finding images of her is so hard

anonymous asked:

Not a headcanon, just a cute scene I pictured: Fox!Alya talking with Chat on patrol and he goes "So, have you discovered ear rubs yet?" And she's all "Huh?" And Chat goes "Oh man come with me you'll love this." And then they go find Ladybug and Chat basically pounces her and crawls in her lap and she just laughs and starts rubbing his ears and he's purring SO HARD and gestures Alya over and basically imagine Ladybug giving earrubs to her two blissed out partners in her lap.

I love it! So much. It is such a cute image. Ladybug is just rubbing Chat with one hand and Fox!Alya with the other and is just laughing at her ridiculous animal partners. She loves it too though so she doesn’t complain when they ask for pets.

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A fallen bookmark on a Thursday afternoon

Pairing: Jungkook | Reader
Genre: ANGST, Fluff and soft Smut
Word Count: 19k




He came to you like the air comes into the train station after the fast arriving of the machine.

It comes fast and unexpected, making you hoist your head to look at the long vehicle and the people inside. It is so fast you can’t even distinguish the different wagons.

As the train comes to a stop, the wind that it creates plays with your hair, leaving you breathless.

That’s how Jeon Jungkook came into your life.

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anonymous asked:

is there by any chance you can do some insecure chubby mc ^^;

Yoosung

  • He caught MC checking herself in the mirror more than once
  • Poking or pinching her thighs, butt, and tummy
  • Always wearing the same frown
  • She covers up a lot, wearing loose fitting clothing
  • He probably doesn’t realize that she’s self conscious until either (a) she asks for reassurance or (b) someone insults her size and she starts crying
  • needless to say, someone who insults her might awaken Yandere!Yoosung (yay alliteration!), in which case, they better run
  • Yoosung, of course, loves her, reassures her, and comforts her once he starts recognizing what’s going on
  • When Yoosung catches her checking herself in the mirror, he likes to point out how beautiful she is

Jaehee

  • MC always remarks on how jealous she is of Jaehee’s clothes
  • They’re all so pretty, but MC feels like she can’t wear anything like it because of her size
  • Jaehee isn’t as quick with compliments as the guys are, but she shows she cares in her own ways
  • If Jaehee ever finds out MC has been crying, she makes sure to know why and see if they can’t solve the situation
  • She makes sure that MC never feels too self conscious by helping her do clothes shopping and picking out the cutest things in MC’s size, and if it doesn’t look good on MC, she finds something that does

Zen

  • Oh god, she would get so nervous about being seen in public with him, not wanting to ruin his aesthetic or image or something
  • I mean, yeah, she’s his manager, but she probably works really hard to not gain more weight/possibly lose it so as not to embarrass him
  • Zen is easy with the compliments of her beauty and declarations of love
  • But as much as she hears it and appreciates it, she can’t unhear some of the things said about her by his coworkers and fans
  • There’s even a couple of forums dedicated to her and how she’s hated for stealing Zen all for herself when she’s just a pig
  • MC was on set one day with Zen, he was getting changed in another room, and two of his coworkers were whispering loudly and snickering, calling her “Zen’s pet piggy,” wondering why he kept her around and how she must surely be an embarrassment
  • Her confidence continues to drop and she feels like her heart is breaking because she doesn’t feel like she’s good enough
  • But Zen is never embarrassed to be seen with her, he revels in just being able to be with her, and isn’t afraid to kiss her for the cameras
  • So as insecure about her figure as she is, Zen is always there to reassure, comfort, and love her
  • Plus, he probably tells off anyone he hears say (or hears they talked about) MC not being perfect the way she is

Jumin

  • Well, life as Jumin’s lover/fiancé/wife certainly puts in the spot light and makes her deal with a lot of members of high society
  • Working for the RFA does the same thing but… RFA parties invite people without money as well
  • Most women she encounters are thin (sometimes sickly so), and openly put her down for being chubby
  • MC does her best to keep a stiff upper lip and not cry in front of them or anyone, but whenever Jumin hears those comments he demands asks for an apology because they were so rude
  • She talks to the nutritonist to change her diet to help her lose weight, starts working out
  • Jumin probably doesn’t think anything of this until a few months later when he finds MC crying by herself
  • When Jumin hears about her insecurities, feeling huge and so on, he’s actually really upset that she would think about herself like that
  • He makes her look deep in his eyes and assures her that she is perfect the way she is, and she is the best thing to come into his life (Elizabeth is a close second)
  • He also promises, that if she ever feels like this again, he will make her feel like princess she is meant to be

Saeyoung

  • He’s the most observant and notices and realizes all her insecurities the moment she has them
  • Saeyoung is quick to hug her
  • He likes to tell her how he loves how soft and comfortable she is
  • Her boobs and tummy are really comfy pillows too he might not say this one to her face, unless its to break the tension and make her smile/laugh
  • If Saeran ever said anything hurtful towards her, in particular about her size, Saeyoung gets up in his face with a fake smile plastered on his face saying, “You meant to say how beautiful she is, right Saeran? Right? Isn’t she beautiful? Isn’t she beautiful Saeran?” Saeran’s suddenly too scared to do anything but agree
Uri's 100 Secret Game Tidbits

A while ago, Uri tweeted with a tag to the effect of “1 like = 1 secret detail about your game(s).” To the surprise of maybe no one but her, she woke up to 100 likes and said she’d cut it off there and post them later. And now she has.

