face peels

playing with fire | (m)

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

• pairing: jeon jungkook x reader, college! jungkook
genre/warnings: smut, explicit sexual descriptions, exhibitionist themes, slightly-sub! jungkook, switch themes, oral sex, face sitting
• words: 8,460
→ summary: jungkook seems to have a little crush on you, and no matter how much you try to ignore it, you seem to be losing your resolve with each passing day…

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A (brief) Voltron PSA about HELMETS!

Hello my small family of watchers! I love each and every one of you precious people. And because you are precious to me, I’ve decided to talk about HELMETS! Here are our favorite Paladins all lookin’ snazzy and SAFE in their helmets:

Let’s talk about this for a second: they’re inside of their practically indestructible LIONS and they are still wearing HELMETS. Can we just appreciate this extra level of safety for a second?!

MEANWHILE IRL, here is what happens when you wear a helmet:

This was my helmet from a little over a year ago after a cycling accident. I literally have no memory of how I went from riding down a hill to getting my face literally peeled from the asphalt. My helmet cracked in 3 pieces: the visor, the foam and the outer shell. 

Keep reading to see what happened and what I look like now! 

Below is my face a day after the accident (all bandaged up and swollen and gross lookin’ but ALIVE and NOT DEAD):

SEE? NOT DEAD. In a world of pain, but not dead. 







Face reveal (a little over a year later)

SEE? NOT UGLY OR SCARRED (up for debate but w/e I don’t have to hide my face anyway)

I know wearing your helmet may feel like this sometimes: 

But when you know you’re safe you’ll feel like this:

So be safe, kiddos. Wear your helmets! <3 

OTP Banana
  • Person A and Person B Pass by each other...
  • Person B: *Trips on untied shoe lace, Stumbles into chair, and falls over a trash can, finally landing on their face.*
  • Person A: Are you alright??!
  • person B: Now that you're here I am.. *Picks banana peel off face* Because you got me fallen for you! *winks*
  • Person A: *Dead pan* I can't decide whether to laugh or walk away..

anonymous asked:

Hey! I love your writing so much! You are amazing! Could you write something about jughead seeing Betty in very ~scandalous~ clothes and his reaction? Thank you! ❤

Hey! Thank you so much, you’re the best!

Jughead was leaning against his locker, headphones tucked safely on his ears as he waited for the final bell to ring.

The halls were loud , and he didn’t have time nor did he care enough to eavesdrop on whatever popular gossip was spreading around riverdale this week. Everyone seemed to forget the fact that a boy had been murdered less than a week ago.

Suddenly, almost as if everyone was being pulled by a magnet, all eyes snapped to the front door of the building. Jughead pulled his headphones down and followed their eyes.

Walking through the halls was none other than Betty cooper.

Well at least he though it was Betty Cooper, but this Betty cooper, he didn’t know who she was.

Gone was the perfectly tight ponytail, replacing it , was gorgeous golden curls falling down her back, loose and looking soft and shiny. Her normal sweater and jeans combo was now a tight white button down, the first three buttons undone to reveal a peek of the lace bra underneath, the tiny black skirt she wore barely skimmed her mid thigh, her long tan legs accentuated by the black strapped high heels she currently had on. Her normal light makeup was still constant but instead of the lipstick free lips, he was constantly staring at, she wore bright red lipstick on her smiling face.

Peeling his eyes from her, which trust him ,was nearly impossible, he looked around to see everyone staring at her, boys practically eating her alive.

Ripping his jacket off of his shoulders, he all but sprinted to throw it over Betty.

“Hey bets, you look cold, here wear this, speaking of cold, wanna tell me what you’re doing without pants on?” He had his arms wrapped around her shoulders keeping the jacket in place covering up what little he could.

She giggled, letting him wrap his jacket around her.

“If you’re talking about my sudden change of outfit choice, it’s not what you think.”

Jughead was walking quickly trying to get out of this damn hallway.

“Enlighten me.” He said, shooting a glare to a jock who was staring at Betty’s legs a little too long.

“I’m undercover.” She stated simply

At this point they had made it to the blue and gold office and Betty was handing Jughead back his jacket, standing in the middle of the room looking incredibly distracting.

“No offense Betty, but even in this outfit you’re pretty easy to spot.” Don’t stare at her chest, don’t stare at her chest.

She laughed

“That’s not what I mean, I mean, the only people who really know Jason are his friends, they are the key to finding out exactly what happened to him before the Fourth of July, I’m just…. appealing to their natural urges.” She winced, adding a giggle.

Jughead was quick to hop off of the couch.

“No. no way, that is not gonna happen, you are not going into that .. that.. zoo! Dressed like that, these are not good guys Betty, who knows what they might do. Im not gonna let that happen.”

Betty looked at him and narrowed her eyes placing a hand on her hip.

“I can take care of myself juggie”

“I’m not gonna take that chance!”

“It’s not your decision!”

“Screw that, its not gonna happen!”

They were both locked in a glaring contest, before Jughead finally let out a sigh as his shoulders slumped.

“Fine, you’re right, it’s your decision. You’re a strong woman who can take care of herself, I’m sorry.”

Betty smiled softly at him, walking over and placing a hand over his.

“Were a team juggie, if it will make you feel better, you can come with me, you’ll just have to hide behind some lockers or something, and if you think anything starts looking sketchy, you can come out defend my honor.” Her eyes sparkled and she was wearing a smirk.

He rolled his eyes, smiling

“Deal, but do you really have to wear that for the rest of the day?”

She grinned widely, grabbing a strand of hair and twirling it around her finger, spinning on her heels and walking towards the door,

“why juggie? is this… distracting?”

