but i usually listen to a cover of it

youtube

usually when like indie/rock/alternative people do covers of hip hop and r&b stuff it’s usually bad but this was fantastic

All of NU'EST's music videos because y'all need to support them right now

2012

Face (debut song about facing down a tough opponent, more specifically the bullies versus the bullied in school, bonus if u watch the mv u see predebut baby seventeen!!! seungcheol why are u such a bully)

Action (about not conforming to the crowds, standing up by yourself, acknowledging the pain of bullying victims and encouraging them to be themselves and show everyone how amazing they are, more electro (?) than Face)

Not Over You (missing an ex, still wanting to be with them, surprisingly upbeat if you consider the topic which is usually covered in ballads. very refreshing CUTE MV SO CUTE I LOVE HAPPY NU’EST WHAT A CONCEPT)

Sandy (innocent young love, very sweet and happy, great song to listen to if you want to cheer up, also MORE CUTE NU’EST THIS WAS SUCH A GOOD TIME THEY LOVE THEIR FANS SO MUCH)

2013

Hello (struggling in a one sided relationship, very sweet and soothing melody, their voices are like honey in your ears, RAP MONSTER EVEN SAID THIS WAS ONE OF HIS TOP FAVORITE SONGS STOP SLEEPING ON NU'EST)

Sleep Talking (a really trippy song, very unique but addictive beat, about wanting to confess to their dream girl, the mv always makes me laugh)

Fine Girl (funky pop song about how much they like their girl and how they want to show their feelings, THE MV IS SO CUTE WATCH IT NOW I’M  SO MUCH NU’EST)

2014

Good Bye Bye (leaving a painful love, this song is less electro and more of a smooth and slower tempo pop sound, if you watch the mv you can see a shirtless Minki I’m jUST SAYING)

2015

I’m Bad (regret from breaking up with a lover, reminiscing and wanting them back, saying they’re bad for leaving their love and that they aren’t good enough, slow but catchy, makes me think of walking down the street alone but during a sunny day you know? it just has that kind of vibe considering the beat and flow of their voices idk)

2016

Overcome (overcoming the struggles and troubles that come their way for their love, telling their lover to rely on them and that they’ll protect them)

Love Paint (Every Afternoon) (about their dull and boring life being renewed and brightened by their love, seeing the beauty in their love and life, very sweet song pls be aware that u might get a cavity from it)

Daybreak (by Minhyun & Jonghyun, I’m not even gonna spoil this one u have to go and listen to it for urself)

of course, NU'EST has many more songs than this! these are just their Korean music videos, they also have the other songs off their albums, so please take the time to show them love and support for their hard work!!!

How I cope with my Emotional Nonsense

My brain comes with the fun little perk of really intense, overwhelming emotional reactions. My emotions are a series of on/off switches and it’s either blinding painful intensity or complete numbness. So here’s how I try to manage it:

  • Clean my room. Not like… calm gentle reorganization. No. I dump as much as I think I can handle onto the floor and put it back in its place. It’s intense. There’s usually loud angry music. Things almost always end up only slightly cleaner than they were but I feel way fuckin better afterwards.
  • Play video games. Preferably those ones where you’re way OP and just slice through enemies like butter. Or something you just plain can’t lose at, like Stardew Valley.
  • Watch vine compilations. Seriously, just search RIP Vine in youtube, click on the mix playlist, and you’re set forever.
  • Listen to podcasts. I like audio dramas. If you want recs, message me. I’ve got a list.
  • Take a walk. I’m confident in my ability to keep myself safe in doing so, so I will start walking and just not stop until I calm down. Usually I’m doing better after about half an hour for me.
  • Make something. Draw, knit, write, paint, make a fucking hand turkey. No one cares if it’s good. And even if I decide to throw it out, I usually feel better once I’ve actually made a thing.
  • Blanket fort. Really. It helps. Use a paper towel tube as a fake sword. Just… be silly and childish and imaginative. Those aren’t bad things to be.
  • Cut/dye my hair. Usually this takes a little planning but I always wind up deciding to do it during a breakdown of some sort.
  • Eat something. Sometimes a bag of gummy worms is all it takes to remember that the world isn’t entirely awful.
  • Go back to bed. Sometimes, I just don’t have the energy to put up with the world’s bullshit. And that’s okay. It’s not wise to pick this one every time, but sometimes the world can wait. I bury myself under the covers, put my phone on do not disturb, and either take a nap or listen to music.

Sometimes, I’m stuck. I can’t distract myself, and I can feel the wave coming, about to pull me under and turn me into a massive shitlord. Because I am an absolutely AWFUL person to be around when I’m in emotion-hell. Believe me, I hate myself during it too. Haven’t quite figured out what to do with it yet, but if I’m with someone I try to warn them that I’m really upset and just need a moment to freak out a bit. Then I try to just… let it pass. It’s a bad idea to talk to people you have strong feelings about, no matter the feelings, when you’re in this. Impulses are hard to manage. I tend to just ramble my feelings in a private post on tumblr or I talk to someone I don’t know that well and consequently don’t have strong feelings about. Just… keep breathing. It passes.

So yeah. Things I try to keep in mind:

  • Nothing is permanent. Our lives are short and, on a cosmic scale, relatively insignificant. The decisions I make aren’t actually that important, so I may as well have fun.
  • Our lives are the most important thing we experience. This is how we are, right now. It is so very real, so very vivid and meaningful and shapes future iterations of us. We are very much here.
  • Two opposing statements can be true at the same time. We are complex, beautiful creatures capable of complex planning and deep thought. We’re also  bumbling apes who will ingest toxic substances because we like how they feel and frequently giggle at the thought of farts.
  • People in general are too busy worrying about what everyone else thinks of them to actually notice that a bit of someone else’s hair is sticking up or that their shirt was on inside out. It happens. We’ve all had those days.
  • There is no such thing as grown-ups. Only people who have gotten very good at pretending they know what they’re doing. We learn the rules by conformity, by watching everyone else and doing what they’re doing, even if we don’t actually know what the fuck is going on. It’s okay. There’s probably someone else just as confused as you in the same room. You’ll be fine, and if you’re too lost to pretend you know what’s going on, either ask someone who looks like they know, or bullshit it and hope for the best.
  • There is good in the world. If you need evidence, look at this dog. All dogs are good.
Astral Travel 🚀🌌

My personal method of astral travel.

