the first gif kills me

i fuckn love them
its based from a fanfic i read
they were at 7/11 at 1 am and like michael my dorky babe was trying to flirt with him
they got kicked out tho cuz i mean the worker thought that they were planning to somehow sleep infront of the 7/11
idk i really love them

also i am struggling so much i have finals this monday and i just dont want to study
the only reason why i made this was because i really didnt want to study
god please have mercy on me

by Lindsay Smith

I will rule for a thousand years, and none shall defy my reign.

I am the sole queen of these lands. Sole heir to the winter and the forests and the streams, sole arbiter of the echoing city streets of stone. So many would keep me from my throne, my true calling. But I have earned my place. I have shown them all what it means to rule.

It started with my sister. From my first hazy memories I remember her shadow weighing down on me, stifling my every move. “One day one of you must rule,” our father said to us, night after night when we gathered at his feet. “If it must be one of you, then I will be the one to choose.”

How could we learn to be sisters with such a decree? All I wanted was a friend, someone to look up to, someone to whisper to at night to keep the darkness away. But I learned quickly that that was only the surest path to her scorn. She saw me as weak, as foolish, as younger. I would reach out to her to pull me up and she would shove me right back down. I would show her my weakness and she would pry it open wide, ragged and bloody.

I didn’t realize the significance, at first, of what our father wanted us to become. Didn’t know what it meant to be queen, or why it was something worth fighting for. But as I learned from my sister, I learned to covet it, to hunger for it so fiercely that everything else tasted dried out and dull. She wanted to rule so that all would obey her. I wanted to rule so she could not.

The first time she tried to kill me, it was my nurse who gave it away. She woke me up in the dead of night and bundled me into a closet, told me not to make a noise no matter what followed. Then the guards came, swords drawn, visors lowered. They were only boys infatuated with my sister, but at the time everyone seemed impossibly old to me, unstoppably strong. I feared them, but I believed my nurse invincible too.

They taught me, quickly, how wrong I was.

After that, my father sent me to the country for a spell. Armed guards, a fleet of tutors, and an ailing count who watched over me with a gaze like sharpened knives. Sometimes the threats came in letters that the count would burn before he thought I could read them. Sometimes, It was assassins in the night.

Worst of all, though, were the long silences. The heaviness of her inaction dragging me to the bottom, drowning me. I never knew when the next assault would come for me.

Slowly, finally, I could wait no longer.

I found the woman in the country market, slender fingers grazing over her wares of pewter charms and crystals and bundled flowers. Her skin was smooth, her hair like silk, and when she looked my way, I saw the kiss of winter in her eyes.

“You look troubled,” she said, and the words wrapped around me like a soft breeze. “You look far too troubled for someone your age.”

I looked away then, ashamed to be so young. If I was older, if I was cleverer, I wouldn’t have to be sent away. I could prove myself worthy of the crown. I could beat my sister for good, beat her just enough that she’d never need attack me again. How foolish, that I thought winning once would be enough.

“Come closer.” She swept her hand over her goods. “Perhaps I might ease some of your pain.”

I started to meet with her every time I could sneak away from the count’s estate. It wasn’t often, but her lessons in the ways of magic filled me up with a sustenance I didn’t know I craved. I wanted to be her, to share her easy confidence and capability, to bend the world toward me with a subtle call the way she did. Her poultices cleared away blemishes and made water drinkable, but they also could boil blood, shatter bones, freeze a pond. She let me practice these skills as though they were interchangeable. She let me build on them, stringing them together like beads on a necklace, as I practiced on the woods beyond her hut.

The more power I gained, the more I sought. At long last, I understood the hunger in my sister’s belly. For now, I hungered too.

“You have a keen mind for magic,” she told me, when I worked something particularly cruel on a sparrow we found feasting on her garden. “A cruel mind. But I think a girl like you has to be cruel.”

“My sister is cruel. I just wish to survive.”