A bunch of these were already mentioned in bonus rooms and the like, but there is new info as well, particularly for The Hanged Man. The last 30 or so are for The Hanged Man and will spoil it, so to avoid THM spoilers, don’t scroll past the warning!

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You’re Like Captain Hook

CS Modern AU. A while ago, I saw the prompt “your voice sounds just like my phone sex operator’s voice” and simply couldn’t ignore it.

for @sailorkillian as a little pick-me-up

5.1k words. Rated M for My Man, this is a phone sex AU what do you expect? ~ also on ao3

Emma wouldn’t say that she’s lonely. She’s actually the least lonely she’s ever been. She has close friends and even co-workers that she likes. She prefers being single—too many past hurts and the distinct lack of need for a significant other, especially one of the male variety, keeping her content.

But she has been a little… hard up, lately.

It’s not difficult for her to convince someone to take her to bed. It’s pretty damn easy actually; all it takes is something short and a come-hither smile. What is hard is finding someone that doesn’t repulse her and, even harder, finding the desire to go out in search of someone.

She’s been working hard lately—bills don’t pay themselves and all that. What started off as a desperate need to keep herself afloat became a steady job. So, while she’s stable enough to not need to work herself to death, she still feels the need to prove herself worthy and maintain her position. And the harder she works, the more responsibility her boss gives her, leading to her total exhaustion. The only free time she has she tends to spend watching Netflix or going out for the occasional drink with friends, not looking for someone to hook up with.

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Reignite The Flame

Request based off of the song Scared to Be Lonely by Martin Garrix.



His hands were always on you then. They’d caress you in heavenly ways, drawing circles on your back and feeling every inch of you with restrained passion at first. With time his hands grew firmer, they’d desperately grab at your thighs, they’d lock into the locks of your hair but his pull was never harsh.

Being apart was painful. His thoughts always found themselves back on you when he was away, and your mind always conjured daydreams of the two of you together. It was how you kept your sanity, how you kept that overwhelming feeling of longing at bay. Your greetings upon his homecomings were always passionate, always full of adoration as the two of you tangled in each other the second he stepped foot through the door.

“Spencer!” you shouted as he stormed away, his face furious.

“No! I’m not listening to this!” he yelled, his body shaking at your words. His body was rigid and his eyes dark, as if the happiness had been stripped away from him.

“Why won’t you ever listen?” you exclaimed, your voice breaking as you repressed tears. Your own body felt weak with exhaustion, your eyes that had once been filled with sparks now dull.“You know how I’ve felt about this. You know that I can’t keep waiting for you. All I do is wait for you!”

“You knew this going in!” he retorted, his frustrations showing on his face. His hands clenched into fists at his side as an unrecognizable feeling rushed through him. “This is my job!”

“So I’m never going to come first to you? God, Spencer. Do you even want to be with me?”

“I’m not doing this,” Spencer said in exasperation as your last question stung. “I’m not.”

You felt the tears in your eyes fight their way onto your cheeks as he walked away, slamming the door on his way out.

Your hands found their way to his shoulders, softly massaging into the tender skin. You hands moved expertly, working to undo the knots that had formed from the time he spent hunched over his case files. He grinned at your touch, his shoulders relaxing instantly. His own hand reached up to hold yours.

“You’ve been working for hours,” you murmured against the nape of his neck. The soft tickle of your lips against his skin was enough to send a pleasant shiver down his spine.

“I know,” he sighed as he placed his pen down. “I could use a break.”

“Well come on then,” you smiled as you pulled away, your face bright at the idea of getting some quality time with him. He took the hand you offered knowing he wouldn’t return to his work that night. Not when he had you in his arms.

“Tough night?” Morgan asked as he met Spencer at the bar. The text he had received from Spencer had been alarming, and his choice of meeting place indicated something was surely wrong. The two empty shot glasses that sat in front of him worried him even more.

“How do you do it? You and Savannah?” he asked, not bothering to meet his eye.

“It was difficult. I thought I could handle it, and for a while I did,” Morgan replied, suddenly understanding what was going on. “It was a lot of fights.”

“I feel like I’m losing my mind,” Spencer muttered as he held his head in his hands. He had tried to make things work, but how could he when he loved you and his job?

“I felt the same way,” Morgan agreed as he ordered his own drink. “But when Savannah was targeted, I had to make a choice. It was either her or the BAU.”

“You chose her,” Spencer stated. There was no resentment, no ill will in his voice. Just the fact that Morgan had chosen his family over his career, something that many others would have done as well.

“Yeah, I did. As much as I hate it, sometimes we have to make a choice, kid.”

Spencer nodded silently as Morgan took a drink, his mind offering him snippets of his life with you. It gave him the good times, and the bad. It gave him the arguments, the frustrations, the times he felt he wanted to rip his hair out, but it also gave him the image of you in the morning, the way you’d smile whenever he came home, the way you’d listen to him at ungodly times of the morning when he found himself in tears over reasons that were much too personal for anyone else to know.

“You have to think about it. Sometimes you just have to find the right person. I did, so did JJ, and she’s still part of the team. So you have to think long and hard. Are you going home to her because it’s what makes you happy, or are you just scared of coming home to an empty apartment?”

Spencer stared at Morgan, his lips pursed together at the question that held more weight than he ever expected it to.

Spencer walked into the apartment later than usual that night. He had gotten hung up at work and despite wanting to rush home to you, he just couldn’t find the time to get away. His feet ached and his stomach growled, but all he could think about was giving you a warm hug hello.

