''do you kiss your friends on the cheek

anonymous asked:

Hello! I just saw your "stop ignoring me" spell, and i really want to use it on one of my kind of former friends (i want to be friends with him again but he's ignoring me) and kissing him on the cheek really isn't an option, considering he's in a different country atm. What could i replace that part of the spell with? Or do i need to use a whole different one? Thank you in advance and i'm sorry if this is a bit silly, i'm still a baby witch 🙊💕

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Dating Remus would include...

Requested- Hey :) Could you do a ‘dating Remus would include’ please?

Originally posted by lifetimearoundtheworld

  • being delighted by his cute subconscious actions
  • him giving you cute kisses on your forehead
  • secret dates at the Astronomy Tower
  • to avoid his nosy friends
  • a lot of cuddling
  • gentlest boyfriend you could ask for
  • finding out that he’s a werewolf
  • you don’t care, of course
  • “Remus, I honestly don’t care. I’ll always be there for you.”
  • “I’ll always be there for you, too, y/n.”
  • the rest of the Marauder gang accepting you after you told Remus that you would be by his side no matter what
  • you helping him with transforming each full moon
  • treating his wounds when you’re alone with him
  • ending up making out
  • becoming best friends with Lily
  • him telling you how beautiful you are everyday
  • lots of blushing moments
  • him rambling whenever he gets nervous
  • him pinching your cheek while you were pinching his
  • height difference
  • you having to struggle to kiss him because he’s so tall
  • “Ugh, why are you so tall!”
  • “Do you need me to help you get a stool?”
  • “I hate you.”
  • “Thanks.”
  • him enjoying to watch you struggle
  • then he kisses you
  • “Sorry, love.”
  • “Fine.”

request, here // masterlist

some spooky scary halloween prompts (for OTPs or BROTPs)
  • we’re both at this halloween party and you are SLOSHED and your friends ditched you, i can’t leave you alone??
  • we don’t know each other but i came as (character A) and you came as (character B) and well, look at that, (character A/character B) is both of our otps…strange…we should do something about that….like make out
  • whoops you’re wearing the same costume as my best friend, i did not mean to hug you and kiss your cheek, where is my friend?? but you are so cute
  • we’re at a harry potter themed halloween party and you and i are the ONLY hufflepuffs, what the heck?
  • you come up to my door in the middle of a sea of children, aren’t you a little old to be trick-or-treating??
  • we’re both bobbing for apples and it gets super competitive very fast
  • can you please turn off “this is halloween” it’s fucking JUNE
  • you’re scared of haunted houses and halloween attractions and i don’t even know you but your friends left you behind (what dicks) so i’m gonna hold your hand and get you through this, alright?
  • ever since we were kids its been our tradition to binge watch horrible scary movies on halloween, go get the popcorn ready
  • you absolutely loathe horror films whereas i love them, can we please please please just watch one? i’ll hold you if you get scared!
  • why on earth did i think a good first date was watching the human centipede with them on halloween, they’re never going to call me back
  • there’s a costume contest at our school/campus and you’ve won the last three years…i’m determined to beat you for best costume this year
  • you’re very superstitious, so when you come over to my apartment for the first time and see i have a black cat, you start to cry and wtf i have no idea what to do?? but socks won’t hurt you, i promise?? i’ve had him for five years and he’s never brought bad luck??
  • i thought you were joking about being a witch but holy shit, you actually practice witchcraft, that’s so cool and also kind of intimidating?
  • we decided to go camping with a bunch of our friends on halloween and we’re telling ghost stories around the fire when we hear a sound come from the woods…turns out you just went to go pee, jesus, you scared us
  • you have no idea what until dawn is and you’re terrified of horror games/films and i make you play it with me on halloween, i know i’m a dick, but it’s such a good game!
  • better yet, we’re starting out youtubers and we dedicated all of october to playing scary games like slenderman, fnaf, indie games, until dawn, etc and because of our pansy ass crybabying over the horror genre we get really popular really fast?? how? why???
  • we share an apartment and you decide to go all-out decorating for halloween while i’m at work. a notice would’ve been nice before i walked into a fake spider web and cried because i thought it was real, thanks a lot
dating dan | dan howell

-dan would see guys looking at you, and he would get really jealous. just to let them know that you’re his, as much as he is yours, he would always grab your hand and intertwine your fingers, press a kiss to your cheek, or his hand that would already be on the small of your back would slide lower down. he would just do little things to make sure they got the idea to not try anything

-going to youtube conventions and other special events with dan and phil would be so fun. you’d get to experience things you wouldn’t have seen before, as well as meeting the other youtubers and becoming friends

-accidentally getting caught making out by phil more than once. you and dan would be in the living room, sitting on the lounge, and phil would say that he needed to go out, and as soon as he walked out of the flat’s door, dan’s lips would be on yours. dan would be in the middle of climbing on top of you just as phil would walk through the door again, saying that he forgot something, leading to the awkward coughs and an “i think i’ll just, um, leave you now,” from phil

-watching him filming videos and then trying not to laugh at his little comedy skits. of course, seeing you trying to keep your laughter in would always make dan laugh, therefore resulting in lots of bloopers

-having unexpectedly deep conversations at three in the morning while cuddling up to each other in bed

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Request: Hey, love! Can you do 7,1 and 5 for the fluffy prompts, please? I just really need Remus cuddles right now.


