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Best. Birthday. Ever. - Dylan O’Brien

Author: @mf-despair-queen​ & @minhosmeanhoe

Characters: Dylan O’Brien/Reader

Word Count: 12,469

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Oral (both receiving), Slightly Rough but Passionate Sex, Unprotected Sex, Orgasm Denial, Multiple Orgasms, BIRTHDAY SEX

Notes: Oh snap, did you know it’s August 26th? That means it’s the birthday of our favorite skinny little nugget. So, I popped this idea to Camile earlier this week and she’s like “Oh snap, let’s do this. I love this idea!” She came up with most of the plot (I gave her ideas, I promise) and BAM! COLLAB COMPLETE FOR DYLAN. We just gotta say that we love you, Dylan O’Brien. You are our everything. You are the most amazing person in the world and I don’t know what we would do without you. You genuinely are the most passionate man, and you have graced us with your heart and soul. Thank you, for everything, and happy 26th birthday.

PS I JUST SPENT A HALF HOUR TRYING TO POST THIS. I’M SORRY.

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neil josten paints his nails bright orange and uses a white nail pen to draw on everyone’s jersey numbers - he does the monsters on one hand himself: #8 on his thumb, #2 on his pointer finger, #5 on his pinky to piss Aaron off, #3 on his middle finger obviously because that’s Andrew’s response when he sees it and “no #10 isn’t on the ring finger because I’m basically married to Andrew stfu Nicky”

he gets Allison to do his other hand with the upperclassman starting with #4 on his thumb “because Matt is literally ‘thumbs up’ as a human being”, #1 goes on his pointer finger, #6 on the pinky in memory, Allison rightly draws #7 on his middle finger and puts #9 on his ring finger in no way copying exactly what Neil’s left hand means “stop being in denial Josten”

○ Crybaby ○

Here have a crybaby echofell gastersans for this speedpaint~ BTW i did my nails with this kindof bronzish colors anD LOOK THEIR SO SHINY OOOOOOO. The video isn’t as long as the usual ones (which are 4 to 5 mins) coz i forgot to put some stuff im sorryyy ;A;. But hope ya’ll like it anyway~ 🙆🙆

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Rumors [Part 3]

A/N: Look at this! Someone finally decided to update 😂

Part 1; Part 2


BTS x EXO x NCT x Reader

Summary: You always knew there were rumors spreading around the city about you but who could have thought that it will lead to so much trouble.

Genre: Mafia AU

Word Count: 1,508

Originally posted by jungsooneul

Taeyong’s POV

The ride was awfully quite for good fifteen minutes. It didn’t surprise me though. We had nothing to talk about. Why did they even take me in the first place?

“Where are we going?” I finally asked them, breaking the silence.

“To HQ,” Baekhyun replied.

“Why?”

“So we could find out what’s the real reason you came back.”

I sighed. This was the least important thing right now. If we’re going there, we should have taken her with us instead of leaving her with Yoongi out of all people.

“You shouldn’t have left her there… It would have been better if you at least escorted her back home.”

“She can’t be seen with us, besides she would have never gone with us,” Chanyeol was the one to speak now.

“She would have gone with me if you two didn’t interfere!” I complained. Bakehyun turned around in his seat to face me.

“Did you really believe she would be that stupid to show you where she lives? She may have forgotten a lot of things but certain skills are forever etched in her brain. Why do you think she was carrying this?” he said, showing me the dagger he took from her. I didn’t want to admit it but he was right. She’s smart.

“Still… She’s not safe out there. Isn’t BTS after her as well?” I was about to ask when Chanyeol stopped the car out of the blue.

“She’s with Yoongi.”

“So?”

“Then where were the others,” Baekhyun continued Chanyeol’s trail of thought.

“Exactly,” he said and started the engine again, he took a sharp left and turned around.

“Where are you going? She obviously won’t be in the park anymore.”

“We’re going to her place,” Baekhyun explained.

“You know where she lives?”

“We know a lot about her. Had to keep an eye out.”

I was seriously surprised to hear this, it was not what we agreed to years ago. He seemed to notice my confusion.

“Don’t worry she doesn’t know about us. The only people she really talk to are Kyungsoo and Yuta anyway,” he said, glancing at me.

Yuta. Jus hearing his name irritated me. Who the hell does he think he is?

“I preferred if you didn’t mention that traitor when I’m around,” I said, leaning back in my seat.

“Hoho, traitor, that’s a strong word,” Chanyeol mocked.

“I told him to leave but instead he stayed and is now even acquainted with her!?”

I could have gone about this forever but we have reached her house already. The lights weren’t on. We got out of the car and went to the door. Chanyeol bent down to pick the lock but the front door was slightly open.

