that day has yet to come


Nero and his alpha mate, Ago Aapeli, a chocobo rancher.

The first time he meets him, one of the chocobos had gotten loose and approaches a wandering Nero, his princess charm working it’s magic and all. Nero finds the bird’s tags that mark its owner, and sets out to find the chocobo’s home. He rides the chocobo until they near the ranch, at which point the bird breaks into a sprint at the sound of the dinner bell ringing. Nero’s never ridden a chocobo beyond a gentle trot before, and ends up holding on for dear life.

The alpha sees his missing chocobo come running in, a mysterious panicked angel on her back, rushes up to hush the bird, and pets it’s beak as it calms down and ruffles its feathers. He looks up to Nero, the prince staring down all starry eyed, with some strands from his braid having fallen loose.

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hey ya’ll!

work blessed me with a 4 day weekend, woo!! (working for the school district has its perks y’know)

ANYWHO, i plan on coming back from my hiatus sometime soon. possibly….. tonight? idk yet but i’m gonna try.

do you guys even remember me tho? xD


nine in the afternoon // panic! at the disco

When do you sleep?!

Humans are (supposed to be) a daylight species. We have excellent colour definition, possibly some the best in the animal kingdom, depth perception which is second to none and excellent ability to detect movement and spot predators who are even camouflaged against their usual prey. Our circadian rhythms are tuned for daylight hours. We wake with the sunrise and get sleepy with the sunset. 

We have poor night vision and humans are, from birth, afraid of two things; the dark and snakes. 

However…. some people seem naturally night people, working at their best as the sun goes down and staying up all night to work or play. The rest of us can adjust our rhythms For some people it’s easy, others not so much but we can still do it and usually with only a couple of days to adjust fully. We can work night-shifts and sleep during the day; the exact opposite of what we’ve evolved for. And should our night jobs end and go back to day jobs, we adjust back even quicker. No other animal on the planet has the ability to adjust its natural rhythms as well as we do. Day creatures can be trained to work at night, night creatures can be active during the day, however they are known to be uncomfortable and not at their best during these times. 

It makes sense that spaceships would have some kind of day/night cycle to help people maintain normal circadian rhythms. with brighter lights during the day and dimmer lights coming on at night.  So, imagine aliens, either nocturnal, diurnal, or crepuscular (most active at twilight). Yet no matter when these aliens wake up, there’s always a human kicking around and doing stuff and they seem to be working at their best like this is their natural time. 

There are definitely many things worth criticizing in Steven Universe, but it’s weird because one of the biggest criticisms I see is something I personally love about the show?

It’s a lot of criticisms that basically boil down to “pacing”. 

Like “They keep setting up this big mysteries and then not paying off on them!” or “A big thing happens and then we get right back into filler episodes!” and like

Yeah? Exactly. IDK what to tell you. 

Rebecca Sugar is like reverse Steven Moffat, I almost feel like. She sets things up without you even knowing anything is being set up, so it doesn’t build tension, but then when you get the payoff it’s satisfying and obvious. Or, alternatively, she introduces a big plot element, and it’s like “Are we ever going to address this?” and then, eventually, when it naturally comes up, we finally do. 

We saw Connie’s glow bracelet in episode 1, and didn’t even know it was foreshadowing until we me Connie 8 episodes later. We didn’t learn Garnet was a fusion until 50 episodes in. 

We met Lion in episode 10, and there were SO MANY QUESTIONS. What is he? Where do his powers come from? What is his connection to Rose? And we never directly got answers to those questions - instead they were indirectly answered in a “filler” episode about a historical Beach City in episode 106 that really only raised more questions than it answered, followed by the most recent episode, 132, which was about Lars and Homeworld and also, you know, incidentally answered the entire Lion mystery. 

Over three years after it was introduced we finally learned what Lion’s deal is, and it wasn’t even in a Lion-centric story. But you know what? It was still satisfying. At least, I thought so. 

I don’t get the feeling that that explanation was made up. Watching it, I get the feeling Rebecca Sugar knew three years ago what was up with Lion. She just wasn’t going to incorporate it until it became immediately relevant. 

