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anonymous asked:

My boyfriend hasn't talked to me in a month or maybe more. I keep crying every day. He doesn't respond to any messages or calls that are mine. The pain is so unbearable, I love him with my whole being. I'd do anything to have him back forever. It hurts so bad.

Drop his ass OMF it’ll be better for u he doesn’t deserve u

-L

Send me a ship and i’ll tell you who: Deamus

for the ship thing, since i did the stupid think in accidentally deleting your ask. Doll, orangeholic96

  • -who cries when someone dies in a movie
    • Dean feels his heart hurt but Seamus is the one who swears angrily out loud and tries to hold back his unmanly tears while halfheartedly punching dean’s arm like “WHYY”
  • -who wears the ugly holiday garb
    • Both of them, i can see it as a ‘who can wear the ugliest christmas sweater’ (seamus wins) or ‘who can wear the most pink in february and not throw up (surprisingly Dean)
  • -who pays for the meals
    • It’s a trade off! They insist they’re both manly men
  • -who slams the oven door and who plays the trombone
    • Dean on trombone, Seamus slamming the oven but he has such bad timing that Dean will just stop playing and stare at him in disbelief like ‘how the fuck can someone be so bad at keeping time omf-’
  • -who brings home stray animals
    • Dean, what a babe
  • -who leaves the bathroom door open
    • Seamus, at this point he doesn’t give a crap since they’ve been together for like EVER
  • -who tells the ‘dad jokes’
    • SEAMUS omg
  • -who wants kids more
    • They both do <3 Dean would be such a cute father and SEamus would be the joker
  • -who travels more
    • Mmm seamus probably, or both of them it depends
  • -who spends more cash
    • Seamus on whatever strikes his fancy and Dean on..whatever strikes dean’s fancy
  • -who buys the things in infomercials
    • Neither because Seamus likes to show them to Dean to laugh at and Dean finds them hilarious and usless ‘who theFUCK NEEDS a blanket wiTH SLEEVES’
  • -who draws in the dust on their cars
    • Seamus because he’s a dork
  • -who starts the snowball fights
    • Dean, it catches SEamus off guard, and it ensues cute snow kisses at the end
  • -who throws away the directions to things
    • Seamus. “Manly man” remember?
  • -who puts up holiday decor
    • They both do and fight over tinsel
  • -who is more likely to forget to bathe
    • Er, neither but if need be, Seamus
  • -who gets more obsessed about things
    • Dean, Dean can go on about the things he loves for hours andSeamus loves it bECAUSE H ELOVES HIM
  • -who sings in the shower more often
    • Hehe Seamus, and he has a nice voice for someone who can’t keep time

Send me a ship and i’ll tell you…

tease {smut: a.i.}

request two:
“ASHTON SMUT HOLy”


