#somebody sedate me

[flycoffee]

I hope in canon Twilight’s realization of love is this simple too.

just a moment

and that’s all there is to it

[kimikoyuko]

I love when people look at Felicia, Vander and Silco and say something like: "Omg how did Felicia end up with mr no-hairline when these two were right there??" "You can't convince me that Vander and Silco didn't want her" ect. ect...

And yk what, y'all are right, BUT!!!

I have two explanation for this.

1. It was a polycule!! I can imagine them like that for sure, I think it would be a very cute dynamic tbh. Especially because this way they definetly raised the two kids together As we seen in Vander's memory, when he was play fighting with Vi before Fel and Connel got home together.

2. Vander and Silco never wanted Felicia, because they wanted EACHOTHERRRRRRRR!! With this one I definetly headcanon Fel being both of their wingwoman, knowing that they like eachother but doesn't want to admit it out loud, so she is trying to help them. As Vander said, he's shit at this. Good at revolution, bad at feelings.

[bisexualchaosdemon]

I just imagined the Trojans introducing Jean to KT tape for the first time and now I kinda wanna cry

[cats4byler]

DUDE THE BYERS AND THE WHEELERS ARE STAYING TOGETHER??

Mike, Will and El are gonna be STAYING IN THE SAME HOUSE TOGETHER.

I've got a feeling that Mike and Will's first kiss is gonna happen before Mike breaks up with Eleven. WHAT IF SHE SEES THEM KISSING??

Oh I know some juicy shit is gonna go down.

[taeeflwrr]

oh.

(i reached the tag limit but i do wanna emphasise that im not against feminism and im happy yn didn't just succumb to the trope but i truly wasn't paying attention to the preface and didn't expect such a plot twist and angst and ending so I'm really shaken up because i was expecting something cute and silly and now im in actual physical pain and i need a resolution to this (hopefully a sequel where jaem's a better man and actually loves her) to make me feel better.))

(also omg somi was such a nice person only she knew the real him while all his other friends were nasty fake bitches. she actually cared and knew him even though she wasn't even there most of the time. also I need to know did jaem break up with his friends after the incident or is he still with them senior year? what made him switch his major? also did he ever even actually love her or did he think he did at the time? oh god the pain is getting worse this truly broke me shsjsjsjsj i need to cry I NEED A SEQUEL)

barbie girl.

if life is plastic (and therefore, nonbiodegradable), then it’s so not fantastic. honestly, who came up with that? regina george really should’ve googled about the new plastics economy.

or alternatively, pretty girls rule the world, and you find out that he’s (not) all that.

pairing :: na jaemin x reader genre :: comedy, fluff, angst ⋮ makeover + college au word count :: 24,618 words warnings :: body issues, body image, weight mentions, insecurities, beauty is a social construct, [spoiler] did something bad, people being literal scum, so much gaslighting that you can start a wildfire and j*ke gyll*nh*al should take notes, “if a man talks shit then i owe him nothing” playlist :: pretty boys (romi) ⋆ you can’t sit with us (sunmi) ⋆ i just wanna know (katherine li) ⋆ lie to girls (sabrina carpenter) ⋆ look what you made me do (taylor swift) ⋆ leftover feelings (regina song) ⋆ number one girl (rosé) + extended playlist here. author’s note :: she’s all that is one of my most favorite rom coms ever, but i’ve always been ///: at the whole makeover idea and decided to write my own version !! the idols mentioned in this fic are just characters, and how i portray them in this fic do not reflect how i actually view them or their irl personas. as always, much love to miss lana and miss moon for being my biggest cheerleaders ᥫ᭡ ↳ part of the 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔲𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 collaboration series.

i. hiya, barbie! hi, ken!

Na Jaemin does not know that you exist.

Good looking, charismatic, and popular — it’s his world, and you’re just living in it. Or something like that. You’re decently smart, somewhat funny, and not pretty enough to stand out, but not exactly hideous according to societal standards (source: those beauty quizzes in Seventeen magazine that you used to be obsessed with when you were thirteen and in desperate need of flirting tips). If he was the main lead, you’d probably be Extra #6, maybe Extra #2 on a good day.

By your calculations, the two of you should never cross paths, like two parallel lines. Wait, scratch that, you would probably never be aligned with anything that has to do with this guy. You saw him standing outside of the door of your shared accounting classroom during your fall semester, and he spent twenty five minutes editing his picture for Instagram and ended up late for the lecture. And he probably already spent even more time selecting the final photo to edit before you arrived to class and noticed him. Absolute idiot. Absolute handsome idiot, but idiot nonetheless. A grade A himbo with a grade C in financial accounting. 

Okay, so scrap the parallel lines theory, maybe skew lines are a better way of explaining it. Yeah, that seems about right, the two of you are from completely different dimensions, never meant to interact or run parallel with each other. And once again, by this logic, your paths should never cross.

“Y/N!”

You stand corrected.

Na Jaemin does know that you exist.

