and his little hands

Boner

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Summary: The reader moves into a new town and finds out something surprising about her new gorgeous neighbor.

Prompt: “I’m not sure if you’re trying to turn me on but I have a boner now.”

Pairing: neighbor!Dean x Reader

Requested: @whispersandwhiskerburn


Change.

You’ve never despised a word so much in your god damn life. It mocks you, rips every little aggravation from the world and throws it right into your fucking face. It’s turned your life completely and totally upside down. Then it spun you the fuck around just to make sure you’re officially screwed.

Having just moved from New York two weeks ago, you can now call Nashville home. Forget a different state, you feel like you’re in a freaking different reality. The friendly residents alone throw you for a loop. You’re slightly convinced that they have some ulterior motive. Then again considering the shady fuckers in your past, you could just be paranoid. 

Growing up in a big city has given you a tough exterior that the men around here seem to be intimated by. It must be the way you carry yourself, also the permanent bitch face that you’ve acquired over the years.

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underneath the little black dress

Warnings: Smut!

Note; This is my first smut ever and my second piece I’ve ever written. I’ve worked on this a while. So I hope you will enjoy it. :’) based of the gifs of harry at the graham norton show. (the drinking water, and this could be fun).

Harry seeing you without underwear at a dinner party.

 It was a Saturday evening when you and Harry were at a dinner party hosted by James. James asked you if a surprise dinner party would be fun to celebrate the number 1 spot, and you agreed on this idea.  Secrets were more your thing, you knew harry could keep small ones but he had so much trouble keeping surprise parties a surprise. All you said to harry was you made reservations at his favourite restaurant in L.A. You dressed nice for the occasion, in a boutique nearby you found this perfect little black dress. To spice up the evening you decided to leave your panties at home. You knew all too well that wearing no panties in a public place would get his cock hard and ready for you. This wasn’t the first time you went to a public place without panties. Harry would usually start thinking about rubbing your clit, eating you out in the bathroom or just a quick fuck. And well… you sure as hell wouldn’t mind it.

“Where are we going? This isn’t the way to the restaurant…” He was wondering where the two of you were going. “Oh yeah… We must go to James first. He had something for you there. I got a text like a few minutes ago. A small detour. Don’t worry ”you said to harry.  When you and Harry arrived at James’ his house, you wiggled yourself out of the car trying not to ruin the no panties surprise. That completely failed…. When you put your legs out of the car harry turned around to check if you needed help. That’s when you saw that his mouth turned in to a big O and then a big smirk came across his face, and he moved closer to your ear and whispered “is it going to be like a few weeks ago? Are you going to tease me? Didn’t I teach you the hard way that teasing me isn’t nice, or did you like that?’’ you looked at Harry and tried to look as innocent as you could. ‘’ I don’t know what you’re talking about’’ You adjusted your dress and walked in front of harry, swaying your hips a little bit more then you usually do. Before the door opened you turned around to look at harry and gave him a little smirk.  When the both of you came inside the house, everybody was cheering and yelling SURPRISEEEE”. You could tell harry was completely shocked by what was going on. Why…why? Why are you guys doing this?” Harry asked. Well mate. it’s because 1. You did amazing on the show and 2 your album just took the number 1 spot. And we wanted to celebrate that!”James said to harry. After James gave that little speech everyone took their seats at the table. At the end of the table you sat next to Harry. The evening was going fast and almost everyone was either tipsy or drunk. At one moment, you took Harry’s hand and slipped it under your dress. Harry was surprised by your sudden confidence to do that. He started to cough and choke a little bit on the water still in his mouth. Harry then looked at you with the eyes that were so familiar to you, so dark and full of lust. He mumbled to you “ well, this could be fun.”  and he took another sip of his water.

