because he looks gorgeous

Losing your virginity to Peter Parker would include..

- excuse the gif but it fits because homeboy is a whole ass NERD LMFAO

- anyways

- it happens at the absolute best moment when the both of you are ready

- peter being an absolute angel about it

- but also super duper nervous 

- not gonna lie he probably watched some porn beforehand

- ‘there’s no way i’m doing that’

- still has no idea what to do

- buying like 3 boxes of condoms because he didn’t know what size to buy (stay safe, kids!)

- literally wanting to die at the register, nearly runs out of the shop afterwards

- being the one that kisses him first, your heart jumping when you hear him moan and melt into your touch

- he’s in awe of your body 

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ethereal;
extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world.

look i’m always imagining how lance and keith’s first kiss might happen because it could go a MiLLiON different ways? 

  • they’re sitting on the couch having a staring contest and it’s already been a minute but keith doesn’t even look close to blinking, and lance is just like “fuck it” because he looks gorgeous and amazing and stupid with his wide eyes and eyebrows practically in his hair trying to not blink
    • keith has his hands pressed lightly to lance’s chest to keep him from getting too close and blowing in his face because he’s not about to let him cheat 
    • but lance just surges forward and crushes keith’s hands between their chests and kisses him 
    • at first keith is like “woah” but it only takes him a second to start kissing him back
    • but then he starts to giggle because lance’s lips tickle a little and he’s just like “lance, stop” 
    • lance is like “hm? why?” in between two kisses that are nearing keith’s neck because he has no chill
    • “because,” keith says, but there’s laughter in his voice. “i was trying to look at you.” 
    • (he was pretty much using the staring contest as an excuse to stare at lance without worrying about getting caught) 
    • lance pulls back and registers this. and then he kisses him harder
  • or like, after a sparring session, they’re both really worn out but lance is just looking at keith, who’s pretty sweaty and gross like he is, and can’t help himself 
    • except he misses and gets keith’s chin instead 
    • he’s too tired to feel embarrassed tbh, but he pulls back and frowns a little and is like “oh, sorry. i was aiming for your mouth” 
    • keith just smiles a little and wraps his arms around his neck and kisses him right on the mouth
    • “like that?” he asks. 
    • lance, dazed and in love: “um, yeah. that’s good.” 
    • keith nods sagely and leans back in for another kiss
    • later they lay around in keith’s bed staring at each other because they’re extra and in love  
    • keith, about lance’s horrible first aim: “i thought you were the team’s sharpshooter"
    • lance, smirking: “maybe i just need a little more practice” 
  • this is going to get long if i keep going but basically their first kiss could go any way and i love it i love them 
  • thank youUU
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BTS FANCAFE (V)

March 27, 2017
15:37 pm KST (1:37 AM CST)

[안녕~]
yeah~~

TRANS:

[Hi~]
yeah~~

jhope-shi | do not reupload!

Valentines’ Headcanons

Viktor x Yuuri

  • Yuuri and Viktor spend the day at home with Makkachin
  • Viktor makes a variation of a traditional Russian breakfast
  • Yuuri makes katsudon for lunch
  • They both go out to dinner with reservations at a new restaurant they both wanted to try
  • They get recognized and the server brings out a free dessert at the end with a wink
  • They spend the rest of the night scrolling through instagram and commenting on all the happy couples’ photos before falling asleep thanks to their food coma
  • The super athletic but simultaneously cheesy sex is the next morning

Otabek x Yurio (kinda)

  • Otabek spends the day uploading a bunch of his songs to soundcloud while he follows Yurio around to save him from Yuri’s Angels as needed
  • Later they go out for burgers
  • Otabek isn’t going to date Yurio until he has Viktor and Yuuri’s blessings
  • Also until Yurio is eighteen
  • He’s just gonna…aggressively friendship with food and music
  • It’s very cute and highly appropriate, Viktor assures