  1. Get some sleep prior so that you don’t accidentally doze off
  2. Wear comfortable clothing
  3. Turn off or dim the lights in your room as much as possible, although this can still be performed in a fully lit room if you want
  4. Lay down in a comfortable position - I usually lay flat on my back in bed with something covering my eyes as to not let any light slip through
  5. Choose a soundtrack or playlist consisting of ambient music and binaural beats (this is my favorite - to be listened to with headphones for the best results)
    1. The music and binaural beats help to get you to a relaxed, meditative, trance-like state without consciously trying too hard
  6. Once you reach that state, you should feel somewhat of a “body high” or a tingly sensation all over your body
  7. At this point, try to visualize the room you’re in and your surroundings as if you were actually standing there looking around and not laying down in a bed
  8. When you can do this successfully, it’s time to actually travel elsewhere: visualize yourself walking around your room, and eventually ending up somewhere totally different - I always “fly” or “float” to my destination but how you get there is up to you - I personally like to go to space, but you can literally go anywhere you want
  9. I would recommend creating an “astral sanctuary” or “astral temple” when you reach your destination - this is basically your home base for when you decide to astral travel back to that place
    1. This requires more visualization to actually manifest something that was not there before - your sanctuary can be as low-key or extravagant as you want
    2. Practice placing items and altering the surroundings in your astral sanctuary 
  10. Once your sanctuary is created and you have a safe place to return to, it’s time to explore your surroundings - this can take as long as you want, there’s no time limit just so long as you’re responsible with it and aren’t missing out on any real-life priorities or appointments 
  11. To re-enter your body, you must try to “snap out of it” and visualize traveling back to your physical body - I always end up repeatedly saying something like “it’s time to go home now” until I feel like I am becoming more conscious and aware of myself 
  12. You might be pretty exhausted after astral traveling, so it’s a good idea to have some water and a snack on hand for when you return 

Good luck! ✨🌟

From Dan’s Rush AMA
  • He’d like to possibly cover Closer to the Heart by Rush in the future
  • His favorite concert of Rush’s he’s seen (out of 11) is the R30 tour in 2004
  • His favorite thing he’s seen them play live is Xanadu
  • He doesn’t plan on trying to start playing an instrument (aside from the bass which he has said he’s mediocre at) because the band he’s got now has such awesome musicians that he wants to focus on being the best vocalist he can be
  • His favorite Skyhill song is Run with the Hunted, and his least favorite is Only One
  • His favorite Rush song to play on the bass is Fountain of Lameneth (but it’s hard)
  • It’s pretty likely that there will eventually be a new Skyhill song or album
  • He first saw Rush in 1994 in NJ at the Brendan Byrne Arena. He’s seen them on every tour since.
  • He’s hoping that next year they’ll be able to tour in the UK, and he’d like to be able to tour in Australia too at some point
  • What influenced him most from Rush is their chord choices, their worth ethic, and their integrity.
  • If he could perform vocals on one song with Rush, it would probably be Time Stand Still
  • His best Rush-related experience was zoning out by himself as a kid and letting their music take his imagination places
  • His favorite Rush albums are A Farewell to Kings, Hemispheres, Caress of Steel, and 2112. His least favorite (though he still loves them!) are Hold your Fire, Counterparts, and Snakes and Arrows
  • The most direct way that Rush has affected him is that they helped inspire him to commit his life to music.
  • His top 3 songs are Xanadu, Hemispheres, and Fountain of Lameneth
  • He started listening to Rush at 13 and he became obsessed with them. He sang their music to himself all day during school.
  • When asked how many Rush shirts he has, his answer was “Too many!!”
  • A Farewell to Kings is his alltime favorite Rush album
  • What initially caused him to enjoy Rush was that it was an awesome sound that he’d never really heard before and lyrics that appealed to his nerdy Lord of the Rings loving self.
  • His favorite >10 minute Rush track is (possibly) Circumstances
  • “ I’m more Jewish by culture than by religion. I certainly believe that there’s a lot to life and the universe that we don’t understand, and I respect anyone who finds their answers in religion, but it’s never been a big part of my life personally.”
  •  His favorite Rush show to watch is one from Rio
  • The song he’s most proud of is 6969 because it’s a comedy prog song, which is something he’s always wanted to do.
  • His favorite part of 2112 is the overture
  • Hemispheres will always remind him of his freshman year of high school. He listened to it constantly.
  • Both him and Arin write the lyrics to Starbomb songs
  • He feels an immediate kinship with other Rush fans. “We’re like a world-wide secret club!”
  • The rush album he feels is most underrated is Presto
  • The first Rush song he listened to was Roll the Bones
  • He would be interested in giving talks about music/comedy/career stuff at colleges or high schools if there was an audience for it.
  • He got into Rush at age 12 because the guy that worked at his local comic book shop (named Keith) introduced him to them. “God bless that man.” Before he discovered them he listened to a lot of Def Leppard and Nirvana
  • Q:  if you were to start your career again today, where would you start? Youtube / twitch / podcasts?
    A:  I don’t think I’d do anything differently because even the years of “failure” taught me a lot and allowed me time to improve. Once that spotlight is on you, you’d better be ready for it. I’d say start in the medium that inspires you individually the most and work as hard as you can on it from there.
  • Q:  how do you think the future of NSP has changed now that you guys have topped the motherfucking charts with Under the Covers?? You guys fucking rule and I’m so happy for you and your multitudes of success!
    A:  Thank you! We were psyched that our recent albums have charted so well, but I don’t think we’ll do anything differently. We’ll just keep doing what feels right to the best of our ability!
  • 6969 came together quickly when writing it. The video only took so long because it was such a huge jump in ambition and it has a learning curve. “If we do something like that again, things should go a lot more smoothly!”
  • The Pass has helped him through some tough times.
  • (I believe) that the lyrics he’d get as a tattoo are “ All of us get lost in the darkness Dreamers learn to steer by the stars All of us do time in the gutter Dreamers learn to look at the cars!”
  • Q: What would you say is the best dish at Olive Garden?
    A: The dish where you get up, walk across the street, and eat at Outback Steakhouse
  • He meditates in silence before a show because he’d get overhyped if he listened to music.
  • Doesn’t have a favorite member of Rush, “it’s an equilateral triangle”
  • Says Moving Pictures is usually a safe bet to start off with introducing someone to Rush
  • He picked Madrigal and Subdivisions for the first UTC because he loves them and they’re easy to sing. “I don’t know if I could hit some of those crazy high notes Geddy rocked in the 70s”
  • He thinks Witch Hunt would be a very good song to cover.  Such a great song and so relevant right now! “Quick to judge, quick to anger, slow to understand”
  • His favorite song to try and fail at on bass is YYZ
  • “ I don’t think there’s any conscious decision to have Rush influence my music, but I’ve spent so many thousands of hours listening to them, it’s inevitable that it just comes out naturally”
  •  His favorite album to work on in his career is what he’s doing now (UTC2 and Cool Patrol) because “we’ve grown so much and finally have a full band!”
  • He doesn’t mind when fans are super nervous to meet him. He was nervous when he met Rush, too, “so it’s just the circle of life!”
  • He chose bass because it was different and fun to find submelodies.
  • Q:  Hey Dan! I’m looking forward to Under the Covers 2. I started writing comedy music and NSP is one of my main inspirations. What do you wish you knew about writing comedy music earlier on in your career?
    A:  Nothing in particular really. You learn and you go and there’s no substitute for just doing something over a long period of time. Of course there are things I would change about our early work, but it was the best we could do at the time so I have to be cool with it.
  • “I listened to so much of them [Rush] growing up that it’s in my blood and unconsciously shapes the way I approach music”
  • His second favorite album flops between Hemispheres, Caress of Steel, and 2112 on any given day
  • His favorite story/message told in a Rush song→ Story is Fountain of Lameneth because it’s a beautiful summary of life. Message is Spirit of Radio where they talk about the importance of integrity in art.
  • His biggest influences are Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Genesis, Nirvana, Spacehog, and Gentle Giant (to name a few)
  • He does his best on his Rickenbacker bass but it’s just for fun. “My band already has a bass player that’s better than I’ll ever be!”

