and because its hot in my room

anonymous asked:

Ok but like, what's been going on with Scout????

lmao idk why this made me laugh but it didd. but omg thank you for asking and i don’t know if you mean like what is she up to or like is something wrong but she is finee, she’s staying on campus for the summer because she was accepted into a program but it’s only 3 days a week so she also got a part-time job as a lifeguard as well because why tf not :D and also her and arias broke up, he was her first real relationship and she kind of had a freak out moment about it after their like 5 month anniversary and panicked and broke up with him.  so right now she’s like in hangover mode about it kind of regretting it and feeling down. also she moved out of her dorms and into a sort of boarding house/apartment with 4 other people so she’s trying to settle in and get to know her new roomies too. she’s distracted right now by a lot of things at least. and that’s what’s up with my baby scout phewf if you made it this far i’m hugging you <33

my mom's comments on every act 2 hamilton song
  • What'd I Miss: oh THIS is Thomas Jefferson!!
  • Cabinet Battle #1: "turn around bend over i'll show you where my shoe fits" still more civilized than the 2016 presidential debates though
  • Take A Break: philip grew up fast
  • Say No To This: how hot was this hamilton anyway (me: what why) a lot of people seem to be in love with him i'm just wondering
  • The Room Where It Happens: this must be your favorite song, because it's about wanting to be included
  • Schuyler Defeated: *hears first four notes* i thought we already heard this song
  • Cabinet Battle #2: i wish all debates were just rap battles
  • Washington on Your Side: the fast talking guy is back
  • One Last Time: did he die
  • I Know Him: is this the king again (me: yes) oh i thought he died or something
  • The Adams Administration: "sit down john you fat motha--" i thought he was friends with john though (me: nope wrong john)
  • We Know: "my god" is it weird that his voice is soothing to me
  • Hurricane: intense
  • The Reynolds Pamphlet: were the hamiltons like the kardashians
  • Burn: this is angelica right (me: no it's eliza) well the hamilton doesn't deserve her
  • Blow Us All Away: "How about when i get back we all strip down to our socks" I DONT LIKE THIS BOY
  • Stay Alive Reprise: oh no.
  • It's Quiet Uptown: i should be crying but it makes me wonder if i would be this sad if you died, and i don't know if i would be, so now i'm just guilty (me: oh my god)
  • The Election of 1800: "can we get back to politics please" i agree
  • Your Obedient Servant: this song is almost as passive aggressive as you are
  • Best of Wives and Best of Women: how did she forgive him
  • The World Was Wide Enough: "the world was wide enough for both hamilton and me" wow
  • Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: if your father cheated on me and then wrote a song about it i probably would not do anything for him again
  • Conclusion: good music but i'm still not buying you tickets
In a universe where Kent apologizes and Jack and Bitty spend some time in Vegas
  • Jack (spread eagle across a couch, miserable): it so fucking hot what hell hole is this why did we think this was a good idea
  • Bitty, shaking his head: you poor northern boy, you
  • Jack: northern boy? Kent's from New York!
  • Kent: and I've lived in Vegas for almost ten years. Last time I went home for Christmas my mom kicked me out and made me get a hotel room because I wouldn't stop turning the thermostat up
  • Bitty: and besides, at least it's a -
  • Jack: no don't say it -
  • Bitty and Kent: dry heat

anonymous asked:

Are you still taking drabble requests? If so, I'd love to see what happens the first time Isak spends the night at Even's 🤗😍

“Are you sure this is okay?”

Even hardly looks up from where he is climbing up his ladder to his bed, tearing white sheets off the corners and throwing them down. Isak barely dodges being nailed in the face, but life is hard and his boyfriend is a brat.

Even peeks down from the rail-side that prevents him from rolling off the bed in the middle of the night, “What do you mean?”

What does he mean? Was Even not there for the stare-down his father totally gave Isak? Did he not see the way his dad calmly burned a hole through Isak’s very core? Like his son was pure and virginal and at risk of being defiled by Isak? (Which HA. If there was anyone being defiled tonight, it is going to be Isak thankyouverymuch).

“I’m not sure your parents are very cool with me spending the night.”

This looks like news to Even. His eyebrows shoot up, and he tosses a pillow right at Isak’s chest, “They totally are. They love you.”

Yeah love him from afar. Like in the guest room far. Like maybe not even in the apartment far. "Uh-huh.“

Isak takes a sniff of the pillow, “This smells terrible. When was the last time you changed your sheets.”

Another pillow came flying at him.

“Don’t start with me," Sheets and pillows cleared from the lofted bed, Even began his descent down. (and Isak totally isn’t looking at his ass with every step because he is a respectable boy who would never objectify his boyfriend.) "When was the last time I even slept here? That’s like months of sweat and dirt just sitting there in that case.”

Isak dropped the pillow like it burned him, “That’s fucking nasty. Now I have your germs and shit on me.”

Even snorted, crossing the room to give Isak a quick peck on the forehead before moving into the hallway, "Shut up. One, you love the way I smell. Two, that’s not nearly the worst stuff of mine you’ve had on you.“

Isak grinned and turned the corner to follow him out in the hall, "See, but I don’t consider your come-”

A throat clears and Isak wants to crawl into a hole and die a thousand deaths.

Because-

Because.

Because Even’s father is right fucking there. A hulking mass (okay so he’s like 7 ft tall and skinny as fuck, but still) standing in the doorway of what must be a guest bathroom or something. Towels are bunched in his hands and a slow flush is creeping up his neck.

But it’s got nothing on the way Isak is slowly turning purple.

He. Wants. To. Die.

He squeaks, “-come..ing. I’m coming, Even, did you call me? I think you totally just called me and I am… on my way. To you right now.”

Even pops back around the corner to witness Isak’s slow dematerialization.

Eskild’s fucking sex talk has nothing on this moment.

And Even, the absolute fuck, just starts laughing his ass off. Right there in the hallway as Isak and his father awkwardly avoid each other’s gaze. Or rather, Isak doesn’t look up from the ground and who the fuck knows where Even’s father is looking.

Even pats his dad on the shoulder, “Sorry, dad. I guess you didn’t need to hear that.”

“Nope,” he clears his throat and Isak looks up just enough for Even’s father to thrust the folded towels at him, “For when you guys shower. Alone. Or not alone- whatever you guys do. Together in the shower.” He winces and covers his mouth, "I’m going to leave now.“

He turns to the living room and marches the rest of the way out of the hallway.

Even and Isak stand in silence for a few moments.

"Oh my god,” Isak whispers, “I have to leave. I can’t ever come back here.”

“Baby,” Even says, and from the way his lips are twitching, Isak knows he’s trying to hold in laughter, “It’s fine. It’s not like they don’t know that we have sex.”

Isak shushes him, “Knowing and knowing are two different things!”

Even grins.

“Well now they definitely know. So it’s not a big deal,” he slides his arms around Isak’s waist and steers him back towards his room, “I’m going to grab the clean sheets. You stay in here and try not to give my dad a heart attack, alright?”

————-

Later on, when they are both squeezed up top in Even’s bed- squeezed being the fucking main word because Isak is half on top of Even and he still hardly has room to breathe and the round of sex Even insisted on having because its his childhood bed Isak how can we not, involved more bruises of the not fun kind than he’s gotten all year (but also it was pretty hot sex with the wa Even’s hand had to cover Isak’s mouth to keep from making noise)- they rest.

Even is playing with Isak’s damp curls and Isak is tracing mindless patterns alongside Even’s collarbone. “You know my dad really does like you, right?”

Isak winces, “Can we not talk about that right now.”

“We have to.” Even huffs a laugh that Isak can feel with every breath, “He really does though. He never let Sonja stay the night when we were still together. Plus he made up the bathroom for you. That’s basically a stamp of approval.”

“I literally admitted to have having your come on me at one point.”

One point?”

“Fuck you.”

Even laughs, “Yeah he found that hilarious. I heard him and mom talking in the kitchen about it. They love how awkward you are.”

Isak puffs his chest out, “I’m not awkward. I’m literally the farthest thing from awkward.”

“Uh-huh,” Even brushes his hand down Isak’s back, “So cool. But if I promise that they both love you, will you stop freaking out about it? They want you here, Isak. Especially because wherever you are, I am.”

Isak rolls his eyes, “You really are the sappiest fuck-”

A pair of arms tighten around him hard enough to where Isak splutters and cuts off, “Are we good?”

Isak groans, “Yeah, it’s good. I’ll just- neglect to further mention how many times I’ve been acquainted with your dick.”

“I agree with that plan.”

Isak picks his head up from Even’s chest, “Although… my memory is getting pretty hazy. Maybe I should like- reacquaint myself?”

And then Even is laughing and Isak is attempting to shimmy his way downward and all thoughts of parents quickly fade from mind.

Sharing is Caring.

Dean Ambrose/Roman Reigns/OC- Reader’s shower stops working and needs to use Roman and Deans. Things get a little carried away.

Warnings: I don’t know why this is so long but it is, also there aren’t any except for pure smut.

I don’t know where this idea came from but I’m damn glad that its here now : @alexispoo @the-geekgoddes @vebner37 @sierrarukia @ambrosegirlforever


I smirked as my heels clicked on the concrete in the halls of the arena. Seeing that I wasn’t scheduled to fight tonight but instead I had a promo with Dean and Roman, my outfit had to be perfect. My heels made me feel a little bit more superior than my fellow wrestlers and the whistle that just left Finn’s mouth made me giggle in delight.

As I stood in the gorilla waiting for my cue, I checked my reflection once more and smiled as I saw how well my dress hugged every curve on my body. My music pulled my attention away from the mirror and I walked out the curtain to an audience chanting my name.

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Second Chance - Nick Robinson

Requested..

“Nick Robinson imagine where Nick asked out the reader on a date (which is his crush) and tells her to meet him at this restaurant and hours past by and he never showed up and the reader is upset bc she thought that he actually like her, but he stood her up. And the next day at school she gave him the silent treatment and smacked him across the face and he try’s to make it up to her cuz he really likes her and didn’t mean to stood her up. The rest is up to you. Srry it’s so long😁”


“Miss, would you like to order yet?” The smart looking man was once again stood next to my slouched figure, my eyes tingling with tears as the embarrassment settled in.

This was the 6th time he had been over, In two hours. Yep, two whole hours i was pathetically sat at this small table in this stupidly fancy restaurant.

I should’ve left, I know I should’ve. But there was still that small slither of hope tingling within me, the thought that Nick was going to walk through those doors, greeting me with a beautiful smile.

I was pathetic, really. I shook my head at the tall male, gripping my purse in my small hands before hastily walking away from the table and towards the car park. The air was cold and it nipped painfully at my legs and arms, the wind whipping my hair around my face and shoulders.

Clambering into my car I smacked my hand down on the steering wheel in a burst of anger, the action causing the car to move slightly. Taking deep breaths I straightened out my wind swept hair and brushed away the few tears that had left my eyes and raced down my rosy cheeks.

