and i like looking at your face

Skincare and Beauty Recommendations

For all you babes, I made a list of my must have stuff to look the best you can go scam an SD

 Body- Lush Ro Argan. This stuff is the bomb. It’s a body conditioner that smells like roses and honey. Smear that good stuff all over you and let it sit for five minutes. Wash it off and your body will be soft and smooth, no other products needed. I’ve used this stuff for five years and every person that gets a whiff of it compliments me. Real talk. Ps guys go crazy for this scent, especially in the bed room downtown haha.JUST GET IT! You get a shower and body cream in one! 

Face Cream- Laneige Water Bank Cream. This shit makes my face look like it’s been kissed by an angel. So dewy and soft! I feel like I look much younger when I apply this because it hydrates so well. Perfect to use if you want something that traps the moisture in your face and is lightweight. I’ve noticed the dehydration wrinkles I had around my eyes and mouth have diminished. My makeup goes on like a dream after I apply this. 

 Face- Kojic acid soap. I use this soap for my uneven skin tone and acne spots. I barely wear foundation because it cleared up my clogged pores and hyperpigmenation. Dirt cheap off Amazon. Haven’t had a major breakout since I used this the past 3 years. 

 Perfume- Tom Ford private Collection comes in 12 scents. With mainstream brands, I feel like ALL WOMEN’s FRAGRANCES smell the same and give me a headache. Too sweet, floral, romantic, too much alcohol, etc.Now, this collection ain’t cheap, so, get a sample from your local department store. They give it to you in a cute vial and box and the sales associates are super knowledgeable about scents. THIS STUFF LASTS A LONG TIME! I wear the Tobacco Vanille all year round. Literally, this scent is my confident booster, I smell unique and luxurious! And the scent projects like a beast, so a 4 ML sample will last you cause all thats needed is a small dab for the day!  I used to buy decants off eBay to save £££ until I got me a SD to buy me the 100 ML hehe.

 Sunscreen- Elta SPF 40. This stuff is the best sunscreen on the market and all the dermatologists I’ve seen recommended it. No white cast and absorbs into skin fast, it’s also super moisturizing! 

 Hair- Bumble Bee Invisible Oil. If you have frizzy, dry, damaged, natural, thick hair, this SHIT IS THE BOMB. This is the only product that works on my hair when I wear it curly and straighten it. It does the job, smells great, and my hair looks so glossy and healthy….best of all it doesn’t weight my hair down or feel greasy. 

 Mascara- Lacome Hypnose is the only one I use. It makes my eyes look amazing and it’s easy to take off at night. Don’t like the other brands like benefit which is hard to remove at night.

 Makeup Remover- Clinique Take Off the Day Balm. Your makeup literally will melt off when you wash your face with this! I used so many different brands from wipes to oil to alcohol and none of them worked as well as this. 

 Lipstick- Nars Velvet Lip Pencil in Bahama is the best dusty rose nude out there for all girls IMO. I use the Train Bleu colour (quite vampy) when going out at night and always got compliments! Because it’s a jumbo pencil lippy, you can line your lips easily and fill it in! Lasts all night! Taylor Swift uses their Dragon Girl (lol) as her signature red colour according to the makeup artist that showed me.! Best secret lippies around!

 Foundation- Giorgio Armani Luminous Silk is a game changer. My skin looks radiant, dewy, and natural which no other foundation has given me. Everyone raves about it and I wish I listened earlier and quit wasting my money at MAC and Estee Lauder.

Concealer- Nars Creamy Radiant Concealer- If you don’t like wearing foundation, this concealer is all you need then. It hides my dark eye circles and any redness on my face like a PRO. Comes with a wand so you don’t need to use anything else when applying it!

Monsta X Reaction: When they have an affair and you find out

||| Anon asked: monsta x reaction pls where they have an affair with someone and their s/o finds out |||

Wonho/Shin Hoseok

Originally posted by garisanee

He didn’t expect for you to walk in at all, so he just stood up and apologised, accepting the slap you gave him. He deserved it.

Shownu/Son Hyunwoo

Originally posted by wonhontology

Would be ashamed he never manned up and broke up with you and made you find out like this.

Lee Minhyuk

Originally posted by monstalways

Would be really embarrassed you saw him like that and would have no idea what to say because he knew he already lost you forever.

Yoo Kihyun

Originally posted by 1wice

Couldn’t even look you in the eyes, he would try saying something but would quickly shut up because he knew it would only make things worse.

Chae Hyungwon

Originally posted by royalkpop

When he saw the expression on your face he didn’t even dare chase after you, he had no excuses.

I.M/Lim Changkyun

Originally posted by xwonho

He wouldn’t even try to explain himself because you clearly saw what just happened. 

