'oh no! i really liked this t shirt!'

anonymous asked:

This is a serious question, I am looking into getting a binder and I need to talk to someone who uses one cause I have more questions then answers, do u use one? I dont want to come off as intrusive I really don't know how to phrase this... If u don't want to answer for any reason just delete this

ok i’m gonna assume ur ftm/nb and tbh idk much about those binders? like yeah i do use one but it’s bc i was complaining 2 my doctor abt my minor case of the moobs and she was like “oh yeah that’s nothing u can get a binder for that” so the ones i have (i have like 3 tht i alternate but i only use them when i wear a shirt that’s kinda tight-fitting) r'nt the kinda stuff you’d get from a resource for transitioning and it’s also not the same kind of circumstance.
but going off of the stuff i’ve seen on my dash, gc2b/g2cb (i don’t remember the letter + number order) is rly good as well as underworks and i heard of another company somewhere but i forgot the name of it. i’m not sure if different companies use different materials, but u should probably keep that in mind when choosing a brand because u don’t want to have an itchy or scratchy piece of cloth on ur tiddies for a handful of hours. also (this one is important) if ur buying online and sizing urself, if ur in the middle of two sizes, go for the larger size. wearing binders that are too small can fuck up ur spine and/or ribs rly quickly, and the damage can be irreversible.
but some good places to check for some good + credible info are websites dedicated as trans resources and ik there are some blogs on here run by trans ppl that answer questions abt body shaping and surgery and hormones so checking those out would be a good place to start.
also i’ve never seen binders sold commercially offline so u’ll probably wanna check some websites for them. however i always see to never use amazon or anything because they can be hella unsafe. (i actually got some stuff for my doctor abt the materials to size and sew my own but the templates i have probably don’t make for a binder nearly as efficient and intense as the one being sold specifically for trans guys.).

tl;dr the stuff i know is almost all second-hand so it would be best 2 either talk to another trans guy/nb person or find a good website as a resource (or both, u can never be too careful).

imagine being an employee at mcdonald's who knows nothing about rick and morty. your boss tells you that corporate is doing some promotion for a cartoon so a couple fans might come in looking for some dipping sauce. “it’ll be like happy meals toys. but for adults.” he says, and he drops a couple dozen colorful sauce packets into a bin for you to hand out like halloween candy. imagine being excited to make someone’s day with this weird cartoon sauce. imagine that excitement being replaced with horror at a startling pace as you run out of sauce and manchildren in meme t-shirts and cosplay begin to throw tantrums in the restaurant and fight in the street over 50 cent packets of sauce. imagine watching a grown man naruto run into a business establishment in broad daylight and yell about being a pickle who wants some sauce. imagine.

Inner Vixen

Warnings: SMUT (Ages 18+)

 

Summary: You’re fed up with being the blushing, shy girl, usually too insecure to return any of Bucky’s flirtatious advances. But with a little help from liquid courage, your inner vixen makes an appearance.

 

Word Count: 3.6k

“Barnes. 6 o’clock.” Natasha whispered keeping her eyes focused on you standing right beside her at the bar. Tony’s latest rager had started approximately an hour ago and, though you would never admit to nervously awaiting his arrival, she noticed your eyes lingering on the entrance every now and again.

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kneel || bill skarsgård

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description: in which you want the king to kneel before you

requested by: anonymous

warnings: a bit of daddy kink, oral (male on female), choking, swearing, general filth

“Get on your knees.“

The words, familiar words, were forthright, demanding, said without so much as a thought due to them being used so often. When they were spoken, it was certain their recipient was supposed to obey. 

But then the word "no,” was uttered, which turned everything over on its head.

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This is that fic I was talking about the other day, the one I wasn’t sure I wanted to post. I ended up writing TWO similar but distinct fics (different POV, different ending) based on the premise of this fic because I just kept tinkering with it, so this is the second version. The first one… idk, maybe I’ll toss it or maybe I’ll post it later for the curious among you.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Sterek high school AU, G, 1.7k words

Stiles thinks Scott is joking at first, mostly because he’s laughing so hard he can barely get the words out. “There’s a guy backstage asking for you by name. He’s got flowers.”

Stiles rolls his eyes and goes back to wiping the lipstick off his mouth. After four performances, he can get in and out of the dress and the wig in no time flat. He can even walk in heels without too much wobbling. But the lipstick? Bane of his existence. It still takes him a good five minutes of careful wiping and rubbing with petroleum jelly, and even then his mouth always has this odd orangish-coral tinge by the time he goes home for the night. By that point he’s usually too frustrated by the whole thing to even begin to bother with cleaning off the mascara.

Thank god this is closing night, and in a minute they can all go out for tacos and Stiles can set to work forgetting about lipstick for the rest of forever.

Scott’s still hovering at the door, anticipatory. “I think he likes you. Like, like-likes.”

“Ha ha,” Stiles says flatly. He tilts his head to the left and then to the right in front of the mirror, angling his face up into the lights. “Do you think I got it all?”

