they were in a theater again

a long list of my fave lightning thief musical moments
  • before the play started they had fog in the air and the sound of thunder and crows playing over the speakers, it was so spooky, i walked into the theater and immediately fell in love (also they were selling orange chb t-shirts at the merch table!)
  • you’ve probably already seen pics of the set design but ancient greek columns sprayed w graffiti and covered in nyc scaffolding is the Ultimate PJO Aesthetic
  • sally calling percy “baby” :’) carrie compere’s sally was so good overall i loved her so much
  • mr. d’s song was so funny, george salazar really nailed him
  • luke going past percy while sword training and stopping to watch him go by when they met eyes uhhh…..
  • percy and grover’s hug when they see each other again, percy just ran to him and held him so tight i love them
  • luke annabeth and grover sitting together and joking in the background!! there were a lot of little interactions between characters when the focus wasnt on them that were so cute <3
  • percy making lightsaber noises with his sword when he first gets it before capture the flag
  • silena hyping clarisse up during “put you in your place”
  • grover crying about pan but trying to keep dancing during his part of the campfire song
  • percy at the campfire saying he can’t sing after he’s spent the entire first act singing, i love him
  • also the entire campfire song being abt how much everyone hates their parents and then percy standing up and being like “hi everyone, i love my mom”
  • percy climbing the scaffolding during “good kid” and hanging like he’s going to jump when he sings “all you get are bad grades and a bum rap and a bad rep and a good smack and no friends and no hope and no mom” chris made me cry real tears here oof
  • grover telling percy he’s coming w him on his quest and percy immediately going into Angry Protective Mode and grover jumping in before he can say anything w/ “don’t get mad!”
  • act 1 ending with this big triumphant song abt leaving on their quest but then the lights go dark and monster calls echo and groups of red eyes peak from the back of the stage and percy grabs for grover’s hand before the blackout 😭
  • “i don’t wanna die in the garden state!”
  • grover staring percy down for a good silent five seconds after percy responded to him talking to a squirrel w “this is nuts”
  • annabeth telling percy her mom turned medusa into a monster and chugging water halfway through her sentence so she doesn’t have to finish it
  • “that little squirrel came back and gave me these!” “three amtrak tickets?”
  • girl in braids and a floppy hat at the lotus hotel: why, my brother and i arrived just yesterday, may 1st, 1939!
  • thalia singing softly on the second level while luke and annabeth stand behind her with their hands held out, lit w green light, turning her into a tree while grover tells percy about being afraid he failed her, he was crying, i was crying
  • “it’s charon with an “a” as in AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
  • creators of this musical, apparently: well we dont have time to focus on them facing cerberus so now he’s a dj for a sequined charon who rocks the entire theater
  • “i think this pit is tartarus” “(gasping) YOU MEAN LIKE………..THE FISH SAUCE
  • the toilet paper guns used for percy’s water powers being shot over the audience until the entire orchestra was completely covered in toilet paper
  • “well the gods aren’t always fair but we’re not total dicks”
  • jonathan raviv’s quick change from poseidon to chiron was really quick so he came out as chiron with his shirt unbuttoned in the deepest v saying “I GALLOPED HERE AS FAST AS I COULD” which was ridiculous and yet completely in character
  • percy and luke’s handshake! and luke telling percy what he thinks of the gods and going for the handshake and percy hesitantly doing it w him bc he agrees w/ the way luke feels before realizing that luke’s the lightning thief
  • luke has a dark reprise of “good kid” when he betrays percy and i !!!! SCREAMED!!!!
  • also the creators of this musical, apparently: well we cant have a poison scorpion on stage so how about luke just fuckin stabs percy in the back? hm?
  • the stage was a huge mess of confetti and toilet paper by the end which is truly the only way a percy jackson musical should end
  • please go see this if you have the chance it’s so funny and so good, it’s really an amazing adaption that gets the tone of the book so well and every actor captures their character(s) perfectly, they all clearly know the material and seem like they’re having so much fun onstage, i loved it so much!!!!
Conversations you’ll most likely have with Peter Parker

(A/N): I haven’t done one of these in a long time and I was super low on inspiration so here’s this god awful thing 

Warnings: none

“H-Hey, I’m Peter Parker,” 

“Hey Cutie, I’m (Y/N),” 


“Hey (Y/N), did you do the calculus homework, I can’t figure out number 7 and-” 

“Peter, I saw you finish that homework in class today, if you wanted to hang out you could have just told me,” 


“Pssst, Pete, what’s the answer to number 3?”

“If I knew dating you would have involved helping you cheat on homework I-” 

“You’d what Parker?”

“I’d….I’ll go buy you the flowers now,” 


“Peter….what is this sticky stuff all over your door knob- please tell me it’s not-” 

“NO IT’S NOT (Y/N)!” 


“Why were you late to chemistry?” 

*Peter obviously trying to hide his spider suit*

“I uh- I slept in late?”


“Peter, you’ve been working on this project all night, I think you need to sleep,” 

“No (Y/N),” *Peter yawning* “I’ve gotta get this sheet of work done,” 

“I’m going to rip your paper to shreds if you don’t stop working right now,” 


“Peter! What happened to your eye!” 

“I hit my head on my bedside table this morning?”

*Hiding his suit once again*


“Peter, I just found this suit-” 


“Oh my god- this is- you’re the-” 

“I’m not, I’m really not-” 

“You’re spiderman?”

“No, no, no, this is just a costume for uh- for theater!” 


