Just being in love with fictional characters

heroderekhale:

It starts off slow, Derek trailing his fingers along Stiles’ chest as they both slowly wake up; Stiles smirking at him the lower Derek’s fingers go down his body.  Then it’s soft kisses with Derek leaning over him, kissing Stiles’ moles, the jut of his jaw; his hand sliding over Stiles’ hip and gripping Stiles’ ass, tugging him closer.

"Oh," Stiles says, mouth rubbing against Derek’s cheek.  "Can we?"

Derek laughs, his arm curling under Stiles’ neck, holding him tightly.  “You need to ask?”

And then it’s desperate, Stiles whimpering into Derek’s mouth as they kiss; Derek’s hand covering Stiles’ ass, teasing at his hole, sliding his thigh between Stiles’ leg as they rub up against each other.  Stiles’ skin is so hot up against Derek, and Derek can’t get enough, tugging Stiles as close as he can and biting down on Stiles’ neck.

The slick slide of Stiles’ cock against his makes Derek gasp, licking the red mark slowly forming on Stiles’ neck and it’s too much and not enough at the same time.  They could fuck if Derek could stand to move away from Stiles, but it’s still so early and this is — Derek loves this, when they’re both desperate and needing to touch, needing to get off; when the most important thing to them both is contact and the knowledge that they have each other in this moment.

"Derek, I want — fuck, you —”

"This?" Derek asks, sliding his fingers between Stiles’ cheeks, pressing one against his hole.

"Oh God,” Stiles whines, his forehead pressed against Derek’s shoulder.

Derek takes that as permission and presses a finger in — Stiles still slightly slick and open from last night — and he slowly fucks him with it, keeping up the constant roll of their hips until Stiles is writhing against him, nonsense words spilling from his mouth.

It’s still so intoxicating that he can get Stiles like this, that Stiles can inspire the same reaction in him; it’s all Derek can do to hold on, to make sure Stiles comes first, and he gets his goal when Stiles’ whole body shudders and he comes with a high pitched whine.

"Y’get off as well," Stiles says after a moment, his body slightly limp and his arms still wrapped around Derek.  "C’mon, you do it."

Derek smirks, kissing Stiles’ sweaty skin, and he slides his finger out of Stiles, holding him by the hips and sliding his cock through the mess of come on Stiles’ stomach.  Derek rolls Stiles onto his back and covers him with his body, his cock moving against Stiles’ skin until he comes, and it’s so fierce it’s almost by surprise; he collapses against Stiles, burying his face against his neck and inhaling deeply.

"You smell good," Derek says quietly, enjoying the feel of Stiles’ hands stroking down his back.

"You always think I smell good like this."

"That’s because you do," Derek says, rolling off Stiles and extending his hand until he finds Stiles’ fingers, gripping them tightly.  "It’s you and me."

Stiles shuffles closer until he’s cuddled up to Derek, and he kisses Derek’s shoulder.  “Always.”

heroderekhale:

It starts off slow, Derek trailing his fingers along Stiles’ chest as they both slowly wake up; Stiles smirking at him the lower Derek’s fingers go down his body. Then it’s soft kisses with Derek leaning over him, kissing Stiles’ moles, the jut of his jaw; his hand sliding over Stiles’ hip and gripping Stiles’ ass, tugging him closer.

"Oh," Stiles says, mouth rubbing against Derek’s cheek. "Can we?"

Derek laughs, his arm curling under Stiles’ neck, holding him tightly. “You need to ask?”

And then it’s desperate, Stiles whimpering into Derek’s mouth as they kiss; Derek’s hand covering Stiles’ ass, teasing at his hole, sliding his thigh between Stiles’ leg as they rub up against each other. Stiles’ skin is so hot up against Derek, and Derek can’t get enough, tugging Stiles as close as he can and biting down on Stiles’ neck.

The slick slide of Stiles’ cock against his makes Derek gasp, licking the red mark slowly forming on Stiles’ neck and it’s too much and not enough at the same time. They could fuck if Derek could stand to move away from Stiles, but it’s still so early and this is — Derek loves this, when they’re both desperate and needing to touch, needing to get off; when the most important thing to them both is contact and the knowledge that they have each other in this moment.

"Derek, I want — fuck, you —”

"This?" Derek asks, sliding his fingers between Stiles’ cheeks, pressing one against his hole.

