going insane i swear


 I still say he should get more trash cans.                                                   

anonymous asked:


SAME SHOUTY ASK PERSON Who’s going off caps lock because I swear I’m not insane. Marinette knows. You better not destroy this.

*shoving dynamite under Chapter 28* Who told you I was going to destroy anything? They’re a filthy liar. *douses dynamite pile in gasoline*

“Little” Red Riding Hood and the (not so) Big Bad Wolf part 1

On the run from your past, you find yourself in a little town on the edge of the Enchanted Forest. On the other side, your freedom awaits–but getting there might be more complicated than it seems. Between bandits, thieves, warlocks, werewolves and angry swordsmen, you might just die trying.

Reader x Yoongi x Jimin (but not in a poly way, in a love triangle way if that makes sense)

To be somewhere that no one knew you name, face, or what you had done, with no “WANTED” posters with unflattering pictures scrawled on them with unrealistic rewards was refreshing for a change–even if it was just a matter of time before it all caught up with you. 

You could walk around freely in the daytime, something you hadn’t been able to do for months. You were still a little more than paranoid, but you couldn’t afford to look suspicious–not when you were so close to escaping for good. All you needed now was a way through the Forest.

It wasn’t impossible, you knew that much. Just… Improbable. At least, if you went alone. But with a guide? Someone who knew the Forest could make their way through, undead and fairies or not.  

All you had to do now was find someone who could (and would) help you. But first, you decided to stop in a little bakery that the most heavenly smells were wafting out of. There was a group of young girls outside the window, looking in, giggling and blushing, and then looking in again. 

“I think he’s a prince, left here for safe keeping until the time is right.” One girl said dreamily. 

“Or maybe he’s here to find a bride?” Another giggled.

“I’d marry him even if he isn’t a prince.” This girl was actually drooling a bit, and you silently judged her from afar as you made your way to the entrance of the small building. “He can just be a handsome, broke baker, and I’d still marry him in an instant.” 

“Who?” You asked, not sure if you wanted an answer. But curiosity got the better of you, and you were speaking before you knew what you were doing. 

“Seokjin.” The three girls all sighed in unison. 

“He’s beautiful.” The first said helpfully. 

“But can you imagine? Being sister in law to…” The second girls voice trailed off as she saw something over your shoulder. 

Beatrice.” A male voice said from behind you, and you turned to see a young man about your height wearing a bright red cloak glaring at the second girl. 

“Jimin.” She replied curtly. You looked between them, the two of them obviously had some history together. 

“You’re looking particularly annoying today.” Jimin sniffed. 

“It isn’t possible to look annoying, you imbecile.” Beatrice shot back. 

Jimin narrowed his eyes at the girl. “I don’t know, seeing your face always puts me in a bad mood.” Jimin turned to you. “You’re new here. I’m going to do you a favor and tell you not to talk to Beatrice. She uses fancy words in a desperate attempt to sound smart, and her waist is not that small, she wears a corset.” Jimin thumbed his nose at the girl before walking into the bakery.

“How rude of him to absquatulate like that.” Beatrice huffed. You weren’t entirely sure what that word meant, but you didn’t particularly want to ask. 

“Uh, right. That.” You agreed. “I’m just… Going to go…” You followed Jimin into the bakery, away from the strange girls outside. The smells of bread and fresh food overwhelmed your senses, and you took a deep appreciative breath. 

“Hello! What can I get for you today?” The man behind the counter was indeed stunning, and greeted you with a bright smile. His hands were covered in flour, and there was a streek of it across his face, yet somehow it looked good on him. Jimin was sitting on the counter to one side, happily munching on a muffin. You couldn’t remember the last time you had fresh food, and you looked around at it all in wonder. 

“I don’t know…” You said distractedly. “What can I buy with five gold pieces?”

“You have how much?!” Jimin said, his mouth still full of food.

“Leave the customer alone, Jimin.” The man behind the counter warned. 

“I’m not bothering her, Seokjin. We’re friends, right?” He aimed the last remark to you, and you raised your eyebrows. 

“Are we?” You asked, and Jimin hopped off the counter and made his way over to you. 

“Of course we are.” He smiled at you, mischief in his eyes. 

“I apologize for my brother.” Seokjin said, dusting his hands off on his apron. “He’s just a bit…” He glanced at Jimin, seeing that he was eating another muffin. “Quit eating the merchandise!” He snapped. “I swear he’s going to drive me insane.” He muttered, and the air felt colder suddenly. There must be a draft you decided, though it wasn’t particularly cold outside either. 

