but i hope you like it too

✨Bye Bye Beautiful✨ -
First of all, super excited that it’s the weekend! Hope you all enjoy it to the fullest 😌. Was a bit more playful with the colors than usual on the hair, wanted to leave the texture of brush strokes of blue to accentuate the composition a little better. Went with trying to get the likeness too. I wanted to accentuate the jacket a little more but changed my mind. Anyway, some experimentation going on here. Thanks for looking you guys <333 

panicatthe-bands  asked:

Hiiii! Could you do #78 please??


I’m working on these at a snail’s pace. Anyways I hope you enjoy it! I had a lot of fun writing it. Here’s #78: “That’s my shirt. So is that…wait?”


Stiles was the best.

Of course that was subject to opinion, but to him he was the freaking best. Ten out of ten the best friend, the best son, and especially the best boyfriend. Oh yeah that was also a thing too; he was the boyfriend of Derek Hale. The Adonis-like body, the chiseled cheeks graced with perfectly trimmed stubble, the incredibly smart and closeted jokester/nerd, the Derek Hale.

So when Stiles says he’s the best it’s because he didn’t tell Derek he was coming home from George Washington a few days earlier than planned. Oh yeah, surprise visit, probably the best idea since the whole panties thing they discovered…but that’s a story for another time.

This is how he found himself creeping up the stairs to their apartment after the longest three and a half hour drive from DC to New York ever. Even his constant music and finger drumming couldn’t distract him long enough to keep his mind off the time. It’s late; which is probably for the best since the more tired Derek was the less he used his senses, plus New York was naturally loud so the chance of blowing this too early was slim.

The chance of other forms of blowing were pretty high.

Stiles grabbed his keys, sliding them in the lock of their door as quietly as possible. The grinding of the key sliding through its riveted slot was loud and he almost wanted to scream in frustration but that would definitely give him away. Instead he huffed quietly and shoved the door open, toeing off his shoes on the mat before shuffling through the entrance to the open concept living area.

While there was no sign of Derek, the place was a mess. That was weird because Derek was such a neat freak; however blankets of all kinds were splayed about, the sink was piled with dishes, the stove top was full of crumbs…

The only thought running through Stiles’ mind was ‘what the everloving hell is going on?’.

He set his duffel bag on the couch as well as his computer bag, crossing the way to the small hallway that lead to the bedroom and bathroom. The door was cracked open slightly with soft yellow lighting pouring out. Stiles pushed the door open only to see the softest version of Derek he’s ever seen.

The socks on his feet are mismatched, he’s wearing the sweats with the holes in the legs and the sweater with the thumbholes, his hair all tousled and soft against his forehead. Stiles didn’t take out his phone despite the overwhelming urge to. This was an intimate moment and saving it on a camera felt wrong in a way.

Stiles walked over to the edge of the bed, his hand not even touching Derek before a strong grip wrapped around his wrist a tad too tight. Blue eyes flashed at him before fading quickly to reveal surprised green-ish ones.

“Hey, surpri–whoa!”

Suddenly his world was flipped, his hip smashing painfully with another as he was pulled onto the bed. Strong arms wrapped around him and held him impossibly close, a face nuzzling into his neck and making him laugh. The stubble….well beard now, tickled the hell out of him.

A possessive growl –that went straight to his dick if Stiles was being honest– echoed through the room and against his skin.

“You’re back early,” Derek said after a moment.

Stiles pulled back a little, looking his boyfriend in the eyes, “I wanted to surprise you?”

Derek still looked taken back, his mouth parted with his teeth poking out a little. This warm, bubbly, fuzzy feeling rose in his chest and suddenly he couldn’t help but lean in and kiss that shock right off his boyfriend’s face. The slight chapped feeling of his lips juxtaposed the softness of Derek’s, their noses brushing against each other’s ever so lightly every now and then.

When they pulled back Stiles finally noticed Derek’s pillow.

“That’s my shirt,” he said blankly, sitting up a little to see it better, “so is that…wait? What?”

Derek’s face went up in flames, the tan skin suddenly dark with red flush. Stiles didn’t need the gift of lycanthropy to see the embarrassment roll off the older man in waves. Under and around Derek’s pillow was his old Beacon Hills high school hoodies, a few of his graphic tee shirts, and basically anything and everything Stiles wears often.

