the last buzz

Totally Canon™ Couples that we were denied due to heteronormativity:

- woody and buzz

- timon and pumbaa

- baloo and bagheera

- the roman soldier and the cowboy from night at the museum

please feel free to reblog and add more obviously gay couples from children’s media

Happy Hour

Originally posted by littlepawz

Yesterday was very productive. So, I present drunken handsy Leonard, I hope I did it justice.

3,950 word(s) of drunk handsy Leonard, and it ends with smut.

Beta’d by: @bkwrm523


Tags of people who showed interest: @imoutofmyvulcanmind @pinkamour1588 @feelmyroarrrr @yourtropegirl @pinkfrogbreathing @girl-next-door-writes @daybreak96 @the-witching-hours12-3

You were running late. You were the last to finish your shift that day. Jim and Leonard had suggested a final night out before heading out on another long space mission. You had tried to turn them down, several times. You weren’t that big of a drinker, and honestly, you just wanted to sleep. You finally had to relent; it was the only way to get any relief from their constant begging for you to join them.

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English Teacher (Taehyung one-shot smut)

Originally posted by taedamn

A/N: Sorry it took so long! I will edit it later :) This is for anon

Summary: You’re BTS’s English teacher but one of your students has been giving you a little trouble. 

Word count: 3k ?

Genre: Smut

Pairing: You x Taehyung

Warnings: Smut, swearing, risk of getting caught, inappropriate behaviour ;)

You were absolutely certain your dress wasn’t this short when you left home this morning. You’re imagining things… it’s not your dress, it’s Taehyung. Being around him always left you feeling so… exposed.

It’s been 6 months since you started teaching the BTS members English and there’d been no problems, in fact, it was the best job you’ve ever had- especially compared to your last one. Okay… there might be one problem, but, it’s not really a problem… only a slight discomfort. No big deal or anything, definitely not something you spend any time thinking about.

You were attracted to Taehyung.

Okay, but who wasn’t? All of the boys are attractive. But, like, you were really really attracted to him.

Maybe it was because of his soft, dark hair and how good it looked against his sun-kissed skin. Or maybe it was his big eyes and how they glistened… maybe it was his tall, toned body or how hard he tried to improve his English. Or, it was how close he would sit next to you during your lessons, so much closer then any of the other members. Maybe it was how good he smelt or how your skin felt when his leg brushed against yours or when his big hand patted your knee out of excitement when he got one of your questions right. Maybe it was how dominant he was with the other members and you couldn’t stop thinking about him being dominant with you…

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What's On The Board - Stiles Stilinski [Smut]

Author: @dumbass-stilinski​ and @writng-obrien

Character(s): Mieczyslaw Stilinski/Reader

Word Count: 5377

Notes. This was a collab. with @dumbass-stilinski​ and we’ve got Oral (both receiving), fingering, face-riding, mentions of nudity and dirty talk.

Originally posted by my-wounded-innocence

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Silent [M]

Request: Hoseok smut where you’re in the dorm and have to be quiet omg I’m dead at the thought. pls 👏🏼

A/n: I dedicate this to @chokemejimin / @the95liner for reaching 20k. and I also would like to dedicate this to all my Hobi babes. there are too many of you to tag haha

Genre: SMUT, Dom!Hoseok, breath play

Words: 2.6kish

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

You moaned as your back sank into the mattress. Your tired body welcomed the softness with open arms, grateful that Hoseok had convince you to buy a mattress cover. You pulled his sweatshirt over your face and breathed in the comfort. If you couldn’t be near him, at least you could smell him.

The two of you hadn’t spend a lot of time together as he has spent every waking hour in the practice studio preparing for his comeback and you were swamped with trying to balance school and your waitressing job. You missed him, more than you wanted to admit. Most nights you spent playing phone tag, hoping that both of you would be awake at the same time.

Like clockwork, your phone went off. You reached for your phone only to see his name flash across the screen and you smiled.

