who would come and visit me

lonely sentence starters

“Long time no see! How’re you holding up?”
“You clearly weren’t expecting me.”
“I came here to help you, but if you’d rather I hadn’t, I will leave you alone again.”
“I thought I’d just stop by and see how you were doing… It’s been a while.”
“You’ve been quiet lately.”
“How are you? Honestly. Don’t give me the usual crap.”
“Why’re you sitting here all by yourself?”
“This is supposed to be a party. You are supposed to dance, not sulk.”
“Has nobody come to see you?”
“Do you want me to leave?”
“When’s the last time you went outside?”
“Do you even want to see anyone?”
“You seem lonely…”
“Don’t you have any friends?”
“I don’t mind keeping you company.”
“Do you really have this place all to yourself?”
“Maybe if you tried being nice every once in a while you would actually have people who cared about you.”
“I’d visit you more often if I had the time…”
“I am your friend. You’ve got me.”
“Are you lonely?”
———-
“I just want to be left alone.”
“I’ve been so alone.”
“You’re the first person to visit me in ages.”
“I wish you’d visit more often.”
“I’m just so sick of being alone all the time.”
“No, of course I’m not lonely.”

know what makes me cry?

in deathly hallows when harry and hermione go see james and lily’s gravestone and they see hundreds upon hundreds of messages scribbled on or around the grave that say “good luck harry!”, “here’s to the boy who lived” and others of the sort. 

they all knew harry would come to see his parents, and everyone knew that in that moment he would grieve, just like they all did. All of those hundreds of people visited james and lily’s grave, and each one of them wanted to tell harry that although he was an orphan, he was loved by so many. 

i also can’t help but think that the first message scribbled on there was “you are loved, harry” written by remus two nights after halloween. every visitor since has made their own addition over it, but if you look very closely near the bottom of the grave, you can see it. every full moon the message glows faintly. 

4

RARE PHOTOS OF YANA TOBOSO APPEARING IN PUBLIC (2017/09/16, Black Label Pop-up Store in Osaka, Japan)

According to YANA’s tweet, she was the person inside this giant Bitter Rabbit costume suit. Of course, she didn’t tell her fans about it in advance, so all these people who went to the the Black Label store thought it’s just a random staff wearing an animal suit, when in fact they were shaking hands and taking photos with Yana! xD


Yana’s tweet from 2017/09/16

Today, when I was shopping at LUCUA at about 3PM, I suddenly got swallowed by Bitter Rabbit who probably mistook me for his afternoon snack and ended up spending half a day in his stomach. After the persuasion by the staff (they were like “Haven’t I told you not to pick up and eat everything? Spit it out now!”), he eventually spitted me out in the evening though. - Toboso

When I was in Bitter Rabbit’s stomach, I could faintly hear the [visitors’] voices outside. Everyone seemed to have fun, and this made me really happy. Thank you, Bitter Rabbit! Everyone, please come visit Bitter Rabbit, too. However, this rabbit is full of curiosity, so please be careful not to get gnawed [and eaten] by him like me!  - Toboso

The Dragon and His Knight

“C’mon, Teddy, it’s time to sleep,” Harry said for about the millionth time that night.

“No! I don’t want to sleep. I want to see Draco,” Teddy responded stubbornly. The four year old crossed his arms and scowled at his godfather.

Harry sighed a long suffering sigh. “Teddy, I’m sure Draco is busy grading papers. We don’t want to interrupt him.”

“Yes we do!” Teddy said.

For the past two hours, Harry had been trying to get the little menace to go to bed, but Teddy kept insisting that he wouldn’t comply until he got to visit his cousin, Draco. Harry was reluctant to bring Teddy to Professor Malfoy’s rooming quarters for more than one reason. The first reason being that, like he said, he was sure Draco would be grading papers and would get ornery if someone interrupted his work. The second reason was that Harry had no idea where he stood with Draco after what happened yesterday. Harry hoped that he hadn’t completely ruined his and Draco’s friendship by kissing him, especially since that friendship meant so much to him.

“Please, Harry,” Teddy begged.

Harry weighed his options. On the one hand, he could refuse to bring Teddy to visit Draco, which would mean Harry would get about four hours of sleep, and probably fall asleep in the middle of a Defense Against the Dark Arts lecture tomorrow. On the other hand, if he did bring Teddy to visit Draco, he would have to see Draco, and talk to Draco, and try to hide the fact that he was incredibly, stupidly in love with Draco.

But then Teddy made the choice for Harry by screaming at the top of his lungs, “I won’t go to sleep until we see Draco!”

“Shh, Teddy,” Harry said. He hurriedly covered Teddy’s mouth with his hand. Harry was really not in the mood to get reprimanded by McGonagall for waking up the entire school. “We’ll go see Draco, okay? But we’re going to be very quiet, and we’re only going to stay for a little bit.”

“Yay!” Teddy said when Harry removed his hand. His hair changed from an angry red into a bright turquoise.

Harry led Teddy through the empty, dark halls of Hogwarts, holding him by the hand to prevent the child from sprinting ahead. When they reached the door to Draco’s room in the dungeons, Teddy said excitedly, “I’ll hide behind you, so I can surprise him!” Harry smiled at Teddy’s enthusiasm, even though he was still quite irritated with the boy.

Harry took a deep breath and then knocked on Draco’s door. He heard a muffled “fuck” on the other side of the door.

“What do you want?” Draco’s sharp voice sounded from inside.

Harry didn’t say anything, as he was afraid Draco wouldn’t open the door if he knew who it was, so he knocked again.

“For Merlin’s sake,” Draco said irritably, and the door to his quarters swung open reveal a flustered, pajama-cladden Draco. “Harry,” Draco said. He looked- and sounded -just as surprised to see Harry as Harry was to see him. Well, Harry wasn’t exactly surprised to see Draco, but he was surprised to see the state that Draco was in. His normally groomed-to-perfection blond hair was all ruffled and messed up, sticking out at awkward angles. Draco’s pajamas consisted of a white cotton t-shirt that was just tight enough to show off his lean, muscled frame, and pants with a small pattern on them that suspiciously resembled Harry’s glasses and scar. Frankly, Draco was adorable and sexy at the same time, and the sight was nearly enough to make Harry swoon.

“What the fuck are you doing here, Potter?” Draco asked, pulling Harry out of a fantasy in which he was running his fingers through Draco’s tousled hair.

“Language,” Harry replied, remembering that Teddy was also there.

“Language? Are you serious, Potter? I’ve heard you say much worse. And by the way, you didn’t answer my ques-”
Draco was cut off by Teddy abruptly jumping out from behind Harry and shouting, “Surprise!” The little boy ran towards Draco and hugged his legs. His hair was now the same platinum color of Draco’s.

“Teddy,” Draco said, shocked. He looked from Teddy to Harry, confusion in his eyes.

“Andromeda made last minute plans to go on a date and asked me to take Teddy for the night,” Harry explained, looking down at his feet to avoid eye contact. “Anyways, Teddy refused to go to bed unless he got to visit you.”

“Andromeda is dating?”

Harry laughed. That was not the question he was expecting. “I suppose so.”

“Who?” Draco asked.

“Er, I don’t know. She’s your aunt, after all. Shouldn’t you know who she’s dating?”

Draco shrugged. He smiled down at Teddy and bent down to pick him up. And, no, Harry definitely did not look at Draco’s arse when he bent down. He did not. And he certainly did not wish he could touch Draco’s arse. And when Draco lifted Teddy to rest at his hip, Harry was not admiring Draco’s arm muscles. And if he was, it was completely innocent. There was no way Harry was imagining Draco’s arms pinning Harry to a bed.