It’s slow, honest, sprawling worldbuilding that I can really fucking get behind. The writers know what this world is and who these characters are, they just aren’t going to force exposition or explanations where they wouldn’t naturally occur if they can avoid it. 

IDK, the whole “we just introduced this big new thing, but now the characters are just dinking around? Living their lives? Why???” thing is, to me, at least a solid half of the draw. I like the show is approachable, that the tension is present but not overbearing. 

It feels like life. Big, life-changing, worldview shifting things happen. And at the same time that it changes everything, it doesn’t actually change very much at all. 

A good friend dies suddenly, you still have to make yourself lunch. Your parents are getting a divorce, you still hang out with your friends and maybe even act like everything is normal. And maybe even forget while you’re hanging out with your friends what is going on at home. You get arrested, get out on bail, know you have a huge case coming up that could determine your whole future, you still play video games for a couple hours the next night, you still go to work the next day. You’re working with your lawyers and everyone to put together your case, of course, but normal life doesn’t stop. It rarely ever does.

IDK, I see these criticisms like “They introduces Bismuth and then just benched her!” or “They introduced the cluster and then it didn’t actually do anything” and it’s like, yet. I have no reason not to trust that those things won’t be coming back around. Everything else in this show has, in time, come back around so far. From seemingly insignificant side characters, to weird locations, to random trivia. 

There’s an old saying, “things change slowly, until they change all at once”, and it has, in my life, generally proven to be true. And it seems to be the Steven Universe approach to story pacing. And I, personally, really really like it. And it’s cool if you don’t. But I don’t think I’d like the show as much if it weren’t so chill. It’s a show that drips along in tiny, soothing, sentimental increments. 

It’s fine if that’s an aspect of the show you don’t like. I have preferences and there are things I don’t like even though they’re arguably good. But I keep seeing people propose it as an aspect of the show that is bad writing. And, I just can’t wrap my head around that? It’s perfectly fine writing. It’s even, often, great writing. I prefer a slow and quiet accruement to a plot-heavy infodump any fucking day. Not that there isn’t often call for the latter, depending on the story you want to tell and how you want to tell it. But I prefer the former. 

So far I haven’t been given any indication there isn’t a planned followthrough for all the many, many threads Steven Universe has laid. They’ve successfully followed through enough times before, often on things we weren’t even aware we should be looking out for, that I imagine they’ll keep doing so. The only reason I ever see the show failing to do so, and having a rushed and unsatisfying end, is time. If they get prematurely cancelled, or prematurely decide to end things out of personal desire to work other projects, then yeah, SU could end badly. Lots of stuff could end up unexplained or given a quick unsatisfying end. But there’s no evidence of that yet, so right now I’m going to take the pacing choices as just that. Choices. Good ones, that I like. Even if they aren’t to everyone’s taste. 

Imagine Bill letting it slip that you are dating during an interview.

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“So here we also have a photo of-” Jimmy paused, taking a look at the screen, just like Bill, and the entire audience that went crazy and started cheering and clapping the moment they saw you.

Bill himself chuckled as he took in the sight of you looking stunning as ever in your red dress, standing on your tiptoes even if you were wearing high heels to kiss his cheek; one hand on his chest and the other on your shoulder as he had an arm wrapped around your waist and the other cupping your cheek. 

He didn’t even know how they had managed to snap that photo because it wasn’t exactly in front of the cameras. You had mostly been standing on the side with his brothers, and great friends of yours, and he had rushed to you to get that good luck kiss. He didn’t expect there to be evidence of that so he was glad he’d kept himself from kissing you properly on the lips.

“(Y/n) and you.” he completed with a smile, glancing for a moment at the enthusiastic audience “You two-” he turned back to the actor “You two are great friends right? I’m- I’m just asking because that could, you know, be misinterpreted by some.” he motioned to the photo, giving a look at the audience and everybody laughed at that.

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On the radio: Today is Interntional men’s day

My mum: What on earth for??

Me: Idk…I guess they can have their day?? 

 Mum: No thanks. They’ve had their thousands of years. 