Mila x Sara

  • Mila wakes up to fresh made coffee and an assortment of fresh bread and jam
  • They exchange handmade valentines over breakfast and giggle at how silly but sweet the poems are on the inside
  • Sara takes Mila around Rome (since they’re staying there for some reason) and they end up at the Trevi Fountain, eating gelato and tossing coins in to the fountain
  • Mila buys Sara a necklace that she sees her girlfriend eyeing in the window
  • Sara sputters, but accepts it, going and buying Mila a purse that she’d be eyeing as well from one of the designer stores by the Spanish steps
  • They take a few selfies over by the Colosseum with more food and their Valentines’ gifts before posting to IG and going back to their hotel in Trastevere.
  • They silence their phones before they “end the night” so that they can’t hear Michele blowing up their phones

Phichit x Seung Gil

  • Phichit spends the day with Seung Gil
  • It’s new and Phichit just spends the day laying on the couch and taking selfies
  • Seung Gil gives him chocolates
  • Phichit happily accepts and live streams trying out each chocolate while Seung Gil is awkwardly happy on the side
  • It’s very cute and Phichit’s fans tell them as such

Chris x Boyfriend

  • Chris’ birthday is on Valentines’ day (and they had a party already) so he gets his Valentines’ celebration a few days later
  • He wakes up to a room covered in flowers and wreaths, freshly squeezed orange juice on his side table with a note saying that breakfast is ready next to it
  • He walks out, grabs his boyfriend who is ready to serve breakfast, and drags him back to the bedroom
  • The food goes cold, but Chris is very happy six hours later, chomping down on the still delicious food while his boyfriend is still sleeping
  • Everyone blows up his phone with EWWWWWWW and TMI after he tells the group chat about his Valentines’ day celebration

JJ x Isabella

  • They get married in a small ceremony with only their immediate family
  • It’s very private for once in JJ’s life because he wants this one moment for himself
  • Isabella looks gorgeous in a simple white gown and JJ wears a matching tux with a pocket square handmade by Isabella
  • It’s over relatively quickly, but them and their families go out for dinner at Isabella’s favorite restaurant and have a good time
  • Phichit is the first to find out about the wedding because social media
  • Everyone finds out a week later and sincerely wish the couple a happy life together

Leo x Guang Hong

  • They’re separated from each other, but they skype at the end of the night
  • Leo ships Guang Hong roses from the USA and they arrive just in time for the call
  • Guang Hong collaborated with Leo’s coach to surprise him with a brand new pair of skates and new iPod because Leo’s commented that he wanted to keep his skating music separate from his iPhone
  • They stay up for six hours just talking while eating boxes of chocolate

GEORGI GETS A DATE AND IT’S SO WONDERFUL AND EVERYONE IS HAPPY FOR HIM

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I’ve seen people make comparison posts for team voltron, so I wanted to do one for Lotor.

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OC story prompt: “Who’s just been fired from his job and just got a text from his girlfriend that she’s breaking up with him.. we see him look around as he contemplates his life.”

DESCENDANTS 2 TRAILER

OKAY, SO, I JUST WATCHED THE DESCENDANTS 2 TRAILER NOW, AND I CAN’T SAY ANYTHING. I’M SPEECHLESS. (maybe not so much)

+ MAL’S BLONDE HAIR IS JUST SO PRETTY *u*

+ MAL CRYING JUST KILLED ME. THIS SCENE BROKE MY HEART SO BAD, THAT OMG

+ WHEN SHE SAID “I DON’T BELONG HERE”, I JUST WANTED TO HUG HER

+ IT WAS CLEAR THAT THEY WERE PUTTING TO MUCH PRESSURE ON HER, SHE WASN’T BEING WHO SHE WAS, AND SHE WAS DEVASTED

+ BEN DIDN’T HELP HER, AND THAT HURTED MY FEELINGS

+ SHE WAS MISSING BEING A VILLAN, WHEN SHE HADN’T TO BE PERFECT TO ANYONE AND SHE TOLD THAT TO CARLOS

+ EVIE’S FACE WHEN SHE TOLD BEN THAT MAL CAME BACK TO THE ISLE. I THINK SHE WAS REALLY WORRIED

+ THE WAY MAL SAYS “I’M BACK” AND UMA’S FACE AFTER THIS

+ UMA TALKING TO THE OTHER PIRATES (I’m still totally in love with her)