“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me you were spider man,” 

“I didn’t want you to get tangled up in all the crime, what I do is kinda illegal,” 


“Shit Peter, I think he may have broke your nose,’ 

“I can’t go home at 3 in the morning with a broken nose!’ 

“Then stay here, I’ll explain it all to May in the morning,” 


“Here, I’ve got an icepack for you,” 


“Since someone decided to break their foot, cough cough Peter, I bought your favorite icecream and all the Star Wars movies,” 


“You should take me through the city sometime,” 

“With my webs?”


“Do you know how dangerous that is?”

“You say that like danger isn’t your middle name,” 


“(Y/N)! (Y/N)! I got to go to Germany and fight these grown ass people, and Mr. Stark was there and so was Captain America and- and-” 


“Hey, I found this old gameboy at the thrift store, you wanna take a look at it?”


“You seriously declined a mission because of homework?”

“It’s AP history (Y/N)!” 


“You need to eat Pete, I cooked you some food,” 


“Are you and Wade a thing?”

“(Y/N)! He’s like twice my age and he’s a guy and-” 

“I’m taking that as a yes,” 


“Did you know you’re really cute?”

“I’m not cute,” 

“Yeah you are, especially in that suit of yours,” 


“Look at dat Spidey ass,” 

“(Y/N), can you stop poking my butt?” 


“Peter! Do you understand how dangerous this is! You could have died!” 

‘But I didn’t, did I?”


“Be safe Peter,” 

“I always am,” 

“I love you,” 

“I love you too (Y/N),” 


“For a cute nickname can I call you my little spiderling?”

“No, god (Y/N), what kind of a nickname is that?’


“Can I stitch you up?”


“I can mend that hole for you, I took sewing last year,” 


“Goodnight (Y/N),” 


so i just saw falsettos in theaters and here is everything awesome i managed to remember
  • Trina wears a small silver star of david necklace throughout the whole show
  • Whizzer has such intense anxiety during “This Had Better Come to Stop” that he is just wringing his hands like crazy, and this anxious habit follows him noticeably through the rest of his solos
  • During “March of the Falsettos”, the pit was tossing blocks up to Andrew Rannells and he screams “HIT ME” as he catches one and then goes “HIT ME TWO TIMES” as he catches another
  • After Jason’s torah portion at the makeshift hospital bar mitzvah, Whizzer grabs his shoulder, looks him in the eye, and whispers “Thank you” before walking out for the last time
  • Marvin was essentially crying throughout the entire second act including: choking up during “Days Like This”, laugh-crying during “Unlikely Lovers”, when Charlotte pulls him aside to tell him Whizzer is gonna die, trying to hold back tears during “Jason’s Bar Mitzvah”, and trying to belt through tears during “What Would I Do?” 
  • Christian Borle and Andrew Rannells do such an AMAZING job at changing their emotions on a literal dime during the chess game scene
  • The crazy raw emotion in “I Never wanted to love you” from each and every character
  • On that same note, Marvin’s FUCKING FACE after he hits Trina was so brilliant and like, immediately regretful and so full of emotion i wanna cry just thinking about it again
  • On ANOTHER note, after Whizzer answers do I love him with “No”, there’s a whole like 20 second pause before the music starts up again where everyone is just dead silent 
  • Whizzer was literally crying through the entirety of “Days Like This” as everyone kept gathering around him telling him everything was gonna be ok
  • During the first act Marvin was scary. Like his aggression in the recording does not do his character justice because it is so much more intense live
  • Every time Charlotte and Cordelia entered frame, the theater cheered obscenely loud (myself included)
  • All of Trina’s solos were brilliant and i swear to god Stephanie J. Block makes that stage her god damn bitch
  • During the “Falsettoland (Reprise) the mic picks up Marvin audibly sobbing as he walks away from Whizzer’s grave
  • While Jason is reciting his torah portion during the bar mitzvah, Trina is standing behind him mouthing the words to the verse 
  • “I’m Breaking Down” got the most applause in my theater out of any number, and my grandma said that it truly “stole the show" 
  • Trina and Mendel are sleeping on each other and are so adorable when Marvin storms in and wakes them up before “Marvin Hits Trina” cause they start blinking and rubbing their eyes like someone just turned all the lights on in the middle of the night
  • You can literally see the freckles on Christian Borle’s chest during “What More Can I Say?” that’s how clear it is
  • The relationship between Mendel and Jason was so cute and there were so many great choreographic parallels of the two of them throughout the whole show. Like just the two of them siting together or dancing together or just being a part from the rest of the family 
  • The entire cast having to dance around using the words fuck and shit
  • Charlotte’s hair was just amazing

Dean slowly realizes that Castiel’s vision is deteriorating. 

Or maybe it had never been all that great.

At least, his vessel’s vision isn’t great and all of that squinting Castiel does isn’t just squinting for the sake of squinting. Dean figures Jimmy may have worn glasses or contacts in his life that Cas had never bothered utilizing for whatever reason. 

He needs to hold his cell phone screen up closer to his face - then back - and then close again while trying to read text messages, all the while squinting.

Dean took him to the movie theater once just for the hell of it and had sat in the back row while Castiel had spent the whole time squinting and asking Dean which character was currently on screen,effectively sucking the fun out of that evening. 

Eventually, after enough evidence, Dean drags Castiel to an eye doctor because as adorable as they are, the squints were apparently a sign of visual impairment and not a constant state of confusion or suspicion.

Sure enough, Cas is blind as fuck and how he’d been getting around all these years is a miracle in itself.  