Hoseok 2:35 AM: Come over

Hoseok 2:35 AM: I need you

Hoseok 2:36 AM: Now

You shot up in bed as your read his messages, a growing panic rising in your chest. “Shit” you muttered as your dropped your phone as soon as you pressed the call button. When you held the phone to your ear all you could hear was deep breathing.

“Hoseok? What’s wrong?” You asked worriedly.

But he kept breathing. “Hoseok?” You called again.

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Stressed Out

(Taking place in @skiretehfox‘s Twenty One Pirates LIS AU.  If you want to see more of my work, check it out at @philwritesstuff)


Max barely felt the vibration of her phone in her shaking hands, and it took a few seconds for her to register that it had buzzed at all.  The dressing room was empty save her and Chloe, and she wondered through an anxiety-clouded mind if she should bother checking it or just leave it for after the show.  What if it was an emergency?  What if they had to cancel the show?  What would Lost Hope think of losing their headliners on the last night?

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Nice Shirt.

Hello, Love bugs. 

Dan X Reader.

Warnings- smut #rubberup4Ash

Haii!! Could I please request a fic where the reader is the 3rd flatmate and in the morning Dan wakes up to her in the kitchen wearing one of his shirts and shorts dancing to ‘Man! I feel like a woman’ (it could maaaaybe lead to smut??) Thanks!! Love you!!

What’s a better excuse to make pancakes early in the morning than national pancake day? After a night full of umm activities, you were letting Dan sleep in a bit longer while you cooked.Just as you were about to put the next pancake in the pan you turned to see Dan leaning against the door frame with a smile plastered on his face.

“You scared the shit out if me!” Dan continued to smile as he looked you up and down.

“Is that my shirt?” It was your turn to smile with a bit of a guilty look mixed in.

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‘Black Panther’ Climbs to Top of Social Media Chart With First Trailer

Disney-Marvel’s “Black Panther” dominated social media buzz last week in the wake of its first trailer with 466,000 new conversations, according to media-measurement firm comScore and its PreAct service.

The trailer for the film debuted during Game 4 of the NBA Finals on June 9, as the Golden State Warriors and Cleveland Cavaliers faced off. The footage offered the first look at such big stars as Lupita Nyong’o and Michael B. Jordan, as well as Chadwick Boseman, who plays the titular Black Panther.

Boseman, who debuted the character in 2016’s “Captain America: Civil War,” plays T’Challa, the king of a fictional, technologically advanced African nation. “Black Panther” opens Feb. 16.

Sony’s “Spider-Man: Homecoming” generated nearly 88,000 new conversations last week as the studio released extended clips on June 6-8, and revealed Zendaya’s role as Mary Jane Watson on June 9.

“Spider-Man: Homecoming” has produced a total of 1.95 million new conversations. The tentpole opens on July 7.

Disney-Pixar’s “Cars 3” generated 45,000 new conversations last week in the wake of releasing a final trailer on June 9. The movie, which has generated a total of 423,000 conversations on social media, opens Friday.

Paramount’s “Transformers: The Last Knight” saw 21,000 new conversations as the studio released character posters on June 5 and an international trailer on June 8. The fifth Transformers film, starring Mark Wahlberg and Anthony Hopkins, opens June 21.

Disney-Lucasfilms’ “Star Wars: The Last Jedi” produced 13,000 new conversations after the June 6 announcement of its early U.K. release date on June 6, and alleged plot details leaked on June 7. The tentpole, which opens Dec. 15, has already generated 1.87 million new conversations.


jongyu / band au, omegaverse / r / 1500 words
warning: omegaverse things
Jonghyun never imagined that Jinki would want him.

this is the first part of a drabble series. i will write in it off and on, but each piece will probably be short (1-1.5k) and can standalone, which i think will make it easier for me to write in it over time.

