the view on the way down

Me? Obsessed with books?

What do you mean I’m obsessed with books? No, not at all. I just love books, practically read every day, have a giant bookshelf which is the size of my entire bedroom wall, take AT LEAST five books whenever I go somewhere, buy multiple versions of the same book (because i wanna read the story through different point of view, duh), count down the days before a book release, spend more time in a bookstore than in my own house, made a Christmas list entirely composed with books, read till five in the morning way too often, enjoy re-organizing my bookshelf, sometimes re-read passages of my old books and cry, keep a blog about books on tumblr, very often cry over fictional death character, and finally dream of living in a land where books would be the only thing I need to stay alive…

But I’m not “obsessed”. Please. 

What? I don’t have a problem, YOU have a problem! 

anonymous asked:

I've been through it with family in drugs and now I work with people with drug addictions it's sad that you have that prospective yes some people aren't good people and selfishly make a choice but a lot of people like Aaron turn to drugs to deals with their problems. It's sad you have that point of view when a lot of these people are good people who went down the wrong path and need help

Good people or not. It’s not a secret what drugs do and they still make a choice. I don’t wanna upset people but I will never change my mind. However good a person is, it doesn’t excuse the selfishness of doing drugs. Nothing does. It’s not like we all have drugs lying about. It takes effort and time and it’s a choice. I won’t ever see it another way.

Sorry if it upsets you but I have been through too much crap to ever see it another way.

( Jee belongs/drawn by @blesstale! )
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How the signs are Misunderstood

Aries~ A lot of people think Aries is a very traditionally “masculine” sign, in the sense that they take control and are very tough. They don’t feelphased by the cruelties of life? Right? Nope, Aries is the baby of the zodiac and approaches life with an almost niave optimism. They are very sensitive, amd while they are very resilent amd strong, people tend to overestimate them. Others tend to put them in situations that deep down overwhelm them.

Taurus~ Some may view this Archetype as very boring, stuck in their ways and emotionally hollow. However, the Taurus archetype tends to express much like a cat.
Their emotions are very internal, steady and subtle. But just because something is subtle… it does not mean it isn’t there.

Gemini~ Two faced. Gossipers. Backstabbers. Boy oh boy, do people love to hate on Gemini. I wonder if it’s just a trend? However Gemini is like a chameleon.
Boundary disillusionment.
Gemini is so easily taken advantage of and confused in this era of technology and social media.
Gemini is actually very free flowing, and stress free when expressed in a healthy way. Gemini can be your best friend, your mother and your wing man all at once.

Cancer~ Overlysensitive, reactive is a better way to put it. The Cancer archetype is very patient, especially with others emotions. They stay calm in chaotic situations. They are your rock and you didn’t even know it, let alone take the time to thank them.

Leo~ Selfish. Leo can be very tolerant, almost to a fault. Leo is very happy go lucky, and wants everyone to have a good time. They are extremely generous, especially with their presence and warmth. They like to make people feel comfortable.

Virgo~ Control freaks. Virgos are very laidback and let loose a lot more than you might think. As long as things have a precise foundation, where they feel safe, why not dance on top of it? Some of the most fun people you will ever meet will have strong Virgo aspects.

Libra~ Hmm maybe Vain? Or shallow? Libra is an air sign. And they think and feel very deeply, they do have an eye for beauty and perfection. They chase after it because why not? Life is short, why not have beautiful things? Libras are very zen and spiritual deep down. They usually only share this with people they are close to, because while they’re friendly to everyone and love to socialize, they also like to keep things to themselves. Libra is actually very private with things they care about.

Scorpio~ Sexual deviants. My god, I could go on and on about this but I’ll spare you. Scorpio is about purity, truth and intimacy.
Intimacy doesn’t always have to be sexual.
For example, A father and his child playing and laughing together; The moment is intimate because their guards are down. There is no facade, or a need to be something your not in order to be loved.
It’s a moment of truth and purity, when humans can truly bond, and love.

Sagittarius~ Wild and free. Not that those are bad things, Sagittarius actually responds very well to organization amd structure. Earth exalts in Sagittarius, while they always seem so carefree, they are very sensitive and put a lot of high expectations on themselves. They feel down when they feel they aren’t fulfilling their highest potential.

Capricorn~ Cold. Standoffish. Capricorn can be so warm and loving it would just blow your mind. While they tend to keep to themselves, They love to have fun. Just keep it simple and let them know a week in advance. They will laugh with you and cry with you and miss you when you leave.

Aquarius~ Know it all. Weirdo. While Aquarius is usually very modern and is always flying forward into the future, They do value traditional things. These things may seem random and misplaced to you, but it makes perfect sense to them. Some see them as cryptic and hard ti understand, but their words flow out so eloquently. So in touch. So grounded.

Pisces~ Self-destructive. Airheads. Pisces can be very into self-help and obscure health facts and practices. For example, using a copper tongue scraper because its good for your kidneys. They love nature and resonate with it so easily. If anything they’re are the most in touch with reality. The reality of emotion. The reality of the things we can’t explain.

p-dots  asked:

I was wondering if you knew anything about the situation with Billy the Asian Elephant at the LA Zoo? I just received an email from the Zoo that a city council motion was filed to remove Billy from the zoo, and they're still trying to fight to keep him. A lot of people claim he appears stressed which is why there's been a big fight to get him moved. I don't really know a lot about elephants so I don't really know what side is best to take or what sources to take seriously (other than the Zoo).

I’ve been following the story of Billy pretty closely. I’m glad you asked - it’s the sort of thing I think is really important to talk about, because people need to understand what’s going on behind the nicely framed stories about animal activism you hear in the media, but I’m never sure how much of that sort of animal industry politics followers are interested in reading. 

The reason this specific instance is so important is because it’s a hell of a lot more complicated than ‘sanctuary vs zoo, which is better for the animals’. The decision to go after Billy - and only Billy, and only right now - looks to me like a really strategic political decision from the animal rights movement, and it falls in line with what I’ve been researching the history, evolution, and MO of the animal rights movement. As I’ve been learning more and more about how animal rights organizations and their partnered sanctuaries conquer and divide to achieve the change they want to see, a very specific pattern of action has started cropping up and this situation exemplifies how they’ve learned to use legislation, the legal system, and the good intentions of the general public to remove animals from zoos. This explanation is going to seem a little bit like jumping at shadows, but this method of petitioning cities to seize zoo animals as assets - and the really conveniently timed fallout that would result from their success - is textbook animal rights organization planning. 

