there is no where i can turn

anonymous asked:

put mcelroys in order of which ones you'd want to be trapped in a bank vault with for an undisclosed period of time and explain why

1: Clint. His vast radio experience and kind, fatherly aura would be a soothing presence in an otherwise anxiety-inducing situation.

2: Justin. Always seems to have something prepared in advance on TAZ and MBMBAM, which I’m hoping would translate to the real world — maybe he brought some snacks along so we can have some Munch Squad time instead of going hungry until help arrives, y’know?

3: Travis. Down-to-earth, thoughtful, seems like a good conversational partner. That said if the conversation turned to politics I’d probably get really angry and call him a centrist fool, and then I’d get sad because I made him feel bad, and the whole situation would be deeply awkward rather than resulting in A Great Story About That Time Where Justin And I Shared Trail Mix In A Bank Vault.

4: Griffin. The guy is a great comedian but I don’t know what he’s capable of or what might cause him to snap.

Another drawing challenge where I continue a previous challenge, but add a new rule to it. In this case, I wanted to draw sketchy poses that were messy but still readable, but wanted it to be sequential poses rather than random poses. I figured I may as well turn it into an animation while I was at it.

Since I rarely animate, I wanted to mix things up and tried to animate straight ahead in a way I normally never do to see how it felt. Usually the way I animate is doing very loose key sketches to see the movement (Which you can see me fall back on around the 40 min mark), but here, I just wanted to see if I could wing it without much info. 

Also, uploaded this video in real time so you can see how painfully slow I draw sometimes.

anonymous asked:

Could you provide a guide on how you do your wards? Thank you!

My Methods for Warding

(Obviously based on my experience)

One thing first: it is dangerous to post information on how you do your wards and protections online. Anyone, even spirits, can get that info and use it to undo or get past them. So I’m just gonna give you the general gist of how I do my wards and not go too in-depth.

Making Wards

First, figure out what permissions you want for your wards. Who can come through? Who cannot? Be specific, “only entities with the highest good in mind”/“no spirits who wish me harm” and shit like that is weak. You ever seen those movies where the robots turn on humans because they want to save the humans from themselves? Well they certainly have the humans’ highest good in mind when they’re vaporizing them off the planet. “No negative entities may enter”? let’s hope you’re not a pessimist because if so, you just warded your own spirit out of your home. Somethings to keep in mind when devising permissions:

  • Make sure you don’t ward your own spirit, the spirits of family members and pets, the spirits of plants and magical tools, and the house spirits out of your home. I usually prevent this through a phrase such as “All spirits that currently reside and live in the warded area may come and go freely through the wards”.
  • Make sure you don’t ward out the spirits of things entering the home such as when you bring in new plants or new rocks or even human guests. I prevent this through a phrase such as “All spirits attached to physical forms that are intentionally and knowingly brought into the warded area by its current residents may come and go freely through the wards”.
  • Allow for spirits to enter upon your call, “Any spirit that is called by a resident of the warded area may come and go freely through the wards until they are dismissed. Upon their dismissal, all permissions are revoked from the spirit.”  
  • Allow for your spirit companions, guides, and guardians to enter and leave. 

I think allowing random spirits to enter your home is silly, it’s like leaving your door open for any stranger to walk in with little hindrance. You might be horny to meet new spirits when you’re just starting out but if you can’t even sense them yet then it’d be better to hold off on letting anyone, even those with the “highest good in mind uwu”, in. Or not! I don’t give a fuck about what you choose to do. I also don’t have a suggested phrase for you to use if you want to let randos in because for every phrase that I come up with, I can think of many ways that it can be loopholed. If you don’t want any random Ralphs, it’s implied that only those specified are free to come and go but enforce it with a phrase anyway, “No spirit may enter through these wards into the warded area unless given permission per the following list:” and then list the stuff. Of course this is just a loose guide and the more detail the more safety.

Second step, make the wards. Yeah not a lot of steps lol. I mean everything in this post, even the specialized wards section, could be accomplished by anyone with basic energy work knowledge. Nothing here is advanced or even intermediate tbh, all it takes is a bit of effort.

Do not make the wards from your own energy. You’ll be linked to them and when you’re weak, they’ll be weak which leaves your already vulnerable self even more vulnerable and they’ll subtly sap your energy, it just ain’t worth the trouble. You’ll want to keep the wards attached to a power source though so they can stay up longer and are easier to strengthen if damaged. But you also have to keep in mind that any energy connections that you make are open to tampering by outside forces.

So here’s what we’re going to do:

Write down all of your permissions and sigilize them if you want. The plan is that as you build the wards, you will “write” the permissions into the energy with your intent and mind. If that sounds like it might be difficult, then make sigils of each permission and charge them before attempting to create the wards. You’ll also need something to act as a “generator”* that you can attach the wards to and use to charge them if they get weak. Clear quartz would be the best but literally anything that energy would move easily through will work. Just make sure to cleanse it before beginning.

Alright so once you have everything ready, begin to create energy walls through visualization. Command the ambient energy of ~the universe~ to climb up the wall until it reaches the top and is stable. Do the same thing for all of the walls and ceiling and floor. As you are doing this, write your permissions into the energy using your intent and mind. Basically, just think about them really hard while building the wards :V. If you elected to make the sigils, draw the sigils with the energy on each plane and melt them into the energy of the wards.

