and the guys hand through his hair

Dear Darling - Prologue (Bucky Barnes AU)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female!reader
Summary: Breaking hearts was something Bucky Barnes was always really good at. Charming smile, bright, blue eyes and a voice to make every girls knees go weak. But what if he had to break the one girls heart who he gave his own to? And what if after years, she is not ready to forgive him despite his efforts?
Words: 777
Warning: none

This is a very personal story, and kind of explains how I met my first love and then lost him… But the story will have a happy end, not like mine :) 

Dear Darlin by Olly Murs was our song… Kind off…


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Laying on Harry's chest in bed. He's wearing a silk shirt and you are all cuddled up because it's cold outside. He just got home from Shanghai. You guys are watching the vsfs on tv. He's running his fingers through your hair and his hand keeps running lower and lower. Until his hands are in your tights and gripping your ass. You whine because he's distracting you while you're trying to be proud of his achievement. Until he just starts whispering in your ear about how he missed you and your ass.

“Thought about you the whole time I was there, you know that?” His lips grazing your ear while his fingertips dance along the waistband of your panties. “Think we should get you some wings, hm?”

“Harrryyyyyy,” you whine. And he smirks because he knows he’s got you where he wants you.

“You’re an angel.” He bites lightly at your earlobe.

“Mm,” You sigh, leaning into him but keeping your eyes glued to the tv. “You’re corny.”

“That’s not nice.” He swats at your butt and you giggle. “Tryin’ to compliment you.”

“And I’m trying to watch you perform while a bunch of scantily clad sexy women prance around you.”

“Ah,” he smirks. “Are you a bit jealous?”

And of course, admittedly, you are a bit. Or you WERE when you’d first heard he was doing the show. But watching it now, you have to admit, it’s sexy. So you shake your head. “No.”

He grins, shuffling a bit so you’re more on top of him. “Oh, no? I see. That’s good. Well, if you *were* jealous, think I’d have to show you just how sexy I think *you* are, wouldn’t I?” His nails scratch lightly at the skin of your hips. “Have to tell you how much I love you. And these panties. And how I absolutely love the fact that I can feel you soaking through them right now, just from the way I’m touching you. Isn’t that right?” You don’t say anything, and his smirk deepens. “Love that about you, you know. Love that sometimes all it takes is a few words, or my fingers in the right place, to get you wet.”

He pulls you even more so now you’re straddling his tummy. “But you’re not easy, are you? No, not *my* girl. My girl knows how she likes to be touched. She knows what she wants from my tongue. Or my fingers.” He smirks. “Or my cock.”

Your cheeks redden at his words but he doesn’t stop. “And lucky for her, I know that too, don’t I? I know how to touch her. How to lick her. I know what makes her feel sexy.” He takes your hand in his and brings your fingers to his lips. “I know what my girl likes.” He pops the tips of your fingers between his lips and sucks a little, and your eyes instantly close. You feel a moan threatening to bubble out, and you’re about to let it, when he stops.

“But… Seeing as she’s trying to watch this program I guess there’s no point in me indulging in that, is there?”

Performing their own song for them - Seventeen Vocal Unit

This was requested by: @svtaeu! I hope it’s to your liking my love!!

*credit to gif owners*

Scene:

“Jagi why can’t you tell me what song you’re performing?” He asks for nearly the millionth time that night.

“Because, it’s a surprise.” You place a hand on his arm and he groans, clearly not satisfied with your reasoning.

“Y/n, it’s time to get ready.” Your groups manager approaches you and motions for you to follow him.

A chorus of ‘good lucks’ came from the thirteen boys around you and you gave them a quick thumbs up before running to catch up with your group.

When you guys got backstage, stylists flocked to you with various hair styling tools and outfits of many colors. After being handed your light denim jeans and striped button up blouse, you change pretty quickly and start running through the lines and dance moves. Your group has never done choreography as demanding and detail oriented as Seventeen’s. A few minutes later your group is given a cue and the seven of you walk out on stage. As you find your positions, your eyes immediately land on Seventeen, specifically him.

The music started and you heard a few ‘Oo’s’ and ‘Ah’s’ as the defining notes of their song started playing.

Jeonghan:

Han was genuinely startled when his groups song ‘Don’t Wanna Cry’ started playing through the speakers. He watched you ace every single move and sing his own lines with heart eyes. He heard the guys whistle for your group when you started kneeling and doing arguably the most complicated part of the whole dance. Han didn’t miss the direct eye contact and sly smiles from you as you harmonized with your group.

When the song ended, all of Seventeen stood up and applauded as loud as humanly possible. To say they were flattered was a complete understatement. After a few minutes your group came back to the table near Seventeens and you stealthily took a seat next to Han.

“Wow…that was amazing Y/n! Why didn’t you tell me?” Han started clapping for you again making you giggle and blush.

“Because like I said, it was a surprise Hannie. I’m glad you liked it so much.” You kiss his cheek and a few of the guys chuckle.

“Liked? Baby I loved it. You have to do it again but for me.” He rested a hand on your knee and squeezed it lightly, implying exactly what you had in mind for later.

Joshua:

When Boom Boom started playing Joshua was so taken aback, he knew that was your favorite song and the fact that you were performing it was unreal. The velvet bomber jacket looked better on you than it ever did on him and he admired how nice your legs looked in the black shorts. Joshua bobbed his head along with the beat and he allowed himself to lean back into the chair to watch you dance across the stage. He appreciated how wonderful and well rehearsed your vocals were for the lines you sang.

After the song ended you gave a wink and blew a kiss to the audience but you made sure to make eye contact with him. Joshua covered his flustered cheeks as you went back stage with the rest of your group.

You approached their table, back in the attire you showed up in much to his displeasure.

“Baby you have to wear that outfit for me again, you did so good.” Joshua slipped an arm loosely around your waist and kissed your cheek.

Woozi:

When Jihoon heard the song he produced start playing, he choked on the water he was drinking. He watched you fondly as you pranced around the stage and his smile grew ear to ear when you got to the chorus of Mansae. Your group, and specifically you did the song and the moves justice. To say he was proud was the understatement of the year. He loved this song as well and when he heard you sing parts of it he nearly fell over in his chair. You sounded and looked like an angel to him.

When the song finally ended, much to his utter disapproval. He clapped and cheered nonetheless, quite loudly I might add, you gave a cute smile to the audience and disappeared from his eyesight.

As your group was going back to your table he stood up and directed you to the seat next to him.

“Ah! I can’t believe you managed to keep that from me. You did wonderful jagi.” Woozi kissed your temple and wrapped a secure arm around you waist.

Seokmin:

Seokmin’s heart clenched in his chest as he instantly recognized the first few notes of Adore U playing. He looked over his shoulder to see if anyone else had noticed and the rest of the boys had huge smiles on their faces. Although they were excited, nobody’s smile could’ve topped DK’s when you sang his lines. It meant the world to him that your group agreed to learn and perform their song, whether it was your suggestion or not.

He placed a hand over his heart and gripped at the material of his blazer as the song came to an end, his cheeks were literally hurting because of all the smiling. The boys stood up once the last note ended and everyone was clapping and hollering.