“Calm down.” Jimin waved a hand dismissively at his brother. “It’s just a muffin and we’re not making a very good impression by bickering like this.” 

“Jimin, go in the back and check that the bread isn’t burning.” Seokjin said. When Jimin whined and didn’t move, you could have sworn it got even colder. “Now, Jimin, or–”

“I know, I know.” Jimin grumbled, taking his time walking around the counter. “Or you’ll turn me into a raccoon. Again.” 

“Raccoon?” You looked between the two confused. 

“Figure of speech.” Seokjin smiled. You had never heard it, but you were a long way from where you grew up–maybe he was telling the truth. “Now what can I get you?” 

You didn’t bother leaving the bakery to eat, too hungry and impatient. There was a small table to one corner where you sat, and Seokjin watched you curiously.  “How long do you plan to stay in town?” He asked. He had cleaned the flour from his face, and several other customers had come and gone while you were there.

“Not long, just until I find what I need.” 

“Do you have a place to stay?” He asked, leaning against the counter. You could still see the group of girls through the window, and you wondered if they always had so little else to do.

“Not as yet, but I’ll find somewhere.” You said around a mouth full of food.

“There’s a spare room upstairs, Jimin and I rent it to people passing through. It’s currently empty if you’d like to use it.” You eyed Seokjin for a moment, assessing him. Not only was he handsome, he was kind and polite as well. Something was definitely off about him, there had to be. No one was that perfect. 

“What is it that you’re looking for?” Jimin asked, emerging from the back where Seokjin had banished him. “Maybe I can help?” 

“Probably not, Jimin.” Seokjin sighed. 

“I’m looking for a guide to get me through the Forest.” You said to Jimin. “Do you know anyone?” 

“As a matter of fact, I do.” Jimin grinned at you. “Park Jimin, at your service–for the right price, of course.” 

A/N This is ridiculous but I’m not even sorry. Can you guess who the big bad wolf is? –Boo

So I was just talking to my brother about Tokyo Ghoul and he was like “Wait a second, if ghouls can regenerate with Rc cells, when they get hungry, why can’t they just munch on their leg or something and it’ll just heal again?” So I explained the kakuja thing and about how it fucks up their minds and his response was “You know, ghouls need something like Weight Watchers but it’s like Rc Watchers. So it monitors their Rc cell intake and they can just munch on their legs but like just enough not to go insane.”

One Day at the Nordic's House
  • Iceland: *stretching in front of stairs*
  • Finland: Whatcha doing?
  • Iceland: Stretching
  • Finland: I can see that. Okay, why are you stretching?
  • Iceland: You gotta stretch before you exercise.
  • Finland: Okay then, what kinda exercise?
  • Iceland: Watch.
  • Iceland: *walks up the stairs*
  • Finland:
  • Iceland:
  • Finland:
  • Iceland:
  • Finland: ...
  • Iceland: See? Exercise.
New Scream
New Scream

Turnover | New Scream

Can I stay at home? I don’t want to go
I don’t want to wake up till the sun is hanging low
Stay up through the night, sleep away the light
Just another dream I had that’s better than my life

Adolescent dreams gave to adult screams
Paranoid that I won’t have all the things they say I need
What if I don’t want a pattern on my lawn
All I know is somethings wrong because everyday

I’m craving that new scream lusting for more than just, old dreams
I’ve been dying to feel alive
And I’ve been wasting all my time, chasing the high

Can I reset my brain? If not I’ll go insane,
I swear to God that I don’t think I can go another day
Am I the only one? Is this in all of us? I hate the thought that I’m alone
But I hope that you’re not


 "It wasn’t even weird. In my opinion I thought it was fucking hot, like the way you moaned when I wrapped my hand around your throat almost made me come,“ Calum confesses and I feel my cheeks heat up and I shake my head.

Originally posted by justinscalum

Words: 2000+

Rating: R

Request: No

"So Y/N, how is the relationship?” Emily ask me. I knot my eyebrows in confusion while taking a sip from the delicious wine that Emily brought when she came to visit me. “What do you mean, ‘how is the relationship going?’. Calum and I have been dating for a year, of course it’s going great.”

“Ugh, Y/N you know what I mean. How is the sex, you never told me.” Emily huffs out and I roll my eyes at her.

“Yeah, I know.” I state, before finishing the last of my wine and pouring some more into my glass, sculptured like seductive curvy woman.

