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Dating Jungkook

A/N: Hey, this is the first post ever on this blog *WHOOP* And we decided to start off with a Dating!BTS series!! We’re gonna start off with the golden maknae and lil fluff ball, Jungkookie. Enjoy~ 

-Amelia

  • He loves you but he’s always trying to outdo you
  • “Whoever does the better front flip is buying ice cream”
  • “deal”
  • April Fools – you are screwed because jeon jungmemechild is gonna get you good
  • Feels bad about pranking you, but in the moment it’s worth it bc now he’s got some blackmail and new cute pics for his wallpaper
  • AND YOUR GONNA GET HIM BACK THO
  • You steal his t-shirts all the time bc he has too many as it is, and honestly is he even going to notice?
  • Well he does
  • He has a sixth sense for that
  • Sometimes he cares (when his endless supply has run out and he’s gotta do the laundry) but most of the time he thinks it’s cute that you wear his shirts
  • Jungkook gets jealous when someone hits on you and he’s overprotective!kookie to the rescue
  • He’d be sizing up any guy that interacts with you, even the other members
  • He’s always on guard – not like anyone has ever looked the slightest bit threatening to him, he’s just paranoid
  • Practising doing make up by using kookie as a canvas. And when you finally do his eyeliner 100% hes amazed and spins you around bc he is so proud of his jagiya.
  • But in his head he’s like, I could probably do it better. He tries and pokes himself and he’s got colours all over his face
  • you just laugh bc you’ve finally found something you’re better at than him
  • lil bun isn’t always competitive
  • he likes to have a movie day when he’s not busy, every other time you pick the movie and you bet your ass you’re watching iron man when he’s picking
  • he’s seen the movie countless times but he still gets so engrossed in it
  • You throw popcorn at him to get his attention and then POPCORN FIGHT – you both regret it when you have to pick it out of the couch creases later
  • When he’s half asleep during the sappy rom com you choose, he gets all cuddly and he’s just a big floof
  • sometimes he sings to you when you have those days where you just can’t sleep 
  • TEACHES YOU HIS LIL MEME HANDS DANCE
  • You guys always do it in front of the other members and Yoongi is so freakin’ done bc WHY ARE YOU TWO DOING THAT DURING THIS TENSE GAME OF SPOONS?!!!!!!!!?!?!?!?!
  • Then hobi joins in and yoongi just leaves to the kitchen to find Jin and critique his cooking
  • Y’all are the life of the party, you’re both adorable and say and do dumb things
  • You’re always up for any game and you kick ass at charades
  •  ALWAYS TRYING TO ASSERT HIS DOMINANCE WITHOUT BEING TOO STRAIGHTFORWARD ABOUT IT
  • ANGRY VANILLA SEX
  • But nothing like s&m, just like mild spanking and a “protective” hand around the neck (not doing anything just being there)
  • Bc hes too scared to hurt you bc you’re so precious
  • Your relationship with him is all about jokes, competition and cuddles ft superhero movies and sometimes you’re both kind of �� but it’s cool cos you’re the cutest couple

a young kid with a penny board just came into the lobby with their dad. i hid my sketchbook like i usually do, but they asked me to bring it back out

apparently the kid noticed me drawing last night and has been wanting to see my sketchbook!! they asked a lot of questions and were rly cute + sweet. they said they take drawing classes at school and their favorite medium is pastels.

BigBang new MV expectations

GD: Got dressed in the dark. Dyed his hair with KoolAid. Bouncy, Bouncy. Falls on his back shrieking and kicking his legs in the air. What are those? 

Taeyang: Who thought that hairstyle was a good idea? Gold chains, gold chains. Look at ma abs! Sweaty body rolls. Girl, I just want to grab you and spend all night….reading you some bible versus that I think you would enjoy. 

Seungri: I’m Sexy. My concept is sexy. I may be the youngest, but I’m sexy. I’ve been working out! Flips a table,,, Wasn’t that sexy?!?

Daesung: Sunshine, eye smiles, cute puppies and rainbows. OR dark dungeon S&M, there is no in between. 

T.O.P: I’m outside?!? Runs around frantically. Does a hundred cart wheels. Chases a goat. Damn I’m Good!!! 

