Damn she looks so so beautiful here

Let’s be clear here… Dan Stevens worked his ass off doing a damned fine job on Beauty and the Beast under very difficult conditions. 

He was a team player.

 He gave his best to Emma. She gave her best to him. 

He did everything that was asked of him.


So yes he looks kinda funny in the hippo suit with spots… but LOOK AT WHAT HE ACCOMPLISHED. He took the technology to a whole new level. He did it with respect and flair and his own  je ne sais quoi (and yes Gaston I do know what that means…)

I stand with Bill Condon. I’m in awe of  Dan’s acting and dedication to his craft in Beauty and the Beast. He essentially did the role three times: Once with the motion capture. Once with the facial capture. Again with the Beast’s voice and singing. 

He most probably won’t get the awards he deserves. But we all can stand behind him anyway cheering. For we know… We know..!

anonymous asked:

so...a Victuuri version of that Adam Scott, Mark Hamill clip needs to happen y/y?

“38.7 million views in 24 hours. Do you know what that means? You beat Adele. You beat the Avengers. You beat that Psy video where he wears harem pants and pushes people off treadmills. You are in a very exclusive club, my friend.”

The audience laughs, and Yuuri should laugh too, but Kerry Washington’s skin is perfect and he can’t stop staring. And her teeth are so white that they don’t even look like teeth. It’s like when he was writing his thesis and spent so much time staring at the opening sentence of the discussion section that he had to check four times to make sure he spelled “the” right. There’s a name for that sort of brain malfunction, but hell if he knows what it is. 

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part 5 of my peter x mj head-canons! you guys are so supportive of this, and i never thought i’d be writing a 5th part…but here it is! i quite like how this turned out, let me know what you think!

part 1 || part 2 || part 3 || part 4

  • AP bio is a lot more fun when your lab partner is your boyfriend
  • that’s the first thought Michelle had this morning when Peter walked in, kissed her on the cheek, and sat down right when the bell rang
  • he does that every day now and that’s right…peter parker is her boyfriend™
  • and it’s pretty freaking great
  • they both have no idea what they’re doing, because neither of them has had a real relationship (obviously, they’re smol beans)
  • peter is the opposite of michelle, he’s impulsive and spontaneous and demands to be the little spoon a good 90% of their movie nights
  • he made MJ swear not to tell Ned that, so naturally Ned teases him about it nearly every day
  • michelle on the other hand, is quiet and cautious and hates spooning, but with peter…i guess it isn’t that bad
  • one day, when MJ is at his house and they’re in his room with the door open so May is happy, Peter suggests they go on a random date
  • and Michelle nearly panics
  • “well…that never works i mean in the last book i read-”
  • “MJ…those are fictional relationships,” he’s grinning like an idiot and she wants to kiss that grin right off his stupid face
  • “but-” she starts to turn and grab one of her books off his nightstand when he suddenly has his hands around her waist and literally picks her up and walks them away from the nightstand
  • “PETER!” 
  • “let’s go, it’s date time,” he sets her down next to her shoes and she pouts and starts to argue about how women should be able to plan dates and then peter reminds her that they’ve never actually been on a real date
  • which only makes it worse because not only is this a spontaneous date but it’s her first date ever with her first ever boyfriend who is peter aka spiderman and oh my god
  • after promising May they’ll be back for dinner since it’s pasta night, the two little lovebirds head out the door
  • “where are we going?” she asks as they walk down the sidewalk, and Peter shrugs
  • “wherever we want,” he smiles at her and she rolls his eyes
  • “you’re a dork,” is all she says, and Peter laughs because he knows he’s right, and he grabs her hand and kisses it, and she rolls her eyes again
  • peter has learned by now that this is a term of endearment  
  • they end up at a museum not too far down the road, and michelle finds out they have a history section and she nearly drags peter up the steps and inside
  • she’s pulling him around and suddenly she’s a completely different person
  • she’s saying random facts about random paintings, she talks about the theme or the significance of the time period and she’s talking a million miles an hour to the point that others are giving peter a “oh the poor boy” look when they walk by
  • and peter can’t stop smiling
  • because in his mind, she’s so damn beautiful 
  • “i have an idea,” he says when she finally stops talking for a moment, and she turns to him, her eyes already showing so many different constellations that peter has never seen before
  • “what?”
  • “let’s try and find the most beautiful piece of art here.”
  • and michelle is dragging him again, because she already knows the one
  • or so she thinks
  • they end up in a section dedicated to the Shakespeare era, and michelle lets go of peter’s hand to point out all the artwork in the room
  • “so?” she asks after a moment, “which one is the most beautiful?”
  • and peter just stares at her
  • “peter?” she asks, coming back and grabbing his arm again. “are you okay?” she feels his forehead with her hand because maybe he has a fever, his cheeks are quite red
  • “i’m…” he gulps, suddenly nervous. “i’m staring at the most beautiful artwork in the room.” 
  • there’s a pause. a long pause and suddenly peter wants to try and save what he just said when michelle literally starts laughing and puts her head on his shoulder.
  • “you’re such a fucking dork, parker.”
  • “you’ve already told me that today,” he smiles, and she once again, rolls her eyes
  • he wraps his arms around her and she looks at him. “you were right,”
  • “wait what was i right about?”
  • “this,” she gestures to their hands that are intertwined again. “we got each other.” 
  • he kisses her on the forehead again, “damn right we do.”
  • and both of them stand there in the center of the room completely oblivious to any of the artwork because for once, spiderman doesn’t exist, the world isn’t in danger and they’re just two dorky kids in love
  • which neither of them have realized…yet

update: part 6 is here!

Lena Luthor's pick up lines
  • Lena: Supergirl more like Super whoa!
  • Kara: *blushes* Stop it.
  • Maggie: Hmm very nice *nods head*.
  • Lena: Kara Danvers, I think you mean Kara Damn girl. *winks*
  • Winn: *claps*
  • Kara: *looks away* Golly.
  • Lena: Oh my God Kara.
  • Kara: *looks around* What, Lena?
  • Lena: I think I may need sunglasses because your smile is so bright.
  • Alex: *rubs chin* Brava Luthor,Brava.
  • Kara: *hides face while smiling* so cheesy.
  • Lena: *clears throat*.
  • Maggie: Oh boy here's the grand finale.
  • Winn: And What will Luthor do next?
  • Alex: Why is the suspense actually killing me?
  • Lena: Kara?
  • Kara: *smiling* Yes Lena?
  • Lena: You're hot.
  • Maggie: ...
  • Winn: ...
  • Alex: ...
  • Lena: What? Compliments of beauty are always a great finisher.
  • Kara: *smiling* She's right.
  • Winn: Wow
  • Alex: Only my sister.
  • Maggie: *scribbles in a notepad* compliments beauty, great finisher.
Bts reacting to their foreign gf feeling insecure because they live in Korea, and she looks different!


He saw you slumped on the couch just staring up at the ceiling. He walked up to you and sat on the edge, next to you.

“Baby what’s wrong?”

“I don’t know. I feel out of place here. I love it here, don’t get me wrong but when we go out, all eyes are on me…”

“Baby you’re trippin. They’re staring at you cuz you’re so damn beautiful. You’re like an exotic goddess to them but they can’t have you because you’re mine and I love you so much. You’re so magnificent y/n and don’t you forget it. I couldn’t ask for anything more because you’re the best thing I’ve ever gotten. You're my princess who should have a mindset like a princess. Speaking of which lets go spoil you! A nice night out shopping and a good yummy restaurant.” 