“So you knew, that I never knew, and you still didn’t tell me?” Emily says in shock and I giggle at that before nodding my head.

“That is absolutely rude,” Emily huffs out, her bottom lip popping out like a little child that didn’t get the candy that they begged for.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. How can I make it up to you?” I say in a sad tone, Emily lips begin to perk up in a smile and excitement is beaming in her bright sapphire eyes. I let out a laugh before taking a heavy sip from my wine glass, the alcohol soothing me into relaxation

“You can make it up to me by telling me about your sex life,” Emily beams and I let out a laugh before running my hands through my hair and moving my vision to the gradient black and white counter top that I always fall in love with it when ever I look at it.

“It’s great. Sex with Calum is always great and exhilarating,” I say, shifting my gaze away from the swirling pattern of black and white and to Emily’s cobalt orbs.

“Did you tell Calum about your kink?” Emily ask, her eyebrows moving up and down and my head shaking from side-to-side. When I had a boyfriend, Emily would always assume that I’ve told them about my kink, and since my relationships didn’t even last that long, I found no reason not to. And then I met Calum, and when I found out that he was in a band, I thought that we wouldn’t last that long but surprisingly we did, for a year. And for a year, I still didn’t tell Calum about my kink.

“How come? You know you have to. Is your sex life even that great if your kink isn’t involve.” Emily states while pointing the curvy wine glass in my direction. “My sex life is perfectly fine even if my kink isn’t involve.”

“Oh come one Y/N, total bullshit, you know that you want his hands wrapped around your neck every time he sticks his dick into you!” Emily almost shouts, I quickly feel my cheeks heat up as I make my way over to Emily and slap my hands down onto her mouth.

“Are you fucking kidding me Emily, can you please not shout out my kink, God forbid Calum is listening,” I say and release my hands from Emily’s mouth and she shakes her head before giving me a devious glare.

“I hope to God he is,” Emily says before taking a sip of her wine and I let out a long and heavy sigh before looking at the counter top once again.

“How the hell do I possibly tell Calum that I want him to choke me while having sex with me. I just can’t, he would find it so weird. I just can’t.” I state and Emily lets out a long heavy sigh of annoyance before rubbing my back.

“Haven’t you told any of your ex-boyfriend’s before?” Emily ask and I quickly shake my head. “No I haven’t, the relationship never lasted that long for me to tell them about my kink. And now I’ve been in a relationship with Calum for a year and I still don’t have the courage to tell him.”

“You know what you should do Y/N. Sit Calum down and ask him about his kink’s and then say your own and then you guys try out your kinks together, and there your sex life is perfect because of, Emily Marie Smith.” Emily states and I shake my head quickly. “Calum already told me his kinks and we already did them,”

“Shit,” Emily says with a sad tone.

“You’re telling me Emily Marie Smith is out of ideas?” I ask and Emily lets out a slight laugh before saying yes.

“Listen Y/N, I have to go home and watch the newest American Horror Story episode, but I will text you if I have any ideas to help you with your situation.” Emily says and I nod my head before walking Emily to the front door and watching her leave. As soon as I see her Honda pull out of the drive way, I begin to make my way back into the kitchen and picking up the dinner dishes and the wine glasses, setting them into the sink.

“Have I told you that I love your ass?” I hear Calum’s voice say from behind me before I feel his hands begin to rub my ass cheeks through my tights. “At least a billon times,”

“Well, guess what? I love your ass,” Calum breathes against my neck before I feel Calum grasp my ass cheeks in his hands. I giggle before drying my hands off and turning around in Calum’s grip. “Well sometimes Calum, You need to take your hands off my ass, especially when we are around my parents,”

“But your ass looks lonely without my hands not on it,” Calum huffs out and I giggle before I feel Calum gasp my ass in his palm one more time before bringing his lips to mine. Our tongues swirling and dancing onto one another, and God does it feel good.

“Calum, I need you right now,” I moan into his mouth when I feel one of his hands grasp my heat into his hand, my back immediately bucking off the counter top and into Calum’s broad chest. I feel Calum smirk against my lips before he breaks the kiss and lefts me up and off the ground, making his way to our bedroom.

Gently placing me on our bed, Calum dives right in to what he was doing previously. His hands are roaming up and down my body, cupping any part that can give me any type of sensation, and his mouth, just working incredible wonders and God does it feel good.

 "Calum if you don’t touch me right now, I swear to God I will go insane,“ I moan when I feel Calum rub me over my tights.