Scott gives him a careless glance. “Yeah, sure. Looks fine. But no, seriously, the girl who sells the tickets told me he’s shown up to every single performance.”

Scott isn’t joking. He’s laughing at Stiles (and okay, if their positions were reversed, Stiles would totally be laughing at Scott, too), but he isn’t joking. Fuck. Not even Stiles’ dad has come to every performance. 

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  • Shownu: I can’t believe I forgot my phone. I hope Changkyun liked his birthday present yesterday. Oh, he called.
  • Phone: You have 17 new messages.
  • Shownu: What?!
  • Phone: Message 1.
  • Changkyun: Hey Shownu, thanks for the Bazinga t-shirt it's… great. I was just calling because I might need a ride later tonight. Hyungwon can’t drive and I ran Jooheon’s Mazda into that ditch after we watched Fast Five on Netflix together.
  • Jooheon: You still owe me for that.
  • Changkyun: Yeah, yeah, I got you, I got you. Mazdas are really flammable, did you know that? I didn’t know that. Well, I do now.. but anyway I’ll call you later if we need a pick up from the show, alright?
  • Hyungwon: [Snoring]
  • Changkyun: Woo! Hyungwon, you’re up! Peace, Shownu!
  • Phone: End of Message.
  • Shownu: I’m not listening to all of these.
  • [skips to the last message]
  • Phone: Message 17.
  • Changkyun: Oh my god is he dead? Why did you put him in the car?
  • Hyungwon: It’s Minhyuk, you idiot! Just shut up and keep driving to the hospital!
  • Jooheon: Changkyun, when are we getting to Chuck E Cheese?
  • Changkyun: Jooheon, shut up! Shownu, please pick up the phone! We are in so much trouble! The Iggy Azalea show went south, so we decided to make our own, but… Oh man, oh man, pick up your stupid phone! Shownu, go to my desk, open the dark drawer and burn everything inside! But hold your breath while you do it! Use that stupid t-shirt you got me to help the fire, you gotta do this, Shownu!
  • Hyungwon: Changkyun, eyes on the road!
  • Jooheon: Truck!
  • All: [Screaming]
  • Phone: End of message.
Not so Pink

((One shot. Let’s see what happens.))

“Wilford. For the last time you will be told, the Host recommends you shut. Your. Mouth.” The Host said sternly.

“Why should I be quiet when there is so much wrong with what that tin can just said?” Warfstache groaned.

“Wilford-”

“What? I merely stated the obvious. You cause destruction wherever you go, even if you don’t intend on it. It’s just the way you are.” Google told Wilford blatantly.

“No. No, no, I’m not like that.” Wilford’s fingers ran along his shirt collar nervously. “I’m not like that…” He chuckled.

“Oh really? From what I can tell that is all you are like.” Google said again.

“Google. There is a time and place for this and it is not here.” The Host said through his teeth.

“Really? When is the time? And where is this ‘place’? Because as far as I can tell none of you are even slightly worried about this trigger happy maniac that could go berserk and kill us any minute.” Google stood up from his office chair.

No one had the courage to say a word.

“I-I would never hurt any of you,” Wilford began backing away. “You don’t think I would, do you?”

The others at the table gave sideways glances in no particular direction.

Wilford began to sweat. His pupils dilated. His breathing became heavy.

“Wilford, why don’t you have a seat?” The Host stood from his chair as a peace offering. He had a feeling nothing good was about to come out of this conversation.

“Because I would never hurt my friends. I would never think of it, not for a second.” Wilford could no longer see through tears that seemed distant but close at the same time. “I would never hurt my family.”

Bim looked up from his twiddling thumbs.

“We’re your family?” Bim asked innocently.

Wilford felt something deep down within him snap the minute his eyes wandered past Bim and over to the monster sitting at the other end of the table.

Something whispered to him as he watched the aura dance and warp. The red and blue colors seemed to form a shield around the man he was looking at.

But you did,” The whispers said, “Didn’t you?”

“No. No, i-it was all just a game! A–a trick! That’s all it was!” Tears began falling down his face. “I didn’t do it! I didn’t do any of it!”

The other egos stood up.

“Wilford, are you okay?” Dr. Iplier asked.

“Yes, I’m fine! The only problem is I’m being accused of something I did not do!” Wilford’s voice became deeper, and less animated as he finished speaking. He sounded like a different person.

“I think we gotta sit and talk this out, Warfstache.” Ed suggested.

“The Host also suggests that Wilford Warfstache sits and calms down.”

“Yeah, Mr. Warfstache! Please, have my seat.”

The room was interrupted by the ringing noise that constantly remained in the room becoming distinguishably louder.

“Yes. You should take a seat.” Dark purred, “Wilford.”

That’s NOT my name!” Wil shouted. His voice seemed as if it no longer belonged to him. None of them recognized it as their normal Candy Coated Killer. He seemed to become another person entirely. “It wasn’t my fault! None of it was my fault!” Wil sobbed.

He collapsed onto the ground and curled up into a ball, his head in his knees and his hands over his face.