He groaned throwing his head onto the desk, this was gonna be a long day.

BTS REACTS TO: Catching them using your beauty products.

Anon Asked: bts reacts to s/o catching them using their skin care/beauty products? please and thank you~

I’ve been speeding through requests man, I’m having an identity crisis. Am I Sonic the Hedgehog???? - Admin Dayna


Jin didn’t smell like himself lately. You’d catch a whiff of him as he’d walk past you after taking a shower, and noticed he didn’t smell like his usual body wash. The scent wasn’t foreign either. It was familiar, but you couldn’t quite put your finger on it. One night you had walked into the bathroom as Jin was showering to pee. He hadn’t closed the shower curtains all the way, so you could see the collection of shampoo, conditioners, and body washes on the shower rack. You caught a Jin grabbing your bar of Black African Soap and it finally clicked - he had been using your soap to wash himself! 

“Wait - Jin are you washing with my African Soap?”

“Yeah! My skin feel so soft afterwards Jag-”

“Jin-ah! I use that on my face!”

*5 seconds of silence before he starts laughing*

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Dirty Laundry - Luke Hemmings

Not Requested

Based on ‘Dirty Laundry’ by All Time Low

Word Count - 740

He’s been watching her every weekend for the past month. Luke Hemmings. He’s mysterious in all the right ways, an asshole to everyone he doesn’t know personally, and the walking definition of relationship baggage. She sat in on the Modern Literature class that he’s taking once and he’s never been able to stop thinking of you since. He thinks she doesn’t notice but once he ran into her again at the bar that you bartend at he’s been trying to wrap his head around what makes this girl so enticing.

He spends weekend after weekend on end in the club just watching her, it becomes creepy, stalker-like, but it’s not something that he can help. His fascination with her leaves him questioning every inch of her, from her head to her toes and hanging on every word he can hear her say. 

Now he’s been perched at a high table for a few hours and, despite the loud thumping club music, he’s dozed off. His head against the sticky table top, drool slightly lining his lips and the leather jacket that hangs on his shoulders acting like a blanket. It’s only when it get’s to 3am that he is finally woken up by the soft clearing of a throat.

“Huh?” he half grunts, his eyes slowly opening and hair falling floppy in his face.

“We’re closing up, so unless you want to be found here next Thursday when we open again then I suggest you find another table to be your pillow,” she sighs leaning against a broom.

He practically has to peel his face from the table, rubbing the now irritated skin as he stretches and stands up.

“Sorry,” he croaks. “I have an actual bed I usually sleep in”

“Hmm..” she hums in disinterest as she focuses on her job.

“I’m Luke by the way,” he tries to sound as disinterested as possible though fails majorly.

She gives him a look that seems to say ‘are-we-really-doing-this?’ and lets out a breath, “[Y/N]”

“Need a hand?” Luke offers without thinking.

She doesn’t look up from sweeping, “I can’t get you a job if that’s what you want”

“N-no, just, it’s 3am, I expect that you want to get home soon,” he shrugs.

With a last look of destain [Y/N] hands him the broom and walks over to the bar to start washing up.

Luke quickly sweeps the last of his area and makes his way over to the bar to help further, secretly hoping for a conversation with his mystery girl.

“So uh,” he sweeps. “How long have you been-”

She cuts him off, “This isn’t going to end up like you want it”

“What do you mean?” he acts clueless.

“You’re doing the whole ‘nice guy flirting’,” she dries a glass.

“I’m not”

“You are, and since you have some kind of obsession with me, I should let you now that I’m far from perfect,” she tells him.

“As am I,” he leans the broom against the bar, now certain he needs to justify himself as he shrugs his jacket off.

“Oh sure, because you’re definitely not a cliche, hard on the outside soft on the inside guy,” she sarcastically spins to face him.

“There’s no such thing as a saint, sweetheart,” a condescending tone appears in the air.

She puffs, “Oh please like there’s any skeletons in your closet”

“I have my fair share, everyone has secrets,” he sits at a barstool and leans back.

She turns away from him and a silence settles allowing a ringing to start in his ears.

He shakes his head and sits up, “Let me take you to dinner?”

“You don’t want that,” she wipes the same spot for the third time.

‘Why not?”

“Cause my life is like a pile of dirty laundry, you don’t want to know about what I’ve done,” she sighs.

“I could trip over your past a million times, I only care about what comes next,” he leans closer to her.

There’s a small silence until she breaks it with a cough, “You should get going before the owner sees someone is still in here”

He sighs and stands, picking up his jacket, “I’ll be back”

“I’m sure you will”

He walks to the door but stops to call back, “For the record..” 

He catches her attention.

“Dirty laundry looks good on you”


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The Breakup Bureau

Words: 8.1k
Genre: Fluff, Angst

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Originally posted by eatkookiie

Saying goodbye is never easy.

Held hands over the table, she looks at him with softened eyes and a thoughtful expression. As he finishes with a gentle exhale, she nods. “You know what? You’re right! I deserve better!”

“You deserve the world and more.” He charmingly smiles, gaze dripping with honey.

She breaks out into a grin and pulls her hands away from his, leaning back in her chair. “How could I have been so blind?! I can’t believe I went through a relationship like that for an entire year!”

“And now you get to start fresh again. With someone who will treat you the way you deserve.”

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anonymous asked:

So hey, I'm the anon who requested the other chocobros and angst. I wasn't really thinking of any specific scenarios but maybe something where s/o is suffering through nightmares because some daemon and the only way to save them is for the chocobros to like, enter their mind and they learn about s/o's dark(?) past and afterwards they comfort them

Why does inspiration strike at almost 1am when you should be in bed? Who knows. Anyway, here’s a small drabble with Noctis because I felt like he suited this prompt the most. 