Picture Perfect

Oscar Isaac/Reader

Words: 732

Author: Charlee

Anon asked: Would you be willing to do an Oscar Issac x Reader fic where he’s doing promotional pictures for Star Wars and she’s the head photographer, and after the photoshoot’s over, she’s flipping through and showing him pictures on the computer while he just looks at her all cute and asks her out???

“No, I need the fan blowing AT him, Jimmy!” You barked at the intern, assisting the promotional photoshoot for Poe.  “Christ.”  You shook your head, looking back over to Oscar, who was laughing his ass off at the poor intern who just couldn’t seem to tame the giant fan and get it pointed at him.  “Mr. Isaac, please try and focus… We need a serious, pensive yet… sultry.”  

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Classmates (Stiles Stilinski)

Originally posted by kalifornia---dreaming

Summary: Lydia gives Stiles a push towards asking a girl out. (“Lydia, no!”)

Author’s Note: Let’s just imagine that all of them go to the same college and are in the same class, okay? :3


It’s always ninety minutes of bliss, two days a week. Oh no, it’s not about the class that Stiles enjoys; he could care less about statistics. It’s not about the fact that it’s a class he has with all his friends (well, partially).

It’s about the fact that exactly three rows ahead of him and four seats to the left in the large auditorium classroom is an absolutely, ridiculously, gorgeous girl. And maybe she doesn’t think that she is gorgeous; she always came to class looking as simple as possible, but it was that simplicity that he likes about her.

Students were trickling into the classroom slowly. Stiles arrived early to save the seats for his friends, and as they took their seats, he notices her come in. His eyes follow her to the seat she had been occupying since the start of the semester.

“Who are you staring at?” Lydia asks.

Stiles doesn’t hear her at first. When he realizes she is talking to him, he blinks and tears his eyes away from the girl. “What?”

Lydia follows where his eyes were directed at before turning back to him. “You’ve been staring at her a lot.”

His lips morph into a grin. “She is quite pretty.”

“You should ask her out.”

Stiles frowns and shakes his head. “What? No! Can you imagine how that’s gonna turn out? It’d be an absolute disaster! ‘Cause this isn’t creepy or anything but I’ve been staring at you during class and I think you’re pretty. Wanna go out?’

Lydia rolls her eyes and scoffs. “You should at least ask her to sit with us.”

“No!”

Her lips twist into a wicked grin and she slides out of her seat. “I’m gonna ask her to sit with us.”

Stiles balks and waves his arms in protest. “No! No! Lydia, no!

Lydia strides over to where the girl is sitting and sits down beside her. “Hi,” she greets. “I’m Lydia. What’s your name?”

The girl is taken aback by the sudden start in conversation but she quickly shakes it off. “I’m [Name].”

“[Name], it’s a pleasure to meet you. Do you have a boyfriend?”

She shifts in her seat in discomfort and shakes her head.

Lydia’s grin grows and adds, “Fantastic. Well, you see, my friend over there–” She points to Stiles behind them. [Name] turns in her seat to look back at him. Stiles grins at her and gives a small wave. When she turns back to Lydia, Stiles groans and buries his head in his arms. Malia and Scott reach over to pat him on the back. “He thinks you’re pretty cute. So I was wondering if you wanna sit with us so he can ask you out.”

Heat rushes to [Name]’s cheeks as she stumbles over an answer. “Oh, well, I-I–”

“You’re gonna sit with us.” Lydia begins helping her gather her books and belongings before taking her by the hand and pulling her towards the rest of the group. “Everyone, this is [Name]. [Name] this is Stiles,” and in a low voice she adds, “Y’know. The one who thinks you’re pretty.” She grins at the sight of her flush. “And this is Malia, Scott, and his girlfriend Kira.”

[Name] gives all of them an embarrassed smile and a short wave. “Hi,” she greets. Their amused grins only make her feel more self-conscious.

Lydia grabs her belongings from her seat next to Stiles and moves over one. “You can sit here,” she says pointing to the chair that is now between her and Stiles.