“Heeeey darling~ Lets go get food yeah?”

“Noooo, I don’t want to go out.”

“What why not?

“I’m always getting weird looks when we go out. I look nothing like the beauty standards here. I feel so different.”

“Honey they’re staring at you because you’re with me and I’m hella good looking. Nah I’m just kidding, they’re looking you’re way because you’re absolutely undeniably perfect. They’ve never seen a goddess walk on Earth until you got here. But you know what? They don’t matter because you have people here who love you aka me and they boys. Now lets go get your favorite food!”


“Hey do you think I’m… My face is a little… uhm”


“I look so different from the women here? I don’t know what to do!”

“I know what you should do! Not think about it because it doesn’t matter. You’re  so gorgeous in my eyes. You make me melt overtime I see you. You even make me stutter sometimes from you’re beauty and not only that you’re smart. Don’t let anyone bring you down okay? You my beautiful angel that I love and I hope you pass through this small phase. Lets get your mind off things yeah?” *He kissed your forehead and put a movie on*


He see’s you looking outside of your window and decides to sit next to you.

“Why so glum chum?”

“How do you feel about me being different then the regular beauty standards here?”

“I feel that you are the most beautiful person I could come across and I wouldn’t change it for the world, you know why? Because I’m so deeply in love with you and its a miracle I ended up with you even though you didn’t live here. Like what are the chances I found my soulmate even though you lived elsewhere? You’re perfect okay?”


“Jagiyaaaa lets go play outside~”

“I’d rather not today Tae.”

“Why not? :(”

“I just don’t feel like getting stared at today okay?”

“The only reason people stare at you is because you’re so stunning and the way you move is so graceful and you look like an angel. Wouldn’t you stare if you saw a beautiful walking around on the same earth as you before you’re very eyes? I know I do, since I see you everyday~ I love you and please don’t let them get to your head!”



You hum to answer him.

“Why have you’ve been so quiet lately? Are you mad at me?”

“No jiminie, I’m just sad. I’m not necessarily happy with how I look. Compared to the ladies here, I look different and I stand out.”

“But thats a good thing! If you didn’t stand out how would I find my teddy bear? Who would I be cuddling right now if not you? and don’t say Tae! I can’t give him kisses and pecks wherever I want like I do with you… The first time I met you I was really flustered and shy because you are the most delightful thing to look at and even tip this day I can’t get enough! I love you y/n~”


Jungkook giggled on the couch adjacent to you and your phone buzzed at every laugh.

“Y/n check your phone~”

You checked it to see he had sent you memes but set your phone back down.

“Okay what the heck, you always answer my memes with crueler memes… whats up?”

“Would you like me more if I looked like the women here and less like how I do right now?”

“Baby of course not! I love you for you. Your looks are what drew me in and how I got to have the magnificent girlfriend I do right now. I don’t only love your beauty but also your personality and I love it so much that I know this isn’t like you. Please don’t ever think I’d like you more if you changed, I like you enough how you are. You’re my exotic little bubble gum and I wouldn’t trade you for anything or anyone else. You know what! I’m sending you a bunch of memes now so I can get that nasty thought out of your mind. I declare… a meme war!”

Please don't leave me.

Jughead was drenched. Head to toe sopping wet, his leather jacket deflected the rain but his boots didn’t fair as well and his beanie was now shoved into his jeans pocket after taking a particularly brutal beating from the thunderstorm they were currently experiencing.

He knew how reckless and dangerous it was to even be considering climbing the ladder next to Betty’s window, the steps were slippery and the metal was sure to attract all kinds of lightning, but…..

God he couldn’t get her face out of his head, the way her teeth dug into her lip as she tried desperately to fight the tears, her hands clenching and the absolutely shattered look in her eyes as he caught them across the Diner.

Yeah he was climbing that damn ladder.

Taking the steps slowly, Jughead clutched the sides, his knuckles turning white as he squinted against the rain, eventually he made it to the familiar glass window, peering through his heart broke into about a million pieces when he saw the one thing that hurt him more than anything in the world.

Betty was curled up on her bed, still in her cheerleading uniform and clutching her white pillow her ponytail had come undone and was laying loosely on her neck, her shoulders were shaking and he knew for a fact she was crying or.. sobbing, And it was all because of him. He was the reason his heart was laying in her bed and falling apart, his hands instantly began shaking as he brought a fist to the window and knocked slowly.

Betty’s eyes snapped to her window, red rimmed and puffy, streaks of mascara lining her cheeks, but god she still looked so damn beautiful. She got to her feet and Jughead watched her knees quiver as she made her way to the window, the concern evident in her eyes even though they were clouded with so much hurt. She opened the window and stepped back, crossing her arms over her chest.

The damp dark haired boy climbed in with practiced ease
“Betts..” he whispered.

Betty moved back even further
“You can go out through the front door. You shouldn’t be climbing a ladder in the rain. You shouldn’t even be here, I don’t want you here.” Her voice was hoarse and raspy and Jughead felt the grinding ache in his chest.

“Betty, it wasn’t what it looked like. I would never… she was… I didn’t… God Betty I would never do that, you know that.” He stepped forward, eyes pleading and arms outstretched as he tried desperately to explain, the words getting stuck in his throat.

Betty flinched, dodging his arms and squeezing herself tighter
“I don’t know who you are anymore.” She whispered.

“I’m still me. Please baby, Toni was… I thought we were friends, I had no idea she was going to kiss me. I didn’t kiss her back, I love you. I love you so much and I can’t lose you, not over this. After everything we’ve been through. She tricked me, we were just studying.. I…”

The beautiful blonde laughed, her eyes flicking to the ceiling
“Studying, yeah that’s definitely what it looked like. Pops was supposed to be my safe place, I can never go there again. I thought you were different, i thought you really did love me.. I’m so stupid.” She grit her teeth. “You can go. It’s over. I don’t want to see you anymore. Leave.”

Betty turned her back towards him, anchoring herself towards the door. Jughead was silent for a moment, his entire world was crashing down in front of him and he was helpless to stop it.

No. no he was going to fight. Fight for her, fight for them.

“No.” he stated evenly, his posture straight and his eyes trained on Betty’s back before she turned around

“What?” She questioned, eyed narrowing, tears still dripping.

“I said no. I am not losing you. I love you Betty Cooper and I am not Losing you. Toni means nothing to me, I didn’t kiss her, she kissed me and I felt absolutely nothing. When I kiss you I feel everything, sparks, fireworks, safe, home. Everything. I will not lose you, no matter what you do I am not leaving. You are my world and i won’t let you slip away from me.”

Betty was sobbing now, gasping and hiccuping as her arms came up to wrap around herself again. Jughead was quicker and immediately tugged her arms down and wrapped her up in his own
“You don’t get to hide from me. You’re angry? Be angry. You want to cry? Cry. But you don’t get to hide from me. Not me, never me.” He whispered into her hair as she wept into his leather jacket.

Soon enough they were holding each other on the floor, soft white carpet under their knees. He wasn’t sure when he had started crying but tears were falling from his eyes. Betty pulled away and cupped Jugheads face, her thumbs gently rubbing away the tracks. They were silent for a few minutes, staring into each other’s eyes then Betty spoke

“I’m so tired Juggie. I’m so tired of hurting”

Jughead flexed his fingers on his loves waist, his forehead dropping to hers
“I know baby. No more, no more pain.”