You and your, not sure if you could say boyfriend, Remus Lupin, were very much an awkward teenage couple, the kind who wasn’t sure whether to hold hands or not, or whether to do couple-y things. Despite being 6th years, and knowing each other for about 10 years, the two of you were the definition of a middle-school couple, not even having your actual first kiss yet, and being embarrassed to peck each other on the cheek (even though you had done that for years) and to hold hands.

It was really awkward transitioning from best friends to potential significant others, the first few innocent dates you had gone on were tense, and you two sat as far away as you could from each other without it being too awkward. It was as if the two of you were 11-year-olds again, who had finally had their first crush; blushing and running away whenever anything had to do with them. 

It had finally gotten less awkward, and almost reverted back to your friendship (you guys were very lovey-dovey best friends, almost acting like a couple already), except this time the two of your feelings were open, instead of lingering in the air. However, everything had a different feel, as if somehow this were a dream. It was as if you were weightless, the two of you hardly being seen without smiles on your faces. 

And so, as all new couples you found yourself cuddling into each other, just enjoying the others company and the lack of excitement in the castle. It was an Autumn Saturday, and the two of you had opted to stay inside, to avoid the chilliness, the warning of the fastcoming winter. 

You had made the mistake of taking off your fuzzy socks, and now your toes were freezing, as you were laying down on Remus’ arm, resting your hand on his rising and falling chest. The covers seemed to be doing nothing, as the two of you were still very cold, and it was hard for you to join Remus in slumber if you were cold.

“I’m cold. Come closer.” Remus whined sleepily, as he brought you closer to him, his eyes still closed. You snuggled into his chest, enjoying the heat radiating from him, as you intertwined your legs, his pant legs riding up, your toes coming in contact with his bare leg. He hissed, as his eyes shot open, looking at you with a pout. “You’re feet ‘re cold.” He grumbled sleepily, upset at having been woken up.

You giggled at his face, finding him adorable, before you kissed his nose. “ ‘M sorry, Love. My feet are always cold.”

He pouted a bit more, pulling you closer to him, swinging his leg over yours, his lanky body, clinging onto yours. “They shouldn’t be ice cubes, Love.” He murmured, burying his nose into the top of your head, kissing you lightly on the crown of your head.

You snuggled your face into his chest, taking in his scent of cinnamon, chocolate, sweaters and books. You squeezed your eyes shut, a happy sigh escaping your lips as you snuggled into the warmth he was emitting.   “You’re really soft.” You say, your voice soft spoken, looking up at him, a smile on your face, as the corners of his lips curled up.

The two of you laid there for hours, not talking, just enjoying being so close to the other. You would speak occasionally, but mostly you were cuddling up to each other, trying to stay warm, as the brisk Autumn air entered the room from the cracked open window.

You two were talking when you both looked at the clock and realized that dinner was happening, and you guys wouldn’t have much time to go down to eat. Groaning, you cuddled into Remus’ side, trying to hide your face as you tried to melt into a puddle.

Remus was staring at your actions, a small loving smile on his lips, as he shook you gently, trying to get you to move. “If we don’t leave now, Love, we won’t have dinner.”

“I don’t wanna get up,” You whined, hiding your face even more, “You’re comfy.” 

He laughed a bit at your reluctance to leave, before placing a small kiss on your forehead. “Okay, Love. We’ll stay.”

But you hadn’t heard him, because you had dozed off, little snores coming out of you, making Remus smile, as he placed a kiss on your head. “I love you.” He whispered, before dozing off himself. Little did he know, you had heard him and felt the same way about him. 

At 5

You learn the word homosexual. You don’t really know what it means, but you know one of them moved in down the street and is going to be attending your church. Your parents are angry about it, and your brother just rolls his eyes. Why do your parents hate homosexuals so much? At 5, you learn that to be a homosexual is to earn your parents’ hatred.

At 9

You become friends with the girl who lives across from you. She is ten, which is the most amazing thing to you. The two of you spend an entire summer becoming the best of friends. If anyone asked, you would tell them she was the greatest person to ever exist. One day when you two are in her tree house she kisses your cheek. That’s the first time you understand what it means to have butterflies in your stomach. From then on they beat against your rib cage any time you see her. As the summer comes to a close you are back in the tree house. This time she kisses your lips. It’s quick, barely even a kiss, but it sends the butterflies into a frenzy. You are so happy that this girl is your best friend. You tell your mom because you’re ecstatic that you could be so close with someone. Your mom goes ballistic, and suddenly you can’t see her anymore. At 9, you find and lose something you treasured.

At 12

You learn the word gay. It’s the same thing as homosexual. You think you must be gay. It would make so much sense, wouldn’t it? Unfortunately, you also learn the word faggot. If you’re gay then you’re a faggot, and no one at your school likes faggots. At 12, you decide you won’t be gay.

