except maybe the girls and kissing part

pretty boy

I wanna be a pretty boy with long, soft hair that i can put up in a bun and when people see me they’ll say “look at that asshole with the manbun” and I’ll laugh because yeah i am that asshole pretty boy with the manbun and itl be so wonderful that someone saw me and thought of me as enough of a man to add “man” to a previously gender neutral word, so that itd be obviously acceptable for a man to have his hair up in a bun.

And i wanna be a pretty boy with a flat chest a real cock and not this fake one made up of socks that no one would wanna suck on except maybe a fetishist but thats not what i want. i wanna be a real pretty boy with real pretty boy parts so the world will believe me when i say im a pretty boy instead of having these parts that my mother and doctors and society insist are only for girls even though some boys can have these parts and some girls never have these parts and thats okay.

And i wanna be a pretty boy so all the other pretty boys see me and think “wow i wanna kiss that boy” and it wont just be straight boys who look at me when i walk past in fact straight boys will wanna avoid me because I’ll be so pretty thy wont be able to stand it. they’ll have to look away from me and my long, soft hair thats up in a manbun and my soft smile and the glitter thats on my cheeks and my ripped jeans and high heels and red lipstick because I’ll be so pretty they’ll realize that they aren’t straight and that’s terrifying for them.

And i wanna be a pretty boy who can take his shirt off at the pool without getting arrested and i wanna feel the water on my bare chest and feel how flat it is while im sitting on a reclining chair and covering my chest with sunscreen so i wont burn and I’ll ask my pretty gay boyfriend to put sunscreen on my pretty gay back because I dont want that to get burnt either and he’ll laugh and mock me for being so pasty that i need 100 spf sunscreen and I’ll laugh at him and slap his leg and he’ll grin and kiss me and the summer sun will shine down on both of our pretty gay bodies as we both can finally have our chests free to the world.

And i wanna be a pretty boy so when i look in the mirror i dont see a silly little girl in instead see a pretty, queer boy with pretty, queer eyes and pretty, queer lips and pretty, queer hair and a pretty, queer body and i want the world to see me as a queer boy and not a slutty girl or a boyish girl or a lesbian or a freakish girl or a quiet girl or whatever it is people see me as i dont want that all i want is to be the slutty, freakish, quiet, queer, fabulous, nerdy, cute, lovely, ugly, annoying, hot, sparkly, handsome, obsessive, stupid, innocent, scary, pretty boy that i really truly am.

Divide - as heard by me, Tumblr user live-laugh-ed.
  • Eraser: Coke will fuk u up. Don't do the drugs kidz.
  • Castle on the Hill: nostalgia is real. Growing up suckz, let's go watch a sunset dudes.
  • Dive: haha dive... more like dive right into that p*ssy. No really let's have the sex.
  • Shape of You: *gyrates hips into another dimension*
  • Perfect: darling just kiss (kill) me slow. no but really why am I single, where is my "dancing in the dark, barefoot on the grass"?
  • Galway Girl: I've got a huge Doritos & wine boner 4 u.
  • Happier: Man pain x 1000000
  • New Man: Ur new bf is a bleached a**hole
  • Heart Don't Break Around Here: (except mine) Why am I single? part 2.
  • What Do I Know?: Love is good, I think, maybe. who knows? I might be full of sh*t? But I'm sticking with it.
  • How Would You Feel(Paean): um this is getting repetitive but Why am I single? part 3. "How would you feel?" Dead, I feel dead inside.
  • Supermarket Flowers: *whispers softly* pls don't.
  • Barcelona: aye papi, mucho caliente daddy.
  • Bibia Be Ye Ye: *loses shoes* *loses keys* *throws up in cab* is this song about me?
  • Nancy Mulligan: Irish people doing Irish things and falling in Irish love.
  • Save Myself: save my soul from this pain.
w4w guide to kissing girls

shucks howdy. so i guess if you’re reading this you’re either a) in immediate need of girl kissing advice because you are unprepared (the sign of the grasshopper) or b) preparing yourself for possible future girl kissing (the sign of the ant). well, in either case, this guide should help you figure out why, when, how to initiate kissing girls, and what to do when and if it goes down. 

why kiss a girl?

girls are cute. they are also tough. they are also frightening. these are good reasons to kiss anyone or anything, but they are especially true if you are attracted to girls. if you’re a girl yourself this means you’re not straight. if you’re straight don’t let the post hit you on the way out. kissing girls is a great way to let them know you like them (aka to “take things to the next level”). there are a lot of reasons to kiss girls. maybe you just want to be friends that kiss. maybe you want a big pile of girlfriends. maybe a wife. maybe as part of a blood ritual.  maybe to pass a microfilm carrying incriminating information about a counterrevolutionary between your mouths. maybe you just want to do some kissing today. there are a lot of good reasons and it’s all no big deal except for when it is totally a big deal. if you’re reading this you probably think it’s a huge deal. i am inclined to agree. kissing girls also just feels great.

