this was all i could think of at the top of my head

Sit down lads and listen to my tired fueled rant on why Steven Yeun is a pure man and loves Keith!

So, its been bugging me for a while (especially with the new season just being released) about the fact that almost all the voice actors promote the show and how much slack my boi Steven gets! We all know how much Jeremy Shada, Bex T-K, Josh Keaton, Hell, even AJ whos new to the team go full out and are full of thoughts and words to say about Voltron and their charterers, SO, I am here today, ignoring every piece of homework i have due four weeks ago to tell y’all why none of the slack he gets is deserved!

Way back when in may of this year, a local (ish) convention guested Steven Yeun as a guest, and even though I may be a Lance stan before a human being, I cried cuz I loved this boi since the walking dead. 

I had saved all my $$ just to get this boi’s autograph (on top of picking one up for my friends sister) and waited in his line for almost 2 hours just so i could be first.  And as I sat in line, i noticed that the growing amount of walking dead fans where starting to get extremely high (i don’t think a single person in that line even KNEW what Voltron even was!).

So, b/c i am smart and don’t want to make a rash choice, i sneak a pick at the photos he has lined up before hand to see if they had any rad Voltron for him to sign. and OF COURSE there is no Voltron or Keith anywhere on that table.  But Worry not fellow nerds!  I did the smart thing and printed off a picture of Keith at home!  But my printer is shitty and the quality wasn’t the best

So after almost two hours and him being 20 minutes late ( i could never hate, my boi was on his lunch break) the line starts movin.  So here i am, about to meet Steven FREAKING Yeun, dressed as Kim Possible (not relevant but anyways) and I have practiced over and over what im gonna say to this man.  

“Talk about the Walking Dead, you can do it, tell him you love the walking dead”

So i get up and pay for my autograph, and they let me have two photos and his manager, when he gets to me, tells him that he can only sign one.

NOw, before I got on, my boi looked tired.  Like HELLA TIRED.  idk what he be doing, but he was doing his best to fake a smile and get through another line.

And when i get up in front of him, I FROZE!  like, BItcH, What you DOIN?!?!?  anyways, i shake his hand and all i manage to say is 

“I loved you in Voltron!”

And the look on his face gave me ten years of my life back!  This boi (whose entire autograph photo selection is just walking dead and head shots) hears Voltron, and i saw a smile that was genuine rush over him.  And the MOMENT i notice this, I just go back to talking about Voltron with him

Anyways, he signs my friends photo (which was hella aesthetic) and he looks over at my two and i explain to him the deal 

“So, heres the thing: i only have enough money for one autograph and you are my favorite character in the walking dead (bitch was already dead at this point too) but I got really sad when there was no Keith photos. SO i printed this out at home and I want you to decide.”

he looks at the two photos and tells me

“heres what we’re gonna do.”

and he reaches for the Keith picture and he starts to sign it.  I’m already close to tears at this point, and he is just signing away.  And then he glances over at his manager and quickly signs the other one, pushing both towards me before she had time to react and pull the other one away.

ANd at this point i am IN TEARS.  Crying in the con, god bless this random lady who gave me a tissue or my makeup would have been a mess.  

My friend and I sit down and we look at the pictures and he FUCKING SIGNED THE KEITH PHOTO FROM KEITH!!!!  I might be a Lance stan, but jesus fuck do I love Steven Yeun and everything he is!!

And this boi loves Keith! all the stories I heard from others who met him said that when they mentioned Voltron he would become ten times more happy.  Steven is a gift and I want nothing but happiness for that man.

Oh, and also…

Stevn Yeun loves Keith, he cares for Voltron, and I will NOT tolerate hate towards him any longer!

I rest my case

Why I Quit German

WARNINGS: This story is really gross and/or horrifying but also hilarious imho.  Your health always comes first, so mind the tags:  Violence, Cannibalism Mention, Suicidal Ideation, Feces, Sleep Deprivation, Airplanes, I generally had a really bad time but now it’s hysterical.  Most of the story is under the cut because it’s eight miles long.


In August of 2009 I flew back to Honolulu to do my sophomore year of college with the intention of entering 400-level german. What happened instead is the closest I’ve ever come to personally dying or actually murdering someone.

The problem started the day before my flight, when I attended a birthday party for a very dear cousin in Denver, and due to be in 1 of 2 adults present, ended up driving a bunch of teenagers home and didn’t get home until 12:30 that night.  Oh well, my flight’s at 6AM anyway, I’ll just stay up. I can sleep on the plane, I thought, like a complete fucking fool.

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winter-and-little-brunettes  asked:

Oooo, for the prompt thing, what about Lance talking to Keith in a quiet moment where the BoM and Voltron are actually in the same room about why Keith really left... Like, what was the 'other' part of the reason Keith left? Lance probably thinks it has something to do with hiiimmmmmmm

Lance sits in the common room with Keith next to him. Their knees touch slightly. Lance sighs and listens to the sounds of Hunk hovering over something in the kitchen and Pidge entering some numbers into her laptop. Shiro confers quietly on the other side of the room with Allura, Kolivan, and a couple of other blades. The setting is familiar. It’s comfortable. Lance smiles to himself and turns to murmur something quietly to Keith when he pauses.

Ah. Of course. 

Where he eyes should meet shades of red he only sees purple. He sighs. Reality comes crushing back.

“Yes?” Keith waits expectantly. Lance shakes his head. His hand gently reaches out to lower Keith’s hood. His fingertips brush against his pale cheek. 

“God, pull this down when you’re in here. Your cool, mysterious act fools no one.” Lance smirks. Keith pulls his face away with a pout.

“Just hiding my mullet from you.”

“You gonna try to grow it into a sweet braid?” Lance sneers. He nods over to where Kolivan stands. “Get a super long one like Kolivan and whip your enemies with it?” He moves his head in slow arcs like he’s in a shampoo commercial. Keith frowns… then caves. He smiles shyly.

“No, that would be a huge disadvantage. Enemies could grab me by it.”

“You should tie your knife to the end of it and just SCHWING! SCHWIP!”

Keith laughs at Lance’s sound effects. He can’t remember the last time he laughed like this. 

“Keith! Are you paying attention?” Kolivan turns over his shoulder. Imposing and serious as always. 

“Yes sir!” Keith sits up. Kolivan nods, then resumes talking to Shiro. 

“Jeez,” Lance scoots close so that their sides are against each other. His breath fans against Keith’s ear.

“No fun allowed.”

“You don’t get to be leader by telling jokes.” Keith chuckles. He lets his head turn and he realises how incredibly close he is to Lance. Lance’s expression is relaxed and looks at Keith with lidded eyes and a lazy smile.

“Are you having fun?”

“W….what?” Keith’s pulse starts to hammer. Had he been caught staring.

“With the blades. Are you having fun there?” Lance’s eyes narrow curiously. Keith relaxes. He doesn’t pull away when Lance slides his arm behind him on the couch. 

“Fun is… not the word I’d use…”

“Come back then.”

“I can’t…”

“Keith…”

“Lance…” Keith sighs. “I’m needed there.”

“We need you here.”

“No you don’t, I’m superfluous. We have six paladins and only five lions. Shiro is a better leader than me so…”

“So I’ll sit out!”

“No!” Keith suddenly reaches for Lance’s arm. He grips it tightly. His eyes look panicked. “No I don’t want that.”

Lance scowls. His mouth forms a hard line and he pulls his arm away. 

“Is that what this is all about?” His voice is dangerously low. “You leaving just so I get a lion?”

“No! No!” Keith shakes his head aggressively. “Lance I…”

“Please, Keith please don’t be the reason you left.” This time it’s Lance that initiates the contact. He gently touches Keith’s thigh. It’s warm. Keith heaves out a long sigh.

“Lance… you are much more important to this team then you realise.” Keith picks up his gaze and forces a smile. “That day… when you came to me and told me about how we need our best paladins to make our strongest team?” He huffs a humourless laugh. 

“I never doubted that you would be in a lion. You are one of our best, Lance. I said to not worry about it, because I knew that you would always be in a lion. Maybe not blue, maybe not even Red but…” Keith smiles. He puts his hand on top of Lance’s. Lance stares dumbstruck.

“You’ll always be needed in Voltron.” Keith smiles wider. 

“We need you too.” Lance leans closer. Keith shakes his head.

“I’m just a pilot. And good at stabbing things, but you…” Keith leans forward. He dares to cup lance’s cheek with his hand. Lance blushes up to his ears.

“Lance you do things that I could never do. You lift the team up. You’re good with plans and knowing when to fight and when to run. You keep this team together.”

“Then why can’t I keep you?”

Keith’s hand drops. He feels floored. Air escapes his lungs in a rush. He blinks several times as he tries to compose himself. As he tries to build up his walls again in the face of Lance’s brutal honesty.

“I didn’t leave so you could stay.” He swallows. “But I knew I could leave, because the team still had you and Shiro.”