The elevator seems smaller with just the two of them, because Jinki is standing so close. Jonghyun’s pulse speeds from the proximity, and he’s cursing himself for agreeing to take Jinki back to the dorm from the after party. He knows better than to do something like this when his heat is coming up soon. Being close to an alpha when his hormones are starting to fire up is always a mistake, but it’s the worst possible decision when the alpha is Jinki.

He feels their shoulders touch as Jinki’s head tilts down to lean against him. “You smell nice,” Jinki mumbles. His voice is soft and low, warm breath blowing against the sensitive skin of Jonghyun’s neck. 

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led by our beating hearts

   The first time Annabeth Chase meets Percy Jackson is much more anticlimactic than she imagined.

   It’s not that Annabeth spends a lot of time actively thinking about someone she’s never met, but being a student at Pantheon Senior High School means that an active education in the ongoings of people like Percy Jackson’s life is inevitable. That’s mostly due to the nature of the rivalry between their high school and his.

   Olympus is a relatively small town in Virginia, surrounded only by rolling hills that are dotted by small farms and fields. The lack of interesting things to do results in all of the annoying teenagers at her school to fixate on outdoing the students of the only other high school in town. Whether it’s academics, athletics, or school spirit, both schools compete with impossible rigor. Akin to the rivalry between Poseidon and Athena, this one between the Spartans and Gladiators was born of hormonal adolescent egos and mutual loathing.

  Legion High School lies on the west side of town, across the Tiber Creek. The students there are generally more wealthy than the ones at Pantheon which only contributes to the unrest. Annabeth has experienced being caught in the crosshairs of the ill-fated rivalry more times than she can count. Being one of Pine’s star athletes guarantees that her high school uses her as ammunition and bragging grounds every chance she gets. While she has as much- if not more- school spirit as the next girl, she has no desire to participate in the cutthroat barbs and practical jokes that the majority of the student body takes so much joy in. She makes it a point to attend all major school meets and games against Legion, if not for her interest in the sports themselves then for her fascination of how the rivalry makes her already arrogant and hypermasculine peers even more conceited and stupid.

  Her heavy involvement in soccer and track may draw attention, but both schools place a much greater emphasis on basketball and swimming where Percy shines. It’s at these basketball games and swim meets that she glimpses him at first. She always sits at the very top of the bleachers with Reyna so they can make fun of the athletes on both sides and review their schoolwork. Even if she didn’t have to hear the accompanying booing from her side of the gym every time he steps out onto the court or up to the pool, she can begrudgingly admit that he is an incredible athlete. She’s never held a conversation with him, but his jet black hair and deeply tanned skin always stands out.

  Although she doesn’t hate him the way most students do, she maintains a constant state of irritation towards all things Legion related. The way their town is split down the middle based on something as trivial as high school sports is remnant of something out of a medieval storybook written by children. Even the adults tend to promote the rivalry, like steadfastly watching a bunch of teens duke it out over volleyball and math competitions with save them from their boring lives.

  She makes it barely 10 minutes into the school day before she hears someone mention Percy Jackson. She’s at her locker, in the midst of shoving her books in her locker (it’s way too far into the semester for her to still organize her stuff) when one of the designated douchey jocks starts loudly ranting about the previous night’s basketball events. Apparently, there was a scrimmage and “that a-hole jackson kid” managed to pull the score into a tie during the last minute. The buzz continues throughout her school day, and even her normally sensible friends think that it’s fascinating how much Legion’s subpar team has improved.

  A couple hours later, Annabeth is making a pit stop at her neighborhood’s Stop and Shop on the way to movie night at Piper’s house. She relaxes at the familiar clattering of wind chimes as she yanks open the door, and mutters a quick greeting to Chiron, the owner. Chiron’s has always been one of her favorite places in town. It’s owner is an old family friend who taught her how to deal with her dyslexia when she was younger. He’s always been a mentor and father figure to her, and she picks up shifts at the store on weekends.