"Baby, you gotta be patient,” Calum says against my neck before peeling his face out of my neck. I watch as Calum sits on his knees and is pulling his shirt off, I will never get tired of seeing Calum’s tone body in front of my eyes, it just gets me even more excited.

As Calum throws his regular black t-shirt across the room, he then leans down and leaves little sweet kisses down my neck, but every once in a while will swirl his tongue against my neck, only making me whimper in response. As Calum continues to cascade down my neck with kisses, I feel his fingertips playing with the hem of my green tank top before rising it up inch-by-inch, before tugging it over my head, my plain black Calvin Klein bra on display.

“You’re gonna be the the death of me,” Calum says to me before reaching behind me and unclasping my bra, as soon as my bra is thrown across the room to lie with Calum’s shirt, I feel Calum’s warm swollen lips, envelope my perky cold nipples. His warm tongue swirling and twirling my nipple around in his mouth and it doesn’t make me shut up, it just lets whimpers and moans slip out of my mouth.

Once Calum is done trending to both of my nipples and giving them both the attention that they deserve, Calum begins to press small kisses down my body, his chocolate brown eyes stuck on mine as he continues to make his way down my body.

When Calum reaches the band of my tights, I watch as his tongue runs along my hips. His tongue moving from left to right, but his eyes still stuck on mine, making me whimper with satisfaction. When Calum is done running his tongue along my hips and making me whimper uncontrollably, he finally begins to pull down my leggings, leaving me in my black lace thong that I threw on this morning when getting out of the shower.

“You really are going to be the death of me.” Calum says before dropping his head between my legs, his breath hitting my clothed core, but it is soon naked when Calum nearly tears it off of my body. I let a moan slip past my lips when I feel Calum’s finger rub gently up and down my heat, and fuck does it feel so good.

“You’re so wet.” Calum says, and that’s all he says before I feel his tongue dive into my heat. His tongue swirling, twirling, dancing inside of me and it feels so good that my eyes roll to the back of my head and my hands are gripping and grapping at Calum’s raven locks but he doesn’t stop me, but instead he looks at me with those coffee coloured eyes and his cheeky smile, knowing that he is ruining me.

The pleasure is already too much for me to handle and then I feel Calum push in one of his slender fingers, my head lolling back, my body feeling like Jello. As soon as his index finger enters me, it still isn’t enough satisfaction for Calum, so he adds another slender finger inside me, this time my back is bucking up and off the bed, my fingers tugging on Calum’s hair when I feel my orgasm take over me.

 All I hear is loud slurping sounds and I can feel Calum running his hands up and down my body before I see his head pop up from between my legs and kneel in front of me, once again.

“Now Y/N, I think we’re gonna try something new today.” Calum states before he leans in and presses his lips against mine, I gently bite on his bottom lip which only makes him groan response. Calum begins tugging off his tight black skinny jeans and boxers, leaving them to lay on the floor with our pervious clothes.

“Fuck, baby,” I moan, when feel Calum rub his member up and down my folds, teasingly rubbing my clit a few times before he finally slips his member into me. A moan slips past my lips as I feel Calum’s thick member thrusting inside of me, and god does it feel good.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Calum whimpers in my neck, and I will always fall in love whenever Calum whimpers. Him sounding so innocent but so hot at the same time, and I also love the fact that I am making him whimper, nobody else. Just me.

 "Baby,“ I moan, when I feel Calum’s thrusts beginning to pick up speed.

"You like this, don’t you?” Calum says before moving his left hand away from my head and gently placing it around my neck and squeezing gently before his other hands trails down my body and begins to rub fast figure eights on my clit.

“Fuck,” I moan, and I feel my eyes rolling to the back of my head from this pleasurable sensation. I feel it, shake my whole entire body, my legs quivering, my eyes clamping shut, and my hands tugging roughly on Calum’s back. I whimper when I feel Calum spill inside of me, before leaning down and pressing a long and heavy kiss on my now bruised lips.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Calum ask, once he lies himself next to me, his eyes staring into mine with worry. “Because you would have thought that it was weird,”

“It wasn’t even weird. In my opinion I thought it was fucking hot, like the way you moaned when I wrapped my hand around your throat almost made me come,” Calum confesses and I feel my cheeks heat up and I shake my head.

“So you don’t think it’s weird?” I ask and stare into Calum’s caramel coloured eyes. “Nope, I think it’s hot. Don’t worry baby, we will definitely be doing this more in the bedroom.” Calum says before pulling me into his chest and pressing is lips against my forehead.