It clicked in his head then.

“Ummm–”

“You missed me,” Stiles deadpanned.

Derek frowned, “Stiles…what? Of course I did.”

“Well duh…I just…you went as far to be with my scent,” Stiles said, motioning to the pillow.

“I always want to be with you and your scent,” Derek said, holding Stiles closer.

A grin spread across his face, “well that’s reassuring. I’d be worried if you didn’t.”

Derek took that as a cue to nuzzle his face back into Stiles’ neck and chest, scenting him immediately. Stiles laughed softly, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend tightly, letting the wolf take what he needed.

“I’m glad to be home,” Stiles said after a while.

Derek paused, looking up, “…home?”

“Once again duh, you’re my home.”

If Stiles took an extra week off school…well it was worth it if he got to stay with Derek, his home.


ASK ME A PROMPT FOR THE DRABBLE CHALLENGE!

if you wanna go to heaven (you should fuck me tonight)

i finally fuckin posted chapter two and a shoutout to @certifiedsinbin for being awesome and making the posts/art that got me working on this again

8416 words // explicit

Summary:

“Do you just miss me,” Bucky drawls, and Steve realises this is his opening, his chance to show off for Bucky just a little. “Or do you miss something else too?”

[ao3] [chapter two]

“SLAM”
Practicing moving angle shots and rotating backgrounds!

So yeah I got inspired by @rubberninja and @studioyotta‘s incredible stuff once again, and decided to give rotating surroundings a shot!
Pretty happy how it turned out, except for the animation of the character itself, a little too fast and not floaty enough..

Well, hope you like it!~

Sorting The Avengers in Hogwarts houses!

Note: This is the first time i’ve sorted anyone! I might get a few wrong, and we may think differently. That’s okay! These are just my thoughts, and you are more than free to give yours too. 


Tony Stark: This… Could go either way for me. I think Tony has both Ravenclaw and Slytherin traits. Though overall i think he is Slytherin.

Originally posted by stiilesstilinski

Steve Rogers: Completely a  Gryffindor. He has every single trait the Brave house shares. And frankly i don’t know what other house would suit him more.

Originally posted by naih-reedus

Bruce Banner: Ravenclaw! This one was pretty obvious. Bruce is extremely smart and wise, and would for sure do very well in this house.

Originally posted by cinexphile

Natasha Romanoff: Slytherin! She is very Cunning and has a fire inside her, just like most of her housemates.

Originally posted by basicmarvelnerd

Clint Barton: Hufflepuff! Loyal, kind, and sticks to his friends sides, he is truly a cute lil’ huffpuff.

Originally posted by stiilesstilinski

Thor: He cares about his friends and would always stick by their side. Not to mention all the gifts he gives to his roommate (Aka his presence). I think Thor is a Hufflepuff!

Rhodey: Without a question, Gryffindor! He risks his life constantly for his job, and puts nerve over all. 

Originally posted by dailyrhodey

Scott Lang: Hufflepuff! Our Scott is very genuine and kind, and really i think he’s a very very good example of a pure Hufflepuff.

Originally posted by skyexwanda

Peter Parker: Ravenclaw! Though i do think he would be good in Hufflepuff, his wit, mind, and wisdom are his true traits. (In my sorting hat book)

Originally posted by manny-mellark

T’challaGryffindor! He’s brave, chivalrous, and daring, which is why i put him in there!

Originally posted by miscellame

Sam Wilson: Honestly, this one is a little hard. Though i know him for his kindness and loyalty to Steve, others could say his willingness to save people tops it all, but i think he’d do well in Hufflepuff.

Originally posted by marvxl-trash

Bucky/ Winter solider: Bucky is Hufflepuff, since he always makes sure Steve is happy,  and stays by his side forever. The winter solider is  Gryffindor.

Originally posted by closer-to-the-edge-of-glory

Wanda: I feel like through she could be a Gryffindor, she would do much better in  Slytherin. Since she’s a very ambitious and now mostly cares about herself and only herself. 

Originally posted by comicbookdaily

Pietro:  Gryffindor! It’s a little hard to place him, since he wasn’t in the movie all that much (ow) but i think the way he saved Clint was brave and daring. Which seems to be his main traits.

