#it could work with so many ofher pairings i just think this one is fucking hilarious

[technobladehd]

sudden urge to animate a bedrock bros version of the soup store video.

#has anyone done this #it fits so well #techno: WHY ARE YOU BUYING CLOTHES AT THE SOUP STORE #tommy: FUCK YOU #it could work with so many ofher pairings i just think this one is fucking hilarious #technoblade #tommyinnit #bedrock bros #c: technoblade #c: tommy #krys talks

[link-of-time80]

Dandelion in the Witcher 3 is an ADHD icon. That man is so chaotic and just out of it that Zoltan (who was trying to teach an owl to talk) said he'd just looked away for a moment and suddenly the place is trashed, Dandelion's slept with 1000 people and then gone missing, and now Geralt's shown up saying Ciri and Dandelion met up, did crime, and set a new record for the least sneaky/covert people ever.

"Hah, Dandelion and planning? Good one. Besides, anything he wrote here -- probably had a special system, chaos only he could ever decipher. Actually, in the past, sometimes not even that." - Geralt 'Dandelion is my bestest bud despite his shennagins' of freakin Rivia

And also this interaction.

"(Explaining the last time she saw Dandelion)

Marabella: Oh yes. Longest afternoon of my life.

Geralt: He read you his poems?

Marabella: No. We perused the Illustrated Guide to Fungi.

Geralt: Hmm... Maybe... Nope. Won't even try to guess why he wanted to do that.

Marabella: Mold -- that was his interest [...]"

The poor chaotic dumbass literally has -3 impulse control and half a braincell that Ciri split between them. I mean even Ciri showed up for 10 seconds and instantly they were like 'LeTS dO cRImE' (the pair of them could bring the continent to its knees through mischief alone, without using any other their other skills at all).

Dandelion: Ciri you need a mages help? I know of a man name Whoreson, he's one of the four big city gang lords – yes, it is a terrible nickname, right? – anyway he's pretty chummy with all the mages in hiding, I'm sure he'll catch one to help fix your shiny thing. Oh we need to pay him??? We need to steal 4 tonnes of gold and jewels??? Oh this is gonna be the greatest heist ever! Lets blow it up!!

Ciri: 🏦🏃‍♀️

And I still can't get over Dandelion just doing the first thing that comes to mind.

Geralt: Why did you go to Whoreson?

Dandelion: 🤷‍♀️ No one else came to mind.

It makes me a little bit sad whenever I see people getting super annoyed with him and I think its because to me he is super relatable. Like Dandelion, I too have to constantly rely in my friends to help me out because I'm stuck neck deep a dumbass problem that I made for myself. And I know that they can't always rely on me to get them out of trouble because most of the time I am the cause. Sometimes its gotta be enough for them to know that I am truely trying and that if I can I will go through extra ordinary lengths to help them out.

He may seem a bit heartless and self centred but I don't think that its coming from a bad place. Out of sight out of mind is a very big issue for a lot of people with ADHD and sometimes it makes it seem like have no empathy. This isn't true, personally I am simply uncomfortable and many times I do the whole out of sight out of mind routine and launch straight into trying to make things better for everyone else. When I am upset I like it when people tell me stories of similar experiences and so I try to do that to help ofhers but I have recently realised that it makes me seem unempathetic and very self centred (especially when I try and make the other person laugh which something I had been trying to work on not doing).

Dandelion seeing Ciri's powers and badassery in action kinda made him think that she was immortal and that may have made him a lot more lax about Geralt concern.

Again all this is just my opinion. Maybe after reading this you'll see Dandelion through new eyes next time you play the Witcher 3 ;)

SIDE NOTE: Dandelion was 100% gonna fuck Elihal.

I didn't really think so at first but I then I thought come on! He knew the whole time and wrote it down in his his little love keeping book! Sounds to me like he even preened to Zoltan about it with how Zoltan talked to Geralt about it

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[storiesforallfandoms]

eternity ~ damon salvatore;the vampire diaries

word count: 1810

request?: yes!