Noctis’ eyes flew open. A whimper cut the silence of the room, rousing him from sleep. You were trembling beside him, shaking like a leaf under the blankets as another nightmare plagued your subconscious.

He sighed. The dreams were getting worse. At first you were able to wake yourself up from them pretty easily, feeling only minor discomfort once you were awake. But the dreams started to get more intense, and it was becoming harder and harder to snap you out of them.

Small cries started to leave your lips, and Noctis felt his heart slowly breaking. Your back was turned to him, and he reached over, his hand hovered over your arm. He debated waking you up—the last time he’d tried, you woke up screaming and struggled against him, not fully conscious. He’d earned a few scratches for his efforts, and the look on your face when you realized what you’d done had been a dagger to his chest.

Your breath hitched as you emitted another soft cry. Noctis knew he couldn’t sit by and do nothing while you were in distress. He closed his eyes, and summoned a type of magic that he’d never really used before. His hand came to gently rest on your temple, and he slipped out of consciousness.

His eyes darted open. The ground was cold as he rose to stand. He wasn’t in your bedroom anymore—he was in a dark city, cast in eternal night.

A scream rang out. Noctis jerked his head in the direction it came from.

It was you.

He uttered your name aloud before sprinting off to find you. Your voice was shrill and pained, the screaming never ceasing as it combined with a loud snarling that sent a chill through Noctis’ spine.

When he finally found you, you were on the ground, pinned to the concrete. A giant daemon with jagged teeth and blood red eyes hovered over you, clawing at your arms and roaring near your face. Its saliva dripped onto your skin and you shrieked, trying to wiggle free of its grasp as its claws marred your flesh.

“Hey!” Noctis shouted, brandishing his weapon. “Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?”

The daemon angled its ugly head in Noctis’ direction and he could have sworn it grinned. It rose to its full height, looming easily two feet over him, and lunged with lightning speed at him.

Noctis blocked him and parried him just as quickly, slashing at its legs so it buckled to its knees. The daemon was large, but clumsy, and Noctis was able to warp strike it as the lingering apparition of his body served as a helpful distraction.

Soon the daemon was on all fours, weakened and panting. Noctis was about to strike it through its back when your voice called to him.


Noctis turned, confused. You were still on the ground, but sat up, reaching to him.

“You can’t,” you begged. “Please.”

Noctis looked at you in confusion. “Why the hell not?”

“Because,” you sobbed. “He’s my father.”

Noctis turned to the daemon. A section of its face had peeled back, revealing the face of a man. A man with eyes like yours.

Noctis shook his head, turning back to you. “I have to.”

Before the scream could leave your mouth, he brought his blade down and pierced through the daemon’s heart.

There was a flash of light, and Noctis was blown back. You gripped onto him, pulling him towards you as you both watched light consuming the daemon, ripping it apart. The darkness ebbed away, and you both covered your eyes as the light became blinding. Once it had dimmed, you both lowered your arms and you let out a gasp.

It was your dad.

Your real dad. With kind eyes and a smile on his face. He seemed almost ethereal as he stood there, the darkness shrinking away with every second.

“I’m sorry,” he said aloud, though it hit your ears like a breathy whisper. You gulped, tears stinging your vision.

“You can’t hurt me anymore,” you breathed, and he started to fade away. Soon, he was gone.

But the light remained. It poured through the streets, lit up the dark alleyways and coated everything in a golden glow. Noctis smiled and leaned his forehead against yours.

“You’re safe,” he promised. “No matter what, always remember that I’ll protect you.”

You sighed, finally absorbed in a moment of relief. “Thank you.”

Noctis blinked, and the was back in your room. It was still dark, still night time as the blue haze of the moon washed over the floor. He took his hand off your temple and watched you for a moment.

Your breathing had evened out, and you were no longer trembling. He let out a breath, one he felt like he’d been holding forever, and leaned down to kiss your cheek.

“G’nite, love,” he murmured, settling back into the sheets and pulling you close so your back was against his chest. “Sweet dreams.”

You subconsciously cuddled closer to him, letting out a quiet hum. “Sweet dreams,” you mumbled back, slipping back under with the tiniest smile on your face.

anonymous asked:

#30 Jamie and Claire

Sharing a bath/swim

A quick check of the app on his phone tells him her plane landed an hour ago. He starts the car and eases it into traffic, swearing at everyone who gets in his way and at every red light he has to wait for.  

At home he’s so excited he practically falls through the door.  He sees her bags in the sitting area, but not her.  He peels off his jacket and listens.  Water. Shower? Bath? He kicks off his shoes as he heads towards the bathroom, taking the stairs two at a time.  He doesn’t knock but just opens the door and walks in.

“You’re home,” he says, voice breaking. “You’re home. You’re home.” Emotion washes over him at the sight of her.  Hair piled on her head, freckled face flushed from the bath water.  He unsnaps his jeans and pulls his shirt over his head.  He can’t stop smiling.  

She sits up in the tub and giggles.  Her smile is wide at the sight of him.  She can’t help the tears that fill her eyes.  She’s missed him so much.  He shucks his jeans and underwear and tosses them behind him.  Bracing his hands on either side of the tub he throws his leg over.  

“Jamie!” she shouts.  But too late. He’s forgotten to take off his socks and one is now soaking wet.  He pulls a face and peels off the sodden sock, tossing it into the sink.  

She’s dissolved into laughter.  He laughs with her at his mistake and with the sheer joy of being together.  Finally naked, he climbs into the tub, water sloshing over the sides, displaced by his big body.  He kneels down as she tries to adjust her legs, and slowly lowers himself towards her.  