When you came back to your groups designated table, Seokmin got your attention by grabbing your hand and pulling you into the open seat next to him.

“That was so good Jagi! I can’t stop smiling.” Seokmin kissed your nose, making you blush and hide your face behind your hand.

Seungkwan:

Seungkwan’s mouth dropped to the floor when your group got into the same formation as their ‘Very Nice’ choreography. It dropped even further when his suspicions were verified by the song starting and revealing that it was in fact ‘Very Nice’. He started clapping softly when you sang his lines, he was so proud. Boo couldn’t take his eyes off of you for even a second, not that he even wanted to that is. You always demanded attention in your performances but this one was even more so.

The song ended and he could see how out of breath you and the rest of your members were. That is probably the most physically demanding song they do in his humble opinion and the fact that you just did it flawlessly was amazing.

When you were released back to your seats in your previous attire, Seungkwan waved you over to his table.

“Jagi that was amazing, you always give the best surprises. I’m so proud.” He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and kissed your temple.

I adore the duality of Tony Stark. Not the secret identity thing, but this idea, one that you get to see more of in the comics than the films (though IM1 did this a lot): the idea that there’s this aloof, cold businessman who puts on perfectly-tailored suits and snarks his way through a room and destroys opponents without a thought using an offhand quip, and resorts to pragmatism when nobody else will, and wears his playboy persona on his sleeve, and knows all the easiest ways to blow up a person or a world, and has a bit of a god complex, and used to be called the Merchant of Death -

- but he’s also the guy who wanders around like a zombie before the first coffee of the day, and works with his hands, and spends his time with mad-scientist hair and wearing scruffy vests covered in oil because he got caught up in his hard work and his passion for creation. He’s the guy who will do anything for his friends and makes silly jokes over breakfast and wholeheartedly, dorkily loves the Avengers, from the concept of it to the people in it. He falls hard for the people he loves, and is incredibly lonely. He’s the guy who goes to orphanages and holds babies when he can’t sleep, and adores kids. He’s the guy who cries easily, never thinks he’s doing enough, struggles with alcoholism and chronic illnesses, and desperately doesn’t want to be his father, no matter how much the media pins the opposite on him. He loves the world and the people in it, even when he kind of hates them, and is constantly working to make things better. He remembers his employees’ names and asks after their families. He tries to see the good in people and goes for rehabilitative over punitive justice wherever possible, even when it comes to villains who have actively tried to kill him. He’s known for how much he cares, exhaustingly, about everything. He’s the man who honestly has a good heart and is constantly trying to reach out, and often gets laughed at for his idealism. He’s a man who’s so often in pain, but tries to use it to improve the world rather than letting it destroy him.

Sure, I like his ruthlessness and some of his coolness, but I also love the guy who unironically adores classic Star Trek and makes absentminded Dune and Arthurian references and thinks equations are cool; who makes mental notes of his friends’ favourite breakfasts and takes young heroes under his wing and is semi-jokingly horrified when one doesn’t have a file system. Who goes “but why does that do that?” and wants to take everything apart and fix it so it can help people, and honest to god believes in a better future. 

(The movies are subtler about that side of him, but it’s still there. I mean, as a little thing, I’m always grateful they let RDJ put some of his own love of classic and sometimes silly rock into Tony Stark. Not just because I share that music taste, but I always like characters who are nerdy and wholehearted about at least something. But the bigger stuff, too: the between-the-lines moments: the naming his bots, the “here, have my whole R&D lab/my company/my home/my heart if you want it, why do you look so surprised?” That’s all straight from the comics. It’s just done slightly more snarkily and with a slightly shorter, brown-eyed Tony rather than a tall, blue-eyed one.)

But it’s still a very bad idea to piss him off.

He’s both. I love that he’s both.

Our Little Secret-Part One

Summary: After a hunt and quite a few drinks the boys learn that you aren’t as ‘experienced’ in one department as they thought you were. Dean thinks he can rectify that

Series Masterlist

Characters: Dean, Sam, Reader

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Square Filled/Kink: Oral Fixation for @spnkinkbingo

Word Count: 4700

Warnings: Smut, oral (male and female receiving), insecure reader, language

A/N: Thank you so much for reading. This is the first part of what I hope is a lengthy and smutty series. Any feedback is always appreciated. This is also for @emilywritesaboutdean and @wheresthekillswitch ‘s Do It Like TFW Challenge (The gif is near the bottom)

A thank you to my beta @ayeronda for betaing at an ungodly hour and being so wonderful.


It’s been a long ass day and an even longer hunt. You were more than happy to be sitting on Dean’s bed in the boys’ motel room, sipping on your second, or maybe it is the third beer. And that was just here, it wasn’t counting the four or five shots you had had down at the bar. So now you were here and Sam was riding Dean hard about his strikeout at the bar.

“Dude, you were never going home with her.”

“She doesn’t know what she’s missing out on.”

You can’t help but chuckle, “What? Two whole minutes?”

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Run To You

Originally posted by aegonsgarden

Originally posted by bigbadroman

Pairing: Billy x Reader

Word Count: 1,606

SummaryYou’re new in town and after parking in Billys spot he takes an interest in you.

Authors Note: There will be at least one more part to this. i just didn’t wanna make it too long. No real spoilers in this part. I binged the second season the day it was released and have watched it three times since lmao. Billy is the worst but i just wanna bang him like one time okAY and i haven’t stopped thinking about him/Dacre since.

Disclaimer: I do not condone Billys behaviour nor do i intend to romanticise his racism or abuse. Billy is an asshole, no denying that. Dacre Montgomery is hot af tho.

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The music was blaring as Billy pulled into the school car park at his usual fast speed.
He was about to take another drag of his cigarette when he slammed on the brakes, his knuckles whitening as he gripped the steering wheel.
In his usual car park sat an unfamiliar black Mustang SVO. There was barely any spare  parks left at this time of morning but he had never had to worry before.
Everyone knew that was his park.
Billy’s nostrils flared as he let out a breath and Max gripped her skateboard a little tighter.
He drove forward and suddenly swung his Camaro into an empty park and yanked the keys out of the ignition.
“Don’t be late today.” He said sternly as Max opened her door.
She rolled her eyes, and was thankful he missed it before slamming the door and heading into school.
Billy stepped out of his car and took a drag of his cigarette.
He let the smoke fester in his lungs as he closed the door behind him.
His lips parted and he blew out a cloud of smoke as he stalked towards the strange car.
Who did this douchbag think he was?
He glanced through the window of the car as he walked to the front but saw no incriminating items inside.
It didn’t matter. Billy would find them.
With a final puff of his smoke he stubbed it out on the hood of the Mustang and strode into school.



