Summary: Loki is allowed to freely roam the compound but he can’t be unsupervised, so you’re assigned to stay behind and babysit him while everyone else goes on a mission. He decides to do something nice for you as a peace treaty, but it blows up in his face - literally.
Warnings: language, fluff, food fights
Word Count: 4973
A/N: I’ve been wanting to write Loki for a long time, but he’s such a deeply complex character that I didn’t know what ‘part’ of him I wanted to go with first, or if I could ever do him the justice he deserves. I’m a sucker for secretly soft, gentle, loving, innocent, caring, wants-to-make-you-proud Loki, so I ended up going with that, but I may try to write other sides of him in the future. I really hope you all enjoy it! <3
This is my first fanfic you guys! This is oneshot and I will be working on fanfics with the other members of BTS. I hope you enjoy this, you are welcome to talk to me in asks or whatever… Thanks to @fightme-bangtan for reading through this a million times and helping me create the story. ILYSM!<3
Jungkook x reader
Genre: slight smut? With a plot? [lime]
Warnings: lil’ swearing, tiny bit of sexual content
Rated: M but only like, a little…
The music pumped through the big speakers and vibrated through the dance studio. You followed the steps you choreographed for the rookie girl group 2x2’s first full album. This was the first group Bighit had created since BTS, and you were hired as their choreographer. Usually you wouldn’t be into girlgroup dances, and would prefer boygroup dances, but 2x2 were actually pretty cool and weren’t into too girly things either, so things worked just fine. The slow beat of the song were calling for something very sexy compared to the other songs, so you were pretty much at a loss. You had been in the studio for what seemed like hours - you jumped out of the bed this morning and ran to the studio as fast as possible. Choreographers have deadlines too. Your head was starting to hurt from listening to the same song over and over again, so you decided to play some slow Rn’B to see if you could gain any inspiration. Lil Wayne’s Curtains started playing, and you closed your eyes feeling the music. Your hips started moving after some time, and you let your hands roam over your body before squatting down doing body rolls with slight twerking. You fell onto your knees and started grinding on the floor pushing yourself backwards. You felt your muscles straining in your arms, but you kept going before doing a knee glide and straightening your leg in the air, putting it down while pushing your chest up while running your hands through your hair. You stopped dancing and just gave up, lying there flat on the floor. The song came to a halt, but you were too lazy to go do anything when Pink Room started playing.
This isnt fursuit related, but we are selling a retired OFF cosplay
if anyone is interested! Its Bad Batter. No set price, make an offer!
Its my older work so it isnt up to date with my methods of crafting but
its still a great piece for anyone who cosplays. The jaw even moves!
It will come with: The head (upper and lower jaw), a blackout mask, the
over shirt, the under shirt, and the pants. The over shirt should fit
most people but you might need to get your own pants and longsleeve black shirt if you arent my size.
If it doesnt sell I will just turn him into a head mount for display
a/n: basically there is never enough fratboy!5sos so here I am contributing to this movement. i’m trying to get back into writing so feedback is highly appreciated to help me improve and give you the stories you guys want to read! let me know if you want more of this because I’m thinking of making it a series…anyways enjoy
requested: no word count: 3,802
Alpha Kappa Psi. You’d only been on the college campus for a few days now, but you’d already heard the name being tossed around by just about everybody you’d met. They were all talking about who was going to the fraternity’s “kick off the school year, goodbye summer!” party on Sunday. Even your roommate Mae was talking about it, how excited she was to finally meet some cute fraternity boys. According to those you’d talked to, Alpha Kappa Psi was not only well known for being home to some of the most competitive business majors at the university, it was also notorious for throwing the best parties.
Still, you were hesitant to go. It’s not that parties weren’t your thing. It’s just that, the idea of showing up to your first day of classes tired or potentially hungover was not the most appealing. And you didn’t really fancy the idea of grinding up against drunk, horny frat boys all night. Not to be pre-judgemental but they didn’t seem like the most respecting of types. You’d have to be careful.
However, after some careful persuasion on behalf of your roommate, you found yourself walking up the the front door of a very large, very daunting house that particular Sunday night. The party was already in full swing by the time you and Mae arrived. People were standing outside on the wrap around porch, drinking beer out of plastic cups, a few people were even passed out on the front lawn already. Music was blaring through the open windows and doors, the bass nearly making the house shake. Carefully stepping around a couple of boys sitting on the front steps, you managed to make it inside.
Love is the only thing in this world that does not hurt (Multichapter)
Chapter 2 Title: Sometimes reality is better than any fantasy
Pairing:Jace Lightwood x Clary Fray
Request: “We were pretending
to be lovers but I’m not pretending anymore and I have to know if you
feel the same way”
Warnings: pffff just a lot of cuteness
Summery: Clary and Jace got cockblocked by Isabelle and deal with the aftermath of what agreeing to the mission means for their relationship.
