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mylittlegravityfalls  asked:

Omg that YumaxShin one was golden! What do you say to write just one more of it? XD hmm what about some steamy after quiddich practice hot stuff in the changing rooms >u>

Mun! Madame: Ok, lol last one and only because I love you. And only because it’s totally my fault you’re so deep in the gay XD Consider this my graduation gift to you @u@ Sorry it wasn’t steamier lol but I wanted to keep it at least a little canon XD Everyone else please enjoy this crack nonsense that is oh so great but oh so bad lmao~

He shouldn’t have been in there. That much was obvious. But it wasn’t like he was in the girl’s changing room or anything. So if he got caught, the punishment wouldn’t be that bad. He could just say he was confused or something. Yeah. One too many bludgers to the head.

And really, his head had been feeling a little fuzzy lately. But he guessed that was what happened…when you fell in love.

Shin had a nice body, even if he was male. Slender with nice shoulders, but still manly. Because damn could that guy throw a punch. Yuma’s cheek throbbed, recalling the memory. He’d take a million more punches if it meant he could taste those lips again.

But he’d been reduced to this. Sneaking into the Gryffindor changing rooms to catch a glimpse of his one and only. It didn’t last very long, though, the Quidditch team having bustled about quickly before leaving. But he was not so unlucky. 

Because the Seeker had left his robes behind.

Once he made sure the coast was clear, Yuma scrambled for them, swiping them up and bringing the sweaty fabric up to his nose to inhale. It smelled so much like him. Already, Yuma’s pants were beginning to get tight, his arousal uncomfortable and lonely.

But no one was here…

Without giving it a second though, Yuma caught the robes between his teeth, unzipping his pants and palming his growing erection. Fuck, it felt so much better now that he had Shin’s scent. He groaned, the fabric moistening in his hot mouth, his hips bucking into his hand freely.

How would Shin touch him, if he were there? Yuma whimpered at the thought, his knees buckling slightly, leaning against the lockers for support.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING WITH MY CLOTHES?!?”

The Hufflepuff’s eyes shot open, the robes dropping to the ground as his mouth parted in a surprised moan.

Shin.

It was a dream come true. “Shin!” He stumbled, tripping over his pants, “Shin, help me!”

Oh, hell no. Shin was more than ready this time, wand already pointed at the Keeper. “Put your dick back in your pants!”

“But Shin–”

“I’m not gay you disgusting fuck! And neither are you! Put it back in your fucking pants!”

“Shinnn…” It was a deep, low whine. One that didn’t suit the large male at all, his hips still thrusting shamelessly into his hand.

“W-Wait, what the– don’t you fucking dare!!”

But it was too late. Yuma had spilled all over himself, the sticky white claiming a good part of Shin’s robes.

The screech that erupted from the Gryffindor could be heard all the way back to the dining hall.

Today’s context-free quote from a fic in progress:

She blinks up at him. Percy’s startled at himself for saying this—and he realizes entirely too late what it probably sounds like—but the words come out regardless. “I’d like to come and watch.”

Vex grins, her eyes dancing. “You can do whatever you like, darling.”

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Ravi Moments – VIXX TV2 (Episode 48)

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he actually went outside

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Photographer Recreates Children’s Nightmares From The 60s In Dark And Twisted Images (16 Photos)

Most of us have at least one unforgettable childhood dream or nightmare that branded itself permanently into our memories.
These powerful and imaginative childhood dreams were what interested photographer Arthur Tress when, in the late 1960s and 70s, he created his psychoanalytic “Dream Collector” series of images, which captured children’s nightmares in terrifying detail.

anonymous asked:

What things has he done?

  • He was late for an interview
  • He was seen running shirtless in his swim trunks with his clothes and a coffee mug so he could make it to said interview
  • He was trying to support/promote Jon Bernthal as the Punisher and actually said “punish me” in a live video
  • He’s wearing that ugly cougar hat again
  • “Ya-HOOOOO”
The House of What’s Left

Summary: You had always loved Jungkook, but he never knew what he had until it was far too late. 


WARNINGS: SEXUAL SITUATIONS, CURSING, ANGST, SADNESS, TRIGGER WARNINGS


For the anon who requested this: “Angsty Jungkook scenario?? Maybe where he says he doesn’t love you anymore and you leave him, but then he feels his world is falling apart and you know?”

Writer’s note: I hate this. I hate this so much. OMFG I’m so sorry that I’m even posting this but oh well. 


For the past fifteen years, you’d loved a man named Jeon Jungkook.  For fifteen years, you were with a man you considered your soulmate. He was the one man that beat out all the rest for your affection, and in return, you were the one woman who captured his attention with just the power of your voice and the look in your eyes. You thought that he could make you happy, that one day you could have a house where children padded barefoot and squealed when you tried to give them baths.

For ten years, you’d spent your life with his ring adorning your finger. For ten years you’d kissed his cheek before work and again when you came home from your own job. For ten years you’d made dinner for him or picked it up on your way home from the office. For ten years you sat curled into his side on the couch while the two of you had your weekly movie night sessions. For ten years you wrestled with him when you decided you wanted the remote and he wasn’t willing to give it up. For ten years you laughed with him, dreamed with him, and held his hand while he cried from the emotional success of his career. For ten years, you clung to a man who had promised to love you forever and always.

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have some incomplete sketches that most likely won’t be finished

The Thunderstorm

Klaus x Reader

Requested By Anon

Part Two


The huge clap of thunder had you jumping up and attempting to muffle the small yelp that escaped your lips so as to not wake the sleeping Originals. Now alert and unable to get back to sleep, you noticed the faint sounds of someone else moving around the large house.


