they are a bunch of hotties

Hi my name is Damien Allan Poe Bloodmarch and I have long ebony black hair that reaches my mid-back and violent violet eyes like dying lilac and a lot of people tell me i look like Count Dracula (AN: if you don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Edgar Allan Poe but i wish i was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a vampire but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m also a vegetarian, and i live in a neighborhood with a bunch of other dads (i’m gay). I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. i love Hot Topic and i buy all my clothes from there. For example today i was wearing a vintage victorian vest and white button up shirt with a matching lace jabot at the front and a black pair of trousers, and black oxfords. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eyeshadow. I was walking around the neighborhood. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which i was very happy about. All the other dads stared at me. I put my middle finger up at them.

hurtful words (pt. 2)

summary; just as for Y/N and Shawn, the first week of a breakup can be hard on any couple – but what’s even harder is when feelings are still involved on both sides.


warning; small use of profanity


one week later

You took a deep breath and thought over your actions for the millionth as you sat parked in front of you and Shawn’s shared flat. After today, it’d just be called ‘Shawn’s flat’, because in the back seat of your car contained empty boxes waiting to be filled with the items you had brought to Shawn’s place over the year. Wanting no more to do with Shawn, you and your friends decided that getting your stuff back would be the best first-step of getting over the boy. You weren’t entirely sure if this was the right move, but you wanted Shawn out of your life. 

Of course, everyone makes mistakes and within the last seven days, you’ve grown to accept that people simply forget things sometimes. What you were now mad about were the words that he spewed at you. It still gives you a pang in the chest when you try to rethink everything he yelled at you that night. No one deserves to be thrown around like that, and no one deserves to be called the things that Shawn called you the other night. You still sometimes wonder if you are just being over dramatic, but whether it was rational or not for you to breakup with Shawn was another discussion that would have to wait until you moved all of your stuff out.

Taking the keys out of the ignition, you opened the door to the back of your car to retrieve the three medium sized boxes. Trying to stack them together while walking to the front door was a hassle, but you finally ended up knocking at the door. You had the key, but you weren’t sure if it’d be weird or not to barge in.

After a couple of minutes and no response, you rang the doorbell. You were given back silence. Your patience was beginning to run thin, and you were about to turn your back to the door before you heard the doorknob turn. When the door slowly creaked open, you were greeted by a sight that brought you back to the night of you and Shawn’s latest date. Shawn’s face was puffed red and looked lifeless. When you got a closer look at him, his eyes were bloodshot and were adorned by heavy bags that indicated that he hadn’t been getting much sleep either. His hair was completely disheveled from its usual casual yet put-together updo. You had known that you’ve looked terrible these last few days, but Shawn’s appearance made you look like a super model compared to him.

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shortecklund  asked:

Hiya!! Can you guys update the size kink tag (if it's ready to be updated) preferably where Stiles is the size queen, thank you ❤️❤️❤️


Choking Hazard by promisingahurricane (3/? | 6,759 | NR)

The one where Derek has a big dick and is looking for someone who can handle it and Erica might just know the right guy.

Worth the Wait by cloudsarefluffy (1/1 | 2,143 | NC17)

On Tumblr, Anon asked: Derek kissing Stiles with his dick in Stiles vag. One hand bracing while the other teasing with Stiles’s chubbed boy clit. Stiles fingers on Derek’s erect sensitive nipps pinching and tugging mercilessly. Size queen virgin Stiles. Seeing Derek Jr big while soft kinda disappointed thinking that its a shower but awed when truly a grower. Then, addicted to it. Tonnes of kissing everywhere PDA. BoypussyStiles. Moan, dick, vaginal, and nipple worship. First night post wedding. Plot please and thanks.

Derek and Stiles have been holding off until marriage for years. They understand traditions and customs, which means they know exactly what they must do after they say their vows and are pronounced alpha and mate of the Hale pack.

Cue in some light pack dynamics, breeding, and a whole bunch of smut.

All the Pleasures Prove by Saucery (1/1 | 1,155 | NC17)

Derek, shirtless and in sweatpants. Stiles, desperate and horny. That’s about it.