“Thanks everyone! I have to go see my family now otherwise I’d stay longer. Sorry I couldn’t get to everyone’s questions but I had a lot of fun. I’d be happy to do this again in the future!
You being fans of mine means the world to me and I promise to keep making comedy and music for a long time! Thanks to you, the moderators who set this up, and of course Rush for being an awesome and inspirational force!”

Babe

“Baby.”

           Bitty stirs at the sound but doesn’t open his eyes. Jack is solid behind him and hasn’t moved a bit, with his arm still draped over Bitty’s middle.

           “Baby,” Jack says again, sleepily.

           “Hmm?”

           Jack doesn’t respond. Bitty thinks he may have just spoken in his sleep. He taps at Jack’s hand.

           “Jack?”

           Jack tightens his grip and slips his hand under Bitty’s shirt to rest on his chest.

           “Good morning,” he slurs, and rubs his nose into the hair at the back of Bitty’s neck.

           Bitty laughs into the pillow. He doesn’t bother turning around—it’s too early for moving—but he leans further into Jack’s chest.

           “Good morning.”

           “Mm. Morning.”

           “Yes, honey. It’s morning. Are you getting up?”

           “Hmm. No.”

           Jack breathes in deeply and ducks to press his forehead between Bitty’s shoulder blades.

           “You smell nice,” he says.

           “Thanks honey.”

           “Mmmyou’re welcome babe.”

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Harry Styles Reflects on Life After One Direction & More at Grammy Museum in L.A.

Four months after releasing his eponymous debut and hitting No. 1 on the Billboard 200, One Direction alumnus Harry Styles revisited the album with executive producer Jeff Bhasker during an hour-long chat moderated by famed journalist and film director Cameron Crowe at the Grammy Museum in Los Angeles on Friday night (Sept. 15).

During the conversation, the 23-year-old, who kicks off his world tour in San Francisco on Sept. 19, shared sharp and astute reflections on his artistic process, spanning everything from isolating himself in a studio in Jamaica to developing ideas to moving on from being in a band and how entering this chapter of his career allowed for new beginnings.

The chat began with Styles recalling how the record began: without any outside influence, and with nothing but fond memories of his time with 1D.

“We started the record without a label, so the start of the process didn’t feel like I was making any sort of commitment and I didn’t feel any pressure, [like] ‘You have to make this,’ or anyone have an influence on what they thought I should be making,” said Styles, clad in a black tee, black skinny jeans and a golf cap. “It was just a group of us writing stuff to have fun and writing some songs and seeing what came out with the thought that I would actually play them myself. I think that’s a large part of the record is that it started that way. It didn’t start from, what do they want? I think if you’re lucky, I didn’t go into making the album or leave the band coming out of it feeling suppressed or feeling like I never got to write what I wanted to write. I loved being in the band so much and got to learn so much, and with this, I felt like I could just have a good time working out what it would sound like if I made an album.”

When Bhasker, who has credits on projects from Beyonce and Rihanna to fun. and Mark Ronson, was first approached to work with Styles, he cancelled not one but two meetings with the pop star – something Styles was quick to remind him – but inevitably came around.

“I was in a place where I knew he was a very high profile person and artist and I was kind of searching for something else than doing that,” Bhasker explained. “When you come full circle, and I think the kind of music that we made, it’s so ironic that that first impulse I thought it would be, I think the album reflects it.” “To be honest, I didn’t know any of that,” quipped Styles to laughter. “I’m sort of sad! I mean it’s Hollywood, everyone cancels.”

Crowe served as a pensive moderator, drawing from anecdotes he learned from writing the Rolling Stone cover story on Styles in April 2017. “Are the best songs the most personal songs in general?” he asked. “I think my favorite songs,” responded Styles, “but my favorite way to listen to music is on my own, with my eyes closed for example, or not. If I’m driving, or operating machinery, I usually keep them open. But my favorite song on the album, the last song, ‘From the Dining Room,’ is the most personal to me and I think my favorite one. But I don’t think they have to be. I think it’s just as important to have songs that are fun and make you feel great, and I think that’s just as important as everything being moody and deep and meaningful.”

Bhasker recounted how he initially sat with Styles on his balcony, listening to reference tracks thinking they were Styles demos but were actually White Stripes songs. Bhasker initially had mentee producers hit the studio with Styles, but got more involved when the singer, wanting to unplug from distractions (including Instagram and Twitter, which Styles now rarely uses), took a recommendation from a friend to go to Jamaica to work in a singular recording space.

“I felt I was going into the studio to make an album I wanted to make,” said Styles. “I didn’t feel like, what do I need to make as Harry from that band for it to be good? I missed music. I just wanted to go on and write with my friends and have a good time and hopefully like what came out at the end.”

In the end, Harry Styles became a renowned success, spawning the single “Sign of the Times” that peaked at No. 4 on the Hot 100, amid a year where his theatrical debut in Christopher Nolan’s Dunkirk also marked his first time at the top of the box office. The chat concluded with Styles taking a few questions from the fans, explaining that his signature rings that he wears are from various people including grandparents and for his goddaughter and even taking a kazoo from one fan who suggested he play any song of his choosing (he picked one from Shania Twain).

It wouldn’t be a night without some music, and Styles strapped on a six-string to play a stripped-down version of “Two Ghosts” alongside Bhasker on keys and guitarist Mitch Rowland. Some words from earlier rang true as he thanked the audience: “It made it so we were in Jamaica, we’re in the studio every day, we just didn’t think about anything else. It was about these five guys in a room, we’re in Jamaica, let’s make some music that we want to sit in Jamaica and listen to, and that was it. I found it so difficult to explain music and making it and so much of the details, and we just wanted to write what we wanted to listen to and what we loved. And we finished with an album that we’re so happy with.”

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Requested: Yes, Could you do a fluff/smut DracoxReader where Draco has been crushing on you for so long and finally confesses his love for you in a romantic way. Later he would bring out his more sexual side and you guys well, fuck. The reader is a pureblood slytherin. :) Hopefully this makes sense cause honestly I love for you to write this.

Pairing: Draco x Reader

Warning: Smut, fluff

   You turned the page in your book as the train was beginning to pull away from the station. You glanced out the window and watched the platform of 9 ¾ began to whirl by. You looked back down at your book and resumed reading. You looked up irritably when you realized the door to your compartment was loose and rattled like hell. You drew your wand from your emerald and black robes and without looking mumbled “reparo”. You smiled as the rattling stopped. You put your wand away and continued to read. 

   A few minutes later you heard the door open. You growled and whipped out your wand. You looked up and pointed your wand towards the door. You raised a brow when you saw Draco Malfoy and his luggage standing in the doorway. He glanced at your wand then back at you. He swept the empty compartment and gave you a small smile.

   “I’m assuming these seats are empty. I lost my friends so can I stay here?” He asked pushing his way in and beginning to put his luggage away.

   “Well I guess I can’t say no now.” You said looking back down to your book. You heard him huff and you looked up to see him struggling to put his bag in the overhead. You sighed and put your book down. You stood up and stood by his side to help shove the trunk on the shelf. When it was finally up you sat back down and opened your book. 

   “Thank you.” Draco said sitting down opposite of you. 

   "Of course.” You put down your book and looked to him. "How are you?” You asked. He propped his feet up and laid back. 