So here’s what you need to know - if Billy is sent to a sanctuary, the LA Zoo would lose their AZA accreditation. They’d likely then be subject to the new wild animal performance law that’s got major support in LA right now, because only AZA institutions would likely have an automatic exemption. The combination of loss of accreditation, potential inability to do public education and outreach, and the ability of the AR groups to spin the situation as ‘AZA kicked them out for being abusive to their elephants’ would massively damage the viability of the zoo as an institution for the foreseeable future… at which point AR groups could easily petition the city to seize more animals from the collection and send them off to sanctuaries, because it’s now “well known” what a horrible institution the LA Zoo is. That would normalize the idea that animal rights organizations and city officials with no professional animal experience know more about animal welfare than the best zoological institutions in the country, and would set a scary precedent regarding what sorts of institutions the public will accept the animal rights organizations condemning and removing animals from. With that sort of potential fallout - and all of the pieces of the puzzle having been successful, individually, within the last decade or so in regards to other animal rights campaigns - this really is not about a single elephant at all. 


AZA has this one really important rule in their accreditation standards, and it boils down to: any zoo they accredit must be considered the experts and have final say over the care of their animals. If anyone external to a AZA accredited zoo overrules that zoo’s choice of care for their animals in any way, that zoo loses their AZA accreditation because they are no longer viewed as having ultimate control over the welfare of their charges. This is really important when it comes to elephants, as the Toronto Zoo lost their AZA accreditation over exactly this situation: animal rights activists caught wind of TZ’s plan to transfer their elephants to a facility in Florida where they’d live in a bigger herd, and petitioned the city council to send the elephants a the Performing Animals Welfare Sanctuary (the same one they want Billy to go to, which has a known history of uncontrolled tuberculosis infections on the property to this day). The Toronto Zoo is a municipal zoo - which means its animals were city property - and the city council chose to claim the elephants as assets, ignore the evidence of animals with active TB already living at the chosen facility, and then overruled the Toronto Zoo staff’s due diligence about what choice would provide the best welfare for their elephants and sent them away to PAWS. Having been overruled by the city council and having lost control of animals in their collection, the Toronto Zoo lost their AZA accreditation. (They later reapplied and were re-accredited). 

So, if the animal rights activists can convince the city council to claim Billy as an asset and remove him to PAWS, it would really damage the LA Zoo as an institution. Their credibility in the eyes of the public would be destroyed, they’d lose exemptions from federal legislation due to losing their AZA status; they’d be forced to pull out of multiple major SSPs (because only AZA institutions are allowed to house animals in the Green level programs, of which LA zoo has number); they’d likely lose grant funding. What’s more, the zoo would then be subject to the recent law banning the use of any exotic animal in “entertainment”in LA, because if has the same structure as similar legislation we’ve seen in other states, only AZA facilities get an exemption. If true, that would mean the zoo would no longer be able to do education and outreach programs with their animals (and this law was backed by PAWS, the organization that runs sanctuary they’re trying to send Billy to). 

There’s a very specific reason that this whole campaign centers on Billy, not all three elephants, which is part of what makes it so clear this is a campaign with an end goal of damaging the LA Zoo’s AZA accreditation. Billy’s two elderly companions, Jewel and Tina, would be far better candidates to be sent to a sanctuary if welfare is really the concern driving the advocacy. They’re rescues from a private owner who were massively underweight and had chronic medical conditions, and it’s not as important for them to stay within AZA’s management as other elephants because they’re too old to contribute to the Asian Elephant SSP. The LA zoo has previously been willing to send older elephants to the PAWS sanctuary without needing intervention from the city council (that story is discussed below), so why is this newer campaign ignoring the elderly females and bypassing the zoo entirely by going to the city council when their welfare would likely be more improved by that sort of move? Jewel and Tina don’t belong to the LA Zoo - they’re officially part of the San Diego Zoo collection and on loan to LA - which means the city council can’t claim them as assets and forcibly remove them. The only elephant at the LA zoo that the LA city council has the ability to control is Billy, and so it’s pretty clear this is about getting the city council to overrule the zoo’s choices in caring for their collection and not about which elephants would benefit most from leaving the zoo environment. 

This is an attempt by the animal rights industry to undermine the LA Zoo as an organization - that much is clear. Billy is just a convenient figurehead and an animal that the public will empathize with while being completely unaware of the the ulterior motives behind the advocacy effort. It comes at a delicate time, too, as the LA Zoo is currently in the process of developing a new master plan for the future of the facility. That’s a future that would be massively impacted by a loss of accreditation and all the potential fallout that would go along with it. 


So that’s the context to the Billy situation, and why people are fighting so hard on both sides of the issue. But what the public really cares about here isn’t the politics, it’s the animal welfare, so here’s a look at history and the welfare of the elephant at the center of all this furor. 

Billy at the LA Zoo. (Photo Credit: San Diego Blogs)

Billy is one of three elephants at the LA Zoo - he’s the youngest, at 32, and the only male. Billy is kept separated from his two elderly female companions, Jewel and Tina, because he’s young enough to still want to reproduce and would injure the elderly ladies if he tried to mount them. However, while the elephants are always separated by a barrier, the exhibit was designed with heavy-duty wire fences that meant the elephants could always be able to see, hear, and touch each other through it. The LA Zoo Asian elephant exhibit is one of the biggest elephant habitats in the United States at 6.5 acres (with almost four acres of yard space), and was opened in 2010 - the construction of a state-of-the-art habitat was part of the resolution from the first time animal rights activists demanded the elephants move to a PAWS sanctuary. 