Spoils of War by Inell (1/1 | 3,150 | NC17)

It’s Valentine’s Day, and Derek would rather read than indulge in romantic pursuits of the sexy times kind. Obviously, that means Stiles has to start Operation: Seduce My Hottie Husband—Valentine’s Day Edition, and he can’t wait to enjoy the spoils of winning this particular war. 

Ten Years (Part 4)

Summary: AU. When a major account is on the line at work, reader is forced to revisit some old connections at her ten year high school reunion for a chance at success. Will she let the past consume her, or will she see the future in her grasp?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,215

Warnings: language, sarcasm, fluff, mentions of past cheating

A/N: I scrapped the original chapter four in favor of this one in which I went a bit overboard. Two more chapters to go, including this one, before the reunion. It’s trying to write itself, I can’t stop it. :) Also sorry if there are errors, I’m super sick rn.

Part: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8

Originally posted by closer-to-the-edge-of-glory

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6 of Warren Academy’s Hottest Clubs

Extracurriculars and I don’t get along, but it’s prettyyyy evident that they’re super important to the Warren Academy elite.

As a non-biased party, I’ve concluded that there are 6 clubs/sports that are totally worth joining if you want to make a name for yourself at this school. Here they are, in order from sports only rich people partake in to pseudo-intellectual hipster hobbies.

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August 11

Feel free to tag me in ANY fics you post, and see previous week’s fic recs HERE


Stay by @anotherwinchesterfangirl
   The Winchesters roll through your bar and Sam sticks around until closing.

Sexual Experimentation by @blue-reveries
   Dean wants to try something new so Cas proposes an experiment

Something Deeper by @bringmesomepie56
   Dean gets himself out of where you tied him up.

Three in A Bed by @kittenofdoomage
   Dean and Sam are both Alphas. They don’t think they need an Omega when they have each other. What happens when their Omega is found?

Challenge Accepted by obsidianromance (on AO3)
   Jared is looking for some fun for the night and finds mutual interest over a dating app with Jensen. When the two meet up, lots of sex happens. And in the morning, after Jensen asserts that he’s not a morning person, Jared tries to change that and…well…sex happens again.

Need You by @purgatoan
   After getting auditioned for a band by Cas, Dean comes back to a first band rehearsal with all members present. Jimmy sweeps him off his feet, just like Cas did, and his heat comes earliert than planned, interfering with their plans.


It’s A Surprise by @jpadjackles
   Sam decides that instead of a boring Valentine’s day of exchanging beer and chocolate, he wants to take Y/N out on a real Valentine’s Day special getaway.

Caretakers by @katymacsupernatural
   The reader is about to be killed and needs help, but both Sam and Dean save her and are protective over her.

Try Not To… by @talesmaniac89
   Dean challenges the reader to a try not to laugh challenge using pickup lines, but for her the challenge turns into a bit more of a try not to fall deeper in love with the lovable dork.


Vacancy by @jpadjackles
   Dean sets out to kill Amara, and gets himself in a lot of trouble when killing her turns into kissing her. 

Wax On, Wax Off by @thing-you-do-with-that-thing
   Family sucks and waxing hurts. Jared is an amazing, patient, wonderful husband. (flangst)   


One and One Make Three by braezenkitty (on AO3)
   Dean’s crushing hardcore on his friend, Cas. He doesn’t know him all that well since they only met at the start of the semester a few weeks earlier, but seeing Cas in classes four days a week was bound to affect him. He’s smart, goofy and charismatic, but somehow also serious and socially clueless; he’s athletic with the body to prove it; and he’s fucking gorgeous with the bluest eyes Dean has ever seen. In other words, he’s a total catch and way too good for Dean. When he finds out that Cas is two people - twins…things get interesting.