[Name] takes the seat between Lydia and Stiles and wrings her hands together. She glances at Stiles and smiles at him though it’s fueled by nerves. Stiles smiles back and over her shoulders, he can see Lydia gesturing for him to ask [Name] out. He’s saved when the professor walks in to start the lecture.

They don’t talk during class, but Stiles continues to steal glances at her. She’s engrossed in the lecture as she jots down notes, but he knows she’s still feeling self-conscious when she shifts in her seat more than once.

When class ends, Stiles turns to her as his friends begin packing up their books. “Hey,” he says. “Are you busy after this?”

She shakes her head. “I have another class, but not for another two hours.”

“Oh.” He musters every bit of courage he has to force the words out of his throat. “I know this whole thing has been unconventional and uncomfortable, but uh…do you wanna get something to eat? Right now?”

Her smile and laugh looks good on her as she nods. “Yeah. Sure. I’d like that.”

He follows her out of the row of seats, punching the air in his excitement.

Kill Me Now (formerly titled, Summer). Part 4

You were torn between dashing to the bedroom to change into something cute and wanting to keep peering out the side window to watch Noah’s backside as he worked. He wasn’t a thin man; he had a nice bit of meat on his bones. And since you weren’t a thin girl either, that was all fine with you. Down on his knees beside the bike, Noah flipped his ponytail back over his shoulder with one hand. The gesture was so sexy that your mouth dropped open a little and a gray circle of fog appeared on the glass.

“Get a grip on yourself, girl.” You muttered quietly and wiped at the foggy window.

Noah’s hands worked steadily with the tools and you found yourself jealous of the way he was gripping the wrench in one hand and stroking the bike wheel with the other. It had been so long since a man had stirred anything within you, that it took a moment to recognize the sensation.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhh…” You groaned and finally tore your gaze away from the window.

With your decision made, you snatched up the half-empty pizza box and soda bottle from the table, deposited it quickly in the kitchen and made a run for your bedroom to find something cute to change into.

“Get off…get off…get off…” The old comfortable pullover was dragged up over your head and then you tossed it to the floor. Kicking the discarded garment under the bed with your foot, you scanned the closet for something colorful and stylish. Spying your fanciest party blouse, you shoved your arms into the sleeves and began to button it up. Your hand hesitated on the top few buttons.

“Cleavage? Or no cleavage?” You said aloud as you looked down at your ample bosom. You tried to decide if showing him the girls so soon might make you look too desperate. You had a great set of boobs and you were sure Noah would like to see them, but maybe that was too much this early in the game.

“Cleavage.” Came the male voice from directly behind you.

Closing your eyes, you dropped your head. “Why can’t I just die?” You thought the thought and then immediately pushed it away. You didn’t want to die and miss getting to know Noah. He excited you like no man ever before and you didn’t want to let him get away before you knew if he felt the same way about you. So you lifted your head and turned to face him. “You’re kinda sneaky. Are you sure you aren’t an axe murderer?”

Noah took a step toward you and you felt the heat rise to your face. Whisps of his blonde hair had come loose around his face and you wanted to reach out and feel the silky strands between your fingers. His eyes darted from your eyes to your cleavage and back up again. When his lips parted and you saw the tip of his tongue as he started to speak, your knees almost buckled with desire.

“I need…” He started and you began to nod because you knew what he needed and you needed it too. You needed his hands on you and his mouth on yours. You knew that was exactly what both of you needed. “I need…” He leaned closer and began to lift his hands.

“I need to wash my hands.” He said abruptly and his oil stained hands were suddenly in your face and the smell of grease assaulted your nose.

“Yesssss…” You drew out the word as your mind scrambled to change direction. “Bathroom’s right there.” Pointing with your nose, you didn’t dare raise your hands. They were shaking with embarrassment and disappointment.

Plopping down heavily on the side of the bed, you folded your hands in your lap. The thoughts that ran through your mind weren’t the ones you might have expected. You weren’t concerned about having a strange man sneak up behind you with grease on his hands. You weren’t even stressing over the whole comedy of errors that the last hour with Noah had brought.

Your thoughts turned to an idea that had been in your mind for months since you moved to Alaska. You truly wanted it to be summer. You wanted to put on your bathing suit and go to a warm sunny beach. And now, a new piece was added to your dream. You wanted to turn to the side and see Noah lying on the sand beside you, his smile loving and sweet.