The entire table stood, but none knew how to react. None of them knew what was happening. None besides Dark and the Host.

The room began to bend and morph. The void was sensing Wilford’s distress, and forming itself to suit his emotions. And he was all over the place.

The carpeted office floor became like melted wax, and it began to stick to everyone’s shoes. The walls began oozing and dripping onto the floor, all for it to melt in to one another.

Everyone was sitting on top of the table. The chairs had been eaten by the floor, and the table was soon following. Dark’s chair sat untouched.

Wilford stood up with balled fists. The pink on his upper lip became hotter, almost like pink fire. His suspenders became the same dark shade, and his bow tie had fallen onto the melting floor. A small circle of carpet stayed untouched beneath his feet.

None of that was my fault! If we are going to talk about who’s fault it is, maybe we should start with addressing the fact that you took matters into your own hands!” Wil boomed.

Dark looked pleasantly surprised for a moment. Then his expression turned cold.

“Maybe you should consider our current situation, Wil.” Dark suggested subtly. “We aren’t exactly in the most private environment.”

Wilford came back. He realized what he had done, and in seconds everything played in reverse back to the way it was beforehand.

“I–” Wilford stopped himself before he created more of a scene. “I’m sorry.”

Then he turned and walked out the door.

PROBLEMS
  • Germany: I can’t believe I forgot my phone. I hope Prussia liked his birthday present yesterday. Oh, he called.
  • Phone: You have 17 new messages.
  • Germany: What?!
  • Phone: Message 1.
  • Prussia: Hey West, thanks for the Bazinga t-shirt it's… great. I was just calling because I might need a ride later tonight. Alfred can’t drive and I ran Ivan’s Mazda into that ditch after we watched Fast Five on Netflix together.
  • Russia: You still owe me for that.
  • Prussia: Yeah, yeah, I know, I know. Mazdas are really flammable, did you know that? I didn’t know that. Well, I do now.. but anyway I’ll call you later if we need a pick up from the show, alright?
  • America: *snoring*
  • Prussia: Alfred, you're up! Talk to you later West!
  • Phone: End of Message.
  • Germany: I’m not listening to all of these. *skips to the last message*
  • Phone: Message 17.
  • Prussia: Oh my god is he dead? Why did you put him in the car?
  • Russia: It’s Alfred, you idiot! Just shut up and keep driving to the hospital!
  • Denmark: Gil, when are we getting to Chuck E Cheese?
  • Prussia: Mathias, shut up! Ludwig, please pick up the phone! We are in so much trouble! The show went south, so we decided to make our own, but… Oh man, oh man, pick up your stupid phone! Germany, go to my desk, open the dark drawer and burn everything inside! But hold your breath while you do it! Use that stupid t-shirt you got me to help the fire, you gotta do this, West!
  • Russia: Gilbert, eyes on the road!
  • Denmark: Truck!
  • All: *Screaming*
  • Phone: End of message.
  • Mingyu: I can’t believe I forgot my phone. I hope The8 liked his birthday present yesterday. Oh, he called.
  • Phone: You have 17 new messages.
  • Mingyu: What?!
  • Phone: Message 1.
  • The8: Hey Mingyu, thanks for the Bazinga t-shirt it's… great. I was just calling because I might need a ride later tonight. Vernon can’t drive and I ran DK's Mazda into that ditch after we watched Fast Five on Netflix together.
  • DK: You still owe me for that.
  • The8: Yeah, yeah, I got you, I got you. Mazdas are really flammable, did you know that? I didn’t know that. Well, I do now.. but anyway I’ll call you later if we need a pick up from the show, alright?
  • Vernon: *Snoring*
  • The8: Woo! Vernon, you’re up! Peace, Mingyu!
  • Phone: End of Message.
  • Mingyu: I’m not listening to all of these.
  • [Skips to the last message]
  • Phone: Message 17.
  • The8: Oh my god is he dead? Why did you put him in the car?
  • DK: It’s Seungkwan, you idiot! Just shut up and keep driving to the hospital!
  • Dino: The8, when are we getting to Chuck E Cheese?
  • The8: Dino, shut up! Mingyu, please pick up the phone! We are in so much trouble! The Iggy Azalea show went south, so we decided to make our own, but… Oh man, oh man, pick up your stupid phone! Mingyu, go to my desk, open the dark drawer and burn everything inside! But hold your breath while you do it! Use that stupid t-shirt you got me to help the fire, you gotta do this, Mingyu!
  • DK: The8, eyes on the road!
  • Vernon: Truck!
  • All: *Screaming*
  • Phone: End of message.
Getting hugs from Karasuno

@jasonntcdd sent fanart of Yamaguchi hugging Tsukki in our group chat and we ended up coming up with these. hope you enjoy.