I had been stood up. I should’ve known the moment the notorious Nick, my own crush, had walked towards me and passed me a slip of paper holding the messy scrawl of details for the night.

“A date” he’d said when my face had show utter confusion, “you and me, Saturday night”. The words had caused my heart to pound harder than ever before, a smile stretching on my lips before I found myself nodding. I should’ve known it was too good to be true. How naive of me to agree so soon and believe that Nick actually had a thing for little old me.

Sighing one more time, I shoved my bag onto the passenger seat and started up my car. I ignored the harsh pricking in my eyes and the knot in my chest as I made my way home. Tomorrow was going to be torture.



“Y/N wait! Hey wait up!” Nicks calls echoed in the hallway, dragging unnecessary attention to me and him. I confined to walk, drowning out his persistent calls with my own thoughts. Clutching my books tighter i weaved between students and kept my head down, surely they already knew what had happened.

A large hand gripped my elbow tightly, the action causing my body to jolt and my arms to release my heavy books onto the carpeted floor. They cluttered messily around my feet, the tanned hand still gripping my elbow as I stood still, the hallway now silent.

“Y/N, Please” Nicks voice held desperation yet I still ignored him. He expected me to talk to him after I had waited and been humiliated by him? Huh, No way!

“Go Away!” My voice was harsh as I ripped my elbow out of his grip and collected my books, I knew my face was red with anger and I didn’t even want to look at Nick, it would only fuel my anger towards him more.

“Why are you being like this!? Just-” He didn’t get to finish. The sound of my slap echoed off the hallway walls, followed by people taking in sharp intakes of breath and gasp in shock as they watched on from the sidelines.

“Don’t you dare! Why am I being like this? Oh just piss off Nick!” I had quite frankly, had enough. I wasn’t going to waste my time any longer on someone who wanted nothing more than a joke to play, he wasn’t worth my time.

Nick stood frozen, his hand covering the side of his face that my hand had collided with. He didn’t look mad, just shocked. His dark hair was messy on his head and his other hand was resting slightly on his bag strap, jaw clenched and eyes filled with determination.

I sighed a heavy sigh, “just don’t okay?” I spoke tiredly, Nicks face softening as he watched me turn and walk away from his stiff figure, what now?



“Can I get everyone’s attention.. HEY! EVERYONE!” My head snapped to the sound of the shout, instantly finding the source I groaned and covered my face with my hands. Here we go.

“So recently, I asked a beautiful girl on a date” cheers erupted from the cafeteria as Nick stood high on one of the tables. “She said yes, go me!” He laughed heartily as his eyes searched the room ,skimming over everyone before he reached me.

“I was excited as hell, I mean who wouldn’t be? I booked a reservation and planned how I was gonna look handsome as fu..dge” more cheers. “.. Only, I never turned up” his head Hung lowly as the cheers and chatter turned to boos and “what the hell Nick!” He started to smile slightly at the response carrying on nonetheless.

“I know, I know. I’m an ass” I nodded along with the groups of people, he really was.

“But I want to make it right. Y/N I really am sorry, and I wanted you to know that I really do like you, I have done for a while” scratching the back of his neck nervously he looked my way for a reaction. My heart was hammering harshly against my rib cage as my face turned a bright Crimson colour, oh my god.

“I want to make it up to you.. If you’d let me” everybody’s eyes were now on me, the bar now set higher than ever.

Nick clambered down from the table, his feet speedily dragging over to my own table, standing right infront of my sitting figure.

“How do I know you’re not lying? I’m not going to be let down again-”

Nick cut me off, his smirk appearing as he covered my mouth with his hand.

“If I was lying, would I do this?” I panicked, do what!?

In seconds his lips were stuck to mine, the soft skin of his own meshing with mine to make a sweet kiss. He gripped my cheeks in his hands and mine went to his hair, the kiss deepening.

Was this really happening?? Oh my god!

He pulled away slowly, teasing as he held my bottom lip in his teeth softly before letting go fully and looking me in the eye.
We just- oh god I hated PDA! who am I turning into??

“So, what do you say? Will you Y/N Y/L/N do me the honour of going on a- well another- date with me?” His eyes held a lot of hope as he stared up at me, his hands still pressing on my face.

I smiled brightly before removing his hands.

“Nope!” I smiled again, the cafeteria bursting into whispers as they all - still - looked on at the current scene.

“Okay so I’ll pick you up- whAT!?” His face was bright red, confusion clouding his features as he stood up abruptly. He was super tall, his body looming over my own small frame; seeing him wound up was actually hot as hell.

“I’m just kidding you idiot. I’ll go on a date with you. but this is the last chance because I really like you Nick and I’m not going to be mess-” his lips were on mine again in another kiss, his hands gripping my hips as he hugged me closer for the second time in the past 10 minutes.

Maybe there is room for second chances.

Originally posted by nick-j-robs

THIS IS LAME AF I APOLOGISE !!! ITS 1:30AM AND IVE HAD A SHIT DAY, I always promise to update and write a lot but so much stuff happens and gets in the way:(( I’m a sucky writer and account holder so I really do apologise. Anyway, this was short as heck but enjoy, sorry for mistakes an crappiness:)))

Mark ; 45 (Drabble Challenge)

Mark Scenario

Prompt: “I’m your lock screen?!” - “You weren’t supposed to see that.”

words: 416

list of prompts


   You and Mark were in your room where he waited for you do make a decision. Mark had come to pick you up for your guys date but when he arrived you were having a outfit dilemma.

   “Hey Mark do you know what the weather is going to be.” You ask staring at your jacket.

   “No why” Mark responded.

   “Because I want to know whether I should take my jacket or not.” 

   “Just take it, if it’s hot wear it and don’t wear it if its cold.” Mark replied simply. You frowned starring at your jacket as if it would give you the answer to what the weather would be.

  “But I don’t want to have to carry it around,” You complained and continued  staring at the jacket. 

   “Staring at your jacket won’t give you the answer to your problem (Y/N).” Mark stated. You sighed and plopped onto the bed and kicked up your feet in frustration which caused Mark to laugh. You whipped your head around to look at Mark who tried to hide his laughing face. 

  “Mark help me.” You plead in an exaggerated voice.

  “Why don’t you use your phone to find out what the weather is.”

   “But my phone is so far away,”you whine. You looked around your room and spotted Mark’s phone on the edge of your bed.

   “Hey Mark I’m going to borrow your phone okay.”

   “What no!”

   “Don’t worry it’ll be fine, can you tell me the pass-” You stopped mid sentence as the light from the bright screen hit your face. You were met with a picture of your smiling face. It was on one of the many selfies that you had taken with his phone that he had gotten annoyed with you for. Or at least pretended he was annoyed with you.

   “I’m your lock screen?!” you asked slightly shocked.

   “You weren’t supposed to see that.” Mark replied awkwardly. 

   “I’m so touched.” You said, not as a joke but as a completely genuine statement and continued it look at the photo in awe.

  “Yeah,” Mark laughed nervously still a little embarrassed. “We should probably get going.”

   You snapped out of you daze and looked at the time. “Shoot, your right.” You said as you leaped off the bed and started towards the door.

  “Wait!” Mark yelled

  “What?”

  “Aren’t you going to check the weather?”

  “Oh yeah, almost forgot about that.”


This was so fun to make, the prompts are so adorable.

[Requests are Open]

- Ary💞

anonymous asked:

Omg Dave Strider is so cute. He has the best bed hair, and when he's waking up, his eyes before he finds his sunglasses, all sleepy, are the Best Thing. And just after he's showered and his hair is still slightly damp, and he smells really floral because he uses Rose's shower gel.

Y ES YES ALL THE YES LET ME INTRODUCE YOU MY FAVORITE SCENARIO *drops quirk*

Imagine this: Karkat wakes up before Dave and is sitting in the living room or something. He looks up when Dave walks in and just. JAW ==> DROP

Dave shuffles in because he is still *TOO TIRED* so he’s just. Barely walking. And he’s got this WILD bedhead that goes right to Karkat’s gut because it’s fucking HOT AS SHIT OK DAVES BEDHEAD IS SO GOOD anyway *coughs*

Karkat is like. Dumbstruck. Dave is wearing a way oversized tshirt and boxers and that’s it? And its hella adorable?? His eyes are lidded he’s barely awake but what’s shown of his eyes behind crazy long eyelashes is this BRILLIANT BRIGHT RED its absolutely VIBRANT, they look sort of like bright red rubies and passion and fire and its CUTE AND HOT

And then he yawns and makes a teeny little noise with it like small and cute and kinda kitten like and Karkat just MELTS. AND THEN AND THEN AND THEN!!! He says “mornin” bUT HIS SOUTHERN ACCENT SLIPS OUT BIG TIME!! ITS THICK AND TIRED AND CUTE and Karkat just fucking DIES he LOVES DAVE SO MUCH

SO MU C H


SLEEPY DAVE 0/:B

this t-shirt is an autistic joke with myself and is really super soft. this pic is also a sorta sneak peek of my room ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

its so unbearably hot in london at the moment + my body can’t seem to regulate my temperature at all which is awful!! Im honestly so so done with summer already as im uncomfortably warm/hot and cant cool back down + im painfully lethargic + i cant rely on any of my usual comforts because they’ll make me warmer!! sensory hell sensory hell

(i hope you’re all doing ok and taking care!!)

Tender Love and Care

Pairing: JacksonxYou

Genre: Fluff/Slightly suggestive

A/N: I was in my Jackson feels lately because of the whole ordeal of him being sick and stressed, and now it has even been revealed by Yugyeom that Jackson is anemic… so I felt like writing a little fluffy scenario about my king, and soon it’s also his b-day so yeah. Enjoy~


Jackson had just come back from his last schedule in China and he finally had a little over a week for him to relax and take it easy, and you were determined to make sure he would.

He was still in bed getting some well deserved rest after getting home at 10pm the night before; you were in the kitchen making brunch for him so that he could eat in bed, the clock on the microwave indicating that it was well past 11am.

You shuffled as quietly as you could in the empty kitchen, a few hums escaping your lips now that you were in the best mood possible, happy to have your boyfriend home. You moved expertly with the stove, pots, and other appliances, brewing some of his favorite organic green tea, making eggs, toast, chopping some fresh fruit, and putting in a small bowl of leftover rice with meat, veggies, and kimchi. You knew how long he could go without having a proper meal, and now that you were able to, you wanted to make sure he was properly fed.

When you were done, you placed everything on a tray and carefully carried it to your bedroom where Jackson was still sleeping. You gently pushed open the door that you had left ajar when getting out of the room earlier, the sight of your boyfriend laying on the mattress tugging at your heartstrings. You set the tray down on the nightstand temporarily and admired him: the sun rays that managed to get past the sheer curtains fell on his body creating various luminous patterns, some of them illuminating his now brown again locks. His chest was slowly rising and falling with every breath, an arm slightly plopped over the edge of the bed; soft snores escaped his plump parted lips and the whole scene almost made you giggle out loud. He suddenly scrunched his face and shifted a bit before he resumed his peaceful sleep. How could he be so adorable even when he wasn’t awake?

