the swall

In bed with... Yuta


Okay, so I know I’ve been prolonging this for a while but it was because of my short hiatus and then I read it and had to edit it because it was utter crap tbh it still is I just hope you like it and yeah :-) I’m blessing your eyes js  ^_^

In bed with… series:

Originally posted by nctuhohahyes

i know i use this gif for literally every fucking reaction but i am obsessed with it bc of his thighs. when we get more thigh action, i promise to stop lmao actually not really :-)

Originally posted by sour-satang

gdi flo i used all the good gifs in my making out with yuta post dbaibd check it out for some cool gifs of yuta ok

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Let me give you the world (SFW)

Originally posted by abcadz123

A/N: Hello! So i’ve been hella inactive, so i wrote this thingy with OtaYuri to celebrate a very late Valentine’s day. It’s heeeelllaaaaa long, but I hope you guys enjoy it. It was fun to write ♥ I think Yuri is like 18 here or something?? I don’t know, maybe??

There’s no proofreading at the end because I’m way too lazy guys, help

Words: 3,541 (I am so so sorry omg, under the cut for obvious reasons)

Otabek opened his eyes at the first ring of his alarm, (Yuri hates him so much because he’s the kind of person that gets up when it’s time), he poked a hand out of the blankets to turn it off, not wanting to wake up Yuri just yet.

Once the alarm was off he turned around to leave a kiss on Yuri’s forehead like every morning, however, he was surprised to find out that Yuri wasn’t laying right beside him, instead, a pink note was laying on his partner’s pillow. Otabek frowned, rubbing the sleepiness off his eyes and taking the folded note in his fingers. His name written in Yuri’s elegant calligraphy.

Otabek, I prepared like the cheesiest shit for Valentine’s day. You can’t laugh. Go to the kitchen.


Otabek felt his cheeks getting warm as a big smile started to pull at the corners of his mouth. He got up with a jump, walking (more like running) towards the kitchen. Yuri Plisetsky preparing something for Valentine’s day? The the Yuri Plisetsky who gets all flustered when Otabek brushes his har with his fingers? That’s definitely something forward to see.

He stopped by the entrence of the kitchen when a delicious smell filled his nostrils. He peeked into the room and his mouth watered when he saw his favorite breakfast waiting for him in the counter, a tablet and another pink note laying beside it.

Press play, dork


Otabek turned on the tablet and pressed play to the vide where he saw Yuri leaning against the counter.

“Yo, Otabek”, he brushed his blonde hair back with his hand. “Ah, I think I should say something… sweeter…”, he cleared his throat, looking away as his hand traveled down to scratch at the back of his neck, Otabek noticed how his cheeks started to turn pink. “Good morning, Altin. I made your favorite breakfast and also the smoothie you like, that one is in the frige”, he pointed to the fridge in the video and Otabek turned just to see another pink note.

“I can’t be there with you because I have more things prepared for you”, a happy smile broke into Yuri’s face. “But enjoy this breakfast because I woke up very early to make it! A-ah… and I made it with love”, Otabek laughed and at the same time Yuri did in the video. “Enjoy your breakfast and keep following the notes!”, he waved and the video ended.

Otabek was tempted to replay the video, but he remebered the note in the fridge, so with long steps he made his way to it, opening it up as soon as he took it.

Your smoothie is inside! After breakfast you’ll have to go to /men’s shop/ and said to the first employee you see that you came for “My best present ever”, like that, if you don’t say it they’ll not give it to you


Otabek rolled his eyes, reading the note over and over again. He could hear Yuri’s voice inside his head and his heart was jumping excitedly at Yuri’s next surprise. So far, Otabek didn’t know what to expect, turning back at his breakfast his stomach growled, desperate to dig in that glorious-looking plate, though, Otabek started to lead to the bathroom before anything else. His bladder about to explode.

He found another pink note in the bathroom’s mirror.

You look stunning today.

-Yuri ❤”

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Just you and me, and cake of course, lots of cake ( Fred Weasley Imagine )

request: Can you do an imagine where the reader is being bullied and is self harming and Fred finds out and is super sweet and adorable? Please? Warning!! There is self harm included!! p>

