dont do this to your nails

the gangsey as scottish tweets
  • gansey: im at the age where people r askin "so what u doin with ur life" n im like mate am genuinely jus here for a laff x
  • blue sargent: issue wi males that think it's acceptable to comment on how a girl looks when she's buzzin am not oot tae be stunnin am oot tae cut mad shapes
  • ronan lynch: i deh trust the dentist when they start talking in code about your teeth to their wee pal, you got suhin to say say it to ma face prick
  • adam parrish: maw n da tryin to shout it ye when ye crack yer phone sayin ye dont look after it aye right fs this hing means more tae me than use do fs
  • noah czerny: had a sick weekend but ad be telling big fibs if a said a didnt feel like a common toe nail
  • henry cheng: imagine the week before yer wedding ye came home fae work early to surprise yer bf and walked in on him wearin bootcut jeans

anonymous asked:

Do all your weapons have names?

nah, i go through weapons too quickly for that. i do have some favorites though, that have been with me for a while, which have picked up nicknames. there’s a real nasty grenade launcher that i frequently use to make holes in buildings that clint insists on calling my ‘lockpick’ as if i dont know how to break in like a normal assassin. i know how to pick a lock clint. exploding stuff is just more fun.

 i have a set of sweet little throwing knives that natasha usually calls the manicure kit. i would object to that more if they didnt come in handy so often on nail painting night. 

i have a regular claw hammer which has seen combat and is officially named the ‘Hammer Of Barnes.” thor blessed it for me. i dont know if that makes it more effective in a fight but it is pretty cool. 

i have a big trench knife that has been called ‘mantra’ after that one time when Dr banner was about to hulk out in a hospital ward because it was being attacked by hydra agents. clint was trying (poorly) to keep him calm, and was yelling ‘do your breathing exercises!! use your mantras!!’ at which point Dr banner grabbed my knife and stabbed a hydra guy. he did not hulk out. we were very proud of him.

i once told tony that my fists were named ‘business’ and ‘pleasure’ but i was just messing with him. his face was pretty priceless. 

but my favorite named weapon has always been my throwing steve. by which i mean the captain america that i sometimes physically hurl at my enemies. it may not be the most dignified way to get steve into a fight but it sure is effective

who you should fight from dream daddy
  • craig: he would absolutely demolish you, laugh about it, and then give you tips on how to up your muscle mass. overall a worthwhile bonding experience. fight craig.
  • river: she is a fucking baby. also craig would not hesitate to snap your neck. dont fight river.
  • brair and hazel: not only are they crafty as hell, they also have a mean softball swing. if you catch them without their bats youll win, but only long enough for craig to kill you in retaliation. dont fight brair and hazel.
  • damien: you could, and you'd probably win since his soft fragile goth skin has likely never seen the light of day. but why? he's already insecure. don't do it. the only fighting you should do including damien is against his insecurities
  • lucien: motherfucker straight up tried to recreate the cask of amontillado with his classmate. his gangly weak appearances are a clever ruse. he will kill you and do it inspired by edgar allan poe. dont fight lucien.
  • mat: the man can barely speak to someone normally, he wont even know how to accept your fight proposal. all youre doing is making yourself look like a dick, while giving him an anxiety attack. dont fight mat.
  • carmensita: seriously? shes like twelve. dont fight carmensita.
  • pablo: hes just trying to make a living man. not to mention how worried his mother will be about him. dont fight pablo.
  • brian: hed just laugh and accept. probably overpower you and be annoyingly humble about it. buys you a drink after. very damaging to your pride. dont fight brian.
  • daisy: she is TEN. dont fight daisy.
  • hugo: did you see his moves in his route? motherfucker will go hulkamania on you. what he lacks in size he makes up for in the pure disregard for his health that only an overworked teacher can have. don't fight hugo.
  • ernest: what the fuck is with you and fighting kids? dont fight ernest.
  • joseph: you could, but considering the likelihood he's secretly in a cult with his four, maybe three, children, id strongly advise against it. dont fight jospeh.
  • mary: she would stab you with her razor sharp nails. even if you managed to get her off guard, robert would kill you in revenge. dont fight mary.
  • chris, christie, christian, chrish: THEY ARE CHILDREN. DO NOT FIGHT CHILDREN.
  • robert: if you stood strong through his made up rules you might have a chance. he may also stab you. mary is undoubtedly waiting in the wings to finish you off. dont fight robert.
  • val: she may not win the fight, but shell ruin your reputation. by the time shes done with you not even the mailman will want to go to your house because he doesnt want to be associated with you. dont fight val.
  • amanda: what the fuck is wrong with you? im revoking your dad license. dont talk to me or my daughter ever again. get out of my house.
how to get over someone

