**Edited and added, since now I can say it without crying.*

My Dad committed suicide on January 13, 2013. He suffered from depression for 10 years, and I was lucky to have him around as long as I did. In his honor I got the last thing he wrote to me on my bicep in his handwriting in blue ink, his favorite color. I’ll miss him forever, and now I’ll have a reminder that he loves me every time I look in the mirror. 

where marinette flirts
  • so alya told her to start flirting with adrien if she liked him so much, and the magazines give her step-by-step guides with 15 ~Chill~ Ways to Flirt With Your Crush Without Totally Embarrassing Yourself, so there’s no way this can go horribly wrong, right?
  • okay but marinette has to be realistic, when has anything ever gone right for her?
  • 1. like their instagram and watch their snapchat: okay but marinette already does this, she follows all of adrien’s social media and collects his takes from photoshoots and knows his schedule, and honestly, there’s really nothing he does that she doesn’t know about it? the whole point of watching his snapchat and liking his instagram would be for him to notice her, but it’s not like she can tell him that she does this, because that would be creepy right? but for the most part she thinks she has this part down pat. 
  • 2. make eye contact: and this one is damn near impossible. every time she looks at adrien, and he looks back, her heart turns into a puddle and she wants to melt. but okay, the magazine said to make eye contact, so that’s maintain eye contact, right? don’t look away as soon as he catches her looking. okay, she tells herself. i can do this.
  • adrien and marinette spend the rest of the week in multiple staring contests. alya and nino are extremely confused, but the game catches on, and soon the whole class spends Madame Bustier’s lectures in staring contests with the rest of their classmates. there’s a running scoreboard, and chloe and alya are surprisingly good at the game, which isn’t that surprisingly at all considering how many glare-showdowns they’ve had throughout the year. 
  • adrien just wants to beat marinette once, and how is it fair she’s so good at this??? marinette just wants to know why it’s not working; she hasn’t gone through dry eyes, blurry vision, and headaches for nothing. at this point, she’s read to pour Johnson’s No More Tears shampoo directly in her eyes to get them back to normal. 
  • 3. let your emojis do the talking: 🍆😛:eggplant: :yum:
  • alya sent it from marinette’s phone, and marinette is too busy dying to say anything about it. adrien still buys her eggplants for a month because he thinks they’re her favorite.
  • 4. wave and say “hi” when they walk by: marinette had to quit when her over-aggressive wave nailed nino in the nose and broke it. alya called him “raccoon eyes” for weeks. it didn’t matter though, adrien didn’t even wave back (though it might have been because his best friend was bleeding on the school steps). 
  • 5. invite your crush to hang out as a group: seems easy enough, right? she invites alya, nino, and adrien over for a study group at her house, but alya and nino cancel at the last minute to give her “some alone time with adrien”. only it doesn’t work out that way because she’s forced to actually learn physics when adrien notices she had some troubles with it and tutors her for the rest of the night. 
  • 6. say something simple, then keep the conversation going: marinette had trouble talking to adrien in the first place, so it was a miracle if she even got something simple out. adrien saves her the trouble anyway when he complicates her cat sweater, but it doesn’t go the way she imagined because it devolves into a heated argument over whether chat noir or ladybug was better, and oh my god, how could she be arguing with her crush over how much she sucked?
  • 7. remember what they tell you, and bring it up later: so adrien refuses to speak to her since she said ladybug sucked, and marinette is panicking internally 24/7. she makes him a hat to apologize because it’s summer and it’s blue, and when he asks her how she knew blue was his favorite color, she just smiles and tells him she read it in a magazine article. 
  • adrien looks touched either way while marinette wishes she could sink through the floor because she’d gone nearly a whole year without adrien knowing she read magazine articles about him. 
  • 8. give them a sincere compliment: 
  • adrien: “so what do we know about penguins already for this biology presentation?”
    marinette: “penguins are inefficient walkers…. they’re cute…. but not cuter than you.”
    adrien: “…thanks, marinette.”
  • adrien: “thanks, marinette. you’re so helpful.”
    marinette: “that’s me. i’m always helpful. i’ll always try to help you. you know, like… i’d totally hold a revolving door for you. i know that’s counterproductive, but you’re worth it.”
  • adrien: “god, they never get all the makeup off after a shoot.”
    marinette: “you know, i would really be okay with seeing you without makeup. that’s how much i like you.”
    adrien: “what?”
    marinette: “what?”
  • 9. casually touch their arm when you’re talking: marinette casually strokes adrien’s arm during their next study session.
    adrien: “… why are you touching my arm?”
    marinette: “i’m checking the seam work.”
    adrien: “….that’s my skin though.”
    marinette: “shh, don’t disrupt a designer at work.”
  • 10. offer them a fry: okay, but marinette doesn’t particularly like fries, so she figured she’d find another way to work this in. it happens one morning while she’s about to go to town on her croissant when she overhears adrien mentioning to nino that he’d forgot his breakfast, so she shoves the food in front of him and rushes away. alya can’t stop laughing at agreste’s startled expression when marinette shoved a croissant in his face without prompt. regardless, alya shares her own breakfast when marinette admits she didn’t have anything else to eat.
  • 11. give them something thoughtful: marinette buys adrien a ladybug-spotted scarf because she knows he likes the superhero. he protests when she gives it to him, but she just shrugs and said she owed him one anyway after dissing his favorite superhero before. 
  • the next day he gives her a matching chat noir one.
  • 12. tease them: she can barely keep a straight face when she teases adrien in front of nino and alya about always smelling like camembert. she even buys him three cheese wheels one day, but he only flushes darkly as he shoves them in his bag. she wants to apologize in case she hurt his feelings, but later that day, she notices that the cheese is gone. 
  • man, he must really like his cheese, she thinks in awe, and spends the rest of the day trying to figure out why adrien kept glaring at his bag during class. 
  • 13. steal their hat and put it on your head: adrien doesn’t wear hats, so she stole nino’s instead. adrien spent the rest of the day trying to set her up with his best friend. 
  • 14. ruffle their hair: marinette ruffles adrien’s hair when she walks into the classroom one morning. some strands end up tangled in her bracelet, and the two spend the remainder of class in the nurse’s office as she tries to cut them loose. 
  • 15. sit in their lap: marinette is a little hesitant to try this one, but alya ends up taking matters into her own hands and pushes marinette into adrien’s lap one day while the three of them and nino were visiting a cafe for lunch. marinette is flustered and apologizes profusely, and she finally finds the courage to look into his eyes. but instead of angry!agreste, she seems wide, shocked green eyes as adrien begins to laugh uncontrollably. marinette starts to giggle and shakes her head and it’s not until she looks at him again that she realizes… this whole situation seems really familiar…
  • “…chat noir?” she asks suddenly.
  • “what?” adrien asks. 
  • “what?” alya asks.
  • “what?” nino asks.
  • “oh my god,” marinette says and dies.