You sat down gently on the edge of the bed leaning close to his sleeping form to move a few stray hairs out of his face and called his name out softly to wake him up.

“Jack, wake up sweetie~”, you cooed as you caressed his face, but he barely budged. You tried again, only to get the same result.

Alright. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

You got on the bed completely, snuggling him, wrapping your limbs around him and leaving annoying kisses on his face and neck, squirming around and calling him obnoxiously.

“Baaaaaaabe~ Jacksooooonnn~”

He grunted sleepily, trying to recoil from you “Five more minutes, mom”

You chuckled and continued your sweet assault, this time being gentle and loving. His arms came around you to hold you close and snuggle you, his warmth enveloping you pleasantly. You pecked his cute nose and his lips automatically formed a pout asking for the same treatment as his nose. Who were you to deny him? 

“Wake up, honey. I made you food and it’s going to get cold if you just leave it” you told him a breath away from his lips. At that, he cracked open one eye and then the other to glance at you and then the food on the nightstand.

“Good morning”, you smiled at him.

“Good morning indeed”, he replied with his husky voice  a bit raspy from sleep, his good mood on the same wavelength as yours.

He briefly got out of bed to the bathroom before coming back in the room and get back in bed, this time sitting with his back resting against the headboard and grabbed the food tray. The room was now filled with the delicious aromas of the different things you prepared, completely waking Jackson up by the way his eyes twinkled at the sight of the banquet in front of him.

“Thank you for the food, babygirl~” he cooed in his Wang Puppy voice depositing a quick peck on your cheek. Then, he brought his hands together to make a quick prayer as he usually did before eating a meal. Soon after, he started digging in making appreciative noises here and there as he ate.

“Jacks, after you’re done eating you should get ready. I have something planned for you”, you announced. 

“Oh? What is it?”, he asked curiously, his cheeks full of food.

“Well, since you have some time off after two decades of schedules, I was thinking that you should get to have some fun and relax”, you replied as you sat next to him, texting your coworker to remind her about the reservation you made for later that day.

“Oh, I know how I can have some fun”, he said right before setting aside the rice bowl he was holding and pretty much assaulting you.

You barely had the time to register the change in the tone of his voice that you were pinned down on the mattress.

“Yah, Jackson!” you yelped when he got on top of you trapping you with the warm pressure of his muscular body, his teeth and lips nipping at your neck playfully and tickling your skin making you unable to contain your laughter, earning chuckles from him in response.

However, slowly his lips started leaving sweet kisses on your heated skin, his mouth expertly leaving love bites in spots he knew very well you would like.

“Jack…”, you breathed out, feeling yourself turning into jello under him.

“Mmh?”, he hummed close to your ear, his teeth nipping gently at your earlobe. 

“The idea was to get out of bed… not staying in it” you attempted meekly, almost trying to convince yourself more so than him.

“But I missed you~”

“I know, baby and I missed you too. A lot. I wish we could take our time right now, but we have a reservation. The sooner we get done with what I planned for you today, the sooner we can come back and ‘have fun’ “ you explained emphasizing the last two words by wiggling your eyebrows.

“Deal!”, he agreed eagerly before pecking your lips and getting off you and off the bed, directed to the bathroom to take a shower.

You laid there for a bit, a hand resting on your chest feeling the frantic thrumming of your heart in your chest before you got up with a sigh and cleared the tray to bring it to the kitchen to do the dishes.


Forty minutes later, you were both on your way to your first stop: the beauty parlor you worked at. You loved that place because it had everything: spa on the ground floor; skincare clinic, makeup and hair salon on the first and second floor.

“Welcome to- oh, hi!”, your friend Keziah greeted you after she had recognized the both of you walking in. She was the owner of the beauty parlor, but she preferred having more control on the spa and hair salon, leaving you a bit of control over the skincare clinic and makeup salon. But regardless, you both could work in whichever department without a problem.
You had reserved a massage room for Jackson right after him being pampered with some spa treatments.

“Hi there!”

“What’s up?”

“You’re here for your reservation, correct? I have it ready for you guys”, she said putting up the list on her computer screen.

“Yeah. There should be a reservation for the warm water pool, the dry sauna room, and the massage room”, you enumerated making sure everything was set.

“Perfect. You have room 5 for your sauna and room 28 for the massage.”, Keziah said before getting up to hand Jackson a locker key and a pair or slippers. “Here you go. You already know how everything works, right?”

“Yeah, I’m all good”, he confirmed. 

It wasn’t the first time he came to the spa clinic. The Got7 boys went there regularly to get skin treatments during their first year after debut. Now, they didn’t get to come as often due to their increasing popularity and consequently busier schedules, but that was how you and Jackson met. You did his facial treatments from time to time, and then something clicked between you two, and Jackson tried to schedule appointments whenever you worked.

“Ok. I’ll see you in a bit, babe”, you told him before you separated to go to your respective locker rooms. 

You both the required routine before getting in the spa: leave personal belongings in the locker, rinse the body with a quick shower, drink a glass of water, and change into the sauna attire. When you both were done, you met on the other side, the soft melody of nature playing almost unnoticed in the background.

Normally, in South Korea the jjimjilbangs (=bathhouse) were traditionally either just for men or just for women, no mixes; others had spa for both sexes in the same building, but different departments.

That’s why you reserved rooms that were in the private section of the spa, where generally couples went so that you could go in with your boyfriend without a problem and without other people in there.

You guys soaked and basked in the nice warmth of the hot water of the pool first, its magic working wonders on Jackson’s tired and sore muscles; then you immersed quickly in the cold water one. After a bit of rest in the sleeping room, you went in the dry sauna to sweat off some toxins, but didn’t stay a long time not just because it is not good, but because Jackson couldn’t stand the head for a prolonged time. Finally, after a quick cool shower, it was time for the massage.

“Jackson, you can go in room 28 and wait for me there, while I go put my uniform on”, you instructed and he went looking for the designated room.

A few minutes later, you walked into the indicated space, the nice subtle scents for the aromatherapy making the atmosphere welcoming and even more relaxing. The soft nature sounds along with some melodic notes was playing in the background, adding to the whole relaxation experience.
He was waiting for you laying down on his abdomen, slightly propped up on his forearms, his head turning in your direction you when he heard you open the door.

“Good afternoon, sir”, you greeted him jokingly as if he were just another client.

“Good afternoon, miss”, he smirked playing along.

“What can I do for you today?”

“I have been feeling some muscle stiffness and soreness due to lots of exercise and  I think I have overworked myself overall”, he explained putting his hand on his back with a fake expression of discomfort like an elderly person would.

“Awww, I see. That is not good. Well, you came to the right place and person. I will be taking care of you today”, you smiled professionally as you moved to grab an exfoliation glove and preparing the massage oils, along with a few hot stones.

“Yes. Please do take care of me”, his done dropping a few octaves hardly concealing the double meaning of his words as he looked at you biting his lower lip gently.

You smacked his butt playfully and chuckled when he made a little squeal.

“Behave, sir”



After a good massage and skin treatment, you went on a quick date at a local fair where you ate some good street food, admired the lights and stopped at some of the different entertainment installments.

Now, you were back home, cuddling on the couch, wrapped in each other’s arms and in the little cocoon made by a blanket. The movie you were watching was playing on the tv screen as you two were in a tight hug, limbs tangled like wild vines, the tv sounds a forgotten background noise.

Jackson’s head was on your chest, his face occasionally nuzzling in your neck and depositing light pecks on your soft skin, taking in your natural scent. He loved cuddling and cradling you as much as he loved being held in your embrace.

When you come back home, it didn’t take much for you both to find the other’s lips, hands roaming and searching for bare skin after clothes had been discarded in every which way. It wasn’t just sex, it was making love to one another, expressing physically how you felt about the other and how much you had missed each other’s presence, bodies so close as if you were able to become one, love so deep that it met no end.

“See? I kept my promise from this morning, didn’t I?” You teased making him chuckle in response as he remembered how you almost remained in bed that morning.

“Yup, a deal is a deal after all. Thank you for today. I really appreciate what you did for me I appreciate you”, he said seriously, his eyes meeting yours and giving you a loving kiss.

“You are very welcome. You deserve it and much more”, you replied, happy that he was enjoying his time home.

You both stayed in a comfortable silence, simply enjoying each other’s company, hands soothingly caressing skin. His hand movements gradually got slower and slower until they completely stopped. You took a peek at his face, and you him peacefully sleeping, his shoulders and chest slightly rising and falling with his slow, regular breathing. You smiled feeling your heart swell at the sight of him in your arms. If you could keep him like this forever, you would. You wanted him to rest as much as possible and you were pleased he was getting to do so. You brushed a few stray hairs off his face with feather light touches as to not wake him, so that you could keep admiring his beautiful features.

“Sleep well, my love”

The Same.

-Junhoe x Reader

-When Junhoe agrees to babysit his niece, he would never in a million years expect the little tyke to turn his life upside down in the most unexpected way possible.

-Fluff

-I notice there isn’t too many writing of iKon maknae line out. I really wanna change that because all 7 of them are so awesome. I don’t wanna get stuck on just doubleB, which I do notice most of my writing is for them. I hope to put out more of the other boys.

Originally posted by junhwe-koo


“Hello” 

“H-Hello?” The shaky voice spewing out from the speaker of your phone had your entire apartment halts in movement. It can’t be… Couldn’t be…

“Y/n?” Then it speaks up again, clearer this time, not a trace of hesitation in the way it so velvety wrapping your name in its soft tone. It was as though God had temporarily pressed pause on the movie that is your life. The TV was still blaring but falling on your deaf ears. The air sullen, sinking fast as cold wind rushing in from the seemingly warm spring day outside. Everything took on such a solemn note, almost peaceful. Your dog, Mattias, had stopped squirming around on the carpet, instead laying there with his legs up in the air gazing at you with inquisitive eyes. He must’ve heard it too.

“Jun..Junhoe?” You’re scare to speak up, to confirm that it is what you and your handsome boy, who was now moving on to licking his paws on the floor, heard.

“Yea, it’s me.” There it was again. Your brain still couldn’t register the familiar sound as anything but hallucination. It can’t be. You distinctively heard that annoying ringtone that you for the millionth time made a mental note to change but probably won’t.

“Uhm… Did you- I mean, hi.” Stuttering like a fool, you shut your eyes and grit your teeth in embarrassment even though he wasn’t there to see. The poor couch that had once hosted the owner of that voice during his many lazy day during his game session nearly break from you throwing your whole weight onto it out of utter mortification.

“Hi… I-I. I’m so sorry, Y/n. You know I wouldn’t call unless it was really dire.”

“It’s alright. What’s wrong?” 