   "Well enough. Why are you alone?” He asked. You frowned.

   “Usually when someone asks how you’re doing you’re supposed to ask in return. I’m doing well. And to and to answer your question it’s because I prefer to read than listen to Pansy talk about how head over heels she is for you.” You said watching him inspect the cover of your book. He smiled and chuckled. 

   “I can see why that would drive you to wanting to be alone. I passed by them I wished I had an invisibility cloak.” He said. You smiled and stuck out your hand. 

   “Y/n, y/n l/n.” You said introducing yourself. He glanced at your hand and grinned at you. 

   “Actually uh, I know your name. We sat next to each other for the first two years in Defense and Potions.” He said shaking your hand. You furrowed your brows.

   “We did? And you remember it?” You asked. A deep blushed crossed his pale cheeks.

   “I mean I just observed it.” He said bashfully. You nodded. 

   “Wow. Draco Malfoy pays more attention to his surroundings than we thought. Or maybe, he has a crush on me.” You joked. He rolled his eyes.

   “Oh be quiet.” He said laughing and turning to the ceiling. You smiled and did the same.

   “That wasn’t a no.” You said using your robes as a blanket.

   “Well I wouldn’t want to lie.” He said smoothly. You looked over at him and caught him staring at you. You smiled.

   “Watch out. I don’t want Pansy after my head.” You said. He chuckled. 

   By the time the train pulled into the station you had gained a best friend and a date to Hogsmeade. 

   By the middle of the year, you and Draco had been going steady for months. You were practically inseparable. You hated the same people, hated the same classes and hated the same things. 

   You sat in the Slytherin common room with Draco’s head in your lap, playing with his hair. 

   “Hey love?” He said looking up at you. You hummed and looked down. "Do you want to go up to my room?” He asked.

   “Sure.” You said following him up the stone steps to his room. He brought you into his empty room and closed the door behind you. He hugged you and pushed you towards the bed. You dropped down on the bed with him on top of you. He proped himself up on his elbows and ducked down to kiss you. You placed a hand on his neck and pulled him close. His hand slowly traveled over your white button up shirt. He loosened your tie and you parted to pull it over your head. He placed a hand one he first button of your shirt and looked at you for permission. You nodded and he quickly undid them exposing your chest. You smiled and reached up and pulled him by his tie back to you. He smirked as you pulled him in for another heated kiss. You began unbuttoning his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. He shrugged it off and reached down to get rid of his trousers. You felt him struggling and smiled against his lips. You gently pushed him away and helped undo his belt and get his pants off. You smirk at his growing erection. He pulled you close and began kissing down your neck. He reached around and unhooked your bra. You let it fall off and reached down and palmed him through his boxers. He moaned softly and reached up and palmed on breast. You whimpered as he toyed with your nipple. He trailed his other hand down and hiked up your skirt and smirked.

   “Lace huh?” He asked teasingly. Before you could answer he slipped two fingers in your making you moan. He chuckled and gently pushed you back onto the bed. He pumped his fingers painfully slow. This was your first time with Draco and you never pegged him as a tease. He slipped your panties down and off your legs. You began to remove your skirt but he grabbed your wrist firmly to stop you.

   “I like it on.” He growled in your ear. You nodded. And moved your hand to the back of his neck. He wrapped his arms under you and pulled you to stand. 

   “What are-”

   “Face down, ass up.” He said pointing towards the bed. You obliged and got into position. He picked up a tie from the floor and got behind you. He reached forward and put the tie in front of you.

   “Open.” He demanded. You opened your mouth and he shoved the tie in your mouth as a gag. He straighted and used his knee to push your legs apart. You felt him place a hand on your ass and use his thumb to spread your folds. He positioned himself and slowly pushed himself into you. You moaned out and rutted your hips back against him. He groaned and took that as a signal to speed up. He gripped your hips harshly, digging his fingernails into you skin. You whined against the gag and grabbed the sheets tight as he fucked you. You cried out in suprise as he slapped your ass. He slowed down drastically and rocked his hips making you whine. 

   “You want me to go faster?” He asked. You could hear the smirk in his voice. You pushed back against him and he chuckled. He took the hint and sped up again. You moaned into the gag and smiled lazily as you felt the framiliar knot in your stomach form. He began thrusting roughly and smacking your ass more frequently and harder. A few more hard thrusts and he got sloppier. He reached down and began rubbing your clit throwing you over the edge. You came screaming his name, muffled by the gag. He pulled out and you felt warm cum hit your back. Draco held your hips a second long and stood up. You dropped down on your stomach and tucked your arms under you. Draco laughed and sat on the edge of the bed next to you. You spit out the tied and huffed.

    “Babe? Can you get a rag and clean me up?” You asked. He hummed in reponse and you waited quietly for him to come back. Eventually he did and he rubbed soft circles as he cleaned your back with a rag. You felt tired. You felt yourself slowly lul to sleep leaving Draco to clean up the clothes and move you to cuddle with him at the head of the bed. He covered you both with the blanket  and pulled you close. 

   “Goodnigt princess.” He mumbled into your hair. You mumbled in reponse and he smiled. He fell asleep listening to your soft breathing and occasional snores.

From nonnie:  Hi! Can you do a logan x reader fic where the reader has deep feelings for logan but they have this friends with benefits thing going on and she’s scared to tell him but one day after they bang he tells her he actually cares for her *feels everywhere* 

Word count: 1237

Originally posted by pleasingpics

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“F-fuck Logan, don’t stop.” You sighed, the man on top of you thrust his hips in a languid motion, hitting right where you wanted him.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him in closer. His hand was in your hair and he tugged hard, you moaned and reveled at the feeling of his lips and teeth against your neck and his beard scratching against your collarbone, and it felt so fucking good you almost screamed. Logan pounded you harder, you yelped at the feeling of his tip hitting that spot and he used his free hand to brush against your bundle of nerves, earning a throaty moan from your lips.

You raked your nails down his back as you sucked his bottom lip into your mouth, you bit down hard as he bottomed out inside you. You felt yourself come undone. “Yes-yes Logan, oh Logan, harder, please, I’m cumming-”

“That’s it- princess, oh yes, I’m fuckin’- I’m gonna cum, where do you want it?” Logan whispered against your lips.

His eyes were burning into you yours and you used your legs to pull him closer again as your pussy started to quiver around him, silently answering his question. You moaned into his kiss as he spilled himself inside you and he smothered his face into your neck and growled as he rode out his orgasm, still deftly swiping his fingers over your clit, drawing another screaming orgasm from you.

He slumped next to you as you both came down, automatically pulling you to lay on his chest.

~

This had been going on for about 3 months, you and Logan became friends with benefits after he came back from a mission, covered in blood, some of his own, some of his enemies. His clothes were ripped to shreds and although he didn’t need any medical attention, he let you help him anyway.

But things don’t always go as planned, things change and so do people, including you.

After a whole night of non-stop, unbridled sex, and everything that leads up to it, you had fallen asleep curled against Logan’s vigorous body once again, every inch of him stuck to you like velcro.

You had woken the next morning to Logan’s face smushed against the space between your neck and collarbone, his snores rumbled through his body and the vibrations tickled your skin and you giggled lightly.