The doctor sets Cas up with a nice set of bold, black rims not too long after (which, first off, hell yeah) and Castiel actually fucking gasps when he slips them on and sees Dean clearly for the first time. 

“You’re beautiful.” Castiel murmurs, reaching out a hand to gently brush at the freckles along the bridge of Dean’s nose. 

Dean blushes profusely and gives an attempt at a sputter, but doesn’t say anything when Castiel stares at him in awe the entire ride home.

How much love do you have to give before you see he’s not worth it there should be a limit to the heart he’s allowed to steal. im trying to tell you you’re so much better off without him and love songs taste better when they aren’t bittersweet so get the taste of him out of your mouth before it’s too late.

go on that date with that boy with the soft eyes and listen to his stories and kiss him against the movie theater wall and hold his hand during the movie because goddammit horror movies terrify you but there is something so thrilling about seeing one with him.

wake up early on Sunday’s and go running and force yourself to learn to again love the songs that were his favorite because they were your favorite first and he doesn’t need to take them too.

he might’ve been good for awhile but he’s not the same anymore.
stop loving him.
i promise everything will be so much brighter when you do.

—  let him go before he drags you down with him– Lily Rain

you just close your eyes, and count to ten / breath in twice, and open them

you know where to go you have been there before in your heart

rb (me talking under cut)

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  • i have to do a literal three second quick change and you were assigned to help me out of this dress and into another one cmon lets go au
  • i’m one of the leads and youre the dance captain, i keep forgetting my choreography in the giant sappy romantic dance scene, can you help me (again)?? au
  • we’re the romantic leads and we literally hate each others guts with a burning passion but kissing isnt so bad i guess au
  • the cast party is in the restaurant you work at, could we get a table for 47 please? au
  • literally no one cares, go ahead and change in the middle of the room (ok maybe i care a little bit because damn) au
  • (alt) do yoU HEAR THE PEOPLE SING au
  • im the assistant director and stage manager, i have a lot to do so please stop hitting on me au
  • im the choral director and your voice is incredible, why in the world did they put you in the ensemb- oh it’s because you cant act for crap jesus christ au
Essays in Existentialism: Movies

Jake was a romantic at heart and a huge fan of old b+w movies, and he and Clarke went to the old local movie theatre every Sunday to watch them. So when Jake dies, Clarke carries on the Sunday tradition alone…til, one Sunday, she meets Lexa.

The funeral was at 1pm.

At six-thirty, with no will left for the rest of the people that crowded in her house, the only daughter left the wake without a single word. Wondered straight out off of the porch with no real thought at all, not even missed by anyone in particular. 

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James Holmes talking about how the shootings were supposed to increase his self worth during an interview.

James Holmes entered the Century 16 movie theater in Aurora, Colorado on the 20th of July, 2012 and opened fire. Twelve people were killed and 70 others got injured.
He was sentenced to 12 life sentences plus 3,318 years without parole.

The Old College Try (Lin/Reader roommate AU)

Summary: You spent the summer before your freshman year of college thinking your roommate was going to be a girl named Lin. When you get to campus, that’s not what you find.

Part One: In which there are rooming assignment mishaps, salsa dancing, and Lunchables.  

You can find Part Two here!

You can find Part Three here!

Note: Write-a-thon Day 1! This can probably stand alone, but I’m tentatively calling it Part 1 out of 3. College!Lin is hard to walk away from, and I have plans for him.

Rating: T

Words: 2803

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{summary: there’s been no girl after me? is this true?}

you guys ready for this au where Peter is hot and popular and who’s also infamous for being a player? bECAUSE I SURE AS HELL AM.

im gonna make you readers thirst for more fuckboi!peter parker with this story 👅👅

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**please don’t repost/plagiarize this story. Reblogs are fine**

warnings: explicit language & attempts at an attack


Peter Benjamin Parker, God, just hearing the name had the power to bring girls to their knees for him.

And you were no exception.

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A Tease and a Movie

Originally posted by fvckingsierra

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female!Reader

Request: could I request a fic where the reader had invisibility powers and gropes bucky during a movie to tease him & it ends in smut?

Warnings: NSFW, fingering, unprotected sex (don’t be stupid, use protection, kiddos). It’s basically all smut (18+).  

Word Count: 1.8K

A/N: Oh boy, my first smut piece. Well, we’ll see how this goes. Lemme know what you think if you want! Feedback is always appreciated 💕 I really hope this works for what you were lookin’ for!

It’s movie night at the compound, which means everyone will be in the theater room to come together watch a film for the night. The smell of freshly made popcorn floats through the main level as you head down the stairs. You find Bucky in the kitchen as the rest of the team sits in the theater, probably debating which movie to watch.

“Hey, Buck,” you smile and press a quick peck to his scruffy cheek.

“Look who decided to join the party,” Steve’s voice drifts through the doorway as he enters the room. “We’re going to watch The Martian. Care to join us?”

“Maybe,” you smile back. “I am pretty tired from training all day, so I might just stay in bed.”

“Suit yourself,” Steve shrugs, grabbing one of the bowls of popcorn from the counter. “You still in, Buck?”

“Yeah, I’ll be there in a sec,” Bucky nods. Steve leaves the room and Bucky turns to you.

“You’re really just gonna ‘stay in bed’, huh?” Bucky leans against the marble counter, crossing his arms against his broad chest.

“That’s the plan,” you step closer to him, hook a finger into the waistband of his pants. “Unless you plan on joining me.”

“I already told Steve I’d watch the movie,” Bucky chuckles.