“Then I hope I’ve equipped you well,” she said. “Be like the wintervine. Feast on cold, on nothingness. For they have given you nothing. Use it to sprout your ice, your thorns.”

I looked at the wintervine where it flourished in the ice, and I felt its loneliness, its stubbornness, its scorn.

At long last I was of age, and my father sent for me once more. The time to choose was drawing near, but, he confided, in some ways he feared us both. His kingdom needed a decisive leader, yes, a sturdy leader, but compassion, too, he said, was called for. He did not see that he’d been the one to rob us of that. He didn’t see the dark seeds he’d planted in both our minds take hold.

My sister began her attempts anew, but this time, I was ready.

The first men she sent to kill me simply disappeared. They became nothing more than char burned into the cobbles of my bedroom floor. The next, though, I made sure she saw, their flayed corpses piled at the palace gates. Cruelty was my reflex, now, and each test made it stronger still.

“You cannot beat me,” she hissed, over a banquet table while our father entertained. “I deserve this. I will earn this.”

She cut her steak with a furious scrape of knife and fork. The noise grated at my soul. When was the last time she had shown kindness? It had been carved out of her, if it had ever been there at all.

Father wanted to make one of us a queen. He wanted someone compassionate. Maybe compassion was still in me; maybe not.

But it would never be in her.

As she swallowed, the lump of meat grew thorns. I could almost feel it myself as I directed it, as it swelled inside her throat, tore its way through her flesh. She gagged and choked, and I imagined she gagged and choked on all the hatred she’d let fester for years and years.

I wanted the coldness, the loneliness I felt to be visible to everyone. I wanted those thorns.

Frost sprouted from my fingertips and webbed across the banquet table. She scrabbled for a goblet of wine to try to wash the meat down, but everything turned cold. A guard stepped forward—but she deserved no kindness, no comfort. I never felt her embrace, so why should she feel the same? He withered, cold and empty, before he could reach her.

“What is the meaning of this?” my father cried. “Stop this at once!”

But the cold was radiant, alive now, warming me even as it drew warmth away from everything. The dark thorns in my sister’s throat flourished, drinking up the cold, and twined their way across the table to wrap around everyone’s limbs. My breath hung in the air before me as I stood, untouched, unsnared by the darkness and frost.

I had to beat her. I could not let her win.

And if I could feel no warmth, no freedom without her darkness over me, then neither could anyone.

I do not remember what came next, but it did not come for a long time. Icicles hung from the chandeliers; black thorns sprouted from the walls. All was still and glistening and cold. I walked through the hall like a phantom, soundless, for it was how I felt. But I was all that remained of my sister’s hatred. I was her greed given form.

And I will rule for a thousand years. With this cruelty beating inside me, my sister’s words, her greed, her anger—with the coldness she left inside me—I will rule for a thousand more.

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   (x Kol & Rebekah Mikaelson)


(Events happen a few months after TVD 8.16 and right after TO 4.02 …
Kai and Reader are having fun at the Mystic Grill when some old friends of Reader show up. Kai gets jealous and … - keep reading to find out :P )