It was so strange to hear him speak with no hidden sadness, not even a trace of bitterness lace in the soothing voice. For so long you had longed for him to sound out your name in the amicableness from before. Not the before of the weeks leading up to the painful break up. The before of playfully throwing veggies at each other while dinner bubbles away on the hot stove. Back when you cracking up in ribs splitting laughter whenever he does something completely stupid during your annual Y/n + Junhoe grand adventure. In those days where you could confidently claim you had him begging for in between lustful moans of the night. In the days where you were still his girlfriend. 

“I’m really panicking right now. Hani, my niece, I’m suppose to babysit her today and… God, Y/n. I don’t know what to do. I tried everything. I even freaking threaten to take her home if she don’t stop. I don’t know what else to do- I. Why did you made it look so easy when you babysat her. What do I do?” His voice wavers worse than a baby tree in a category 1 hurricane. He rans without even breathing and judging his heavy breaths, he must be really desperate.

“Slow down, Junhoe. Breathe. Listen to me. Breathe! It won’t do neither of you good if you pass out. Now, slowly, tell me what happened.” A few long breath could be heard huffing into the receiver end of his phone before a long sigh follows up with dead silent. You lean back in your chair, discomfort forcing its way out from how strange this all feel. 6 months, 6 months of nothing since the break up. He didn’t even grace you with the tiniest bit of salvation for your  aching heart even after you saw him arm in arm with the gorgeous cheery brunette that practically bounce her way down the busy street. 

“It started out so nice. We went to the park, we played, we watched movies. Then all of the sudden she won’t eat, she won’t play, she won’t listen to me. She just sat there and sulk. Then she threw a fit and spilled her lunch all over herself. I got irritated and she cry and now I wanna cry to and now she’s- She’s mad at me and I’m mad at her now too… and then…” The passion in his words dies out leaving you on the edge of your seat, anticipation coursing through your mind with all the worst scenarios. Above it all, why did he just call his girl. Why you.

“And then?” You whisper gently, careful not to shook anymore stress on the man that must be tearing his hair out by now.

“And then she, uh, she asked for you. She told me that it was all my fault you never come around anymore. You would know what she wants and all I do is just mess everything up. She’s crying so much that I don’t know what to do anymore, Y/n.”  The softness in his voice falters with the last syllable of your name. The before of sadness feigning its joyful counterpart of the break up week suddenly flood your mind with its present.

“I’m so sorry, Junhoe. I tried to explain to her that I had to leave…” You had always felt guilty for leaving everything in this wonderful part of your life you shared with him. Most of all, you felt the guilt of ruining the ultimate trust he gave you when he introduced his wonderful family to you.

“It’s not your fault. Kids, they just don’t understand breakups you know.” You cringe at the way the cursed word rolled off his tongue. Breakups. It’s such an ugly word to be tainting such a beautiful man with a kind heart and loving soul.

“Yea… I’m still sorry… for everything.”

“Thank you”

You both stay silent for how long, you didn’t really know. No doubts the rush of reminiscing, of running through all the wonderful memories you both made together also affected him because you could’ve sworn you heard that infectious chuckle of his. Somehow, somehow that made you smile even under all the tear you were shedding. 

“Did you want me to calm her down?” Deciding the silent was deafening enough, you speak up to clear the air. “Junnie? you there?” 

“uh, uhm, yea.” He cleared his throat, not a question in your mind that he caught himself on the endearing nickname you had always used. You on the other hand, hadn’t even caught it yourself. “Can I bring her over to your place? You still live in the same place right?”

“Yea, of course. You sure you don’t want me to come over there instead, easier?” You muse over his strange request seeing how it was much easier for one adult to make a trip rather than a 5 years old and a man child.

“I- I’m moving. Most my stuffs is already packed up so I figured it’d be easier over at a place with real household items.”

“Oh, I see. Why didn’t you just call your sister? Or your mom?”

“They’ve been so stress so I agree to help out… I don’t wanna be useless. I’m sorry.”

“Hey, don’t worry about it. Just come over, you know your way. See you soon.”

“See you!”


30 minutes. 30 minutes it took you to realize what you had just agreed to. 30 minutes to realize the man you’re still hopelessly in love with that was no longer hopelessly in love with you was driving over with his 5 years old niece. 30 freaking minutes to realize you look like shit and your apartment even worse. 

“Shit. Why did I do this to myself” was the last thing you could utter before huffing away to a hot shower and a quick 10 minutes hair make up session. Praise the lord for the walk in closet because your mess of a room had just cleaned itself in the 2 revolution the long hand of the clock took. You had just thrown all the windows open when that familiar ding dong yanks your attention toward that white door. Your heart drums with all its might knowing just who stands just beyond that piece of wood. Nerve wrecks every cell in your body as you reach out to the cold piece of metal keeping you away from him. 

“Hey! Oh my God, Hani! Come here you little monkey!” 

“Auntie!!! YAY!” 

No sooner than the door slam into the wall with all the might a 5 years old could exerts, she was already in your arm clinging on like the monkey she is. 

“You’re so heavy now. I don’t think I can carry you anymore… Oh no, I’m gonna drop you!”

Loud shrieks tearing through the house luring a very exciting doggie charging toward the familiar laugh of the five years old. They were best buddies, inseparable since Hani was barely walking and Mattias was barely learning how to properly use his tiny puppy paws.

“MATTY!” She yelps for you to let go before the two of them dance happily in circle, whizzing away to your bedroom. Silent sinking over the warming apartment once again as you eye an awkward Junhoe standing there juggling with what you presume is Hani’s luggages. 

“Hey you!” You headed for a hug before crash and burn into that invisible wall of boundaries. Were your hugs still welcome? Would it makes him feel odd being pull into the arms of his ex?

“Hey. Sorry for barging in. I, you know I wouldn’t bother you unless I really needed to.” Tottering over, you couldn’t help but wince at the way his eyes tracing out the metal edges of your lock box, for certain recalling the many times exhilaration ran through his fingers as he type in the code to your place.

“Yea, it’s no problem. I miss her. Come on in…”

He shuffles in, shucking off his shoes and placing them where he had always for the past 3 years you had occupied this quaint apartment. You remember the day when you both finished putting the place together. He had so specifically left an empty spot just on the bottom shelf of your shoe rack. You tilted your head in confusion, wondering what his reasoning was. To which he simply said “What? I gotta leave my shoes somewhere…”. Needless to say it jolted his heart to see the spot remains empty. Staring about now, he’s drinking in as much of this familiar yet strange space that was once 2nd home.

“The lock… It’s the same code. I saw you staring.”

“Oh” A nervous chuckles adores you with its crisp sound. “I see.” 

“How’ve you been? how’s the girlfriend?” Bitter is all you can taste saying that word.

“I’m good. No girlfriend… You?” Bitter is all he could taste thinking about another man touching you.

“I’m okay… No boys, just Mattias over there. I saw you with that girl…” You feel disgusted with yourself for even prying so hard but you needed to know. You just want to feel that security of having him to yourself.

“Oh, just a friend. We were actually lost, the whole group got separated and yea, we didn’t wanna lose each other too. She’s not from around here and getting lost would be a big problem.” Your heart grin from hearing the perfectly logical explanation of why she was clinging onto him so tightly.

“Ah, I see.” he sways around a bit, awkwardly smiling at you.

“Should I give the little one a shower? You said she spilled lunch all over herself…” This was strange. Way to strange for your liking. There stand the man you had seen countless time trekking across this place butt naked with a bottle of water in his hand. Yet here he was, acting like he just entered a stranger’s home. It hurts.

“Yes, thank you. You know I was never good with this… you did most of it. I don’t know what I was thinking accepting to babysit.” Your voice cut his trance short as his soul nearly leaving his body. Holding out the two backpacks full of stuff, he smile awkwardly, not really sure where the lines were being drawn.

“It’s no problem. Just, you know where everything is… I’ll be back.”

He watches as you disappear into that room, that sacred place of love, of lust, and of the life he misses so dearly. He’s scare, terrify in fact to peer through the door once again fearing he might find things he wouldn’t like. Things that remind him you’ve moved on. So he settles on the couch, listening to the loud giggles emanating from the bathroom. The golden rays dance on his skin just the same as it had many afternoons before watching you cook from this very couch. As if sensing his memory lane, Mattias had taken upon himself to crawl right next to his other master that he loves so much but haven’t seen in a long time. If he could speak, you were sure the pup would throw an even bigger fit than Hani.

“Auntie can we go get ice cream later?” The little tyke hopping excitingly in one place, sprinkling little droplets of water all over your floor.

“Yes, if you eat lunch and take a nap and listen to your uncle.” Wrapping her in a big towel, you dried her off before pulling on the small PJ with bunnies print you had gotten for her birthday not too long ago.

“Okay. I feel bad for making uncle sad. I didn’t mean to cry but I miss you. Uncle wouldn’t let me call you so I cried.” Her eyes reddening from the overrunning guilt. You couldn’t help but feel your heart cracking a bit further knowing this was half your fault. You knew you had to cut off all contact for Junhoe’s sake, for your sake. Never once during the breakup did you both consider the collateral damage and casualties you’d both leave in the wake of the separation. 

“It’s okay. He thought I was busy so he said that. Next time, how about I call you first??” You coo, pulling the sadden girl into your arms.

“Yea! I miss Matty too.” 

“We can take him to the doggie park later too. If your uncle says okay.” You force a smile for the kid but deep down, this was all too close to heart for your own comfort.

“Auntie… I know you and uncle doesn’t love each other anymore. It’s okay if you don’t want to see me. I just miss you, he misses you too. We just wanna see you. I know it makes you sad to see uncle. He’s very sad too. I saw him crying when he saw me looking at your pictures on the computer.” You were in the process of getting lunch ready but now, now you found yourself standing there like a statue being rain on. You hadn’t cry about Junhoe in so long. You thought you couldn’t anymore but little Hani’s honest words… They cut deep. So instead, you drop to your knee and let the little one hold you close, petting your hair as you shed your tear.

“Hani, I love you uncle very much. I miss him too. It’s just sometimes, sometimes adults have to do things they don’t like for the people they love. Sometimes we have to say goodbye but that doesn’t mean we don’t love each other. Doesn’t mean I don’t wanna see you. I wanna see you everyday. Matty wanna see you everyday. Next time just tell your uncle to call me, okay?” You smile to calm the little one down.

“You swear?”

“Pinky swear. Now let’s get you lunch and nap.”

Hand in hand, you both turn to walk toward the bedroom door when you could’ve sworn you just miss the blur of the tousle of black hair rushing away from the door. Pushing it to your weary mind playing trick, you both skip happily to lunch time. 

Your kitchen hadn’t had this much laughter since, well since before the breakup. Lunch came and go in a flash and you were now tucking the little one tightly under your blanket. She smile cheekily before planting a big kiss on your cheeks, whispering sleepily to not tell her uncle. 

