you know what you were about to say

okay but can we talk about 13:13 in the london day in the life video, where dan says, “does it offend you or make you sad that today’s kids won’t even know what word art was?” followed by the fondest little grin?

like i feel like they have these moments all the time. moments of shared reminiscence, of times when they look back on their lives and moments of childhood that they may not have shared but were still connected by popular culture and the things that all children seem to know about. it happens in little bursts just like this, fond domestic conversations that remind them of just how grateful they are to have each other. they probably talk about things like this all the time and we’ll never know. we’ll never know so many domestic anecdotes, like dan making phil cereal when he wakes up late or phil bringing up some weird childhood story that dan uses as new fuel for teasing. we only know a tiny, minuscule part of their lives and that honestly kills me sometimes. don’t get me wrong, i of course respect their privacy, but i think we all wish we could be a fly on the wall of their london flat for just one day to see all the simple domestic things they get up to. i know i do.


why the fuck can’t I stop dreaming about you? a stranger i fell in love with. someone i never knew anything about. someone i still found ways to love in all the uncharted. all the unknown.


there is no easy way to say it. i guess i knew this would happen. that we would get to a day where the distance between us was something we were both tired of trying to overcome. i just never envisioned it being this way. ending like this.


a lot of the time i’m not sure what to tell them about you. you know, when they ask. something less than a boyfriend. but a lover that pressed hands against skin. something holy. not always a good place to be in.


even though you really hurt me, when i hear the news, i learn how to be happy about it. so you finally learned how to love something. and I finally learned how to love you from here, far away, from a place that only ever knows how to wish you well.


i don’t know that there’s much to say about you. or about us. we shared small moments. yet important ones. and i loved you. and although you did not, i have the certainty that if i died today, you’d show up to the funeral. that has to count for something.

anonymous asked:

C: werecat mc and werewolf searan having a talk about how he should feel bad about the whole mint eye thing and that she forgives him and she isnt afried of him?

Oh the feels!

Werewolf AU

“What’s up with Saeran today?” MC asked Yoosung. They were in the kitchen, both getting something to drink.

“What do you mean?” Yoosung tried to evade the question. He was not good at hiding things.

MC cocked her eyebrow and pulled him back when he tried to walk away. “Oh no you don’t, you know what’s going on, spill.”

“It’s…it’s not for me to say…” he looked down and away.

“Does it have something to do with me?” she asked, worried that she had done something to upset Saeran.

Yoosung shrugged noncommittedly.

“Did I do something?” she asked.

His head snapped up, “Oh, no, no, it isn’t anything like that, honest. Just…ahhh…just, ask him. Ok? I’ll go keep Saeyoung company while you two talk.” He kissed her cheek and walked away.

MC set her glass down and headed to the back yard where Saeran sat on one of the wicker benches, knees under his chin, arms wrapped around his legs. He spent most of his time outside. She sat next to him. He didn’t move, just kept watching the lazy clouds move across the sky.

“Hey.” She said.

He turned his head towards her, laying his cheek on his knees. “Hey.” He replied.

“Is there…something you need to tell me?” she asked hesitantly.

He dropped his legs and turned towards her. A questioning look on his face.

“It’s just, well, it seems like you’ve been avoiding me lately. Have I done something I shouldn’t have?” she lowered her head, afraid of what he might say.

He reached out to her, grasping her hands in his. “No, of course not! You’ve been nothing but kind to me. I’m not sure Saeyoung and I could have gotten through everything without you. And, well, if you hadn’t pushed me to admit my feelings for Yoosung, I would probably still be pining away for him.” He laughed lightheartedly.

“Then what is it?”

“I…I don’t deserve your kindness.” This time it was Saeran who lowered his head, he felt ashamed.

“What are you talking about?” she prodded, not letting him release her hands.

“After everything I put you through. I set you up in that apartment and tried to use you to hurt the RFA. When that didn’t work, I tried to kidnap you and force you to join Magenta. I can never atone for those actions. You are such a kind and sweet and giving person. You didn’t deserve to be used. How can you stand to even look at me?” His tone was crushing to MC’s heart. He was in pain, even now, after all this time, and after everything that they had become to each other, he still felt guilt about the beginning.

She enfolded him into her arms. “Sometimes you can be as much of an idiot as your brother, you know that?”

“You don’t have to be cruel.” he pouted, his face buried in her shoulder. But he grasped her around the waist and held on like his life depended on it. She laughed into his hair.

“I know what your intentions were then Saeran. But they are not the same now, and you were a different person, someone whose life had been stolen. You weren’t in your right mind. Even so, how can I hate you when you made it possible for me to meet Saeyoung? Had it not been for you, we wouldn’t have the family we have now. You would still be with Mint Eye, trying to undermine the RFA. Saeyoung would still be stuck in a nightmare of his own making. And Yoosung, well, Yoosung would still be lamenting the fact that he doesn’t have a girlfriend and may never have known that his true mate didn’t have breasts.” That got a guffaw from Saeran who pulled away from her, tears still in his eyes.