when to kiss a girl

when she likes you. how do you know this, though? well, maybe she’s flirting with you. maybe she’s dancing with you. maybe she has spread her fell wings and enveloped you between them to whisper an important spell. even if she is doing all of these things there is also the possibility that she’s just being friendly. it’s up to you to figure out what these signs mean. one way to tell the time is right is when she looks at your eye or eyes and then at your mouth or mouths. that’s a pretty direct signal. the girl you want to kiss may not posses sight, however, so this isn’t always a sure way to know. mainly, you only want to be making the decision to kiss a girl when she’s wants to kiss you, too. there is only one way to be sure of this.

how to kiss a girl

ask her. ask, “would you like to kiss?” this is great because no one gets an unwanted kiss and you don’t invade her personal space. asking is super important with a first kiss and often following kisses. sometimes you both make a move at the same time or one will lead and the other will follow, however, these are not 100% and could very well go wrong. consent is paramount in kissing. i know when i’m buying artificial flowers at Walgreens and a drunk woman forces herself on me at the register i find myself very upset and confused. it sucks to have your space invaded. there are a lot of reasons for a girl not to want to kiss you. she could be in a monogamous relationship, straight, not into you at all, carrying a communicable disease, or holding bees in her mouth. all of these are valid, so you need to ask. 

what if she says no?

then it’s time to find someone else to kiss because this is not the end of the world and there are most assuredly girls out there who will be all about kissing you. i swear.

what if she says yes?

then lay it on her!!! i wouldn’t recommend tongue on the first go, but that last girl that kissed me made that move and it was pretty great so maybe you could try it if you’re feeling bold. if the girl you’re kissing stops you at any time then you need to let her. if she has decided she no longer wants to kiss or doesn’t like how you’re kissing or needs to breathe or wants to focus on your neck for a minute those are all valid reasons for her to stop. you need to communicate your needs and comfort levels. if you both enjoy it and get along there may very well be future kissing sessions. 

hope this was helpful. kissing is really nice and kissing girls is amazing. if you’re an adult don’t kiss minors or else you’re a fucking creep. keep it real. bless.

Seventeen | One Day

Genre: angst and fluff
Pairing: slightly reader x wonwoo
Word count: 1,684 (oops)

AN: So this was a little longer than expected but I enjoyed writing it! The ending is a little sloppy but I hope you enjoy it!

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Finding Home- Part Four

Author: Emma

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: None?? Like there might be a bad language word maybe? I don’t know.

A/N: As always, enjoy loves! Feedback is appreciated! 

Read Part One, Part Two, Part Three

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Originally posted by dailyteamcap


You woke up the next morning like every other morning except this time you could still feel the tingle of Bucky’s kiss against your lips. Neither one of you mentioned it and that was okay. You didn’t mind keeping it as a little secret that the two of you could share. But just because you didn’t talk about it doesn’t mean you didn’t think about it. In fact, you thought about it all day and well into the night and when it came time to go into Bucky’s room for bed you kept walking past his door towards yours, trying to sort out your feelings along the way.

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Jack Gilinsky Imagine

“Hey, Y/N, Gilinsky is coming over do you wanna hangout downstairs with us?” Jack, my brother said. “I think I’m good. Thanks.” He nodded shutting the door. I scrolled down through Tumblr for a couple of hours. It was getting late and my stomach kept growling. I went down stairs and of course there they were playing video games. “Hey Y/N can you bring us something to drink?” My brother said. I looked over to Gilinsky who nodded his head at me.

“Like what?” I said walking to the kitchen. “I don’t know, like soda.” Jack continued. I reached to the pantry light scanning around for the soda. I heard a cough behind me, I slowly turned around. “Hey, I thought you might need some help.” I looked back to my brother who was so into the game he didn’t notice Jack was gone. “Oh, um, yeah I could use some help.” I stepped back so he could fit in the tiny room. Can you reach that bo-“ A pair of warm lips pressed against mine, I pulled away puzzled. His minty breath hit my face softly. I looked up at him in shocked, his jaw clenched as he pressed me against the wall with his body. His big hand wrapped around my waste while the other one closed the door. He pulled a hair string behind my ear. He leaned in again licking my bottomed lip.