Undercover Boyfriend by CassondraWinchester (on AO3)
   Two men, one lie, and a whole bunch of trouble. Castiel Novak’s in serious trouble. His sister’s destination wedding in Mexico filled with several days of activities, is in only two days. And everyone expects to meet his Alpha boyfriend — the one he invented. Now Cas has to produce a half-naked hottie or suffer the worst humiliation of his life. But Cas just doesn’t date those kinda guys! Or even know any for that matter. Undercover FBI agent Dean Winchester’s cover is blown and he needs to disappear fast. When he ducks into a bar he runs into Castiel, a comic book artist, one very hot, but geeky Omega. And as luck would have it he just happens to be looking for an Alpha. Could they be the solution to both their problems? Or will trouble find them on the sandy beaches of Mexico?

Yes, Sir by @jhoomwrites
   Cas meets Dean through an online service.  Things are going great as the two accidentally fall into a relationship.  Until Jimmy comes along and makes things infinitely more complicated.

One of These Nights by @ravengirl94
   Dean finally returns from purgatory, but he brought a friend with him. You’re less than thrilled about a vampire joining the family, but Benny and his southern charm quickly begin to grow on you.

Send the Pain Below by @torn-and-frayed
   The reader is a regular on Supernatural with Jensen, but it takes some really bad circumstances for the two of them admit their feelings to each other.  Can the reader live through everything life is throwing her way?

I’d Love To

Request: (Before I start this I would like to say I’m horrible with explaining! 😂) but could you do a reggie x Reader where their both jocks? The reader is a new girl and becomes a football player and reggie takes an interest in her? IM SORRY OF IT SOUNDS STUPID!‘😀😅

Requested by: anonymous.

A/N: Hey, so I altered this a bit as the whole the girl being a jock thing to me didn’t make complete sense. Like of course a girl can play sports, but for some reason the whole football thing kinda confused me? So I just made her a river-vixen instead. Hope you dont mind!

ALSO, I am aware girls can play on boys teams for football and any story. It just isn’t anything i’ve seen, so i wasn’t completely sure how to write it. And I didn’t want it to be completely wrong or anything, i hope no one minds.

Pairing: Reggie x Reader

Warnings: none.

Originally posted by fakesonia

You were new but already you were pretty popular, you were a river-vixen and even the great Cheryl liked you, which surprised a lot of people. Though you didn’t really have a set group of friends, you definitely were friends with a bunch of people.

Everyone thought you were really nice and didn’t completely make sense to be a river-vixen and a friend of the Cheryl Blossom, but you still were. 

Though there was some person (boy) you really liked (had a crush on) but never seemed to be able to talk to. Just being near him made you nervous and being friends and a cheerleader you were near him a lot. You weren’t shy normally, per say, but this boy definitely had you stuttering like an idiot all the time.

Reggie Mantle. Captain of the football team and a definite hotty. Though, after being at this school for a while and hearing what little you could about him, you deemed him more than just that and actually a sweet guy if he wanted to be.

You heard about his bullying but that didn’t really affect you so much. Sure it bothered you, but you’d rather get to know him a bit more before you started making assumptions. So here you were, wriggling your hands together as you stood just a few inches behind him trying to think of what to say.

You’d be standing here for a while, while he talked to his friends.

Luckily, it seemed as if you wouldn’t have to start the conversation as Reggie himself turned with a bright grin, and almost immediately caught sight of you. You didn’t want to set yourself up, but you could swear when he saw you, his grin widened and his face lit up just a bit.

“Y/N! Hey!” He greeted, immediately stepping towards you and now standing directly next you. You swallowed, trying to push away your shyness.

“R-Reggie, hi…”

“So, was there a reason you were standing behind me?” He asked, a knowing smirk on his face. You flushed, embarrassed at being caught but staring at the emptying halls you decided it was now or never.

“Actually yes.” You said with a sudden, renowned confidence, that seemed to shock poor Reggie. “I was wondering if you’d take me to Pop’s?” You asked, holding out your arm. Reggie looked at your arm in shock, pausing with his answer before a sly grin crossed over his face.

“I’d love to.”

Way To Celebrate (OTBS Gangbang)

Fandom: Our Two Bedroom Story
Category: Smut
Character: Minato, Kaoru, Chiaki, Shusei and Akiyoshi
Notes: GANGBANG.. This has been in my head for some time but I already forgot most details >.