At 14

You end up in the same high school as your childhood best friend. You immediately become close again. She tells you that she’s bi, and it’s the first time you have heard that word. Maybe you’re bi? Would it be easier to be bi than gay? You tell your parents about your friend and what she told you. They are angry, and you feel your heart shatter like glass. If you can’t be bi, then you certainly can’t be gay. Your parents forbid you from seeing your friend again. Later that night your brother tells you to be friends with whoever you want. You listen to him. At 14, you take a small step toward being yourself.

At 16

You meet a girl. She’s bi, like your best friend, and she’s brought back the butterflies you had at 9. Everything about her makes you happy. You would do anything to tell your parents, but you know you can’t. The harsh words they have said echo in your mind every time you think of it. Still, you stay with the girl. Word gets out at school, and you’re painfully reminded of the word faggot. It’s hissed at you in halls, and painted on your locker. It becomes your new name, branded on the inside of your eyelids so you can never forget. Your best friend reminds you of the phrase, “sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me,” then you tell her that it isn’t just a word. It’s a knife. No, it’s a sword that’s plunged into your gut every day. One day it is too much, and you break up with the girl. She says you broke her heart, but you assure her that yours is broken too. At 16, you break your own heart.

At 19

You are out of your town. You’re attending a university in the city, and everything feels so much better. The campus is one of the most accepting places you have ever been to. Your best friend is with you. She introduces you to a Gay Straight Alliance club. It took nineteen years, but you finally feel like you belong. You decide your parents and brother need to know. You sit in the living room with them over fall break. Sweat runs down your neck, and your hands won’t stop shaking. It feels like your stomach might be alive with butterflies, but these are angry. They’re hornets, threatening to rip through your skin and escape. You have never said the word gay in front of your family. When you finally do it feels like a bullet leaving your mouth. Everyone is stunned into silence. Your brother is the first to talk. He says he loves you. Your parents repeat him. The word love plays on an endless loop between the four of you. You are out of the closet. Everything did get better.

At 19, you are free.

My Only Hate

Originally posted by rickdixonandthefandomlifeposts

Pairing: Negan x Reader
Word count: 1,418
Warnings: Swearing

Final part of Violent Desires Meet Violent Ends

Waking up, your head was on Negan’s chest, his arm around your shoulders. You smiled up at him, enjoying how normal this felt. He smirked down at you, amused. “See somethin’ you like, sweetheart?”

You shrugged. “I might.” Grinning, you leaned up and kissed him softly. “Y/N.” You told him. He shifted, looking at you with furrowed brows. “You don’t have to tell me your name right now. I do like calling you the mystery man to my friends, but I wanted you to have mine.”

Surprisingly, he grinned at you. A full on, honest, joyful grin. He cupped your cheek and rolled the two of you so that he was over you. His brown eyes were locked on you Y/E/C eyes, both full of want and need for the other. His thumb brushed your bottom lip before he caught your lips with his.

Nothing more needed to be said, he showed you what he felt for you. You didn’t need his name right then, you didn’t need some sweet words, all you needed was him. Gripping his shoulders as he rolled his hips into yours, your eyes fluttered shut. His scruff rubbed against your neck, leaving the perfect burn in it’s wake. You felt his teeth barely brush against your skin as a low groan escaped him. “Oh…” You gasped.

“I love those sounds you make, sweetheart.” He panted, holding you tight to himself.

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#7 - “Watch me”

Sum: Shawn and Y/N are fighting and Y/N decides that enough is enough.

Words: 747

Originally posted by bottomoftheoceanworld

“No! Don’t you dare blame this on me, Shawn!”

 "Well, what do you expect me to do?“

 "I don’t know, trust me maybe?!" 

"How am I suppose to? Tell me, Y/N, because I am DYING to know!”

This argument had been going for at least 30 minutes now. The day had started out perfectly. Your best friend, Ashton, had just come home from living across the world and you hadn’t seen each other in years. Ash asked you to grab a coffee which you gladly accepted.

The thing was that fans had spotted you hugging and kissing cheeks and the tweets spread rumors faster than a lightning. Of course Shawn had seen the pictures and was by now furious.

“Because he is my best friend and I would never do anything to hurt you.” You responded with a loud voice. Shawn snorted and folded his arms over his chest. 

“Shawn, you meet hundreds of girls each day and you never hear me complaining when you kiss their cheeks.”

“That’s a whole different thing, Y/N.”

“But it isn’t!” You argued and crossed your arms over your chest as you took a step closer to him.

“Yeah it is! My job includes meeting fans. It’s pretty much my duty to make them happy. Without them I am nothing.”

“What about my happiness?” You mumbled and looked down on your feet. In the corner of your eyes you saw how Shawn frowned confused and rolled his eyes.

“What about it?” He simply answered.

“How do think I’m feeling when you go off touring, sometimes being away for over 6 months?” 

He stood silent.

“How do you think I’m doing? It’s not like I’m having sex with each guy I see just because you’re not home and I feel alone. Shawn, I wait for you to come home because I love you.”

Shawn snorted and rolled his eyes once again. 

“Why should I believe what you’re saying? Who knows, maybe you’ve been sleeping around. Maybe you’ve been a stupid groupie all this time? Maybe, each time I’m in the studio, Ashton comes here and fucks you behind my back?”


Those words hit you like knives stabbing you over and over again. How could he say that? You would never, ever do such thing. You thought he knew that. 

