“I wrote the lyrics in Chicago. I was with my dad, and we were listening to the old music where they’d always say ‘sugar’ and ‘honey’ - stuff like that. I was like, ‘Why doesn’t anyone do that anymore?’ - Pete Wentz
“Smells delightful, sugar.”
The soulful scent of fresh herbs wafts through your kitchen, slices of potatoes marinating in a sizzling pan. Warm pieces of bread are sandwiched in their slots on the counter, the slow timer ticking its soft metronome. The early morning earthly smell of coffee follow its course through a dilapidated kitchen window , its weary hinges rusty with age. You smile when you realise its none of these scents he’s referring to, his nose buried deep in the skin of your exposed neck.
“Luke…” You warn, feeling his mouth leave wet kisses in a string to your collarbone, the soft press of his hands lifting up his knee-length shirt you’d grown so accustomed to wearing in bed.
Luke merely hums in response, licking his way back up to your waiting mouth, your head tilted at an odd angle to meet his eager lips.
“Luke…” You warn again as his tongue pushes past and bumps sloppily with your own, his sporadic moans as sweet and filling as spoonfuls of honey. His hands inch higher this time, nimble fingers prancing excitedly along the lace of your underwear, your thighs pricked with bumps from the cold feel of his palms. “Isabelle is bound to walk in.”
“Nonsense.” He purrs, slipping a finger inside and running it teasingly over the length of your folds. His voice is nothing but rushes of air, silent whispers of lust against your skin. “No offence sweetheart, but based from what I’m feeling, I don’t think you seem to care.”
Summary: Your best friends pick up on the fact that the both of them make you insanely horny (i can’t do summaries okay i suck)
Word count: 3k
Warnings: This is smut! Luke assumes ‘dom’ position and they all have a threesome ;)
There’s a little bit of NSFW above the ‘keep reading’ line!
A/N: I’m such a slut for muke I’m surprised this is my first threesome with them? Let’s just say I let my imagination run pretty wild haha :) enjooooy!
Michael’s warm fingertips trail across your upper arm, the heat causing goosebumps to pebble across your sensitive skin. As you’re sitting so close to the boy, you can smell the deep musky scent of his aftershave and feel a tug of desire to lean across and smash your lips against his.
You would if you weren’t in a room with your other best friend.
Luke’s leaning against a white wall, his blond hair tousled into loose curls. You take a moment to admire his wide stance before your attention drifts to his fingers curled around his phone. So many night you’ve spent - in the crowd at one of their shows - watching his fingers work magic on his guitar.
You’ve always wondered what they’d feel like inside you.
You imagine they’d be nimble: Luke always brags about his ability to twirl his fingers at perfect angles. But at the same time, there’s no doubt in your mind that he’d move quickly, immediately establishing his dominance before proceeding to bend you over a table.
When you ship a rare ship so much but know that there is no way it could get any cute canon moments but then suddenly the creator magically listens to your cries and your rare pair suddenly becomes one if the most canon ones and you never expected it and are so happy it hurts and you just sit there like in the middle of main fandom shippers like:
A/N: This has to be one of my favourite things that I’ve ever written :) Please pay attention to the dates and times! It begins in the present, and then there are a series of flashbacks. They’re all in chronological order for ease of reading, but please pay attention to the timings if you’re unsure!
With a cream envelope held between your fingers, you can’t prevent the smile from spreading across your lips. A greying memory slips into your mind, your eyes fluttering to a close as you let yourself get taken away to the land of fantasies.
Valentine’s day, two years ago, 1pm
At the sound of your name, you looked up. You were in a park, sitting on a picnic blanket. Surrounding you were hundreds of tiny daisies, scattered amongst the green grass like a sprinkling of icing sugar.
“Hmm?” You looked across the blanket to see Calum, your boyfriend, with a wide smile spread across his face.
(excuse the Very Bad banner lol i kinda wrecked it beyond salvation so…
hello!! i’m nat and welcome to my first ever follow forever! tbh i’ve been wanting to do this ever since i hit 300 followers but then school and exams got in the way and now i’m already past 600??? (628 to be exact) it might not seem like a lot to some but it’s a lot to me & i’m very grateful for every single one of you here!!!
february 17 also marks the 1 year anniversary of this blog officially becoming glitchyoongi!
(and i guess the 1 year anniversary of becoming an official army/stan) in just one year i’ve managed to gain a lot of nice mutuals and a few close friends, and also release a lot of self-made content (gfx, edits, vids, memes etc) which i’m very happy for all the love they got! thank you all for following me and/or liking/reblogging my stuff :’) all of you make my dash a much more enjoyable and wonderful place :’’’) i love and appreciate every single one of you!! 🙆
@allesiathehedge told ya I was going to do something for Alphys’ birthday… even tho it’s a week late… Hope you don’t mind >.<’
I tried to use your designs for the characters… but I started doing this before you posted that little comic on Alphys’ birthday, so she has no pretty dress.. sorry ‘bout that..
This comic has, like, the best Papyrus I ever drew… Also, was the first time I drew Asgore, and Toriel (if you don’t count that time I drew Altertale Toriel). Drawing baby poses is so hard for me… I don’t even know why, it just seems like everything I try is unnatural… Hope I got at least 40% good poses in this.