and by little shit i mean youre perfect

The Girl Next Door [Tom Holland Smut]

Request: “ #695 for tom holland 😛 [[know you’re busy but i feel u, take your time]] “ [anonnymous] 

Words: 1.7+k

Rating: Explicit

Trigger warings: Smut, cheesy romcom story lmao

Summary: You just wanted to take a shower and relax in bed after a rough day.

A/N: This was supposed to be a drabble but I made it into a full imagine to fulfill the thirst of my sweet sinful followers that have been requesting Tom Holland. Y’all give me life. I hope you like this. Also I wanted it to be short but whoops. 

As soon as you walked into your apartment you slipped out of your shoes and started peeling off your clothes. You knew your room mate wouldn’t be home at that time and you couldn’t care less if your creepy neighbor was staring at you through the window. Not today. You were too tired to think about it. Too sweaty to stay on this hideous polo shirt that was the bookstore uniform. All you needed right now was a nice shower and lay in your bed reading one of those erotica books your sister gave you because not even your brain were working right to read anything with depth. You needed to relax.  

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*Noise of FaceTime ringing*

You click accept and see Shawn standing in his kitchen. You place your phone against the toaster, standing in your kitchen too. Shawn was back home from tour and you had been at home for a month now. Whilst Shawn was away, you had sent him a photo of a meal you had made yourself. He made you promise to teach him how to make it once he was home. 
“You’re gonna need to turn that music down Shawn,” you shouted so he could hear you, as if he was in the room with you. His head snapped in the direction of his phone. He lowered the music and smiled, “Hey baby.” You had the usual ‘how are you’ exchanges before he clapped his hands and said, “Let’s do this!”

“You know this is really easy right, and I don’t need to be doing this with you?” you laughed as you stepped away from the phone and made sure you had every set on the counter. “I know, but I thought it would be a cute little thing to do” Shawn confessed. “And we could see who is the better chef” he added with a smirk. “I knew it,” you sighed shaking your head. 
“Do you have everything?” You asked, knowing exactly what Shawn was like when it came to remembering things. He nodded eagerly as he changed the song. “You got the chicken?” You asked, with which he replied with a nod and smile. “The bacon?” He nodded again, “Darling I bring home the bacon, remember?” You rolled your eyes, “It wasn’t funny the first time Shawn.” He shrugged his shoulders and backed away from the phone. 
“I set the oven to 350 F degrees right?” Shawn asked, as he stood over the oven. “Yep,” you replied as you did the same. “Is it cold over there?” You asked as you reached up for the cupboard above to grab some foil. “Yeah, it’s snowing outside” Shawn said. “Really?” You said excitedly, looking at the phone. Shawn wandered over to the phone and leaned over, “(Y/N) you shouldn’t be excited about the snow. You should be excited about how great I look” he said as he brushed his hand through his hair. “Just look at my hair,” he said sarcastically, knowing that he hated it when it was too long. “Wash your hands before you continue,” you said with a cheeky smile. 

You instructed Shawn throughout the cooking process, waiting for him when he panicked that he was behind yelling, “Wait wait.”
“Ok, is your bacon thick?” You asked, as you opened your packet of bacon. Shawn remained silent so you glanced over at the screen to see him close to the camera, with a smile on his face as he repeatedly raised his eyebrows. “Grow up,” you sighed, rolling your eyes. Shawn pushed himself off the counter, “Fine, it’s thin.” You let a little chuckle escape your mouth, “Sorry.”
You wrapped pieces of bacon round pieces of chicken, hearing Shawn panic over how the bacon would stay wrapped. “You don’t need toothpicks, it will stick. Trust me,” you said loudly. 
“Ok, then you grab the bowl of brown sugar and roll the wrapped chicken around until it’s evenly coated” you said, doing just that. 
“Now I’m gonna dress myself for two, once for me; and once for someone new” you heard Shawn sing at the top of his lungs. “Concentrate Shawn,” you snapped. Shawn stopped just as he was about to sing even louder, and wandered over closely to his phone. “I’m sorry, kiss?” he asked in a sweet voice. You frowned at the phone before giving in, and puffing your lips out like he was. 

Both of you placed your wrapped chicken on the baking tray and placed them inside the ovens, and waited for 45 minutes. “You bored of being back home yet?” you asked, as you both sat on your kitchen floors opposite the ovens. Shawn nodded, “I miss performing so much. I gathered some of Aaliyahs’ old toys and set them out and performed to them.” You gave Shawn a weird look, “Did you really?” Shawn burst out laughing, shaking his head. “Of course not, I used my own toys.” You shook your head, but smiled because you had missed laughing with Shawn. “But I miss you,” he said softly. You smiled, “I’ve missed you too.” Throughout the waiting time, you’d smile whenever you caught Shawn looking past the camera at the oven, keeping a close eye on the food. Shawn would sing snippets of his songs, asking you which way you preferred when he changed the notes of words slightly. 

Finally it was time to reveal the truth, and find out who was the best cook. “Mine look like little dog shits,” Shawn laughed, flipping the camera to reveal his burnt chicken bites. “Sprinkle the parsley,” you said as you admired your perfect cooking. “Now it looks like little dog shits covered in grass,” Shawn said. You glanced at the screen and did a double take, “I said sprinkle not pour!” “Oh well,” Shawn sighed, flipping the camera back on him. “Let’s see yours.” You showed him your perfectly cooked bites and heard him curse under his breath. “I guess that means you admit defeat,” you said smiling at him feeling smug. He frowned at the camera, “Never.” 

Professor Fuck Up (Requested)

A/N: GIF not mine! Part 2 is here! Request from: @theblulife

Warning: Shameless Language! 

Part 1: Professor Gallagher

Watching Phillip from the side of the hallway was not what you were planning on doing today but hearing all the fucks and watching him shove Professor Youens into his classroom was something you wouldn’t be expecting. You stood in complete stillness until Phillip began walking in your direction causing you to think fast and the best and only idea that popped into your head was dropping your textbook “Can’t you see where the fuck I’m walking.” Phillip sneered very pissed off at the moment “Yeah cause I’m blind and now thanks to you also deaf.” you said sarcastically waiting for Phillip to lift his head to look you in the eyes and when he finally did he began laughing.

“You saw that shit?” he asked laughing hysterically “Okay Gallagher you have officially fucking snapped huh?” you asked locking your arm around his and you began to walk towards the exit of the building “You think?” he asked looking at you not commenting on where you to were going.

 “Oh I never said I think, Gallagher from the minute I saw you I KNEW you had lost your shits.” you said laughing a little “What gave it away? My perfect school records? Last name? Or the dorm parties?” he asked looking ahead not minding the eyes watching us.