Originally posted by marvelmaximoff

Vision: He does have a almost limitless amount of information at his hands, and is very accepting, so really, what other house than Ravenclaw! 

Originally posted by akamatthewmurdock

Soooo I have a headcanon (well…I guess it’s a headcanon, but it’s something I hope might actually happen) that Chas filmed the speeches at Robron’s wedding reception.

Like…I found it a bit odd that Robert mentioned his speech (to Aaron outside the pub), but we didn’t get to see it. So I have this headcanon that it did happen, that Robert probably did make some long soppy speech, and maybe Aaron said a few words too (not a lot, and certainly not he way Robert did!) and that Chas filmed it (as she appeared to be filming them dancing/cuddling too).

So my headcanon is, that at some point over the next few weeks/however long Aaron is inside, Robert is going to watch these videos. Like just sit there in the quiet and watch them. I can imagine Chas telling him that she’s put all the wedding stuff on a disk for him, but he can’t bring himself to watch (because he’s sort of embarrassed, but also he just can’t bring himself to watch them without Aaron) but one day he just….he can’t stand being away from Aaron any longer, and just needs to feel close to him, so he brings himself to watch the footage of them on the happiest day of their lives.

I would love this so so so much if Emmerdale actually like….showed this. Like you can’t say (twice!) about Robert making a speech and then not show it. So imagine if they did show it, just weeks later, with Robert watching it on the TV or on his laptop. Like wobbly home-movie style footage with Chas “aww’ing” over the top of it.

I mean I don’t actually think this will happen, but bY GOD I would love it if it did. Either way, it’s going to happen in my mind <3

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Missing Pages - Schwoozie - The Walking Dead (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: The Walking Dead (TV)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Daryl Dixon/Beth Greene
Characters: Daryl Dixon, Beth Greene, Maggie Greene, Hershel Greene, Glenn Rhee, Lori Grimes, Carl Grimes, Shane Walsh, Carol Peletier, Andrea (Walking Dead), Patricia (Walking Dead: Greene Farm), Jimmy (Walking Dead: Greene Farm), Theodore “T-Dog” Douglas
Additional Tags: The Greene Farm, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Season/Series 02, Sexual Frustration, Awkward Conversations, Late at Night, Older Man/Younger Woman, Grief/Mourning
Summary:

After the barn and the tragedies that follow, Beth needs masturbation—her nightly ritual of stress relief—more than ever. But when Hershel invites Rick’s group out of their campsite and into the house, Beth finds herself lacking the privacy she needs to take care of herself. Stressed, smothered, and tired as hell, Beth is close to her breaking point—close, that is, until the only group member to maintain a space of his own offers Beth his tent as a solution.

Past. Future - Calum Chambers One-shot

For an anonymous request

Summary: Calum said something, and it might be something that you wasn’t supposed to hear

Word count: 508 words

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montsepereaa  asked:

i was watching your art stream on ig tonight (i stoped bc it's 1am and i'm super tired from school) and i just want to say that you are soft human bean. when you were glueing the paper you were being so delicate and calming. i hope you don't stay up too long and that your finger gets better. you seem like a lovely person and i would love the chance to get to know you. 💕

aww haha thank you i appreciate it

anonymous asked:

How young is too young? I'm 14, but I think I'm aspec. I'm really hoping it's not just "a phase" like everyone says. Am I too young to know?

I think you know when you know. I say teens are the most common time to start realizing your sexuality whatever it may be. 

anonymous asked:

I think another reason might be that he's been trained to lie about things that have a possible connection to harry for 6 years now, and his knee jerk reaction is to lie. Lying about things like this is almost more natural to him than saying the truth. I don't blame hi, I just hope that he can have a future when he can say the truth without having to reconsider or wonder if he said too much

you’re right and it breaks my heart but this is the production of being subjected to years of intensive media training (more so than the other boys, even, sans harry. they got it the hardest for obvious reasons.)

anonymous asked:

Hello, Tia! I really like your art, it's very pretty to look at! I especially love your braces!Chara headcanon as an Undertale fan myself. But, what if Frisk had braces too? And have you seen Madoka Magica? What are your thoughts on it if you have? It's okay if you don't want to answer this ask if you're too anxious or anything, I understand. Keep on being creative kiddo! Hope you're doing well! :D

ahhh thanks a lot!!! i havent seen pmmm yet, tho a lot of my friends say that it’s pretty good so it’s on my “to watch” list! that list’s pretty long tho, and i dont have much free time at the moment, so idk when i’ll do it :0

as for your first question– tbh i’ve been thinking about that p much since the day i drew my first braces!chara,, they’d deffo look cute w/ them, that’s for sure!! 

as for the reactions and ect., i think frisk would be very exited about getting braces at first

but then, not w/out charas help (who’d definitely be jealous of frisk since their braces arent, y’know, permanent ghostly braces) they’d quickly realise that having braces isn’t exactly very exiting

…but then chara’d probably apologise for scaring frisk & would. idk. reassure them that braces are still not, like, the worst thing that could possibly happen to them and help ‘em out and stuff??

Shape of You

So this is my first fanfiction, I hope you guys like it! Please do leave some feedback, I’d love to know how I did and how I can improve. It’s also sort of based on Ed Sheeran’s Shape of You. Thank you :)


Pairing: Sehun x Reader x Jimin

Word Count: 4k+

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Warning: Implied Smut

Originally posted by shinenamjoon

I’m in love with the shape of you

We push and pull like a magnet do

Although my heart is falling too

I’m in love with your body

 

/

 

You knew from the moment you set your hazel and curious eyes on him, that he was the one. No, you didn’t believe in love at first sight, not at all. But this was different. You felt it, you know you did. And so did he.

/

It all started when you found out your boyfriend of two years cheated on you. You found out in the worst way possible, coming home to hear the loud and pleasure-filled screams of a woman. When you saw it, you felt all the emotions hit you one at a time, coursing through your nerves and your entire body. How could he? You loved Sehun. Didn’t he love you too? Apparently not enough.

Crying was something you absolutely hated but you could not stop the tears from flowing down your red cheeks. “Y/N….”, he said, looking flustered and terrified at the same time. The woman in your bed didn’t even bother covering her body which was painted with purple and blue colors your boyfriend left on her. She instead, looked you up and down with a smirk on her face. She was probably thinking about how mediocre you looked compared to her. “Get the fuck out,” you muttered, your voice laced with venom.

You were surprised at your voice. Despite shedding tears, your voice was stable. “Y/N, I can explain!” he shouted with his voice shaking slightly, looking up at you with eyes filled with guilt. What the fuck? “Explain what? What is there to explain? You’re in bed with another woman, Sehun, you were cheating on me for god knows how fucking long, and I’m not having any of it. GET OUT.” That felt good, to shout it out, to release your anger.

He stood up, finally finding the right words to say to you. “Well you know what? I’ll explain, then. I got tired of you when you kept staying at work most of the time, coming back late almost every night! You even go to work on weekends and who knows that YOU might be cheating on me, especially with that colleague of yours, Taehyung which you always seem to hang around with? I couldn’t take it anymore, I needed someone to talk to.. and then I met Hyuna.” Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Hyuna quickly putting her clothes on, leaving quietly and honestly, you were glad she decided to fuck off.

“Well okay, then,” you said quietly. You heard the front door close. “What?” What do you mean by ‘okay’?” “I said okay,” you said, louder. You didn’t want to hear anything from him, you just wanted him out of your house, right now. “I’m sorry that me being busy was our downfall. I’m sorry that I was not good enough, for you. But I want you to leave. I never want to see your face appear anywhere near me, ever again. I want all of your things out by tomorrow, please.” He looked down, thinking of this mess he got himself into and got up. He pulled his clothes on slowly, and you walked to the front door.

You heard his footsteps come closer and you glanced at him, not wanting to meet his eyes. “So this is good bye, then?” he asked softly, trying his best to get you to look at him. “Yes.” You looked up at him then, seeing his face filled with hurt and regret. “I’m sorry, Y/N.” Then he was out of the door, and out of your apartment, never once looking back at you and you were glad that he didn’t.

You cleaned your bedroom, ridding of the sheets which reeked of filthy, guilty sex. In fact, you were going to burn it, or throw it in acid, whatever. You took a warm shower, turning the heater up to its maximum setting. The hot water didn’t hurt you at all, surprisingly.  It was so hot, that it felt cold, and you liked it. Your tears were washed away, and all of the pain. You were surprised that you didn’t feel as hurt as you thought you would, but you were okay. Sure, it hurt like a motherfucker, but you felt things decline in your relationship anyway.

