and yes anon here you go

anonymous asked:

I give. Is FFXV actually a good game to play or is it just that the cast is really hot?

I’m going to give you kind of a non-answer here, Anon.  I can’t comment on the gameplay specifically because I have not actually played it – I watched it all on youtube.

But, that said, it’s not just that they’re hot.  For me, at least, the worldbuilding and story are really compelling, and the characters are really compelling, and the whole thing just gives me a whole lot of feels?  So like, yes, they’re hot, but that on its own is not enough to get me anywhere near as into something as I am into this.

(FWIW from the LPs I’ve seen, the players seem to be enjoying playing it, so it’s probably a good game to play?  Perhaps my followers can weigh in here.)

Say cheese~! ✌

This website is a perfect example of why we as a society progress so slowly. It’s always “us vs them”. You’re either the worst person on earth or a perfect angel. That isn’t how the world works. Yes there are true monsters in the world but coming on here you’d think every person who’s ever done anything that might even be considered slightly wrong is a terrible demon. People sending my friend anon hate because Ewan Mcgregor didn’t make a strong enough public statement against Weinstein for their liking. People saying anyone who bought a ticket to one of the x-men movies directed by Bryan Singer supports pedophilia. People going back to interviews from 3, 6, 10 years ago to find something they can twist to be a reason enough to hate someone. I’m tired. I’m so very tired of all the of damning anyone who doesn’t fit into a purity that doesn’t exist.

anonymous asked:

Do you have any examples of Misha crushing on Jensen? Jensen always acts like he's keeping his attraction to Misha a secret, but usually Misha is so unashamed in his warmth and affection and fondness to Jensen. So is there any examples of Misha losing his cool?

yes here are some examples:

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btw jensen is not keeping his attraction to misha a secret anymore

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anonymous asked:

Have you seen my suneater son. He looks adorable. Also Deku made me cry.. WHY

!!!!! I’ll be really honest here anon I currently have a lot of feelings and 90% of them are about Amajiki picking Kirishima it’s everything I didn’t know I needed in my life thank you Horikoshi I owe you

anonymous asked:

Could you write something about how Yuuri is NOT selfish? (I am so TIRED :/.)

So am I!

Where did this perception even come from and why did it get so popular? Was it this?

Episode 12 ruins everything once again.

Ok putting aside my feelings on how lacking I find the writing in this episode, let’s delve into this. He should have talked properly to Victor here, yes. But he’s choosing to retire for an entirely selfless reason. Victor perceives it as selfishness because he doesn’t know what’s going on (and because Yuuri could have gone about his announcement better tbh). Even then, Victor says he didn’t expect Yuuri to be selfish! The person who has been living with Yuuri 24/7 for eight months never expected him to be selfish

Let’s also remember the reason Yuuri wants to retire at this point specifically is because he feels like he is hurting Victor and holding him back. 

Let me repeat that.

Yuuri was willing to sacrifice his career, his dream, and the thing he loves doing the most in the world, for Victor’s sake.

Another shining moment of Yuuri “dangerously selfless” Katsuki was this.

Yuuri doesn’t hesitate for even a second to tell Victor to go back to Japan and be with Makkachin. Yuuri is well aware of how it will be without Victor, he’s putting himself at a disadvantage in a decisive competition because he loves Victor and cares about his feelings above all else, including himself. There was nothing that could be done for Makkachin by either of them, Victor leaving actually changes nothing about Makkachin’s situation, but Yuuri still wants him to go because it means something for Victor and because Yuuri doesn’t want Victor to go through the same pain and regret he went through with Vicchan.

Other moments of Yuuri demonstrating he’s not a selfish or petty person include:

  • His entire relationship with Yurio, who, might I remind you, treats Yuuri terribly for most of the series, and yet Yuuri continuously supports him, admires him, and sincerely cheers for him
  • Feeling guilty over coming home during a busy time
  • Feeling guilty over not keeping in touch with his friends
  • Being afraid to contact that conservatory student because he’s afraid he hurt her feelings for not using her music
  • Being afraid to contact Celestino because he feels he wronged him
  • Feeling like a burden to everyone around him
  • Feeling like a burden to the sport of figure skating itself
  • Sincerely cheering for Chris, who was also kind of a jerk to Yuuri 
  • Admiring and empathising with JJ during his breakdown
  • What he chose for his season’s theme and why

A lot of Yuuri’s actions that people point out as selfish are motivated by anxiety, crippling guilt and low-self confidence and self-esteem. He is his own antagonist. A very simple and straight-forward example of this is episode 4.