Needless to say, flirting was not her forte. But hey, she still got the man in the end, right? …. alright, it’s a work and progress, but still. 

  • Annabeth: What did you get Percy for his birthday?
  • Jason: A new mug, a journal with his name branded on it, and a box of blue caramel chocolates from his favorite candy store.
  • Annabeth: Well, how did you know he wanted all that?
  • Jason: Because last week he said to us, “For my birthday, I’d really like a new mug, a journal with my name branded on it, and my favorite box of blue caramel chocolates.”
  • Annabeth: What was I doing when he said that?
  • Jason: Staring at him.
klance thingy

•at a planet they find a fruit that is really similar to blueberries
•keith eats almost all of them & no one really understands why?
•keith tells them that his favorite fruit is blueberries
•lance loses his shit bc the red paladin can’t have a blue fruit as his favorite??thats not color coded it’s not right
•lance tries to convince keith that his favorite can’t be blueberries anymore bc he’s not the blue paladin
•keith says it’s ok cause his favorite paladin is also the blue paladin
•lance almost faints & loses his shit for a couple days
•keith doesn’t know what he said wrong
•now lance tries to find a red fruit on every planet they stop on so he can have a favorite fruit that matches his paladin

[170514] Q&A Time w/Bambam (& little Jinyoung)

● Bambam asked the fans nicely to stop shipping the GOT7 members multiple times during the VLive and that GOT7 is just GOT7

● Jinyoung asked Bambam what is his favorite track in this album; Bambam replied ‘Sign’ so Jinyoung asked again and that time Bambam replied ‘Paradise’

● Fan asked him “Sign vs Prove it”; Bambam said Prove it and secretly apologized to Youngjae

● Bambam said 'Prove it’ is the best song of GOT7

● Jackson popped in during the live for a little bit but he was covering his face because he had no makeup on and just woke up from a nap

● Fan asked Bambam what foods he ate to grow up so cutely and Bambam replied 'Kimpab, and foods Yugyeom likes

● Bambam says he never watches dramas

● Fan asked him what his favorite WINNER song is and Bambam replied “Fool”

● Fan asked him if GOT7 can go back to a cute concept and Bambam replied they really want to do a concept that IGOT7s want but that they find the cute concept very uncomfortable and difficult

● Fan asked him what he would do if he got a 1 week vacation and Bambam replied he would just stay in the dorm for the first 3 days sleeping and if possible go to Thailand and see his family and also see his new dog

● Fan asked if he’s coming to KCON and Bambam said he will but just the one in Tokyo

