that was 3 hours of my life mind you

ah_michaeljones: 

“Gather round, for Michael has a story to tell you. 

Recently, I once again found myself in an interesting position. An opportunity for me to try something new (career wise) presented itself and I had to ponder whether or not I would do it. I weighed the options, the pros and cons, the best and worst case scenarios. I decided that I would probably not perform well and instead of potentially embarrassing myself in a field that is more or less unknown to me, I passed on the opportunity. You would think that would be the end of it but it wasn’t. For some reason I couldn’t shake this odd feeling. Like I had done something wrong. Now many of you might say “Michael that’s crazy! You don’t care about anything!” Oh how wrong you are. It’s true I’ve become quite comfortable in front of the camera at Roosterteeth but this doesn’t apply to all walks of life. In these past few days, thinking of this offer I declined because I KNEW I would be no good, it reminded me of another time I thought that. In 2014 I had the amazing opportunity to audition for a role in the Funimation dub of Fairy Tail. This was a dream come true. I’ve always wanted to voice act ever since I was a kid. I printed out my lines and practiced for days and days but when the day of the audition finally came, I backed out. I told Lindsay that I wasn’t good enough and that I didn’t want to embarrass myself in front of these professionals who I had never met. She refused to let me. More or less forcing me into the car, she drove me 3 ½ hours to Dallas for the audition I KNEW I would fail. Well as you may know, I did go, I did audition, and I got the part. All because my wife believed in me when I didn’t. Pondering this, and where I’ve gotten so far in life by taking chances on the unknown, I changed my mind about this future opportunity. I won’t refuse to try. I won’t rely on someone else to push me to fulfill my dreams. I won’t stop taking chances. My point is this. Maybe I will fuck it up and make a total fool of myself, but maybe I won’t. Maybe it’ll be one of the greatest experiences of my life that I might never get a second chance at. Who knows? I won’t let the unknown stop me. Neither should you.”

Night route~<3
cause you see all the beautiful art on your dash and feels like yours wasn’t good enough~ so you try to make it better ~and sink into it for hours~ and create a whole new version of it~~

(Day route - http://villainy-autumn-blog.tumblr.com/post/165351276154/i-never-loved-somethingsomeonesomehow-like)

happy birthday to the game that saved my life
that made me draw again~
you will Echo forever in our hearts


you broke my barrier . you reset my mind..
you fill a void in my heart when I fell from grace,
I was a star without a space ~..

jjinniebaegopa  asked:

Jungkook 24 (because I feel like I need that in my life)

[ ˌdɛsɪˈdɪərɪəm ]
noun; a powerful desire or yearning.

Prompt: “ Just let me finish this level and I swear I’ll go down on you until you come at least 3 times”
Pairing: Jeongguk x Reader
Genre: Smut
Count: 1.201 words

warnings: graphic depictions of sexual intercourse, oral sex


The sound of clashing swords and firing guns has been filling the unadorned room from hours now, and it almost feels like days to you in the boredom of the Sunday afternoon when there’s nothing on your mind aside your physical needs and the goal to satiate them by any means possible.
The sun is hot outside the bedroom door, filtering through the closed curtains just enough to lit the room and make the sweat drip down your back.
In a huff, you slid down your legs your almost non-existent shorts in a vague attempt to both placate the fire in your body and gather his otherwise focused attention.
The sigh that leaves your mouth as he doesn’t move a single muscle towards your direction, falls unnoticed too and it pulls heavily on your very thin strings of patience.
“For the love of God, Jeongguk, you have been playing that stupid game for hours,” you glare at him, the indignation clear in your voice yet, still, it falls on deaf ears and you’re almost tempted to stand up, close shut that bloody computer of his and throw it down the window in one swift motion. Of course, you do nothing of the sort because, despite the state of intolerance you’re reduced to, you still love the boy too much to do it - or maybe it’s utter fear of the rage that would dawn on you if you’d cause him game progress to be gone and lost forever.
You fix your eyes up to the white ceiling pondering the option of shoving your hand down your panties and get it over with once and for all.

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I have been dying to make this post all day but couldn’t find any time to sneak away to my computer to do it. I love gushing over everyone. Come closer and let me fangirl over you, please!