I pushed him off quickly opening the door. He reached for my hand but I stepped away from him. I stepped back into the pantry getting a bag of chips and two sodas. I sat them down in the table and ran to my room. I felt like crying. A sense of guilt pressed down on me. I was confused but blushing madly. I changed into my PJ’s, brushed my teeth and tried to call it a night. My phone vibrated a few minutes later. “Come down stairs, we need to talk – Gilinsky.” My body tensed up in a matter of seconds, but I went.He had his hands wrapped around his head looking down at the floor. I looked around for my brother but he wasn’t there. “He got a call from Sam it was urgent, he’ll be back in a few hours.” Is like he had read my mind, nodding I turned around and started walking back to my room.

“Please, stay.” I didn’t know if should trust him but I did. I walk over and sat in the couch trying my best to maintain our space. “I’m sorry for kissing you. I should have told you how I felt. Even if the feeling wasn’t.. mutual.” My feeling let themselves notice as my eyes water to his words. He grabbed my hand scooting me closer to him. “I’ve never wanted someone as much as I want you, never. This is what feels like to be in love with your best friend’s sisters. And it sucks. I didn’t choose to be in love with you. I don’t want to be in love with you. Because someone else will love you just as much, and they’ll be a better person for you. I already told Jack what happened, he was happy with it. So I guess what I’m trying to say is, Are you happy that I kissed you?” I stutter to answer. My mind was racing and absorbing every word, I was breathless. “That’s what I thought.” He kissed my cheek and stood up walking towards the door. “Wait, Jack, don’t go.” I took little steps towards his tall frame. “Just say it and I’m yours to keep.” He whispered caressing my cheek.

“I am happy that you kissed me.” I looked down feeling my cheeks burn up. “Then you wouldn’t mind if I kissed you here.” He started kissing my neck, “Or here.” He sucked behind my ear lobe making me gasp. “And especially here.” He trailed kisses all the way from my earlobe to my collarbone. “But my second favorite, is those sweet beautiful lips.” He kissed me backing me up against the wall. His tongue moved with mine, you could hear the flicks in the silent room. The tension grew and the air got heavier.

“What’s your favorite spot to kiss a girl.” I asked him in between kissing. “I don’t kiss and tale.” He said biting his lip. “But I’m sure we can make an exception today.”

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PART 2? Maybe a SMUT? @shanetterss is ma’ twitter baes. I do requests. LIKE AWAY LOVES! Xx

What We Were - 5.1

AN#1: More new characters, but they are not v important, important is how they affect Hannah. Hope you enjoy this part, it’s a bit weird maybe.

NSFW.
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Hannah’s pov - College Flings - 1.9k+ words
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She’s not Grace. That is, unfortunately, the only thought my mind keeps chanting while my lover writhes beneath me. That this girl is not brown-hair-browner-eyes, no long limbs and awkward hands. She’s not.

But I know all her weak spots, know where to touch, where to scratch lightly with short nails, where to kiss and stroke and bite. I know how to make her fall apart beneath me. Except it doesn’t help me forget. Not even a little bit.

“Do you want me, baby?”

The lies come so easily these days. “Yeah.”

“Show me. Please, yes…”

“Come here.”

But she’s someone, and she’s there. I’m not in love with her, not even remotely, but I need touch, I need attention, I need to feel.

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Conclusion after Civil War

The notion of mourning doesn’t exist in the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

I really love Civil War but they are few things in this movie that really managed to annoyed me.

Steve kiss Sharon, only a few days after Peggy’s death. I don’t mind Staron. I found them even cute. Seriously, I’m happy that Steve founds another girl but that was like the worst timing EVER. The best would have been to not kill Peggy or maybe wait for Infinity War —when Steve/Sharon is already established— to kill her. So yeah, that part wasn’t managed very well.  

BUT the worst is Wanda. I’m so upset ! Like I know that AOU was a years ago but idk, I would have excepted a brief glimpse of her grief after the loss of her twin brother, Pietro. Maybe a necklace (similar to the one that Natasha carries in TWS) or just a sentence. Especially with the big part the Sokovia events take in Civil War, a simple mention would have fit perfectly with the rest of the movie IMO. But no, it’s like Pietro Maximoff never existed and his death is already totally forgotten. The only —very vague—mention of him was made by Clint. Basically he owes Wanda a “debt”(=Pietro’s sacrifice). That’s all. Hmm…it would have been better to have nothing rather than this shit.  

Homosexuality Is Contagious

AO3

Rating: T

Tags: John Egbert/Karkat Vantas, John Egbert, Karkat Vantas, mention of dave and kanaya, kiss project au

Summary: All he’d done was been told to close his eyes–he’d complied without questioning–and had let himself be led out by one of the workers to where the camera apparently was. He couldn’t hear his partner aside from a few footsteps, and couldn’t open his eyes to check who she looked like.

Au in which John is invited to be in one of those ‘kiss projects,’ where strangers are invited and paired up with each other, and asked to kiss on camera for a social experiment. John isn’t paired up with the pretty girl he expects.

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