  • ok Yams looks really squishy like you know when you hug someone and it’s like you can just sink into them? that’s Yamaguchi.
  • SUGA WOULD BE SO SOFT.  he just seems like the soft hugger type and he’d be so gentle and i am on the floor send help.
  • Asahi would also be a soft hugger like Suga omg he’d be like a human teddy bear i wanna cry.
  • Hinata would be the the type of person to give bone-crushing hugs ok this kid would end up hugging you so tight it’d be a situation where you have to tell him that you sorta kinda cant breathe.
  • does Tsukki even know the definition of “hug”? he’d probably be so awkward oh my goodness. i can see him being more open to hugs if he’s really close to the person though.
  • Kags would kinda be similar to Tsukki, sort of but like when s/o or anyone hugs him he’d first be kinda stiff like out of surprise but then he’d hug them back ya feel?
  • TANAKA WOULD BE THE TYPE TO HUG FOR TOO LONG. LIKE YOU’D BE ALL “UHH RYU, YOU CAN LET GO NOW” AND HE’D BE ALL FLUSTERED AND “OH RIGHT, SORRY”.
  • DAICHI’S ARMS. i mean, did you see the recent episode when he rolled up his t-shirt sleeves? damn. he’d engulf you omg and he’d be the hugging-from-behind-and-resting-chin-on-shorter-s/o’s-head type, definitely.
  • hugging Noya would be one the best things ok. he’d be the one to wrap his arms around your waist and lift you up while hugging you aNd i waNt tO diE :)
Walked In*

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MILD SMUT*

You and Joe have been dating for a little over a year now and you have gotten to know Joe’s family quite well in that time. You and Joe had decided spend a few days in Wiltshire to get away from the busy city life of London and spend time with Joe’s family. 

“What do you two have planed for today?” Graham asked as the three of you sat around the table eating breakfast.

“Not sure really, might just have a walk around town, Y/N’s not seen everything yet” Joe answered his dad’s question. 

“That sounds good to me seeing that we go back to London tomorrow.” You said sadly. Joe was right when he said that you were going to love the country side. 

“Hey we’ll make it back more often this year, I promise. I need to take more time away from YouTube sometimes and what better way than coming over to see Daddy Sugg.” Joe said patting his dad on the shoulder. 

“You guys are welcome anytime you know that and who knows maybe next visit you two will be looking at wedding venues” Graham said causing Joe to choke on his drink. 

“You’re just as bad as the subscribers you know that” You laughed as Joe tired his hardest to control his cough. 

“Cheers dad for almost killing me” 

“Hey it could happen” Graham said before taking the plates off the table and walking them over to the sink. 


The day was coming to an end and you and Joe were sat in a small restaurant watching the sun set through the window. 

“Do we have to go back to London?” You said standing and throwing on your coat. 

“I’m afraid so, we both have work on Monday” Joe said reaching for your hand which you gladly excepted and let him lead you out of the restaurant. 

You frowned at Joe’s words as you walked over to his car. You knew he was right, you had to go back to work on Monday and Joe had a ton of meetings. But you also knew that he meant what he said about coming back more often because, whether Joe admitted it or not, he really missed home. 

“Alright love, where are we off to now? Back to dad’s to chill or we can go to a bar.” Joe said once you two got in his car. 

“Home’s fine, I kind of want to relax, we can watch that movie your dad was going on about last night.” you said smiling over at Joe.

The two of your arrived home and quickly changed yourselves out of your clothes and into something more comfortable and then headed back downstairs to find Graham had already set up the movie along with a few snacks. 

You were woken up by a gentle hand moving across your cheek. Blinking your eyes open, you focused them on the tv screen that was now rolling through the end credits. 

“How long was I asleep for?” You said looking up at Joe.

“Awhile, you maybe saw 15 minutes” Joe laughed lightly as you sat up and rubbed the sleep out eyes. 

“Whoops, I guess the day just caught up with me” You said grabbing hold of Joe’s hand so he could help you off the couch. 

“Well then off to bed it is” He said kissing your temple before turning off the tv and following you up the stairs. 

The two of you did your nightly routine, brushing you teeth, washing your face, the usual things you did before you officially called it a night. You tucked yourself into bed when you heard Joe shout goodnight to his dad who was still downstairs before he entered the room and closed the door behind him. Joe climbed in bed and quickly pressed his lips against yours.

“Joe,” You managed to get out between kisses. 

“Hmmm?” Joe hummed against your lips, before he deepened the kiss by pulling you on top of him. 

You let out a small giggle before placing your lips back on Joe’s. “You’re dads awake.” 

“So?” Joe said running his finger tips over the smooth skin of your bare legs. 

“So stop it” you said pushing his hands off your legs. 

Joe quickly moved his hands back, this time moving them higher up your thigh, “You know,” Joe said looking down at his hands on your skin, “I really like it when you sleep in just my t-shirt” 

“Oh?” You raised and eyebrow up at him. 

“Mhmm” he said reaching up to connect his lips with your again. Joe’s hands traveled from your thighs to your bum giving it a small squeeze as the kiss heated. 

Joe fingers moved themselves underneath the lining your panties working their way back to your core. 

“Joe” You said against his lips.