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You’ve become my muse. 
The mysterious lover in all of my poems,
I write about you at all hours of the night.
You never leave my mind.
—  3:18 pm
’- you know, I’ve either had a family, a job, something
has always been in the
way
but now
I’ve sold my house, I’ve found this
place, a large studio, you should see the space and
the light.
for the first time in my life I’m going to have a place and
the time to
create.’
no baby, if you’re going to create
you’re going to create whether you work
16 hours a day in a coal mine
or
you’re going to create in a small room with 3 children
while you’re on
welfare,
you’re going to create with part of your mind and your
body blown
away,
you’re going to create blind
crippled
demented,
you’re going to create with a cat crawling up your
back while
the whole city trembles in earthquakes, bombardment,
flood and fire.
baby, air and light and time and space
have nothing to do with it
and don’t create anything
except maybe a longer life to find
new excuses
for.
—  air and light and time and space, charles bukowski

Pros and cons dating tag: Warren (thanks @pixeltrashcan <3)

Pros.
- He’s touchy and very physical and can softly scratch your back for hours and he don’t mind kissing in public or being called “my little freezer bunny” in front of his friends.
- He’s super loyal
- He’s a great cook and keep himself updated with the latest delicious food trends.
- When not being heartbroken, he’s a happy-go-lucky kinda guy. “it’s gonna be okey”
Cons.
- He can be a bit clingy.
- He’s a brand/clothes snob. He will kindly thank you for the homemade sweater but he’ll probably never wear it…
- He smokes too much.
- He’s always late, I mean ALWAYS.

Tagging: @floppant‘s Marit, @bottsbotts‘ PJ & @simmerberlin‘s Taylor & @vicarious-sims‘ Simone (no pressure!)

Never in my life did I think I would be in a military relationship.

Never in my life did I think I would miss someone before they even left.

Never in my life did I expect to want to give up everything for someone.

Never in my life did I know I could love someone so much.

You are my best friend, boyfriend, and the person I’m going to be with for the rest of my life, and I absolutely could not be happier.

You are the one I rely on for everything and go to for everything.

Except when I’m breaking down crying for 3 straight hours because I had to leave.  I can’t wait for the day I can say “good night” or “see you tonight.”  Good bye is hard but knowing that I won’t see you for weeks at a time is harder. 

I love you with all of my heart and mind.

Turbulence

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

Rated: Slight M I guess?

Pairing: JinxReader

Summary: Journey’s are more important than destinations. Will this one change your mind about the destination you aren’t even looking forward to?

(A/N): My flight got delayed a painful 3 hours and I came up with this while eating dumplings and sipping a beer.





It’s not like you weren’t looking forward to this new adventure, it’s just that you weren’t particularly excited about uprooting your life for a job you didn’t even want. Still you bid goodbye to your old life and checked into your flight.

You sunk into your seat with a sigh, abhorring the hours ahead of you. Sure flights were nice, but 10 hours of being confined in one place didn’t sound appealing to anyone. Soon enough the drinks trolley was on it’s way and you started to relax, focusing on the work you had to finish on your laptop. You absentmindedly asked for a vodka tonic and earned a light chuckle, almost unnoticeable. You turned to the source to find a rather gorgeous flight attendant looking embarrassed.

“Sorry, I just couldn’t couldn’t help notice how bothered you look, I made a bet with myself to see what you’d get.” You just raised an eyebrow at him, not sure how to respond to the very friendly attendant. You ended up just giving him a smile and a sigh.

“Well now you know, though I’m usually a tequila kind of gal, Jin.” You read his nametag. You made a joke like you usually did in awkward situations because of course you have your foot in your mouth. You blushed red as he laughed wholeheartedly placing a cup in front of you. Then he placed another small bottle in front of you, the word ‘tequila’ written on it in all it’s mexican glory and you turned up to give him an amused expression. He just winked at you and moved on.

After a good hour of trying to focus on your work, your mind kept drifting back to the very attractive, very helpful attendant. Every time you heard footsteps, your eyes drifted up on their own to see who was walking by.

Finally it was time for food and your tray arrived with a side of another tequila bottle. You didn’t even look up at him, you couldn’t. The embarrassment only got worse with time as you sat and silently ate your tiny portioned food.

Three hours into the flight all you could think about was how utterly embarrassed you were, you even tried sleeping and failed, but you tried harder this time, avoiding meeting the gaze of any of the cabin crew. After what you could easily tag as centuries, you got up and walked down the aisle to where the crew usually stayed. As you just about the reach your destination, the curtains drew back revealing none other than the very perpetrator. You took in a deep breath and with all the courage you had mustered, walked right into the washroom.

After spending enough time inside to stop the excessive cringing you were doing, you opened the door and was face to face with Jin.

“I was going to knock, you’ve been in there for a while.” His eyebrows were knit together in a clear show of worry, his lips were upturned in a frown, they were the fullest lips you’d ever had the privilege of seeing. You looked up with a face much warmer than it was before.

“Why? Did you think I’d passed out?” His eyebrows knit further, in confusion this time and you instantly felt bad. “I’m sorry, look I’m not an alcoholic or the kind of person who drowns their worries in booze for that matter, I’m not sure what led you on to believe that.” You blurted all in one go, groaning instantly when you realised that you probably sounded drunk to him. You saw his expression clear instead, his eyebrows unknitting.