“Hey honey😍I am loving your writings a lot. I have a request. Can you write where reader is a human and friends with both Salvatore brothers. Both brothers are in love with her and proposed her. She chooses Damon because she also love him. And consider Stefan only her friend. Damon is very happy to have her and lots of fluff and kissing and it escalates to romantic, passionate love making. Damon is very gentle with her since it's reader's first time. After sex, she's sore and he takes care ofher”

description: in which two brothers ask for her hand in marriage, and she decides to pick the older one

pairing: damon salvatore x female!reader

warnings: swearing, smut

masterlist

Stefan and Damon didn’t mean to fall for the same girl for the third time, decades after the second time they had with Elena. They were sure it wouldn’t happen again. She wasn’t another Katherine doppelganger, she was just a normal human being.

She had met Stefan first, then Damon when she visited their house. Damon fell for her first, shortly followed by Stefan, which resulted in yet another needless fight between them. However, they decided to end this one before it went too far like all the last ones had.

The two brothers decided to confront (Y/N) head on and to ask her one important question; to be with one of them for eternity.

“We have to promise that we won’t hold anything over the other,” Stefan was saying as they prepared for her arrival. “And if she chooses neither of us, we accept that.”

“Of course,” Damon agreed. “I’m sick of this bullshit between us.”

“Sounds like a long story behind that comment.”

Both men jumped and turned to see (Y/N) standing in their living room. She giggled at their reactions. “Sorry, I did knock but no one answered.”

“It’s alright,” Damon said.

She looked between them. “So, what’s this about? Why did you want me to meet you both?”

The brothers shared another look before Damon decided to explain. “You see, my brother and I have had a bad habit of falling for the same girl. It has happened three times throughout our very long lives, and...well, this is the third time...with you.”

(Y/N)’s eyed widened, but Stefan picked up the explanation. “I know neither of us are even with you romantically, and you may not even have feelings for us, but we both have one question for you to settle this fight between us once and for all.”

Damon took her hands in his. “Will you be with me for the rest of eternity?”

“Or me?” Stefan asked behind him.

(Y/N) looked between them. “Like...marriage?”

“Ideally, yes,” Damon responded, “but if you’d like, we can work our way to that. It doesn’t need to be now.”

(Y/N) pulled away to look between them. Damon could tell she was thinking over it a lot. There was so much to consider, and neither knew if she liked them. This could end so terribly, or it could end just fine.

When she turned to Stefan, Damon’s heart dropped. She took his little brother’s hands in hers and smiled at him. “Stefan, I care about you so much. You’re my absolute best friend, and I appreciate that you’d want to spend eternity with me.” She paused to look at Damon. “But I’m in love with Damon, and I have been since we first met.”

Damon took her into his arms so fast, she barely got to finish her sentence. He crushed his lips against her, making her feel dizzy but also excited at the same time. Forgetting that his little brother, who had just got rejected by the same girl, was standing there watching them, he lifted (Y/N) so that her legs were wrapped around his waist and he was holding her, effortlessly, against him.

(Y/N) lost herself in the kiss, running her hands through Damon’s hair and resting one on the back of his neck, keeping him close to her. It wasn’t until the events leading up to that moment finally caught up in her mind that she remembered Stefan had been there at all.

“Wait,” she breathed between kisses, pulling away from Damon. “Wait, Stefan - ”

She turned to see that he was gone, and it seemed as though he had been long gone.

“Fuck,” she sighed. “He won’t be mad, will he? I did mean what I said, he is my best friend.”

“He’ll get over it,” Damon insisted, moving to attack her neck with kisses. (Y/N)’s head lulled back with pleasure as she let out an involuntary moan. Pleased with the reaction, Damon continued to kiss her on that spot, getting as many moans from her as he possibly could.

He carried (Y/N) up the stairs and to his bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and immediately ripped her shirt off of her. Literally, the shirt was basically a mess of fabrics once he was done with it.

“Damon!” (Y/N) playfully scolded as he began to kiss down her chest. “You can’t just rip my shirts apart!”

“I’ll get you a new one,” he decided as he neared her jeans. He kissed over her stomach, just to teased her. (Y/N) couldn’t help but buck her hips, silently begging for him to take her pants off.

“Damon, wait,” she told him, taking his head in her hands. “Before we go any further, I need you to know that...I’m a virgin.”