You looked down at your plump thighs straining the fabric of your jeans and you sighed. This short time with Noah had reawakened so many stirrings and yearnings that you had pushed down for so long. You wanted to get to know him and have him know you. You wanted everything but you were afraid he would go away and leave you with nothing. 

“Did I mention that you are so beautiful?” Noah said as he stepped from the bathroom.

Not surprised anymore at his sudden appearances, you kept your head down. “Noah, I’m not beautiful.” You hadn’t meant to say those pathetic sounding words. Where did they come from?

“Are you calling me a liar?” His eyebrow raised, Noah moved closer to the bed and closer to your heart.

“I’m just saying you can’t really look at me like…this…” You gestured to your body and wondered why you couldn’t shut up. “And say it’s beautiful.”

When Noah dropped to his knees in front of you, it took everything within you not to cry. But in spite of your efforts, the first tear that leaked from your eye rolled down your cheek and you did nothing to stop it.

“Have a few extra pounds really made you so blind?” His voice was soft and he took your hand in his as he spoke. “Your weight is your choice. You should strive to be happy and healthy and you decide what size you need to be in order for that to happen.”

Your throat closed with emotion at his words. You knew what he was saying was true, but hearing it from this man you wanted so much to be close to, brought with it a stabbing ache in your heart. You knew very well what you wanted to do and you opened your mouth to tell him, but Noah wasn’t done.

“Each time I look at you I see a woman who is smart and funny and strong and slightly crazy.” You chuckled and bit at your bottom lip. “And I want to know more about you. Whoever you are, whatever you have to offer, I want to know more. I want to do things with you and go places with you.” Noah watched your face as he spoke.

“Can I tell you want I want?” You dared to whisper. You dared to tell this lovely stranger of your heart’s desire.

“I want to know.” He smiled and squeezed your hand in his.

Taking a deep breath and leaning close, you said,

“I want to get to know you. I want to run with you in the winter and play with you in the snow. I want to welcome the spring with you when the skies are bright and the world is full of new life. But more than anything, I want it to be summer. I want to put on a bathing suit and go to the beach where we can lay on the sand and feel the warm summer sun on our skin.”

Noah’s smile was wide as he rose to his feet and pulled you up with him. You wanted to get closer; you wanted to feel his body pressing to yours. His hand slid slowly along your cheek as you took a step. And when you took that one step, you realized with horror that your discarded pullover sweater you had kicked under the bed, was snagged on your toe and being dragged along with you.

But before you could moan at your horrid luck and wish once more for death to come swiftly, Noah’s lips pressed onto yours. The softness of the kiss quickly gave way to a passion that seared your mind and set fire to your soul. You shook your foot slightly to dislodge the sweater, not caring where it landed as your hopeful heart offered up a silent request to the heavens;

“Please don’t kill me now.”

THE END

neverlands-little-lost-girl  asked:

5, 8, & 25 with Peter Parker, please :3

5. You’re an idiot. | 8. Have I ever told you I like you? | 25. Don’t laugh. I said don’t laugh! Prompt idea list here


Date night was going great for Peter, until Aunt May brought out the photo albums.

“This one was Peter’s 6th birthday!” May squealed, pointing at a picture of a young Peter with frosting all over his face. “He wanted to eat the whole cake by himself, and wouldn’t share with his friends. It was adorable!”

Next to you, Peter groaned and threw his head back, absolutely mortified. “May, please! Can’t you go bake cookies or something?”

“Uh-uh, Parker,” you wiggled your finger in front of his face. “This is just getting good!” You flipped the page and pointed at a picture of toddler Peter picking his nose. “Look how cute you were!”

His face reddened. “Don’t laugh. I was a kid!”

But you and May were both giggling to yourselves and pointing out more cringe-worthy photos of him. “I said don’t laugh!” he said. He got up and slammed the book closed, thoroughly embarrassed.

“Aw, c’mon, Pete!” You smiled. “You’re an idiot. We were just teasing. Have I ever told you I like you?” You threw your arms around his neck from behind and kissed his cheek playfully. May winked and held up both thumbs.