fuck it’s been awhile lmao
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Teasing- noun; something Ashton Fletcher Irwin was way too good at. 
With his big hands and long fingers. With his flawless, sinful lips. Ashton Irwin had quite the reputation in the house for being the best tease, and he never let you forget it. But today, you were gonna reverse the roles. You’d tease Ash to the depths of hell and then back. You had on his favourite lingerie of yours, as you sat back on the bed. “Ash! Baby!!” You called, lust in your voice. “Yeah, YN?” He asked, his voice getting closer to the door. Once the door finally opened, his eyes were as wide as saucers and his jaw dropped. “All of this for me, princess?” He asked, biting his lip. “Yes sir, all for you.” You said, siting up. “Come here, baby.” You motioned for him to sit up, he smirked and walked to you. You stood up and kisses him lightly. You moved and kisses down his jaw and neck. Sucking on a few places here and there. “Fuck YN,” he mumbled. You took his shirt off, trailing your hand down and beginning to rub over his dick in small, soft circles. Applying pressure, making him groan against your smirking lips. “You’re so big, baby. I can’t wait for you to be inside of me.” You bit your lip, looking into his eyes. “YN.” He breathed out, you smirked and unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down. He groaned, “You gonna get on your knees for me, baby?” You shook your head no and pushed him back on the bed. “Then what?” He asked, you smirked and crawled on to him. You sat with your legs on either side of his waist. “Oh baby, you’re gonna enjoy this so much.” You smiled and rolled your hips against his. You bite your lip to suppress the moans the fiction is causing you. He held your hips and pressed you down harder. You kissed up his chest and sucked on his collarbones, grinding against him. “B-baby fu-fuck,” he gasped out, gripping your hips. You moaned by his ear, “Ashton,” he whimpered and tugged on your bra. “You sat off and took it off, tweaking your own nipples. Ashton groaned at the sigh of you: head tilted back, lip between your teeth, playing with yourself. “Holy fuck, Ashton.” You gasped out as his hands made contact with your clothed heat. “Oh, you’re so wet for me, babygirl..” He smirked. You moaned as he pushed your underwear to the side and stuck in a finger; then you remember what you had to do. You took off his finger and sucked your juices off of it. You looked him in the eyes the whole time. “Princess,” he moaned while watching you. You pulled off his finger, and got up. You pulled his boxers down, letting his dick pop up. You quickly wrapped your hand around him and pumped him a few times. You kissed his thighs and hip bones. “O-oh sh-shit, YN.” He rasped out, gripping your hair as you lightly sucked on his hip bones, leaving little purple marks. You finally kiss up his shaft, making him moan. “YN, don’t tease! I’m so hard for you, princess and I’ve been good..” He pants out, his head back. “Oh but you haven’t, baby. You’ve been so bad. Teasing me all day at that dumb meeting, and then ignoring me when he got home.. Remember that? I do.” You purred out and licked a slow stripe up his cock. “I-I’m so sorry, YN. What do I have to say to get you to wrap your lips around my cock, Princess?” He begs out. You kissed the tip and sucked just the head in. He moaned and tried to push your head further down. You pulled off and shook your head no. “No touching me or i won’t let you cum and you don’t want that now, do you?” You questioned, your hands still pumping him. He nodded his head quickly, “No, use your words, baby boy.” You spoke, biting your lip, gently massaging your “Y-yes, YN. Yes, yes, oh god yes.” He moaned out. You smirked, happy with his answer. You sucked back down, slowly tracing the veins in his cock. He whimpered, whined, and moaned as you continued your teasing assault on him. You knew he was close and has decided that he’s been good. You took your underwear off and positioned yourself over his dick. You rubbed his sensitive head against your soaking folds and moaned. “Fucking quit teasing me, YN! I’ve had enough!” He said, flipping you bothe over and lining up with you them slamming into you. He didn’t even bother to go slow or wait for your adjustment. He slammed into you over and over. Your nails clawed at his back, leaving red scratches all down his back. He groaned and sat his mop of sweaty curls in your neck as he pounded into your relentlessly. He was panting as he nearing his high. “F-fuck. Let me cum, baby, please.” He moaned, his eyes screwed shut. “Cum all over me, I’m your little slut, Ash. Baby, please.” You moaned out, gripping his shoulders as your own orgasm edged closer and closer. He pulled out and pumped himself over you. He soon climaxed, continuously rubbing your clit so you’d cum too. Within a minute Ash lowered his face down and sucked on your soaking pussy. He flicked his tongue over your clit quickly, his one finger working you closer. He curled it up making you scream and arch your back. “Ash, baby!! I’m c-cumming!” You screamed, he nodded and stuck his tongue into your entrance. You soon climaxed all over his tongue, and chin. The obnoxious slurping sounds not even bothering you as the best orgasm you’ve ever had racked through you. Everything sat still for a minute after you finished and Ash finished cleaning you out. “Fucking hell, YN.” He said, “I don’t know what got into you but it was sexy as hell.” He giggled causing you to smile and laugh. “Thanks babe, but you’re what got into me.” You say back, causing you both to laugh some more. “You’re such a dork, YN.” “You’re a bigger dork, Irwin.” You said sticking your tongue out. He laughed and made a face back. This was it. Your forever. You wouldn’t want to spend a second of your life with anyone but the little giggling fool, but you’re the only couple you know that can giggle and laugh after hardcore sex, and you wouldn’t trade that for the world.

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Let’s be honest. @sirwolficus is just a cookie in a dress–

wELL HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR ½ BEST LEADER, the 2nd ½ gOES TO THE LEADER WHO HAS ALREADY PASSED– WELL YOU GET THE POINT

I was going to make a shit ton of things for Wolf, but then I realized “Oh shit, the birthday was today and not tomorrow” sO HERE I AM! H A //sweats//

Really tho, happy birthday Wolf! I may have not known you the longest time, but I’ve known you long enough to develop a fear known as “afraid to fuck up-phobia” cause you’re, as i’ve said, the reasons I’m here, with the army, and on tumblr overall. And it’s messing me up the thought of ruining friendships with you or ty, im af r a i d of the future

Remember that one pic you drew of us for when you got 200 followers on the ew blog i was stalked?((istillstalkitshh))


Manged to dig up a few messages ( theres more, but i dont want to make this TOO long) I bothered my friends with–

Im just

sorry for being hoRRIBLE
SORRY FOR ART AND JUST
DONT CONSIDER ME AS A FRIEND
IM JUST A FAN
A A A


Happy Birthday fking nerd

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Nicole Westbrook - It’s Thanksgiving

But like taking a bath with Luke would be so perfect because his legs would be bent because he’s a giraffe, and you guys would take turns being big spoon but you secretly loved it when Luke’s back was against your bare chest and you’d be playing with his hair and he would just be drawing little patterns on your thighs and ask you silly questions and you’d laugh and kiss his nose because he’s such a little nerd but he’s your nerd.