Where’s daddy

(A/N): Literally so much angst and pain

Request: Hi ! I love your stories ! Do you think I can request a Bucky x Reader, where she has a 6yo son and he is Bucky’s but he doesn’t know ‘cause of HYDRA capturing him when she found out she was pregnant & they haven’t seen each other since, please?

Warnings: ANGST

Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @saradi1018, @holland-toms, @superwholockian309, @fly-f0rever, @capbuckthor, @l8nitl0vr

Originally posted by dailymarvel

    Grant Barnes ran around the park, squealing alongside all the other children. Their mothers watched them from afar, all smiling and cheering their babies on. Some of them even had fathers watching them proudly, their eyes twinkling happily and their heart full of joy. And then there was (Y/N) who was sitting on one of the benches furthest away from the playground all by herself. She had no ring on her finger, no man to kiss her cheek and call her beautiful, she had no husband and Grant Barnes had no father. Perhaps six or seven years ago he had one but that felt like a century ago, a century ago the war ended, a century ago when every woman stopped at the stations to pick up her man, when every wife presented her child to the recently returned soldier but that hadn’t been (Y/N)’s case. Rather than go and pick her lover up from the station she had sat at home, breast feeding her brand new baby boy. 

   "Momma!“ Grant yells as he approaches his mother, all smiles and giggles despite the sweltering heat of Brooklyn. "Will you come play with me?” (Y/N) smiles as she reaches out to ruffle Grant’s hair, a small, disbelieving chuckle falling from her lips. 

   “Baby, don’t you want to play with the other kids?” 

   “No mommy, I want you to come play with me,” Grant tugged on (Y/N)’s sleeve, persistent in his choice. (Y/N) chuckles as they stand up, much to Gran’ts delight as he squeals happily. 

   “What do you wanna play baby boy?”

   “I wanna play soldiers!” Grant exclaims innocently, his eyes shining with excitement. (Y/N) sighs softly as her heart aches, the memories of Bucky slowly surfacing. She had managed to keep them down, try not to dwell on the thoughts of her long lost lover but it was always inevitable- there was always something that would remind (Y/N) of Bucky. The bitter scent of coffee in the mornings, a poster for a new science convention, the smell of fresh sheets, the warmth that would surround (Y/N) every time she climbed into bed; there was always a bit of Bucky in everything, even if he never really was there. 

   “Okay, who do you wanna be?” 

   “I want to be Captain America!” Grant shouted, beaming from ear to ear. Little did Grant know that he was actually named after the man himself, (Y/N) had figured Bucky would have wanted their baby boy to have something to do with Steve and since- well, since he wasn’t around anymore the least (Y/N) could do was name her child after him. 

   “Okay Cap’n,” (Y/N) salutes their baby boy, smiling when he giggled with excitement. “Where’s our first mission?”

   “Over in Germ-Germ-Germ-” 

   “Germany?” (Y/N) suggest lightly, laughing when her son beamed at her. 

   “Yes! In Germany,” He slurred the word a bit, making his little facade even cuter. 

   “Well Cap’n, I don’t see a plane anywhere, how do you suppose we’re gonna get there?” Grant hums, stroking his chin in thought before jumping excitedly at an idea.

   “I’m sure you wouldn’t mind carrying Captain America to battle,” Grant suggest, his blue eyes shining up at (Y/N) with child like hope.

   “Captain,” (Y/N) placed a hand over her heart, sniffling softly. “It would be my honor to carry you to Germany,” And with that (Y/N) slides her arms around her baby boy, marching him across the playground and to a nearby tree or as Grant called it- Germany. Grant squealed in delight as (Y/N) made airplane noises as she all but charged for the trees, more than delighted to make their sweet baby boy happy. All the other mothers and fathers stared at (Y/N) distastefully but she didn’t care, not when Grant was laughing hysterically and having the time of his life. (Y/N) could only have wished that Bucky was here to see him…

~70 something years later~

   Bucky looked down at the file in his hands, about the life he had left behind. There were pictures of (Y/N), looking as beautiful as he remembered her but there was someone else…a little dark haired, blue eyed boy who looked like the perfect combination of Bucky and (Y/N). 

   “His name was Grant,” Fury mutters from his seat, his eyes glued to Bucky’s hands clutching the folder. “(Y/N) named him after Steve,” Bucky gulps, reaching out with a hand to run his fingers along the photographs of what should have been his wife and baby boy. “She found out she was pregnant the day you fell of the train,” Bucky sighs shakily, throwing the folder to the side as he rubs at his burning eyes. He’d left an entire life behind, he’d left behind (Y/N), the love of his life, he’d left behind his family, he’d even left behind a baby he didn’t even know he had. “It’s not too late y’know,” Fury states as he grabs the folder, tucking all the papers and photographs back into manila folder gently. “We’ve kept tabs on Grant over the years…he’s in a home Bucky,” Bucky looks up at the older man, gulping once again. “He’s losing his memory so I suggest that if you wanna meet your kid you better do it now,” 

   And that’s how Bucky ended up where he was right now, standing in front of a white haired nurse in some retirement home. 

   “I’m uh- I’m looking for a Grant Barnes?”  

   “Oh! He hasn’t had visitors in years…” 

   “Yeah uh- I’m a distant cousin, thought I’d come see him for a bit,” The nurse smiles, clutching a clipboard to her chest tightly. 

   “That’s so sweet, he’ll be glad to see you. He’s in room 303 by the way, just down the hall and to the left,’ Bucky gives the nurse a light smile and a polite thank you before he walks down the hall, stuffing his hands in his pockets. All around him the sounds of beeping machines and oxygen tanks filled the air, leaving his heart aching at the thought that his boy- his own damn child- was one of the poor sickly elders here. 

   Bucky’s feet stop abruptly in front of room 303, the door decorated brightly in pink and red hearts, each one stating something wonderful about Grant- about his son. With a shaky sigh Bucky knocked his knuckles on the door, waiting for a nurse or someone to let him in. 

   “Come in!” A sweet female voice called. Bucky gently opened the door, poking his head inside the hospital room. There were two people in the room, an elderly looking man who once looked as though he had been beautiful but age had slowly withered away that beauty and a young female, perhaps around the age of twenty, sitting directly across from the man. “Can I help you?” She asks, smiling at Bucky sweetly. 

   “Uh yeah- um, I’m here to see Grant Barnes?”

   “That’s me,” The old man smiles, gibing Bucky a small wave. “What can I do for you sonny?” God- his own child was calling him son and if that didn’t sting Bucky didn’t know what did. 

   “Um-” Bucky looks down at his hand sheepishly, biting his lip in thought. He hadn’t really thought of what he was going to say when he finally met his own flesh and blood, he thought he’d chicken out and leave before he ever even met his son but now he was here, standing right in front of him. “Was your father James Buchanan Barnes?” The elderly man loses his smile, his face taking on an ugly kind of glare. 

   “What do you want to know about my father?” Bucky sighs again, raking a hand down his face, one that looked almost like his own sons expect much, much younger. 