He stops a breath away from her and whispers, “You’re home”.  Closing his eyes, their lips find each other. Her wet hands grasp his shoulders and slowly, one slender hand curls itself around his neck.  He opens his mouth and kisses her again, tongues dancing.  

Deep breaths, soft moans.  

Her hand slips down from his shoulder over his chest reacquainting herself with the feel of him.  He groans, breaks the kiss.  Sitting back against the opposite end of tub there’s some awkward maneuverings of her legs and his, but eventually they settle back, her legs between his, feet resting on his belly, his big knees above the water. 

He can’t help himself and rubs his hands up and down her legs, over her shins and the tops of her thighs.  Her toes curl into his abs and she rubs her foot up and down his belly.  Her breasts are just under the surface of the water distracting him, enticing him. She curls her hands around his calves, stroking them under the water.  One long finger reaches out to trace up the back of his thigh. He hisses in a breath.  

There is so much to say, and yet no words come.  They drink in the sight of each other.  The feel of each other.  Smiles that reach the eyes and grunts as pleasure points are explored.  Their looks are heated and heavy lidded. The touches are slow and sensuous.  Her foot drops lower with every rub.   

They stay until the water begins to cool, and their desire is all that’s left to warm them.

Standing, he wraps a towel around himself, and extends a hand to his wife. She stands, beautiful as a Naiad as the water cascades down her body. Wrapping a towel around her, he links his fingers with hers, and they walk slowly, eyes locked, to continue their wordless conversation…

Imagine Deadpool finally showing you his face.

“Come on!” You beg, waiting for the loudmouth merc to refuse, like he always did.

“You let me fuck you, why would I ruin that with my hideous face?” Wade focuses back on the television, his hands gripping at the Xbox controller.

“Fine. You’re not tapping this ass until you show me your face.” You muse, leaning back into the couch to continue to kick his ass on Call of Duty.

“You stupid beautiful asshole,” He pauses the game and turns to you, “ You wanna see my face? Fine, but be warned. Pure ugliness.”

Wade waves his hand around his face, before slowly peeling off his mask. His scarred face stares at you, waiting for the regular response he usually gets. But you just stare, trying to figure out who he reminds you of.

“Well?” Wade waves his hand in front of your face, grabbing your attention once more.

“Holy shit!” You gasp.

Realization hits you as Wade’s face fell, “You kinda look like Ryan Reynolds.”

“That stupid Canadian? He can barely act!” Wade shakes his head, ready to unpause the game but he turns to you again, “I’m cuter, right?” 

He wiggles his eyebrows up and down, making you laugh.

“Definitely. So much cuter, Wade.”

anonymous asked:

hi! can I ask for mingyu + mirror sex?


You get chills as you feel the cold mirror behind you against your bare back. Mingyu has you pressed against it, his mouth exploring your neck and hands squeezing your bare breasts. You look at him with pleading eyes, your lips connecting immediately after, your kisses hungry and your hips grinding against each other. You both let little moans escape from your mouths in the midst of your kisses. He thrusts his hips against yours, the contact causing you to gasp.


“Yes, I want you to see yourself while I fuck you, princess.”

He spins you to face the mirror and peels off your underwear, revealing your soaking wet core. He spreads your legs and drags a finger along your slit, eliciting a quiet sigh from you - goddamn you were needy. He took off his pants in one swift motion and from the mirror, you could see his hard member bouncing up to hit his lower stomach. He rubs himself between your lower lips only to be coated with your juices and your eyes never leave your reflection, watching and feeling how agonisingly slow he’s moving.

As his right hand finds its place on the base of your throat, he thrusts in you slowly. You almost choked on air when his cock slides into you with ease, his hips starting to move faster and harder - making it hard for you to stay quiet anymore. He lets out a long groan when he pushes completely inside of you, your body weak in his arms. 

His left hand comes down from your breast on the bundle of nerve and you cry out his name. Thrusting into you faster, pleased with how your eyes are still so intently watching him through the mirror. He grins at how you are starting to tremble, rolling your bud with his fingers with more pressure.

You scream out his name when the pleasure gets all too much and you inevitably cum around him, his hips halting because of how tightly you’re gripping his cock. His hips jolted forward once more before he pulled out of your tight heat, releasing all he’s worth on your lower back.

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Friday Night Lights

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Fem!Reader

Request: Any chance you can write one where the reader is Anthony’s younger sister and they meet Lin and they really like each other? Like super fluffy with them getting together at the end but also protective Anthony too? Sorry that is vague and sorry if you can’t! ~ Anonymous

Will you do a Lin x reader? I’m always craving some more of that! @ruth-hamilton-delrio

Words: 1957

Warnings: protective older brother; alcohol mentioned; fluff


Stepping into the club your older brother Anthony made sure you stayed by his side as you pushed your way through the crowd of people.

It was Friday night, for once there wasn’t a show so the cast wanted to go out and have fun to make up for how hard they’ve been working. And it just so happened to be the night you were suppose to hang out with your older brother. So he decided to drag you along so you can meet some of his friends. And in all honesty you were kind of nervous.

Up ahead Anthony can see his girlfriend Jasmine talking to Daveed. He grinned and pulled you along to walk faster as the both of you made your way over. He released your hand and went over giving his girlfriend a kiss on the cheek causing her to giggle.

“Anthony Ramos how nice of you to finally join us.” Anthony chuckled before motioning you over.

“Y/N you’ve already met Jazzy, so Y/N this is Daveed Diggs, he plays Lafayette and Thomas Jefferson in the show.” Your brother told you. You smile at the man.