You just glared at him with wide eyes and a slightly open mouth. You felt like crying, but not in front of Shawn. No, he didn’t deserve your tears.

Suddenly his face turned around as he just realized what he said. 

“N-no, Y/N I didn’t—" 

"Save it.” You interrupted him and turned around to grab your bag on the floor. You couldn’t stay anymore.

“Where are you going?” He asked with a voice of panic. You stood up straight and swung your bag over you shoulder and looked at your boyfriend. 

“Not your concern. I’m surprised you even care.” You muttered and grabbed your converse to put them on.

“But it is my concern!” You gave him an angry glare and ignored him. Now he cares? About time.

 "Y/N, don’t you dare. Don’t you dare walk out on me.“ He said and glared at you with a clenched jaw. You took a few deep breaths before you turned around and headed for the door. 

"Watch me, superstar.”

You were about to open the door when a hand quickly smashed the door close again. You caught your breath and jumped around to see Shawn standing only a few inches away from your face with his hands pressed against the door to hold it close. You opened your mouth to scream at him, but no words came out.

“Don’t go.” Shawn husky muttered and looked into your Y/EC eyes with such desperation. You didn’t have an answer. You just looked into his brown eyes and felt yourself drowning in them.


Suddenly he crashed his lips on yours which made you catch your breath in surprise. He pressed you up against the door even more and held his hands on your hips. You started to relax and kissed him back which made him squeeze your hips even more.

After a few seconds he slowly pulled back and rested his forehead against yours as you both breathed each other in.

“Stay. Please. I love you.” He raspy whispered. You gulped hard before nodding your head slowly.

 "I’m not going anywhere.“



Under the Mistletoe: A Collection of Avengers Drabbles

Steve: You were caught on Christmas Eve after the team finally succeeded in getting you under the mistletoe together. Or rather, Nat shoved you and Bucky pushed Steve so that you collided and landed right under that damn plant. You were both understandably surprised as you were best friends, though both of you had been harboring a crush for the other for far too long (to everyone’s knowledge but your own). But then you’d given him a kiss on the cheek and smiled in that way you did just for him, and before he knew what he was doing, he pulled you down and brought your lips together. And from the look you shared after pulling away, you knew this was going to be the start of something special.

Bucky: It was hard to count the sprigs of mistletoe hidden around your home. Your husband was determined to make your first Christmas as a married couple special, and evidently that included excuses to make out whenever it was convenient. From above the kitchen sink and in the entryway to above the damn shower and over the chair in your bedroom, there was hardly anywhere you weren’t given reason to share a kiss. You had the last laugh when all the boxes he thought contained his gifts were instead stuffed with mistletoe!

Peter: You’d only been dating for a few months, and while you and Peter were very comfortable around each other, he was terrified you would get caught kissing under the mistletoe by your father. Any time you ended up there together, he kept the kisses short until you had enough. You called Peter from the living room to where you were making a snack. Unbeknownst to Peter, you had hung a bunch of mistletoe right above where you were standing, and so when Peter came over to you, you threw your arms around his neck and gave him a proper kiss… or multiple kisses, turning into a rather passionate make out session. During which your father walked into the room. Needless to say, Peter’s fear had come true, but it was kind of worth it.

T’Challa: He knew it was your favorite holiday, and he had tried his absolute hardest to get enough free time to spend a week or two with you, he really had. But there was a crisis in Wakanda, and how could he help from thousands of miles away? He was the king, for god’s sake. And so you were resigned to spend the holidays without him, hoping instead you could celebrate on your own time when the crisis was resolved. You were enjoying time with your family - chatting, eating, drinking, laughing - when there was a knock at the front door of your parents’ home. You went to get it, not knowing what to expect - everyone who was supposed to be there was in the living room. Opening the door, you let out a squeal of surprise before jumping into the arms of your beloved king. “You’re here!!” “Yes, and I could not be happier, my love.” You stepped inside, dragging him along with you until he tugged you back. Following his gaze upward, you grinned as you saw what he did. “Well you know what that means, your majesty.” “Oh indeed, I do.” He smirked devilishly as he leaned down to kiss you.

Tony: Tony decided to forgo having a holiday party this year, instead opting to spend the holidays alone with you on some beautiful island in the middle of nowhere. Though you had agreed on no gifts this year - you were going to a private island for god’s sake - you both broke the rules and got each other something - you just couldn’t resist! In your defense, though, they were very thoughtful. You had written Tony a stack of “open when” letters, along with a pair of mugs. Each mug had half a heart and one said “don’t go breakin’ my heart” while the other had “i couldn’t if i tried.” Meanwhile, Tony had given you a “passport to love.” But where most people planned out dates with the theme being from different countries around the world, Tony had actually planned long weekends away in those countries

Natasha: The pair of you were snuggled up together on the couch on Christmas morning, having already exchanged gifts with the other Avengers last night. You’d gotten up and made a pot of coffee before joining Nat in the living room to exchange presents with one another. As you were relaxing in the comfort of her arms, Nat pulled you to face her and said - ever so calmly - “Do you wanna get married?” “Are you asking?” She smiled slyly and told you to open the smallest box under the tree. Inside was a gorgeous, simple ring. Grinning widely, you put it on before looking up at the mistletoe you had hung above the couch earlier in the season. “It’s a yes from me,” you murmured as you leaned in to kiss your future wife.