“I’m glad you came to visit me,” Draco said to Teddy with a smile.

“Me too,” Teddy said. “I wish I could live at Hogwarts and be with you and Harry all the time.”

Draco chuckled. “That would be an adventure.”

Harry was beginning to feel awkward so he said to Teddy, “Well, now that you’ve seen Draco, are you ready to go to bed?”

“No!” Teddy replied instantly, clinging to Draco. “Draco has to tell me a story first. He tells the best stories.”

Harry looked to Draco, who just grinned with a shrug. “It’s true,” Draco said. “Uh, you can come inside if you want.”

Harry’s heart immediately started being faster at the thought of being in Draco’s room. “Sure,” Harry said, careful not to sound too eager.

Draco moved to the side to let Harry in and then shut the door. Harry surveyed the room in awe. The far wall was completely made of glass, and on the other side of the glass was the green-tinted water of the Black Lake. There wasn’t much to look at, just some seaweed and and fish, but it was beautiful anyway. Teddy ran over to look out at the lake as Harry turned his attention to the furniture in the room. Draco’s bed was near the glass wall, and so were his wardrobe and trunk. More in the middle of the room was a fireplace, a sofa, and two armchairs. Harry jealously wondered who Draco invited over to sit in those armchairs. The part of the room that Harry was standing in seemed to be Draco’s personal potions lab. There was a desk covered in papers, and a long table with a cauldron and many potions ingredients on it.

“What do you think?” Draco suddenly asked. Somehow he had ended up standing right next to Harry.

Harry shivered at the close proximity and answered honestly, “It’s nice.”

Draco seemed pleased. He smiled and even blushed a little. “Thanks. Guess I should give Teddy that story now.”

Harry nodded. He watched Draco walk over to Teddy and silently admired the elegance in Draco’s movements.


Five minutes later, Harry and Draco were settled in the armchairs and Teddy was nestled between a thick layer of blankets and the soft cushions of Draco’s sofa. Draco was deep in a story about a beautiful silver dragon that was being hunted down by the people in a nearby kingdom, because the dragon was thought to be dangerous.

“The people had no way of knowing that the dragon was really a handsome prince that had been cursed to be a dragon until he met his true love,” Draco was saying. Teddy looked at his cousin with reverence, hanging onto his every word. Draco didn’t notice that Harry was doing the same. “So the king chose one of his knights, the most brave and noble one, to go find the dragon and slay it.”

Teddy gasped. “No,” he whispered.

“The knight did as he was told and left for the mountains, where the Dragon was hiding.”

“Did he kill the dragon?” Teddy asked impatiently.

“Well, when he found the dragon, it was asleep. The knight was ready to kill it, he had his sword posed to strike, but then the dragon opened its eyes. And guess what happened when the knight looked into the dragon’s eyes?”

“The dragon turned back into a prince,” Harry answered automatically.

Draco looked at Harry amusedly. “I was asking Teddy.”

“Oh, of course.”

“Anyway,” Draco continued. “The dragon was suddenly enveloped in a magical, blinding light. When the light was gone, the knight was astonished to find that there was no more dragon. Instead, there was a man. It was the prince, but he didn’t have a crown, or any fancy robes, so the knight thought he was just a commoner. Since the knight was noble, he helped the prince nonetheless and promised to take him to the kingdom. As the two traveled to the kingdom, they became very close and began to fall in love. It wasn’t until they arrived at the kingdom that the prince revealed the truth about himself and the curse that could only be broken by true love. The knight and the prince got married the next day and lived happily ever after.” Draco was whispering by the end of the story, because Teddy had begun to fall asleep.

Harry smiled at Draco. He liked the story, and he especially liked the dragon. Draco saw Harry’s smile and he returned it before getting up and gesturing for Harry to follow him. Draco led Harry to his office, which was connected to his room by a short passageway.

“Thanks for telling Teddy that story,” Harry said once the two of them had made themselves comfortable in the office- Draco in his leather chair, and Harry sitting on Draco’s desk with his legs hanging off the edge.

“No problem. I can keep him for the rest of the night if you want,” Draco offered.

“You don’t have-”

“No, it’s fine. I want to.”

“Okay,” Harry agreed.

There was a beat of silence.

“I feel li-”

“I like your pajama pants,” Harry said, cutting off Draco, because he wasn’t ready for rejection yet.

Draco’s face went pink. “They were a gift,” he disclosed.

“Right,” Harry said. He smirked and Draco’s blush increased.

“Pansy thinks she’s bloody hilarious,” Draco muttered irritably.

“Kudos to Pansy for selecting such a great gift.”

Draco rolled his eyes.

More silence.

“We need to talk,” Draco said.

Harry exhaled deeply. No more pretending then. “I know.”

“You kissed me. Why?”

Tell him it was a mistake, tell him you didn’t mean it, tell him you want to forget it ever happened, screamed a voice in Harry’s head. But Harry was tired of lying to Draco, and to himself. He summoned all of his Gryffindor courage and confessed, “Because I like you. I really, really like you, and I’ve wanted to kiss you everyday for almost a year now. And yesterday I just couldn’t stop myself. You were standing there, rambling about your new potion, and you were so excited and passionate and I felt like my heart was exploding.”

Draco stared at Harry like his whole world had been turned upside down.


The next morning…

When Andromeda came by Hogwarts to pick up her grandson and found Harry’s room empty, she knew the next logical place to look was Draco’s room. But when she arrived at Draco’s room, what happened next was not at all logical. Because little Teddy was the one to greet her at the door.

“Where are Draco and Harry, sweetheart?” she asked the small boy.

“In bed,” Teddy answered like it was obvious.

Andromeda’s heart nearly stopped. If Draco and Harry had finally gotten together, she was thrilled, but she was appalled to think that the two of them would be doing things while Teddy was in the room.

She stalked over to Draco’s bed and was relieved to find that Draco and Harry were fully clothed. Draco was leaning against the headboard as he slept, and Harry’s head rested peacefully in his lap. A book entitled The Dragon and His Knight lie on the bedside table.

“Are Draco and Harry true loves?” Teddy asked his grandmother.

Andromeda smiled. “I think so.”
“Are they gonna live happily forever after?”

“Of course they are. That’s what true loves do, isn’t it?”

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inglês/english 
  1. talents: sleeping 

  2. i didn’t choose the boob life, the boob life chose me.

  3. this semester isn’t done but i sure am 

  4. never tell a fangirl to calm down. it won’t work 

  5. i dont know whats emptier, my bank account or my love life 

  6. if you eat enough pizza it tastes like love 

  7. im 900% ready for summer vacation 

  8. please don’t waste good pizza on bad people 

  9. i just want to sleep forever because dealing with people is annoying as hell 

  10. 2010 me would literally be terrified of 2015 me and I love it 

  11. why be moody when u can shake dat booty am i right ladies 

  12. quick tip: fuck off 

  13. i wish i had dora’s parents they let that bitch go everywhere 

  14. never trust anyone who can bite an ice cream without flinching that shit’s not natural 

  15. i wish I had a pair of skinny genes 

  16. still not exactly sure what studying is 

  17. when I die, I want my grave to have free wifi so people will come visit more often 

  18. “don’t be sad” ok im better now thank u 

  19. my parents don’t realize that i am perfectly happy avoiding humanity 

  20. why are u such a little bitch 

  21. why is every girl my age 1000% prettier than me 

  22. love me back 

  23. everyone is stupid except me

  24. stu(dying) 

  25. if im weird around u that means im comfortable around u 

  26. ur a lil bitch 

  27. im always hungry 

  28. dont be a dick 

  29. i want to sleep for like 30 hours 

  30. i have too many shows to watch maybe i should drop out of school 

  31. i got 99 problems but I’m gonna take a nap and ignore them all 

  32. I’m so cute why am I not dating anyone 

  33. baby girl please don’t trust these fuckboys 

  34. wear black and be gold.