Lee Jooheon

Originally posted by monstaim

He knew he fucked up, bad. Only now did he realize he made the biggest mistake in his life hurting you like that.

Lee Euiwoong Mafia AU

warning: one of the main character’s parents dies, so if you struggle with the topic/feelings around grief/loss of a loved one, this may be a bit too much, since it does discuss those topics

  • you sighed, looking over your milkshake at lee euiwoong, your semi-best friend and ex-boyfriend
  • “you’re really sticking with this?” you asked, eyes flickering to euiwoong’s waistband where his gun was and back up to his face
  • euiwoong sighed, taking another bite of his hamburger, “(y/n), you know I don’t have a choice.”
  • ever since high school, you and euiwoong had been best friends
  • the two of you had really liked each other, and even started dating, becoming one of your high school’s ‘golden couples’
  • however, he’d gotten dragged into the 101 with his other friend, ahn hyeongseop, and you ended up breaking up with him, not wanting to get involved in the 101 stuff yourself
  • it had been a hard decision, but you knew that you needed to protect and take care of yourself
  • the two of you had a tradition of going to this diner for a meal every one in a while, and so there you sat, across from euiwoong
  • you watched quietly as euiwoong continued to eat, alternating between his burger and fries
  • “how’s hyeongseop?” you asked, trying to make conversation
  • euiwoong shrugged, “same old. he’s been trying to stay safer lately, cuz he got shot on a trip a few months back.”
  • “you didn’t get shot, right?” you asked sharply, glancing up at euiwoong’s face. instantly, you narrowed your eyes, “lee euiwoong, tell me the truth, i know when you’re lying.”
  • “yeah, i got shot,” he admitted with a sigh, “it wasn’t a big deal or anything, i just needed a few stitches.”
  • the conversation shifted to your mom’s business, and euiwoong seemed relieved that you weren’t on the topic of 101 anymore
  • after you two had paid and were heading your separate ways, you stopped euiwoong briefly
  • “woongie,” you said quietly, reaching up to hug him, “i might not be your girlfriend, but I really do care about you. stay safe, okay?”
  • euiwoong nodded wordlessly, arms tightening around you
  • the two of you stood on the sidewalk, hugging for a moment more before parting, saying your goodbyes and heading home
  • that night, you couldn’t fall asleep, still thinking about what had happened earlier with euiwoong
  • you did miss your relationship with him, and you missed being able to go on dates and just be in his presence
  • you didn’t see euiwoong for another couple of months, figuring that he was busy with ‘work’-related things
  • one night, you got a call from euiwoong’s mother, who was in tears
  • euiwoong’s father had passed away due to a heart attack, and she’d been calling euiwoong over and over but he didn’t pick up
  • “i’ll find him, don’t worry,” you promised euiwoong’s mother, heart worried
  • you were saddened by the news– you’d known euiwoong’s father very well, and you were also worried about the pain that euiwoong’s mother must have been feeling
  • you tried to call euiwoong as well, but the call went straight to voicemail
  • sighing, you dressed for going out, grabbing your keys and hurrying to your car
  • you knew where euiwoong worked– you’d been there once and sworn never to go back
  • upon arriving, you asked where the room that euiwoong worked in was in, barging into the room without even asking
  • “(y/n),” hyeongseop asked, looking up from his laptop
  • euiwoong turned around from the huge whiteboard that he had been writing on, glaring at you
  • “(y/n),” he said, hurrying over to you, “why are you here? you know it’s dangerous.”
  • “euiwoong,” you said softly, “we need to talk.”
  • it only took one look from euiwoong to be able to tell that something was wrong. once in the hall, you broke the news to him, letting him cry into your shoulder
  • “i’ll drive you to your mom’s,” you reassured him, fingers carding through his hair in the way that you knew calmed him down
  • after explaining the situation to hyeongseop, you drove to your apartment first, picking up some clothing and necessities before going to euiwoong’s flat, doing the same for him
  • euiwoong was in the passenger’s seat the whole time, tears still occasionally escaping down his cheeks
  • as you reached a red light, you reached over for his hand, squeezing it tightly
  • “i’m here for you, euiwoong,” you said quietly as he gave you a watery smile
  • his mother lived in the next town over, and it took about half an hour to drive there
  • you dropped him off at the door of his mom’s house before going to find parking, bringing in the bags of clothing and necessities that you’d brought
  • as you entered the house, euiwoong’s mother gave you a hug, thanking you for bringing her son home
  • “i’m so sorry, amy,” you said, hugging her tightly, “if there’s anything i can do to help, please just ask.”
  • you offered to cook the two lees dinner while they talked, figuring that they could use the time alone
  • that night, you and euiwoong ended up sleeping in his childhood bed, just like back in high school
  • while you might not have been dating, you two were still super close, and you knew euiwoong well
  • you made sure that euiwoong didn’t cry too much, assuring him that he would be okay
  • for the next couple of days, you tried your best to support the lee family, helping them cook meals, go grocery shopping, and keep the house tidy as amy and euiwoong grieved and began making plans for the funeral
  • the last night that you two stay at his mother’s house, you were tracing the tattoos he had on his wrist 
  • “(y/n), I miss you,” he said quietly, turning so that his face was resting next to yours on the pillow. “i miss us.”
  • you watched as euiwoong curled his hand around yours, holding it tightly
  • “i miss us too,” you replied with a wistful smile, “we had a good thing going, woongie.”
  • “then why can’t we still have that?” euiwoong asked, looking at you. 
  • you sighed, rolling over onto your back, “i don’t know. maybe there’s a part of me that’s scared i’ll get attached, and then you’ll just be gone.”
  • “i’m not going to just disappear, you know,” euiwoong remarked with a chuckle
  • “woong, you’re in the mafia.”
  • “yeah, but like, i literally haven’t ever shot my gun,” he retorted, “i literally spend my time in my office doing research and compiling data”
  • you looked over at him
  • “only you would get the office job in the fucking mafia”
  • “so does that mean that you’re willing to try?” euiwoong asked hopefully, looking over at you
  • you sighed, looking back at him
  • “i guess”
  • a slow smile spread across euiwoongs face and he rolled over, cuddling up to your body
  • “now that we’re dating again, i can finally snuggle with you,” he cackled, wrapping his arms around your torso
  • “yah, euiwoong, i didn’t say anything about dating!”
  • “ey, it’ll happen eventually”