“I’m-I’m sorry, I was just trying to make you feel better because you looked sad for some reason. I’m so sorry I wasn’t insinuating anything. Oh god!” He groaned, “This is what happens when I try to flirt with a cute passenger, I was just trying to hit on a hot girl and now you hate me.” He was blabbering to himself you realised, your face still went through various shades of red at his progressing banter. He looked at you and instantly covered his mouth, eyes blown out to twice their size.

“I’m sorry I assumed things about you.” You mumbled awkwardly, he rubbed the back of his neck of his neck and smiled at you.

“I’m sorry I said all those things.”He winced like he was in a world of pain. You looked at him with wide eyes.

“No no! They were ni-” You stopped yourself when you realised the implication of it, you were absolutely on fire today. But you saw his lips tug at the sides anyway.

“Let’s start over, I’m Kim Seokjin, I’m about as subtle as a drunk uncle.” He extended his arm with a smile that took your breath away. You offered him your hand and giggled at his strange comparison.

“Seriously, he emphasised, I even make the bad jokes, what do you call a fly without wings?” He looked so genuinely serious that you broke into a fit of laughter. He grinned at you clearly very proud of himself.

5 hours into the flight and you were sitting on your seat grinning like a fool because of a particular cabin crew. He’d keep coming by to give you small things; water, soda and even a toothbrush at one point. The people around you seemed to be all in different phases of annoyed, amused, fascinated and jealous of the interaction but you were enjoying too much to care.

Soon enough the lights went off and everyone was off in deep sleep, you groaned and sat back. You didn’t know why but you could never sleep in flights and you were always thoroughly envious of people who could. After finishing work and trying to watch a movie you decided to stretch your legs and got up to take a quick walk. When you reached the end of the aisle you had a terrible urge to peek through the curtains and see if Jin was busy, after a good moment of contemplating the possible flaws of the plan you decided to just go for it. You poked your head in two find Jin and another attendant talking, they stopped to look at you and smiled politely though Jin’s felt more intimate.

“Can I get a cup of water?” You asked awkwardly, you decided to pretend to have a purpose and not just drop by to say hi. The other guy with him gave a quick reply and offered you a glass.

“Can’t sleep?” Jin asked with a grin. You shook your head and he laughed.

“I can’t sleep on flights.” You answered him honestly with regret in your voice.

“Me neither.” Was his sympathetic reply, you raised your raised your eyebrow at his remark. “Mostly because I have to work though.” He added sheepishly and you laughed so hard he had to remind you that people were sleeping. The other attendant walked away suddenly and you stood there holding an empty glass and wondering if you’d have to go back. Jin filled your cup with some cola and you looked up at him to see him wink at you.

“So what do you usually do when you can’t sleep on long flights?” He asked you.

“I don’t know I just keep fidgeting on my laptop or make conversation, this is my first long flight alone so it’s making me more restless.” You admitted very honestly to him.

“You have me.” He said with a killer smile which you had to take a second to recover from.

“I’m grateful.” You added with only a hint of skepticism in your voice. If he noticed he didn’t point it out. After a while of awkward silence Jin spoke up again.

“So what takes you to Korea? Travel or work?” He asked.

“Work.” You sighed into your glass, “I am being transferred to an office in Seoul.” You looked up him with a half smile.

“That’s great. You’ll love the place!” He said with a screaming whisper. You smiled wider at his excitement.

“Yeah maybe I need to give the place a chance. You never know what’s in store for you right?” You believed your words for the first time. You saw Jin nibble at his lip while staring at the floor.

“I mean I could always show you around.” He looked up with an expectant expression. Your lips parted and your breath stuck there before a response. Jin moved closer, his movement so natural that you wondered if you were imagining it. But soon enough his breath was fanning your face and he pushed a stray strand behind your ear.

“I’m sure there are many things I could show you.” He whispered against your cheek, a rogue whimper slipped past your lips.

“I don’t doubt it.” You whispered back, his lips curled into a smirk so delicious it was almost unfair. If it was even possible, he seemed to move closer.

“Would you like that?” His voice was so tender, yet the stray professionalism remained and for some reason it had your heart thumping in your throat. You had to stop and control your thoughts to remember that he asked a question.

“Like what?” You squeaked out in utter embarrassment. He only smirked, his face pulling so close you stopped breathing till his lips went to your ears.

“Would you like me to tell you the dishonourable thoughts thoughts I’ve been having about you since I saw you?” His words were clear despite the ringing in your ears that was growing. You gathered your courage for what you were about to say.

“I’d rather you show me.” He pulled back and grabbed your hand, guided you to the unoccupied lavatory. You didn’t think it was possible for your heart to beat as fast as it was right now. The anticipation combined with the rush and the fear of being caught was making you feel dizzy and your breathe was already shallow.