Yuuri has an outburst in front of Victor and panics, and consequently starts avoiding him because he’s terrified of showing emotional vulnerability and what he perceives to be weakness to people, as he explains later at the beach. Obviously, Victor is not happy that Yuuri is avoiding him, but I feel that people tend to miss/ignore how Yuuri’s actions were making him feel.

If anything, Yuuri isn’t selfish enough. As I wrote before, a huge part of Yuuri’s character arc is about him learning to express and pursue his desires. This is present in many parts of his narrative, from the thematically significant assignment of Eros, to Yuuri admitting to himself for the first time that he wanted to win gold at last year’s GPF, to realising that he’s not a burden to others and doesn’t have to fight his battles alone nor does he have to push people away, to learning that he is “enough”.

You can’t accuse a character of being selfish when a huge part of that character’s arc is for him to learn that he’s allowed to want things for himself and that he is deserving of the things and people he loves! 

sleepover - boyfriend!tom

-so the first time tom stays overnight at your apartment is very casual/unplanned tbh

-it’s before you guys are anything super serious. you’ve hung out/hooked up a few times and send flirty texts here and there, but you’ve never been in the same place for an extended period so you’re not officially dating or anything

-tom is busy with work stuff all day, so he has to meet you at the gallery, and you wait outside so that he’s not looking all over for you

-you see him looking fiiiiine as hell from down the block, and he’s looking for you, but doesn’t see you until he’s like right in front of you, and he kinda does a double take at you in your bomb ass dress slaying

-he gets a big smile on his face and says hello and pulls you in for a hug and kisses you on the cheek ~very English-like~

-you guys go in the gallery and walk around catching up and flirting and laughing and paying way more attention to each other than the paintings

-you make the necessary stop to say hello to your friend whose art it is, and she’s like “and who are you?” to tom and you’re like “oh, this is my— tom.” and tom just kinda stifles a laugh and compliments her work

-after a little over an hour at the gallery, you’re like “so….my place?” and you guys walk the few blocks back to your apartment, which he’s been to once or twice before but never for too long

-when you get up to your apartment, you kick off your heels and are hanging up your jacket and when you come back from the closet, tom’s already taken his suit jacket and tie off and is rolling up the sleeves of his button-up and you’re like damn

-you two sit & chill on the couch for a while and talk about what’s happening in your lives and about how school is going for you and about your families and about how crazy his life is getting. he says that you always make him feel more normal which gives you some real life heart eyes

-and the whole time you’re on the couch, you’re both kinda scooching closer and eventually your legs end up across his lap and he’s just gently running his fingers over your calves while you talk

-then your roommate comes home and is chilling in the kitchen so you move to your room

-as soon as you’re in the room you’re like “I need to get this dress off” and young tom is making MOVES he’s unzipping your dress and kissing your shoulder and your neck and you’re unbuttoning his shirt and then his pants and bada bing bada boom

-you have gr8 sexual chemistry what can I say

-lots of post-sex kissing and like in a really intimate way like definitely more coupley than you’ve ever been with him, and you’re not sure what to think about it, but you’re highkey into it

-and then you’re just snuggling there for a while and he’s stroking your hair and you’re both just gettin really cozy in your bed

-then tom’s like “should I go before you fall asleep on me?”

-and you say “mmmm…no” just nuzzling your face into his shoulder/neck and he laughs and says “mkay” & then you both fall asleep shortly after

-the next morning tom has to wake up super early to go back to his hotel and get his stuff and then go to the airport to catch his flight so an alarm goes off at the crack of dawn and you groan

-tom carefully slides out from your arms and quickly puts his clothes from last night back on

-you’re half asleep watching him button up his shirt and are like “where are you going?” and he’s like “London” and you lift your head and look at the clock and then give him a sleepy pout

-he responds by crawling back on the bed for a second to kiss you, murmuring “sorry” between kisses and he goes to pull away but you pull him back by the top still-unbuttoned part of his shirt for a few more