“Shit,” he hissed, pushing them. It was quiet inside and no sign of anyone even being here. As they searched downstairs, I went up and started checking the rooms. Why was she living in such a big house all alone? I went inside one of them which looked like the bedroom. I noticed the dress, she was wearing before, thrown on the bed. So she was here. The other two came upstairs soon after.

“Nothing,” I told them. “You think they took her?”

“Who else?” Baekhyun was clearly annoyed by now. “You realize this is your fault.”

“How is this my fault? You were the ones who left her!” I shouted and Chanyeol shoved me into the wall.

“Don’t test your luck. You weren’t supposed to be here in the first place, even more contacted her. Of course it’s your fault!”

I pushed him off and went to the door, taking my phone out.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“I think it’s pretty obvious that we three won’t be able to find her alone. I will call the others.”

“Are they back?”

“We all came back.”

“Why?” Baekhyun interrupted. I threw him a glare.

“You should know this yourself, weren’t you the ones responsible for getting her involved in all this all over again in the first place?” I said and went outside.

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Yoongi’s POV

I let go of the idiot who was still trying his hardest to survive and picked up my phone.

“What?” I asked Hoseok. “I’m kind of busy here.”

“There was a problem.”

“What!?” I stepped away from the body and took a deep breath in attempt to calm myself down. “What happened?”

“We had to take her to the hospital,” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Did those idiots really managed to screw up so badly when I left them for a few hours?

“Who did it? Was it Jimin? Taehyung?”

“It was Jungkook.”

I was losing my patience. Nothing made sense to me.

“We think he actually knows her. Well at least she recognized him,” Hoseok continued. “What do we do?”

This was bad, if she knows him, she can find out who we are as well.

“Where is he now?” I asked him.

“In the hospital. He insisted on going with us.”

“Us? Are you all there? Could you make this even more suspicious?”

I heard him sigh. I knew what he was thinking.

“This is a private hospital, no one would even dare think about saying something.”

“Whatever. I will be right there,” I said and hung up. I went back to the body and took my gun out. “Any last words?” I asked him.

“You guys are stupid,” he laughed. “If you hurt her, EXO will be the first to find out.”

“Well you won’t be the one to tell them,” I said as I pulled the trigger. One idiot less in the city.

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Jimin’s POV

I watched the people go back and fourth down the hall. Some nurses entering the operating theatre every so often. I bit down on my nail. We did it this time…

“Relax, she’s not dying,” Taehyung said as he came in with the cups of coffee. We have been here for two hours and every little thing irritated me to no end.

“I’m sorry, since when did you become the doctor?” I asked him.

“Why are you even so worried? It was Jungkook who did it.”

“Yeah but it will be me who Yoongi will kill because I was the one responsible for her,” I shouted and stood up. He lifted his eyebrow and looked at me.

“Yeah right. You were so responsible!  Like a parent who sends his child out to school. Is that why you tortured her?”

Low blow. That little shit. It could have been him doing that. I blame my stupid brain who never passes up an offer. I will make sure to get him back for this.

“What are you two doing?” Hoseok asked when he came back. “Where is Jungkook?”

“He left,” Taehyung replied quickly.

“I thought I told you to watch him!”

“Oh come on, he’s a big boy. He can go wherever he wants,” Taehyung teased. Hoseok grabbed him by the collar.

“This is no time for jokes Tae. I think you don’t understand how serious this situation just become,” he growled. He was angry. I sight you don’t see every day.

“I will go look for him. He couldn’t have gone far,” I interrupted them before Hoseok started a fight. After all I knew Jungkook didn’t even leave, it was just Taehyung buying time for him. I could see it in his eyes. I thought for a while where he could be and decided to check the roof. To my surprise he was actually there.

“Jungkook!” I shouted but he couldn’t hear me because of the strong wind. I approached him silently and I heard him speaking. At first I thought he was actually talking to himself until I noticed the phone.

“I didn’t know it was her. What was I supposed to do?” he asked. “Of course there are not many Y/N out there but it just sort of happened.”

“Who are you talking to?” I asked him immediately.

He was startled by my sudden appearance and quickly put his phone away.

“Ah Jimin!” he leaned on the railing. “I didn’t see you there.”

I grabbed and pulled him to me, so he would look me in the face.

“Jungkook what are you hiding?” I narrowed my eyes on him.

“I don’t think this is the right time to fight among ourselves, right? I heard NCT came back.”

“How do you know this?”

“A little birdie told me,” he smirked. I let go of him and took a few steps back. If they’re here, they will soon be after her as well. I grabbed him by his jacket sleeve and went downstairs.

“No need to be rough, Jimin,” he said, trying to loosen my grip on him. I stopped abruptly and he bumped into me.

“Jungkook, do you actually know her?” I asked him. He was awfully suspicious. Hoseok was right about watching him.

