was seriously on point that night

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As he walks home (where from?) Bristol feels strange. Sort of like he is forgetting something very important. But what?

- OMG, Bristol, what’s up?

This over-enthusiastic voice, of course, belongs to Laurel.

- Hey, you look kind of tired. Is everything ok? Did you sleep well? Ugh, I know I haven’t. This stupid science project took me almost all night to finish and of course Mom won’t let me use magic to speed things up. 

- Oh. That sucks.

Laurel: I know! I mean, what’s the point of being a witch if you can’t use magic for some help once in a while? But enough about me, why the long face, seriously?

Bristol: I don’t know, just stuff, I guess.

Laurel: Well, the weekend’s going to come eventually, we should all meet up and have some pizza. Pizza makes things better.

Bristol: Heh, yeah.

Enough is Enough

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,067

Warnings: slight panic attack, language, asshole Dean 

Request: Can I request an imagine where the reader lives with the brothers at the bunker & Dean is always a jerk to her & then one day she has a panic attack & then fluff ensues…

Summary: Reader has lived & hunted with the boys for 3 years & usually puts up with Dean being a dick pretty well. One night, she can’t take anymore and has a panic attack.

A/N: Enjoy!! Feedback greatly appreciated!! And thank you to @mamapeterson for just reading over this before I posted it lol wasn’t too confident on it tbh but I hope y’all like it!!

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Put on some socks

Pairing: Eggsy Unwin x American!Reader
Summary: You’re a member of the Cupler Ring and you’re working with Galahad on a mutual assignment. Overbooked hotels lead to everyone’s favorite scenario: bed sharing.
Genre: Smut, apparently. Fluff, too. Still not sure how the smut happened, though…
Warnings: It’s smut, what do you expect? Things get a little rough (hair pulling, light spanking, etc.), but nothing major.
Word count: 3,910

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A/N: Tumblr flipped and screwed the original post up, so let’s try this again…

Originally posted by theandrophile

“Put on some socks, dammit,” your partner, Eggsy, grunted as he ran a hotel towel over his wet hair. “I don’t wanna deal with your ice feet tonight.”

You chuckled to yourself, shaking your head and looking back down at the tablet resting in your lap. You and Eggsy – or Galahad, as the Kingsmen called him – teamed on this assignment a few weeks back when your paths crossed and you realized you were working the same case. While your team – the “petticoated patriots,” as the larger organization playfully called you – was weary of working with “the red coats,” you happily accepted the help. A fresh set of eyes wouldn’t hurt, and neither would establishing connections and a working relationship with your buddies across the pond.

Additionally, Eggsy was a cute, funny guy. In your line of work, the only guys you ever met were fellow Cuplers (and you weren’t really a fan of dating within the workplace) or bad guys that you had to take down. Hanging out with a cute guy who wasn’t a coworker or criminal was a nice change of pace.

“You’re the one who got all cuddly last night,” you reminded him, your memory flashing back to your new partner holding you close to his shirtless chest throughout the night. “You’re like a fucking furnace, by the way. I actually thought I was going to get heat stroke at one point.”

Eggsy responded by pitching his damp towel at your head, which you promptly tossed to the floor.

“Seriously, my guy,” you continued with a teasing smile. “I woke up like five times last night and you were wrapped around me like a baby koala.”

Eggsy smiled and hopped onto the bed, blue eyes trained on you.

“People love baby koalas,” he told you with a smirk.

You laughed. “Oh, do they?”

“Mhmm,” he nodded, crawling closer to where you sat at the head of the bed. “’sides, love, you’re the one that picked the room. All a ploy to get me into bed, yeah?”

You scoffed, your face heating up at the insinuation. That may not have been your original intention, but it wasn’t as much of burden as you pretended.

“Definitely,” you said. “It didn’t have anything to do with the fact that I booked the room last minute and a single was all they had left.”

“Coulda had the penthouse,” he pointed out, rolling over and leaning against the headboard.

“I see ‘discretion’ isn’t in the Kingsmen handbook,” you said with an eyeroll.

Eggsy shifted in the bed, folding his hands behind his head and glancing down at your lap.

“It is,” he argued, smirk still firmly in place. “It’s just not as important as style.”

“Figures,” you laughed.

He groaned in response, reaching across you and turning off the bedside lamp before inching under the covers.

“Whatever ya say, Yank. Put your socks on and turn in.”

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College Confession #85

There are a lot of rock climbers who go to my college so climbing campus buildings and hanging out on roofs is pretty common. Well one night a kid made a plan to step it up a notch and haul a keg to the roof of the performing arts building. It’s a real modern looking building with this big pride rock looking thing jutting out from the edge of the roof, a perfect place from which to haul a keg up three stories. Amazingly, they were able to haul the keg up to the roof in no time flat. Well the party gets going and there are like 20 people up on this roof revelling in the success of their keg haul. 

The kid who’s whole idea this was, decides this is not enough. So he walks out hangs a rope from a point and decides to bungee jump off the building. He then ties into this rope with his harness and proceeds to jump off the building, falling in a graceful arching swing. But just as he does so, campus safety comes rolling around the corner. Imagine there surprise to see a student jumping off a three story building. Well the kid notices them, lowers himself to the ground and just takes off. Now the rest of the party is stranded on the roof, drunk, with a keg, and a lot of explaining to do. Or at least they would have been stranded had they not all been climbers. The ropes come out and the harnesses get donned as teams of two start rappelling off the roof of this building as it’s being surrounded by the cops. The cops were seriously unprepared for this and as they scrambled to locate the rappel point more ropes were tossed down and more students rappelled and escaped into the night. Finally, the cops made it through the building and on to the roof to find one poor remaining sole, one fairly empty keg, and the rope still dangling from pride rock.

Tl;Dr A bunch of rock climbers at my school hauled a keg to the roof of a building and had a party. One kid set up a rope swing and jumped off the roof alerting campus safety and the cops, but luckily everyone was prepared and rappelled off the roof, away from the cops, and into the night.

-University of Colorado 

James March: Overprotective

You’ve been living with James for almost a year now and he’s given you everything you could ask for and more. The best gift that he’s given you is his undying love and loyalty.

But lately you’ve been going a little insane. Although you don’t mind having a few drinks at the Blue Parrot Lounge with your friends, you felt like you needed a night out in the city. Being around new scenery is something that’ll make you oh so happy. But your boyfriend James will never allow it. It comforts him knowing that you’re safe and sound under his very own roof. Whenever you wanted to do a little shopping during the day or wanted to have lunch with your girlfriends, he had no issue with that because in his eyes, daytime in Los Angeles is a lot safer than at night.

You told yourself that today is going to be the day that you stand up and convince your sweetheart, James to let you out. Your girlfriends had their fingers crossed for you, even Liz and Sally do. 

After searching around the hotel for James, you finally found him on Floor 7. You didn’t need a key for the door because it was already wide open. Of course, your boyfriend was playing 1920′s Jazz music. He despised modern day music. But, you do love how old fashioned James is. Especially since you can’t find a lot of men nowadays like that.

James was sitting on the couch, polishing his cane when you found him. “Ah dearest!” He greeted you with a smile, revealing his dimples.

You slowly started getting nervous, knowing you’ll have to ask him the one question that he despises. “Hi James.”

“Come. Sit on my lap.” He patted a hand on his thigh.

“Actually, I didn’t come here to sit. I came here to ask you something.” You started slowly pacing around the room, trying not to make it look noticeable, but you couldn’t help it.