   “I have a little problem you see- I’m James Buchanan Barnes,” 

   Explaining his situation to his son had been hard, he was almost thrown out of the building until Bucky began to tell Grant things about his mother that no one except himself could know. From there it had been a bit choppy, his son was in shock, as was Bucky, but slowly they opened up to each other and now here they were- talking about (Y/N) as though it were the most normal thing in the world. 

   “You shoulda seen her,” Grant sighs, his eyes twinkling as he looks at the ceiling. “She was so beautiful, all my friends liked her,” Bucky chuckles, smiling so damn widely he was surprised his face didn’t bust in two. 

   “She was gorgeous,” 

  “And strong, so strong,” Grant whispers, breathing out heavily. “She got a job after you- after you died,” Grant hesitates to say the words, almost reluctant to admit that his own mother was dead. “She worked long and hard hours just to provide for me. We were poor but that never stopped her- we may have been low on money but you can bet your bottom dollar that she would find a way to make me and the neighbor kids desert,” 

   “She always was so generous,” 

   “She was the best mom anyone could ever ask for,” Grant smiles a little, a small, tender little thing that had Bucky wondering just exactly what Grant was thinking. 

   “I wish I could have been there-” Bucky sighs, his heart suddenly sinking. “I wish I could’ve seen your first steps, or heard your first words, I wish I could have seen you on your first date or watch you walk down the aisle-” 

   “That doesn’t matter now,” Grant smiles, reaching over to take Bucky’s metal hand in his own, withered one. “You’re here now and that’s all that matters to me…It’s nice to finally meet you Dad,” Bucky smiles, chuckling a bit even with the tears burning at his eyes. 

   “It’s nice to finally meet my son,”  

Imagine this with me:

Lena and Kara in a hotel in Metropolis. They went there for one of those TED conferences. Lena hears somebody knocking on her door and rushes to open it. When she does, she finds Kara looking at her like if she’s hypnotised.

She asks if everything is okay but Kara won´t say a thing. Kara gasps and blinks trying to clear her mind and say something, but she honestly forgot why she was on Lena´s door since Lena is wearing only the hotel´s robe and she looks so god damn beautiful… and hot!

So after a few seconds Lena starts to blush and she has this nervous smile on her face. Kara just doesn’t know how to deal with the whole situation and when she finally says something, her ears hear her saying “Hot”, and then in an attempt to disguise she complements “Is it hot in here?”

Lena smiles because she knows that´s not what Kara meant, but she makes things easier to the poor girl at her door and just agrees inviting Kara in. -@itsmrsdimples

connor x thick!!!reader hcs

kali me and our other friend were talking about this a while back, we’ve been seeing that theres a lot of “x chubby!readers” but they’re mainly focused on the reader being insecure about themselves and not that they don’t because i know myself and i feel that way more than sometimes, BUT i believe that things like writing shouldn’t always be perceived so negative THEREFORE we thought we’d make this x chubby!reader a little more positive :) -mod nat (idea by kali hehe)

-connor’s car was in in the shop for some reason but he wanted to pick up canvases for his paintings ( separate hc for later ;) )
-yknow how cynthia always has this new craze that she’s obsessed with? this time it was yoga
-so cynthia was like “the art shop in on the way to my yoga class, if you come with me i’ll let you go in afterwards!” and connor is like ok whatever
-so like he’s waiting for his mom outside the class in the lobby all grumpy n shit
-the classes are separated by age group, so you’re already outside waiting for your ride in the lobby
-there’s not too many seats open so you plop down next to connor
-your phone is tucked inside your yoga pants bc there’s no got damn pockets and then you get up to go to the bathroom and ur phone falls out and you don’t even NOtice
-connor calls out to you, “hey you dropped your phone.”
-and you’re OH JEEZ THANK YOU and head to the bathroom
-when you come back you starts a conversation with him and ask him what he’s doing here and he’s like
-”can’t you tell, i’m working on these glutes” y’all joke around and then he explains how his car’s in the shop blahblah
-your ride gets there so you ask him if you can exchange numbers and you DO
-connor is so DUMBFOUNDED and for two reasons
-reason one one being how stunning you are? he’s never seen a girl so beautiful
-everyone looks the same in this small town, so when he sees you his heart almost damn near explodes
-reason two being, how QUICKLY he clicked with you? honestly i wouldn’t blame him for being excited
-his mom finally gets out of class, “sorry i kept you waiting so long! let’s get out of here” “YEAH, you took long enough”
-he wished his car stayed in the shop so he could come with his mom every time she had class
-even on weeks where his mom doesn’t go to her class, connor is there, waiting for you to finish
-you don’t go to the same school so every time you see each other it’s almost like a reunion which makes it that much more special
-the two of you would just hang out, just talking in the lobby until the center closed
-it didn’t take long for connor to start rubbing one out to the image of you
-you guys start dating after months of pining and YOU are the one to ask him out since he was too nervous to and you are IMPATIENT
-something that really upsets him is how he cant give you his shirts to wear since he’s a stick
-one day after TOTALLY NOT BUYING HIS SWEATSHIRT IN A LARGER SIZE he’s like “here, wear this.”
-and you take one good look at his build and one good look at your build and almost have a The Office moment before saying “connor. that’s not going to fit me.”
-and completely stone faced, he says “yes it will.”
-he is definitely your #1 hype man
-“you look good in that but i’d rather see you with it off”
-his favorite part of you is your thighs, he always says how he could be between them all day
-whenever you two are just hanging out he’ll trace the curve of stomach and lay his hand on your waist
-whenever you do get insecure he always tells you the same thing, that you are unique the way you are
-”no one has these curves, no one has these stretch marks, no one has this tummy, no one has this cellulite. no one is you, and i love you because you’re you.”


Chapter Eight

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Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader  |  Word Count: 2940
Warnings: Swearing, Angst, Violence

Song: Breaking the Habit by Linkin Park, cover by Jonathan Young (YouTube)

If there was one thing you were good at, it was running. No you couldn’t outrun Steve, you certainly couldn’t out run Bucky, but when you really wanted to kick it up a gear, you could give everyone else a challenge. So it came as little surprise when you found yourself standing in the garage not long after your heart had shattered, holding a motorcycle helmet in your hand. You’d run the length of the compound at speed, ignoring everyone who called out to you.

Staying was no longer an option. You couldn’t be here watching as Steve and Sharon got back together. You wouldn’t be able to stand it when everyone looked at you with pity, when Bucky said he told you so. You weren’t going to wait around for Tony to tell you you’d been transferred because you were so damn useless now that she was back.

Perfect, beautiful Sharon.

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  • *Natsu being interviewed by Jason*
  • Jason: So, it seems you and Lucy Heartfilia have gotten pretty close over the past year or so. You harbor any feelings for the young celestial mage?
  • Natsu: Who wouldn't? She's more than I could ever ask for. She's my partner. An original member of Team Natsu. My best friend. And, to be honest, I wouldn't be here if it weren't for her. She's there for me like no one else and i could go on and on for hours but it still wouldn't justify the beauty of her. She's truly amazing and sometimes I can't help but look at her think "damn! how am I so lucky to have this beautifully amazing being beside me?". She's the light to my darkness. She's the weirdo that captured my heart and wrapped me around her finger. I'd do anything to make her smile and to keep her safe. She's my everything and I love her with every fiber in my body.
  • Jason: Cool! This is so..COOOOL!
  • Natsu: *blushing* It-It was nothing, really..
Special Fic Rec ❤❤

Ok so, I began this blog on December 9th, well, actually I’ve been on tumblr since 2013 (nice, old Naruto Era), yet, I consider this one the actual date of this blog birth, since it was the day I posted my first BTS Fanfiction - Sanitarium (which I still hold very dearly to my heart).