this was like an euiwoong imagine with a side of mafia!au i’m sorry lmao

anonymous asked:

What about "Why do you smell so weird?” with adrienette? I love your writing btw! I wish I could be half as talented as you

Thanks, Nonny! Like with anything, writing takes practice and I practice A LOT, haha.

“Why do you smell so weird?” Marinette asked, scrunching her nose.

Adrien frowned and pulled his shirt up to his face. “What do I smell like?”

“I don’t know, just…weird.”

He lifted his arm and sniffed at his armpit. “Maybe I’m nose blind to it. I’m not smelling anything.”

Marinette leaned in, nostrils flaring. “Maybe it wasn’t you.” She tilted her head, letting her nose lead her to his messenger bag. “I think it’s your bag.”

Adrien rolled his eyes and flipped open the top. “Plagg!”

The kwami looked up with lazy eyes as he lounged on top of three open containers of Camembert. “You rang?” he drawled.

“Really? You had to open all of them at once?”

“I felt like bathing in their beautiful fragrance.”

Marinette peeked in and sighed. “I’m glad Tikki likes cookies. No one is ever upset about smelling cookies.” She kissed Adrien’s cheek. “At least you’re cute. It makes up for the constant stinky cheese smell.”

“I guess I’ve got that going for me,” he grinned. 

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pairing: Bjorn, Ivar x Reader

fandom: vikings

warnings: smut

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“She will spend the night with me." 
"Will she? I don’t think so brother." 

You were not inclined to share your night with either of them at this rate. Both bickering like children who had lost their toy. 
"I think I’m going to see Ubbe.” Rolling your eyes, you smile when the two look up at you. The shock and irritation was written all over their faces. 
Bjorn and Ivar both didn’t look very pleased with that outcome. While they tolerated each other as best as they could, adding someone else to the party was out of the question. 
The brothers weren’t the best of friends and you often wondered how these two managed to keep it somewhat civil. Sharing wasn’t a trait either of them possessed. 
Ivar smirks while grabbing your arm to keep you from leaving, “If you’re so eager to have another man how about I fuck you in front of everyone here. I’m sure quite a few of the men in the camp would love to join in.” 

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rainbowninicono  asked:

Hello again i have returned may i have Alpha Todoroki and bakugou fighting over an omega to be their mate like physical fighting (since they are kinda animals) you may decide who win

I laughed i little harder than I should have at “since they are kinda like animals” lol. I hope you enjoy!


“Bakugo-kun, this is ridiculous.” Todoroki commented, face stern and eyes focused on Bakugo’s heaving form, palms sparking and smoking.

“Bullshit! I saw the way you were looking at her! MY OMEGA! Come at me, icy-hot! I’ll show you what a real fucking Alpha looks like.”

Things had gotten heated in class, after you had tripped over a chair that was stuck out a little too far. Todoroki quickly gripped your arm before you could face plant into the ground, an action that an explosive onlooker not too far away was not pleased with.