That was why you kept yourself away at work, and no, not to meet your handsome colleague, but to get away from your relationship with Sehun. You felt everything go awry when you smelled the perfume of another woman the night he came back home late. He thought you were asleep, but you weren’t. He got tired of me because I was working all the time? What a fucking liar. Maybe that’s why you didn’t feel a crazy amount of hurt, betrayal and sadness. You always told yourself that relationships never work out, they never do. One will get bored, one will cheat, and then that’s it. You’ve always had the mentality to never fall completely for someone, ever. You can never give your entire self to a person, you can never lose yourself when it comes to love.

But this was different. You’ve never been cheated on before, so this felt different. Sure, you were sad, but you were feeling insecure as fuck. You felt unattractive. That was probably why Sehun cheated, right? He thought you were boring. You’ve had enough of basking in your depressing and shitty thoughts, so you decided to call your main hoe, your best friend, Seulgi and spill everything to her.

“He WHAT?!” She screamed into your ear. “Hold on, don’t do anything stupid, I’m coming over.” “I’m not going to do anything stupid!” you protested but it was too late, the line went dead. That was what you loved about Seulgi, she was always there for you, and you were always there. No one could describe your friendship as it was unique and something you’d forever cherish. You loved her more than Sehun, she wouldn’t ever hurt you intentionally like he did, like other people do.

She arrived 10 minutes later at your door holding a plastic bag full of beer and your favorite chocolate ice cream. You fucking love this girl. “Beer and ice cream, really?” You took the plastic bag from her, setting it down on the kitchen counter and taking the contents out. “What? Isn’t it the way to live the post-break up life?” She looked at you curiously, heading to the kitchen to find bowls and spoons for the ice cream. “I don’t feel anything, Seulgi. I feel numb. Is this normal? It’s as if I saw this coming and I know it’s my fault.” You both started stuffing your faces with ice cream. Ah, what a lovely Friday night.

“Y/N,” she sighed. “You can’t blame yourself for something that was shared between two people, you just can’t. A relationship works when it’s supposed to. Sometimes, it just doesn’t. Don’t blame yourself. Sehun’s just a fucking bastard who doesn’t know what he has or rather, what he had.” She smiled to herself. “He wasn’t that attractive anyway, Y/N, you can do so much better.” “I know, Seulgi, I know. It hurts to know that I was boring to him…towards the end of our relationship, you know? I just feel so unattractive.. like him. The bitch didn’t help either, she had the perfect tits, perfect fake nose.” You grimaced at the thought of her naked and in your own bed.

She suddenly sat up and grabbed your cheeks. “You, unattractive, boring? Do you want me to slap you? That’s it, we’re getting out of here. In fact, that was my plan all along.” She pulled you up and you lost your balance and fell. “Seulgi, what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” “I’m taking you out, that’s what the fuck I’m doing. You’re not staying in this shithole, at least not tonight. You’re saying that you don’t feel shit but I know you feel tons of it. So, we’re going out.” You looked down at yourself, studying your clothes, thinking of how shabby and messy you looked. “Can you at least let me get ready first? Then I’ll follow, I’ll go wherever the fuck you want me to go, I promise” you smile at her, making a pinky promise with her. Hey, adults can make pinky promises too. “Okay, just hurry up!” she barks, throwing herself back down on the sofa.

You quickly ran to your room, throwing all the clothes you were wearing onto the bed and started going through your closet. You ended up wearing a black leather skirt which stopped slightly above your knees along with thigh high stockings, pairing it with your favorite purple turtleneck. You brushed your hair quickly and put on some purple lipstick and mascara. You weren’t the type to put too much on your face, so you gave yourself one last look in the mirror and went out to meet Seulgi. She looked you up and down with that signature smirk on her face. “A few minutes ago you told me you felt unattractive but here you are, looking like a fucking goddess, you idiot. Let’s go!” She linked her fingers through yours and pulled you out into the night

She was right, you did feel attractive, you were just being dumb. Who the fuck cares if Sehun doesn’t find you attractive or good enough for him? Your thoughts and your opinion of yourself matter way more than his do. It’s his loss anyway and you know what, you’re happy. Happy that he’s out of your life, happy with your independent and beautiful self.