He smiled softly as he caught sight of you fast asleep on the small couch. You were still fully dressed, a blanket thrown over your shoulders as your soft snores filled the apartment. It was a sweet sight he had seen before whenever you’d stayed up in hopes of catching him when he arrived home. Most of the time your tiredness would win and he would come home to find you dead asleep, just like tonight.

He took one look in the kitchen immediately felt guilty. There on the counter was an extravagant dish, one that he knew you only prepared for special occasions. He sighed deeply as he picked up the small card you had left next to it.

Microwave for 1 minute. Happy Anniversary. Love, Y/N.

With work being as hectic as it had been with the latest case, the date had simply slipped his mind. He heated up the meal you had made, his heart aching as he realized he had made you eat alone that night.

You looked up as you heard the door open. Spencer walked in, a determined look on his face as he walked over to you and stopped a few feet away. You stood awkwardly against the wall. You had been about to head to bed, having given up on Spencer coming home anytime soon.

“Spence?”

“I want to be with you,” he said firmly.

“Wha-”

“I want to be with you, Y/N. I know that we don’t always work, and I know we probably both have better matches for us out there, but I don’t care. I don’t care about that because I want you.”

You looked at him, your expression contemplative as you processed his words. You had made a scene earlier about his constant working, about how he never made the effort to keep in contact when his head got so wrapped up in his work. If you were being honest to yourself, you just needed reassurance that there was still something to fight for in your relationship. Those words were all you needed to hear.

“I want you too.”

Spencer smiled, the joy that drained from your earlier argument finally returning to his heart. He closed the gap between you, his lips moving furiously against yours as his hands roamed like they did before. Your bodies pressed together in a fierce desperation, the passion between you reigniting again.

I’m imaging Diana going to Hades, Orpheus and Eurydice style, to find Steve. Except instead of playing hauntingly beautiful music she just is like, “I have this lightning and kick things really hard and I destroyed Ares. Please step aside.” And she has to wander through the Elysian Fields looking for fallen warriors and she finally does. Only he can’t really remember her or his life that clearly. Because you have to wade through the river Lethe, which makes you forget your life when you take up residence in Hades. So. Diana is there and Steve is happy to see her and he knows he knows her, but he can’t quite remember. And she asks him if he wants to remember and go back to living or if he would rather stay there. And he is like I should probably stay here where it’s nice all the time, but I’d kind of rather go with you.

Cue Diana yelling, “DAD. I KNOW UR THERE SOMEWHERE. FIX THIS OR I WILL END YOU.” So Zeus, who was off pretending to be a fig tree in Santorini or something, shows up and puts Steve’s memories back in his head and escorts them out.

Trying Too Hard (Part 1)

Summary: Hydra tries to make you a better version of Bucky. The Avengers get word of this and go to rescue you, but you won’t come willingly.

Warnings: swearing, violence, fighting, death (kinda)

Ship: Bucky x Reader

A/N: I recommend reading Part Zero if you haven’t!

Part Zero Part One

Tony had just called a meeting after Jarvis had informed him of some suspicious Hydra activity. If the rumors were true, they were trying to recreate The Winter Soldier. 

The Avengers slowly filed into the board room while Tony stood waiting. 

“What’s going on?” Asked Steve, taking a seat next to Sam and Nat. 

“Where Bucky?” Tony answered with another question. “He needs to be here for this.” 

“Right here.” A voice from the doorway chimed in. Bucky sat down on the other side of Sam. “Sorry.”

“It’s fine. Let’s begin.” Tony sighed, tapping the ring he was wearing against the table. “I don’t think there’s an easy way to say this so I’m just going to say it.”

“Tony…” Natasha inquired, voice low with suspicion. “What’s wrong?”

The tension in the room was easily detectable. Normally Tony wasn’t so hesitant to reveal a new mission or problem. Clint sat up in his chair and Wanda glanced around to read everyone’s faces. 

Tony’s eyes flicked to Bucky and then to Steve. 

“Hydra’s making a new, and probably improved, Winter Soldier.” Tony revealed, watching to gauge everyone’s reactions. 

Bucky’s face was unreadable. 

“Well then we need to go and find them now, before Hydra succeeds.” Steve decides, and everyone else nods. 

“I agree.” Bucky adds, watching as he curls his metal fingers into a fist before unclenching them again. 

“Maybe you should stay out of this one, Buck.” Steve suggests, eyeing Bucky carefully. 

“I think if anyone should go, it’s Bucky..” Wanda answered before Bucky could. “After all, he probably knows his way around better than us. Also if we’re going to fight a person with a metal arm maybe bringing another metal arm is the way to go.”

“Let’s suit up.” 


You’re walking down the hallway of the Hydra compound, having just returned from a mission. The line where metal connected to flesh at your shoulder hurt, you weren’t given enough time to recover after the surgery (amputation?). 

Your legs were walking on autopilot back to your room for a mission debriefing, while your mind was racing. 

You killed someone. 

The pleading and desperate voice of the woman echoed through your head. You squeezed your eyes shut and shook your head. It was kill or be killed at Hydra, and you didn’t plan on dying so soon. You had to stay alive until you could find a way to escape. 

When you joined Hydra, you were under the impression that you would become a hero. You thought they were the good guys. You didn’t know how incredibly wrong you were. 

