he thought he was so hot

anonymous asked:

I feel like dex would understand how shitty in class debates are when you're having a bad speech day. Spoiler alert: it's fucking terrible

100%. he knows what it’s like to have something great and important to say, but to feel like you’re choking on the first syllables of your sentence. he knows what it’s like to feel your hands start shaking as soon as the teacher says “class discussion” or “presentation” or “debate.” he knows what it’s like to have to edit and rework his thoughts before he says them because he knows what words or sounds will trip him up. he knows what it’s like to have so much to offer, but only provide the bare minimum, because the more words you say, the more opportunities you have to stutter. he knows what it’s like to have hot cheeks and a hotter temper when he gets scolded for using “like” or “um.” he knows what it’s like to be pegged as ‘shy’ or ‘standoffish’ because he never speaks up. he knows what it’s like, and he knows that it fucking blows.

clydeandjanie  asked:

✿ and hydejackie (yes, i'm desperate for your m stuff)

✿ - Sex headcanon

Jackie always thought she hated dirty talk, her other experience with it was terrible and it never get her going. Like, never. 

But Hyde is freaking good at it. She’s sure as hell she can come by only listening to him saying all he is going to do to her. So, one day she brings it up and he likes the idea of trying it, see if that works for her.

He is realistic, though. He knows it’s almost imposible for that to happen but it sounds fun and he knows she really gets hot with his dirty talking, so the try may be worth some fun.

It starts with them down at the basement with their friends, he is always murmuring dirty stuff to her and she always smiles or moves her hips slowly in agreement, so he does that.

She’s sitting on his lap when he starts talking on her ear and he can feel her tense up and smile, so he keeps talking, slowly getting the heat of his words up and the more he talks, the more she shifts over him and plays with her hair, and responds by moving her hips, getting and close as she can to him.

By the time she’s squeezing his hand and he looks up to see if something is wrong, he realizes it worked. She does a great job at mantaining her expressions as neutral as she can, but he is smirking, wide and amazed because oh boy.

He can make his chick come by just talking.

They disappear into his room after and everyone else gets out because ‘Christ guys, stop intoxicating the basement with your filth!’.

“So,” he starts after, “you are really into words, uh?”

She slaps his shoulder in responde but yes, yes she is.

casual reminder that

at the banquet

Victor stalked followed Yuuri with his gaze

his very focused

curious gaze…

ALL

FREAKING

NIGHT

LONG

WAIT SO YUURI WAS BASICALLY CATFISHED INTO THINKING VIKTOR NIKIFOROV WAS THIS LEGENDARY SKATER WHO WAS AMAZING AND HOT BUT IT ENDED UP HES NOT AND THAT HES AN AFFECTIONATE DORK WHOS IMPULSIVE AND LOVING
AND VIKTOR WAS CATFISHED TO YUURI BECAUSE HE THOUGHT HE WAS A SEXY POLE DANCING CHARMING SKATER BUT HES ACTUALLY AN INSECURE NERVOUS CHUBBY INNOCENT LIL BOY
THIS IS THE BEST CATFISH STORY I’VE HEARD EVER

100 reasons to love Daniel James Howell

Phil’s appreciation post

The main point of this is to show that we should love and appreciate him whatever the situation. So without further ado, here are 100 reasons to love Daniel James Howell a.k.a. @danisnotonfire! Feel free to add to the list!