Clint: You were doing couple-y things together, as you normally did, when Clint would be oh-so-clever and pull out a sprig of mistletoe. One time you were cuddling on the couch and he got this downright devious look in his eye. Before you could question him, he was holding a bunch of mistletoe over your heads and grinning. Of course, you weren’t really about to complain. That is until he tried to pull the stunt at the park, and the grocery store, and at the coffee shop. But you still indulged him anyway.

Merry Christmas & Happy Holidays to all of you lovely people! Stay safe, enjoy yourselves, and be happy. I hope you enjoyed this little collection of drabbles. :) also I know there’s no mistletoe in Tony’s but I think it’s cute enough without it! (also I totally forgot to include it lmao)

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Red Velvet Reaction To You Randomly Kissing Their Cheek

Irene: As you two were cuddling on the couch watching some movie on tv, you leaned over to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She smiled and blushed a little bit while looking up at you. 

“what was that for?”

“i dont know i just wanted to do it”

Seulgi: *kisses her cheek*

“can i get one more?” she asks while leaning her red toned cheek back towards your lips, giving you a cute smile after you kiss her again. 

Wendy: Although she’s used to your random demonstrations of affection, seungwan would be a little surprised to you kissing her in front of the other members, she didnt expected such thing since you were a little shy. She just kisses you back in response, thinking about how she’ll deal with her friends teasing her about it later on.

Joy: After you gave her a shy kiss on the cheek she would smile and glance at you with a playful look on her face. 

“sooyoung likes”

Yeri: Poor baby would be so embarrassed when you randomly gives her a peck on the cheek in front of her group members. She didn’t really know how to react apart from returning the little kiss and try to hide her red cheeks. 

(gifs not mine, credit to the rightful owner.) 

Under the Mistletoe

Originally posted by kyunseu

Featuring: Kyungsoo/ D.O., EXO
Genre: Fluff
By: Admin S

Day 5!!!! Christmas Challenge - in which you have to complete the mistletoe obstacle course hosted by your friends Christmas party.

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Cake- Stiles Stilinski (Prompts)

Anon: Can I get a stiles imagine with 10,25, and 96? I love your imagines they’re so good 😊 keep up the good writing

N/A: Sorry if it’s too short

“STILES FUCKING STILINSKY” you yelled at your boyfriend who was in the living room watching Star Wars “You ate all the cake!” You accused him angrily and he laughed at your reaction “Stop laughing! It’s not funny! I was taking that cake for my friend’s baby shower tomorrow!” You squealed desperately

“Babe relax it’s just cake” he said calmly and you groaned

“Fuck you Stiles! What am I supposed to do know? The baby shower is tomorrow!” He ignored you and you threw him a plastic cup at his chest, he laugh it off as he reached your hand to pull you in the couch with him.

He then cupped your cheek and kissed you sweetly calming you down “You’re so hot when you’re mad” he said between the trail of kisses he made to your neck.

You couldn’t help but moan slightly at the feeling “Stop doing that it’s turning me on” you breathed out and he smiled against your skin

“That’s the point” He said simply

Tina & Queenie's sister marrying Newt

I don’t think I can explain how much I love these two ladies.

Originally posted by septembercfawkes

Newt asked Tina and Queenie’s permission before he proposed, he also asked a photograph of your parents

Having the best hen/Bachelorette party 

Queenie making your dress as well as hers and Tina’s bridesmaid dresses

Queenie making you all hot chocolate the night before, along with a rose face mask.

You spend the night chatting, giggling,  and reminiscing, looking through old photo albums.

Asking them both to walk you down the aisle.

When you get to newt, they kiss your cheeks at the same time.

They would be in floods of tears of happiness

They are the best sisters and friends that you could ever ask for

Jacob and Queenie making the food for the reception

Queenie doing your make up, while Tina does your hair and makes sure that everything is organized.

Jacob making the wedding cake

Dancing together at the reception

When you dance with Newt’s father, he dances with Tina. only to be tapped on the shoulder and given an jokingly indignant look from Queenie half way through.

Tina making sure that you and newt can get away without too much fuss, when it gets a bit too much


Have a great day and be safe

Love Is...

Aries: Morning coffee at 8 in the morning // Catching up with an old friend // A fire you don’t want to put out

Taurus: A bite into their favorite food // Being asked to a dance for the first time // An earthquake that shifts their foundations

Gemini: A secret told at 11 at night // Laying down on a bed of grass and gazing at the stars // That feeling you get completing a jigsaw puzzle

Cancer: Slowly creeping out of your comfort zone // Learning to trust other people // Kissing your own cheeks goodnight instead of waiting for someone to do it for you 

Leo: Listening to what people have to say // Interlocking fingers // A never-ending roller coaster for the heart to enjoy 

Virgo: Achieving your goals // Reading a book while the rain pounds on the window pane // Amnesia that makes you forget that everything’s falling apart for a little while

Libra: A game of truth or dare // Puns that are so bad they make you want to laugh // Something you never thought you needed, but always knew you wanted

