Omg love your HCs!! They are all so cute!!!! >V< can u please do RFA +V and Saeran x MC first time holding hands? Like what would their reactions be?? Again LOVE your HCs!!! Omg bye!!~~
(THANK YOU ANON! I GOT YOU!)
• Honestly, it wasn’t very long in your relationship you started holding hands.
• Basically it was your first date.
• The both of you were just walking in the park together. Laughing, and getting to know each other.
• And my god you looked so perfect. He actually wanted to just kiss you. I mean, the sun was shining on your flawless skin, the wind blew stands of (H/C) hair in your face..it was breath taking.
• BUT HE KNEW THAT MIGHT GET WEIRD ON A FIRST DATE S O!!!!
• He slowly inched his hand down beside yours, and began interlacing your small, delicate fingers in his larger ones.
• hEBLUSHEDSOHARD, BUT MADE EYE CONTACT AND YOU JUST- WOAHMAN HEY WUDDUP AHA.
• After that, he never really likes going out in public without your hand in his.
• This cheeky little sh-
• After he finally realized his true feelings for you, and stopping pushing everything and everyone away (anti-social much? Me too.)
• He asked you to go to a cat shelter with him.
• After all, Vanderwood didn’t say his partner couldn’t have a cat and just so happen to..bring it over. A lot.
• Does this count as your first date? Well, technically. You’ve hung out a lot, but never really anywhere but the parties and RFA members houses.
• “(Y/N)!!! This cat is just so cute! You should have it! I’ll even pay!”
• “Seven- I- I can’t take care of a cat?!”
• He B E G S.
• And for the first time, he gently grabs a hold of your hand, holding it tightly in his.
• He places a kiss on your cheek, and gives you the cutest little pouty face.
• At this point, you’re a blushing, awkward mess.
• “Uh-m uh..some soft hands you got there..”
• He smirks for a moment, before thinking of the dumbest thing he can say in that moment.
• “thanks, I use a lot of lotion. If you catch my dri-”
• “O K A Y SO LETS GET THE CAT AND SKADADDLE OKBYE NOW, FUNTIMES WOO.”
• But you never did seem to let go of his hand, the rest of the day, at least.
• You would think it would take a while for him to get all..lovey dovey with you.
• But it was kind of a happy medium.
• So basically, it was the 4th-5th ‘date’
• Really doesn’t want to rush things. He’s a firm believer that love takes time.
• But when it happens, it’s actually kind of sweet.
• You’re lying on his couch, waiting for him to come back in with the breakfast he ‘couldn’t wait to make for you’
• He walks in the living room to check on you, smiling over at your resting figure.
• He can’t help but want to keep walking towards you.
• And soon, he can’t even control himself?
• “Jumin? What are you-”
• He picks you up, and sets you down in his lap, all whilst placing you hand in his.
• And he doesn’t even really say much. Other than he “felt like it” when questioned on what he was doing.
• This was cute, comfortable and all, but..
• “whats that burning smell??”
• okay this is so obvious but.
• coFFEE DATEEE!!!
• Or at least, on your way to.
• It’s a really cold morning, the two of you have been dating for a couple weeks now. So, you decided to bundle up, and grab some coffee.
• Now, she didn’t have gloves. You would think she would, but ohhoho, Nope she is not prepared.
• Thankfully, you have a trick up your sleeve. A smoothhhh move, this way it won’t be awkward to make the move. You go, (Y/N).
• You take off the glove on one of your hands, and hand it to her.
• At this point, she’s looking between you and glove, a bit confused.
• You then place your uncovered, warm hand in her freezing one.
• “What are you waiting for, silly? Put on the other glove~”
• You smooth mother-
• She’s a blushing mess, really. But she adores you.
• he’s so innocent. He’s never even held hands.
• One day, you’re playing games with him at his place, and well…beating him.
• “How are you so good at this?!” Yoosung frustratedly says.
• “I guess I’m just a pro.”
• He gives you an 'o really’ look, with the intent of picking up his game.
• But he needed motivation.
• “if I win this next round, you have to hold hands with me the rest of the day. Minus when one of us needs to go to the restroom.”
• He still lost tho, lol.
• But, you couldn’t help but want your own prize.
• “how about we do it anyways?”
• HES SUCH A MESS.