"Oh God,” Stiles whines, his forehead pressed against Derek’s shoulder.

Derek takes that as permission and presses a finger in — Stiles still slightly slick and open from last night — and he slowly fucks him with it, keeping up the constant roll of their hips until Stiles is writhing against him, nonsense words spilling from his mouth.

It’s still so intoxicating that he can get Stiles like this, that Stiles can inspire the same reaction in him; it’s all Derek can do to hold on, to make sure Stiles comes first, and he gets his goal when Stiles’ whole body shudders and he comes with a high pitched whine.

"Y’get off as well," Stiles says after a moment, his body slightly limp and his arms still wrapped around Derek. "C’mon, you do it."

Derek smirks, kissing Stiles’ sweaty skin, and he slides his finger out of Stiles, holding him by the hips and sliding his cock through the mess of come on Stiles’ stomach. Derek rolls Stiles onto his back and covers him with his body, his cock moving against Stiles’ skin until he comes, and it’s so fierce it’s almost by surprise; he collapses against Stiles, burying his face against his neck and inhaling deeply.

"You smell good," Derek says quietly, enjoying the feel of Stiles’ hands stroking down his back.

"You always think I smell good like this."

"That’s because you do," Derek says, rolling off Stiles and extending his hand until he finds Stiles’ fingers, gripping them tightly. "It’s you and me."

Stiles shuffles closer until he’s cuddled up to Derek, and he kisses Derek’s shoulder. “Always.”

(Source: because-b)

Anonymous said: ONE NIGHT STAND BEFORE THE FIRST DAY OF YOUR NEW JOB AND OOPS THAT WAS YOUR NEW BOSS YOU WERE SLEEPING WITH AU PLEASE LOVE U

felicitysmock:

The bar had been dark, smoky and hot, viciously so. Stiles had been that uninhibited drunk that meant he was tipsy, and willing to throw himself all over the place as he danced with Erica, but not stupid. He’d noticed the guy, noticing him. He’d smirked across the dancefloor at him, bitten his lip until it was raw and red and demanding the guy’s attention, draped his arms over the guy’s shoulders when he’d slunk out onto the floor finally, and pulled Stiles up against him. 

They hadn’t so much danced as ground into one another until Stiles had needed to pause for breath. There’d been big, hot hands tugging up his shirt, clutching at his bare hips, pressing into him with an intensity Stiles is sure will have left bruises. The guy had been rubbing his cheek along Stiles’, making him shiver and arch into him, beard burn be damned it had felt too good to make him stop. 

He’d pulled back, and the guy’s eyes had gone wide, almost panicked, before Stiles had mimed he needed a drink, tugged on his hand and led him through the crowd. 

He twists back to lean against the bar, grins when the guy falls into him, their bodies melting into one another. 

"What are you drinking?"

"Water," the guy shrugs, "Big day tomorrow."

"Aw, me too!"

"So, you’re out drinking?"

"Is that judgement I detect?"

"No," the guy smirks, drifts forward until his mouth is almost brushing with Stiles’, "I’m happy to be a distraction."

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thisarenotarealblog:

dremoranightmares:

oh god i tried to explain i’d’ve and y’all’d’ve to a friend who is a korean exchange student and she just kind of stared at me in horror for a minute lmao

Cower, languages with sensible grammar. American English is here.

thisarenotarealblog:

dremoranightmares:

oh god i tried to explain i’d’ve and y’all’d’ve to a friend who is a korean exchange student and she just kind of stared at me in horror for a minute lmao

Cower, languages with sensible grammar. American English is here.

(Source: dntdodrugs, via berepah)

disneyismyescape:

kinell:

Did you know that Crush is portrayed “high” because Sea Turtles actually eat jellyfish and the poisons inside the jelly doesn’t actually harm the turtle but instead intoxicates them much like marijuana does for humans.

i just thought it was because he was supposed to be a “surfer dude”

(Source: disneysdaily, via berepah)

mydeargatsby:

13bryantchristop:

I liked Slodwick’s design for this Welcome to Night Vale board game so much that I decided to make a fully playable physical version with a box, tray, and three dimensional pieces. (The box is made of plywood covered in a faux leather vinyl and felt.)