● Bambam said his favorite hair colors are white, black, and grey. He also mentioned that he wants to dye his hair red next but right now doesn’t want to dye his hair

● Fan asked “Yugbam or Jackbam” and Bambam replied with “I said no shipping”

● Jinyoung said his favorite color is blue

● Bambam said his favorite color is purple, black, and grey

{That’s it for this I’m sorry I couldn’t write more but it’s 3:30AM xD next time I’ll write down as they live} Night ❤

Taking a shower with Chris Evans

⚠ NSFW content below ⚠

• Taking showers with Chris when he gets back from the gym is your priority! He’s so adorable when he’s exhausted that you want to hold him.
• Usually, you would sneak inside and surprise him in the shower… which is a great one.
• You both prefer and privilege bath together on dates or lazy Sundays.
• When Chris asks you to take a shower with him, it’s in the morning most of the time. It wakes him up and having you by his sides when he emerges from sleep is all he needs.
• The hot water running down your bodies is a real stress reliever.
• You have different shower puffs and his is blue obviously. That’s his favorite color, after all.
• Chris doesn’t like strong chemical scented body washes or shampoos. It’s very fresh and fruity for him and classic with vanilla or caramel for you.
• When he’s naked like this, you can’t contain yourself and you kiss his tattoos! Their meanings are very beautiful and/or inspiring and honestly, they suit him very well.
• Chris washes your body softly when you are too tired and he secretly loves the way you smile, eyes closed every time his fingers massage your scalp.
  - “Y/N, stop squeezing your eyes shut like this, it feels like you have soap in your eyes.”
  - “There is soap in my eyes! Quick, water!”
  - “Oh, man… I’m so sorry, sweetheart!”
  - “Stop laughing, you dork!”
• Chris loves singing in the shower! He just can’t stop himself!
  - He uses the shower head as a microphone, which makes you laugh all the time, but you end up joining him in his joyful mood, anyway.
• You make fun of him when you turn off the hot water and he lets out a high pitched scream.
• Chris pokes your sides because he enjoys hearing you yelping and laughing. Let’s be honest, he likes tickling you, so this is a good excuse.
• You wash his body as well when he comes back from a set and you secretly love brushing your bare hands with the shower gel on his back. Is there any need to explain why?!
• Sometimes, Chris surprises you when he steps into the shower and wraps his arms around your waist. He begins to kiss your shoulder and every inch of your skin until he finds your earlobe while his curious fingers finally reach some other sensitive spots of your body.
• Shower sex!
  - It’s such a great excuse and peaceful moments for you both, so you want to enjoy this fully.
• Usually, you prefer going down on him in the shower instead of receiving oral pleasure.
  - Once again, just imagine this glorious man: the way his beautiful blue eyes flutter close and his lips go slack, and the moment his hands grip his hair dripping as you make him come in your mouth. It’s worth everything!
• Chris adores backing you up against the glass and taking you just right there. He can’t have enough of this sight where your body is hot with your surface glistening and your hair wet. He finds you so freaking sexy!
• Having your back against his chest while he thrusts and holds your breasts is an inexplicable sensation with the combination of the water and the steamy environment.
• He moans in your ear because he knows how you react. He repeats your name, praising your body until you can’t take more and he makes you come undone. Oh, my God… you can’t even explain how you feel when he does this and whispers all the dirty things you like.
• When you hydrate your skin with your favorite body moisturizer (because water dries it), he admires the way your hands massage the cream into your skin and he just can’t stop himself from staring. That’s his thing!
• From your side, you admire how the drops of water cascades down Chris’ chest to the towel he always wraps very low around his narrow hips.
• He knows exactly what he’s doing, by the way. You don’t mind, though.

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kissing hc’s + somo boys

a/n: to start up this old blog, i’ll start w these! i’m trash


  • really awkward at first. it takes him a while to be comfortable enough with his s/o to initiate a kiss, so if they want to kiss him in the next century, they’d have to initiate it.
  • he lowkey loves it when they kiss him out of the blue. 
  • his favorite spot to be kissed is on the cheek.


  • ilima loves to kiss his s/o, especially when they get really excited about something. 
  • after he wins a fight, adrenaline still pumping, he’ll march over and kiss his s/o sweetly on the lips.
  • he usually tastes sweet, because the boy has a major sweet tooth. 
  • his favorite spot to be kissed is on the temple or the lips.


  • he gets really flustered and stumbles over his words if his s/o kisses him without warning.
  • he likes it when they kiss him before a trial-goer faces him. he’s a nerd so he’ll claim it helps him do better.
  • kiawe doesn’t like asking for kisses, claiming it’s awkward, he tries to hint to his partner that he wants them to kiss him by looking at them a certain way.
  • likes to be kissed all over the face.