“None of that shit Phillip. I knew from the hurt in your eyes.” you said softly so no one could hear what you had said. This caused him to stop in his tracks “What do you mean?” he asked looking at you wide eyed “Let’s talk somewhere private and I’ll explain.” you said tugging his arm forward so you could continue to walk. The walk had been silent since your statement until you made it to your apartment off campus “Welcome to my humble abode.” you said gesturing to the shabby apartment, it wasn’t much but it was yours.

 Phillip looked around the apartment before sitting on the couch “Now do you care to explain what you meant?” he asked looking at you lazily.

“Phillip when you came into my room to talk to me, you looked like you were hit by five cars and I knew you weren’t in an accident so that means something shitty was happening, your little blow up today, you always getting piss faced drunk. Sure normal college kids do that but not all the fucking time. What are you so desperately trying to forget? What are you running away from? Cause I don’t think it’s sunk in yet that you were FIRED from your TA job, you know the only reason you were still attending school, ring any bells?” you said standing pacing back and forth.

 “Why the fuck do you suddenly care about me and my school work huh, we aren’t fucking friends I don’t know a fucking thing about you. SO back the fuck out of my life.” Phillip said getting up from your couch and making his way to the door but you grabbed his arm tightly.

“Phillip, how can you be so smart and so stupid. Every time you were pissed face drunk I brought you here, changed your clothes, cleaned you up, gave you medicine, waited for you to finishing puking, fed you if you asked for food, listen to you complain and whine meanwhile the people in the dorm never gave a fuck but I did, and not because we had to be friends but because it was the right thing to do. It’s even funny that you say that because EVERY TIME you were drunk you would look for me, knew who I was and what I was doing, where we were going, all the time and when you would finally fall asleep I would get you in my car and drag you back to your dorm as if nothing happened. So give me the attitude and anger all you want but remember when no one had your back I did, I was the first person you told about Helene and didn’t tell a fucking soul, but hey walk out the door to keep getting kicked around by people who openly don’t give a fuck.” you said starting to walk to your kitchen but felt arms wrap around you pulling you into a deep embrace.

Just as you had turned around you felt Phillip’s lips on yours slowly deepening into your mouth explore each and every corner as if his life depended on it “Where the fuck have you been my whole life.” he said kissing you once more “In my room stressing over school but hey nice to meet you too.” you said which caused you both to laugh.

 “Wait, so you’ve seen me naked already?” he asked causing you to burst out in laughter “God more times than you can count Gallagher.” you said walking into your kitchen still laughing. “Did my dick look good at least?” he asked causing you to laugh even harder shaking your head ignoring his question.

Kindness isn’t such a bad thing you thought while looking for something to prepare and allowing happy thought to float around your head because for once you were truly happy 

anonymous asked:

blurb im which the reader is feeling self conscious about having big boobs and Dan is like "wtf you're beautiful either way" ? because i honestly need some comforting right now.

It’s crazy how I’ve been feeling that way lately after my friends started talking about how big my boobs are, ugh.
It has probably more cons than pros.
(I’m gonna selfishly base this blurb out of my personal experience, hope you won’t mind!)
*In no means am I judging plastic surgery! Do whatever makes you feel beautiful, confident, and empowering!*

•You were at your friend’s house as she was having a small get together.
•"Okay, but I’m not sure if I should get a boob job?“ one of your friends said.
•"How does it feel having big tits, Y/N?” Your friend asks you. as a natural instinct, you crossed your arms over your boobs and let out a fake chuckle.
•"Oh c'mon, that’s probably why Dan is with you. What man doesn’t like a woman with big breasts?“ One of your friend’s ignorant acquaintances adds.
•Looking down at your feet you reply with, “I personally believe he’s with me for who I am as a person and not physical appearance.”
•When you arrived at Dan’s place, you felt like crying. Not only because you mildly harassed by your so called “friends” but you actually starting believing Dan is with you because of your physical figure.
•You walked into Dan’s room and he was seated in front of his desk typing what seemed to be an email.
•Face planting on his bed, you let out a loud sigh.
•"What’s up with you?“ Dan laughs as he spins his office chair around to face you.
•"People can be such dicks,” you mumble, face still on the bed.
•"Tell me about it, babe ,“ he got up and sat next to you on the bed.
•"Well, apart from being slightly harassed at the get together, they were commenting about our relationship,” you say getting up, “which is literally none of their business.”
•"What did they say?“ He says pulling you into a hug.
•"They started talking about boob jobs and then proceeded to talk about mine,” you sigh, “and you know how much of an insecurity it is of mine.”
•You began to tear up a little at the remembrance of the uncomfortable feeling you had.
•"They also started telling me shit on how you might only like how I look on the outside and stupid crap like that.“
•"And I’ll happy disagree with their comments,” he fixes your hair behind your ear, “first off, you’re beautiful and I don’t understand how you have insecurities if you’re drop dead gorgeous.”
•You blush, “second, the reason I’m with you is because of your personality, I mean you’re fucking perfect inside and out. I love how you stick your tongue out as you browse the Internet, text me random memes at any time of day, do your little dance moves as you play your music out loud, and how you can’t help but get excited when you see a dog or cat.”
•"Now I feel so squishy and loved,“ you say giving him a warming kiss on the lips.


Hope you liked it.
Just know you can fucking slay no matter what. You don’t need makeup or waist trainers to feel beautiful, but if you do, you do you! Do what makes you feel happy!
*As long as it’s legal, morally correct, and healthy!*
Love y'all. 💓🍪

Over and Over Again

Anonymous Requested: We broke up but no one makes coffee the way you do and I really need a cup so can I come over? 
Pairing: Jungkook | Reader
Genre: Fluff 
Word Count: 3,520


It starts with one hazy winter morning and a single phone call.

You’ve always been a relatively light sleeper, a trait of your life you’ve always secretly hated because it’s always stopped you from getting through the night peacefully, but this time it’s a part of yourself you just want to fling off a cliff and curse to the heavens and back. Who on earth would even bother trying to call you at a time like—!

“What the fuck?” You let out in a groan, voice husky from sleep as your hand blindly reaches across to the nightstand, fingers dragging along the surface to try and feel for your phone. Your head is swimming with the abruptness of early morning, the neurons in your brain going at a rapid pace in hasty attempts to right yourself up for the new day. “What time is it…?”

