7 heels

  • Me, covered in glitter with three layers of eyeshadow on and rose petals in my hair, wearing a long flowing bright red dress and 7 inch heels, draped across a grand piano, hitting random keys and singing at the top of my lungs as a single tear rolls down my cheek: not to be dramatic, but
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Jaebum pulled up outside the bar, screeching the car to a halt and lunging out of the drivers’ seat to walk around the car towards the doorway. He found you, shivering in the cold night air, clutching your elbows around your knees as he bent down to meet you at eye level.

“You’re freezing” he mumbled as he quickly flung his coat around you, noticing the long, dried up rivers of mascara that your tears created on his way there. His heart clenched in his chest as he pulled you to your feet, quickly finding out that walking in 7 inch heels wasn’t going to work. He scooped you up - bridal style as he held you in close to his warm body, carrying you over to the car while the many onlookers whooped and whistled in jest at his apparent heroic actions.

“Ignore them” he whispered in your ear as he set you down to open the car door, helping you inside and buckling your seatbelt before shutting the door and joining you on the other side, putting the car into gear and setting off  in the direction of home.

“Are you mad at me?” you whimpered, looking at his hand resting on the gear stick as he shifted it to third gear.

“No” he paused, taking a deep breath and concentrating on the late Friday night traffic. “You just, scared me.”

“It’s not like I was going to die. Everyone gets drunk Jae” you sighed as you sank yourself down into the seat, watching him take the familiar turns and roads to your apartment.

“That’s not what I meant. I thought I’d lost you, (Y/N). You still don’t believe me, right?” he looked at you as he parked the car in front of your place, pulling the hand-break up and switching the engine off.

“I do believe you. I was just, angry.” you looked down to the car floor as more pitiful tears began threatening to fall down your cheeks. Jaebum clicked his tongue before ejecting both of your seatbelts, hopping out of the car and running around to help you out too, taking you in his arms once again after locking the car and carrying you up to your apartment. He used the spare key you gave him many months ago to let you both in, helping you remove your shoes before lifting you into your bedroom.

“Lets get all this muck of your face and then get a good nights sleep. You’re gonna have one hell of a hangover tomorrow.” he gave you a sleepy smile, referring to your make-up as he pulled out your removal wipes from your vanity - diligently cleansing your face as gently as he could.

He stood up, motioning for you to put your arms in the air as he pulled your dress off you, un-doing your bra and removing his shirt to put it on you before taking off his jeans and rolling you on to your side in case you would vomit in the middle of the night. He snuggled up behind you, letting his hands place themselves on your hips as he pulled his body closer to you, finally being right where he wanted to be after all the mess that happened.

“Jae?”

“What is it baby?”

“I’m sorry, I love you. So much”

He gently kissed your neck, pressing his lips flush against your skin and letting them linger there for longer than usual.

“I love you too. Close your eyes and go to sleep baby. I’m not going anywhere, so just sleep now”.

Party embarrassment

Could you do a one-shot where the reader is an avenger but really really shy? And at one of Tony’s parties when he approaches her she becomes nervous because she likes him and she embarrasses herself, so she leaves early and stays up in her room. And later that night Tony goes to see if she’s okay and see what’s wrong and she tells him about her crush on him? Fluff and maybe some smut?(((:

“I swear to god, I can fight the bad guys but I can’t even think of walking in 7-inch heels, what the hell is wrong with me?” You murmured in a low voice as you kept your eyes glued to the floor.
 
It was Tony’s monthly ball he hosted at the tower, everyone was invited and you were part of that everyone. You had got the invitation just a few days earlier and it was brought the host himself. The word was out that you were not fond of parties, and in the years of avenging, you hadn’t gone to a single party so he was making you go there as an obligation as important as saving lives. You just couldn’t say no.
 
The small card of the invitation didn’t say anything about a dress code, but as it had the word “ball” well you thought that a dress would be more than appropriate. You kept a dress in a bag so it wouldn’t ruin due to time effects, it had been forever since you last wore one. You took the comfiest looking shoes and you had your outfit ready.
 
The two days previous to the party you spent hours and hours just looking at YouTube make up tutorials; you had bought one of those palettes girls used to get the perfect make up and you were a quick yet patient learner. The day before the party, you dared to try to do your make up, it took you a good hour to get it perfectly done. You appeared with a paper bag on your face and went to brag to Natasha who was truly impressed. You had just learnt the basics and you were ready to use it for these kind of moments.
 
The party itself was great. Music was great, people were great and you were having the time of your life. The only thing that you were missing was a good drink. The glass on your hand had some fancy drink you were not fond of. You wanted a good old beer and you were on your way of making it.
 