Come Closer

*Chris Motionless smut pls? he is very rough and dominant.*
A/N: Here it is, Anon! Hope it’s enjoyable 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸
Today was the day, the day that I’ve been waiting on for months. Chris comes home from tour, not only that, it’s our year anniversary too.
We met at a Halloween party my best friend, Ash hosted last year. Once she introduced us, we hit it off. Not to be too cliche but, It was like we were two puzzle pieces that fit together perfectly.
Half the reason we fit together was because of our weird sexual fantasies, Chris loved to be dominant, and I don’t mind being dominated one bit. So it’s pretty accurate to say that we have some fun in the bedroom, especially when he gets off of tour.
So with that said, I knew tonight was going to be an eventful time.
I looked at the clock, 5:52. He is supposed to be here by six, and I couldn’t stop looking at the clock every four seconds. It felt like the minutes moved by like hours.
But finally I heard a car door shut, I perked up and saw the front door open. With all the speed I had, I bolted towards Chris, knocking the air out of him and probably scaring the shit out of him.
He started to chuckle, “miss me?”
“Fuck yes! Of course I did!”
We let go of each other and he smiled down at me
“Since it’s our year anniversary, I present you with this gift.” He spoke like a olden time knight, which made me giggle. But then my giggles were soon shut up by my own gasp, as he got down on one knee and pulled out a little burgundy felt box.
“(Y/N) I’ve loved you since the first day I met you, and I knew that I never wanted to see you get hurt. When I was on a day off on tour, I went out and saw this and had to buy it.” He opened up the box and inside was a beautiful black gemstone ring.
I covered my mouth with my hand as he put it on me,
“It’s a promise ring, and I’m promising that I’ll never hurt you or let another guy hurt you. I want you to be happy and I want to always be there for you,” he stood up and kissed me, “I love you”
“I love you too” I responded
“Now for my present!” I told him, he laughed and followed me as I grabbed ahold of his hand and pulled him towards the bedroom.

“Holy shit…” He spoke in astonishment as he looked around, seeing the candles I had lit and the wine bottle and two glasses I had set out, along with the roses on the bed. On his bedside table, I had put the MAC makeup products I had bought him too.
“This is perfect” Chris spoke, with a look that read ‘I’m planning something’
“I hoped it would be. Now do you want to use it or just talk about it?” I asked, which was the thing that set him off.

He pulled me into the room more and slammed the door, then pushed me up against the wall.
“Awe kitten, are you eager to be alittle naughty?” He whispered in my ear, I could feel the heat growing in between my thighs.
“Yes Chris.” I replied to him, knowing he like to be called Chris because it made him feel in control.
“Good, now let’s get started, shall we?”
Before I could answer he melted his mouth onto mine, and shoved his tongue into my mouth, exploring and occasionally biting my lip. I let out a little moan, making him growl in response.
“Moan for me, make me know you love it.” I nodded and kept that in mind.
He picked me up by my thighs and threw me into our big bed. Then climbed on top of me and started to kiss my neck, finding my sweet spot instantly. I let out a breathy moan, and he started to bite the spot, surely leaving a huge hickey.
“This has to go” he spoke, and pulled my shirt up and over my head. I took his shirt off and threw it onto the floor. He began to massage my breasts, seeing as I had no bra on.
He took me right boob into his mouth and continued to massage the other one.
“Chris!” I moaned out
He just kept going and got me to be a moaning mess, begging for attention where I really needed it.
He finally stopped and unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down, along with my underwear. Then pulled his jeans and boxers down. We kicked our clothes into the floor and without warning, he slammed into me making me scream.
“Ah shit! (Y/N) you feel s-so good” he groaned out and continued to ruthlessly pound into me.
As he kept going I felt the knot in my stomach grow, “Chris! Ah! I’m close!” I moaned out
“Hold it, cum when I say”
Hold it? He’s insane I swear.
He kept going and making noises that made me want to just ignore his command and release.
I was a whining mess by now and Chris knew I needed to release and was using that to torture me.
“Chris!” I yelled out, as I couldn’t hold it any longer
“Just hold on for alittle more kitten, for me”
I moaned out in response and tried to ignore the pain of holding this feeling in.
Finally he spoke the words that sounded like sweet music to me.