1. delete everything to do with them from your phone. EVERYTHING.

2. burn anything given to you.
(drawings, letters, clothes,etc.)

3. do NOT at all costs listen to those songs until you are completely over him. you know which ones im talking about. on yourself, get your nails done, workout, read books, take baths, treat yourself and better yourself as a person

5. flirt with others, be free you ARE single, dont take it for granted. rebounds are allowed/expected/necessary

6. If you do end up getting a boyfriend/girlfriend take things slow. don’t rush and don’t get attached too fast. its okay to take precaution but dont let it ruin your life.


Overwatch characters as dorm roommates

For the overwatch guys and a few of the ladies

-is extremley good at keeping his side od the room neat
-the room always smells like tea
-he goes to bed fairly early
-in general a very very good roomate
-has a few pictures on his desk of his family
-will offer you tea and cake every now and then

-oh god its always a mess with this cowboy
-has beer bottles and used cigarettes on the floor
-smells like cigarettes in the room
-you usually have to wake him up because he is always oversleeping and you care enough about him so he isnt late to missions
-always eats your damn leftovers in the fridge and begs you to cook more because he cant cook for heck
-if you are not there to feed him he will buy chicken mcnuggets and 7/11 
-you play poker alot

-he is quite similar to genji, very neat.
-Maybe occasionally he might leave a shirt on the chair if hes in a rush
-has a stash of sake in the upper cabinet
-you dont see each other alot because either you are on a mission or visa versa
-most of the time hes on his laptop 
-sometimes when you both are off missions he’ll bring out the sake and when hes drunk its really the only time you guys have a meaningful conversation
-he gets up early to go on jogs/ indoor gym in the headquarters

-oh jeez lucio has decorated the whole room like a frenzy
-there are posters of his favorite bands and led lights
-hes always listening to loud music, but if you ask he wont mind putting in earbuds
-you two become best friends and sometimes you’ll help him write songs or you guys will be meming at 2am
-you both share the food in the dorm
-he lends you a shirt if all yours are dirty
-you both are there for each other
-he will wake you up if you overslept

Jack Morrison (Soldier76)
(since he is the strike commander im not sure why he would have a dorm, he probably would have his own fancy room but ill write this anyway)
-he is always busy on missions
-the one time he is home hes taking a shower to wash off all the blood and grime from the mission
-always up late working on paperwork or speeches to give (if its ok you might help him)
-this poor man has trouble sleeping and even the pills dont help
-he doesnt have time to clean his clothes or get food so you do it for him and he really apriciates it
-you make him morning coffee and wake him up
-sometimes he is called in for a mission at 4 am and you are woken up by it
-on the extremly rare occasion he is not busy you guys talk and maybe play a card game or something

Gabriel Reyes (Reaper)
(Same thing with reaper, he would probably have his own room, he does have an important job)
-just like Morrison, Reyes would be busy 247 with missions and when he came back he would be working on paperwork
-hes always called in to the blackwatch unit because mccree or someone else did something
-he also has a whole pill cabinet for sleeping and pain
-on the rare occasion he would not be busy, he might cook some traditional spanish dish(and hes suprisingly a really good cooker)
-you guys dont talk very much but sometimes hell go off ranting about the dailed mission or mccree being a pain in the ass

-they are a mess
-the apartment is always falling apart
-the plumbing is broken 
-usually they are watching tv 247 and eating junkfood
-its hard to go to sleep you always have them turn down the tv or whatever they are doing
-they probably prank you alot

-this little gremlin is always streaming and sometimes she will invite you to sit with her and join the stream
-her side is a mess with empty soda bottles and snack wrappers
-she does try to keep the room neat but it ends up getting dirty again
-you guys decorate the room together with fairy lights or led lights and lots and lots of posters
-she always eats the leftovers like mccree but you dont mind anyway
-you guys would have like a girls night out and trade makeup and do each others nails
-you share clothes
-you both oversleep and are late to missions but at least youre in it together lol

This is my first time writing headcannons so if you want me to write more headcannons like this you can ask me in my ask box, requests are open!