“Have you considered the feelings of the Omega you’re getting so worked up for?” Todoroki hisses, the sharpness in his tone indicating his alleviated annoyance.

Indeed, after making such a scene of ‘needing to take any grievances outside’, words from a sleepy Aizawa, you were quite petrified of what the top two students of the class might do to each other.

Bakugo hesitated, eyes softening and wondering over to your stiff and trembling form. He wanted to comfort you, tell you you were okay, you were safe from any other shitty Alpha like icy-hot because HE was your Alpha.

His expression soon shifted back to his famous scowl, glaring at the other boy with intent to kill. Todoroki had pointed his left hand toward Bakugo in a fighting stance, flames beginning to adorn his skin, flickering and crackling to life.

“But if you insist on fighting me, I won’t hold back.”

Bakugo’s smile only grew wider as Todoroki accepted his proposal.

“Finally.. Show me what you got, piece of shit.”

Shit, they were actually going to kill each other.

Standing on the sidelines of this fight wasn’t helping anyone, and there was no way you could interfere, you would probably get killed as well.

You could smell them both, a mixture of both of their scents filling the air as they sized each other up, demonstrating quirks and trying to out-do the other. Todoroki’s fire quickly roared to new heights, as Bakugo’s hands seated with littered explosions, becoming larger by the second.

“Stop it you two! You’re going to get yourself hurt, and for what?!”

This is all you were able to do.

Obviously, it didn’t work. They were already caught in a mindset that couldn’t be reversed. One of them was going to claim you. One alive and one barely breathing, if they don’t both put each other out of action.

The heat of the battlefield was eye-stinging, getting hotter and hotter with each second.

Then, all at once, they extinguished their quirks at the same time.

“You had the same thought as me, eh? Let’s settle this like men. Like Alphas. Fist to fist, waddya say? Or are you too fucking stupid for that too?” Bakugo sneered, turning his body and putting up his fists. This was happening?

Todoroki followed suit, lowering his stance to match Bakugo’s silently. This was happening.

You could cut the atmosphere with a knife, the two boys sizing each other up once again.

They left no time for any more deliberation when they both lunged forward simultaneously, drawing their fists back, punching each other square in the jaw.

After that, it was difficult to even make out what was happening, the speed of the two clashing bodies with fists too fast for the eye to follow. A flash of red here, a head of yellow there, it was all a blur.

The dirt on the ground seemed to lift and vibrate with every impact, the only sound filling the air was their yells and snarls of aggression.

You couldn’t stand it. As soon as you saw blood dripping onto the ground beneath them, it became too real. The aggression of the Alphas making your body tremble. It was too much. Your hands gripped your arms as you fell to your knees, tears welling up in your eyes. You cared for both Alphas and their wellbeings, this was too much!

“Stop..” You whimpered, wiping your eyes with the back of your hand. You had to stop them. There had to be a way. Create common ground, but what do they have in common?

Your body moved before you could think. You were a hero too!

Quickly, their moves came to a halt as you flung yourself between the two of them.


Now that they had stopped moving, you could see the damage they had done in a mere few seconds of exchanging fists. Bakugo’s left cheek was swollen, blood dripping from his nose, while Todorokis jaw looked a little out of place, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. They both looked disheveled and out of breath as they stared at you in disbelief.

“What the fuck- The fuck are you doing, dumbass? You tryna get yourself killed like this dipshit-” His scolding had quickly evaporated as his eyes laid on your trembling form, both your arms held up to stop them both, tears dripping into the ground.

Oh god.

Todoroki looked on as his eyes widened in shock. Why would you risk yourself for them? They were fighting for you! Fighting like children..


The two boys looked at each other, the crying, vulnerable Omega in front of them pulling at their heart strings, the need to encase her in their scent was overwhelming.

“That’s enough! I didn’t think you’d actually come out here and fight, are you stupid?”

The booming voice of their Beta home room teacher, Eraserhead, was the next thing they heard before either could react.

Your head snapped up on reaction, looking to the older male as his neutral presence soothed the stressful situation instantly.

“Both of you, to the principles office. And don’t even think about sniffing around Recovery Girl for your wounds, you can heal them yourself.” He grumbled in annoyance.

Aizawa approached you, with caution, a light hand on your shoulder.

“You alright? You weren’t injured because of these dumbasses right?” His face was stern with attention, as you shook your head.

The two boys sighed, looking at each other again. They had a lot of explaining to do.

anonymous asked:

heyyyyyy could u describe what each of the houses mean and where they are...? like 6th house is abt healing and it can be seen in working or jobs. thanks!