  • despite his tough demeanor, if his s/o kisses him on the cheek, he’ll be putty in their hands.
  • he gets pretty flustered when they kiss him, though after a few moments it’ll just boost his ego even more.
  • doesn’t like kissing in public, because he does have a reputation and all, but behind closed doors he’ll kiss his s/o for as long as they’d like.
  • favorite spots to be kissed are his jawline and on the lips.


  • if his s/o is ever feeling down, he’ll give them a kiss on the forehead, followed by an inspirational speech about how great they are. no one can stay sad after one of hau’s Inspirational Speeches™.
  • he really loves it when he makes his s/o happy, he can’t help but kiss them after seeing a grin stretch across your face, because he thinks they’re so adorable when they smile. 
  • hau also loves giving butterfly kisses, though whenever his s/o gives him a butterfly kiss, he starts laughing because he’s so ticklish.
  • he likes being kissed on the nose the most.

anonymous asked:

Everyone keeps mentioning the Hiddleconda and stuff.. am I the only one who thinks that his willy is not so big? I mean, looking at the gif where Oakley (in Unrelated) is running naked to the pool and at those cring-worthy pics with the grandpa white panties....I only saw rainbows and lies.. :( will Tommy boy disappoint us also in terms of willy size?

Oh my, are we opening this can of worms?

Personally,I think it has to be noteworthy because I have never in my life been able to see the bulge in every pair of pants a dude wears like you can with Hiddles. Maybe we need other visual aids?

It was someone’s job in “Kenneth Branagh’s Thor” to blur this monster bulge.

The blessing of the slo-mo snake hips + his hatred of underwear shows a clear and impressive dick print.

He sits like a man-whore because it’s uncomfortable for him to smush his considerable junk together in his tight ass pants.

Notice here how his hand bounces from the movement of the Conda?

We can’t forget the blue suit of Cannes!

In his favorite jeans

Another vision in  blue

And I’ll just end with this pic- which MAY be a manip but who gives a fuck.

I rest my case LOL

Imagine if Lily Evans had been a metamorphmagus.

James: What can I say? I dig redheads.
Lily: *scrunches up face; turns blonde*

Which of course sparks a war of James complimenting Lily’s hair and her changing it in increasingly creative ways. One day, Marlene comes up and casually asks, “Just curious- what’s your least favorite color?” James immediately understands what’s going on and answers “blue”, which is, in fact, his favorite color. Lily is furious.

Paladins - Pidge React.

To (Y/N) DRESSING UP to go on their fancy date.
(bk on Earth tho)


- You were wearing a tight form fitting dress that came down to your knees.
- Hunk was freaking out blushing like crazy
- Poor cinnamon roll
- Suddenly forgets how to form words
- How do you greet people again? 
- “H-h-hillo- UHM!”
- You just snicker at his cuteness and wrap your arm around his before leading him to the car so you could go out on your fancy date.


- Was this seriously all it took. Just one item of clothing.
- He could even look at you without his mind going blank.
- It’s only a sundress! Keith internally yelled at himself, he hated that you made him feel this vulnerable with only an item of clothing.
- Looking at you again with your cute hairstyle and the blooming flowers on the sundress only made Keith understand why he couldn’t concentrate.
“Y-you look adorable.”
- It was your turn to turn red.


- “You can open your eyes~” You pulled your hands away from his face with a giggle.
- Once his eyes had fluttered open he turned a darker shade of pink.
- A blue that matched his favorite lion’s color.
- But it was tight and only reached your upper thighs giving Lance a view of your beautiful legs, it was also a little low cut straps cris-crossing over the exposed parts of your chest.
- He couldn’t keep his eyes off of you.
- Your plan had worked.
- “My eyes are up here Lance.”
- His cheeks turned redder than the red lion’s paint at your tease.
- “S-sorry (Y/N).”
- You laughed loudly and kissed his cheek placing a hand on his chest. 
- “It’s ok, I bought this dress for you.” You whispered into his ear and his skin degrees raised.
- “Slay me.” He begged.


- The dress was floor length but wasn’t fluffy at all. It was very slimming and had a slit run up your right leg all the way up to your upper hip.
- You were sporting the dress in black which only revealed more curves and dips in your body that any other color would. It was also Shiro’s lion’s color.
- He. Was. A. MESS.
- His cheeks were red and he did his best to avoid eye contact with you.
- “Do I not look pretty?”
- He felt hurt that he gave you that impression.
- So he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you to him.
- “(Y/N), you- you’re absolutely stunning.”
- He kissed you long and hard.
- “Shall we go?”
- His robotic arm gave you hip a gentle squeeze. “We shall.”
- Smiles all around.

(FIND PART 2 HERE includes Matt and Lotor)

anonymous asked:

Sidon's and Link's reactions to everyone shipping them together?