-and when he finally stands up because he really has to go you ask “are we gonna talk about this?” and he’s like “yes. as soon as I land”

-he gives you one more kiss and is like “I’ll see you soon” and you jokingly say “sure you can fit me in your schedule?” and he deadass says “I’ll make sure I can”

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hi hi hi @anon who requested the story of the first time tom sleeps at his SO’s place HERE IT IS

we hope y’all like learning more about the backstory of their relationship :)

xoxo, L&A

Home Run (M)

Anonymous said to oppamansae:

“I still cannot get baseball jungkook damn that was amazingly HOT ! God damn ! Baseball jungkook X Cheerleader Reader ?! <3 Smutttttttttt~~~~~ with a fluff ? XD - ok im still imagining baseball player jungkook *heart eyes*”

Yeah as shitty as the title is, I can’t think of anything else. BUT YES HERE YOU GO BEAUTIFUL ANON. BASEBALL PLAYER ROOKIE JUNGKOOKIE. 2,036 Words

Pairing: Baseball player! Jeon Jungkook x Cheerleader! Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Baseballer au!

Warnings: (slight)fingering, riding, JEON JUNGKOOK

Originally posted by mayfifolle

“And Jeon Jungkook is getting ready to take the next ball. One more home run, and this came is over. All the plates are empty – will he be able to make it?”

The entire arena cheered his name along with the cheerleading squad which belonged to the team containing the star baseball players of Korea, BTS. Not only were their visuals amazing, but they were all-stars, especially the main batsmen, Jeon Jungkook. 

“Takada Naoki is getting ready to bowl, and–” There was a thunderous ‘bang’ which irrupted from the bat of the brunet. “Amazing hit!!”

The crowd went wild as the player immediately dashed off the home plate. You cheered from your stage along with your group of girls – maybe you weren’t the main cheerleader, but you tried your best, kicking and waving your white and blue pom-poms from your position on the side.

“Jungkook! Jungkook!” 

The entire stadium chanted as he made it to third base, the Japanese team finally getting the ball, ready to pass it to the keeper. All the cheering stopped for a moment as soon as the ball was in the air, breaths being held in anticipation. The male soon slipped into home base as the ball was caught, the referee bringing the whistle to his lips.

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Confessions

a bitch neeeeeeds some soft peter action 🤧 i was thinking of something like sitting on peters lap and making out with him and him holding you close and leading to something more ? -Anon

Summary: A study date turn… date?

Requested: Yes

Word Count: 3k+

Note: Thanks for the request! It’s a lil different but it’s going to be a two part series if ya’ll want it to be! Thanks for the request! Be sure to send them through here loveliess

Warning(s)?: fLUFF and A LiL SmUtTTTT, swearing (like come on when is there no swearing?)

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Originally posted by dailytomholland

A/N: This gif is a pure blessinggg :))))

Part 2

Confessions

You walked down the hallway making your way to your locker. Putting in your combinations, you opened the locker and traded your english book for your physic books. Sighing, you slowly begin to shut the locker, knowing that this period was going to be quite long and boring. You didn’t mind school really knowing it had to be done but you always had one trouble with subject… physics. You were currently sitting on a failing grade and you needed to make it up on your mid terms.

You glanced to your side to students begin to pile into the classrooms. You turned around and walked away from your locker, making your way to your physics class. Unfortunately you didn’t really share this class with anyone you knew… except him.

You have been developing some… feelings for a certain brown haired, brown eyed boy who always sat at the back of the class. He was very quiet, always completing his work, almost getting perfect grades on every test. You envied him in a lot of ways. You thought… How could someone be so… attractive and smart? It’s got to be illegal.

“Miss Y/L/N Your gonna stand there for the rest of the period?” Your physics teacher, Mr West states with distaste. You never got along with him, then again no one did. He was just one of those teachers.

“Maybe..” You mumble nervously, glancing around the classroom to notice pretty much all the seat have been filled. This class didn’t have a seating plan so it was first in best dressed.

The Teacher sighed.

“Take a seat before I decide to also fail you in behaviour” He teacher-threatened. You gulped nervously as a few snickers went around in the classroom. You weren’t a so called geek but you weren’t exactly popular either. You were in the middle, unnoticed, that’s how you liked it.