Lance pouts. He’s not satisfied but he knows this isn’t the place to argue. He falls forward until his head thumps against Keith’s shoulder.

“Come back in one piece, you hear?”

Keith wraps his arms around Lance’s middle. He tries to burn the feel of his jacket, the warmth, the weight against his chest into his memory. He isn’t sure when the next time he’ll be able to do this again. 

“I will.”

Lance chuckles. It surprises Keith.

“I can’t believe you’re not embarrassed hugging me in front of your new dad.”

“He’s not my new dad.”

“But do you think he’ll yell at you if he sees you getting sentimental?”

Keith hums.

“Yeah, but I’ll fight him.” He chuckles and squeezes Lance tighter.

“My money’s on Kolivan.”

“Hey,”

“Dude, you’re tiny. Have you seen you with the other blades? It’s hilarious.” Lance laughs into Keith’s chest. It’s warm and rumbles pleasantly. Keith smiles and melts further into the couch. 

pandagirl7878  asked:

Do... Do you have any tips on drawing digitally? Specifically shading and all that?

Oh heck, erm well I’m certainly not the best teacher but since you asked so nicely I’ll do my best! |`・ω・)9

In general tips, one of the best things I’ve found you can do when sketching/sorting out proportion is to FLIP YOUR CANVAS! Because of the way we are taught to read, left to right or right to left, we tend to have a natural sort of bias in our head when drawing to make it slant left or right as well as focusing on different parts of the drawing, overlooking others.

Ever had that feeling that somethings ‘off’, but you just can’t quite put your finger on it? Chances are it’s a drawing slant or subtle mistake in the anatomy, but because of your eye’s bias you can’t recognise it easily. However, if you flip the canvas it tends to become (all too plainly ;0=0) visible!!

Here’s an example using a quick sketch of my persona, done without flipping the drawing at all:

I’ve been raised reading left to right, and so the left original image looks much better to me! Long story short - especially when doing the intial sketch, flip your canvas every so often to check you havn’t missed anything! You should definately see the results!

For shading… well, it’s quite a broad subject but I’ll try to just go over a few key rules!

1. DON’T SHADE WITH BLACK!!! (Unless it’s a monochronme drawing.) I see people doing this all the time, and it really ruins the feel of a peice and makes the shadows look odd and unnatural, destroying the depth. Instead, use a darker tone of the colour - here’s a comparison!

2. Colours affect other colours! When you’re drawing highlights from a light source, it’s important to remember that the colour of the light will impact how the object lit up will look. A good example of this is from when I drew one of @xgemdrawsx‘s ocs a while back:

Always keep in mind as well as where your light spource is coming from, what colour it is and use the colour wheel to help see how it will affect your subject! (full art image here)

3. Find the right brush for you! A large part of perfecting your shading is experimenting with different brush types in order to find the one that you feel works best with your style!

You don’t need to have a fancy art program like photoshop to get some nice brushes - sure they’re quite helpful, but if you’re a cheapskate like me you can download firealpaca for free and play around with the settings until you find something you’re comfortable with. If you look online or are a tech smartypants, you can even make your own from scratch for maximum customisation!

4. Practice and DETERMINATION!!! When you get down to it, shading is essentially just re-going over the same area, again and again, until it looks just right (which can take anything from 5 minutes to an hour). A lot of my bigger artworks take on average 8 hours each to complete (which is why I have to post so many gosh darn wips!), so don’t expect your work to look amazing immediately! It takes A LOT of hard work and a strong will to keep going, but the end result will always be worth it!

The best way to improve, believe it or not, is just simply to practice. Draw on the bus. Draw at home. Doodle in a textbook (or if your teacher’s looking don’t o=o). If you have an art block, search online, listen to music or do whatever it is you do for inspiration until you’re ready to go again and don’t give up!! You don’t have to draw ALLLL the time, but sketching something no matter how small or simple per day is always going to be better than nothing. YOU CAN DO IT!!!

Anyways, I hope you found at least some of those helpful! If you have any more questions, or want me to elaborate further on anything at all, drop me an ask and I’ll answer to the best of my ability - now go forth and create beautiful art!!!

(。+・`ω・´)/ .*:゚:*. :゚: *:゚

Serendipity | (M)

Originally posted by jengkook

❝ The occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way. After forgetting to click out of his pornhub incognito tab last night, you find yourself shoulder-to-shoulder with Jungkook at 3am watching the rest of it.❞

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What’s Mine

An Alpha!Bucky One Shot

Character Pairing: Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Female Omega!Reader

Word Count: 3,511

Warnings: NSFW 18+ SMUT! Oral (female receiving), face sitting, fingering, sexual penetration, A/B/O dynamics, knotting during a heat, dirty talk, language, a NSFW gif, some mild violence, hostage situation, angst and fluff. Whew.

A/N: I like Loki… I just needed a villian. 

You stole from me.

So, I stole from you.

Time is ticking.

Her clock stops at midnight.

Bucky let the cell phone drop from his hands. He heard the screen shatter when it hit the pavement. He looked down at the glass shards that scattered across his boots. They blurred in his vision.

Rage warmed his blood as fear chilled his bones.

His Omega.

The feral howl that ripped from his chest echoed through the morning fog surrounding the cabin.


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you flower you feast; Shawn Mendes

a/n: so i was literally ordered to write this and i just agreed. My two faves came together in an abundance of love and adoration and honestly i’m still not over it. 

synopsis: going to see Harry in concert with Shawn and he can’t keep his hands off of you.

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dating tom holland...pt. 3
  • if i’m being honest, he’d probably smell amazing 24/7
  • not even his cologne just like his scent, there’s just something so comforting about him too
  • the day before he had to leave for press or filming he’d cling onto you like a koala
    • “I’m not letting go until I absolutely have to,” he’d whine as you tried to push him off
    • “tom I have to pee,”
    • “no you don’t that’s false,”
    • “GET OFF ME BEFORE BAD THINGS HAPPEN”
  • reluctantly letting go of you so you could go pee
  • hearing your name through the door
    • [Y/N]!!!”
    • “come baaaack”
    • “….I can hear you pee” followed by loud giggling as you flush the toilet and quickly was your hands
  • he promises to call, text, and facetime you as often as possible when he’s away
  • and obviously he sticks to his promises cause he’s that guy™
    • “I miss yoooouuuu”
    • “harrison doesn’t cuddle like you”
    • “I miss your cooking” 
  • reuniting with each other is both your favourite things
  • you’d be waiting at the airport, trying to be as lowkey as possible since there was already a swarm of paparazzi’s
  • him noticing you as soon as he stepped through those doors
  • running and jumping into his arms as he threw down all his belongings
    • multiple kisses all over your face
    • whispering “i’m gonna make up for all our lost time when we get home”
  • and he so does
  • not being able to keep his hands off you the second you step through the door
    • “what gotten into you, tom?” you ask as he nips at your neck and collarbones
    • he freezes before shyly looking up at you, “I-I had a dream…about you…” he trails off
  • you nearly moan at the thought of him having dirty dreams about you
  • sloppy makeup sex 
    • both your actions would be so rushed, just wanting to be connected with each other
    • “fuck, I missed you so much babygirl,” 
    • him trying to make you come at the same time as him
  • as happy as he is to see you, he’s also exhausted and starving so you tell him to take a nap as you make something for dinner
    • “but I wanna nap with my girl,” he’d try to coax 
    • “after dinner,” you bargained as he let out a huff but agreed
  •  waking him up with head scratches 
    • whining when you stop and throw the blankets off him
    • not at all fazed by his naked body
    • him being surprised at you being unfazed because ????? 
  • him always trying to get you naked
    • “let eat dinner…..naked,”
    • “let’s play strip monopoly!” “not a chance tom,” “strip uno?”
  • “tom no”
  • “TOM YES”
  • he can be such a child, hiding all your left shoes or the toothpaste because it’s only a minor inconvenience 
  • whenever you’re at home with him and his family he becomes so much more british
    • “tom I can’t understand what you’re saying anymore”
    • “WHADYA MEAN M8″
  • him getting genuinely jealous when you pay more attention to tessa than him
    • “I’m spider-man though!!!!” he’d whine as you rolled around with tessa
    • having enough of your shit and picking you up, throwing you over his shoulder and bringing you to him room
  • when tom is sick its so much worse because he’s so much more clingy but you also don’t wanna get sick
    • “just a kiss on the nose, please darling” he’d beg as you sighed, finally giving him
    • tilting his head up so you end up meeting his lips instead
    • “if you get me sick i’m gonna kill you, holland”
  • you sitting on his lap because he loves having his arms wrapped around your body
  • if you were in public he’d always be checking behind your back for paparazzi’s because it was date night 
  • baking together becomes a tradition with you guys
    • him smearing icing down your nose before licking it
    • “you taste amazing, sweetheart,” him winking before you choke on a breath  
  • you lying in his lap in bed on nights you can’t sleep
  • so he begins playing with your hair and softly singing to because he knows that’s what puts you out like a light
  • waking you up with slopping kisses all over your face
  • you’re not a morning person so you don’t appreciate being woken up and put your pillow on your face
  • so he ends up eating you out and you can’t even get angry cause it was one of the best orgasms ever
    • “still hate me for waking you up?” he asks cheekily as you roll your eyes playfully
    • that day ends up full of sex, cuddles, and food
  • working out with him but he just ends up getting distracted by all your movements 
  • which leads to post workout sex
    • “your ass looks amazing in those pants, but it looks even better without them, darling,”
  • he secretly loves being domestic with you
  • like he loves doing laundry or cleaning the apartment and even going grocery shopping because he’s imagining your future
    • “you ever think about us? in the future?” he’d ask one day and he immediately regrets it thinking you’ll start freaking out
    • “all the time, bubs,” you say with a smile and he thinks his heart is gonna leap out of his chest
  • his parents and brothers already call you an old married couple
  • both of you agreeing that you’ve still got a long ways ahead of you before you wanna get married or start a family 
  • but you both want to 
  • you’re both each others rocks, always there no matter what time it is
  • sweet little kisses throughout the day 
    • like on the nose
    • or the forehead
    • of the top of your head
  • if you’re wearings rings he’s 100 percent going to play with them when he’s holding your hand 
  • he makes sure to bring you back a souvenir from each place he visits, even if it’s a magnet you love it so much 
  • sharing headphones while waiting for the plane to start boarding 
  • playing ‘guess the song’
    • “i lose every time though,” he’d whine but you just stuck your tongue out
    • purposely playing songs he doesn’t know just to see him pout
    • “you’re just too cute,” “i’m not cute, i’m hot,” “okay, tommy, whatever you say,”
  • him getting tipsy on the plane 
    • “let’s join the mile high club,” while giggling
    • “tom i’m trying to watch a movie,”
    • “and i’m trying to get laid,”
  • he’s actually such a child sometimes and you have to threaten him with no more sex until he finally calms down
  • if he has a random question he will ask you as if you have the answer
    • “how long are giraffes necks????”
    • “how do dolphins sleep with one eye open??”
  • poking your cheeks whenever you’re ignoring him 
    • “pay attention to meeeee,”
  • lying in between his legs on his chest because he insists on having you as close to him as possible
  • YOU’RE BOTH HEAD OVER HEELS FOR EACH OTHER AND ADORE ONE ANOTHER 