Somehow, your fingers manage to clasp around the rectangular object that is your phone, and you peel an eye open long enough to catch the bright green numbers on your digital clock. The fact that the sun hasn’t even risen over the horizon should be warning bell number 1 that whoever is calling you definitely doesn’t deserve a reply if they’re going to interrupt what little sleep you already get, but you think you would much rather give this person a piece of your mind as—!

You don’t even bother trying to read the fine print of the caller ID before you tug the phone from the charging unit, rolling onto your stomach and—“What?”

“Oh, sorry, is this a bad time?”

The arm that isn’t propped up to keep the phone to your ear straightens like a board, driving you off the bed, the warmth of the covers long forgotten as your heart immediately sets on going into overdrive as it courses through your body. The feelings are almost vague, foreign, nearly forgotten, yet something so nostalgic that your heart already knows the answer before your mind could conjure up a question.


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When they find out their s/o is great at baking

Originally posted by iyeolie


Finding out you can bake is such a pleasant surprise for him.  He already thinks you’re amazing, but now he has one more reason to adore you.  I see Junmyeon being the type to not have a crazy sweet tooth, but at the same time knows how to appreciate a well crafted baked good.  Maybe you were just in the mood to bake that day and made entirely too much (which is always my problem tbh).  You didn’t know what to do with all the extra brownies so you took them over to the dorm for the guys to (hopefully) share.  He’d probably be somewhere in the back rooms, but the second he hears Chanyeol screaming ‘OMG I LOVE YOU’ he’s going to come investigate just what the hell the giant is up to.  When he the children with the brownies, two thing are going to go through his mind: 1. Oh shit the sugar rush these kids are going to have and 2. Just where the hell did these even come from?  Of course, then there’s you offering him a brownie, too, and he’ll take a bite and FALL IN LOVE ALL OVER AGAIN.   “You made these, jagiyah?” “Yup!” “Ugh, these are so gooood~!” (cue happy groaning)

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He’s someone who probably would enjoy a good pastry.  He’s definitely health conscious but we all know he likes his treats.  He would have called you one day to see what you were up to, wanting to take you out and spend time together, when you tell him you can’t go out.  Your mother’s birthday is the following day and you are busy in the kitchen making her cake.  I think he would pause for a second, the little dots popping up over his head (…) and then he’d break out into a grin! He’d ask if he could help you and most likely the two of you would spend the majority of the day baking away (and making a mess just so you can see him go into super cleaning mode).  By the time you both are done you’ve managed to make a three tier cake with fondant icing, little hearts and flowers decorated haphazardly all over it.  Honestly, you two giggle about how cheesy it looks, but secretly you know your mother will love it.  There was even enough batter left over for cupcakes!  He wouldn’t really question that you’re a baker, he would just enjoy the benefits of such a talent.   However, now that he knows you like to bake expect a lot of baking dates.  Why buy pastries when you can have them freshly baked with your own ingredients?  “We have to do this more often, jagi.  This was really fun!  Plus, look at all the goodies we have left over!”

Originally posted by wonhae-manhi-manhi


Cheeky bub.  You wouldn’t expect it from him, but he’s going to take full advantage of your baking skills.  He strikes me as someone who has a sweet tooth.  He’ll be the one who begs for your baking when he’s sad or upset or stressed or frustrated or had a shit week or he misses you or generally just anything.  Also beware of allowing him in the kitchen with you while you’re baking.  The cookies will slowly start to disappear one by one, but he’ll give you one of those dimpled smiles and tell you he doesn’t know what you’re talking about.  Cheeky, cheeky, I’m telling you.  It all started rather innocently, too.  You sent him cookies while he was away in China as a ‘keep your spirits up’ sort of thing, but that turned into an hour long facetime/skype/etc where he grilled you about why your cookies are so delicious!  He’ll be adamant that there’s magic in there cuz ‘there’s no way these cookies can be this soft and moist and yummy after being mailed’.  Nope no way.  He’ll buy you cute little aprons, probably any appliance you want (or didn’t ask for but he bought it anyway).  Yixing is a dotting guy in general, so just expect a lot of him supporting you in this hobby.  It’s not just because he wants more delicious treats, but because he realizes how much you really like to bake.  He just wants you to be happy.  “Baobei, this cobbler is the best!  Can you make me one for my birthday?” “Of course!” “That I don’t have to share?” “…” (cue cheeky, dimpled grin)  

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No Filter

Request:  Drinking with Dean and the reader can’t help but stare unabashedly at his mouth.

Author:  Dean’s Dirty Little Secret

Characters: Dean Winchester x female reader

Word Count: 1364

Warnings:  drinking, explicit language, explicit sexual content, oral sex (female receiving), fingering

Author’s Notes: Requested and beta’d by @bringmesomepie56

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  • what she says: i'm fine
  • what she means: galavant is the best thing that has happened to me and I will legit cry if I don't get a third season I mean I honestly didn't expect a second season and yet here we are I'm surprised too that being said you can't give me the world and then take it away nope nope nope this cannot be it's this perfect little gem of a show and I need more I need a flashback of gal and isabella's wedding reception and oh my god MADALENA IS ON SOME MALEFICENT SHIT GODDESS YASSS but no gareth baby no your heart was broken :( go find madalena and save her from herself and omg galavant is your name gary honestly gary wow no I need this stupid silly show to save my soul and king richard is the CUTEST THING EVER??? HE DIDN'T GET MAD AT GARETH FOR ANYTHING HE JUST MISSED HIM PRECIOUS BABY and roberta and him are together and she didn't go to spinster island with a cat yes thank you but is she the queen now I need to know more about her who are you roberta and tad cooper TAD FUCKING COOPER IS A DRAGON WE HAVE A DRAGON like okay it literally was a bearded dragon but it breathes fucking fire now I'm so happy and I will not be if the last lines of the show are "I have a dragon" no no no you have a dragon but nOW WHAT TELL ME MORE ugh is it my fault they aired it during grease live and people didn't see it why did you want to watch grease live grease recorded was terrible because grease was a terrible movie no do not cancel this lovely show that is PURE JOY of originality because it was pitted up against another musical because galavant is better I promise don't do this to me ABC gala-can't okay please give it one more season please I know they hinted that it could continue but I really need it to continue you don't understand I need that jester singing and recapping the show hella voice jesus I need to know whether sid is gay or not and his bromance with gareth I need more of that and CHEF AND GWYNNE WHAT HAPPENED TO CHEF AND GWYNNE AND THEIR FUCKED UP CUTE AS HELL ROMANCE I NEED TO KNOW I need more tongue in cheek lyrics oh my god the songs if they get renewed again it need that sass I need more game of thrones references crazy ex girlfriend can't be the only primetime musical don't give up on galavant plz help send help I will not be okay if this is over alan menken what have you done you couldn't own me with disney alone you just made me love you even more didn't you I just I need this show please take my money give me more galavant god bless galavant galavant galAVANT GALLLLLAAAAAVANNNNTTT
I think the best moment in my life was when I was going to kick that guy’s ass on stage for touching that girl without her permission in our audience. I mean, like..I almost blacked out. I just saw it and I almost lost all conscious thought when I was singing. It was like I was possessed or something. I deluded are you as a man to think you can just claim ownership over a woman? This isn’t some kinky BDSM shit. This is your power hungry little dick acting out because you have issues.
—  Kurt Cobain