Imagine, if you will, a press conference. Link and Sidon are at the podium, taking questions. A reporter raises their hand. “A lot of Hyrule seems to think you two are a couple. Care to respond?”

Sidon would blush and stammer a bit but Link would push him aside with a mischievous grin, leaning into the mic. “Was it that obvious?”

Link would go on and on, making up stuff about how he and Sidon take long walks around the cliffs surrounding Zora’s Domain or how he uses Sidon as a mattress in the sleeping pools at night. Sidon is far too embarrassed to voice any objections and the crowd is clearly eating it up. Any attempt to stop Link ends in furious stammering and frantic waving.

Reporters are scribbling away on notepads about how Link had sought out deposits of luminous stone to craft into a circlet for Sidon to wear, since luminous blue was his favorite color. Did you know Sidon snores in his sleep? It’s not as loud as you’d think. Now everybody knows.

Sidon finally works up the courage to cut Link off, nervously shouting no more questions before grabbing Link by the shoulders and steering him off stage. He’s clearly not amused at Link’s little prank but he can’t find the words to express how embarrassed he is. Link slaps him on the back and assures him that he shouldn’t worry. Everything would blow over and people would forget about it.

(They didn’t forget about it.)

Later they both go up to Vah Ruta and Link tells the entire story to Mipha’s spirit who can’t stop laughing about it, Sidon gets all embarrassed all over again. Good times.

- Lonely Voe

Panic Cord (Bucky Barnes x Reader) Part 2!

Originally posted by whattheendoftheworldlookedlike

A/N: YALL IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK TEN YEars!!! But finally, part 2 is here! I love, love, love the Coney Island Wonder Wheel! If you’ve ridden it, I’m so jealous of you haha! :D I hope y’all like it! ENJOY! - Delilah ❤️

EDIT: I also accidentally posted this on the wrong account lol. Sorry about that!

Warnings: Panic attacks. A lil bit of angst. Fluff? (:

“No way,” you gasped, placing a hand on your heart. “You know Tony Stark?

Bucky let out a small laugh. You really wished you could see his face. The arm that was wrapped around your shoulder tightened as you walked. Even Alfie stopped walking and peered up at Bucky questioningly.

“Tony’s well…he’s Tony. He grows on you after a while.” You nod, still trying to process that this mysterious man who you’ve only known for a week, not only knew Tony Stark -he lived with him in the Stark tower. You’ve never seen it, as you moved to New York long after it was built. But from what everyone says, it’s phenomenal.

“So are you like a cousin or brother of Tony?” you ask, fiddling with Alfie’s leash.

“God, no!” He chuckled. “At least I hope not.”

“Then why are you living with him? If you don’t mind me asking.”

You couldn’t see it, but you could sense the tenseness the question caused. You pulled your hair behind your ear, your cheeks reddening with embarrassment. You had zero intentions of offending him. What were you thinking asking such a personal question?

You turned to him and opened your mouth, prepared to apologize, but before you could get a word out, Bucky cut you off.

“We’re uh…sort of working together.”

Your eyes widened. So…he was an Avenger? You tried to contain your excitement, but you didn’t need eyes to tell you were failing miserably. Somehow you managed to catch a date with an Avenger, despite being blind as a bat.

Being the little chatterbox you were, you found out quite a bit about Bucky Barnes. He was twenty nine years old, quite a few years older than you. His favorite color was royal blue and his favorite food was pepperoni pizza with pineapples. He absolutely adored dogs, much to your delight. Somehow Alfie, who tended to be completely wary of strangers, had warmed up to Bucky in only a few short hours since they’ve met.

However, there were some things that you found out that weren’t from verbal interactions. You pretty much survived on your sense of touch, and you were a master at finding out the hidden facts about him. You discovered that Bucky was at least six feet tall, the way he held you close to him gave it away perfectly. You were able to rest your head on his shoulder perfectly.

Another thing you found out was that Bucky was on the muscular side. Like, really muscular.

When he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind and you leant into him, you could instantly feel the hardness that was his stomach. The guy was built like a brick house, but you were nowhere near complaining! You couldn’t wait to run your hands along it.

The thing you liked the most was his hair.

When he bent down to tie your shoes for you, which was the sweetest thing on this earth, you couldn’t help but run your hand along his hair, taking in each and every strand into your fingers. It was a bit longer than you expected, but that only made him more attractive. You quite liked guys with longer hair, it gave you more to touch, more to see without your eyes.

You concluded in your brain that James Buchanan Barnes was really freaking attractive, and there was absolutely nothing that could change your mind.


The carnival he was taking you to was located on Coney Island.