“Shhh, you’re going to have to be quiet love. My dads awake.” He said sliding a finger along your wet slit. You let out a airy moan when he slid a finger in and out slowly. 

Joe flipped you over so you were laying next to him on the bed, your legs spread apart, his hand still inside your panties working at your core. Joe’s fingers slowed when you heard the stairs creak under the weight of his dad as he climbed up them. Joe pulled his fingers out of you and quickly removed your underwear followed by his own before moving himself over you, his weight held up by his hands.

Joe positionsed himself at you entrance and slowly pushed into you, your hand moving over your mouth to muffle your moan. Joe picked up the pace a little but still kept it slow to avoid any unnecessary noise. 

Joe had only been thrusting into you for a few minutes when there was a quiet knock on the door before it opened slowly which caused both you and Joe to panic. Joe rolled himself off of you just as Graham had fully opened the door. 

“Hey Jo-”

“DAD!” Joe said pulling the duvet up and over the two of you.

You tried to conceal your blush and laughter as you watched Graham jump at the sudden outburst and then realize what he had just walked in on. 

“Oh I’m sorry, sorry. I forgot Y/N was here!” Graham said quickly backing out of the room and shutting the door. 

You started laughing which caused Joe to shoot you a look before his attention was drawn to the sound of his phone receiving a text. He picked it up, reading the message quickly before rolling his eyes and jumping out of bed and pulling on some pants. 

Joe left the room, the sound of footsteps up and down the stairs and muffled voices could be heard before Joe finally emerged back into the room. 

He shut the door behind him before undressing himself again and getting back in bed. You looked over at him watching in the dark as he stared up at the ceiling. 

“Umm, you alright?” You asked after a while of silence.

“Yep, dad just needed help finding something. We had a weird talk that I never thought I’d have to experience that ended with ‘I didn’t see anything by the way’.” 

You let out small giggle at the slight fear in Joe’s voice. 

“What?” He said turning to look at you. 

“I told you.” You said, reaching over the bed to grab your underwear that Joe had tossed to the ground. You tugged them on before curling yourself around Joe, kissing his cheek and resting your head on his chest. 


The next morning was weird. As the two of you got ready to head back to London, you could hear Graham rummaging through the kitchen downstairs and could tell Joe was dreading having to go down for breakfast.

“C’mon Joe, we can’t stay up here all day.” You said taking a seat on the made bed as you watched Joe repack his things for the third time. 

“Maybe we can climb out of the window, it doesn’t seem that high up” Joe said moving to the window after zipping his bag up. 

“You can jump out the window, I’ll be downstairs eating breakfast. Don’t call me when you’re hurt” You said moving for the door as you heard Joe groan behind you. 

The two of you marched your way down the stairs and into the kitchen where Graham had been making breakfast. 

“Morning Graham” You said taking a seat at the table watching Joe avoid eye contact with his dad. 

“Morning guys” Graham said placing a plate full of eggs, toast and bacon on the table before taking a seat himself. “So um-”

“Don’t dad, lets just forgot this happened please” Joe said going in for the food. 

You let out another small laugh as you looked over at Graham who looked pretty embarrassed. 

“How are you not freaking out about this?” Joe said looking over at you. 

“I just think it’s funny” You said letting out another laugh. 

“It’s not.” Joe said shaking his head. 

“This clearly hasn’t happened for you before has it?” you asked looking between Joe and Graham. 

“No honestly, you’re the first girl Joe’s ever really brought home and to my knowledge, Zoe’s never had sex here” Graham said trying to remember the past.

“Alright dad enough please.” Joe said looking over at his dad. 

“Hey fine, okay. This never happened.” Graham said putting his hands up in defense. 

“Thank you.” Joe said letting out a sigh and taking a sip of his orange juice. 

“Alright lets talk about something else. So when the wedding?” Graham said causing Joe to yet again choke on his drink.

Welcome, friends. Here’s where I’m going to include a bunch of obscure and also a bunch of probably more popular photos of Cold Sprouts and comment something lovely about him in between because he’s a very lovely person, both inside and out. Please feel free to join in on the commentary, since that’s really why I’m doing this!
Find parts 1 & 2 here.

Okayyy let’s get started!

Such a soft boi. He looks like he’s trying not to laugh, but with the lighting the way it is and his posture with his smiling eyes… He’s dreamy.

Such an edgy boi. This one is from a Rogue photoshoot and it’s beautiful. His jawline could cut glass and his eyes are piercing. I’m squirming, y’all.

HIS SMILE. Also, where has this shirt gone? I miss it a lot.

Oh, Hank. We’ve really missed you.
I don’t think any of his shirts will measure up to Hank.

Also his little smile dimples just fuck me up.

WHyyyyyYYYYY does he look like he should be part of a Backstreet Boys video? I love it. Whatever it is, I love it.

I don’t really have much to say about this one except the fact that it takes a special man to make an outfit like this look good, and also I really dig those boots.

I love everything about this. His expression, the toothpick, his hands, his arms, his swoopy hair, his eyebrows… I love it. 