Minutes later, Seulgi pulled up to a parking lot next to one of the craziest and hottest clubs in town. Of course, where else would she bring you? Well, there’s nothing wrong with a club, it’s the perfect place for you to bust all of your dance moves and have one night stands with people who won’t matter to you the next day. Seulgi grinned at you. “You ready, Y/N? All drinks are on me, unless of course you meet someone who’s willing to buy drinks for you.” You scoffed at her. “What makes you think you’ll need to buy drinks for me?” A large grin painted her face and she hugged you. “I love you! Now let’s have some fun!”

You both walked into the club, hand in hand and walked to the dance floor. You weren’t drunk, but you felt like you were and danced like nobody’s business. You swayed your hips to the music, twirling around on the dance floor, even dancing with random men. They grabbed onto you, wanting more than just your dancing but you weren’t giving it to them. Of course it was the place to meet guys and have one night stands but honestly, you just felt like dancing the night away. You saw Seulgi in the distance, dancing with a guy who of course wanted nothing more than to get into her pants.

You chuckled to yourself and walked over to the bar. You ordered a vodka and felt Seulgi sit on the seat next to you and stared at you. “Y/N, why are you here all alone not letting anyone buy you a drink?” You sigh. “I just don’t want to meet any guys, Seulgi. They’re all the same and I feel sick of them. I just want to drink and dance in peace.” You sip your vodka and Seulgi continues to stare at you. “Okay then, Y/N, but just try to have some fun, okay?” She gets up, walking back to the dance floor to continue dancing with the previous guy.

Right when she left, your depressing thoughts came back, thinking about your previous relationship. Sure it didn’t work out, but did it mean anything at all? What was the point of it if everything was going to be ruined in the end? To teach you a lesson? To put you through unnecessary pain? Why? Why did you have to meet Sehun and fall in love with him, spend years together, do things together, share things together only to have it all come to an end? You’re tired of this shit. It’s unnecessary, it’s stupid. You’ll live your entire life single, with 100 cats. That wouldn’t be too bad, right?

That was when you saw him. You sucked in your breath, feeling your heartbeat accelerate. Dear lord, he was beautiful. He was dancing on the dance floor, and not like how everyone else was dancing, like a bunch of deers. His movements were like water, so beautifully smooth and fluid-like, so gracefully. You couldn’t take your eyes off him, they were glued to him, to his body, to the way he moved. There was something about him that made you feel so strangely on the inside but you loved it. What is it that you’re feeling?

Then he looked in your direction, and your eyes met. Everything was in slow motion after that. You couldn’t believe this was happening, how could a person make you feel this way, so intensely in a matter of seconds? He then walked towards you and it took you a while to process what was happening. This beautiful man was walking towards you. You. He was then right in front of you, and you saw his face more clearly.

His hair was blonde with his black roots showing through, messy, and drenched with sweat, but you didn’t care. His face was angelic, perfectly smooth without any traces of blemishes, in fact the most beautiful face you had ever laid your eyes upon. Your eyes scanned his face, adoring the beautiful, rich, chocolate color of his eyes which made you swoon. His lips were the pinkest lips you have ever seen, plump, luscious and all you wanted to do was to taste them. You noticed that he too, was scanning your face just like you were doing to him.

“Hello there,” he said softly, those two words enough to give your whole body goosebumps. His voice was beautiful too, sweet and soothing just like honey, and you loved honey. “Hi,” you squeaked. You were never before unable to speak in front of a man, but this time it was different. “I noticed you watching me dance, and I thought I’d ask you to join me. I saw you dancing earlier on just now and thought you were pretty good at it.” Is this for real? You exhaled slowly. This beautiful man is asking me to dance with him? He thinks I’m good at dancing? Oh fuck being stubborn. You’re not going to reject him.

“Well okay then, I’d love to,” you say, and he offers his hand to you. You place your hand in his, and you feel it. You feel the electric shock that is so intense you feel everything snap together, your broken heart piece itself back together, your depressing thoughts leave your mind.