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Bad Moon Rising (Part 1)

Originally posted by iwriteaboutdean

Summary: Jensen and the reader are doing some filming out in the Canadian wilderness when they decide to take a short hike during a break. The only problem is they don’t show up for their scene later that day…

Pairing: Jensen x reader

Word Count: 3,000ish

Warnings: language, mild injury

A/N: Enjoy!…


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I Found Home (Feysand)

Not my usual fandom, and the first thing I’ve written for sjm characters, but I wanted to share this with y’all. 
Set in ACOMAF on the night of starfall (I’m sorry if the timeline doesn’t exactly match up lol) 


I stared at the green star still glowing on the back of Rhys’ hand. He caught me looking – saw the faint smile on my lips. The life in my eyes.

It was hardly a painting, but I had painted – the part of me so desperate to be let free and explore the new world I’d set foot in finally unbound from the shackles I’d created. I wanted to paint him, I realised, trying to work out how to capture the depths of his indigo eyes, the sheer ancient strength of him. The finest artist in Prythian could not do him justice. But I could try. I wanted to try.

“What are you thinking?” he moved from the railing so he was facing me, twirling a strand of my hair back and away from my eyes.

“Thank you,” it was all I could think to say. Even though thanking him every day for the rest of my immortal life would never be enough to express how grateful I was. Before Tamlin I had a purpose – my family needed me to survive. But after, after Amarantha, my life was meaningless. I was the Cursebreaker, and yet I was no one.

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Beanie Boy - Bughead Fanfic - Part 1

Summary: "You were lonely, homeless, broken. I just gave you a place to stay.“ Beanie Boy Jughead and Good Girl Betty are in it together… until romantic feelings for each other bloom between them.


"Why would you allow her to leave?” Jughead demanded, tears welling up in his eyes. “I loved my mom — I loved my sister!”

Jughead’s father slammed his glass of alcohol on the kitchen counter. “She made the choice to leave us. Not me!”

“Yeah, well, you might as well have made it for her,” Jughead said, his throat constricting his low voice. He wanted to say more, to say the unspoken fact, you are alcoholic trash, dad.

Jughead’s dad sighed. “What do you want me to say?”

This caused anger to swell up Jughead’s heart. He stared around the hell hole of his house, reminding himself he didn’t have to stay here. He’d always imagined himself walking out on his dad. This would be the perfect chance to do exactly that.

Except, where would he go? He could always crash at the school. Or at Archie’s. Or …

“I’m leaving, but this time I’m not coming back,” Jughead said.

“Jughead, wait … ”

But Jughead was already gone.


Thunder echoed across the sky, followed by a flash of lightning. Rain drenched Jughead as he made his way to Betty’s new apartment. Ever since she moved out he’d been dying to ask her for a place to stay. And after the events of tonight ….

Jughead didn’t want to think about it. He had to get to Betty’s apartment.

He adjusted his backpack strap, and crossed the street to the apartment complex. Jughead’s skin was beginning to grow goosebumps as he trudged up the steps to her place. His brain was screaming at him to turn around and leave – that this was a huge mistake – but something kept him rooted to the spot. He didn’t know what it was. He knew he had a bad habit of overthinking things, but he also knew he needed a place to stay.

Maybe that’s all this could be. Two friends living together, nothing more. He hoped it would stay that way, even though he knew it wouldn’t. He’d been crushing on Betty for so long.

It was tearing him apart.

Shaking himself loose of his thoughts, he raised his fist to knock. His knock was loud, yet cautious. He glanced around after, hoping none of her neighbors heard. After all, it was rather late at night.

The door swung open, and Betty let a small shriek loose. “Juggie, what are you doing here?” She adjusted her ponytail. Jughead tried to ignore the fact that she was in her sleep clothes, with short shorts and a T-Shirt that was way too thin.

Jughead cleared his throat, an obvious pink tinge to his cheeks. He said, “I need a place to stay …. again.”

Betty stepped aside, opening the door wider. “Of course.”

Jughead stepped inside. He didn’t know what to say – this wasn’t the first time this happened.

He sat down on her couch, and folded his hands in his lap. “I uh … ”

“You don’t need to say anything, Juggs,” she handed him a tissue box, and added, “I’m here for you.”

Jughead took the tissue box, and blew his nose. And then …

He cried.