‘Damn he’s hot.’ You thought to yourself as you shook the mans hand.

“Where’s Lin?” Anthony asked Daveed while casually slinging an arm around Jasmine’s shoulders.

“Uhhh.” Daveed looked around. “He should be around here somewhere, why what’s going on?”

“Nah nothing man, I jus’ want to introduce my baby sister to the guys.” You glared at him.

“Anthony I’m literally 1 year younger than you.” You pointed out to him.

“Damn I feel bad for you, having Anthony as a brother?” Daveed let out a low whistle. You and Jazzy laughed as Anthony playfully glared at Daveed telling him to ‘fuck off’. Daveed only grinned in response.

“Well it was nice meeting you Daveed now if you’ll excuse me I’m going to go grab a drink.” You announced, turning away from the small group, walking right into someone.

“Oh I’m so sorry!” You apologized.

“No it’s my fault I should’ve watched where I was going.” The man stammered. Looking into his eyes blew your breath away. He was handsome, he sported a goatee and a man bun. You nervously smiled at him, feeling your heart pound in your chest or its the base of the music, you weren’t sure.

“I…I don’t know what else to say.” You admitted, avoiding eye contact with him, feeling yourself blush from the awkwardness of the situation.

The man chuckled, shoving his hands into his front pockets.

“How about I buy you a drink?” The man offered. “You look like you kind of need it.” You smiled slightly.

“Okay.” You trailed behind the man, making your way to the bar which wasn’t as full as you thought it would be. The man hopped onto the bar stool, patting the stool besides him. Sliding onto the stool you twisted your body so you were facing the bar.

“What would the lady like this evening?” The bar tender asked. You lightly chuckle.

“A rum and Coke.” You tell him. The bar tender nodded before looking at the man next to you.

“Beer.” The bar tender left the two of you to get your drinks. Twisting in your seat, your knee brushed lightly against the mans leg.

“Im Y/N.” You told him. He smiled holding his hand out to you.

“Lin.” Once he said that you thought of Anthony’s friend.

“As in Lin-Manuel Miranda?” You tried. Lin laughed but nodded saying ‘Yes’. You smiled. “I’m Y/N Ramos, Ant’s sister.” He stared at you for like 2.3 seconds before it clicked.

“Right! Ant told me you were coming tonight. Well it’s nice to meet you, Anthony talks about you as much as he does about Jasmine.” Together you laughed as your drinks were set down in front of you.

You took your drink in your hands and took one big gulp from the glass.

“Woah!” Lin laughed. “Well then, um, tell me about yourself Y/N.” Looking at him you can see him blushing, his hands fidgeting with the bottle.

“You don’t need to be nervous Lin.” He smiled anxiously at you before looking back at his bottle.

“Sorry it’s just I didn’t expect you to be so beautiful I- Oh my god I’m sorry.” His face was a bright red at this point from embarrassment.

“You think I’m beautiful?” You asked, turning bashful. His brown eyes locked with yours.

“Of course I do, h-have you seen you? Like damn girl.” You giggled, your face turning redder, Lin noticed this and smiled. At least he wasn’t the only blushing mess here.

“Well thank you.” Butterflies fluttered in your stomach in that moment.


Anthony was looking for you. He was kinda worried. He lost you and him being the protective brother he is had to make sure you were all right. So of course he was relived when he saw you at the bar but what caught his eye was you talking to a man besides you. From where he’s at he couldn’t recognize who was with you and his older brother instinct kicked in so he walked over.

“Y/N!” He called it. Your head turned in the direction of your name being called and you grinned waving him over. Lin took a sip of his beer, setting down his second bottle as Anthony arrived. Anthony pulled you into a protective hug before looking at the guy you were with.

“It was his best friend Lin.

“Oh shit man it’s just you.” Anthony sighed in relief. “I had to make sure it wasn’t some douche trying to pick up my baby sister.” Lin laughed as you groaned pushing your brother away playfully.

“Ant I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself okay? And if I wanted to go home with a guy I will do just that.” You drawled. Anthony crinkled his nose in disgust.

“Ew, stop it your my sister.” He grumbled. You looked at him with amusement with a growing smirk.

“Okay this next song we’re going to slow it down a bit, and - hey no having sex in the corner!” The DJ yelled at the couple in the corner as the next song played. Anthony sighed looking back at you.

“I’m going to go find Jazzy, jus’ don’t do anything stupid okay?.” Anthony begged you. You shook your head.

“Go I’ll be fine right where I am, right Lin?” You glanced over at Lin who raised his bottle a bit.

“I’ll be with her, go find Jasmine.” Lin said. Anthony just nodded before going after his girlfriend. Picking up your drink, you drank the rest of it. “You, um want to dance?” Lin asked. You grinned at him.



Your arms were around Lin’s neck as his hands held you by the waist, your head rested against his collarbone, his chin on top of your head as the both of you swayed to the music. Your eyes were closed, enjoying this moment.

“Hey.” Lin lightly squeezed your waist. Lifting your head you looked up at him.

“Yeah?” Lin licked his lips his eyes looking into yours with intently.

“I was wondering if-” Suddenly the whole crowd roared as the music picked up again. Lin sighed, running a head through his hair but it didn’t go as well because it was in the bun. You giggled, covering your mouth with your hand. HIs hair looked a mess now. Lin jerked his thumb back behind him. “You wanna join the others?” He asked. You shrugged before shaking your head.

“I think I want to keep dancing.” You told him with a grin, wrapping your arms around his neck as you danced to the beat of the song. His eyebrows raised in amusement. Lin was a bit awkward in the beginning but soon loosened up grabbing your hips, moving with you.