You ducked your head shamefully and moved to the back of the class, noticing a empty chair. You put your books and pencil case down on the bench before popping onto the stool. You let out a frustrated sigh, great… now the whole class knows your failing Physics…

You let out a tired groaned and rested your head against you arms. You notice Mr West begin with his lesson, going on about Newton’s Law and what not… to be honest you weren’t really interested. You were perfectly happily with getting an hour of much needed sleep in before heading home. Fortunately Physics was the last period for the day. Well this was until you felt a small nudge bump your elbow gently. You didn’t bother lifting your head, not really in the mood to communicate with your table partner. Not that you had a chance to look at who it was seeing you kept your head down when you walked over to the spare seat.

The next thing you heard was someone softly clearing their throat. You lifted your head slightly, thinking maybe your table partner was signalling that the teacher had noticed your lack of attention. You glanced up to see Mr West to engrossed with writing on the bored the activity he sat out to notice you had spaced… again. You debated about getting some sleep then decided against it. You rested your chin on your arms instead, wanting the class to be over as soon as possible.

You realised you were being rude to whoever was next to you but you were too tired to care.

“That’s… wrong” you heard someone mumble from beside you. You sat back up straight, glancing up to the board to see what was on it.

Finally you turned to see who was sitting next to you.

Your eyes widened in shock. It was… him.

You practically choked and swiftly turned back around to face the front as he turned to face you.

“W-w-hat’s w-wrong” You stuttered out, attempting to do some small talk. The whole time you could feel your hands begin to shake with nerves, you pulled your sweater past your wrists to cover them.

“It’s supposed to be speed over time not time over speed” He stated, clearly engrossed in his work. You took a glance to the side to see he wasn’t looking at you anymore. Your eyes adverted to his books, seeing his neat calculations mapped out.

You hadn’t realised you leaned closer, his hand writing small so it was a bit hard to read.

You felt warmth begin to crawl up into your cheeks as you realised what you were doing.

“Sorry” You quickly muttered apologetically before leaning back, opening up your book and began getting your utensils out. He probably thought you were looking at how to cheat off of him.

But you were wrong.

He has literally dreamed about you being close to him… so much so they have turned into fantasies.

You began writing down the stuff that was on the board into your notebook. Your eyes scrunching in confusion from time to time when you didn’t understand what it was you were writing.

“D-do you need some h-h-help?” You heard him ask nervously from beside you. You didn’t bother glancing up at him so you slowly nod your head.

He leaned over, glancing at your book to see what you were stuck on. Now it was your turn to feel the butterflies in your stomach to explode at the close proximity of the both of you. Why haven’t you done this earlier? This isn’t so bad…

“Easy…” He began to trail off, then glanced up towards you. He didn’t seem to notice how close the two of you were but little did you know he did, in fact, he did it deliberately. Loving the fact that he could hear your heart speed up when he did so. He smiled to himself, realising he has an effect on you.

“Distance over…” You began, now adverting your gaze from his and back to your book, willingly the butterflies in your stomach to stop.

“Time?” You question, not really sure. You notice a ghost of a smile cross his lips… gosh his lips.. how pink and-

“Close but no…” He said. You glanced up at him confused. He looked at you then towards the pen that was in your hand. He looked back up and raised his eyebrows? What?

Before you knew it he reached for your hand and pulled your pen slowly and delicately out of your hand, beginning to do some of the working out… showing you how it wasn’t time but in fact speed.

You could of sworn you heard your heart drop to the pit of your stomach.

“Sorry” he said bashfully soon as he realised what he had done. His cheeks began to redden as he put your pen down, turning back to his own work, leaning away.

“It’s okay…” You wanted to ask badly.. mainly cause you needed to pick up your grade otherwise your parents would literally murder you… but… the selfish part of you just wanted to spend more time with him, and as much time as you could get.

“You don’t happen to…” You began, not really sure how to state it. He looked up to you.

“Could you maybe help me with- umm…” You began to get distracted as you were starting to get lost in his eyes. He seemed to pick up were you were going with the sentence anyways and began to smile from ear to ear, nodding his head so fast you thought it was bound to fall off.

“Yeah of course! I mean um-… Yeah I could do that” He began excitedly then tried playing it off. You softly laughed, enjoying his dorky side that has finally made an appearance. To be honest that was what drew you in in the first place.