He cried because his dad was an alcoholic, and didn’t want to change his ways. He cried because his mother left him, taking his sister along with her. He cried because he was a loner, and the girl he liked, was in love with his best friend.

His life was an utter hell-hole, and he was miserable.

Once he calmed down, Betty smiled slightly. “You need rest,” she said, “lay down.”

He did. She tossed a blanket over him, and he relaxed against the throw pillows. She patted his shoulder, then left for her own room.


“Good morning, Juggs,” Betty said, flipping on the lights.

Jughead sat up, rubbing his eyes. Betty was dressed in her usual outfit, with a white sweater, and dark jeans. Her outfit was great, but what he cared about was the unmistakable concern in her green eyes. She stepped forward, and sat on the couch beside him.

“Is it morning already?” Jughead asked. He pulled his phone out of his bag, and checked the time.

“Yeah … ” Betty sighed, and said, “did you get in another argument with your dad?”

Jughead stared at his hands, and replied, “yeah. We did.”

“Well,” she reached for his hand, then thought better of it. A little piece of him broke when she returned her hands to her own lap. “You know you can trust me.”

Jughead nodded, and grabbed his backpack. “We’re late for school.”

steve wakes up early on the morning of tony’s birthday.

tony’s still dead asleep, soft and fluffy and tousled, his eyelashes fanning out over his cheeks and his face pillowed in his hand like a child. steve listens to his soft little breaths and smiles.

he curls his arm around tony’s stomach, because he likes the way he can feel tony breathing. tony shifts and sighs contentedly in his sleep, and steve brushes a little kiss against his temple. and then across his forehead, a soft trail of tiny kisses, and tony’s eyelids, feather-light touches of his lips.

tony’s lashes flutter a little, but he doesn’t wake, so steve carries on down his cheek, his lips ghosting across the bridge of tony’s nose, coming back to press a soft kiss on the tip. he moves down to lay little kisses along tony’s jawline, and then, gentle and reverent, touches a single soft kiss to the corner of his mouth.

and tony’s eyes open, blinking a little, and he looks at steve like someone who’s still mostly asleep but seeing something wonderful.

‘happy birthday, darling,’ steve says softly. and tony smiles up at him, sleepy and happy and trusting, and it’s the most beautiful sight steve has ever seen.

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happy birthday Tony! {here, have some happiness, you deserve all of it}

(more ficlets under the 'stevetony ficlet’ tag on my blog)

anonymous asked:

gom + kagami + takao going to see a horror movie with s/o?

Kuroko: Cool as a cucumber the entire time, the only hint that Kuroko is even affected by the film is the fact that his hands seem to be gripping onto the armrest a little tighter than normal. He’s only tense during the duration of the movie, so if you wanted to scare him this would be the time.

Kagami: Scary movies just are not his thing; Kagami hides behind you for the majority of every tense moment. You can feel him shake and jump at every scare the movie has to offer and it makes you jump as well. At this point, he doesn’t even care that what he’s doing isn’t the manliest of things.

Kise: A scary movie date had sounded like a great idea when you pitched it, but now that it was actually happening, Kise wasn’t sure it was the best. He yelps every time something scary happens and his grip on your hand is rather tight; don’t hold it against him if you can’t feel your fingers later.

Aomine: The first jump scare got him and he screamed so loud! After that embarrassment, Aomine tries his best to hold back the rest of his reactions. Through most of the movie, you find he’s glancing at you rather than keeping his eyes on the actors on the screen.

Midorima: Though they’re not his favorite genre of film, Midorima has no problem sitting through a scary movie with you. He doesn’t even mind if you use him to hide behind. He is the type to hate talking during a film though, so don’t expect any comforting words if you just so happen to get spooked.

Takao: These types of movies just so happen to be Takao’s favorite so of course he wants to watch them all with you. He’s very good at dispelling the scary moments with laughter, though half the time it is nervous laughter because he feels spooked as well.

Murasakibara: You have a feeling that the only reason Murasakibara is doing so well with the scary movie is because he can’t hear the scary parts over the sound of his snack crunching. Your suspicions are confirmed when you notice he tends to eat more during tense scenes.