Once everything is stable, find a spot where you want to put the generator, the most protected place of the house according to the wards would be best such as a closet. It needs to be accessible though. Once you got a good spot, connect the wards to it with an energy tether. Visualize a cord of energy extending out from the wards and attaching to the object. Charge it a bit with your energy and direct the energy to flow from the object to the wards, you don’t want all of the ward energy flowing into the object. You can visualize arrows in the tether that point from the object to the wards if you want. Once you ensure that the connection only runs one-way, ward the object with more wards or a circle. You’ll want it to be protected from tampering and you might want to make multiple generators just in case.

If you want to remove permissions, you gotta redo the whole thing lol. But if you want to add new permissions, you can do so through the use of sigils of energy on each plane or by “writing” them in energy again and pushing that energy through a generator. Generators are 100% unnecessary by the way, they just make maintenance so much easier so I recommend.    

Congrats you did it

*There’s a legit word for this but I forgot it so you get generator instead. Bonus points if you use a generator crystal.

Allies for Warding

I often enlist the help of my allies or nature spirits to help in ward creating and boosting. Now I’d be careful of asking just anyone to help you with your wards, I once had a spirit who helped me with my wards turn them against me when she revealed her true colors. For that reason, I am just going to focus on nature spirits as allies and you can use your own judgement on whether or not you want your companions to partake in your ward making. However, before I go into that, I do just want to mention that forming an alliance or contract with a spirit for them to act as a sort of security guard has been helpful for me and I’d recommend that if it is something that may interest you.

Okay so the reason why I recommend nature spirits for ward allies is because the many of them are fine with lending you their energy for little to nothing in return. I mean it’s always nice to thank them for their hard work though. The Sun, Moon, and planets are very powerful entities that bring in all kinds of energies that can mesh well with different forms of wards. However, plants and rocks are just as good and often lend unique abilities to you. All you really need to do is to ask them if they’d be willing to lend you some support or energy in your wards, how they will do that, and what they would like in return. Protective stones and plants obviously would work the best but it’s good to know just how they will work so you can be sure that their methods don’t conflict with your wards.

Here’s a list of a few good plants that I’ve used and how their protection manifested (UPG):

  • Angelica is the best for defensive wards. It’s very good at building and reinforcing energy walls/barriers and making multiple layers of them. It dispels negative forces by building said walls and then “pushing” them out of the defended area. I recommend this herb for any warding system. It’s just one of the best protection herbs in the game xP
  • Roses can actually be used for protection, those thorns aren’t just for show after all. They’re not too powerful but if you want a bit of offense to your wards they’d be pretty good. They act like a barbed wire on a fence, more of a deterrent than a serious hazard but will still do some damage to anyone who tries to bust through.
  • Peppers are much more powerful offensive allies. They often lend the element of fire to your wards so they burn and scorch foes. A particularly powerful one or many together can even set fire to an opponent. Unless your wards are designed around fire it might be best not to go too overboard with peppers since they can sometimes “overpower” other facets of your wards on accident.
  • Rosemary, Basil, and Cedar all are good general boosters that will strengthen the energy and defensive power of your wards. Plant rosemary at the weakest spot in your wards for extra protection there.

Of course, there’s many more plants and some will work good, even better than the ones that I’ve mentioned, while others will work horribly. Asafoetida is my one of favorite herbs and is probably one of the strongest protective herbs however it is absolutely useless for warding. Why? Because it’s super good at anti-magic and neutralizing energy and guess what your wards are made from? Now a crafty person may be able to work in asafoetida so it neutralizes all enemy attacks but you risk nullifying your own wards since the herb is known for nullifying all magic in an area, not just bad energy and other routes are so much more efficient at accomplishing that same task. So the point of this was so that you recognize that just because some online correspondence sheet says that an herb is “protective”, that doesn’t mean that it will always be beneficial to you. Talk to the plant, ask it what it can do for you and see if that’ll be helpful. And like I said earlier, this can be extended to rocks, planetary bodies, etc. not just plants.

Ward Upkeep

Wards aren’t permanent and they’ll need to be updated and refurbished every so often. It’s good to have a schedule for this sort of thing, you know something like: check the stability of the wards once a week and then completely redo them once a month. Yes, completely redo them. Over time your wards may take hard to repair/irreparable damage or just slowly weaken. It’s easier and better to just dismantle all of the wards and redo them from time to time instead of trying to hold them together with a lot of energy duct tape. How often you do these things is up to you but you should definitely check your wards after any attack or breach. It’ll also be helpful to power up your wards if you are expecting an attack. You can strengthen them simply by pushing more energy in through the generator or creating a whole new layer of energy just as you created the original. Just for your information, here’s some things that can weaken your wards:

  • Spirit or magical attacks
  • Spirit traffic (frequent conjuring/calling spirits, allowing for the passage of random spirits, spells to draw spirits to you, etc.)
  • Residual or stagnant energies sitting around because of infrequent cleansings
  • Some spells or spell ingredients (For example, asafoetida as I mentioned earlier but also any anti-magic ingredient if used frequently. Also if you cast spells in a warded place, sometimes that energy will need to leave through your wards depending on their purpose and frequent castings can weaken them)
  • Other shit
  • Time

Doing ward upkeep can also help you figure out what is working and was isn’t working, what kind of protections go well together and what kinds don’t, etc. You will have to add modifications based on situations so don’t think that once you throw up your wards you’ll never have to interact with them again.