“Do you really forgive me?” he asked, emotion dripping with every word.

“Of course I do! I did as soon as I knew you were Saeyoung’s brother. You’re my family and I love you! Please don’t ever feel guilty about the way things happened. What we have gone through has brought us to this point. And I happen to love this point. Saeyoung, you, and Yoosung, not to mention the RFA. You are valued by us all! Of course, I think Jaehee just wants to study you, but, there is value in that!” she smiled and Saeran returned it.

“Yeah, she texts me every once in a while, and tries to get me to transform for her. Maybe I’ll do it, just to get her to stop.” He grinned the hugged MC tight.

“I love you MC.” MC was surprised by the expression, he had never said anything like that to her, or Saeyoung, not like this. He pulled away quickly and stood up, mumbling something about Yoosung. He headed back into the house, leaving her stunned.

Werewolf AU

anonymous asked:

So I know you were talking about makeup earlier, and I was wondering if you/any of your followers had any suggestions for what concealer/method works best for covering dark circles? Especially for South Asian/brown girls?

For concealers I would suggest maybelline age rewind eraser/lumi touch (I use these the most), ysl touche eclat, nars creamy concealer, or cover fx cream concealer. I’d say that the first 3 I mentioned are more of brighteners if you want that look. The last 2 however are more neutralizing and are made to blend in with your skin tone. These concealers come in various shades as well.

I would apply them in a v shape or dot them along the lining of the dark parts & use a makeup sponge to blend them in. Ur fingers work too! “Baking” your under eyes by setting it with loose translucent powder seems to hide them as well. Skincare products are a great way to treat dark under eyes, they won’t necessarily go away since a lot of it is genes but they do give a nice lift and it’s always good to invest in them. My fav is the Mario Badescu eye cream. Anything with retinoid is good since it helps the skin look less transparent. If there’s a Korean or Japanese or Pan Asian grocery store near you, check to see if they have a beauty section because a lot of paper eye masks from there are meant to brighten the eyes and treat dark circles, plus they’re usually inexpensive. Putting chilled green tea bags under your eyes for about 10 mins also relieve dark circles.

I can’t say I’m an expert but if there’s any Brown/South Asian person reading this and would like to help anon out, please reply :)

jinmin run bts ep 15

Sorry if I’m late to the party, but seriously, if people start hating on Jin because of a joke (that he freaking apologized for), Imma make some head roll. All those hypocrite, fake “ARMYs” talking sh*t about him like they’re “The Bias Avengers” better shut up. You’re not Bangtan’s family or friends, not even an acquaintance, you’re just a fan. So don’t pretend to know them well enough to say what hurts them or who and attack other members for a joke between them. Where were y'all when members made fun of Jin??? Nowhere, because then you suddenly remembered what a joke means!

We are all aware of Jiminie’s insecurities about his weight, and are sad that he still doesn’t feel comfortable with his gorgeous physique. And like I said, I’m not that pretentious to think I know Bangtan well enough, but I’m guessing that the members know the limits of joking around among them, and even if they do cross the line, I’m sure they’ll do whatever is needed to make things right between them.

Since the very beginning, Seokjin has been constantly supportive, encouraging and loving towards the other members, and does whatever he can to be close with the maknae line, to a point where they feel comfortable enough to bully him (jokingly, I KNOW). Y'all already sleeping on this beautiful (inside and out) human being, now you’re gonna start hating on him too? Seriously  fake fans.

(If this sh*t becomes news on all those gossip sites, I’m gonna see red…)  

Just to be clear: this post is directed towards fans who talk sh*t about Jin, and NOT all of Jimin’s stans, because I know not all are like this.

anonymous asked:

I just recently realized I might be non binary now after 26 years. I was thinking back on my childhood and how I used to be a "tom boy" and how some children now, like Jazz for example, felt like another gender and were allowed to transition. I don't feel like a boy completely now, but I definitely don't feel like a girl completely either. I'm really unsure where to start figuring out what I might be in the non binary umbrella and I feel like maybe I don't know enough about being NB to say I am

You don’t need to be an expert on nonbinary to be nonbinary! That’s the beautiful thing. Yes, you need a basic understanding, but you don’t need to understand every identity under the sun, because I’m not sure that’s even possible. I’ve been identifying as nonbinary for two and a half years now, and I’m still learning new things every day. 

As for figuring out what you are, it’s okay just to have the broad “nonbinary” label. No one can fault you for that. If you want to try to find a more specific label, I suggest just looking up lists and examples of some of the genders out there. There’s so many! There might be one out there that fits you perfectly. [Here’s] a list for you.

anonymous asked:

if you were to have children, what would you name them?

I haven’t seriously thought about having children, but I have thought seriously about names LOL! In keeping with typical Filipino tradition, I’d probably keep the RLD initials, and I’ve always liked the name Reyna (I know, so cliché) and Luzviminda (also typical, I know), but it would be such a dreamy name! It practically says, Queen of the Philippines, amirite????