You had taken a moment to admire his sleeping form; his hand had absent-mindedly cupped your breast in his sleep and the other winded behind your back, you had draped your arms around his broad shoulders. The way your bodies were tangled made you look like tangled vines, your leg was hiked up over his hip and his legs were between and underneath yours.

You felt complete, you were caught in pure bliss, but you just wish you didn’t have to hide.

Hm, Y/N.” Logan mumbled in his sleep, that’s when you knew you were in love with the man wedged against you. And you didn’t know what else to do apart from close your eyes, letting the smell of smoke and sandalwood engulf your nostrils.

~

You had taken a night to yourself, you walked around the grounds of the school without telling anyone where you had gone, seeking a silence the inside walls couldn’t give you. You were becoming afraid of your feelings towards Logan, there was no way he would return them, and you were contemplating on shutting whatever it was between you down.

When you arrived back into your assigned room, you were shoved against the shut door by a strong pair of familiar hands.

“Logan! What the fuck are you doing?! And why are you in my room? I thought we were keeping this whole… thing… low-key?” Your chest heaved as you tried to get your breathing even again, looking up at his darkened eyes.

“Next time you go for a fuckin’ walk, TELL SOMEBODY!” You flinched at his growing volume. “You know that we don’t have some magical barrier around this place- god, whatever, it doesn’t matter.”

He went to open the door but you stopped him, grabbing his wrist, your fingers didn’t even manage to wrap around it fully, he was so… big. His arm went limp against your touch, and you trailed your fingers up to his jaw, stroking the scruff that was there.

Kiss me.” It was more a plea than a demand, and you couldn’t meet his eyes as you let the words roll off your tongue.

Logan then proceeded to pin you against the door again, but this time he was gentle as ever, treating you like a porcelain doll in his calloused hands. You wracked your brain to try and remember when the last time he was this tender with you, and you lost yourself in his touch.

He stooped and caught your soft thighs, wrapping them around his hips and leading you to your bed. His lips were timid and soft against your own, he wrapped his hand around the back of your neck with the same gentleness, easing you back onto the mattress as his body hovered over yours.

The kiss was light, there was no teeth, and only a slight amount of tongue and you sighed as you broke apart. You slowly peeled one another’s clothing off, moving like waves, for the first time you felt nervous, and you could feel his body language shift.

When you were both bare to each other, Logan peppered lazy open-mouthed kisses from your lips to your breasts and you arched your back as you felt two familiar fingers enter you at a mind-boggling pace. His slow, teasing movements made you gasp and writhe against his fingers. You reached for him and started stroking his cock at the same pace as he was stroking you, earning a small moan that vibrated against your lips.

As he pushed into you, you felt whole, and not like the usual way; you felt your chest swell and your fingertips tingle with electricity as he slowly thrust inside you. It was the first time you hadn’t cried out or groaned in lust and it was warm and fuzzy, your body wasn’t covered in sweat, and you started to rock against him, but he held your hips in place.

“Listen I…I love you, Y/N, ever since you woke up that morning and let me stay, you didn’t tell me to wake up or get out like I would do occasionally do to you because you were snoring, ” You giggled at his words,  "You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve met, nobody compares.“ You breathed a sigh of relief as he confessed.

"I love you too, Logan.” You kissed him deeply as he started moving again, a few moments later the tension behind your naval snapped and you came undone around him, and he stumbled down right after you.

It was going to be difficult, but you were anticipating the ride.

Meeting Her Parent

If you want a fan fiction of your own, commission me. Send me a message and I will tell you my prices.

This story was inspired by @drawbauchery‘s various AU’s with Lapidot. There are so many. I chose the one where Lapis is a librarian by day and a bike riding badass at night.



Peridot tried to balance driving her little buggy and fixing Lapis’ unruly hair at the same time. One strand of ocean-blue was driving her insane because it wouldn’t cooperate with the rest of the hairstyle she picked out for her girlfriend; no amount of spit on Peridot’s fingertips could make the single strand on Lapis’ forehead fall into place.

 “You know, I could find a better use for your ‘magic’ fingers,” said Lapis, bouncing her eyebrows, flirting.

 Peridot blushed red, slapping Lapis’ face. “Will you knock it off?! This is serious!”

 “Yeah, yeah, I know.”

 “This is the first time you’re going to meet Zircon and I’d rather you be more your librarian persona than your biker self.”

 “But you like my biker self.”

 Peridot actually spit into her fingertips and forcibly glued the stubborn strand down, only to have it pop back out. “Erraaa! That’s not the point!”

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Spell To Contact a Deceased Loved One

A spell to feel the energy of and maybe even dream of a deceased loved one.

You will need the following items for this spell:

  • a picture of your loved one
  • a white candle

Cast a circle.

Light the candle and sit in a comfortable position. For as long as you see fit (usually 30-60 minutes), meditate on this loved one. Think of the fun times, the hard times, and remember them. Pay homage to their life and their accomplishments.

Hold the candle in your hands. Chant:

I feel the warmth of your body, 
the warmth of your soul.
 I hold you in my arms, 
my heart, and soul.
 Please join me, (insert name).

As you look at his/her/their picture, begin to feel the warmth of the candle envelop your hands. Feel the warmth climb up your arms, down your body, and cover your entire body. Sit, listen, and experience.

You will likely smell them, or feel their energy. It is also possible to hear them, see them, or dream of them. If there is something which you wish to tell them, do so now 

Crowe served as a pensive moderator, drawing from anecdotes he learned from writing the Rolling Stone cover story on Styles in April 2017. ‘Are the best songs the most personal songs in general?’ he asked. 'I think my favorite songs,’ responded Styles, 'but my favorite way to listen to music is on my own, with my eyes closed for example, or not. If I’m driving, or operating machinery, I usually keep them open. But my favorite song on the album, the last song, ‘From the Dining Room,’ is the most personal to me and I think my favorite one. But I don’t think they have to be. I think it’s just as important to have songs that are fun and make you feel great, and I think that’s just as important as everything being moody and deep and meaningful.’


Hoseok;

-the two of you would be just playing around when he’d notice that you’d cover your mouth or try to muffle your laugh-

*just as you began to laugh again, you cover your mouth*
“No, baby, don’t do that-”
*grabs your hands, moving them from your face*
“Let me hear that adorable laugh of yours, I love it.”

Originally posted by mygukie

Jungkook;

-as the two of you hung out with Jimin; Jungkook would begin teasing his Hyung, imitating his gestures and voice but as the three of you laughed he noticed you’d try to hide it by covering your mouth-

“Yah, y/n, princess..”
*intertwines his hand with yours as he moves it*
“Stop trying to hide your laugh babygirl-”
“-Don’t you know how cute you sound when you laugh?”

Originally posted by jengkook

Jin;

-while cooking dinner, he’d be making lame dad jokes making the two of you crack up constantly and though he was oblivious to it at first; he’d soon notice how you’d hide your face each time you laughed-

*tilts his head slightly, lightly swatting your hand away from your face*
“Jagi, why are you doing that?”

You; “Ahh, I’m just a little insecure about my laugh- I’m sorry..”

*gives you a sweet kiss before holding your hand*
“Don’t be insecure about it around me okay?”
“I love listening to you laugh, princess.”