Akashi: He hasn’t mentioned this to a lot of people, but scary movies are some of his favorites. Akashi is able to sit through one without batting an eye; does he even feel fear? If you need somebody to hide behind during all the jump scares, he’s perfectly capable of being your security.

Hi yes Keith had two pet chickens back at his shack yea it’s canon sry I don’t make the rules :///

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Todd Rundgren/Donald Fagen: Tin Foil Hat

Brilliant! “with his tiny little hands” LOL!

anonymous asked:

yoonseok (.) tumblr (.) com/post/161171092217 have you seen this because i swear to god every single day theres a new video where yoongi looks more in love with hobi... the little smile and the hands infront of his face is he ok

if this isn’t the face of total love and adoration then I don’t know what is 

he’s completely smitten. he actually cannot hide it or control it. I sympathize with him tbh

Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle Month - Day 20 (Adventures That Never Were)

It was supposed to be a facial practice, but it turned out to be a hand practice..Anyway, here’s the family in one of those haunted house and the camera caught them at the right moment. 

Syaoran looks scandalized by whatever is there, but only because Sakura, in fear, grabbed his injured arm, forcing him to make that face. Kurogane instinctively went for his sword, but  stopped midway because he remembered that Mokona stored it and because a certain mage’s hand was a little too low down his body… Mokona was in the middle of opening her eyes, making her look like a creeper.

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Remake of this gifset because bless the new gif size limit.

anyone else who thinks this is fucking terrifying? he’s straight up telling everyone to blame the judge and the entire court system for any future terrorist attack. this isn’t just mr. pissboy throwing a tantrum, it’s worse than that. this is preparing the groundwork, so that when a terrorist attack happens, trump can blame the court system and justify weakening it to gain more power. it’s the fucking Reichstag fire all over again

anonymous asked:

Chat Noir #143 please

Decided to make one more before going to bed. That was actually not as easy as it might look? Idk.


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Mekke øl + mutually failing at talking to their crush because they’re nervous

  • Jason: I will never pity you, Dickface. I am the perpetual family disappointment, I pity no one.
  • Dick: Oh come on, you think you're the family disappointment?
  • Jason: Well it sure as hell ain't you, golden boy!
  • Dick: We'll see about that. Bruce!
  • Bruce: Hm?
  • Dick: Who is the family disappointment?
  • Bruce:
  • Bruce:
  • Bruce: St--
  • Stephanie: NO!
  • Stephanie: Shut up shut up shut uuuupppp!
  • Stephanie: I cannot be the family disappointment because I am not a part of this family!
  • Stephanie: I don't even go here!
  • Tim: You're here all the time--
  • Stephanie: As your personal Kimmy Gibbler! Not a sister!
  • Stephanie: [to Bruce] I can't believe you. I CANNOT believe you! Say it, Bruce, swear to God, SAY IT and I will slap you again!
  • Jason: Again?
  • Stephanie: I AM NOT THE FAMILY DISAPPOINTMENT!
  • Stephanie: You know who is, Bruce? You. YOU ARE THE FAMILY DISAPPOINTMENT.
  • Stephanie: You haven't done half the crap you should and YEAH I'm pulling out receipts because I INVENTED fake dying and when I got back no one was nice to me SO YOU DON'T GET ANY FREEBIES!
  • Stephanie: I'm leaving! Tell Cass I'm not talking to any of you and I broke up with Tim--
  • Tim: How is this my fault?!
  • Stephanie: --and that I'll be at Gina's on 5th for smoothies because SOME of us keep our promises and don't just go 'hey I'm back from the dead get out of my cave even though I'm a loser who got lost in time like a loser' which, like, PATHETIC
  • Stephanie: [wads up leftover receipt from her purse and throws it at Bruce] BYE FAMILY DISAPPOINTMENT
  • Stephanie: [slams door]
  • Jason:
  • Dick:
  • Tim:
  • Bruce:
  • Bruce:
  • Bruce: I was going to say 'Stop'...