  35. you can tell a lot by listening to a girl’s favorite song 

  36. who needs april’s fools when ur life is a joke 

  37. sorry mom, i only have a virtual life

  38. sarcasm is my only defense 

  39. I think I might actually be dead

  40. i dont argue, i explain why im right 

  41. 50 shades of tired 

  42. just imagine how great life would be if pizza made u skinny 

  43. i say idk a lot but trust me i be knowing

  44. can u lose weight by running away from ur feelings 

  45. dropping out of school to become a princess

  46. apparently, when you treat people the same way they treat you they get offended 

  47. me and my mom gossip about u 

  48. 420% good vibes
português/portuguese
  1. miga não força

  2. sou meio vagabunda mas sou uma boa pessoa 

  3. prefiro morrer do que perder a vida

  4. meça suas intimidades parça

  5. sua mãe pode até te amar mas eu não

  6. miga deixa jesus fazer a obra na tua vida

  7. o twitter pergunta o que ta acontecendo eu começo chora 

  8. isso fofa come mais chocolate continua comendo vai explode logo

  9. seu cu agr é meu

  10. quero voltar pro útero da minha mãe

  11. (✿◠‿◠) minha cara de quem se importa

  12. olha só onde estou parece q o jogo mudou n é msm

  13. vc está louca querida 

  14. vai com calma viado a senhora tem um cu só

  15. olhando pro nada pensando deus me mata 

  16. toma aqui as vírgulas que eu não faço questão de usar ,,,,,,,, 

  17. vc já caga pelo cu não precisa cagar pela boca

  18. miga seje menas otaria 

  19. vc que me seguiu fofa agr aguenta

  20. meu sonho eh ser uma diva pop 

  21. vc atingiu 100% do seu limite diário de ser otaria

  22. sєjє мєησs ρυтα 

  23. a solidão me fez fã de series 

  24. 420% paz e amor

  25. lembre-se que: não sou obrigada a te seguir de volta

  26. bebendo as lagrimas das inimigas 

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Voltron Headcanons~

-Lance used to make really shitty, low quality videos with his siblings and posted them on youtube.
*They had like 40 subscribers and they were all family members except for Hunk.
*When Lance became a paladin he started recording himself talking about his day every day so his family wouldn’t miss anything even if he never went back.
*The only one who knows he does this is Pidge, because she accidentally heard him when she was in the vents.


-Pidge is ALWAYS in the vents. She thinks they’re very useful in battle and to get information.
*She wanted to get back at Hunk for reading her diary.
*She’s still crafting her plan.
*She has some good blackmail material, tho:
~Shiro’s eyeliner actually takes about two hours to get right, that’s why he always wakes up first.
~Keith spends an hour looking at himself in the mirror and trying to fix his hair every time Lance insults it.
~Lance actually likes Keith’s hair (see: Lance talking to himself and recording it).
~Allura spends all the time she’s in her room doing weird poses on the bed and she falls at least three times per day.
~Hunk has nightmares with Iverson and will wake up screaming not to fail Lance again.

*She hasn’t been able to find anything about Coran, though.


-Keith is lactose intolerant.
*Which means he’ll eat as much dairy as he’s physically able to in space.
*Pidge thinks it’s funny. Lance has an ongoing migraine.


-They have inside jokes.
*The goo is hot and burns Hunk: “Goo, I can’t believe you would do this to me. We had a BONDING MOMENT. I CRADLED YOU IN MY ARMS.”
*Pidge and Shiro will randomly shout: “YOU KNOW YOU LOVE THOSE PEAS, DAD. "The rest of the team is very confused.
*Pidge: VOLTRON DRINKING GAME! You drink every time someone rejects Lance. Keith: Pidge, do you actually want to die? Lance screeching in the distance.
*Allura actually asked what the quiznak a British was when Pidge commented on it. Lance hasn’t stopped laughing yet.


-Hunk’s cooking abilities come from his moms, who owned a family restaurant in their hometown.
*When Lance went to visit and first ate their food he cried.
*Similar reaction to Hunk’s when he visited Lance’s family.
*The day those families get together it’ll be madness. (Hunk: Delicious madness).


-Keith and Pidge are best friends.
*They first bonded over their beef with the Galra.
*Then about being sad with no family.
*Then about how annoying Lance was.
*By the time Keith started talking about Lance more than to say he was annoying, Pidge was too invested to ignore him.
*If she has to hear one more line on Lance’s eyes she’ll murder someone, though.
*She’s tired.


-Pidge goes by both binary and non-binary pronouns.
*She doesn’t care.
*He doesn’t care.
*They don’t care.
*She’ll fucking fight you if you assume based on stereotypes.
*Someone: but you look like a boy! Pidge, wearing a "feminine” outfit: Bitch, you thought!


-Shiro loves reading.
*His favourite book is Pride and Prejudice.
*He owns a copy that looks like it’s been run over by a truck.
*Keith once tried to convince him to replace it and that was the first day he feared for his life.


-Talking about books, favourite books:
*Lance’s favourite book is The Fault in Our Stars.
~Try to talk badly about it and he’ll fight you.
~If you make a reference to it, he will cry.
~“Maybe Voltron will be our always.” “DAMN IT, PIDGE!”

*Hunk’s favourite book is a cooking book his mom got for him when he was like 8.
~He’s not much of a reader unless it has to do with cooking and or engineering.
~If he does read, he likes fantasy and romance.
~Him and Lance have cried over many fictional things over the years.

*Pidge’s favourite book is The Art of Being Normal.
~She doesn’t think the story is perfect, but it made her feel a lot of things.
~She’s also partial to sci-fi. Asimov is her god.

*Keith is a Harry Potter boy.
~He didn’t have many books in the shack.
~He’s reread them more times that he can count.
~“What do you MEAN you haven’t watched the Harry Potter movies?” “Why watch the movies when you can READ THE BOOKS?”

*Allura’s favourite is the Altean equivalent of Romeo and Juliet.
~She likes that they all die at the end.
~“They deserve it. Idiots.” “Allura, no…”

*Coran’s favourite book is the Universal Encyclopedia.
~He’s working to get Earth included because he finds humans fascinating.
~“So you just… take them in your house? Aren’t they wild animals?” “They’re just dogs.” “Incredible.”


-Lance remembers the bonding moment.
*He just said he didn’t because he was bitter Keith didn’t remember him.
*It keeps him up at night.
*“I’m such an idiot.”


-Keith remembers Lance from the Garrison.
*He didn’t at first because he was still in shock from Shiro.
*It also keeps him up at night.
*“Lance is such an idiot.”

Unlike Him

With your brother Archie and dad out of the house, you invite over Jughead. Quickly you let out your feelings for him, which leads to sex. But afterwards it seems that Jughead had changed his mind. In the following weeks you realize something, something that may change both of your lives.

Part 2

Part 3

Warning: Smut

This is my first Riverdale imagine. Sorry if it’s bad I haven’t written in a long time. Let me know if you guys like it and if you want a part 2!

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With the recent murders in my hometown of Riverdale I felt uncomfortable as I tried falling asleep with my brother, Archie, and dad gone, visiting my mom in Chicago (a trip with I happily opted out of).  So I called the only person I knew who would make me feel safe.