Feeling different and excluded by others is probably the worst feeling. She never really felt like that in her entire life but since she came to Hogwarts, everything suddenly changed. Y/N is now 16 years old, she is skinny because she is afraid to eat infront of others since every one is calling her fat even though she totally isn´t, she wears her hair in a ponytail because every one says her hair is disgusting and she never looks up because she doesn´t want to bother any one with her ugly face. Her parents are muggles and apparently this is a huge problem, especially for the Slytherins. She doesn´t understand why because havinf muggle parents don´t make her a worse witch. The worst of all her bullies is definitely Draco Malfoy and his gang. When ever she hears his voice, she hides some where and almost gets a heart attack every time she was near him. Having classes with him is even worse. She has the worst luck and was seated right next to him. Every time she sits next to him, she tries to pretend he isn´t there but that´s way harder than she thought. You might think, if you can´t stand a person, you wouldn´t even spent your time talking or noticing the person. But Draco is using his entire energy to bully her and make her life harder than it should be. Today it was one of the days where she had class with Draco. She was walking down the hallway with her head down praying he wouldn´t be there even though she knew he would. She was sweaty because she was wearing a hoodie in the summer. Y/N was lost in her thoughts and didn´t saw the red headed tall boy standing the middle of the hallway. She ran into him and trembled an excuse “ o-oh m-my, I-I didn´t see you I´m s-so sorry.” She didn´t dare to watch up and actually see who she ran into, as though that could make everything worse since she was convinced that her face is too ugly to be seen.That was the reasom why she rushes away to her classroom nad overheared that guy saying “ No worries, every thing is good. It was my fault not yours !” When she arrived at the class Draco was already there. He sat on his chair, she took a deep breath in, looked at the ground and made her way towards her chair. She put her bag on the table and began unpack it silently, without making one noise. When she finished she wanted to sit on her chair but Draco pulled the chair away and she fell on the ground. Every one started laughing “ hahaha loook at you mudblood, laying on the ground! Well, that´s where you belong to.” She stood up and sat herself on the chair. She was red as a tomato and tried to ignore his mean words. Swalling the tears. “ I always thought you Gryffendors would be confident and full of courage but I don´t see that in you. You rather look like a homeless rat. Maybe they put you in the wrong house or even in the wrong school because honestly you don´t belong to any of ous” He said grinning and it seemed like every one agreed with him. During the class he was quite. They had Snape and it would turned out bad if he would have said anything. Even though none of the teachers have ever said anything against the harassment that was happening. After class Y/N tried to get out of the classroom as fast as she could but she wasn´t fast enough because right after she left the classroom some one pulled  Y/H/C hair. She didn´t even need to turn around to see that it was Draco. “ Hey disgusting. Can you do me a favour?  “ he said with a fake nice voice. Y/N dared to look in his angry face. “ Stop sweating you fat pig and please, can you never ever come back to this school again?? That would be really nice of you and I mean look around. There is not even one person who likes you or your face.” Y/N´s heart was hurting, her head was hurting because Draco pulled so hard. She couldn´t hold her tears back. One tear after another rolled down her cheek. Finally Draco let go of her and she ran on to the girls toilet. She closed the door and started sobbing.Why are the like that? What have I done wrong ? she thought and started to roll up the sleeves of her hoodie. Scars are all over her arms, some faded already but some were fresh. She took out a knife and searched for a place to cut. She placed the knife and made a slow cut, closed her eyes and let pain go through her entire body. Tears were still running down her cheeks. Blood ran from her skinny arms and she did another cut. Y/N couldn´t believe what a huge impact other people had on her by just bulliying her or by simply say nothing. She started sobbing again and breathing heavily. Overhearing the door that some on opened “man this is ridiculus “ a male voice said. She stopped sobbing and hold her breath, she hoped that he hasn´t heared her yet. But he did. “Hello? Is there some one crying ? Or is this how women´s bathrooms are?” He asked. This sentance  conjured a little smile on her face, what a weird boy she thought. She heared steps walking closer to her door and suddenly she realized how serious this situation was. He would find her crying with blood all over her arms and then he would laugh at her and probably will tell every one about it. She pulled the sleeves of her hoodie over her bloody arms. “knock, knock” the boy knocked on the toilet door. “ Hey, are you okay ? “ he asked and he sounded worried. “ Yes please leave, I´m totally fine. “ She tried to speak as happy as she could and prayed that the boy would finally leave. What is he doing here anyways? she asked herself. “ Well doesn´t sound like you would be okay actually. Why don´t you just come out and we talk a bit? “ he said with a calm voice. “ Can´t you just leave? I really want to be alone.” Not true. She doesn´t want to be alone. All she wants is a friend with whom she can talk to, some one she can trust. But she was sure that this weird guy, standing in  the girls restroom definitley wasn´t a potential friend. “ I´m not going.” The boy answered with a strong determined voice. “ I don´t know you and also, you are in the girls restroom that´s illegal I guess.” “I don´t care. So either come out now, or I get in.” She couldn´t believe him because why should some one she doesn´t know care for her wellbeing? Suddenly a boy was standing infront of her. She was shocked and looked up in his with widened eyes. It was the red headed boy from earlier! “ Wow.” He said. Y/N turned red and looked back at the ground. She totally forgot how disgusting she is. Also her eyes must be puffy and red because of all the crying. “ You are the girl who ran into me! “ he said. “ Yes, I-I´m sorry” she trembled. “ Oh no it was totally my fault! I was standing in the middle of the hallway.” She didn´t say anything. “Okay and now tell what´s wrong? and ..” His look went to the blood on the ground and then he saw the there was blood tripping from her arm on the ground. “ You didn´t cut yourself, did you ? “ He asked totally shocked. She swallowed, she tried to find a way to escape but his huge body was blocking the door. He then softly grabbed her  arm, she didn´t even try to push him away because she knew that it wouldn´t make a difference.He pulled her sleeves up and looked at all the scars. “Why?” He said and looked into her eyes. In his eyes she couldn´t see and hate or disgust but what she saw was grief and worry? Tears were suddenly rolling down her cheeks and started to talk. She told him what Draco did to her and what they call her. She told how loney and ugly she feels and how much she wanted to leave this place. “ I don´t even know why I trust you all this, I mean I don´t even know your name and you could tell that every one and then there is even more hate against me. “ All the time she was talking, he said nothing, He just looked at her. “ shhh, I´m not going to tell anyone and my name is Fred Weasley.” “ Y/N Y/L/N”  “ Listen Y/N, don´t listen to what other people say. Especially not Draco, I mean have you looked at his hair? You are beautiful just the way you are! You really are beautiful and not fat! “ He said and looked into her eyes. A little smile was built on her face “ Well, I-I …no you are just saying it because you feel like you need to.” He raised an eyebrow “ No I´m not. You are truley beautiful. And I think we should go on a cake date. Eat cake all day long and drink tea.” She started laughing  because she couldn´t believe his words. “ What are you saying?” “ When you smile amd laugh you are even more beautiful do you know that? “ He said and smiles at her. “ Stop that´s weird. “ Y/N said but smiled for the after a long time. “ We will have a date, maybe two, three or more: Just you and me. And cake, lots of cake. And lots of smiles. I will make you smile every day from now on, I promise. “ He said and pulled her into a tight hug. She didn´t believe him but it felt good to be hugged and in his larged arms, she felt saved for the first time.                                                                                                                           

do that again

drabble: “oh my god, do that again.”
pairing: hyunsik x reader
genre: smut
type: blowjob, slight nipple play
word count: 864
a/n: I’M SORRY GUYS but i’m out here D Y I NG. y’all.. i’m so rusty…

Originally posted by jungilhoon

You grabbed his shirt, pulling it just below his collarbones. You smirked at him from your position and kissed his chest. Hyunsik bit his lip, holding the t-shirt for you, giving you more freedom.