I’ve always liked the names Lourdes (yeah, I know 🙄) and Roxy, but idk, I just like names that seem badass??? And I grew up watching all the Filipino teleseryes, so that’s where I’ve heard a lot of their names lol. I haven’t thought of more gender neutral names, which I probably should. It would probably have to have Ray in it, so we could match obvi 💁🏻

im just flat out blocking everybody who brings up elder abuse on that post at this point 

elder abuse is a real and terrible thing but you know damn well OP did not mean adult children, and you know damn well that is not what people usually mean when they talk about parents being “scared” of their kids  

don’t believe me? go in the notes and start tallying up all the bullshit you find people saying about teenagers beating up their parents because theyre just spoiled and didnt get enough “discipline” when they were little (something that literally never happens). and you also know damn well what those people mean by “discipline”, too 

randomrainbowslushy  asked:

Ok Prince. I'm going to tell you something. And I want you to listen to me. When you were still under the M!A, and all the anons were all fighting you. They went to Anx to tell him what was happening. And do you know what he said? He said "no, don't hurt prince." Because he cares about you. Sure, you frightened him. But he still cares about you. I say, that when Anx is awake, you should go talk to him. Sort this out. He'll understand. He'll just be a little... jumpy.

When I was trying to hurt him anxiety was worried about me. Anxiety should have been worried about himself and getting away from me what if I had actually hurt him?! I will talk to him as soon as I can


i understand. you found paradise in tumblr. you had some good posts, you made a good blog, the blacklist protected you and the tags were plentiful. you didn’t need a friend like me. but now you come to me and you say “outofcontextarthur, they’re not monkeys, muffy was a hippo”. but you don’t ask with respect. you don’t offer friendship. you don’t even think to call me godfather. instead, you come into my blog on the day my daughter is to be married and y

my opinion on twenty one pilots 

  1. amelia earhart - first woman to fly across the atlantic ocean solo, i mean if that’s not badass what is 
  2. charles lindbergh - apparently his nicknames were slim, lucky lindy, and the lone eagle i guess that’s cool 
  3. bessie coleman - first black woman and first native american woman to hold a pilot’s license, also badass, a cool gal 
  4. jacqueline cochran - apparently one of the most gifted racing pilots of her generations, that’s rad
  5. bob hoover - it doesn’t say much about him but he’s wearing a cool hat in his photo, i approve
  6. louis bleriot - this dude has a big mustache
  7. buzz aldrin - you know him, you love him, good ol’ buzz
  8. steve fossett - first person to fly non-stop around the world in a balloon, i commend him 
  9. chelsey sullenburger - a true icon of our generation
  10. jeane yeager - the first non-stop, non-refueled flight around the world in the rutan voyager aircraft apparently? that’s sweet
  11. glenn curtiss - apparently he started as a bicycle racer, and was like you know what, let’s try out planes. this dude has ambition and i can respect that 
  12. hanna reitsch - germany’s most famous test pilot and a nazi, not cool
  13. dick rutan - apparently flew the same flight with jeane yeager yet the plane was named after him, rude. don’t like him and his name seems made up
  14. harriet quimby - first woman to gain a pilot’s license in the us and again, has a cool hat. idk what it is but pilot’s sure do like their hats 
  15. antoine de saint-exupéry - a rich french dude, i know nothing else about him
  16. dogulas bader - idk but he’s smoking a pipe in photo tho so obvious he’s going for some kind of look 
  17. wiley post - first pilot to fly around the world, like one day he just decided to do it, i mean good job i guess but i would not do that 
  18. howard hughes - a business man and owner of hughes aircraft company? apparently he had a lot of money?
  19. richard e. byrd - no personal feelings on this guy from the 5 seconds i spend researching the topic 
  20. raymonde de loche - she seems cool i like her
  21. amy johnson - john travolta was before her in google but i’m not putting him on this list, she’s got the typical aviator glasses on in the photo and seems cool. i like her

and thus concludes my opinion on twenty one pilots

Sherlock and John,

I’m so, so sorry about what happened to you.

I know you couldn’t control it - someone else has got the keys to 221B for a while, as they’re so utterly fond of saying - and you were merely props in a game of privileged boyhood whimsy.

You deserve better than that.

This series we could barely recognise you at times and only saw glimpses of you in others. Your relationship, your friendship, your love for each other was dimmed in favour of rugs too quickly set up beneath our feet before being pulled in fits of righteous self-indulgence. The depths of you, prodded so gently before, were left to sour in service to thin plotting and tonal missteps, of rushed redemption arcs and easy jokes rather than clever growth.

You deserve better than that.

Luckily, you’ve gotten better too.

We have been here - and we still are here - to right these wrongs. We have done and we will do; we will celebrate your love: talk about it, write about it, sing about it, draw it, investigate it, confirm it, champion it.

And someday, if we’re very very lucky, fund it.

But for now, all we can do is point out where others have gone wrong. Point out the injustices done to storytelling, the injustices done to those who’ve loved you these many years, and the injustices done to the little seeds of truth embedded in the parchment that first captured who you both Really Are over 130 years ago.

Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, we will find you again beneath our fingers. See you at the tips of our pens.


Your Fans

This won’t get out of my head

Scene:  A bar in National City.  The room is dark, and somewhat dingy.  Country Music is playing, coming from an ancient Jukebox in the corner.  The room is filled with Supervillains.

A man bursts into the room holding a cell phone aloft.  “Good news guys!” he shouts.  The various supervillains look up from what they are doing.  “I’ve uncovered Supergirl’s secret identity!”

The supervillains continue to look at the man for a few moments, then turn back to what they were doing.  A few shake their head.  The man looks around confused, until the bartender waves him over.

“What’s the deal?” the man asks.

“Yeah, look,” the bartender says.  “Everyone knows about Kara.”

“What?  Then why not go after her?”

“Cause everyone in here will kill you in increasingly horrible ways if you harm a single hair on that girl’s head.”


“Look, see that guy over there?  That’s Victor Fries.  He used to be called Mr. Freeze.  Fought batman for ages.  Came to National City, and instead of fighting him, Kara got him some kind of alien medicine that fixed him and his wife both right up.  These days, he only comes in here to play chess with Harvey Dent.”

“Two Face?”

“Dude, harsh.  Besides, Kara got him on his meds, and apparently knows a really good plastic surgeon who fixed up the acid scars.”


“See that guy in the corner?”

“The one in the coveralls?”

“Yeah.  They called him the Plumber.  He’d use his job to case places, and then rob them.  Kara caught him, and put him in jail.”

“Well then-”

“When his mother’s hot water heater burst, Kara flew over to her house, dried up all the water with her head vision, and replaced the hot water heater.”

“What about him?”

“Kara talked the warden into letting her take him to visit his dad in the hospital.  Flew him there personally.”


“The one with the white hair?”


“She’s married to the brunette that’s sitting with her.  They met trying to kill Supergirl and Cat Grant.  Supergirl officiated their wedding.”

The man sighed.  “Well, at least I also know who the Flash is.”

“Dude, seriously, don’t fuck with Barry Allen.  You do not need that kind of hurt.”

“I hear he’s not that tough.”

“Dude, who said anything about him.  His rogues will rip you apart.”


What I really love about Feyre and Rhys’s love story is that it wasn’t a cheap shot. It wasn’t a “choose who you love more” love triangle.

Even right down to their first meeting was intentional and had a story behind it. It wasn’t a “Oh yes, I met you by chance and now I’m in love you” love story.

Rhys has loved Feyre for 3 years, even if she didn’t return the feelings at first. They got to actually know each other and become friends before mating. Rhys gave Feyre the safety and peace she needed to heal before they were officially together.

Feysand is honestly just the most awesome YA power couple that I’ve had the pleasure of reading about. There was always an explanation behind every one of their stories. Sarah didn’t write it as “I am the author, so what I say goes.” No, she actually explained their relationship and made it believable with back stories and character development.

I just love it so much.

Here’s Trump’s Actual Answer To A Question About Anti-Semitism In The US
  • Question: Mr. President, since your election campaign and even after your victory, we’ve seen a sharp rise in anti-Semitic incidents across the United States. And I wonder what you say to those among the Jewish community in the States and in Israel and maybe around the world, who believe and feel that your administration is playing with xenophobia and maybe racist tones?
  • Trump: Well, I just want to say that we are, you know, very honored by the victory that we had. 306 electoral college votes. We were not supposed to crack 220. You know that, right? There was no way to 221 but then they said there’s no way to 270. And there’s tremendous enthusiasm out there. I will say that we are going to have peace in this country. We are going to stop crime in this country. We are going to do everything within our power to stop long simmering racism and every other thing that’s going on. Because a lot of bad things have been taking place over a long period of time. I think one of the reasons I won the election is because we have a very, very divided nation. Very divided and hopefully, I’ll be able to do something about that. And I — you know, something that was very important to me.
  • As far as people, Jewish people — so many friends, a daughter who happens to be here right now. A son-in-law, and three beautiful grandchildren. I think that you’re going to see a lot of different United States of America over the next three, four, or eight years. I think a lot of good things are happening and you’re going to see a lot of love. You’re going to see a lot of love. Okay? Thank you.
Dating Sirius Black Would Include...

Originally posted by marauderseraimagines

~ You would probably meet because James & Remus slipped some Amortentia into his pumpkin juice at dinner because they were tired of listening to him talk about you and Sirius would be all over you for the rest of the night

~ The next day Sirius would apologize and you would be super forgiving because you have such a huge crush on him 

~ “Why’re you so understanding, huh Y/L/N? You like it or something?” he’d say with an eyebrow raised and a hot smug smile/ smirk

~ “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Black.” 

~ And he’d just kiss you

~ And you’d kiss him back

~ And he’d tell you the Amortentia smelled like James Potter’s house, the smell of a new leather jacket, and your perfume and that he’d seen them slip it in his drink, he just wanted an excuse

~ And you would be unofficially official (in his mind at least) 

~ You wouldn’t know you were his girlfriend until some Ravenclaw you’d never met ran from you after you smiled at him, claiming that he didn’t want to even breathe in Sirius Black’s girlfriend’s direction because Sirius would most likely kill him

~ And so you’d ask Sirius and he’d just turn into a blushing, mumbling git

~ “I mean…you want to be my girlfriend, yeah?” 