Authors note: Hello lovely people ! This is the second chapter and had also been requested. Continuation of chapter 1 ! Happy Reading!excuse my rusty skills and
potential mistakes, English is not my first language. Fandoms I write about (x), my ask box (x), my collection of stories (x)
‘‘Why exactly does a demon participate in a Valentines hunt?’ Clary Fray bent down to tie the shoelaces of her red chucks while eyeing Isabelle across the room pouring herself some fancy red wine. She should be the one drowning alcohol after she got talked into this goddamn mission. After Isabelle had interrupted her…painting session with Jace she had found out that there was a demon out there using the yearly ‘New York Valentine’s hunt’ to have fun with his victim before killing it. The valentine’s hunt was no more than an offer for all couples to get off 50% on every activity such as ice skating or dining at restaurants during Valentine’s day. Isabelle had proposed Jace and Clary to fake-date following the demon around New York until there was a good opportunity to kill him. Jace had instantly switched into business mood while Clary had been still shaken from earlier encounters. She had almost kissed Jace. And now she had agreed on taking over this mission acting all couple-y with him even though she had no idea how to face him after before. At least Clary got to wear normal clothes for a change , dressed in blue high waisted jeans, a black and white striped longsleeve shirt and some trainers. ‘’He wants to have a little fun I guess.’’,Izzy answered her question from earlier offering Clary a black coat. ‘’You’re just going to follow them around the city, do the things they do and kill him eventually. No biggie.’’ ,she shrugged sending Clary a cheeky grin. She knew EXACTLY that it was the opposite of ‘no biggie’. She walked in on her and Jace after all. ‘’Remind me again why I agreed?’’,she groaned taking the coat while combing through her curls. ‘’Because you want to proof yourself to our world and you don’t want anyone else to be this close to Jace.’’ Clary shot the brunette a sharp look, but there was no time for a reply because there was a knock on the door before Jace entered. ‘’Good, you’re wearing normal clothes. We take my bike.’’ She tried to dodge his eyes, nodding before rushing out the door. Noticing he didn’t follow she called out ‘’ You coming?’’, before heading to the entrance of the institute. She didn’t see how Isabelle pressed a supportive kiss on Jace’s cheek murmuring something about ‘Use this chance’ before leaving them to be. She didn’t see the determined look on Jace’s face either.
‘’Hold on tight.’’,Jace said before they chased off on his bike and Clary took his words literal. He was lucky she was so tiny otherwise she would have squeezed him to death. ‘’Where are we starting?’’, she tried to drown out the wind by yelling into his ear. He hold up a hand signaling her to wait parking this bike in an alley no less than 10 minutes later. ‘’ We know that the demon is starting off with ice skating. ‘’ So cliché. ‘’Have you ever been ice skating before at all?’’ , Clary asked grinning following him on the streets. The snort following her question and the look he shot her clearly said ‘no’. ‘’I kill demons I surely can stand on ice. But ouf course if you need any support you can hold on tight.’’, he teased making Clary smile. ‘’I used to go ice skating every year, Jace. I’m sure I can manage that.’’ Jace shot out a hand keeping you from walking further. ‘’See this one with the black hair talking to the woman in red ?’’ ‘’That’s him.’’,Clary answered in a whisper, startled when Jace took a hold of her hand. ‘’Play along.’’,he said serious watching her intensely, making sure she understood. Her heart was pounding, being so close to Jace made her hyper aware of her surroundings. Like everything used to be in black and white and suddenly they were in screaming colors. Jace dragged her along to get some skating shoes while Clary watched how the demon wrapped his arms around his prey. She wished she could warn the woman but there was no way to do so. ‘’Here.’’, Jace hold out some shoes that Clary put on waiting for Jace to do the same. Even though this was a mission, Clary felt a little excited. She entered the ice, quickly realizing that she still knew how to hold herself up. Looking behind her she realized that Jace had more problems than her, making her giggle. ‘’Full of talents.’’, she teased sliding over to him and taking his hands. ‘’C’mon. Get your hands off the railing. ‘’ She laughed at the look he shot her, almost making him stumbling into her. Jace grabbed Clary around her hips, anchoring him on this goddamn slippery ice and letting out a frustrated huff. He noticed out of the corners of his eye how the demon looked over to the Shadowunter pair, noticing something odd but not quite getting it. ‘’Isn’t the guy supposed to keep the girl from falling?’’,Jace asked annoyed trying to keep up with your slow pace. ‘’Who says that?’’ ‘’Every man on this planet? ‘’Only those with a messed up relationship.’’, Clary answered stopping at the railing noticing how much Jace actually struggled. He surprised her by pulling her to him tugging Clary’s head under his chin. Jace expected Clary to struggle in his hold, but instead she wrapped her arms around him snuggling against him. He almost forgot his task at how GOOD this felt. Playing with her hair he tried to focus on the demon. ‘’They look like a real couple.’’, he commented making Clary think. ‘’Just like us.’’, she reminded him before she could hold her tongue. Damn. Why was her mouth always faster than her brain? She felt him involuntarily pressing her closer to him. ‘’They are not us.’’,he simply said before releasing her . ‘’They’re leaving!’’