Hello it’s your friendly neighborhood Bayern fan who, in light of recent lack luster performances, would like to comment on the funny personality the Bayern fan community has. Bayern fans greatly enjoy a joke, especially at our own expense. When games are less than perfect we dramatically lament our suffering as the end of days. This, by no means, means that we have stopped supporting our boys. It means we’re dramatic little shits. Nothing more, nothing less. We may grumble today but we’ll still be back tomorrow proudly proclaiming what tra$h we are and sending prayers to satan. So if you see your Bayern fan friend having a tantrum, fear not, they are simply fulfilling their dramatic little shit duties. *ha I said shit duties* any way that’s all everyone continue their suffering in the name of the Bayern, the Satan, and the holy horse amen.

I thought it might be useful to explain my skincare routine, because breaking out like a teenager all over again is super not fun. Mind you, I still break out a little bit (mostly on my chin/jaw/neck where scruff is slowly happening) but I feel about a thousand times better just knowing my skin is taken care of.

I get all my stuff from LUSH, which can be pricey, but it’s something I’m lucky to be able to budget for. You don’t need all of these things by any means, but they’re products I found have really helped.


Daily cleansers to use whenever you wash your face. Rub them on with your fingers and rinse well before scrubbing down with a clean washcloth (they can make your cloths a little messy if you don’t rinse first)

HERBALISM is a good oil fighting cleanser that’s quite gentle and doesn’t dry out your face. You don’t need to use very much of it at one time, either!

DARK ANGELS is the cleanser I’m trying out now, and it has a charcoal base so I look like I’ve been toiling down in the mines every time I use it. It’s still pretty gentle, you can use even less of this one per use, and it has a really nice, gentle exfoliating quality. I find I feel a little cleaner after using this one, as the herbalism is quite “soft”. This one has some grit to it without being too much.


I only use an exfoliant once in a while, but I love this shit?? Get that dead skin off your face!

OCEAN SALT smells great, exfoliates without aggravating my skin, and keeps my skin soft. Just started using it and I love it I’m keeping it forever. Although if you want to start out, this may be one to hold off on until you’re like “yeah I like this routine stuff!”


I just use a spray toner, I spritz it on after my cleanser and let it dry a bit before applying lotion.

BREATH OF FRESH AIR is the only toner I’ve tried, but I like it. Has a nice sort of rosemary scent, and just calms my skin down from all that scrubbing. Takes away a lot of redness!


It can seem a little strange to moisturize when you want to avoid oil build up, but your skin will actually overproduce oils if it’s dry. I break out on my weekends sometimes because I forget to moisturize and my skin decides to punish me.

IMPERIALIS balances my skin really well. I have combination skin where some patches get oily and some are dry, but this is a really nice, light lotion. My face can get a little shiny throughout the day, but I never feel super greasy and gross.

(So MY twice daily routine is cleanser, (sometimes exfoliant), toner, then lotion)

As an extra thing, FACE MASKS! These are a once or twice a week type of deal, but they offer a nice refresher.

CUPCAKE is a “fresh face mask” (meaning it has to be refrigerated and used in about a week or two), and it’s really great for “teenaged” skin. So perfect for breakouts and stuff. Smells great, looks like you’re smearing shit all over your face though. I didn’t like this one as much as my usual simply because I couldn’t use even the small pot before its expiration date, so this might be a… split the bill with a friend and do a sleepover thing? Fuck idk man

MASK OF MAGNAMINTY is my fuckin jam. I wake the hell up after I use this, it’s pleasantly tingly, slightly exfoliating, and just makes my skin super nice. It’s a quick spa day sort of thing, and maybe it’s mostly a mental boost but I miss having this in the house. (It expires a lot slower too!!)

Keep in mind that just because it works for me, it might not work for you. But the folks at LUSH are super kind, they get trained really well, and they’re there to help. If you’re nervous, ask if you can sample a few things, or if you can purchase a smaller quantity (some items can be purchased by the gram like at the deli, which is super useful).

@ people: Skinny girls still have double chins, love handles, back rolls, and pouches, flabby arms and no thigh gap. I’m a size 00 and I still have a lil chin, and yes I have love handles, and yes my stomach does that thing even though it looks like I might have a toned stomach when I stand up and stretch. Stop cultivating the idea that skinny chicks are the way that they’re seen on magazines and on TV. They still have traits associated with “fat” body types, so miss me with “Being skinny means you have it all” bc no, unless you’re magazine definition skinny, you’re still going to be judged for little shit like that even though it’s just a natural result of being a fucking human and not being perfect. 

I’m not saying this to discredit fat shaming btw I’m just saying that not all skinny people are treated the “eat a cheeseburger” shaming. 

@skinny people that ain’t magazine skinny: I see you and you’re just fine, who cares if you have a chin and your arms are flabby. Don’t let people make you feel bad abt being a human being w/o photoshop

Faking It (Part Three)

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Language

Series Summary: When a young billionaire who’s a former friend of yours becomes the target for the Avengers, you’re sent on an undercover mission. The mission should be easy; one week on the Upper East Side with Bucky as your “boyfriend.” The only problem? The two of you can’t stand each other.

Note: Sorry it’s short again. I was out all day and I’m leaving again in like half an hour and I currently don’t have any pants on. I gotta fix that. I’m the queen of procrastination. Anyway, happy reading!

Originally posted by sebastiansource

Walking into your old room always feels like stepping back into a bad dream. Countless secrets were shared within these walls, countless rules broken, and countless memories made - some which you wish to forget. 

The dress laid out on your bed is a classic white lace a-line piece with three quarter sleeves accompanied by pretty pumps and pearl jewelry. You reluctantly get dressed, touch up your makeup, and make your hair presentable before heading across the hall to check on Bucky. He doesn’t respond when you knock on the door even after the third time, so you decide to take your chances just walking in. 

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Somebody Else - Tom Holland Imagine

So sorry for the long wait gang. I became a bit obsessed with a Mexican boyband and I spent waaaaay too long looking for good shit in Spanish – and that shit was tough as fuck, my god. 