Scorpio: The variable you never accounted for // The promise you made to yourself at 3 in the morning // Giving up on being so worried all the time and just winging it 

Sagittarius: An actual mistake // Perfectly executing that dream aesthetic // A biopsychological  Heist

Capricorn: A Tabula Rasa, a clean slate // Telling someone they’re stupid but meaning the exact opposite // Finding serenity amidst the hurricane

Aquarius: Daydreaming in history class // Soft rays of light hitting your eyelids to wake you up // The hypothetical situations that you dream would become true

Pisces: A drug you need to have that constant high // Like having the wind squeezed out of your body // Being embraced by a sea of blankets

BTS Reaction to you asking for a threesome

Anon Requested:  BTS reaction to you asking them if you could bring in your friend and have a threesome lol I feel like a sicko for asking

Me being my obvious jealous self I would NEVER let my man touch another girl, no no no. 

Jungkook: Once you asked him he’d immediately shake his head and walk past you, he’d let out a chuckle while you just pouted. “But Kookie-”

“No (Y/N).” Jungkook laughed again. “I am not going to have a threesome with you and your friend, have you even asked your friend? Is this something you like? Threesomes? How many have you been in?”

“None! I just wanted to do this with you.” You cross your arms and let out a huff of breath. Jungkook just turned back to you and placed a quick kiss on your cheek, poking your nose soon after.

“You’re cute, but my answer is still no.”

“But Kookie!”

Taehyung: Taehyung wouldn’t know what to do, he’d be confused on why you would even consider this, he knew your friend pretty well too and couldn’t help but think that it was her idea. He wouldn’t be sure if he’d even want to do this, he was never the one for sharing anyways, even if you were the one that would technically be sharing. He’d still be wary about this subject, he knew you were far more adventurous with sex than he was and he just liked it being the two of you. He wouldn’t be able to give you an answer straight away, he’d end up staring blankly at you as if thinking of a way to get out of this conversation.

Jimin: Jimin would be surprisingly shocked, he’d be totally willing to do it but he couldn’t help but widen his eyes once the words left your mouth. A smile would appear on his face and he’d immediately pull you into him, crashing your lips on his you’d already know he was in the mood. Once he’d pull away he’d slip your phone out of your back pocket and go to your contacts, “Let’s call her shall we?” He’d say already calling your friend and putting the phone back to your ear. You couldn’t help but laugh and hear your friends voice on the other end of the call.

J-Hope: Hoseok would be confused on what you just said, he’d utter a “What?” almost instantly before seeing you with a sheepish look on your face. You’d repeat yourself again and say that your friend was willing to do this with you guys if he’d be up for it. Hoseok wouldn’t believe that you were so serious about this, you were fairly shy so coming up with this completely threw him off guard. 

“Are you sure? This was your idea?” He’d ask first of all. When you nodded and he saw that you were telling the truth he’d eventually nod his head and agree to the threesome.

Namjoon: “You want to what?” Namjoon uttered out as his eyes widened in complete shock. He couldn’t help but just stare at you when you asked if he’d like to have a threesome with you and your best friend. He was even more shocked when you said that because he knew your friend very well. “Are-Are you sure?” He’d ask even though he himself wasn’t quite sure if he was even up for it. When you nodded he wouldn’t know what to feel, half of him was happy that you were comfortable enough to do this with him but the other half just didn’t know what to feel about the situation.

Yoongi: “What? No.” Yoongi would immediately say. He’d wave the matter off as if his two words were the final say. He’d direct his attention back over to the television but you soon interrupted his line of vision, you’d plop down on his lap and be a whining, begging mess. 

“Come on, why don’t you want to?” You whined out. “It’ll be with (Y/F/N), you know her! You even said she was cute!”

“That was before we even dated, you can’t hold me to-”

“What I’m saying is, just say yes. Come on Yoongi please.” You begged now, your hands lightly smacked his chest as you just wanted him to agree. “Please, please, please, please-”



“I said fine, just tell me when and I’ll be ready.” Yoongi answered finally agreeing in order for your begging to stop. 

Jin: When you asked him about having a threesome with your friend Jin was completely for it, you didn’t need to bed, you didn’t need to reason with him why the threesome was a good idea. He was 100% okay with the idea of having a threesome. He’d smile at you and tell you to call your friend and set up the whole activity, you were actually quite stunned at how easy this was, you thought he’d at least try and fight you on this, say how doing this wasn’t a good idea but instead he completely agreed with you.

Eat Your Heart Out [Chapter 5]

Chapter 5 of Eat Your Heart Out

Ch1  Ch2  Ch3  Ch4

Series Genre: AU/Angst/Smut/Fluff

His lips met yours and that same giddiness you felt all those years ago came rushing back. Your heart pounded as you felt his hand cup your cheek, deepening the kiss.

Your mind was flooded with a million thoughts, almost all of which included the both of you in very compromising situations.

But they were interrupted when you heard a familiar voice.

“JB! Are you out here?” Mark yelled, looking for his friend.

He saw the two of you sitting there, lips locked and his eyes immediately widened in surprise.

“Oh shit. I’m so sorry,” he mumbled.