In 2006, an elderly Asian elephant named Gita died at the LA Zoo. It’s not clear what led to her ending up in position she did, but she was found laying on her back legs with her front legs stretched in front of her. Nothing they did could entice her to stand back up, and she eventually died as her body weight crushed her own tissue and the toxins released during that process overloaded her kidneys. (While this sounds brutal, it’s worth keeping in mind that this is likely how many elderly large animals die if they lay down for the last time in a position that puts their weight on their own body). Animal rights activists had already been agitating for the LA Zoo’s elephants to be sent to a sanctuary, and they used Gita’s death as momentum to push for Billy and the other female housed there at the time, an african elephat named Ruby, to be transported to a sanctuary where it was claimed her welfare would be much higher than at the zoo. The LA Zoo eventually caved to public pressure and chose to send Ruby to PAWS (keeping their AZA accreditation by doing so voluntarily) where she was immediately housed with other animals without a proper quarantine period, exposed to animals who were TB positive and were not diagnosed until after death, and eventually died herself in 2011 from an unknown disease that looked suspiciously like TB (PAWS declined to send out samples for testing, despite what appeared to be physical symptoms observed during the necropsy). 

Gita at the LA zoo in 1999 in the old exhibit. ( Photo Credit: Al Seib / Los Angeles Times)

Billy remained at the LA Zoo after Ruby left, and the organization undertook a 42-million-dollar elephant exhibit renovation with the intention of bringing in another breeding male and a number of females as part of the Asian Elephant SSP. In 2007, local activists sued to halt construction of the exhibit with the goal of removing elephants from the LA zoo permanently and forcing Billy into a sanctuary - after a case that was drawn out for a number of years and repeatedly stalled exhibit construction, the judge assigned instead that the LA Zoo was allowed to continue exhibiting elephants but was required to exercise them frequently, make regular exhibit improvements such as tilling the soil, and banned the use of tools such as bullhooks and guides at the facility. When the new elephant exhibit opened in 2010, the LA zoo decided to put breeding plans for Billy on hold in order to house a pair of bonded female Asian elephants - Jewel and Tina - who had recently been removed from a private owner who had neglected their medical care. 

The three elephants share access to the large, heated elephant barn and have 24/7 access to five unique outdoor yards. Each yard has a substrate of soft sand that is tilled regularly to keep it from becoming compacted and hard - the shifting motion of the sand helps keeps the elephants in shape as they walk over it - and each yard has unique features like puzzle feeders, bathing pools and waterfalls. 

Browse and treats are placed at unique locations around all the yards each day, encouraging the elephants to explore their environment anew each morning. In addition, a comprehensive environmental enrichment program makes sure the elephants always have novel objects and stimuli to interact with and a daily training session (which the public is able to watch as a demonstration most days a week) keeps them mentally engaged by practicing foot care, grooming, practice for any veterinary behaviors that might be needed, as well as strength- and balance-focused exercises.

The AZA accreditation standards - which cover general animal policy in 34 pages, and use another 12 to cover animal interactions with the public or use in education programs - have dedicated 32 pages specifically to the regulations regarding elephant husbandry, training, nutrition, body condition, enrichment, and welfare assessments. As a large AZA-accredited zoo that frequently falls under the celebrity-studded, critical eye of the local populace, it’s inconceivable that Billy’s care (and that of Tina and Jewel) is not in accordance with these highly detailed requirements. 

Photos of the new LA Zoo elephant exhibit. (Photo credits: The Portico Group).

The LA Zoo’s elephant exhibit, finished in 2010, was designed by The Portico Group, a design firm founded in Seattle, WA in 1990. The Portico Group’s exhibit designs consistently awards every year within the industry for their incorporation of the newest animal welfare science and management technologies as well as educational and interpretive options. Their design for the LA Zoo is on par with the quality of the rest of their designs, and features a similar amount of yard space for the elephants as the design they created for the widely-praised Cheyenne Mountain Zoo’s Africa expansion that opened in 2013. 

Billy in his habitat at the LA Zoo. (Photo Credit: AP Photo/Richard Vogel)


One of the biggest reasons people express a concern for Billy is a head-bobbing behavior he’s been known to perform his entire tenure at the LA Zoo. The public is aware that repetitive behaviors (called stereotypies) can be signs of low quality welfare, and often worry that means that Billy isn’t being well taken care of at the zoo. However, one thing that isn’t commonly known about sterotypical behaviors is that once developed, they rarely go away once the animal is in a better welfare situation - which leads guests to often misunderstand an animal’s behavior as it relates to their current care. 

The LA Zoo has studied Billy’s head bobbing behavior over the years, and concluded that it appears to be an anticipatory behavior rather than one brought on by stress, as it mainly occurs when the elephant is awaiting the arrival of food, expecting a keeper interaction, or getting ready for movement into another area of his habitat. They also found that Billy had been noted to be displaying the head bobbing behavior when he came to the zoo at age 4 and that it was not something not something he developed during his life at the facility. 

Just because the behavior doesn’t mean that Billy has low welfare in his situation at the LA Zoo doesn’t mean the staff just want to leave him to bob and sway: to help decrease the amount of head-bobbing Billy does and engage him in a range of other behaviors, the keeper staff change their husbandry routine slightly each day and provide enrichment at different times in order to keep him investigating his environment instead of standing and waiting for regular occurrences. 


At the end of the day, Billy’s welfare does not appear to be the impetus pushing this current furor around “rescuing him” - he’s a convenient figurehead for what appears to be a well-coordinated attempt to undercut the LA Zoo’s credibility and accreditation status. 

But even though the actual welfare of the elephant is irrelevant to the organizations pushing this agenda, the general public is now very invested in understanding Billy’s welfare in regards to the outcome of this situation. 

The sanctuary animal rights activists are recommending Billy be sent to has multiple issues with basic elephant husbandry and medical treatment. PAWS was unable to evacuate their elephants in when threatened by a massive wildfire in 2015, due to their policy against doing even the most basic husbandry training with their animals that would have allowed them to be walked into a trailer or crated for transport. Instead, the animals were sheltered on site as the fire came within a few miles of the facility, putting them through massive amounts of stress and resulting in probable smoke inhalation. PAWS frequently take in animals that are reported as healthy upon transport, only to report having to euthanize them within a few years due to crippling chronic conditions. Most concerning is that PAWS appears to be plagued by frequent tuberculosis outbreaks among their elephants, potentially with multiple strains of the disease, despite their stated adherence to biosafety protocols -and that they have had at least one animal die while sick with active, contagious TB infections that were only discovered post-mortem. 