The heels were making things hard, and as you had your eyes glued to the floor you couldn’t see up. You were really near from the bar, but on your way appeared someone out of nowhere, making you spill your whole glass on your dress and the other person had also spilled a bit of their drink on you.
 
“For fuck’s sake, can I be that unlucky?” You growled.
“I’m sorry” A manly familiar voice dragged you out of your whining “You should’ve seen where you walk (Y/N)”
“I know Tony” You pouted, finally looking up “Is just that being pretty is quite painful and dangerous” You pointed at your shoes and your shaking legs “God, I even spilled some on your shirt” You threw your head back in “I’m more than embarrassed right now” You rolled your eyes “Excuse me, I’m gonna go change” You started to walk away but he held your arm tightly.
“You look really pretty” He said before letting you.
 
You blushed uncontrollably as you took off your shoes and made your way again to your dorm. Enough embarrassment for the night.
“(Y/N)?” A soft voice joined by a knock startled you. You were already in your jammies ready to call it quits for the night. You had embarrassed yourself for the hundredth time in front of Tony and you were not going to do it one last night before the night was over… Perhaps you would; the fluffy pink pajama was enough disgrace. You had your hair tied in a high bun and your make up was well placed on a wet towel in the litterbin in your bathroom “Are you awake?”
“Yeah, come in” You sighed.
 
His hair was already messed up and the first button of his shirt was open. His tie had disappeared from his neck and you thought that maybe it was stolen by his pick up for the night. Everyone thought Tony would go back to his old self, but apparently he had learnt a lesson. Soon you realized the tie was wrapped on his hand. He looked incredibly hot now that he wasn’t that formal; not like he didn’t loo hot all well-dressed. This was a nice change.
 
“I thought you’d go back to the party” He said, closing the door with his weight “I kinda missed you back there–I mean, we” He hurried to add “We all did” He stopped for a second to look at you. You were on your worst look, considering how pretty you had been just a few hours ago, you looked like a hobo now. Somehow, a smile still sneaked up his lips “You ok?”
“Yeah, I mean, after embarrassing myself in front of you and the most eccentric people in New York City, I’m totally fine” You shrugged “Are you on your way to somewhere? Cause if you are I don’t want to interrupt you” You asked after a slightly awkward silence.
“I was actually here to see you” He flashed you with a smile and finally took the daring steps to sit on your bed “I kinda wanted to tell you again that you looked really pretty today, well, you are gorgeous”
“Too bad I took it all away” You said almost apologetically “Tony, are you drunk?”
“No” He shook his head and frowned completely confused “Why?”
“There’s this one thing I’ve been wanting to tell you for like a long time, and I need you to listen to me really, really carefully, ok?” He nodded twice so you could go on “This super hard and I swear to god that-”
“Spit it out” He let out a breathy chuckle.
“I kinda, not so kinda, like really like you…” You pursed your lips when you finished, eliciting another puzzled frown from the millionaire “I like you Tony, like a lot”
 
He threw his head back with a great smile on his lips; you were the one perplexed and frowning now. When he looked at you again, he still had that huge grin across his tired face. By then, you held your legs tightly to your chest and rested your forehead on your needs. Tony hopped closer to you and placed his hand on one of the arms that wrapped your shins.
 
He draw formless trails on the portions of skin that the pajama couldn’t reach. You looked up and only found a pair of hazel eyes looking straight at you. The corners of his thin lips were curled up into a soft smile. He was just centimeters away from you and you could feel it in yourself. Your heart pounded in your chest quickly and a buzzing filled your ears. You bit your lip every 2 seconds, only in anticipation. Anticipation because he was leaning closer and closer and closer…
 
His lips were gently pressed against yours. The first few seconds you were like a statue; immobile. Tony tilted his head to the side to gain more access to you, and your hands slowly crept their way up to his unbuttoned shirt. The soft material seemed to blend with your skin. He made you spread your legs and adjusted himself in the space they now granted him. You threw your bock back into the pillows and he followed you.
 
Your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, only making the kiss deepen as he tentatively made you open your mouth. He rocked his hips gently against yours and maybe it was because he had a belt on, but something was hitting your wetting core and it felt pretty damn good.
 
He had his strong arms on each side of your body, helping him not to crush you on the bed. You held on for dear life to his shoulders and lifted your body just enough away from the bed.
 
His lips left yours as he traced a path of open mouthed kisses down your jaw and to your neck. You arched your back and gasped for some air as his hands slid down to the hem of your ridiculously oversized shirt/pajama.
 