Sauntering back to the living room now, you wonder where the dog and his master had gone in the 2 hours it took for Hani to finally tuckered out. You let our eyes wander not even a minute when they land upon the sweet sight of Junhoe’s large body cuddling up a sprawl out Mattias. The dog had him whipped since the first day you both adopted him from the rescue. Always napping together, could never got himself to put the four legged son in time out. Junhoe tightly shut eyes wincing a bit when Mattias stretches himself, kicking and whining in his dream. This is the sight you had always come to associate this place with, your life with. Who would’ve thought in such a short time, you’d lose all the hope and dream of a fun filled future with the sleepy man before you. Settling down just beside the boys on the floor, you reach out to scratch Mattias’s belly before hovering above Junhoe’s dark locks. He loves getting a good scalp massage to fall asleep to and you honestly love giving him one. You stare for a moment before the sinful lull of selfishness taken over. Dropping your fingers onto his fringe, you sweep the soft strands out of his forehead, lingering on his soft skin, basking in the cologne that still remains the same after 6 years of being together.

You could feel his eyes stirring a bit, life returning to his sleepy gaze as you shoot away toward the kitchen.

“Hey, where’s Hani?”

Damn that husky voice. Junhoe possesses the voice of angels, so delightful and sweet. When he sings, you could feel your heart skip several beats from how beautiful he is. But then there was the gruff in his voice when he just waking up, so low and so rough that it got you lost in him.

“She’s sleeping, probably 10 minutes now. You want lunch? I can reheat some stuff for you…” You avert your gaze, hand wiping the same spot for the 5th time in the past few minutes.

“I’m okay.” You could see him glancing around, taking note of the changes with a few nods of his head. “Everything is pretty much the same here…”

“Not everything. Lots of things changed.” You rush out the answer, hoping he hadn’t heard it.

“Yea it is. You extensive mug collection is still on the cabinet that’s way too high for you to reach. The bowls and plates still in the left bottom cabinet. You even organize your fridge in the same way. Matty’s bed is still in the corner next to the sliding door. I haven’t seen your room yet but I’m sure it’s the same.” He lists with a slight chuckle with all the intention in the world to lighten to mood.

“I moved the utensil drawer. It’s above the bowls and plates now. Made more sense that way. You grab your utensils then you grab your food holders. I don’t leave my water in the fridge door anymore, I got a big water cooler now. Easier that way.” You were feeling your tear creeping up on you, wiping that spot for the 10th time. “I can’t cook dinner for two anymore. It took me 3 months to even remember not to buy two serving of everything. Veggies don’t fly in the kitchen anymore, they’re just boring old veggies that lay around where you put them down. I don’t come home to your voice singing out my name anymore. I can’t jump into your arm. I can’t kiss you. I can’t cuddle you on rainy day. You don’t make me tea anymore. They’re all still there you know. You never took your tea collection when you left. I-I can’t go to bed expecting the sheet and cover already warmed up. I don’t have to complain about you leaving your products all over the bathroom sink. I guess that’s one good thing. I can’t take care of you when you’re sick and gross and icky. I don’t travel anymore. I don’t go get a salt and butter donut then a coffee every Sunday morning anymore. I’m not yours… And I can’t call you mine… So please tell me, Junnie, in what world is everything “the same””. 

You spin around briskly, throwing the towel onto the floor throwing your hands up in an air quotation mark in snide. You can’t bother hiding the tear anymore. All your emotion of 6 months of constant suppressing exploded. He stood there wide eyes but already lunging forward to pull you into his chest. 

“Damn it, Junhoe. Why did we even break up in the first place?” You sob into his chest feeling the knots in your hair loosen with each pass of his fingers. You feel all the frustration of going against the grain of life seeping out.

“Because we weren’t going anywhere… remember? We got stuck in this routine life that was just stomping in one place. I was struggling to move up in the world and you, you weren’t getting any warmer with the idea of settling down and getting marry. But I have a feeling you’re not asking for the reason…” He coos so tenderly the painful reminder of why you were sleeping alone every night.

“No… Why did it all seemed so complicated back then…Why did we agree to this shitty lonely life.” Your arms tighten around his body, squeezing out all the darkness as he chuckles.

“Because we were dumb and young.”

“We’re still the same age now as when we parted you freak!” He laughs at the seemingly ease you could crack a comeback even when you’re ugly crying.

“Fine. Because we’re a bit wiser now than we were before. We’ve been together for so long and I think we just needed a reminder of what it feels like to be on our own. Honestly, I hated every single second of the past 6 months. I knew it was mutual and I have no right but God, I got so angry when I saw your Instagram that you were getting tea with that guy from your work. Tea is my thing. You were only suppose to drink the one I pick. Then I laughed because there I was, getting angry over tea. But you know what? I realized i miss you so damn much.”

You nearly choke on that sentence. You wanted so badly to come home to that sentence but you couldn’t bring yourself to ask for it. Not when you both decided to part way. His lips find themselves resting on your damp cheek as he whispers “i miss you” over and over until you dug your face so far into the crook of his neck the kisses couldn’t reach you anymore.

“I knew I said we always do the same thing and it got so abhorrently boring but I miss it. I would sell my soul to have those “boring” date back. I knew it was just a fluke this morning when you called me Junnie over the phone but it had my heart doing flips and my stomach sick with butterflies. Then earlier when you told Hani you miss me, I’m surprise I had enough self control not to kiss your lips off then and there.” 

You sob out a laugh from the sweet words of your sassy man and he returns the same. You both stood there for so long just looking at the familiarities of each other and how they’re all suddenly seems to be glowing with all the lights of the stars above. His hands move to cup your cheeks gingerly to which you respond with the flutter shut of your eyes. Then you feel the intense heat of summer spreading from his soft lips. It breaches the barrier with the thrust of his tongue greeting yours. It burns down your throat as he moans into you, satisfies with your welcoming touches. Searing down your chest, your heart works itself into a stupor, drugging all your veins with love as you clutch onto the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer. Finally your spent lungs gave out from the intensity of its all with a heavy pant.

“Please tell me we’ll get back together after this because if not, this would all be soooo embarrassing. Also, I’d really like it if you help me move. It’s been hell doing it myself.” He retorts, eyes gloss over with every drip of love he could offer despite the cheeky remarks.

“Yes, weirdo. I mean, who’s gonna fill that empty spot on my shoe rack. I guess I should also pay you back for moving me into this place.” a soft thud of your fist playfully tickles his chest as a much crisper laugh tears through your apartment. You didn’t wanna leave his arms and it seems he has no problem with it. You stay there in the kitchen that held so much memory and surely host of new ones. Your arms tight around him as you rest on his strong stature. He presses kisses here and there, relaying how much he needs you close. Once the tiredness settled into your legs, you drag him over to the couch surprising a still sleeping Mattias awake. He gladly gives up part of the couch for you to fall onto with Junhoe flushing tight against your back.

“You know earlier, when you were struggling with 2 backpacks and a fussy Hani, you really looked like a real dad. Kinda cute.” 

“Yea? Does it uh, does it makes you feel a certain way…?” He winks teasingly, words playful as he presses a kiss onto your lips.

“I don’t know. Should I be? Why don’t you enlighten me.” You refuse to relent to his mischievous words.

“If I look like a dad and you think it’s cute… Doesn’t it incite a motherly feeling in you? I mean, you look like a fearless mom that could handle a zombie apocalypse earlier laying down the law with Hani. I’m not saying you have to feel motherly any time soon… Just you know, eventually.” Hope glints gleefully in his eyes as he not so inconspicuously letting his finger rubs your own very specific one.

“Koo Junhoe, isn’t there something you need to ask me first before I should be feeling motherly?” You retort, flicking his forehead, watching him wincing in pain.

“Let me worry about that part, okay babe? I promise you, I’ll be here for the rest of your life. I will never, ever leave again.” Clutching onto your hands tightly, he let his heart speaks knowing he’s in a good place from here on out.

“I love you, Junnie.”

“I love you, baby.”

You both remain silent, basking in the peacefulness of a revived love. You spend your time staring at him, letting your fingers relearn all the dips and curve of Junhoe. He did the same, index running along your nose ridge, brushing your hair out of your face, poking your cheeks. Nothing but small giggles and kisses could be heard for the next hour until the gentle voice of a very sleepy Hani burst your bubble.

“Does this mean I get to sleep over whenever I want to again?”

Junhoe breaks into a laugh as you motion for the little one to come over. She jumps right in and wiggles herself neatly in the crack between yours and his body. She calls for Mattias as the happy pup wagging his tail your way, settling just beneath your feet continuing to snooze away. Her eyes close once again as you press a soft kiss on her hair, Junhoe doing the same.  He whispers to a giddy Hani before beaming brightly at you.

“Yes, kid. It does.” 

My "Not-on-Normal-Packing-List" List-- Things I plan to bring to College and WHY

*See My Full Packing List on My Blog*

-Christmas/Fairy Lights: dorm lighting can be SUPER harsh, especially at night. If you and your roommate are on different sleeping schedules or if one of you wants to stay up later and study, Christmas lights will be perfect. Make sure you have a strand and your roommate has a strand. Obviously, your strand will be on your side and her strand will be on her side. If you want to go to sleep and she wants to stay up, just unplug yours and hers will be bright enough to see her books but not too harsh that you can’t fall asleep. (OR VISE VERSA) I used to keep Fairy Lights in my room at home and they were on all night and I slept just fine. They offer the perfect amount of glow. This will also help on weekends if you and your roommate are doing separate activities, if one of you is out late, then when you come back to your room you can plug in your strand to see and get ready for bed without waking your roommate. *remember to hang them with Command (or a similar style) Hooks, so you don’t leave any damage on the walls when you leave*

-Duvet and Cover: I plan on buying a duvet and separate cover. Comforters can be expensive and I like to switch things up. I am going to buy one Duvet for all four years (and maybe beyond) but maybe switch the cover up every year or two. This can also help if you and your roommate sophomore year have a different “vision” for you and your roommate freshman year. 

-TWO Sets of Twin Sheets: Two Words Man, Laundry. Day. 

-Bedside Caddy: Not everybody has heard of this, but its like a little pouch that has a flap that tucks under your mattress and hangs beside your bed. You can keep your phone in here while you sleep, maybe a book or study material, tissues, a flashlight. Whatever you want, its just like a nightstand for people that don’t have nightstands. 

-Curtain Rod/Curtains: I’m not sure if I will buy these yet, but my sister suggested it just incase you hate your roommate so much you can’t even bare to look at her/his face (which is unlikely, but whatever). You can attach a curtain rod to the ceiling using command strips or something similar and hang a curtain as a room divider. Desperate Times call for Desperate Measures. 

-Safe: Your roommate may have some sketchy friends. You never know who he or she will invite into your room. Keep your jewelry, wallet, extra money and other valuables safe in a safe. 