The image of that lady’s brains exiting her head flashed before your eyes and you found it hard to breathe. You frantically ripped off the mask covering your nose and mouth and sucked in the unfiltered air. 

Movement above you caught your eye and you looked up. Through the glass ceiling you saw a black dot slowing increasing in size, coming down straight above you. You squinted in confusion, trying to make out what it was when suddenly it came crashing through the glass. 

You quickly rolled out of the way as a man landed on the ground in front of you. It was Captain America, who was shortly joined by Iron Man and a girl with a red glow surrounding her. You recognized her as Wanda Maximoff, the Scarlet Witch, betrayer of Hydra. 

“What the hell is this?” You growl, your stance defensive as emergency sirens sound around the compound. 

“Found her! Well that was easy.” A man with robotic bird wings comments as he lands next to Captain America. Wanda punched his arm with a glare while Captain America took a step forward.

“I know you don’t know who we are, but we’re here to rescue you. Please, come with us.” His voice was soft and cautious, as if talking to a feral cat that he suddenly wanted as a house pet. 

“I know exactly who you are.” You respond, glancing around to check for Hydra guards. 

Your escape had come sooner than you’d thought, but before you could tell him that you’d go, another person landed, breaking his fall with a metal arm. You gasped, taking a step back and clenching your fists. Captain America took note of your reaction and you saw him raise his shield slightly. 

“You’re-” You gasp, horrified. The mask falls out of your hand and hits the ground. “You’re him.” 

The Winter Soldier stands up, and your eyes meet. You’ve never seen his whole face, in the all of the pictures he wears the mask and black makeup around his eyes. 

“I know you’re very scared right now, but I can help you. I can teach you how to use the arm.” He offers, but he looks tense and on edge, probably from being even remotely close to Hydra. 

“I don’t want your help!” You raise your voice, advancing towards him. “You’re the reason I’m like this! It’s your fault!” 

You hear the words in your head. About how they’d make you better than him, stronger, faster, an even better arm. You stomp towards him, the technology in your arm audibly winding up to prepare for a punch. You swing but he blocks it with his own metal arm. You clash metal to metal, and you growl with effort as both arms shift gears to try to overpower the other. For a moment you begin to overpower him, and his eyes widen, before Captain America grabs you and pulls you backwards. You swing at him with your flesh hand but you’re already too far apart. 

“Let go of me!” You growl out, struggling to get free. You lash out and manage to hit him in the face with your metal arm. His grip loosens just enough for you to slip out and tackle the Winter Soldier, landing a punch as you go down. 

“I killed someone today!” You screamed, but your voice cracked halfway through. You move to punch him again but his metal hand encloses around yours and squeezes, hard. “I killed someone. Because of you.” 

You try to rip your arm out of his hold before a ball of red energy hits you and everything goes black. 

Part Two

Flirty Winks

Flirty Winks

Quicksilver x reader

Warnings: none

 prompt: Hi can you do a quicksilver image where he is really cocky and always making slightly sexual jokes and when you act on those jokes for a bit of fun he gets all nervous and shy because he has never done it before and he runs away and when you find him his mind runs away and he thinks  some naughty things and gets a hard on and you both  kinda laugh it off.

Requested by: @quicksilverstilinski01

 hope you enjoy

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The fastest man alive could run and run and always find himself next to (y/n). No matter what the occasion he was always near her flirting. So this was no different than every other time, except the fact that one sentence could mess with his mind.

“Hey beautiful are you the sun because damn…You get hotter every time I look at you.” Peter winks to his friend.

“Hmmm…are you trying to say you can’t ever look at me because the sun is so bright it burns your eyes?” (y/n) says to peter without even looking up from the homework she was doing.”

Peter blushes wrong choice in a pickup line. So he speeds off in search for someone who could figure out a better pickup line than the one he just used. So he runs off to find Scott.

“Hey scott got any really good pickup lines I could use, on (y/n) she kinda just busted the one I just used.” Peter says from behind the couch where Scott and Jean were sitting at, causing Scott to jump almost spilling his drink on his beloved girlfriend.

“Uh..Yeah sure.. How about…” Scott whispers the line in peter’s ear so jean can’t hear it.

Peter rushes back to the mutant whom he had become besties with. “Hey I’ve got a quarter wanna give me a kiss?” Peter leans in to give a kiss on her cheek only to have a hand on his face shoving him back.

Without skipping a beat (y/n) says, “Give me seventy-five more cents and I will give you a kiss.” A giant smirk plays on her lips.

Again peter’s face turns the shade of a tomato, ‘not only did she say something back she was flirting as well.’

In the eyes of everyone else it seems amusing that she was finally starting to flirt back, and it was driving him insane.

For (y/n) she just couldn’t get enough of it, it took her months to learn peters flirting pattern and some more to make up comebacks to go along with whatever he thought up. Now she was his equal.

When peter did eventually come by he was walking and held up a dollar in his hand. “So do I get that kiss now?”

“Give me the dollar and you will see.” she winks at him.

‘This is definitely worth the risk.’ “same time exchange.”

(y/n) leans in and kisses him passionately while also stealing the dollar from his hand. She turns and walks away, after she pulls back, leaving a speechless and slightly hard, speedster.

8

“In this world, there’s an invisible magic circle.  There’s an inside, and an outside.  Those people are inside the circle… and I am outside.”

Since watching When Marnie Was There for the first time a couple of days ago, I wanted to make a gifset about Anna and her struggles with anxiety.