“Come for me kitten”
My back arched and I felt a wave of bliss wash over me, all of the moans I had to silence came out and my body felt like it was in heaven.
Chris moaned right when he saw me do that. He released inside of me then pulled out.
“Holy shit that was hot” he spoke.
I laughed and nodded.
“Round two?” I asked

“Fuck yeah” he spoke
And round two began

🌸I hope it was okay, feedback?🌸

anonymous asked:

All the rfa and their mc doing the bf/gf does my makeup challenge on each other please? :D

(a/n this isn’t like a video or something and it’s just the RFA members getting their makeup done and them doing yours(pps I didn’t want this to be too long so i changed the layout a lil and shortened it - it’s just for this hc) 


˚ doing his makeup:

  • i feel like he’d ASK you to do his makeup around halloween?? (he wants to look cool)
  • he sees your makeup and how you managed to make your lipstick look like dried blood, and it looked like you had a bruise
  • jealous yoosung because his girlfriend looks so badass ◔̯◔
  • and he’s there probably wearing a smurf costume or something
  • so you start doing his makeup and he sits there and asks what EVERYTHING IS
  • when you have more than one of the same thing he freaks out because 
  • why??
  • “ ..so what’s this?” // “oh.. thats eyeshadow yoosungie!” 
  • “ oh.. and this?”// “..um.. it’s eyeshadow..” 
  • “ and this?” // still eyeshadow” 
  • there’s 3 eyeshadows? why is that so much? aren’t they all brown sha-?
  • no its coffee, caramel and expresso theres a difFERENCE 
  • you have to get him to shut up by telling him that if eyeliner gets in his eye then there’s a 95% chance he’ll go blind
  • literally shuts up so fast and doesn’t move a muscle - the child is SO gullible
  • stares in the mirror when he’s done because wow my skin looks flawless???
  • (purchases bb cream the next day and asks you to put it on for him)
  • has a fit when eyeliner smudges into his eye and almost runs to the hospital without you knowing

˚ doing your makeup:

  • …yoosung if you put foundation in my eye I will kill you..
  • you guys just got bored one day and he wanted to test his skills on how well he’d be able to do your makeup after seeing a few videos on youtube
  • uses everything wrong its so bad
  • okay but since when have I had pink shadows in my eyebrows Yoosung
  • dies at the amount of brushes you have
  • “so this brush is for contouring?” //yes!”
  • “and this is for highlight?” //mhm” (omg he’s learning)
  • “alright!… soo… what are they again?” (nvm
  • (ง ͠° ͟ل͜ ͡°)ง
  • at the end of the ‘challenge’ he gives you a worried glance because he knows that he didn’t get ANYTHING in place
  • you were to blame for the cakey foundation though
  • him being a baby you didn’t want him to stop putting makeup on you because his hands were hella soft and he was so gentle with you 
  • no yoosung thats not enough foundation!!” 
  • “…the video said to use about 3 pumps.. i’ve used 13!”
  • ignore the video pls babe carry on


˚ doing his makeup:

  • it’d be like a last minute thing or something
  • his makeup stylist wasn’t there for the show and he just trusts you to do it 
  • but you’re lowkey embarrassed when he starts correcting you about what products you’re using
  • “uh.. I think thats a contour brush ”// “oh right yeah sorry (fUCK)
  • although him being the gentleman that he is he probably shuts up after noticing you getting embarrassed 
  • just lets you get on with it no matter how you apply it
  • he only knows about the products because he’s constantly being forced to wear it btw
  • whines saying the that the foundation smells like paint and his pores will be clogged 
  • oh god they’re trying to poison my skin :(((
  • just shut up
  • compliments your skills as soon as you’re done - even if he doesn’t like it at all
  • also the type of person to record you while doing his makeup on his phone on snapchat
  • when you go really close to him to do his eye makeup he stares you down but the corner of his lip is curving upwards slightly (omg no .. Zen.. stop)
  • hey…can’t stay away from me, can you? & he pecks your lips and you feel his lips linger a bit before he rests back in his chair again
  • his eyeliner is a lil shaky after that because damn he knows how to fuck you right up

˚ doing your makeup:

  • he has a bet with you saying that he could probably be able to do your makeup in 10 minutes and it would turn out decent
  • pffffffffffft okay
  • but then he actually starts like doing the right things and techniques and ur like just like
  • wait wait wait wait wait wait no 
  • he’s blending everything properly and oh my GOD 
  • why is my highlight looking extremely good 
  • what kinda witchcraft..
  • i knew u were a witch with your white cat tail looking ass ponytail
  • it’s? so? good?
  • you’re looking in the mirror and you’re so ??? because you look hot but h o w??
  • you give him the evil eyes as he just smirks at you with his arms crosssed leaning against the door as it to say “I told you so
  • but he immediately grabs a wet wipe to take your makeup off
  • shit I’ll never look this good again..
  • hey… I haven’t taken my selfies yet 
  • “.. take them with your bare face.. i like my baby faced princess
  • no amount of foundation can cover up your blushing cheeks before he pinches them and lightly plants a kiss on both cheeks
  • he’s slowly making you go insane I swear 