*So I got home a few hours ago from being out all day and my lazy ass decided to copy and paste what I wrote in my phone’s notes (I have astrological notes written down in my phone and I plan to transfer them to a journal soon) but I slightly modified them since they were written a while back but this shit will still probably look poorly written💀💀

Astrological Houses🌙🔮💫:

There’s 12 houses in astrology and each house has to do with certain areas of life like

✨1st is basically you,this house is connected to physical appearance (face mainly),how u act in public,what ur like when people first meet you, the image you try to portray to others, the side of you most visible to others

✨2nd is what you have,money,your personal values or what you feel is important,self worth,how you make your money as well as how you spend it

✨3rd is how you communicate and share your ideas and information,thinking patterns, how you receive information and learn,
early schooling(everything before college),transportation,siblings,aunts and uncles,short runs/trips

✨4th is family,homelife,usually the mother or the softer parent,residency,private life,early life as well as later end of life,roots, what makes you feel safe and at home,

✨5th is what personally gives you pleasure,personal hobbies,your dating/romance/sex life,creativity,sports, art(house of creative expression),your children(if u have any),money through gambling,lottery,

✨6th is like ur work environment,coworkers, how you handle obligations,how you maintain your physical health, what affects your health,how you go about your daily routine and handling what needs to be done,pets,work ethic

✨7th is long term/ close relationships and partnerships(best friends,business,the marriage partner) lawsuits,open enemies(bullies,court,etc),how your relate to people

✨8th is sex (attitude towards sex/sexual nature),death,taxes,the occult/psychic phenomena,money through inheritance/marriage,taboos,secrets,what’s hidden, attitudes towards intimate relationships and intimacy which can include the sex in serious relationships

✨9th is religion,philosophy,personal belief system,higher education
(university/college),foreign countries,
travel(to far places mainly),churches, how you go about these things

✨10th is career,reputation,ambitions,what you’re known for,personal achievements,where you strive to be in life I guess, a parent(usually the father)

✨11th also has to do with goals as well as hopes and dreams(wishes),your friends and how you go about making friends,personal popularity,groups,clubs, organizations (fame relates to this house in terms of fans and popularity while 10th house also relates),this can be money made through career or what you get out of achieving your goals, humanitarian causes

✨12th house is the house of sorrows and frustrations,self undoing,
what’s kept secret/repressed,
privacy (like the 4th and 8th house in a way but on a deeper level) ,dreams(sleep),sleeping patterns,alone time,solitude(this house also relates to prisons,asylums,old homes,hospitals and institutions like that),psychological health,secret enemies, what you may feel is missing from your life, planets in these houses swallowed up in the seas of the 12th house and the traits of these planets don’t really reach the surface to others

#282: He Asks You To Prom


I was trying to make this special yet somehow you know not over the top. We don’t really celebrate prom where I’m from, we do call it galla and everyone is also showing up in fancy dresses with partners. But asking someone out isn’t really important to us so I tried to maintain the excitement but pretty lowkey. 

Features: Highschool!AU  //  Find my Masterlist here  


“I’m not even sure why I’m standing here.” The confusion was written on Luke’s face, he was biting down on his bottom lip after speaking and his eyes had adverted down to the ground. You furrowed your eyebrows confused and moved away from leaning against the door frame to the entrance of your eyes to get a better look at him. “Weren’t you just supposed to follow me to the bus like we do every single day?” You asked with confusion written in your face even more than him, there was nothing weird about this situation but he was standing stiff. Every morning with the clock almost striking 8 Luke would show up so you could take the bus together and follow each other for school. It had become a best friends habit of yours which also made sure you always started the morning out with a bright smile. “Yes right! That’s the reason.” He didn’t seem fully convinced by your words, he was furrowing his eyebrows. You threw your bag over your shoulder preparing to leave but just as you somehow expected he stopped you from walking past him. “Actually, I have something to say.” He was looking a bit more nervous now, his cheeks had turned completely red and it wasn’t because of the weather. “Then spit it out Luke we don’t have all day right.” You mumbled a little bit irritated but still very curious to what he had to say. He was looking down at his feet again and stumbling over his words not getting anywhere. “Luke come o-,” “Will you go to prom with me?” The question was so rushed out from his mouth you barely caught up with it and within a second a red rose was forced in your face. You stood for a moment trying to figure out what was going on but as a sigh of relief escaped your lips a huge smile formed on your lips. “I was almost afraid you wouldn’t ask me.” You giggled and kissed his cheek gently after grabbing the rose. He stood frozen for a minute confused what was going on as you walked past him ready to leave for school. “Wait so that was a yes?” He asked just to be sure and his stomach erupted with butterflies when you looked over your shoulder and nodded your head agreeing.