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One thing about being in the share house with your colleagues, you don’t need to worry about getting drunk when the bed is only few steps away and all the guys are pretty decent, well apart from Chiaki. So you don’t have to think twice when they decide to throw a celebration party for your recent award, your and Minato’s award to be exact. But, whatever, it’s your first official recognition as a journalist, you’re thankful to have Minato as a partner to work on such meaningful article.

“TO GET WHAT?” You yell incredulously.

“I’m just saying you need to be careful. You alone with all the guys with all the alcohol…” Tam smiles with concern.

“But still… I wouldn’t get…” You couldn’t stomach the word out of your throat but your best friend Tam has finished the sentence for you.

“Gangbanged! You may get gangbanged!’”

“Oh my god, Tam shut up!!!” You slam your redden cheeks to clam yourself down but Tam has already planted a seed in your head. Of course you’ve fantasied them in your dream or when you’re helping with yourself in the shower. You live with six hotties, how can you not? But the thought of being fucked by all of them at once? No, it has never crossed your mind until now.

“Yo!! Stop spacing out!” Minato hits your head with a bunch of papers and shakes you back to brainstorming about the new project. It’s hard to focus but secretly pinching your thighs under the table sure help a little.

Why!! Why does Tam has to say something like that?! It’s not like you are the type to be engage in some hardcore sexual activity. They wouldn’t think the same thing, would they?

From the look on Minato’s face, he kind of fits the type although you’re sure there are only certain positions he’d agree to do.

“I know I’m good looking but could you quit staring and get back to work?!” Minato smirks at you after flicking your forehead.

You apologize and put up with the endless meeting for another hour till the chief editor comes to rescue you for some grocery shopping. The growler is exceptionally cute when he’s shy, he blushes whenever his hand accidentally touches yours. Gangbang, Akiyoshi? Not a chance!

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Hi my name is Martin Brudle and I have a failed F1 career, but a lot of people tell me it was as good as Michael Schumacher’s (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Lewis Hamilton but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I am an asshole. I’m also a commentator, and I work at Sky F1 and get to work with a bunch of other assholes (Sky loves ass). I’m a biased ass (in case you couldn’t tell) and I love to remind people I had a career in F1. For example today I was telling everyone how Nico couldn’t win the championship because Nico can’t keep up with Lewis’ mind games. I have no idea what I’m talking about because I’ve never participated in a mind game in my life. If Lewis even looked at me I’d probably shit my pants. I was walking around Monaco. It was raining so there was no sun, which I was happy about because Nico sucks in rain. A lot of F1 drivers ran away from me. I put up my middle finger at them.

FIC: Nodus Tollens

Title: Nodus Tollens

Characters: Dani Sanchez, Elliot Gilbert (friends), Levi Corbin (Yeah You Will Guy), Cassandra July, Maggie Banks, Isabelle Wright, etc.

Summary:  After an afternoon standing in the rain waiting for his so-called friends, Kurt realizes that his life doesn’t make sense anymore. Not the way he thought it did. He embarks on his junior year with an onslaught of opportunities, and 

This is for @vcg73 honestly. I promised it to her a year ago, wrote two chapters, and then had a lot of drama. So I’m posting this in hopes of forcing myself to outline it and write at least a solid short story of it. 


The rain came down in thick, forceful sheets. Like a wall on each side of the large, black umbrella, a force field cutting Kurt off from those who hurried by. After a moment or two (during which he’d been bumped into, thrice, proving that the force field wasn’t worth much), Kurt stepped off to the side of the sidewalk to let the other New Yorkers pass. He’d only stepped back to begin with because he’d gotten splashed by a taxi zipping by.

He was wet, and he was cold. His jaw was beginning to feel loose in his head, as though if he didn’t keep it tightly clenched, it would fly on its own, chattering madly. It was cold for the season. A sudden dip in the weather, although not enough to produce ice. Funnily enough, the sun had been out, for a time, when Kurt had strolled up. Gradually, though, the sun had hidden itself away, leaving only black skies, cold winds, and a torrent of seemingly endless rain.