  1. His name is so bloody British and I love it.
  2. He’s British and so has a British accent.
  3. He has the warmest eyes on the planet.
  4. He is a soft squish…
  5. …but also really fucking hot.
  6. He fits perfectly into the “get a man who can do both” scheme in every way possible.
  7. He is patient.
  8. He is really fucking kind, loving and affectionate.
  9. His sarcasm is on point.
  10. He’s the ultimate memelord…
  11. …but he is a human who feels human emotions and has human thoughts.
  12. He has a better origin story than Batman.
  13. He is intelligent.
  14. He is also really fucking creative.
  15. He has a wide range of talents…
  16. …including being a great actor, singing and playing piano.
  17. He is consistently loyal.
  18. He is unapologetic in who he is and what he thinks.
  19. Even when he hated himself, he didn’t try to change himself in anyway.
  20. He is aware of his limitations and has not a drop of arrogance.
  21. His hair always looks good, whether straight, hobbity, in a quiff or just unnecessarily long.
  22. He was the cutest foetus, and is now the cutest man.
  23. He has taught me more about life in less than a year than I’ve learned anywhere else.
  24. He has shown so much wisdom and so many well-thought-out ideas…
  25. …and god knows how many more he has.
  26. Basically he’s the wisest man I’ve ever met at the young age of 25.
  27. He is honest and expressive about who he is.
  28. He has stuck with us since 2009. TWO THOUSAND AND NINE.
  29. He deserves the world, but I don’t remember the last time he asked us or anyone for anything.
  30. He has a great sense of humour.
  31. He is relatable and understands how people think.
  32. He is open to diversity in society and ideals in every topic area.
  33. His best friend is the world’s other leading sweetheart, Philip Michael Lester.
  34. Together they are the sun and the moon (who’s who, I’ll let you decide).
  35. Together they’ve done so much and pushed the boundaries, which include:
  36. - Writing two books full of memories and good-natured banter, which you can tell were made straight from the heart.
  37. - Making a game together.
  38. - Doing an original long-term radio show on BBC Radio 1.
  39. - Writing a script for a full-scale stage show.
  40. - Taking that stage show around the world to meet as many of their fans as possible.
  41. - Making that stage show and its development into two movies.
  42. I literally could go on for hours about what they’ve done together, which is a feat in itself and deserves to be its own reason.
  43. Basically they are YouTube’s Power Duo, as acclaimed by the King of YouTube himself.
  44. They’ve been best friends for over seven years, and roommates for about five (as of the date this post was published).
  45. They are totally identical and yet total opposites.
  46. You get the idea, they are friendship goals is what I’m saying.
  47. He never uses clickbait - all his titles and thumbnails are completely relevant to the video’s content/purpose…
  48. …which is not the same for most YouTubers or internet stars, which makes him even more special.
  49. He has brown hair. (This is a matter of personal preference, but brown hair is hot, okay? Don’t kinkshame me.)
  50. He is a nerd, and nerds are cool.
  51. He encourages weirdness.
  52. He appreciates the art form and subculture that is video-gaming.
  53. He loves and appreciates anime…
  54. …and is generally a massive weeaboo.
  55. He has dimples, really deep ones at that.
  56. His smile lights up a dark room…
  57. …as does his laugh.
  58. While he can be a kinky lil shit, he is also the purest man I’ve ever known.
  59. He has freckles.
  60. His collarbones, thighs and arms are ∞/10 (let’s be real though, everything is).
  61. He understands irony, which in this generation is a necessary life skill.
  62. He has inspired creativity and art.
  63. He has great taste in music.
  64. His obsession with shibes is my aesthetic.
  65. His aesthetic is on point.
  66. He is kind of a devil but also an angel (thought I’d mention this on no. 66).
  67. He’s so affectionate and expressive, you have no idea.
  68. He is never afraid to stand up for who he loves…
  69. …or what he thinks is right.
  70. Basically he cares more about justice than his own reputation, I wish more people were like that.
  71. He is honest.
  72. He is good with animals and loves dogs.
  73. He has saved millions of lives, including mine.
  74. Very few people have achieved the above point at all in history…
  75. …and he did it with just a laptop, a camera and wit…
  76. …and he did it in less than a decade. Tell me he’s not a hero.
  77. He makes an active effort to interact with us by hosting weekly liveshows and responding to our tweets.
  78. He is able to joke about his mistakes and insecurities.
  79. He is able to discuss death and existentialism.
  80. He’s over 6ft tall. (What? Tall people are another one of my kinks. Don’t lie to me, you can relate and you know it.)
  81. He’s brought people together and inspired friendship and love.
  82. He’s really fucking brave.
  83. He isn’t one to kinkshame people.
  84. He calls himself jealous, but was he jealous when Phil won Creator of the Year at the BONCAs? Hell, no. He was happier that Phil won it than he would have been if he himself had won it.
  85. Phil called him up on stage to share the award with him but at the end he still said “Phil Lester, everyone!” and in doing so was still giving Phil full credit.
  86. If he’d won that award, we all know that he would have called Phil up just like Phil did to him.
  87. Basically he’s really fucking selfless.
  88. He’s not afraid to show what he has/feels against society and labels. That takes guts.
  89. He isn’t one to get involved in drama, and when he does it’s for the right reason.
  90. He’s donated thousands of pounds to charity, including 100% of the profits from The Internet Is Here.
  91. He cowrote and featured in a chart-topping single with Phil, The Internet Is Here.
  92. He doesn’t underestimate us, or anyone else.
  93. He doesn’t undervalue us either, he really loves and cherishes us.
  94. He has always persevered, whether dealing with bullying or self-esteem issues or pressure from work/uni.
  95. He is very civilised and cultured.
  96. He has worked very hard on every single project he’s ever engaged, whether it be a BBC documentary or a stage show or just a casual video.
  97. He handles negativity extremely well.
  98. He is the literal antonym of the term ‘sell-out’.
  99. He’s learned not to give a fuck about how people perceive him, which is something many people never learn.
  100. He is everything and more that we could ask of anyone, and is the perfect role model/idol. We need more people like him to exist, and I love him to the bottom of my heart.
  101. 100 reasons doesn’t even begin to cover why we should love Daniel James Howell, but it’s a start.
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Never gonna let you go
Giving you my heart and soul