• YOUR HAND IS SO!!! CUTE! AND SOFT! AND JUST!!!!! HE WANTS TO HOLD IT FOREVER!!!!
• Yes, you’re that couple.
• The one that is always painfully close and always holding the others hands.
• But he loves every minute of it. And so do you.
• It was not long at allll before you help hands.
• Before he got eye surgery, he needed your “help” to get around. So, he wanted you to hold his hand and guide him around so he could get the things he needed to get.
• But he could actually see well enough.
• He just wanted to hold your hand.
• You had butterflies, he had butterflies, you two were honestly just lovey messes on the inside.
• But you loved it.
• When he got the eye surgery, you had no idea. And he made you hold his hand again…however, something was off. It seemed he was bringing you along more than you were to him..
• “V- can you..”
• You were then cut off by none other than Jumin, who just so happened to be driving by.
• “V! How’d that surgery go?”
• Okay so he was not getting physical ATTT ALLLL!!!
• And this kind of frustrated you.
• Yes, sweetie I know you’re bad with human interaction buT WE HAVE BEEN DATING ALMOST 2 MONTHS PLS LOVE ME.
• So, RFA helped you come up with a plan. A jealously plan.
• Yep, you were gonna try and get Saeran to get all jealous and protective over you. Maybe even get him to get a little closer.
• It started small, You’d have Yoosung start flirting a little with you in the group chat.
• Plan fails, and Saeran just leaves the chats with no word.
• You knew you had to step up the game.
• One day, you and Saeran go out for a walk around town, just casually talking with each other.
• When you 'coincidentally’ run into Zen just up ahead.
• “(Y/N)! Hey! You look cute today!”
• You weren’t expecting him to say that of all things, so you couldn’t help the tiny blush that appeared on your face.
• “Awh, tha-”
• This is when you felt your hand get tightly enveloped by another.
• Saeran was jealous.
• And unafraid to show it.
• “Looks like I’m interrupting a little date~ see you on he messenger, later! Have fun you two!”
• When Zen leaves, Saeran still doesn’t let your hand go.
• “You know..this is actually kind of..nice..” He awkward says.
• cuE HEART E X P L O S I O N
• ERROR (Y/N)
• YOU DID IT.
• From here on, he starts becoming more and more physically affectionate~ thank you, Zen!
Your SD has asked you to sleep over and to pack an over night bag. What do you bring? The last time I brought an overnight bag, I forgot a very simple item. A brush. lol So here’s some tips, tricks and items it’s always good to have in an overnight bag.
1. Know his patterns.
Hopefully by now that you’re sleeping over at his place you have an idea of his patters. Where he likes to go, how he likes to dress and the activities he likes to participate in. This is key to packing your wardrobe. For example, my SD is a socialite. He loves to go out to nice restaurants, preferably with live music so he can bring me to dance while everyone is watching. Aka, anywhere where he can find potential clients and be the limelight.
2. Know his timing.
Is your SD an early riser or does he like to lounge around with you in the morning? My SD is a get up and go kind of guy. So lingerie really isn’t an option. I do pack my makeup in a convenient that I can hang on a towel rack that was it’s easily accessible and everything is organized. Your SD wants to have fun, he’ll get frustrated if he has to sit and wait for you to dig through your bag to find things. Be clean and respectful.