Anyways, this is inspired by “Somebody Else” by The 1975. This is shit, I’m sorry. I’m tired. This week sucked. 

Leave feedback, comments, ask questions, make requests. Thankssss.x

“Hey Haz, Tom is in the kitchen.” You sighed and moved out of the doorway to head over to your desk by the window. He hugged you and then went over to look for Tom.

You loved Haz but you were stressed about this new script. You had to read it over a few more times before you decided whether or not you wanted to take this on. Although the project was starting off small, you were worried about the fact that you would be filming on location for a year and a half.

Considering you and Tom had been going really strong for the last few months, you didn’t want to ruin your relationship by moving into the midwest while he continued to travel. 

You heard Tom’s sock-clad feet walk into the room. “You doing alright here missy?”

“Yeah,” you sighed, “It’s going alright…”

“Doesn’t sound like you’ve come to a decision yet.” He played with your hair a bit and continued to pet it.

“I’m just worried about us.”

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Negan’s Heart

Originally posted by jdm-negan-mcnaughty

Pairing: Negan x Reader
Word count: 1,116
Warnings: Swearing

Part 4 of Runaway

For the first month of Gabby’s life, Negan stayed in your room. It was a bit awkward, but he was adamant. Not like you slept much anyway. You were up with her a lot of the night. After that, he was back to sleeping in other rooms. You’d never admit that it stung. He’d still check in on the two of you, but he never stayed long. It was clear by the way that he looked at her that he did indeed love her, it was just something he wasn’t used to showing.

You walked around the halls with her, humming, as soon as you felt okay to walk. You’d been extremely sore for the first week or so, but that was to be expected. Considering the circumstances, you had no choice but to go completely natural.

Walking in your room from one of your walks, you froze. It looked like a baby section exploded in your room. “Like it?” Came Negan’s voice from behind you, making you jump slightly. “Had a few of my men, and a couple of the tougher ladies out gettin’ all this stuff the past couple weeks.” He told you, that shit eating grin on his face.

“She’s an infant, she doesn’t need this much, Negan.” You glanced at him.

He chuckled. “Oh, she’s set until she walks, sweetheart.” Your eyes scanned the room. “Any piece of girl’s clothing they could find, is in here.” He crossed his arms over his chest, proud. “There’s also some diapers in another room. Toys, too.”

Your turned and stared at him. “You did all this?” You breathed. “I thought you’d been avoiding us. We barely see you.”

Shit no.” He told you. “Been keepin’ in contact with them. Had them bring all this in when we knew you were out.”

You had no idea what the hell to say. Thanks wouldn’t even be close to enough. Swallowing, you moved over and kissed his cheek. “Thanks.”

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Down and Dirty

Originally posted by thearchitectwwe

Pairing: Tye Dillinger x Reader

Rating: M…

Warning: Slight smutty smut smut. (Don’t judge me if it’s bad… first time EVER writing it!! Also, there’s not much of it so… yeah but hey! I still gave it a try!! It was shit but worth it!!) 

Also… the title was inspired by Little Mix’s song ‘Down and Dirty’ and that song is THE SHIT SON! Okay… I’m normal…

ENJOY!!! Please enjoy it…. Or don’t, I don’t mind! :)

Also, before I forget… I’d like to tag @hardcorewwetrash and @randyortonstattoos  just to get their opinions of this! Would mean the world to me!! 

Okay.. now enjoy it!! 

It had been a long night of driving around a different city for a new NXT show. It was a good thing that you weren’t driving, otherwise you would’ve most likely caused a crash with the amount of times that your eyes were closing. Luckily for you, you’re best friend, the Perfect 10 as he calls himself, had offered to drive you both to the hotel that you were staying at. Usually, there’d be a tour bus to take you and the rest of the roster to the hotel, but that would mean associating with people that you’re not really in the mood to talk to.

Just as you were about to fall asleep, you felt the car come to a stop and a small tap on your shoulder. You slowly lift your head up and turn your gaze over towards Tye, who was already looking your way. “Wake up sleepy head. We’re here.” Tye smiled at you sweetly. His smile was that contagious that despite your sleepy state, you couldn’t help but smile.

I was already awake, almost about to fall asleep.” You let out a small chuckle as you sat up properly in your seat, stretching out your arms. You let out a small yawn and unbuckle your seat belt, ready to get out of the car. But before you knew it, you’re door had already opened. You turned to look at Tye, who had a smirk on his face. Oh how that smirk drove you crazy sometimes. 

Tye had moved to the side to allow you out of the car. You couldn’t help but smile wide at how cute and gentleman like he’s being. “M’lady.” He said just before you stepped out of the car. You did a little curtsey and giggled a little. It was kinda odd seeing him act like this. He never really used to do any of this kind of stuff. But you liked it so you ain’t gonna complain.

You had walked around to the trunk of the car and opened the door, wanting to grab your bags. Though, Tye had already seemed to have swept his way by your side and grabbed your bags for you. He placed them down gently on the ground in front of you and soon looked at you, smiling sweetly once again. He always had such a nice smile. “Thanks for that Tye, but I could’ve gotten those for myself.” You say, placing your hands on your hips and raising your eyebrows. Tye just simply replied with a slight grin and a shrug of the shoulders.

I know that but… you’re really tired. It’s the least that I could do for you Y/N.” You couldn’t help but give him another bright smile. He really knows how to make you smile just by doing the simplest of things.

By the time that you and Tye had reached the hotel, you had ran straight for the bed and dug your face into the really soft feeling and very puffy pillow. It had relaxed you that much that it had caused you to go right to sleep.

As you had done that, Tye was standing by the doorway just watching you -in a non creepy stalker-ish kinda way-. He always loved the way you slept. He always thought that you looked like an angel, even if your hair was a complete and utter mess. He still thought that you were the most beautiful woman that he had ever seen. Without all your make-up, wearing tshirts and sweatpants. He just loved everything about you. Tye has always wanted to admit his feelings to you but he always managed to chicken out and think of a different topic to talk about. 

And you, well… you did the same. I guess you just wanted to wait and see if he would admit something first. You always thought that he actually would say something, but he would always just randomly and constantly change the topic of the conversation. At times though, he does seem a little nervous around you. But that could be just a figment of your imagination.

After your little 3-4 hour ‘nap’, you had enough energy to get out of bed and search for something to eat. Your feet had touched the carpet covered floor and led you out towards the kitchen where there would hopefully be some food in the fridge. If not then it’s a midnight drive to the nearest McDonalds. 