I was just reading the comments to @porcupine-girl’s coffee shop AU Here Come the Dreams (it’s lovely, by the way) and I thought of a prompt: Openly gay NHL prodigy Eric Bittle, just recruited to the Falconers, stumbles upon a wonderful coffeeshop in the his new team’s home town. He doesn’t understand why the handsome young man behind the counter (Jack Zimmermann, who opened his shop in Providence before the NHL put a team there) is acting so strangely, but Bitty loves the man’s coffee and loves the man’s latte art.

(Jack, meanwhile, is d y i n g, because Eric Bittle is everything he wanted to be?? and so hot??? and is FLIRTING WITH HIM he cannot even deal)

an taehyung apple a day keeps the doctors away ✨

this is available as a sticker on my redbubble c:

Tater? Didn’t know he was bi until he met Ransom

just, listen to me. I figured out I was bi when I caught myself staring at my oldest friend’s cleavage. Like, I was 17. Sometimes you don’t figure out you’re bi, because, you know, heteronormativity and all that, you tell yourself, I like the opposite gender and this fascination for my own gender are friendships/admiration/whatever.

So bi Tater who never even thought he was bi until that Haus party where he met Jack’s old team, and, well, he knew how to appreciate beauty in all its forms but, no one was pretty like Ransom. NO ONE. Tater just couldn’t stop staring.

At one point in the evening, he grabs Jack by the arm, eyes lost.

‘Zimmbonni. You made coming out to us last month, yes?’

‘Yeah?’

‘Now is my turn. This is me coming out. To you.’

‘Oh? Oh! It’s great, Tater, thank you for-’

‘I have known for last five minutes.’

‘…Really?’

‘Yes. Your friend Ransom too pretty. I not straight anymore.’

‘…It doesn’t really work like that-’

‘Too pretty for me to stay straight.’

Anyway, I can’t remember if anyone else posted about this, so I thought I would take a shot.

I am so bad at capturing the images from the show. If there is a tutorial I can read, I would love it.

However, i noticed this:

You should be wearing the hat

go and solve a crime together. Make him wear the hat!


Actually he should wear the hat as a tribute to me. I’m dead, I’d really appreciate it.

there are a few more times she says it I believe. I know at least once she says “I told you he should have worn the hat”

And then I remembered this:

Is John’s subconscious telling him he should be having sex with Sherlock?

Is “making Sherlock wear the hat” code for “banging Sherlock like a drum”?

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“God, black leather jackets are so hot.” You breathed out as you, Sam, Dean and Cas strolled pass a high end store.

“Hot? I had no idea clothing had such a high temperature…” Cas said, eyebrows forwarding as he over thought your comment. You giggled, shaking your head softly. 

“No, Castiel. I meant that leather jackets look very handsome on men.” You corrected yourself.

“You think leather jackets are hot?” Dean raised an eyebrow and you nodded simply.

-

The motel was dewy and cold. You shivered and cuddled into the bed further. “Where’s Dean?” You asked Sam as he punched the keys on his laptop quickly. 

“Hmm?” He hummed softly and turned towards you a little. “Oh, Dean. Yeah he went out or whatever. Hey, you hungry?”

“Starving.” You smiled and thanked the gentle giant as he headed out the door to grab some grub.

Dean walked into the room no longer than 5 minutes later. “Hi.” You smiled and continued scrolling through your phone.

Dean stayed silent for a minute. “Y/N.”

“Yes?” You asked, confused. 

Dean didn’t answer for a solid ten minutes, making you return to your previous activities. 

“Anything?” He said impatiently. 

“What?”

Dean looked down, tugging at new leather jacket. 

You flushed, feeling as if you were missing something. “You got a haircut?”

“Nevermind, dammit.” 

Have You Ever Heard The Sound Of More Headcanons Appearing On Your Dash?

wOuLD yOU LikE TO?