A/N: i died and came back then died again i h8 myself

Kiwi

Originally posted by fearless-man

Inspired by Harry Styles’ song ‘Kiwi’. Just an one shot without any connections to other stories I’ve written. Hope you enjoy!

Warning: Smut

She’s driving me crazy, but I’m into it, but I’m into it
I’m kinda into it
It’s getting crazy, I think I’m losing it, I think I’m losing it

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BTS reactions | waking up next to you for the first time

Seokjin | ᴊɪɴ

Jin awoke when the sun hit his face through the blinds he’d forgotten to close the night prior. The two of you had stayed up late practicing new choreography and he’d insisted you stay the night rather than him walking you home. It was about time you stay the night anyway, he’d said with a tired smile. You were asleep next to him on your side wearing an oversized shirt of his which had ridden up to expose your black boyshorts and tummy. He sighed happily and placed a kiss on your forehead before getting out of bed to make breakfast for the two of you.

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Yoongi | sᴜɢᴀ

He wakes up in the early afternoon after the two of you had stayed up long enough to have watched the sunrise if you hadn’t been otherwise occupied. This wasn’t the first time that you’d stayed up keeping him company as he worked, but it is the first time that he’s stayed over afterward.

You were still soundly asleep when he returned from the bathroom. As he got back into your bed, he took a moment to watch you. Your hair messily sticking up all sorts of ways, your mouth open slightly with deep sleepy breaths softly falling from your lips. Yoongi loved seeing you like this. He stroked your cheek tenderly and moved his hand down to your chin. You unconsciously leaned into his touch as a breathy “Yoongi” escaped your lips. Your boyfriend finally settled into bed completely. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to him chest to chest. Instinctively you nuzzled your face into his chest. For Yoongi this moment was so soft and tender. He kissed the top of your head as a content sigh left your lips.

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Hoseok | ᴊ-ʜᴏᴘᴇ

When Hoseok awoke with you snuggled into his side, he couldn’t help the wide toothy smile that stretched across his face. He wrapped his arms around your sleeping figure and squeezed you tightly, waking you up with a start. “Ahh, jagi I love you so much!” he’d squeak and he peppered your groggy face with kisses. After that, the two of your spent hours in bed cuddled up together chatting happily about your mutual enjoyment of each other. Neither of you doubted that the other wanted to do this again, and soon.

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Namjoon | ʀᴍ

The two of you were cuddled up in bed, him on his back and you laying on your front with your head nuzzled into his neck and your arm wrapped around his middle. Namjoon woke with a heavy breath and a snort and looked around the bedroom through sleepy eyes. He tilted his face to kiss your forehead, then gently stroked what he could reach of your head with the arm you lay on. He’s happy, being able to wake up with you like this. He thinks he could do this every day forever as he falls back asleep. You awaken a bit later to his snoring.

Originally posted by simondismydaddy

Jimin

You woke from the coziest sleep you’ve ever had in your life. As you went to rub your eyes, you found your arm trapped. Your soft Jimin was curled up next to you hugging your arm tightly. His face scrunched up in his sleep and you couldn’t help but smile at how cute he was. Soon enough your boyfriend woke with a soft greeting and looked lovingly up into your eyes. “’Morning, Jiminie,” you whispered. He kissed your chin and buried his face into your neck. You heard a muffled “You’re so comfy, jagi!” before you felt him peppering your neck with soft kisses.

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Taehyung | ᴠ

Taehyung woke up first to you shuffling in your position on his chest. He wrapped his arms around you to pull you on top of him completely with your legs between his, and settled his arms around the small of your waist. You awoke just as he began to fall back asleep. Your first instinct was to get off of your boyfriend in fear that you were crushing him, but you immediately felt his hand holding you in place by your hip. “Don’t go, jagi,” he breathed out in the deepest morning voice you’d ever heard. “I want to stay just like this.” You nodded your head in response and he pulled you up to plant a soft kiss on your lips.

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Jungkook

You boyfriend wasn’t sure what exactly woke him at 6AM, maybe it was his morning wood, or maybe it was how warm it was under the blankets, but whatever is was, he wasn’t able to fall back to sleep. No, especially not since you were so close to him, the small spoon to his big. His arm that had draped around your middle in the night was even being held by you, so he was effectively trapped. As he tried to move himself away from you, you woke with a soft groan. “What time is it, babe?” you asked him without opening your eyes. He relayed the time to you softly, still trying to pull away just a bit. Instead of letting him go, you cuddled closer. You knew exactly what you felt as soon as your butt hit his crotch and you giggled. “You’re so happy to see me so early in the morning!” You joked light-heartedly. Your playful reaction put him at ease and he squeezed you in his arms. “Shut up and go back to sleep.” He replied with a chuckle.

Originally posted by jkguks


Authors Note: I apologize if these don’t quite match the same writing style. I write up a lot of these in my spare time, but sometimes think of them a bit differently if that makes any sense. Ah, also, oops! One of these is a way longer than the others. 😅 Wonder who my bias is…

By the way, I want to thank everyone who liked and reblogged my first post, and everyone who followed me as well. I really hope I can post content that people will like, so feel free to send me feedback and/or requests.


Masterlist | Request

wicked in her veins.

pairing: jimin x reader

genre: fluff, minor hints of sexual tension / demon!jimin

word count: 1,460

prompt: Getting to dress your demon boyfriend up for Halloween

note: october prompts masterlist

“Hell no. Not happening — fucking ever. Not in your wildest dreams, princess.”

His response was immediate as you made your way down the hallway with the costume in hand. The look on his face as he realized the certain… entity that you were holding was beyond priceless. It was of course the exact reaction that you had been expecting. His brows furrowed while his top lip curled in disgust, the physically aversive response to something as simple as a Halloween costume only causing your amusement to run thicker. No, not even your boyfriend’s harsh refusal could deter your mood, or your powers of persuasion for that matter.

“Oh, is that so?” You replied to Jimin, your brow arched in a way that told him how so far from over this conversation was. “I seem to remember that a certain someone lost a bet to me a few weeks ago? Remember that game of poker? The deal was—”

“—This is what you want to use your win from that on? Baby, c’mon anything else. You’re not this evil, I know you aren’t… Are you?” He was pleading a little, his bottom lip jutting out to try and tug at your heartstrings. Admittedly you felt a tiny pull, but it was quickly overtaken by the image of Jimin wearing the costume that was still dangling from the hanger in your hand.