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Taehyung; 

-laying in your room, y’all would be there joking around as usual when he’d begin to notice that every time you laughed or even let out a small giggle, you’d cover yourself- 

*pulls the blanket away from your face* 
“Baby, stop covering yourself-” 
*pulls you close* 
“You have the cutest laugh I’ve ever heard, stop hiding it from me.” 

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Jimin; 

-the two of you would be in the practice room, teasing each other; but he’d begin to get pouty every time he saw you conceal your smile or try to quiet your laugh- 

*playfully pouts, giving you a back hug as he moves your hands* 
“Yahhh, Jagi!” 
“I wanna hear that cute laugh of yours.” 

Originally posted by missbaptan

Namjoon; 

-while making pancakes at 3 in the morning, the two of you would be goofily dancing to No More Dream; as you begin to laugh your ass off at his ridiculous moves, he’d immediately how you’d hide yourself- 

*lightly taps your hands away from your mouth as he keeps that angelic smile on his face* 
“Jagi, no- I know why you’re doing that, but don’t..”
*holds your hands while pulling you towards him*
“Not with me, I find every part of you perfect, okay baby?” 

Originally posted by hobies

Yoongi; 

-the two of you would just be sleepily laughing together for no reason when he’d get irritated seeing you try to hide your precious smile or muffle you laugh- 

*roughly grips your wrists as he swiftly moved closer* 
“Babe, stop doing that..” 
*gives you a quick, candied kiss on your forehead* 
“You have no reason to hide, I don’t want you to feel that way about yourself anymore..” 

Originally posted by yoonmin

anonymous asked:

I’m a fit dude who really loves huge fat guys. Something about seeing a man porked out with blubber, no neck, and soft moobs really gets me going. I’ve been with a lot of fat guys, but I’d like to try force feeding. A couple of guys said they’d be up for it. Any advice? I’ve never done this before.

Notes on Force Feeding

There’s so much to say about feeding of any kind—all the various styles, objectives, techniques, foods, implements–and then this is intensified if we talk about so-called force-feeding. Feeding is best learned in an apprenticeship, the way other BDSM techniques are best learned—even if the technique is simple, light, and fun. Most of us encouragers, however, usually learn by trial and error, which is a great injustice for our fatboys. Yes, feeding can be simple, romantic, and cute, but you can get any normie off the street to feed chocolate-covered strawberries and coo insipidly. That’s not really what most gainers are talking about when they say “I want to be fed,” and certainly not when they say, “I want you to force feed me.”

Feeding for the encourager comes down to only one thing:  Listening.

There are two obstacles to listening…

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Team  [ P.P ]

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Request: Could you do an imagine where Peter falls in love with the new vigilant? She has the power to create illusions on people’s mind making them believe they’re really in that place (idk if I’m explaining myself right). Thank you so much for your time ❤ 

Word Count: 1,122

Warnings: None lol

A/N: This isn’t exactly what was requested but I hope this is good for the anon! I apologise in advance for not being my best piece ohmygosh my excuse is that I was on the bus when I wrote most of this.  

Masterlist

“Stop getting to my bad guys before me!”

You whip around to face the voice of a hero all too familiar to you, your eyes narrowed beneath your domino mask. Spider-Man now stood directly opposite you, the wind of the rooftop not having any impact on him whatsoever.

“Excuse me?” You question, unable to hide the smirk on your face. This wasn’t the first time you had met Spider-Man. In fact, it was far from the first time. The two of you practically knew more about each other than anyone else-even though you had no idea who was under the mask and vice-versa.

“You heard me,” Spider-Man replies, stepping forward as he cocks his head to the left. “Every single time one of my guys is causing havoc, I always find you in the middle of it. You always make it worse so please, deal with something else.”

“Listen here,” You glare at him harshly, knowing that he would be unlikely to notice through the midnight coloured mask that covers your eyes. “Who are you to tell me what I can do and what I can’t? Hm?”

He rolls his eyes unknowingly to you, resting a hand on the back of his neck. His movements and posture is somewhat lazy, tired after having to deal with more than his usual. To him, you were to blame even though he knew it wasn’t really because of you. He just needed a fitting reason to fill in until he could think of another.

“Fair point. But please try not to throw punches in a fight that isn’t yours. I know you’re powerful and all but the bad guys get angry when you make them think they’re on the other side of the planet.”

“That’s the point, stupid.” You step away, your eyes snapping to the street below at the sound of a high pitched shriek. You send Spider-Man a mock salute before sliding down the ladder of the balconies along the side of the building, leaping from one to another before you’re on the ground.  

The man was dressed in dark jeans and a black hoodie, the fabric pulled over his head to cover his face. There was a middle aged woman walking in front of him, her young daughter’s wrist gripped firmly within her hand. You could tell she had noticed the man begin to follow her by the way she had tried to subtly fasten her pace and by the way she pulled at the toddler with urgency.

It was the small child who had let out the scream when her mother had roughly taken hold of her wrist. Thankfully, you had noticed the man walking predatorily behind the two and decided to take action on it.

Spider-Man had found himself by your side within seconds, his eyes raking unconsciously over your body quickly as you kept your footsteps silent. He had found you insanely beautiful the moment he had met you despite the mask that hid your identity and he couldn’t help but try and push away the weird feeling that had washed over him as he watched you now. He shakes his head, snapping himself out of his thoughts.

He raises his arm to shoot his webs out at the man but before he can do anything you place your hand on his arm, shaking your head as you point to the woman and her daughter. You had to wait for him to make a move before you made your own move but that didn’t mean you couldn’t plan ahead. Spider-Man nods as he understands what you’re getting at, matching your speed as you begin to walk faster.

The glint of a knife catches your eye as the man raises the arm that isn’t holding anything and reaches towards the pair. Before he has the chance to do anything you shove the man to the side, earning a frustrated yell from the man as he quickly regains himself. Your eyes flicker to Peter as he moves to the woman, taking the child in his arms before he pulls them away from the scene. He makes short eye contact with you as he shoots his webbing, swinging with the girl in one arm and the woman clinging onto him with his other.

The man lunges at you with the knife, ready to slice your skin but you kick him once, moving your hands and placing two fingers on either side of his head. The man’s eyes widen as he finds himself in the middle of a forest, the tall buildings around him turning into thin and long trees.

“What the hell?!”

You chuckle as the man stumbles backwards, throwing a strong punch to his face before you hit him another time with twice the force so that he’s knocked unconscious. With a thud he lands on the floor, his back falling against the thick pole of the street light.

You spot Spider-Man as he lands beside you, his arms empty of the woman and child. That was fast. Flashing him a smile, you motion at the man with mocking movements, pretending to fire your own imaginary web shooters. He shakes his head, letting out a chuckle and a sigh as he shoots his webs at the man, securing the man against the pole for the police to collect him.

“That was quick. The woman and her daughter?” You ask, meeting his gaze. You were surprisingly close to him, your chest almost touching his.

“They’re fine. I got them to their apartment safely. It was only a block away.”

It was no secret to you that he you found him mind blowingly hot and you usually took pleasure in teasing the hell out of him but for some reason you didn’t have in you tonight. All you wanted was to wrap yourself around his toned body and kiss the life out of him.

So you do. You step into him, gently pulling his mask over his chapped lips and placing your own on top of them. He freezes for a second before slowly melting into the kiss and wrapping his arms tightly around your waste. Your arms wrap around his neck, playing with the ends of his mask.