He rolled his eyes, but he wasn’t mad. “Yeah, yeah, (y/n). I think you’ve seen enough embarrassing pictures of me for one day. Why don’t we watch TV or something instead?”

KNK as highschoolers

Youjin: Volunteers at daycare centers after school, good grades, tsundere af, but like softcore so he won’t hurt your feelings. Gets all the attention (but doesn’t want it.) Voted Prom King by the student body without campaigning at all. Wears the latest fashion trends. Very sweet and squishy when spoken to. You think he’s not the kind to drag but if he’s got the receipts he will pull them out. Pins his hair back really cutely when he studies.

Seungjun: News stories are written about his looks. He retweets them and sends them to his family. Constantly giggling silently about something. Always has his earbuds in. Straight A student, head male cheerleader but cannot do flips to save his life so he’s always a base, has tons of friends because people give him gifts all the time so he considers them buddies, gives out compliments and shade at equal rates. Fights with Inseong over being the head teacher’s pet of their class.

Inseong: Has THE MOST secret admirers on White day. Every time he opens his locker, love letters fall out. Models in front of the mirror shirtless every morning, the best guy to go to for a pep talk or advice. Teachers love him too. Sings on command and loves it. Extremely sweet. Physically breaks up any fights he sees on campus. Seriously, if there was a hockey game and a fight broke out, he’s diving for the ice. Rumor has it, you can hear his laugh from every corner of the building if you close your eyes.

Jihun: Cracks!!! Jokes!!! Constantly!!! That one class clown that the teacher gets annoyed with but actually loves. Engages in silly dance battles with Inseong in the parking lot once a week. Will also drag you, but his reciepts are all muddy with his memory. Tries to keep up with fashion trends. Scared of everything. If the lights go out, that’s him panicking in the back.  If he sees a spider, he’ll call for Seungjun and they’ll scream together until Youjin curb stomps it. Dramatically passes out during gym class or any other high stress situation. Known to be super respectful, will do ANYTHING HE’S ASKED if it’ll be funny or cute. Ex: Horololo Halmeoni


Heejun: Known by the entire county as an underground comedian. SHADE MASTER, do not trip up in front of him he’s got the RECEIPTS. Extremely sweet to girls but will also drag them too (but it’ll be cute, he promises.)  Plays jokes on his friends all the time, beware your surroundings. Brings his guitar with him EVERYWHERE. Never goes home right after school, he sits on the front steps and takes song requests. (For a price, of course.)

At Peace: Swazz Imagine

This is honestly more of a blurb than imagine. I couldn’t think of something great so bare with me.

Swazz imagine where you wake up and can’t sleep so you start playing with swazzs hair and he gets mad so you be all cute with him but he just tries to go back to sleep


I toss and turn in the bed. Making a sequence of rolling over, taking the covers off, and flipping back over. I lean over and cuddle into John’s shoulder. 

He moves and subconsciously pulls me closer to him. His breathing was steady. His hair was in his face. He looked so at peace. 

I reach over and move his hair out of his face and run my hands through his hair. I caress his face with my thumb as he moves under my touch.

“Babe, what the fuck are you doing?” John asks, flipping himself over to get away from me. 

“I was just playing with your hair. I can’t sleep.” 

I run my nails up and down his back, trying to relax him.

“Babe, please shut your eyes and go to sleep.” 

“John, I’ve been tossing and turning for over an hour. If I could fall asleep, I would.” I huff. 

He rolls back over and pulls me into his chest, wrapping both arms around me. He kisses my forehead and shuts his eyes. 

Maybe this was his way of shutting me up. Maybe this was his way of making sure I didn’t bother him anymore. All I know is that wrapped up in his arms I was at peace. 

Vikk: Thorpe Park

Summary: You and Vikk meet at Thorpe Park.

Warnings: None!