Unlike common depictions of “anxious” characters in the media, Anna isn’t just a shy, introverted girl who just needs a little push to be social again.  She’s a troubled pre-teen who has shut herself out from everyone in her life, believing herself to be a burden.  She actively avoids interaction with strangers for fear of being judged, lashes out at people who try to reach out to her, has frequent panic attacks that worsen her asthma, and often focuses on the worst aspects of her situation.  Her creativity and passion for her art is hindered by her low self-esteem.

Throughout the film, Anna meets various people that help her learn about herself and reconcile with the qualities of herself she disliked.  She is not magically “cured” of her anxiety, but instead learns to accept the care and concern of others so she does not have to keep her anxiety bottled up.

As an artist with anxiety myself, I find Anna’s situation highly relatable, and the portrayal of her anxiety is one of the most realistic I’ve seen in any form of media.  Because of this, When Marnie Was There has quickly skyrocketed to the top of my favorite Ghibli movies list.  I highly recommend giving it a watch if you haven’t already!

Stomach Tied In Knots l Shawn Mendes Imagine.

a/n: HELLO! I had this idea while listening to the song “Stomach Tied In Knots” by Sleeping With Sirens, so you’ll find some of the lyrics on the dialogues? lol, I hope you enjoy it <3 x.

prompt: (y/n) & Shawn’s relationship is hanging by a thread after she cheated on him. (kinda based on the song “Stomach Tied In Knots” by Sleeping With Sirens.

Shawn didn’t know if he wanted to laugh or cry when he got her message saying she wanted to talk.

She had been giving him space after the disastrous events happened, but after three weeks of complete silence from his part she started to get anxious. 

She knew that she didn’t have the right to feel anxious at all, or to feel a tiny bit annoyed because he hadn’t given her a sign or something, but she couldn’t help it. 

She couldn’t believe the events that had taken place that night. She was the perfect girl. She was quiet and loved her boyfriend dearly, so it didn’t make sense to her when she found herself on a stranger’s house, naked.

On the other hand, he still couldn’t fully process the fact that his girlfriend had cheated on him. simple as that.

He wanted to hate her with every cell on his body, but he just wasn’t able to. He wanted for her to disappear and leave him alone, trying to pretend their relationship had never happened in the first place, but he knew that wasn’t possible as the only thing replaying on his head was the night he found out.

“I can’t believe you finally got your own place, it’s amazing.” she said admiring the view of the imposing city in front other.

“I can’t believe it myself,” he chuckled, circling his arms around her waist and nuzzling his head on her neck. “I’ve missed you.”

“So have I, honey.” she giggled, leaving a quick peck on his arm.

“Pizza should be arriving soon, wanna go to the bedroom? We can continue watching Grey’s.” he wiggled his eyebrows.

“You should give up that show already, everyone dies.” 

“Lexie Grey is still alive so everything’s good.” he said and she pursed her lips.

“Sure thing, babe.” she kissed his lips before heading to his new bedroom.

She took a minute to breathe. 

She was acting like nothing had happened only a couple of days ago when Shawn was still on tour and the truth was that it was eating her up. She was choking with guilt and words that wanted to leave her mouth but they couldn’t.

Shawn was everything she ever dreamed of. She already knew that she wasn’t enough for someone like him, but she was too selfish to admit that out loud because she loved him, with every bit of her being.

But then everything happened so fast…

She took off her shirt to change into one of Shawn’s and slip inside the bed, but she didn’t notice that he was making his way inside, and was able to notice her bare front.

Two purple marks still very visible between her breast and collarbone.

She watched his eyes widen in surprise. It was like someone had punched him right on his stomach, because suddenly it felt like he wasn’t getting enough air and the walls were closing in on him.

“What are those?” he asked with careful eyes and a slightly shaky voice.

“Shawn…” she said quickly putting the shirt back on.

“What are those?” he asked again but this time his voice wasn’t shaking, instead it was full of rage.

“Shawn, you have to listen to me.” she said desperately.

“Oh God, you did it.” he whispered and stared at the figure in front of him almost as if he was afraid of her.

“You have to let me explain.” she could feel her eyes fill with tears already and panic was flowing on her veins.

“Get out.” Shawn said dryly.

“No. Please, Shawn.”

“(y/n), I’m serious…” he was going to continue but her voice interrupted him.

“Please listen, Shawn…”

“I said get out.” 

He didn’t need to raise his voice, because for some reason she could sense every feeling his words were carrying.

She tried to look for his eyes desperately, but he was standing next to the bedroom door, waiting for her to leave.

“Please, at least tell me that we’ll talk at some point.” she begged him.

“Get out.”

This time he rose his voice, making her flinch.

But she did leave the room and suddenly, the sound of a door closing filled Shawn’s ears.

He didn’t cry, he didn’t scream.

He didn’t move.


Three weeks weren’t enough to erase the images of the purple marks on her body.

Twenty-one days weren’t enough to erase the feel in his gut; the feel of everything he had worked so hard for two years was crumbling right in front of his eyes, and he couldn’t do anything about it.

His stomach was tied in knots, because he was afraid of what he’d find if she wanted to talk tonight.

But he ignored it, texting her to meet him at his place whenever she felt like it.

And it didn’t take her more than an hour to get to his new condo; a place he had pictured to make happy memories with her, not that the first time he had her over he’d have to see the remains of her night with someone that wasn’t him.

He slowly opened the door to reveal her figure.

