very shoes

whenimaunicorn  asked:

Choose one to slap, one to lick, and one to fondle: Ragnar, Athelstan, Lagertha

I chose to slap Athelstan: To me Athelstan was strange. Someone of a different world who held too much knowledge, I suppose that’s why Ragnar liked him so well. The room was very silent as your shoes clacked coming towards him. I raised my hand and delivered a quick smack to his forehead making the room full with laughter and even Athelstan cracked a smile.

I chose to lick Lagertha: The room fell silent once again as I approached the woman I considered my closet friend. I hiked my legs over hers and sat on her knees. She kept her eyes shut but she cracked a shit eating grin. She knew you all too well.
“Well, (Y/N), get on with it,” Lagertha egged you on. You clasped her jaw in your hand and brought her nose to your mouth in a light peck. I quickly flattened my tongue and swept it up to her forehead making the hall roar with laughter. Both of you giggled like little girls and as you stood.

I chose to fondle Ragnar: my confidence pretty much flew away when I realized I now had to fondle the king. I stood in front of him; the hall was hot with tension and I’m pretty sure I was sweating.
“Don’t be nervous, Y/N, I don’t bite. Too hard,” his lips twitched into a smile as I straddled his hips. Regaining a bit of confidence I pushed my hips down on his only to find his erection was already growing. I let my hands wander around his neck to play with his hair and lightly scratch his back. The room was dead silent as if everyone was holding their breaths. Your hands grazed over his shoulders and down his chest to the edge of his trousers. I loosened the ties and reached to pump his member a few times before I decided this was too far. Retying his trousers I leaned in to press a kiss to the side of his neck and move my lips to his ear.
“If you ever decide you’ve had enough with Aslaug I’ll be waiting,” my voice sounded much more smug than I had expected and the look on Ragnars face had made my daring move all the much sweeter.

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Somewhat Surprising things I’ve noticed in every MBTI Type (By an INTP)

INTJ: Really kinky??? Collects sex toys 

INFJ: Likes bugs

INTP: Very polite, overly prepared

ISTP:  Loves very feminine shoes and dresses like Zooey Deschanel 

ENFP: Easily depressed

ESFP:  Undiscovered geniuses.

ENFJ:  Weird hobbies like brewing beer, speaking klingon, and anal sex

ENTJ:  Tells everyone how great meditation is

ENTP:  Has a defining moral code, ethics are v important to them

ISTJ:  Gives nice hugs

ISFJ:  Irritable 

ISFP:  Rare

ESTP:  Loves “hippy shit”

ESFJ:  Fandom nerds and weebs

ESTJ:  Very loving, Has a wonderful record collection

INFP:  Not easily offended by humor


Tatsunari and Kousuke then went through and picked their favorite photos of themselves!

Tatsunari picked the period-style photo-shoot (for which he had to have the moustache) because it was his first time wearing a kimono, his first time to get all dressed up like that, and he had a lot of fun with it.  

Kousuke picked the very idyllic photo-shoot done in a park in Gifu (where he’s from), where he’s just being a little mischievous and eating ice cream~

Tatsunari thought Kousuke’s shoes were very cool in that photo, and that made Kousuke very happy, because Tatsunari-senpai approved of his choices.


if komas gonna be a servant he should DRESS like one too amiright… . (anyways i just beat the game like a few days ago so this is a celebratory pic.. jk i just wanted to draw maid koma)

Rucas AU | The Bet [6]

[ Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four Part Five]

Prompt: After damaging $1000 worth of private property on a dare Lucas needs a quick way to make the money to pay the guy back. When Charlie Gardner suggests a bet Lucas takes him up on his offer. And what is the bet? Get into the pants of Riley Matthews, the schools very own goody two-shoes princess.
Word Count: 1,791
Chapter: 6

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Lucas waited. He waited for her to answer his texts but they were all left unanswered. He waited for her to pick up his calls but they all went to voicemail. He waited outside her classes and by her locker but she never showed. He even went so far as to drop by her house unannounced but no one was home. Riley Matthews had fell off the face of the earth and he was slowly losing his mind.

A part of him was legitimately worried he imagined the whole thing. How could someone he only knew for a short period of time already mean so much to him? How could he go on with his life knowing she was out there, that she was hurt and he was the reason why? How could he let this happen?

After school he sits in the auditorium, watching the drama club rehearse for their production of Les Mis. Riley was supposed to play the part of Éponine but since she seemingly disappeared Margaret Coin, her understudy was now stepping in her place.

He listened to the way she sung it, unimpressed and slightly annoyed that Margaret had the nerve to sing her song.

Her rendition of On My Own was the first time he saw Riley, really saw her, the first time he heard her. And the emotion, the tone of her voice, it was like it set his soul on fire.

His mind starts to wander back to how different things were only a month ago…

She sat on the floor of his room, back pressed against the foot of his bed as he played her his favorite songs. He compiled a rather impressive list of all his go-to’s. The ones that make him sad, the ones that make him smile, the ones he’s embarrassed he knows all the words to.

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