“Cool” you tried to respond casually… feeling the beating of your heart increase.

And so did his.

~That afternoon

You guys talked some more during Physics, seeing as the teacher didn’t really seem to notice. It was finally feeling less awkward by the time the bell rang, almost feeling like you and Peter were already friends. You guys left the building together, deciding to go to Peter’s to study. He stated his Aunt May was at work and wouldn’t be back till 6.

You guys walked to his apartment block, got into the elevator and into his apartment. He asked if you wanted anything to eat and drink and you politely declined. You decide to have a little squiz around the apartment. You stumbled upon some pictures that were across the shelf above the tv.

“Aww is this you?” You cooed, reaching for the picture frame noticing it was a very tiny Peter Parker with a toothless grin, his cheeks covered in what seemed to be birthday cake. You heard footsteps rush over and felt the picture frame being taking from you. You turned to see Peter’s face was bright red in embarrassment. You started feeling a little guilty.

“You were cute” You state without realising the words have actually left your mouth on their own accord. He turned to you and you saw a playful smirk on his face.

“Were?” He questioned. You gasped lightly, not knowing where this playful side of Peter was coming from… but you didn’t deny that it was definitely a turn on.

“Okay maybe your still a little cute” You say with a laugh. He joins.

“Umm we can study in my room?” he asks you. You turn to him and raise your eyebrows. His eyes widen in shock at what he had just suggested and he quickly began to shake his head.

“No- no I didn’t mean it like that… well literally I did- but not like that I meant to s-s-study” he tumbled over his words obviously flustered. You couldn’t help but to laugh at his awkwardness.

Wait… why was he nervous? He only tumbled over his words when he was nervous.

“It’s fine, wherever is fine”

~Couple hours later

You guys had decided to study in his room, leaving the door open seeing no one was in the apartment. You guys had spent the past few hours on his bed, you laying down on your belly, your legs across his lap and his book on top of your legs.

“I’m done” you state exhausted, you could feel your brain about to explode. You guys had been studying together, him helping you out whenever you got stuck.

You hadn’t really realised you were laying over him, too engrossed in your work to notice that the warmth was actually peter and not his blanket.

You closed your book with a huff and began to sat up, going backwards. Peter quickly removed his books from on top of your legs, just noticing you were beginning to move. He took a sharp breath as you began sitting up.

He shook his head… willing the thoughts to go away. Your foot had slipped on one of his books and you slipped, your legs managing to get on either side of Peter’s wait, you practically straddling his lap. He leaned his against the wall and closed his eyes.

Thinking you hurt him you wiggled slightly, not knowing that you were actually making things worse.

Second Person??# (writing style)

You guys made your way into the bedroom, going over to the bed sitting on opposite sides from each other. It wasn’t till about halfway through when Y/N began to move, growing uncomfortable with the way she was sitting. She rolled over onto her belly and stretched her legs as she continued reading her page, not really paying attention to what she as doing. Peter lifted his book as her feet came up to rest on his legs. He didn’t mind.

It wasn’t until you moved slightly that you caught his attention. You were too focused on your book, writing answers down here and there to notice your skirt has slightly risen against your stocking covered legs. Peter noticed and he swore his heart had stopped and time stood still. He couldn’t help but to stare… he never noticed how round your ass was. He quickly shook his head, realising what he was doing was so beyond inappropriate and went back to his work.

But every once in a while he would catch himself glancing over to your direction, noticing you still hadn’t adjusted your skirt. He began to wonder if you were doing the deliberately, tempting him with… you.

He began to have thoughts race through his mind, mainly images of your legs wrapped around his legs as he pounded senselessly into you, or your legs around his shoulder as he ate you out. Even ones where he imagines you going down on him, seeing your ass stick out as you sat on your knees. He almost sighed in content at the thought.

Stop it, stop thinking like this…

You lifted your bum slightly, wiggling it to the side to get even more comfortable, you legs moving as well, lightly brushing past his crotch without realising.

He noticed this movement seeing as he’s been more attention to you rather than his homework for the past half and hour. It was torture for him. Trying to think of literally anything but you.

He knew he would have to excuse himself soon to go to the bathroom to take care of his situation. He would have to cover up somehow, making sure you didn’t see his growing bulge. He blamed teenage hormones but he knew it was more than that…

You began to sit up just as he put his books down, ready to head off into the bathroom hoping to get rid off his uncomfortable hard on.