 Me: Damn mum. 


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“I thought we were gonna fight side by side forever, but at the end of the day,
you’re you and I’m me…”

why-cant-simple-love-me  asked:

Have you been able to figure out how many videos can go up during the tour with the grumps? Or will it be none at all? That’s fine if it has to come to that. No pressure at all :)

No idea yet. i’m gonna record a bunch when I get back from my tour and see what happens. It’ll likely be 1 video a day for a few days and then a gap of no videos at all. 

Thank you for make me happy. Thank you for keeping the warmth of your body next to mine. Thank you for waking up every day by my side. Thanks for the kisses, hugs, Your smile is literally the cutest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. I know fairy tales come true because I have you. So far, every moment we’ve spent together has been awesome. But I promise you, that the best is yet to come. thanks for everything.
—  Igor Henrique, My fairy tale with kenia ketlyn

soulmate AU where they share dreams

  • ever since eddie can remember a beautiful boy has been in his dreams
  • sometimes he dreams simple things like going to the park with him or going swimming
  • sometimes it’s battling wizards and going on adventures
  • eddie has yet to hear his soulmates name but over the years of seeing him he has fallen head over heels in love
  • eddie naps during the day so he can see richie when he falls into a pit of depression
  • eddie comes out to his mother after years of her begging to hear about his soulmate
  • she tells him to keep sleeping until he gets a real soulmate
  • eddie sleeps for as long as he can each night because being with richie is the only time he’s happy
  • around the age of 20 eddie stops seeing richie in his dreams
  • he panics that his mums words have finally drilled in and gotten rid of the only person who really cared about him
  • he meets a girl who doesn’t have richie’s eyes but she has similar hair and he will take what he can get
  • he introduces her to his mum and they move out at 22
  • eddie is starting to forget richie’s face and voice and it’s the worst feeling
  • he wonders constantly what happened to his soulmate, whether richie still saw eddie
  • he constantly researches to try to find a case where this has happened and he finds nothing but happy stories
  • eddie’s girlfriend admits to him that her soulmate is a beautiful girl with dashing blue eyes and auburn hair
  • they both decide to stay together because although they aren’t in love they don’t have anyone else
  • eddie finally admits to his girlfriend that he hasn’t seen his soulmate in years
  • his girlfriend tells him more about her soulmate, how she dreams of them being mermaids and swims for hours with her
  • she tells him her name is beverly and eddie almost chokes on his drink
  • he calls up his old school friend who he hasn’t seen in five years and introduces them
  • beverly cries and kisses her and eddie finds it hard to smile because he really believes he will never find his love
  • when eddie goes to sleep that night he finally dreams of richie again and they kiss for hours
  • he wakes up with tears on his cheeks and calls beverly to tell her
  • he’s glad he has a friend now and his soulmate is back
  • he sleeps for most of the day again, sitting around a fire with blankets and marshmallows as richie tells him scary stories
  • he tries to figure out if dying is like a constant dream
  • eddie decides that chancing an entire life of dreaming with richie is worth it
  • he wakes up in a white room, looks around and then down at his bandaged arms stained red
  • he realises he’s in a hospital and cries because his plan didn’t work
  • he is nice to the nurses and tries to explain he just wants to be with his soulmate
  • then he hears a familiar voice saying his name and he turns
  • “so this is why you weren’t in my dream last night, what were you thinking, eds?”
  • eddie cries and is sure he did succeed in dying because this couldn’t be real
  • richie tells eddie that he got in a car crash five years ago and only just woke from his coma
  • richie tells eddie he dreamt of him the whole time, what, didn’t he?
  • eddie cries again and they go through the recovery process together
  • richie sneaks into eddies bed every night so they can sleep in each others arms
  • eddie dreams of richie and and when he wakes up richie is still there
  • eddie doesn’t want to die anymore
Stranger Things/Jim Hopper imagines - Behind closed doors

Originally posted by timmy-chalamet

AN: First of all, Season 2 is my life and my religion and Stranger Things is one of the best tv shows I’ve ever watched honestly how they topped season 1 is mind blowing. Also, me being me and you guys know me well, I was attracted to many characters on this show but Hopper is daddy (in more ways than one). I want to write more stranger things so stick around and send in requests for any character but let’s kick this off with some pure smut. You’re welcome. 