Your mouth curved into a sultry smile as you made your way closer to him. He was sitting down on the living room couch, a look of despair flooding his eyes as he realized that there was no way in hell that you were backing down from this. You sat the costume onto the open space next to Jimin, his reaction a harsh flare of his nose. However, the tension soon dropped as you went to straddle his lap, your hands swiftly moving to take their place on either side of his face.

“You know, I really thought that a demon would be a lot better at a game all about lying and deceit.”

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HOW SKAM’S ISAK AND EVEN REVOLUTIONIZED TEEN TV

The third season of Norwegian teen series Skam dismantled stereotypes, coerced schoolkids into skiving off classes and turned homophobes into rainbow flag-waving defenders—and it first began airing one year ago today. It was the “gay” season, charting the blossoming relationship of Isak Valtersen and Even Bech Næsheim, both coming to terms with their sexuality amidst a cutting background of teenage angst. Taking every fan poll I’ve ever come across into account, season three was by far Skam’s most popular. It broke streaming records in Norway, and television viewership records in neighboring Denmark and Sweden. Throughout its 10-episode run, it hardly left the list of worldwide trending topics on any given social platform.

With a short promo clip that could have been a stand in for a gay snuff film—jockish throbs in a locker room being showered with milk in slow motion—the series wasn’t afraid to shy away from explicitly homosexual subject matter. Or any hot button subject. Homophobia, bullying, mental health—nothing was off the cards for series creator Julie Andem.

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what it would be like to date peter parker

• he’d be such a mess when confessing & asking you out tbh

+ *cue incoherent stuttering*

+ you having to take the initiative and just set the date and place and say yes

• him gradually being less awkward and more open about his dorkiness as you guys go on more dates

• him animatedly talking to you about what he’s into and why

+ which includes you ;)

+ he’d get you hyped about what he’s passionate about just by how enthusiastically he describes it

• he’d honestly randomly compliment you throughout the day

+ like he’d just blurt it out when it crosses his mind

+ “y'know you look rlly cute in those clothes but I think it’d be utterly adorable if you wore some of mine??”

+ you getting a bit flustered but take up his offer later

• him not minding at all when you do and secretly taking pictures when you do

• !! couple !! outfits !!

+ probably matching flannels or science puns shirts

• when you meet aunt may for the first time you all eat thai food

+ you and aunt may constantly do thai food puns

+ peter feels so happy that the two of you get along but is both amused and annoyed towards your guys’ puns

• likes constant physical contact

+ hand holding would be a casual thing w/ you guys

+ he’d like to keep his kisses w/ you more private at first bc he’s awkward af but he’d eventually just not care anymore once he’s sure that you’re comfortable w/ him

+ cuddles for days

• always sends you morning texts

+ sometimes they’re cute lil messages or just quick morning selfies of him when he’s in a rush to get ready bc he woke up late

• ned being the ultimate third wheel

+ “hey y/n want to go to this new cafe that opened down the street?”

+ *pops out of nowhere* “ooh that sounds fun guys I’m down”

+ you guys get along well though so it’s all cool

• omg but when he gets jealous

+ it’s not that obvious to the dude (or girl) who’s hitting on you that he’s low-key angry but you just k n o w by the way he’s acting

+ he’d wrap his arms around you from the back and pull you into a hug, looking at the person w/ an uberly polite smile on his face while asking you “hey boo are you doing ok??”

+ he feels more at ease when you reassure him that he’s the only one for you even though he has a lot of faith in you

• keeping his spiderman identity a secret from you tears him apart inside (even though it’s to ensure your safety) bc he knows that you think he’s prioritizing his “stark internship” over you

• you eventually find out when you get saved by his alter ego and recognize his habits and voice (that he poorly tried to disguise)

• being his personal healthcare companion for when he gets injured from fighting crime

+ “honestly pete you’ve got to be more careful”

+ “sorry y/n but I swear that the other guy has it worse!”

+ “that’s not the point you dummy”

• you make sure he doesn’t do anything t o o reckless

+ tony even gives you his contact information for emergencies / just in case

• takes you to surprise rooftop dates

+ he loves watching your reactions from the view and being so high up

+ would literally think that your look of pure happiness is more amazing than the view

• him helping you with school subjects bc lbr he’s a v smart kid

+ honestly being so patient w/ you & explaining it so clearly

+ 9 times out of 10 both of you would end up making out once you’re done

• just find yourself a man like peter parker

Saying Things

Peter Parker x Reader

So this is for the precious, most adorable person @dej-okay because she deserves only good things.

Summary: You’d lost count of how many times you’d thought of kissing him. You had never let yourself imagine that maybe, he thought of it, too.

“Or how badly I’ve wanted you like this,” and he didn’t have to explain what he meant…”

Warnings: None. Just A LOT OF FLUFF AND CHEDDAR CHEESE. Words: 3.6k


“Parker,” you cautioned as he not-so-gingerly picked up the beaker that was mostly full of blue liquid that resembled and even smelt a little like Windex, shaky hands bringing it over to your side of the lab table, mixture sloshing around the insides, goggles beginning to steam up around his eyes from how heavily he was breathing, tiny rogue hairs from fallen waves at his forehead fluttering as warm puffs of air escaped from the spaces between funny eye wear.

It had taken the two of you nearly half an hour to mix the contents in said beaker just right, waiting for the telltale appearance of that crystal blue to color the glass and signal the correct chemical change.

You’d both laughed excitedly as you’d watched with anxious eyes, two pairs of goggles level with the table; forgetting that you were still holding glass tubes and going in for a high five, catching yourself with a sheepish expression just in time. He’d offered an air five instead.

“Peter, carefully,” you urged when the clumsy boy caught a sneakered foot on the corner of the table, neon blue peeking at the edge of its container as it swayed inside, nearly raining down on top of the shiny black below it.

“I know, I know, I’ve got this,” a tiny smirk following his words, and you found yourself believing him despite the sound of glass clanking together as he began pouring that blue liquid into the compound you’d just finished mixing up. The puffs of air fogging up both of your goggles stopped as blue hit green and you held your breaths, the whole feel of him changing when that red precipitate formed in uneven clumps at the bottom of the beaker. Bubbly laughter spilled from his lips in a rush of air as the tension released from his lungs and the smile that lit up the whole of his face kept you from doing the same, kept you from breathing, and you weren’t sure if you would ever be able to bring yourself to draw air into tingling lungs again if he were going to smile like that around you, at you.

Because he was looking at you with the sun in his eyes and happiness making up the whole of his features in a way that warmed your heart entirely and made your body feel sluggish and uneven like the mess of chemicals in that beaker. The longer you looked, the more aware you became of how the color of your cheeks must match the color of that clump, and oh, but his eyes were glowing, and you were glowing, and his lips were pink and stretched prettily across white, mostly-even teeth in that charming way that only his lips could.

And that was the first time you realized that Peter Parker was someone that you could kiss. Peter Parker was someone you wanted to be kissing.

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thecoolestgay  asked:

Can you please write some adorable reddie cuddling fluff? I've been reading tons of angst and I'm gonna cry 😭

with pleasure my dude

(FYI - they’re a little older in this, nearly 20, as theres a few lil mentions of smexy times and some teasing and making out etc because i don’t write that very much and wanted a change, sue me)

please listen to tee shirt by birdy to get super cutesy vibes and all the feels <3


It was still dark out when Eddie woke up, squinting up to look out the window at the early morning sky. He checked his watch, seeing it was 5:45 am, and smiled. He still had hours to kill before waking up. He felt something move from underneath him and he turned his head to come face to face with Richie’s sleeping form. And he smiled.

Richie had snuck in again last night, just before midnight like clockwork, and begged Eddie to just fall asleep on top of him. So he had, and god was he happy he did. Eddie had fallen asleep on his front, leaning on Richie’s shoulder and tucking his face into his neck, softly sighing as Richie stroked the side of his face to help him fall asleep. He had slept for a good few hours until he woke up, but those few hours were pure bliss. 

Richie shifted again and let out some air through his nose before blinking open his eyes slightly. He saw Eddie staring at him and he smiled.

“You’re staring again.” He whispered. 

“You look cute in the morning.” Eddie said quietly and Richie chuckled, his chest rumbling and making butterflies erupt in Eddie’s stomach. 

“Thank you. You look pretty adorable too.” Richie said, pressing a kiss to Eddie’s forehead. “What time is it? Do we have to get up now?” Richie asked sadly and Eddie shook his head, holding his wrist with the watch on to Richie’s face.

“We have ages. Go back to sleep if you want.” He said and Richie shrugged.

“Don’t wanna if you’re gonna be awake.”

“I’ll fall asleep too. You know I can’t stay away for too long.” Eddie pointed out, and snuggled into Richie’s neck, pressing a kiss at the base of his throat. Richie hummed in appreciation and rested his hand on the side of Eddie’s face, stroking the hairs just behind his ear. Eddie loved it when Richie was gentle with him, compared to how brash and loud he could be outside or with the others. He loved that side of Richie, it was fun and adventurous and he never knew what to expect from him, but soft, sleepy, Richie was his favourite. 