“You should wear things your size, (Y/N)” He crooned when the fabric was covering your face and revealing your torso “And you should get an anti-scar cream too…” He whispered after throwing it onto the floor. Tony took a lustful look at each one of the tiny scars that decorated your chest “How did you get this one?” He asked and gently kissed one that conveniently laid on the valley of your breasts, just above your bra.
“A year ago…” Your breath got caught in your windpipe when he sucked on the wounded skin “We–we were… I–I don’t know” You ran your fingers through his dark hair and pulled his face closer to your skin
 
You hurriedly pushed down his arms his fancy vest and impatiently tore his almost immaculate white shirt apart. His perfectly trained torso had you hypnotized. He complained, but he was silenced by your mouth devouring his. He had some scars too, ones worse than the others. He sank on his knees on the bed and you followed. Your fingers parsimoniously traced the marks on his pecs.
 
“How did you get these ones?” You purred “My god, they give you such a badass look…”
“I’m not sure” He breathed when your lips met the rough skin “I can’t quite remember”
“This one is cute” You said as you leaned to kiss a scar on his neck, eliciting a soft moan from him “Crazy ex-girlfriend?”
“More like a crazy suit” He corrected “Blame it on the Mark 42”
 
You threw yourself to him again and made him fall back onto the mattress. You unmade his belt and he lifted his hips to help you remove it completely. You folded the small leather piece in half in your hand and made it sound loudly. You licked your bottom lip in anticipation and threw it away. You were straddling him and slowly rolling your hips back and forward and in circles. Tony had his eyes shut tightly as he held your hands again.
 
“Don’t be such a tease, (Y/N)” He choked “Let’s just fuck already”
“Is that the way Mr. Stark wants it?” You leaned and spoke softly to his ear, making him shiver with your warm breath.
 
Following a path of kisses and nips on his neck, you kept rolling your hips against his growing bulge. His hands squeezed your ass, making you throw your head back. You helped him get rid of his pants and finally free his erection. You gave him a knowing look, but he had some other plans in mind. As a revenge for his expensive shirt, he ripped in two your cheap booty shorts, exposing your moist pussy.
 
Overpowering you and pushing you against the mattress, he teased your entrance with his thick fingers making you whine in pleasure. Once he made sure you were ready to receive him, he slowly pushed himself into you. This also counted as payback for all the teasing you did to him. You maintained the eye contact every second he took in filling you; your jaw quivered and you bit your bottom lip every once in a while.
 
“Keep looking at me like that and I swear to god I’m gonna come right now” He said before placing a rough kiss on your lips.
 
Once you had adjusted to his size, his pace gradually increased its speed and your sighs became cries and pleas. Tony nibbled the sensitive skin of your nipples, driving you even crazier.
 
After working your breasts with his mouth, he lifted his torso and decided to play with your throbbing clit. You closed your eyes tightly as he drew rough circles making you writhe under him; he was driving you mad and there was no way of over powering him at all. You cursed the Lord’s name uncountable times.
 
Tony hoisted your legs on his inner elbows, reaching a deeper point inside of you. He hit your sweet spot perfectly, and you were truly about to come when he pulled out from you. You looked at him with a frown.
 
“Turn around” He said. His voice was deadly serious. His eyes were dark and filled with lust.
 
You obliged, and he slid inside of you again, way quickly this time. The angle he had gained was completely different, and it was glorious. You felt in outer space now. His fingers traced a way down your spine and to your hips, where he dug his fingers. You arched your back and threw your head back.
 
“Fuck, Tony!” You yelled “I’mgonna…!” Your announcement was left unfinished as the fire that pooled on your abdomen spread throughout every inch of your body. Your head rested on the beddings as your body shook uncontrollably. Tony followed suit a bit later.
 
He pulled out and threw himself on the foot of the king sized bed. The sheer layer of sweat that had found its place on his forehead made gave him a strangely innocent look. You crawled and curled next to him, burying your face in his chest. His heaving chest and beating heart were soothing, but the night was slightly cold.
 
“Wanna crash here for the night?” You sheepishly asked, not daring to look at him.
 
He answered to your question by placing his hand on your chin and kissing your lips tenderly. You didn’t even care about putting your pajamas again. He had already seen you naked and on your worst state. After standing up to turn off the lights, you turned on the lamp of your night table. You rested with your back against his chest while he crossed an arm over you and pulled you closer to him with his hand on your stomach.
 
“Do you like me, Tony?” You asked in a barely audible voice, feeling the guilt of a one-night stand with the guy you liked creeping up your spine “Like… really like me?”
“Why do you ask?” He asked back “Of course I do, silly bird” He nuzzled against your neck “And after you say yes to being my girlfriend, I will buy you jammies of your size, are we clear?”
“How do you know I’m gonna say yes if you haven’t asked yet?”
“(Y/N), after this incredible first time and considering the undeniable chemistry between us, do you want to be my girlfriend?” His voice was serious again, but you could tell he was being honest.
 