You pulled away, completely mortified. What had gotten into you?

Jaebum chuckled agitatedly. “What do you want, Mark?”.

He said his name pointedly as he shot him a look.

“Ummm” he paused. “You’ve been gone for hours. We’re getting ready to leave”.

Mark looked at you and smiled.

“Hi, Y/N. You look great”.

You blushed, ducking your head.

“Thanks, Mark”.

The three of you sat silently as the awkward tension grew thicker. Jaebum cleared his throat.

“Oh! Yeah so I’m gonna grab Jackson and Jinyoung and we’ll meet you out here in a few,” Mark said nervously, finally getting the hint.

You had always wanted to see Mark again. You felt bad for running from him that night when he tried to go after you. You were so consumed by your anger and humiliation that you couldn’t stop your legs from moving. He was always kind. You realized soon after that he was only trying to apologize for Jaebum’s actions. You wished you could have gone back and thanked him.

Your attention was diverted back when you felt Jaebum squeeze your hand.

“I, um, I’m sorry about that” he smiled.

He was so breathtakingly handsome. You felt your heart flutter at even the smallest of his actions.

“It’s fine,” you blushed. “I didn’t realize we had been out here so long. I should probably get going too”.

A look of disappointment spread across Jaebum’s face. He had just rediscovered this incredible girl he took for granted. He wasn’t ready to let you go just yet.

“I want to see you again…tonight,” he said, gazing hopefully into your eyes.

You were taken aback. Everything you felt in that kiss wanted to scream YES but that’s not what you came here for. Even though you had forgiven him, you weren’t sure if it was the smartest choice.

“I’m flying out tomorrow morning, I have a big meeting. But I need more time with you”.

“Jaebum….” you whispered in quiet protest.

“Don’t say anything. Take this. If you come, then we can say everything that’s on our minds. If you don’t, then I’ll always remember this as a perfect kiss with the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen”.

He handed you small key card with his hotel and room number on it and kissed your cheek.

“I hope I see you, Y/N,” he said softly before heading towards the parking lot.

You watched as he turned back to look at you once more, his smile making your whole body turn to mush. What had you gotten yourself into?

Your mind raced as you thought about what he said. It was a truly perfect kiss. Everything about it made you want more of him. But what would come of going there? Would you talk… Would you sleep together? Then what? It’s not like he was asking you to run away with him.

You didn’t know what he did now or where he lived, or even if he had really changed. What if he was just trying to get you in bed or humiliate you again? You were interested in him, that was one thing you were certain of. You always had been.

But you were a different person now. You had a wonderful, busy life with tons of friends and success, you didn’t need Jaebum’s attention to feel validated.

Still… He was, well, Jaebum. He was everything you had always dreamed of in a man, right in front of you, waiting for you.

“Wait!” you yelled out after him.

He stopped in his tracks, turning anxiously to see you running towards him.

“I’m coming with you”.



“You get back here, Y/N” Dally growled through the empty alley way. “Do not walk away from me” 

“Oh fuck of, Dallas” You spat, walking as fast as your high-heeled clad feet could take you- which as it turned out, wasn’t very fast. 

He grabbed your by your elbow, roughly forcing you to turn around. 

“What do you want, Dallas, huh? Do you want to yell at me some more in front of your friends? Sure, we can do that- let’s go to Darry’s and do it there, huh? Is that good for y-” 

“Shut up” He muttered, forcefully bringing you in for a kiss. Your eyes were wide with shock as he kissed you as passionately as he could muster. And once he pulled back, his hand drifted to your cheek as he stared longingly into your eyes. “I’m sorry for what I did and what I said, I’m a real jerk, I know. I’m working on fixing my temper.” 

“It’s okay” You whispered, wiping away the stray tears that had fallen. 

“No it’s not okay, you shouldn’t take out my anger on you, and for now on I’m gonna work real hard to make sure it doesn’t happen again. I know I don’t tell you this enough but I love you, Doll”

Mark Imagine - Jealousy

A/N - Thanks to the anon who requested this one, I hope you liked it! Requests are still open so keep sending them in!

“Hey, Mark. Do you want to come to a party tonight?” You asked your boyfriend as you stood in the kitchen, making some lunch for the two of you. 
“Uh, sure. Whose party is it?” He replied as he came to stand beside you, one hand around your waist. 
“It’s a little reunion thing with a bunch of my old friends. I mentioned I had a boyfriend and they said to bring you along.”
“I’d love that, hopefully they have some embarrassing stories to tell me about you!” He teased, kissing your cheek softly before grabbing a plate of food and dashing out of the kitchen and into the dining room. 