“Fine,” you shrug, pulling back the waistband and letting it snap back to his hips. “You know where to find me.” You let yourself disappear into the air, and watch Bucky roll his eyes, a low groan escaping his lips.

“C’mon, doll,” he begs. “It’s so unfair when you use your powers like this.”

“I’ll see you later,” you breeze past him and up the stairs to your room. As you gently shut the door behind you, you reappear, feeling your powers drift away. You shed your clothing and dig around your drawers. You had decided to only wear one of his t-shirts and feel your powers gently pulse through you again as you disappear.

You head back down to the theater room, quietly sneaking through the door as to not draw any attention to yourself. Even though you were invisible, that didn’t mean the people around you can’t hear you.

The theater room was composed of a few rows of insanely comfortable couches that could lean back and also heat up, like a heated blanket. Bucky was laying, completely spread out on one of the front ones next to where Steve and Tony sat on another separate couch. You walk in front of the screen to Bucky and lean down close to his ear.

“Can I join you?” You voice barely above a whisper. Bucky jumps, nearly falling off the couch.

“Buck? You okay?” Steve asks through a mouthful of popcorn, looking over at him.

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine,” Bucky clears his throat. You climb onto him, hovering over his body, and lean your head into the crook of his neck, gently kiss and sucking on his jawline. He stifles a moan as you reach down and palm him over the blanket and his pants, his cock slowly hardening under your touch.

“C’mon, baby,” you coo quietly in his ear. “Let’s have some fun.”

“Later,” Bucky silently hisses through his teeth.

You pull away from his neck and pout. “You’re no fun.”

Carefully sliding off the couch, you head for one of the corners near the front of the room and wait for the movie to finish. While you wait, you daydream about all the things you want to do with Bucky - of all the things you want him to do to you. After the final scene, the rest of the team starts to take their exit, leaving Bucky alone in the room.

“You stayin’?” Steve turns in the doorway and calls down to Bucky.

“Yeah,” Bucky sits up on the couch, looking at Steve over his shoulder. “I think I’m gonna watch one more movie.”

“Alright, pal,” Steve hums. “Goodnight.” As Steve shuts the door behind him, you push up from the ground.

“I know you’re still there, doll,” Bucky calls, rising from his seat and letting his blanket fall to the ground in a crumpled pile. “C’mere.”

You push off from the wall and saunter over to him, revealing yourself to him as you approach. His eyes searched every inch of your nearly-naked body. Stopping a few inches from him, you can feel his warm breath fan over your cheeks, his eyes dilated with a heavy lust.

“That was a cruel trick you played, Y/N,” his voice low, almost dangerous. “You’re gonna pay for it.”

“Oh, yeah?” A devilish smirk plays at your lips. “And what are you gonna do about it?”

Bucky’s hand flew to the side of your face as he crashes his lips against yours. The kiss was intense, his tongue fighting for dominance before he pulls back slightly, lightly pulling on your lip with his teeth.

“I’m gonna make you mine,” he growls. He peppers a few, rough kisses to your jaw before moving down your neck, sucking and biting at the sensitive skin. His arms sneak around you to your back underneath your shirt and slowly travel down to your ass. He gives your cheeks a hard squeeze before pulling his head away from your neck. “No panties?”

You suck your bottom lip into your mouth, shaking your head slowly.

“Naughty girl,” he groans lowly, then lifts you up. You wrap your legs around his waist as you kiss him again. Bucky lowers himself onto one of the nearest couches and you reposition yourself to straddle his lap. He deepens the kiss and you start to slowly roll your hips against him, earning a moan from him. You pull away from him to take off your shirt, tossing it somewhere behind you.

“You’re so beautiful,” Bucky breathes as he takes in the sight before him. He runs his metallic thumb over one of your nipples, causing it to harden at his cold touch. His head dips down as he uses his tongue to toy with your nipple before sucking it into his warm mouth. Your head rolls back as your hand snakes into his hair, leaning your chest into his touch. His free hand needs your neglected breast as he continues to suck and lightly nip at the skin of your other one. You roll your hips into him harder, relishing in the friction between your legs. More heat pools between your legs and you could feel your arousal growing by the second, your swollen clit begging for attention.

Bucky pulls away, the cool air of the room attacking your warm bud.

“Dammit, doll. Look at what you’ve done,” he purrs. A light pool of your arousal had soaked into his sweatpants, and he motions for you to get up. You painstakingly pull yourself away from him as he pulls down his sweatpants and boxers, his hard cock springing free from the restraints.

You lick your suddenly-dry lips as your hunger for him grows.

“C’mere, baby girl,” a cocky smirk tugs at his lips. You climb back onto the couch, straddling him once again. He slides a hand down to your heat, putting a finger between your folds as he collects your arousal and starts to rub delicate circles around your clit, drawing out a deep moan from your lungs. He slides a single finger into you as he flattens his thumb against your clit and slowly pumps his finger in and out of you. Your head falls back and your eyes shut as the coil in your stomach tightens. “God, look at you, doll,” he coos. “So needy. Do you want to ride my cock, Y/N?”

You desperately nod. Bucky takes his hand away from your slick heat, a whimper tumbling from your lips thanks to the loss of contact.

“Ride me, baby girl,” he demands in a low, sultry tone. “Show me what you got.”

You smile at him and study his lust-filled eyes as your position yourself above him. “Yes, Sergeant.”

A muscle in his jaw twitches at the use of his nickname, but before he could say anything, you reach down and grab his hard, throbbing cock. You smear your wetness over his top before slowly sinking down onto him, taking your time to adjust to his size.