3. Pack light but efficiently.
Just like my makeup bag. It’s clean, out of the way and on a towel rack. I pack my essentials. Get travel size containers to put shampoo and conditioner in or lotion. If you bring full bottles of thing your bag will be heavy and bulky. He’ll think you want to live with him, not just stay the night. lol
Makeup: Again, my essentials. -Foundation -Primer -Concealer -Small eyeshadow pallet (ONE) -Mascara -Highlight and Contour pallet -Eyelashes -EYE LASH GLUE (Super embarrassing if you forget this) -Nude lipstick (one) -Essential Brushes I keep to a minimum. -Chapstick -Perfume - my SD loves smells
-Tampons, even if you don’t need them, mother nature can be weird so just have them. -Baby wipes. It’s a really quick way to clean “down there” Without taking a shower. Not to mention they can take your makeup off easily too. -Hair Brush. Yes, please don’t forget this. -Hair tie. Also a super important thing to have. How can you wash your face when your hair is in the way? Using a towel to wrap your dry hair in is not fun. (Been there) -Toner -Face wash -Lotion -Toothbrush and toothpaste -Cotton pads -Your own small face towel. Don’t wipe your mascara on his towel. lol -Deodorant -Contacts -Contact solution -Contact case -Bobi pins
-A really nice dress - What if he doesn’t tell you where you’re going? I always have a dress and heels on hand. -Dark wash jeans. There’s something aesthetically pleasing about dark wash jeans. You can dress them up, dress them down. -Nude heels. I usually bring nude that way i can wear them with my dress, jeans whatever and match no matter what. -A casual outfit that looks nice. I always bring a dress then a casual outfit for the next day just incase we go to breakfast. -COMFORTABLE lingerie. Is that even a thing? If you don’t sleep naked but don’t want to wear your regular Mickey Mouse Pjs, then get soft comfortable lingerie that isn’t uncomfortable to sleep in. Not to mention, if you do sleep naked but are casually hanging around the house, it’s fun to walk around in. -Extra underwear. 2 pairs. -Nude bra or sports bra -Cute sandals That’s basically it! Hope it Helps. -Samantha N.B.
Prompt: Lance can play guitar and be brought he guitar with him to space?
My talented Boy
I changed it up a little because I didn’t see how Lance could’ve taken a guitar with him to space.
Lance loved to play guitar. He learned when he was around 7 to play from his grandfather. He was a natural, he learned his first song in 2 days. He nearly mastered it by the end of that summer.
Lance sooner found himself mastering his singing skills as he progressed on his guitar.
He would put on “concerts” for his family’s, sometimes even his friends. Lance loved it. It made him feel closer to his family and heritage, since he learned songs from his culture.
He would play his guitar when his siblings were sad or when his mother wanted to hear some music. He even surprised his parents on their anniversary by playing their wedding song.
Leaving for the Garrison was bitter sweet. Lance was leaving his family and life behind, and his guitar. However every time he thought about backing out his family would tell him to keep reaching for the stars, and he did.
Lance hated to admit it but he forgot about his guitar that was hanging on his wall collecting dust in his room. However finding a giant Blue lion, that forms a right leg to a robot, meeting aliens, being chained to a tree, and fighting Zarkon kinda distracted Lance from remembering certain things.
Until the space mall.
“Whoa Lance this store has everything!” Pidge ran excitedly around the store picking up various games and knick knacks.
Lance gave her a small smile as he casual walked around the store. He found some things that reminded him of Earth until he saw a brown six string guitar propped up on a shelf. Lance walked over to it and left his fingers roam over the strings. Strings he hadn’t touch in months.
He carefully pick it up and blew the dust off of it.
“Oh I see you found my masterpiece.” The store clerk walked over to Lance and gestured to the guitar in Lance’s hands. “It’s called a Gindaber.”
Lance stopped himself from correcting him, he learned from Coran that if you don’t know what something is you can get it for cheaper. Lance gave the man a small smile and decided to play the ‘dumb’ part.
“What does it do?”
The man gently took the guitar from Lance’s hand and placed it on the ground so the strings were flushed on the ground, leaving the back exposed.
“Well you beat on it.” The man set a small beat and started using it like a drum.
Lance had to physically stop himself from screaming at the man, but instead looked like he was fascinated but whatever the aliens was doing.
Lance nodded enthusiastically “How much for it?” Lance started to dig through his pocket, pulling out the money that Coran gave him.
The man looked at his weirdly “$150 dubiscers. You seriously want this?”
Lance nodded again and quickly counted his money.
Back at the castle Lance spent 10 minutes attempting to tune the thing. “Man it’s like it’s never been tuned before.”
After a few more minuets Lance finally got it tuned. He immediately started to play his favorite song. It was a faster song and contained more bar cords than any song back on Earth but Lance never minded.
Lance’s fingers moved over the strings almost as easy as breathing. Lance was calm, he forgot just how calm it made him.
Yet Lance didn’t think it would make him feel so…lonely? Not like the type of lonely, like no was there for him because he had his team of course. But more he felt detached to his family and culture.
Lance stopped playing his song and walked out of his room leaving the guitar on the floor.
“So Lance did you buy anything today at the mall?” Coran asked as he placed a plate of food goo in front of the boy.