You’ve been there before, but of course you couldn’t tell without hearing the ferris wheel. You always dreamed of how it looked. Was it as huge as everyone said it was? Did it really light up each night? You always wanted to ride it, but given your grandmother’s protective nature, you were never allowed to as a child. As you grew into an adult, the chances seemed more and more unlikely.

“What’s with the long face, doll.” Bucky whispered into your ear.

You bit your lip to stop the stupid grin that spread on your face. Jesus, you felt like you were in middle school again.

“It’s nothing, really.” you dismissed, feeling Alfie’s tail hitting your legs repeatedly.

“Y/N,” he pressed, placing his chin on your shoulder. “You haven’t stopped smiling the entire time until now. What’s bothering you?” Gosh, were you really that easy to read?

You could feel his hands along yours, playing with your smaller fingers. It was so distracting, jesus, but you couldn’t find it in you to tell him to stop. The fact that his lips were only inches away from yours only added onto your longing.

“I just…I’ve always wanted to ride the ferris wheel, but I can’t.” you admit.

Immediately, you feel one of his hands in yours, gently pulling you away from your spot. What on earth was he doing? You could hear Alfie’s paws hitting the pavement evenly, at least he wasn’t panicking.

“Where are we going, Bucky?” you ask, grabbing onto his shoulder with your other arm.

“To the ferris wheel, kid.” he laughs, continuing to walk with you as if it’s no big deal.

You planted your feet onto the ground, preventing him from taking you any further. You couldn’t go on there! What if you fell off? Grandma would be mortified if that happened. And Alfie, he’d be sent back to the shelter!

Slowly, you felt yourself growing lightheaded, your lungs felt as if they were being filled with lead. You didn’t know which way was up or down. Or even where you were anymore. But you could feel the ground beneath you now. Oh god, did you fall again?

“Y/N!” Bucky called exclaimed.

You felt tears pooling inside your eyes. You just wanted your grandma, she always knew what to do.

“Y/N?” You blinked at Bucky’s voice. It sounded less urgent than before, but you could still detect the fear from it. Bucky placed one of his hands on your cheek, lifting it up slightly.

You knew he was looking into your eyes. But it pained you even more that you couldn’t look into his. Yours weren’t anything, in fact, they weren’t pigmented at all. Everyone always said yours were just a milky grey that took in everything, but gave nothing. It wasn’t fair.

“I-I’m sorry…” You whispered.

“No, I’m sorry,” he said softly. You could feel a hand pull some stray hairs from your face and tuck them behind your ear. “I shouldn’t have pressured you.”

You gave him a small smile, holding out your hand for him to grab. You were expecting the normal, flesh hand that you’ve been holding throughout the day, but instead, you were met with….metal.

You’ve never pulled your hand away so fast in your life.

“W-what…what is…is that your hand?” you sputtered, backing away slowly. What was going on? You never felt anything metal throughout the entire time. Not even when you wrapped your arm around his. Were you hallucinating?

You could hear him inhale sharply.

You frowned, holding your hand out again. Whatever it was, you wanted to feel it again. Maybe it wasn’t metal, but something else!

But no matter how far you reached, you couldn’t feel him. In fact, you were practically crawling before you realized it. You could feel Alfie beside you, nuzzling his snout into your side. Where was Bucky?

“Bucky?” you called out, reaching your hand in front of you.


“Bucky, where’d you go?” you called, standing to your feet. You held onto Alfie’s leash tightly in your hand. Oh no, did he leave?

You could feel the tears pooling in your eyes once again. Did he really just leave you? You knew you might’ve reacted poorly, but…you still needed to get home. You had no idea how to get back.

Wiping your tears with the sleeve of your sweater, you pulled Alfie along. It would take hours, but you had no choice.

You just hoped that Bucky was okay.

- FIN!

Tag list of super awesome people (tags are also open!)

@leahxespinosa @scarlettsoldier @ironicallyinspired@psychicwitchphilosopher @kaiyaisbae @ballerinafairyprincess@uninspiredjedi @mylovelyadventures @amrita31199 @buckyshattergirl@answer-the-sirens @rlsebastianbarnes @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x@kaitskennedyy

your fave is problematic: nathan sharp (a collab b/w me and @frivolousnarc)

