that sour look

Only Way To Live - Stiles Stilinski

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Stiles Stilinski/Reader

Word Count: 4818

Warnings: Kinky Filth, NSFW, 18+, Oral (Female Receiving)

Notes: Honestly, I’m kinda mixed about this entire thing? I don’t think it’s as good as some of the other stuff I’ve written. The idea was so good for this too! I got the idea from an episode of Attack of Titan while I was in my slump. So, please, any feedback ya’ll have would be appreciated.

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*swamped with homework and feelings and managed to shell this out a month late…I’m a mess™*

Request:  Hii can i have a drabble thingy game with jimin?TY😙😉 12,23 by  rebelliousjvmin

Word Count: 8.6k

Originally posted by bwipsul

He’s a literal angel

You were immersed in a deep sleep, tired from working on a large project that was worth half your grade. In you attempt to disconnect from the world around and sleep peacefully, you blocked out the sounds and all touch with reality. The sudden dip in your bed didn’t bother you, the presence of another body and an arm haphazardly wrapping around you, these were things you were blocking out. Until you felt a finger on your cheek.

“Hey, roomie.”

“I hate you.”

“You know you love me.”

“Kiss my ass, Jimin.” You used to think you were lucky to be paired up with your best friend in the dorms of your university. Until you realized he was a clingy, sassy and messy guy that never failed to annoy you. His leisure attitude towards school was opposite to your dedication to reading every word of your textbook. He was a jock, baseball being the reason he was here in your room and cheekily smiling at you.  

“I wouldn’t mind doing that.” You whacked him in the face with your pillow, wanting him to leave your room but he instead pulled you closer against his chest.

“Let go of me, you pervert.”

“You told me to kiss your ass, now…”

“I swear to god, Jimin, I’ll suffocate you in your sleep.”

“Kinky. I always wanted to test out breath play.”

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anonymous asked:

What would Yuri do if Beka had to go away for a week for another job in Mafia AU? 👀

This actually does happen, especially the more respected that Beka becomes within the Bratva, they see him as someone capable and level headed (after all, he deals with Yuri day in and day out), so they call on him from time to time to deal with more… difficult people. Yuri tries to put up a bratty fight that Beka can’t go and do this job because he needs to be here, but Beka just looks at him and says “Yura” in that voice that makes Yuri shut up.

So, Otabek would have to go off on another job for that week – boss’s orders. Yuri thinks he can handle it, as long as he can text Beka the entire time. The first day is okay - Beka replies quickly, tells Yuri he’s pretty in all his selfies he sends and says he misses Yuri. He warns him not to give his temporary guard much trouble (To which Yuri just sends him  😈 in response, which makes Otabek groan in his taxi to the airport, and replies “Hellcat.”)

But each day that passes Otabek is talking less and less to him, and it worries Yuri. At first, he just was annoyed because he wanted attention – when he didn't’ get the automatic replies of “beautiful, yura” when he sent a seflie, and instead got them minutes, if not hours later, he was furious. But then Otabek wouldn’t even tell him what he was doing, or where he was. On the third day he didn’t hear anything from Otabek until finally, lying in his bed, fighting back a panic and calling him repeatedly, Otabek picked up on the twentieth ring. He sounded tired and exhausted, his voice strained, and Yuri was scared. Yuri’s voice softened, his complaints dying in his throat, all his anger gone and he just quietly asked daddy what was wrong. But Otabek said nothing, promised he was fine and told Yuri not to worry - then ordered him to tell him about his day, down to every mundane little detail. Yuri laughed – Otabek was so weird.

The fifth day was a lot like the third, but now Otabek didn’t even read his messages. Now, he had an added worry though of watching Yakov and Grandpa pace and worry about the house, talking in hushed voices behind doors. Yuri would try to listen in but would scamper when he heard footsteps coming down the hall, retreating to his room to play on his phone, checking all of Otabek’s too ignored social media but finding not a single clue. He wasted his entire day in there, under his silky sheets with his cat by his side, lunging at his phone anytime it went off and pouting when it was anyone but Otabek. Georgi tried to bring him tea and was chased out of the room with vase thrown against the wall – which got him a lecture from Yakov about breaking priceless family heirlooms, but he didn’t care, especially when Yakov refused to tell him anyhting about where Otabek was or when he’d be back, if at all. 

On the sixth day, Mila came in and told him she had tracked Otabek’s phone and it was still moving. Yuri reminded her that meant nothing, because someone could just have his phone, hag. That led to a fight between the two of them that Yakov had to break up, Mila reminding Yuri with a sour look she was only trying to help

He didn’t want their pity, though.