“I did actually, I bought a guitar.” Lance ate a spoonful of the goo.
Hunk nearly choked on his food as he attempted to process what Lance had said. After a few moments of struggled breathing Hunk excitedly spoke “You bought a guitar?!?!?!”
Lance nearly fell out of his chair and quickly nodded yes.
“Dude you have to play it!!!” Hunk turned to everyone else in the room “Lance is seriously the best at playing guitar. When I went over to his house for spring break he played me a few songs and he so good.”
Lance fought back a blush, he knew he was good but not that good.
After Hunk’s speech everyone insisted that he played for them. Lance agreed and found himself in the common area surrounded by everyone and his guitar held in his hands.
Lance played a few simple songs to start but eventually moved to the more complex ones that he had spent days memorizing.
After a few songs Hunk begged Lance to sing, saying that he had an “voice of an angle” so Lance did.
Lance sang a song in spanish, trying to stay close to his roots. Lance fought back the homesickness that started to plague his voice. His native language rolling off his tongue with ease.
No one seemed to notice, or if they did they did not comment on it, how Lance’s voice wavered a bit at certain parts of the song.
Everyone cheered for Lance and requested songs that Lance obviously knew. Lance filled the night with music and he slightly started to feel at home with his family again.
Wow this has been in my inbox forever. Not exactly as angsty as others but who cares.
How did they they meet?: They met at work when Washington put them both on a project together. They didn’t exactly hit it off.
Who developed romantic feelings first?:Thomas does. He has an instant attraction to Alex but it’s lessened when Alex is the biggest asshole in the entire world but by the end of the first project they worked on together Thomas developed a small crush on the small, brilliant, abrassive man.
Who is their biggest “shipper?”:Peggy is their biggest shipper in that she is the one constantly pushing Alex to ‘get some’ and Peggy is the first to notice that the ‘some’ that Alex wants is Thomas.
When did they have their first kiss and under what circumstances?: They had their first kiss a year after having met. They were working together again. They fought like cats and dogs when working together but no one could deny that the quality of work that they produced was incredible. So they were paired up often. They grew to respect each other so working together became less of a chore. This opens Alex up to unsupress his desire to have sex with Thomas and Alex kisses him in the middle of a discussion about the pros and cons of a national bank.
Who confessed their feelings first?: Alex did it first technically because he was the first to express his feelings when he kissed Thomas butThomas was the first to verbalize his feelings. Quickly following Alex kissing him Thomas asks him if he’s serious or just fucking around because he wants to be serious.
What was their first official date?: Their first date is a semi-awkward dinner date at La Grenouille which is the most exclusive French restraunt in NYC. They have dinner and it’s fine then they opt to walk home instead of cathcing a cab and their conversation picks up because the more casual setting. They end up walking in circles around Central Park and neither get home until well past one am.
How do they feel about double dates/group dates?: They aren’t fans exactly because they don’t mingle well with each other’s friend groups.
What do they do in their down time?: At home Alex curls up against Thomas’s side on the couch writing on his laptop while Thomas watches tv or does some work of his own. Alex also spends a lot of time in his office.
What was the first meeting of parents as an official couple like?: Alex meeting the Jefferson’s was a experience to say the least. Thomas’s dad didn’t approve of the relationship and they had a major pissing contest. Thomas’s mom on the other hand falls in love with Alex. Alex is a little uncomfortable because he isn’t used to being mothered (besides by his friends).
What was their first fight over and how did they get past it?: Their first fight actually took about a three weeks to happen which was shocking to even them that it took that long. It was over Thomas moving too fast and Alex being afraid of commitment. They stop speaking for about two days before Thomas shows up at Alex’s doorstep to apologize. Alex tells him that he doesn’t have to be sorry because they were both dicks in the situation.
Which one is more easily made jealous?: Alex, the man who flirts with anyone who crosses his path, is the most jealous person you’ll ever meet. If he sees someone even look at Thomas he becomes the most obnoxious boyfriend ever. He just draped himself across Thomas and hangs off of him as if claiming him.
What is their favourite thing to get to eat?: Take-out is their go to. Thomas loves mac n cheese but they never have the time to cook. Chinese is the usual but they’ll get the occasional pizza.