title: Classified (Peter Parker Imagine)

characters: reader x peter parker, daughter!reader x tony stark, steve rogers, bucky barnes, clint barton, natasha romanoff, bruce banner, james rhodes, wanda maximoff, vision, sam wilson

request:“Could you write one where the reader is Tony Stark’s daughter and is dating Peter Parker? Something where the reader and peter try to sneak around and be discreet but everyone on the team knows about the relationship except Tony. Maybe Tony could find out in a very uncomfortable way or something like that? You can take what you want (if any) from this. You are a fantastic writer so i’m sure it will be great!” - @shenanigans-and-broken-hearts​

word count:1,411

warnings: swearing, secrecy (is that a warning idk)

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Pairing:Lucifer x Reader
Word count: 2,244
Warnings: Fluff.  
Request: ( Anonymous ) You know what would be hilarious? A fic where Lucifer gets turned into a cat and the reader has to take care of him until they can find a way to change him back. The irony in that! (threaten to snip him if he doesn’t behave 😁) 

I tinkered with the request just a little to fit into the idea I had, but I hope you like it!

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A Medical Emergency Pt.2

Howdy friends! It’s wee bairn Marlo, coming to you live from a family holiday to Montreal. So many of you asked for a second part to my prompt surrounding doctor Claire and patient Jamie, which I have since dubbed A Medical Emergency (which you can read here). And, considering how angsty the last few TSS fics have been (blame Kaitlyn and Mikayla), I figured it was time to deliver some fluff for your amusement!

As always, a major thank you to my Kilt Kult buddies and fellow TSS mods for keeping me on track and reassuring me that my writing isn’t trash. Also, I owe all of you a major shout out as well, as I would never have written this fic without your overwhelming positive response. So, thank you thank you thank you from the very bottom of my heart!


It was two weeks before Claire could stomach facing Jamie again. The surgery had been a success, and Claire had meticulously mended the shattered bones of Jamie’s hand. She hadn’t counted on the infection that set in, keeping him bedridden and feverish for nearly a week. Claire couldn’t help but feel responsible.

“It happens all the time LJ. I wouldn’t worry about it.” said Joe Abernathy, Claire’s fellow doctor and hospital confidante. She knew that there was nothing she could have done, that infections happen and it was out of her control, but the thought of seeing Jamie in more pain, with even the smallest chance of it being by her hand, was too much to bear. She didn’t know what is was about this Scot: his bull-headedness, the way his nose crinkled when he smiled at her as she was wheeling him into surgery, or how peaceful and innocent he looked under anesthesia, the softness of his face making him look like a child. Whatever it was, Claire found herself experiencing feelings she had never felt before, and it left her simultaneously terrified and exhilarated.

It was a Tuesday afternoon, and Claire had just finished a run of the mill appendectomy. Granted with a brief reprieve, she quickly cleaned herself off before heading to the on-call room, eager to take a quick rest before her pager summoned her again. Unfortunately, she found herself having to cross through the recovery wing, where Jamie lay behind the closed door of room 263. Claire had continued to follow his case, coercing nurses into providing valuable intel on his condition and moral.

“Yes, he is eating.”

“No. He doesn’t have a fever.”

“If you’re so interested Doctor, why don’t you go ask him yourself?”

Still, Claire refused to step foot in that room. The nagging guilt in her stomach surrounding his prolonged hospitalization, coupled with the more puzzling stirrings deep in the pit of her stomach, wouldn’t allow her to walk down the white tile hall leading up to his room. Unfortunately, she currently had no other option.

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i’ve seen you hanging around my apartment and i thought it was because you missed me, turns out you’ve been using my wifi you asshole namjoon

Namjoon builds up the courage to approach you standing by the sidewalk of where he lived instead of putting on a blind eye. Two weeks since the breakup, he hasn’t been able to look at you the same way he used to without threatening to cry at least five times but each time he past you by and headed straight to the lobby and elevated up to his unit, he can’t help but take a glance back down the window to see you were still there… like how a part of him wishes you would.

He doesn’t know why you’re here but you haven’t said anything about it or to him. So Namjoon takes action on his own to walk up to you on a Saturday night he intends to spend alone but is now trying to fight his loneliness with someone he used to call his everything.

“Y-Y/N?” Damn it, you just had to stutter, didn’t you?

Your hood falls back a little when you tip your chin up and black on black on black is a good combination for you to light up the rest of your face. As far as you can get to blend into the night, the moon could never take your spot in having this glow on your cheeks, the sparkle in your eyes and the glitter framing your smile like losing him meant nothing.

“Oh, hey… Namjoon,” You lower your phone and he doesn’t pay much mind to it, eyes gazing into your own as you speak, “What’re you doing here?”

He scoffs a laugh, “I live here,”

With the clicking of your tongue and the bucket of cold awkwardness poured over the two of you, you can only offer a sheepish smile, “Ah, right… your point?”

“Look, I’ll be honest, okay? I’ve been seeing you here since we broke up and you keep coming around here so I’m going to be direct and ask did you miss me?”

You shrug, “You could say that,”

Could? What the fu-”The notification from your phone cuts him off and he squints at the screen. When your fingers try to cover it from his view, this is one of the few times he’s agile enough to snatch it from you. He tries his luck to key in your passcode he remembers by heart and miraculously it unlocks. He pulls the bar down and taps on the wi-fi, revealing that - “You’re using my wi-fi?!”