-Small, Folding Step-Ladder: In college you need to take advantage of every storage space possible, even if its at the top of your closet or on top of a tall dresser or wardrobe. A small, collapsable/folding step ladder will allow you to access your stuff in storage without taking up much room on its own. Most are small enough to tuck between your bed and the wall.

-AirFreshener: Whether its a spray or a wall plug-in, everyone needs to avoid being “the one” with the stinky room. 

-Steamer: Irons and Ironing Boards are great but they take up SO much room. A little hand held steamer is perfect for getting wrinkles out of clothes and you can store it anywhere you want. 

-Bath Sheet: I suggest everyone get a good, large-but-not-too-hot bathrobe if living with a community bathroom, but I also like a real towel too. A Bath Sheet is just a towel with a few extra inches in all directions so theres no need to worry about any of your bits and pieces showing. 

-Washcloths: A lot of people skip washcloths and go straight for hand towels, but I really like using washcloths to wash/dry my face and they are smaller, saving on space. 

-Lip Balm: Bring Extra. You know you lose these all the time. Keep them in your desk in their package so you know where they are until you need them. 

-Mirrors: One full length for the back of your door (check with your roommate so you guys only have one) and one small one to keep on your desk. This will be helpful for makeup and stuff. I don’t want to have to go to the bathroom every time I want to do my makeup. 

-Batteries: For various electronic devices (headphones, remote controls, video game controllers, etc)

-Camera: Really not necessary because of Smart Phones, but always fun to have. I would NOT bring an extremely valuable camera, even if you do have a safe.

-“Flex Your Power” Surge Protector: Google it. You’ll know you want it and you know it’ll be helpful. 

-External Hard Drive: For when you have a 1000000000 page paper due and you’re paranoid your computer will crash. 

-Printer: At my school, printing is included in tuition so I don’t have to pay per print, but I also don’t want to have to go across campus to grab something off the printer before class. ALSO, a nice way to print new pictures with new friends. ALSO not all schools include printing so you DO have to pay per print and that sucks and you should save money and buy a printer. **ALSO BUY EXTRA INK AND PAPER**

-Video Game Console: *with multiple remotes* I totally want to be able to stay in some times and chill with my roommate or by myself or invite some friends over to my dorm to play. 

-Cards/Notes to Send Home: Your mom/dad/grandmother/grandfather/aunt/uncle/sister/brother/friends/whatever will LOVE this. I think handwritten letters are so much more heartfelt than texting or e-mailing. 

-Planner: Its always important to stay organized (or at least try to) especially freshman year. With all your new found freedom it may be hard, but having an actual book may help keep you on track. *Personally, I think the Lily Pulitzer one is REALLY cute and SO helpful.*

-Bandaids, Neosporin, Cold/Flu Medicine, Pain Relievers, Upset Stomach/Heart Burn Relievers: Basically everything that your parents keep in the medicine cabinet. You will get bumps and bruises and cuts and scrapes; keep them clean and covered. You are going to be living in VERY close quarters with a lot of people. You will get sick; be prepared ahead of time to soften the blow. You will get hurt, you will get hungover, and if you’re like me, you will get cramps. Keep tons of your favorite Pain Reliever near by. (my favorite is Aleve). And finally, another two words: CAFETERIA FOOD keep Pepto Bismol and Tums in a place where you can grab them if you need them. 

-Earplugs: Your roommate might have house guests the night before your big test. You roommate might snore. You might live below partiers. Earplugs can help with all of the above. *a sleep mask might also be helpful if your roommate refuses to cooperate on the fairy light suggestion*

-Pepper Spray: I got some as a graduation present because my school is not in the safest city in America… Always better to have it and not need it than to need it and not have it. 

-Small Tool Kit: As long as someone in your hallway has one, you’ll be fine but it is always good to have. 

-Playing Cards: For nights where you don’t want the technology. Hang out in the common room and play poker or go fish or war or learn a new game and make friends.

-Vacuum/Dust-Buster 2-in-1: These are going to be so helpful especially if your room is carpet. Spills and crumbs happen, but Ants can and should be avoided. 

-Umbrella: A storm is coming. Its name is college. Prepare accordingly. I’m just kidding. But just because its sunny on move in day, doesn’t mean it will never rain. 

-Winter Coat: Same as the umbrella, It’s going to be hot on move in day, but for the past couple of years near my university, there have been snow storms in October and I don’t want to be caught in the cold. 

HOPE THIS WAS HELPFUL. If I think of anything else, I’ll let you know.

He's a tease

Characters: Changkyun/I.M x Reader
Genre: SMUT, fluff, one shot

Summary: you just saw a dog in the alley, that’s all you know.

A/n: this is my debut smut a.k.a first ever smut, so please do bear with me.


You were always been a cat person, every time that you see a cat on your way it like a need to pet their heads. You are always been fond of them you see yourself to them moody, always sleeping, eating and always cleaning. 

Basically cats are your spirit animal.

Stopping by an alley you saw a white tabby cat and went to it to hi! Stroke it on it’s ears. It was so fluffy you swear that this cat doesn’t belong here.

You were about to take it when the cat runs towards the other side,  you weren’t able catch the cat because of the groceries on your hands. You just prayed that the cat can be safe.

Walking to your apartment it began to pour hard all of the sudden, running to look for a place that can keep you dry.

You know you were alone but you heard rustling sounds behind, slowly you walk out of it but stopping in mid step when you heard a whimper.  Your head snapped behind you and there you saw a dog almost drenched like you. 

“should I take him home??? What if he has an owner??? But I cant leave it here like wey, it might die. But… the pound his waaaay far and my apartment is just there…." 

You were on your train of thoughts when you felt paws on your leg and when you looked down the dog was already there. 

Squatting down you open one of you spare shopping bag and let him  jump in, standing up you held him with the groceries and dashing off the wet streets under the crying dark sky. 

Arriving at the towering apartment,  you shake your wet body and entered the warm lush lobby and walk towards the elevator. Waiting for the doors to open you were shivering from the coldness you felt that the bag shift and the dog’s head popped out.

The doors open and you entered the elevator you waited for people to come in but there wasn’t so you punched in your floor level and the doors closed. 

Humming, you thightly holds the bag with the dog and carries the already giving up paperbags of groceries in one. 

"What should I do?” You asked yourself on time as you heard a ding, you went out and walk towards your apartment’s door. “Stay there. Ok?” You told the dog as you put him down the floor along side with the groceries. 

After punching in the pass codes you took the bag and the groceries, but as soon as you grab the paper bags all of the contents went falling. Sighing, you put the dog inside first and lazily picks everything putting them insida one by one.

After you were done you went to the kitchen to arrange everything, after that was done you went to your bathroom and wash. 

The feeling of the warm water makes your cold body to relax, closing your eyes as you sigh submerge under the water and staying still. You let your thoughts to be wash.

You were relaxed not until a certain bag passed your mind, jolting up from the tub. You immediately wrapped yourself with a towel and sprinting out of the bathroom to your door. There you saw him, the dog patiently waiting fir you to pick him up.

“You’re a good boy” you smiled at him as you finally picked him and headed back to your bathroom. There you told him to stay for a while so that you can finish your bath and give him one.

For a stray dog he seemed to be well taught and that he is groomed 'he is really a beauty' you thought as the dried mud and dirts had been washed off of him. There you can perfectly see his gorgeous silky fur, his eyes were shining black and weirdly you liked looking at them.

After a couple of minutes of washing him, you set him on the counter and blow dried his fur. You were humming to the tune of the elevator song, you put him on the floor and he walked cautiously. 

You went to your cabinet and took your favorite pajama and slip on it. “Here boy! Come here” you called him and he came running and you picked him up and went to the kitchen. 

“Its still so cold, even if I had changed the heater’s setting” taking a bowl and pouring yourself some cereal whilst adding milk. You took a spoon full and briging it to you mouth, humming in satisfaction. 

He was there watching your every move,  looking down you saw him and offer some of the cereal thinking he would eat, but he did not.

Rummaging through your cupboards you tried to look for something that he can use to eat and drink water, you even search the fridge for something he can eat.

“Here you go buddy, eat well and dont forget to drink water ok?” You said while patting his head you sat down beside him and ate your cereal, you look at him and smiled “go on and eat that is yours" 

After finishing your cereal you stood up and placed your empty bowl in the sink, you drank your vitamins and headed to bed after you set a basket for him to sleep at.

"Goodnight buddy! Tomorrow we will look for your owner ok?” You told him one last time and turned off the lights as you went to your room to sleep.

You look at your hand why did you felt something weird?  You like cats but this dog is something, his eyes sparkle and its beautiful. But he has an owner who loves him, so you have to bring him back.

Closing your eye, you let the darkness swallow you to its abyss to dreamland.

The next day was hard, you can’t seem to find the energy to stand up, but you heard whimpers outside your door accompanied by some scratching noise. Standing up you saw him staring at you and licked your leg.

“Hey I will just go and get a shower then we’ll go out to find your owner” you kissed him as you embraced, You put him down and quickly dashed to the bathroom. 

After s good few, and a warm bath you were ready for the day. You dressed up comfy with a knee high floral dress shirt topped with a leather jacket and just your trusty kicks. Applying a little amount of make up and lip tint you dashed out of your room to the kitchen to feed the dog.

“Buddy? Why didn’t you eat?” You ask him while changing the water.

“Its because I dont eat those yanno?”

Shocked you immediately looked behind you and see a naked man standing behind you. 

“what the fuck??? Who is he?!?!?!?! Is he the owner? Fuck he looks hot. Wait now is not the time for this! How did he even manage to enter my house!!!”

Your train of thoughts when you felt a hand on your waist and another on on your shoulder. He was leaning closer and to your defense you tried to stop him by putting your hands in his chest "its firm. Fuck! Not now. Now is not the time!

“Also… Im Changkyun, I like buddy but you’ll be needing to know my name”

“Yes! I need to know your name so I can call the  police!” Screaming as you went to your side and took the water bowl for defense, you kept on backing away from him but he went walking towards you in a slow pace.

“Oh really? But yoy brought me here, also it would be polite if you’ll scream my name on th-”

“FUCKING STOP CHANGKYUN!”

“Wow! I never knew hearing my name from your mouth woukd be that sexy” he said as he sat down on the kitchen counter “I should tell you that there was this "witch” that turned me into a dog until I find someone suitable for me" he said

“Like princess and the frog? That is that your a dog” you look at his face down “OH GODDAMMINT CHANGKYUN HIDE YOUR LITTLE YOU!” you screamed again whilst closing your eyes.

“The little me wants to hide on you” he smirked, jumping from the kitchen counter  and walks to you again “so for now on until the day I die you’ll be my master and you can do anything you want me to”

“Im not your master! Get your hands off of me!” You said as you tried to pry his hands from you, but he grips a little more and pulled you to him

“But to top it all” he leaned in to you ear and whispered “im very good at pleasuring” he licked and bit your ear and earning himself a moan coming from you.

Pushing him that made him stumble a bit you turned around because of the sight of a naked man gives you shivers. You know he is already behind you, bringing you fingers to your nose bridge and pinching it to ease your stress.