Luckily, James was too focused on polishing his beloved cane that he didn’t notice. “Anything. If it’s money that you need, you know darling, you have the code to my vault.” 

“Yes I know, but it isn’t that. I was kind of hoping, you know-” You paused. “-if you would allow me to go out tonight with my friends?”

James’s mood went from cheerful to displeased. He set his cane to rest against the couch, then walked over to pour himself a drink. He dramatically sighed and you swallowed from nervousness.

You know when James gives you the silent treatment, it’s not a good sign. So you kept your mouth shut, awaiting to hear words form from his mouth. 

“Darling, we have discussed this before. Have we not?” James said while still keeping his back towards you, after finally turning around to face you slowly.

“Y-yes we have. Like I get it, you can’t be there to watch me, but-” You responded, then James cuts you off.

“Indeed. And to your misfortune, my answer is still no.” James objected.

“But that’s not fair. I’m still young. I’m not even 30 yet. I feel like a caged animal.” You whined, standing up to cross your arms in front of you in disagreement.

“Ah yes. And a caged animal that is more than alive and well. Am I correct?” James asked.

No. No is the word you hated hearing the most. You rolled your eyes at James then attempted to storm out of the room, but James catches your wrist. 

“And to where do you think you’re off to?” James asks while tightening his grip on your small wrist.

“Leaving you forever if you don’t let go of me.” You spat, trying to shake off his hand around your wrist, but James’s strength doesn’t allow it. 

James clenched his jaw to help prevent himself from going off on you because of your sudden attitude. “Sit.” He demanded, eyeing you, then eyeing the couch for you to sit on.

“Why?” You scoffed.

“Dearest. Do as I say or else your shopping trips will be no more.”

“Fine.” You said, then James releases his grip from your wrist and you sat on the couch, crossing one leg over the other, eager to hear what he has to say.

“I will allow you this night with your companions.”

Your eyes lit up from excitement and you stood up. This was a first. “What?! Really?!”

“Under these conditions.” James demanded, pointing a finger in the air. 

“Okay?” You narrowed your eyes at James.

“You musn’t be out past 1:00″

“Ugh, 2:00.” You suggested, hoping he would agree. But unfortunately, he didn’t.

“1:30″ James said and you mouthed ‘fine’. “And someone will be present to watch over you.”

“Okay seriously? Who?” You asked, putting your hands on your hips.

“My darling friend, John Lowe.” James smiled at you.

“Great. So John is going to babysit my friends and I.” You didn’t agree to having John watch over you and your friends. But, it’s better than James not allowing you go out at all. So you just let it be, hoping that overtime, James can see that you are able to take care of yourself. Which is when pigs fly.

(Hours Later…)

As much as you wished James could go out with you, you were so excited for tonight. Thankfully, John wasn’t dreading tonight like you thought he would. He told you that he’s looking forward to having a drink or two. Having a designated driver also wouldn’t be necessary because majority of the bars are walking distance.

Once John was out of the shower and in his robe, James, being the ghost that he is, popped up in his hotel room. I guess their friendship is so close that James even does John’s hair.

“John, be sure to keep a close eye on my beloved Y/N.” James stated.

“Of course. You know I will.” John said.

“And if anything is out of line. I insist you bring her back to me.” The concern in James’s voice wasn’t hard to ignore. John nodded his head at James. 

After James was finished on his hair, he left the room to let John change. 


Once you were finished getting ready, you made sure to say goodbye to your lover. You especially made sure to thank him for letting you out tonight by giving him a passionate kiss.

You headed to the lobby only to see that John isn’t in sight, so you assumed he wasn’t ready yet. 

Seeing that Iris is at the front desk, you decided to stand and chat with her while you wait for John.

Minutes later he arrives from the elevator looking a tad bit overdressed. You assumed it was James’s doing.

“Ready to go?” John said once he reached the front desk.

You grabbed your clutch from the counter, holding it down at your side. “Yes, officer.”

“Hey hey. It’s not my fault that your boyfriend is so paranoid and overprotective of you.” John chuckled.

“I know. Well lets make a fun night out of it.” You shrugged. 

Just as the two of you were making your way to walk out. You see James by the railings at the Blue Parrot Lounge watching you with a drink in his hand. “I love you!” You shouted to James, then blew him a kiss. With drink in hand, he bent out that arm to you with a smile. 

how to do prom on a budget

Because not everyone can afford to spend a ridiculous amount of money on one high school dance, but that absolutely does not mean that you can’t enjoy your evening to the fullest. 

  • Your prom dress definitely does not have to cost several hundred dollars. Amazon.com has some really nice formal dresses, and most of them are in the $50-100 range! (I know there are other websites specifically for discount prom dresses, but in my experience Amazon has better quality and lower prices. Plus prime shipping can be a lifesaver if you’re in a rush.)
  • And if fifty bucks is still out of your price range (and I know that it is for a lot of people), check your local thrift stores. Second-hand prom dresses sell for a fraction of their original price, and they’ve usually only been worn once or twice. Seriously, I got my first prom dress at a thrift store; it was a very pretty, very well-made dress, and I payed $15 for it. Check. Thrift. Stores. 
  • Or, if you just don’t like second-hand clothes or if you couldn’t find anything good in the thrift stores, check Ross or a similar store. (Ross is just what we have in my hometown.) They usually stock some formal dresses around prom season, and they’re almost all in the $20-30 range. I’ve gone to formal events in dresses from Ross before, and they hold up really well and look great in pictures.
  • All of the stores I just mentioned are also really good places to get shoes, jewelry, ect. to go with your dress. Even stores like Walmart and Target might be good places to look for shoes, bags, and other accessories. And definitely check your own wardrobe – you might already own stuff that will look good with your dress. (I’ve worn the same pair of heels to, like, three different proms at this point tbh.) 
  • Get a dress that fits you well without alterations. Seriously, tailors are so pricey – you’ll probably end up paying several times more for alterations than you did for the dress itself. You’ll save yourself a lot of money if you just buy a dress that already fits and looks good. 
  • Do your own hair and makeup. There are approximately two billion “prom hair and makeup” tutorials on YouTube – find one that you like and practice it a couple of times before the big night. 
  • And if you aren’t confident enough to do it yourself, call in a friend for help. I’m totally useless when it comes to hair, but my best friend is a hair genius. We would always get ready for dances together, and we’d do a trade-off; she’d do my hair for me, and I’d help her with her makeup, and then we’d both go to the dance looking amazing. It’s a good system, and makes getting ready a lot more fun.
  • Or, if you don’t want to do your own makeup and don’t have a friend you can ask, a lot of department stores that have makeup counters (Macy’s, Belk, ect.) will do free makeovers, even if you don’t buy any of the products! I had a friend in high school who always got her makeup done at Belk for school dances. I don’t like trusting a stranger to do my makeup, but it is an option if you want to get it done professionally without spending a lot of money. (MAC and Sephora both do “free” makeovers, but only if you make a $50 purchase first, so probably not the best option if you’re trying to save money. Always make sure that the makeover service really is free before you sit down in the makeup chair.)
  • Also, you absolutely do not have to wear dramatic makeup or complicated hairstyles to prom if you don’t want to. If bold makeup isn’t your thing, you can just do mascara and a little bit of lip gloss. If you don’t want to spend two hours on your hair, just wear it down, or pin it up in a really simple bun, or whatever works for you. You don’t even have to wear a dress if you don’t want to – if renting a tux is more your speed, then rent a tux. Feeling comfortable and confident in how you look is more important than following trends. 