Can I just say that this guy rocks a pair of ripped jeans so well. 

Y’all wanna add any more? What’s your fave image of this babe?

  • Jinjin: I can’t believe I forgot my phone. I hope Moonbin liked his birthday present yesterday. Oh, he called.
  • Phone: You have 17 new messages.
  • Jinjin: What?!
  • Phone: Message 1.
  • Moonbin: Hey Jinjin, thanks for the Bazinga t-shirt it's… great. I was just calling because I might need a ride later tonight. Rocky can’t drive and I ran Eunwoo's Mazda into that ditch after we watched Fast Five on Netflix together.
  • Eunwoo: You still owe me for that.
  • Moonbin: Yeah, yeah, I got you, I got you. Mazdas are really flammable, did you know that? I didn’t know that. Well, I do now.. but anyway I’ll call you later if we need a pick up from the show, alright?
  • Rocky: [Snoring]
  • Moonbin: Woo! Rocky, you’re up! Peace, Jinjin!
  • Phone: End of Message.
  • Jinjin: I’m not listening to all of these.
  • [skips to the last message]
  • Phone: Message 17.
  • Moonbin: Oh my god is he dead? Why did you put him in the car?
  • Eunwoo: It’s MJ, you idiot! Just shut up and keep driving to the hospital!
  • Sanha: Moonbin, when are we getting to Chuck E Cheese?
  • Moonbin: Sanha, shut up! Jinjin, please pick up the phone! We are in so much trouble! The Iggy Azalea show went south, so we decided to make our own, but… Oh man, oh man, pick up your stupid phone! Jinjin, go to my desk, open the dark drawer and burn everything inside! But hold your breath while you do it! Use that stupid t-shirt you got me to help the fire, you gotta do this, Jinjin!
  • Eunwoo: Moonbin, eyes on the road!
  • Rocky: Truck!
  • All: [Screaming]
  • Phone: End of message.
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Game Aesthetics: Rochelle (Left 4 Dead 2)

EXO Reacting To Seeing You Wear Their Clothes For The First Time

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X I U M I N

Would lowkey be a massive turn on for him, seeing you in just his T-shirt and then how baggy it looked on you… boy you better run into his arms. He’d lick his lips and do an overtake on your whole body, won’t be long until he can’t help but pick you up and take you to the bedroom, he’s going to teach you a lesson on what happens when you wear his clothes unexpectedly.

‘You look so damn good but unfortunately princess I’m going to have to punish you for making me feel this way so early in the morning.’

Originally posted by icallhimbangjamesbang


L U H A N

Would be shook af to see you wearing his clothes, when he first sees you his eyes were wide and he was lowkey gawking. He snapped himself out of it before you saw him and replaced his shock with a smirk, he’d look you up and down like Xiumin but wouldn’t be as foward. He’d come up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and placing a few kisses to your neck, you would get the jist of what he wants so would lead him to the bedroom ;)

‘My my, what a nice surprise this is babe.’

Originally posted by meiren-menglu


S U H O

Would see you wearing one of his hoodies, inside he’s really loving seeing you in his clothes and would kinda hint that he wants to see you in them more often yet not make it overly obvious that he likes it so much. Would try and put a light nagging tone into his words or make it seem as if it isn’t okay to do all the time, but just do it all the time anyway because this kid won’t admit he likes it so much.

‘Is that my hoodie? I guess you can wear it because it is cold, just on this occasion though.’

Originally posted by suhomysuho


K R I S

This guy, idek it depends what time of day it is with him tbh. Like if he just woke up and saw you in his clothes then he’d be really confused/shook and his mouth would be hanging to the floor. But if it was late afternoon/evening he’d be more like Xiumin and Luhan, looking at you with lustful eyes and licking his lips, but would be a tease and wait for you to make the first move cuz really he’s just enjoying the view.

‘I-I… is that my shirt?’

Originally posted by wullahs


L A Y

Confused bean alert. He’d look at you wearing his boxers as if they were shorts and millions of questions were running through his mind. He actually thinks you mistook his boxers for your own shorts and never once thought you had done it purposefully. Tries to be a gentlemen by telling you they’re his but ends up feeling stupid when you told him you wanted to wear them.

‘Sweetie I’m pretty sure they’re my boxers, not your shorts~’

Originally posted by yixinzhg


B A E K H Y U N

 Baek would tease you, obviously he likes that you’re wearing his clothes but he ain’t gonna admit that now is he??? No instead he chooses to tease you, he’ll make little baby noises at you and pinch your cheeks, constantly saying how cute you are but in an annoying voice. You’ll roll your eyes and go and take his jumper off and change into your own clothes but he’d stop you and tell you to carry on wearing his, leaving you 100% confused because he’s so bipolar.

‘Aweee look at the cute little baby… wait where are you going I didn’t say that take it off!’

Originally posted by ethereal-baek


C H E N

He would freak out tbh, only on the first time though because he’s just so shocked and you hadn’t wore his clothes before. He’d be super extra about it and would end up shouting, not at you but just at the situation. He was especially surprised because  it was his boxers you were wearing too which just shook him up even more.