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It was around 7PM , Kai and Y/N were at the (surprisingly empty) Mystic Grill sitting at the bar drinking and laughing. Y/N had challenged Kai to do tequilla shots. He always told her she doesn’t want to see him on tequilla which only made her want to see it more. Downside was as vampires their alchohol tollerance was higher than the ones human have , so they kept drinking. So far Kai was winning. Y/N looked at him , smiling. Kai grinned back and put his hand on her waist leaning in to whisper in her ear “You will loooose.” before kissing her neck.
“Even when I lose , I still win..” she had replied to him.
Suddenly Y/N felt someone’s presense close by. At first she thought it was the alchohol getting to her but then …
“Hey there , Trouble.” Y/N heard a familiar voice with an accent and froze in place completely stunned. There was only one person who called her that. Kai looked at her and then at the surprise visitor. Slowly she turned around and when Y/N saw who it was ,  a wide smile spread on her face.
“Kol ?” she leaped from her seat and wrapped her hands around the new comer. Kai finished his drink , he wasn’t happy they had been interrupted but tried to hide it.
“Oh my God ! How are you back ? I thought I’d never see you again after the Other Side disappeared…“ Y/N said excitedly.
“Mother dearest pulled me and my brother Finn back before it collapsed. Of course ,you know how my family is - she came back from the dead and tried to kill us again. …"Kol trailed off. Y/N’s eyes widened.
Kai cleared his throat and both Y/N and Kol turned towards him. Y/N took a step closer to Kai and he wrapped his hands around her , the look on his face clearly stating ‘Hands off. She belongs with me.’
“Sorry.” Y/N apologised to Kai , kissing his cheek. “Kai , this is my very good friend -”
“Best friend.” Kol interrupted.
Y/N smiled , “My BEST friend Kol Mikaelson. He is an Original vampire.” Kol smiled and nodded at Kai who pulled Y/N even closer to him. “Kol , this is Kai Parker … my boyfriend.”
Kai outstretched his hand , Kol doing the same and they shook hands ,  a few moments  longer than normal. Y/N took a deep breath… The situation was getting more and more awkward by the moment. Her eyes darted between Kai and Kol , there was a tension building in the air and she had to think fast before any of them did something stupid but before she had had the chance to speak …
“So , Kai … ” Kol started saying as he took the seat on the other side of Y/N “I hope you are treating Y/N with respect…” he said trailing off. “Because if you aren’t - ”
Clearly Kol’s time away hadn’t changed him at all. He had always acted like Y/N was his little sister , ready to protect her from whatever or whoever would ever want to hurt her.
"Don’t be mean Kol.” said a female voice. Behind him had walked in another old friend of Y/N… well , more like frenemy.  "I am sure if he had tried to hurt her in any way, Damon would’ve ripped his head off. You know how protective the vampires here are over their human friends.“  Rebekah said reaching behind the bar to grab a bottle with bourbon. Y/N and Kai exchanged looks.
"Hello Y/N … Y/N’s boyfriend.” Rebekah said nodding towards Kai who gave her a small smile in response.
Y/N tensed.  "Rebekah … long time.“ she said pausing for a second. "What are you doing here ? Looking for Matt ?”
“Not exactly but it would be nice to see him. Where is he ?”
“You might wanna try the police station.Ask for sheriff Donovan.” Y/N said shifting uncomfortably.
Kai whispered in Y/N’s ear “You OK?” Y/N only nodded turning her attention back to the Mikaelsons. Clearly Y/N wasn’t OK. The girl , Rebekah made her feel uncomfortable for some reason.
“Any particular reason you both decided to drop by ? Kol being here - I like … You ? Not so much.”  Y/N said , her voice slightly trembling.
Rebekah visibly got angry by the remark and reached for Y/N’s neck but Kol pulled her back as Kai quickly pushed Y/N behind him.
“Sister .. calm down. You don’t want to cause a scene , do you Bex ?” Kol said calmly.

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3/∞ doddle series (x)

for @asensihoe

First Time (Jimin) also this is my first smut I hope you like it ♡ (This is not my gif)

Song For Smut - Wild Ones by Bahari (I made Jimin speak improper because he’s still learning English and I want it as realist as possible)