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gutter-rxt  asked:

Mate just sayin' I live in Belfast and I'm 17, I've been drinking wae my pals since I was about 13 and not once has somebody forced me to drink and av mates who don't drink and are happy enough, nobody shoves swall down yer throat on a night out and the anons making oot like people are forced into it are hanging about wae the wrong people pmsl. Leful blog by the way, uppa ra

^^^^^ (also thank you haha)


An awesome short documentary on a village in India using permaculture type techniques such as swales and other water harvesting methods to restore the water table and bring the land to abundance in a desert environment.:

The Miracle Water Village

“As the world reels under the threat of unrelenting climate change, erratic monsoons and fast depleting groundwater reserves, The Miracle Water Village narrates the inspirational story of impoverished farming community in India that reversed its fortunes through its visionary model of water management. 

Lying in one of the worst drought-prone regions of India, the village of Hiware Bazar battled many decades of sparse rain and failed crops. However, 20 years ago, the entire village came together to script a silent revolution by designing a rainwater-harvesting model that saved every drop of the scanty rain they received. Today, the village is literally an oasis in the middle of the desert, boasting of bumper harvests, dairy co-operatives, millionaire families and visionary farmers. 

Hiware Bazar still receives the scanty amount of rainfall it used to in the heart of its most trying years, but what has changed is the way it has managed its water and created a miracle with this most precious liquid resource!”

Wakey wakey


this is actuly a experiment with a slightly different writing style my work is alwsys very narrative so this is going to be very discripted this is proberbly the nost description I’ve put into fanfiction so please do tell me if u like this style better to the normal one or if you would just like to see more of it

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anonymous asked:

Please do a fic of King and Queen Xander/Kamui meeting the now King/Queen Chrom and Robin(post awakening and post conquest)

This one will link to the next one, okay!
heeheehe sign me up for OTP meetings!
This will be kind of a sequel to my contribution to the Brave New World anthology, the May we Meet Again, In a Better Life fic, since most of their post-game occupations are listed there! Please check it out if you haven’t~

Part 1 - Part 2

Panting, Jakob stormed in his liege’s quarters. “Milady!” He didn’t wait for her response and babbled on. “Milady, the portal has opened again!”

Startled, Kamui quickly got up from her chair. “Which portal?”

The butler cleared his throat, controling his breathing. “I believe it’s the one to Ylisse, milady.”

“Oh?!” Kamui smiled widely, dismissing the previous tension. “I wonder how Chrom and the others are! Let’s go pay them a visit before the portal closes.” She passed by him and followed to the corridor. Jakob faltered.

“Is that wise, milady? You are Queen now–”

“Even more reason to go! We have to strenghten the bonds between kingdoms, right? Besides…” Her voice went down a tune “We must check if there aren’t any… angry warthogs ravenging through that land.”

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Bonfire flames

Summary: The gladers are throwing a bonfire for the greenie, Thomas, while tension grows between reader and Newt. A very drunk Gally suggest a game of dares and things get heated between reader and newt.

If this gets at least 50 notes I’ll do a part two, including  lots of smut;)

Warnings: swearing, fluff, Smut a bit idk?

The warmth radiating from the gigantic cracking fire infront of you was tickling your soft skin and it slowly cured your goosebumps. Loud jeers and whoots were blurring into more of a senseless daze as the boys surrounding you got deeper and deeper into an intoxicated state. Even though you were inside this hellhole, for once, everyone looked remotely happy. It’s like they’d forgotten where you are, that you’re trapped and you have no escape.

It seemed as if you were a bunch of ‘normal’ teenagers. However, you could hardly say normal…Because this is the only thing you know.

Bonfire nights are always your favourite. Usually they only occour when a greenie arrives from the box; recently, they’ve become more of a common occasion as the boys enjoy drinking Gallys mixture way more than they should. Tonight is all about having fun, getting rediculously drunk to the point where you all plan to forget your own names and celebrating the arrival of the greenbean, Thomas.

You sat alone, your body proped heavily against a large wooden log. All the boys were either dancing, fighting(friendly of course) or aimlessly talking about things that would be irrelivent in the morning. All exept one.


Second in command, next to alby. Gorgeous hair, gorgeous face, gorgeous eyes and a flawless smile that melts your heart everytime.

He sat almost directly across from you at the otherside of the fire. You didnt realise but while thinking of him, you were staring directly in his direction through the flickering of the orange flames. He nodded at you, raised his glass and flashed his checky smirk at you.

Shit! He saw you looking, staring even. You quickly dropped your gaze as you felt your cheeks burning red. For the next few minutes you focused only on your drink, not looking at anyone else at the bonfire. Out of curiostiy, you shot a glance Newts way to see him seductivly staring at you. He winked at you.

Shit. He saw you looking, again. The tension between you and him grew stronger every second, his eyes looking ready to take all of you. 

Just as you were getting lost, deeper and deeper in to his milky eyes, your bestfriend Minho came and slouched beside you. He became your distraction, but not a good one.