“Chance back into a what you were last night, we are going to look for your owner” you heave an expharated sigh as you turned to face him again, but this time he had this angry sad face.

“But you ARE my master, then it means that your MY owner. Cased closed"he said as a matter of fact. You dont even know if he is mad or happy, but one thing is for sure he likes to tease.

"You see Changkyun this is n-”

“This is the besy idea! Me, you living under the roof! If I have my tail you see them swaying!” He turned around waving in butt in front of you with a smirk.

“Stop that you asshole!” You shouted at him, but instead he went up to you and slowly wrapping his hands to your waist turning you to look at the reflection in the mirror

“I can feel you want me from the beginning, also we look cute like this right?” He said as he brought his head to the crook of your neck smiling to himself as he nips the skin on your neck. “You know what? I can make you change your mind” he took your flesh to his mouth and slowly sucking at biting once in a while

“N- ah… stop tha- fuck you Cha- Changkyun!” You yelled ar him while closing your mouth. 

“I like that language of yours” smirking, he carried you bridal style walking to your room, kicking the door to open. “And I would love to have you now” as he placed you on the bed carefully. 

Crawling aways from him was a bad idea because he just went to you while he brings his fingers to ghostly touch your skin, leaving your skin with goosebumps. 

Your mind went blank when he started to play with the the hem of your dress shirt because his hand was just over your core. Trying to swat his hand but it was no use, the once hand that plays with your dress is now on your thigh.

He went too slow that your mind was being fogged by lust but you still fought, his hands slipped onto you without knowing. Gasping when you felt his fingers pressed on your womanhood.

“Sto-s no! Stop this Changkyun!" 

"You want this as much as I want” he pressed a soft kiss on your lips as he went down you neck slightly grazing your skin "worry master I will be a good boy" you can literally feel him smirk on your skin.

He went on kissing your lips as he lifts your dress shirt but your hands founf their way to stop him “come on master, I will be very gentle with you" looking at your eyes as he tries to lift them again and this time succeeding. 

He pried your legs open as he slid himself in between you his lips still on yours, his kisses were sweet and you felt safe. With that said you responed his kiss with the same passion, his hands roams around your body. You both parted as you catch each other’s breathes, looking at his eyes you were completely lost. Those black eyes that you can see the galaxies in them, you initiated the kiss this time and you were completely intoxicated by him.

His hands tried to undo your bra and tried to hold on a laugh because you can see his face in pure confusion, because he cant undo the fuckin bra. You heard him growl faced etched with annoyance, you tried to help him but he just swated your hands telling you that he can do it alone. Once he undid it he smiled at you with truimp, he eyed you like a predator.

Kissing you once again as he cups your breast and softly kneeding it, he wasn’t satisfied for your lack of response so he went on pinching and twisting your left nipple. With that he got a response of a meal.

"So master likes it when I twisting it like this?” He said with his deep voice and you responded with a loud gasp of pleasure “master, we haven’t even started yet your this…Wet"he teasingly slid his finger into your panties.

"God dammit Changkyun! I thought you’re a good boy!” You snapped as you pushed him to his back and straddle his hips “you’re not being a good boy Changkyun!” You said as you look at him whilst slapping his right right, a Yelp was heard from the boy underneath.

“Someone is being impatient” he gave you a smug smirk and pushing you back on the bed “now, I will take these off of you completely” with one !I’ve you were now completely naked underhim. “Now master we will begin” he smiled as he attacked your lips in a kiss.

That kiss escalated into a fiery fight for dominance, you being inexperience easily gave up to Changkyun as he takes the lead. He darted his tongue out asking for permission and easily gave way once again, his tongue and yours danced in sync like they already knew each other.

His lips travelled down from your lips to your jaw to your neck, stoping there to leave several marks on your neck, he went further to the valley of your breast. He took one of your nipple as he suck on it whilst playing on the other, the pleasure are slowly building up on, you grabbed a fist full of his black hair and pushed his head deeper on you. Him happily obeyed.

Hi used his tongue and lips very good and sometimes teething you to gain more responses on you. His mouth alone drove you crazy and you can feel an unfamiliar feeling building up on you. Craving for something more  you tried to slip a finger in you but your hands were pinned by Changkyu, retracting his mouth from your breast he looked at you dead in the eye as he told you not to touch yourself.

Afraid that he won’t continue you obeyed him. He slowly went to your stomach, down to your navel and stopping just inches to your core.

“what do you want me to do master?” He asked you as he lazily plays with your folds not answering him, he completely inserted a finger on you as his thumb pressed on your clit. Humming you buck your hips to meet his finger that doest move.

“please, sto- dont tease!” Still trying to move your hips. Lower but Chankyun held you down firmly on the bed.

“why so rude master? You should ask politely” he smiled at you while he plays on your clit. Slowly pulling his fingers out “I can play this game forever” his deep voice was laced with tease and hunger. 

“you said im your master! Do it now!”

“such an impolite master I have” he heaved a sad sigh, as he sat up right completely retracting his fingers on you “how do you even think I will always be a good boy if you, yourself doesnt even know how to be polite. Just say please and well move on” he told you as he makes small circles on the insides of your thighs.

after a minute or two of grugelling silence, Changkyun just gave you a disappointed look as he stood up from the bed ready to go out of the room.

“hey! Stay here I order you to finish this!” You shouted at him and he only gave you another sigh. “Please?" 

"see was that hard?” He smiled at you as his feet waltz back to the bed and once again settle himself in between your legs and ahoved his fingers right into you.

He went on a normal speed hitting a bundle of nerves that sent you screaming his name, he went on ramming his fingers and adding another in the process.

You kept on moaning and screamingnhis name like a mantra, he went on slow to fast thrusting hus fingers in you. With enough thrusts you came in to his fingers.

Whinning as soon as his fingers left your womanhood, he brings his coated fingers into his mouth and and sucks on your juices with a a very quiet hums of approval. Releasing his fingers with a pop he then attacked your lips letting you taste yourself.

While he plays with your nipple, he grabs your hips and lets you feel how hard he is for you. Felling him twitch under you, grinding your hips to ease the building tension in between the two of you, hearing him groan in pleasure you kept on gridding on him to return the little favor.

Swatting his hands, you push him on his back as you touch his aching member feeling it throb with anticipation. Running your fingers on the popping veins hearing him groan with just you fingers makes you feel more excited than ever.

You held on it with force as you pump on it hard and fast, completely opposite of what Changkyun had did to you. You’re just returning the favor but your not a tease like him oh nonono, you are not.

A few pumps later he is already leaking adding more pressure as you squeeze him and slowly moving your hands down, the room is now filled with deep voiced graons and moans you feel powerful. This is what a master should always do, dominating. 

You slowly brought your head down as you lick the precum on the tip of his cock. Putting him on your mouth, his width made your mouth to stretch even more you bobbed your head up and down. His length was nothing like what you thought that he would be.

You tried your best to take him whole and you succeeded, you look up to see your Changkyun melting under you. Running your tongue in his underside to the head, kissing his length you take him whole again. 

Bobbing your head deep throating Changkyun and once in a while teething him. Running your fingers on his legs digging your nails in the process.

You tried to make him go crazy and your plans worked, his hands found their way to your head and grabbing a fist full of hair helping you. He went on a string of curses as he moans your name, you felt him twitch indicting his near.

Taking the initiative to leadnthis restless blowjob, he pulled himself out and stood up and you went to your knees and made you eat him again. We went on thrusting in your mouth fast and hard. A few more thrust he came in you, slowly pulling out you watch him look at you as you swallowed his load.

Pulling him down you kissed him just repeating what he did to you last time as you gently lay him and top him.

Settling yourself as you straddle his hips, slowly grinding yourselves. Getting impatient Changkyun holds your hips as he switch positions that he is on top now.

Even him being so impatient he still waits for your approval before he makes a move, nodding your head he swings your right leg over his shoulders and teasingly let the head to lightly rubs on you.

Inch by inch he slids on you , knowing that it will hurt he leaned in to kiss just to distract you from the pain that you’ll soon feel. 

Bitting on his lips as he suddenly thrust into you hard and fast, you tatsted metal and you broke from the kiss to check on him , there you saw that you bit his lips so hard.

But instead of you looking at a mad Changkyun he only smiled at you whilst patting you in the head

“Tell me if it’s hurt” he kissed your forehead as he slowly thrust in you holding your frame as if you’ll break if he will go too fast. Why? A dick and fingers are different.

A few slow thrust you had adjusted to his size, he took hint when he noticed the sudden change in your facial reactions. His thrusts now became fast and hard, with every thrust he makes sends you to oblivion.

One certain thrust made you arch your back and moaned loudly, meaning Changkyun found the spot that will make you scream his name. His thrusts quicken as he plays with your clit to add more pleasure,  you grabbed his head you tilt it to the side and nips the skin there marking him as yours. Every thrust that he makes felt needier than the last, this was unusual he wasnt even teasing you but instead he was very sensual, passionate if thats the word.You felt him throb inside and you cant stop clenching on him, he looked at you in the eyes and he lean kiss.

“I- fuck im near and you?” He bites his lips

“Me too” closing your eywa as you hold onto hia shoulders as he pounds on you like there was no tomorrow, after a few more hard thurst he came inside and you followed suit. He collapse on your side, eyes closed as he triea to even out his breathing. You just looked at him and you were just in awe on how beautiful he really is,  hair sticking everywhere, body covered with sweats. 

“Did I changed you mind master, you wont let me go?” He asked as he opened an eye to look at you.

“Change?” You huffed a laugh and achangkyuns face turned into a sour one and you noticed it “you didnt change my mind.you blown it” you tweaked his left nipple and laughed at his pained expression.

“So… are you ready round two?” He asked you as he wiggled his eye brows at you.

“Can we eat breakfast first?” Slapping his thigh you stood up, but beimg pulled back by a pair of hands.

“Baby im your breakfast in bed” he winked at you.

With that said lets just sat you two went on for another couple of rounds.