After Jimin went in the bathroom to freshen up, I decided to play Kill Bill so we could both watch with Sub Titles. After about 10 minutes through the movie the boy came out with no shirt and black basketball shorts.
His 6 pack and tattoos were visible and my breath hitched, i could feel my face turning red as he started to turn off the lights and lay in bed next to me. He pulled me on to his lap and started to watch the movie with me.
During the 30 minute mark he started to kiss down my neck with his plump lips, I’ve never felt like this so my reaction was different. I stopped breathing and held on to his wrist as they were rubbing my inner thighs and going higher.
Then he started to bite down on my neck and I let out a moan, I didn’t know something so little could take over me like this. My thighs were trembling as his hand snakes up near my heat.
He went in my panties and started to rub my clit, I let out a loud moan because I’ve never played or done anything with myself and it felt weird but so good. “You’re so wet.” Jimin whispered in my ear while biting down on it. After a few moments of his fingers, he pulled them out and started to lick them one by one “You taste better than what I think” he said.
He then pulled you off his lap and laid you on the bed while he was on top of you. He began to kiss you, he lips were plump and wet, the heat raiding off of his body felt amazing on top on mines. He started to grind down on me so I could feel his erection through his shorts, I don’t think he has on underwear so I blushed even more.
I started to meet his movements with grinding and it felt so good, I pulled his hair down so he could come even closer if that was possible.
He then pushed my hips down from meeting his, I whimpered but he said “No baby let me do work.” while smirking. He then started kissing down my neck and leaving marks. I’ve never felt like this in my life, I was so high on nirvana to where I felt like I couldn’t come down.
He then started to lift up shirt but stopped suddenly to look me in the eyes for permission, I closed my eyes and nodded ready to show him all of me. When he lifted up my tank top and took it off, he saw I was wearing my purple bra and tried to take it off. I began to giggle and I unclasped it myself but covered up my breast with my hands.
“It’s okay everywhere is beautiful of you.” Jimin said. When ever he would talk to me in English it showed me how much he really cares about this relationship. I feel like I could trust him so I let him take my hands away from breast and he just starred at them. He then looked up again and you nodded he grabbed the and just played with them along with my nipples. He then pushed me down again and started kissing my neck again and the sensation rolled over me.
He kissed down my chest and kissed both of my nipples and I shivered from the different feeling. He started kissing my tummy all the way down giving me hickeys. He then stopped at my shorts and took them off to see my blue boy shorts, he looked up and licked his lips, I nodded and he took off my underwear.
The cold air went straight to my heat and I got goosebumps. Then I felt Jimin kissing and sucking my thighs leaving marks, “Jimin.. tha-that feels s-so good.” I whimpered grabbing his hair. I felt him smirking on my thighs.
The next thing changed me, his tongue took a long stripe up my heat and licking slowly up and down. “Oh my god!” I yelled my fingering pulling on his hair while my thighs were trembling. He sucked hard on my clit which caused me moan loudly, then he hummed around the sensitive nub. My toes curled and arched my back while I moaned out his name, he then left the little nub alone and started focusing on my slits.
He stuck his warm tongue past them and started to lick my walls, I clenched around his tongue biting my lip. “You like that baby?” Jimin asked pulling away from your heat while smirking. You nodded and lifted your hips because you wanted to feel the pleasure take over you again.
Jimin saw what you were trying to do and started to suck and your clit. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you were on pure ecstasy, then the next thing he did shocked you. You felt his finger go past you slits and it stung, you whimpered from the pain and also from him licking you.
He pulled off and started to kiss up your stomach leaving hickeys and then started to kiss you lips. You could taste yourself when he stuck his tongue in your mouth, his finger started to feel good so you moaned out “Add more please” and he smirked against your lips and added two fingers, not one but two. “That hurts Jimin.” You whispered while scrunching your face, you are a virgin so it hurted opening yourself up for the first time. “Sorrey, sorrey, it’ll be quicker.” He said while peppering me with kisses and placed his hand on my cheek. I smiled at how worried he looked, we were staring in each other’s eyes that where filled with so much love.
After a few more minutes of fingering and lip locking I told him that I think I’m ready. Jimin pulled his fingers out and looked me in the eyes, caressing my cheek “I know I’m not very good but, I care a lot for you and want you to.. Ugh.. Be okay with taking this 내가 당신을 사랑하기 때문에.” He said closing his eyes at the end. “I do I trust you, everything will be okay.” I said kissing his lips. He then stood up and took his shorts off which showed his erection. My eyes were wide because it was bigger than I imagined. He then got a condom out of the dresser and handed it to me. I gave him a questionable look and he asked if I could but it on, I was honestly scared about touching him there but I mean it’s going to be inside me. He started to get back in bed and stood on his knees, it was near my face and I froze. He started to laugh “Haha, just kidding” and took the condom out of my hand and put it on himself.
He then laid me back down, and put his erection inside of me. I cried out in pain and pulled him closer to me thinking it was take away the pain in some type of way. A tear rolled down my face as he pulled out a little and went back in, his face was kissing my neck since I pulled him there so he didn’t know I was crying. He then pulled away from my neck to look at my face, his facial expression changed and he seemed scared “Baby, i-I’m sorry… I-I stop” he said almost pulling out. “No, it’s okay it always hurts the first time right.” I said smiling through the pain. I wanted this, I wanted him to take my innocence from me, not anyone else because… I think I love him. We’ve never said I love you to each other so I was scared to tell him, because what if he’ll reject me, I’ll be horrible. He agreed and started moving again, after 10 minutes of slow thrust the pain started to go away and it started to feel good to me. “Faster please” I moaned out while scratching his back. His thrust started to go fast and he was a moaning reck. He pulled away from my neck to look at my face, his hair is sticking to his face while sweating and his muscles flexing from the powerful thrust. You moaned out in pain as he constantly hit your g-spot, the only thing you could think of is how much you loved him. “Jimin, t-this feels amazing” you moaned loudly arching your back. All Jimin could do was stare in your eyes, he pushed the hair out of your face as his thrust became weaker, you started to sweat even more as the bottom of you stomach began to feel weird, and before you knew it, you were having a oragasm. You screamed out Jimin’s name and arched your back.
It was the most powerful thing you’ve ever felt your head spinning in pure joy as you felt warmer. The next thing you know Jimin is screaming your name and slowly collapsing on you, his head is on your chest breathing heavy while you played with his hair. “You beautiful” Jimin said drawing patterns on your body with his fingers, you blushed and thanked him. He pulled off you and laid next to you, you turned facing him to see his hair all over the place and his eyes very dopy. “Thank you for being my first.” You said and places your head on his chest. “And I love you.” You whispered hoping he didn’t hear you.
“I love you too.” He whispered back. You smilied with pure joy and looked up at him, but he was already looking down at you like you were the most important thing in the world.