It was obvious he had too much to drink and you could smell the alcohol on his breath. He leaned in closer to you and began tangling his fingers in your hair. Staring deeply into your eyes, whispering sweet words, then he leaned in to kiss you.

“woah Minho.” you yelped, instantly pulling away.

“what?(Y/N), baby… I just want you so much.” He slurred, almost breathless

You couldnt be more shocked or scared about what your bestfriend just said to you. You know he didnt mean it, he was just drunk out of his mind. You felt totally embaressed.

In panic you looked over to where Newt was sat. Hopefully he didnt see any of that but his angry emotion coated his face clearly, his grip on his glass had clenched and his blood was boiling.

Was this because of me? you thaught. Had You really made him that angry? Maybe he did actually really like you.

You turned back to where Minho was sat, but he was gone. Gally had took his place, his elbow digging deep into your ribs.

“so (Y/N).” Gally mumbled.

“So.” You copied back.

“Lets play a game (Y/N).” He smirked deeply.

“Gally….What?” The words stumbled out of your mouth in panic. You were crazily confused.

“I said” He wispered to you.“Everyone!” He instantly raised his voice, his echo booming around the whole glade. “Lets play a game!”

In small groups the remainding gladers parting came and sat around the bonfire. This was new to you, it was nothing that has ever happened before.

You kept staring at Newt, still angry, you thought to yourself, but he smiled and greeted Frypan and Zart as each sat beside him. Gally stayed beside you as he cheered and ‘wooed’ as the gladers settled. The greenie, Thomas sat the otherside of you.

The loud roar of chatting was deathened by the announcement made by Gally.

“So, Shanks, it’s my turn to chose what game we play."He begun and you focused on him.

"I choose truth or dare.” Gally turned and smirked at you.

Oh god. You didnt know what he had in for you…But you knew you were not going to like it.

Obviously, Gally got to choose who went first, and he chose Thomas. I felt him shake uncomfortably next to me. 

However, he supprised me when he replied confidently with “Truth.”

We were all waiting for the question to slip off someones tounge…Anyone could chose what it would be.

“If you could choose anyone here to be friends with for the rest of your life…who would it be?” Zart spoke up.

Although it wasn’t a difficult question, you knew this wasnt fair on Thomas…He’s only been here for ten hours.

“Minho.” Thomas instantly replied.

Everyone fell in to laughter and the both of them bushed giggling.

It was like the gladers were uncontrolable untill Gally quieted them. It was then Thomas’ choice to pick someone for the next round.

Guess who he chose. You.

“Dare.” You said, bluntly. You needed something to take your mind off Newts pissy mood.

“Ah, brave, brave , brave shank here."Gally begun.”(Y/N) I dare you…" Oh great, you started to get nervous.“To kiss Newt.”


Your eyes rushed to Newt and I saw him finally pay attention to the game, after hearing his name. You knew you wanted too, but he was still anygry with you about Minho and you didnt know what he was thinking.You didnt move, you were confused about what to do.

“Ha, knew it Pussy.” Gally mocked.The rest of the boys sniggered. He was getting at you and you had no clue why. But you wasnt going to give up to him.

Silently you got up and walked over to Newt. All of the boys deeply staring at you. As you kneeled down near Newt, he was staring up at you, still giving mixed signals. You didnt just want to do the dare…You wanted to give them all a show.

Instead of sitting beside Newt you straddled him and snaked your hands around the back of his neck. Before you did anything you started pulling and stroking the tuffs of his glossy blond hair. You saw his adams apple bob as he swallowed nervously. The look he was giving you right now, turned you on so much and you think he wanted you to kiss him.

You slowly leaned in, closing your eyes and lightly brushed your lips against his, feeling Gallys drink on his breath before pushing on to his soft, succulent mouth harder. You felt a warmth grow inside you and you finnaly felt at home. For a moment Newt didnt kiss back, but soon enough he began working with you.

You wanted to take full adavantage of this moment and you began slowly grinding your hips on to Newts. Over and over again untill he moaned slightly, you took this oppotunity to slip your tounge into his mouth and they began rolling on top of eachother, fighting for dominance. Newt won and completly took control. He rubbed his hands ever so lightly up and down your hips and waist. That only made you want him more.

Forgetting everyone was around you, you began to tugg at his shrit, wanting him to take it off. But before you knew it you had been pulled of Newt. All the boys cheered at ‘ooed’ as Gally pulled you back to your spot.

He leaned in and whispered to you ‘You could thank me you know…I saw the way you were staring at him and I thought I would just encourage things.” You grined as Newt called out to you.

“we can finish this later (Y/N).”

Omggggg, Thankyou for reading if you got through that!! I wanted to improve it so much more but I was too excited to post it.

If you like my imagine, please like or reblog and when I get 50 notes  I’ll post the second part…Will surely be an interesting imagine.

Thankyou again xoxo

anonymous asked:

Não consigo achar a lista da playlist do seu tumblr! Ela é maravilhosa! Se puder publique aqui quando puder.