Just as you were about to open up the fridge, you felt a small tap on your shoulder that had almost made you jump out of your pants… if that was even possible. You turned around and punched a laughing Tye in the arm and constantly hitting his chest, lightly of course. 

What the hell is wrong with you Dillinger?! You don’t sneak up on somebody like that you dick!” 

Come on Y/N! Have a little fun!” Tye stepped forward and took your hands in his and started dancing around really, really weirdly.

A little fun?” You look around the room and spot a clock that had been hanging above the TV. You could see the time and boy were you surprised to see what time it was. “Who has fun at 3 in the fucking morning!” Despite what was going on, your mood had changed from serious to a very happy and smiling stage.

Tye had gently placed his hands on your shoulders, and slowly moved them down towards your waist which had somehow caused a shiver down your spine. But before you could do anything in return, Tye had wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you onto his shoulder, taking you straight towards the couch. He placed you down gently so that you sat down on your butt. He slowly moved away from you, smiling softly at you and chuckling at your very confused look. “You stay there. I’m gonna get us some food.” You go to protest but he cuts you off. “You still need to catch up on a little bit of sleep, I can tell. Let me guess… chicken nuggets from McDonalds?” Oh how he knew you so well.

Yes please.” You reply just above a whisper. He walks back over to you and places a small and gentle kiss on your forehead, causing your face to turn really red. Good thing that the lighting was really dark.

I’ll be right back.” He turns around and heads for the door, putting his shoes on and taking the keys from the table beside the door and left the room. As soon as he left, it felt really lonely. It always felt lonely when Tye wasn’t by your side. But, at times it was a slight good thing. It allowed you to do your own ‘business.’

Your mind kept racing back to the kiss that Tye had placed on your forehead. Your mind going elsewhere and wishing that his lips had been placed somewhere else. You bit down on your lip, moving your hands down slowly to your lower region. Just the thought of Tye walking in on you at any second, drove you even more crazy. But, because you didn’t want that to happen… yet, you got up from the couch and speed walked towards your bed, closing the bedroom door behind you. You jumped onto the bed, about to take off your clothes, until the sound of Tye’s voice had filled the living room. Boy was he loud. 

You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” You mumbled quietly, letting out a small groan.

Y/N! I’m back!” Tye yelled, getting closer to your bedroom. You quickly got of your bed, ignoring the wetness down below. You opened the door and ran straight towards the kitchen, seeing a familiar McDonalds bag. You looked inside and licked your lips as you grabbed the box that contained the chicken nuggets. 

“Did you get sauce Tye? I can’t eat my nuggets without sauce!” 

There should be some in the bottom of the bag.” Tye stood next to you, taking the bag and looked through it. He went through the bag and pulled out 2 packets of Sweet and Sour sauce. He placed the bag down back onto the table and handed you the sauces with a sweet smile on his face. You took them from him and leant on your tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek. 

Thank you Tye. Don’t know what I’d do without you.” You smile widely and take your food to the living room, plopping down onto the couch and reached for the TV remote. You turned it on and ‘Deadpool’ had just started playing so you left it where it was. 

Tye was literally the sweetest person that you have ever met in your life. Besides Sami Zayn and Seth Rollins of course. But, they aren’t your best friend. More like brothers. Who knows where you would be without Tye. He got you into NXT. He helped you train for your first ever NXT Women’s Championship match against Bayley back in July 2015. He basically helped you win the NXT Women’s Championship. 

You had started to develop feelings for him around your 6th month of being there. No matter how many times you told yourself that you didn’t have feelings for him, you knew that they were most certainly there.

You had felt the couch dip down a little which had brought you out of your little own world. You looked over at Tye who was just sitting back on the couch with his own nuggets sitting on his stomach. He looked over at you and smiled, causing you to quickly turn back towards the TV and a bright blush to appear on your face. You could hear him let out a chuckle, and at that a small smile appeared on your lips.

You know, I could never get sick of watching Deadpool. Ryan Reynolds was the perfect choice for it.” As you and Tye had finished your food, you were all cuddled up against him, watching the rest of Deadpool. And talking through it.

You think Ryan Reynolds is the perfect choice for everything.” Tye lets out sarcastically. Even though you couldn’t see it, you knew that he was smirking a little bit. He knew about your slight obsession with Ryan Reynolds. But I mean hey, Ryan Reynolds is just so freakin perfect it’s not funny. Ain’t nobody a better actor than Ryan Reynolds. Okay… maybe Chris Evans, Chris Pratt or Chris Hemsworth… or Channing Tatum… You get the point.

I do not!” You say, your voice getting higher as you spoke with mock offence.

It was then when you looked up at Tye to see him already staring at you. Though, he didn’t look away like he usually would. It was like, he was in a trance or something. You stared into his brown eyes and got lost in them immediately. You had always found his eyes to be the most attractive thing about him. That and his smile… and abs. Tye had his arms securely wrapped around your waist and lifted you onto his lap, causing another bright ass red blush to appear on your cheeks. He brought up one of his hands to cup one side of your face, the pad of his thumb gently rubbing your soft skin. You lean into his touch, closing your eyes slightly as you melt under his touch. 

You know Y/N,” You slowly open up your eyes and look back into his, only to see that look of love and lust in them. You bit down on your bottom lip, nervously awaiting to hear what Tye has to say. “I know that you may not feel the same but… ever since I laid my eyes on you the first day you walked through those NXT doors, I instantly fell in love with you. You just… just stood out to me. At that moment, it felt like it was only me and you in the room, even though we didn’t know each other.” Tye let out a nervous chuckle as he started playing with your hair, keeping his gaze away from yours. “I just knew then, that I had to have you to myself. But, you made friends with Sami and Seth and well… I was fine with Sami but Seth… didn’t really know what to think of that.” Soon enough, Tye’s eyes were glued to yours and his hands moved down towards your hips, his fingertips playing with the hem of your t-shirt. 

You had to hold in a moan at the feeling of his fingertips touching your skin. Your face was as red as a tomato now after hearing his confession. Your eyes never once left his as you slowly moved your hands up and down his chest, stopping them at his shoulders. You slowly lean in, a small smile sneaking its way to your lips. “Sounds like you were jealous.” You whisper, biting down on your lip. You lean in towards his ear, gently nibbling on it. “You don’t need to be jealous Tye. I’ve been feeling the same way.” You lean back so that you can look into his eyes. One of your hands had found its way towards his face. You copied his movements from earlier, gently using the pad of your thumb to rub small circles onto his soft skin. “I’ve always had my eyes set on the ‘Perfect 10’.”