It wasn’t the imposing figure he had grown used to, she had made herself small. That was the way she was dealing with the guilt of making the man she loved suffer.

“Hi.” she whispered, nervously tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

“Come in.” he said harshly. way more than he expected.

“I’m glad that you called… I really wanted to talk to you.” 

“I didn’t call, you did.” he told her dryly, trying to look uninterested. “You have your time to explain or whatever.” he said placing his body against the door.

“Can we sit down?”

“You can if you want to, I’m good here.” he said trying to compose his tough facade. 

“Shawn, I’m so sorry.” she said with tears in her eyes.

“I figured.”

“Dammit, Shawn! Can you please act like you give a crap about me.” she said hiding her face on her hands.

“Oh, I have to give a crap about you, but did you give a crap when you were fucking someone that wasn’t me?” he spat and his feelings started to show.

“I don’t know how it happened, you have to believe me.” she said getting up from her seat, walking towards Shawn.

“Don’t,” he placed his hand in front of him. “Don’t come near me, please.” he said with pain evident on his voice.

“I missed you so much, I couldn’t deal with you being away for so long…”

“Oh, so it’s my fault now? You know what, (y/n)? I missed you, too, but I didn’t go to screw the first girl who appeared on my way.”

“I love you. It was one bad call, please. I don’t want nobody else, I love you.” she begged.

“You cheated on me.” he said with his voice shaking with pain, rage and a feeling he wasn’t able to decipher.

“And I’ll never forgive myself for that, hell, I can’t even live with myself right now” she choked a sob. “But please tell me we can try again.”

“It would never be the same. I don’t trust you anymore.” he shook his head and didn’t notice her body coming closer.

“I’ll do whatever it takes to regain your trust.”

“It’s not that easy.” he released a humorless laugh.

“Baby, I’m still the person you fell in love with. It’s me, can’t you see it?” this time her body was inches away from his and her hand softly caressed his cheek.

Shawn reacted to the touch, involuntarily leaning his head to her warm hand as his eyes closed.

I only have myself to blame, but please tell me we can start again.” she whispered, her own eyes closed. “

“(y/n)…” Shawn whispered and opened his eyes, only to see her tear stained cheek and her beautiful eyes closed.

I can’t live without you.

The feeling he hadn’t been able to figure out before suddenly overtook his body.

“Well, that’s too bad.”

So I haven’t done a book rec in a while and I’ve been reading all kinds of wonderful books lately so I thought I’d do a real quick one for you now. They are all inclusive of either lgbt rep*, characters of colour**, disability rep***, mental illness rep****, or all four, but you’ll be able to tell by the symbol. I’m gonna bold my favourites for you as well. (Inspired by @whiteguilt‘s book rec format)

If any of these books are offensive to you or have triggers in them that you would like me to forewarn people about please tell me. you can also add to this

tell me again how a crush should feel by sara farizan */ **
This is genuinely one of the best books I have ever read. Not only does it have a lesbian muslim main character, but it also gives you an insight into just how flipping hard it is to come out to your parents when you can’t predict what their reactions might be. 
TW: secondary character going through stages of grief. It has been pointed out to me that the antagonist falls under the “abusive cheating bi” stereotype and and that could be harmful to readers

a quiet kind of thunder by sara barnard */ ***
Wow there are a lot of authors called Sara on this list. Anyway. I waited for the release of this book for about sixteen months. I was so excited for it and it lived up to every single one of my out of this world expectations. For starters one of the main characters is a deaf MOC with a heart of absolute gold. I adopted him immediately. He is now my son. Then there’s the other main, a girl with selective mutism. So already you have more disability rep than half of the YA books I’ve ever read put together. Couple that with the insanely well written narrative and you’ve got yourself a winner!!

the sun is also a star by nicola yoon **
I’m only like four chapters in but so for I’m loving it. It features a jamaican-american female main and a korean-american male main which should give you some indication of how awesome this book is already.

london belongs to us by sarra manning */ **
WOC protagonist who traipses all over london to find her dickwad of a boyfriend. I feel like I spent most of this book in pain from either laughing or smiling too hard. 

the upside of unrequited by becky albertalli */ **
Oh my gosh where do I begin? There are so many positive messages in this book, especially about body image, love, and looking beyond the surface. The main also has an interracial family with two mums. Don’t listen to that crusty old book blogger who gave it a two star. She’s very very wrong.

looking for derek by n.c. nest *
Two boys meet, fall in love, and are separated after one of them acts like a complete knob jockey. It has a happy ending, I promise
TW: homophobia (from secondary characters), threats, and death of a minor character

what happens at christmas by jay northcote *
Suuuuuuuper nsfw!!!! I wouldn’t call this YA at all. But it’s on the list bc fake dating!!!! And also my favourite friends to lovers trope!!!
TW: mild homophobia 

game on by olley white *
I can’t actually remember who recommended this to me, but it’s pretty cute. More fluff than anything else, but it has a cute ending and sequel.

cinderella boy by kristina meister *
I read this one on tapas so I’m not sure whether it’s available elsewhere or for download, but as far as lgbtqa+ books go it’s honestly wonderful. There are so many different genders and sexualities represented including a pansexual character and a gender fluid character

the miseducation of cameron post by emily m. danforth *
A beautiful lesbian protagonist who faces shitheap after shitheap and still manages to remain open, hopeful, and loving despite having been put through hell by her “family”. I’m not going to lie to you; at times its hard to read. It’s heartbreaking, then funny, then heartbreaking all over again. For any of you who have grown up with catholic parents or have been sent to a catholic school like I have, you will understand.