Billy is currently housed in a modern elephant habitat that was created in accordance with best practices for elephant management by outstanding architects - a remodel that was done specifically in response to the original welfare concerns about LA Zoo’s elephants in the late 2000′s. He has access to state-of-the-art veterinary medicine and is cared for by a dedicated team keepers who practice medical treatment behaviors, like foot care, with him daily to ensure that he can quickly receive treatment in a stress-free setting if it becomes necessary in the future. LA Zoo’s elephant keepers work hard to keep Billy active, mentally stimulated, and make sure he has plenty of positive social interactions with both the human and elephant members of his herd. 

If the goal of the general public is Billy’s welfare, he is far better off in a habitat designed for him to inhabit with the staff he has known for a better part of two decades than being sent across the country to a facility with massive red flags in their elephant management program just to fulfill a political movement’s agenda of damaging the facility that holds him. 


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How the signs are Misunderstood

Aries~ A lot of people think Aries is a very traditionally “masculine” sign, in the sense that they take control and are very tough. They don’t feelphased by the cruelties of life? Right? Nope, Aries is the baby of the zodiac and approaches life with an almost niave optimism. They are very sensitive, amd while they are very resilent amd strong, people tend to overestimate them. Others tend to put them in situations that deep down overwhelm them.

Taurus~ Some may view this Archetype as very boring, stuck in their ways and emotionally hollow. However, the Taurus archetype tends to express much like a cat.
Their emotions are very internal, steady and subtle. But just because something is subtle… it does not mean it isn’t there.

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Levi Ackerman: The Abuse Claim

Alright, so here I am with another long ass meta post. Only this time, this one is directed solely at the legend, Levi Ackerman himself. Yet again, I am seeing the “Levi is Abusive” mumbo jumbo and I have spent my two years in this fandom quiet about my opinions on this for the most part because I do not enjoy drama. However, after this last batch of Discourse™ that I have seen, I have been pushed beyond my ability to bite my tongue. 

This is Part One to a two part meta, and this is me basically trying to shine light on Levi’s actions a bit and why he behaves the way he does. In no way do I try to justify all of the shit he carries out so don’t think this is just a fangirl squeal post. I’m simply trying to better explain his character for the people who seem to think he is some kind of rage beast who beats kids for fun in his spare time. 

I will be putting this under a Read More because it is extremely long and also contains spoilers. I’d also like to state that this would be best read from a computer or the mobile website as it contains a metric fuckton of manga panels used for reference (seriously use any other means outside of the mobile app to read this because the app will butcher this post and cut out a majority of the images). If you are sitting down to read this, please make sure you are comfy, cozy, and drinking a nice warm beverage. Now then, 

DISCLAIMER: This is my personal opinion. In no way am I stating what I say here is completely accurate. if you disagree with my opinion, good for you! That’s your prerogative. However, If you are going to send me messages trying to argue points of view with me or send me hate messages because my opinion differs from your own; do us both a favor and just don’t even bother. WARNING: Major spoilers ahead.

First and foremost, this is the scene I see brought up the absolute most so I’d like to go ahead and address it first:

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“God, you always look so hot” Harry Styles Smut.

Part one

This wasn’t requested, this was just another random creation inspired by the idea of Harry getting turned on by watching you get ready.

Includes: A tiny bit of fluff(?), a tiny bit of frustrated horny Harry, and smut ;)

I don’t know how many parts this will be and I think this part is bad but this will probably be two parts.

Masterlist

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keep quiet (m)

Originally posted by nnochu

pairings: jungkook x reader

genre: smut and ceo!au

word count: 3,473

a/n: im back after like a 4 month break lolol !! this is for @jinxkook​ idk how i wrote this and yeah lemme cry for a bit. (ignore this part if you wanna but here’s a lil disclaimer)

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Taking Control

Originally posted by sugutie

Summary: You send your boyfriends, Yoongi and Jimin, scandalous pictures while they’re working, but they’re in for an even bigger surprise when they get home

Word Count: 2.4k
Warnings: smut
A/N: this was a very long ride hot damn


Being in a polyamorous relationship with two boys from the popular group bangtan was a lot of fun until they had to go off to practice. You were in a relationship with Jimin and Yoongi and the three of you had a lot of good times together. However, went they left on days to go practice, you were often left alone in your apartment with nothing to do. 

After some mind-blowing sex with the two the night before, you were on wanting more the next day, but you were sad to realize that they had an early practice that morning. 

“I’m sorry we don’t have time to take care of you, princess,” Jimin said to you as he finished throwing on his shirt, “I promise we’ll make it up to you when we get home.”

They left soon after, making your mind start working with plans to get revenge for them leaving you behind. 

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The intuitive types comforting someone
  • ENFP: wow! You're just so freaking cool! They way you can keep up with me and show everyone a good time is something so rare! I really wish there were more people like you in the world
  • ENFJ: you're just so amazing, it's hard to believe you would ever need someone to reassure you of that. But, I'm happy to tell you that the way you are just makes me smile every day. You are happiness in life
  • ENTP: It's awesome how you never back down and work so hard to get what you want. You are unwavering and bring so much to the table with that mind of yours. Don't change a thing about you
  • ENTJ: the way you are so direct and assertive is very admiring to me. I really respect the way that you are able to handle whatever it is that is thrown at you. Keep it up.
  • INFP: you're absolutely beautiful. Don't let people tell you otherwise because you are. Beauty shines out of your exterior and glows on your interior. Smile a bit more and both lights shine brighter than any diamond
  • INFJ: you're so much more than you let on. When you do things like that, it really gives people around hope and inspiration to become better themselves. There is no other you.
  • INTP: not a lot of people can do what you do...and that's really amazing. Your point of view is valuable and completely misunderstood. Don't be brought down with a mind like yours
  • INTJ: ....You're unique. I can see there is huge potential in you. Your way of thinking, opinions and values are all factors that make you someone worth looking for. Don't underestimate yourself.
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» request: plus size reader w jungkook ?? maybe kookie is a basketball player and the reader is a cheerleader? also: smutttt, thanks !!!