You’re the first to break the kiss, pulling away before it got too heated. You send him a smirk, your arms still hanging around his neck and his still holding your waist. With a sigh, you step back from him, slowly moving away from him. You blow him a last kiss, turning to make your way home to pack in for the night. But before you go, you make sure to leave him with your voice playing through his ears on repeat.

“We make a pretty good team, Spidey.”

Imagine Rafael finding out you can speak Spanish

(A/N: For Anon. I hope you and everyone else enjoys this! Sorry, it’s short as well!) 

Disclaimer: I don’t know Spanish so all the Spanish in this is from Google translate. So I’m sorry if it’s incorrect. 

Imagine Rafael finding out you can speak Spanish

Your Dad always empathized how important learning languages was and always encouraged you to pursue it. You can remember the lecture he gave you and your siblings when it was the right time. Always encouraging you all to go and take the opportunity to learn a second language. Not only does it have cognitive benefits, it also helps you become better learners as well as help you understand cultures other than your own.

But the most important reason for him was that it would help you connect with people. Like it had helped him. When your Dad first became a cop all he knew was English and he didn’t have any interest in learning another. That was until he was the first responder to a crime-scene and he couldn’t do anything because he couldn’t speak to the victim or the witnesses. He had to wait and depend on someone else to help these people. And he didn’t like that. His job was to protect the people of the city and that meant everyone in the city. That weekend he started learning Spanish. He also went on to learn Russian as well as Gaelic.

He became a lover of languages and you were definitely the same. Your siblings all learned second languages as well but none of them loved them like you did. It may be because unlike them you learned your first-second language very young and not in high school like them. Danny learned Spanish, Erin, and Joe learned French and Jamie learned German.

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what did au!magnus and au!alec get up to during that party?

based on the alternate universe in 1x10 and suggested by the wonderful @anthony-lovett ! i’ve wanted to write this for so long so i apologise for my lateness lmao

but enjoy! and of course, let me know what you think!


Magnus made sure to return to the party before Clary or Jace began questioning him. He slipped through the basement door and back into the main hall of the Institute, hastily trying to find the doors to leave.

Admittedly, he didn’t want to stick around in a place where he didn’t know anyone for too long. Maybe it was that stupid commercial that he was nervous about people recognising him from. Or maybe it was the butterflies in his stomach about that tall, dark haired boy.

Fixing his gaze on the exit, Magnus made a beeline for it. He walked past the drinks table quickly but heard a familiar voice behind him.

“Leaving early?” asked Alec in a chipper tone, causing Magnus to tense up. He slowly turned around, mouth agape and shoulders stiff but still managed to give Alec a smile. He didn’t want to be rude, of all things.

“I’ve gotta go,” replied Magnus with an apologetic sigh, pointing to the exit.

“Oh, don’t be silly,” he pressed with a chuckle. He turned around and took a step towards the drinks table before returning with two glasses of what looked like champagne in his hand. He held out one of them to Magnus and he tenderly took it into his hand. “Stay for just one more drink?” asked Alec, his eyebrow raising. “And then decide.”

Magnus looked up at Alec with a sigh and decided that his tarot cards could wait for one night. He gave the boy a shy grin and took a sip of his champagne, wincing only slightly, before moving to stand beside Alec.

“So tell me,” Alec started, turning to look at Magnus. “What’s a handsome someone like you doing in a place like this?” Magnus stayed silent, avoiding Alec’s intense gaze. Instead of answering, he lifted his glass and took one long sip, desperately trying to calm his nerves. Alec cocked an eyebrow at Magnus’ reaction. “Don’t tell me Raj was right and you’re actually here to crash the party…”

Magnus clenched his jaw, hoping that if he stayed silent, they would move on to another topic. He wished he could reply with something witty like ‘and what if I was?’ but he couldn’t. So he didn’t.

But just as he was about to reply something that he was sure would be boring, the song playing stopped. Alec whipped his head around to see Simon holding a guitar and stepping up to the microphone that was set up in a corner of the room. Alec gave the boy a thumbs up before turning back to Magnus. He leaned in closer than Magnus had anticipated and he immediately felt himself tensing.

“We should go somewhere quieter before it gets too loud,” said Alec and Magnus froze for a millisecond before nodding and following Alec into a hallway. He wasn’t too sure why he was agreeing but there was a squirming feeling in his stomach that compelled him to do so. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt that way. But he remembered enough to know that he should probably follow it.

They could still see the main area from where they were but they were still very much secluded. He could feel Alec’s eyes trained on him and Magnus noticed that his heart did not plan on calming down anytime soon.

“So, what are you doing here?” asked Magnus, almost immediate cringing at his own words.

“That’s funny,” replied Alec, looking at Magnus. He laughed softly and took a sip of his drink until he realised that Magnus really did not know what he did. Bringing his glass down, he pointed to himself. “Event manager,” he stated with a sparkle in his eye and Magnus gave him a knowing nod. “My sister, Izzy, works here at the Institute so she referred her boss to me.”

Magnus noticed Alec playing with the rings on his fingers but then looked back up to his face. Alec was incredibly attractive, Magnus couldn’t deny that. But it had been centuries since Magnus had properly been involved with anyone, much less a Mundane.

“I almost didn’t take that job… but I’m glad I did,” said Alec with a smile and Magnus found himself smiling back.

“Well, I’m glad Clary invited me,” he replied.

“About that… How do you know Clary?” asked Alec and Magnus suddenly realised the mistake he had just made.

“I… h-hardly do,” stuttered Magnus, trying to cover his tracks. The Clary of his world wouldn’t remember him. Alec squinted one eye at Magnus and nodded with a coy smile.

The two talked about small things for a little while longer, but mainly about Simon’s music. Eventually, Alec turned fully to face Magnus.

“You know, this is usually the point in the night where we exchange numbers and you tell me to call you-”

“Listen, Alexander… I- um… I don’t really-”

“I get it,” replied Alec, raising a hand to stop Magnus from rambling on.

“No,” sighed Magnus, a sad smile on his face. “You don’t.” Alec would never understand what it meant to be immortal, let along believe him. He took a wary step backwards. “You don’t want this.”

Alec frowned at Magnus and shook his head. “What do you mean?”

“It was nice meeting you,” he said curtly. The quicker he ended this, the easier things would be. Alec stepped forward hastily and placed a tender grasp on Magnus’ arm, his mouth dry.

“One dance,” he whispered with a hopeful look in his eyes and Magnus’ heart melted. He looked down to see Alec’s hand slide down his arm and hold his hand. He smiled softly and decided then that surely one dance couldn’t hurt, but that Catarina would give him hell for it tomorrow.

So he agreed and Alec started to pull him back into the main room but Magnus paused. “I’m not much of a dancer,” said Magnus sheepishly, struggling to catch Alec’s gaze. Eventually, Alec’s hazel eyes caught his and Magnus’ heart skipped a beat. Alec smiled a blindingly beautiful smile and walked back into the hallway, hand still attached to Magnus’.

“Here will do,” he whispered, stepping close.

Magnus’ breathing was uneven and his heart was racing. But he smiled back anyway and Alec smiled even wider at the sight of it. The song Simon was playing slowly morphed into a slow one and Magnus relaxed into Alec’s touch.