Miley Cyrus - Adore you. Lorde - Royals. I wanna be yours - Arctic Monkeys. Gotye - Somebody that i used to know. Lana del rey - Summertime sadness. Colbie caillat - I never told you. Lucky Jason Mraz ft Colbie Caillat. James Blunt - You’re Beautiful. Jason mraz - i’m yours. Jason mraz - i won’t give up. Jason mraz - 93 million miles. James Blunt - Goodbye My Lover With. Demons - Imagine Dragons. It’s Time - Imagine Dragons. Hey There Delilah - Plain White T’s. Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars. Hoobastank - The Reason. Lady Antebellum - Need You Now. Evanescence - My Immortal. The Smiths - There is A Light That Never Goes out. Lifehouse - you and me. Alicia keys - brand new me. Lana del rey - Born to die. Lana del rey - Blue jeans. Lana del rey - video games. Robbie williams - Angels. Robbie williams - feel. Seu olhar - greice ive. Alain clark - corner of my street. Clarice falcão - de todos os loucos do mundo/monomania/macaé. Tiê - piscar o olho/desculpe o auê. Vanessa da mata - amado. Muse – love is forever. Catedral - meu bem. Paulo Ricardo – Beautiful Girl. Catedral - dona do meu coração. Skank - acima do sol. Jota quest - vem andar comigo. Jota quest - só hoje. O surto – a cera. Jorge vercilo - Ela une todas as coisas. Cássia eller - Palavras ao vento/o segundo sol. Nando reis - De janeiro a janeiro. Nando reis - Pra você guardei o amor. Nando reis - Por onde andei. Nando reis - All star. Capital inicial - Fogo. Capital inicial - Depois da meia noite. Capital inicial – À sua maneira. ls jack - Me abraça. Leoni - Só pro meu prazer. Armandinho - Outra vida. Armandinho - Eu juro. Armandinho - Ursinho de dormir. Chimaruts - Saber voar. Chimaruts – Pra ela. Coldplay - Yellow. Coldplay – Clocks. Trouble. Coldplay - The scientist. Coldplay - Fix you. Coldplay – In my place. Bon Jovi - Always. Bon Jovi - Misunderstood. Bon Jovi - I’ll be there for you. Bon Jovi - Bed of roses. Aerosmith - Jaded. Aerosmith - Cryin/Crazy/Angel. Aerosmith - Fly away from here. Guns n’ roses - Patience. Tiago iorc - Nothing but a song. Tiago iorc - Story of a man. Tiago iorc - My girl/Fine/Blame. Porque não eu? - Leoni. Easy-star all-stars - Karma police (Radiodread). My sacrifice – Creed. Is this love - Bob Marley (Sérgio Dall’orto cover)/Mulher (Cover, projota). Cicero - Pelo interfone. Quelqu’un m’a dit – Carla Bruni. Soja - You and me. Marisa Monte - Ainda bem. Marisa monte - É você. Marisa monte - Não vá embora. Pink Floyd - Wish you were here. Alanis Morissette - Ironic. Legião Urbana - Hoje a noite não tem luar/Pais e filhos/Eduardo e Mônica/Tempo perdido/Será. Pitty – Só agora. Cbjr - me encontra/Longe de você/Meu novo mundo/Céu azul/Só os loucos sabem/Ela vai voltar. Lenny kravitz - Again. Lenny kravitz - Can’t get you off my mind/Stillness of heart. Pearl jam - Last kiss. Pearl jam - Soldier of love/Black. Boyce avenue - With or without you/Mirros/Jeremy/Because of you/Wrecking ball/We can-t stop/Wake me up/When I was your man/It will rain/Heaven/Fast car/I want it that way/Somebody that I used yo know. Jack Johnson - Better together. Creed - One last breath/With arms wide open/Don’t stop dancing. Open your eyes – Snow Patrol. Lulu santos – Como uma onda no mar. The moon – The swall season. Maroon 5 – She will be loved. Nickelback – How you remind me/Far away/Photograph/Never gonna be alone. Red hot chili peppers – Under the bridge/Otherside/Californication/The zephyr song. I wouldn’t min – he is we. Taylor swift – fifteen. Nelly Furtado ft James Morrison – Broken strings. Jesse McCartney – Leavin. Justin Timberlake – What goes around come around. Amy winehouse – Black to Black/Love is a losing game/Tears dry on their own/You know I’m no good. Marcelo Camelo - Morena. Nego Joe - Give me love.

asproutling  asked:

what about doppelgangland? the one where the scoobies think willow's dead, due to alt universe vamp will, sterekfied? :D

The first sign that something’s wrong comes in the form of Lydia Martin stalking up to Scott in the hall after first period and snapping: “What the hell is going on with Stilinski?”

Stiles had graduated to a first name basis with Lydia at least since the winter formal (Scott should know, Stiles had made a celebration out of it, toasting the occasion with a slopping bottle of Jack Daniels, composing odes to the way his name sounded on her “perfect, probably berry-flavored lips”) so this immediately catches his attention.

“What do you mean?”

Lydia’s hands go to her hips as she continues stalking forward, leaning right into his space in a way that makes him fight the urge to flinch away.

“I mean that he’s walking around school looking like a reject from the Lost Boys, and I do not use that comparison lightly. When I asked him how the research for our joint chem project was going he called me babydoll. Babydoll, McCall. Get your friend in line before he ends up with one of my Louboutins up his ass and has to foot the bill for the dry cleaning.”


Which is weird, for sure, but Stiles hasn’t always had a history of being entirely coherent around Lydia Martin, and even though he seems to have more or less given up on his epic crush in the light of her “true love’s resurrection” moment with Jackson (claims of a ten year plan notwithstanding), Scott shrugs the encounter off quickly enough.

He’s not really sure what a “Lost Boys reject” would look like anyway. Is that a band, or…

Or maybe Stiles in a leather jacket over tight jeans and a red tank, with too-spiked hair (Scott hadn’t even realized it had grown far enough out of his buzz cut to spike like that), leaning against a locker and looking for all the world like he’d just need a cigarette between his lips to look at home in an eighties teen movie.


His friend’s gaze slides his way, narrowing as it does. By the time he’s looking at Scott it’s a full-on squint. He pulls it off in a way Scott never would have expected, and he bites down on a grin.