“You know I’d never lie to you so…”

“You’ve been coming back here just to use my wi-fi?!” He shoves your phone back into your hands and the look that fills his eyes crosses between anger and… disappointment. “I thought you missed me the way I missed you and to think we could have another shot but you stooped so low to come back just to use my wi-fi. What the fuck?”


“Don’t Namjoon me. I don’t have anything else to say to you and by the way, I’m changing my password so good luck coming around here-”

“Would you suck up your pity party and shut up for a minute?” You get up from sitting by the brick partition jutting out from the wall, looking up to him. “Sucks, doesn’t it?”

Namjoon’s furrowed brows and creased forehead only shows his confusion.

“How does it feel like to have someone so close but feel so far away from you? How do you think I feel whenever you come home to me but all you do is shut me out? I’m not complaining or anything but think about it, Joon. You are no different than I am now compared to when we were together,” That shuts him up completely, so you unlock your phone to pull up your web browser to continue where you’re searching for - “By the way, I was looking for a good place to getaway… with you,”

“…using my wi-fi,”

“Will you shut the fuck up about your damned wi-fi? If we’re talking about this then how about we talk about you using up almost a bottle of my whole body wash for a fucking bubble bath, you eating up all my cereal and milk along with two doors you broke down during the timespan we were together?”

You take in a deep breath and exhale, putting your hands into the connecting pocket of your hoodie and stepping back, “Go ahead and change your password if you want. I won’t come back anymore so you can stop worrying about-”

“I’m sorry,”

“…for what?”

“For… shutting you out. For not opening up more and… using up all your body wash and eating your cereal and all that,”

“I didn’t come here for an apology,”

Namjoon opens his mouth and you stop him before he can say anything.

“If you bring up your wi-fi one more time, I will shove my foot up your ass-”Namjoon stops you from speaking when he lunges at you to pull you into his embrace. Long arms sliding around your waist as his face buries in your neck, Namjoon hasn’t felt at home since and now it’s all coming back to him when your scent and presence alone overwhelms him. He squeezes you tight, and tighter when you put your arms around him.

“I’m really sorry… for everything,”

“…I’m sorry too. I wasn’t exactly the best girlfriend in the world,”

“But you loved me,” Namjoon whispers to your skin, syllables shaking, “And that was good enough for me,”

“Not loved,” You create a gap between the pair of you but it’s still enough for Namjoon to count the stars in your eyes, “Still do,”

He picks out all the stars and fills them up with words, saying in return: “Good. Because I do too.”

In about 3 hours I’m leaving for Blue Lake Fine Arts Camp, where I’ll be staying until the 23/07 without internet with the exception of the three days from 09-11/07. I’ve got my queue up to the maximum 300 and lowered it from posting 50 times a day to 8, so that it lasts the whole time. Obviously no asks or messages can be answered during this time (and if you see any asks answered they’re queued) and I’m even considering turning messages off for the time being. I’ve indicated this in my bio which nobody reads anyway, and also taken my snapchat off my bio. For those of you who have me on snapchat, @treble–maker is officially in control of it as of 8:00 Eastern Time (20:00 Perth time) in order to maintain my streaks. Have fun without me, and RIP my 349-day Duolingo streak. Everything was gold two days ago and already now it’s quite colourful; it’ll be hell to get everything back to gold after camp. Shit.
For those of you wondering about IB results coming out on the 6th, my mother is phoning in to the camp at 6am and they’re putting through to me and she’ll tell me my score. Doubtless, knowing her, if it’s good news she’ll put it on Facebook and tag me in it, in case you’re curious and have me on Facebook. I’m predicted 43, I’m expecting 41-44, and I need 36 to go to Edinburgh University next year (studying music. obviously). I’ll probably blab about it on tumblr in the middle 3 days if it’s good news so expect that.
I think that’s it. The food is super unhealthy but they have a salad bar and you have to walk around a lot in camp, so please pray for my weight. See you on the other side.
P.S. I’m playing 1st clarinet in Tchaikovsky 2 and Mendelssohn 3. Be jealous.

AC/DC-Remus Lupin Imagine

Request: Can i make a request please where remus lupin is in love with a hufflepuff and everyone expects her to be all shy but when they play a prank in the hufflepuff common room they see her dancing to rock (ac/dc or something) so they push him to ask her out

Warnings: none

Hope you all enjoy! xo 

“A prank in the Hufflepuff common room?” Remus repeated, turning to face Sirius and James with a disconcerted look on his face. 

“Yep, tonight,” Sirius replied, grinning mischievously.

“Don’t worry, we know Y/N will be there, so we won’t touch a hair on her head,” James added, clapping a hand to Remus’ shoulder. 

“Pfft, why would I be worried?” He asked, leaning against the table in an attempt to look nonchalant, but nearly falling off his chair.

“You’re in love with Y/N, duh,” Sirius said.

“Is it that obvious?”

“As obvious as James obsessing over Lily.” A slap echoed around the common room.  

“Just tell him the plan, you git,” James grumbled.

“So,” Sirius began, rubbing the back of his head with a scowl, “we go into their common room and hide some Dungbombs while they’re all at dinner. Then, we turn everything red and gold and put Gryffindor banners up on the walls. After dinner, when they’re trying to clean up, we set off the Dungbombs.”

“At least this is better than the Slytherin prank that nearly got us all expelled,” Remus said with a shrug.

“It’s not my fault those girls were scared of pixies. I thought they were cute.”