‘YAHHH THOSE AREN’T SHORTS Y/N THEY’RE BOXERS WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?’

Originally posted by kim-jongmin


C H A N Y E O L

Would be flustered af. He wouldn’t even know what to do, his mouth would be gaping and his eyes would shoot out of their sockets. Don’t think he wouldn’t love it though because he does it’s just he’s never seen you in his clothes and it’s a big shock to him.When he tries speaking to you he’ll stutter and wouldn’t be able to stop the massive smile on his face.

‘I-I…I like it, I like you I-I mean *Sigh* It’s fine.’

Originally posted by r-velvets


K Y U N G S O O

He would be lowkey mad but that would only be because you decided to wear his favourite shirt, which he had probably spent a good 10-15 minutes trying to find and you’ve been wearing it all along. He’d lightly express his annoyance but it wouldn’t last long because he couldn’t help but smile at how cute you looked in that shirt.

‘I’ve just spent so long looking for that shirt Y/N…. *smiles* Ugh you do look really cute in it though.’

Originally posted by theonly-vagina-kyungsoo-will-fuk


T A O

He probably wouldn’t even give a shit honestly, he’d walk into the kitchen, greet you, then go look in the fridge. When you say to him your wearing his jumper he’d look back at you and just give you the look that says ‘and?’ then go back to looking in the fridge. He uses your makeup or even wears some of necklaces all the time so he doesn’t really see what the big deal is.

‘That’s all very nice but I came here for cake.’

Originally posted by httpxamy


K A I

Wouldn’t know how to handle the situation tbh, he probably wouldn’t even say a word to you and would stare at you in awe. After a while I see him getting into a clingy mood and having a need to hold you because you looked so damn good in his hoodie, especially since it was so long on you so you didn’t actually need to wearing anything else. Would ask you to go cuddle him and throw a bunch of compliments your way.

‘Jagi you’re so cute~ come cuddle with me!’

Originally posted by blondejongin


S E H U N

He would first just look at you, eyes fixated on your body as he shamelessly checks you out. He would compliment you but then not at the same time? I guess he would still use his sass but would also show that he really likes it when you wear his clothes, still checking you out by the way. I wouldn’t be surprised if he started getting a lil cheeky and place his hands on your butt, you just never know with Sehun.

‘You look good in my clothes, not as good as me though.’

Originally posted by fy-sexo-exo



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  • Jihyo: I can’t believe I forgot my phone. I hope Nayeon liked her birthday present yesterday. Oh, she called.
  • Phone: You have 17 new messages.
  • Jihyo: What?!
  • Phone: Message 1.
  • Nayeon: Hey Jihyo, thanks for the Bazinga t-shirt it's… great. I was just calling because I might need a ride later tonight. Chaeyoung can’t drive and I ran Jeongyeon's Mazda into that ditch after we watched Fast Five on Netflix together.
  • Jeongyeon: You still owe me for that.
  • Nayeon: Yeah, yeah, I got you, I got you. Mazdas are really flammable, did you know that? I didn’t know that. Well, I do now.. but anyway I’ll call you later if we need a pick up from the show, alright?
  • Chaeyoung: [Snoring]
  • Nayeon: Woo! Chaeyoung, you’re up! Peace Jihyo!
  • Phone: End of Message.
  • Jihyo: I’m not listening to all of these.
  • [skips to the last message]
  • Phone: Message 17.
  • Nayeon: Oh my god is she dead? Why did you put her in the car?
  • Jeongyeon: It’s Dahyun, you idiot! Just shut up and keep driving to the hospital!
  • Momo: Nayeon, when are we getting to Chuck E Cheese?
  • Nayeon: Momo, shut up! Jihyo, please pick up the phone! We are in so much trouble! The Iggy Azalea show went south, so we decided to make our own, but… Oh man, oh man, pick up your stupid phone! Jihyo, go to my desk, open the dark drawer and burn everything inside! But hold your breath while you do it! Use that stupid t-shirt you got me to help the fire, you gotta do this, Jihyo!
  • Jeongyeon: Nayeon, eyes on the road!
  • Chaeyoung: Truck!
  • All: [Screaming]
  • Phone: End of message.
You Comin’? // Theo Raeken

@dunwithcalum: If you are doing the sentence thing??? “No, like… i just cant believe you are actually wearing my clothes” w/ theo

Y/N POV

Exams were in a week and I am a complete mess. I’ve always had good grades, but this year? This year has kicked my ass. The sheer amount of work that I’ve done this year is enough to make me want to go plant a whole forest. I’d been so busy trying to cram in so much review that my brain hurts. I had taken the weekend off (or that’s what I told myself) and came back to school on Monday trying not to think about the impending doom that I’m sure to meet on exam day.

I was so preoccupied with trying to remember my locker combination and a million calculus formulas, I barely noticed the emerald-eyed boy standing next to me.

“Hey Y/N, are we still on for tonight?”.