To be honest, even if writing has been one of my passions for many years, I never expected much from my own stories, especially since English killed me in more than one way (ah, it kicked my ass so hard during my high school days lol); yet, I surprisingly found an incredible amount of happiness in writing for seven lovely dorks - not to talk about the crazy, wonderful authors and friends I had the pleasure to meet here, people who helped me grow and who gave me some of the most pleasurable reading moments of my life :’)

But I was saying, I didn’t expect much from posting my fics, yet, nearly 5 months later, I reach my first mile stone. Really, I can’t believe it: 1k people are reading my fics, and supposedly they also enjoy them. It happened quite fast, in my opinion, and I also know I’ve been very lucky for many authors are amazing and still don’t have the exposure they deserve! It takes them a lot of hard work when they should really be appreciated a lot more! This is why, to celebrate this milestone (ok, compared to other authors is not that big of a number, but still I consider it an important accomplishment ;^;) I decided to do a special, big fic rec to share the talent filling this social!! 

Some of these writers are super known actually, yet others have a smaller public: they have such a fantastic way with words tho, such a breath-taking creativity, that I just needed to tag them and link their stories - hopefully, some of you will fall in love with their work too; please, if so, go send them all a lot of love, for they are not holy amazing authors but also amazing people :’)

And I’m incredibly happy to have some of them as mutuals, if not even as friends <3 <3

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Be with Me

by Inspector Boxer

Fandom: Supergirl

Pairing: Supercat

Rating: T

Author’s Note: This is a prompt fill for @onegoodframe who asked for prompt #20, “Do you ever think about it? Us? Married?” Thanks to @zennie-fic for looking it over. Hope you like it!


“Do you ever think about it? Us? Married?”

Alex took a deep breath and glanced up from the chart she was reviewing, shooting a worried look at Cat Grant. Much to her surprise, the Queen of All Media didn’t look ruffled by Kara’s question in the least, but she did smirk slightly.

“Do you?” Cat asked nonchalantly, leaning forward in her chair as Kara stared at her from her bed in the medical bay of the DEO.

Biting her lip, Alex barely refrained from interjecting. Her sister had always had some weird… thing… for this woman, and, for the first time, Alex was witnessing it firsthand. She had to admit, the two women had chemistry, but with Kara powerless and drugged to the hilt on pain medication, now might not be the best time to let a former reporter interrogate her sister.

“Do I what?” Kara asked, sounding so light and airy Alex wondered if she’d float out of the bed if she’d been able to.

“Think about us being married?” Cat’s smirk became more pronounced.

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Eternal Love: Chapter Two

Originally posted by jungkookpd

Bts Vampire AU! Bts Prince AU! Smut in upcoming chapters! Overall Sexy!

If you are new to the story please read chapter one first to understand what is happening!

Being sold into an arranged marriage was the norm in every kingdom known to man. It was never meant for a man to simply love his wife. A “relationship” was merely a source to increase the population. A ridiculous agreement made centuries ago in order to keep a kingdom stronger than others.

Except… you never expected not only to be sold off to the most powerful household in the kingdom, but sold off to marry not one man… but seven. Whom also just so happen to be vampires.


Previously on “Eternal Love”

“Hyung”, Jungkook spoke up, “ Do you feel that” he said gripping his chair, almost snapping the arm rest.

“Is that her?” , Jimin almost moaned at the feeling you ignited throughout the castle.

Namjoon turned to face his brothers, “ She’s the one “. Unwillingly revealing his fangs alongside his hyungs.

“ What is this feeling…?” Seokjin asked. The rest of the hyungs looking at namjoon for a response.

“It’s what father felt for mother… eternal love” he smirked as he licked his fangs.


After eating your hearts out, you and Annabelle looked at each other and laughed.

“Fat pigs we are”, Annabelle said, rubbing her full stomach.

“Who would want a pig any other way?”, you laughed, rubbing your own stomach.

You looked around the room, analyzing the beauty once more; Annabelle watching you, wishing she could read minds like her brother Seokjin in that moment. Everything about you was so fascinating to her; the way you smiled, your humor, the energy you brought into a situation most people would consider dark and lonesome. I mean come on, your own parents sold you away to some random family in order to make children. But that is what was so beautiful about you, you turned such a negative situation into something positive; making a friend minutes within waking up.

You then turned to Annabelle, I mischievous glint in your eyes, “ So Annabelle, what do you do for fun here”, you asked, obviously wanting to escape the big yet some what suffocating room.

She looked at you with an equal mischievous look in her eye, “ How about you and I play dress up, make ourselves look like princesses and then run a muck in this damned castle,” she suggested. You obviously shocked yet excited with her dropping of formalities.

“ I love it”, you squeaked, obviously excited to not only get out of this room, but to run around with your now , close friend. You stood up holding your hand out to her, “ shall we princess Annabelle?”, you asked in such a posh way you almost gagged.

She giggled, looking down at her lap, “ If only you knew what type of princess I was “, she thought to herself. Looking up at you.

She took your hand, feeling that spark you were to give everyone within the castle, “ we shall princess (Y/N)”, she said in an equally ridiculous tone. She then pulled you into a incredibly large closet full of the most beautiful dresses, jewelry, shoes, etc….

You looked around, one again in complete shock. “Now i’m positive this is all a dream”, you said, gawking at the gowns before you.

“ Meh, I’ve seen better”, Annabelle teased, looking at you from the corner of her eye. Stepping in front of you, “ Let’s turn you into a princess”, she said. You rolling your eyes jokingly and giggling.


“Hyung, Annabelle hasn’t sent us any notice on the princess”, Hoseok said as he paced the room back and forth.

“She’s keeping her all to herself”, taehyung said in annoyance.

Namjoon paying no mind to his brother’s concerns for their princess/ soon to be Queen.

“Hyung”, Yoongi approached his brother, “She’s absolutely extraordinary”, he said as Seokjin stepped to the opposite side of Namjoon. “She’s… definitely different from the other’s, she’s got the spark fathers always talked about”, he said.

Namjoon only turned around, ignoring their comments. “Hyungs, sit down”, he ordered; the rest sitting in the chairs that surround the room.

“There is no doubt that she is the one, her energy… well… there’s not much to say about that, we all feel it”, he said, watching the boys come down from the high your presence ignited in them, their fangs disappearing as they got use to the feeling you caused them to have. “If father were to still be with us, we all know what he would say to us, and we must follow his wish’s if we are to rule this kingdom properly,once and for all”, he said as he made eye contact with his brothers.

“She is our queen”, Jungkook said.

“Our light”, Hoseok added.

“Our strength”, Taehyung said.

“Our love”, Jimin added.

“ Our courage”, Seokjin said

“Our dignity”, Yoongi added.

“Our reason to live”, They all said in unison. Remembering what their father told them about finding their eternal love.

Their heads suddenly snapped towards their bedroom door, at the sound of your  door opening. A loving/ mischievous smile appearing on all of their face’s. Their hearts started pounding against their chest’s, excitement bubbling in the pits of their stomach’s.