Before you even knew it, Tye’s lips had connected with yours. At first it was soft and romantic, but it had soon turned into a hot, rough, teeth clattering kiss. And it honestly drove you hella crazy. Your fingers had found their way into his hair and clutching tightly onto his shirt, whereas Tye’s hands had managed to find their way to your ass, giving it a cheeky squeeze. Before anything else got heated, you both had pulled away from each other, desperately trying to catch your breaths. You had your legs wrapped securely around Tye’s waist as he soon picked you up and traveled towards the bedroom, gently placing you down onto the soft mattress. 

This was happening. This was actually happening. Just the thought of it gave you major butterflies in the pit of your stomach. On the outside, you were calm, but on the inside you were freaking the fuck out. 

You had moved yourself up further on the bed, keeping a tight grip on Tye’s shirt. He smirked as he moved up further, keeping his body on top of yours. Once he was close enough, you wrapped your arms around his neck, allowing your fingers to play with his hair and soon enough, his lips were on yours for the second time that night and most certainly not the last. His hands moved up and down your sides slowly, sending shivers down your spine. The kiss was hot. Both of your tongues fighting for dominance as you slowly move your hands to the hem of his t-shirt, tugging on it a little. Tye smirked into the kiss, instantly getting the hint. He reluctantly pulled away, his smirk still planted on his lips as he took off his shirt and threw it across the room to only God knows where. 

In an instant, his lips where on your neck, instantly finding your sweet spot, causing you to let out a loud moan. He pulled away and looked into your eyes, and the look he had in those eyes of his had you soaked. “Already found your sweet spot. I must know better than I thought.” He bit down on his lip as he looked at you, his hands slowly finding their way under your t-shirt and onto your stomach. The feeling caused even more shivers to run down your spine and goosebumps to appear. You sit up, taking off your shirt and throwing it in the opposite direction where his went, placing your hands around his neck and crashing your lips back onto his. His lips were like a drug to you. You just simply couldn’t get enough of his kisses. 

You moved to straddle his lap and you could feel his bulge poking your stomach. Another moan had slipped from your lips as you slowly grinded against his crotch, his hands having a tight hold on your hips, stopping you from continuing your antics. Soon enough, your bra was off along with the rest of your clothing as Tye had pushed you back down onto the mattress, his hands and eyes roaming all over your body. “So, so beautiful. I don’t think I could ever get over this view.”

Tye’s lips had found their way to your neck, leaving small wet and bruised kissed along your fragile skin. His lips slowly moved from your neck, to your jaw and soon towards your chest as his hands gently squeezed your breasts, a small moan leaving your lips as your hands gripping tightly onto his hair, your eyes watching his every movement. You bit down on your lip as his eyes flicked up to yours. He sent you a wink causing another small moan to leave past your lips. His lips slowly trail down towards your hips, and eventually towards your soaked pussy. But before he done anything, he looked up at you, basically begging for your permission before continuing. He opened his mouth to say something but you cut him off by bring his face up to yours, your lips crashing against his once again in a very hot kiss.

“I’ve been waiting for this for a long time Dillinger. I don’t think I can wait any longer..” You mumbled against his lips, your eyes looking deeply into his  brown ones, watching as they got darker and darker with lust. Just hearing you so those words drove him even more crazy. He leaned back, his hands trailing down your legs, getting off the bed and stood up, slowly taking off the rest of his clothing. You leaned on your elbows, your eyes widening as you look and admire his naked body. He was larger than you expected, but just all the more fun, right?! 

All of the times where you had been pleasuring yourself and imagining that it was Tye instead of your fingers or toys, have been leading up to this moment. You never thought that it would actually happen, but watching Tye undressing himself and you, made it all too real. 

Without even controlling yourself, you crawled to the end of the bed, closer towards Tye and sit up on your knees, placing your hands on his chest. You lean into him, your lips hovering over his ear. “I don’t think I can wait any longer.” You trailed your hands down his chest and ever so slowly, towards his member, which caused him to grip onto your wrist. 

You looked up at him, confused until you felt his hot breath against your neck. “No teasing tonight sweetheart. I’m gonna show you what You’ve been missing out on.” His hands grabbed both of your wrists, placing them around his neck, and grabbed your legs as he wrapped them around his waist, allowing him to wrap his muscular arms around your waist and lift you off of the bed. It’s when you felt the cold feeling of the wall that you knew what was coming. And just the thought of it made you even more soaked. You bit down on your lip, your hands already digging into his shoulders. Tye looked up at you, his hands keeping a tight hold on your hips as he asked “You ready? If you want me to stop I will.” 

“Tye… I’ve been wanting this for a while, like I said before. Now… hurry up. You’re ruining the moment.” You say, starting to get a little impatient as you thrust your hips towards him a little. Tye couldn’t help himself but to chuckle at how impatient your being. 

“You’re too much, you know that?” Tye says as a smirk was planted on his lips. 

Just as he had placed his soft lips onto your neck, he entered you, filling yo up immediately. You were sure by how loud your one moan was, everyone that was on your floor could hear you. The grip that you had on his shoulders had tightened even more as he slowly started thrusting into you. You moved your hips along with his, creating a magical rhythm. The feeling of his teeth biting down on your skin caused you to arch your back, allowing him to wrap his arm around you and hold you close to him. Your nails dug into his skin, deep, which only made his hips move faster and a little harder. 

You couldn’t control the moans that came spitting out of your mouth as he kept up the pace, your back constantly hitting the wall. Tye stopped for a little bit, holding onto you tightly as he threw you -but not literally- onto the bed, only to be on top of you in a matter of seconds and back inside you. 

“Fuck! Oh god… Don’t s-stop. Shit!” You rolled your head back into the pillows, your hands moving away from his shoulders to gripping tightly onto the bed sheets.

“Don’t plan on it darlin’” You watched him closely, biting down on your lip as you admire his features. The pleasure getting to much for him, making him shut his eyes tight and his mouth to be open with loud moans and a few groans leaving past his lips. Just hearing the sounds coming from him, drove you even crazier, bringing you even closer to the edge. 

You wrap your legs around Tye’s waist, giving him a better position to hit you in all the right spots. And boy did it work. Both your moans had filled the room, getting louder and louder with each movement and with each time, both of you felt yourselves getting closer to the brink of letting go.

You felt yourself clenching around Tye, causing your eyes to shut your eyes tightly, trying to hold back, wanting the moment to last forever. “You can let go Y/N. Don’t hold back beautiful.” That was all you needed to hear as you completely let go of your release, practically screaming out Tye’s name. Your release was all Tye needed to let himself go, digging his head in the crook of your neck and moaning out your name, the grip he ad on your hips tightening as he dug his nails into your skin, no doubt leaving a mark.