As night approached, you were getting ready and chose one of your favourite dresses. It was a deep plum colour and hugged your body in all the right places. It came to the middle of your thigh and you put on some black heels to elongate your legs.
“Babe?” Mark asked from the door to your bedroom.
“Do you have to wear that dress tonight?”
“Oh, do you not like it or something?” You became worried all of a sudden that he didn’t like how you looked.
“No no, it’s not that at all. You look absolutely stunning. It’s just…” he sighed before continuing, “I don’t want loads of your guy friends staring at you or trying to hook up with you.”
“Ah, so you’re jealous that you won’t be the only one to see me like this.”
“I hate to admit it but yes,” he said, admitting defeat. 
“You have nothing to worry about, babe. None of the guys will try and get with me. Especially not while you’re there.”
“They sure as hell won’t,” he came closer to you, his hands tight on your hips as he continued, “You’re mine and I won’t share you with anyone.” His lips connected with your neck, threatening to leave marks across the skin. 
“Mark, baby. Not now. I can’t show up with love bites over my neck, they’ll tease the shit out of me.”
“Well you better be ready for when we get back because I will rip that dress off your gorgeous body the moment we step back in this house.”

Lydia- Much More To Her Than That

Request-  Hi can you do a Lydia or Allison X female reader please were she is really shy so Lydia or Allison are really protective whenever someone says something about it. thank you

A/N- Protective Lydia is my favorite Lydia.

“Morning, Beautiful.”
You blushed as Lydia leaned forward from behind and kissed your cheek. You smiled and shut your locker. “Hey.”
Lydia tucked a curl behind her ear and leaned against the locker next to yours. “So I was thinking that maybe you could sit with me at lunch today.”
“With the rest of your friends?” you asked nervously.
“Yeah,” she said with a slight frown. “Do you…not want to?”
“No, no!” you told her. “I do. I really do, but I’m just…I’m so awkward. And I get really quiet around people I don’t know. You know that.”
“Plenty of people are shy, Y/n,” Lydia told you. “You just have to warm up to people you don’t know. And trust me, Stiles, Scott, Kira, and Malia are some of the warmest people I’ve ever met. Well, maybe not Malia, but she’s blunt with everyone. She lived in the woods for eight years, so it can’t really be helped.”
“Wait…isn’t she the girl who almost hit us with a car in the parking lot the other day?” you questioned.
Lydia pursed her lips. “Yes.”
“Oh,” you said, raising your eyebrows. “Okay then.”
“We don’t have to if you don’t want too,” Lydia promised. “We can eat alone in the library if you want. I’m totally cool with that too.”
“No, I want to sit with your friends,” you told her honestly. “I want to get to know them better.”
Lydia beamed. “Great! I’ll save you a seat. God, I can’t wait for them to see more of you. After all, I need everyone to know that I’m dating the most beautiful girl in this school.”
You smiled. “Thank you, Lydia.”
“Hey, Lydia!”
Lydia glanced over her shoulder at the voice calling her name, and you watched as Stiles walked toward you. Stiles was one of Lydia’s best friends, and while he was nice, he did tend to talk a lot. It wasn’t like you didn’t like him, you just felt you never had anything to contribute to his upbeat conversations. “Hey! What’s up guys? How was your weekend?”
“It was good,” Lydia told him, while you simply smiled at him.
“Cool,” Stiles said. “Are you guys gonna sit with us at lunch today? Liam and Hayden have been trying to steal your seats, and honestly I can’t really eat when they’re sucking face like that…”
“Yes,” Lydia confirmed proudly, grabbing your hand. “We are.”
“Sweet,” Stiles breathed. “I can finally enjoy my food. You guys are my heroes. My very short and quiet heroes, but my heroes nonetheless.”
“Stiles!” Lydia scolded.
“What?” he asked. “I couldn’t think of another trait for Y/n.”
You blinked and Lydia glanced back at your hurt face. She stepped forward and practically snarled in Stiles’ face. “Stiles Stilinski. My girlfriend may be quiet, but that is one small piece of her. There’s so much more to her than that. You could have said kind, because Y/n is the sweetest person I’ve ever met. You could have said funny, because she’s ten times as hilarious as you think you are. You could have even said beautiful, because even if she doesn’t say anything, she still lights up the goddamn room.”
“I-I-” he stuttered as she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, twisting the fabric between her perfectly manicured fingers.
“Spit it out,” she commanded.
“I’m sorry, Y/n,” Stiles squeaked. “I realize I don’t really know you, but, uh, I think I should get to know you. If that’s cool with you…and Lydia! And if it’s cool with Lydia, of course.”
Lydia made a satisfied hmph sound and released Stiles, causing him to scramble back. You suppressed a giggle and gave Stiles a look of apology. “I’m cool with that.”
“Oh thank god,” he breathed. “I’ll see you guys later.”
He hurried off down the hall, leaving you to shoot Lydia a look. “Was that necessary?”
Lydia sighed. “Maybe not. I just want them all to see how amazing you are.”
“Did you really mean all those things you said?” you asked warmly.
“Of course,” she told you. “I could go on for hours about you.”
“And I could go on for hours about you,” you told her. “Even if you’re the only thing I have to talk about.”
Lydia blushed, something that was rare for her. She was normally so bold and confident, but you had a way of making her melt. She leaned in and pecked you on the lips, and then pulled away to place her hand on your cheek. “I love you so much. And I know my friends will too. Even if I have to put the fear of god into them.”
“I think you already did that to Stiles,” you said with a laugh.
She shrugged. “He deserved it.”
She reached out to grasp your hand as you headed toward your first class. She didn’t say anything more, because she didn’t need too. Lydia was perfectly okay with having you by her side, whether you were bold and talkative, or simply just there with her.