There was a moment’s darkness inside before the lock was placed and the small space was lit. In that moment it seemed to occur to you, you were about to do this. He turned with a look in his eyes that seemed to either clear all doubt or leave no room for it. Still your body moved to meet him halfway as after what seemed like too long, his lips met yours.

His lips were soft and so full that your mouth opened on its own. His tongue was warm and demanding in your mouth, your mewls seemed to be filling the small space with more tension as it build slowly.

A sudden jerk thrust you back and if your mouth wasn’t occupied in the moment you probably would have let out a yelp. Your hand moved behind you to grab the counter, both of you breathing heavily.

“Turbulence.” Was all he whispered in your ear before he just nibbled on your ear and you had to bite down on your lip hard to stop the scream stuck in your throat. His voice was raw and there was no professionalism left, you kept repeating that one completely unarousing word in your head and reveled in the effect it had on you, it was just the way his voice said it, the way his very appealing lips brushed against your ears as he said the basic word.

“Fuck.” It was just a natural response to the places your mind was going. You had to chastise it before you got carried away. He pulled back and looked at you with a worried expression.

“It’ll be fine, the weather is just a little off, turbulence is normal in flights over these areas.” You could tell this was a long memorised response to nervous customers.

“I’m fine, I’m not afraid of turbulence. That’s the last thing on my mind I assure you.” You scoffed with a stray grin touching your lips as you looked back on your thoughts from a moment ago. Jin chuckled and placed his forehead on yours.

“What were you thinking about then?” He asked the question like he already knew the answer. Again with a sudden fit of bravery you didn’t know the origin of you pulled in close to him. You heard the breathing seize from him and it made you feel a little power in the moment. You grabbed his bottom lip between your teeth, watching as his eyes closed.

“This.” You answered after you let his lip go, he seemed to still be transfixed by the moment, even with a shaky ‘that was hot’ leaving his lips with a chuckle. You bought caught each other staring and you knew you couldn’t look away. The moment was interrupted by a knock on the door, Jin immediately put a hand on your mouth before you could say anything.

“It’s just me. I’ll sit out the turbulence here.” Jin spoke up like he knew it was one of his fellow cabin crew members. An unconvinced ‘okay’ seemed to prove that, Jin just smirked and proceeded to return the favour your teeth left on his lips before.

When you finally settled back in your seat, you were sure everyone around you knew what you were doing. The person who knocked on the door probably knew, what caught you most off-guard here is how little you cared. You refrained yourself from going back again and decided on watching a movie.

You jerked up when a warm hand landed on your shoulder, confused for a moment before you removed your earphones.

“We’ll be landing shortly, please fasten your seatbelt.” The foreign female voice left a trace of disappointment in your mouth. After this you wouldn’t see Jin again and you didn’t how to feel about it yet.

As you waited patiently in the line that inevitably forms while getting off, you tried not to look around too much and when you finally got to the exit you tried to hide the way your eyes lit up. Jin bowed to the passenger standing before you and his polite smile turned into a grin that made your stomach jump to your throat. He with another female attendant bowed at you and you bowed back. Jin coughed awkwardly and bend down.

“You dropped this ma’am.” He said with a curt voice, you gave him a quizzical stare but took what looked like a boarding pass from his hand nonetheless. He gave you a quick wink that made you blush as you walked out of the flight.

When you finally came out into the airport you unfolded the card and looked it over before finding a number and a scribble of words reading, ‘call me if you really want me to show you around ;)’. You laughed how how he cut out the smiley like you wouldn’t see it but smiled staring at the number, you needed to get a local number soon. You sighed and walked out of the airport knowing that maybe your new life wouldn’t be as bad as you thought.

anonymous asked:

I really hope you are going to continue the outdated Youtube prompt, I'm loving it (if you want, just a casual suggestion) (in fact can you do more please)

(Ive gotten so many request for this, so happy!)

“I’m gonna get fire, I’m going to jai-”

“Then why ya still riding my dick?”

“Sh-shut up.”

Even though Mr. Avidan’s mind was screaming at him to stop and run for the god damn hills, his hips wouldn’t stop.  The way Arin filled him up was addicting and made his body move on it’s own.  Maybe it was the fact how taboo it was or that he just really needed to get laid.

“You look so god damn good,"  Arin muttered as he cupped Mr. Avidan’s cheek. 