  Soon enough I heard a knock on the front door. Running down stairs, I opened up the door to Jughead. Pulling him into a hug, I thanked him for coming. We made our way up to my bedroom, both laying down on the bed, turning on the TV, to see what was on.

    After a while of trying to find something good on TV, I moved from my position with my head on Jugheads chest to siting up.

  “I am so bored,” I whined to him. “There is nothing on this stupid TV and there’s nothing to do.”

Jughead laughed, “Of course there isn’t, it’s 1 am.”

With that I let out a sigh, dramatically falling onto Jugheads, still laying body.  Finally an idea came to me. This might just be the perfect time to make my move. The move where I finally let Jughead know I’ve had a crush on him since the 3rd grade, when he told me I could play with Archie and him, even though Archie tried kicking me out… my knight in shining armor.  I tried getting over it, I really did. He was my brother’s best friend, and a matter of fact my best friend too, I couldn’t ruin I and make everything awkward. I made myself do all the things to try to get as far away from him as possible; I even went as far as to join the River Vixens Freshman year. But I guess it was hopeless. I could barely keep my eyes off him tonight, due to his shirtless body, his excuse being that it was “too hot”.  I just wanted to pounce.  

  I finally realized Jughead had been trying to get my attention, but I had just been staring of into space. Well I needed to tell him, I decided. However, I had my fingers crossed that he felt the same way.  

Still on top of him, I sat up, making it so that I was straddling him, then I began to speak, “Jughead, I, uh, I need to tell you something. Just let me talk and then you can tell me how you feel. I- I’ve been in love you since the 3rd grade. I’ve tried to push these feelings down, I really have, but I just can’t. I just couldn’t keep this from you any longer. I completely understand if you don’t feel that way. Just tell me and I’ll never mention it to you again. I-,” suddenly you were cut off.

Jughead had leaned up and kissed me. I basked in the feeling of his warm lips on mine, however it did not last as long as I would have liked.

“That’s a yes, I like you too,” he responded.

Smiling we kissed again, with Jughead suddenly flipping us over, making it so he was on top.  After that he put his hands on my waist, slowly raising them under my shirt, as mine made their way to his neck. Our kiss became more intense, our lips battling one another over dominance, but I already knew it was a losing battle. His lips slowing moved to my neck, sucking on it, leaving what I am sure would be clearly visible hickeys. Once he reached a certain spot, I couldn’t hold in the noises anymore, letting out a moan. I could feel Jughead smirking against my skin, and it seemed my noises pushed him further and he quickly, separated himself to take my shirt off, thankfully he was already shirtless.

As we began to kiss again, I realized that even though this was slightly awkward, Jughead clearly knew what he was doing and ourbodys seemed to fit perfectly together. I could feel his hard on against your leg growing, which just made me want him more, causing to begin to grind up into him, causing him to let a barely there moan. Quickly he began to take off my bra, and move his lips down to my nipples. He focus on sucking the right when, as his hand moved to the other. He made quick work of going back and forth until finally he seemed to have enough. Separating himself from me he began to talk of my pants, and I started to undo his belt buckle. He made quick work of my pants, standing up and pulling the all the way off my legs, along with my panties. Quickly doing the same to his jeans and boxers afterwards.

  Lying back on top of me, he began to kiss me again. Slowly his hands worked their way down my body. Once he reached my core he looked up into my eyes checking to see if I was okay with this. I quickly nodded; I was dying to feel something. Slowly he began to put one, then two in, moving the slowly in and out. I could tell he was teasing me, from the smug grin on his face, listening to my desperate moans.

Finally having enough of his teasing I begged him, “Please, faster.”

  Thankfully, having mercy on me he began to speed up. Keeping up the pace, I started getting close to my orgasm, but suddenly he stop. Despite my anger of not being allowed to cum, I knew what he was going to do which made it all better.

  Jughead looked up at me, while he lined himself up to my core and slowly began to push in. God, was he big, I wasn’t a virgin, but I had definitely never been with a guy who had as much as he did, causing it to slightly hurt as he pushed himself in. I grabbed onto his biceps, digging crevices with my nails as he finally was all the way in. After a second he slowly began moving in and out, creating a natural rhythm.

I could see he was restraining himself from going as fast as he wanted to, just so he could make sure I was comfortable first, “It’s ok, you can go faster.”

After my words he became ramping up his pace. As he began to hit just the spot I cried out, moving my hands to his scratch his back. He clearly got the message, he just that place as fast and hard as he could. He wanted to make sure I came before he did, so he moved his hand down to by clit, quickly rubbing it.

Before I knew it I was there, moaning out his name. A seconds after I came, he also did too.  As he pulled out, he rolled off, pulling me into his arms. It was already late, and with such a workout, we both quickly feel asleep.

I awoke to Jughead, getting out of bed and beginning to get dressed. I looked at my clock seeing that it was only 4 am, I wondered where he was going.

Sitting up I asked, “Leaving so soon, where are you going? It’s still dark out.”

  I seemed to have surprised him and he quickly turned to me, with a look on his face I couldn’t quite make out.

“I, um, I need to leave. Us… This was a mistake, it never should have happened. I’m sorry,” he quickly spoke, trying to avoid looking in my eyes.

Tears started coming to my eyes. How could he say that? I thought he felt the same way. This was Jughead, were talking about, he wasn’t one ot say something then take it back.

“Th-that’s not true. You said you liked me too,” I began.

“Yes it is, I completely regret this happening. Now I have to go. I’ll see you at school or something” he said and with that he was out the door.

How could this happen? I quickly called the only 2 people I could think of.

Soon enough Betty and Veronica arrived. I quickly told them what had happened through my tears. Veronica, being who she is threatened to make him regret every being born, making me laugh. For the rest of that night that was there goal, making me laugh and realize I am better without him.

At lunch a few weeks later, Veronica, Betty, Kevin, and me were all sitting outside the school at our usually picnic table. We had been talking about boys again. So of course Jughead came up. We were all still baffled by the fact that he acted the way he did.

“Well at least he wore a condom, so you can’t have his evil demon spawn,” Kevin said trying to lighten to mood.

Everyone burst out laughing, except for me. He did wear a condom… didn’t he?  I tried thinking back to that night. I quickly realized that I had no condoms, in my room and unless Jughead was just carrying one around with him, it meant that he hadn’t worn one. As soon as that realization came to me, I quickly sat up beginning to sprint into the school, running past both my brother and Jughead, who were headed to the table.

At the table everyone looked around, with Kevin saying, “I thought it was funny, I wasn’t trying to hurt her feeling.”

Quickly the two girls thought about it and realized there was a reason I was running, and it wasn’t because Kevin hurt my feeling. Suddenly they jumped up too, running after me.