A/N: I feel really guilty for not posting any imagines for a couple of weeks :/ I was on holiday and kept forgetting! Thank you guys for getting me 412 followers, that’s amazing! Sorry if it’s short, enjoy x

You and your friends were at Thorpe Park for a day out. The day was spent riding rides and eating tons of junk food. You were now waiting in line for Stealth which you had to admit looked terrifying! Your stomach did tiny flips as you starred up to the sky at how high it was. After waiting which seemed like an eternity you were finally at the front of the line. Of course all of your friends sat in pairs leaving you alone to sit with some stranger. Thankfully, the stranger was a cute Indian boy (I’m not trying to be racist) who seemed around your age. You smiled at him and he smiled back.

On the way up the giant hill the boy next to you said “I really don’t know why I let my friends drag me onto this ride.” The boy sighed.

“Me neither! I hate rides this high up! Sorry in advance if I deafen you with my screams!” You exclaimed.

“No, it’s okay!” He replied.

By now you were at the very top of the hill, you could see the whole park from here! The people looked so tiny like little ants. The carriage suddenly plummeted down making you and the boy scream in fear and delight. For some reason you grabbed his hand and he grabbed it tightly in response.

Finally the carriage came to a still and you looked over to him awkwardly.

“Sorry I was so scared and I needed to hold somebody’s hand.” You blushed liking down getting ready to leave.

“Nah it’s fine, I’m Vikk by the way.” He smiled at you which you returned.

“I’m Y/N.” You replied.

“Wanna go on another ride with me?” He asked hopefully.

Noticing all of your friends had ditched you you agreed and spent the rest of the day with him.

LETS TALK ABOUT LIAM’S CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT! ITS NOT TALKED ABOUT ENOUGH !!!!!!

  • LIAM’S 16TH BIRTHDAY PARTY WHERE NO ONE CAME
  • LIAM NOT HAVING A REAL GROUP OF FRIENDS
  • LIAM TRYING OUT FOR THE XFACTOR IN 2008 BUT BEING SENT HOME
  • LIAM WITH DETERMINATION COMING BACK AGAIN
  • LIAM’S SECOND AUDITION SINGING ‘CRY ME A RIVER’ IS ENOUGH TO MAKE ANYONE CRY
  • LIAM ABSOLUTELY RIPPED APART BEING SENT HOME A SECOND TIME
  • LIAM NOT BEING ABLE TO REALLY FATHOM THAT HE WASN’’T REALLY GOING HOME BUT THIS BAND IS HIS CHANCE AND HE WONT LET SIMON DOWN
  • LIAM NOT LIKING LOUIS ORIGINALLY BC HE WAS LOUD
  • LIAM GETS TO CELEBRATE HIS BIRTHDAY WITH MILLIONS OF PEOPLE WHO LOVE HIM, WHEN HE STARTED CRYING DURING ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY’
  • FOUR BROTHERS
  • LIAM UNDERAPPRECIATED FOR HIS MICROPHONE FLIPS AND CUTE FANCY FOOTWORK
  • TAKING HIS IN-EARS OUT TO LISTEN TO THE CROWD
  • LIAM AND LOUIS BEING THE CLOSEST NOW AND NOW LIAM IS FUN-CORRUPTED TOO
  • LIAM GETTING ALL HE EVER WANTED WITH THIS SOLO DEAL AND STILL HAVING THE BAND TO COME BACK TO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

in honor of this post, I drew one of the suggestions, because hell yes.

Sometimes I forget how amazing Roxy as a character is, because of how she’s so often portrayed, and I myself portray her as just a drunk far too often.

She’s a brilliant scientist who actually quit her drinking to be there for her friends, she kept her promise to bring callie back to life, helped keep her friends’ shit together when they were all flipping out, she’s a GENIUS.

But more often than not I forget that, so, as a reminder to everyone, myself included, have this cute little Roxy in a test tube!