My Lovely Angel

gif is not mine

Title: My Lovely Angel

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Word Count: 866

Warnings: fluff

A/N: This was requested by an anon! I hope you all enjoy! I love you all so much!

Lucifer met you not by destiny, but by chance.  He wasn’t supposed to meet you, but he was fortunate enough to have met you.  He liked that you never tried to change him from the moment you met him.  You didn’t judge him for who, or what, he was.  That’s what attracted him to you in the first place.  The more he ran into you, the more he started to have feelings for you.

It was when he saw you for the tenth time that he made his feelings for you known.  He was glad to know that you felt the same way.  With you being an angel, he felt unsure about you, but then he would find himself anticipating your next meeting.  After a while, he learned to ignore those feelings of doubt.

“[Y/N],” Lucifer called from the bushes behind the playground.  “I was hoping you’d get a vacation soon.  Aren’t you tired of that painfully white ‘oasis’ yet?”

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Request: “i’m a tattoo artist and you’ve never gotten a tattoo so i sorta have to pop your needle cherry not that i’m complaining” au

A/N: First off, that gif is killing me and I thought it’d be nice to use as the cover ‘art’ for this fic because why not? Adam is hot and just look how nice his hair is! Thanks @glitterbras​ for the request, I think I went a little overboard…anyways, enjoy! [GIF NOT MINE]

Word Count: 2.6K+

Warning: A few curse words.


“Are you sure about this?” Rey asked as she looked over from the drivers seat, you fiddling with your thumbs as you sure as hell weren’t sure about this, but it was what you wanted and you’ve been dying to get a tattoo. “I mean, you don’t have to do it just because Poe, Finn, and I have one, we don’t mind-”

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