Eddie started pressing soft kisses across Richie’s neck, listening to the soft noises he was making, and then kissed behind his ear, making him shiver. Richie moved away slightly and Eddie whined, trying to kiss him again.

“I’m way too tired to flip you over right now, please don’t kiss me there until I’m wide awake and ready to go.” Richie joked, but Eddie stopped, knowing he was right. Even though Richie was more dominant in more than one aspect, when Eddie tried to take control he was putty in his hands. Eddie settled on resting the side of his face on the pillow and just staring up at his boyfriend instead. He was so beautiful, all freckles and pale skin and bright, brown eyes. He looked different without his glasses, but a good different. Older, more mature. Less like ‘Trashmouth Tozier’ or ‘Bucky Beaver’ that he had been known as during school. Now, he was just Richie. And Eddie loved just Richie. 

“What are we doing today again?” Richie asked after a short while of peaceful silence.

“Bev asked us to come to the movies with her and then we’re helping Stan pack for College. After that, nothing.” Eddie said sleepily. Richie nodded.

“Wanna get dinner tonight?”

“Not another pizza, Richie. My face is already breaking out from yesturday’s binge.”

“No,” Richie snorted. “Not pizza. Like, real food. From a restaurant.” Eddie smirked and looked up at him.

“Are you asking me out on a date, Tozier?” Eddie nearly died when he saw Richie’s face turn a little pink.

“Would that be so terrible?”

“Only a little bit.” Eddie teased and Richie rolled his eyes, gently flicking Eddie’s ear.

“Asshole.” 

“You love me.” Eddie hummed and Richie smiled, kissing his forehead.

“Yeah, unfortunately.” Eddie scoffed and started to scoot away from him.

“I’m never snuggling with you again.” He threatened and Richie grabbed him before he could move further away, flipping them over and pinning Eddie underneath him. Eddie let out a breath, not expecting that at all, as Richie beamed down at him. “I thought you were too tired?”

“I perk up when you start getting fiesty and bratty.” Richie said and Eddie tutted at him.

“Bratty, pft! As if!” Richie leaned down rubbed his nose against Eddie’s fondly, making his heart melt.

“You’re so cute when you try to prove me wrong.”

“I’m not cute, I’m manly!”

“Shut up, Eddie. You’re adorable.” Richie said, kissing Eddie’s jaw. “Cute, cute, cute!” He kissed his nose, his cheek, and his collarbone for each word and Eddie bit his lip, holding back a smile.

“If the others could see us right now they’d puke.” He said and Richie laughed.

“I think Stan would bust a nut, being in the same room as us would be the most action he’s gonna get.”

“Don’t be mean!” Eddie frowned, swatting Richie’s hand. “Stan is gonna find somebody soon, just you wait.”

“He still won’t get as much as I do.” Richie raised an eyebrow, making Eddie go red.

“Shut up. I just put up with your horny ass because I have too.”

“I never hear you complaining, like, in fact, I always hear you telling me not to stop.”

“Okay, that’s enough.” Eddie warned, pointing a finger up at him.

“Billy Boy would be so shocked at the filthy words that have come out of your little mouth, Eds. He’d be asking everyone where his precious little best friend has gone!” Richie grinned. “The answer, by the way, is underneath me. Or on top of me when I’m lazy. Like the good boy he is.”

“Do you kiss your Mom with that trashy mouth?” Eddie asked. Richie shrugged.

“No, but I kiss yours. And man does she love it-”

“Don’t make me say beep beep, you’ve been so good recently.” Eddie groaned and Richie sighed, before flopping onto his side, his arms getting tired. Eddie slowly moved back so he was lying beside him and reached up to move some of Richie’s wild hair out of the way. “You’re beautiful.” Eddie whispered, and for once, Richie didn’t make a joke. He just smiled.

“So are you. I got real lucky.”

“Yeah, you did.”

“Shut up.” Richie teased, pressing his lips to Eddie’s, the two of them lazily moving and intertwining hands. When they eventually broke apart, Richie closed his eyes as Eddie carried on playing with his hair. “Can we, just…stay here forever?”

“The bed sheets would get so gross.” Eddie grimaced and Richie laughed.

“I hope you never change, Eds.” He said and kissed him again. Eddie deepened the kiss, running his tongue over Richie’s and pulling his body flush against his. He sighed into his boyfriends mouth and then pulled away, grinning like an idiot. 

“Yeah, let’s stay here forever.”

bts - angry sex

requested :)

angry/jealous sex

jin

“god. I cant believe you jin!” you yelled as the two of you stormed into your shared apartment, jin slaming the door behind him.

“well i cant believe you either y/n!” he retorted back at your, practically throwing his shoes off.

the two of you went to a dinner that night with the other members. the whole car ride to the fancy restaurant was strangely quiet, but you didnt ask jin about it. when you guys got the restaurant, he barely spoke a word to you. 

you were talking to jungkook beside you when  you heard jin speak, “yah! namjoon, i know y/n looks like a slut tonight but keep your eyes up here.” your eyes bulged out of your head as he finished his sentence. you looked down at your dress, sure, your boobs were kind of showing, but you wouldnt call yourself a slut. 

you angrily stood up and walked out of the resturant, hearing jin groan from behind you as he excused you two from the table for the night. 

so now, the two of you stood facing eachother, eyes narrowed at each other, breathing heavely. 

“i cant believe you would call me a slut in front of your friends.” you groaned, your hand coming to rest on your forehead. 

instantly, something clicked in jin. his head turned to the side a bit, and his eyes scanned your entire body. “ well that’s just what you are isnt y/n? a slut.”

you were about to snap at him, but was cut off by him pushing you up agaisnt the wall behind you. 

“ you like the feeling of all these peoples’ eyes on you dont you?” he spoke lowly into your ear as his hands roamed your entire body. “ you like knowing that all those little boys were imagining doing things to you- dirty things.” your breath hitched in your throat at his words. his lips sucking on your jaw and neck as his hands moved underneath your dress. “those are just little boys though y/n, let me show you what a man can do to please you.” 

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suga

there your boyfriend was, sitting on the couch that you left him on earlier that day. by just standing in the doorway you could tell that he didnt do any of the chores you told him to do. 

“so yoongi, is all of the cleaning done?” you asked him as you took off your shoes, causing him to jump a little due to not hearing you come in. 

“uh no.” he responded, taking his feet off the coffee table. 

you sighed, “of course you didn’t, im the only one who needs to clean.” you walked into the kitchen and saw the pile of dirty dishes in the sink. 

now you heard yoongi stand up from his position and come into the kitchen.”what?” he asked, his eyebrows furrowed as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“i said that i’m the only one who ever cleans around here.” you repeated yourself, preparing for the fight that was about to begin. 

“i clean around here.” he stated, coming closer to you.

“really when? because i havent noticed.”  

he then pushed you against the kitchen counter, his hands on the counter behind  you so you couldn’t move. “i do the laundry, i clean the bathroom and i sweep. so i do clean around here.”

the closeness between  youtwo, made you almost forget what you were fighting about as he spoke those words. “fine, you do help a little, but not doing the chorse i tell you t-” you were cut off by him basically smashing his lips onto your own. 

“shut up and let me fuck you now yeah?” he said as he pulled back quickly, you only gettign enough time to nod before he’s ripping both of your clothes off and fucking you abruptly on the kitchen counter. it was messy, and it really did not help get your apartment any cleaner. 

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jhope

he was furious. beyond angry. he wasnt your normal sunshine that you and everyone else has come to love. his face was blushed red from yelling. veins in his neck were very prominent. his eyebrows were furrowed and he looked extremely hot. sure, you didn’t like him being mad at you but, he just looked so damn good. 

he sighed, “i cant keep yelling anymore y/n.” he said and sat down on the couch, his head in his hands. 

“then dont.” you smirked, coming closer to your boyfriend.

“what?” he looked up at you.

“fuck me instead.” now the both of you were smirking, the fight leaving your guys’ minds as you climbed onto his lap. his hands immediately gripped onto your waist, and you starting to grind down onto his member. his lips attached themselves onto your neck, biting harshly, making sure to leave marks. soft moans fell from your lips as your tilted your head back and closed your eyes. his hands now letting go of your hips and starting to rip off your clothing instead. 

your breaths mixed together for the rest of the night. his roughs, still kinda angry thrusts made you forget everything that happened a few hours before. 

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rap monster

you have never seen him like this before. his nosrils flaring, his chest moving fast from heavy breathing and his eyes narrowed at you. his hands were even flinching at his sides. 

you guys had been fighting for almost a hour now, over somethng that didnt even matter anymore. you were furious at him, you wanted to keep fighting with him, but as his previous actions faded away and turned into lust, you knew it was over.

“come here baby girl.” he demanded, anger still laced in his voice. you followed his command and walked the few steps towards him until you were directly infront of him. “i think youve been quite mean to daddy tonight, maybe you should make it up to him, and he might do the same to you.” you nodded in response, his words fading your anger away and filling it with lust. “good. now strip.”