“Is this your Derek impression or something?”

Stiles doesn’t smile back, eyes rolling and pushing off the lockers with his elbows.

“Here to blame me for some new disaster, McCall?”

The demotion to last name, on the tail of Lydia’s scathing usage, pushes the smile right off Scott’s face.

“What? Stiles… no? Are you mad at me?”

Stiles’ brows crease for a second before he forces his face back into a scowl.

“Don’t act like that.”

“Like what?” Stiles huffs and starts to stalk off, and Scott moves after him. “Hey, sorry I insulted your new look, ok? It surprised me, but if it’s what you—“

Scott feels his jaw crack before he even registers Stiles swinging, impossibly fast. And then the ground is slamming his face hard. There are shouts of alarm from somewhere up the hall, but all he sees when he looks up, clutching his cheek, are Stiles’ eyes blazing crimson before bleeding back to brown.

“We’re done, Scott. Got it? Don’t talk to me again.”

Keep reading

Dinner? (Part V)

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warnings: Language. ANGST. But then fluff cuz I’m too kind. Also cliff-hanger if that’s a warning?

Word Count: 2328

Author’s Note: It’s a short ass chapter!! Forgive me please!! Based on a conversation with @pleasecallmecaptain. So glad you guys enjoyed this fic. This is NOT the end! PART 6 IS GOING TO BE A THING CUZ I LIKE THIS FIC TOO MUCH AND CAN’T LET IT GO JUST YET. Thank you to everyone who has liked and reblogged this fic, and helped this blog grow tremendously!!!! ALSO. DISCLAIMER BECAUSE I’VE NEVER BEEN TO A CON BEFORE SO IDK HOW ACCURATE ANY OF THIS IS. Creds to @writingruna for helping me with the last part there, turning the angst into some fluff for you guys!

Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV | Part V | Part VI/Epilogue

Your name: submit What is this?

You were still asleep when Sebastian walked in with Chris and Anthony in tow. You missed the small smile that tugged at his lips when he saw your peacefully sleeping form. You missed the frown that immediately replaced the smile when he realized how stark the difference was between your peaceful expression and the expression that coloured your face as you ran from the room earlier. You missed the audible sigh that escaped Sebastian’s lips as he slowly made his way over to you. You missed the way his hand shook as he reached out to brush a few stray strands of hair from your face. You missed the way he nearly collapsed onto the floor immediately afterwards. You missed the looks that were exchanged between Anthony, Chris, and Hayley before they exited the room, opting to give you and Sebastian some privacy.

It was as though you could sense Sebastian’s presence though, because not long after Anthony, Chris, and Hayley left, you began to stir. You were only minimally groggy when you fully awoke due to your sleep cycle having fully ended, leaving you slightly more energized. However, whatever peaceful mentality you had acquired during those short 90 minutes shattered when reality came crashing back hard. You shot up straight, not aware that Hayley was gone and Sebastian was here now.

Blindly, you reached for the water you had set on the table earlier. When your hand hit Sebastian’s shoulder, you immediately recoiled, eyes wide open.

“What the fuck,” you almost missed Sebastian’s wince when you cursed. “Sebastian, I –”

You never got a chance to finish your sentence because Sebastian crashed his lips into yours, pouring all of the emotions he was feeling. The sadness, the worry, the fear, the love. You felt it all.

And you wanted to kiss back. Oh, how you wanted to kiss back. But you were held back. Held back by the sadness, the worry, the fear, the love. The doubts that plagued your mind earlier continued to haunt you. What if, what if, what if.

And so, you pulled away. The hurt that clouded Sebastian’s face broke your heart. You hated that you were the reason why he wasn’t happy. You hated that you couldn’t make him happy. You hated that his fans didn’t want you to make him happy. You hated that you were entirely too pussy to make him happy. And you hated yourself for everything that you couldn’t do for him.

“(Y/N). Please. Don’t leave me. I can’t –,” Sebastian’s voice, laden with heavy emotion, cracked. “Please. I know that it’ll be hard. I know. Being with me is hard. I get it. And I know it’s so incredibly selfish of me to want you to stay. To stay with a man like me and be subject to constant media scrutiny. Your otherwise normal life, completely ruined by dating me. I just – you make me so happy. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before and it scares me. It scares me that in just under 24 hours, you’ve completely captured my heart. You’ve turned my world around. And yeah, I’m a complete bastard. I just finished telling Chris and Mackie about how I can’t be that guy that fucks up your perfectly normal life. And here I am telling you all about my selfish desires, about how I want to keep you to myself. But I know. I know that you’ll be unhappy. I know that you’ll be subject to so much pain because of me and. And just. Fuck. My own desires and my love for you are at such a heated war. I just. I love you and I know that’s so fucked up since we literally met yesterday but fuck! I haven’t been able to say that in so long. It feels so good to say that I love someone and for that person to be you? It just makes everything better. But I understand. I understand if you want to walk away now, before things get even worse; even harder. When you ran out earlier, I came looking but I couldn’t see you anywhere. I panicked. I – I didn’t know if you wanted to leave me. You probably don’t have any attachment to me, no strings attached, that kind of shit. But fuck, I just, I was so scared that I would lose you.” Sebastian’s voice trailed off. Neither of you noticed the stream of tears flowing steadily out of his eyes. You also didn’t noticed the hitched breaths that came from the other side of the door.