“It’s like Mr. Maverick never fully understands that being late because of the bus is totally reasonable.” You mumbled in disbelief and shook your head before looking over at Calum nodding his head in agreement. “It’s like he’s standing in the door right at the second the period starts desperate to just force the purple note in my face.” You almost wanted to laugh because it was that ridiculous. You didn’t understand how it was possible to have a teacher that hated you as much as he did but it also made it a challenge to piss him off as much as possible. “You okay? You’ve been awfully quiet.” You asked seconds later and looked at him half worried. It was never like him to be this quiet he always enjoyed having a good laugh. “Yeah, I’m perfectly fine.” He smiled softly to prove that he was stating the truth but there was still a twist of nervousness on his face. You shrugged your shoulder not fully convinced and turned around to open your locker but as you did, your eyes widened in surprise. The locker usually only contained books and old P.E clothes but as red rose pedals flied out you were left more confused than ever. They were everywhere and also fell to the floor you stood for a moment trying to figure out what was going on. Deep inside you could also see a small bouquet where you assumed the pedals had come from and when you looked at the small note where your locker pictures were hanging your jaw fell. The words ‘Will you go to prom with me?’ were messily written but the handwriting was obvious, it was Calum. Looking over your shoulder with wide eyes and cheeks just as red as the roses you saw how the nervousness had been replaced with an award winning smile. “Oh my god.” Was the only thing you managed to say and he giggled by your reaction. Just like he had imagined it to be. “I assume that is a yes.” He smiled and wrapped an arm around you, he didn’t care if everyone else at the hallway were staring at you. “Yes.” You nodded your head in agreement and giggled again when you looked into the locker. You couldn’t believe he had set time off to surprise you. “Of course I will be your date for prom.”


It was with a hand almost forced onto the table you were sitting at you looked up with frustrated wide eyes. It wasn’t like you were paying attention to what was going on at the blackboard but it wasn’t like Mrs. Verona’s voice was striking through you. She had been rambling about something boring for the past twenty minutes and with your lack of concentration your attention was pointed towards something else. But it was close to make your temper boil. The last five minutes you had felt papers being thrown at you, created into small airplanes and keeping on annoying you. It wasn’t a shocker who it was because you didn’t even need to look over your shoulder to know that it was Michael. He had been sitting there three rows away from you square across but still managing to hit you in the back with every single throw. You wanted to just turn around and yell at him but it was possible without avoiding detention for disturbing class. He knew that he was getting on your nerves it was the reason why he continued to do it. It was like the last straw was picked when you felt the movement in your back again but this time you turned around with furious eyes. “What do you want?” You hissed as quietly as you could, earning glares from other students. Michael’s eyes adverted down to the little paper airplane and you took it from the floor to take a look. You were looking at him suspiciously but when he made movements with his hands to show you had to open it you did. You could barely see what it said because the paper was crumbled but when you realized that he was asking you for prom you almost had to double check. He looked pretty nervous when you looked back at him his eyes had found the table. Rolling your eyes you grabbed your marker, wrote on the paper and crumbled it into a ball. Because he wasn’t paying attention as his eyes were fixed on his own table he got a bit of a sock wen the paper was thrown back. He seemed curious when he was opening but seeing the smile spread on his face made him swoon all over the floor. He looked back at you just to be sure and even if he was the most annoying ever you still nodded your head in agreement.


A loud groan was echoed in the otherwise very quiet library when you hovered forward on the table and took a look at the assignment again. You weren’t sure what was most annoying; the fact that this couldn’t be fixed magically by itself or the fact that Ashton wasn’t helping you the slightest. It was kind of his job considering he was the one who suggested to help you out with your homework. But all he did was being annoying, more likely being a bit too cocky because he kept telling you to read the task over and over, yet you still didn’t understand it. “You can’t just tell me to read it over because it won’t help! You need to explain this to me otherwise we won’t get any progress in this boring assignment.” You almost wanted to force your head against the papers and table because it was that frustrating being in your position. He laughed softly by your words and leaned down to grab a soda he had been saving in his bag for situations like this. “Here. Drink something. Just to get some boost.” He smiled and you almost wanted to roll your eyes but took it out of his hand. If you needed some boost you would have to drown the whole Fanta in one bit. “You know Y/N sometimes reading it over helps.” “Well I’m sure you’re the one thinking that will help.” You commented back after swallowing and you were about to place it back on the table when you noticed something. It was only by the gaze you had seen it but as you took a better look at the bottle your eyes widened. There was a large W drawn over the F for Fanta and right below it said “go to prom.”. You looked up at Ashton to see him wiggle his eyebrows and laugh, “I told you sometimes it helps to read things over and over until you realize what it says.” You shook your head in disbelief of what was probably the most fun but lame way of asking you and you slapped him carefully in the arm. “What, you said you didn’t want me to be cheesy this time.” He said in surrender as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in to press a kiss to his cheek. “I love it you dork. The answer is yes.”