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things mickey milkovich did for ian gallager:
-gave him kash’s gun back
-stopped robbing the kash and grab
-met him at the kash and grab when he was upset
-got shot bc his ex was a jealous lunatic
-shared cigarettes and beer w him
-didn’t kill his dad even though it put mickey’s own life in grave danger
-beat up anyone who he was sleeping w
-“missed ya”
-helped him intimidate a pedophile
-waited on him before starting to run from the cops
-helped him train for ROTC
-helped him rob a house
-kissed him just because he asked for it
-got shot AGAIN
-let him stay at mickey’s house when he was in a group home
-made him pizza rolls
-had a movie and beer date night
-jumped on terry’s back to protect him
-got pistol whipped
-got raped
-“just because im getting hitched doesn’t mean we can’t still bang”
-got married to protect them both
-tried to talk him out of joining the army
-cried for him
-hunted him down in a gay club
-“if you don’t wanna hang out with me, that’s fine”
-told him to call his family
-BROUGHT HIM HOME
-helped him sober up
-went looking for him after svetlana chased him out
-sucked his dick whenever he asked
-made him coffee
-gave him money for breakfast
-contributed to the gallagher household
-“he’s fucking family”
-“he’s staying here. he’s staying with me.”
-stopped him from killing someone
-helped him frame that pastor
-CAME OUT FOR HIM IN FRONT OF THE MAN WHO WOULD KILL MICKEY FOR IT
-tried to get him to get help
-“im worried about you. i love you.”
-visited him in the hospital
-“sorry im late”
-“he’s got me”
-“take your meds bitch”
-agreed to take him on a date
-fought an army guard and only stopped when they drew their guns
-TRIED TO KILL THE PERSON WHO RATTED HIM OUT
-talked to the army so he could come home and not go to prison
-ran a hundred miles an hour to his house when he called and said he was home
-went to prison
-got a tattoo of his name
-broke out of prison just to be with him


things ian gallagher did for mickey milkovich:
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-???
-brought him pain and suffering
-??????

Has anyone talked about a Zimbits The Proposal AU yet? Because I have some thoughts.

  • I had a really hard time working out who should be Margaret and who should be Andrew, as tbh it could work both ways, but I decided it fit better with Jack as Margaret and Bitty as Andrew so for this au unfortunately the Zimmermanns have to be dead, but apart from that it’s fine.
  • Jack is high-flying [insert appropriate job here - photographer? still a publisher?] and Bitty is his long-suffering assistant.
  • Jack is known as the robot in the office due to his lack of emotions and apparent ability to work till ungodly hours of the day without stopping, something he expects of everyone else around him. He also doesn’t seem to have a life outside of work.
  • Jack is from Canada. Jack ignored his visa limitations and went out of the country for a business deal. Jack is about to be deported.
  • Bitty, meanwhile, had been looking forward to finally seeing his extended family at his moo-maw’s 90th birthday, but is now stuck complaining to his mother about his evil slave-driving boss, and how he’ll be stuck as Jack’s assistant forever at this rate.
  • When Jack asks him to be his fake fiancé, Bitty wants to say no, but the prospect of a promotion is too much to pass up. So he agrees, on the condition that Jack comes down to Georgia to visit Bitty’s family with him.
  • “Why would I need to know what you’re allergic to?”
    “Because that’s the kind of thing couples who are about to get married should probably know about each other?”
    “Like you know so much about me.”
    “I know you like PB&Js, what your coffee order is and that it has way too much sugar in it, your dry-cleaning specifications, and everything you’re allergic to; so yes, you do need to know that, I’m afraid.
    “What am I allergic to then?”
    “Pine nuts and the full spectrum of human emotion.”
  • Bitty’s massive family is overwhelming for Jack, who’s been by himself a long time.
  • Everything is too hot and Jack hates it.
  • Bitty and his dad don’t get on too well, because Bitty didn’t want to take on the family business. 
  • Bitty’s family make them kiss and it’s awkward as hell until it isn’t, and who knew it could be that good?
  • THERE’S ONLY ONE BED IN THE ROOM AND WOOPS THEY HAVE TO SHARE.
  • Jack’s not used to so many people being nice to him, especially Bitty’s mother and grandmother. They persuade the two to get married that weekend. In a barn? For some reason?
  • Bitty has some really great friends from college who come for the wedding. Jack likes them.
  • Jack’s not overly fond of Bitty’s ex, though, who’s sniffing around despite Bitty being fake engaged. To Jack.
  • Everything is still too hot.
  • Jack is starting to get used to Bitty calling him honey and sweetheart and he thinks he likes it.
  • Bitty is starting to get used to Jack’s smile, which had almost knocked him flat on his ass the first time he saw it. Jack should smile more often.
  • The problem is that, now Jack’s met Bitty’s family, he can’t quite bring himself to go on with this charade. Bitty’s family deserved better than this sham of a wedding. Bitty deserves better. 
  • So Jack leaves, and Bitty spills everything to his family, who tell him to go after Jack. 
  • He catches him at the airport.

anonymous asked:

Just stay with me: marichat?

Marinette huddled under her blanket, her hands clutched around a mug of steaming tea to help fight off the cold. 

She didn’t want to go inside. 

She had thought she had seen the worst of it. She had faced down so many akumas. She had fought against her best friend with barely a flinch of hesitation, knowing that she could do what needed to be done and that everything would be alright. She thought there was nothing she couldn’t handle. 

She had never thought she might have to fight her own mother. 

Marinette huddled further into the corner of her terrace. 

They had been victorious of course. Cleansing the akuma and restoring the city to rights. But while the superficial damage may have been repaired, the emotional damage was taking a toll that Marinette had never realized was possible until it struck at the heart of her own family. 

The attack last night had been all over the news. They always were. The first time the footage aired that morning Marinette had watched in horror as her usually indomitable mother had burst into tear, shutting herself in the bedroom and leaving a silent Tom and Marinette to finish the morning preparation. The normally bustling bakery had been a ghost town, and even though Marinette was off from school her father had told her there was little she could help with and to go enjoy her day off since there wasn’t much to be done.

Alya had insisted that this was normal and would die down in a day or two, sending Marinette several links to articles and interviews she had done on the subject. It didn’t do much to lift Marinette’s spirits, but she couldn’t help but feel an awed sense of pride at the incredible dedication her friend had towards her site.  

Sabine had of course eventually recovered after a few hours. Coming down and joining Tom in the empty shop, but in spite of her attempts to act as though everything was fine, the general atmosphere was sullen. Tom had ultimately retreated to the kitchen to take his frustrations out on a new bread recipe he had wanted to try, and Marinette had retreated to her balcony. 

She felt like a failure. 

She kept seeing the image of her mother- twisted and transformed into one of Hawkmoths minions, glaring at her lunging forward to rob her of her Miraculous. 

It had been by far one of her worst fights. Her mind had been unable to focus, instead racing with questions and wondering if she could have stopped this. 

Thank God for Chat. He had immediately registered her distress and more than picked up the slack, taking the lead for a change. He had forsaken his habitual good humored flirting and managed the battle with a quiet, efficient intensity that she would not have expected from her usually exuberant partner.

It had been over in a matter of minutes, one of their shorter battles if she was being honest. But it had somehow felt like an eternity, and she had barely been able to get through the traditional fist bump before fleeing the scene so that no one would see her burst into tears. 

Now here she was, huddled helplessly against the wind, her face stained with tears that had been falling on and off for the last few hours, ashamed to go inside. 

She heard the sound of footfalls on the roof and looked up expecting to see her father. Instead she was met with the concerned green eyes of her partner. 

“Chat… what are you doing here?” she asked fighting the urge to attempt to straighten up her appearance. 

“I like to check up on the victims after the attacks,” he said collapsing his baton and stowing it behind his back. 

“I wasn’t the victim.” 

“I know. I already spoke to your mother down in the bakery.”

“Oh,” Marinette said, surprised, “How…” she trailed off. 

“She’ll be ok,” Chat said coming to sit down beside her. “She was blaming herself for something she had no control over.” He gave Marinette an assessing glance. “Seems to be a trait with the Cheng women I see.” 

She laughed softly then scooted closer and dropped her head against his shoulder. Too tired and too heartsick to care that she was untransformed and therefore shouldn’t be showing this level of familiarity.