You turned around and placed your hand on his chin, the same way he had done with you. You looked at him and smile; then, you leaned to kiss him one last time before calling it quits for the night. You still had a few hours before dawn to have a nice rest. You turned around again and dozed off to his soft breathing. The silly smile on your face lasted until the next morning.

Satsuten characters estimated heights

An official height chart from the yet untranslated manga.

Zack - 6’ (6'1 w/ hood)
Ray - 5'0 1/2″
Danny - 5'10"
Eddie - 4'11" (5′ w/ mask)
Cathy - 5'6"-5'7" (5′8″ w/ heels)

Note that some of these are speculative since three out of five characters wear something that make them look a bit taller. No information about Gray, sadly.

PS: Since the heights are measured in imperial units, does that mean the story took place in US? Kudos for the author for adding such details.

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MY BIGGEST HAUL!! A few days ago i taught my friend how to lift so we hit up Hot topic, Petco, five and below, Jo ann, Claire’s, Famous footwear, Staples, Ulta, Sally beauty supply, big lots and B&BW. I was too lazy to list every item perfectly bc honestly the only reason I even made a list was so I wouldn’t lose track of what I’d already counted. 


$18.15 Batman hat

$5 Blackheart Beauty lipstick x2

$10 AOT Necklace

$5 Trio earring and necklace

$2 rilakuma erasers x2

$3 crystal necklace x3

$10 agate

$1 tiny Chapstick

$2 carmex

$16 sugar scrub

$5 aot bracelet  

$1 mini-scissors

$4 paintbrushes

$3.50 tattoo bracelet thing

$3.50 bow x2

$5 setting spray

$2 hair ties

$12.50 tights x2

$3 powder x2

$10 TG mask

$2 glitter glue

$2 nail polish finish

$3 concealer 

$5 concealer (W&W) 

$2 photo frame

$14 perfume

$12.50 earrings

$4 EOS lip balm

$1 spray bottle

$1 tiny red spray

$3 blending sponge x3

$30 boots

$50 vans

$2.49 shoelaces

$7 heel pad

$10 soft socks

$20 nike socks.

$17 cat leash

$10 cat collar x2

$2 dry oil spray x2

$2 staedtler fine liners x2

$7 white eyeliner

$9.57 duct tape

$3 hot glue gun x2

$7.95 face oil

$8 mascara 

$3 mini duct tape x3

$28 urban decay primer

$1 erasers x4

$2 mini canvas x2

$5 copics x3

$3 metallic sharpies

$3 paint brush

$7 catnip toy

$6 measure tape

$7 chalkboard paint

$6 a-z stamps

$2 mini easel

$3 seam ripper

$4 stamp pads x3

$5 hot glue

$0.50 stamp

$12 manic panic x3

$40 too faced brow envy 

$6 nail strengthener 

$4 krazy glue 

$2 oil blotting tissues

$2 fine liner

$6 concealer

$2 pencil sharpener

$0.40 small container

$16 tea tree mask

$9 hair silk

$8.50 no frizz spray

$38 juice beauty eye cream

$21 purina cat treats

$24 bare minerals primer

$6 eyeliner

$6 brow pencil

$7 argan oil  

$10 tuna flake cat treats

$29 stylus pen

$3 tape 


TOTAL: $791.53


Damn am I proud.

How to get work crush to notice me

Ideas so far:

Highlights
Manicure
Some kind of fancy eyebrow thing
New outfit
High heels
Turn 7 lbs into muscle
Appear spontaneously witty but in a totally pre-planned and obsessed-over way
New makeup/lip color
Watch that movie he recommended months ago but bring it up in a way that doesn’t seem like I remembered he recommended it…
Play it cool, play it cool. Obviously my specialty.

GOT7 at the School Dance

JB: Asked to go by every girl in school. Refuses. Comes instead with his college girlfriend. Leaves early. Probably won’t ever come to a school dance again.

Mark: Arrived quietly. Danced quietly. Ate quietly. Left quietly. 

Jackson: Gets the time wrong. Showed up 3 hours late. Didn’t care. Danced with the night janitor. Snuck in the cafeteria fridge and drunk all of the leftover punch.

Junior: Wears his dad’s old suit from 1987. Dances awkwardly. Doesn’t know what to do in slow songs. Accidentally spills nacho cheese on dad’s suit. Has to change. Relieved.

Youngjae: Sings along to every song. Asks to join band on stage. Takes mic from lead singer. Starts singing ballads. Gets booed off stage.

BamBam: Planned his outfit for 7 weeks. Wears highest heeled boots. Brought back up outfits. Dabs all night.

Yugyeom: Stands shyly by the wall. Gets called out for a dance battle. Accepts. Slays everyone with his glorious moves. Moonwalks to victory. Celebrates with his new admirers.