you against me by jenny downham
Ok this book is not for everyone. It certainly isn’t for you if you are triggered by sexual assault or revenge plots. However, if you think that you will be ok to read it, just know that it deals with some pretty heavy stuff and you might need to put it down now and again and have a break. Like I said, it isn’t for everyone and thats ok, but I’m including it because it changed the way I think about a lot of scenarios and it made me question whether I was always getting the whole story out of people.
TW: sexual assault, revenge plots, humiliation, revenge dating

two boys kissing by david levithan & you know me well by david leviathan *
The first is about exactly what you think its about; you guessed it, two boys kissing. There’s a really good message to it. The second is about women loving women, finding yourself, and having a damn good time. They’re both gay as hell.

anonymous asked:

How do you edit your gameplay pics of Bun? I really love how radiant it looks and it's really pleasing <3

first, oh my god, thank u so much!!! ♥ second, i think you might’ve set yourself up to something unexpected, because this tutorial is loooong. but!! here we go!

this has been asked before, but i always put it off hoping that ONE DAY i’d have a consistent editing style… but i’m afraid that’s never going to happen. so this walkthrough will be messy, and weird, and have a lot of ‘optional’ stuff in it, but i will try to include everything i might do. also, i suggest you look at this link as well, because it includes every action and psd i might use while editing, as well as the blurring methods i use, my topaz settings, and a description of how i soften my pictures. so if something doesn’t make sense here, check there, and you might find your answer.

note: this is long and very picture heavy! 

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Just Before Dawn {a shallura fic}

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Set the morning after Closer to Midnight, Shiro and Allura wake up to find their minds still linked together. Shiro needs to get back to his room; Allura doesn’t want him to leave. Fortunately, she’s very persuasive.

Notes: I honestly have lost all control of my life at this point, so I wrote this. I had a cute idea for how to extend Closer to Midnight, and this is the result. It’s 3am no one judge me.

{Read it on AO3}

They really did that. All of it.

A very pleasing mental image of Shiro naked on top of her blossoms into her mind, and she blushes so hard the markings under her eyes glow pink.

So you’re awake then

The thought arrives from Shiro, accompanied by a burst of amused affection. He’s enjoying the mental image too, and another one arrives in her head: a very clear picture of herself, naked in front of him, her head thrown back and her hands clutching the bedsheets.

She bites her lip.

You just enjoy making me blush

The Reid Effect

Requested by @21lanes: Reid and the Reader have been best friends for years, and she harbors a secret crush on him. When he starts seeing someone else, she’s jealous, but when he asks for her help in surprising his new girlfriend, all hell breaks loose.


It’s not fair, the effect Spencer Reid as on her. Her heart rate speeds up, her palms sweat, the air feels too warm, and she immediately forgets whatever else she was supposed to be thinking about the moment he walks into view. Similar symptoms occur at the sound of his voice, or when she receives a text from him, and of course when he appears unbidden in her mind. No, it’s not fair. And yet, she can never bring herself to mind much when he makes her feel so good.

They met at a criminology conference in DC. As a mystery writer, she wanted to do some in-depth research, and while she left with new material for her book, she also left with a new friend. Spencer sparked her interest almost immediately, and they became fast friends. Even from the start, he had a way of making her feel comfortable and putting her at ease. For three years he was her best friend – and still is – but last year something shifted, and one day she looked at him and realized what she felt for him went so much deeper than friendship. That’s when it began, that nervous fluttering and anxious happiness. It took weeks for her to realize what she felt for him was love, and she’s never been able to admit it out loud.

What if he doesn’t reciprocate her feelings? What if it ruins their friendship? She can’t imagine not having him in her life, even if it means never acting on her feelings. And yet, when he smiles at her, the rest of the world slips away. Does he even realize it, the effect he has on her?

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anonymous asked:

GoM, Haizaki, Kagami and Himuros reaction to finding a vibrator in their female s/o room x)

It’s semi-nsfw, only semi-nsfw asdfghjkl -T-chan


Kuroko would end up a blushing mess and try to act like he saw nothing. Keyword: try. His cheeks and him being unable to look into his girlfriend’s eyes will give him away.

Kise would yelp and without any sign of embarrassment or shyness if she was cheating on him-in a teasing way of course-before holding the vibrator, wobbling his eyebrows and smirking. Lots of teasing and foreplay, ‘cause no way will he miss that out.

Midorima would say “I haven’t seen anything” while slowly closing the drawer that he intended to close either way. Cheeks red, a bit of stuttering mess, but just like Kuroko, unable to look into her eyes.

Aomine would be shocked before he comes up with plan that includes her vibrator too. He’d enjoy every second of it as he watches her while sitting beside her, fully dressed.

Murasakibara would be flustered, but quickly go over it because that’s his girlfriend’s private things. He’d try to forget about it, he really would, but the image of her working out with vibrator keeps popping in his head and it’s hard to focus on anything while she’s sitting beside him and talking about god-knows-what. He’d be completely unfocused.

Akashi the gentleman, with dirty mind, that he is would completely disregard the vibrator, but wouldn’t hesitate to ask her anything dirty. Akashi please, you’re making your girlfriend embarrassed. He’d quickly find a way for her to…relax. ;^)

Kagami would be so so so red in the face, because he’d honestly never imagine that, but at the same time he’d be so turned on. Knowing she has ‘a helping hand’ he wouldn’t hesitate to use when they’re at it or help himself while getting off.