“Our beauty awaits”, Jimin said as he rose from his seat, charmingly sweeping his hair back, walking towards the door.

“Jimin”,Namjoon called out, Jimin looking back to his hyungs. A smirk crawling across Namjoon’s face as he continued to look forward, avoiding eye contact from any of the boys in the room, “ Let our princess know”, he said, as he looked at Jimin, “That her king’s “, he paused, slightly cocking his head to the side. “ We’ll see her for dinner”.

A slight smirk now crawling across all of the hyung’s faces, jimin letting out a deep chuckle, “Will do hyung “, he said as he stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him.


“ You have a sense of style, I will give you that”, Annabelle said, impressed with the elegant light blue dress you picked out for her to wear. The dress fit her curves wonderfully, truly making her look like an elegant princess, maybe even a queen, but that’s what you were going for.

“Right back at ya”, you said, equally impressed with her choice of style for you. You wore a white dress with a beautiful golden floral pattern at the bottom. The dress was fitting at the waist and flows at the bottom, the light breeze making the dress show off your figure even more. You wore your hair down, as Annabelle did. Annabelle had braided two pieces of your hair, connecting them together in the back, giving you a more innocent look. A look she knew would drive her brothers crazy. You both wore matching diamond pendants, a cute suggestion made by you.

“There’s no way we will be able to run around in these dresses”, you laughed behind Annabelle as she stepped into the long hallway. Your back facing her as you closed the door behind you. “Plus, i’m a complete klutz, and these heels will not serve me… CRAP”. You yelped as you tripped over your own feet.

A pair of muscular arms found their way around your waist as you fell backwards, your eyes closed tightly, dreading the impact your body would make as it contacted the floor, but there was no such feeling. You slowly opened your eyes, making sure you didn’t just pass out from your fall.

“A klutz you are indeed”, a sweet voice, who was definitely not Annabelle whispered as he looked into your eyes. A slight smile spread across his face. Showing off his deep dimples.

“Is this heaven”, you said, earning a deep chuckle from the man holding you tightly.

“Charming, but cheesy darling”, he whispered into your ear, causing you to blush intensely.

“Jimin, you can let go of her”, Annabelle said in an annoyed tone, scolding how cheesy you and her brother were being.

He only chuckled, helping you stand up straight. You brushing off your dress, recollecting yourself. He looked at you, his head cocked to the side, waiting for you to look at him.

“I’m so sorry about that, like I said, i’m a klutz”, you giggled as you looked up into his eyes with a small smile as a way to say sorry.

He gave you his lovely smile, his eyes disappearing into crescent moons, making you swoon at his soft appearance. While his facial expressions were soft and charming, his attire was incredibly striking and intimidating. He gently grasped your hand, leaning down, leaving a gentle kiss. You gasped at the sudden spark left by the contact between you two.

He too felt the spark but chose to ignore it for your sake. It wasn’t just some electrical current Jimin felt, oh no, it was a sexual, longing spark that ignited in him. A spark that would soon ignite in his hyungs as well, given that you are their “soul mate”. He only smirked, looking into your eyes, seeing that the same feeling was released within yourself.

It took every bone in his body to not pin you against the wall right then and there to have his way with you, but he figured he would save that for another time.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you”, he said, stalking closer to you. Your body tensing up as he came closer.  “My princess”, he whispered seductively into your ear.

You let out an airy sound, a sound between a sigh and a moan, only giving him more confidence with his first encounter with you.

“Oh this is going to be so much fun my hyungs”, he thought to himself with a smirk.


Authors Note!

I really hope you all like the story so far! Just a warning so you all don’t get confused. The next few chapters will be focused on the boy’s one on one relationship with the main character; how they connect with her and what they do on their ”alone time” ;) .

Please keep in mind I am open to any ideas you all have for upcoming chapters! Any and every suggestion you all send me will appear in upcoming chapters so keep a look out !

And please let me know if you guys like the story! 

Works Every Time

Originally posted by oliviaholt

Gil x Reader

Works Every Time

Summary: A curse sweeps over Auradon High, affecting the reader. Could the son of Gaston be the only one to break the spell?

Note: Not requested, but I’ve had this thought for a while now. I just started school, so until I get my book written, fics are gonna be a bit scarce. I’m so sorry, but I’ll be here to answer all of your asks in the meantime.

Warnings: Gil flufffffff

Word Count: 1280

They didn’t know how it had happened. Someone somewhere had triggered some ancient magic that had slept long-dormant in Auradon and now Evie and Mal stood over your collapsed form, looking down on you in concern.

What they thought had been an incident involving low blood sugar or over-exhaustion had been disproved quickly by the faint green light that was emitting from your still body. Mal knew what this was almost immediately, the realization causing her to gasp and cover her mouth.

“Oh no…” Mal knelt down beside you. So did Evie. Each of their mothers had cast a curse like this once upon a time, but being here, seeing it in action was worse than either of them could have imagined. Your skin was cold, your eyes closed shut, and the girls immediately called Jay and Carlos, unsure of what to do.

If this curse had knocked the child of Snow White and her Prince out cold, there was no telling what it would do to the others.

“So what do we do?” Carlos asked.

“Jay, can you carry (Y/N) up to our room?” Mal asked. “I can figure out how to break the curse from there. Probably.”

“Yeah, I got it.” Jay scooped you into his arms easily and helped move you up to the dorms, laying you down on Mal’s bed. He made sure your head was on the pillow and your hair was out of your face. If they couldn’t wake you up for a while, he at least wanted you to be comfortable.

“Carlos, Jay, go to Fairy Godmother and get my spell book. Tell her what’s going on. Maybe she can help.”

“On it.” Carlos set Dude down and looked at him sternly. “Stay.” And though he could no longer talk, the tan dog still whined, disgruntled but obeying. Then, Carlos and Jay were out the door to get help.


Fairy Godmother was baffled. She and Mal had been at work trying to wake you up for hours now. No spell from the wand or the book could break whatever curse had swept over you. So they stopped working for the time being, turning to other areas of research, looking up other spells or incantations that could have done something like this.

It was much later that Gil knocked on your dorm room, only to get no response. Somewhat surprised, he knocked again.

“(Y/N)? Are you here?”

Jay had picked the perfect time to walk through the hallway your dorm was in.

“Gil, what are you doing?” Jay asked. The son of Gaston was dressed in a nice shirt and slacks, his hair pulled back behind his head and his war paint nowhere in sight.

“(Y/N) and I were gonna go on a picnic. But the door is locked and there’s no one in there.”

Oh. Right. Gil had finally asked you out. Of course something like this would happen on the day of your first date.

“Um…you might want to come with me.” Jay led him down the hall and knocked on Mal and Evie’s dorm.

Evie opened the door, eyes widening at the sight of Gil and Jay. Gil raised an eyebrow at the sight of the blue haired girl and wondered why Jay had brought him here, but then he saw you knocked out on the bed, weird green magic swirling above you. His stomach dropped. This was not good. He didn’t know what was happening, but he knew it wasn’t good.

“She’s cursed, Gil. We don’t know how to wake her up.” Evie told him softly.

Gil took slow heavy steps towards you. Even when you were cursed, you were so damn beautiful. He sat down on the bed beside you and took your hand in his, rubbing the back of it with his thumb. The look in his eyes was so sad and so pure that it stopped Mal in her tracks when she glanced over. Maybe…

“How did this happen?” he asked. His voice was so quiet the others had barely heard him.