On the seventh day, he woke up at 3 am from a text from Otabek that just read: “Coming home.” He said nothing else, and he didn’t answer any of Yuri’s hundred follow up questions, leaving Yuri to pace his room all day, chain smoking with shaky hands until late in the evening when he finally hears the door open and turns to see his Otabek there, bruised eyes and scabbed. Yuri whimpers, and leaps at Otabek in his silky little robe, throwing his arms around him. “You smell like smoke”, Otabek scolds him, and Yuri scoffs, his face buried into Otabek’s chest, breathing in deeply. “And you smell like blood, asshole.”

Clean up after your dog.

I live in a very nice condominium complex in a pretty decently sized city in the South. I managed to buy a unit at the ripe age of 23, after making a pretty penny in the stock market - making me easily the youngest person in the complex.

The units are one building with 4 condos per unit, each is two stories with a balcony for each bedroom and for the downstairs area. Not very important, but I want to paint a mental picture here.

The outside of my condo, when it comes to lawn space, is VERY small. I’m talking like a patch of grass no larger than most individual blocks of sidewalk.

About a couple of months ago, this woman moved in a few units over with a large boxer. Having two large dogs myself, I was happy to see more big dogs in the area (most the people around here have little foofy dogs).

One day, I walked outside to see a large pile of dog shit and this lady hastily walking away. I called out kindly - “excuse me ma'am, please clean up after your dog”. She looked back, gave me a sour look, and continued walking away.

Okay, whatever, no big deal. I’ll give her a freebie this time so I cleaned up after her and threw it away trying to be a good neighbor.

I want to mention now that I’ve REALLY tried to go above and beyond the neighborly call of duty - as I said earlier, in the youngest here and I want to make it clear to my neighbors that I’m not just some spoiled little bastard that is going to make their lives hell. I sweep my older neighbors porches, swap recipes and have even babysat one of their grandchildren. I do my best to be a good neighbor, it’s just how I was raised.

However, this lady hit a sore spot. I let the first one slide, but this happened FIVE MORE TIMES IN THE SAME WEEK. Finally I confronted her and said “ma'am, I’m sick of cleaning your dogs shit and stepping around it every day. Please clean it up.”

I shit you not, and I wish I was exaggerating. She looked me right in the eye and said “I paid for a condo too, I’ll leave my shit wherever I want”. She then briskly walked off while I stood in shock.

Finally, I snapped. So I began to save every piece of shit that dumb bitch left in front of my house for around two straight months. I had a HEFTY GARBAGE BAG FULL OF IT (imagine what you use to clean leaves up in, it was that big). I won’t lie, I threw quite a bit of my own dog’s excrement in there for good measure. I mean come on, just her dog wasn’t going to cover the amount needed. That bag was F*CKING. HEAVY.

(where I stored it: Great question actually. All the condo units have individual cellars for storage. I stored it down there until I was ready to make my move. I probably should have mentioned that so you all wouldn’t think I’m some psycho dog-shit hoarder who has a closet full of feces.)

Yes, it smelled like shit every time I opened the damn door to add to the pile. It took an immense amount of patience and gagging to pull this off - but it was well worth it.

I waited until 4 am on Monday morning before I walked up to her condo and dumped that bag right on her small tiny condo lawn. It was worth every second of patience.

Sure enough, come 7 am there’s a bang on my door - and it’s my lovely neighbor.

“You need to come f*cking clean this shit up RIGHT NOW!” - she screamed in my face.

I smiled “sorry ma'am, I paid for a condo here too. I’ll leave my shit wherever I want.”

In short - Lady kept leaving dog poop on my lawn, so I saved it all and dumped about 2 months worth on hers.


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Sansa: *apologizes to Jon about how bad she treated him in the past and asks for his forgiveness*

Fandom: ……

Sansa: *Makes Jon clothes with the house stark sigil on it*

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Sansa: *Encourages Jon to keep going after he apparently gave up on fighting*

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Sansa: *Tells Jon he should have the Lord’s chambers in winterfell (basically saying she doesn’t want to rule and he should)*

Fandom: ……..

Sansa (to jon): You are (a stark) to me.

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Sansa: *smiles at Jon while he is giving his speech*

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Sansa: *Makes a sour face while looking at Littlefinger at the end of the episode*


Potion No. 9

pairing: daveed x reader

requests: could you do Daveed X younger reader, where reader is like 18-20 and they start dating and the reader’s parents get really weirded out over the age difference?

summary: it’s time for daveed to meet reader’s parents. that’s it that’s really all i’ve got.

warnings: swearing, smut, semi-public/public sex, D/s, daddy kink, light bondage, praise kink

word count: 4,320

a/n: title is part of title of a sandra bullock movie but i used it as lyrics from lotus flower bomb by wale, which i recommend u start to play during the sexy time at the end ok. i know it’s barely still valentine’s day but I WROTE THIS all in one day it’s been a wild ride. i wanted to get this up ASAP but i’m messy and wanted to write one more sex scene i’m sorry buds but i hope you enjoy it anyway!!!!!!!!!!