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walking in the rain (m) : myg

Originally posted by yoongichii

request:  can you do a fluffy scenario where you like to play in the rain but Suga finds it childish and you convince him to play in the rain with you and he ends up having a lot of fun (maybe at the end a little smutty but you can do it if you want) I hope this isn’t too much I love your blog <3

word count: 1.9k

author’s note: i’m reposting everything i have written on hoseoksgal onto this new, writing blog. well … this took a turn. this is very overdue and by no means fluffy at all but it is what it is… -ally


Another groan. Another giggle.

Yoongi couldn’t help but be annoyed at the weather. Even more so he was annoyed with the fact that you would not stop playing in it. You tried to persuade him to join you, but he just shook your hand off of him, sighed, and continued walking.

It was understandable why he was upset. Walking home from his studio the day before his mixtape release would be stressful on anyone. But you couldn’t understand why he was taking it out on you. Throughout the entire day he had just seemed so irritated by every little thing you had done, even snapping at you for dropping the cap of your water bottle. This day was supposed to be one filled with excitement as the final preparations for his mixtape were finished with. But no, instead it was a dreadful day just walking in the rain.


“Min Yoongi,” you stopped right in front of him. “I know you’re stressed but please try and have fun with me. Today is a celebration, if anything. Not just another day for you to be grumpy.”

The only response was not. You were right and he hated to admit it to himself. But that wasn’t going to stop him from being annoyed with the weather. He looked towards the sky, today of all days.


He absolutely would not let himself admit how cute you were being right now. You were wearing a black dress that he bought you, instantly making it one of his favorites. He would also not admit the tightening in his pants when you twirled a little too hard and your underwear was exposed. There was no way in hell he was going to join you in your silly actions.

But he did.

Now the sounds of splashing were coming from the two of you together. It was something that no one would have ever thought of doing. Dancing with Min Yoongi of all people, outside, in the rain. Giggling to yourself at the thought, he looked at you and raised an eyebrow.

“Oh my god. You look so cute!”

“I am not cute whatsoever.” He protested.

“Okay sure.” That was your response as the two of you linked hands while approaching a stop light.

You noticed that Yoongi was looking around. There was no way of telling what he was looking for until the grasp he had on your hand suddenly tightened and he ran you off to an alleyway that was close by.

Before you had a chance to ask what was going on, you were pinned against a wall with a leg between yours and a hand roughly squeezing your ass.

“You think you can parade around here and not expect me to see what you’re doing? You didn’t wear shorts under that dress on purpose. I specifically bought it for you because it was short, and now you decide to tease me with it? What am I going to do about this, hm? Those were the only words you heard before he left you standing there in a puddle of your own wetness.

Turning around to look at you, he cocked his head to the side as if asking if you were coming. There was no way you were passing up a chance like this. Finally, you thought, your ploy actually worked and you were once again going to see the dominate side of your boyfriend you constantly longed for. It wasn’t like Yoongi avoided showing this side of him to you, it was more that he was just a gentle being in everything he did, including activities in the bedroom. Hell, you even had to ask him to tie you up the first time because the foreign thought never even crossed his mind. You even felt a little bad. You knew the stress he was under, but you also knew that this would help him in more ways than one. He would finally be able to release some of the pent up anger he had residing in him over the past few months. Despite the feelings of guilt, you were happy for whatever was to come.

Finally reaching the house, Yoongi only demanded, “Upstairs. You know the routine.” before you even had a chance to take your shoes off.

“Yes Sir,” you answered.

Walking up the stairs you did a little jump out of excitement. It was happening after who knows how long, and it was going to be intense. Stripping off your clothes and walking over to the drawer that held your best lingerie you debated if you even needed any. Chances are that it would be ripped off as soon as he walked in the bedroom so you decided against it. Instead, you placed the choker on your neck that you knew was his favorite and assumed your regular position on the bed. Face down, ass in the air. The spanking you were in for would be brutal, but it didn’t matter.

“Would you like to tell me why,” he entered the room, “you thought it was a good idea to tease me, today of all days? Kitten, you know I don’t appreciate it.” He took off his belt and set it on the bed next to you, now only in his boxers.

“Have an answer for me?” He was not behind you, one hand on the belt, the other on your lower back. “I’m going to take that as a no, then.”


The sound of the belt against your porcelain skin rang out through the room. Mixed along with the sound of your moans and Yoongi’s breathing.


“The sooner you answer me, the sooner the fun starts.” You knew that. You also knew you didn’t have an answer for him. There was no way of just stating you did it because you wanted to, that wouldn’t satisfy him.


“Since it looks like you don’t have an answer for me, I’ll stop for now.” You let out a sigh. The spanking was quite enjoyable if you were honest, but there was no way of telling how far he would go. Especially tonight.

Flipping you over so you were now laying on your back, he grabbed your collar and forced you to the floor. Right in front of you was what you had been waiting for. At that moment the only sight you wanted to see was him. Every inch of him. Slowly pulling down his boxers for you and taking his length into his hand, he tapped the tip onto your mouth waiting for you to open. When you finally did, he instantly moaned out of relief.

“That’s my girl.”

Bobbing your head along his length, you could almost feel him twitching inside of your mouth. It hadn’t even been that long since the two of you had had sex but he was a sensitive one and always had been.

“That’s enough.” You released him from your mouth and nodded with a sly smile.

“You’re smiling because you’re getting what you want, huh?” You only nodded.