I changed up a few things like the color of the money (matching traditional Monopoly colors except for the $500 bill which I made purple) and the obelisk/pyramid buildings. Since these would have been too difficult for me to make out of wood, I made the obelisks condos (black cubes) and changed the pyramids back to hotels (like those you’d find in an original Monopoly game). For the game tokens, I attached Slodwick’s images onto a piece of PVC pipe (spray painted black) on top of a piece of felt. I also designed and wrote up my own instruction book to match Monopoly rules more closely while still keeping some of Slodwick’s Night Vale flavor.

As a finishing touch, I etched a Night Vale eye out of a brass plate, spray painted it black, and sanded the raised surface, giving it an interesting aged look. Overall, I think the project turned out quite well.

Here are some more pictures I took of the project.

Holy shit holy shit holy shit

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fivetail:

ayesiwmae:

do you remember when Weezer made a music video that was basically a compilation of memes and viral videos that, in retrospect, have aged like milk

okay but take a moment to imagine what this music video looks like to the younger generation who didn’t experience any of these memes

like what a bizarre compilation of non-sequiturs

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thenewenlightenmentage:

A Black Hole Doesn’t Die — It Does Something A Lot Weirder
Black holes are basically “game over, man,” for anything that gets too close to them, but they aren’t invincible. In fact, they’re always in the process of self-destructing. We’ll look at how they fizzle out, and see if we can help them do it faster.
The Event Horizon
Realistically speaking, you are dead as soon as you get anywhere near a black hole. You’ll be snapped like a rubber band by the differences in the gravitational pull on your top and bottom half, or you’ll be fried by radiation (more on that later). No one in the foreseeable future (even if we try to foresee multiple millennia into the future) will get close to a black hole. Pass the event horizon, however, and you don’t even have an unforeseeable future. Once material gets beyond the event horizon, it’s being pulled into the black hole with such force that it doesn’t escape. Not even light gets out. Once something has gone beyond the event horizon, it no longer really “counts” as part of the universe anymore.
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thenewenlightenmentage:

A Black Hole Doesn’t Die — It Does Something A Lot Weirder

Black holes are basically “game over, man,” for anything that gets too close to them, but they aren’t invincible. In fact, they’re always in the process of self-destructing. We’ll look at how they fizzle out, and see if we can help them do it faster.

The Event Horizon

Realistically speaking, you are dead as soon as you get anywhere near a black hole. You’ll be snapped like a rubber band by the differences in the gravitational pull on your top and bottom half, or you’ll be fried by radiation (more on that later). No one in the foreseeable future (even if we try to foresee multiple millennia into the future) will get close to a black hole. Pass the event horizon, however, and you don’t even have an unforeseeable future. Once material gets beyond the event horizon, it’s being pulled into the black hole with such force that it doesn’t escape. Not even light gets out. Once something has gone beyond the event horizon, it no longer really “counts” as part of the universe anymore.

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deanwinchestersshortshorts:

thumbtackjuicyfruitspork:

You know when a fast angry song comes on that you know every word to and you’re in just the right mood that your eyes light up with the fire and angst of a thousand punk rockers and you just feel so alive

puT ON YOUR WAR PAINT

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lakilester:

No one get’s lynched for exfoliating is the greatest come back I’ve ever witnessed.

lakilester:

No one get’s lynched for exfoliating is the greatest come back I’ve ever witnessed.

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*uses tumblr mobile for 5 minutes*

coalgirls:

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*battery drains to 30% scrolling through grey boxes*

(via bilesandthesourwolf)

Teen Wolf AU: The feud between the Hales and the Argents has been going on for long enough, so Derek and Chris, despite still being very suspicious of each other, have decided to meet up for peace talks. However, unlike it had been agreed on earlier, neither of them shows up alone (in Derek’s case) or unarmed (in Chris’ case), which leads to some tension. 

(Source: hellasterek, via bilesandthesourwolf)

gerard-you-little-shit:

superherotimelorddetective:

choc-o-late:

est-offensa-et-mirari:

deppsydoodle:

deppsydoodle:

why is peter pan always flying?

he neverlands

I love this joke because it never grows old

It has a nice hook.

This doesn’t make sense. I’m lost, boys

MAYBE THIS IS WHY TINKERBELL IS ALWAYS FUCKIN PISSED OFF

(via wayward-daughter-in-a-bluebox)

freshcleanfit:

In other news, this is one of my favorite Twitter happenings to date. 

freshcleanfit:

In other news, this is one of my favorite Twitter happenings to date. 

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