Cinderella (Part 2)

Summary: You finaly get the the courage to meet your one night stand

Pairing: Jeon Jeong-juk (Jungkook) / Reader

Genre: Fluff / Smut

Words: 2.8k

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For trans boys that are fem

-Do it, wear that flower crown boy. You rock it.

-If you wanna wear makeup and still “try to pass”, try using Brown mascara instead of black. It’s super cute and more natural looking.

-Don’t be afraid of makeup. It’s colored minerals, for real. Just do what you like.

-Long hair is awesome. Short hair is awesome. Guess what? Both are unisex.

-My cis brother used to shop in the girl’s section with no shame because he liked the clothes better. Do what makes you comfortable!!!

-You like painting your nails? Go for it boy!

-Oh and your fav dress?? Handsome as frick. Swish swish, rock that dress.

-You dont have to like boys

- You don’t have to like girls

-You dont have to like ANYONE

-Don’t be afraid of perfume. Like someone can tell it’s not cologne, psshhh

Things for when your not happy.

- coloring book

- listen to music + make music lists for when your experiencing different emotions

- cuddle up with fluffy pillows and soft blankets

-make tea or favorite drink

- comfy sweatshirt or pjs

- warm shower or bath + new clothes or pjs on

- wash face/ do your hair or makeup

- go walk outside or on treadmill

- play a video game

-watch tv/movie/youtuber

-read book or online storys

- hangout with your pets

- crafts/diy’s

-window show or online look

- yoga/exercise

- goto movie/ bowling/arcade/pokemon go/coffee place/restaurants/parks/zoo/mini golf/bookstore

- healthy meals with a few junkfood snacks here and there(comfort snack)

- visit or invite a friend over

-create a party imaginary or future one

-cook a recipe you’ve never tried before

- meditate


-paint nails

-anything to help refocus your attention + make sure to eat and drink water

Some of these things might be difficult when your low energy or depressed, but these are things that i do myself when im depressed or feel like i dont have any energy and they make me feel better so i thought id share them 😊👍🏻

that feels good ~ short jack avery imagine

you waltzed into the small bedroom that you shared with jack in the hotel that you were staying at with the why don’t we boys in london. you opened your mouth to begin a sentence but cut yourself off when you saw the beautiful, curly haired boy sleeping peacefully on top of the sheets of the bed. 

he always did this thing, and you never knew why, where he refused to get under the sheets on the bed until you were there with him. this meant that even on tour he would never once sleep under the sheets, he would only layer on mountains of clothes to keep him warm. 

you smiled slightly at the sight in front of you, taking it in for a moment before joining him on the bed. he was lying on his stomach which his arms folded underneath his head, his hair flopping every which way. his glasses were also on the bed right next to him, telling you that he was wearing them just before he had fallen asleep. he was only in white clavins and no shirt, and lemme tell you it was definitely a sight to see.

you slowly kneeled on the bed, easing into a lying down position in an attempt to make the littlest movement possible as to not wake the sleepy head right next to you. when he had no reaction to you climbing onto the bed, you took that as he was still sound asleep. 

his head was turned towards the wall so you couldn’t admire his beautiful features, but you did take in the perfection that is his hair. it is always flopped so perfectly, and you would never understand how. 

after a few minutes of nothing, you reached your arm outwards and lightly began to draw mindless shapes on his bare back. you drew circles, rectangles, triangles, all with your fingernails, and after a few minutes you trailed your hand up to the base of his neck, still allowing your fingertips to graze his skin. you brought your fingers up through his hair and he shrunk his head down into his shoulders and you took note of the goosebumps rising on his skin. he was awake. 