» genre: smut

» author’s note: i love plus size reader fics tbhhhh. i need more of them. also this felt so long to write but it’s not even that long :/// and i might make a plus size reader series if you all like this enough, so be sure to let me know! i love you honeybuns~~

» word count: 3.6k+

» warnings: plus size reader, basketball au, body worship, fingering, dirty talk, unprotected sex, etc.

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A discontented groan sounds from the back of your throat as you pull your uniform on, a frown gracing your features as you realize the skirt is too small. The length is almost an inch too short, leaving your ass free to see. You swear under your breath, striding to the front of the locker room where your coach stands, chatting with the cheerleading captain.

“Coach, do we have another size up in the bottoms?” You ask, frowning as her eyes travel to your exposed rear end. She shakes her head with a scowl on her face, “Wear your safety shorts, Y/L/N.” She instructs, waving you off and turning back to the captain. You sulk back to your locker and look through for your safety shorts, sliding them on. Even your safety shorts have grown a bit too small, the very bottom of your asscheeks peaking out from the bottom of the thin white cloth. 

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Rebound

Stripper!JB au. Moodboard by @baebae-goodnight.

Word Count: 3.9k.

This ones for the Jaebooty chat ladies. You’re welcome. @suhotrashanon @kimnamwho @chanyeolandthebananas @the-porcelain-doll-xo.

Caution: Smut ahead.


Bright lights and loud music overloaded your senses as you sat in the crowd of screaming women. This wasn’t your scene and you had no desire to be here considering all that had happened the past few days. But your friends had managed to convince you this was the best way to get over your cheating ex. So here you were at ladies night at the local strip club many drinks later with a bag full of $1 bills. 

As you sipped your drink as you watched the show, one dancer catching your eye. You tried to push away your wicked thoughts but the alcohol had made you weak to the sweaty shirtless dancer. The way he moved his hips and licked his lips filled your mind with sinful possibilities. It didn’t help that he was constantly in your sight like, it was like he was trying to gain your attention. 

The end of the night was nearing now and the stage had been cleared, leaving a room of horny women wanting more. “Ladies, are you having a great time tonight?” The MC bellowed through the speakers gaining a large scream from the crowd of women. He chuckled into the mic at the deafening reaction. “Glad to hear it! Just letting you ladies know it is last call. So while you’re enjoying your last drinks I’d like to let you know the boys have got a special treat tonight for a couple lucky ladies in the room.”

Two men came out with white tanks and black pants. Both carried a chair across the stage. You recognized one of them, the stripper that had been catching your eye all night. You waited with bated breath to see what they had planned. Both men came to a stop and took a step in front of their chairs. They gazed out into the crowd, and for a moment you swore the dancer’s eyes met yours.

They prowled around the stage like caged lions. Their intense gaze scanning the crowd. The other dancer picked a girl from the crowd and brought her on stage. ”Come on JB, who is the lucky lady gonna be?” The dancer named JB came closer to where you sat. You felt this sense of nervousness as you stared down at your drink, not wanting to make eye contact. “Well, it looks like JB has selected a lucky lady!”

You felt your friend nudge you harshly to catch your attention. You shot her a questioning look as you rubbed your arm. She motioned up. You were confused until you saw what, or who stood in front of you. There was JB crouching down on the stage with a playful smirk. His hand was outstretched to you, the lucky lady. Your face began to heat up, no words could be formed as you shook your head furiously as you did not want this to be happening. But the odds were against you. To your dismay, your friends had forced you to your feet and allowed you to be pulled on stage. 

JB began to lead you to the chair as you began to protest. “You don’t want me up here, you should pick one of my friends. They’re much more into this than I am.”

He chuckled as he spun you around and pushed you gently down into the chair. You sat there stiffly wishing you had drunk more. His lips lined up to your ear, his breath hitting your ear made you clench your legs together. “That’s exactly why I chose you. You really think I’m going to let a pretty thing like you leave after not enjoying yourself?” You swallowed hard, his teasing tone wasn’t making this any easier. “Sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.” JB took a few steps back with a playful glint in his eyes. This boy was going to be the death of you. 

The music began pumping through the speakers. The tune that danced through the air was a familiar, sensual hum. You glanced at the girl in the chair beside you, but she was fully enthralled by the dancer that had chosen her. The cheers and screams of the audience gained your attention. Both men were on the floor now on their knees and one the hand for support on the ground. They rolled their bodies with a thrust of the hip to the steady beat. The men threw their upper bodies back and began slowly sliding their hands down their clothed chest as the lifted their bodies up till they were only on their knees.

You chewed your lip. You only had a limited view, but this whole thing was making you nervous. Both the boys rose slowly to their feet in the most sensual way possible. The look that JB was sending you was making you weaker and weaker by the second. To make matters worse was how he approached you. He sauntered towards you looking like a hungry lion, and you were his meal. 

You swallowed hard and tried to restrain yourself from doing something stupid. JB’s hand hit the back of the chair right behind your shoulder. He inched closer till he straddled your thighs. His hips lowered until he was essentially grinding into your lap, but you barely noticed. You were too distracted by his eyes piercing into yours. There was something there, something that you knew would only end in trouble.

What remained of the dance seemed like a blur. There was a lot of hip movements, seductive movements in close proximity, and touching. Both of him teasingly touching you and him placing your hands somewhere on his well-toned body. And let’s not forget the removal of his shirt to expose his chest that glittered from sweat. Yeah, it was a difficult three minutes. One with your legs being clamped together tightly. 

Standing up was an issue, your legs were shaky from the performance. You didn’t fully trust yourself to walk. JB seemed to sense it. He put a hand on your hip as he led you to the steps off to the side of the stage. You were screaming internally at the simple fact of your haywire emotions and being this close still to the unbelievably sexy shirtless man. You tried to distract yourself with thoughts of mundane things. But nothing worked.

When reaching the stairs you were ready to run. You had to get out of here and away. But before you could make a move JB’s grip tightened and gained your attention. He leaned down close to your ear. “Meet me outside in ten.”


This was stupid. So damn stupid. Standing outside the club only a few groups of women were left. Most drunk as hell and waiting for a ride. Then there was you, waiting outside for a stranger that had just given you a lap dance. Why you were doing this? You weren’t sure. But this was happening.