The older man loved every bit of praise he could get.  Leaning in to the touch as he rode his students dick.  Arin could come right now just looking at the sight before him.  Tempted to just come in his teachers ass and watch it leak out, marking his territory.
~~~~~~

"You know, you’re music is actually pretty good,” Arin said in the dead silence.

The two had finally put clothes back on and were leaning against Mr. Avidan’s desk on the floor.  In a daze, the older man was staring at the wall, most likely thinking his life over.  The comment made him look at Arin like he said a stupid joke.

“I’m serious.  It made me laugh for like 3 hours straight.  Ask my room mate."  The teachers eyes grew wide.  "I didn’t make him watch the videos, just listened to it.”

“Really tempted to blow your mind right now, cause it’s not like this could get any worse.”

“Lay it on me.”

“You know the ‘up-tight’ physics teacher, Mr. Wecht?"  Arin nodded.  "Ninja Brian.”

The younger man stared at him lack jaw.  “No fucking way.”

“Ya fucking way."  After all that had just happened, he didn’t see any point of talking formally.  "But I better not hear of you trying to seduce him too.  He got a nice wife and the cutest kid.”

“He’s not my type."  Arin muttered as he shyly looked over at his teacher.

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For soul-de-soleil: How I study
{{1st picture is Calculus II notes, 2nd/3rd picture are Physics I notes}}

1. How you write your notes
This is the most important part because you can use the highlighted parts to make notecards or just to browse through your notebook for quick studying or when you’re doing your homework and are looking for something specific (hello run on sentence).
Having effective notes will also save you time on studying (ITS ALL ABOUT EFFICIENCY!! We don’t want to waste our time!!)
My structure for my notes are the same for every class because I created a system that works for however your teacher lectures.
First, I took a dummy notebook to my class for the first lecture or two and took notes with just pen to see how all my teachers lecture (how the present their information).
Then I created a system of more taking. I write the information given in the order I receive it, I just organize it and highlight it accordingly.
Colors:
••••••••••
BLUE = notes (what the teacher says)
ORANGE = examples (usually box entire example so it looks separate from notes bc it is)
PURPLE = vocabulary
GREEN = explanations/things I would normally miss so when I test I know exactly what I should and shouldn’t do. (explanations are usually boxed)
PINK = equations
ANY COLORED PEN = further explanation that will help me when looking back on notes to understand (when I dumb it down or put it into my own words)
STICKY NOTES = when there’s not room left & it’s vital info OR when I have a question

2. Revision (Studying)
I use the following methods because I’m a visual learner:
-Watch multiple youtube videos on subject to familiarize myself with concept so they’re like 2nd nature (I usually do this in bed chillin or in between netflix episodes)
-notecards
-reading through my notebook
-mind maps for each chapter
-equation sheets (since I’m pretty much taking science and math courses & they’re also handy for homework)
-don’t be afraid to get a tutor (I have one for physics). Most universities give an hour or two of tutoring for free so check that out. It’ll save you time on studying.

3. Deeper Revision
I test/quiz myself. I look for online problem or do additional problems out of the book. This helps heaps.

NOTE:
On your problem about committing your life to school because you’re a science major…
As my semester has been passing by, I have actually been dedicating my entire life to school too. It’s just what us science/math majors have to do. BUT our majors are SOOOO worth it. You’ll get higher pay, and get a job that you love, and just have an easier life generally. As I talk to the adults and professionals in my field, they all generally say “It was such hard work, but it’s worth it. It pays off.” Everyone struggles, it’s how you handle it that makes you who you are.

SIDE NOTE: I start my lecture notes from the front of the notebook. And I start my homework from the back of the notebook. So all of my notes are together and all of my homework is together.

anonymous asked:

what happened with skrek tenctacles???

once upon a time I was young and full of life and I made this post telling an anon the guidelines for submitting a quote while on mobile, which essentially boiled down to 

“don’t send in nsfw, don’t send in anything offensive, and don’t send me the entire shrek 3 script”

I said these things like a fool, because I thought I could get away with making a joke instead of asking the anon not to send in overly long quotes like a reasonable, more seasoned mod would have.  at the time I was still soft and new to this quote blog life and had no idea the chaos my simple goof would bring

not an hour later, tumblr user @raindigo sent me the ENTIRE shrek 3 script and I proclaimed her my lifelong nemesis (all in good fun, mind you), hoping we could all laugh and that would be that

it did not end there  

I received many, MANY more messages about shrek and began to tag them with #the shrektacle (shrek + spectacle) so uninterested parties could block it to their hearts’ content.  this event was so memorable (similar to furisiting) that every once in a while I get messages like the one you saw today from people who either A) want to revive the shrektacle, or B) just happen to associate me with shrek and feel the urge to share their shrek-related stories 