He stopped moving and saw you begin to sit up. He gulped nervously, hoping you wouldn’t glance over in his direction as you did so. She seemed to notice the position they were in hurried her pace, her leg slipping on the books beside me causing her to fall onto my lap, literally.

He felt you literally on him and inhaled sharply, resting his head back against the wall with his eyes clenched shut. Fuck she really had to decide to move right now? How the hell was he going to get you off of him without making it too noticeable.

She began to wriggle slightly, her waist absentmindly coming into contact with his. You were testing his patience that was for sure. He couldn’t help but to let you keep wriggling, enjoying the feeling too much of you pressed up against him. It was so wrong but it felt so right.

Being lost in a trance he kept his eyes shut, just noticing the weight off you beginning to get off of him.

Without thinking his hands shot out to your waist, pulling you back down on top of him. He needed some sort of friction and he needed it now.

You let out a gasp as his eyes were still shut, noticing the veins in his neck beginning to stick out slightly. He gently and slowly rocked you hips against his, letting himself feel you completely letting out a sigh in pleasure.

You didn’t really know what was going on till you felt him. You suppressed the urge to moan yourself, already feeling your panties begin to moisten at the friction.

He couldn’t help but to rock your hips again, this time his fingers digging deeper into your waist turning you on even more. You couldn’t help but to stare at him as he did this, totally lost in the moment. He lifted his head from the wall and leaned forward against you, resting his head into the crook of your neck, his eyes still shut, too entranced in the feeling of you on him.

He rocked your hips one more time, this one harsher. You could feel his bulge basically go between you clothed folds, hearing your wetness rub against his jeans. You couldn’t hold it back anymore.

You moaned.

He immediately stilled, just realising what it was he had been doing. His face went bright red and he leant away from you ashamed of taking advantage of you like that. He kept a hold of your waist, lifting you up off of him. Without thinking you stilled his movements, craving more and more of his touch. You body felt like it was being ignited and as much as you hated to admit it you needed more. Alot more.

You grabbed one of his hands from his waist and brought it down to your thigh, your hand wrapped around his wrist. He was confused at first, not getting what you were doing. You glanced down to him, locking eye contact noticing a bunch of emotions swirling through his brown orbs which had slightly darken. You were scared, you could feel your heartbeat sore through your chest. But without second guessing yourself you brought his hand under your skirt. His eyes widen slightly.

You put his hand where you needed it most. Against your covered core, pressing his hand gently against it, feeling you panties begin to pool with wetness again at the new sensation. You bit your lip, holding back a moan as you looked into his eyes for a reaction.

‘Holy fuck“ He muttered under his breath, feeling your panties practically soaked with your juices and core lightly throbbing. You noticed his tent in his trousers grow even bigger, the jeans looking like they were cutting off circulation.

He couldn’t help but to think that was the hottest thing in the whole entire world. Enjoying the feeling of how turned on he made you he decide to play around the his fingers a little, lightly pressing his thumb against you. He did it again harder, causing your eyes to roll in the back of your head as you let out another moan.

’'Do it again” You whispered… totally entranced on the was making your body feel with the simplest touch. The butterflies that were in your stomach now tripled.

Fuck… I want you so badly..” He moaned out, licking his lips as he listened to your wetness make a sound against his hand turning him on even more.

“Want…me?” You asked, not really getting it.

“Every inch of you…” He leaned up to whisper into your ear. He brought his hand away from your clothed core and you sighed at the loss of contact.

“I want your mouth…” He whispered huskily, snaking his arms around your waist pulling you closer towards him, his bottom lip lightly dragging against your neck, his warm breath fanning your neck causing your heart to melt.

“Your hands…” He continues, his hands moving away from your waist to trail over your arms, reaching for your hands to intertwine them.

“Your heart…” You felt your stomach drop. You stilled without realising. How could it be with just two words your affection for him has doubled?

“W-w-what” you stuttered out, pulling away slightly not believing that any of this was even real. He rested his forehead against yours, hearing both your erratic heart beats.

He brought his hand up to cup your cheek. You opened your eyes to see him clench and unclench his jaw, seeming to be deep in thought. You couldn’t help but to stare up at him with love filled eyes. Wanting him to say the words you have being dying to here.