Wrapping the duvet around you for warmth you padded across your huge bedroom and shuffled towards the noise. You hesitated slightly, wondering if you should wake someone in case it was an intruder but when you reached the brightly lit rom you realised it was the one Klaus had commandeered for painting.

 

When you pushed the door open you found him working carefully, a landscape of New Orleans lit by midnight thunder panned on the canvas in front of him. The small yelp you made drew Klaus’ attention to you and he frowned, confusion and irritation melted into one piercing look.

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anonymous asked:

A "would involve" with being Tom Holland's gf and having a long distance relationship with him? 😘

Being Tom Holland’s girlfriend and having a long-distance relationship would involve…

  • Facetiming each other whenever you can
  • “I miss you so much, Tom.”  I miss you too, (Y/N). I can’t wait to see you.”
  • Him tagging you in his photos on Instagram so that you can see what he’s doing and how filming is going
  • Late night phone calls
  • Tweeting each other and the fans going absolutely crazy. They would all find you both completely adorable and would start shipping you like mad
  • Having a countdown on your phone which countdowns the amount of days until you see him
  • Hilarious snapchats
  • Waking up to find a good morning text from him
  • Flying out to see him sometimes and surprising him on set
  • The longest hug ever when you reconcile 

anonymous asked:

omg I loved your little winteriron drabble with merman!Bucky can you please please please write more? Maybe with the "wait in line, freakshow" or "on second thought, I dont want to know" sentence prompts if you want? thank you!!

Thank you, and sure. Here’s a little something from Steve’s point of view. 

Part 1


Steve picked up his pace, cutting through the water and swimming right in front of Bucky to impede his path. “And just where do you think you’re going?”

Bucky reeled, back-flipping through the water then righting himself. “Steve, what are you doing up so late?” He scowled. “You should be in bed. You’re still recovering from the Eels.”

“I’m trying make sure my best friend doesn’t end up in some Landers net.” Steve swished his tail in agitation. “You’re going to get caught if you keep going to the surface.”

Bucky smirked. “No one’s caught me yet.” Bucky kicked his tail and with a burst of speed, launched himself past Steve.

“Bucky!” Steve cried out and gave chase.

Steve huffed as he tried to keep with his best friend. Bucky had always been a faster swimmer. The only reason Steve had caught up before was because Bucky hadn’t been aware Steve was following him.

Steve soon lost sight of his friend and cursed. He pushed onward through the water.

Steve knew exactly where Bucky was headed.

It wasn’t long before Steve reached shallower waters. He navigated his way through the seaweed and rocks until he reached a spot in rocks where he could hide from the Landers on shore but get glimpse of the small beach Bucky liked to visit.

Steve poked his head out from the water and around the rock. His heart screamed and flung itself out of his chest.

Tony was wearing one of his strange black skins again and was wading in waist high water. He laughed as Bucky swam around him, diving in and out of the water and wrapping his tail around Tony’s legs.

It wasn’t a proper courting dance due to Bucky being limited to shallow water, but Steve recognized the dance for what it was.

Tony’s reached into the water and his fingers touched Bucky’s tail.

Bucky cooed in delight and wrapped himself around Tony. He cupped Tony’s face with one hand and looked at Tony with utter fondness.

Tony’s cheeks turned red and he swayed into Bucky’s touch.

Bucky grinned and slapped his tail onto the surface, splashing Tony before Bucky dove into the water.

“Hey!” Tony cried out and wiped at his eyes. “No fair!”

Bucky remerged right in front of Tony and kissed the tip of his nose then disappeared into the water again.

Tony straightened, his face more red than a lobster.

Steve dove into the ocean and swam toward deeper waters.

Steve cartwheeled and swam zigzag as he panicked. His best friend was courting a Lander! Had Bucky even thought this through? Besides the general danger of swimming near the surface, how did Bucky expect to maintain any relationship with Tony? How! It just didn’t make sense, and–

“Whoa, Stevie, you need to slow down. Your tail is going to split in two if you keep swimming like that.”

Steve whirled on Bucky. “Are you crazy? On second thought, don’t answer that.” Steve zipped through the water in a panic as he tried to think of what to say to his friend. “You’re courting a Lander!”

“So you saw that performance?” Bucky glanced over his shoulder and in the direction of the beach. “Not surprised. I had a feeling you would.”

“Bucky,” Steve clamped Bucky on the shoulders and looked him in the eye, “I want to support you, but what you’re doing is insane and dangerous.”

“So was riding that riptide, but we had fun.” Bucky smiled crookedly.

Steve shook his head. “This is different.”

“Come on, Steve.” Bucky swatted Steve’s hands away and put some distance between them. “Since when are you afraid of anything? We’ve out swam sharks, swam through jellyfish, and have even explored Lander ships. We are you acting like such a guppie?”

“Because Bucky…” Steve’s chest ached. He sank into the water. “I don’t want to see you get hurt when things don’t work out. Nets and fishermen’s traps aside, Tony and you are literally from two different worlds.”  

Bucky tail twitched. He once again looked over his shoulder toward the beach. “I have to go. I told Tony I’d only be gone for a little while.”

Steve sighed and bowed his head. “You’re not going to listen to me at all, are you?”

“Haven’t so far. Why start now?” Bucky flipped himself around and swam to Tony.

Steve hugged himself as he drifted alone in the ocean.

“I hope it works out in the end, even if it is unlikely.”

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