“We…we don’t know.” Mal looked at your sleeping form and then back to Gil. And then she motioned for the others to follow her. “We’re going to the library to…do some more research. You stay here and…keep an eye on (Y/N).”

“Call us if anything happens,” Jay added. The others nodded before leaving Gil alone with you.

He was quiet for a long time, studying your features and then he turned his gaze to the window. His hand was still fastened around your own, thumb tracing slow circles in your cold skin. You were breathing, but you were so, so cold. Trapped in a sleep like death.

Where had he heard that before? Surely, he’d heard it on the Isle somewhere. A sleep like death.

Thinking about something that bad happening to you made Gil sad. You were everything to him. Everyone, even his friends from the Isle, thought he was dumb. They always made him feel stupid, and he really tried not to be, but he was afraid it was something he couldn’t help. But you didn’t care. You listened to him. You encouraged him to speak his mind, even if every word that came out of his mouth wasn’t as intelligent as the others’. You made him feel smart.

But if he were really all that smart, he could help the others think up a way to help you.

“(Y/N),” his voice was quiet, sincere. He gave your hand a squeeze. “Listen, I don’t know if you can hear me. I don’t know what happened, but I’m so sorry I didn’t get to you sooner. I…I know I’m no prince or anything, but…I could be for you. I’ll be anything you want me to be, I just need you to wake up.”

You didn’t move. His face fell as he thought about the things he had said. The mention of a prince…he had grown up hearing about sleeping curses. And maybe, just maybe he knew how to break one.

Slowly, gently, Gil leaned forward and pressed the softest kiss to your lips. He sat back up and watched you for a few seconds, eyes searching desperately for the tiniest bit of movement. When nothing happened, his heart sank and he closed his eyes.

But while his eyes were closed, he didn’t see you blinking your eyes. Everything was blurry for a few seconds while you blinked. Your lips were still warm, tingling from the kiss Gil had given you. You looked up to him, warmth flowing through you as a smile found your face.

“You’re a prince to me.” You whispered, causing his eyes to bolt open. The smile on his face was nearly blinding. You struggled to sit up, but managed. His arm wrapped around you to support you, keeping you upright.

“I…But I’m…”

“I don’t care what you think you are, Gil. You are so kind and so sweet and…well, apparently, you’re my true love.” You both laughed a little. He leaned forward to rest his forehead against yours, his warm breath fanning across your cheeks. “But I think I should have seen that one coming.”

You both stayed like that for a few lingering seconds longer until Gil couldn’t take it anymore and pulled you into his arms, holding you close. He had never in his years on the Isle expected that he would get a happy ending. But here it was, and it felt amazing.

The others opened the door to the sight of you in Gil’s arms, your head over his heart.

Evie sighed, a smile forming over her ruby lips. “True love’s kiss. Works every time…”



Warning: mention of sex

(A/N): Finally someone ask for more Nat things, I was getting desperate for some Nat love

Masterlist / Prompt List / Fandom List / Ask me anything!

  • Nat is a tough cookie, but with you, she’s just a love sick puppy following you anywhere because she needs you to breath
  • She’s very veeeery overprotective of you
  • you may not notice it because she will always hide it to not overwhelm you
  • she will do these little things like talk with Fury so she knows what kind of mission you are having and if she needs to go with you
  • talk to Steve so she can train with you instead of anyone else because she knows that sometimes you push yourself too hard and she knows exactly when to stop you and how
  • you are the love of her life she is obviously going to protect you with every fiber of her body
  • she’s not into PDA
  • she will be always close enough but she will not kiss you in public or things like that
  • she’s scared that her enemies will hurt you or used you against her
  • But it private she will treasure every little second with her lips on your skin

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my boyfriend does my makeup voiceover; jeno ver.

a/n; i know im pretty late on the bandwagon but i was casually reading some of cheryl’s( @markleetrashh ) works and i happened to see her version of it and damn i was inspired to write my own hehe.. this might eventually be a series(ish) on this blog i already have someone else in mind for the next part of this series so do request if you want to see anyone in particular:)))

Originally posted by nctaezen

bye my heart is weak for my dearest bias wrecker zeno sails again and yes i totally made that ship name up i have zero shame

  • ok so
  • it took you a aju long time to coerce coax jeno into doing this
  • “i don’t know anything about makeup!!”
  • “says the one who puts it on when they go on stage”
  • “okay maybe a little but- I KNOW NOTHING”
  • “i’ll cuddle you whenever if you do it”
  • “even when you’re doing homework?”
  • “…”
  • “yeah as long as i don’t fail my exams”
  • hence
  • mc jeno in the house with you beside him
  • “hey guys, its jeno here, y/n’s boyfriend, and today i’ll be voiceover-ing her everyday makeup look!!”
  • “i heard from y/n that alot of you guys have been requesting this since forever–”
  • “they just like you better jeno”
  • “that’s not true!!”
  • “it is!! the comment section is 70% of ‘where’s jeno’”
  • “ anyway, i know absolutely nothing about makeup, please forgive me.”
  • “so first off!! y/n looks beautiful even without makeup omygod shes so pretty and damn she looks like she already had makeup on–”
  • “i’m deducting one cuddle hour”
  • “why do i get called out for complimenting you y/n”
  • “oops okay so here is this mint looking tube called pore-fessional?? i don’t get why makeup has weird names”
  • “soooo she’s just squeezing a dot on the back of her hand and then spreading it all over her face”
  • “next we have this,,, thing called laneige”
  • “oh it’s a bb cushion! the makeup noonas put it on my face too”
  • “now she’s patting it all over her face, papapapapapapt”
  • “and done!! wow she’s so pretty!!!”
  • “and now for this,, thing that has a white fluff on the top, wha– age-rewind?? why does she need it she looks so young why does she need that”
  • “she’s using that to draw a triangle at the bottom of her eyes on her cheeks”
  • “then she uses the same sponge from the bb cushion thing, papapapapapapat”
  • “ok she’s done i don’t see you looking like a 3 year old y/n– i’M SORRY I LOVE YOU BABE”
  • you threw your stuffed unicorn and jeno, as he caught it,,
  • “omygod jeno”
  • you just sighed and leaned your head on his broad shoulders, as he smirked smiled to himself and continued the commentary
  • “so now y/n has to draw her eyebrows,, using this silver pen?? g–goofproof something idontknow”
  • “after drawing, she takes this small bottle called gimme brow and brushes the very small brush through her brows and now she has pretty brows as pretty as her yay”
  • “y/n now has this too faced sweet peach palette! i know the name because i bought it for her and she was so happy and the palette smells like peaches i recommend it,, and she’s taking this uh,, beige? colour and putting it on her eyelid”
  • “and now she’s taking a pink colour and putting it on too, y/n looks so pretty what did i do to deserve her”
  • “oh my god jeno istg”
  • “i’m the best boyfriend commenter i know that babe”
  • “now she uses another black pen to draw a line on her eyelid, and with a tiny little flick at the end!”
  • “okay it’s time to put the mascara, she uses this scary looking scissor-like thing to cut?? oh no curl her lashes! the makeup noona did that to mark-hyung’s eyes because we can’t see his eyelashes”
  • “you’re lying when you said you know nothing about makeup, jeno”
  • “i really know nothing,,,”
  • “don’t lie! i bet you know more than me”
  • “now y/n uses this pink thing called galifornia?? i thought it was california”
  • “oh and now she has pink cheeks oguogu so cute”
  • “next she uses becca’s highlighter in champagne pop! i know it because i bought it for her along with the peach palette! i like it because it looks like iron man’s armour”
  • “with a mini fan she uses it to highlight her nose bridge, and her cheeks, so she will shine bright like a diamond”
  • “wow jeno you really don’t know anything about makeup”
  • “the makeup noona taught me”
  • “lastly, she uses this lip thing, that has a triangle in the middle”
  • “y/n says its from laneige, the what?”
  • “two tone tint lip bar”
  • “anyway, its called tint mint, and it smells really good when i–”
  • “okay too much information”
  • “and now she has this pretty gradient lip thing!! so pretty”
  • “i guess she’s done now, she’s posing prettily for the camera!”
  • “remember to like, share and subscribe to y/n’s channel!” 
  • “if you subscribe i will do a boyfriend tag with y/n”
  • “ok what lee jeno i did not agree to this–”
  • “thank you for watching and please give y/n lots of love!!”
  • and then jeno just stops the recording himself and slouches in his seat,
  • “did i do good y/n? i literally kept asking the makeup noona questions so i can–”
  • “you did great jeno, you’re the best” as you hugged him in assurance, as he hugged you back
  • “can we do this again? it was really fun”
  • “i think my viewers would love that more than my usual videos”
❝ Just like you baby. ❞