Stargate: SG-1  — Season 3  {Sentence Starters}

  • “Can you walk on that?“
  • “You sure you’re up to this?“
  • “Well, fancy that. We’re famous.“
  • “I’m feeling much better, thank you.”
  • “Your insolence is music to my ears.“
  • “This…is the infamous Tuna Torture.“
  • “If you don’t mind treating my wound…?”
  • “Look, I’m sick of laying around. Help me up.“
  • “It’s just a deep bleeding gash, but it’ll be fine.“
  • “Thank you, that… doesn’t make me feel better.“
  • “Well, that certainly makes life more interesting.”
  • “You’ve been at this for 24 hours. You need rest.“
  • “I will reveal nothing. You may begin torturing me.“
  • “And that information could save your life one day.“
  • “That would hardly make a good trap, now, would it?“
  • “Oh my. There is a distinct lack of optimism in this room.“
  • “Why are you so quick to jump to the conclusion I’m crazy?“
  • “Is that a ‘money back if you’re not completely alive’ guarantee?“
  • “It’s death or me. Me or death. You’ve got to decide. Me or death.“
  • “Apparently we said hello, insulted each other, and broke for recess.“
  • “The next time I feel the urge to help someone, feel free to give me a swift kick.”
  • “You are an idiot every day of the week. Why couldn’t you have taken one day off?”
  • “Now, it’s not a demon. It’s demonesque I’ll grant you, but it’s just a big, ugly creature.”
  • “It’s ‘Go to hell’ actually. Which, by the way, is a very rude thing to say to a person offering you a sandwich.”
  • “You ever seen one of these things work? 'Cause there’s nothing more I would like to do right now than demonstrate.“
  • “I’d like to apologize in advance for anything I may say, or do, that could be construed as offensive, as I slowly go NUTS.”
  • “There’s something you should know before you start shooting and killing and ruining what could be the start of a beautiful friendship…”
Just; C.H. 7

A/N: Smutty smut smut. Oh, might include some smut!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 

I’ve been wandering the house for half an hour since arriving, only three cups of ‘surprise alcohol’, as Michael calls it, in my system and I’m glad about that. Luke already popped by to welcome me and introduce me to his lovely girlfriend. I didn’t even know he was currently seeing someone. I thought all of them were single to you know, enjoy the goods in life. Sherilyn couldn’t join me tonight as she was driving back an hour to meet up with her parents, but I don’t mind hanging out alone. I’m leaning against the wall, looking outside on the first floor to the twinkling lights of candles the boys had lit to light up the backyard. 

“Y/n, lovely to see you here. And in such lovely attire.” Calum whispers into my ear and I can’t help but chuckle, turning my head so his lips would almost touch my cheek. “I got forced. Nothing as fun. Hi Calum.” I grin, the little amount of alcohol coursing through my veins giving me the right amount of light headedness and confidence to press my back against Calum’s front. I already felt that tonight would be different. I didn’t know in what prospect that was going to be when I left my home, but I have the slightest feeling I’m going to do something dumb and crazy tonight.

Calum groans in my ear, one arm shielding us from the rest of the party, leaning against the wall as the other hand grips my hip. “You’re taunting me.”

“Maybe I am. What are you doing about it?” I smirk, letting my head rest on his shoulder, bottom lip pulled between my teeth, Calum’s hand resting on my lower stomach, pressing me closer to him. And there it is, the stupid and crazy. I amaze myself.

All of a sudden Calum whips me around and my back is flat against the wall, his large body shielding mine from wandering eyes. His lips are mere centimetres from mine, the skin lightly touching. “I’m going to fuck you senseless.”

His words go immediately to my core, my hips stuttering against the wall as I press my lips roughly to Calum’s, my hands fisting his shirt tightly in my hands to draw him closer. 

His thigh is pressed between my legs and I can’t help but rub my dampened knickers against his jeans clad thigh for some friction. Calum had been the source of my wet dreams for months now and I hadn’t been this needing in ages. 

“You’re dripping wet, aren’t you?” Calum breathes against my skin, his hand cupping my core over my underwear below my tight dress. “Oh, you are.” He hums and I let my hands raise to play with the curls on the nape of his neck, riding his hand to give me the friction I’m craving. 

“Tell me you want to. Please.” Calum sounds as desperate as I feel, my breathing momentarily stopped when his thumb presses on my clit through my knickers. 

“Fuck me Calum.” I breathe, my teeth sinking into his bottom lip, slowly pulling back and letting it pop before I open my eyes and meet his lustful gaze. He cups my bum and swiftly opens his bedroom to our left, pushing me in before slamming my body against the closed door. 

My dress is thrown across the room in a jiffy and I rid him of his shirt while roaming his torso. Calum steps away from me with a wink, undressing himself completely as I am granted with his naked behind before he lays down and I see his erection in all his glory. “Fuck.”