“So you stuck around?” You looked at the direction of the voice. There was JB fully dressed now, hair wet from a quick shower possibly. “Looks like my charm worked,” he teased with that cocky smile of his.

You rolled your eyes, “I can just leave.”

“We both know you won’t.”

You grit your teeth knowing the truth in his words. The man had given you one lap dance and suddenly could read you like a book? “What did you want?”

JB closed the distance between both of you till you were almost nose to nose. He cocked an eyebrow. “What do you think I want? Because if I’m not mistaken you want the same thing.”

“No,” you crossed your arms examining the diminishing crowd outside the venue. “I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

You were playing coy, both of you knew it. But you just didn’t want to give him the pleasure of inflating his seemingly massive ego. He licked his lips, giving a slight nod in annoyance. “Okay,” he mumbled. Two of his fingers slipped into the loops of your jeans. Before you knew what was happening he had you pulled against his body. Your eyes grew wide at the sudden contact but you tried your best to keep your composure. “You really think I’m gonna let you play like that?”

His voice was low and dangerous. Shivers ran up and down your spine at his dominant personality. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

“I can see it all over your face, and I want you to say it kitten. Tell me what you want. I want to hear you say it.”

One of his hands left the loop of your belt and began running up and down your side. You closed your eyes in an attempt to control your breathing. You almost lost it when he began nibbling on your ear. “I want you,” you moaned.

“Want me in what way?”

You were becoming weak under his touch and your patience was wearing thin. Your mind drifted back to all the pain and drama that had taken place these past few days. Then your mind wandered back to the present. Outside a strip club with one of the dancers basically offering you a night of fun. A wave of confidence washed over you as you smashed your lips onto his in a hungry kiss. It was desperate and sloppy. All your frustrations and anger coming through the contact. JB wasted no time in returning your ferocity as one hand tangled in your hair while the other gripped your hips.

“I want you to fuck me,” you breathe as you pulled away from his swollen lips. “I want you to fuck me and make me forget everything. Please, make me forget.”

JB pulled away, a Cheshire grin on his lips. “Why didn’t you say so earlier kitten? My place is ten minutes away. Come on, I’ll drive.”

Walking to the car you kept a tight grip on his hand. You needed this, and you knew that. Nothing helps get over a break up better than a rebound. And who else better than a hot guy. Your grip released his to get inside his small car. His car roared to life as he started his engine. You knew the drive would be short, but you were eager. Eager to not lose the momentum and eager to have the fun you so desperately needed. 

“W-what are you doing?” JB was shocked as your hands reached over the center console and began fumbling with his belt.

“What does it look like?”

“Eager one you are,” he chuckled. To your, and his, fortune the light up ahead turned red. In record speed, JB had undone his pants and pulled them down just enough for his dick to spring out. Your eyes were glued to his member that stood at attention. “Like what you see?”

You’d be lying if you said no. It had been so long since you had been with another man. Three years actually. So really, this was exciting. Especially seeing how large he was. You wasted no time in taking him firmly in your grasp. JB took a sharp intake of air. He wasn’t expecting your sudden willingness to do such a thing, but he wasn’t complaining. 

You leaned down just as the light turned green. You licked the length of his member earning a hiss from him. He scowled at the road before him, his eyes showing his immense focus. “If you’re gonna do that, don’t be a tease.”

“Well,” you grinned wickedly. “If you insist.” Taking him fully into your mouth nearly caused him to swerve off the road. He wasn’t expecting you to be so bold.

“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly to the point of his knuckles turning white as your pace sped up. He wasn’t expecting you to be this talented with your mouth. One hand released the steering wheel to brush back the hair from your face. “Kitten if you don’t slow down I’m going to cum before we even reach my place.”

You lifted your head, releasing him from your swollen lips. “I don’t see a problem with that,” you purred before getting back to the task at hand. You started off slower now, wanting to prolong your play. You sucked on his tip as your hand continued to pump. Occasionally your tongue would swirl around him. Soft groans would come from his lips. He wanted nothing more than to pull over and have his way with you. 

His right-hand lets go of the steering wheel to allow his fingers to tangle in your hair. He was done playing games now. He pushed your head down making you choke. Your hands clutched the material of his pants as JB continued to set the pace. Your lungs screamed from the lack of oxygen. His sudden control of the situation had you praying you’d be at the apartment soon, you needed some relief yourself. 

Your prayers were answered when the car came to a screeching stop. JB pulled you away roughly from his throbbing member. Just as you were about to insist on finishing your work, JB’s lips crashed onto yours in a heated kiss. There was so much there. Hunger. Desperation. Lust. It was intoxicating. 

Without breaking the contact you fumbled into his lap. JB’s hands began exploring your body. Feeling every curve before slipping his hands up your shirt and cupping your breasts. You forced his head up to gain better access to his neck and began kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin. “Kitten,” he moaned. “We need to stop.”

“Why? I don’t wanna.”

He gently pushed you back till your back hit the steering wheel. “Because I rather not put on a show for my neighbors. I don’t think they’d appreciate it.”

You ran your hand over his chest and pouted. “Maybe they just shouldn’t look.”

JB chuckled at your adorable reaction. “Someone’s impatient.” His hand moved from the inside of your shirt and down to cup your ass. He gave a firm squeeze. “I have good news, my apartment is just around the corner.”

“Well let’s not waste any more time.”

Moments later your two tangled bodies came crashing through the front door. From the car to the apartment you had only broken contact a few seconds for air. It was a stumbling mess but you had reached your destination. Clothing began to be torn off of each other and thrown somewhere in the apartment. Where they were? Well, you’d worry about that in the morning. 

“Bedroom,” you muttered against his lips.

The adrenalin pumped through your veins as you went stumbling through the apartment. Hitting walls, knocking into tables, and a picture may have smashed on the floor. But it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except the two of you. 

JB pushed you down roughly causing your back to crash into the soft mattress. You felt cold now without his heated touches.  His eyes scanned the length of your body as he licked his lips hungrily. “Damn you look sexy.”

“If I’m so sexy then why am I alone on this bed?”