For the first few minutes, Kurt had wondered if he were late, or early, or if the others had come to this spot in Kurt’s old neighborhood and immediately gone inside somewhere. His texts went unanswered, however. If they had gone off together, they had said nothing. Kurt suspected, though, that not one of them—Rachel, Santana, Brittany, Blaine, Sam, Artie, or even Mercedes or Tina—ever had any plan of showing up here today.

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So the second I saw thickerthanectoplasm’s amazing art of Tucker and his lovely wife I wondered what their wedding was like since so many of Tucker’s friends are so…unconventional.

Just imagine Dash Baxter gets invited, figures what the hell free booze, so he rents a cheap tux and slaps Tucker on the back “Damn Foley how’d you score this major league hottie? I thought all your money went to last one! Ha!” And after only five minutes Phuong is already hissing, “Sweetie why did you invite him to our wedding he’s an absolute pig." 

"Give it a second.”

Dash will spasm for a moment, his eyes will go green, and he’ll suddenly exclaim, “AMIKO TUCK! GRATULOJN!” and put both the newlyweds into a crushing hug.

And that is the story of how Wulf attended Tucker’s wedding.

High School AU! where Sam starts showing up to school with strands of his hair braided and pinned to the side of his head. Sometimes even with little flowers braided in.

No one tells him anything because hell, you dont mess with the Winchester brothers unless you have a goddamn death wish.

Dean just laughs, thinking Sammy finally found himself a girl who could stand him. At first, its cute when Sam won’t tell Dean who the girl is, but after a while its just agitating. Dean just HAS to know, you know?

One Saturday, he sees Sam sneaking out of the house. Dean, being Dean, decides that he should follow Sam, knowing he’d rather be at home studying or some shit.

Dean is hella confused when he sees Sam walk into the candy store on main street, and come out with Gabriel Novak a few minutes later, a sophmore in Sam’s chemistry, who happens to be the younger brother of Castiel Novak. Cas is a senior in Dean’s Study Hall, who is a total hottie Dean wouldn’t mind shoving up a wall.

Dean follows them to the park, where he sees Sam and Gabe sit on a bunch sideways, Gabe crossing his legs. Gabe quickly sets to braiding a strand of Sam’s hair while Sam smiles, speaking to Gabriel. When it’s pinned down, Sam leans back and lays in Gabe’s lap in a way more than platonic way.

Dean suddenly realizes Gabe is the reason Sammy is going to school with braids.

Gabe leans over and kisses Sam’s nose before Sam moves upwards and kisses Gabe on the lips.

Dean feels surprised but not bothered at all. Hes heard about Gabriel often enough to know he was a good kid. Sammy, on the other hand, could have at least come out to him.

That jerk.

Dean makes a mental note to come out to Sammy soon as he walks out from behind his hiding spot (a tree) and walks up to the couple.

Gabriel and Sam have their eyes closed, so they dont notice Dean walk up until he casually asks, “Is this seat taken?” Sam and Gabe jump, which results in them banging their heads together, and stare at Dean wide-eyed in fear.

Dean crosses his arms and stares at Gabe intently, hoping he looks like a murderer.

Right as Gabe is about to break, Dean grins and sticks his hand out. “Hi, Gabe. Im Dean, the older, more attractive brother of that moose you happen to be dating. Pleasure to meet you.”

Gabe looks somewhat terrified as he hesitantly shakes Deans hand. “Uh, nice to meet you?” Dean notices that Gabes voice was a good few octaves above Cas’. Dean cant really help himself as he asks the next question.

“Say, is your older brother Castiel single? Im not asking for myself, but yeah Im asking for myself.”


A Joshaya Fanfic

Story by: hoffkk

Summary: A sequel to my first Joshaya fic called “What I’m Feeling Is Real” (link: ) but it can be read as a stand alone.  There are only minor references to the first story.