So I like the idea of Sport and Robbie being everybody’s metaphorical fathers

(Can also be found at: @sportarobbieincantation)


•Robbie will sometimes take the kids into his lair when it’s too hot outside and just let them play around

•So long as they don’t break anything, of course
•He makes snacks and everything
•The first time Robbie “reluctantly” did this, Sportacus lost his shit
•He thought something horrible had happened and it made it worse because his crystal wasn’t saying anything
•Eventually, his elven hearing picked up on music coming from underground and he had never run to the lair hatch quicker in his life
•He raced downed it and was immediately upset that he hadn’t brought a camera
•Robbie was dancing the Macarena with the kids and they were all ENJOYING themselves
•"I knew you’d be a great dad.“

•Another time, Sportacus had shown up and they were all cuddled up in the chair.
•All of them, Robbie and all the kids just snuggled up together asleep
•Bonus points because Robbie had Stephanie cradled in his arms rather protectively and she was hugging him back
•Sportacus had a camera that time
———
•Robbie’s favorite tool will always be mallets and hammers. He has some type of magical connection to them that not even he understands.

•He has kinds of all shapes and sizes when it comes to his hammer tools, some even bigger than himself
•Sportacus failed to lift one of the larger ones, but then Robbie picked it up and slung it over his shoulder no problem???
•"You can’t even lift me!”
•Anything made with these hammers is connected to Robbie in a magical sense, like his microwave or his disguise machine
•Sportacus has seen Robbie wield them as a weapon only once and he made a vow to never make him mad enough to see again
•"How can you lift those?“/“Magic or sumthin’, I dunno.”
———
•Trixie: “SO STEPHANIE’S THE FAVORITE HUH?”
•Robbie *still sleepy af*: “Pixel’s a close second.”
•Sportacus *over the screams of angry children*: “ROBBIE PLEASE.”
———
•Sportacus caught Robbie dry cereal out of a cup while upside down in his chair and Sportacus swore to the heavens he had died on the spot
———
•Both have been called “Uncle” and/or “Dad” by all the kids at the least once
•In return, they’ve called them “my son/daughter”
•Everybody kinda stopped noticing after a while
———
•The kids like watching Robbie do magic as much as they love watching Sport do acrobatics
———
•Sportacus doesn’t like admitting when he needs help

•This has ended him up in many a situation that it was Robbie or the kids that had the save him
•Sportacus will sometimes bottle up his frustration whenever he can’t figure something out on his own, even after the problem’s been solved
•This is becausehe’s the hero and he needs to protect them, not the other way around
•Eventually, the dam breaks and he’s left bawling in Robbie’s arms
•Robbie helps him understand that needing help is okay and admitting you need it is okay too
•Sportacus still has this problem from time to time, but it’s not as frustrating anymore
———
•"Robbie, is that a skirt?“
•"Yes. Why?”
•"…Does it come in blue? And do you have any shorts to go with it?“
———
•Sportacus is gonna be the big spoon even if he has to fight for it
———
•Robbie is Emotional Support Dad™ while Sportacus is Physical Support Dad™

•Robbie lets the kids cry on his shoulder and even helps them through their problems
•Sportacus doesn’t let the kids out themselves down about how they look and always makes sure to bring their moods back up

Here’s some little things I thought about while in target ok (this is purely based off of Jughead in the show Riverdale so these are non-asexual but if u want an asexual one let me know !!!!!)

———————-

-Jughead isn’t a super PDA person but you’re literally the equivalent of a baby Koala so he sucks it up and holds your hand in the hallways and let’s you cuddle up to him in a booth at Pop’s

-ok but when u guys are alone Jughead is super affectionate like he’s got himself wrapped around you

- you guys get in disagreements and get a lil hot headed with each other but u guys never ever fight

-except for that one time when Jughead got in to this mode where he literally shut everyone out and only focused on his novel and u had to set that boy straight

-now every time he gets too immersed or you want his attention, all u gotta do is reach over and hover a finger over the screen (“don’t touch it you’ll leave fingerprints”) and he gets the message

- Pop’s every day after school

-you’re literally the most loyal customers

- although when you guys go an an actual date every once in a while, you’ll go bowling or check out a new restaurant or something

- You buy Jughead stuff all the time like clothes and stuff even though he has his own job because sometimes he shows up to school and he’s got holes in his shirt and it irritates you so much

-when you found out Jughead was living in the drive in because of his situation with his father, you went to Archie’s dad and told him, and told him (word by word) “you are part of the reason he doesn’t have a home now, so you better open up your doors for him or I swear to god-”