  The store itself has this soothing atmosphere that never fails her. The floorboards creak when she steps across them, and the Frank Sinatra poster that’s tacked to the wall by the door is on the verge of falling off but somehow the building still exudes comfort. She knows every inch of it from elementary school days spent curled up in the big vintage armchair in the corner so she could escape her parent’s fighting.

  That’s partially why seeing Percy Jackson in the snacks aisle is so surprising. It’s not that people from Legion aren’t allowed on this side of town, but they aren’t exactly expected. Percy Jackson with his shock of black hair and sea green eyes is utterly recognizable- not to mention that he’s wearing a purple hoodie with the words JHS Gladiators emblazoned on the front. It’s like painting a target on your back while simultaneously walking into a war zone. She considers walking away, but he spots her first.

  “Hey! You’re Annabeth, right?” he calls out just as she was about to begin her retreat. “You do soccer and track and stuff at Pantheon.” his eyes reflect the light of the fairy lights Annabeth draped all over the fixtures in the ceiling during her interior design phase in seventh grade. The way he’s rocking back and forth on his heels reminds her entirely of Leo, and she wonders if he had ADHD too. It’s certainly a big part of why Annabeth’s so involved in sports- it’s nearly impossible to get rid of the restlessness she always feels. She’s suddenly aware of the fact that she hasn’t brushed her hair all day, or bothered to conceal the circles under her eyes. She shifts her weight onto her left foot and tries to suppress her nerves.

  “Soccer and track and stuff. That’s me.” she answers honestly  “and you’re Legion’s swimming god.” He’s a couple inches taller than her, and even more tan, like he spent all his free time at a beach instead of a tiny town in Virginia. His cheeks take on a rosy pink color and he lifts his shoulders in an awkward half shrug.

  “So that’s what they call me on this side of the creek, huh?” he questions. “You know, people say that you’re the best forward that the town has seen in years.” Usually when people bring up her soccer position their tones are mocking in a oh congrats, female sort of way. But Percy’s tone is earnest and completely at odds with what most of his teammates have thrown at her.

  “Uh- I’m okay.” she manages “soccer’s definitely not nearly as interesting as your whole basketball thing.”

  “So what, pray tell, is one of Westbury’s revered athletes doing on this side of town?” Annabeth prods “You know, if any other student had noticed you you’d have been immediately sentenced to death by overzealous high schoolers.”  

  Percy lets loose a quiet laugh at this, and she can’t help the sliver of satisfaction that snakes through her body. He looks oddly embarrassed, and the sheer normalcy of his accompanying flush goes against all her prior expectations of this boy. She takes in the way he bites down on his lip as he unfurls his right wrist to reveal a small cellophane package filled with… dolphins?

  “You… risked your well being in order to buy candy dolphins?” Annabeth can’t help the astonishment in her voice. Percy looks deeply offended, and his eyes shine with mirth.

  “They’re gummy sharks.” He protested “and they’re my lifeblood. Seriously, Annabeth Chase, gummy sharks are the food of the gods.” he continues, “my cousin, Nico is supposed to supply me with them, since this is the only place in town which sells them, but he’s on some stupid date which means I have to do everything myself as per usual.”

  By the time he’s finished with his tirade, his eyebrows are knitted together in concentration and his hands are still moving to finish his latest dramatic gesture.

  “Nico Di Angelo?” she questions “He’s your cousin?”  Thanks to her longstanding friendship with Will, Annabeth cannot go 24 hours without hearing him ramble on and on about the gorgeous brunette with the gorgeous dark eyes that- oh god annabeth they make me want to melt he’s so out of my league. It took Will an entire semester of pining from a distance before he finally made a move and Annabeth has spent the entirety of the last two weeks helping Will plan an overly complex date meant to woo his pants off, in his own words.

  “You know him?” Percy questions

  “Indirectly. My friend Will has spent so much time talking about his enormous crush that I probably know more about your cousin than I do myself. Will’s probably setting off heart shaped fireworks as we speak.”