anonymous asked:

how could you ship bakugou and uraraka? bakugo is a total fuck boy who tormented deku for the majority of his life.

because the whole point of his character is that he’s slowly growing into a better person and realizing the error of his ways, and he’s eventually going to own up to his actions and apologize for what he did while realizing that his worth isn’t tied to being better than everyone. 

this is the entire reason he exists in the first place.

also, his past history with Izuku has nothing to do with Uraraka. there are very specific reasons as to why he lashed out and abused Izuku for a decade, and it ties directly to his fear of Izuku’s potential and thinking that Izuku looked down on him for most of his life (which severely fucked Bakugou up emotionally. how dare this quirkless nobody think he’s better than Bakugou?), and to Bakugou’s self esteem issues, where he fears that Izuku might actually be able to surpass him, which only fueled his inferiority complex.

none of these reasons have anything to do with Uraraka. 

i’m not justifying what Bakugou did. he still hurt and abused Izuku for ten years. however, he didn’t just do it to be a terrible person. 

no one in his life ever bothered to correct his behavior, and constantly praised him, telling him how amazing he was while constantly putting down Izuku. the adults in his life all reinforced this mindset and gave him a massive superiority complex as a result, and this continued up until UA. Aizawa was the first adult figure in either character’s lives to tell Bakugou that this behavior was unacceptable, and stopped Bakugou before he could lash out at Izuku during the first day of school.

what Bakugou did was wrong, regardless of the reason, and nothing can ever justify why he did it, nor would i ever try doing so. but it’s because of the reasons that we’re able to understand why he acted that way in the first place. 

it’s because he began as such an awful character that we’re able to appreciate his character growth, where he goes from joking about Izuku jumping off a building (which the narrative treats as a serious offense), to actively supporting him in his role as All Might’s successor. 

the reason i ship him with Uraraka is because the point of his character is that he’s slowly becoming a better person. something like that doesn’t just happen over night. it takes time. if he suddenly had a complete 180 degree change in personality and attitude, it wouldn’t be believable, and it’d just be plain old bad writing.

i ship him with Uraraka because they helped each other’s character growth. he took her seriously as an opponent, he treated her like an equal. and when Kaminari called her weak and fragile, Bakugou reprimands him and says that there was nothing fragile about her. it’s the first time he’s ever defended another person besides himself. 

(and he helped her growth as well, by refusing to go easy on her. by showing how far she’d be willing to go for her goals, by showing that she was determined to help her family no matter what. he helped show the audience that Uraraka can take the pain of battle and will give as good as she gets. that she’s not just a soft girl, or the main character’s love interest. that she’s just as determined as all the other characters to prove her worth and reach her goals.)

Bakugou’s defense of Uraraka, and his respect for her (by calling her by her name, something he only does for a very select few people, the others being All Might and Kirishima) is one of the first obvious stepping stones we get to see for his character growth. for the first time, he’s not being self centered, he isn’t raging, he isn’t suffering from the affects of his inferiority complex. for the first time, he’s he’s actively defending and respecting someone.

it was the first of many steps.

i ship them because Uraraka, in an omake, was the first person to realize how much of Bakugou’s anger towards Izuku was based on fear. no one had ever picked up on that in the past ten years. she realized there was something more to it than just anger and bullying. 

she realized that something was wrong. Bakugou didn’t just blindly hate Izuku. there was more to the story; Bakugou feared Izuku. and she reached out to him, and wanted to help them both. Uraraka actively cares and worries for them both

Bakugou has no ill feelings towards Uraraka. Uraraka has no ill feelings towards Bakugou. Bakugou respects Uraraka, and Uraraka thinks Bakugou was amazing during their match. she admires him.

what Bakugou did to Izuku was horrible. he needs to make up for it somehow, which is where his character growth is headed. he’s going to realize the error of his ways and apologize to Izuku, or make up for it somehow. that’s the whole point of his character, to grow up and realize he did wrong and make up for his past actions.

but the reason why he acted that way in the first place was due to very specific reasons. he’s not going to act like that to just anyone. 

he’s still just a dumbass kid who’s growing and learning an maturing. let him grow.

i don’t ship them because they’re the “bad boy” and the “peppy girl.” in fact, i rather dislike that sort of comparison, because i think it heavily oversimplifies their characters.

i ship it because Bakugou is growing as a person. he’s maturing. slowly, he’s realizing the error of his ways. i ship it because these two characters have the potential the other develop more. i ship it because Uraraka understands Bakugou, and sees through his bluster and anger. i ship it because Bakugou actually respects her as a person, and refuses to go easy on her because of her gender. 

it’s about character growth, and established character relationships, and realizing that these things don’t stay static. these two have the potential to help each other in different ways. 

simply describing Bakugou as a horrible person without any redeeming qualities means ignoring what Horikoshi is doing by writing his character, and it’s ignoring all the development he’s gone through throughout the series so far. it’s ignoring Horikoshi’s reasons for why Bakugou exists in the first place, an ignoring all the complex character development he’s carefully written into Bakugou, which is slowly making him learn and change and grow into a better person.

that’s the entire point to his character, after all.

related meta:

Imagine your neighbor, Dean Winchester, implying there are more things he can to you than the boy you had over a few days ago. And going into detail.

Related to these: Imagine your neighbor, Dean Winchester, getting jealous when he sees a guy leave your house in the morning when your parents are gone on a trip.

Imagine changing in your room while your neighbor, Dean Winchester, is watching from his own window.

“(Y/n)? Hey!” you were greeted with that breath-taking smile once the door opened.

“Hey, hope I am not interrupting?”

“You? No, never of course.” he chuckled “Come on in, kid.”

“I just- I was a little bored and a lot more hungry and-” you laughed awkwardly “So I made some pie and just… here.” you decided to hand him the plate.

“Are you trying to corrupt me, missy?” he asked with a smirk although it was completely the other way round.

“Wh-what? No, no absolutely not, Mr Winchester. I just-”

“Relax, (Y/n).” his chuckle cut you off “I am just kidding, don’t worry your secret’s safe with me. No words are coming outta my mouth.” he winked and a small sigh of relief left your lips.

“Thank you, a lot.”

“No need, I wasn’t going to in the first place. You say nothing happened, I believe you. Now come on, let me offer you something to drink, yeah?” his words made you relax a little as you followed him inside the house to the kitchen.

“Oooh love me some pie.” he said in a deep voice and a small giggle left your lips “My gosh!” he moaned deeply as he grabbed a piece with his hand and ate some of it “That’s what I call a good orgasm, thanks (Y/n)!” he licked his lips, nodding his head approvingly.

You laughed softly “No problem, I guess.”

“Oh hell yeah!” he gave you a childlike grin “I mean I’ve neve- oh, is that whiped cream?” he raised an interested eyebrow.

“Yep, homemade too.” you said proudly as he dipped his finger in it and then in his mouth. Boy you tried so hard not to get distracted.

“Really?” his eyebrows shot up “Wow if you were a little older we’d really get a fun situation and put these incredible skills of yours to good use, princess.” he chuckled and you tried to keep yourself from biting your lip and letting your mind wander to thought you shouldn’t be having.

Fun situation? Oh you were interested to know what he could consider fun with you and wiped cream in it.

“Alright- I probably should have not said that out loud.” he mumbled to himself before shaking his head and licking his two fingers “What would you like to drink, princess?”

“Wha- oh uh a coffee would be great.” you offered him a soft smile, taking a seat on one of the chairs; clearing your throat because of how strained and squeaky your voice came out.