~ “I’d love to be your girlfriend, Sirius.” 

~ And he would smile and kiss your lips quickly before scurrying off down the hallway to his next class, “Later, angel!” 

~ You would support him at Quidditch games (even if you weren’t in his house), wearing his school scarf 

~ Victory sex after they win the Qudditch Cup

~ “Did you just use the stupefy charm or are you just a natural stunner?” 

~ Lazy cuddling and eating chocolate muffins Sirius had smuggled from the kitchen in your dorm room on Sunday mornings

~ Playing pranks on him with James 

~ Winks across the classroom

~ Lip bites whenever you walked in a room that drove you absolutely insane

~ Sirius would like calling you anything except your name so lots and lots of pet names that you couldn’t get enough of

~ When he would get detention you would get in trouble purposely and sit in detention with him 

~ Sirius would be such a whiner 

~ “Babe, give me a kiss.” 

~ “Angel, I need attention.” 

~ “Stop loving your books more than me.” 

~ You would get extremely jealous of all the girls throwing themselves at him

~ He’d usually makes jokes about it but definitely assure you that you were all he needed / wanted 

~ Sitting at the dinner table in a comfortable silence until James pipes up 

~ “Remus owes me 3 galleons.” 

~ “Yeah, what for?” you/Sirius would ask

~ “We had a contest to see who could moan Sirius’ name and sound more like Y/N. Peter judged, and I won.”  

~ He would start imitating how you sound and you would just want to crawl in a hole and die 

~ Sirius would just laugh and pull you into his chest as you blush and mumble about how much of a prick James was

~ Lots and lots of hickeys

~ He would help you with astronomy work all the time because he was so good at it 

~ Always pointing at Canis Major when you had dates in the astronomy tower

~ And he would run his fingers through your hair and tell you, “You know, love, I used to be so amazed by the stars but, now, I look at you and wonder how the stars in the sky could ever compare to the ones in your eyes.” 

~ And you would be so astounded by how in love this boy was with you that you wouldn’t even know what to say and you would pull him into the deepest kiss 

~ And he would laugh and hold you, whispering how much he loved you into your ear as you pointed out more constellations 

~ Him watching you on the Marauder’s Map

~ James would be so fed up and annoyed when you two first started dating 

~ “Sirius, if you say Y/N one more time, I’ll kill you.” 

~ He would always warn you about pranks before he pulled them not wanting you in the crossfires 

~ You would be so impressed by his pranking brilliance 

~ “Sirius, if you put as much work as you did into schoolwork as you did in these elaborate pranks, you would be top of the class.” 

~ “You sound like Dumbledore.” 

~ He would always give you his leather jacket when you looked the slightest bit uncomfortable 

~ You’d walk into their dorm and Peter would smile, “Hey, Mrs. Black.” 

~ “Don’t call her that,” Sirius would grumble. “She’s not a Black. She’s too pure to be a Black.” 

~ You would do normal things like fly on a broomstick or walking across icy sidewalks to get inside and Sirius would lose his mind

~ “Darling, please be careful. I don’t want anything to happen to you. I’m always worrying, you know that.” 

~ “Sirius, I was just walking up the steps.” 

~ Getting into legitimate fights about books with Remus

~ “Moony, stop yelling at my baby! Middle-Earth is not a real place, anyways!” 

~ And you would turn around and throw your Care of Magical Creatures textbook at him and scream, “IT IS A REAL PLACE, SHUT THE FUCK UP! I’M NOT YOUR BABY!” 

~ Remus would smiled, “Yeah, Middle-Earth isn’t a real place until your girlfriend leaves you for Legolas.” 

~ Cold walks in Hogsmeade hand in hand, laughing 

~ Piggy back rides to class

~ He’d grab/slap your ass ALL THE TIMe

~ “I don’t deserve you.”  

~ “Don’t you ever say that again.” 

~ Getting tattoos together during the summer

~ Slughorn catching you in a closet of spare potion ingredients half naked making out

~ He would freak out and take you to Dumbledore who would pace in his office for about thirty minutes before letting out a heavy sigh and sitting down at his desk and giving you and Sirius the sex talk 

~ James would think it was the most hilarious thing to ever happen 

~ You and James would have a brother/sister relationship

~ Snape would be SO mean to you

~ Running your fingers through Sirius’ hair as he studies 

~ The absolute best sex you have ever had in your life

~ Sirius walking around Gryffindor common room shirtless in pajama pants with long flaunting the long scratches down his back 

~ You would pretend to be so angry but you would secretly love it because he was yours and every girl in that room now knew it

~ I feel like Sirius would try to start a punk rock band out of the Marauders but it would fail miserably so late at night, he would sing unfinished, abandoned, amazing songs in your ear softly 

~ He would just be an amazing boyfriend 

~ Idk I want Sirius Black so bad

Kidnapped Starters

WARNING: possibly triggering content below!