Damon sat back on his legs. “Wait, really? Like...you haven’t had sex at all?” (Y/N) shook her head. “Are you sure you want me to be your first then? We can stop now, we have all of eternity to get it on.”

(Y/N) shook her head again. “No, you don’t understand how much I do want this. I want you to be my first, I just wanted to let you know in case...that changed how you felt about me.”

Damon took (Y/N)’s face in his hands. “Nothing could change how I feel about you, (Y/N). I do love you, and I want to be with you. If you want me to be your first, I’ll gladly be your first. I’ll be so gentle, I promise.”

(Y/N) smiled at him and kissed him again. Damon gently guided her so she was laying down again. He undid the button on her jeans and pulled it down her legs before sitting up to shed himself of his own clothes. (Y/N) tried not to look at his hard member for too long, but it was hard not to stare. Damon was definitely above average in that regard, and he definitely had enough experience over her with how long he had been alive.

Damon hovered over her, pressing his lips to hers once again as he aligned himself with her entrance. (Y/N) winced slightly as he began pushing himself into her, but soon felt the pleasure that came after the brief pain.

Damon laid down on her so that their bodies were pressed together. (Y/N) wrapped her arms around him and placed her hands on his back, slightly curling them into fists as Damon began to thrust.

Immense pleasure built up within her almost immediately. Pleasure beyond her wildest dreams. (Y/N) wondered if this was how all sex felt, or if she was only feeling this way because Damon was a vampire. Either way, it was a feeling she could get used to, and that she was excited to get used to with all the time they were about to have together.

A string of moans and curses passed through (Y/N)’s lips as Damon began to kiss her neck again, finding her sweet spot quickly. She moved herself in a way to try and feel Damon as deep inside of her as she possibly could, resulting in the two of them moaning together as Damon filled her up.

His thrusts began to pick up and before either of them knew it, Damon was thrusting so hard that he was nearly moving the bed. He gripped the bed sheets beneath them, trying his hardest not to accidentally hurt (Y/N) while also getting lost in the pleasure he was feeling.

An unfamiliar feeling began to build up in (Y/N), and, before she could even consider what it was, she felt herself hitting her climax. She dug her nails into Damon’s back. She was sure she would’ve drew blood if he wasn’t so much stronger and tougher than she was in every way. Feeling her walls clenching around him, Damon couldn’t help the slight stutter in his thrusts as he began to feel himself climaxing as well.

(Y/N) held Damon for a long time, her vision spotty from the orgasm but slowly coming back. She looked up at the ceiling above them until she was sure she could see again, and let Damon go. He wanted nothing more than to lay there, tangled with her for a long time, but he knew he should pull away and check on her.

“How was that for your first time?” he asked as he settled himself next to her.

(Y/N) rolled onto her side to cuddle into him, wincing as she did so. “I’m a little sore, but I’m assuming that’s a good thing.”

“You will be for a while,” Damon admitted. “We’ll lie here for a while, then I’ll run you a hot bath and you can relax for a while.”

They laid in silence for some time. (Y/N) felt Damon’s cold body against hers. She thought about the events of that day for a long time, about what her agreement to be with Damon for so long, and admitting her feelings for him, meant.

“Are you going to change me?” she asked him, moving her head to look up at him. “Into a vampire, I mean.”

“I would like to eventually,” he responded. “I meant what I said, I want to be with you for eternity. I know that’s a lot to swallow right now, so you can take your time to think about it. If you really do want to be with me, I will change you. If you’d rather it be a normal human relationship, than I won’t, but just know that eventually I will have to leave again, and you’ll have to find someone else.”

(Y/N) shook her head. “No, I want to be with you. I want to change into a vampire, and I do want to marry you...someday.”

“Why do I feel like there’s a but coming.”

(Y/N) smiled. “But, I want to wait until I graduate. I want to finish high school and live through all those milestones while I’m still human. I want to be with you as your girlfriend in that time, it’ll give us enough time to be sure that we both want this. Then, after I’ve graduated, I will marry you, and you can change me.”

Damon held (Y/N) tightly and kissed the top of her head. “Okay, I can agree to that. I’ll just have to make a mental note to propose to you on your graduation day.”