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jimin

jimin rarely got mad, but he did get jealous- extremely jealous. so, when he was pushing you back into his bedroom and away from the boys, you werent really surprised. 

“jimin, what is it now?” you asked, your arms crossing over your chest. 

his eyes scanned your body before responding, “look what youre wearing.” 

your head and eyes looked down to see your outfit; your sleeping shorts, that you guess are pretty short, and a tank top. 

“all of the boys were looking at you, biting their lips, scanning your body.” he spoke as he walked closer to you, pulling your hips into his. thats when you felt it, his hard member poking into your hip. “they want you baby, but they cant have you since youre mine. only mine.” 

“yes jimin, i’m only yours.” you smirked at him, loving where this was going. 

he smashed his lips onto yours and pushed you down onto the bed, him landing softly on top of you. his hands went up the sides of your body roughly, and his hips grinded into your own. 

“i want you to be extra loud this time, make the others remember who you belong to.” he whispered into your ear before biting down onto your neck, a loud moan leaving your lips instantly, “thats it baby, be loud.” 

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v

he was pinning you onto the bed, his whole weight on you so you couldnt move. you had made him mad, so you were expecting this. 

“youve made me very mad kitten. i think you should be punished.” his raspy voice spoke. 

almost instantly, you were stripped from your clothes and sprawled over his lap on your stomach. his hands roamed your ass before giving your right ass cheek a quick slap. the fabric of his jeans rubbing against your stomach since he was still fully dressed. “count every spanking or i start over. understand kitten?” he asked. 

“yes daddy.” you responded. 

your punishment went for another 19 spankings, your ass red as hell and tears streaming down your face in pleasure and pain- a feeling  you loved. 

“youve taken your punishment very well kitten. i think its time for your reward,” taehyung said, a smile spreading across his face as his long fingers started to play with the lips of your pussy. you bit your lip, trying to hold in your moans from the pleasure he was giving you. suddenly, a hand came down on your sore ass cheek, causing you to yelp out. “stop holding back, let me hear your pretty moans y/n.” 

with that, for the rest of the night, all that was heard were your moans and screams of pleasure and other erotic noises. 

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jungkook

he glared at you from across the club, not believing what you were doing. you knew he was watching, it was all apart of your plan. angry jealous sex is what you have been craving recently, so that is what you will get. 

you were standing infront of jimin, your hands running up and down his thighs as you leaned over a little, trying to push your boobs into his face.

“uh y/n, i dont know what youre doing, but i think you should stop.” jimin spoke to you, a bit taken a back and frightened. he saw the way jungkook was looking at the two of you and it was not good. 

“nono jimin, its all part of my plan. i need really good sex tonight.” you reassured jimin, a smirk almost instantly spreading across his face, 

“well i think its working because hes coming over here now, and he does not look happy.” suddenly, you felt a warm hand grip your wrist and spin you around.

“y/n. its time to go.” jungkook spoke calmly, but you could see the way his eyes pierced into yours, and how his jaw was clenched, that he was beyond pissed. you nodded to him and followed behind him as he started walking towards the exit, but not before smirking and winking back at jimin. 

as soon as you were outside, jungkook pushed you up against the brick wall outside the club. 

“you should know how i feel when men look at the way jimin hyung was looking at you like that y/n.” jungkook growled lowly into your ear, his hands griping your hips. “you’re mine. no one looks at whats mine like that.” you were about to respond until his warm mouth bite down on your neck, the cold fall breeze instantly cooling it. “im going to have to mark you everywhere so everyone knows whats mine.” 

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Reputation Theory by alltooalex

As November 10th is getting closer and more information is being shared each day about the songs on Reputation, I can’t stop thinking about the theory that the fifteen Taylor’s present at the end of the Look What You Made Me Do video are representations of the fifteen tracks on the album. Because of this, I have decided to compile all my own theories on Reputation into one big post to share with everyone here on Tumblr…


Track 1: The Birdcage Taylor / Ready For It
This Taylor is clad in orange and depicted inside a giant gold cage, referencing a prisoner. We already know that this track is ‘Ready For It’. The three lyrics of ‘me I was a robber first time that he saw me’, ‘but if I’m a thief then he can join the heist’, and ‘he can be my jailer, Burton to this Taylor’ all perfectly fit this image. This song is asking ‘are you ready for it?’ as in ‘are you ready for the intense media scrutiny that comes along with being in a relationship with me?’.

Track 2: Snake Taylor
Hiss hiss bitch, this Taylor has taken reclaiming her image to a whole new level by presenting herself as the queen of snakes. You think Taylor Swift is a snake? Watch Taylor Swift be the biggest snake you’ve ever seen! This look is pretty self-explanatory in my eyes. I think this will be the ultimate diss song to everyone who has ever wronged her. All the haters better watch their back, because we all know that all Taylor thinks about is karma.

Track 3: Shake It Off Taylor
This Taylor is the ballerina of the Shake It Off music video. Both the Shake It Off song and music video send the message that in spite of hate you should never stop being yourself. This Taylor says “yeah, you can’t possibly be that surprised all the time” recognising that Taylor is aware of the things people say about her, just like she was when she wrote Shake It Off. It’s hard to say what this track will be about because I think this album focuses on confronting hate rather than ignoring it, but it could be a song about Taylor being happy with her life right now. Shake It Off in its essence is about embracing life and enjoying yourself, and Taylor really has been glowing in the rare glimpses we’ve seen of her this era.

Track 4: Zombie Taylor
The Old Taylor can’t come to the phone right now… Why? Oh, cause she’s dead. I know this Taylor has a lot of links to the Kimye drama, but I think the most important part of Zombie Taylor is that she is the death of Out of the Woods Taylor. Out of the Woods Taylor represented a Taylor who had found herself outside of a relationship and was happy within her own right. I think the Kimye situation, as well as her breakup with Calvin and short-lived relationship with Tom, may have left Taylor feeling as if she had lost who she was. Similar to how she describes feeling All Too Well, I think this will be a song about finding herself again (or bringing herself back from the dead).

Track 5: Junior Jewels Taylor
This Taylor is a replica of Junior Jewels Taylor from her 2008 You Belong with Me video, except this shirt sports all the names of her current day friends! On Taylor’s past albums Track 5 has been the sad song™, however, I think Reputation might break this tradition and this will be a song about Taylor and her friends (think ‘22’ 2.0). Could the candids of Taylor’s upcoming music video (x), in which she is hanging out in London with some friends, be more evidence to support this?

Track 6: Dance Sequence Taylor / Look What You Made Me Do
This Taylor reflects the dark image she projected leading up to the announcement of Reputation. We already know that this track is ‘Look What You Made Me Do’. Through this track, Taylor is recognising the hate she received in 2016 and taking back her narrative through Reputation (‘maybe I got mine, but you’ll all get yours’). This song has loose ties to her Kimye fued, with this Taylor saying ‘what’s with that bitch?’ in reference to The Old Taylor and the lyric ‘I don’t like your titled stage’.

Track 7: Met Gala Taylor
This Taylor was super dramatic and over the top, gasping and holding a hand to her head. For some reason this Taylor gives me strong Wildest Dreams vibes, so I think this will be a love song about Joe. The fact that this Taylor was buried by Zombie Taylor could also hint at this being a love song, since the most popular criticism of Taylor in the past has been that she only writes songs about romance and relationships.

Track 8: 2009 VMAs Taylor
This Taylor is the iconic 2009 VMAs Taylor, referencing the night that started her eight-year long Kanye feud. Ironically, this Taylor says the quote that ended this same feud, ‘I would very much like to be excluded from this narrative’. I think this will be the Kanye song we all expect from Reputation, expect it will not be a repeat of Innocent because Taylor is not going to forgive and forget this time. Rumours out of the secret sessions say that there is a definite Kanye mention on Reputation – this is it.

Track 9: Receipts Taylor
This Taylor is full of sass and is ‘getting receipts, I’m gonna edit this later’. I think the most important part of this Taylor is the line ‘I’m gonna edit this later’. Leading up to her break, Taylor’s life was constantly documented, be it through paparazzi shots, excerpts from interviews, or even fan videos at her concerts. A lot of the things she did and often twisted into something they weren’t (such as Kim Kardashian editing her phone call with Kanye on snapchat, hence the ‘I’m gonna edit this later’). I think this will be a song about how Taylor is tired of being portrayed as something she is not.

Track 10: Fearless Taylor
This Taylor is a homage to the Fearless era, equip with her bedazzled guitar and all. I think this will be the sad song™ of Reputation. We have been told by those who attended the secret sessions that there is one track in particular that ‘made everyone sob’ (Fearless Taylor cries in the LWYMMD music video) and ‘has better lyrics than All Too Well’ (Taylor writes her best lyrics when it is just her and her guitar) – this is it. I also think this track could be about her breakup with Adam (Calvin), since that fits the sad song™ idea and Taylor wrote the country song Better Man about him (Fearless Taylor was country).