Max’s Parents Kinda Suck: by me, ash

  • his fucking face just waiting for a package
  • you could argue he’s literally always making that face but that’s the thing: why is he making it? shouldn’t he be excited? even if you’re a kid that’s absolutely loving camp (like nerris, for example) you’d still be excited for a package from your parents
  • he just looks like he feels bad alright + he keeps basically this expression the entire scene. he’s been expecting this bullshit

  • the fucking post card. need I say more??
  • again with the unsurprised, unimpressed expression

  • it is literally impressive how much they manage to convey “I don’t care about you” here
  • generic postage stamp to match the shitty post card
  • what kind of fucking square can’t be bothered to WRITE on a postcard?? especially one with as little writing as this?? you printed… on a postcard. good job
  • two sentences, consisting of two and three words. five words. that’s likely all the contact max is going to receive from them the entire summer, five words of the plainest shit you could think of (though I could be wrong, I’m just not holding my breath lmao)
  • no “dear max”, no “how are you” or “I hope you’re having fun”, no “we/I love you”, no “sincerely, mom and dad”. nothing. “Your Parents.” that’s it

  • again, the fucking expression. he was totally expecting this fuckery
  • who fucking sends their kid more clothes if it isn’t an emergency it’s not even a cool shirt
  • that and not to point out the obvious but its. its the same fucking hoodie. 
  • I actually wonder if he even likes the color blue and doesn’t just wear that because it’s what they got for him
  • my poor boy you deserve better. you need parents that care about you

anonymous asked:

I really wish i wasn't a Taurus. Everytime i look at any zodiac chart i just see a stubborn lazy person who's only decent trait is "liking good food" which makes me feel like i only care about stuffing my face. Being "dependable" sounds like i'm supposed to be a rock people lean on and that i'm a horrible bore...

then you’re just not reading the right material. it sounds like youre basing your judgement off poorly formed material. those are stereotypes of taurus, and these stereotypes do stem from some truth. those are traits of taurus, but they are really a lot more than that. theyre loyal, generous, dependable, patient, persistent and independent. they’re artistic and charming. theyre also lazy, stubborn, self-indulgent, materialistic, possessive and frugal (they are ruled by venus after all). there’s nothing wrong with being a taurus. its really the attitude you have about it.

anonymous asked:

yoongi being fidgety as hell is even more [eye emoji] cause yoongi rly doesn't come across as a naturally fidgety person?? so like,,, wHY when faced with beautiful close-ups of park jimin being cute and endearing are you playing w/ yourwatch, licking your lips, rubbing your thigh, biting your nails... min yoongi you are Not Slick (never had been, never will be)

he was relatively relaxed throughout the entire thing!! that’s just how he is but then when jimin had his 30 seconds of screen time he really couldn’t stay still,,,,, i wonder why,,,, 

Fidgeting Min Yoongi watching JM on camera but he can’t watch too much because then he’ll look into close ups of Park Jimin’s eyes and he can’t do that, not without falling falling harder and he knows they will all see so he looks away and plays with his hands nervously to distract himself from those irresistible warm eyes once more. Every time it’s stolen glances because holding that gaze is too much, too much love. 😍

this seems to be it 👀

Something - Drabble


Prompt (Request): Hi, I was wondering if maybe you could write a fic where Bucky and the reader are watching once upon a time and the reader teases him for looking like Jefferson, who he doesn’t like.

A/N: Thank you so much for requesting, dear! Requests are open.



“I’m just saying, you remind me of Jefferson,” you shrugged.

Bucky shook his head, “No, we don’t. He’s lying all the time, just to get advantage over others. I’m not like that,” Bucky defended his point.

You turned on the couch, facing your boyfriend now instead of the TV.

“It’s not personality, honey. You and Jefferson look very much alike, physically,” you said. Then pointed at the frozen Jefferson on the screen, his smirk and hat on his face as well as the pants on those legs. “Ugh, the things I’d do with you if you wore a leather, skin tight pair of skinny pants.”

“Yeah?” he smirked at you.

“I can’t explain. It just does something to me…”

“Well,” Bucky murmur lowly at the base of your ear, his hand coming to circle your waist. His hot breath made you shiver where it made contact with your neck. “I know I can do something to you as well.”


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We have to watch these videos for a skills fair and one of them is a catheter insertion on an actual live woman, not a mannequin. So I was talking to one of my friends like, “can you imagine being in a medical video that shows your face and your vagina? And knowing all your coworkers will see it? And then walking into work and knowing we all saw your vagina?”