(Y/N) giggled and cuddled into Damon’s chest. She couldn’t help the overwhelming happiness she was feeling within her as she laid there with her boyfriend, the love of her life, and her husband to be.

#damon salvatore #damon salvatore imagine #damon salvatore x reader #ian somerhalder #ian somerhalder imagine #ian somerhalder x reader #the vampire diaries #the vampire diaries imagine #tvd #vampire diaries #vampire diaries imagine #imagine #one shot #request

[oliverwxod]

Do you want me crawling back to you? (part 2)

Pairing; Oliver Wood x reader

Warnings; swearing, little bit of smut 

Part 1

 Oliver stared at her from across the hall. His eyes following her every move, taking in her every smile as she talked along with two Slytherin boys. One he knew as Marcus Flint. A Slytherin Oliver truly despised.

 "You need to stop doing that" she said as she walked out of the great hall, past Oliver who was leaning against the wall casually.

 "Doing what?" He smirked watching her intently. He was always looking at her like this, it made her self conscious.

 "Undressing me with your eyes from across the room."she spoke frustrated.

 "Why? Does it turn you on or something?" He asked. 

 "You're disgusting" she spoke frowning before walking away from him. Oliver laughed watching her retreating figure

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 It had been a while since he had slept with someone. Not since the Hufflepuff in the broom closet a couple weeks ago. A couple girls had approached him but he apologized and told them he wasn't in the mood. He was waiting for her. Waiting for her to give in and come find him

. He was starting to lose hope. He was sure she would have come to him sooner than this. Maybe he should just forget about her. The next person to approach him he would say yes to. 

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 Y/n couldn't get Oliver off of her mind. His offer looked more and more appealing to her the longer she thought about it. He was experienced in that department so at least her first time would be good. Yet part of her still wanted to wait, so it would be special.

 She didn't want to sleep with someone who slept with lots of people. She didn't want to be one of those girls afterwards. She wanted to mean something.

 Y/n was staring across the great hall, watching as a Hufflepuff girl approached him.

 "I heard he turned a Ravenclaw down the other week" she heard one of her friends spoke.

 "Who?" She asked curiously.

 "Oliver Wood" her friend spoke as if it was obvious.

 "Why is that so shocking?" She asked.

 "He never says no to Hufflepuffs or Ravenclaws" she said. This confused y/n even more. 

 "Why Ravenclaws and hufflepuffs?" She asked "what's so special about them?"

 "He only sleeps with Ravenclaws and hufflepuffs" her friend spoke " he never sleeps with Gryffindors because he doesn't want any awkward encounters In The common room, I don't blame him" 

 "Wish I could spend a night with him" y/n heard her friend speak as she stared at Oliver.

 "I'm sure If you asked him he'd be up for it" y/n grumbled not interested in eating her breakfast. Both her friends laughed. 

 "What?" She asked frowning.

 "Oliver doesn't fuck Slytherins" they laughed. 

“Oh" y/n was confused. She hasn't noticed he'd never slept with anyone from Slytherin. 

 She looked over to where the Gryffindor door keeper sat, watching as he smirked up at the Hufflepuff girl. She found herself glaring at him. Oliver could feel her stare from across the room, looking up and meeting her eyes. He raised one eyebrow up at her in a challenging manor. 

 "Sorry I'm going to have to decline your offer" Oliver spoke to the girl in front of him. She looked disappointed but turned to leave. 

 Oliver met y\n's eyes again before she looked away. 

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  "Oliver" she called knowing she would find him down at the Quidditch pitch. He was locking up the Quidditch supplies when he heard her voice. He looked at her in shock. 

 "Yes?" He asked waiting for her to carry on. He knew she would give in to him. It just took her longer than he expected.

 "I-" y/n didn't know what to say, she hadn't thought this through properly.

 "You what?" He tried to encourage her. He smirked when there was no reply. 

 "It doesn't matter, I'm just going to go-" 

 "No" Oliver nearly shouted, he was so close to getting what he desired, his hand grabbing her wrist gently to pull her back. She took a deep breath, meeting his eyes. 