Summary: You get into some trouble and Hopper hides you away in the cabin until it blows over but isolation isn’t for you. (Basically this is what I figure would happen if Hopper had the argument with someone older.)

Pairing(s): Hopper x Reader

Word count: 1,593

Warnings: Reader is 18 so is of age. It’s cliche but you’ll like it, Mentions of dead parents. This is smut. So expect smut. Vaginal fingering, dry humping, rough sex, hair pulling, and strong language ahead. This takes place probably after season 2 as I need to use the cabin.  

You were such an idiot. You were always so careful and this is the time you get caught.

You went to the only person you knew that could help you and it was Jim Hopper. He was friends with your father when your father was alive and you figured your dad asked Hopper to look out for you if anything ever happened to him. 

Unfortunately for you, Hopper said there was nothing you could do except wait it out in hiding for it all to blow over and then took you out into the middle of nowhere to an old cabin and told you that this is where he hid Eleven. 

He told you that he didn’t know how long it would be until the storm passed but you’d be safe there. 

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Tianshan Week Day 5 One Day. I named it after the song I listened to. “All is violent, all is bright”.

Sorry for missing out yesterday but I put all my feelings and effort into this one. This instrumental inspired me for the scenery.

I feel like He Tian would dress like a total pimp later while Guanshan stays with his bomber jackets or warm winter jackets (bought by He Tian and the devil personified refuses to take anything for it in return *cough* Maybe Momo’s soul, but that’s a different story *laughs*)

anonymous asked:

you are a gem and your writing is of the highest quality and I'm so happy we are mutuals and what do you think Draco and Harry would buy if they won 5000 galleons but were obligated to spend it all immediately?

Oh my gosh that’s so freaking nice.  Thank you!

Ok so like I can think of a lot of scenarios for that, depending on the timeline and stuff.  But lets go with….

  • Harry and Draco are just graduating from their 8th year, Draco feels like maybe they’re on the cusp of moving their tentative friendship to something more, but the year has ended and he thinks maybe they’ve run out of time.
  • All of Harry’s friends are getting engaged, getting jobs, becoming adults ……but Harry has no fucking idea what he wants to do
  • Then there’s Draco who has graduated top of their class, but prejudices are still running high and despite his achievements no one wants to hire him yet.  His mood is going south fast, feeling as if all his efforts to become something better have been for naught 
  • Then Harry comes into some money lets pretend the why doesn’t matter and it has to be used immediately.  Draco jokes about Potter finally buying that solid gold cauldron he’s always wanted, his eyes full of something Harry doesn’t know what to do with.  Harry just shrugs mumbling that he has an idea but Draco doesn’t ask.
  • The day they’re set to leave, Draco stands on the steps of Hogwarts for the last time a sense of emptiness filling his heart at the idea of leaving, not the school but Potter
  • But then Harry is there, running up to him with his hair a mess and his face flushed and that look of determination on his face and before Draco can ask what has him so happy Harry is shoving an envelope at him
  • “Open it,” Harry whispers, breathless; he looks happy.  Draco has never seen him look more beautiful.
  • He opens the envelope and out spills a mess of parchment and tickets and it takes Draco a few minutes to work out what it all is; an itinerary for a trip across the globe,  international portkey tickets and hotel reservations at some of the nicest wizarding hotels
  • “It’s…wonderful.  I’m very happy for you, Potter.”  Draco can’t bring himself to look up, to think about Harry leaving him to finally live the life he deserves.  When he finally looks up Harry looks so fucking pleased with himself it nearly takes Draco’s breath away.  “What?!” he snaps.
  • “God, you’re so fucking dense for someone so smart,” Harry mutters, shaking his head and looking at Draco with a fondness that makes his chest tight, then Harry is jabbing his finger down at the papers and Draco realizes for the first time every single reservation and ticket is for two people.  Oh.  Oh.
  • Then Harry is grabbing Draco’s face, kissing him, and Draco drops the papers to the ground as he tangles his hands in Harry’s hair
  • And as Draco kisses him back he thinks maybe they’re about to have the chance to live the life they both deserve
Rough Sex with BTS

Request: BTS rough sex. also love your blog

Warning: !!!FILTHY ASS SMUT!!!