“I, Seb I don’t know. I’m not worth any of this. You deserve so much better than me. I’m just a less than average girl from a less than average town with a less than average life. You’re such a kind-hearted, good man and I just know that I’m not deserving of any of this. And I, I’m not a celebrity. I’m not used to this constant barrage of hate from people I don’t know. I don’t know if I can handle that. I want to be with you. I really do. And if I stay, if I don’t walk out, what if one day you get tired of me? What if the media is right? What if your fans are right? Because I know they are. And I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t want to stay. But I can’t make you happy. I’m not anything special. I work retail for a living, not that there’s anything wrong with that. Bu I barely make enough to support myself through the month. The media and your fans, they’re going to find this in a heartbeat. And they’re going to meticulously comb through my life until they find every undesirable quality or aspect of me and put it on blast. They’ll call me a gold digger, call me every other name imaginable. And normally, I could brush this off and dismiss it as an annoying co-worker, or something. But this would be coming from hundreds if not thousands of people who I don’t know. They’re like sharks looking for prey. They’re relentless. I’ve seen how the media can ruin a celebrity’s career. I don’t know if I’ll be strong enough to keep those from getting to me. And I don’t want to be the cause of the beginning of the end of your career Sebastian. I care too much about you for that to happen. And what if we do stay together? What then? What if I’m still unable to find the courage to face those sharks? Would you find it annoying that I can’t handle them? And yes. You’re right. It’s absolutely fucking insane that we only met two days ago but I’m completely enamoured by you. You complete my circle, I have to admit that. And God, every fibre in my body is screaming at me to stay because fuck, I love you. But I, I’m not good enough for you. You deserve so much better.”

Now, it was your turn to have tears streaming down your face. Sebastian’s hands came up to cup your face, thumbs gently brushing the fat drops of tears away. A hand carded through your hair, coming to a rest on your cheek. You leaned into it, wanting to feel this budding romance with Sebastian forever. But still, uncertainty wove its deep threads into your brain. You didn’t know how you wanted Sebastian to react. In your heart of hearts, you wanted to stay with him. You wanted to be selfish. But you also didn’t want to be the one to ruin Sebastian’s career.

“(Y/N). Please. That’s insane. You’re the one who deserves so much better. I’m the one that isn’t good enough. You’re an amazing woman. As cliché as it sounds, when I met you, my world changed for the better. Please (Y/N). You have to believe me.” Sebastian rubbed soothing circles onto your cheek. He pleaded with every fibre in his body for you to believe him, his eyes showing his emotions.

“But that’s the thing. I don’t believe you. I can’t believe you because I know it’s not true. You could have anyone you want. It isn’t that I’m insecure about myself. I got over that a long time ago. I just. You’re in a whole different league and it’s just hitting me now. You’re a celebrity for God’s sake. Yesterday, I was just in such a high from meeting you, being with you. It was like a dream. But those comments. Those comments just made me realize that we’re like two different species of people. You’re way up here, and I’m all the way down here.” You used your hands to show him what you meant, one hand high above your head, the other as low as you could reach. “I’m holding you down. I’m dragging you back. So forgive me if I don’t believe you.” You huffed, your ranting beginning to annoy you. Irritation at yourself laced your voice. Your hand flew to the top of your head. You proceeded to rake your hand through your hair over and over, tugging unnecessarily hard at the roots. Sebastian grabbed your hands and held them in his own, arms resting on his knees. He hated seeing you so distressed.

“Don’t say that. You aren’t holding me back. If anything, you make me a better person. Ask Chris, ask Mackie, hell, even ask Hayley. Please. If you don’t believe me, give me the time to prove it to you. Prove to you that we are equals. Prove to you that you are absolutely amazing. Prove to you that you are wrong. Prove to you that you do deserve me, if not more. Just give me that chance. That’s all I ask.”

And so, because you were beginning to understand that you were falling madly in love with this man, you agreed. Albeit reluctantly, since you were still dead set on your thoughts, you nodded slightly, a whispered ok escaped your lips. The beam that graced Sebastian’s face lit up the room and when he pulled you flush against his chest, you couldn’t help but smile as well.

The laugh that bubbled up in your throat and erupted before you could swallow it caught you off guard. But you were pleasantly surprised when Sebastian erupted into a fit of giggles as well. You looked up into his eyes and, noses brushing, you placed a searing hot kiss on his lips.

And then it hit you like a ton of bricks. Did he – wait. What?

You pulled away, a bewildered look illuminating your features.

“Seb?” Sebastian groaned.

“Yeah?” He mumbled, leaning in to kiss you again.

“Seb, wait stop.” This time, he sighed.

“What?” His tone was dejected, as he couldn’t help the worry that seeped into his voice.

“Did you, did you say that you love me?” Sebastian’s eyes flew wide open, panic spotting his eyes. He took a deep, shaky breath.

“I, I did. I know it’s too soon. Believe me, I know. Please don’t be scared?” His voice became timid, not at all the confident Sebastian persona you were used to as portrayed in his interviews.

“Scared? It just makes me all the more in love with you.” A shy smile made its way onto your lips at the same time Sebastian’s toothy grin brightened his face. He covered your lips with his once again, the same passion still evident but this time, both of you noticed the love that was there.

“You didn’t just say it to make me stay?”

“No. Never. I would love you even if you didn’t stay.”

And you were both content to say that you could live in this moment forever.

But then the door opened with a bang and in came Hayley, Chris and Anthony.

“Thank the Lord!” Anthony cried out. All three of them had shit eating grins plastered on their faces.

“That was the most brutal thing I have ever had the pleasure of listening to.” Chris said.

“Were you, were you guys?” Realization dawned on Sebastian’s face. “Dude what the fuck!? That was supposed to be a private conversation. You listened to the whole thing?” Sebastian’s face was red. Whether from anger or embarrassment was the question. His grip on your hands began to tighten and you drew calming circles on the backs of his hands. He instantly relaxed, succumbing to your touch and leaning into your side. You rested your head on his shoulder, the pair of you now sitting on the couch side by side.