The night went better than you expected it to be. Sure you came with your brother to meet to cast of Hamilton and make new friends yourself but the second you met Lin you two stuck by each other’s side and Lin was disappointed when the night had to come to an end.

“Y/N you ready to go?” Anthony came up to you and asked. You were sitting at an empty table, Lin went to fetch you a water, to your request.

“Uh, sure, let me go tell Lin goodbye.” You responded, standing up from your seat. You stumbled forward a bit.

“Woah, how much did you drink?” Anthony asked, placing his hands on your shoulders, steading you out.

“I don’t know.” You mumbled, rubbing a hand down your face tiredly.

“Hey.” You peel your eyes open, smiling at Lin reaching your hand out for the water which he gladly handed over. Drinking the entire glass you set it down.

“I’m gonna take her home.” Anthony told Lin, who nodded glancing at you worriedly.

“Wait.” You said turning to Lin. “Bye.” You hugged him. Lin chuckled, wrapping his arms around you, hugging you goodbye.

“I’ll see you around?” He rubbed his hands together.

“Definitely.” You say, looking at your brother. “Take me home now please.” You begged your brother.

“Let’s go.” Anthony helped you to the car where you passed out by the time you got in. As quiet as he can Anthony shut the car door as Lin walked out of the club, his hair now out of his man bun.

“Yo Lin!” Lin craned his neck over to see Anthony. Walking over Lin shoved his hands into his pockets.

“Yeah?” Anthony glanced back to his sleeping sister inside the car before looking back at Lin.

“I’m not stupid yunno? I can tell when somebody likes another. And I can tell you like my sister.”

“Anthony-” Anthony put a hand up to stop his friend.

“I’m cool with it man, but if you hurt her, I kinda have to kill ya.” Lin chuckled nervously, running his hand through his long hair.

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” Anthony smiled.

“Good. Night man.” Lin watched Anthony get into the car, driving off with Y/N sleeping besides him. Turning down the street Lin began his walk to his car.


You let out an audible groan as you turn over in bed, pulling the blanket over your head. Slowly you dared opened your eyes seeing lightly through the gray blanket. Pulling it down you blocked the light with your hand. The light nearly blinded you, it hurt. Looking at the time on your nightstand it was 11:00pm. Beside your clock was a glass of water and two Tylenol. Taking the pills you took a big gulp of water. Reaching over for your phone you pressed the power button alas lighting up the screen.

1 text from Lin-Manuel Miranda.

Rubbing the side of your face, you unlocked your phone. You remember Lin, and talking for the most part. A lot of things were still blurry but you know that you liked him though despite only meeting him that night.

‘Hey, had a great time with you last night and again it was nice meeting you. But aside from that I was wondering if you maybe wanted to grab dinner possibly tonight? It’s totally cool if you don’t want to I understand!’ ~ Lin-Manuel Miranda

Sending him a text back you tossed your phone besides you before pulling the blanket back over you, falling back to sleep.


Lin’s phone vibrated in his pocket. He was about to get dressed as Hamilton seeing as the show started soon. Opening his texts he couldn’t help but let out a small cheer when he saw your text.

‘Yes.’ ~ Y/N Ramos

Rocketeer || Peter Parker x Reader

I have every intention of working on requests and/or finishing up my own personal projects for my dA, only to lose muse for all of them as I go back to writing for Peter.

I’m so mad at myself (;﹏;)

also a side note, rocketeer, because this song reminds me of peter

warnings: none

**I apologize for any grammatical errors since this was all written on my phone. When it’s posted then I’ll make sure to edit it a few more times just in case!**

**dont plagiarize/repost this story. Reblogs are fine!


{with you right here/ i’m a rocketeer/ let’s fly}

Your boyfriend had cancelled your date again, leaving you feeling more than a little upset. You had wasted a good portion of your day getting ready, wanting to look good for him.

So when he called you, becoming a stuttering mess when he told you he had to cancel, you didn’t answer him. You simply hung up your phone with a huff, feeling the hot tears moisten your eyes as you angrily wiped the makeup off your face.

Peeling off your clothes, you throw them to the side of your room, not giving a damn if they got wrinkled. You pull out your drawers and put on your favorite sweater and sweatpants, running a hand through your hair as you nearly pulled its strands out.

You honestly wanted to cry in frustration.

Did Peter not like you enough? Why did he always have to do this to you? At Midtown, he seemed fine with being with you, but outside of school??

It’s like he couldn’t stand to be seen with you, which was what prompted him to bail on you each time you had plans together.

Feeling defeated, you force yourself out of your room and apartment, taking the stairs as it lead you all the way to the rooftop.

Pushing the double doors open, you felt the city air fill your lungs as you shivered and looked up at the night sky. You admire the sight of the half moon settled against the inky darkness, not tearing your gaze away from it as the moonlight seemed to beckon you closer.

You took a step closer toward the edge, only to have your movements halted when you felt a hand on your arm. With a gasp, you look back to see a familiar hero beside you.

“Spider-Man?” When did he get here? Why was he here? And how come you didn’t hear him? These questions all clouded your mind, yet you couldn’t find the courage to voice them aloud.

You felt the young superhero slide a gloved hand down the length of your arm, gently tugging at the sleeve of your sweater. This causes you to land against his chest, feeling his muscular arms wrap tightly around you before going toward the edge of the building, “What are you-”

The rest of the question dies within your throat when Spider-Man suddenly falls off the building with you in his arms. The wind rushing past your face makes you scream as you held on tighter to the webslinger. Without even missing a beat, you saw his web shooters stick to the next building, bringing you upwards as your fear quickly turned into exhilaration.