I’d just like to point out how hot that last scene was

Okay first of all, they are fricking gazing lovingly into eachothers eyes and then BAM they both glance down at eACH OTHERS LIPS AS IF THEY ARE GOING TO KISS

okay then river goes all cute and looks down as if she’s shy or something BUT HOLD THE PHONES LOOK AT THE DOCTORS FACE LOOK AT IT, HE STILL WANTS TO KISS HER AND HE’S FLIPPING HAPPY ABOUT IT, HE’S GOT A TINY SMIRK GOING ON

OKAY BUT THEN HIS SMIRK TURNS INTO A DIDDY SMILE WHEN RIVER LOOKS BACK UP, HE’S LIKE “LOOK HOW ADORABLE MY WIFE IS”

THEN THEY BOTH GOD DAMN LOOK BACK DOWN AND SLIGHTLY LEAN IN, I’M SORRY BUT IF THAT’S NOT THE HOTTEST THING YOU’VE EVER SEEN IM OUT

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Levi from Target

Ereri Week Day 1

I brought my groceries to the front of the store and looked to make sure that lane 7 was open.  Good old Lane 7. The one with the cute cashier named Levi. Levi, what an awesome name, right? I was totally smitten with the guy, I mean come on, he was short and his face had all the right angles, the strong jawline, sharp chin, high cheekbones. And don’t even get me started on his beautiful raven black undercut, all shaved in the back, to a cute little perfect point, the bangs long enough that he often had to flip them out of the way to see. Damn he’s so cute. To most people, he seemed heartless, but to me, it was just that you had to look a bit deeper than for most people. I could tell Levi put up walls. I wanted to know why. I wanted to know the cute lane 7 cashier. I got in the long line; I had 4-5 people in front of me in the line, and gosh did they have a lot of groceries. I spent the time just staring at Levi, watching the wonderful face of concentration he makes when he’s typing something into the computer. His eyebrows furrow and he gets a cute little crease in between them, with him biting his lower lip. I finally got up to the front of the line and put my meager groceries, freezer pizzas and bread, onto the conveyor belt and he grumpily said “Hello. How are you today?”

“I’m great, now that I’ve seen you,” I reply happy as ever, partially to cheer him up and to flirt. As soon as I start to talk, he slowly raises his head and breaks out into the most real smile I’ve ever seen on anyone’s face. Ever. So, he’s behind the counter grinning like an idiot and I’m over on the other side, blushing to all hell. I cover my mouth in slight embarrassment because he isn’t responding besides the smile and it’s beginning to worry me when he finally says, “Well, there’s your groceries. All bagged up for you, that’ll be $20.05. And I’ll see you at 4:30, cutie.” I beamed, the smile covering my entire face, grabbed my groceries and yelled as I left, “My name’s Eren! See you at 4:30, Levi!”

Needless to say, even though I still had a few hours to wait to see my beloved cashier boy, I was super pumped and couldn’t sit still for even 30 seconds without getting so excited that I had to stand up and jump around again. I had no idea what we were doing, so for a while I debated about what clothes I should wear I’m just like a girl in that respect Levi always looked so clean except for his wildly beautiful hairstyle, which looked clean, it was just wild and kind of all over the place.

Finally, 4:30 rolled around and I went back to that same exact grocery store to meet up with the same exact dreamy cashier with the same exact awesome name.  Levi was waiting out front for me and called “Eren, over here!” as soon as I saw him. I was so relieved that he actually heard me yell my name to him. I was so happy to be with my cashier. My Levi. “So where are we going?” I asked him with a low whisper. “Well, why don’t we just start with dinner and get to know each other” he suggested, happiness glinting in his eyes and the start of a smile rising on his lips. “Sounds perfect,” I said, grabbing his arm and walking him to my car. “So, what do you want for dinner, Levi?”

“Whatever you want. I’m all yours, I’ll have plenty of other times to choose.”

i really can’t express how messed up i am about fay’s bun. why is no one talking about this important issue? who cares if kurogane is in some bad 90s vest when fay has a super cute bun!!! and fay’s bun is extra cute because it’s a realistic super cute bun, like it’s that little flippy one you make when you put your hair in a pony tail and on the last turn you don’t pull your hair all the way through, so you get that little end-of-pony-tail flip that sticks out in whatever direction it feels like. this so normal-every-day-lazy hair stuff. does fay do this all the time? which does he do more often, the pony tail or the cute bun? does he ever where his hair down? i need, like, a lookbook of his hairstyles. what if he braids it. what if he bobby pins his bangs back into a little poof when he doesn’t want them in his eyes. this is world-changing, i haven’t been this happy since the first twc art came out and fay was rocking the quinn fabray high pony