  “Ah. So he’s the blond haired casanova that Nico hasn’t been able to shut up about for the past few months. It’s gotten quite concerning, really.”

  “It’s ridiculous.” Annabeth declares “They should just get on with it and adopt their seven kids and three cats.”

  Percy proceeds to wrinkle his nose (and yes, it’s adorable) and tell her about how the children would be named after Pokemon and the cats after Yugi Oh! characters. She notices.. a lot of things. His eyebrows furrow when he’s passionate about something, and he blushes more easily than anyone she’s ever met. Their conversation continues and she finds herself enjoying his personality more than she’s willing to admit. She tells him about her visions of becoming an architect, her soccer team, her qualms and praises of the most recent star wars installment… and before she knows it, her phone chimes.

  “Um. Sorry.” she glances down at her screen. It’s a text from Piper asking why in the name of all that is holy it has taken her over two hours to buy a jar of salsa. “Yeah that’s my friend who will burn me at the stake if I don’t get to movie night with food. I should run.” Percy looks disappointed but offers her a shy smile.

  “That’s cool. I should probably head back home.” he waves his packet of gummy sharks at her “hopefully I’ll see you around?” She tucks one of her curls behind her ear and glances up at him

  “Yeah. I’d like that.” Percy grins at her before he exits the shop and she grabs a couple extra jars of queso just to appease Piper.

  She mulls over the conversation as she jogs her way around the block to Piper’s house. It’s odd, how instantly comfortable she was with him. It took her weeks before she had felt that close to any of her other friends. Her stomach is churning with a weird fluttery feeling and the crisp nighttime air isn’t doing much to clear her mind. She takes her time walking up the steps to Piper’s giant house. With the amount of money Tristan Mclean makes, they definitely should live on the west side of town but something about real estate and contracts made them choose this neighborhood. Piper throws the door open and rushes at Annabeth just a few moments after she rings the doorbell. She’s wearing a pride shirt and shorts with multi colored palm trees on them which make Annabeth’s heart clench with the faintest bit of pride.

  “Annabeth!” she cries “I’m starving. And I’ll murder you if you didn’t bring nachos.” Annabeth takes this as her cue to walk in and settle next to Reyna on the couch. They’re watching the Goblet of Fire (as all the cool teens do on their Friday nights). Reyna squints her eyes at her as a greeting, which Annabeth returns with a one shouldered shrug. The couch groans as Piper flops onto the cushion next to Annabeth and she throws her legs into Annabeth’s lap. Piper is rustling through Annabeth’s bag of snacks when she lets out a low whistle. They both look over at her in surprise as she leans over and brushes Annabeth’s face with her braids.

  “Damn, Chase has game!” Annabeth squints at her and swats at her hair. This catches Reyna’s interest and she turns away from the screen. Annabeth sighs

  “What are you talking about?” she asks. Piper passes over the jar of salsa and is practically trembling with delight as she points out a pale yellow sticky note attached to the side. Scrawled (almost illegibly, she notes) are 10 digits, signed PJ complete with a smiley face. Reyna scans the note as she leans over.

  “Who’s PJ?” she asks as she shoots her a smirk. She knows that they’re trying to be nonchalant about it, but the glimmer in Piper’s eyes tells her otherwise. She hasn’t done anything remotely romantic since her historic crush on Luke in middle school which resulted in one date freshmen year before he moved away. Piper has been begging her to go on a date ever since, and Reyna is convinced that she’s aromantic just like her. It’s not that Annabeth is opposed to dating, or even that she hasn’t been attracted to her fair share of guys. It’s just that any feelings she’s had have been shallow and inconsequential; nothing she could possibly build a relationship out of. This thing with Percy is tentative and she has no idea what it holds, but deep down she knows that he’d make an amazing friend and that’s important to her.