“Gotcha” he nodded his head, starting to prepare your coffee “Let’s see if I remember it correctly otherwise… just old age, I might be forgetting a few things.” he said playfully but you shook your head.

“You’re not old, Mr Winchester.”

“Glad to know you think so, (Y/n), but we both know the truth. I’m not as young as I used to be ten years ago.” he shrugged.

“I don’t care, for me you are as old as you feel.”

“Then the boy you had over last night must feel like he’s five huh? Seriously, what were you even doing with someone like him (Y/n/n)?” he leaned against the kitchen counter, putting his hands in his pockets.

“First, I really mean it when I said it was mostly about homework. And second; he’s just a friend, that’s all.” you shrugged.

“Yeah a friend, if you wanna call it. But you could see it crystal clear, he was eye-fucking you.” he said matter-of-factly.

“Well, that was the point.” you muttered to yourself “But nothing happened so you don’t have to worry Mr Winchester.” you cleared your throat, saying a little more loudly.

By all means, he could never compare to Dean freaking Winchester but your gorgeous neighbor could only see you as the young girl next door even if you would be twenty years old in a few months. To him you were just a kid, he loved hanging out with you and talking, maybe flirting too, but he never seemed to show real interest in you. Just when you thought he’d make a move he’d made a full turn and either mention your parents or talk about his own age. Someone would say he would try to act like a father figure. So what other choice did you have but to try and forget him with someone else?

“You don’t need some idiot like him, (Y/n).” his voice brought you back to reality “You’re much better than that.” he said so honestly it actually made your heart skip a beat “I seriously am surprised how you’d even give him a second glance, not to mention want to be with him.”

“Why are you saying this?” you whispered and he gave you a soft smile.

“You’re way out of his league, sweetheart, way above his or any other guy’s pay grade. You don’t even begin to realize it but if anything you are the catch here.” he said casually and you bit your lip playing with your fingers “Besides, he’s just a boy and that shows.”

“Boy?” you asked knowing he meant a lot more by that.

“He only cares about getting into your pants, and I highly doubt he even knows that ladies come first.”

“Meaning?” you said biting your lip. Why did he have to be so perfect?

“Meaning that guys his age are all about getting the job done without giving a single care about how to treasure and ravish a woman’s body, how to cherish you with everything of his, show you what real passion is and slowly but pleasurably bringing you over the edge.” he spoke smoothly, his one hand now resting on the kitchen counter and the other in his pocket as his eyes roamed your figure for a moment.

“And a man your age does?” your voice was barely above a whisper.

“You’d be surprised, princess.” he smirked, handing the coffee to you “The-” he licked his lips, leaning against the table closer to you now as he looked away from you “The touching, the feeling of each other’s bodies and them moving together, pulling and pushing and grinding while it all builds and builds and builds, before you just hit that sweet-” he stopped himself, shaking his head with a small laugh “But you kids do it differently these days, I’m sure.”

“Ye-yeah, I guess some things have changed.” you laughed shyly “You’d really be a good sex ed teacher in my old highschool, though.”

“You think?” he gave you a boyish grin “I don’t know how well I’d deal with all those horny teens laughing at the most simple thing though. Speaking of which-” he got serious “Do me a favor and keep the guy at bay, huh (Y/n)? I know a thing or two and he sure as hell doesn’t seem like the type to make it all about you like he should.” his eyes bore into yours “Boys like him don’t even know how to handle a woman like you, how to be more skilled time after time.”

“And you do?” you asked biting your lip, not even caring to say “men like you” because there was nobody like him. He paused, lips parted as he looked in front of him before he returned his eyes at you.

“I’ll let you figure that out, princess.” and he winked at you.

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(K)Langst where Lance dies. He literally dies, and not in a heroic last stand. He dies needlessly, without purpose. Maybe he was kidnapped and killed by bounty hunters. Maybe he dies in a free accident. Maybe he gets sick. However he goes, the team is left devastated. Blue is devastated. Keith is devastated. 

It’s only when he’s gone do the team realize how much life Lance had provided the team. How his silly and playful attitude empowered them, gave them the sense of hope they needed to keep moving forward. It takes a long time for them to pick up the pieces, for Blue to open herself up to a new Paladin (Allura), but they never manage to put themselves back together completely. 

Skip three years after Lance’s death, when one day Blue starts going all fidgety. She stops communicating with Allura (not that they ever had the strongest bond in the first place). Then she just hightails it out of the Castle, flying to some random planet. 

Blue comes back later that day, but she’s not alone. Climbing out of Blue, looking incredibly confused and exactly as he did three years ago, is Lance. Lance, who smiles at them with the biggest smile before demanding to know what’s going on. And why are they pointing their weapons at him, seriously guys, what the quiznack?! 

Faced with this stranger (because it can’t be Lance, they buried his corpse back on Earth), they lock him in the cellar in a whirl of chaotic emotions. Keith in particular is enraged that someone would impersonate Lance, pretend to be him. The team debates over what to do with this impersonator. Keith half-sarcastically suggests throwing him out the airlock. 

That night, Hunk can’t help but go down to see this Lance impersonator. He sensed something about him, something so so familiar. Lance is overjoyed to see him, if a little miffed because he doesn’t understand what’s going on. He insists that it’s him, it’s Lance, and Hunk, despite himself, wants to believe it’s him. He asks Lance questions, personal stuff only Lance could possibly know. And Lance answers all of his questions. He tells Hunk all about his family, his older sister and brother, his little brother and sister, his mother, his father. He talks about the Garrison, talks about secrets Hunk had only ever told Lance.  

By the end of their talk, Hunk is convinced. Somehow, someway, this is Lance. A DNA test later reconfirms his genetic identity when compared to an older DNA sample of Lance. And with Blue’s behavior, there is no other explanation. It’s Lance, back from the dead. A Lance who doesn’t know he died in the first place. 

Hunk and Coran are overjoyed. Allura and Shiro are more cautiously happy. Pidge is obsessed with finding out how this even happened. Keith alternates between being obsessively overprotective and hovering and avoiding Lance. He’s not sure how to process this. It took him a long, long time for him to sort of bury his feelings regarding Lance’s death, and his revival brings all of that back to the surface. He never actually coped/accepted/healed from it, and seeing Lance again, it brings all of his grief back to the surface, and he’s so angry at himself because why is he sad when his friend has come back? Why is so scared to talk to Lance? 

It’s Lance who comforts him, who gets him to face those feelings, who helps him cope with what happened all those years ago.   

Lance, meanwhile, tries to adjust to his friends being years older than the last time he saw them. Tries to adjust to how everyone is staring at him, as if he’s a ghost who could disappear any minute. To how much time he’s missed, the adventures the team had without him. It’s hard. It’s hard for everyone. The pieces the team managed to put back together fall into shambles once again. But little by little, all of them together, they reassemble, stronger than ever. 

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Peter Pan Imagine/Do you love me?

Warnings: Smut, cursing, mentally abusive,cruel Pan, 

You never truly understood him, why he was so mean, so cruel, so heartless, for you only knew that you loved him, and your poor loving self thought you could change that, you were wrong.

From the day you met him, you knew you wanted to be with him, something about his mysterious ways drove you crazy. 

“Who are you?” he asked

“I’m Y/n.” you say with a smile

“Throw her in the lagoon, she’ll die faster!” he yells

“WAIT!” you yell a little alarmed

“Please, let me stay, I want to help.”

“What could you possibly have to offer me?”

You loo at him dead in the eyes,  “Me.”