We decided we’d both do it for a million dollars, and as we were dancing at the nurse’s station, pointing to our vaginas and singing “million dollar pussyyyyy!” we looked up to see our attending and like 5 other doctors laughing at us.

Cool cool cool cool cool.

it’s midnight
and you’re at the window looking out with a face full of longing
I think I can hear waves crashing for a moment but it’s only the tv
so I take your skin and lock it in the box in the closet again
when did love start to taste like scotch and cigarette ash
like selfish, like fire, like blood

we are in the car and you’re driving
there’s salt and sand on the breeze and I’m looking at you while you’re looking at the sea
I tell you I’m in love with you again and you smile
thread your fingers through mine and you say you love me too
I’m still looking at you
you’re still looking at the sea

there’s a poem I know with mermaids
I try to show you the pages, it’s a metaphor
for death, I think, the siren song of self destruction

you take the words from me and there’s salt on your fingertips from the paper
there’s salt on my face from the longing
there’s salt in our mouths from our voices and I wonder what it is you hear

it’s dawn and you’re just in the other room
gulls are crying outside over the sound of a lock turning, opening
I can hear you through the walls, muffled, telling me over coffee that it’s a beautiful day
makes you want to go to the sea

there’s thunder in the distance and the bed is still warm under my palms
I never noticed our sheets
were blue and flecked with foam before
I am sinking, sinking
and I can hear you singing just in the other room
makes you want to go to the sea   

meelothemanly  asked:

Dream Daddy has LGBT rep, Cute dad's you can romance, nice music, a great daughter character who karate chops for sale signs into justice! A vampire trans guy, a guy who looks like Jughead's dad from riverdale, a coffee shop owner with a beautiful face kissed by the cosmos', wearing sweaters tied around your neck, custom character creator, and a tiny baby who smiles like a treasure. What's more to love.

I dont like dating sims. I dont like kids. I hate my father and I have no urge to romance other fathers. Kinda seems like people think I would like it just because I’m queer, not actually based on anything I have ever expressed interest in.

#95: I’m a lucky girl. I’ll admit that. - MARTY SCURLL

Thanks to the anon who sent this request in. I hope you like it!!

Marty lifted the veil and his lips curved into a smile as he looked at you. He took a step towards you and wrapped both arms around you before he leaned you down in a dip, gently pressing his lips to yours as your friends and family cheered from their seats.

Marty pulled away and looked down at you before lifting you back upright. There was a gleam in his eyes as he looked at you that you’d never seen before. He kept one arm around you as you turned to face your friends and family.

“Family and friends, I give to you for the first time as husband and wife, Mr. and Mrs. Marty Scurll!” The officiant said.

Marty reached down and intertwined your fingers with his before the two of you made your way back down the aisle.

Once you were at the back of the church he led you down an empty hallway and pulled you into an empty room before closing the door and gently pushing your back against it.

His hands slid down your sides before resting them on your hips. He smiled as he leaned in to kiss you. You closed your eyes just as his lips met yours. He put one hand on the small of your back, pulling you closer into him, and the other on the back of your neck, deepening the kiss.

Your lips moved with his as the two of you showed each other just how much you loved the other. He pulled away to catch his breath and leaned his forehead against yours.

“I love you, Y/n.” Marty said as he looked lovingly into your eyes.

“I love you too, Marty.” You said as you smiled up at him.

He returned your smile with one of his own before he leaned in to give you another kiss. His lips moved from yours to your neck as he began to gently suck on different spots.

“Can we skip the reception and get straight to the wedding night?” He whispered against your neck

“No, we can’t skip the reception. We need to go, people are going to start missing us.”

“I bet they wouldn’t miss us for a few more minutes,” he said as he leaned in and began to suck on your neck once again. You felt one of his hands slide down and grab your ass through your dress.

“Mmm, I’m a lucky man.” He said.

I’m a lucky girl, I’ll admit that.” You said as you looked up at him.

anonymous asked:

Trying to put the sprites together for a picture and I swear it feels like I'm trying to take their photo. "Come on guys! Get closer together! At least try and pretend that you like each other!" "Celeste get in the back, your hair is blocking Sayaka's face."

oml now i’m just imagining a mum trying to get all her kids looking nice for a christmas card picture,,,

“byakuya,, smile,, please,, smile for the picure,, that’s not a smile,,” “naegi we can’t see you at the back could you come to the front-” “syO STOP MAKING THAT FACE can everyone just smile normally-” “…hagakure, there’s food on your cheek. why is there food on your cheek we haven’t eatEN YET”

bonus: everyone is cranky because they’re all in christmas jumpers,, ahsjsksk ~ mod oddish