You laugh while Spider-Man seemed to fly around the city with you in his arms. Feeling all of your anger and sadness melt away, you clung to the masked boy, not letting go even when he landed safely on an open rooftop.

You were both silent, with you staring at the front of his suit while he had his arms loosely wrapped around your back. After a few seconds, you sigh and hide your face within his chest, causing the hero to stiffen, “I should probably pull away from you, since I have a boyfriend but…I don’t want to. Something about you reminds me of Peter, haha, ugh, I’m pathetic.” You felt the tears form within your eyes again, “Even after that amazing trip around the city, I’m still thinking about him.”

You realize that throughout this whole evening, Spider-Man was oddly quiet, not saying a word to you as you continued to nervously ramble, “I know Peter will be upset to know that I was with some other guy, even if I don’t know his identity. And I wanna say that my boyfriend will beat you up for taking me away, but I highly doubt if he can do that. Peter is just too soft and sweet.”

Your words finally manage to get a laugh out of him, and you hear him answer, “Yeah, I don’t think I can beat myself up.”

You stiffen, recognizing that slightly nasally voice anywhere when you look up at him. He still keeps an arm around you when he lifted his mask, revealing messy locks of brown hair as his sweet eyes narrowed down at you with love, “H-Hey.”

“Peter Parker, it’s you…” You lift up your hand to touch at his face for a few seconds before immediately pinching them. This makes Peter wince with pain in response as you continued to pull and stretch at his cheeks.

“Argh! Baby, I’m shorry!! Prease-!!” You let go of his face, stopping your painful pinches when you kiss him. Lifting your hands again, you gently caress his cheeks in a silent apology for hurting him. You frame his face with your two hands, not saying a word while you observed Peter’s face.

His brown eyes were darker than usual, evident of his anxiety as he began to chew at his bottom lip, “Are you mad at me? Y-You know, for ditching you and s-stuff?”

You let out a huff, forcing him down to kiss him again. Instead of it being short and sweet, you gently bit down on his lips, earning a gasp of pain from him, “Oh, I’m mad alright. Just consider yourself lucky that I adore Spider-Man and completely support his cause.”

He gives you a pout and nuzzles his face against the palm of your hand, “I’m sorry, for not telling you the truth sooner. I just didn’t want you to get hurt. Forgive me?”

Ugh, just seeing those puppy dog eyes were making you weak. How could you possibly stay mad at him?

Wrapping your arms around the back of his neck, you murmur, “I forgive you, only because I love you too much. I can’t stay mad at you.” Peter’s eyes lit up at your words before holding you closer to him again. He dons his mask and tells you, “Come on, let’s explore the city again. The night is still young.”

You laugh while remaining in his arms as he swings across Queens, not sure how you got so lucky when it came to having a boyfriend like Peter Parker.

{let’s fly, fly, fly, fly/ up, up here we go/ where we stop nobody knows}



Characters - ??? x reader, Steve, Bucky

Word Count - 3115

Warnings - Language

A/N - This is an AU! 缘分 (yaunfen) is a Chinese word that has no direct English translation and (roughly) means “A relationship that is brought together by a force such as destiny or fate.” I’ve been excited to start this one. I crave feedback so please let me know what you think.

Yuanfen Masterlist

Originally posted by dailychrisevans

Two booming knocks on your front door lifted you from your sleep, three more actually woke you up. Your eyes barely opened in the warm sunlight that was pouring through your curtainless windows. You could feel your heart pounding hard in your chest as if you’d just woken from a nightmare but you knew it was the shock of the sudden noise that had you in a twist.

After peeling your face from the drool-soaked cushion of your couch, you stood and shuffled over to your door with a groggy groan rumbling through your congested chest.

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for the love of a daughter || charles xavier

Originally posted by julee-art

So I’m home with my brothers because my parents are out of town, and they both woke up at an ungodly hour this morning so to put it kindly, I’m exhausted. 

BUT NOW I’M GETTING REQUESTS FOR CHARLES XAVIER AND I’M SO EXCITED TO WRITE THEM. Let’s get to it! Let me know if you want to be tagged!

DOFP Charles is my favorite. With his long hair. Oh my! But this will be a sad one, would you mind doing an insert where the reader has kept it a secret that Charles and her had a child. Once she learns from Beast about his state, she visits him and introduces him to their child in hopes he would better himself. Maybe have a small bonding scene with the kid who has his powers.

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Current Skin Care Routine -- Trend Korea

I gotta admit, as an American, I have been very lazy with my skin. About a few years ago, using a little bar soap and rubbing it around on my face in the shower seemed liked plenty — i was young, didn’t get breakouts that often, and who really has the time??? Once I reached my twenties and I started getting more into makeup, I started realizing that taking care of my skin was going to be really important if I wanted my makeup to look good. Why put layers of heavy foundation on if you don’t have to? I was noticing that my skin looked overly dry and I was getting more breakouts. When I researched American skin care, the information was overwhelming, but so was the price. I wanted to go beyond stripping toners and greasy moisturizer and I didn’t want it to cost me hundreds of dollars. 

Originally posted by yasminehartvig

Once I started getting more into k-dramas, I became more aware of the Korean skin care craze, and it interested me. While a few years ago, cleanser and moisturizer seemed more like a chore, I now incorporate anywhere from 4 to 10 steps in my skin care routine. While I don’t always want to do it, I know that taking care of my 30-year old skin will be worth it in the long run. I’m not afraid of getting older, but I’m also not rushing to make it come faster either!

Here is what I’m currently doing and am starting to notice a difference in my skin – I am constantly changing it around, but I try to keep the routine as consistent as I can.