  “Percy Jackson.” She mutters, making sure to fixate her eyes on Victor Krum. The effect of her words is no less than she predicted. Piper squeals and drops her Tostitos and Reyna raises both eyebrows, instead of just one.

  “Like, Legion’s Percy Jackson? Thalia’s cousin? If so, congratulations- he’s like seven different levels of fine.” Piper proclaims  “not exactly my type, though.” Reyna glances back at the number and frowns.

  “Aren’t people from that side of town generally elitist assholes?” Reyna asked “Also when did you get a chance to interact with him?” A wicked grin flashed across Piper’s face and she grasped Annabeth’s wrists.

  “C’mon tell us about your crush.” Piper pleaded “It’ll be fun! Besides, are you going to ca- CEDRIC NO!” Piper shrieks and covers her eyes with her hands. Annabeth mentally thanks Voldemort for the distraction as Reyna shoots her a meaningful look. She glances back down at the post-it note in her hand and smiles, thinking about what Piper was about to ask. Maybe she would.

AN: i wrote part of this drabble a while ago and i added a bunch of crap this morning, but i’ll probably have another chapter up this weekend? also i know my writing is still pretty bad so constructive criticism would be really, really cool

+ a thank you to everyone that gave me feedback the first time, @not-illegal-if-u-win @lilygold23 @seriouslymisunderstood @aedinishellatrash @thedarkwhiteangel @demigodishlymagical @downercalum @pls-give-me-smut

anonymous asked:

Idk how appropriate this is, but what do you think the squad™ would be like if they were drunk? :3c

This passes the appropriate test (not that there really is one!) You’re fine. Thank you for asking! 

Eren: Transfixes on very small, insignificant thoughts or things, and gets really mad when people discredit them. He loves to debate and argue while drunk, which he also does sober. It’s just more entertaining when drunk because his arguments make about .7% sense. He tries so hard though, and tends to use his hands a lot to explain things. 

Mikasa: The kind of person that doesn’t seem drunk at first glance, but when you talk to her, you can tell things aren’t going right up there. She just says things that make zero sense to anyone but her. She smiles a lot and jokes around with people, and is generally more open than usual. 

Armin: The giggliest giggly drunk. Everything is funny to him. Everything. It’s adorable, too, and everyone knows it. He also tends to start talking conspiracy theories when drunk. He’s a very lightweight drinker, but does know his limits. 

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Good Boy, Bad Boy? | Taehyung (m)

Prompt: Taehyung was always seen as the good boy, but you quickly realize that that is not quite the case.

Word Count: 7.4k

Genre: Smut

Warnings: This piece contains sexually explicit details. Read with discretion.

Disclaimer: An intoxicated person cannot give sexual consent. I have chosen to include a party scene that includes drinking but the characters portrayed are NOT drunk. I do not condone behavior that includes a person under the influence giving ‘consent.’ Also: always use condoms, kids.

A/N: This is literally 100% unedited because I’m posting this while I still have wifi at this café. I’M SORRY FOR ANY ERRORS IN GRAMMAR AND OR SPELLING.


Originally posted by myeong-su

Kim Taehyung was always seen as the good boy. You saw him that way, and frankly, so did everyone else. He had straight A’s, a kind demeanor, and a smile that could brighten anyone’s day. To everyone on the outside looking in, it was a mystery how he had ended up with the six other delinquents that he was always surrounded by.

However, things had drastically turned around in the span of one night, and as Kim Taehyung himself plowed into you from behind, whispering dirty little things into your ear, everything seemed to make more sense and things clicked into place.

Kim Taehyung was not the good boy that everyone had always thought.

So how exactly had you gotten yourself here?

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anonymous asked:

Demon hux possessing Kylo and making him do perverted things to himself tho 👌🏻

my darling, my soul, my (hell) angel. i split this up because it got long. this is the first part. the truly nsfw part is incoming. the rest of this series is on ao3 here, and will be updated with this soon.

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