On for tonight? What does he–oh. I told Theo I’d study with him. I completely forgot. The confused look in my eyes probably gave away the fact that I totally forgot about our plans because he continued by saying, “If you forgot, it’s fine. We don’t have to”, a despondent look flashing across his face. Was he upset?

“N-no, I want to” I replied, a little too quickly, “7o’clock?”.

“Yeah, see you then” he said, a slight smirk replacing the preexisting frown.  It took a few minutes for my heartbeat to return to it’s normal pace. How was I ever going to concentrate on actually studying when he’s going to be there to look at?


7o’clock rolled around and I was currently sitting in my car in the Raeken’s driveway. You’re here to study Y/N. Study. I took a deep breath before getting out of my car and hauling my huge backpack up the front walkway. After a few knocks, Theo eagerly opened the door and guided me inside. As I entered his room, there were papers and books spread out everywhere, he was really prepared.

I sat my bag on the ground and began spreading my binders and papers out just as he had, as he joined me on the floor. After going over a few questions each of us had, we sat sat in a comfortable silence as we looked over our own papers. I kept glancing over at Theo, I just couldn’t help it. His jawline was sharp and his eyes were as green as dew covered grass, being illuminated by the morning sun. I caught myself staring as the sound of the pen in my hand dropping to the floor woke me from my trance.

A few minutes later, the numbers and formulas on my page began to blur. I needed a break, and I know exactly what I can do. I looked back over to Theo, my mind instantly calming. I scanned over his face, a look of concentration spread over it. How his features still appear so alluring while in such a state of concentration is beyond me. I got lost in him again, only this time he happened to notice. His eyes glanced up to mine, and he gave me a soft smile. It took me a few seconds to realize that he saw me, and I turned my head back to my books slowly.

“You look tired” he stated in a gentle voice. And boy, was he right. I was exhausted. “What time is it?” I asked, but not really wanting to know the answer. He turned to look at his phone before telling me, “after midnight”. Well no wonder I’m so tired. I took a deep breath before rubbing my hands over my face, trying to prepare myself for the drive home.

“I should go” I said, gathering all my papers and placing them back in my binders. I tried to stifle my yawns as I stood up, and Theo followed. “You don’t have to go, you know. You could stay here?” he stated. I took a deep breath again, before looking at the time again. “Are you sure?” I asked, not wanting to overstep. “Of course”, he replied “it’s late, I wouldn’t want anything to happen to you”, a blush creeping onto his face.

After texting my parents to let them know I was staying, I took the clothes Theo gave me and headed to the bathroom. After changing into one of Theo’s t-shirts and replacing my jeans with a pair of soft sweatpants, I sauntered back to his room. I wasn’t prepared to see a shirtless Theo when I returned, but it’s surely what I got. I stood in the doorway, mouth watering and while also drowning in the material of his shirt. His abs had a soft glow due to the moonlight coming in from the window near by and his hair was tousled flawlessly atop of his head. Theo caught me staring yet again and gave a small laugh while walking over to his bed. Once he laid comfortably on the bed, he patted the spot next to him, motioning me to join him. My feet padded across the cold wooden floors and I climbed onto the bed beside him. My body was wrapped in the warmth of the blankets as well as the warmth of Theo laying beside me. My eyelids started to become heavy, and while listening to Theo’s even breaths, I allow myself to fall into a restful sleep.


My eyelids fluttered open to the soft sunlight coming from the window and a strong arm wrapped around my waist. I stretched my arms and yawned before getting out of bed and checking my phone, careful not to wake the sleeping boy that had been next to me. When the screen lit up, the time showed 7:30am, and my pulse went through the roof. I had a study group before school in 15 minutes, not to mention it’s exam day. Great. I slid on my jeans as fast as I could, grabbed my backpack and slipped out of the door, all but sprinting to my car.

Besides a rushed morning trying to get from Theo’s bed to the exam room, I’ve had a pretty good day. I crushed my calculus exam and my study group helped to put my mind at peace with my other upcoming tests. I was currently standing at my locker, putting my books away before lunch, when Theo approached from down the hall. “Hey, Theo” I said, closing my locker and turning towards him. His jaw almost dropped to the floor when I turned to him, a surprised look appearing on his face. “What’s up sleepy head? Is something wrong?” I asked, becoming worried. “No, like…I just can’t believe you are actually wearing my clothes” he sputtered. Confused, I looked down to find that I was still wearing Theo’s t-shirt. “Oh, I didn’t even notice” I told him. “It-it looks good on you” he replied, blushing. “It should, it just helped me pass my calculus exam” I threw back sassily before giving Theo a big kiss on the cheek and walking down the hallway. I turned my head back to him, and he was still standing in the same place looking almost shocked.

“You comin’?”.


Writer’s Note: Y’ALL IM ACTUALLY REALLY PROUD OF THIS ONE! THANK YOU SO MUCH TO @lexsdesires and @pansbaby for all of their help! As always thank you @dunwithcalum for your request, I hope you love it!