Billy gripped the wheel in anticipation, his tongue darting across his lips and when he found the park empty he smirked.
Four days.
For four days he had arrived every morning to find that damned mustang in his park with no sign of the driver and it was always gone before Billy could confront the driver after school.
But not today.
Nobody messed with Billy Hargrove, he made sure of it.
So this morning he had left early. In fact he was the only car in the car park but that didn’t bother him.
He would wait until the car showed up and finally he could give the douchebag a piece of his mind.
“There’s not even teachers here yet.”
Max complained in the passengers seat.
Billy ignored her and turned the music up louder.
He could just make out a groan above the music before Max got out of the car and skated off towards the entrance.
Slowly the car park filled up as more students arrived and finally, he saw it.
The black mustang pulled into the car park and Billy smirked, turning down his music as he let out a cloud of smoke.
The sun was shining down on the windscreen of the car and he couldn’t yet make out the driver. But he clenched his fists nevertheless and opened his door.
His boots hit the pavement and he stepped out of his car, letting the door fall shut behind him.
He turned slowly, shaking out his shoulders as he went and when his eyes fell on the driver he stopped.
This wasn’t just a douchbag.
It was a girl.
He pushed out his lips and leant against his own car as the girl gathered her things and got out.
She wore a tight black dress that cut off at the thighs and a denim jacket. Even her hair had been teased for maximum volume.
Confidence radiated from her and thanks to a light breeze he caught the scent of her sweet perfume.
Feeling his gaze on her back, she turned and glanced in his direction.
“Can I help you?”
He smirked, amused by the sassy tone  in her voice.
“You’ve been parking in my spot.”
She raised an eye brow and put her hands on her hips.
“Didn’t realise there was assigned parking.” Her voice was thick with sarcasm and he enjoyed the way she was challenging him.
She clearly didn’t know who she was talking too. Still, she was pretty, so Billy thought he’d go easy on her.
“Well, now you know.” He flashed her his winning smile.
The one that always made the girls swoon.
Only this girl didn’t swoon.
Instead she rolled her eyes and he could have sworn he heard her mutter “Loser” before she turned her back and walked into the school.
Billy took a drag of his cigarette.
Who did this girl think she was?
She hadn’t seemed the least bit phased by him and he wondered what a girl like her was doing in Hawkins.
There was something about this girl that did something to him and he had always liked a challenge.



You dropped your bag to the floor and slid behind the desk next to the window.
Classmates were chatting as the room filled up for class and you played with the pen in your hand as you glanced around.
The guy from this morning walked into the room and almost instantly all the girls giggled and flicked their hair in unison.
You rolled your eyes as he leant across a desk in the front of the class and started flirting with the girl sitting there.
You turned your attention to the window and absentmindedly played with your hair as your mind drifted.
The shrill laugh of a girl got your attention and you looked to see the guy from this morning laughing with the girl in front of him.
Only he kept glancing at you, almost as if to make sure you were watching and he ran a hand through his hair.
He leant forward and said something to the girl, though you were too far away to hear but he stared at you while he spoke, the edges of his lips turning up into a smirk.
“Bye, Billy!” You heard her purr back to him, flicking her hair and fluttering her eyelashes so much you thought they might just fly off.
You rolled your eyes as ‘Billy’ strutted through the class room and when he reached your desk he trailed his fingers across it.
“Didn’t your mother teach you it’s rude to stare, Princess?” He smirked and walked past you, letting his hand brush against your shoulder before he sunk into the desk behind you.
His cologne drifted and you hid your face as you took in his scent.
God he smelt delicious, even if he was an asshole.
You had to admit, he was ridiculously good looking. You weren’t blind, he was fucking gorgeous. But you had seen guys like him in every town you had lived and they were always the same.
The same cocky alpha dog routine, thinking they could get away with whatever they wanted.
You hated to admit that you usually fell for the act, but not this time.
At least that’s what you told yourself as you stared out the window, thoughts of Billy Hargrove running through your mind.



The rest of the week was uneventful.
You had passed Billy a few times in the hallway and he had done the same thing every time.
Licked his lips, ran a hand through his hair, smirked, and walked past you. Sometimes with a “Hey, Princess.” and sometimes not.
God it was driving you wild, though you refused to admit it.
It was no secret, the feud brewing between Billy and Steve and since you had moved to town you had gotten to know Steve quite well.
It wasn’t just the rivalry either, his ego or Billy’s reputation with the other girls in school.
You had seen Billy with his sister one morning in the car park and although you hadn’t been close enough to actually hear the words spoken, it was clear by the body language that Billy wasn’t exactly being a loving brother.
So when you arrived at the Halloween party to see him chugging beer from the keg you rolled your eyes.
The crowd around him chanted his name and you grimaced as he let out a cheer.
“That’s how you do it, Hawkins! That’s how you do it!” He yelled.
You watched as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and stuck a cigarette between his lips.
His friends pushed him into the house, still chanting his name and cheering victoriously.

A few hours and a dozen drinks later you were leant against the wall, taking a break from all the dancing you had been doing.
The music lowered slightly and Carol moved into the centre of the makeshift dance floor.
“Who’s ready for spin the bottle?!”
She was met by wolf whistles and cheers of agreement.
The room cleared out slightly and you pushed off the wall, deciding to get some fresh air.
Before you could get there however, you were blocked by an arm leaning against the wall.
“You not playing?” Billy asked, a coy smile on his face.
“Sorry to disappoint.” You shook your head.
He chuckled and licked his lips.
He leant closer to you and you saw his eyes linger over your body before meeting your gaze.
“Cmon, What are you scared of, Princess?”
You glanced at the circle forming on the floor and back at Billy.
Maybe it was the booze talking or maybe it was the chemistry sparking between the two of you. Either way, you found yourself smirking back at him.
”Fuck it.”
You grabbed the beer from his hand and finished it in one swig before sauntering off to join the circle.
Billy raised an eyebrow and followed after you.
You watched as Carol and some guy you didn’t know went off into a closet for seven minutes, the rest of the group talking and laughing in their absence.
Next was Carl’s turn and his bottle pointed to the girl next you you and she squealed in excitement.
Slowly the bottle made its way to you and you took a deep breath as you leant forward and gave it a spin.
Oohs and Ahhs erupted as the bottle stopped spinning and pointed to no other than Billy fucking Hargrove.

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Laps and Naps

Originally posted by ohh-bloodyhell

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x female!Reader - Cast x female!Reader

Request: So my idea was a fic with seb and reader on the set of Infinity War. Reader likes taking naps on the casts laps, and after a while seb notices that she’s never napped on his lap and gets a bit jealous. A few cast members notice his crush on the reader and one day reader finds seb and the rest of the cast sitting together and goes straight for his lap. The whole cast looks up in awe and snap multiple pictures and seb is all flustered and blushy. You can change it up if it didn’t make sense lol ☺️ (-anon)

Warnings: none, really!! just pretty fluffy stuff

Word Count: 1.2K

A/N: it’s been such a weird week, and i really hope today will be good. but i’ve been havin’ a pretty bad mental-problems sort of day streak, so any memes sent to me are and will be greatly appreciated !!


“Y/N,” a distant, low voice sneaks through your sleepy mind. “C’mon, Y/N, I have to be in the suit in five minutes.”

The groggy veil of sleep slowly lifts off of your as you begin to wake-up. You could feel a heavy hand beginning to gently shake your shoulder.

“But I was so comfy,” your tired voice grumbles.