 "Go on" he said "say it" 

 "Oliver-" 

"Say it, tell me what you want" he spoke. His hand leaving her wrist and opting to hold her hand. 

 Tugging gently he led her to the Gryffindor locker room and into his office area where the sofa was. Oliver had spent many nights opting to sleep on this sofas working on Quidditch plays late into the night.

 "Say it" he spoke pushing her gently onto the sofa so her back was pressed against the cushions. He hovered over her, leaning down so she could feel the heat of his breath on her face. 

 "Oliver, please" she whispered, helplessly from where she lay beneath him. 

"Please what?" He asked, wanting to hear those three words from her. 

 "Please, just - do somthing" she whispered, eyes closed and finally giving in, but not saying the words he wanted her to. She didn't want it to be this easy. 

 Oliver felt alive. This was something he had never felt before. He basked in the innocence leaving her eyes, now dark with lust as needy whines escape from her parted lips. He kissed her softly, taking the opportunity to bite at her lip.

 He looked into her eyes the whole time he fucked her. 

 She gasped quietly , her head thrown back as he stared at her in amazement, her hand tightening around the back of his neck as the pleasure over took her. he's never done that before, never fucked anyone while looking into their eyes, it was too intimate, but this made him feel powerful. 

 Normally Oliver wasn't very vocal in bed but this was better than he had imagined. He couldn't stop the low pitched moans tumbling from his lips, his eyes closed in ecstasy. Oliver had never been in this much pleasure. His hand were digging tightly into her hips pulling her closer but not close enough. 

 He flipped them over, her now ontop of him as he sat up slightly. He rested his forehead on hers watching her face crease up.

 "Look at me" he spoke, his thumb Rubbing the side of her jaw as she moaned. She didn't open her eyes. "Look at me" he demanded again, his other hand now caressing her ofher cheek.

 Her eyes slowly opened meeting his. He moved his hips forward slowly, watching as her eyes closed again in pleasure. Oliver knew he wasn't going to last long inside her. She felt amazing, more than he had ever dreamed of. 

 "Fuck" she whispered, her eyes squeezing closed in pleasure as she neared her high.

 Oliver tumbled over the edge from her swearing. It was too much for him to handle. He pulled her hips down onto him a final time, her head falling to rest in the crook of his neck as she caught her breath back. They stayed like this, the only sound being their fast breathing.

 She made a small noise as she stood up, refusing to look at him. She didn't understand how she could go from feeling so good to suddenly so bad. Knowing he would want her to leave straight away she started to get her things, her eyes tearing up in the process.

 She may have regretted it knowing she would now leave and most likely never speak to him again. 

 "What are you doing?" Oliver asked confused. He finally managed to get the girl he wanted and now she was leaving.

 "Going back to the castle" she replied still not looking at him. Oliver stood up pulling his trousers on and doing his belt up, his top still laying discarded on the floor. Y/n was trying not to stare at the defined muscles that were the product of many Quidditch practices. 

 Oliver didn't know what to say or how to keep her here.

   "Why?-" 

 "What just happened was a mistake... You can't tell anyone- I'm not... I'm not like this, that wasn't me." She spoke her voice becoming hysterical.

 "Hey, calm down, it's okay-"

 "No it's not, I'm not one of those girls, I'm not easy!" She said. Oliver couldn't take how she was avoiding looking at her. He thought he finally had her.

“So you regret it?" He spoke monotone, sighing before sitting on the sofa his head in his hands. 

 Y/n stopped rushing to leave when she saw the distress Oliver was in. She hesitantly made her way to the sofa sitting down next to him. 

 "I'm sorry if you felt that I forced you into this" he said looking up at her.

 "No- it was my choice-"

 "But you regret it" he spoke. She kept quiet. 

She didn't know if she did or not.

 "I'm just a bit confused" she said. "I need some time to think, I'll talk to you in a couple days, but please- please don’t tell anyone" she spoke before getting up and leaving.

She took one last look at the Gryffindor his head back in his hands before she shut the door behind her.

 "Bloody Slytherins" Oliver muttered under his breath, his ego being knocked as it seemed she couldn't wait to get away from him. He would never admit it but it hurt. 

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