“O-Oh, fuck, doll,” Bucky shakily pants. “You’re so tight.”

You put your hands on his broad, muscular shoulders for support as you slowly lift up and slide back down. Your heavy moans fill the space around you and your pace quickens. Bucky’s rough hands travel over your body, leaving trails of goosebumps in his wake. His hands rest on your hips and he squeezes, helping to guide your movements as you thrust down onto him harder.

S-shit, Buck,” you pant. “You’re so big.”

“Harder,” he moans, lightly flicking your nipple with his tongue. Your hands move down to his chest as you brace yourself to move even faster. Bucky moans and licks his lips and he watches you bounce above him, your nails digging into him as your release approaches. Your walls tighten around him and his eyes flutter shut, his own release threatening to break. His metal hand slides between you two and glides over your clit, the added friction causing the coil in your stomach to tighten even more.

“C’mon, doll,” Bucky pants, his eyes hooded with desire. “Come for me.”

Your walls flutter around him again, and after a few more thrusts, the coil in your stomach explodes, sending you into a flying frenzy of ecstasy as you come undone. Bucky follows close behind, giving into his own climax, his hot seed coating your walls. You slump against him as waves of your orgasm wash through you. Bucky runs a hand through your hair, whisper words of praise against the top of your head. After a few moments, he lifts you up and sets you on the couch next to him as he pushes himself off the couch, heading for the small bathroom just off the room you were in. He returns with a wet cloth and helps to clean you up, then hands you his shirt from the floor.

“You’re amazing, doll,” he grins and presses a kiss to your temple.

“I love you,” you hum in response. Bucky pulls his sweatpants and hoodie back onto his body and plops back down onto the couch next to you. He reaches to the ground and grabs the blanket, laying it over both of you. You cuddle up to his side and sigh in content.

“I love you, too, doll,” Bucky coos. “Round two later?”

A chuckle rumbles in your chest. “Maybe. Depends on if I can walk or not after this.”

He pulls you tight against him and rubs your arm as you lean into his touch. Relaxation and happiness flood through you as sleep presses in your mind, and soon enough, you’re drifting off in his arms.  


Uhh so this was in my drafts which I havent checked in weeks and totally forgot about? Anyway seeing as the fic I was supposed to be posting today got deleted,,, yall can have this one from like 5 months ago instead lmao.

Tony really should have noticed sooner.

On the surface, nothing seemed wrong. Steve was fine. A little ragged, maybe, but fine. He acted in the same way, smiled at Tony no differently, scolded Clint no less.


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Last footage of Cassie Jo Stoddart filmed by her classmates, Brian Lee Draper and Torey Michael Adamcik, who would murder her that night

Brian Lee Draper and Torey Michael Adamcik were both 16 years old when they brutally stabbed their friend and classmate, Cassie Jo Stoddart (16), to death on the 22nd of September, 2006. She got stabbed a total of 29 times, nine of those wounds were fatal. On that night, Cassie was house sitting for her aunt and uncle. Her boyfriend, Matt, was hanging out with her when Brian and Torey suddenly showed up. They decided to watch a movie together, until Brian and Torey said they preferred to go to a movie theater. Cassie and Matt wanted to stay at the house, so they did. They thought Brian and Torey went to the movie theater, but in reality they were waiting outside. Brian and Torey discussed their plan to kill Cassie for the last time. Suddenly, the electricity in the house went out, but it got restored right before Matt got picked up by his mother. Brian and Torey were the ones who shut the power off and they did it once again when Cassie was alone. That’s when they went into the house and stabbed her to death.

Brian Draper and Torey Adamcik were both convicted of first-degree murder and conspiracy to commit first-degree murder. They were sentenced to life in prison without the possibility for parole.

Babysitter-Ashton Irwin

Originally posted by loserxhemmo96

Warning: obviously smut and language

Rating: R

Your phone buzzed next to you on your bedside table. Groaning, you rolled over in your bed and unplugged your phone. Your phone read 8:30am which made you whimper in exhaustion. Below the time was a text from your only babysitting client at the time, Ms. Irwin. You had only acquired the job because your mom had been childhood friends with her, but she was a kind woman nonetheless.

Ms. Irwin was probably the sweetest woman to have ever walked the earth, despite the hardships she had overcame such as her husband leaving her with three kids a couple years ago. But what puzzled you to no extent was the fact that such a kind woman could have the literal spawn on satan as her eldest child.

Ashton Irwin, also known as Hades by yourself and your best friend (Y/BFF/N), was probably the rude human being you have encountered. Despite his stunning looks and musical talent, he was probably the one person you admittedly hated. Although he was a kind child when the two of you where in lower school, right when he hit his teens he pushed you away and never explained his reasons for doing so.

Now, in high school, he never even spared you a glance. It wasn’t as if you were still mad at him, he had pushed you away so long ago but he only angered you when you were babysitting his two younger siblings, Lauren and Harry. It seemed funny how Ms. Irwin always had you babysit even though Ashton was right upstairs in his room playing on his drums, but you both knew he wasn’t capable of taking care of two young children. 

From: Ms. Irwin-8:30am

Hey (Y/n), I’m so sorry to be an inconvenience to you but I was wondering if you can possibly watch the kids starting from 11am today to 7pm tomorrow? Sorry my boss just told me I have to come for a conference this weekend.

You groaned and sat up, running your hand through your hair before responding.

To: Ms. Irwin-8:34am

I’d be happy to (: I’ll see you at 11.