“I know,” Chris’s soothing voice drifts through the room. “But you’ve been sleeping on me for almost an hour, and I really have to get ready.”

Fine,” you groan, lazily pushing yourself up into a sitting position, snuggling into the corner of the couch as you pry open your heavy eyelids. “But you should know, that was a good nap.”

You blink away the sleep from your vision and look around the room, your gaze locking on Anthony.

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Baseball (M)

(I can’t get over baseball Jungkook so I had to write something)

╳ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader 

╳ Genre: smut | One shot

╳ Summary: You hated being dragged to baseball games because your best friends boyfriend was on the team. But maybe this time wasn’t going to be so bad.


“You know I hate baseball” You said, your arm being dragged as your friend pulled you across your lawn.

“Yes, and basically any sport” Your friend Rylee said, unlocking her car door. “But today is his big game and I really want you to come along!”

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Sex with Ethan and Grayson would include ♡

Request: ‘’What do you think Grayson and Ethan would be like in bed, like in detail??? xxx‘’

A/N: I think that the twins most of the time would be really gentle and passionate buttt also could be really rough and lowkey kinky when having sex. Because let’s face it: they’re sex gods and just from looking at them I get really turned on, lol. BUT I do think that Ethan is more into kinky stuff and Grayson into more romantic sex ;) Hope you enjoy xx

ETHAN:                                                                                                           

↪ Lots and looots of sex

↪ Sexting before as a warm up ;)

↪ He would be dominant af, but sometimes sub as well

↪ Lazy morning sex

↪ Rarely slow and passionate sex and most of the time really rough and maybe even kinky?

↪ You stripping down for him and he licking his lips when you do

↪ He would be the KING of foreplay (I mean looook at those fingers)

↪ Teasing the freaking fuck out of you until you’re almost begging him to fuck you

↪ Running his lips over your panties and pulling at the waist

↪ His lips on every centimeter of your body

↪ You pressing your mouth against his shoulder to keep yourself from crying out his name

↪ Lots of making out, and kisses everywhere!

↪ HICKIES and love bites on very visible places on your skin

↪ ‘’E, I can’t go out like this’’

↪ ‘‘Sure you can, everyone will know that you’re mine’’

↪ Him grabbing hungrily your ass and squeezing your boobs

↪ Sex in public bathrooms if he’s feeling very horny or jealous when he saw other guys staring at you

↪ Sooo much moaning and panting

↪ Him smirking when you moan SUPER loud (which is like all the time)

↪ Low and deep groans from him (just imagine this omg)

↪ Sweaty and hot skin

↪ SpANKinG

↪ THIGH RIDING

↪ Hair pulling !!

↪ Eye contact (SO sexy)

↪ Lots of dirty talk

↪ ‘‘Eyes on me’‘

 ↪ ‘‘Be quiet, babygirl’‘

↪ ‘’Yeah, you like that huh?’’

↪ Eating you out like 24/7

↪ Him biting his lips when he sees you reaching your orgasm

↪ Him begging you to give him a blowjob

↪ Taking turns in pleasing each other

↪ Letting you know that you’re the most beautiful girl in the world

↪ Really intense orgasms

↪ Experimenting with different positions

↪ Soft whimpers

↪ Him grabbing your waist when you climb on top of him

↪ Him getting even more stimulated and loving it when you scream his name

↪ Him breathing heavily and unsteady into your neck

↪ Holding your hand when you cum (when you have really passionate sex)

GRAYSON:

↪ Sex like ALL the time when you’re spending time just at home

↪ Usually it would be pretty spontaneous but sometimes he would prepare some things and put lots of effort into making it special, like:

↪ Your favorite music playing in the background, dimmed lights, scented candles

↪  Most of the time he would be really gentle and careful but sometimes it would be really fast and rough

↪ Again: FOREPLAYYY! Foreplay would for sure include fingering, teasing and touching you everywhere (because let’s face it: Gray is really touchy)

↪ I just know that Gray would be very good at foreplay (I mean LOOK at those fingers and big hands oh my)

↪ Shaky hands when you reach your orgasm and him holding them

↪ Tracing your skin with his soft fingertips

↪ Slow movements

↪ ‘’Just fuck me already’’

↪ ‘’Patience, baby’’

↪ Every little thing you would argue about would get heated and lead to sex

↪ Also A LOT OF make up sex

↪ Him admiring your body and smiling when you undress yourself

↪ Complimenting you on your cute lingerie

↪ And him taking forever to pull it off

↪ ‘’Need some help?’’

↪ ‘’I will treat you like the queen you are’’

↪ Lots of making out and sweet kisses

↪ Giggling all the time

 ↪ ALWAYS asking if you’re comfortable since he’s worried that he would hurt you

 ↪ ‘‘Are you sure you’re okay? Do I need to slow down?’’

↪ Sex in his new car, sex in the shower, sex at the beach, sex in the bath, sex against the wall… Literally everywhere as long as you’re okay with it

↪ You grabbing his muscular arms when you reach your climax

↪ Him grunting when he’s thrusting into you

↪ Offering blowjobs as favours

↪ Him saying ‘Babe, tonight is all about you’ but like, every night

↪ Neck kisses and leaving hickies there also

↪ He would get ten times more horny when he sees you getting an orgasm while closing your eyes

↪ Him whispering ‘come for daddy’ when holding your legs apart

↪ Multiple orgasms a night since he knows your body so well and the things you like

↪ Cuddling and more soft kisses afterwards and limbs tangled in the sheets

↪ Him calling you baby/babygirl/princess/love/darling

↪ So much intercourse

↪ Eating you out like everytime you guys have sex

↪ And when he does you stroke your hands through his fluffy hair

↪ Lots of ‘i love you’s

↪ Bruises on your hips from his tight grip

↪ You falling asleep on top of him after the sex

↪ Him being completely fine with that and whispering sweet nothings into your ear and stroking your back


fake ah ryan where the crew dies and he’s the last one standing.

fake ah ryan where the crew lives on inside his head, hallucinations that flicker in and out and change depending on his mood.

fake ah ryan where a version of geoff ramsey mocks strangers inside his head, tells a raunchy joke every now and again, laughs at him whenever he orders a diet coke at a bar, tells him with a cold rage he should break that guy’s hand for talking about chicks like that, whines about how he never does anything fun these days and tells him to lighten the fuck up asshole while wiping blood out of his moustache.

fake ah ryan where a version of jeremy dooley yells out to hit the gas and take that sweet ramp over there, and sure it’s not really a ramp, just a truck hauling a reeeeally conveniently angled boat, but you can totally make it, tries to convince him to do a quick u-turn with a lane of traffic barreling towards him while subtly straightening a bullet-riddled cowboy hat.

fake ah ryan where a version of jack pattillo calls him a dumbass every time he actually listens to jeremy, reminds him to eat when he hasn’t for days, gently nudges his thoughts toward running water when he’s becoming dehydrated, warns him that five minutes in a stolen chopper are all he can afford and whoops as they sail over the pacific ocean, even if every time she raises shattered arms in exhilaration, you can see the bones peeking out.