+ BEN REALIZES THAT IT WAS HIS FAULT. THANK GOD, BENNYBOO

+ HARRY HOOK

+ BEN WAS KIDNAPPED (come on guys, Ben can’t play villan, of course something like this would happen)

+ EVERYONE WANTS THAT FUCKING WAND, OMG (but this time, it was really simple to catch it, don’t you think? - or not, it’s just a trailer-)

+ MAL TELLING UMA THAT SHE’S A DRAMA QUEEN

+ UMA HAS A THRONE. A THRONE.

+ (Do you guys think that Gil has a crush on Uma, because I think he has)

+ THEY ALL LOOK SO GORGEOUS OMG

+ DUDE WEARING A LITTLE CARLOS CLOTHE, HOW CUTE IS THAT?

+ THE “ROTTEN TO THE CORE” THING

+ THE BONUS WITH EVIE AND MAL TALKING ABOUT MAL’S NEW HAIRSTYLE, AND JAYLOS ARE LIKE “SERIUOSLY?!”

+ THE WHOLE TRAILER. I’M SO EXCITED!

Sorry for freaking out. I can’t wait for this movie. 

But really, sorry. 

Love you guys <3

Stuck -- Bughead Au

Work Count: 1,987

Rated: PG-13

A/N: In which Betty and Jughead live in the same building and meet on the elevator. And well… let just say they hit it off :)

“Hold the elevator!” Betty shouted, breathless as she rushed through the lobby of her new apartment building. Her once perky ponytail was hanging a little lower on her head and god did her feet hurt. Betty wasn’t sure she’d ever get used to navigating New York City. She’d gotten off the subway one stop too early and ended up walking ten blocks home to her apartment in high heels.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close a hand shot out and pushed the doors open again. Betty pushed her purse back up on her shoulder and slipped through the doors leaning against the far wall.

“Rough night, Betty?” The boy sharing the elevator with her was mirroring her position, leaning against the opposite wall, his leather clad arms crossed over his chest.

“I’m sorry, have we met?”

The boy tapped a finger to his chest, just over his heart, then pointed to her. “You’re wearing a nametag.”

Betty glanced down at her outfit. Of course, she’d forgotten all about the nametag. In fact, Betty was trying to forget about the whole night.

“I’m Jughead, by the way.” The dark haired boy said after a short moment. “It’s only fair you know my name too.”

Betty reached up and tightened her ponytail, then reached a hand across the small space between them. “Nice to meet you, I suppose.”

Jughead’s large, slightly calloused hand enveloped Betty’s small soft one.

Suddenly, the elevator stopped moving, making Betty slip a little. Jughead caught her elbow, holding her steady. 

When she was back on her feet, Jughead knelt down in front of the panel of buttons. Door Open. No luck.  He hit the call button, and after waiting for over a minute, there was no answer. “Damn management. Probably spooning his whiskey bottle in the storage closet again.” Jughead pulled his beanie off his head, running his hand through his hair.

“What do we do then?” The blonde girl asked, she was digging through her purse and pulled out a cell phone. “Dammit, it’s dead.”

Jughead shook his head. “Wait? I guess?” He put his hat back on, suddenly self conscious with this beautiful girl watching him. “I’ll keep trying the call button, but I don’t think we’ll have any luck. I think we should just listen in case someone passes by.” Jughead slid to the floor, while Betty remained standing, hands clenched at her side. Jughead couldn’t help but watch her.