Next thing you knew, he roughly grabbed you by your arm and threw you on the bed. With a squeal of excitement leaving your mouth, the thoughts in your head of what was to come next only left you dripping, even more than you already were.

“So wet already,” he said while slowly climbing on top of you. “Do I even need to play with you? It seems like you’re ready for me now.”

“Please,” you moaned. “Please touch me. It’s been too long since we’ve been like this. I’m desperate.”

And you really were. There were countless times you had snuck off while he was in bed just to touch yourself. Anything to help you push away the naughty thoughts of him that you had in your head. He was too much without even knowing it sometimes.

“Only if you’re a good girl.”

Then with warm heavy hands, he spread your thighs open. The wetness from your sex now dripping down your thighs. He could see that and he smiled. Slowly dipping his head down until it was parallel to the place you wanted him to touch you that most. With hungry eyes, Yoongi’s mouth began attacking your clit. He was relentless in his licks and would not stop even if you begged him to although you never would. Just as you were about to hit your climax, he stopped.

“Yoongi,” you moaned, “Come back.”


He got up from his position and began to look at you intensely. With one eyebrow up and a hand on his chin he finally spoke, “How should I take you? Hm? From the back, maybe with you on top? You decide.”

Knowing that no matter what position you picked he would eventually take you the way he wanted, you chose to be on top at first. Hoping to get a little more satisfaction out of him than usual.

Moaning out of pleasure as you slowly rested down on his length, you began to ride him. Slowly at first until you saw him getting irritated at your movements.


“You better pick up the pace before I decide to change things.”

Nodding in agreement you began to bounce faster. The pleasure erupting from your core was indescribable. A mix between your clit rubbing against Yoongi’s skin with each downward movement, and the feeling of Yoongi’s length inside of you had you almost in shambles. It was almost too much stimulation and you two had just begun. Noticing the increased moans coming from your mouth, Yoongi reached down and began rubbing your clit.

“It’s too much.”

“Too bad.” He continued until tears began to form. “Time to switch.”

He grabbed you by the hips and put you to the side of the bed motioning for you to get to the center and flip on your stomach. Abiding by his rules you did just that. This was a position Yoongi often favored, since he was now able to control your movements.

Not even waiting for you to adjust, Yoongi had began his quest for ultimate pleasure.

Moans filled the room. The sound of the rain pouring outside and the cracked open window made the atmosphere humid. You were both sweating, but that didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was the feelings. It wasn’t only sex that you were exploring, it was a new side of each other neither of you had seen before.

Skin continued to writhe against itself and Yoongi began picking up the pace. You could tell he was close. His groans were getting even louder and he had even grabbed your hair.

“Yoongi,” you moaned.

“Hold it.”

Respecting his wishes you held off your climax for as long as you could. Expecting him to take longer you were surprised when the two of you came at the same time. It was something that had never happened before.

“Oh my god,” you breathed as you flopped down on the mattress. “What just happened?”

Getting nothing but a groan from Yoongi, you looked over to him and patted his cheek.

“Cheer up buttercup. The sun is shining, birds are chirping and your mixtape is sure to be a hit.”

anonymous asked:

Can you write a scenario where Oikawa finds out that his little sister is dating Ushiwaka???

Anon-chaaan I hope you like this even tho it’s pretty short!!!


“Ne-can, I’m going out!” you put on your shoes and Oikawa turns to look at you from the door frame.

“Where are you going? You’ve been going out every weekend!” He exclaims. You bite your lip, you hated lying to him.

But he would flip out if you told him you were dating his rival.

“I’m going to the new cafe!” You stand and open the door.

Oikawa shakes his head. “Who are you going with? Call me as soon as you get there! Don’t go out too late!”

“With some friends! No promises!” He hears the door close.

You had been too nice to him, he got that straight.

You were never nice to him.

His eyebrows furrow. What are you hiding from him?


“Hello!” You stand on your tiptoes and kiss Wakatoshi’s cheek. He gives you a small smile and opens the cafe doors for you.

You walk inside and the waitress brings you to a table for two.

The tall Ace pulls out the chair for you then sit down across you. You rest your chin on your hand and smile at him.

“How was your week?” He sighs and clasps his hands, resting his arms on the table.

“My week was well, how was yours?” He looks down at your hand and reaches to hold it. A light blush settles on his cheeks and you smile widely at him as butterflies swarm your stomach.

“It was alright, I missed you a lot.” You blush as he strokes your hand with his thumb.

You order your drinks and continue to catch up. Your phone rings and you quickly check the contact.


You shake your head and turn the phone on silent.

Ushijima glances at your phone and leans forward.

“Have you told him?” You shake your head and bite your lip.

“And I hate lying to him. But I just don’t know how he’ll take it…” You play with the sleeves of his button up as you avoid his eyes.

He sighs and opens his mouth to speak, soon to be cut by your phone ringing once again.


You sigh and glance at your tall boyfriend, quickly apologizing as you answer your phone.

“_____ where are you?” Tooru’s voice rang in your ears and you sigh.

“I’m at the café, okay? I’m really busy right now.”

“Who are you with?”

“I’m here with Sarada. Goodbye, ne-chan-“

“_____ don’t you dare end this call, I just called Sarada’s house and she answered.”

Your heart falls to your stomach. Your eyes widen as you look in front oof you, Wakatoshi’s eyebrows furrowed. You look behind him and surprise, surprise.

The all too familiar brown curly hair walks towards your table.