“sorry, love. i didn’t mean to wake you,” you mumbled, still swirling your fingertips on his back. he just hummed in response and you took that as an ‘it’s okay.’ 

you continued to draw random things, but soon enough found yourself drawing out what you saw for your future with jack. your kids, your house, your pets, everything you had ever wanted you were tracing into his skin. 

“that feels good, baby,” he mumbled as he flipped his head over to face you, his eyes just barely open. you flashed him a slight smile before sneaking under the covers, and he did so as well now that you were there. he engulfed you in his warmth and you practically melted into his chest. 

“can you keep doing that, please?” he whispered, causing you to chuckle but you obliged. 

“of course,” you replied, beginning to run your nails up and down the back of his neck and through his hair. 

before you knew it, the only sound that could be heard was the soft snores coming from your boyfriend, the ones that he refused to making, but you loved them. 

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Weekly Reading List 48

Weekly Recommendations get posted every Saturday. All stories are character x reader unless otherwise stated. Graphic by the awesome @wonders-of-the-multiverse.

Herbs and Blood Pudding by @captainsbabysitter-blog Leonard McCoy
The City That Never Sleeps by @the-shield-of-writing Tony Stark
Mafa Princess Part 6 by @4theluvofall Steve Rogers

Soulmate AU
Coffee for Two by @peterr-parqerr Steve Rogers
The Long Kiss Goodbye by @outside-the-government Leonard McCoy
No Sleep Til Brooklyn Part 11 by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord Steve Rogers

It started with ‘Hello’ by @the-shield-of-writing Tony Stark 
Daddy’s right here by @the-shield-of-writing Tony Stark
Staying Quiet Part 3 by @shitty-imagines-95 Tony Stark
First Words by @becaamm Steve Rogers
Parenting is Hard by @becaamm Steve Rogers
All Grown Up by @invisibleanonymousmonsters Bucky Barnes
Swing Dance by @invisibleanonymousmonsters Bucky Barnes 
Happy Ending by @invisibleanonymousmonsters Bucky Barnes
The (Not So) Natural Father by @emilyevanston Steve Rogers 

A/B/O Dynamics
Coming Home Part 6/Part 7/Part 8/Part 9 by @not-close-to-straight polyvengers
Pack Mentality by @papermoon2719 Stucy NSFW
Fallen Omega by @straymafia

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William Nylander: Bathwater

Originally posted by leafbabies

warnings: Smutty good time, cussing (probably)

word count: 1286

It has been a week since William left for a road trip. He’s supposed to be back in the morning but, you don’t know if you can hold off that long. During an after-game interview he mixed up his English and Swedish which, for some odd reason, got you all hot and bothered. You rewatched the interview a few times until you decided to calm yourself down with a bath.

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  • Inner Jae [during band practice]: Playing guitar sure is fun.
  • Inner Jae 2: You know what else is fun? Killing your best friend.
  • Inner Jae: That doesn't sound fun at all, Jae.
  • Inner Jae 2: How would you know?! All you do is play guitar, Jae!
  • Inner Jae 3: I think Jae is right. We should branch out in our hobbies, Jae.
  • Inner Jae 2: Oh fuck. Jae, Wonpil stopped talking, he wants you to respond. Say something stupid!
  • Jae [To Wonpil]: I wasn't thinking about killing you.
  • Wonpil: Awe, thank you!
  • Inner Jae [Whispers]: Nailed it.
A New Boy

Request: angst anon here!! i would love a yule ball imagine (although its a rare occasion) where the reader turns down all the “popular guys” for newt, but he ends up having a ball (hah) with leta instead? and she like ends up going with a popular guy and dances with him and actually has fun and newt is lowkey hurt?? hopefully that made sense haha. please and thank you 💗 btw i saw the tag on “i do… not” and you are just the sweetest little thing!! i will never stop giving you these random ideas 😊

Word Count: 6,887

Pairing: Reader x OC, Newt x Leta

Requested by: @aurrorgoldstein

Tag List: @dont-give-a-bother @red-roses-and-stories @caseoffics @myrtus-amongst-the-stars @ly–canthrope @studyforthreehands @whatinbenaddiction @benniesgalaxy @thosefantasticbeast2

WARNING: Language

I know the world seems cold and empty, but I promise you, if you search for the light, you will one day find it.