The next thing you know Peter has you naked in his bedroom

He kisses up and down your neck and you are almost screaming his name,

As he is about to enter you stop him

“This is.. my first time.” you look every other way except in his direction

Peter is automatically irritated, he rolls his eyes, but makes sure you aren’t watching hi, he just wanted to fuck you already. He bends his down in the crook of your neck and starts to whisper “I’ll take go slow okay?”

You think he is the sweetest thing in the world, and of course you didn’t see the eye rolls.

He enters you and you start to feel the pain and start to complain to Peter, at this point he puts his finger in your mouth,

“Bite on this.” he says a little dry , you ignored that.

Next thing you know he starts going in hard and you could barely take it.

“Peter I’m a virgin!” you yell

But he completely ignores that and keeps going

“Peter please go slower”

As if he couldn’t be more of an ass he goes quicker

You’re digging your nails and hiding you face in the pillow you saw next to you begging him to stop, it felt good, but for your first time, it was a bit much.

As he stopped you realized he came and with that you took the pillow from behind your face and blushed as you looked at him.

His hair was a crazy mess, he was sweating, and had a satisfying look on his face, almost a “mission accomplished” look

He then came to your ear and nibbled on it a bit, you giggle as he does so

“You did such a good job baby girl, your king is so proud of you.” as he whispered in your ear, your heart melted, ever since then, this was your nightly routine. You loved making Peter proud of you, he would praise you, he would get you gifts, let you eat the first meal, showering alone, being his lost girl had some perks.

Almost every night Peter would fuck the brains out of you and he would love doing it.

“Do you really like the girl? Or are you just playing with her emotions?” Felix asked Peter

“Honestly, I don’t know.” Peter would say bluntly

“Oh Peter” you would scream his name so loud all of Neverland would hear, and he loved it, you barely could talk the next day because your throat would be red raw from screaming.

One day one of the lost boys got sick and you caught one of the colds they had.

“Not tonight Peter.” you simply say

“Excuse me?” he says

“I got sick and just want to rest.”

“Love please” he would kiss your neck softly, try to get you in the mood.

“Peter, you know I can’t say no to you” you say ans gab his face and kiss his lips.

He quickly takes off his clothes and yours and starts to stroke into you very roughly.

“Oh fuck Peter.”

He grabs the slides of your hips and starts to go very rough, he would always switch positions, doggy stile so that he could pull your hair, he would make you go on top of him, but eventually he would just take over and get on top, he loved being in charge, and if he felt that he wasn’t, he would make it be known by fucking you even harder. 

“Who’s lost girl are you ?” he would ask as he was about to cum

“Your’s Peter!” 

“That’s right.”

After he came he would always leave, he always had to do something.

“Baby please stay.” you begged

“Why would I do that?” he almost laughed

“Usually after people have sex they, I don’t know talk, cuddle, sleep.”

“Don’t be silly love, nobody does that.” he says as he walks out of the room.

Leaving you there, twisting your hair and letting tears come down your face.

You were starting to feel incomplete.

3 Weeks after

After an other night of well,, Peter getting what he wanted , you asked him something.

“Peter.” you lay on the bed still naked

“Not now Y/n I’m very busy.” he says as he puts on his pants

“Do you love me?” you ask almost regretting the question as soon as it came out of your mouth.

Peter looked at you almost in a confused way, and walked outside the door.

With that your heart shattered. You decided that enough was enough and ran after him, putting only a night gown on.

“Pan wait!” you say

He turns around, “Pan?” you were only allowed to call him Peter.

“I am sick of this, I just want to know if you love me or not.” 

“Y/n go back to bed.” he says as he began to talk to Felix

You step in the middle of both of them

“The hell are you doing?” he asked

“I will not move until you answer my question.” you say

“Fine, then we’ll move.” he says and him and Felix leave you, you stay there al night trying to prove a point, breakfast time and you have not moved, you were also sick as a dog, for it was cold that night.

“Come to bed.” you hear his voice and you turn around.

“Why?” you say sniffling your nose.

“Just come.” he says, you follow.

You get to his room and the fire is on, a long with a bunch of blankets and pillows.

“Oh Peter it’s Perfect! But it’s already breakfast time”

“We can skip it.” he kisses down your neck 

“But Peter I actually need it, I’m sick I need nutrition in my body.” you seriously.

“What you need, is me, I can make you feel all better.” he says.

“Peter stop.” you push him away 

“I’m sick, I’m going to get breakfast.” you say firmly

“What’s the point of having a lost girl then?” he mumbles under his breath but clearly wanting you to hear it

“Excuse me?” you began to heat up

“If you’re not going to give me what I want you’re better off sleeping in the tents outside with the rest of the lost boys.” he says as he crosses his arms

“So just because I don’t let you get it in I’m just an other lost boy then huh?” you almost scream

“You might as well be. That’s what I wanted you hear for.” he says bluntly

Your eyes began to tear up. “You’re an asshole.” you run outside and that was the last time you saw Peter.

About 3 months later you got settled in a town called StoryBrooke, you loved it, and you loved your brother Henry, he was your best friend, even though he was younger than you, you told each other everything.

Well the peace didn’t last log because Henry was take, and you were devastated.

As you all meet up in Ruby’s diner you all find ways to know where Henry could be you began to eat Henry’s favorite desert, apple pie.

You ate while the grown ups figured out where he was, they usually could figure out was faster before you since they were the ones with the magic powers.

“Bloody hell, I know where this kid is.” Hook said

You popped your head up a little curious and playing with your food just in case you weren’t supposed to be hearing.

“Where?!” Regina and Emma yelled at the same time.

“Neverland.” he says

Your fork dropped on the floor and so did your heart, you haven’t seen Peter since you yelled a him, since he sad all those terrible things.

You were terrified, but you had to get your best friend and brother back, and Peter was not going to stop you.

Part 2?

Masterlist!

Hamilton

Alexander Hamilton

Mother’s Day 

Yet 

Seriously? 

Hurricane 

John Laurens

Arrangements at the Worst Time (Collab

Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Remembers 

Dear Child

Eliza Schuyler (Hamilton)

For You 

Cupid’s Bullet 

Summertime Heartache 

Taking You In 

Stressful

Angelica Schuyler

Come Back Home 

Comfort 

The Movie Date 

Peggy Schuyler

Turn That Frown Upside-Down 

Countdown 

Hercules Mulligan

Late-Night Studying 

Lullaby 

Marquis de Lafayette

Amnesia 

George Washington

The Winter Ball

Philip Hamilton

As Long as You Love Me 

The Draft 

Family Problems 

Drunk Pip

Thomas Jefferson

Breaking Point 

The Bad Guy 

The Brother 

James Madison

Starving 

Aaron Burr

Getting Ready 

Maria Reynolds

Broken Hand and Broken Heart 

Hamilsquad

The Box of Holes 

Pity Party (Epilogue

The Rooftop (Collab

Rewind 

Afterlife

Lafayette/Peggy Schuyler

Breaking Point (Part Two) 

Colds and Pillow Forts 

Eliza Schuyler/Alexander Hamilton/John Laurens

Heathers 

Angelica Schuyler/Thomas Jefferson

Family Dinner


Hamilcast

Lin-Manuel Miranda

Sick Day 

Little to Nothing 

Dancers Are My Type 

Too Late 

Stay Alive for Me (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 8) (Part 9) (Part 10) (Part 11) (Part 12) (Part 13)

Back Again (Collab

The Room 

The Phone Call 

Divorce 

Would You Be So Kind 

Poofy Hair

Phillipa “Pippa” Soo

I Do Adore 

Accident at Rehearsal 

Ferris Wheel Fears (Collab) 

Cooking Lesson 

Cello Lullaby 

Puppies 

After Rehearsal

Renee Elise Goldsberry

Miscarriage

Anthony Ramos

Summer In Arizona 

After School Help 

Jasmine Cephas Jones

Coming Out

Daveed Diggs

My Savior 


In The Heights

Usnavi de la Vega

Satisfied 

Safety 

Usnavi/Benny

Mugged


MISC

Tweethearts

Revenge, Birthdays & Grammy Shots 

The Children of Stars

Prologue


*Will update as more stories are posted!!!*

‘’Let’s run away.’’