fake ah ryan where a version of michael jones mutters vindictively at every stranger who bumps into him, cuts him off, cuts in line; groans whenever ryan decides to be the bigger man in a situation, reminds him how fucking good it felt to bring a baseball bat down on some asshole’s head, promises that a dirty look is a grave insult and spews abuse with every punch that doesn’t land, sneers at every man bun in starbucks as he runs a blackened hand across the cinders where his curly hair used to be.

fake ah ryan where a version of ray narvaez jr pipes up out of the blue when he can’t sleep about how it’s fucking weird that no one’s ever actually written an article about area 51 right, repeats halo in an oppressive monotone loop and cheers ironically when he finally picks up the game, throws out less-than-PC comments from time to time, laughs when someone trips and falls and wipes away all the filthy ocean water that comes spilling out of his mouth when he does.

fake ah ryan where a version of gavin free scoffs as he picks out a shirt, coaxes him into telling the barista that he likes her apron pin in order to fluster her enough that she forgets to ring up the pastry, encourages him to help the lady next door with her groceries and make small talk with her so she’ll think of him when she next bakes cookies and has extras, reminds him that the bloke down the street has a crush on him and he could potentially get a few cheap meals by playing house, laughs at him when he flubs a word, as if gavin could get any real words out from his snapped neck.

fake ah ryan where a version of lindsay tuggey points out that it’s fourth of july and he could totally light up like thirty fireworks at once with no problem, encourages him to help the lady next door with her groceries simply because she seemed nice and she’s got some adorable kittens in the garage that look super soft and fluffy, tells him he should steal a pool floatie shaped like a unicorn from the local 7-11 while tossing her own head from hand to hand like a juggling ball.

fake ah ryan where a version of trevor collins wonders loudly about the quality of the zip ties he’s buying, insists he tests them out on the guy with the shittily dyed blue hair because ‘come on, man, look at me! i did better than that! it’s a crime!’, rattles off quick answers to questions not even yet fully formed, points out the obvious answer to a solution that ryan was grossly overthinking, comments on every near miss like he’s watching a sports game and through it all keeps trying to smooth his hair over the missing parts of his skull like it will hide the damage.

fake ah ryan with an army of the dead living on inside his head, fake ah ryan who is fine, just fine, fake ah ryan who can’t let them die just yet, because they’re the only family he’s got, you see.

Bruise [ VII ]

Genre [Rating] : Angst [M]

Length: 6.5k

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader

Summary: He wasn’t yours, and you weren’t his, but that couldn’t stop your heart from believing otherwise.

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Originally posted by luedeer

Something about winter made the world all seem so much more serene, the frozen flakes that floated through the air taking their time to reach the ground, slowing time to their will. They covered the grassy plains, covered the concrete pavement, concealing the weeds and cracks that stood out amongst them. The beautiful white hid the imperfections, hid the flaws that laid just below the surface a step away from being seen, and in some ways you were jealous you couldn’t be covered by the snow yourself. Your troubles couldn’t be hidden from view with a simple change of the weather; they were in the forefront of your mind and beginning to strain at your muscles. You didn’t want to deal with it, didn’t want to face the reality that things with Chanyeol were making the doubt bubble over in your chest, his quiet pleads for you to not leave him whispering in your ear over and over like a skipping record as you watched the snow fall.

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The King of Hawkins Goes Soft

Summary: The reader helps chaperone the winter formal, which leads to a very eventful night involving the King of Hawkins. 

Word Count: 2648

Song Pairing: Talking in your Sleep- the romantics https://youtu.be/PtxiZItyYh8

authors note: kinda spoilers for season two? This also doesn’t 100% follow the plot! I had SO much fun writing this!! Let me know what you think!! (single mom Steve is the best Steve)


You smiled to yourself watching the event unfold. Steve was giving some version of a pep talk to Dustin before the winter formal, and you laughed as you saw the deal sealed with a handshake.

Dustin walked by you with a huge grin, “Hey (y/n)!”. He saluted you, and you saluted back matching his grin. You winked, “Good luck tonight soldier”.

By now Steve had parked his car, and was resting against the hood. You walked over to him, “What are you doing here? Hate to break it to ya but you’re a little too old-”.

Steve crossed his arms over his chest, laughing while shaking his head. He smiled, “I gotta keep an eye on the little shits”.

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Detention

Peter Parker x Reader

Words: 892
Plot: Peter gets put in detention with the reader. Cute note passing ensues.
A/N: I know I said I’d write more Alex Summers but GUYS! SPIDERMAN! I saw it at the movies and it was so good, so pure. I know most of you are out of high school now so this is a #throwback. I tried to make it totally cute.

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Peter slumped against the desk; pushing his forehead against the cool plastic of the table. Detention again; somehow, he always managed to end up back in detention. It wasn’t like he was trying to be here: he just couldn’t catch a break. Turns out fighting crime and writing his biology paper were incompatible things.

The clicking of a pen made him grogilly open his eyes.
A few desks away from him; a girl perched awkwardly on her chair, scribbling doodles onto her notepad. Peter wasn’t sure he’d ever seen her before; he wondered if she was new or just way above his social radar.
Who wasn’t?
But something about the way her mouth pressed together made his head spin. She was unconventionally beautiful; lush hair and kind eyes that tugged his gaze, made his blood prick in his skin. And he thought-
She raised her brow, curiously returning his gaze. Ah, shit. He’d been staring at her like a creepy stalker. How’d he always manage to screw up this bad?
He shifted his gaze immediately to the ceiling; pretending he was checking out the old pieces of tissue that had been lodged into the gaps in the paneling until he thought it was safe.

Something tapped his shoulder; a crumpled piece of paper bouncing across the carpet at his feet. The girl was hastily writing in her notepad again; attempting to look nonchalant, no doubt.
Peter bent down, unfolding the little scrap at his feet.

What are you in for?

Peter bit his lip, rustling into his backpack for his science book. It wasn’t hard to tear out a spare page in a vaguely square shape. He clicked his pen awkwardly, nerves building in his chest.

Busted for no biology homework. You?

He crumpled it, his eyes darting around the room to see if the supervisor was watching. He wasn’t, as usual; he looked about as bored as Peter felt, and seemed to be watching Netflix on his laptop or something of the like. With minimal effort, Peter threw the little piece of paper and managed to get it to roll onto her desk.
She smiled to herself, looking up at him for a brief moment.
Wow. 

Made a model of a volcano. It may have exploded.

Peter looked over, laughter playing on his lips
“Seriously?” he mouthed.
She nodded, a look of disbelief on her face as she thought about the incident.

“(y/n)” the supervisor called, looking up with absolute neutrality plastered across his features “you can go whenever.”
She tapped her fingers on her desk awkwardly.
“I might stay here to study for a bit” she breathed. Peter detected a hint of an accent; her voice was every bit as lovely as he expected “it’s…quieter here than the cafeteria”.
The supervisor shrugged. “Suit yourself”.

(y/n) smiled to herself, wrinkling her nose as she tore off another note and tossed it to Peter.

So, who are you, other than the guy who doesn’t do his homework?

Peter swallowed.