Since you had already woken up you knew attempting to go back to sleep was going to be useless. Hesitantly, you placed your bare feet on the cold wooden floor and quickly scampered to the bathroom to brush your teeth and you went to your kitchen to eat something for breakfast.

Time seemed to fly by and before you knew it you were approaching the front door of the Irwin household with your small overnight bag by your side.

You knocked once and the door flew open seconds later. Instead of the bright and smiling face of Ms. Irwin, you were greeted by the irritated look on Ashton’s face. “Hey Ash,” you smiled, despite the uncomfortable look on his face.

He closed the door behind you, “Don’t call me that,” he mumbled before walking past you to climb up his stairs and probably sulk in his room.

“(Y/n)!” Lauren yelled before wrapping her arms around your legs, followed by Harry.

“Hey guys! Are you excited about this weekend?” you asked, ruffling Harry’s hair.

They nodded in unison and you detached yourself from them to find Ms. Irwin who was in the kitchen making them their lunch. “Hi Ms. Irwin, how are you?” you asked, leaning against the counter.

She jumped in surprise, “Oh hi dear! I’m great, how are you?”

“I’m okay,” you responded.

“Thank you so much for coming on short notice. I really appreciate it.”

You smiled, grabbing the plates from her that held the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches she had made for them. “Of course, anytime. And don’t you have a plane to catch?” I asked.

Her eyes widened, “You’re right!” she rushed to grab her bags, “Again, thank you and I hope Ashton isn’t too much of a bother. He probably won’t leave his room anyways. Text me if there’s an emergency!” she yelled before running out to her car.

You let out a long breath before turning back to the two kids standing behind me. “So, what do you two wanna do?”


“That movie was so good!” Lauren yelled from the backseat of your car. The three of you had just went to the theater to see Moana and the kids were ecstatic about it.

You nodded and smiled, “Yeah it was great! What do you guys say? Ice cream when we get home?” They all nodded in excitement at your offer and practically bounced in their chairs until you arrived home.

Once you parked your car in the driveway they ran out of the car towards the house and flung themselves on the couch, awaiting their ice cream. You smiled at their excitement and went into the kitchen and pulled out the chocolate ice cream. 

You groaned when you realized the bowls where just about five centimeters from your reach even while you were on your toes. Suddenly, a body was pressed flush against yours. “You’re too damn short,” a voice said gruffly from behind you. You turned your head slightly to see Ashton’s bare, broad chest.

Before you knew it he had pulled down three bowls and placed them in front of you. “Thank you,” you whispered for no apparent reason, just because of the close proximity. 

His body lingered behind you for only a couple of seconds before he disappeared. You felt your face heat up but you quickly dismissed any thoughts of Ashton before scooping ice cream into the bowls.

“Who wants ice cream?” you asked, walking into the living room but you stopped in your tracks when the two toddlers were passed out on the couch. A soft smile spread across your face at the two softly sleeping. You set the bowls on the coffee table and picked up Harry to bring him to his room. 

After tucking both of them in you started walking down the hall to get to the stairs but you stopped in your tracks when you heard All Time Low blasting loudly from Ashton’s room.

You approached his door and opened it slightly, “Ashton can you please turn down your music? The kids are sleep-oh my god what are you doing!” you screeched when you saw Ashton laying naked on his bed, slowing pumping his length.

His face morphed into his signature angry expression and he pulled on his boxers before slamming the door in your face. You stood in front of his door, shell shocked for minutes until you finally processed what had actually happened and you ran downstairs to grab your bag and you shut the door to the guestroom down stairs.

Trying to get what you saw out of your head, you pulled out the book you brought with you and started to read. As you flipped through the pages you couldn’t seem to focus on what the story was telling you but rather on how hot Ashton looked, panting and grabbing his thick length in his hand.

A hard knock on your door interrupted your thoughts and you stood up from your bed, expecting one of the kids to be asking for the ice cream you promised them earlier.

But instead of the faces of one of the kids, when you opened the door you were faced with Ashton, and he looked more pissed then ever.

“Hey Ashton, I’m really sorry, I should’ve knocked-” your sentence was cut short yet again when Ashton flipped the two of you around and pushed you up against the door. 

You gasped when you felt his hot lips press hard kisses down the base of your throat. “Do you know what I was thinking about when I was jerking off?” he asked as he brought his face up to yours.

“What?” you asked.

His breath fanned against your face in uneven pants. “You,” he said before pressing his lips against yours.

It took you less than a minute to respond and you started moving your lips in sync with his. “Fuck I need you so bad,” he mumbled against your lips. All you could do was whimper in desperation.

“Where did this come from?” you panted, tangling your hands in his sandy curls.

He groaned when you tugged at his hair, “Fuck, I’ve liked you since we were crib mates.” With that his pressed his lips feverishly to yours again. You moaned when he shoved his tongue in your mouth.

His fingers slowly crept from your hips to your butt. He squeezed it lightly and pulled your body closer to his hips. He ground his rock hard erection against your clothed heat. “Fuck,” he drawled out. “I want to taste you so bad princess,” he mumbled against your lips.

He didn’t give you time to respond before he swiftly picked you up and sat down on the bed. With you straddling him, you pushed his chest back so you were on top of him. You tugged at his shirt, indicating you wanted it removed and he soon lifted it over his head. As he removed his shirt, you pulled yours over your head as well and you reached to unclasp your bra.

