what should i tag this as anyways

I once had a dream (a literal dream, not a wish) where I went to Middle Earth and got some minor, pretty useless magical powers (I think it was… like… cleaning powers? Or something? or that I could tell when people are lying or make premonitions or something but like, nothing major, all stuff that could just pass as life/personal skills), but I had the body of an old lady. So here I am, traveling around, and I make friends with Aragorn son and Faramir’s son, and we like… have to uncover and stop a plot to… unseat Aragorn from the throne? I think? Anyways, the most prominent thing I remember waking up is that here I was, spending tons of time around two hot, young guys who were my age in like… mental years, but considered me their ‘grandma’ because I was stuck in the body of an ancient, arthritic, grumpy and irate old lady.

Talk about a variation of the classic “girl falls into Middl Earth” fic that I should probably get around to writing someday lmao if only because that would make a glorious comedy/crackfic.

I have no idea if I am censored or not with the new settings (probably) but if I am that means only those who are either logged in, follow me, and/or have safe mod off can see my posts right? But who else was looking at my post anyway? Like I do not really expected anymore to stumble across my posts in the sims tags. I am not all that worried when maybe I should be? IDK what’s going honestly. 

me, waking up this morning: ah what a beautiful-
brain: “violent, disgusting intrusive thought”
me:
brain: :)

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she wasn’t interested in telling
other people’s f u t u r e s
 she was interested in going out
and finding h e r own

 lee ji eun as b l u e  s a r g e n t — the raven cycle

I painted a little Rufus with some daisies and hydrangea flowers! 🌼
This was really fun to paint :>

Get well soon Stefán! 💜

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john steinbeck // ジョン・スタインベック

the funny thing about Blaque Widowmaker™ is that black people in this hell fandom started it as a joke hc and it became super popular bc the only way people tried to disprove it was through anti blackness and it became a joke among black ow fans

literally every argument against it stems out of antiblackness. “She’s french, she cant be black.” france has one of the highest black populations in europe. french names are super common throughout the entire african diaspora.      “she doesn’t look black.” she looked black enough for people to look at her lips and nose and think of a black woman. besides, what do black people look like to yall? What traits do you automatically associate with black people? Why does a nonblack person get to decide what features are black or not? Black folks come in every color there is. “She’s pale in some of her legendaries.” White passing black folks exist. “Her hair isn’t black.” Wigs, weaves and straighteners all exist. Black folks don’t all have one curl pattern either. Yall need to self examine yourselves and think about why black people seeing themselves in a video game character is so damn harmful.

"Do you love him?”

Summary: The “Do you love him?” scene, but gayer. Michael’s POV. In which Mr. Heere ain’t no fool, but he is father of the year. 

Word Count: 1,147 

AN: I know 0 things about weed and this is mad tacky so bear w/me, lmao. I don’t really know where I was going with this, I just wanted to add more Drama™. When I started I had a sequel planned, but I’ve since forgotten how that was gonna go…so, if you want a sequel, hmu and give me ideas!


He’d hoped it would feel better, burning this stuff. He’d been just high enough when he stormed inside to grab it that he hadn’t stopped to consider whether it was a good idea. But now, watching the limited edition Magic: the Gathering card shrivel and blacken in the ashcan, it kinda just felt overdramatic.

And maybe he regretted it, just a little.

No, he couldn’t think that. He was angry with Jeremy. Jeremy had been treating him like he was nothing for months now. Squip or no squip, Michael couldn’t allow himself to roll over and forgive that. Jeremy was the one who’d burned everything they had. Michael was just finishing the job.

“Michael!”

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A list of things Papyrus says/that are said about him that are… disturbing, to say the least, especially when compared to similar things others say. There’s probably more, but these are the first to come to mind.

Thanks to @zekestrife and @fandomhop for some of the screenshots! And some youtube videos. You can tell which screenshots are mine because they generally have that blue border around them.