Other than the guy who doesn’t do his homework, I’m Peter Parker. But I prefer the first one.

She laughed, and he felt his heart sing.

“Alright Peter, you’re good to go” the supervisor called out, yawning quietly. Peter stood up slowly, his chair sliding across the floor as he slung his backpack over his shoulder.
(y/n) stared at him, her notepad pressed to her chest.
Peter motioned towards the door, raising his brows nervously.
She nodded, swinging her hair back and throwing her bag on.
Peter felt his heart stutter awkwardly as he made it into the hallway, her footsteps directly behind him.

“I think that guy might have been the most chilled out detention supervisor I’ve ever seen” she laughed, stumbling awkwardly as she tripped over her laces slightly. Peter held out his hand to catch her elbow; the places where his fingers met her skin felt awkward and clammy. 
“Sorry. Clumsy” she breathed, grabbing at the straps of her backpack as they walked in tandem through the corridor.
“Oh, yeah, me too. I’m always…tripping over things. Y’know?” he stuttered, words leaving his mouth in a slush of anxiousness.
Oh my god.
“You’re good at the words thing” she teased, a half-smile tugging at her lips as her eyes lingered on his. Oh man.
“That’s what they say” Peter grinned, slowing his pace so that he didn’t get to his locker in a hurry. He wanted to spend longer just talking; he didn’t want it to end here.
“Well, this is me” she added, scratching the back of her head as she stopped by the doors to the chemistry labs “but it was great to meet you, Peter. I get the feeling it won’t be the last time”.
Peter felt the breath leave his lungs for a second, his face growing hot.
“Yeah, it was nice. I hope you…explode more volcanoes. So we can hang out.”
She grinned, awkwardly spinning on her heels “okay, great”.
“Great”.
And with that, she strode into class, glancing back just once as he waved slightly like an absolute moron.

“Tell me you got her number” Ned gasped, appearing behind Peter and breaking his trance “she’s amazing”.
Peter shoved Ned’s shoulder slightly, turning him to face the other way as they both walked down the hall.
“I’m working on it” he muttered.

So I accidentally deleted the ask + forgot who requested a scorpius+drarry barista AU with fluff I’m so SORRY (i’m an idiot) but here’s it anyway, enjoy i guess -


“Scorpius, you are not marrying Harry Potter.”

It was 8 am, and Draco Malfoy was tired. His son - whom he loved very dearly, mind - had decided that 5 am that morning was the perfect time to start hollering at his dad to wake up. And four singing games, one magical performance of floating toys and three filthy diapers later Draco was ready to get on his knees and beg for his well-deserved coffee.

That Harry happened to be the barista at his most frequently visited coffeeshop was a mere coincidence.

Really.

(No matter how many times Pansy had laughed at him for it. It wasn’t Draco’s fault that the Golden Boy made the most amazing lattes known to men.)

“Papaaaaaa,” Scorpius whined, kicking his feet in the air. He had an impressive pair of lungs for a three-year-old. “But I love him!”

An elderly woman standing in front of Draco in the queue send him a smile - as if Scorpius was being endearing instead of impossible.

“Hush, Scorp,” Draco said, bouncing his son up and down in his arms, trying to get him to focus on something else that wasn’t his undying love for the Boy Who Lived. “I’m sure he loves you too.”

Scorpius’ smile was blinding. “He do.”

“He does,” Draco corrected automatically.

When Scorpius took that as his que to continue yelling to everyone in the small muggle coffeeshop that he loved Harry Potter, Draco fought the urge to slam his head through the nearest window.

Merlin, he needed his coffee.

Finally, finally, finally the queue disappeared and Draco was standing at the counter.

Harry, his hair standing in every direction and his impossibly cocky smile shining wide, waved at them. “Morning Draco, Scorp.”

Scorpius, suddenly shy, waved back silently.

“Morning,” Draco quipped, and quickly bounced Scorpius to his right hip so he had his other hand free. “I want a cappu with two shots espresso -”

“Early morning?”

“- and a hot chocolate milk for this tough guy,” Draco continued, unable to keep the smile from his voice.

“Coming right up.” Harry slid over to the coffee-machine and got to work - so uncharacteristically elegant and smooth Draco couldn’t do much else but watch.

He’d seen Harry at it more times than he could count. The way he’d flip the milk carton in the air before pouring it into the can to heat up. How he’d turn around on the ball of his feet to get the coffee beans, how he’d wink at Scorpius when he was melting the chocolate almost magically fast.

Scorpius had made Harry his hero - not because he was the boy who lived, not because Harry had saved the wizarding world ten year ago - but just because of this. His elegance. His seemingly magical way of moving around as if he were floating.

And for a second, staring at his ex-rival, Draco wanted to agree with his son.

Faster than he wanted it to have been Harry had made their orders, slipping it over the counter towards them. “There you go,” Harry said, “oh, and Scorpius -”

“Yeah?” Scorpius said quickly, enthusiastically.

“I love you very much, too.”

Scorpius turned beet-red, and immediately hid his face into his father’s chest.

Harry, smiling from ear to ear, turned to Draco. His face was almost impossible to look at, and for a fleeting moment Draco felt his cheeks warm up. Was he blushing? Oh dear Merlin.

“How much do I owe you?” Draco quickly asked, trying to calm down.

“Nothing,” Harry said airily, “it’s on the house.”

Normally Draco would’ve complained but he needed to leave, now - because dear Merlin he couldn’t stop blushing why couldn’t he stop blushing - and he grabbed the two cups, thanked him, and rushed out as quickly as he could.

It wasn’t until they were outside, Scorpius walking in front of Draco and drinking his hot chocolate, that Draco noticed the little heart written beside his name on the cup.

So when Draco came back to the coffeeshop that next morning, he tried not to think of it like a coincidence. Nor the fact that the hearts on his cup seemed to grow in number every time he came back again.

So his son might not be marrying Harry Potter - but in time, he just might.

36″ x 48″ (M)

word count: 3.6k

genre: smut; idol!verse

pairing: reader/taehyung

warning(s)/kink(s): intercrural sex (thigh fucking) + dirty talk + come play + size kink (?)

a/n: the title is a joke about canvas size, that of which is a large size for one lmao

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New flat-mate

“You can’t! I’m going to unfriend you on Facebook if you make me do that!” Harry stopped dead in his tracks, flabbergasted by the fact that he’d just heard Draco Malfoy utter the phrase unfriend you on Facebook to Millicent, with whom he was apparently having a fight.

“Uhm, excuse me Malfoy, but do you even have Facebook?” Harry asked, his curiosity trumping the feeling that this was a private matter between (possible) ex-friends that he shouldn’t stick his nose into. Besides, millicent was Harry’s flatmate so he’d probably hear about the argument anyway, and as full-on auror he was higher ranked than Malfoy as assistant potioneer. Also he just really wanted to fucking know what the fuck was going on. 

“I obviously do not Potter, that’s the entire point of the fake threat.” Malfoy sighed as if Harry were the dumbest person he had ever met. Then he removed his thin framed glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Whatever, this business isn’t worthy of my time or my headache." 