“Ride me.” Calum commands and his asserted dominance goes straight to my core, my drenched knickers colliding with Calum’s bedroom floor. His naked body is on full display, his cocky smirk drawing me in as I crawl onto his lap and coat his hardened cock with my arousal, drawing a moan from Calum’s plump pink lips. 

“Don’t tease, Y/n.” Calum aligns himself with my opening and I sink down, a loud moan leaving my lips as I throw my head back, enjoying the fullness he grants me. His large hands come up to cover my breasts and give them a firm squeeze before fumbling with my erect nipples. 

I swivel my hips, feeling my rapid heartbeat pulsing through my clit as my finger nails dig into Calum’s abdomen. It drags a loud groan from his lips, head thrown back as his fingertips press roughly into the skin near my hips. 

“Oh, a tiny pain kink?” I let the words rumble in my chest, pressing down onto his cock so he fills me up completely. As I come back up, a loud, unexpected moan leaves my lips as Calum’s hand roughly comes into contact with my ass and I feel his handprint burn against my flesh. 

“I’m not the only one, am I baby?” Calum moans as I buck my hips involuntarily, trying to rub my oversensitive clit against his pelvic bone to send me over the edge rapidly. 

“You like dirty talk?” Calum questions as his hands roughly cup my cheeks, squeezing them and guiding my hips along his cock to his wishes. 

I can only whimper and let out a tiny moan, arching my back and giving Calum a full view of my bouncing breasts. “Oh baby I thought about you fucking yourself on my cock, you’re so tight… Come on, show me what you can do with those hips.” Calum groans, a short tap on my ass urging me to pick up my pace. 

“Oh Calum, I - hmm..” I throw my head back, nails scratching down Calum’s torso and that seems to be the moment he loses it. He throws me off and I land next to him on my stomach, his large frame hovering over mine within a second before his hands cup my hips again and haul them into the air. 

“The only thing you’ll be able to do after is scream my name.” He growls, his hand colliding with my bum again before he slams into me, a loud groan leaving my lips which turn into high pitched moans as soon as he picks up the pace. 

“Calum please, - please.” I beg him, my hands clutching the sheet covering the mattress for leverage. His hand leaves my hips to disappear between my legs, his pointer finger roughly pushing against my clit before he draws right figured shapes. I’m certain I have never moaned, writhed and begged as much as I am right now. 

“Cal - Oh I -” I bury my face in the mattress as my orgasm washes over me, my hands clutching the sheets as Calum’s body envelopes mine, his hands resting on top of mine as his hips stutter, his orgasm leaving his body in strings of white. 

“Fuck Y/n.” Calum breathes against my neck, heating up the skin as I feel his heart hammer against my back. I moan again and press my bum against his crotch, feeling his soft cock slip out of me and leaving me with an empty feeling. 

“Seriously? Already?” Calum breathlessly laughs, air blowing against the shell of my ear. 

I answer by pressing my bum against his already hardening cock again, a groan leaving Calum’s lips. I didn’t expect him to be ready for another go, but feeling his half erect cock press against my behind again promised me an eventful night.
“You horny little shit. God I’m getting hard again, please Y/n stop.” Calum swivels his hips against my bum, causing a delicious friction that causes me to match his actions. “More, Cal. Please.“ 

I feel my arousal drip, causing Calum to stutter against my hot flesh before he curses loudly. "Fuck it.” He flips me over and roughly presses our lips together as he lowers his body back onto mine. 

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I breathe out loudly when the first ray of sunlight kisses my skin, slowly turning around in the soft, heaven-like bed. Seeing as how we went for a round two until the early morning, I knew that was the cause of my sore body. I should get the fuck out of here very soon, I’m not in the mood to see in which way he’ll throw me out. And I have the slightest feeling he will.

His arm resting on top of my naked stomach is kind of comforting, although it gives a false feeling of affection. His breathing his shallow, his lips slightly parted. He has this angel-like glow to him, his tan and tattoos almost glistening in the early sunlight. I take a deep breath, rolling onto my side, sliding one leg out of the bed. I’m stopped when Calum’s arm tightens around my waist and he hauls me back in.

“Where ’re you going?” He mumbles against my naked shoulder, his outstretched hand ghosting over my warm skin to rest between my breasts. “Out before your frat wakes up.” I merely state, biting my tongue as I stay faced away from him. I hope he’d ask me to stay. But Calum never does. And I know.

He starts to slowly kiss along my shoulder blade, my eyelids feeling heavy as his hand starts exploring, soothing motions covering my whole skin. A contented sigh leaves my lips and I press my full body flush against his, his fingers digging into the tender flesh near my hips.
“Don’t. You should probably get going. Ash likes to wake up early.”

He simply retracts his touch and turns onto his back, waiting for me to leave his bed. I’m flabbergasted by his sudden mood swing and I can’t help but let disappointment and regret of last night be evident on my features.