-and Fred stopped you right there and told you he would

-you would have had him come live with you but your dad wasn’t a huge fan of the idea

-your mom loves him though

-literally loves him to death

-so he’s over at your house all the time

-and Jughead obviously isn’t a big sexual person, like normal “sexy” stuff doesn’t turn him on, like short skirts and crop tops or any of that

-but g o d

-you are like, an actual angel to him

-he could literally stare at you for hours and hours

-one time he spent the night and left one of his shirts and when he came over one morning you hadn’t gotten ready for school yet and you answered the door and

-you were wearing his shirt

-just his shirt

-his palms literally started sweating, like he literally wanted to slam the door shut and take u right against the wall and that was definitely a new feeling for him

-he respects you so much, he literally has so much respect for you

-before you guys got together, you had fallen for the game that the jocks played and after Chuck Clayton had humiliated you publicly when he pretended to ask you to formal you had been put in the playbook as “the freak”

-When Jughead found out he literally decked Chuck Clayton

-literally punched him in the jaw so hard Chuck stumbled and almost fell

-and Jughead ended up walking away with a bloody nose and a busted lip

-and you cleaned him up and yelled at him and told him it wasn’t worth it and he said  “of course you’re worth it, you’re always worth it”

-and that was the night u guys got together

-you and Jughead never like think about having sex or doing that kind of stuff because neither of you are really huge on it and you guys just aren’t really sexual people

-your first time is like a hint of awkwardness but just like super natural and stuff and it’s rlly intimate and loving and he holds you all night after

-and he wakes up the next morning and you’ve got his shirt on again

-and the next morning you ride him in the shirt

-Jughead literally supports you with anything, he’s honestly your number one fan

-when you tried out for the river vixens he was there

-when you sang in the talent show he was there

-when you did your first musical gig he was there

-and same with him, like you’re always proofreading his articles for the blue and gold for him and being his helping hand, almost like his test rat for his articles and novel and such

-and he’s got a whole folder full of poems and little journal entries and shit he’s written about you

-he will never admit it though

-you guys are so in love and it’s great bc the both of you would never cheat on each other and lie to each other and you guys just have a really healthy and strong relationship that nothing and nobody could get between

Dean almost spits out the sweet liquid the second it hits his tongue.

“The hell is that, Cas?”

Cas looks into his own cup like he’s suddenly doubting it. “You said you wanted something to drink…”

“I meant alcohol. Or coffee. That ain’t coffee.”

“It’s hot chocolate,” Cas informs him. “It’s cold out here, and I thought it might be a nice change.”

Cas looks so hopeful that Dean doesn’t have the heart to tell him he can’t stand sugared coffee, let alone a drink like this. He just sighs and scoots over on the park bench to make room.

Cas sits down, takes a hesitant sip from his own styrofoam cup, then grins. “I like it,” he declares.

An easy silence falls over them, and they listen to the rustle of trees and the dripping of water droplets from an earlier rain shower. The leaves are vibrant here in this town, reds and oranges that burn against the gray sky.

Dean feels no need to say it out loud, but he likes autumn. He takes a deep breath, lets the cold air burn his lungs before he takes another sip. It’s still too sweet for a drink, but the warmth is nice. And a little chocolate never hurt anyone.

They should do something. Maybe find a case near this town, or get on the road until one shows up. But Dean’s ass is apparently glued to this bench. They watch leaves fall, smile at some dogs that seem to be walking their owners, and just breathe. It’s nice to just sit there.

Eventually, Dean realizes that his cup is empty. He looks over at Cas, whose blue eyes are somehow shining even though the clouds are blocking any sunlight that might reflect in them. Dean suddenly has a warmth under his skin that makes him feel a little high. Goofy happy, even.

Maybe hot chocolate isn’t so bad.

Yeah. It’s definitely the hot chocolate that’s warming him up.

There they are. Cannot believe Shishikura has lavender hair. lmao

Look at this nerd HAHAHA! (He also likes vegetables. I would imagine he got sick with meat because of his Quirk).

confirmed i k e m e n

Okay seriously here’s the images of the Volume 12 omake: https://twitter.com/YonkouProd/status/826331325648891904

And some translations I did:

Power Loader

  • 埋島干狩 - Maijima Higari
  • He likes cars.
  • Quirk: Iron Claws

Ms. Joke

  • 福門笑 - Fukukado Emi
  • She likes comedy.

Yoarashi Inasa

  • He likes passion/hot blood. lol (literally 熱血)
  • His costume makes him really look a great man.
  • It’s difficult to draw!!