"Are you drinking enough water then?” Millicent asked in a stern motherly tone, her arms crossed before her chest. 

“I swear to that bloody Jesus guy I will drown myself in the nearest bloody ocean if anyone asks me that again today.” Malfoy put a frustrated hand through his hair that stayed perfectly in shape despite, or maybe because, of that. “Yes, I drank enough water. And no, I am not backing down from my demands. See you tonight at seven and not a minute later." 

With the sharp sound of departing (damn fine looking) dragon hide boots Malfoy abruptly turned around and left. 

"What was that all about?” Harry asked perplexed, eying sadly how Malfoy’s rather fine ass disappeared behind a corner and a door. 

“My sister’s getting married and moving out of their shared flat.” Millicent smiled rather devilishly at Harry when she spoke her next words, making him take a step back. He’d seen her in battle during auror duty and frankly, the woman was just as terrifying as Molly Weasley was on a bad day. 

“And since Draco can’t afford the rent on his own because his father cut him off for living with a muggle, namely my sister, I offered him to move in with me, or us really. I was just telling him that he needs to do his own shoppings, which he hates because he can never contain himself and he’s afraid he’ll get fat." 

"Afraid he’ll get-” Harry stopped himself there, realising that he’d just missed the most vital piece of information Millicent had just given him. “Wait, what do you mean offered him to move in with us? I’m not living with Malfoy, I hate him!" 

"The way you keep staring at his ass and talk to him at parties, the ministry cafeteria, hallways, meetings and literally every goddamn time you lay eyes on him tells me something quite different.” Millicent gave him a smug smile.

“I- I-” Harry sputtered. “I do not stare at Malfoy’s ass!" 

"Yeah you do mate.” Seamus noted as he walked past.

“Every goddamn time Potter.” Angelina said, shaking her head while rolling her eyes. 

“It’s so obvious even I noticed!” Ron exclaimed from his desk on the other side of the room, by which time Harry had noticed that everyone in the auror Office was listening in on their conversation. 

“Just ask the guy out already, before one of us gets fed up and does it for you.” Kingsley almost ordered him as he walked by with his assistant Percy, who bloody well nodded along with him. Harry thought he might be having an aneurysm. 

Or he was going crazy. 

Or both.

“Anyhow, you heard him. He’ll be moving his stuff to our place at seven, don’t be late.” Millicent gave him a pat on his shoulder, an almost pitiful look on her face as she eyed their colleagues staring at them. “As for that date, the supermarket is as good a place to start as any and I have reasons to believe Draco won’t turn you down. Just don’t forget the silencing charms will you?”

Harry gaped at her while in the background his colleagues snickered and Ron banged his head on his desk.

Aneurysm.

He was most definitely having an aneurysm.


Quick reminder: Millicent is canon half-blood, and the sister in this fic is a half sister, which is why she’s muggle.

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Oooohhhh fuck can I just start off with they’re all really fucking attractive and pictures don’t do them justice? Like seriously pictures cannot contain how perfect they are.

Taeil: He’s super cute like really cute. His body is even cute. He’s like right in the middle not super tall but not short. When u look at his face u just wanna smile. Really smooth skin like u wanna rub it, it’s like after u shave ur legs. Has big puppy dog eyes like u finna get lost in them shits sis. His hair is very nice and looks healthy, his hair kinda looks weird sometimes in photos but it really suits him irl!!! Some girl got chosen for Doyoung and Taeil to sing a song to her and Taeil sang a Bruno mars song I’m sorry I really can’t remember what it’s called but you guys know that one Bruno mars love song. His English was PRECIOUS he has a very sweet sing song voice. Everyone melted when he sang the Bruno Mars song like GODDDD boy really can sing well!! He’s a super cute puppy flower boy, he gives off pretty boy vibes 🌸. He was smiling a smol cute little smile the whole time he was very precious and I just wanted to love him.

Taeyong: MY FUCKING BIAS. WOOOW HES SOOO ATTRACTIVE WAS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE??? I WAS IN THE RED CARPET TAKING PICS THEN HE CAME OUT AND I JUST I PUT MY PHONE DOWN AND STARED AT HIM I HAD TO EXPERIENCE HIS BEAUTY RIGHT THERE MY MOUTH GOT FUCKING DRY AT HIS BEAUTY. Super nice skin super cute lil sweet heart trying to please everyone fan interaction every time u turn around. When he dances he GETS INTO IT his hair flops all around it’s really adorable! He hits all his moves super sharp and it’s very pleasing to see. He had a solo before all the other boys came out and he KILT THAT SHIT everyone was in shock because it was so good. He was very nervous and I was like abt to cry bc that’s my baby and no. He was talking in English and messed up and he DID THE CUTEST SHIT EVER he just looked at the ground and started smiling and all the boys just patted his back everyone said “awww” tho so I hope that made him feel better. Really a perfectionist, tried his hardest to speak really good English, ohh boy his English voice is cuteeeeee. He kept taking his jacket off because he was gettin hot. Has nice arms, the boys weren’t lying ab those veins girl u can see them from miles away, he has nice hands too. He’s kinda like Taeil he’s not very tall he’s more on the shorter side but very nice thin pretty dancer body. He was so pretty?They had a little fan interaction wheel of fortune thingy and he kept doing all the little popular American dances he was gettin it in. On stage he’s got a very sexy idgaf vibe, but in reality he’s cute and quiet. A fan had the same hair color as him and when he walked by her he pointed to his hair and then hers and gave a thumbs up. In all he really works hard and you can tell he really cares for everyone especially his members, he’s very nervous but once he gets past that he’s super cute and wants to make sure fans have a good time. ALSO HES FUCKING GORGEOUS I CANT EXPLAIN.

Johnny: BIG HES BIG TALL LEAN BUT MUSCULAR BUILD HE’S THE EPITOME OF A MAN. Very tall, I was at his elbow. He was right next to me and I almost fainted he was so hot. He has these little patches that look like irritated or inflamed skin on his left cheek near his neck and under his jaw his makeup artists covered it really well tho so I really couldn’t tell. He has flawless pore less skin it looked really soft and dewy. His hair was actual sex, the pictures don’t do him justice he fucking ROCKS this hair and it makes him give off sexy vibes. When I told him I loved him he gave me the sweetest smile ever and ugh I melted. Very polite baby!! Asked how everyone in my isle was doing and waved to everyone! I can’t get over how nice his body was I just wanted him to wrap me up in his arms so badly they looked so strong, his body is actually pretty wide but he’s lean and muscular, like he could engulf you. Bless those stylists tho bc his clothes fit him really well and he looked very cute. He’s a precious pure baby in a big sexy man body, he was smiling the whole concert everyone was PIPING HIS HEAD YO. He was talking and it got quiet and he was asking the members to show something and asking the girl who got picked for the song to pick a singing member and a girl in my isle screamed “I pick you Johnny” and he couldn’t contain his smile and laughter like he was cracking tf up. Every time it got quiet I would scream Johnny along with 2-3 other people in my isle and he would smile SO BIG. He was really happy, lots of Johnny stans there. His legs are big and long, when he dances you can see how big they are, he was smirking the whole cherry bomb choreo bc everyone kept screaming his name. In all he was extremely extremely handsome I wasn’t ready I had no idea how handsome he was! He’s so underrated please love him he deserves it. He’s a cute shy baby with a sexy face and body like he would treat u so well I can just tell. I really wanna meet him again!