“Hello, Wakatoshi-kun.” Oikawa says as he fake smiles at the two of you and slings an arm over his shoulder.

Ushijima glances at you and looks at your brother.

“I can explain-“

“How long have you been seeing my sister, Wakatoshi-kun?” Oikawa asks.

Ushijima looks at you and you avoid his eyes. He looks up at the setter.

“Almost two months, Oikawa-san.” Oikawa’s eyes widen and his smile disappears.

His arm slips off his shoulder and he looks at you with his mouth open.

“_____ what the-“

“I didn’t tell you because I knew you were gonna flip out…” You blurt as Oikawa steps over to you.

Oikawa purses his lips. He shakes his head and glares at Ushijima. Silence drafts over the table and you hold your breath.

Ushijima’s heart beat fast, he wasn’t going to lose you, right?

Oikawa takes a moment to grasp this reality. He closes his eyes and shakes his head.

“You better take care of my little sister, got it? If I hear anything you’re dead.” He threatens as he points a finger at your boyfriend.

Wait, what?

You look up at your brother and he smiles at you. Ushijima nods at him, mouth slightly agape as shock overcomes.

Your brother turns to leave and you call out to him.

“Ne-chan what-“

“As long as you’re happy then I can’t do anything about it,” He smiles at you shyly and you smile back at him. He glances at Wakatoshi and stares him dead in the eye.

“I’m not coming to Shiratorizawa.”

Mine | Tommy Shelby (P.2 of Church)

many of you asked for a part 2 of church so here you go. i’ve purposely left it on a bad ending so i can write another part if people want that. this is slowly becoming a series but if other people do what another request, it will be a while before it’s uploaded. thank you for all ur lovely comments and enjoy.

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castortheanimation  asked:

Would you like to have a lot of fluff again?

@leafeon-daily asked: Pharos! Do you ever miss having fluffy, snuggly wool?

Pharos: If you’re asking if I miss being a Mareep, then the answer is no. Being one was easily the most troubled stage in my life, and I wouldn’t want to go back to that. If I were to turn into a Mareep now, where I am now, away from the farm… I still wouldn’t like it. I was too vulnerable and weak… I’m ok now. Plus, if I want to be fluffy again, I can just mega evolve~

@chocolateflavoredmagicphatmouse asked: Have you ever mega evolved? What does it feel like?

Pharos: Well, mega evolution can be painful, but… I’ve overcome it, so to speak? My trainer always made me feel safe when mega evolving, and I’ve done so so many times for contests that… I no longer feel afraid of it. I won’t say it’s not weird, but it’s a weirdness I’m accustomed to.

20 questions [12/20]
M!A [3/5]

wanderlustingandwandering  asked:

(1) First of all, yay!!! Daddy Wednesday my favorite day of the week! Second, imagine waking up to an empty bed, and padding down the hallway to and peeking into your child's room to see Bucky or Beck holding your toddler close, their tiny hand curled in your husbands hair as he sways gently and sings them "you are my sunshine" and just leaning on the door watching them. Eventually he puts your baby back in their crib and turns around surprised to see you.

(2) “what are you doing up?” He’s ask, as you make your way over to him where you fall into his arms and kiss his cheek. “I woke up to an empty bed.” You’d murmur, snuggling into his side as you both just stare down at your baby. “I still can’t believe she’s ours” he’d say in disbelieving murmur.

(3)You’d smile softly and sigh, “well believe it, babe.” You’d reply w/a chuckle. “I do, I also remember how much fun we had making her.” He said with smirk. You’d blush, bury your face in his neck. “We did have fun didn’t we?” You murmur, as she stirs with a soft snort. You both just watch her for a few moments and the he just breaks the silence with, “let’s make another, doll.” Then carries you off to the bedroom over his shoulder

This one made me giggle hahah, in a good way - Gen 

Daddy Wednesday™

Shine and Fade - Drake x MC, A Royal Romance Fanfic

#ChoicesCreates Round16


“Don’t ask me to say I don’t love you.”

Book: The Royal Romance

Pairing: Drake x MC

Rating: T

Hosted by @texanhusker, and a special thank you to @hollyashton for keeping this alive for 16 whole rounds!

[A little note: Ever since that snowfall scene with MC and Drake, I’ve been thinking that watching the stars could turn into something they indulge together as much as they can. Until that same indulgment is ultimately what befalls them. I know a couple of you know I prefer angst so this won’t be any different. I’m sorry for writing so much drake x mc, but I just love them so much. Enjoy!]

[Summary: Star-gazing became their commitment to each other. The only moments where they don’t have to hide their growing feelings. Until, it isn’t anymore.]

Looking at the stars has become their thing. Their little habit without saying it. The only time when they harbor no excuses to see each other. The only moments when her hand finds his and he doesn’t hesitate in gripping them, enveloping each other with a sense of awareness; more than the warm comfort of a friend. When they are alone with only the stars as company, the competition doesn’t feel as crushing to their souls as or as thick; a heavy burden they both bare. Their secret meeting as they scamper away from the castle is a mute agreement; the blossoming excitement of an unspoken romance. 

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anonymous asked:

WHOSE LINE IS IT ANYWAY BUT THE CONTESTANTS(people?) ARE JOEY, HENRY, ALICE AND BORRIS AND BENDY IS THE HOST. ("Where's your gun, Henry, if ya know what I mean?" "It's in my pants, Joey, IF YA KNOW WHAT I MEAN." "...Henry, you pervert!") -M.B.