Who’s the cuddly one?: When they first started sleeping together they went to sleep on the opposite side of the bed but every morning woke up tangled together. Alex is always the one who somehow wrapped himself around Thomas in the night. Gradually they begin to get closer and closer while they’re awake and eventually they get into bed a start cuddling immediatly.
What their favourite cuddling position?: They have three. There is the classis big spoon/little spoon in which Thomas curls around Alex and cacoons him. Second is where Alex jetpacks Thomas. Then the third is them chest to chest with Alex’s legs wrapped around Thomas’s waist and Alex’s forehead resting on Thomas’s chest.
Are they hand holders?: Alex isn’t a hand holder naturally but he adjust to hand holding once he started dating Thomas who was a hand holder to the max. They keep in professional at work but on dates they don’t let go of each others hands. They’ll spend an entire movie holding hands without letting go once.
How long do they wait before sleeping together for the first time? What’s the circumstances? They start sleeping together almost instantly. After that initial kiss at work they have sex that night. It’s not romantic, it’s more passionate. Heat of the moment that is quick and dirty and sweaty.
Who tops?: Alex tops and I’m very certain of this. Alex is a switch and is willing to top/bottom but Thomas is a hard set bottom and that isn’t changing.
Who does the shopping and the cooking?: Alex does the most shopping. This is mainly because he needs to get out the house. They switch off on cooking. Every other weekend Alex will cook, then Thomas, then maybe take-out another week.
Which one is more organized and prone to tidiness?: Alex is mentally more organized but a disastor on the outside. His workspace is chatotic but he claims to know where eveything is. Thomas is more tidy outwardly. He picks up Alex’s clothes that he drops on the floor. He doesn’t like cleaning up after Alex but he feels the need to.
Who proposes?: Thomas proposed. Alex had never thought about marriage before Thomas proposed but he had considered the fact that he wanted to sped the rest of his life with Thomas. (Thomas may have gotten the idea to propose after Alex drunkenly proposed to him with a ring pop and didn’t remember the next morning).
Do they have joined Bachelor/Bacheloette parties or separate?: The rev set insists that they are able to throw Alex a separate Bachelor party. They go all out. Thomas sets ground rules thought. Including: no strip clubs, no strippers, no drugs (even the weaker ones), and no blacking out drunk because if Alex showed up hungover to their wedding Thomas would be pissed.
Who is the best man/maid of honour?
Any other groomsmen or bridesmaids?
: Alex’s Best Man & Groomsemen: John,
Laf and Herc. Thomas’s Best Man & Groomsmen: James, John Adams and James Monroe (Alex is not happy with his choice in wedding party).
Big Ceremony or Small?: They have a huge ceremony consisting of their families and every other person they have ever met because they’ve gotta keep up their political affiliations.
Do they have a honeymoon? If so, where?: They honeymoon in Paris. Alex thinks it’s a waste of money because they spend a majority of of the time in their hotel room but Thomas insisted.
Do they have children? How many?: They do have kids. Three. Two boys and a girl.
Description: The school dance is coming up but you’ve given up hope in getting a date.
Word Count: 2014. It’s long, I’m sorry.
A/N: This is based off a prompt and… I don’t know how I feel about it? It’s cute, though so I’m posting it. Also, the image of Jug climbing up to someone’s window is cute so I’m sorry. I HAD TO.
“Ugh, I hate these things,” you groaned, ripping down one of the posters for the school dance that was coming up next week. Truth be told, you didn’t actually hate them - you just hated not having anyone to go with. You had your friends but at the same time you’d want just for once to go with a date. Someone that genuinely liked and cared about you you. Was that so hard to ask for? For a few years you had hope that someone might ask you but over the last couple of dances you’d just given up. It hadn’t happened so it probably wasn’t going to.
“Another night at Pops for us then?” Your friend Jughead asked, pulling open his locker and glancing at you as you screwed the piece of paper up and tossed it to the floor without a care in the world. “Whoa, littering now? What a rebel.”
You shot him a glare, opening up your own locker to pull out a few books. “Shut it, Jones. Pop’s sounds good, though. Burgers on you, milkshakes on me?”
“Unless you want to be the kind best friend that I know you are and pay for everything?” He casually threw his arm around your shoulder as you walked down the hallway to your class.