“Are you ready, babe?” You peer into the mirror, adjusting the clasp on your necklace. The small heart-shaped garnet glints in the light and your heart flutters, remembering Daveed gifting it to you just this morning.

“Just a second,” he shouts from his bedroom. “I can’t get this fucking tie on straight!”

You snicker, tucking your lipstick into your small clutch. “Come out here and I’ll do it for you.”

Daveed grunts and shuffles out into the living room with his suit jacket draped over one arm and a sour look on his face.

“Why are you pouting?” You ask, fingers deftly untying the crooked knot and starting over again.

“I’m too old to not know how to tie my own tie,” he huffs, shoving one hand into the pockets of his dress pants.

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Park Chanyeol//The Rhythm of Hate - Part 1

Originally posted by softadulthood

Summary: You hate each other, even though you’re soulmates. You try and stay away from each other, but a shared course and a project is determined to keep you two facing off. (Part 1/Part 2)
Scenario: Soulmate!AU, college!AU
Word Count: 5,924

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An Ice Cream Misunderstanding | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Romance, Jealousy, Fluff
POV: Reader’s/First Person

A/N: Hi everyone! This is the first ever write-up that I am posting, so please be nice. Haha. If you have requests, don’t hesitate to message me and I’ll get back to you. Jealous Zach will always be my favorite Zach for some reason, next to dumb baby Zach. Anyway, enjoy!


“Baby can we go get some ice cream?” my boyfriend says with puppy eyes as he laid his head on my thighs while we were seated in front of the TV watching a movie.

“I think there’s some chocolate ice cream in the fridge left.” I reply, as I stroke his head with my hand.

“But baby, you know I like pistachio, from that place, our favorite ice cream parlor?” he whines with a pout as he looks at me with puppy eyes again.

“Puh-lease?” he pouts as he grabs my hand and places it under his chin.

“I hate you Zach Dempsey.” I reply as I laugh and shake my head.

“Let’s go then.” I reply as I pinch his cheeks and a wide grin forms on his face.

“Thank you baby I love you!” he replies as he sits up on the sofa and pinches the bridge of my nose.

“Zachary! Don’t!” I reply as I stand up and run to the bedroom to get the car keys and my purse.

We both get ready and head on out of the house to go to our favorite ice cream parlor. Zach drives for the both of us most of the time, but he got an injury during a basketball game, and he was told not to do any activities for 2 weeks. Those 2 weeks are almost done, and he’s healing very well. We reach the ice cream parlor but there weren’t any parking spaces near it, so we had to park quite far. We got off of the car and started walking, Zach held my hand as we walked. While we were walking hand in hand, a familiar voice yelled out my name which made Zach and I look behind us to check who it was.

“Y/N!” the familiar voice yells as he waves his hand from side to side.

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King of the Nerds

King of the Nerds

Characters: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: fluffy, steamy, Jensen being fake moody (yea, it’s a warning), suggestive smutty stuff, language 

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: 6k Celebration and One Year Fic-i-verary Celebration Fic ELEVEN. The line requested was, “I’m just a regular boy who goofs around, pulls pranks, and makes jokes.” It was requested by @starswirlblitz  . It will be highlighted in the fic. Thank you so much for celebrating with me. I am combining it with two gifs submitted by @torn-and-frayed. Hope you like it! This one was fun to write. I don’t usually write Jensen like this, but we all know he can get a little moody sometimes. It’s hot as fuck.

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help you forget - part 2.

Originally posted by iminlovewithderekhale

pairing: derek hale x reader

warnings: smut, blood, a little angst. (scott being a dick.)

part 1. 

the sounds of slamming lockers echoed around the hallways as you let out a tired sigh, shoving your books into your backpack as fast as you could, wanting nothing more than to get out of the building and have a long nap, preferably on derek’s hard chest.

it had been two weeks since you and derek had got together, at first it was weird, not knowing how to act with him around everyone but as soon as he pulled you into his lap in the middle of a pack meeting leaving everyone wide eye’d as he planted kisses on the back of our neck, you figured it out pretty quickly.

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12.11 coda

fan fiction gap. also phone calls.

Wet leaves sop underfoot as the brothers trek through the woods, retracing Dean’s invisible steps. Sam is keeping both eyes out for anything that could give away the story of what happened last night, fully aware that his brother is practically useless right now.