Plot: RM and you are both idols and your groups are on the MAMA SHOW AWARD and he shows skinship, he is boyfriend material on the show, on the red carpet and after the show

Rap Monster xReader

Words count: 1,1k+

For @littlee-cutiee, I hope you like it! Kyu^^.

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner!

Originally posted by myjaebutt

‘Welcome to all those who have just tuned into this amazing event,’ One of the presenters of the major awards said, ‘If only you could all feel the amazing vibe that is going on right now.’

‘Look at all these amazing artists,’ The female presenter said with a smile, before waving towards someone for their attention, ‘Ahhh Rap Monster!’

Said male turned to the elder lady and had a soft smile on his face. He extended his arm to a beautiful female who held onto it gently and followed him with the dress flowing freely behind. You walk with your boyfriend of a good 2 years. He had been such a gentleman since arriving to the awards show. Not only because you were both idols but because he was genuinely looking out for you, despite this not being your first MAMA. From helping you out of the limo to helping you put on your shoes before stepping into the public eye, because he didn’t want you to bend down in your beautiful dress that now adorned your perfect body.

‘Hello.’ He bowed, you still at his side.

‘You look rather dashing tonight, Rap Monster-ssi.’ The presenter complimented him with a warm smile, ‘And so does your beautiful girlfriend. Please tell us who you are bother wearing.’

‘My beautiful girlfriend and I are wearing Versace, but her beauty does more justice then my face does to the clothing.’ He now had his hand on the lower part of your back, sending shivers up your spine.

‘Please give us a preview of the amazing outfits.’ The celebrity couple were asked as a camera panned you and Rap Monster.

Rap Monster wore a black fitted suit with a red shirt that matched your stunning dress. His tie was a black bow tie that matched his black waistcoat and formal shoes. There was gold cufflinks that brought the entire outfit together. His hair was styled up with his signature smile on his face. Stepping back he gestured you so take front stage. Taking your hand, he made you twirl around so that everyone could just see how gorgeous you were looking tonight. You wore a long flowing red dress with a long back and front neck line. The sleeves were red lace, that had an intricate pattern, that ran down to your wrist with a deep slight up your left leg. You wore golden heels that matched your boyfriends cufflinks. Your hair was styled in an elegant messy bun with simple jewellery accentuating your beautiful face.

‘Doesn’t she just look so damn beautiful?’ He asked the two presenters before placing a kiss on your knuckles.

‘Absolutely stunning.’

‘I am one lucky man, aren’t I?’

You couldn’t help but chuckle, ‘You are so cheesy, Joonie.’

Lacing your fingers together, he guided you towards the walk through, ‘Rap Monster!! Over here!!!’

Being used to this, the both of you begin to pose for each click of the camera that came your way, ‘Yes over here!!!’

‘The camera’s love you Jagi.’ Rap Monster said through a smile as you both turned your head at every shout.

‘So they love me or you, Mr Rap Monster?’ You teased as his arm moved from your lower back to around your waist.

‘How about a kiss!?’ A reporter shouted out towards the two of you.

Looking at each other, Rap Monster didn’t hesitate one bit in placing a soft yet passionate kiss on your lips, ‘That is such boyfriend material !!’

‘I would like to agree with that.’ You giggle as you both break apart and laugh at what the fangirls had just said towards Rap Monster.

Skinship was something Rap Monster was never afraid off. From holding your hand, to a quick kiss and all the way to sexy whispers in your ear that would have you weak at the knees. You mentally thank yourself for having him to hold onto during those times. Walking into the main venue, you both went to take a seat. Both your groups were placed next to each other, so you were able to sit next to him throughout the entire show. Even though your group had only been around for two year, he never held that against you. He always treated you like a real artists and his Queen. Settling down, you crossed your legs and he placed his strong hand on your thigh. Leaning over, he pecked your neck before you placed a hand over his.

‘The young talent is phenomenal to see tonight!’ The host began his introduction, ‘Just look at all these beautiful and handsome idols! Aren’t they just simply amazing? Don’t worry old idols, you are all as amazing as well’ The crowd cheered, ‘And isn’t the young love just as wonderful?’

As he asked that, the camera zoomed to you and Rap Monster sitting with your groups, ‘Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!’

‘Wait what?’ You asked, shocked at the chanting that was happening.

Placing a hand on your face, Rap Monster caressed your cheek before placing a delicate kiss on it, ‘Aren’t they just adorable! Ah young love is always so inspiring. We hope for good music due to this happiness, Rap Monster.’

Nodding his head, Rap Monster smiled before pointing at you and hold a thumbs up. The show progress and you had slipped backstage to get dressed for your groups performance. All changed, BTS was before your group. Watching your boyfriend from the wings, you smiled at how god damn sexy he looked doing what he does best. Looking to the left and seeing you, he gave a quick smile and wink in your direction before returning to the show. You could swear that he had you swooning for the reminder of his stage. Soon you took the stage and the crowd went crazy.

‘Y/N!’ You heard a distinctive voice yelling out and you couldn’t help but smile hard as you spotted Rap Monster fanboying over your dancing and singing. Himself and Suga held up a board with ‘We Love You Y/N’ sprawled on it in big letters.

Chuckling to yourself you make a cute heart with your arms above your head before finishing off the performance with a bang. The last award was given as you and your group went backstage to change. With the show ending, you went to get your things together. In a changing cubical, you slipped on the dress when suddenly you felt a presence behind you. Their hand zip the dress up and place a sweet kiss on your neck.

‘You were amazing, baby.’ The familiar voice made you melt in his touch, ‘I am so luck to call you mine.’

Turing around you see he is all dressed in his formal clothing as well, but his arms are behind his back, ‘What you got there, Joonie?’

‘Just some beautiful flowers for an even more beautiful woman.’ He produced a bouquet of stunning red roses.

‘They are gorgeous.’ You take them in your hands and inhale their sweet fragrance.

‘Just like you baby.’