The corridors of Hogwarts are empty, chilly, a quick breeze somehow bursting through them. A ghost, you figure, digging your nails into your palm and praying they leave you alone. On a night like this, with such a mission in your head, you do not want to be bothered.

Night is quickly dropping her blanket over the sky outside, and most students have already scurried to bed, their voices whispering of the night upcoming, of the dance, the ball, the evening you’re dreading. With quick steps, you find yourself climbing to the Gryffindor common room, muttering the password, and clambering through.

It’s hot inside, the fireplace roaring up with a loud orchestra of clicks and pops and even a few snaps. Few students linger, but the ones that do, that are also dateless for the ball tomorrow, are draped over the maroon couches and royal red chairs, heads popping up to view your intrusion.

“Sorry,” you murmur, cheeks heating up, “but has anyone seen Michael Rodgers?”

One boy, a fifth year you recognize vaguely from classes, lazily raises his head and eyes you once over. “You’re here to talk to him?”

“I don’t see why I would ask for him otherwise.” The words earn a snicker from the others in the room, who drop their heads but leave their ears pointing in your direction.

“I suppose,” the boy sighs, shoving himself to his feet, “I could go see if he’s up, but no promises.”

You nod, biting your cheek. That’s all you can ask for, someone to check.

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DALLAS WINSTON; or the brooklyn kid. new york has always been too big for someone so little. he’s nine and smoking in back alleys. ten and sleeping in jail
cells. eleven and loses his mother, breaks his heart. but there’s no use in fixing what he doesn’t need anyway. so he picks himself up, and moves back home.

DALLAS WINSTON; or a spitting image. his great-grandfather left a bloody fist that bruised the following generations. his grandfather left a kick that would crack the bones guarding his heart, and his father left a family that couldn’t last without him. so he fights with the fists or his great-grandfather, kicks with the anger of his grandfather, and hates with the heart of his father. he refuses to forgive and forget, so he buries the hatchet in other people.

DALLAS WINSTON; or tough, cold, mean. they don’t see the way his lips turn downward when the small boy with black eyes comes to him crying, broken, bruised. or hear the way he convinces the young boy with auburn hair that his brother loves him, because theres nothing more he wants than to have a home to go to. he doesn’t show that he cares in the way other people do, and therefore they dont understand him. so he lets them talk and assume and figures he’s better off the way that he is anyway. tough, cold, and mean.

DALLAS WINSTON; or ruthless. he’s the blood under your nails. bite mark under your scarf. blue-black bruises and a rip in your sunday dress. he wants you in the wild way, the three a.m. drive and forest fires and the red scream of the sky at sunset. you want to hold his hand, hold him. like a rainbow embracing the clouds after a thunderstorm. you want romance, you want to be in love. he laughs and tells you there aint no such thing.

DALLAS WINSTON; or the small things. he reckons new york was always better for him. tulsa is too small, too cramped, too many people with their eyes on him. but he stays for the tall trees he sits under when the sun is unforgiving. he stays for the boys who are more loyal than the new york hoods could ever dream to be. he stays for the warm weather, fresh air, and good times. but most all, he stays for the small boy with dark eyes and dark skin. the boy who has somehow found himself tucked comfortably under his wing, who makes tulsa worthwhile.

DALLAS WINSTON; or brotherhood. the familiar get-ready gaze when the beginnings of a fight arise. in this life, its his only sense of family. bruised fists clink together beers and they laugh through bloodied teeth. they have the same scars, same stories, same fucked up heart. his shirt is covered in blood, he doesn’t know if it’s his or someone else’s. the boys don’t notice, don’t care, they’re all the same anyway.