- hasnt covered mcr
- speaks like a petulant child
- would kill a man for his safety corner
- is probably bi
- d i m p l e s
- the entirety of nate and dookie
- inhale my dong
- “we had SEX” “did we? i was not all here”
- casually talks about sex
- gets hit in the throat with a banana toothbrush
- laughed afterwards
- nathan sharp has a pain kink
- “i actually am straight”
- jokes that he sleeps in the same bed as hunter
- probably does
- “we have different blankets”
- had a dark side that was featured in a video ONCE and only returned through the thumbnails of his playthrough of the undertale genocide route
- draws his own tattoos
- has gages
- his hair during the count me in era
- named his old band after an all time low song
- his inspiration is billie joe armstrong
- is probably bi
- favorite game is ni no kuni
- is cryptic like patrick stump
- makes speeches live like gerard way
- hits high notes like brendon urie
- owns multiple kigurumis
- his yt name is natewantstobattle
- is bad at pokemon
- is a voice actor
- is probably a weeb
- no one knows who he is
- looks horrible with a beard
- the few episodes he was on game grumps (table flip) he had a noticable boner
- is probably bi
- references old songs in new unrelated ones
- kidnapped matpat
- cries so hard he leaves blue stains on his face
- favorite panic song is emperors new clothes
- is probably bi
- favorite fob song is this aint a scene
- hasn’t covered that
- hasn’t covered mcr
- writes songs about depression
- loves dogs
- fears balloons
- hasnt featured in a starbomb song
- should
- opened for nsp
- made parodies about pokemon
conclusion: he is v problematic but we still love him

feel free to add more ;)

waxing poetic on chest hair removal

modern AU in which Emma works in a salon and Killian is her client, in for a bit of reluctant manscaping (mermen don’t have chest hair, after all). but it eventually grows back. and then…stuff happens. (definitely rated M!) (somewhat based off of prompts that @thesschesthair and @bleebug posted/rcvd; and thanks to @xpumpkindumplingx for looking it over!)
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happy happy happy happy HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE SWEETEST COCONUT ON THE FACE OF THE EARTH, @cocohook38!!!! I hope your day is as wonderful as you are, darling!

“Hey, Tink; what’s my next appointment?”

“Your favorite: manscaping in Room 2.”

“Thanks.” Emma winked at the receptionist, washed her hands, and headed to the room where her next client waited. She was always professional, but one perk to working in a salon that offered waxing was the attention she got to lavish to the chests, abs, and other parts of some very attractive customers. True, she had to be almost clinical at times, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t still look.

There were some days she did curse her job, particularly when she had an itch that needed scratching (or when it led to that itch in the first place), but she always managed to resist slipping her phone number in with the post-waxing care materials, lest they lose a customer.

However, when she opened the door to Room 2 and saw the man leaning against the table, Emma knew right away that this was going to be the hardest client to resist…and she honestly wouldn’t mind if he never sought their services again.

She had seen chest hair of all kinds before—thick, thin, dark, light, a small amount, and an obscene amount.

But this guy? It was somehow…perfect: thicker near the center of the chest, tapering out over his well-developed pecs, and then drawing a dark, thin line down the center of his toned stomach, disappearing into his low-slung dark-wash jeans.

And he wanted it gone? For the first time ever, she kind of hated her job if she was supposed to rid the world of that beauty.

The owner of said glorious chest hair cleared his throat; Emma blushed immediately, realizing she’d been staring. “My eyes are up here, love,” he said, in a teasing tone and enticing accent.

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Make-up sex.

It’s almost 4am and I whipped this up. I actually like it. NSFW gif (not mine).

Word Count: short.

Warnings: Smut.

Imagine coming home from a heated argument with Bucky. You don’t remember how it started, or why it even got to that point. You are both standing in the middle of the living room, staring at each other with annoyed expressions. Your chests rising and falling, tired from arguing. You drop your purse on the couch and take off your jacket. You catch his eyes looking down your body, then back up to your face. You are wearing a fitted blue dress. His favorite. It didn’t annoy you, though. You look down and see his cock hardening inside his pants.

You stare at each other for a few seconds more before running to each other. His hands pick you up and wrap your legs around his waist. He slides your dress up, kissing your neck as he rubs his cock against your entrance. He drops both of you to the floor, unzipping his pants and freeing his cock. He pulls your panties to the side and shoves his cock deep inside you. He watches as your body bounces up and down the floor, helping your remove your straps off your shoulders to free your breasts.

He spreads your legs wider, feeling your walls hugging him tighter. His cock hits your spot every time.

“Harder Bucky,” you say. 

And he obliges. He places your legs on his shoulders and turns his head to bite your leg.

“Bucky,” you moan.

His thrust become faster, his metal thumb find its way between your bodies and circles your clit. The coolness of it causing goosebumps throughout your body.

“Cum for me baby,” he commands you.

Bucky deepens his thrusts, until finally, you cum. He follows shortly after, feeling his cum shoot inside you. He falls on top of you, both of you breathing heavily. You run your hand through his soft long hair, turning his face to you.

“I love you, Bucky.”

“I love you too, Y/N,” he says, giving you a tired smile.