On her wrist he saw an orange paper band, the kind that you would get at a music festival or carnival. Given how crisp and pristine this particular band was, she must’ve gotten it recently. That only told Jughead one thing, not that he had a lot of experience in that area.

“So, speed dating, huh?”

Betty pulled her hands back, hiding them both behind her back. How did he know? “What would make you say that?” Betty was embarrassed to say the least. A guy like him was nothing like her; cool, confident… sexy. His black leather jacket directly opposed her soft pink cardigan. Combat boots and ballet slippers; the black haired boy and the blonde haired girl sharing the elevator would clearly have nothing in common. He probably has girls fawning over him at every bar he goes to, while Betty has stooped so low as to try speed dating.

Jughead waved a hand nonchalantly. “I had a friend once who would go speed dating to pick up girls, he thought it was easier to keep up a large ‘Chick List’ as he called it. All of the girls he met were looking for someone and he said that he would be that someone.”

When Betty didn’t respond, Jughead got a little nervous. Surely she didn’t care about his friend’s seduction techniques. Quick, he had to salvage the conversation. “Anyway, what does orange mean?”

Betty slid to the floor next to him.  There was no point now; she couldn’t salvage her dignity at this point. “It’s uh- woman seeking man.” She paused, when he remained silent she continued. “You’d be surprised at how many women seeking women tried to hit on me though.”

“I take it the night didn’t go as planned?”

“Is it that obvious?” Betty let out a slight giggle. “Wow, I must be pretty pathetic.”

“Just a guess. I mean, you’re coming home alone so…”

Betty scowled. “You know, not every girl goes home with just anyone. I’m not that desperate.”  

Back pedal, back pedal. “Oh, no no no. That’s not what I meant. I just thought, you know, a guy would be crazy to not want to go home with you, or at least buy you a drink after…” He glanced at his watch. “…nine-thirty.”

“Well, thanks I guess.”

“Also,” The boy next to her paused, breath caught in his throat. “For the record, if I’d been there I would have been trying to talk to you all night. I bet you were the most beautiful girl there.”

Betty barked out a laugh. “I’m sure there were other girls that were more your type.”

Jughead turned to face Betty. He smirked and raised an eyebrow at the beautiful blonde sitting next to him.

“What?” Betty smiled. She couldn’t help it, this boy was really tempting to her. She was new to the city, no friends, no boyfriend, she was lonely. And this boy, Jughead, was nothing like any of the guys she knew in high school. They were all jocks, who liked to drink beer in the woods around Sweetwater River and have sex in the backseat of the car at the drive in. She wasn’t sure what kind of guy Jughead was, but at this point she didn’t know if she cared.

“What exactly do you think my type is?”

As if it wasn’t obvious what his type was. “Black nail polish, pointy eyeliner, purple hair, miniskirt with fishnet tights and combat boots. Am I getting anywhere here?”

“You’re all wrong.” He slid a little closer to her so their shoulders touched. “My type is pastel sweaters, pink lip gloss, and blonde ponytails.”

Jughead watched closely as Betty’s cheeks blushed pink, her lips attempting to hide a smile. Jughead didn’t hold back his smile. He’d never felt what the world called butterflies in the stomach, but he was feeling them now. He was scared to say another word, that he might ruin the moment. He didn’t dare move, because then her gorgeous green eyes might look away and he desperately wanted to keep looking at her.

Betty opened her mouth as if to say something, but paused when Jughead leaned closer, his breath warm against her face. They were only inches apart now, Betty noticed, as Jughead’s hand brushed the soft fabric of her cardigan. She reciprocated, allowing her thumb to brush over his other hand and latch onto his leather jacket. Her eyes flicked to his lips, which were parted just slightly, and she finally let the full smile shine through as they both simultaneously pulled the other closer.