Shindou You

  • He likes fishing.
  • He’s an ikemen! (a cool and handsome guy by definition)
  • Hori wanted to try having an ikemen (in the story). But he didn’t know how to define an ikemen, so he thought very hard how to make one, and concluded that if the guy has a cool hairstyle, that also makes him a cool guy. And it took him 5 minutes to reach that conclusion.

Shishikura Seiji

  • He likes vegetables. lmao
  • Personally, I (Horikoshi) like him very much.
  • His Quirk can get a little grotesque.
  • I want to draw a meat-lump, warm-hearted comedy following the daily life of Shishikura.

Mera

  • 目良善見 - Mera Yokumiru
  • He likes sleeping.
  • A working person chased by hard work. Hang in there! Let’s hang in there!!

sazzygirl  asked:

Hey could I request RFA (plus Saeran) reacting to MC wearing only a shirt and undies to bed? If not that's fine! (I love your head cannon's btw👌)

Thank you! That means a lot (ಥ﹏ಥ)

I really hope you like it! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

Yoosung

  • When he saw you…His jaw dropped.
  • Omg…The room is so, so hot right now!
  • He’s just looking at you…Having already that kind of thoughts.
  • You’re just there, laid on the bed, without the blankets on, reading a book.
  • He’s just looking at your whole body…And when you look at him, he’s just so red!
  • After that he lies on the bed while you continue to read now, he feels a little bulge in his pants…
  • This is just too embarrassing…
  • He’ll put the blankets on, even if he’s almost melting! And he’ll try to not look at you!
  • When you’re tired, you just hug them and sleep, Yoosung is looking at the ceiling, he can’t sleep!
  • Now he’ll have insomnia, great!
  • He’ll be like that for days and days until he can’t take it anymore and he’ll kiss you.
  • And you’ll feel the desperation on his kiss, and after that, he’ll explain all to you.
  • You laugh, this is just too funny “Do you want me to put something else?”
  • He doesn’t know the answer to this…But he knows that he wants to see you like that again…It’s not bad
  • He’s red again.
  • “….N-No…”
  • “Ok, so let’s stop with this talk and let’s sleep” You laugh.
  • Yoosung eyes are full of desperation when he heard this and he kisses you again, after some time just making out he looks at you “Please…Not another day of torture…Just, please…Help me today…”

Zen

  • When you got out of the bathroom, he was waiting so he can brush his teeth.
  • He froze, and you just smile walking to the bed.
  • And he’s seeing you…He’s checking on you…
  • Omg, why he did that?!
  • Now things are worse!
  • His plans change, he’ll take a bath!
  • He enters the bathroom and locks the door, he brushes his teeth, but after that, he takes a bath.
  • A very cold bath.
  • So he can control this beast!
  • Now everything seems fine! He’s relieved that this worked.
  • But when he got out of the bathroom, he sees you, lying on the bed…
  • He’s hot again.
  • This can’t be happening!
  • He’s biting his lips, with lustful thoughts that only are making him worse!
  • When you looked at him and smile “Are you coming?” He almost screams!
  • “…MC…Please…Put something else…This is too tempting for the beast…”
  • If you keep that, the beast will not hold back.
  • if you change, the beast will be sad, but will be caged.
  • You choose.
  • He’s wishing that you choose the first option.

Jaehee

  • When you told her what you were going to use to sleep this night.
  • She just nods.
  • It’s not weird for her, this is ok.
  • You can use anything if you want to MC.
  • Not a big deal.
  • This was before she saw you with that.
  • O-M-G.
  • How do you have such effect on her? How are you so pretty in this?
  • Oh god, she’s staring at your thighs, did you notice that? Oh god, she’s blushing too.
  • Now you’re just beside her, lying like nothing is happening, oh god, the temptation is beside her.
  • She’ll pray that she can keep her control, but she’ll cuddle with you that night.
  • She just needs to touch you.
  • But in the next day, she’ll ask you to not use that anymore, and she’ll not give details about it…
  • She would want some pictures of you like that so she can keep that on her phone? Sure…!
  • But if she sees you again like that… She wouldn’t keep her control.