BTS Reaction: Seeing You Dressing Up For The First Time
(I’m so happy you love my blog. It’s people like you that make running a blog a fun thing to do. <3 I hope you enjoy anon!)
You would be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about dressing in your usual casual attire. But Seokjin wanted you to dress up, and you decided, just for this special event, to tickle his fancy by dressing nicely. You tugged the dress over your protruding hips after you applied slight makeup. You tugged on tiny heels and checked yourself in the mirror. You made sure your now curly hair looked perfect. The dress hugged your curves perfectly and you were quite satisfied as you grabbed your purse and moved to the front door.
“I popped Captain America’s cherry !” - Steve Rogers x Reader (NSFW)
Steve Rogers is (was) a 90 years old virgin, someone had to “pop his cherry” one day you know. Just so happened it was you. Slightly NSFW. Well, actually, totally NSFW. Let’s just say it. First times and stuffs.
Being Tony Stark’s little sister wasn’t always easy. You couldn’t count the number of times you had to go pick him up somewhere because he was too drunk to come home on his own. Or the times you were waking up to go to school only to be met with a naked woman walking casually around…and getting suddenly flustered when she realized that Tony’s little sister was living with him. Or the times he just embarrassed you in general. Or when paparazzis just chased you everywhere just because you were his sister. Or just all of the Iron Man thing. You were in danger all the time, just because you were his sister…
Tony was twenty when your parents died, you were just a four year old at the time, and didn’t understand what was happening…Most of your childhood had been a bit chaotic. But you ended up fine, with all of his flaws, your brother still took good care of you. The perks of being rich really, an army of nannies were there when he wasn’t.
Yes, being Tony Stark’s sister wasn’t always easy. But it definitely had its good sides. Your life was NEVER boring, and you always met interesting people.
Steve Rogers, aka Captain America, was one of those people. You guys “clicked” right away. You loved his gentlemanly way, and he loved the fact that you were always very careful not to make him uncomfortable by talking about something he didn’t know. You were very aware that he wasn’t from your era, and that sometimes, he struggled. You also were the only one to acknowledge the fact that he might have PTSD from WWII. And unlike most men, he really wasn’t interested in your money and fame that came with the package of being a Stark. He liked you just the way you were, and vice versa. Unlike your brother you never mocked him when he was confused about something from the modern world. You loved hearing about when he was in the forties, and you felt that talking about it made him feel better. After all, everything and everyone he knew was long gone, that had to take a toll on your mind…It became a habit for the two of you to meet every day for lunch and just talk about anything.
While I am confident in my spirit communication abilities, it’s always nice to have some sort of confirmation.
I was hanging out with one of my witchy friends in her dorm. She was taking a shower and I decided to take a quick nap on her couch (it had been a long night). I began to feel this presence in the room–I focused as I was half-falling asleep and make out a long, lanky spirit casually walking around the room. She was incredibly tall and almost built like a stick.
She sat on a chair, observing me and seemingly mulling me over, bringing her long fingers to her chin. I was on the verge of falling completely asleep at that point, and I knew this spirit wasn’t a threat, so I let myself. When I woke up, my friend was out of the shower.
“Do you ward your dorm at all?” I asked.
I told her the spirit I had seen, how she came in and kind of walked around for a bit. I described her–lanky, tall, but not threatening.
“She looks kind of like Slenderman, but not creepy, right?” She said. I was kind of shocked so I nodded. We talked some more and realized we were describing the exact same spirit.
Apparently that spirit had been around her ever since she was little, usually appearing whenever she was about to fall asleep.
It might seem like a little thing to some, but I’m so incredibly happy about it. I’ve known spirit work is real and that my encounters have merit–but to actually be confirmed by a living, breathing, human being? AMAZING.
So, my spirit working witchy friends, let this be a reminder that this shit is real. It’s really easy to start thinking that it’s all in your head–it’s not. You’re not making something up. If it feels real and right, it’s real.
I hope everyone has a great rest of your Tuesday :)
Summary:You work for the company that publishes Hamilton: The Revolution. You meet Lin-Manuel at work and who knows what will happen?
Author’s Note:Thanks to @secretschuylersister and @iwrotemywayto-revolution for being amazing and reading this over and editing it for me. Brazenhead Books is a real store in NYC and so is the owner Michael, visiting his bookstore is now on my bucket list.