Himuro would be really subtle about it. He wouldn’t care after all these are her private things, but oh boy did he have to see it when he already has hard time holding back? He’d lead the conversation on it eventually and would definitely use it when they do it or he does her while talking dirty in her ear. He’s damn good at dirty talking.

Haizaki would just smirk and when she comes into room would instantly get to action. Wouldn’t hesitate in anything, because “[Name]-chan, I didn’t know you were this needy. Aren’t you satisfied with the real thing?” His pride could actually be a bit hurt, but he’d quickly make it up for that.

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The Six Wives of Henry VIII + Aesthetic : Katherine Parr

Patience

fandom: sistar
member/reader: bora, female
genre/warning(s): smut, bbf’s sister trope
length: 2K+
summary: [request] BORA F/F SMUT PLS FIND THE PLOTT. MAYBE LIKE YOUR BEST FRIEND’S OLDER SISTER WHO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON KINDA THING OR LIKE.. ANYTHING PROMPT/IDEA U WANT prompt: “you’re really invested in your tv show/book/etc and i don’t think you understand how much your absentminded petting is getting to me but like hell am i gonna ask you to stop“ au 

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Mean Queens Ch.14 (Group Fic) - NymphCAMP

a/n: nymph: christ on a bicycle it has been literally about two months, and for that i am half sorry and half not, life has been crazy and shits been hitting the proverbial fan. But we’re back! And with half a pinch of luck the next one won’t take so long. This one goes out to the AQ Brits who keep us sane, and HoLA3 whom I love with all my heart

a/n: wankCAMP: all i wanna say tbh is sorry for the wait life is busy and i am not good mentally but i love everyone who reads mq and hope they enjoy

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Preference #15 He sees you naked for the first time

Bellamy Blake:
(Y/n) straddled Bellamy’s waist as his large hands rested on her bum. Heatedly making out as he gave it a cheeky squeeze. She giggled before sitting up mind locking eyes with him. Lifting her shirt as his eyes widened slightly. Her boobs spilling from the top of her bra.
“Help me out?” She murmured as he nodded. Unbuttoning her pants as she unclipped her bra. His eyes drifted to her boobs as he boy back a moan.
“God you’re fucking gorgeous.” He smirked.
“Oh. Hush.” She giggled as she leaned back down onto him.
“You’re beautiful though…like…a goddess.”
“Then thank the stars you’re my god.” He shivered at her tone before saying cheekily
“I bet you’ll look even hotter without those pants on.”
John Murphy:
John watched as (Y/n) stepped out of the shower. The two had been in the lighthouse for awhile, but had only taken their relationship so far. He smirked as she gave him an innocent smile. Before releasing her towel in the door way. Having only just woken up, Murphy went from cocky to blank minded in seconds at her
“Well. Good morning to me.” He winked as she giggled.
“Seriously you’ve been holding out on me baby.”
“Yeah okay Murphy.” She teased.
“You wound me you know that?” He pouted.
“You wound me by not being in the same state I am.” She winked.
“Oh. You play a good game babe.” He winked back as he took his shirt off.
Jasper Jordan:
Jasper was practically sprinting to his tent he shared with (Y/n) eager to see her. He didn’t know that she was getting undressed from her sticky clothes, so he was shocked when he barged in.
“(Y/n)-babe-OH MY GOD!” He shouted when he saw her boobs.
“Oh my god-JASPER!” She shouted as she blushed. Both of them froze before she finally covered her boobs. Jasper swallowed hard.
“If it’s any consultation…they’re really really really nice.” She blushed before quickly turning back to hide herself.
“You have really nice…it’s all um…nice system…it’s beautiful-okay I’m leaving.” He blushed as he moved from the mouth of the tent with a half hard cock. Image forever engraved in his brain. But something told him he’d see it again soon.
Monty Green:
Monty never thought he’d get a girl into his room let alone his bed. So that’s why he was shocked when he came into his room to find (Y/n), his girlfriend (much to his surprise), was under the covers. Nude. His eyes widened as he drank in the sight of her bare breasts. Admiring how truly beautiful they were. The way they-
“Monty?” She murmured as she woke up.
“Y-yeah?”
“What the hell? Come on. Undress and cuddle with me.” She rolled her eyes as she lifted her head. Covering her breasts much to Monty’s internal protest.
“R-right on it baby.” He blushed as he removed his clothing quickly.
Lincoln:
Lincoln was one for taking things slow. He didn’t want to rush you. He made you feel like an absolute princess. Right now, he was hovered over (Y/n)’s naked form. Caressing her delicate skin, kissing it sweetly.
“You are the most beautiful…amazing…being to ever grace my life.” He kissed the tops of her breasts with joy. He finally got her to reveal how truly beautiful she really was. And Lincoln made sure to make sure he knew how grateful he was for it.
Roan:
Roan had been training all day. He was stressed as his mother had been forcing more training on him lately. He was always so…stressed. And (Y/n) was going to help him.
She was laid across his bed, nude, in a seductive position as she heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Roan burst through the the doors, the vein in his forehead and neck prominent in anger.
“Hello my prince.” She sang with a innocent smile. His head whipped to look at her. Smirking as she slowly rose from the bed.
“What a goddess you are…” He said huskily.
“Allow me to worship my goddess…”