A/N: This is my first ever Riverdale piece, I hope you guys like it! The ending offers another part, so tell me what you think? Please note that english is not my first language so there might be grammar mistakes

Pairings: Jughead X Reader

Prompt: When a mysterious girls returns at pop’s on a random friday night, a lot of questions are left unanswered. It’ll take some time for Jughead to open back up to his old friend without a reasoning, but is he able to find one?

Warnings: one or two swear words, mention of alcohol, abusive father 

Word count: 2455

Originally posted by riverrdxle

A still moment, different from the usual buzzing pop’s atmosphere, a cold gust of wind with the sound of jingling bells hanging from the doorframe, suddenly changing the mood that laid in the air. Maybe it was Archie’s sudden moment of silence, taking a break from his preppy speech or the fascinated sounds escaping Veronica’s lips, but something had caught their attention and Jughead was curious for the cause. 

‘’Well, she’s a sight for the eyes.’’ Veronica remarked, a smile forming on her lips. 

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Ways to Make Your Morning Routine Magical Without People Knowing It Is In Fact Witchy *BREATHE*

I know that some of us may be in the woods when it comes to being a witch, and you may feel this prevents you from being a “good witch” SO what this entry is about is how to start your day off on a witchy start!
1. Waking Up

When you wake up, do a very small cleansing. Tell yourself “with the new sun there is a new me” and feel the energy of the new day go through you from the feet up as you step on the floor. Acknowledge this  day will only happen once, and make the most of it!

2. Bathroom Routine - Face Wash

You are quite literally cleaning your face, so why not clean your energy while you do it? Do a small glamor as well so others can see you only in the best light. When you wash your eyelids, have it correspond to your sight not being clouded by emotion, and stuff like that. Make this you!
If you are one to wear makeup, have your makeup correspond to your intentions. Lipstick can be that you can be heard if a dark color and if a light color have it that you do not say things which may offend others by accident, foundation can be that you are protected (like a shield) or people do not see your true intentions (sneaky McSneaker you!) and mascara can be to see true intentions, and well, anything!

3. Bathroom Routine - Brushing your Teeth (you better brush you nasty)

You are literally cleaning your mouth. CLEANSE THAT ENERGY. Your mouth can correspond to words, so maybe cleanse it in the way that your words remain kind, and to give a boost in having your words make sense to others especially if you struggle to get your sentences straight. This can also be good for luck on a presentation that you do not mumble, you seem confident, and you totally did not just BS this entire thing last night at 2am (whaaaaaat?!)

4. Bathroom Routine - Shower (if you shower in the morning)

Okay, so again with the literal to psychic cleansing. But seriously, the shit you can do in the shower besides peeing wait what. This is a perfect opportunity to cleanse those energy points my friend! CLEANSE THAT SHIT. Morning, night, middle of the day, cleeeasne that shiiiit! Nobody sees you in the shower do your shit but do not waste all the hot water that makes people pretty pissed. You can also clean off the negative energy that is on you, and literally wash it all away.

5. Breakfast (If you eat it)

So you are about to eat and probably with family. No problem! Look at what you are having, and this gets easier if you make your own- but look at the ingredients in it. Food has magical properties - USE IT. For example, I had eggs with cinnamon (judge me and I swear to the gods above)  Eggs, to me, symbolise protection and life, and “cinnamon can be used in magic for protection, prosperity, scrying, and warm, comforting love. Cinnamon is all about security“ (some website I found a long time ago). Find what your food means and incorporate that energy into your day!

6. Getting Somewehere

School, work, your mailbox, who cares? The simple way to make this witchy is get a stickynote, make a sigil for safe travels, and put it inside your shoe or in your pocket.

Broken - Part 2

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Summary: Jensen and the reader had an amazing night…until the condom broke. Not happy with the way things went down, Jensen surprises the reader when he shows up at her house.

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1,597

Part 1


“The shit I get myself into.” Jensen grumbles to himself, absentmindedly grabbing the brim of his hat and spinning it around.

Tired and annoyed, Jensen’s at a standstill in the ice cream isle at Whole Foods. His greenish hazel eyes have been darting back and forth, trying to decide which brand of ice cream would be best for breakfast.

Inwardly groaning, the actor snaps his eyes shut realizing just how ridiculous that sounds. A fact like that should maybe deter him from pursuing a girl like you. Something perceived as cute and quirky could easily be a red flag in disguise. With his luck, you probably entertain some sick habit like collecting human teeth in the back of your closet.

Jensen’s ridiculous train of thought is interrupted by a text from Gen, thankfully she’s an early riser. He breathes a sigh of relief once your address is in his hands. It’s quickly chased away when a shit ton of nerves overtake him.

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Michelle and Peter Headcanons

Sorry this is more like a novel. It’s inspired by Tom Holland’s ratchet foot insta story the other day.