Plot: It’s four years later, and 18 year old Maya is ecstatic that her mom and Shawn are finally getting married, but now Maya has other issues to worry about.  Will she get into NYU?  Will Riley ever make a move on Lucas? Will she ever have a chance with Josh?  Most importantly, is having hope still logical, or is it for suckers, like Maya always thought?  Well, the universe is about to answer all in full force.

Notes: Sorry about the wait!  I thought I would get to finish this sooner, but life got in the way. lol.  Better late than never, I suppose!  Hope you enjoy it!  Oh, and I do not own anything Girl Meets World Related or any of the song lyrics used.

P.S. The lyrics used are from “Your Love’s Like” by Sabrina Carpenter and “Love of a Lifetime” by Firehouse (respectively).


It was finally happening.  In just 24 hours, Shawn and Katy would be getting married, officially making him a part of their family, and Maya was ecstatic.  They had gone out on their first date shortly after Maya’s 15th birthday, and it took Shawn nearly three years to finally pop the question. He had been scared, and Maya couldn’t really blame him.  From the stories she had heard from the Matthews, Maya realized that things never ended well for Shawn, but this…this was different.  Everyone has at least one happy story, and this, his relationship with Katy and Maya, was it.  Maya even told him so, which finally pushed Shawn to propose this past Christmas.  Not wanting to wait any longer than she had to to become Mrs. Hunter, (because honestly three years was long enough!) Katy had suggested they elope over New Year’s, but Shawn vetoed that idea, saying he wanted to do things right and have their friends and family there.  In the end, they settled on taking six months to plan a simple wedding, setting the date for June 11th, exactly one week after the girls’ graduation.

Now it was the evening of June 10th, and after running through a rehearsal of the wedding at the local church, they had all gone out to dinner together before heading back to Topanga’s for some dessert, which was closed off to the public for the day.

While the adults hung out over by the main counter, chatting and drinking wine, Maya, Riley, and Auggie hung out on the opposite side of the cafe, sipping on champagne flutes filled with sparkling grape juice.  Auggie laid across the bench placed below the front window, sprawled out on his back, completely engrossed in some video game on his phone.  Perpendicular to him, Maya and Riley sat in cushioned chairs, going through a box of old photos.  They were going to make a video collage of the happy couple and show it at the reception tomorrow.  Maya had already decided which photos of her mom to use, they just needed to pick out the perfect ones of Shawn.  Grandma and Grandpa Matthews helped them out by bringing the girls all the photos of Shawn that they could find, including an old envelope belonging to the late Chet Hunter, containing some of the ones he and Verna, his runaway wife, had taken of Shawn when he was just a baby.

They were having a good time, but Maya couldn’t help but be a little annoyed that a particular member of the Matthews’ clan was missing.  Apparently, Josh bar tends at a place just off campus and couldn’t get off work tonight, not if he wanted off for the actual wedding anyway.  So, Maya just sighed and held on to the promise of tomorrow as she focused her attention back on the pictures in front of her.

“Hey, Maya?” Riley piped up.

“Yeah?”  She answered, making eye contact with her best friend.

“I know this is kind of last minute and all, but…”  Riley trailed off.

“Just spit it out, Riles.”  Maya commanded.

“Would it be okay if I asked Lucas to come to the wedding with me as my date?”  Riley finished, looking a little nervous.

“Of course.”  Maya smiled at her.

“Good, ‘cause I already did.” Riley said cheekily.

“What if I would’ve said no?”  Inquired Maya, leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms as she quirked a brow at her friend.

“Oh, please!”  Riley waved a hand.  "Like you can say no to this face.“  She added, then posed with her hands in a v-shape under her face as she gave her friend the most awkward looking smile ever.

Maya just shook her head, then said, “You’re right.  That is some face.”

Riley laughed and went back to looking through the pile of photos she had pulled from the box.

“Oh, what about this one?!”  Riley asked excitedly, holding up a photo of Shawn as a toddler all covered in mud with an adorable smile stretched across his face.

“Definitely.”  Maya nodded as Riley placed it in the “yes” pile.

They began to thumb through more photos when Maya spoke up again.

“You know, instead of bringing Lucas as your date, you should just bring him as your boyfriend.”  She urged.  

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