Halfway through the movie they were watching in the local theatre their target must have realized that something was off. The demon kept throwing glances at them , forcing Clary and Jace to step up their couple game. His hand was currently on her thigh, softly rubbing it with his thumb. This role she was currently playing came natural to her. She didn’t mind being so close to Jace at all, his hands always touching her, his lips on her cheeks. She darkness surrounding them mad them highly aware of each other, every breath, every sigh and every touch intensified. Clary’s hand was convulsively buried in her seat, her shoulder was touching his and his scent was surrounding her. She didn’t even pay any attention to the demon anymore when she realized how into Jace was into this fake dating thing. He had called her love and babe a few times, constantly touched her, making her want more. The memory of the morning still lingered in her head, her thoughts focused on the almost kiss. It took her a few second to realize that she had moaned out at the mere thought, blushing furiously. Jace cleared his throat, seemingly affected by her sensual noise. He also realized that Clary had attracted the demon’s attention and the woman sitting next to him was no longer his prey. Clary was. He bent down to her ear whispering ‘’ You trust me?’’ A nod. He took her hand while standing up leading her out of the theatre in the alley next to it. Jace softly pressed her against the cold wall, bringing their faces together. Lips almost touching. His intention had been to allure the demon to follow them, but in this second he realized that if he didn’t kiss her now he would go insane. So he did. At first really soft, just a gentle touch of his lips against hers. Her heavy breathing and the way she opened her lips as he intensified the pressure made him lose himself in her. Kissing her deeply and enjoying the way her fingers found their way into his hair. ‘’Jace.’’, Clary murmured against his lips fully involved into the way he hold her close. His lips tasted like heaven and she never wanted to do something else again. ‘’Care to share?’’, a deep voice echoed in the ally making Jace to look up facing the demon. ‘’No.’’,he simply said, facing Clary once more to make her understand that he meant it. ‘’What a pity. But I always get what I want’’, the demon growled making his way towards the pair. Jace waited for the demon to be in arms reach before everything happened so fast that Clary blinked once and the demon faded into his particles. A clap was heard from the roof before a certain warlock appeared in front of them. ‘’That was truly a enjoyable show. I haven’t had this much fun in ages.’’ Magnus smiled crooked.
It turned out Magnus had had an eye on them all the time, with the task to step in incase anything happened. It didn’t so all Clary did was give an report of recent events before getting ready for bed since she was exhausted. Laying in bed she couldn’t sleep, her thoughts with Jace. And the kiss. It w as half past 11 when she heard a knock on the door and Jace sticking his head inside the room. ‘’Are you asleep?’’ She sat up, smiling lightly while watching him joining her on the bed. ‘’You do know how late it is, right?’’,she tried to lighten the mood after some speechless silence. ‘’Clary I…what we have done today…’’ She expected some ‘you know it doesn’t mean anything right?’ speeches but Jace cradled her face in his hands. ‘’I can’t keep on dancing around each other. I need to know whether you regret it.’’ Clary stayed silent, oberserving. ‘’That’s not what you want to know.’’,she stated quietly making him laugh. ‘’No. But this is a subtle way of getting my answer.’’,he simply said. Clary smiled sheepishly before bending forwards and planting a kiss on his lips. ‘’Subtle enough?’’, she dared with a raised eyebrow. ‘’Subtle enough.’’,he replied diving full in, kissing her until she couldn’t keep from giggling because she couldn’t breathe anymore.
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Summary: We’ve all wanted Dan to get his piano fixed forever. But when a cute repair guy shows up and causes trouble, can a simple song played on the piano fix things? Well, that and a long overdue discussion of the past.
Warnings: tempers, a hickey, and lots of angst and feels
Notes: My first fic of 2017! Just a little oneshot because I wanted to write about Dan’s piano skills, which have been off to war apparently. This fic was edited by one of my new betas, the lovely@cantcatchmegaythoughts!:)
I hope you guys like this! If you do feel free to leave some feedback in my ask; you know I live for it:P
i’ve answered an ask similar to this before, and my general advice (besides the former) was to stick to neutral colors, earth tones, blacks, whites, greys, etc. this video on unisex clothing gives some very good examples of modern, chic androgynous style (some of it isn’t necessarily work attire, im afraid)
purchasing “basics” and styling them right can achieve an androgynous, mature look. The Basics Shop at forever21 has cheap longsleeve black, white, grey, etc tees and shirts.
i did some browsing in the women’s basic section and found these shirts that can be part of an androgynous presentation:
OKAY so the right picture makes it look like i’ve done more than i actually have but i’ve only sewed what’s in the left picture… on the right i’m wearing a black longsleeve underneath and holding up my skirt fabric to make it look more complete
OK GUYS im posting my fucking angsty stanchez fanfic bc you little fucks need it in ur lives me too lol
ok its my first time writing as stan and i knOW its so out of character i just nEED RICK TO BE HAPPY.. ((but actually i know its rlly ooc i didnt know i was publishing it on tumblr if so i would have made it more accurate rip…))
tw for self harm & suicidal mentionsi told u this was angsty also they’re teenagers i think in this?? idk what their ages r but theyre younger