Originally posted by empirefoxtv


“Hush now. If you scream too loud I may be forced to do something you’ll regret.”

“You are a pretty thing aren’t you?”

“Trust me. You were no crime of opportunity. I’m getting paid a lot of money to deliver you.”

“They say, 2/3 of kidnappings are performed by someone the victim knows. Want to take a guess as to who I am?”

“You are in no place to be making demands, missy/mister.”

“Say one more word, and I may be forced to cut out that sharp tongue of yours.”

“I am sorry about this. Guess you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Lucky me.”

“Are you ready to behave, or do you require more punishment?”

“You better behave. You won’t like me when I’m angry.”

“Every time you misbehave I add a tally. You don’t want to know what happens after.”

“Beg. Convince me why I should keep you alive.”

“Looks like your _______ came through with the ransom after all. However, I’ve grown rather fond of you. I think I’ll keep you.”

“I’ve always wanted a pet. I wonder what sounds you can make.”

“When you can control yourself the gag will be removed.”

“You were being so careful too. Next time you think someone is following you. They probably are.”

“And where do we think we’re going?”

“They say when you can’t see your other senses amplify. What do my touches feel like, pet?”

“If you behave maybe you’ll get your own bed at my feet.”


“P-please. I-I didn’t see your face. J-just let me go, and n-no one will know.”

“Help, please!”

“Who are you? Show yourself!”

“You think tying me to a chair and swinging a knife is enough to intimidate me?”

“How do you know my name?”

“Tying me to a bed. Very subtle.”

“Please. I-I have money.”

“Why? Why me?”

“Could you loosen the handcuffs? They’re chafing my wrists.”

“You better hope I don’t get out of here.”

“I’ll give you whatever you want. Just please let me go.”


“Please. I can’t feel my legs.”

“No, no more. I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Is the gun supposed to scare me?”


Sometimes it makes things hard, but Kuroo doesn’t really mind

“Like what you see?”(MATURE)

“…but I was thinking, maybe we should-Hello, the earth is calling Y/N. Anyone home?” Justin waved his hands in front of Y/N’s face. She quickly focused her eyes on his face. “Mhm?” she mumbled.

“Where did I lose you?” he asked curiously, wondering what was on her mind. They were discussing which movie they’re going to watch.

“Um, you were saying something about, um, the girl on the train? You said you would like to watch it, since you liked the book so much.” she spoke unsurely, wondering if he even spoke of that. She knows they had that conversation few days ago, but did he mentioned it today, she wasn’t certain.

As a respond he giggled. She joined him, she loved when he would giggle, his eyes would nearly shut, his smile would grow so big and the sound was just like an angel was laughing.

“So I’ve lost you like three days ago. I didn’t even mentioned it today. FYI I was telling you about this new movie “Don’t Breath”, but now I’m very interested what was on your mind.” His smile grew even wider, he looked like he caught her in some kind of embarrassing action, and he actually did, without even knowing. She could feel hotness spreading around her face, she knew she looked as red as a tomato. She buried her face into her palms.

That made Justin giggle even more. “Oh don’t tell me that you were picturing me naked?” he wiggled his eyebrows. He knew it would make her blush even more, and he just couldn’t resist but tease her. “You know, you could’ve just asked, I would even put a show for you.”

She immediately lifted her head up and yelled giggling “NO” her cheeks were dark red. She once again covered her face.

“So you don’t want me to put on a show for you?” Justin placed his left hand over his chest, pretending he’s hurt. “I am deeply offended, Y/N.”

He couldn’t keep a straight face, not around her. She was just so embarrassed, it was the cutest thing ever. He extended his arms to her. “Come”

She shyly moved from her place on the couch and sat onto his lap. She buried her face into crotch of his neck. He chuckled once again, and so did she. “Now will you tell me what you were thinking about, if it wasn’t me naked?”

She took a deep breath. She had some thoughts on this, and how to explain it to him, without him getting hurt. She moved her face from his neck and looked deeply into his eyes. By now, his face wasn’t all giggly and happy anymore, it was rather serious.

“Y/N, what is it? You’re scaring me.” he looked concerned. She placed her hands on his chest and started playing with the shirts fabric.

“No, no, it’s nothing that serious, you don’t have to be worried. I just. Ugh, I don’t know how to say this. You know I’m not good at this things.” His face lightened up a little bit.

“So you where picturing me naked.”

“No I was not.”

“Well then you were picturing us having sex.” Her cheeks went red once again. “So you were. You know you don’t have to picture something like that when I’m right there.” He got closer to her. She knew where this was leading and she had nothing against it, but it was now or never.

She lightly pushed him back down, and he looked at her confused. He wanted to say something but she cut him off.

“Technically, yes I was picturing us naked, but there was more to it.” Her eyes once more focused on her hands rather than his eyes. He could tell that he was very intrigued by now, and he wanted to know more than just that.