Bendy: Things you can do to the Bible, but not your girlfriend.

Alice: *walks in set*

Bendy: *hits buzzer*

Bendy: “Thanks that will get you turned into a searcher”

Wally: *drags Sammy on stage* You’re music sounds like a vomiting child.

Bendy: Welcome back the show, and if you weren’t here before, you haven’t missed much of Captain Anime.

Joay: *covers face*

Bendy: Thats our new nickname for Joey.

Bendy: Henry, have you figured out what you’re standing infront of?

Henry: *sigh* Is it half naked men?


Bendy: Things you can say to your dog, but not your GF.

Boris: *Walks on stage*. Come.

Bendy: *buzzes repeatedly*

~Admin Comrade

actualpuppychriswood replied to your post: so when are y'all gonna stop holding mon…

Mon-el is the most forgiving character in the show. There is a literal scene where Kara is blaming herself for her parents doing nothing to stop the destruction of Krypton and Mon-El literally said it wasn’t her fault or her parents fault for what happened to Daxam, they just shared a star. Can’t believe this “misogynistic, abusive, slave-owning” man is more forgiving than these antis. Yikes.


the thought of blaming someone for something has never even crossed his mind, he’s taken accusations, he’s taken kara’s prejudice against daxamites, he’s taken everyone turning against him, even though he was right, without even thinking about saying “i told you so”, immediately told kara to use the weapon that kills daxamites to protect earth without a second thought, has openly been regretful and guilty of how things on daxam were, saying he didn’t know he was spoiled and useless until he came to a different planet and saw things for how they are, stood up against his father and said he wanted to change how things were on daxam, got slapped and sent to a cell for 4 years by his mother, who abused him his whole life

he’s openly changed and developed yet these people mute his scenes and scream about how terrible he is

anonymous asked:

Oh Sam, there are raids in PoGo now. Sadly I am by myself, so raids above 2 are not doable. But on happier note, I have now Tyranitar, thanks to lucky coincidence of hatching like 5 of 10 km eggs. Yay. As you are one of the ppl that i know that plays it, i had to share it.

Congratulations on your Tyranitar! I don’t have one yet, I am envious! 

I do wish you could turn raids off tbh. Like if there was just a “no raids” option where you could check a box and you didn’t have to EVERY FIVE MINUTES see “a raid is happening soon in your area” on the screen.  

There was one happening as I walked past it, so I waited the three minutes until it started, but I guess you can’t just do a raid alone if nobody else is there? It just kept “finding other players” and wouldn’t let me do anything.  

I’m not loving the new gyms, either. Every gym immediately fills with its six alotted pokemon, so I guess I’m just never joining a gym again. (Also I think the new gym design/layout is super tacky looking, but that’s just Aesthetic.)

I feel like they’re possibly going to shed a bunch of casual players, which I suppose they don’t really mind since the hardcore players are the money spenders. But I play pokemon because I can play it while doing other shit, I’m not interested in having to schedule other stuff I’m doing around raids, especially if I have to socialize with strangers while doing so. 

Precisely 4 months ago, I landed my eyes on him. 4 months ago, a new source of happiness, of radiance entered my life. Today that man turns 24.
Happy Birthdae to my sunshine.
Happy Birthdae to the man who never fails to cheer me up.
Happy Birthdae to the man who kills me and makes me feel alive at the same time.
Happy Birthdae to the petty man who unfollows his members, but loves them more than we ever can, the man who showers us with love constantly, irrespective of what he may be going through.
Happy Birthday, Daehyun.
Thank you for existing. I’m not sure where I’d be without you. Thanks to you, I found 2 of the best things that have happened to me: B.A.P, and Babyz. This fandom has quickly accepted me like family and has brightened up my life, they’ve become a source of support for me, and it’s all on you.
I hope you’re happy, I hope your “reverse vampire” teeth always stick out as you smile. I hope you realise how beautiful you are, inside out. I hope you’re able to make full use of the GINORMOUS amount of talent you possess. And, I hope you realise how loved you are.
So, Happy Birthday Babyhyun. I love you.

jenbellsblog  asked:

So when I happened to come across a serious anti Robert tumblr, it made me feel so guilty for loving the two of them together. Because Aaron does deserve so much better. And with the Incident, I did think that's it now. Then the reveal episode was so beautifully done. But Aaron hurting himself again, turning to drugs in the latest spoilers, does mean this R/R shitfest is triggering him. I just don't know why IM called them soulmates if he was going to damage them like this : (

I can’t take anything an anti says seriosuly not when they’re all pathologically obsessed with the fandom/Robert and also when half of them where robron shippers. They’re all a bunch of hypocrites who are frankly full of shit.

Aaron does deserve better but that doesn’t mean he deserves better than Robert. I hate the what’s happened but Aaron and Robert have always been damaged and messed up and that’s what makes them great. Do I want better for them? Of course but it is was it is unfortunately. But I will never be made or will I ever feel bad for shipping them and wanting them together. And you shouldn’t either.

They might be toxic and unhealthy but what fictional relationship is perfect and healthy? There isn’t one. You should ship and like you want, without having to justify your reasons why. If you feel like you can’t support or enjoy them anyone then do what’s best for you but don’t let anyone especially those who think they are better than you because they don’t ship them make you feel bad for enjoying something. At the end of the day this is fiction and it’s not real and we’re all free to enjoy whatever the hell we want.