He gave you an amused look. “Oh? Does that mean you want me to join you kitten?”

Your mind screamed yes, but you didn’t want him to have that kind of satisfaction. “I never said that.” 

His eyes narrowed, he knew what game you were playing. “You didn’t?”

“No.”

JB lowered himself closer to the ground at the edge of the bed near your legs. You propped yourself up on your elbows to keep your eyes on him. “Well, if you don’t want me on the bed then I won’t join you.” His fingertips ghosted along your legs and up your thighs. The gentle touch made you quiver. But his gentle touch changed without warning as he gripped your thighs tightly and spread them apart. You stared down at him in surprise. “Instead I’ll just have some fun from here until you’re begging for me to join you.”

There was no opportunity for you to question him. Instead, he made quick work of removing your panties, fully expose yourself to him. He ran his tongue along your folds, making sure to take it extra slow when reaching your clit. An uncontrollable groan escapes your lips to JB’s amusement. “Did you like that kitten?”

“No,” you lied.

“Tsk Tsk, lying won’t get you anymore. It’s only gonna get you in trouble.” JB rubbed your sensitive clit gently. Fucking tease. “I guess I’m gonna have to fix that.”

JB inserted the first digit as he watched your reaction carefully. He started slow just to see how you’d react. But upon seeing that you weren’t reacting the way he wanted he took it to the next level. Another digit went in and his pace became unforgiving. Your head tilted back as the familiar warm sensation began to build in the pit of your stomach. You closed your eyes trying to control your urge to moan and encourage him, but it was useless. “JB,” you panted.

“Jaebum,” he whispered ss he continued to move in and out, occasionally curving and scissoring his fingers. “My name is Jaebum.” His teeth grazed the inner flesh of your thighs making you moan his name yet again. “Looks like someone’s enjoying themselves,” he teased.

“Shut up.”

“Gladly.” Jaebum withdrew his fingers to roughly move your legs over his shoulders. His hands took hold of your waist to ensure you couldn’t escape. It was then his mouth began its assault. His tongue swirled and flicked in all the right places causing your body temperature to only rise. But when he parted your lips is when it all changed. Using his long slender fingers playing with your clit while his tongue delved in. You inhaled and took hold of his hair. “Shit,” you gasped. You craved more, you needed more.

You were on the edge. Your pants radiated through the room as you tried desperately to keep your breathing as steady as possible. But it was useless. This man had total control and you hated it. His lips left you, leaving only his hands to continue their work at a painfully slow pace compared to what it was before.  He smiled down at your withered form. “Do you want more kitten?”

“Yes.” Your voice was shaking from the desperate need for a release. 

“What was that?” You didn’t respond knowing fully what he wanted. Jaebum stopped his fingers movement. The lack of movement made you whine. You needed something, anything. Any attempts to press your thighs together were futile due to Jaebum still being between them. And something told you your hands might end up being tied to the bed frame from any attempts to help yourself along. “Kitten tell me what you want.”

“I’m not saying it.”

A dangerous glint could be seen through the dark room, he didn’t appreciate your response. His fingers retracted and next thing you knew he had your clit between two fingers, pinching it enough just to make you gasp. “I can play this game all night.”

You stood your ground. Clenching the sheets in your tight grasp and gritting your teeth. You were not going to give in so easily. His stare was animalistic while his free hand trailed up your body leaving a trail of goose ups. He took your right breast into his hand and began kneading them. He took care to ensure to run a teasing finger over your incredibly sensitive nipple. “This is your last chance kitten. Be a good girl.”

“No.”

Instant regret. Jaebum pulled you off the bed and onto the floor with him. He was above you before you could even register what had just happened. One hand pinned down your hands while his other was wrapped around your throat. His face was beside yours now, his deep breaths hitting the side of your neck. He squeezed his hand around your throat lightly. “You’re gonna regret that.”

JB’s hand retreated from your throat. You watched silently as he used his teeth to open up a wrapper containing a condom. As he slipped it on he never broke his intense eye contact making your desire only grow that much more. 

He positioned himself now, the head of his dick running up and down your folds. His head lowered to pepper kisses along your throat. You were being tortured and there was nothing you could do about it. “Tell me what you want kitten.”

You were becoming weak. So very weak. The desire was becoming a need. “You know what I want.”

His cock pressed harder into your clit making you gasp. “I want you to say it,” he growled. “Tell me what you want.”

You cracked. “Fuck me.”

“What was that? I couldn’t hear you.”

“Fuck me you asshole!”

You were surprised by your own outburst. Jaebum loved it, that cocky expression taking over his features. He seemed damn proud of himself. His hips snapped forward and burying himself deep inside of you. The sudden penetration left you breathless. The sexual frustration that had been driving you mad had dissipated and was replaced by the intoxicating build up deep inside of you.

His lips attached to your neck, they moved up leaving small marks on the way up to your lips. Soon his large hands were back on your throat applying light pressure. His lips capturing yours in a heated kiss to muffle your moans of pleasure.

Without warning, Jaebum had flipped you onto your stomach. He hoisted your ass up into the air and repositioned himself before slamming himself back inside. His hand took hold of your hair to bring you into your chest. There was a mix of pain and pleasure, you felt like you were playing with fire. He let go of your hair as he put his hand on your throat, successfully keep you up that way now. One of his fingers brushed against your lips with you happily took into your mouth and began to suck.

Panting against your ear he began to speak. “How does my cock feel kitten?” You could only manage a moan. Your mind was in a haze, you couldn’t form words in this state. Jaebum gave one more harsh thrust before pausing. “I said how does my cock feel,” he growled against your ear.

You let out a whimper as you clutched onto his arm. “Jaebum p-please. Don’t…don’t stop. It feels amazing.”

“Nah baby girl, you’re gonna have to do better than that now.” He gave another rough thrust before pausing again. “Talk to me,” he purred. 

You were overwhelmed and desperate. “Fuck me. Please. I need your amazing cock to fuck me hard. Please daddy.”

“Daddy? I like.” Jaebum released you to let your upper body fall back towards the ground. Both his hands took hold of your hips before he began to thrust at an ungodly pace. It was overwhelming and you felt yourself losing your grip on reality. You clawed desperately at the carpeting on the floor but it was useless. A string of curse words came from your lips between your moans that only seemed to get louder. “Cum for me baby girl. I want to hear you scream my name.”