He leads you to the dance floor and then he’s dancing with you, sensually and beautifully and you love it. You don’t mind him holding onto your hips, you don’t mind him touching you. “You looked like you weren’t here physically just now, you know? If you don’t mind me asking, what were you thinking about?” You suddenly stiffen, recalling the thoughts which were playing through your mind just moments ago. Hold on a minute, I don’t even know his name! “What’s your name?” You blurted out. He looked slightly taken aback, but chuckled lightly. The sound of his chuckle alone was enough to send shivers down your spine.

“I’m Jimin. And you are?” Jimin. His name is beautiful too. “My name is Y/N,” you smile, blushing slightly.

You both then talk about your lives, your jobs, the things you liked to do, the things you hated to do. You talked about your hopes and dreams, our deepest and darkest fears. Despite Jimin being a complete stranger, you didn’t feel like he was one. You felt comfortable with him, you felt.. happy.

What you didn’t know though, was what he felt when he saw your tainted cheeks. What you didn’t know though, was what he felt when he touched your hand. What you didn’t know as well, though, was what he felt when he first laid his eyes on yours. On you.

At that moment, Shape of You by Ed Sheeran starts playing.

 

Girl, you know I want your love

Your love was handmade for somebody like me

Come on now, follow my lead

I may be crazy, don’t mind me

Say, boy, let’s not talk too much

Grab on my waist and put that body on me

Come on now, follow my lead

 

“I was thinking about my life. I just found out that my now ex-boyfriend was cheating on me for god knows how long because he thought I became boring. The spark wasn’t there anymore, and all that shit.” He looks into your eyes, his irises laced with sympathy, but you didn’t want that. “Y/N, I know it sucks, in fact, the exact same shit happened to me a while ago. She wasn’t worth it, so I decided I’d come here every night just to dance the pain away.” You then felt some sympathy for him, but you figured that he, too, didn’t want it.

“Jimin, I don’t feel anything at all. In fact, I don’t even feel sad. I feel strangely.. free. Like Dobby the house-elf.” He chuckled at that. “I mean, yeah I was feeling like shit, but.. if it’s not meant to be, then why ponder about it?” You noticed that he tightened his grip on your hips and he opened his mouth to say something, but you decided to change the topic. “Where did you learn to dance so well?”

“Let’s save that for another time, shall we? There’s something that I’ve been wanting to do ever since I laid my eyes on you, Y/N,” he said quietly, now looking slightly nervous. Your heart started beating faster. “Oh? And what was that?” He then leaned towards you, and you could smell his musky cologne which you instantly loved. What is he trying to do? Your heart’s beating faster and faster. He places his hand on the back of your neck, underneath my hair. Your throat goes dry, and suddenly, his lips meets yours. You thought your heart was going to jump out of your throat. Oh god, you’ve never felt anything like this before. It felt like an out-of-body experience.

You then lean into the kiss, placing your arms around his neck and tangling your fingers through his beautiful blonde locks. All your negative thoughts are gone your mind is focused entirely on Jimin and you don’t even wonder where Seulgi is as you start kissing him slowly but with more passion, your tongue lightly grazing his lips. You heard him moan softly, and oh god that was a sound you’d love to hear over and over again. He pulled your body closer to his and it ignited something inside of you. His tongue danced into your mouth and your tongues dance around together in a frenzy, tasting each other. After what felt like hours, you finally pull away and look at him, brain going fuzzy, eyes glazing over. His lips were swollen, and yours were tingling, containing the urge to connect your mouth to his again.

He’s smiling at you, the warmest smile you have ever received from someone, making your insides feel warm and fuzzy, and you smile back at him. Despite what happened moments ago, he still manages to make you feel all warm inside. “Jimin…,” you sigh, placing your hands on his shoulders, rubbing them. His hands are caressing your back and he places his head on your shoulder. “Y/N, that was…” he whispers. “Let me take you home, I’ll take care of you.”

Without hesitating, you grab onto his hand, letting him take you to his home. The night was beautiful, the air was cool and it felt like spring. As soon as you got to his house, your lips were back onto each other’s, peeling each other’s clothes off layer by layer, leaving a scattered trail on the floor and before you knew it, you were both naked on his bed.