Win win: PRINCE OF FUCKING CHINA. Huge eyes like they’re half his face. Symmetrical face with very nice features. Sort of round face. Good hair, pretty doll lips. He’s sort of on the shorter side and he’s thin but not as thin as Taeyong. He was gettin hyped, there were a lot of win win stans with little signs and stuff. He didn’t speak any English but listened very intently when Mark and Johnny and the others spoke English, you can tell he really wants to learn. I feel like he’s a fast learner. Very articulate and energetic dancer, looks like he’s having the time of his life on stage. Laughs at anything the members say, he really loves them. I was wearing an nct banner on my shoulders and he pointed at it and gave a heart and I thought I died for a sec. He tries to make sure every fan can see him like when they were waving goodbye he took the longest and kept stopping to wave 😂. He’s a cute baby and sometimes it seems like he isn’t thinking about anything? He loves being on stage and dances amazing I was so impressed by him, the other members all dance very well too. He seems very innocent and sweet, he works very hard and does a very energetic stage. Really tho he’s so handsome like prince of China frfr.

Jaehyun: TALL BABY! HANDSOME BABY! PRETTY BABY! MUSCULAR BABY! He really is tall, almost as tall as Johnny. Definitely most muscular in NCT he has BIG arms, you can see through his clothes how defined he is. His voice is deep, like deeper than on the actual tracks. AMAZING LIVE Singer. He sang live the whole time and everyone was amazed. He’s actually very good at dancing!!! A real man!! The type of guy u wanna wife up. Shy but confident, very smiley and cute with his members. His hair is really nice I wanted to run my hands through it so bad. When he was in the isle with me he kept looking around and licking his lips 😫😫. He’s really built so well and his voice sounds like honey. Actual prince. You think he looks good in pictures? Well if you see him in real life your gonna be blown back by his handsomeness.
Actor like chiseled features, looks like his jawline will cut you. Big eyes, small face. He was very pale, but not extremely pale he was just very symmetrical and perfect looking, he looked like if you could create the perfect man. Overall he seemed like a cute reserved sweet heart, once again shockingly handsome and sexy but also very cute!

Doyoung: BEAGLE! THIS BOY IS TALL AND CUTE! THIS BOY IS BOYFRIEND MATERIAL! He has very circular big eyes, he’s pretty thin. Legs r long as fuck they look like they’re his whole body. Sweet high voice when he sings, he sings very well live. When he was singing to the girl i was shocked how nice his voice really was. Cute hair, it’s also kinda thin. He gives off cutesy boyfriend vibes. Aesthetic boyfriend. Model boyfriend. Very well spoken and articulate. Very chic! Once again he seems like a model or something. All his clothes looked like he was modeling them. Cute stage presence equally cute up close. He wasn’t shy at all he just walked down the isle I was like damn ok. He has this sort of happy but chic aura. This boy knows what he’s doing he’s very good. Overall I just wanna walk through ny with him and take aesthetic pictures, such a boyfriend oml.

Yuta: HANSOME! SMART! LIKE REALLY DAMN HANDSOME! He’s a bias wrecker, he damn near stole my heart. Sexy boy fr tho idk if he knows how sexy he is tho. Good dancer too. DEEP DEEP VOICE FUCKKKK. His Korean is really good too. He’s in the middle for height also. When he dances he thrusts his hips a lot. You know that part in the beginning of cherry bomb the “I’m the biggest hit” part? Boy was thrusting his hips super hard. Nice body, also kinda thin but somewhat muscular. Really attractive and handsome, it’s like he commands your attention and leaves you wanting more. More of a smirk than a smile on stage. Cocky and sexy on and off stage, off stage he’s a tiny bit more cute tho. Sexy without trying sort of dancing. Sweater paws the whole night! He wasn’t sweating super bad despite his million layers of clothes. Seems like the school bad boy. Major bad boy vibes. Watch out tho bc then he’ll do some cute shit and steal ur heart. Overall very sexy with a good stage presence, I feel like he’s very cocky but in a good way like it’s hot, MAJOR BIAS WRECKER.


Mark: SUPER CUTE SUNSHINE BABY TRYING HIS BEST HE WANTS TO PLEASE YOU HES A GIFT FROM GOD! When I tell you the cutest most sweetest lil baby ever I mean it. Little baby facial features with big round eyes. His voice is surprisingly deep in real life? Tries to give bad boy sexy vibes on stage but just ends up being a cutie. PROTECT HIM. He can dance very well I would say one of the best dancers. FULL OF ENERGY THE WHOLE NIGHT. His hair was all floppy and bouncing around it was so precious. He was getting down to the wheel of fortune song like he was actually dancing really well to the random tune. He’s just so super cute and smiley UGJ. He will brighten your day. He was nervous and kept stuttering in English and smiling at the floor it was cute. His English voice is so nice to hear it’s like the perfect tone it just sort of flows into you ears. Bouncing around the stage the whole night. TRYING HIS ABSOLUTE HARDEST AND BEST. Really hard worker. Sweating a bit but it was cute. Everything he does is cute. Overall I jut wanna protect him and watch him grow and get more popular, he’s really so lovable.

Haechan: AWWWWWWW CUTE LIL BABY BOY! SOOO EXCITED AB EVERYTHING! When he dances he also bounces around. SMOL! Heart piercing smile! SMIRKING THROUGH EVERY PERFORMANCE. It’s funny because he thinks he’s older than he is and it’s really cute. CUTE PRECIOUS BABY FAT I HOPE IT NEVR GOES AWAY. Sweet baby face and very interesting and melodic voice. I’m smiling while I write this y'all he was so cute in his little shorts. He was so fucking happy and excited just really super precious. He can dance really well too he killed his solo thingy. Really sweet baby you would never know how much of a trouble maker he was. He’s really the cutest lil thing and so excited he couldn’t contain it! God I just wanna protect him.

How To Get A Guy To Like You

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader
Summary:Sometimes, internet can be helpful with love problems.
Warnings: Swearing
Word Count: 2.441
A/N: Thank you so much for the notes on the imagine before this one, people! They make me so happy, and I hope you’ll like it too! Friendly reminder, I absolutely love feedback! :) 
Gif’s not mine!

Growing up as a hunter sure had its disadvantages. Aside from the constant danger, being overall socially awkward due to not having time to get to know people, and always having to be on alert, you also made your peace with having to accept you didn’t know everything, especially when it came to humans, but you knew that you had to look for help when you needed it.

“Sam, I need help.”

Sam’s head shot up and he put the book down, sitting up straight almost immediately, “Sure. Are you in trouble?”

You cleared your throat as you sat down across him, and his eyes searched yours,

“Is this about Lucifer?”

“No-“

“Angels?”

“No-“

“Is it-“

“How do I get a guy to like me?”

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