“So, like,” Dean begins. Sam takes an exasperated breath in prep for the question. “Just how many things do we kill?”

Sam sighs. “A lot.”

“Yeah but, like. More examples,” Dean says, kicking some leaves. The flashlight wiggles in his grip and points too far to left, so Sam gingerly guides his hand back up. Dean smiles at him. “Please tell me I’ve met a mermaid.”

Sam scoffs. “Siren, actually.”

Dean’s eyes go bright and wide. “No way,” he breathes. “I was kidding. Ariel is real?”

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anonymous asked:

RFA reacts to a blind MC

These ones were short and shit cause I’ve been lacking ideas already lol


  • he thinks Mc’s walking stick is so cute
  • Mc was born blind so their eyes are really glassy
  • Yoosung thinks they’re really pretty
  • He’s so jealous that MC can sleep with their eyes open 
  • MC secretly uses it to nap in lectures 
  • Yoosung has such a sour look on his face when they do this
  • He gets so flustered with all the skinship
  • MC is like let me touch you babe
  • MC always asks what’s going on when he’s playing LOLOL 
  • cause all they can hear is the clashing of swords and the occasional person screaming ‘Leroy Jenkins’ followed by various groans
  • He secretly hates audio descriptions but will never admit it to MC
  • smol bun would do anything for them


  • it’s called Buddy 
  • he thinks it’s so cute
  • Zen waves it in Jumin’s face
  • he attempts to look after MC like they’re a baby
  • but MC’s been in this game for years and they can square up when they need to
  • so much skinship
  • touch is really important to MC so they’re always grasping at Zen 
  • he legit basks in their touch 
  • Zen really likes that MC is blind it means that they don’t care about looks
  • MC says they can tell he’s handsome
  • Caused this  boi has a jawline that can cut glass


  • Baehee is so sweet and does all this research on blindness 
  • she doesn’t want to accidentally offend MC or smth 
  • Now she’s a pro and tends to MC’s every need
  • MC says that she doesn’t need to go through all the trouble 
  • MC secretly likes being pampered tho
  • They love playing with each other’s hair
  • Jaehee’s hair is super soft and thick so MC’s like..
  • 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit
  • Jaehee is another one who gets flustered with skinship cause MC has no filter when it comes to hugs
  • Jaehee deals with all the annoying questions 
  • MC sometimes chips in and give totallly bullshit answers 
  • Jaehee  tries not to laugh


  • all aboard the Pampertown express, passengers MC
  • he looks after MC so well 
  • tried to hire a carer for MC but they’re like 
  • “what am I 90″
  • still insists on guards tho
  • wondered if Elizabeth III could become a guide cat
  • was so disappointed when Jaehee told him they didn’t exist 
  • MC really likes cuddling with Ella so it’s okay
  • MC has the most expensive gadgets 
  • they don’t use half of them but they appreciate all the effort Jumin puts in 
  • headcanon that blind! MC is a great musician so Jumin buys a giant piano
  • requests MC plays for him all the time
  • sometimes they do duets 
  • Jumin always casually brushes their fingers 
  • smooOOOth

Seven (Saeyoung)

  • legit thought MC was some superhero 
  • all MCs other senses are heightened due to them being blind 
  • so they’re hearing is 👌
  • Seven programmes all these gadgets for MC
  • he really likes touching Braille and he doesn’t know why
  • always gets MC Braille books he says they’re for them but they’re legit the most random books
  • like ‘The Price of Fish: A Rising Fishue’ or smth
  • he gets pouty that MC can’t see his babies
  • MC can’t really get into cars because they can’t see or drive them so they’re like
  • MC offered to get a guide dog with him but he said he had to stay faithful to Elly
  • MC eats Seven’s Honey Buddha Chips and pretends they mistook them for normal chips
  • Seven know they’re lying but he likes the look on their face when they get away with something 
  • Sometimes puts his glasses on MC just for the heck of it
  • MC acts all dramatic like their sight has been restored of something to get a laugh out of Seven 

~ Admin Petty 


            “We didn’t immediately hit it off. I may have kinda fallen in love at first sight, but after my encounter with Garnet, I decided to build a bond first.”

“We knew each other for, like, 2 weeks before you told me you loved me.”

            “Well, I–”

“And then you started reading Shakespeare love poems to me outside my window.”

           “Yeah, but–”

“And then you kept stuffing my mailbox full of love letters.”

           “I-Is that a bad thing??”



{{ this took so long! i kinda gave up near the end and added dialogue instead of, like, five more panels. here’s an extra: }}