It only took a couple more sloppy thrusts to force you over the edge. The fire that had built in your abdomen exploded sending the fire coursing through your veins. Your vision went white as the pleasure hit every inch of your body. Jaebum let go of your hips causing you to fall to your side. He collapsed next to you taking trying to catch his breath. You closed your eyes and smiled to yourself. Your friends were right, a night out was exactly what you needed.

Hatefuck C.H.

This imagine is based on this song. 

You can read part 2 here

Trigger Warning: it contains smut and swearing 

Word count: 2,5k+

A/N: I’m thinking about doing a second part to this. Should i? Anyway, hope you like it.  


Heartbreak.

That was the only thing I could feel in that moment. Life was slipping through my fingers and I couldn’t do anything about it. All I could seem to do was sitting on the floor, trying to stop the tears from falling.

Numbness came right after. The tears had already dried; my swollen eyes could hardly see anything. I heard the noise that came from the TV, my chest hurt. Everything was a blur, and not only because I couldn’t see anything because of the tears, but because my mind wasn’t even thinking straight. Trying to steady my breathing, I looked around my apartment. There were smashed dishes lying around the floor, a few picture frames also accompanied them.

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Friends Part 8

Summary: You and Bucky are friends for a long time, but lately you start to develop romantic feelings for him. One day one of Tony’s parties everything changes but maybe not the way you wanted or expected.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 2463

Warnings: This part focuses on Bucky and his point of view of things. There is a lot of flashbacks and they are in italic. And more important this start after he left the readers apartment in the end of part 7

Thank you @amrita31199 you are the best and thank you for correcting so fast,

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A soon as Bucky got in his car, he felt the tears streaming down his face. For the last week he thought that he had lost you, and when he finally has you again he has to let you go. And as much as he knows this is all his fault, how this is fair?

He wishes he could do things differently.

“You fucked up real good this time, didn’t you Barnes?” He says to himself, before starting the car, he wishes that he never read that letter. That instead he would just kiss you and admit his feelings for you.Would things be better now? He hoped that the answer was yes but he knows the truth.

He can’t hold you back, he is not stupid, and he knows what he can give you and what he can’t. With him, you would never have a full night of sleep, you would always be worried about his safety and more important you would always have to deal with the aftermath.

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A Little Shower Fun

This is a little heavy, so…prepare yourself. Hope you enjoy.

Summary: Shawn has an interview, but he has a better idea

Requested: No

I woke up to the sun shining in my eyes. I took a deep breath and stretched. I felt the bed shift beside me as my handsome boyfriend wrapped an arm around me in his sleep. I turned around to face him, smiling to myself. Memories of last night popped into my head. Let’s just say we didn’t sleep for awhile.

I traced the outline of his closed eyes and the outline of his plump lips, when he started to smile.

“What are you doing?” He asked with slight amusement in his voice. His eyes were still closed.

“Nothing.” he pulled me closer and laid his head on my very naked chest. I started to run my hands through his hair, my nails softly grazing his scalp.

“Mmm. That feels nice.” He said in a sexy morning voice. “How are you feeling? Any pain?”

“Nope. Just a little sore.”

“You must’ve come about 3 times last night. Are you sure?” Shawn said, lifting his head up to look at me. I smiled and blushed at the thought of last night.


“I’m fine. Promise.” I said pecking his lips. Then suddenly he grabbed me by the waist and turned over, setting my naked body on top of his.

“I like this view.”

“I’m sure you do.” I chuckled bending down and placed my lips on his. He kissed back with more passion causing me to let out a moan. His hand tightened on my hip as he asked for entrance, but before he could I broke the kiss.

“You have an interview. Better not start something we can’t finish.” I said getting off of him and making my way to the restroom.

I went to the shower and turned on the water, making sure it was hot enough. When I turned around Shawn was behind me with a smile on his face.

“Who said we couldn’t finish it?” He asked with a mischievous smile. I know what that means.

“Shawn, no we can’t. You need to get ready. Andrew already thinks that we’re rabbits in another life.” I said placing my hands on Shawn’s firm chest as he nibbled at my neck. I bite my lip as he grazed over my soft spot.

“Who knows we might be.” He whispered sucking on the spot just under my ear, making my jaw drop. He knows that if he goes there, I’m practically putty in his hands. He pulls me closer, till our naked bodies are pressed against each other. He starts to suck harder.

“Shawn.” I moan.

“Shh.” He says, tapping the back of my thigh. I jumped, giving in as he stepped into the shower with me in his arms. He brought his lips to mine as he pressed me up against the tile wall. The kiss was extremely passionate and heated. I deepened the kiss as he ran his hand up my leg. He set me down and I pushed him up against the wall. A smirk appeared on his face.

I started to kiss his neck and moved down until I was at his abs. He looked down at me, his breath hitching as I licked every ab muscle slowly. He cursed under his breath as I continued down. I grasped him in my hand and started to pump him slowly. Shawn hisses and throws his head back.

“Y/n.” He moans. I start to pump faster. He twitches in my hand. “Baby don’t stop. Please.” Soon Shawn releases on my hand. I stand up and lick his juices off my hand. He turns me around and presses me into him with a throaty grunt, turning me on. He trails his hand down my stomach, making me shiver. He then starts to rub me at a steady pace. I winced slightly.

“Shawn, I’m sore.” I moaned as he kissed my neck. Suddenly, he stuck 2 fingers in me with no warning. My jaw dropped as I held back a moan.

“Baby you don’t know sore yet.” He whispered. With that, He went deeper Causing me to press into him. He let out a grunt. My breathing quickened as he curled his fingers, making me practically scream out in pleasure. “Found it.” He starts to speed it up and my legs start to shake, I’ve never felt so much pleasure at one time before. I can’t even think straight. Before I know it, my high washed over me, my legs feeling weak. Shawn wrapped his arm around me before I collapsed to the ground. He carried me out of the shower and laid me on the bed.

“Now you’re going to be sore.” he stated kneling beside the bed.

“I hate you so much right now.” I panted, causing Shawn to laugh.