word of god!

“How can I say your name without
Also breathing the words
My god, I found you’"

So basically, I’ve been reading CrushingOnSans’s oneshots on AO3, and now ufxut Sans is my otp

Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.

Ephesians 6:13

After Thought

God will empower you to stand your ground as evil increases. Stubbornness is a virtue when confronting wickedness.~ Pastor Bob Barnett

Dating Hyungwon Would Include

IS THIS THE TIME TO SAY I’LL OPEN REQUESTS TO MONSTA X? this has been a long time coming for sure. <3

also, this homie has been ruining me and it’s not fair :/

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‘Listen to me,’ cried Syme with extraordinary emphasis. 'Shall I tell you the secret of the whole world? It is that we have only known the back of the world. We see everything from behind, and it looks brutal. That is not a tree, but the back if a tree. That is not a cloud, but the back of a cloud. Cannot you see that everything is stooping and hiding a face? If we could only get around in front -’
—  The Man Who Was Thursday, GK Chesterton

anonymous asked:

Prompt: quickie

Don’t say I didn’t warn you about the amount of smutty requests I’m getting.

“Alright sweetheart, we got five minutes but ya gotta make this quick,” Daryl drawled as sucked down on her neck, slamming the pantry door shut with his foot.

Carol rolled her eyes in the back of her head for effect, faking being turned on by his words, “god I love it when you talk dirty to me.”

He bit down on her neck for her use of sass, “shut the fuck up.” 

It came out muffled against her skin, his voice sending vibrations through her body.

“Yes boss,” she chuckled back, her nimble fingers working on his shirt buttons. 

“We’re so gonna get caught,” he murmured as he took the shell of her ear in his mouth, caressing it seductively with his tongue.

“Shut the fuck up,” Carol threw his own words back at him through a moan, pulling back briefly to rip her top off, coming back to push his shirt off his shoulders.

“No bra?” he asked a accusing brow raised, “I think ya planned this.” 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she mumbled as his mouth closed around a nipple, moulding his hands at her soft flesh, squeezing and stroking until he elicited the moan from her he wanted.

His hands went down to her waistband, slipping his tongue in her mouth as he pushed the loose trousers down.

He stopped suddenly at the feel of interrupted smooth skin.

Pulling back he gazed at her naked body, confirming his suspicions that she also had no panties on.

“Oh ya so fuckin’ planned this,” he growled, wasting no time in cupping her heat with his hand a overly loud yelp escaping her.

“I might have,” she purred, grinding into his palm as her own hand slipped under the waist band of his trousers, finding his situation to be quite similar.

“Think you’ve contradicted yourself here Dixon,” she groaned, losing herself quickly to his hand that was playing her like a fine tuned instrument. 

He brought her face back to his own, pulling down on her lip with his sharp teeth as he slipped two fingers into her. 

“Hm that maybe but unlike you, I ran out of boxers, what’s your excuse? You’ve been absolutely filthy lately,” he growled as he added yet another finger in her.

“Ah- fuck- Daryl-” she yelled out.

“Sh sh shh,” he moaned against her lips in an attempt to hush her loud moans.

He curled his fingers further inside her, stroking her walls with tantalisingly slow movements.

“The fuck-” she choked out, trying (and failing) to be quiet, “thought you said we had to be quick.”

“Just lettin’ the tension build darlin’, wanna make ya work for it,” he replied huskily as Carol continue to squeeze his dick, coming down in long swift pulls.

“Don’t toy with me Daryl,” she begged, taking in a sharp breath as his palm pressed against her clit.

“Alright alright,” he said, knowing if she carried on the way she was harshly tugging on his cock it may be over even quicker than it should be.

He boldly grasped her hips, turning her around pushing down on her back till she was laying across a unstable looking, mostly empty, shelf. 

“Spread ya legs for me,” he drawled, using his hand to pry open her thighs. 

“Fuck you’re romantic,” she laughed curtly.

“Mhmm,” is all he replied as he took his dick, letting it trail down her ass before it came down to tease her folds all the way up to her clit.

She hissed in response, thrusting her hips back and forth to build more friction between them.

He watched her work herself against his cock for a minute, smiling at how quickly she was coming apart.

He leant forward to wrap an arm around her waist, making her stand up enough so he could press a kiss just below her ear as he pressed into her entrance. She took him easily inch by inch until his pelvis was flush with her ass.

He stood her up further until her back was pressed against his chest, driving his erection deeper in her with the new angle.

“Jesus- fuckkk,” she whined grinding back against him. 

He thrust steadily into her, reaching a hand around to play with her clit rotating it in time with her grinding, speeding it up as she did.

“Oh god,” she was insanely loud now, clasping a hand over her own mouth to stop the sound, the other hand curling around the back of his neck, clutching at the dampness there. 

He grunted as he picked up his pace, driving himself up until he brushed her cervix, the warmth surrounding him making him fall apart quicker by the second.

“Come on baby,” he growled into her ear, pressing down her on her clit harder and faster making her throw her head back against his shoulder.

She was a steady stream of quick moans now, getting faster (and louder) as she reached her peak.

He could feel the insides of her clench him almost painfully as she finally gave in to her release. Her orgasm ripped through with such force that she threw herself back forward, slamming her ass against his pelvis as she rode out her high, groaning so loud anyone home would definitely have heard her. 

The change in angles again made Daryl spill his load before he even realised it was going to happen.

“Fuck!” he yelled, well now they’d know who she was having sex with.

He bucked weakly into her until he was spent, draping himself across her back as all the tension in his body left him.

Reluctantly he pulled out of her, making her whine at the loss causing him to chuckle as he picked their clothes off the ground.

As they finished changing, Carol pulled him toward her, a loving look in her eye as she pulled him down for a deep kiss, a kiss that caused his dick to stir again. 

“Jesus woman,” he muttered, Carol smirking at him knowing exactly what she’d done, “I’m gonna be needin’ a round two of that real soon.”

“Maybe when people aren’t home would be nice.”

Daryl’s stomach dropped at Rick’s voice talking to them in passing as his footsteps went towards the kitchen. Well fuck, that was him living in the pantry for the rest of his miserable days. 

As we all know, all skating routines in Yuri on Ice have their own meaning and are crucial to understanding the characters and to their development. In this post, I’d like to talk about the meaning of Yuuri’s Free Skate program in episode 9 and how it relates to the rest of the episode because it’s actually really important to the rest of the episode and also because… well, let’s just say the actual meaning of the events we’ve seen might just be sadder than what we initially thought.

This will be a long post so I shall welcome you under the cut and I leave you with these two screenshots deliberately placed together so as to pique your interest.

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