Chat’s eyes widened slightly in surprise but he made no effort to stop her, only adjusting slightly so they fit together in a more comfortable angle. 

“I didn’t know you did this,” she said quietly. 

“Did what?”

“Visited with the victims. It’s very kind of you.” 

“No one should have to go through something like this alone,” he said, “pain is worse if you don’t talk to anyone about it. It can change you, leave you broken. Even hurt the people around you.” 

“You sound like you have some experience on the subject.” 

“I might.” 

She nodded slightly and took a small sip of her tea. “Do you talk to all of the victims?” she asked curiously. 

“No, not all of them. Some of them don’t need it, I’ll go to check in on them and they will already be on the road to recovery. Your friend Alya for example. She had her own ways of coping.” 

“You should have talked to her anyways. You know she would have adored getting a personal visit from Chat Noir.”

“You know in retrospect you are right,” he said with a small smile. “Next time I’m on patrol I’ll make a point of letting her catch me for an interview. Unless you want to make my life easier and just help with a set up?” 

“She’s coming over for a sleepover tomorrow night,” Marinette said feeling warmer for the first time all day.

“I’ll be sure to coincidentally land on your balcony during my rounds. Say around 9:00?” 

Marinette smiled. 

“So, who was the most difficult person for you to talk to?” she asked. 

Chat thought for a moment, his brow furrowing in concentration. 

“Probably the little girl, the one who stole all your dolls, remember?” 

“You talked to Manon?” 

“Yeah, that one was rough. Not gonna lie I went home that night and put together a Hawkmoth dart board. Might have gotten a little carried away. Even stabbed the thing with a fencing sword if you can believe it.” 

Marinette laughed, pressing closer against her partner and he wrapped an arm around her. 

“That’s actually kind of fantastic,” she said, “Do you still have it?” 

“Nah, my father made me take it down. I think it freaked him out that I was violently lashing out what most of Paris thinks of as some unknown mystical super being.” 

“What do you think of him as?” 

“Exactly what he is- some guy in a suit who thinks its ok to terrorize innocent people for his own selfish gain. He might have powers but he’s just an ordinary man.” 

“Like you are?” she said, looking up at him and for the first time desperately wishing she could know the boy behind the mask. 

“Exactly.” 

They sat in silence for a few minutes, Marinette sipping on her tea without really tasting it and Chat rubbing his hand idly up and down her arm over the blanket. 

“Why did you come to talk to me?” Marinette asked at last. 

“Because you looked like you needed a friend,” he replied. 

“I do,” she admitted, hating the pricking of tears she could feel returning to her eyes, “I really do.” 

“Is there anything I can do for you princess?” he asked tenderly, wrapping his other arm around her and pulling her in close. 

“Just stay with me.” 


Look I did angst!!!! Part of my 4 word prompt drabbles. Not taking on new ones atm just finishing the ones I have. 

Touka: Wipe off the coffee.
Kaneki: …Got it.

Kaneki takes a sip from his remaining coffee.

Touka: So, what?
Kaneki: (What could be the meaning behind that question… Someone help me…)
Touka: You look like a dead man.
Touka: The only here who thinks that it would be great if you died…
Touka: Is you so…

Touka closes her eyes and faces Kaneki.

Touka: When the time comes, I’ll let you do it.

Kaneki gets flustered.

Kaneki: …Uh.
Kaneki: (What is she saying…?)
Kaneki: (So in other words… Touka-chan… and me…?!)

Kaneki: (In the first place, Touka-chan is… I should stop…)

Kaneki: Y-you’re putting on an indecent face. That’s not good, you should treasure it.

Touka: There’s one more thing I wanted to ask.
Kaneki: …What is it?

Touka: During the time you were a Dove. You visited by yourself once in a while right?
Touka: Sitting down then opening a book. But…

Haise is seen reading ‘Delicious Coffee’.

Haise: Ohh… The 'no’ character hmm…

Touka: And you looked at me.
Touka: To me, those eyes were very familiar.

Touka: It was the same eyes you had when you looked at Rize.

Kaneki: …

A voice repeats in Kaneki’s head.
“I thought she was beautiful.”

Touka: …Was I wrong?

Kaneki covers his face with his hand.

Kaneki: Haise…
Kaneki: I… acted like an idiot.

Touka: How about me who was happy about it, does it make more of an idiot?

EXO Reaction when they are  your guardian angel and fall in love with you

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Chanyeol:

*He’d appear in your dreams. They would be so confusing and leave a strange feeling but slowly you’ll start to look forward to them* “Do you know… they aren’t dreams but us meeting in another dimension… do you know… how much I love you?”

Kris:

*He would be in pain, because no matter how much he wants, you can’t see him. So he would be waiting for a miracle, not to save you but to save himself* “Why… why can you see me? You are not supposed to see your guardian angel… why… why are you smiling at me? Aren’t you… scared?”

Sehun:

*He’d take a human world and watch over you like that. He knows he risks a lot, you’d probably think he’s stalking you but for him… knowing you are aware of his existence is enough* “I wonder… is she going to sit with me today? She’s walking this way… why am I feeling like this… why does she make me wish I could held her close”

Tao:

*He’d slowly approach you. He’d never hide who he is but he wouldn’t say how he feels. He’d want you to fall for him on your own and not get mixed feelings by knowing he had fallen in love with you* “I can come back to visit you tomorrow if you want… like this I mean… in a human form… I would love to come”

Kai:

*You’d probably catch him watching you in your sleep. Sitting next to you as he sings you a lullaby. You wouldn’t feel afraid though, because you had heard that song since you were a kid. You had always known someone out there loved you, even if you couldn’t see him*

Xiumin:

*He’d always crave for your touch, for one glance coming from you. But he knows he can’t, he’s afraid he’d me assigned to someone else because of his feelings. So he would carry his love in silent, until one day he decides to break rules and fight for you* “I love you… I don’t care if I lose my wings.. I love you. You are everything to me”

Baekhyun:

*Though, being your guardian angel is kinda his job, he would never feel burdened by it. He loves doing it, he smiles while being with you, he does everything he can so you notice he’s there. But he doesn’t know why, he doesn’t know that his light comes from you and you’d probably realize it sooner than him. Because he shines so much you are actually able to see him but you are waiting for him to say something*

Luhan:

*Sometimes he’d be frustrated, frustrated you are so close and yet so far. Seeing you everyday is not enough anymore, he wants to be your all just like you are his* “Would you love me? If I were a normal boy? Would you love me… if I showed up at your door with wings on my back?”

Chen:

*Sometimes, when he’s too sad you’d be able to feel him, see him even. You’d be able to hear him call your name. And one day you’d call his, because just like him, you want to be with that boy that seems to be there always for you*

Kyungsoo:

*No one ever thought that the most disciplined angel would fall for his human. No one ever thought that someone would be able to take that heart of his. He never thought it would happen and it’s driving him mad. He wants to be with you but he also knows he has a duty. But don’t think he won’t find a solution to be with you, to give you his love*

Lay:

*He’d be so proud of his human, he’d be so happy just with knowing you are okay. His eyes would shine whenever he hears your name but he would try to stay as your guardian angel and nothing else. But even when he watches you all the time, he seemed to not notice that you’ve been looking for a way to meet him. Because you feel it, something next to you, something really strong* “I never thought.. you’d be the one finding me… I never thought you’d be the one fighting for me”

Suho:

*He’d be happy everyday, watching over you. Form him just being able to be there by your side even if you can’t see him, is enough* “Maybe one day.. maybe one day you’ll realize there’s someone watching over you”

[Masterlist] [Guideline]

HOLY SHIT

THE FROG.