˚ doing her makeup / doing your makeup: 

  • i grouped this because you’d do this to each other all the time and this is just goals tf
  • like your neighbours could hear you guys in the morning
  • WHERES THE BEAUTY BLENDER ”// “I’d appreciate if you stopped screaming MC.. I’m using it.
  • ˚ 2 minutes later ˚
  • she has very steady hands so whenever you’d mess up doing your eyeliner you’d whine and run towards Jaehee
  • “ pleaseee Baehee?”
  • she’d sigh before setting down the powder and holding your chin as she drew a thin line across your eyelid
  • you thank her and give her a peck on the cheek & she responds with “You’ll mess up my base ..” (but she’s blushing)
  • lots of complaints about finishing each other’s makeup but you’d both be recommending products to each other
  • “MC.. that mascara makes your eyelashes extremely clumpy I’d advise you not to touch that with a pole
  • thanks my loVE ( i need this so bad^^)
  • doing each other’s makeup in the car is definitely a thing 
  • especially to dinner events when you both have to dress up and Jaehee doesn’t want to stand out 
  • make it ur mission for her to feel beautiful
  • you’d tell her to put on lipstick and she’d refuse 100 times before you just lean over and kiss her on the lips transferring some of your red colour to her lips
  • oops? guess I gotta fill it in?
  • (there was no need to put blush on Jaehee you look like a tomato)
  • she’d let you cup her face as you try put on lipstick in he moving car and whenever you’d mess up she’d sigh in frustration
  • but giggle to herself inwardly as well because shit you’re adorable


˚ doing his makeup:

  • you’d definitely have to force him or use aegyo (he pretends he hates it but it makes the man w e a k )
  • just imagining Jumin with a red lip made you double over in laughter and he stared at you just laughing to yourself
  • you tell him its a commoner tradition for when couples get together and he believes it? (yoosung vs jumin for gullibility)
  • as soon as you start he just looks at all the products
  • holy christ thats a lot of shimmer
  • watches the products go on to his face he’s literally frozen stiff
  • he’s terrified of what he’s becoming and tenses up every time you start giggling to yourself 
  • being a commoner is hard.. °Д°
  • when you’re done he lets you take pictures of him before literally running to the bathroom and looking in the mirror he ends up cracking a smile to himself
  • probably takes a blurry selfie before captioning it ‘commoner tradition part 1″ and posting it on the chat
  • Zens saves the photo and posts it everywhere and the other RFA members are d y i n g
  • Jaehee informs him that the ‘tradition’ doesn’t exist and he refuses to leave the bathroom for a while as he can hear the office workers snickering outside
  • ah..shit..

˚ doing your makeup:

  • literally a confused puppy
  • when you ask him to do your makeup he’s confused because he can’t say for you to do it yourself
  • because that’s rude (he’s LEARNING)
  • so he warns you he doesn’t know what he’s doing and just opens your makeup bag… just to stare at it
  • I’d like my makeup done today Mr Han - are you going to let down a client?? 
  • he gets freaked out at you referring to him as ‘Mr Han’ (lowkey turned on too) and randomly grabs an item and starts putting it on your face 
  • the type to talk to himself while doing your makeup and is he’s really concentrating
  • no.. her eyelids aren’t usually all black… her cheeks don’t usually look this dark fu- maybe I should try blend it - nope - ugh
  • he’s so cute up close with his furrowed eyebrows and rolled up shirt sleeves as he tries his best not to poke and prod you too much
  • when you’re done he steps back and analyses his work before realising that he cared a little too much
  • adjusts his suit and apologises for.. ‘the situation on your face’ before hurriedly walking away (jumin vs jaehee for shyness)
  • the thing is your face isn’t that bad?
  • he used the wrong products in the wrong places ie eyebrow pencil on your eyelid and mascara in your eyebrows
  • but it was okay??
  • Jumin is hidden behind the door peering through the gap in the lock and when he sees you smile he releases a sigh of relief and returns to his office with a lil bounce in his step


˚ doing his makeup:

  • this extra motherfucker
  • he says that he needs you to do his makeup for a cosplay and when you try make him do it himself he pouts and wraps himself around you making it impossible for you to move
  • o- kAY fi-ne i can-t breaTHE
  • I hate him so much he ends up messing about 
  • like when you’re doing his red lipstick he ends up doing a very ugly duck face at you so you can’t do it properly
  • probably puckers his lips trying to get you to kiss him but no thanks
  • ends up kissing you anyway and you scream because red slobber over your cheek wHYYYY
  • acts like a typical stereotypical bitch’ and critiques everything you do (jokingly)
  • “um.. red isn’t even my colour..” (its the colour of your hair you dumb twit)
  • “excuse me but red lips and a brown eyeshadow - nah UH HONEY” (whispers) “…butter chip
  • “this winged eyeliner is messier than Yoosung’s room - uMM!”
  • “noo, this doesn’t go with my out-”
  • his face ends up being a hot mess but he still takes 1000 selfies with you anyway and the poses are all. so. dramatic.
  • he does the pucker/duck pose and his hands are on his hips and it takes you a few shots to get the picture without being blurry because you’re laughing sO HARD

˚ doing your makeup: 

  • but he doesn’t do it well on you ofc not - he wants you to suffer :))
  • insists that he could become a beauty guru and sets up a camera because why NOT
  • “hi guys it’s makeupbyluciel666 and I’m going to be doing MC’s makeup today”
  • you know this isn’t going to end up well for you so you just sit there praying
  • he makes you close your eyes?? tf why??
  • so you do and he starts putting something on your face and 
  • wtf is that oh my god is that
  • …peanut butter
  • he’s smearing peanut butter on your face for foundation
  • you snort with laughter looking at yourself in the viewfinder and he grins as well glad to see that you’re not too mad
  • he then gets nutella and places it infront of his palm to the camera in order to get it to ‘focus’
  • “this is my contour I hope you can see!”
  • overusing it as you giggle feeling his finger swirling round your face
  • its a very weird experience
  • at the end your face is just a brown goopy mess and you want to cover your face but you can’t!!
  • she endS the video by him licking your face and you screeching because oh my gOD eW WHAT THE FUCK
  • he never posts the video anywhere (security) but he saves it into a USB drive 
  • (mini spoiler: puts it in his memory book too where the pictures of ****** are)
  •  screen shots the end where he licks your face and puts it as his screensaver because relationship goals
  • Bonus: you find peanut butter behind your ear 3 weeks later and randomly snort on the train earning you weird glances


Another half of the Fairy Tail fandom: WHAT IS GONNA HAPPEN? MAVIS!!! ZEREF!!! SPRIGGAN 12!!!! WHATATATTATAT!!!!!?!?!?!??!?

That one half of the Fairy Tail fandom: HOLY SHIT WENDY MY BBY !!!


Other people of the Fairy Tail fandom: where Jellal at thoooooo????



I’m about to go mentally insane soon I swear. I need a break omg I miss it here so much but Im like honestly so tired from all the working. This week is a 7 day work week and I don’t get a day off until Tuesday of next week. All I’ve been doing is pretty much Sleeping, eating, working, coupon organizing and back to sleeping. I’m so bored omg.

So take this post as a hiatus notice. I will resume being active on Tuesday of next week. I’ll still pop in and lurk but right now I’m just exhausted. 


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[sighs, taking off her sunglasses as she sits in front of your character] Okay, I swear to God I’m going to go insane if you don’t answer this to me right now; did everyone make some sort of mommy pact while I was vacationing in Europe or why the heck am I the only one childless, loveless and alone?

Can I stay at home, I don’t want to go
I don’t want to wake up till the sun is hanging low
Stay up through the night, sleep away the light
Just another dream I had that’s better than my life

Adolescent dreams gave to adult screams
Paranoid that I won’t have all the things they say I need
What if I don’t want a pattern on my lawn
All I know is somethings wrong because everyday

I’m craving that new scream lusting for more than just, old dreams
I’ve been dying to feel alive
And I’ve been wasting all my time, chasing the high

Can I reset my brain if not I’ll go insane,
I swear to God that I don’t think I can go another day
Am I the only one, is this in all of us, I hate the thought that I’m alone
But I hope that your not
craving that new scream, lusting for more than just, old dreams
I’ve been dying to feel alive
And I’ve been wasting all my time, chasing the high

Still craving more than just, the same as how it was, I’ve been collecting dust
And I’ve been waiting still craving…

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