“It’s only fair seeing you stole mine” He says softly, returning your loving gaze with his own. You couldn’t help but to feel you breath hitch in your throat at his words. You stole his…

You wanted to cry out of happiness, you heart seeming to beat faster feeling like it was about to burst out of your chest.

You felt the air in the room change. It felt warmer. He held your gaze as you opened and closed your mouth a few times, not really knowing what to say. You couldn’t concentrate properly. Your mind was to blurry, flooding with Dopamine. You licked your lips, feeling them begin to dry up. His eyes followed this movement, wanting to so badly feel them against his own but he was scared. He felt vulnerable, he has just opened up everything to you without realising and wasn’t sure how you were going to take it.

You guys were so entranced you hadn’t notice the front door opening and closing. You guys just locked gazes with each other.

“Please… say something” He begged sounding vulnerable. You guys were quickly snapped out of your moment by the sound of Aunt May calling out Peter’s name.

“Shit” he quickly muttered, lifting you up by your waist, playing you beside him on the bed. He got up off of his bed and readjusted his jeans, his bulge beginning to go down a bit. You couldn’t help but to watch with a smile, biting your lip as he went out to greet his Aunt.

“She’s here!?” You heard his Aunt ask excitedly. What?

You heard some shushing and hushed whispers but you were too far to make out what they were.

“Have you told her how you feel yet?” this one you heard though you think it was deliberate seeing it was pretty loud.

May!”

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A/N: Sorry this was a bit different to the request Anon! But Part two will be filled with lots of fluff and maybe some more smut???

Spread Your Legs For Me C.H

Originally posted by bri3395

warning: smut

word count: 1400+

summary: Calum fingers you while driving

requested?: yes, hope you liked it anon :)) I hope you guys are ready because we have a week full of smut coming out, tomorrow, wednesday and hopefully thursday so get ready. 

this turned out a bit eh but i think it’s alright, also IM OPENING REQUESTS AGAIN YAY

so now song requests and full requests, fluff or smut are open again so go nuts on anon or not on anon, whichever you prefer :))

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Inside Raynham Hall, home of Robert Townsend. Summer 2017.

single dad , boxer!tom ♡ head canon

Summary: the biggest surprise of his life turned out to be the biggest miracle

Requested?: anon said: “since we aLL LOVED CEO!TOM AS A SINGLE DAD HEAD CANNONS, CAN YOU DO THE SAME WITH YOUR OWN TWIST WITH BOXER!TOM PLEASE?” HELL YES HERE WE GO 

WC: 2238

Warnings: Some language

Author’s Note: i went a bit over board, part 2, anyone? feedback is always welcome 


  • Amelia had taken over Tom’s world completely from the moment she landed on his doorstep at a young age of 2 with nothing but a note and a birth certificate
  • Tom was quite surprised to open his apartment door one morning on the way out to training only to find a small girl with wide eyes looking up at him
    • Oddly enough he was thrown off guard by the fact it felt like looking into a much smaller mirror
  • He wasn’t sure how long she had been there and tried to talk to her
  • She had looked down at her shoes, not engaging in much conversation with him
  • “Are you lost, darling?”
  • She’d shake her little head
  • “Mom said stay here”
  • And her small voice would squeak out a barely coherent sentence, making Tom squat down to her level
    • “Where’s your mum?”
    • “She left”
  • Poor Tom would have been so confused
  • He’d set down his gym bag and focus all of his attention on helping this “lost little girl”
  • Amelia wore a backpack on her frail shoulders, so Tom had thought maybe he could find some contact information in there
  • “Can I please see your backpack? It’s quite pretty!”
  • She’d perk up at his compliment and take it off of her shoulders, now excited to show him every feature of it
  • Tom couldn’t help but smile softly at the little girl who was rather excited to show off her backpack, as he found it quite adorable
  • He agreed to let her to unzip it, revealing a stash of clothing and a few papers tucked away
  • “May I see those papers, please?”
  • His voice would switch to a much gentler tone, hoping to coax her into allowing him to see if there was any useful information as to help her find her mum 
  • The soft brunette curls atop her head bounced slightly as she nodded, eager to share with Tom
  • He pulled the papers out and unfolded them, only to find a birth certificate accompanied by a multi-page letter
  • Curiosity coursed through him and he opted to read the birth certificate first
  • He smoothed out the paper as his eyes scanned the document
  • “So, your name is Amelia Grace Holl-”
  • His eyes would go tremendously wide
    • It would kind of click now after taking in her much similar appearance to him
  • She stared up at him with her eyes that now held a whole new meaning
  • He sat on the ground, Amelia copying his actions clumsily
  • She watched him intently as he reviewed the letter that was in his hands
  • He didn’t even remember her mother fully, a one night stand he was sure happened after a victory for a successful boxing match or something to that effect
  • He let out a heavy sigh, Amelia mimicking him
  • His heart warmed, for the first time in a very long time, as she giggled after copying him