Tye collapsed on top of your chest, both of you breathing heavily, catching your breath. Your hands wrapped loosely around his neck, your fingers gently playing with his hair. You felt his soft lips leaving small, gentle, loving kisses along your shoulder, causing a wide and happy smile to show upon your lips. Tye pulled out of you slowly, a small whimper coming from your lips as Tye chuckles softly and rolls to the side and lay next to you, pulling you to him. One arm was still wrapped around his neck -most likely to fall asleep soon- and the other around his chest. Your index finger traced small shapes along his bare chest.

“Well… that was definitely worth the wait.” Tye says softly, his eyes fixed on you as he watches you tracing random shapes on his chest. He couldn’t help but genuinely smile as he did. Never did Tye think that he would actually end up with you, being officially his. You looked up at him, your palm resting against his chest and your chin resting on top of your hand. 

“That it most certainly was.” You smiled widely, leaning in and place a small and gentle kiss on the tip of his nose, causing him to scrunch up his face a little. You let out a small giggle as he did so, finding it adorable.

Tye ran his fingers through your hair, the feeling causing you to close your eyes just a little bit. Now that you and Tye had slept together, you knew now that his touch will always drive you crazy, giving you the usual goosebumps along your arms and butterflies in the pit of your stomach.

“Y/N,” You looked up at Tye, his eyes already fixed on yours. “I just wanted to say that I love you. Like a lot. A-and I really need you in my life.” You placed one of your hands on the side of his face, him immediately melting into your touch as your thumb strokes his cheek a little. 

“If this is your way of asking me to be your girlfriend… then yes, I’ll be your girlfriend.” You watched as Tye’s big brown eyes had lit up along with a wide smile, his arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you even closer into his warm body. 

Tye placed a kiss along your jaw, cheek and your lips. The kiss filled with love and passion. Tye pulled away from the kiss with that same smile on his lips. He moved a strand of your hair out of your eyes and tucked it behind your ear. 

It was then, when Tye’s sweet and loving smile had turned into a mischievous smirk that you knew he was up to something. “What do you say that we have a round 2 in the shower?” 

Somewhat of a cliffhanger!!! Please tell me what you guys think!! Thanks for reading and I hope that you enjoyed it!!

OK hold up.

For the person sending kys messages: I’m on to you, I refuse to let anyone fall for your little tricks. Instead of going anon like a little child, why don’t you send me a personal message. Aw what’s wrong sweetie, ya scared? Poor wittle baby, they think they can get away from me now. How cute~.

For anyone who gets kys messages: Ignore that shit! You’re not alone in your pain, I feel it too. I’ve dealt with bullies because I have ADHD and bipolar depression. I’ve dealt with those stupid people who try to make you feel down and hurt but don’t LISTEN TO THEM! YOU ARE LOVED, AND YOU HAVE MEANING. Remember that nobody is perfect and that’s ok because it makes us all unique and special… We’re all beautiful because we’re US, we’re DIFFERENT and SPECIAL. You may think you need to fight alone but you don’t have to! I’m here, the people who will like this care about life, they care about others. The people who like this post care and love all life, and they hurt when someone hurts… I care about you, so if you ever want to talk to someone who understands and won’t ever judge you just pm me and I’ll talk to you. I won’t sugar coat things like most people do either, I’ll give it to you straight.

kid-fromthe-northside  asked:

Clearly you have shitty reading comprehension because the TL;DR conflicts with the last part of the actual post, "You still perpetuate racism/homophobia/transphobia/etc.… regardless of whether you’re aware of it or not." Aka "You are bad no matter what you do." Maybe you should learn to read but I know that is a lot harder than a TL;DR version and requires a lot more time which you should know how to do since you say you are a mom and should be smarter then your kid, but hey maybe you're not.

Look, just because you’re such an arrogant little shit that you think you’re perfect and never ever perpetuate transphobia or homophobia or racism doesn’t mean that you really don’t. It just means your an arrogant little cuss who thinks you’re perfect and aren’t willing to admit when you mess up. Not unlike my kids. So maybe when you grow up and become an adult, you’ll realize that you have done some shit or said some shit or benefitted from someone else doing some shit that was in some way racist or sexist or homophobic or transphobic.
Having those moments doesn’t make you a bad person. Refusing to accept that it was wrong and refusing to learn from those moments and be a better person as a result….that makes you a bad person.

A/N: Here you go, dear! Hope you like it <33 Your second request can be found here. ~ Admin Silver


Originally posted by taeyangspecs

Our dear leader would be so confused for a good minute. Once it finally clicks that he’s the first guy you’ve ever dated, he’ll get so flustered and giggly. This little fact will be one of the proudest things in his life.
“What? You’ve never dated anyone before me? Really?”


Originally posted by dammitgdragon

Tabi, Tabi, Tabi. He’d be so excited. He’d probably even brag about it to the members. He’d be the cutest thing, asking weird questions about being your first boyfriend.
“You were waiting for me, weren’t you? Is dating me what you imagined as a little kid? What about our first kiss, that was your very first kiss, right? How was that?” *wiggles eyebrows*


Originally posted by tabxng

Taeyang would be pretty chill about it and he would be thrilled. He’d smile at you and ask if you were serious. He’d feel pretty honored when he found out that he was your first boyfriend, because that meant he was the first guy that you liked enough and felt comfortable enough with to have a relationship. You two would probably have a really sweet date not long after you tell him.
“So I’m your first boyfriend, huh?”


Originally posted by asdfghjiyong

Daesung is another one that would get super hyped over being your first boyfriend after initially being shocked. He’d start saying how adorable it was that you liked him enough to break your “single streak”. He’d probably ask you all kinds of questions like whether you had been on even a single date before him or whether you had any crushes or whether any guys had ever confessed to you before.
“No way! Really? I’m the first guy you’ve been in a relationship with? Cool!! I mean…you’re so cute~!”


Originally posted by seungri-yay

This cocky little shit. He’d get so arrogant you’ll want to smack that shit eating grin off his oh so handsome face. But then you two would dissolve into laughter right after you threaten him. He’d turn semi-serious and would let you know exactly how wonderful he feels that you decided on him to be your first boyfriend. He wouldn’t miss the chance to turn it in a different direction, though.
“So you were waiting for perfection, huh? Nonono! I’m kidding, please don’t pinch my cheek. Really, though, I’m flattered that you chose me to be your first boyfriend. So…does that mean I’m your first in ~other things~, too?” *grins*