THIS FUCKING FROG.

I just realised what it is and what it DOES. So ever since this panel happened, it’s been on the back of my mind, and now that the comic is over and I’ve done theories on the Metastuck and found the Apotheosis and Creation Myth theory which is to me the perfect explanation of all things Homestuck, THIS fucking thing still held the one plot thread I couldn’t explain with Alternate timelines, and that seemed a bit too Deus Ex Machina for me to actually enjoy much. “Oh, the last frog? Echidna just helped me remember it was not in the Medium! It was back at my island!” Why. Why would it be back at her island?

And yesterday when I talked to a friend about the ending, I realised. It’s Game Design. Now hear me, I quote from the comic itself:

PCG: WHAT.
?GG: oh right
?GG: where the last frog is!
?GG: or was…
?GG: the thing is
?GG: the frog we need is nowhere to be found in the medium
?GG: it was on earth!
?GG: but only very briefly
?GG: it was when i was young
?GG: before i woke up on prospit
?GG: i had begun sleep walking

?GG: both on the island and on the moon
?GG: and in my dream it was very bright
?GG: i saw something in the light
?GG: i couldnt tell what it was so i got closer

[…]

?GG: later my grandpa made a robot for me to help me with my sleep walking
?GG: it could do all the walking while i stayed safe in bed!
?GG: it could also record my dreams
?GG: i am sure he always knew my dreams were going to be special
?GG: i suspect he knew it before i was even born

That’s it. the hint has been there all along. This was when Jade started sleepwalking, and that is not just a coincidence. This is the thing that caused the Sleepwalking in the first place. The ‘Seed’ shape glowing in the middle of Prospit, that bright light, has always symbolised a Game Construct, something the game does. Be it the place from which the Temple emerges, the lily time capsule storing people and items within, that’s the main symbol of SBURB that says it’s a mechanic of the game. Now, to explain this I have to take Kanaya, the other Space Player, as an example:

GA: I Woke Up A Long Time Ago
GA: I Had Trouble Sleeping When I Was Young
GA: The Sunlight Was Unnaturally Invigorating To Me I Guess
GA: My Lusus Could Do Nothing To Help
GA: And When I Was Supposed To Be In My Cocoon I Would Often Wander Out To The Desert
GA: Where One Day I Was Visited By A Stranger Who Dressed And Spoke In White
GA: He Put Me To Sleep And I Awoke On Prospit

GA: Where I Have Dreamed Ever Since
GA: He Said He Was My Guardian
GA: And Though He Visited Rarely I Did Regard Him As That
GA: Then Later He Stopped Coming
GA: In Time I Began To Believe He Was A Figment Of My Mind
GA: Like An Imaginary Friend To Give Me Reassurance When I Needed It
GA: But Then While Playing Our Game I Learned He Was Real
GA: He Had Spoken To Others From Our Party
GA: And Had Been Manipulating Us All To Advance His Schemes
GA: It Was Saddening To Learn My Fortuitous Awakening Had Been The Product Of A Nefarious Ploy
GA: Youre Lucky That Your Awakening Probably Had No Such Entanglements
GG: jeez, i hope not…
GA: But I Guess Its Only A Minor Contamination Of Something Otherwise Great
GA: I Was Allowed To See What Skaia Would Show Me
GA: And To Prepare For Dangers Ahead And Try To Protect People

Of course, one could argue it was Bec who allowed Jade to wake up in Prospit, but she spent her entire life with her dog, and it was only after the Frog Event and Jadebot’s construction that she actually woke up there. So everything hints to the fact that the Final Frog is the Trigger that wakes up Space Players in Prospit. Kanaya didn’t need it, because Doc Scratch woke her up. Doc Scratch manipulated others to his whims, so the fact he only visited her a few times and then disappears means he had little interest in what he could get from Kanaya. Which bid the question to me, what did he want from her in such short time?

The Frog is what he wanted. He zapped himself on Alternia, and woke Kanaya up, thus making sure she didn’t wake up the proper way. He became the trigger of her awakening, making it so that Kanaya never saw this Final Frog in the past, and didn’t remember in the future, causing the Universe to be incomplete, cancerous.

In a normal SBURB Session, SBURB will ensure retroactively the Last Frog needed is sent to the past, near the Space Player, as a means of making them interact with a Game Construct and wake up in Prospit. Getting the Final Frog to make the Universe adds the need to search through Time as well as through Space. Doc Scratch preemptively woke Kanaya up in Prospit, saying he was her Guardian, with the explicit purpose of sabotaging the creation of a healthy Frog, and causing a chain reaction that ended in the combined Session that spawned a new Universe Frog, from which Lord English himself would be born.

Fucking. Hell.

anonymous asked:

I really like your Villain!Deku HC!!! Can you do more, maybe NSFW ones. or anything really :3

(Trust me, I got more where that came from! Here! Have a formal banquet AU!)

  • Though Deku doesn’t normally go out a lot, he does attend formal events if it comes down to attendance being mandatory. These sorts of formal events are underground villain banquets, where villains from all across the globe visit to show off their accomplishments along with recruiting any young villains in training.
    • Quite honestly, the only reason Deku attends despite not wanting to, is because of the drinks and the women who would show off what sort of power they and their villain guilds hold. Deku isn’t much of a ladies man, but he does have the suave confidence to seduce any sort of information he can out of them.
      • The sort of information he asks for is what sort of power certain villains in other guilds have, and their locations. The reason for this, is so he could later destroy or experiment on them in the future. It’s all for the…’notes’.
  • The way he seduces women is fairly easy to him. He always keeps his confidence in check and watches his words carefully while also ‘thin slicing’ any sort of happenings around them that could’ve lead them to villainy. He finds it a bore how the reason is something he considers ‘petty’.
    • “I can see it in your eyes…you had issues in your past before running away from home my lady…” *grows a tiny, charming smile* “I can’t imagine how someone as lovely as you could live through so much pain…your mother dying in a hospital after you were born, and your father being a horrible man…tainting you and your beauty with his awful infection called his touch…” *takes her hand and gives her knuckles a soft kiss* “A beauty..no…a gem like you should be loved by the world…”
      • Meanwhile in Deku’s head: ‘Tch. What a fucking easy out.’
  • Though he does hold respect towards women, he dislikes women who are weak minded, has no resolve, or is weak in physical strength. The personality he could give less of a shit about.
    • To the ladies who had dealt with their fair share of his charm, they call him “The Devil in Angel’s Clothing”.
  • Deku is a hell of a lot smarter than when he was a hero in training. In fact, he considers himself more clever and daring. After all, before anything happens, he’s always one step ahead, and even takes the time to sort through anything he’s missed before taking any rash chances.
    • Deku’s quite the gambler. He treats life like a game, and choices like a gamble where he places his bets.
      • He even gambled several times during his stay in the Villain banquets and he wins every single time. His secret? He cheats and rigs it. It still amazes him how they’ve never caught him or even considered that the villains who play could rig the system of each game.
  • It’s a bit of a rarity for Deku to find a lady he considers ‘special’, but when he does, he wants to spend every second with her for the rest of the night.
    • It’s extremely rare for Deku to lead a woman away to spend a one night stand with her. Mainly because he doesn’t want to raise a future villain that holds his genetics.
  • There are moments in the banquet where you can sing up on stage, perform your talents that no one acknowledged, show off your powers, and even slow dance on the dance floor. It’s a way of showcasing yourself to help you gain more recognition throughout the world.
    • Deku always take these chances whenever he feels is necessary. And whenever he has gained enough confidence. At one point, he saw a few villains showing off their talents, so whenever he feels it, he may as well take part in it.
      • He mostly just stays on the dance floor dancing with women who accepts his offered invitation. His swift and slow moves and his gentle holds on them are what helps him get the information so much easier than using just his words and confidence alone. Put those four things together, and he instantly has them melting in his arms.
  • He sells out the information he learned to his league as soon as they leave. And boy, does it feel so good to stab em in the back. Especially when it comes to breaking promises to the women he seduced.
Nurse Damon

Originally posted by theeskyisthelimit

Damon x Reader


You wailed and plopped your head on your arms. Elena, Caroline and Bonnie were staring at you, you could feel their stares seeping into you and had you felt well enough you would have sat back up and pretended to be fine.