• Let’s be real Michelle is totally a cat person
• so is Peter
•but Michelle is like let-me-rescue-all-the-stray-cats-in-sight kinda cat person
•so when Michelle works up the nerve to invite Peter over for the first time, she of course has about 10 cats invading her home
• “this group is all named after women in literature” she says like it’s an obvious statement
• “Margaret, Sylvia, Toni, Mary, Maya, Gloria, and that’s P-” she stops listing abruptly once her eyes land on an obnoxiously orange and slightly mangled cat. It’s looks like it’s seen some stuff with its chipped ear and soulful brown eyes.
• “What’s the one’s name?” Peter is genuinely curious now.
• “shut up.” Michelle doesn’t elaborate any further and moves to her bedroom where Margaret and Toni follow.
• Michelle totally keeps cat food on the fire escape for cats to come by and enjoy.
• Peter doesn’t want to persist and drops it at that, but as soon as he sits on Michelle’s book laden floor, “no-name” perches in his lap and makes it a point he wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.
• Michelle gets a soft look in her eyes but then she’s pulling out her ap chemistry book and it’s all business for there on out.
• once Michelle and Peter have gotten more comfortable with each other and Ned and Liz are no longer the only friends on his Snapchat, they’ve accumulated a streak of a hard 75. Of course they’re mostly snaps of street cats that they pass throughout the day.
• one day Peter was most likely overwhelmed by his friendly neighborhood Spider-Man duties and breaks the streak.
• Michelle is not okay.
• she even goes about ignoring him the next day and after moving herself and her stack of books down to Ned and Peter’s end of the table for a solid 2 months now, she’s back to her ways of isolation.
• at the end of the day when Peter and Ned are having their usual locker meeting she makes a point to talk to Ned in front of Peter.
• “can you let Peter know that I’m very upset with him right now?”
• Ned is thoroughly confused and is looking back and forth between Peter and Michelle for some answers
• “but Peter is right he-”
• “thank you Ned I’m leaving now.”
• Peter is determined to make up for whatever he did wrong to Michelle.
• so of course he gets her a new sketchbook and pencils.
• she fills up those things fast.
• Peter webs a heartfelt “I’m sorry” on to the building across Michelle’s window and hastily waits after texting her to look.
• as he’s hiding on her fire escape he hears her scramble to open the window and her curly head pops out.
• he comes out from hiding with everything he wants to say practiced in his head to avoid screwing up.
• “I’m really sorry for whatever I did Michelle. I’m so sorry, but. Seriously, what did I do” He wasn’t supposed to say that.
• she just crosses her arms and squints.
• Peter is practically sweating under his spidey suit.
• “take off the mask.”
• he immediately listens not wanting to mess up.
• she takes in a deep breath and releases with the back of her hand slapping into the palm of her other “you broke the streak Peter.”
• Peter is at a loss for words and once Michelle notices she pulls him inside and shuts the window.
• “th-the streak?” Peter is embarrassed at how he practically squeaked.
• “yes the streak. Do you know how panicked I get when I don’t hear from you?” Of course it’s not also because how she loves the rush of excitement she gets from seeing a snap pop up from C3-Peter0. No way.
• realization finally settles into Peter and the tension leaves his shoulders.
• “the streak.”
• “yes Peter, the streak, we’ve established that.”
• Peter laughs in relief and automatically regrets it.
• Michelle gets a murderous look in her eyes and Peter has to act quick.
•"no, no, no. I’m not laughing cause I think it’s funny.“
• Michelle’s posture finally relaxes.
• “I’m just so relieved. I didn’t realize I hadn’t snapped back. I thought you got the one where I was getting takeout with May.”
• Michelle’s face suddenly scrunches up in disgust.
• “you mean the one with your ugly ass toes that you posted on your story?”
• Peter goes straight for the jab at his toes.
• “wait. Toes? Ugly? Since when are there attractive looking toes in existence?”
• Michelle stares him in the eyes as she yanks off her sock to display her perfectly painted toenails.
•Peter is speechless
• “but that’s beside the point. I’m sorry for ignoring you today.” Michelle blurts.
• Peter is taken aback. Michelle is pretty stubborn about apologizing.
• “I’m sorry too. That my toes are so ugly.”
• she playfully slaps him on the arm.
• “okay, okay. I really am sorry. I promise I’ll communicate with you everyday. Scouts honor.” His right hand raised.
• “you were a boyscout?”
• “… maybe”
• more ammo for Michelle
• “ you’ll have to show me your patches some time.”
• Michelle’s parents are out for the evening so they decide to make it a movie night.
• Peter changes into the stashed clothes he keeps at Michelle’s.
• as Michelle sketches Peter in her new book while a French film plays in the background, Peter finally asks.
• “so seriously what’s the cat’s name?”
• “what cat?” Her eyes focused on her work.
• “oh I don’t know, the one that is glued to me.”
• he points to the infamous orange cat in his lap.
• Michelle mumbles something under her breath.
• “ eder urrker”
• “hmm? I didn’t catch that over the arguing in French.”
• “Peter Purrker”
• a grin breaks out his face
• Michelle’s favorite grin
• he takes in a breath
• “don’t make me kick you out.”
• he holds it.
• and settles into the warm comfort of Peter and Michelle’s company.


@whiteroombanshee thanks for the help 💖💖💖😎

Yuri on Ice BD choreography commentary translation - Volume 2

Awfully behind schedule due to my throat dying because of all the air conditioning at work and other stuff stealing my time, but here it is finally, the last part of the BD/DVD vol.2. Once again it’s a translation of the complete script. The commentary is by Kenji Miyamoto & Mitsurou Kubo. This time it’s Yuri’s SP and Yuuri’s FS.

Notes:
-It’s two people talking, not a written interview, so expect them to hop from one subject to another within the same sentence… Even if it sounds a bit unconnected at times, that’s how they said it.
-I still arranged it a little to make it easier to understand as written material, by removing lots of “ehm” “uuhm” “you know” “yes” (I especially removed all instances where someone says “yes” in the middle of the other speaking) and fumbled words.
-Amusingly enough both their initials are KM/MK, but I used the surname initials so M is Miyamoto and K is Kubo.
-I put (LOL) when they’re laughing because otherwise some lines might sound serious while they’re actually joking.

***VERY IMPORTANT***
Do NOT use this translation for subtitles, in ANY way.

I don’t support the upload of bonuses contained in BDs/DVDs, as they are meant to be (as the word says) bonuses for the people who spent money to purchase them. If you like a series so much that you absolutely need to watch the bonus contents, please buy the BDs/DVDs.


Kubo: Hello, I’m the original planner Mitsurou Kubo.
Miyamoto: Hello, I’m the choreographer Kenji Miyamoto.
K: Ah, Kenji-sensei. It’s been a while.
M: It’s been a while.
K: Ok, today we are going to look back on the choreography of Yuri Plisetsky’s short program, “Ai ni Tsuite ~Agape~”. This time, for the first time, Kenji-sensei is not the one performing the choreography. But you created it, didn’t you?
M: Yes, I did.
K: This time, Yuri Plisetsky still has the body of a 15 years old boy, so you know, we thought that if possible we would like to ask someone else to perform it. The reason is that this footage is an important reference when translating the choreographies into animation, and changing Kenji-sensei’s body into that of a young boy would have required quite a lot of work.
M: Ah, so it was for that reason.
K: Yeah.
M: I see.
K: So basically we said that a girl, a girl of small build, would be nice, and we asked Kenji-sensei to look for a person like that.
M: Yes. Honoka Kawanishi-chan.
K: Yes. She’s a 20 years old university student, and she even participated in the university’s Miss Campus contest…
M: Really?
K: Well, isn’t she really pretty?
M: Yeah, she’s a beautiful girl.
K: I was like, nice job Kenji-sensei for bringing such a girl!
M: When she was still a competitive figure skater she impressed me because she could dance really well.
K: You didn’t do choreographies for her at that time?
M: No, I didn’t. This was the first time, but really, she learned the choreography very quickly.
K: That’s right.
M: Yeah.
K: He was creating the choreographies at night, we had very little time, and I guess, there are skaters who learn faster and skaters who are slower, right?
M: Yes, and also, I think she was moving very close to the way I was imagining the choreography, so we could go on very smoothly.
K: We also had that impression watching, like, she was absorbing everything so quickly and she danced very boldly, she was really amazing.
M: And this hairstyle, too.
K: Yes, we wanted to draw Yuri with flowing bobbed hair, so we asked her not to tie her hair, to let it loose when she was skating, and you know, skating with loose hair is something that you don’t see in tournaments, so it was really nice to watch~.
M: It’s nice, it looks very dynamic.
K: Thank you. Hah~. So this was Yuri Plisetsky’s short program, “Ai ni Tsuite ~Agape~”.