DALLAS WINSTON; or an abandoned house. empty bedrooms and rotted floorboards. they creak under your feet and you think at any minute they could send you falling. fast heartrates and uneasiness creeping up your spine. the light never reached him like it did others, all his corners are dark, hidden away. you stay for a night and are gone by day.

DALLAS WINSTON; or st. christopher. patron saint of traveling. he sits in a gold pendent against his chest, been from tulsa to new york just to go to tulsa again. he wonders if he’ll ever hang it in a home, if he’ll ever have one. he knows the streets like he should know hallways and closets and bathrooms. one day he’ll pack a bag, throw it in a trunk, and drive off with no one but st. christopher, hanging on the rear view.

DALLAS WINSTON; or grim triumph. life did nothing but wear him down, exhaust his seventeen year old soul beyond repair. the guns went off into the night and in the split second he had, he grabbed his st. christopher, smiled, and let the bullets take him somewhere he didn’t know. he’d seen enough of the world, anyway. he was ready to go home.

9 tips to get your s*%# together

1. Get more sleep! No more falling asleep reading, or messing around on my phone. I’ve picked up this bad habit, and it is hard to break. It seems like I cant fall asleep now without checking out new lists on listverse, reading the news, or scrolling through Tumblr. I am also WAY guilty of exercising zero self control when it comes to recreational reading “one more page…one more chapter…” until its 0300 and I have to get up in a couple hours. I need to turn those electric devices off by 2230. 

2. Snooze less. This one sort of goes hand in hand with #1. I have ALOT  to do, I am supposed to get up at 0500 everyday and walk my fur-babies for an hour, then get ready and go on with my day. Lately, I have been snoozing my alarm until it wont snooze anymore. If I went to sleep when I am supposed to, I would probably have no trouble getting going on time. 

3. Using a 24 hour weekly schedule to record what you are actually doing with all of your time can be VERY eye opening. I need to be better about following through with my plans. I know how to manage my time, but lately I have been quite lax with the execution. Being better about this would help reduce stress, and increase productivity- both things that most students care about. 

4. Less T.V. During the semester I try not to watch more than 3 hours of T.V. per week. It is SO easy to get sucked in…GOT anyone? 

5. After a 4 hr lecture, 2 hr lab, and 8 hr shift at work I feel like going home, falling into my bed and passing out so that I can repeat the process the following day. If you wear makeup, washing it off before bed is HUGE. No matter how tired you are, just do it.

6. Prep- all kinds of prep makes life easier. meal prep, prepping what youre wearing, or taking with you the following day, etc. 

7. Set aside time to do stuff around the house everyday- do not let things pile up until your day off! Make a daily task list and check it off everyday.

8. Exercise for you and your pets. I have 3 big dogs, they need structured exercise, not just running around the dog park or in my yard. They each have a pack they carry and we (normally) walk every morning. Some mornings I may not feel motivated to get up for that 3 mile walk for myself, but I will do anything for my dogs well-being, so I’ll get my butt up and go. (Kinda off topic- but let me throw this out there, if you have pets, they need you. They depend on you to take care of them, to give them what they need. They do not just need food! Dogs need affection, discipline, and exercise. If you’re stressed because your dog is misbehaving- look at your own behavior.What does your pet need that you are not giving them? Dogs are not born bad, humans make them what they become. ((Just saying no pit bull was ever born a killer)) unbalanced dogs are bound to do things you dont want them to do. Large, high strung breeds, or working breeds are going to need more than a dachsund. Dont just love on your pets, also give them what they need. If you cant make enough time, or muster up enough patience to give them what they NEED, then you need to rethink your priorities, or your status as a pet owner. Dont be selfish, pets are not put on this earth for human amusement.) 

I also need more exercise than a walk, so I do indoor cycling 3x a week, interval/strength training 2x a week, and yoga at least 2x a week. 

9. If you enjoy getting your hair and nails done (or if you enjoy doing your own) then make time to do this. If these little things  make you feel good about yourself, then it is important, and not frivolous. 