“I told her she was too ill!” Caroline stage whispered to the others who muttered to each other and before you realised it you had been traipsed off to the nurse’s office.

“My parents aren’t home.” You grumbled groggily, unsure if anyone was still in the room with you as you lay down.

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Going back to Raven’s Roost didn’t hurt as much as he’d thought it might. It was easier to rebuild when the whole world was rebuilding.

It was still hard. He cried the first time he saw the ruins, and then he wiped the tears from his eyes and broke ground.

He helped with the construction team that stabilized the remaining pillars, that cleared out the rubble and made sure everything he built would be on firm foundations. It was the first time he’d had firm foundations in over a hundred years. There was something satisfying about driving the first strut deep into the ground, about having strong earth beneath him and the work of his hands around him as he built himself a home.

When he first went back, he wasn’t quite sure what he was planning to do there. He moved all the equipment from his Pocket Workshop out into one of the rooms and sat on his bench and stared at it, turning his favorite whittling knife over and over in his hands.

He couldn’t go back to woodworking. Not full time. Even if he gave it a different name, trying to build furniture here would wear him down, press him in his own memories like a vice. He couldn’t stop woodworking either, but it was relegated to the evenings. He gave his work away–to his friends, to his neighbors, to anyone who needed a carved duck or a fine chair.

Johann came before the idea for the Hammer and Tails. He was already a few years old before Magnus adopted him–still srpy, but with a speckling of grey around his muzzle. (Taako balked when he first visited. “Did they run out of puppies?” he asked, levitating away from the dog’s enthusiastic greeting, and Magnus didn’t understand the concern in the elf’s face until years later when he started finding grey in his own hair and Taako’s face went sorrowful when he thought Magnus wasn’t looking).

When Magnus came up with the name for the Hammer and Tails, he laughed. Julia would have laughed too, her face lighting up and showing off the chipped tooth she’d gotten in a wrestling match with the blacksmith’s daughter. For a moment he paused, wondering if it had been a bad idea to come back. Then he thought about how Carey would probably laugh with him too, so he sat down and wrote her a letter and told her to visit whenever she was in the neighbourhood. She and Killian showed up two weeks later.

He filled in his life with his school, with his friendships. All the IPRE crew had an ongoing contest over who could spoil Merle’s kids the most, and although Lup always won Magnus put in a good show. Angus stayed with him during the school holidays and next Candlenights he handed Magnus an inexpertly-carved wooden duck. “Carey gave me secret lessons,” Angus said. “I told her I could probably just ask you to teach me but she seemed very excited about the secrecy aspect. I know you gave me that knife and I just thought I should … know how to use it.” Magnus hugged him and put the duck in pride of place on his mantlepiece, along with the Taako Brand postcards his itinerant friends sent him and a few of Lucretia’s smaller paintings.

Raven’s Roost regrew, slowly but steadily. People from the surrounding fields came back to build and set up shop. Soon Merle’s children weren’t the only ones Magnus was honorary uncle to. After a few years, Magnus went from being the Local Hero to the man known for his dogs and his rib-cracking hugs. A steady stream of visitors stopped at his house on official business from the Bureau of Benevolence and both the continent’s most prominent magic schools, and sometimes groups of children in Xtreme Teen Adventures! t-shirts would come to study with him and learn about strength. The sight of Magnus laughing as a gaggle of teens teamed up to pull him down onto the grass outside his house was common enough that his neighbors had long ago stopped remarking on it.

He was happy. And he stayed happy, for a long, long time.

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“Did you mean it?” said Julia, after Magnus finished telling her the story of everything she’d missed.

“Mean what?”

“That you were sorry to keep me waiting.”

“I mean …” Magnus fumbled for words, and Julia laughed. He could see her chipped tooth and he could feel her hands tight around his. He squeezed, and she squeezed back.

“I missed you,” he said. “I missed you so much. So in that sense, yes, I meant it with everything I have, but … on the other hand … I wouldn’t want to have missed any of that. So … I’m sorry that you had to wait, but I’m not sorry I lived long enough that you had to.”

Julia smiled.

“Good,” she said, and hugged him so tight she lifted him off the ground.

Made of Skin and Bones

Originally posted by caps-bucky

(not my gifs!)

Pairing: Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Warnings: Language, A/B/O dynamics

Summary: Due to the premature death of the King of your clan, his son, the alpha James Barnes, must assume his destiny and lead his people. As the tradition commands, he must choose some worthy omegas to make their his wives and with which he will ensure the subsistence of your clan. All the omega women are obliged to appear before their king, including you. Luckily for you, you would never be chosen… right?

Tags: at the end. ARE NOW CLOSED (sorry guys) I wrote them again one by one I really hope this time they work


8. Fire with fire

You rub your face stretching beneath the soft sunlight that is diminished by the curtain that James has conveniently run closed. A strong feeling of optimism wants to make it’s way in your brain but you resist to let the emotions control you. Yes, it is true that James has marked you as his and that has helped you to overcome your heat but… you have not talked about anything yet and his neck is still intact. There’s no real difference in your current situation than the deal you made with him about your fake marriage. Your heart hurts a little at that thought.

Cutting your thoughts the door opens suddenly and you smile at the figure of James

- Hey… - but then you realize that something is wrong

He, far from returning the smile, closes the door behind him and stands next to its frame.

- Get dressed and come with me - it’s the only thing he tells you

- What? Why? - instinctively you take the sheet to your chest 

- When you dress come outside, you have a visitor - and with that he leaves the room leaving you with the mouth open and the heart pounding fast

What??

In less than a minute you put your clothes on and meet with James in the hall, he just starts walking, taking for granted that you will follow him.

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idasofiaalmina  asked:

Ok but real question tho, is there a specific way you should eat pizza in Italy? Like I know the swirly swirly thing for spaghetti but I'm not as sure when I comes to pizza? What are the pizza sins?

Okay so, first of all, you should know that pizzas in other parts of Italy that aren’t Naples are going to be really bad pizzas, which is sad because most tourists probably don’t know or realise that…

That being said, one of the most terrible pizza sins is eating it using a knife and fork. Etiquette be damned, Pizza was made to be eaten with your hands! You’re only allowed to use your cutlery to cut the pizza into slices (triangles starting from the centre); the actual eating happens with your hands! I would like to stress again that you have to cut your pizza into slices. Like this:

My ex-boyfriend (who was British) used to literally cut holes in the pizza and I honestly felt so uncomfortable… So don’t do that. You don’t want to look like some sort of uncultured Neanderthal visiting the city..

I’m attaching a cute Neapolitan video just because.

EDIT: @hemidemisplemmyquaver reminded me (thank you Ben)! This is fundamental, oh my God (this comes so naturally to me that I forgot to mention it): once you cut a slice, you pick it up (with your hands) and then FOLD IT IN HALF. Happy cronching!