K: “Really nice to watch~”, I made a face like an old man (LOL). Ok, next up is Yuuri Katsuki’s free skating. The song is “Yuri on ICE”. Uh.. (LOL)
M: Everyone’s laughing at me (LOL).
K: This part, of course the ones who watched the anime know it already, but we asked Kenji-sensei to start from the point where Victor hugs Yuuri from behind..
M: Yes (LOL).
K: Sorry, it’s just somehow amusing (LOL).
M: When I turned around everyone was laughing.
K: (LOL). But actually, it became a really nice scene. Ok. Regarding this “Yuri on ICE”, when we were creating the story later on I decided the title and made it “Yuri on ICE”, but in fact, when we filmed this footage the title hadn’t been decided yet, we just had the song ready, and the story wasn’t finished either, so we just asked Kenji-sensei to do the choreography in the meantime. This time I couldn’t physically be there, but what instructions did the director give you?
M: I’d say, “director, what do you think about this?”, and she’d be like “yeah, that’s good”.
K: (LOL)
M: I said “And this, what about this?”, and she was like “yes, I think that’s nice”. No matter what I said she always replied “yes”.
K: In other words, you were also kind of anxious too.
M: Yes, I didn’t really understand the story completely, so..
K: Yeah.
M: But I was asked to create a program that could win in a tournament, a well done program, and when I listened to this song, this delicate music, I wanted to create a choreography that would look like an ink painting, like thin streaks that vanish as they stream.
K: Hearing this, you know, I’m not sure whether it’s actually connected, but the opening is really that way, like an ink painting, with colors that spread out as the song plays, and I thought that it looks like it’s connected.
M: I was very surprised when I watched it.
K: Ah!
M: I was like, “ah, so they made it like this”…
K: But seriously, this choreography is really… In the beginning, Yuuri Katsuki has just started figure skating and has many worries, then in the scene where he meets Victor the sounds become richer, and we asked to make the choreography so that it would leave a stronger impression too, but the way you glide in that smo~oth line is really nice. Even in the animation version it’s breathtakingly beautiful. And…
M: Today’s socks are lime green (LOL).
K: (LOL). Yeah, we have explained this in vol.1 too, but basically it’s not like Kenji-sensei fancies this kind of fashion, he wore different gloves and socks to make the left and right legs different. Normally he’s a fashionable person.
M: You don’t have to say that (LOL). But this, you know, I really used up a lot of stamina to skate it.
K: Ooh.
M: That axel after a forward counter is quite difficult.
K: (LOL). Indeed, we asked to create a FS that could win the Grand Prix Final, so the movements leading to jumps, and all the other elements, are all made so that you can get a high level. Kenji-sensei did a lot of things (LOL).
M: Yeah (LOL).
K: Sorry for saying it a bit vaguely.
M: That’s ok. This part too, it has an outside rocker cluster with combined movements of the upper body, though my foot touched the ground a little (LOL). It’s made to get level 4, I mean, I’m not sure one could get it, but it’s made so that it’s possible to get it.
K: I heard that some real figure skaters said they wanted to skate this.
M: Yes, that’s true. I was asked to make a choreography for this song, but I replied that it would be better to wait some more time. It’s quite popular actually.
K: I really want someone to skate it! Seriously, the song is a bit too short for a competitive program, but someone could like, make it a bit longer, edit it, and skate it.
M: (LOL).
K: Ah, yes, in the end, he looks in Victor’s direction, points his fingers at him, and the song is complete.
M: My hair is so flat (LOL).
K: Yeah, kind of…
M: It was night in the end.
K: Yeah, it was night. All the clocks visible in the footage are showing past 12:00, but that’s not 1:00 or 2:00 in the afternoon, you know.
M: It was pitch black (LOL).
K: Yeah, it was. But really, now that I hear from Kenji-sensei that there are real skaters who are watching “Yuri on Ice” and want to skate this song… So is it popular?
M: Yeah, this song is popular, and, it’s a different story, but at the rink I went to the other day there was a boy who started skating after watching “Yuri on Ice”.
K: Great!!!!
M: When I told him that I was the one who made the choreographies, he was like “uwaaah”.
K: I’m so happy.
M: It’s nice to see things like this happen.
K: Yeah, I mean, of course grown-up women like this anime too, but I hope that young male skaters who are thinking of starting now or who are already skating, people from all over the world, can feel figure skating as something closer to themselves and continue it.
M: Yes.
K: You also said that you’d like people to feel figure skating as something closer, right?
M: Yeah, I think so.
K: You know, I’m really happy to hear that in some way, even just a little, this is becoming true.
M: I agree.
K: Ah, sorry, I’m wrapping it up a bit in a hurry. So, we have watched the choreographies of vol.2. Let’s meet again in vol.3! Please say something too (LOL).
M: (LOL).


BTS Reaction - Their S/O spanking them during sex

The love of my life @gimmesumsuga told me I should try to write a reaction and gave me my first request, so if it’s bad blame her. lol.

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things i remember from tonight’s show (10/21, st. louis)

  • the sound accompanying the floating stage platforms wasn’t working right, so “dance dance” sounded a bit wonky; afterward, pete apologized and said they didn’t quite have everything worked out yet with the tech since it was only the second night, and that they were gonna go back to the main stage instead of stay out there (we all yelled “IT’S OKAY”)
  • at one point patrick introduced himself/said hi and everyone yelled “HI PATRICK”
  • joe kept running down the runway and doing spins and it was super cute (seriously one of the best parts of fob shows)
  • during one of jaden’s songs, everyone held up their phone flashlights; afterward, he thanked us because no crowd had ever done that for that song before
  • my sister and i had adorable little drawings on the back of our mania cutouts!! (shoutout to @sarufish for them!!)
  • FIRE. LOTS OF FIRE
  • patrick did the growl in “i don’t care” and i knew he was going to do it but i still wasn’t ready for it i mean hot DAMN
  • “expensive mistakes” is a BANGER and somehow fob made their most emo lyric yet sound good
  • patrick looked gorgeous as always and it reminded me of why he is the love of my life
  • confetti and merch with parachutes attached to it rained down at the end
  • best night of my life
Taking Tom To A Festival
  • Someone made a request about taking Tom to Brazil day but i thought i’d make it all festivals in general so here ya go.

  • Tom being so fascinated by everything, he basically looks like a child as he takes everything in

  • “Babe this is awesome! Look at the cool lights”

  • He even let you pick out his outfit and put face paint on him

  • He’s especially loves the lights and makes you take a photo of him standing besides them

  • Taking cute instagram photos in your get up’s

  • Getting great festival food and sharing ofc

  • “You have your own, darling”

  • “Yeah, but I like yours better”

  • Probably holding hands the whole time because he doesn’t want to lose you

  • Wearing his jacket when it gets cold because he has like 3, the boy is prepared

  • At one point he got a bit overwhelmed with all the people but you were there to comfort him

  • Dancing a heck of a lot together

  • Also singing, his voice is heaven

  • A lot of fans wanting to get photos with him but you don’t mind, you were even in a few

  • He’d probably end up carrying you to the taxi at the end of the night

  • “I’m tired”

  • “I know, we’re almost home”

  • All of the photos are seriously so cute he can’t decide what one to post so he posts like 6

Originally posted by tomshollandss

Allergic Interaction

Inspired by @edorazzi‘s BEAUTIFUL little OCs Amun and Carter and all of their antics, Miraculous’ titular character Chat Noir AKA Adrien and his affliction with feathers, and my recent jackpot of allergies. Enjoy!

Also found on AO3.


           Amun would say his luck with the accursed food was dismal at best.

           Hazelnuts, as he learned since his revival, were not, in fact, cursed but some sort of chemical thing, as Angelo put it, caused him to have a reaction in his immune system. Since his internal organs had recently been re-growing, that meant that former hives evolved into far worse reactions when exposed to the fatal nut.

           His luck was dismal because, even after learning of this and learning enough English reading to avoid it, they were in France, and, therefore, French was written everywhere. Amun hadn’t even thought to ask someone to read it to him - he knew the language of French but not how to read it - when he’d eaten that chocolate bar offered to him by one of the clerks at the museum.

           If not for Angelo’s quick grab for the Epinephrine pen upon seeing Amun go red and begin to wobble from dizziness, this might have been his second death.

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