Hayley, Chris and Anthony gathered closer to you. Hayley took her seat at your side while Chris perched on the coffee table and Anthony stood leaning next to him.

“Darling, I’m so glad you two worked things out. You two are meant for each other. And to answer your question Seb,” Hayley leaned to her right slightly in order to look over your shoulder at Sebastian. “No, we didn’t listen to the whole thing. Just bits and pieces to make sure everything was alright. You both deserve to be happy. Just remember that.” Hayley smiled at you both, a genuine smile that was entirely contagious.

Sebastian nuzzled your neck, thankful that he had you in his arms and that neither of you were going anywhere for a while. And you? Well, you were glad that in the short span of 24 hours, you had made three new friends and begun a relationship with an incredible man. And you knew, that whatever would be thrown your way in the future, you would always pick yourself back up because you would get through it all together. Surrounded by your friends, you let the worries and exhaustion of the day roll off your back. You decided you would simply enjoy the day and whatever tomorrow brings will be a new adventure.

And tomorrow sure would bring you an adventure.


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Incomplete lists of would Cas know this?

A list of things that Cas would know how to do/know about upon becoming human due to simple observation of humans for millennia:

  • food goes in waste products come out
  • the wearing of clothes
  • the mechanics of sex.
  • and I mean all sex. Cas has probably seen a few billion people masturbating at one time or another. (Dean does not need to show him how)
  • basic affection
  • cooking
  • personal hygiene
  • cleaning
  • sickness
  • sleeping
  • tying shoelaces

Things Cas would know about but not necessarily understand upon becoming human:

  • blatant forms of sexism, racism, etc -ism.
  • buying birthday cards
  • matching socks
  • why some animals are treated better than other animals
  • basic fashion/socially acceptable clothing choices
  • why men don’t hit other men in the balls despite it being an effective method of stopping an opponent
  • phobias

Things Cas would not know about upon becoming human:

  • biting your tongue and then subsequently biting it again because it’s swollen
  • what a full bladder actually feels like
  • sitting on testicles incidents
  • emotions can make you physically sick
  • ingrown hairs
  • eye twitches
  • aches and pains due to weather changes
  • sometimes there is a button sewn to the tag of an article of clothing in case a button goes missing
  • eyestrain from excessive reading
  • zippers jam. a lot.
  • if Jimmy Novak had any allergies
  • unpleasant places to sweat: swalls, swass, swenis
  • subtle forms of sexism, racism, etc -isms. since it requires a certain awareness of cultural history
  • rheum
  • itching a totally different spot to stop that itch you can’t seem to scratch
  • seasonal affective disorder
  • drinking orange juice right after brushing your teeth is a bad idea
  • how long does food stay good?
  • pain can sometimes disguise itself as cold
  • grinding your teeth at night and the ensuing headache
  • songs that get stuck in your head
  • chafing
  • the etiquette of who gets the last cookie?

@fearthedietcoke:Could you do a full length imagine where Sam Wilson and Y/N have been secretly dating, but no one knows so Nat and Steve are always trying to set you up? Thank you!

Title: He loves me!
Author: Admin RCN
Chapter no/One Shot: One shot
Original imagine: N/A
Character: Sam x Reader
Notes/Warnings: I literally had twenty minutes to write this so it’s pretty short and not very good but I feel like it’s been ages since I wrote you guys a fic so…here you go!

“What about Laura? She’s your type.” Steve stated as he, Sam, you and Natasha walked through the Avengers Tower towards the lift. Sam shook his head and kept a straight face. “You need a girlfriend, Sam.”

“He need a girlfriend? Says the man who hasn’t kissed someone since the nineteen-hundreds.” You giggled. Steve gently hit your arm and gave you a fake scowl.

“You could always do with a boyfriend Y/N. May make you happier.” Natasha said, joining in with the laughs that were spreading between the four of you.

“Why do I need a boyfriend? Is a woman not good enough by herself without a man?” You said seriously. Natasha seemed to contemplate this for this a second before turing to same and saying:

Sam rolled his eyes and shook his head.

“I can’t stand this. I need to admit something.” You shot Sam a look of pure worry but when he smiled at you, all the worry left you and was replaced by the feeling of pure bliss. “I’ve been seeing this girl for a few months now.” Steve opened his mouth to say something but Sam raised his palm, shutting him up. Everyone stopped walking and stood, giving Sam their full attention. “She’s funny. Smart. Beautiful.” Sam looked you in the eyes and his face seemed to get more handsome with each word. “And I haven’t told her this yet but…I love her.” Sam put his arm around your waist, kissing your temple. You looked up at him with a massive smile on your face before quietly replying.

“I love you too.” You both stared at each other for a while before you remembered Natasha and Steve were stood there with you. Hesitantly, your gaze moved from Sam to your two best friends. You swalled hard when you saw their expressions- blank. Neither of them looked happy, sad, annoyed or angry. They just looked at you blankly. You were about to open your mouth and say something when Steve’s face turned into a massive grin and he yelled happily;

“You have no idea how long we’ve been waiting for you guys to get together!” Natasha said happily. You blushed and looked at the ground.

“We thought if we pushed to other people, you would realise they are nothing compared to you.” Steve said, his smile not fading at all. “Lets go for a drink. Celebrate the new, happy couple.”

“We were going out for a drink anyway.” You said, confused. 

“Yes, but now we have an excuse to get drunk and Steve watching us get drunk because he’s a super soldier who can’t.” Sam said cockily, earing himself a punch on the arm from steve.