Roast of Riko™ : emoji edition

you know i get it 👈😂👀 being raised ⬆️📈👆 as a superstar 🌟🌠🥇 must be really really difficult 😣🙅🏻‍♂️🚫 for you 🙎🏻‍♂️👑🔪1️⃣ always a commodity 💲😳 never a human being 👦🏻🚶🏻🤷🏻‍♂️ not a single 👆1️⃣ person in your family 👨‍👦‍👦🔪💀 thinking you’re worth a damn 💭💰😳 off the court 🥅🤼‍♂️🏑 yeah sounds rough 😕👎 kevin 👦🏻👑🍸2️⃣ and i talk 🗣😂 about your intricate and endless 😳🔄🙄 daddy issues 👨🏻🔪💉☠️ all the time 😂⏰ i know it’s not entirely your fault 🙅🏻‍♂️🚫 that you’re mentally unbalanced 💭⚖️❌ and infected 🤒💉😷 with these delusions 😳🌀 of grandeur 👑💰💎😂 and i know that you’re physically incapable 🙅🏻‍♂️😑 of holding 🙌🤷🏻‍♂️ a decent conversation 🗣👌🤐 with anyone 👭👬 like every other normal human being 👫😂 can but i don’t 😳❌ think any of us 🦊😕 should have to put up 👆⬆️ with this much of your bullshit 💩🚫😂 pity 😔😓 only gets you so many concessions 😬💁🏻‍♂️ and you used yours up 👆🤷🏻‍♂️ about six insults 6️⃣🗣😒 ago so please please 😩🙏🙌 just shut the fuck up 🤐😂 and leave us alone 👏🖕

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Took Birthday Betta, finally named Finrod, out for a bit to do a major water change, and I did a photoshoot while I was at it.

This betta doesn’t even look real, there are just too many colors that look too good together! He looks like he was hand designed by an artist who studied color composition… and maybe even went a bit overboard. He’s changing colors FAST, though, we’ll see what he looks like in a week :) 

Need a hand (Zach Dempsey x Reader ) Part 2

Request; Hi!! i love ‘Need a hand’ and if you’re up to it i would like to know how the story ends! 😏 you should write Reggie more. I also loved the Archie imagine you did! You’re so talented😍

A/N;  First of all thank you guys so much for everything and Girlllll let me tell you I am hype i definitely did not think this imagine was going to be so popular but it got over 390 notes  so yah girl extraaa hype anyways here’s part two.If you haven’t yet you should check out part one(Link below) and yo girl got a Jeff Atkins  and a Jason Blossom smut coming cause my baby’s should’ve never died and they deserved better plus I am obsessed with them so if you want turn on my notifications and stay tuned babies.Also hit my line or in this case inbox  or ask what ever floats yah boat if you wanna be on my tagged list.THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 146 followers 😍

Warnings; smut maybe cursing sin cause I am a sinner that’s why Jesus died for our sins in the name of the lord I need 10 gallons of holly water Amen

NONE OF THE GIFS ARE MINE CREDIT TO THE OWNERS 

Part one  

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“now its my turn to make you feel good” he says kissing my neck

He goes down to my neck and I moan as he finds my sweet spot.He quickly comes back up as he bites my bottom lip asking for and entrance which I happily agreed to.

He tugs the hem off my shirt but I tease a little moving his hands away. This drives him insane. He  tugs on my shirt again and I give up so he takes it off. I flip us over so I’m on top and start taking off his sweatpants he helps me and then I straddle him and start grinding on him moving my hips back and forth.

He let’s out a soft moan and I smirk he then grabs my ass and I gasp as he stars increasing the speed of my moving hips. I can feel the bulge In his pants get harder. To tease him a little a get up and run away to the bathroom. He comes in and hugs me from behind as I stare at my self in the mirror.

He spins me around and sits me in the sink sliding down my jeans and taking them off. He moves my underwear and start putting one finger in. I bite my lip holding back a moan. I know that’s what he wants but  I won’t give it to him.

He pumps another finger in and I can’t hold my moans in as I let them out I can see him smirking, of course Zach is cocky about his ways I should’ve Imagined.My heartbeat is rising and so its the speed of his fingers. I hold onto his arm becoming weak from his touch and he chuckles.His fingers lose contact with my heat tormenting me and he picks me up and carries me back to his bed putting me down gently.He pins me down again attacking my neck with kisses.He slowly moves his hand to my back trying to unclasp my bra while keeping his balance.I arch my back giving him better access since he’s having a hard time. He starts  kissing down my neck now reaching the valley of my breasts. He takes my left one in his mouth swirling his tongue around it and I cant help but let out a cry of pleasure, He pinches my other nipple with his thumb and index finger causing me to groan out loud.He starts kissing down my body again  leaving hickies down my stomach. 

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He reaches the top of my underwear and plays around with the elastic  band pulling it and letting it go, I grow impatient and start bucking my hips up for him to notice my desperation. He does sliding off my panties in one swift movement. He separates my legs and comes closer to my dripping core he hums in appreciation which sends shivers up my spine.He pulls me thighs closer holding them tightly he digs in like is his last meal. He licks and sucks thoroughly causing moans to escape my mouth in an unconscious matter.His tongue works wonders down there as my eyes roll back from the pleasure, his greediness  attacking. I’m craving more but I can barely handle it.He looks fascinating between my legs, like is where he belongs.his tongue hits a certain spot and I scream. I can feel the knot quickly forming in my stomach warning me that I’m close to the edge.