“So what was that more?” his voice became lower. He’s words came out like a little growl, which only sent shivers down her spine. He could feel she tensed above him. “Tell me, baby, what was I doing?”

She was always so shy about this kind of things, and she knew she won’t be able to tell him her fantasy, but she can avoid it by a simple question which should clarify everything.

“What kinks do you have?” now for him, that question came out of nowhere and it shocked him. Justin was staring at her, not sure why she was changing the subject.

“Look, you know I suck at dirty talk. Stop giggling, I wasn’t making a dirty joke.” She lightly punched his shoulder. “You’re not helping.”

“Oh come here my embarrassed baby.” He got closer once again and their lips met for a quick peck. Once they separated she started again. “You have to know one thing, by all of this I am not saying that our sex life is bad, at least not for me. It’s amazing but I just feel like something is missing. So I wanna know what gets you off, what do you like.”

He didn’t know what to say, she caught him off-guard. He observed her and she just couldn’t take the silence anymore. “Fine I’ll start. Um, I like rough sex, and by that I mean everything that goes with it, choking, tying up, ass slapping, blindfolding, and usage of toys. I like it when a man knows how to treat a woman, how to be a dominant but at the same time caring and loving.”

He looked at her like she was someone else, he had no idea where that came from. She was always so shy telling him about her sex dream or simple dirty talk during sex, so it shook him up.

He cleaned his throat and shifted in his sat, he was getting hot from her recent confession. “So that’s what you really like, baby girl? Is that what you want me to do?” Justin got closer to her, she could feel her heart beating faster. She bit her lip and simply nodded.

He placed his left hand on her back and twirled her around so she was laying on the couch and he was hovering her. She separated her legs and wrapped them around his waist. He brought his face closer to hers, but never touching hers.

Suddenly he got up from her, she was confused. He offered her his left arm and she took it. He pulled her of the couch. Their faces met once again, but he didn’t make a move. “Since you like being tied up, I can’t fuck the living shit out of you down here where I can’t tie you up to anything.”

He guided her up to their shared room, and with every step was feeling more and more horny. Once they were inside, Justin pushed her against the bedroom door. She gasped from sudden harshness, but it only made her hornier.

“Tonight I don’t want to hear a sound from you, unless I gave you permission. Understood?” Justin growled into her ear. She felt unexpected heat spreading across her body. She nodded, she wasn’t able to answer his question. But he wasn’t pleased with that.

His left hand found her neck and squeezed it, first, lightly, then adding more force. “Understood?” he inquired loudly. “Yes” she mumbled.

“Yes, what?” he repeated after her.

“Yes, daddy.”

He lighten his grip only to lock his lips with hers. She expected it to be a rough and fast kiss, but he wasn’t hurrying anywhere. It annoyed her, she wanted to feel him, and she wanted him to just take her, without any foreplay. But she knew she wasn’t getting that.

His hands were moving up and down her body, but once hers found the back of his head, he jacked the off and held them up, above her head. It only made her moan into the kiss.

He freed her lips and placed kisses all over her chin. She knew what he was doing, and he knew the exact effect he had on her. “Please, Justin.”

All of the sudden he stopped, his grip became tighter. He looked into her eyes, his voice was low and steady. “I don’t recall giving you a permission to speak. Do that one more time and I will stop.” She bit her lip and tried to hold in a moan.

He freed her hands only to rip her shirt off. She wouldn’t be able to describe how hot and weak it made her when he ripped it, she wanted to moan, all frustrated. He took what remained of the shirt in one hand, while he used his other one to guide her to the bed. When her legs hit the end of the bed, he demanded. “Bra off, lay on your back, hands above your head.”

She listened, but she took the chance to tease him as much as he was teasing her. She slowly reached behind her back, she pretended to be struggling with her bra. He clenched his jaw and stepped closer. He didn’t even warn her, he just ripped it off and pushed her onto bed. She crawled to the top of the bed, she obediently laid on her back placing her hands above her head, meeting the coldness of headboard.

Justin seemed pleased, as he got onto bed, placing his knees on either side of her body, slowly making his way up to her, slowly rolling her shirt in his hands. Once he reached her, his crotch was directly in front of her and she couldn’t help but bite her lip.

“You like what you see?” he asked taking her hands in his and wrapping her shirt around her hands. He continued, never stopping to look down at her. “Now, this will have to work today, but next time, baby girl, you’re gonna be properly handcuffed. I promise you that.” He tighten the knot, making sure it was at the same time tight enough, but not way to tight.

He backed away a little bit, he lowered himself, so his face was at the same height as hers. They looked at each other, and Y/N just couldn’t take it anymore. She just wanted to feel his touch, his lips all over her body, his hands working their way up and down her inner thigh, his tongue circling around her clit, and lastly his dick inside of her.

She moved her head up but he was faster and backed away, only a little bit but enough far so she couldn’t reach him. He smirked at her while she let out a sigh. It seemed like he wasn’t hurrying anywhere, but Y/N was just about to explode. “Ugh, please Justin. Stop teasing.” She whined out.