I am in second grade
I have the biggest crush on my teacher
He is kind and nice
In my seven-year-old eyes he is the smartest person
When he asks us to color in a picture with our favorite color
My page is covered in greens and blue and reds and-
I use every crayon in the box
My teach comes over
He frowns and asks me to pick one color
I tell him I like all the colors
He tells me every color can’t be my favorite
He is the smartest person I know
He must be right
My little teddy bear heart breaks

I am in sixth grade
We have to interview each other
One of the questions asked
What is your favorite color
I happily answer all of them
My partner frowns at me
You have to pick one
I tell him I like all the colors the same
On the paper he writes down blue
Says I can borrow his favorite color
It is kind
But still feels like I am lying
Good intentions
It still feels like something is being stolen from me

I am in eighth grade
We have to write an essay about who we are
They ask us to include our favorite things
Including our favorite color
My paper is perfect
At least to me
It is twice as long as asked to be
I’m sure my teacher will love it
When she reads it she frowns
Hands it back
Tells me I did it incorrectly
I have to pick one favorite
I grow tired of people frowning at me
I sigh and write down blue
I guess I’ll share that color afterall

I start telling people my favorite color is blue
Less explaining that way
Less fighting to validate myself that way
Less people frowning at me that way

Fast forward to college
It is pride week
Rainbows litter my vision
I already know who I am sexuality wise
Here I am allowed to like all the colors
We fill out a forum
To introduce ourselves
Under favorite color I write color wheel
They smile
Ask me if I meant rainbow
Without meaning to they are still asking me to pick

The rainbow doesn’t have all the colors
Seafoam green
Golden brown  
It doesn’t hold the color of sunlight reflecting on grass
Doesn’t have the color of clouds against the moon
I try to find the words to explain this
I can’t find them
So I cross out my answer and write rainbow

I was taught to pick
From an early age
I was taught only certain shades mattered
I was taught that people who could pick were better
Pick a color
You can’t like them all
Pick a label
You have too many
Pick a gender
Stop being selfish

I’ve been trained to pick
I’ve picked until I lost myself
Not anymore
My favorite color is the color wheel
My sexuality is my own
As is my gender
I will not pick
I will not give away parts of myself
Because not only do I like all the colors
I am all the colors


“Color Wheel” (or How I figured out I was genderfluid)

Stella Seibert 

Burgundy (Steve X reader)

Summary: Steve’s favorite color isn’t blue.

Pairing: Steve X reader

Word Count: 259

Note: just a little Drabble I thought of! It’s short but I hope you like it!

Everyone always assumed that Steve’s favorite color was blue, and, for the most part, they would be right. Blue was everywhere in his world. It was the color of his eyes, his suit, his shield, and a lot of his clothes, too. It was the color of the sky and the ocean, both endless abysses that he found solace in. But if anyone asked him, it wouldn’t be blue.

It would be burgundy.

Burgundy was the color of your favorite sweatshirt, the one you usually wore in the morning, with sleepy eyes and mussed hair as you walked into the kitchen and greeted him. It was the color of your favorite dress, skin tight with a small dip in the front to show just enough cleavage and your sternum to make Steve’s heart beat fast when he saw you in it. It was the color of your cheeks whenever he showed you affection, especially when he told you how much he loved you. It was the color of your passion, when you were fired up and arguing with anyone else in the tower or doing your damned best on a mission. It was the color of your favorite pair of lingerie, the ones that made his knees buckle and his throat close up and face go beet red when he saw you in them. It was the color of your bed sheets, safe and warm and wrapped around the both of you and feeling like home.

Yeah, sure, Steve Rogers liked blue. But his absolute favorite color was burgundy.

27 and 43 with Rocket

27: kiss me
43: you have no idea how bad I want you right now

Rocket loved getting you all flustered. He loved seeing your face burn a shade of blue. It was on of his favorite things about you being from Xandar. He loved seeing you try and hide your face with your hands or hair. It always reminded him of why he loved you so much.

That’s all he could think of as he sat next to you watching you stitch his jumpsuit back back together. He leaned back and gave a small laugh. You glanced over at Rocket raising an eyebrow.

“You know… I would die for you to kiss me.” He grinned at you waiting for that familiar blush.

You would have blushed normally but you’d caught onto his little game. You’d prepared yourself for this. It was his turn to get all flustered. You hid your grin as you glanced over at him.

“You have no idea how bad I want you right now.” Your voice was quiet but smooth.

Rocket stopped in his tracks and he fell back off of his chair. You kept stitching laughing softly. He stood up quickly staring at you wide eyed. He opened and closed his mouth a few times nothing coming out.

“(Y/n)!” He finally managed hiding his own face in his hands.

“Payback.” You laughed finishing up his jumpsuit and handing it to him.

“I can’t take you.” He grumbled as he got dressed again.

“You love me.” You moved to run a hand over his head laughing softly.