  • Tries to be passionate
  • Slow and deep thrusts
  • But he becomes impatient with his own pace
  • Switches to sharp thrusts
  • Marks your body up
  • Wants to see you vulnerable
  • Binds your hands over your head
  • Bringing toys into the mix
  • Teasing your hole with the vibrator
  • “If you can handle this I might give you the real thing”


  • You’re his stress reliever 
  • Calls you up telling you to come to the studio
  • You are straddling him
  • His hips bucking up into yours at a fast pace
  • Gripping your side tightly
  • ORAL
  • Teases
  • Licks up your folds at an antagonizing speed
  • Then all of a sudden he starts going crazy
  • Doing all this tongue yoga and good stuff
  • Fingering
  • Again
  • Goes super slow then hits you with the good stuff
  • Choking


  • Thrusts are so precise
  • Stroke game is A+++
  • Can go many rounds
  • Expect quickies in the dance room
  • Bends you against the mirror
  • One hand on your hip
  • Pounding into you
  • Staring at you through the mirror
  • Biting his lip from your faces
  • “How do you look so good while I treat you so roughly”
  • Slaps your ass 
  • Pulls your hair


  • Daddy kink
  • Spanking
  • “How many times was that, baby”
  • Grips your ass pulling you closer
  • Hits it from behind
  • Like all the way
  • Hair pulling
  • DEEP grunts
  • Headboard slamming against the wall
  • Don’t break it now, Namjoon
  • Dirty talk
  • “Always moaning for my cock like a good girl”
  • Things get loud
  • Loves when he makes you scream
  • “Louder for daddy”


  • A tease
  • Will have you beg for it
  • “How much do you want my cock”
  • Hard thrusts
  • Nails digging in your hips
  • Panting
  • Body glistening with sweat
  • “You feel so good”
  • Remember he is a tease
  • Orgasm denial
  • “You’re gonna have to earn your release”
  • Biting
  • Messy kisses
  • Lips are swollen


  • Choking
  • Overstimulation
  • Pounding into you after your climax
  • Bringing you to yet another
  • “I wonder how many times I’ll make you cum”
  • Restraints
  • Loves your ass
  • Grips it so hard
  • There will be handprints
  • “Mmm your ass feels so nice in my hands”
  • Such a tease
  • Going so slow
  • Making you beg for him to go faster
  • “I don’t know if you deserve it”


  • So many rounds
  • “Come on I know you can go one more time”
  • Hips slam into yours
  • Anything to get you moaning
  • Leaves many marks
  • Follow the rules
  • Will test your disobedience
  • “Do it I dare you”
  • Rougher when irritated 
  • Especially when he has had a bad day
  • “Help me relieve my stress”
  • Legs spreading apart, making plenty of room for you
  • Hand tangled in your hair
  • Pushing your head further down his member
  • “Fuck, just like that”

It’s entirely possibly that Stiles has never been more tired in his life. Okay, that’s a lie, but he’s still pretty damn tired. Running from one end of the city to the other over and over again on various calls always did that to him. Especially when half of those calls end badly, like today. He’s so fucking tired and honestly these are the kind of days that make him question whether being a cop is actually worth it.

Now as he approaches his house, he just wants to get out of his uniform and sleep for a thousand years.

Of course, that’s the plan. Stiles gets all the way through opening the front door, unbuckling his holster and stowing it in the locked safe in the entryway, and kicking off his shoes, which is part one of that plan, without complication.

“I’m home!” he calls out, shuffling down the hallway toward the muffled sounds he can barely hear coming from the living room. He rounds the corner to see–

Derek sitting cross-legged on on a blanket in the middle of the floor, the twins splayed out on their backs in front of him. All three of them are shirtless. All three of them are covered in finger paint. The boys have got some pretty impressive paintings of various animals on their chests considering the medium: Garret’s got a snarling cheetah taking up the most space, and Adrian’s stomach has a dragon with its tail wrapping around his side.