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 He pulls away suddenly making me whimper at the lost of contact.He flips me over so that I’m laying on my back he reaches out the the drawer next to the bed and pulls out a condom rips it open and slides it on.He looks at me as if asking for permission  I nod smiling and he tells me to get on four I do as he says. He pulls my waist closer to his opening my legs a little he slowly slides in and I gasp enjoying the luscious moment.He gives me some time to adjust to his size and  then starts pounding into me, I feel like I’m on cloud nine his cock pumping in and out of me violently but I love every second of it. My core soaking wet I feel him hit the spot again and I warn him panting out a right there. Profanities flowing from both of us and he moan “ babygirl you’re so tight”.


The knot in my stomach becoming harder to hold. He slides in and out of me one more time and I feel the knot slowly untying a wave of euphoria surges through me as I scream out “oh fuck I’m cumming” he pounds into me a few more time coming undone as I tighten myself around him from riding out my high .Zach falls on top of me his body giving up and we lay like that for a couple of minutes trying to steady or breathing. He slides off of me onto the bed and turns to me.

“ so I think we should make our study session 3 time a week now instead of 2″ he says smiling.

“ we’ll see science boy we’ll see” I say smirking 

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    You hadn’t meant to do it. Certainly not when Dean was within earshot. But it was right there, eight-legged and on your damn desk, and it had to go. Even if you already knew you’d never hear the end of it as you heard Dean’s boots thundering down the hallway.

     “Y/N?!” Dean called, bursting through your door with his gun raised. The eldest Winchester gave the room a quick once-over and then settled his gaze on you, assessing for damage with frantic eyes. He lowered his gun just the slightest bit. “Y/N? What happened? … Are you okay?”

     You smiled sheepishly at Dean and walked forward, pulling the gun from his calloused fingers with a gentle tug. “I’m okay, it’s just – uh …”

     “What? What’s wrong?”

      There was no apparent danger and you’d already dropped the gun on the bed, but Dean’s voice was still edged with concern. So you stepped aside and wordlessly pointed at the desk.

     The look Dean shot back would make Lucifer himself quiver in his boots.

     “A spider?” he said calmly. “You screamed because of a spider?”

     “It’s a big spider.”

     “It’s the size of my pinky nail!”

     “Yeah, well, you have fat fingernails …”

     Dean just rolled his eyes and reached for your desk with his bare hand, intending to solve your bug problem, but you caught his wrist mid-swing and stopped him from crushing the eight-legged pest.

     “Wait, you need to use a tissue!” you cried.

     His eyebrows knit together. “Why?”

     “Because you’ll get spider guts on you!”

      “So?” Dean just stared at you blank-faced. “Y/N, you do realize you’re a hunter, right? You’ve been covered in monster bits more times than I can count. How is this any different?”

     “Because this is spider guts, Dean! Spider guts.”

     “… And?”

     “Spiders are the spawn of Satan!”

     “Okay, we’ve met Satan and I don’t think -”

     “Satan, I tell you! Satan!”

     You ran across the room and quickly pulled a Kleenex from the box on your nightstand, passing it to Dean and backing up a step in case he missed his target. A motion he noted, if his raised eyebrows were any indication, which only served to make him look even less impressed.

     “Okay. I’m killing the spider,” Dean said, holding up the Kleenex for you see, “with a tissue.” You opened your mouth to speak but he cut you off before you could, already knowing exactly what you were going to say. “And I won’t miss.”

     And he didn’t.

     The spider was gone in a matter of seconds and Dean was tossing the crumpled up Kleenex into the trash on his way out the door, looking over his shoulder before leaving and flashing a quick smile. “You’re lucky I love you.”


A/N: Okay, I don’t usually put Author’s Notes on imagines because they’re so short but in this case I felt like I should because I really don’t think this is my best work. I decided to post it anyway because I agonized over this fic for too long to not put it up ( @skymoonandstardust knows what I’m talking about and thank you for putting up with me, girl!) but I just wanted you guys to know that I’m fully aware it’s not that good. Apologies, friends.

*These gifs are not mine, both the gifs are from Google Images*

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Kihyun singing “Amen” to Wonho while holding his hands :’)