Track 11: We are Never Getting Back Together Red Tour Taylor
This Taylor is the only old Taylor from the Red era and she chose her We are Never Getting Back Together tour look for a reason. I think this will be a song about the moment she realised her and Adam are never ever getting back together, perhaps after he attacked her regarding ‘Nils Sjolberg’ on Twitter. This Taylor says ‘oh stop acting like you’re all nice, you are so fake’ in the LWYMMD video – could this be a hint that he portrayed the Nils Sjolberg incident as it was all her idea and she was to blame, when in fact that wasn’t the case?

Track 12: Reputation Taylor
I don’t give a damn about my reputation – or do I? This Taylor is the Reputation Taylor the mountain of old Taylor’s a striving to reach. This image demonstrates how she has worked so hard to be successful and build a career she is proud of, yet her achievements are constantly overshadowed by the negative image that is portrayed of her by the media. I have no doubt that the hate Taylor receives gets to her as she is only human, so I think this will be a song about what brought Taylor to write the Reputation album.

Track 13: Stream Co. Taylor
This Taylor references the drama that followed her after releasing the apple music letter and how everyone presented her as greedy despite the fact that she was just standing up for others. I don’t think this song will be about that, though. This Taylor is ‘blind for love’ so I think this will be a song about how Joe stole her heart / how they fell in love. I think Taylor would have been scared to fall in love after how her relationship with Tom was played out in the media, but her connection with Joe was strong enough to overcome that. There is a wedding ring open in this scene of the LWYMMD video, possibly hinting that Joe is the one for her? After all, this is track 13.  

Track 14: Biker Taylor
This Taylor is one bad ass bitch. Not only is she dressed head to toe in leather and rhinestones, she literally lifts up two motorcycles with her bare hands. Along with this, biker Taylor is quoted as saying ‘there she goes, playing the victim, again’, recognising one of the biggest insult Taylor receives. Because of all of this, I think this will be a song about how strong Taylor is now and how she is anything but the victim.  

Track 15: The Real Taylor
Finally, this Taylor is the real Taylor who cuts off the wings of her Reputation plane in order for it to stay grounded. I think this song will be the real heartbreaker of Reputation, and is quite possibly the song that made everyone cry from the secret sessions (if I am wrong about Track 10). I think this will be about how no matter what Taylor does and no matter how hard she tries, she will never be perfect. Similar to the idea of Clean, once she has this realisation she feels free and much happier. It is evident in this era more than ever that Taylor loves her fans and feels as if she can trust us. This is because not including her family and friends, we alone know who she really is.

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Letter - Mother Mother/victuuri for the ficlet prompt!!

i like this song omg! so cute 💖 have something related to the colours soulmate au that @witchfell and i came up with a while back!


Dear Soulmate,

My name is Viktor Nikiforov, and I am six years old. Your colours are blue in my head. I wonder if you are a baby. My teacher Miss Irina hepled me with my spelling. I wish you were older so we can play together. Do you like ice skating? I like ice skating. We can ice skate together when you get older!

Love,
Viktor (age 6, Russia)


Dear Soulmate,

I wonder what colour I am in your head. You are such a beautiful blue in mine, pulsing gently with all of your emotions. We have to meet in order to start hearing each other’s thoughts, so I can’t wait for us to meet so that we can talk secretly through our thoughts too. There’s so many things I’d like to tell you that I can’t tell my parents or Yakov. I would tell my dog, but he can’t talk back like you could. I bet you would like my dog. He is a puppy named Makkachin. I got him for my ninth birthday after I won a skating competition! It wasn’t much, just a regional competition. I want to be good enough for Nationals soon, though!

Love,
Viktor (age 9, Russia)


Dear Soulmate,

Are you skating, too? I can feel you flying in my head somehow. Maybe you are doing something else, but it’s the same feeling I get out on the ice, so I hope it’s because you’re learning how to skate. I was getting a bit scared to have a soulmate who didn’t skate, or who hated skating. I mean, I would still love you even if you hated everything about the ice, but it’s a lot easier this way! I’m preparing for the Junior Grand Prix now. I wanna win gold in the Junior Grand Prix and then move up to Seniors next year and eventually become the world’s best skater. It would be amazing if we could skate on the same ice together, so I hope you work hard at it, too!

I know in my previous letters I don’t talk about much else. But then again I guess there isn’t that much in my life besides skating and my dog Makkachin. My family is nice I guess but my parents are never home, so I spend all the time at the rink with Yakov anyway. My rinkmates are friendly but I can tell they think I’m weird because I’m so focused on becoming the best figure skater. I wish I had you to talk to. You never respond to these, but then I don’t expect you to. 

I wonder where you are, my soulmate, and what you do, and what your family’s like, and if you like dogs. I want to know everything about you. All of your likes and dislikes, all of your hopes and fears. I guess we’re supposed to love each other already, but I don’t know if you will. I’m kinda weird. But maybe you’re a little weird, too. I’d like that, if we were a little weird together.

I tend to ramble these days, so I think I’ll shut up now. 

Love,
Viktor (age 12, Russia)

P.S. My coach and my ballet teacher are soulmates too. And they’re married. I wouldn’t expect you to want to marry me, though! But it’s a thought!

P.P.S. Please say you like dogs! 

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The Virgin and The Sex God: Chapter One- Dean x Reader

The Virgin and The Sex God: Chapter One
Summary: Dean finds out you’re a virgin and begins to try to charm his way into your pants. Little does he know he’s about to fall in love.
Word Count: 2,227
Warnings: Potty mouth Dean.  Potty Mouth Reader.


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I’m so addicted to all the things you do
When you’re rollin’ round with me in between the sheets
Oh the sounds you make, with every breath you take
It’s unlike anything, when you’re lovin’ me… 
From Addicted by Saving Abel


You made a noise through your nose and rolled your eyes hard as you watched Dean Winchester making a move a boozed up bimbo.  The both of you had  agreed to get some celebratory drinks together after a successful hunt.  You had meet the Winchester brothers a few years ago and had occasionally hunted with them.  Personally you were more of a solo hunter, but you made a few exceptions every now and then.  

The Winchesters you had considered friends and you liked spending time with them.  You groaned when the blonde woman giggled as Dean whispered something in her ear.  The tightening in your stomach made you want to hurl your bottle at the pair.

It wasn’t that you were jealous of the woman- you knew what would come of her night.  The walk of shame at six in the morning.  You were jealous and angry of the idea that Dean would rather chat up a chick then spend time with his friend.  You hadn’t seen him in over a year and this was how he was choosing to spend his time?  Taking a chug of your beer, you climbed to your feet and stomped over to him.  

Putting on your best dramatic face,with a few fake tears to boot, you began to yell at him for being an unfaithful bastard.   Dean’s eyes lite up and his face flushed.  The blonde looked on horrified as you proceeded to punch him in the arm.

“You bastard!  A sick baby and wife at home!  And this is where I find you!  Cuddled up with some floozy?”  You screeched as you gave him another whack for good measure.  

“Wife?  This is your wife?”  The blonde managed to squeak out as she backed away from the two crazy people.  She held up her hands as she did.

“What?  No.  I’m not married.  She’s just my good friend.”  Dean managed to get out before you whacked his arm again.

“Really? REALLY?!  Ten years of marriage and a baby!!  And I’m just your “good friend”?!” You wailed.


The blonde woman had enough at this point and ran the opposite direction from the pair of loons.  Dean watched after her and turned to scowl at you.  You shrugged your shoulders and gave him a hefty smirk.

“God Damn it, Y/N!  That was a sure thing!”  He barked as his scowl deepen.  Your hands snapped to your hips as you leaned forward towards him.  You matched his scowl perfectly before answering him.


“Serves you right for trying to abandon your friend for some one-night stand!”  You hissed back as you pegged him the shoulder again.  Dean grunted and reached up to rub the sore spot.  You watched as his features soften as he thought about your words.  His hand came out to rest on your shoulder and he gave it a squeeze.

“Yeah.  I’m sorry sweetheart.  I wasn’t thinking.”  He sighed.


“Oh you were thinking alright….  Just not with the right head.” You said in a matter of fact tone.  You gestured to his crotch for emphasis and Dean’s eyes flicker downward.  You chuckled when his head snapped back up.  He made a face and reached up to rub his neck.  It looked like he wanted to make a come back  but nothing was coming out.  


“Yeah… Whatever…”  He finally managed to get out and you were giggling again.  Dean squinted his eyes at you and an unreadable emotion flashed in his eyes for a moment.  You smiled at him and reached out to tug on his arm.

“Come on Winchester, you can make it up to me by buying me a drink or ten.”  

“Yeah. Yeah.”  He muttered as he started back towards the bar.  You followed behind him giggling louder this time.