As soon as you had no clothes remaining on your top half, Ashton flipped you over so he hovered over you. “What do you want baby girl?” he asked, latching himself to one of your breasts. His tongue flicked over the sensitive bud and he grazed his teeth over it causing you to tug at his hair. 

“Anything, Ash. Please, I’m so wet.” 

A whimper escaped his lips as he left a trail of kisses down in between the valley of your breasts and he stopped right at the band of your sweatpants. He looked up at you for approval you merely nodded in response to his silent question.

Quickly, he pulled down your pants and continued kissing up your thighs from your knees. He kept stopping right where you needed him most so eventually you sighed in frustration, “Ash, please don’t tease-oh motherfucking shit!” you yelled wen he licked a long strip up your clothed heat.

He pulled down your underwear and left a kiss on your clit. “I love it when you call me that,” he mumbled before completely diving in.

His lips wrapped around your clit, sucking harshly causing your back to arch. When he added two fingers you almost lost it, “A-Ash, I c-can’t hold on much longer,” you whimpered, pulling his head closer.

He hummed against you sending vibrations that sent you over the edge. You let out a long moan as the knot inside of you exploded and you chanted his name repeatedly.

When he finally came up for air you pulled towards you and attached your lips to his. A hint of you could be tasted on his tongue which only made you more excited.

You dropped one of your hands down and slid it beneath his boxers. Grabbing his length, you slowly pumped it and with your thumb, you spread his precum around his tip.

He shivered, “As hot as you are doing this, can you please save this for next time because I’m literally about to burst and I really want to be inside of you when I do so.”

You didn’t stop pumping him which caused him to growl and grab both of your hands in one of his and he held them above your head. “Fuck you’re such a bad girl,” he groaned, pulling down his boxers with his other hand.

Out of anticipation, you rubbed your thighs together to try and create friction but he placed a hand in between them and spread them so wide you already knew walking would be an issue in the morning.

You felt his pulsing tip at your entrance and your mouth opened wide when he pushed his length all the way in. “Oh my-holy shit Ash,” you moaned, struggling against his grip because you ached to touch him.

“You’re so tight, princess,” he let out shakily.

You begged him to move and when he finally brought his length out and snapped his hips back into yours you could’ve sworn you saw stars. “Ashton, you’re so thick-fuck!” you arched your chest into his when he hit your g-spot.

He finally released your hands from his and brought his hand down to rub your clit. Instantly you brought your nails to his back and slowly dragged them down his soft skin. “Faster,” you moaned and tugged his lips down to yours.

He obeyed your wish and started snapping his hips harder and faster against yours. When he hit you g-spot again you clenched around him and he let out a strangled moan. “Fuck princess, please do that again.”

You clenched around him and without warning, he shot his load into you, making you cum around him as well. “(Y/n)!” he chanted as his thrusts got sloppy as he milked out both of your orgasms. 

Once the two of you had come down from your highs he turned and slowly pulled out and leaned on his side to face you. “I meant what I said.”

“And what was that?” you asked with a raised eyebrow.

“That I actually have really like you since we were crib buddies,” he laughed lightly. “I just didn’t know how to talk to a girl I really like and I didn’t wanna fuck it up.”

You smiled and pressed your lips to his. “I like you too.”

A wide smile spread across his face as he pulled you closer so that your head was resting on his chest. He turned off the bedside table lamp next to him and he left a kiss on your forehead. “Goodnight princess.”

Have you been to a cinema lately?“, he asked while the cold wind of this December night blew several strands of his dark hair around his face, "sometimes it feels as if the actual plot, the actual art, would lose its priority. There are so many who simply watch a film because of the actors that are in it…”, he trailed off, apparently unsure what he himself should do with that information.
He looked up at the clear night sky, traced the stars above with his eyes and eventually continued while I could not help looking at him in awe: “But when I am on a theater stage… God, it is so different. No one goes to a theater only to see a certain actor - not exclusively, at least.
Especially not if they’re playing Brecht, Schiller or Dante tonight. The genius of those plays simply outclasses anything else. I just wish that there were more young writers, nowadays, with the courage to create something entirely new instead of trying to recreate the genius of passed days.
That is not art, that’s imitation.”
He exhaled the smoke of his cigarette in the freezing air and shook his head slightly before catching my gaze.
When he spoke again, it was barely more than a whisper.
“Can you believe that I am so afraid of being one of them? That I am scared I’ll never create actual art?
—  // excerpt of a story I wrote on a rooftop in Vienna
The Arrangement (Part 3)

Summary: Dean reflects on your first date, and makes plans. The second date goes a little better, though Dean finds out how good your acting skills really are.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,700

Warnings: language, angst, sexual implications/references (shocking, Dean’s mind is in the gutter)

A/N: Part 3! Hope you guys like it! (not my image, but this is was my Dean inspiration for this part)

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Movie Night Pt. 2

A Bucky Barnes Two-Shot

Character Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Reader

Word Count: 1310

Warnings: NSFW! 18+. Swearing, smut, oral (female receiving), female ejaculation. Turn back now if this bothers you!

A/N: This is a request I received from my lovely internet friend. @sebastianstanisyourboyfriend Thank you for being my cheerleader, love ya babe!

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Originally posted by rohgers

You were under no illusion Bucky meant that you guys were going to watch a movie once you were back in his room. You nodded and got up from his lap. He gave your ass a tiny swat before standing too. You threw him a look over your shoulder and laughed at his cheeky smile. You pulled your t-shirt over your head and watched as Bucky stepped into his sweatpants. After pulling your shorts on, you packed everything back into the gym bag and put it back under your desk. Bucky was by the door waiting on you.