Natasha Sexuality Headcanons

Natasha Romanof is a

IDEMROMANTIC LESBIAN
ZISSS IS MY REASONINGGGG
so i think because,like steve(check out my steve headcanons), has not had examples of healthy romantic and platonic relationships (red room). So i feel that would have an effect on her development and thought processes towards the different attractions. So idemromantics decide wether they categorize their attraction by factors and not really based on what they are feeling since they experience platonic attraction and romantic attraction similarly. I feel becuase of Natasha’s training with dealing with things logically and not based on feelings and emotions this definition fits what i think she would do. She would not be used to just going by feelings and its comfortable for her to base it off of other situational factors.
ANYWAY LETS GET TO THE HEADCANONS
-natasha the questioning-lesbian during red room (wow katya is hot who knew)
-natasha: the confident lesbian
-natasha would be able to complete her honeypot missions with ease to me because she wouldnt feel any attraction to males
-female honeypot missions on the other hand she doesnt take
- a certain someone (*coughcpugh Tony Stark) thinks shes homophobic (check out my tony stark sexuality headcanons)
- a certain (meddling) someone confronts her which then leads to said certain someone coming out to her and her coming out to him because she trusts him -
-natasha romanoff and tony stark are budddddddies 🔥🔥👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾 —-
-natasha trusting clint with her sexuality clint being supportive and hooking her up with people
-clint and tony hooking her up with people they know
-that scene in winter soldier where natasha is trying to hook steve up with somebody but now opposite
-natasha and karen from forensics sitting in a tree they had sex this e-ve-ning lols
-natasha the heart breaker
-Natasha the occasional butch
-Natasha The Lesbian: Disappointing Straight ,Bisexual, and Pansexual Men Since 1993

calfreezy x reader imagine: it’s just a prank bro!  (i had to lolol im sorry)

REQUESTED:  “Could you do a Calfreezy imagine where he’s planning to pull a prank on (Y/N) by telling her he cheated but she instantly sees the camera and to get back at him she tells him it’s okay because she cheated on him or something like that? And after its just sweet and fluffy. Thank you!”

“Y/N, can I talk to you for a hot sec?” 

Callum leaned his head round the door frame of his bedroom where I was sitting in his bed, scrolling through twitter on my laptop whilst he filmed a Q&A in the other room. He had originally asked me to join him however I declined, not wanting to make an appearance whilst feeling as rough as I did on this day. Last night was New Years; and I remembered absolutely nothing. Not even midnight. For all I know, Callum could have kissed any other girl in the room at midnight and I literally would have not an inkling. This, of course, didn’t leave me feeling in best condition for the first day of the year.

“Sure,” I responded to Callum. “Are you done filming?”

“Yeah.” He answered. I made space in his bed for him to come over however he declined.

“No, in the lounge.”

“Oh Callum why?” I groaned, uncomfortable with the idea of leaving his bed being it was cold and bright outside of this room. 

“I know baby I know, but it’s serious and I don’t want Harry to hear, which he will if I talk to you about it in here.”

“Okay..” I rubbed my head, slightly concerned. “Just give me a minute to adjust.”

“Whatever you wish,” he smiled before leaving the room. I went to log out of twitter when I noticed he had tweeted only a couple of minutes before. The tweet read something about pulling one final prank before the Q&a ended. I logged out, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion as I realised he had told me it was already over, and as I was dry, clean and not physically jumping him, no pranks had been pulled on me as far as I was aware. I stood anyway, stretching. I was wearing only one of Cal’s weezy shirts and my underwear. I contemplated putting on extra clothes but decided against it.

“This better be good, my everything kills.” I warned Callum as I made my way into the lounge. He was sat on a chair in front of the balcony window, another chair next to him reserved for me. He looked nervous. I took my seat, looking up at him.

Behind him, taped to the TV i instantly noticed a go pro. I squinted my eyes to focus on it. Was I being recorded?

“So Y/n,” Cal began to speak, interrupting my thoughts as I looked at him. “Obviously last night was New Years, and we had a party, in this very flat.”

“Yes?” I questioned. “Why are you telling me this, I know, I was there..”

“But you were extremely intoxicated were you not?”

“Well yeah..”

He looked down, his hands clasped together. 

“Last night..I kissed someone else. I cheated. I’m sorry.”

I turned away from him, feeling my heart drop. I looked over at the door contemplating whether or not to just get up and leave when I saw another camera, taped to the top of the door. Then everything made sense: the tweet, the go pro. I was being pranked. 

I looked down, smirking. This should be fun.

“Cal..” I looked back up at him. “I’m so glad were on the same page.”

“I’m so sorry- wait, what?”

“I’m glad you did, because I did too.”

“Y/N? You did what? Are you still drunk why aren’t you mad?”

“Cal,” I grabbed his hand in mine. “At midnight, I kissed Simon. I’m so sorry.”

“Y/n? Are you fucking serious?”

His face paled, jaw wide open. His reaction was priceless. 

“Cal you kissed someone too! it’s alright, we’re even!”

“No we’re not fucking even! You cheated!” He stood up.

“Cal I’m sorry, I was just so drunk and you look so alike..I thought it was you!”

He stood still, his fists clenched. Suddenly his face screwed up.

“You thought he was..Y/N are you pranking me?”

I couldn’t stop the laugh that escaped my mouth as I jumped up onto Cal, wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He stood completely still faking anger, although he couldn’t stop the smile that made it’s way onto his face. I planted small kisses all over his neck.

“I GOT YOU YOU FUCK!” I exclaimed through a laugh. “WHO GOT PRANKED NOW BITCH?”

“YOU FUCKING MADE MY HEART DROP!”

He placed his large hands on my waist, squeezing me before he began tickling me. I giggled into his neck as he carried me over to the sofa and threw me down upon it, still tickling me. When I begged him to stop he didn’t and so I pulled his shirt. He lowered himself onto me and our lips met, smiling against eachother. 

“I love you you fuck,” I whispered into him.

“I love you too.” He replied before kissing me once more. I ran my hands through his hair as he climbed on top of me, his hands still on my waist, briefly coming in contact with the lace of my underwear.

“Oh Jesus get a room you two.” Harry groaned, entering the room suddenly.

“Oops.”

anonymous asked:

A complete and utter fuck coworker. Today 9/2/17 was one of our hottest summer days of the season at 45 Celsius, and my shithead lazy coworker had let our trolley situation get out of hand (none inside, bays overflowing outside.) He tells me he hasn't taken any of them in because it's too hot, then shortly after tells me to collect them while he cleans the cool rooms. 3 hours in excessive heat because he's lazy as shit! I'm contacting the union and the area manager tomorrow. Fuck you, asshole.

Owning a bird is looking at the fresh, bloody wound they just inflicted and feeling a little proud because hot damn, that’s a big ass piece of flesh you just ripped off me, you tiny, angry goblin

Q&A with Simon D
  • Simon and you have been together for nearly 5 years and Simon has decided to do a short Q&A video with you. Simon has already tweeted out to his fans about the questions.
  • Simon: Hey everyone. Today [Y/N] and I will be answering questions from our fans.
  • You: What's the first question?
  • Simon: Someone's excited for this.
  • You: I only agreed to this because you promise you will let me choose what we eat tonight.
  • Simon: Shh I don't want our fans to know I bribed you into this. Ok, first question is where did you two go on your first date? Do you remember, babe?
  • You: Of course. But you always telling this story so you do it.
  • Simon: I asked her to dinner at my favourite restaurant, but after dinner I found out she doesn't like the place. [Y/N] asked me what I had plan next, I told her I was planning to go to the movies. She disagreed and we went to a bowling place after.
  • You: Dinner and a movie is boring babe. Sorry. But you had fun at the bowling place right?
  • Simon: Yeah it was fun. Here, read the next question.
  • You: What are your thoughts the first time meeting each other?
  • Simon: We actually met a club. It was an after party for some show. I was sitting in the VIP section and I saw her dancing from across the room. I thought wow that girl CANNOT dance.
  • You: Hey!
  • Simon: I'm just joking. But yeah, my first thought was wow she is so sexy so I got up and asked for her name.
  • You: Yeah, I remember seeing this guy who's wearing a grey GUCCI sweatshirt walking up to me and I thought, who in their right mind wears a sweatshirt to a club. Like it's so hot and stuffy in there. Then my second thought was he probably smells because I could see his sweat.
  • Simon: And do I smell?
  • You: Sometimes.
  • Simon: So [Y/N] what is the most romantic thing that I have done?
  • You: Hmm, for our one year anniversary we celebrated it at home. I had a long day at work and I told him I was fine with some take-out but this guy here surprised me. He made dinner, put rose petals on the bed and candles were everywhere.
  • Simon: I have many romantic things and you choose that one?
  • You: Yeah but I think that's the most romantic. Next question.
  • Simon: What are each other’s worst or annoying habits? [Y/N]'s most annoying habit is buying so many clothes and not wearing them. Some clothes in her closet still has tags on them. And when we go out she says she doesn't have anything to wear so I tell her to wear the clothes she bought a month ago. And when we are ready to go out, I would think she's wearing the new clothes but she wears her old clothes. Her clothes are taking up my side of the closet.
  • You: Whatever. You should buy another closet for yourself then. And don't forget you sometimes kick the blanket off the bed when we're sleeping. I'm always getting up and picking the blanket up. Learn how to keep the blanket ON the bed and I'll try to stop buying so much clothes.
  • Simon: Okay okay, I'll try. So the next question is what is your ideal date night?
  • You: I don't think we do a lot of date nights, right babe?
  • Simon: No, we don't. We prefer having lunch together.
  • You: Yeah, lunches, breakfast or brunches. We prefer spending the day together. But also, Simon sleeps super early. He gets into bed around 8:30pm. What old men do.
  • Simon: Hey! I'm not old.
  • You: Whatever you want to believe. Hmm the next question from this fan is a little out of the blue.
  • Simon: What is it?
  • You: Are there any weird fantasies/kinks that you have or into?
  • Simon: Weird fantasies or kinks? We don't have weird kinks.
  • You: Omg Simon. You just implied we have weird fantasies. I don't want to answer this one. I'm going to get a drink.
  • Simon: No, no sit down. You're staying right here babe.
  • You: I'm just going to cover my face then.
  • Simon: I won't go into too much detail or give our fans too much information. Actually I'll just say it in three words. Ready? Ok, toys and accessories.
  • You: Omg you did not just say accessories. What is that suppose to mean?
  • Simon: I told you, I'm not saying anything more. And baby, you should know what the accessories are..
  • You: Let's move on.
  • Simon: Okay last question, do you two have any funny, embarrassing sex stories? Wow our fans are something hey?
  • You: Haha yeah. I know one embarrassing story. Can I tell it?
  • Simon: Are you talking about the one with the phone call?
  • You: YES! Ok so we were at home and in the middle of 'it' , well actually we were both 'nearly there', when Simon's phone rings. The phone was on the bedside table and I asked Simon if he needed to get that. He shook his head and all that came out of his mouth was "Jay, Jay, Jay". Now imagine, you and your partner having the time of your life, you know, and your partner decides to call out his work mate's name when you're about close. It was so weird, yet extremely funny. Oh and if you didn't guess, the person who called him was Jay.
  • Simon: Please stop talking now and I'm surprised you could actually ask me a question when you're in the zone babe. Kudos.
  • You: I didn't say the exact words. I muttered, gosh. Anyway can I tell them what I told Jay the next day.
  • Simon: Aww, do you have too?
  • You: Yes. The fans deserves the whole story. So the next day, we saw Jay at the office and I blurted out what happened. I said to Jay, "my boyfriend busted a nut to you".
  • Simon: Okay okay. No more discussing this story and let's end this Q&A. You've gone too far babe.
  • You: Fine. And we're having ramen and dumplings tonight.