The sound of her voice made Justin back away. He wiggled his left finger “That’s a no-no. What did I say? Speak one more time and I will stop. Do you really want me to stop? No? Then I will have to get those pretty little mouth occupied, won’t I?”

Justin got off the bed, still not hurrying anywhere. He stood on the left side of the bed, slowly undoing his kaki jeans. He used the opportunity to take his shirt off, shoes and Calvin Klein boxers. Y/N’s eyes never let his out of sight, observing every inch of his body, memorizing the little stuff.

“Like what you see?” Justin inquired. As a respond, she let out a loud moan. “Isn’t it funny that, when you have a permission to talk you don’t, but when you don’t, you do? You like being bad? Trust me I can treat you like a bad girl any time you want.” He growled, slowly getting onto bed, taking the same position as before.

He took his dick into his hand and placed it in front of her mouth. “Suck.” But he didn’t need to tell her twice. She took him into her mouth, as much as she could and started sucking onto it. His mouth felt open, as her eyes never left his eyes. “Fuck, just like that.”

She would gladly go slow and tease him, but she wasn’t able to take it slow. She picked her pace, sucking and licking. He grabbed her hair “So you wanna be a bad girl? Then, don’t suck a dick like a good girl.” With those words he pushed her head all the way to his pubic hair. She gaged at the sudden at the feeling of his whole dick in her mouth.

“That’s right take it all.” He roughly pushed her head back and forth, and every time she could feel the tip of his dick hitting the back of her throat. She could feel her drool all over her neck and chest.

“How selfish of me. You’re here all hot and wet, and all I think about is my pleasure.” He pulled out, heavy breathing.

“Are you wet for me? Or are you dripping?” he asked, slowly backing away so he was placed in between her legs. “Well, let’s find out.”

He harshly pressed his right hand on her pussy, rubbing her clit through her panties. She let out a loud moan of relief, finally feeling his touch. “Ohhoho.” He said excitedly. “Someone is dripping wet.”

He pulled her panties off, lowering his head, and without a warning connecting his lips with her clit. Y/N moaned loudly, throwing her head into the pillow and pushing her hips up. Justin placed his hands around her legs, separating them to get into better position.

“So delicious.” He growled against her, which send shiver all over her body. He pushed his two fingers in, making her moan even louder. He picked his pace with his tongue and fingers action, making her lose her mind.

She was feeling herself getting close, and she knew he felt it to, because he suddenly stopped. She whined because of the sudden feeling of emptiness. He got up and in a matter of second pushed himself into him.

The sudden change from his tongue to his dick made her scream his name out loud. He let out a loud grown. “So Fucking. Tight.” He muttered out with every thrust.

With his left hand he placed her left leg onto his shoulder, lightly hovering over her, his right hand found her right nipple, harshly nibbling onto it.

She was close, she could feel her orgasm growing. “I can feel you clenching around my dick. You wanna come? Well not yet.”

With those words he picked up his speed, and it made it even hared for not to cum. She tugged her nails into the fabric of her shirt. She looked up at Justin, her eyes begging him to let her cum. He moved his hand from her nipple to her neck, griping it tightly.

“Cum for me, baby girl. Cum for daddy.” Nothing more was needed to be say. She felt her walls clenching, and within the second she came hard, all around him, tugging her nails now into her skin, screaming his name.  

“Fuck. You look so hot when you cum.” He hissed out, not slowing his pace, while she was still high from her previous longly waited orgasm.

He stopped only to flip her around. “On all fours.” He demanded, and once again thrusted into her. She was feeling sore, but she didn’t mind, it felt so good to feel him inside her, she wished they could stay like this forever.

He tangled his left hand in her hair, tugging it back so he could appreciate her pretty face. His right hand slapped her each ass cheek twice, making her whimper after every slap.

He could feel himself getting close, so he picked his pace. Y/N wasn’t far away, even though she just finished one orgasm. She pushed her ass more up “Fucking hell Y/N, do that again.”

She pushed her ass up as much as she could, feeling satisfied that she could please him like that. “Are you close baby girl? Yeah? Cum with me, cum with your daddy.”

His thrust became sloppier as both of their orgasms hit them, she could feel his hot seed feeling her inside, and she screamed his name loudly. He growled loudly emptying himself into her.

As the rid their orgasm of, Y/N collapsed on the bed, and Justin on top of her, never pulling his dick out of her. She moved her head so she was facing him and she smiled. They were both breathing heavily.

“That was extraordinary.” Was all she could mumble into the pillow.

“Oh I’m not finished with you just yet.”


Stiles x Reader

Requested By Anon

“Do you know what she said, she said let Stilinski talk, he knows more than google.” Stiles snapped as he rambled on.

“Stiles you do always correct her.” Scott muttered and adjusted his straps.


“Yeah and I wouldn’t do that if she wasn’t always wrong.” Stiles waved his arms about and glowered at where you were sat reading.


“But she isn’t always wrong that’s what she gets so annoyed about.” Scott smiled at you and let out a sigh as you caught onto what Stiles was saying and slammed your book shut.


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