He had the body of a god, beautifully sculpted, defined abs and muscular thighs you couldn’t take your eyes off. Heck, you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. He felt the same way about you, staring at you in awe when all of your clothes were off. You were quick to cover yourself but he moved your hands away, pinning them above your head. “You’re beautiful, Y/N, so beautiful,” he whispers, brushing his thumb against your cheek before leaning in and kissing you again. This time you don’t hold back, letting your instincts take over as you climb over him, straddling him and loving the feeling of his body beneath yours. You’re tracing his abs, his chest, and touching his thighs. He’s flexing them for you and it turns you on even more to see his muscles bulge out.

You both kiss each other with such passion, hands feeling each other’s bodies, the room full of the sounds of your moans. “I need you, Jimin,” you whined, and he flips you over with you now being under him. He leaves purple marks all over your neck, your chest, your breasts, marking you as his. He treats you carefully, making sure he doesn’t hurt you, making sure that the only thing you’re feeling is pleasure. It’s all so sensual that your brain can’t even comprehend any of this. You’ve had one night stands before but this feels like it’s so much more, it feels like this was meant to be.

He caresses your body, making you feel things no one else ever could. He slides into you and you keep your legs around his waist while your hands claw his back. You both make love to each other then and there, enjoying being in each other’s presence, enjoying the feel of your bodies touching each other, enjoying the feel of it.The way he moved against you was so sensual, so erotic. You’re in love with his body. He had a way of moving, hitting you in the right places, at the right angles, making you moan so loudly and even screaming his name.

You are so lucky, so lucky to even be with Jimin, this god-like human. The pleasure muddles your thoughts, the thought of making love with this man makes you euphoric. Your chests press against each other, your hearts opening up to each other to become one. After you both finally tumble over the edge, your highs both washing over the both of you intensely, you collapse against each other, breathing heavily and he’s whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

“That was amazing, Y/N,” Jimin sighed, giving you a quick kiss on top of your head, bringing your body close to his before getting up and walking to his bathroom. He returned moments later with a damp towel to clean your body. He tosses the towel away and then joins you back on the bed.

“Jimin…,” you whisper, snuggling into his chest, feeling the drowsiness take over. He’s caressing your hair, your back, and keeping you close to him. You hear him whisper a “good night” to you before you both fall asleep in each other’s arms.

You wake up the next morning finding a beautiful face next to yours, and you smile brightly reaching over to trace his face features. You trace his eyes, his eyelashes, his nose, his lips. He’s so beautifully ethereal. He moves a bit next to you, and then his eyes are open and the first thing he does is smile.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he says, giving you a quick peck on your lips. You close your eyes, thinking of everything that happened yesterday… “Y/N?” Jimin nudges you. “Mmm?” He holds you flush against his body. “There’s something I’d like to say..” You open your eyes and smile at him. “What is it, Jimin?” He blushes, a beautiful pink tinting his adorable cheeks.

You’re only starting to see how adorable this man is. Last night, he was incredibly sexy, making you feel things no one else ever did or ever could… and here he is, looking so sweetly at you. “I don’t know how you’re going to feel when I tell you this but.. I felt something last night, something I’ve never felt with anyone else before, ever.” Your heart warms up at his confession. You kiss him softly. “Jimin, I felt it too. I… I know it’s not normal, I know it sounds silly to other people, but, I did.”

He then smiles at you, his smile becoming wider and wider. He kisses you for a while, making butterflies flutter in your stomach. “We barely know each other, so let’s get to know each other, yeah?” You grin at him. “I’ll take care of you, we’re going to take care of each other, and we’re going to stay with each other. You were handmade for somebody like me, Y/N.”

“I think you were, too, Jimin.”

phanniephil  asked:

@anon: cis people putting their pronouns in their bios are a way of normalizing when trans people do it(if that makes sense)! it's also a way of knowing what people identify as before using specific pronouns for them, bc honestly nobody likes being misgendered. and I've seen it across several other fandoms too, but i think that the only main social media site where people do it is tumblr, which may be why you didn't see it much before! hope this helps you understand!

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anonymous asked:

Lauren drunk tweetin' , lowkey i hope she drunk textin' Camila too. 🤣 🙊 Camila be like 'hey... have u been drinking?' Lauren be like 'drinkin' my feelings for yah'

Lmao bless you! I’m not the only one who thought Lauren was drunk tweeting or was that even Lauren? 😂😂