“I have to warn you,” he said holding his hand out to you, “there isn’t any other way to my room without walking by the screening room.” You put your hand in his and started down the hallway. You felt like you were in college again, doing the walk of shame. But then you looked up at Bucky’s profile and admired his features. You wanted to feel the scratch of that stubble on your inner thighs. You looked away and focused on walking. Never mind, you had no shame.

“I think when we didn’t show up for the movie, they probably solved the equation on were we would be,” you said as you two neared the double doors of the built-in theater. As you passed by the open doors, you peaked inside. Luckily, nobody paid you any mind. You looked up at Bucky and laughed, “Tony chose one of my favorite movies!”

He quirked his eyebrow at you, “Would you rather join them?” He pulled you into his embrace, both of his hands settling on your ass and giving a firm squeeze. You let out a squeak when his teeth sank into your neck. You looped your arms around his head, holding him in place.

“Not even a little,” you whispered in his ear, nipping at the lobe. Bucky’s hands moved to the backs of your thighs and lifted you. You wrapped your legs around his waist and tightened your hold on his neck. Bucky continued walking toward his room. The look on his face was full of intent. You kissed along his jaw and tunneled your fingers in his hair. When you gave his neck a little love bite and tugged on his hair simultaneously, you heard a soft, “…fuck,” leave his lips. A hand left your thigh to give your ass a hard smack.

“Doll face, I’ll fuck you right here in the damn hallway,” he said while glancing at you. “Then we could really give everyone something to watch.” He gave you a quick kiss before stopping in front of his door. He fumbled with the doorknob before using his foot to push the door open. He set you on your feet once you were inside. You looked around after he flipped the light on. Neutral tones, you liked it.

“Ya know, I wasn’t opposed to the hallway fucking,” you quipped while walking over to his bookcase. You skimmed your fingers along the titles, approving of his choices. His arms wrapped around you from behind. His lips were warm against your ear.

“We’ll work up to that,“ he licked the shell of your ear. “I’m not ready to share what you look like when you come.” His flesh hand made its way underneath your shirt and was caressing your breasts slowly. You dropped your head back onto his shoulder and closed your eyes. He used his palm to rub circles on your nipples. You subconsciously rolled your hips against his semi-hard cock. Bucky’s metal arm was making a soft whirring noise as he traced the waistband of your shorts. You ran your hand up and down the smooth plates, biting your lip and keeping in your moans.

“I’ve always had a thing for your tits.” He pinched a nipple and then soothed it with his palm. He repeated this process while he talked, “I would always imagine what they looked like. How sensitive they were. How you would sound if I did this…” he pulled on your nipple with a harsh tug, causing you to gasp loudly. “Ah, perfect,” he said, nipping your neck. You were squirming in his arms. Your shorts were soaked. This man was turning you into a hussy.

“Bucky baby, I’m dying a slow death here,” you were proud of yourself for being able to form words at all.

“Sweetheart, you have no idea,” he said as he turned you toward the bed and instructed you to sit. You perched yourself on the edge and looked up at him. He stripped your shirt off. You raised your hips enough to allow him to pull your shorts down your legs and off. He lowered himself to his knees in front of you and spread your thighs with his body. He leaned in for a kiss before bending and placing your legs over his shoulders. The last thing you saw was a sinful grin before he took a long lick through your folds.

“Holy… oh…” was all you managed before laying back, propped up on your elbows. His eyes closed with a growl, sending vibrations straight into your cunt. Bucky licked his way around your entrance, savoring the taste. He flicked his tongue over your clit, switching between short and rapid to long and slow. You started to buck your hips against his face. He slung his metal arm across your belly to still your movements. He used his flesh hand to push two fingers inside you. He curved his fingers just right, rubbing you sweet spot in tandem with his flicking tongue over your clit.

You screamed. Your arms gave out, falling flat on your back. You clutched the sheets with one hand while tangling your fingers in his hair with the other. Bucky was thrusting his fingers deep, flattening his tongue against your clit and moving his head back and forth. The noises he was making were like those of a starving man at his first meal. It was overwhelming. The pleasure was sharp and your orgasm was going to hit you like a freight train.

“Oh god… I’m coming… BUCKY!” you gasped as your legs started to shake and the wave crashed through your body. You threw your arm over your eyes as Bucky slowly worked you down from your high. When your senses were back online, you peaked at him from underneath your arm. He had sat back a bit and was staring at you in awe. His chin was glistening still and he brought his hand up to show how wet it was. That is when you felt it. Your inner thighs were drenched. As was the sheet underneath you. The confusion had to be clear on your face.

“Did I…?” you shook your head, but Bucky cut you off before you could finish the sentence.

“Yea doll, I think you did.” He stated with a satisfied grin. Your cheeks turned hot and you scooted away from him. He grabbed your ankle before you got too far. “Hey, what is that look for?” His brow was furrowed as he looked at you.

“I’ve never… that hasn’t ever happened to me before.” You said embarrassed.

Bucky’s features softened. He wiped his chin off before climbing into the bed next to you. “Doll face, don’t be embarrassed.” He pulled you into his arms. “Never be ashamed of your pleasure. Besides, Clint said that finding a woman who can squirt is like finding a white whale.”

You pushed him away a bit and punched his shoulder playfully with a laugh. “Did you just call me a whale?” Bucky fell back onto the bed in a fit of laughter.

He rolled off the bed and reached down for your hands. He pulled you up and toward the bathroom, “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up Moby.”  


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