The kiss was rougher than Jughead expected, especially considering he’d just met the girl, but he wasn’t complaining. After all, they could be stuck in this elevator for a long time. Betty was now gripping his jacket at the waist and Jughead slid his hands up her arms to rest at her cheeks and swears he’s never felt anything so soft in his life.

Betty knew she shouldn’t do it, but her body was in control now. She shifted onto her knees and climbed onto Jughead’s lap. She slipped her hands under his jacket and tugged a little at the wife beater he wore underneath. She didn’t want anything more, just a little skin, so she let her hands wander under the fabric to rest just above his waistline. Jughead flinched, making Betty pause. “Shit…” She pulled her hands away, beginning to back away, but soon hands were latched behind her back.

The boy underneath her looked much less intimidating now. His lips were wet, slightly shiny with the gloss from Betty’s lips. His jacket had fallen slightly off his shoulders with the shirt underneath still hitched up just slightly. One of his hands gripped the fabric at her lower back, lifting it slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. Betty didn’t move, even as his other hand tickled her back until he pressed it flat and pulled her closer again. With his free hand, Jughead put a hand to her neck pulling her just close enough that their lips brushed again. “Your hands are freezing.” He whispered. “But I’ll allow you to put them back if you’ll kiss me again.”

Betty didn’t wait for a second invitation and fully removed his jacket and started on his shirt. When he was effectively naked from the waist up, aside from his crown-inspired beanie, Jughead popped the one button holding her cardigan together, and tugged at the blouse beneath, though he knew he shouldn’t. Shit, they might have security cameras in here, though with a quick glance around he didn’t see any. And anyway, Betty was already pulling the shirt over her head.

Jughead blinked slowly, taking in the figure before him. He decided then and there that he would do whatever she wanted, but maybe… just maybe, they should wait for later. Then Betty combed her fingers through the hair at the back of his neck and pulled his lips to her neck, and Jughead really really liked the way she tasted. So he flipped her around, pushing her up again the wall of their perfect little prison, and kissed her again. His lips wandered from time to time, making a path of bites down her neck and to her collarbone where he nipped and sucked at the soft skin of her breasts. And Betty moaned softly, sliding her fingers just under the waistband of his jeans.

“I was thinking.” Jughead started, still pressing kisses all over her available skin. “That we shouldn’t go any farther…” Betty pouted, her fingers playing with the elastic of his underwear, teasing. “Until we get out of here.”

“Come on, Jug.” She argued, and god did he like the way she said ‘Jug.’ She flipped their position again, regaining her spot on top of him. “Don’t you want me? I promise I’m not as boring as I look.” She quirked an eyebrow at him, smiling.

“Trust me, you don’t even know…” Jughead’s voice caught in his throat when Betty wiggled her hips, and groaned at how obvious his erection was becoming. “You have no idea what I want to do to you right now.”

Betty smirked. “Then do it.” She said, catching his lips between her teeth. He let himself be consumed by her again, not having the energy to pull away. When she pulled his hands and led them to the clasp of her bra he woke up, slowly easing his hands down.

“The things I want to do,” He growled, “Can’t be done in an elevator.”

Betty smiled at him again and peeled herself away. “That’s all I needed to hear.” She grabbed her blouse from where it had been discarded on the floor, and threw Jughead’s clothes back toward him. “So, maybe we should get to know each other a little better before we get out of here.

Jughead smiled, not believing how his night had turned out.

—-

The janitor discovered that the elevator was stuck at six o'clock the next morning, when he came in to clean the halls. The fire department arrived, rescuing the two stuck in there for the past nine hours. What they’d expected was not what they found. A blonde haired girl covered in a black leather jacket, resting her head on the leg of a black haired boy in a beanie with a pink cardigan wedged in the space between his neck and shoulder; both fast asleep.

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A/N: Thanks for reading! This was my first ever Bughead fic and I wrote it in a day. I just really wanted to get something out there so it’s not my best work. Let me know what you think and if I should do a part two just to round off the story. I’m thinking we could all use a little more smut in our lives?