Nevertheless, it hurt him to think that this could never work.


i hope you enjoyed, let me know what you think! if you have any prompts or scenarios for me, please head over to my ask box.

in the meantime, after they escaped the party.

The Wetter the Better

this is a short blurb based off of this ask and also this ask :) 


Waking up next to my boyfriend of more than a year was something that never got tiring. Hearing him stretch and yawn out of his sleep, watching him twist and turn his half naked body in noisy grumbles as he fought off the need to actually get up out of the bed….it was one of the best parts of my day. But waking up next to my boyfriend, who was more than eager for his first day visit to the Masters, and seeing him doing a silly shirtless snapchat that he would send out to all his fans, now that was something that would never get old.

Rolling over in the bed to face him, I watched him pull a funny face into the snapchat camera, my hand cupping over my lips as I struggled to contain my giggles. He was the biggest goofball, mostly saving it for me, but every once in awhile he’d share his silliness with the world and that made me love him even more. But also I couldn’t help but want to poke fun at him for it. When he finally finished his early morning gift to his fans, he tossed his phone down to the end of the bed. “Mornin’, love,” he mumbled out to me, eventually slinging his arm around the dip in my waist over the covers and nudging my sleepy frame towards his.

I breathed out a smile. “Giving your fans a little treat, huh?”

“Shit, I’m excited, baby,” he mentioned as he shrugged his shoulder and turned the one corner of his mouth down, “and I do what I gotta do to keep ‘em on their toes, you know that.”

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Mafia!Au where older brother and gangleader!Namjoon is worried for your safety, so he buys you leading champion Hybrid!Jimin from an underground hybrid fighting ring to be your guard dog:

- Being the younger sister of the leader of the largest gang in South Korea can be dangerous.

- Both you and Namjoon live in a large house inside of a larger gang compound - but he tries to keep his life with you and his life with Bangtan separate.

- There have been a few attempts on your life- and unfortunately after one gets too close for comfort- Namjoon decides that he isn’t enough to keep you safe anymore. 

- He purchases Jimin for an absurd amount of money.

- German shepherd hybrid Jimin thou…

 - He had just beat the reigning champion hybrid in a fight, but he didn’t feel good about it- Jimin had always done just what his masters said- because if he was going to survive and not get punished he needed too- and now here is his new master telling him that his new job isn’t to fight but to protect???

- Doesn’t understand getting pets yet, and almost growls at you the first time you try to do it- then he remembers he’s a guard dog now. 

- Lowkey glad that Namjoon bought him b/c he hated fighting. 

- Slowly starts to warm up to you until one day he realizes that you are “his” human.

- so loyal

- After that god help anyone that comes near you without your say so.

- Growls at anyone who comes near you (besides Namjoon- who he refuses to call anything other than master).

- Calls you “miss y/n” or “miss Kim” no matter how many times you tell him to call you y/n.

- Follows you around everywhere- even tries to go to the bathroom with you in a public place once.

- Doesn’t understand why you want him to sleep in/on your bed and not watch the door from the floor like a hawk while you sleep.

- Actually the first few nights he totally does this.

- Only to be exhausted after a few days of not sleeping.

- He tells you why he’s so tired- ears pinned to his head worried that you’ll be mad at him- you certainly look mad at him. 

- He’s been worried that someone would try and attack you while he sleeps. 

- You make him sleep after that (thought some nights he still stays awake because he likes to listen to your heartbeat- it’s so steady and quiet compared to the kennels where he grew up).

- Falls asleep at the foot of your bed but ends up cuddled next to you above the covers usually. 

- And if you wake up from a nightmare or start to have a panic attack- you can best believe that boy isn’t letting you out of his arms.

- The first time it happens he isn’t sure why you’re panicking. 

- “Did the toast scare her? Did I do something wrong?” is all he thinks.

- But no its just your shitty ex texting you or some shit.

- After that, he understands that when you start panicking you just need to get to a quiet place where Jimin can hold you. 

- Literally, cannot handle it when you call him “good boy” his tail beats back and forth a mile a minute and he just sort of pushes his head against any part of your body.

- You use walking Jimin as an excuse to go on lots of long walks and get out of the compound.

- Namjoon has a tendency to be overprotective and tries to keep you from leaving as much as possible. 

- You and Namjoon are at a gala together (with Jimin in a suit next to you) when a bomb goes off a few feet away that was meant to take one of you out. 

- Uses your first name for the first time “y/n!”

- Jimin covers your body with his and gets shrapnel in his back. 

- You cry when he smiles at you from the vet table- because “I’m alright Y/n really, as long as you’re alright- it doesn’t hurt that bad…*wince*”

- You don’t let go of his hand the entire time the vet is sowing him back up because you can tell the vet didn’t give him enough painkillers but he’s too stubborn to take more. 

- You both spend the next few weeks watching re-runs of tv shows on your couch, him lying on his stomach with his head in your lap because he can’t lie on his back- you give him so many pets. 

-He falls asleep on you almost every time.

-After he heals you still do this- because now it’s more of a habit. And as much as Jimin hates to admit it he has become addicted to skinship with you. 

- Literally is the neediest puppy every time you’re alone- but is the most stone-faced guard dog if anyone else is there. 

- After the whole gala incident, Namjoon is a bit more affectionate to Jimin, giving him a pet every now and then and saying “good boy” sometimes. 

- He doesn’t realize that his feelings for you have grown into something beyond love for his master until you accidentally run into your ex while out one afternoon. 

- And you know that bastard left you heartbroken (which is one of the other reasons why Namjoon decided to get you a hybrid- because he knew he wasn’t home a lot and that you needed someone to keep you grounded- not that Namjoon would ever admit it) 

- Jimin hears your breathing change and your heartbeat speed up and senses your distress- and Jimin has every intention of getting you the heck out of there as fast as he can- he knows a panic attack when he sees one- heck he’s woken up to you haveing them enough times to know when you’re seconds from falling apart.

- But then that bastard tries to grab you

- And Jimin practically rips his arm off- and nearly beats him too a pulp for laying his hands on you. 

- “If you ever touch her again I swear there won’t be enough left of you for your family to bury” 

- Gets you home safe - and Namjoon practically hugs him when he tells Namjoon what happens- because that is exactly why Namjoon got Jimin for you. 

- You help Jimin clean his split knuckles afterward in your bathroom next to your shared bedroom. And he’s mostly silent until you thank him for getting you away- and you confess that you’ve been a lot happier since he came to stay with you.

- But he doesn’t say anything for a moment- not thank you, or its no problem like he normally would. And you look up to find him staring at you intensely and without breaking eye contact he says;

“If I where a human man could you love me?”

- “I already love you silly” he shivers as you scratch behind one of his ears

- “No, I mean not like that.” which causes you to kiss him- and hes so shocked that he dosent kiss back he just sits there wide-eyed- his heart practically beating out of his chest. A shocked smile tugging at his chapped lips. 

- “Like that?” you ask cocily. 

- Namjoon walks in on you two naked in the morning a few weeks afterward

- And let me tell you he’s not exactly ok with it but I mean- if it had to be anyone- he’s glad it someone who he knows would never think of hurting you. 

Originally posted by bangtanroyalty

Originally posted by mewchim