**Sorry about the weird timing of the pet rant- it’s just one of those things that I feel so passionately about, and I feel like too many people dont give it enough thought. It is not just a pit thing, its a pet thing. My dogs are all pit mixes, and they are all mixed with a working breed,  they were all abused and rescued. One of them was used as a bait dog in a fighting ring a few miles away in Tuskegee. They have helped me through some of the toughtest times in my life, and I owe them to give them the best lives. I feel painfully passionate about treating animals the right way. To be quite honest, I tend to like animals more than most people. 

3:25am- Idea for Otome game:

You date Otome girls.

Like, your day job is rearranging the fake ‘high school’ desks and cleaning the set. After a long day, you join one of the Otome girls outside the set.

She light up a cigarette and complains that the director keeps casting her as the hime-sama type because she’s short and has curly hair. She takes a swig from her water bottle and says doing the high voice hurts her throat.

Flags (Part Three)(#PrideFic)(Spideypool)

Happy Pride Month Lovelies!!
Wade and Peter talk a bit about sexualities in this chapter, please keep in my mind these are my opinions and aren’t meant to upset anyone. If you would like to talk about anything mentioned in here, feel free to message me or drop by my ask box
Pride Month is about all of us feeling welcome and secure in who we are, and I would never want to hurt anyone’s feelings or offend someone.

Wave your flags, babes, we are all perfect the way we are.

Part One     Part Two


“So.” Peter took a bite of the ice cream Wade offered him. “So pansexual means you are attracted to everyone.”

“No.” Wade shook his head. “No it means I can be attracted to everyone. Lots of people assume pansexuals are whores, that we will sleep with anything with two legs but that’s not true.” He shrugged a little. “I once dated a girl with one leg. No problem.”

Peter burst out laughing and Wade leaned down to press a cold kiss to his lips.

“Love that laugh, baby boy, glad you enjoy my jokes.”

Peter’s lips tingled a little from the unexpected kiss and he looked up shyly.

“So you can be attracted to anyone? I guess I dont see–”

“It’s like this.” Wade slipped a thick arm around Peter’s waist and steered him through the small crowd. “If I had seen you from the back, and fell in love with this ass–” He patted Peter’s butt lightly. “when you turned around and I got a look at the rest of you, it wouldn’t matter if you were a guy, a girl, non binary, asexual, it wouldn’t matter. I’m already attracted to you so that’s just that. Its not that I WILL sleep with anyone, its just that I could.

“So… even like, trans–” Peter hesitated. “I don’t know the right word, I guess.”

“Petey what’s your favorite thing about a girl?” Wade asked and Peter made a vague motion around his chest. “And you’re favorite thing about a guy?” Peter didn’t answer and Wade tried hard not to laugh. “Alright, so imagine being with someone who has both those qualities. It’s fun and exciting and… fun.” He shrugged a little. “Sexuality and gender is no hindrance for me when it comes to choosing partners. I can be with whoever catches my eye.”

“That sounds… freeing.” Peter admitted.

“It is. But so is deciding on your sexuality, no matter what it is.”

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anonymous asked:

im nb but i like to appear masculine and i use he/him pronouns (and they/them too). i want to paint my nails but everytime i have them painted i feel anxious and like i dont pass. do u have any tips on feeling masculine while having femme features like nail paint? i want to pass

Lee says:

There’s a lot going on in this ask, so I’m going to break it down.

1) You want to pass as a guy

2) You want to wear nail polish

  • Maybe you could try painting your toenails if you want to paint your nails but you don’t want people to see them?
  • You could also use clear nail polish because it’s less noticeable.
  • You could just wear colored polish on your finger nails, and accept that some people might gender you based on that because they’re uninformed or unaccepting (even though anyone can wear nail polish regardless of their gender)

3) You feel anxious when you wear nail polish because you worry it’ll prevent you from passing

  • If you are passing as a guy, then it’s more about addressing and confronting your anxiety, because clearly you’re passing anyway so it’s an unfounded concern
  • If you want to pass as a guy and are struggling to do so, you might have to choose between painting your nails and passing if you are able to pass without painted nails
  • If you’re passing at the same rate with or without painted nails, then you can recognize that the nails aren’t making or breaking your passing

4) You want to feel masculine while doing something typically considered feminine

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