Skin Type — Dry – Normal


Originally posted by ashotofglamour

1. CLEANSER: In the shower I use a foaming wash, currently Mizon Snail Repair Foam Cleanser, which doesn’t help me when I am having an acne moment, but cleans my skin very nicely. 1-2 times a week I will use an acne treatment cleanser, just to prevent breakouts. Right now, I’m using The Body Shop’s Tea Tree Skin Clearing Facial Wash. I don’t like using an acne cleanser every day, because it starts to overdry my skin. My skin is dry naturally, so I try to prevent it from being overdry.

2. TONER: Once I shower, I pat my face dry (don’t rub) and spritz on a little Mario Badescu Facial Spray with Aloe, Herbs, and Rosewater. It’s not a traditional toner, but its a nice pick-me-up while I’m waiting for my current toner in the mail. American toners are very drying, but korean toners are much more moisturizing. Mario Badescu does well in a pinch, but once that is gone, I will be using the Scinic All Day Fine Pore Toner that I get with my subscription to Beauteque. Beauteque is monthly Korean subscription service bag that caters to skincare and makeup products. I’m really enjoying the service currently.

3. AMPOULE: I don’t have an essence currently, but before any serum I’ve been using the Mizon Snail Repair Intensive Ampoule. This is a completely new product to me, as I had never even heard of a ampoule. The steps that come between cleanser and moisturizer are meant to treat the skin’s problem areas, and for me I am concerned with dry dehydrated skin and hyper pigmentation. The ampoule is meant to help with that.

4. SERUM: My travel serum just ran out, but I’m waiting to try a new serum, Artnaturals Vitamin C Serum with Hyaluronic Acid which will help with the hyper pigmentation in my skin. Vitamin C and Hyaluronic Acid are supposed to be great for your skin and I have had a lot of success with serums in the past. Both the ampoule and the serum are meant to be patted into the skin and I try to avoid rubbing as much as I possibly can.

5. EYE CREAM: Right now, I am using a generic avocado eye cream but once that is used up, I will use the Missha Super Aqua Relief Eye Cream, morning and night. This is probably one of the most important steps to me currently, as the eyes are the driest part of your face, and therefore the quickest to show signs of aging.

6. MOISTURIZER: I’m finishing a Ponds Moisturizing Lotion right now, but as soon as it arrives, I will be using the Nature Republic Aloe Vera Gel. As I said before, I suffer from dry and dehydrated skin (particularly in the winter) so something really soothing and moisturizing is really good for me. Aloe Vera also calms redness, which I can get around my nose and forehead. This is also often called emulsion – they are pretty much the same thing.

7. SUNSCREEN: The final step is one that I have been the most spotty about in my skin care. I currently use the Neutrogena Ultra Sheer Dry Touch Sunscreen before I apply my makeup primer, and I’m liking it just fine. I get so little exposure to the sun and I have been too lazy to use sunscreen since I was a child. I have medium-light toned middle eastern skin and I don’t burn in the sun very easily. The more I research, the more I understand that it doesn’t really matter how little sun I get, my skin needs to be protected from it. Excess sun exposure (especially gone unprotected) will only speed up the wrinkle formation and dehydrate your skin. The one I use isn’t greasy at all, so that is a plus for such an inexpensive sun screen.


Originally posted by unloadthecargo

At night, I add a few steps and focus a lot on brightening and moisturizing.

8. SHEET MASK: 2-3 times a week, after my serum, I will use a sheet mask. These are very inexpensive and are a great way to provide concentrated essence to your skin, targeting specific concerns. A great option, and one I am currently trying, is to use Beauteque’s Mask Maven subscription. For about 15 bucks a month, they send you 10-12 masks to try from many brands targeting a lot of different areas. It is so worth the money for me and I like having the opportunity to pamper my skin after a long day. I just pop one and watch youtube or a drama and just chill. 

9. EXFOLIATE: Once or twice a week, I will exfoliate my skin using a wash cloth, but I will be starting to use Skinfood’s Pineapple Morning Peeling Gel to get rid of the dead skin on my face. A peeling gel is a gentler way to exfoliate your skin, and is something I have never really used. This is a step I have been more willing to skip, but I’ve really been trying to not neglect exfoliation, as I don’t want to apply great moisture to my skin if it’s just lying on top of dead cells.

10. SLEEPING PACK: Almost every night, I will use a sleeping pack, which helps to moisturize my skin while sleeping. Currently, I am using Scinic’s Collagen Jelly Cream, a Japanese Sleeping Pack with Hyaluronic Acid, and Laneige’s Water Sleeping Mask. I always wake up with incredibly soft skin, which for this dry skinned girl, is a dream.

I know it seems like a lot, but honestly, I really like how I feel after taking care of my skin. You can customize these steps to your own routine and needs, but don’t wait until you’re skin is in bad shape to start – start when your young, and your skin is able to bounce back quickly. 

Below I will put a list of affordable skin care lines I’ve found and some youtube channels to watch if you’re interested in this process at all. I’ve really stepped up my game and I hope you do too. You deserve it!

Affordable Skin Care Lines

  • Innisfree
  • Etude House
  • The Face Shop
  • Skin Food
  • Nature Republic
  • Mizon
  • Missha
  • Holika Holika
  • Tonymoly
  • Mamonde

Great Sites to Check Out

  • Wish Trend
  • Soko Glam
  • Peach and Lily
  • Glow Recipe
  • Jolse

Youtube Channels

  • Wengie
  • The Beauty Breakdown
  • Joan Keem
  • Edward Avila
  • Meejmuse
  • Kimdao
  • Wish Trend TV

Originally posted by the-ally-love