Dean sank down on a bar stool and motioned for the bar tender.  You plopped down beside him and ordered a beer.  He turned to you and as you brought the mouth of the bottle to your lips.  As the bitter liquid passed down your throat, Dean’s eyes flashed with a dangerous thought.

“You know…  You could always make up losing my booty call for me by going back to my room.”  He said in a low grumble.  His hand reaching over to touch your thigh.  Your eyes widen as that damn tongue of his dragged itself across his bottom lip.  

You made a choking noise as your beer went down the wrong pipe.  Sputtering, you placed your drink on the bar top and grunted when Dean’s hand smacked you across the back.  His dark chuckle caused your eyes to darken.  Inhaling deeply, you turned to snarl at him.

“Public sexual harassment isn’t cute, Winchester.”  You said in hoarse voice.  Dean’s chuckled grew louder at your words and you rolled your eyes.  


“What?  Don’t want a chance to sleep with a bona fide sex god?” He said with a smirk so big you just wanted to snatch it off of him.   This time your eyes rolled all the way into the back of your head.

“Oh shut up, Winchester.  If I wanted an STD, I’d go to my local alleyway.”  You grunted into your beer.    Dean gave you a hard stare before pressing the issue.


“I’m being serious, Y/N.  I’ve always thought that you were pretty.  Why not give it a try?  Ummmm.  I’ll make it worth your while.”  He said with a sincere look in his eyes.  

You blanched at his words and shifted uncomfortably in your seat.  Your eyes glazed over as a thousand and one thoughts ran through your head.  You were certainly flattered that Dean thought your were pretty.  

You hadn’t really heard him describe many woman as pretty.  You bite your lip as something unfamiliar bubbled in your stomach.  You hadn’t really thought of Dean in that way much.  Though weren’t blind and you knew he was unmistakably gorgeous.  There;however; were two reason that this wouldn’t go over well.


One- you were and wanted to continue to be good friends with the Winchesters.  You liked them and most of all you trusted them.  A rarity for you.   Second and most pronouncing- you were still a virgin.  What the hell would you have to offer a man, who by all accounts, was a sex god?

“Yeah…  No thanks.  Dean.  I’m good.”  You mumbled into your beer.  Your eyes adverted to the other side of the bar when he pressed closer to you.  Leaning over, Dean whispered in your ear.

“Haven’t you even thought of me before?  I know I sure as hell have thought of you. Ever since that first hunt when you took out those three vamps all by your pretty little self.”  He whispered hotly against your ear.  You shuttered and nearly swallowed your tongue.  This was quickly getting out of hand and not how you had pictured the night going.  You never, in a million years, would have thought Dean would think of you in that way.  Hell’s bells, you weren’t even sure you thought of him in that way.  

Dean’s hand had now settled at the top of your thigh.  He lightly ghosted over your clothed inner thigh and you had to suppress a moan.  Your head began to feel swimmy as you subconsciously pressed yourself closer to him.  A warm feeling spread from your stomach and down your thighs.  Ok, so maybe you did think of him in that way.  That still didn’t mean that you wanted to give it up to Dean Winchester- Mr. Womanizer himself.  You flinched away from his touch and slid off the bar stool.  Dean looked at you with a dark smirk on his lips.

“Suddenly so shy?  What happen to that girl that was demanding my attention earlier?”  He mused as he stood up and moved towards you.  You gulped audibly when you found yourself pinned between him and the bar.    Your hands went up and pressed themselves into his chest so that you could give yourself some room.  

The scent of Dean filled your senses and his warm hard  body pressed against yours in a way you had never experienced.  Your whole body flushed as you tried to squirm away from him.  You you could feel your heart skip a literal beat when you felt something hard pressed into your thigh.  You squeaked when you realized that Dean was indeed very happy to see you.


“Deeannnn…..”  You whined as you felt yourself becoming overheated.  You shifted and squirmed underneath him.  The sudden clearing of a throat brought you both back to your senses.  Your head snapped to the side to find the old man bartender looking at the pair of you in disgruntlement.    


“Take it outside you two.” He grunted in a low raspy voice.  You blanched when you realized that the whole room was staring right at you.   There was a groan of disappointment from a few of the patrons when Dean stepped away from you.  Your face turned tomato red as your hands flew up to your face.  You were going to kill him.  

You heard Dean mumble something about, too damn cute, before he grabbed one of your hands.  He was nearly dragging you through the bar door before he stopped just outside.  His hand dug into his pockets for his keys and you had to look away.  There was still a noticeable bulge in his pants.

Once the keys were in his hand, he proceeded to continue to drag you all the way to Baby.  You were squealing again when his hand were suddenly digging into your hips and his weight shifting you into the side of the car.  Your hand came up automatically to cover his mouth when you saw him bend down to kiss you.  You shook your head wildly as he pulled away to look at you in bewilderment.  He began to protest your lack of kissing but your voice ringing out cut him short.

“I’M A VIRGIN!”  You squeaked out a few octaves higher than your natural voice. Dean’s eyes flew open at this revelation and you heard him say something.  It muffled against the palm of your hand and you pulled away so that he could speak to you.  

“What did you say?…”  You asked shyly.  

Your face was going to be permanently pink by the time this man got done with you.  The biggest secret you had in your life had just been revealed to him and the six other drunks in the parking lot.  You were mortified, turned on, and confused.  

“I said, God damn.  Just god damn.”  He said with groan.  His eyes looked like they had the devil himself dancing in them.  You giggled nervously as you flatten yourself against Baby.

“So… Uhhh… Can you back down some….  I…  uhhh..  You’re making me nervous.”  Shuttered out as your hands once again went to his chest.  His very firm chest.

Dean’s smirk was never bigger with those words as he pulled back from you.  You let out a shaking sigh of relief and turned on your heels to put some distance between the two of you.  You tried to ignore the discomfort that throbbed painfully between your legs.  

Sometime later, you both sat in an uncomfortable silence as you drove back to the motel.  Or at least for you it was.   Dean was still smirking away and would chuckle every time he glanced your way.  Finally,  after the fourth time his chuckles began to get on your nerves.

“What?”  You growled at him as your eyes threw daggers his way.  

“Nothing….   It’s just I was wondering….  How did you make it to 28 and still manage to stay a virgin?”  He said with a another chuckle.    Your stare darken immediately.  Was the asshole making fun of you?  You swore that if he hadn’t been driving you would clock him in the jaw.

“Well not all of can be sluts Winchester.  Or in your case a manwhore.”  You jeered at him.

“Ouch…  That one hurt.”  He said with feigned hurt in his voice.  “What I meant to say, even though I came off like a complete asshole is…  How can someone as sweet, pretty, and caring as you still be a virgin?”  He ask with the hint of an apology in his voice.  

“Hoho, Flattery eh?  Don’t think that’s gonna get you in my pants.”  You said with a snort.

“Almost worked earlier.”  He quipped.  You rolled your eyes dramatically for the third time that night.

“Shut up.  It did not.”  You grumbled as you crossed your arms in front of your chest.  You frown and huffed at him.  He was chuckling again before you could blink.

“See, it’s that shit right there.  How the hell has someone as cute as you not had a roll in the sheets?”  He asked with a shake of his head.  “What a waste…”  


His eyes scanned your body and you felt yourself stiffen.  Was he ogling you?  Your eyebrow twitched a bit.

“I just never found a guy that I liked.  At least not enough to go there….”  You murmured lowly.  

“Do you like me enough?”  He asked in a husky whisper.  His voice was even lower than it was naturally.  A shiver ran through you and shook from the force of it.  

The man was trying to kill you.


AN: So this is a smut series.  Starting in the first few chapters. Not for kiddies. ;)  Please know that I am going to be updating my other Dean series soon.  Please forgive me for starting yet another story.  LOL.  Happy friday y’all!

You can read all my work at my MASTERLIST.

Much Love,
Kristina 

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Clumsy

Summary: Peter Parker may be a superhero but he’s still the clumsiest boy in the world. 

AN: y’all can’t tell me that peter isn’t clumsy af. you can’t

Peter Parker x Reader 

// Masterlist //


Originally posted by mrsjacewayland

Peter Parker nodded as his friend Ned prattled on about what happened in Chemistry class. A class Peter had to miss because of his crime fighting duties. Truth was, Peter couldn’t care less about Chemistry. He was too busy staring at the laughing girl from across their table. Her head was thrown back and her silvery laugh filled his ears. Y/N’s face lit up in a way that made Peter’s heart fall even more for her. The boy sighed and rested his head on his fist.

“You know you could just talk to her instead of staring at her like a creeper.” Ned stated.

“I-I wasn’t staring, Ned.” Peter defended himself.

“Sure you weren’t, buddy.” Ned chuckled. Peter rolled his eyes.

“If I was, and I’m not saying I was, can you blame me? She’s perfect.” Peter said, dreamily.

“Which is why you should talk to her.” Ned forced.

“With her friends, who hate me by the way, around her? I don’t think so.”

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