“More than all of you obviously,” he chuckled but then almost immediately looked at me with a serious expression. “She contacted me herself.”

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(first off I'd like to thank y'all for making this wonderful blog, I love reading everything on here. It also says we may submit new prompts? If not, feel free to delete this) Could I request Steve accidentally finding, and liking pole dancing? It's a full body workout, and it also helps with balence and coordination. Bonus if these skills somehow come out in the middle of a mission + teams reactions.

It was a quick lift, twist, and spin (ok, more like a kick but the HYDRA agent’s face was in the way of his boot) and Steve didn’t think anything of it.  

Until he saw Tony smirking wickedly and blast an exit in the far wall with a repulsor beam.  They were on the quinjet headed back to Avengers Tower when it started.  

“Interesting new moves, Cap.”

“Tony…”

“-No, I mean it! Where’d you learn that? I’ve only seen that sort of thing in certain types of establishments.”

Bruce was looking on confused and a little anxious.  The Hulk exhausted him and he clearly wasn’t sure if he had the energy for Tony’s troublemaking.  

Clint swallowed a bite of his protein bar and smirked.  “Oh yeah.  That was a pretty great kick to the head.  Very acrobatic.”

“Barton-“

“-I’m just saying!”

Before Steve had a chance to defend himself, Maria Hill’s voice carried from the far corner where she was bandaging Sam’s wrist.  “He takes pole dancing classes with me.”

It was true.  He’d stumbled upon the class by accident and after a little coaxing he’d joined and he loved it.  Not just because he got to spend time with teammates he didn’t always see (Darcy helped him catch up on what he missed while he was in the ice better than anyone, Nancy in accounting had the best recommendations for restaurants, and it was one of the only times he saw Pepper really relax), but because he felt centered and strong and sure-footed in a way he didn’t after his usual exercise regimen, even his gymnastics.    

Tony sputtered on his smoothie.  (The inclusion of a smoothie bar on the quinjet had been mocked exactly once) “Rogers I underestimated you! He doesn’t blush the whole time?  Romanoff, you’re not jealous you’re not in on this?”

Natasha didn’t look up from filing down the nails she’d broken. “I’m the instructor.  He doesn’t blush.”

“Huh.  And here I thought the forties would have made you a little conservative.”   

“Tony, I was a first-generation kid living in with other immigrants and spent my life getting beaten up for defending people from bullies that didn’t respect them or their rights.  I Captained the first interracial special ops team.  What part of that seems conservative?”

“I meant, you know, sexually.”  

Natasha snorted and gave an emphatic “Nope!”, also without looking up from her nails.

“Oh my god.  Did you just. Did you just announce that you and Cap are banging?”

Steve groaned.  “Tony-“

“Pole dancing, dating the scariest human this side of Barnes. What’s next? You gonna tell me you’re dating him, too?!”

Steve rubbed the back of his neck.  “…Well….”

“Oh my god.”  Tony closed his faceplate.  “I need to rethink everything I thought I knew.  I’ll see you all at the Tower.”  

Once Tony took off it was quiet for some time, everyone recovering from the fight (or digesting information, Steve wasn’t sure which.)

After several minutes, from one corner came a quiet ‘Told you’ and Sam begrudgingly passed Clint a twenty dollar bill.  

Steve wasn’t sure he wanted to know which part exactly they’d bet on.  

Nails Painting Scene

Translation:

Kaede Akamatsu: (It’s time for my appointment with Shirogane-san! I gotta go fast.)

Kaede Akamatsu: Shirogane-san! I’m here!

Tsumugi Shirogane: Wow, oh? Why are you so excited?

Kaede Akamatsu: Ahaha, sorry! I’ve never got my nails done before, so I’m looking forward to it!

Tsumugi Shirogane: I-I’ll simply feel under pressure if you’re that excited…

Tsumugi Shirogane: It’s not like I’m good at doing nails, so don’t expect too much, okay?

Kaede Akamatsu: Right!

Tsumugi Shirogane: You’re still expecting too much, aren’t you!?

Kaede Akamatsu: (Anyway, from one hand… Shirogane-san started to paint my nails repeatedly…)

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Me x my ENFP best friend
  • INTJ: Why is there nail polish everywhere?
  • ENFP: I got bored so I painted my nails.
  • INTJ: How did it get on your face though?
  • ENFP: It's on my face?!!

Strong in a real way

Having my bf of 5 years break up with me has made me realize how fucking independent and strong I am.

I got all my shit out of there by myself in 2 days.

I got my hair cut and did my nails too.

I’ve been on auto pilot for a lot of it, I haven’t asked for help because I don’t need it. Like. I need storage racks and storage bins, but not actual help haha.