Derek’s got messy hand prints and swirls and smears all over his torso, with a few things that look like heartfelt attempts at farm animals. He’s also got blue finger paint in his beard. And glitter in his hair. Like, a lot of glitter. Seriously, did he let the boys just dump the whole tub of it on his head? He probably did, honestly.

As Stiles watches, Derek leans forward and shakes his head, sending glitter raining down on the boys as they squeal and laugh and try to roll away. Garret catches sight of Stiles in the doorway right before he rolls off the blanket and onto the pristine carpet, catching himself just in time to not make a mess with his painted chest.


He and Adrian are off the floor and preparing to throw themselves at Stiles in a heartbeat, but Derek catches them both by the waistbands of their pants and pulls them back.

“Whoa, there, tigers,” he says on a laugh. “You’re all messy. Wait until you wash up or until daddy gets out of uniform, okay?”

“Wash up!” Adrian says, and leads the way in a stampede for the bathroom.

Derek watches them go, shaking his head. Then he turns back to his husband, leaning back on his hands, and looks up with a smile that never fails to make Stiles’ heart skip a beat even after all these years. “Rough day, honey?”

“You’ve got a little something,” Stiles says teasingly, pointing at his own face. Derek just rolls his eyes and levers himself to his feet, unfair amounts of muscle on display as always. He saunters in close, crowding Stiles against the doorjamb.

Derek kisses him, slow and deep and thorough, and all the stress of the day melts out of him to leave every muscle achy but lax. Stiles hums into it, wishing he could really wrap his husband up in his arms but mindful of all the paint. He grasps onto Derek’s shoulders instead, anchoring himself there. He’s reluctant to let the moment end, but they do have to breathe sometime and the kids are probably coming back at some point.

“You’ve, uh. Got a little something,” Derek says, thumbing at Stiles’ chin where the paint from Derek’s beard has rubbed off on him.

Stiles huffs, flicks him in the chest, and says, “Jackass.”

Derek laughs. “And yet you love me anyway.”

More than you can ever know, Stiles thinks, just as the boys come thundering back down the hallway.

They collide full force with Stiles, nearly knocking him over backwards, each one latching onto a leg. They’re still wet from washing the paint off, but that’s okay. Water doesn’ stain, so they can cling onto him all they want like this. With a groan of effort, Stiles lifts up one leg (and Garret) and then the other (and Adrian), painstakingly making his way into the living room until he can collapse on the couch as the boys giggle.

Once he’s sitting, they clamber up to sit half-on half-off his lap instead, both of them trying to tell him about their day at the same time. It’s a loud jumble of largely incomprehensible words, but Stiles listens attentively as he always does. And he trades looks with his husband – his gorgeous, amazing, ridiculous husband who’s watching him with the softest look on his stupidly handsome, paint-splattered face. And he can honestly say that he has never been more content.

Too Faced: Sweet Peach Asks

White Peach: If you were a monarch, what would your throne look like?

Luscious: What do you look for in a significant other?

Just Peachy: What are some little things that make you happy?

Bless Her Heart: If you could call anyone in the world and have an hour long conversation, who would you call? 

Tempting: What are your guilty pleasures?

Charmed, I’m Sure: What’s something someone could say to make you like them instantly? 

Nectar: What is something you enjoy that most people don’t know about?

Cobbler: What’s something you’ve been meaning to try, but haven’t yet?

Candied Peach: What do you think is the best way to start your day?

Bellini: What is something you hope comes back into fashion? 

Peach Pit: What are your comfort TV shows?

Delectable: What is one piece of art that has had a big impact on you?

Peaches ‘n Cream: What is your favorite thing about yourself?

Georgia: What is a stereotype you feel like you fit into? 

Carmelized: What is a rash decision you’ve made that worked out well?

Puree: What is your most interesting talent?

Summer Yum: What are your favorite things to do in the summer? 

Talk Derby To Me: What quality do you value most in friends?