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[girls-againstgod]

After everything, eomer finding eowyn's body on the battlefield will always make me cry. Imagine, when you're 11 years old your father is killed and your mother dies of grief shortly after and there was nothing you could do to save either of them, but you train to fight and protect your younger sister, because you have to at least keep her safe. You warn her of the dangers in the world, you do everything in your power to make sure no harm comes to her. You know that she longs to defend what she loves, to fight just as much as you do. Despite this, you would never be able to stand it if you lost her, too. So you tell her she has to stay behind, you do your best to build a cage around her like a safety net. You believe maybe she will understand, maybe she will stay behind. Maybe she will stay safe. You have done everything you can. You go to battle thinking it will most likely be your last, but at least your sister will be safe. Your uncle, who took you in when your parents died and treated you like a son, dies during this battle. You see his body. You have lost another parent. It is a blow you haven't felt since you were young, despite the battles you've been in since. But then you see a face that is all too familiar, all to similar to your own. Your sister's body, laying defeated next to your uncle's, when she should have been safe in your home. Her body, curled on the ground in a way it should never be. You were making the world safe for her. You see now, though, that it didn't work. She's dead, and you are once again an 11 year old by, who still cannot save those you love.

anyway yeah i'm doing great👍

[vanpalmerenthusiast]

wasn’t gonna drink tonight but i miss pre-crash jackieshauna like a bitch

[sceletaflores]

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor, to the toilet seat, from the dining room table, to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink, to the shower, from the front porch, to the balcony, vertically horizontally, quadratic, exponent, algorithmetic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, forward, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in a car, on a motorcycle, the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back aching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw-dropping, hair pulling teeth jitterbug, mind boggling, soul snatching, over stimulating, vile, sloppy, moan-inducing, heart-wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, blackhole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark-worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcanic erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, hip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail snatching, spectacular, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, splendid, phenomenal, malforming, heavenly, devil's tango. please.

[47lake]

so basically .

𝜗𝜚 mommy's girl b. eilish

"please, please—mommy" her whiny voice makes you smile, biting your bottom lip. amazing how a girl who calls herself a boss can so easily become an impatient thing the moment your pussy touches her bare skin. you forbid her to touch you.

"i need it so much.. need to touch you!" her hands grip the sheets tightly to somehow keep her from grabbing your hips.

your wetness spreads across her stomach just above her belly button as you sit on her, almost motionless. it was pure torture to have your body exposed to her completely, but she just has to lie still and watch as your hands run over your chest, touching almost every inch of skin and causing goosebumps. "such a pathetic girl, billie. such a mommy's girl, huh?"

that nickname almost made her cum. pathetic and desperate whines were all she could muster. her knuckles were white from the force of her grip.

“js' w—wanna make you feel good” she whispers, lifting her hand to rest on your thigh, but you intercept it. “so fucking impatient? what a shame”

she liked it when you took control and she was the one who would make you come anyway.

“watch and don’t move” you guide her hand between your legs, lifting your body to lower yourself onto her fingers. her knuckles immediately tighten, allowing you to fuck yourself comfortably onto her fingers. “so good, baby, so fucking good”

you lean forward, your hands bracing themselves against her breasts. your hair cascades over your shoulder, lightly tickling her face as your body thrusts, her gaze locked on your tits, bouncing so beautifully inches from her face.

"i can't take it anymore! mommy—please…" you feel her fingers curling inside you, making you almost fall on top of her. she always knew all the right spots. "i want to fuck you so badly!"

and fuck, you just can't say no when her mouth is on your tits without warning, sucking and biting greedily like a hungry animal. a third finger enters your pussy and she has to push down on your hips with her other hand to keep up the pace. "so tight, so perfect, mommy, thank you.."

such a mommy's girl

tags - @chrissv4mp, @hkkuugu, @sweet3nerrr, @krosep, @stonerfromlesbos, @loveyoumatthewbernard, @47lake @ohdoyoustillcry, @bilsdillldough, @n0vabug, @bxllxeb, @hopingforgoodblogs, @mybluebossanova

[bluechanas]

lifechanging stuff y’all

[medusas-daughter]

she kept his hair she kept the dandelion seed that was caught in his hair she kept the bell he stole she named every cuddly pet she ever loved after him she sang the song he made up all the time even when she was under a spell and didn't know her own name she knew him and built a child's room in his name in her made up house and hummed his song under her breath she loved him so fucking much she couldn't kill the boy who reminded her of him even when the boy came begging for the road presenting himself as a victim to her on a silver plate with enough power to push through the scarlet witch's spell she kept him away from the ballad and out of the coven she kept him alive through any means necessary even when he hated her just because he remided her of him nicholas scratch you will always be loved

[anyataylorjoy]

Emma D'arcy as Rhaenyra Targaryen

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON | 2.07 | The Red Sowing

[megalomaniacz]

AMBESSA HOLDING CAIT’S THIGHS DOWN WHILE SHE RIDES HER FACE!!

i actually can’t get caitbessa out of my head. ambessa telling her that in order to rule she has to learn how to dominate. innocently “practicing” techniques with her. “keep your shoulders rolled back, back straight.” ambessa directly behind her, hands on cait’s waist. chest against her back. she’s just trying to fix your form cait, so why are you so nervous???

ambessa getting cait to loosen up and be vulnerable with her…maybe the conversation gets to vi somehow. caitlyn let’s it slip that she misses that connection. she misses her strong arms, her warmth and comfort. before you know it, she’s in ambessa’s arms. tears gently being wiped away, then kissed away.

spending a cold rainy night curled up together, whispering about business and pleasure. how it’s always a pleasure when they do business together. ambessa teaching caitlyn things about her own body. taking her to new heights. getting into her head and messing with her perception of herself.

AHAHAKJ toxic yuri

[your-starless-eyes-remain]

forever haunted by hozier's face when he sings "put me back in it" (and by haunted i mean i'm clawing my eyes out)

[delzeetoons]

it’s stupid how we always seem to do it again

[solilokii]

this is so monumental