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College Headcanons

-Dorms being separated by dynamic. Alphas are always roomed with a Beta whereas an Omega could be roomed with a Beta or another Omega

-Unlike in high school, Alphas and Omegas are allowed to take whatever classes they want and make plans to pursue whatever career they want without anybody correcting them and trying to convince them to stick to things more suited to their dynamic

-A lot of Omegas are greatly criticized for attending college instead of finding an Alpha and starting a family

-If an Alpha is unmated and in college they are highly sought after, an unmated Beta in college is also pretty common, but if you are an unmated Omega in college people will wonder what is wrong with you to where no Alpha has wanted to claim you yet

-Family housing for mated couples or single parents. An unmated Alpha trying to get through college with a kid is seen as the Alpha being a responsible and hardworking parent, whereas being an unmated Omega trying to get through college with a kid is seen as the Omega being selfish and a bad mother

-College is generally when people start feeling more free to get into same dynamic relationships or relationships with more than two people. Its not uncommon to see two Omegas making out or an Omega walking around holding the hands of two Alphas instead of one

-Omegas very dedicated to their education tend to over use heat suppressants to avoid missing classes and tests or losing time that could be spent studying

-An Alpha/Omega couple that have been together since high school and the Alpha relentlessly trying to convince the Omega that they should finally spend a heat together and officially become mates and eventually the Omega is just, “Okay fine, but if you get me pregnant before I graduate I swear to god I will spend the first three months vomiting on everything you love”

-An Alpha and Omega attending colleges really far away from each other so they send little gifts and long letters to each other. Before the Omega’s heats if they are unable to be together, the Alpha will thoroughly scent a couple blankets and send them to the Omega for their nest. The Omega keeping the Alpha on the phone or on a video call so the Alpha can help them through their heats despite not being there. When the Alpha is in class or otherwise unavailable, the Omega will spend their time sending naughty pictures and videos in an attempt to lure their mate back faster, and the Alpha doesn’t mind at all…until they accidentally open a video in middle of class at full volume…

-An Alpha and Omega reminiscing on how they first met in college and the Alpha being all, “I remember seeing you for the first time and being completely blown away by your beauty.” and the Omega is just, “I was wearing coffee stained pokemon pajamas, going on three days of no sleep, screaming at a wall in the library at 4 AM because I accidentally deleted the paper I was working on and I ran out of gummi bears.” and the Alpha just grins, “Yes, simply breath taking…”

All For Show Part Four

Pair : Steve Rogers x Reader8. You ask your best friend to pretend to be your boyfriend for your sisters couples dinner party. Requested by anon. Warning : Language?

Word Count : 1,059

A/N : Next few parts are going to be a little roller coaster and yes, I might be basing off Steve and the Reader on Danny x Riley/Archie x Betty 

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Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain


You sat at your favorite booth in the corner of Buds Restaurant. It was one of your favorites in town, and a place you would go to meet him.

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Daddy A.I

Originally posted by chanelhood

warning: smut smut smut smut smut

word count: 2800+

summary: y/n teases daddy in public and he isn’t too happy about it

requested?: yes, I hope you liked it Anon, I tried to make it as smutty as I could and for the most part I think this would have to be the most smutty smut I’ve written. My requests are open and I respond to all, I usually get smut up a few days after the requests go through ;)

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I bit my lip as I looked at Ashton, jaw clenched and teeth gritted. I knew he was angry, you could see it on his face but I didn’t care, I wanted him to be angry, no I wanted him to be livid. 

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