“Are you serious?” I somewhat try to keep my bewilderment at bay but I’m positive it shines through, Calum’s eyes glancing from my naked breasts up to the frown set on my face.
“You said it yourself.” He states as he rubs his stomach with one hand, the other resting behind his head.

So many emotions overwhelm me all at once that I decide to keep my mouth shut, roughly pulling my dress over my hips, sliding my arms through the designated holes and stepping into my vans.
Calum tries to start conversation a few times, but a scoff from me is enough to shut him up every single time he makes an attempt. I yank my phone off of his night stand and he sits up, the sheets falling off of his torso, only just covering his lower parts. The scratches my nails had left in their wake are still a prominent red against his tan skin, following his V-lines towards his hidden member.

“I’ll call you later.” Calum offers as I lay my hand onto the handle, my fingers clutching the metal until my knuckles turn white. The amount of times I had heard my brother say that to a girl that had spent the night, is unbelievable. Those were empty words time after time.
“Don’t bother. I’m sure you say that to all girls.” I throw him a glare over my shoulder before slamming the door behind me so hard I’m sure Luke, being in the next room over, just fell out of his bed from impact. He surprised me to say the least.

Part 8

Birthdays (M)

requested.

genre: slight smut / fluff / humor (?)
characters: three words. jeon. fucking. jungkook.
word count: 6740

a very special present from a very drunk jungkook ; what else do you need in life? :)

a/n: one of my first and favorite requests!! i hope you like it anon ^^ its also 3:31 am and i should be sleeping @kenwayer27​ IM SORRY idk if the last parts made any sense i was kinda drifting off UGH ;; 

Originally posted by minpuffs


Birthdays had never really meant much to you, to be honest. It was just another set of continuous hours, another day out of 365 days. Never once, had you silently wished yourself a happy birthday when the clock strikes midnight, the tick-tocks of the second hand echoing in your newly aged mind that never exactly felt any different; never once had you longed terribly for something significant on your “special day” – be it a gift of some sort, a nice congratulatory wish, or even that one particular person

This was probably the reason why you were so overwhelmed, because never once had you imagined your eighteenth birthday to be so disastrously yet so completely fucking incredible that you nearly prayed for your next birthday to be just around the corner.

Rather, you almost hoped that every single day was your birthday.

Almost.

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anonymous asked:

> :3 lotor lying on hunk's stomach for hours, telling him about his day, as hunk plays with his hair

hEY NONNY, LIsten, I tried but this was the only thing I could see in my mind at the idea of lotor “telling him about his day” LOL. Lotor is one of the Plastic Bitches you meet in school and he’s lucky to have a bf who just finds it hilarious.

I’ll Always Be Here - Jeffmads

Author’s Note: Mon ami! This will get you in the feels if you are a hardcore Jeffmads fan, this took and hour or so to write because I cannot spell for the life of me haha but prepare yourself for a part two tomorrow ill be posting other stories later today. Don’t forget to send suggestions!! Here is my prompt list ill be glad to satisfy your needs! <3

Word Count: 1168 (get used to it bbys I will always write 1000 or more words <3)

Warning: Some swearing and depressing thoughts

Prompt: None, all from my little mind :)


After a hard long day in class, Thomas felt like his legs were about to give up on him and he would collapse, he wasn’t feeling all that well either. He wasn’t even that excited to debate with Alexander today. He just wanted to go home. So, he did. He told his debate teacher, Mr. Benshon that he wasn’t feeling well and went home immediately. James finished his classes already so he was already in their dorm room, attempting to make the perfect mac and cheese meal just like Thomas’s. The door sung open sometime after he gave up and grabbed some cereal.

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You’ve imprinted on me,
And without you I’m still complete,
But I don’t feel whole,
And life takes its toll.

The emptiness without you,
It could split my heart in two,
And I don’t know how life is supposed to flow, too.

I love you with my being,
My whole, my every fiber,
Like a coin flipped on its edge,
There’s no need for a decider.

I know we’re supposed to be together,
And if it exists, with you, I’d spend forever.
But without you I don’t feel free,
Because you’ve imprinted on me.

You’ve imprinted on me,
Like a smile goes with glee,
Like a laugh goes with happiness,
But I’m an empty room full of mess.

Because you’ve imprinted on me,
And without you I’m still complete,
But I don’t feel safe,
When you’re missing from my space.

Without your love I don’t feel fine,
I’m waiting for a call or a message or a sign,
And I know we belong together, there’s no doubt in my mind.

There’s no more honest truth,
Then when I say I’m in love with you,
You’re my peanut, I’m your monkey,
Because you’ve imprinted on me.

—  S.R.P
-for my Peanut, my love, my life. You’ve imprinted yourself on my heart and in my soul, and when you’re gone, it feels like the home you made in my chest is empty.
Love from your Monkey