Jumin

  • Jumin desires you even when you’re with a big coat.
  • He just has a lot of emotions going on, of course, he tries to maintain his composure.
  • He doesn’t want to seem like a perverted or something like that.
  • You’re just beautiful and perfect for him.
  • So when he saw you with just that to sleep, he bites his lips.
  • Thinking.
  • Should he lose the control? Are that clothes for provoking him? Or is just clothing?
  • So many questions…
  • But not a single answer.
  • He sits beside you in bed “Is this your “pajama” honey?“
  • You look at him, he’s checking you, you just smile and nod.
  • Oh, odd.“ He bites his lips again, checking you one more time, you find it strange but you don’t say anything.
  • After some minutes he looks deeply into your eyes, he got close to you right now, pretty close.
  • "I like that on you…” He whispers, kissing your lips gently, but after that he gave your neck some kisses too, making you shiver “…But i would like more if you wasn’t with them…” He bites your neck, making you open your mouth.
  • After that, he just looks at you, giving you a little smile “Of course… If you let me, i can take them off.”

707

  • He got out of the bathroom right after he showered.
  • He saw you, using only that…
  • Error 707
  • 707 Stopped working
  • His nose is bleeding, his mouth is open.
  • “M-Mc…!” You look at him.
  • “What’s it?”
  • “….I don’t think you should wear those things… Even to sleep…”
  • You sigh, lying on the bed right now, you don’t care
  • “Seven, this is the way i feel more comfortable to sleep, and i’ll not change that.”
  • Seven’s just looking at you, quietly.
  • He left a little grin escape from his lips, and then he let his towel fall.
  • Now, you’re the one that stopped working…
  • “S-SEVEN!” You almost scream while he was lying on the bed, he laughs and looks at you “What?”
  • “…Put some clothes on! You’ll sleep like that?!” He laughs again, looks like he thinks this is funny.
  • And then he hugs you, making you shiver “But MC….This is the way i feel more comfortable to sleep, and i’ll not change that”
  • Ok, he’s using your words against you, you sigh, biting your lips “Ok…I understand…I’ll change, you won" 
  • You make him let you go, while you were standing up, Seven grabs your hand making you lie in bed again.
  • You wide your eyes while he’s getting on top of you, smiling “Too late MC (~˘▾˘)~”

Saeran

  • Ok, Saeran never says what’s wrong.
  • He’s just a grumpy punk.
  • But he was so surprised when he saw you like that. 
  • Like,  really, he froze.
  • After that, he’s just blushing, even if he doesn’t admit it.
  • You look at him, and just smile, while he was there, next to the door, while you’re already on the bed, sitting, combing your hair.
  • After that smiles, something in Saeran snaps.
  • He runs to you, jumping on you, making you lie on the bed, making the comb fly over the room, while he was now, on top of you.
  • He’s already taking off his shirt "S-SAERAN” He looks at you.
  • “Wait? You wanted me to see you like that and be quiet about it?!
  • He sighs, he knows sometimes he’s too brutal, so he looks at you “…This is torture for me MC”
  • You look at him while he’s getting closer “It’s too much bare flesh for me to handle…I need to mark it” He starts to suck your neck, making his way to your ear.
  • “Please…” He whispers… When Saeran said that, you knew, he was really desperate for that.
A Broken (Bare)Bone. [Credence Barebone Oneshot.]

Because I obviously love hurting myself with writing.

Originally posted by regularsblack

Title: A Broken (Bare)Bone.
Pairing: Implied - Credence Barebone x Reader.
Words: 1137
Rating: T. (Mentions of abuse.)


Shuffling around in your small kitchen, you filled the tea kettle with water before setting it on the stove, turning it on so it would heat up. The young man sitting in your living room looked like he had just faced death, or something even more vividly terrifying so you thought that a hot cup of something would bring back some sort of life to his current white as a sheet complexion. Credence was quiet for the longest time, gazing around the room before resting his eyes on his hands. There were scars there, from days past. Wounds had healed physically but so many were open mentally, he wondered if he’d ever be the same again. Credence pressed his teeth together for a moment, the ringing in his ears intensifying when he did. He had something in him that wasn’t normal. He was never normal, try though he may.

And he trusted Percival Graves to help him accomplish a more normal secure life in Magic. Not the fear he found himself constantly in. He wanted… He wanted…!

Something inside of him snapped before he could finish his thought and so his next statement came from a very careful place in his mind.

“I-I’m so afraid…” To admit something so personal and dangerous was that in itself. A danger. Continuing to staring down at his hands with doe-like brown eyes, Credence took a deep breath in. It was fire and hell to even do that much. It felt like someone had been stomping on his ribcage with all their might, trying to put out an already dead fire. The way he spoke made it apparent that his words were true. Hesitant, slow and unsure of what a reaction might bring because typically, most reactions he’s encountered haven’t been the good kind that he wanted to remember. It also appeared like he was speaking directly to his hands, though you know he was talking to you. The imagery of what he was capable of doing without meaning to was what scared him.

With his hands shaking now, he balled them into fists to contain his last bit of self-awareness at the moment. There was nothing but silence between the two of you as you poured hot water in a teacup. You know what you wanted to say and what you wanted to do, but was it appropriate. You wanted to say, ‘I know you’re afraid, Credence… I know… And I wish I could take it away, but I’m not that strong… The best I can do is…’ You’d stop talking them and embrace him like you had wanted to. You wanted to hold his cold body against yours, brush his dark hair back and tell him that eventually, things were going to be okay. Whether maternal instinct or something more, you weren’t sure but that’s what you yearned while setting the now steaming teacup in front of him.

He looked drained, as if he hadn’t slept the entire week. His face was slacked into a twisted version of its usual self, the dark circles under his eyes were heavy on his pale skin. “What if I’m not meant to keep it under control though?” He pondered out-loud and gazed up at you as you sat next to him. “What if it wants me to let go? Wants me to be the bad guy because it knows that’s who I really am?” The leaking insecurities in himself were let out in the tone of voice he was using to talk to you. It was painful to listen to so you could only imagine how painful it must have been for Credence himself to speak. It was cracking around words, some being heavier said than others as if he had lost all sort of security in talking. His breathing became slightly labored as it was harder to intake air once again. The sensation of someone stepping all over his torso found itself back in his body.

You weren’t even sure what you were going to say in this sort of situation, but you found yourself spewing his name regardless of any rational thought. “Credence.” His dark eyes left the scape of your table that he was staring at previously so he could look back at you. The abundance of fear in his eyes made you want to burst into tears. Someone so young, someone so close to you with so much on their shoulders and so much plaguing their mind… You weren’t even thinking as you raised a hand and pressed it against his sharp jawline very tenderly. The chill of his skin against yours made you gasp ever so quietly as you rubbed your fingers and hushed him. “I-I don’t know what you want me to say.” You muttered, “What… I should say…”

“Don’t… Don’t leave me like everyone else does.” He said without pulling away from your slight embrace. If anything, Credence found himself tilting his head towards your open hand and soaked in the unfamiliar warmth. That only lasted a moment before he squeezed his eyes shut and cried quietly. Literal tears weren’t shown until he opened his eyes but the moment he did it was like a waterfall. They’d build in the corner of his eyes before cascading down his face. The tears on the right side would get caught on your hand as you wiped them away. Some were getting caught on his eyelashes, and when Credence would blink, they’d be sent off. “I th-thought for the longest time… ‘I can do this alone’.” He straggled in front of you and grasped your hand tightly. “I can’t… I can’t!

“I never wanted to hurt anyone!” Credence was a bit louder than he usually was now as he sat back in his seat, pushing your hand away so he could rub his eyes with the backs of his hands. It was pointless as the tears were constantly flowing now. “I on-only wanted to feel like… I belonged somewhere…”

You felt your heart drop into your stomach at the desperation slacking behind his words. Shuffling in his seat, Credence shuddered and nodded to himself, ready to speak but you were fast to intercede, “You belong here.” Of course he did, you thought to yourself and leaned forward in your seat, “You belong here with me… I’m not going anywhere. I’m not leaving. I’ll stay by your side, Credence, until you don’t need me anymore.”

He got quiet once again and stared at you through wide eyes. Even in the light of the room, it was hard to see his pupils due to the natural darkness of his iris.  “I don’t want you to leave, ever…” Credence drew a deep breath into his lungs and exhaled equally as slow as his glance left yours. There was something utterly strange about the dependence he had found with you. You’d listen, you’d give advice if you could, the way you cared for him unlike anyone cared for him before was merely breathtaking in so many ways. Graves was the only other person, but even that seemed strained and forced at times.

Never with you.

Never.

“I’m always going to need you.”


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GOT7 As Roommates

So I was reminded of the one I did for BTS (which you could find here) and I thought this would be a cute thing to do <3


(gif credits to the original owners)

JB:

Originally posted by magiccastles

(hot ass)

  • he strikes me as a dad type
  • like he’ll be kinda protective of you, making sure you don’t stay out too late and come home at the right time.
  • he’ll say that it’s to keep a watch on you but he lowkey misses you.
  • typical dad always ends up falling asleep on the sofa.
  • so you always have to shake him to get him to actually go to bed.
  • you’ll feel really awkward when you accidentally call him dad bc he basically is
  • “is this a new fetish or something?”
    “shut up im jaebum”
  • also just another gross male that you have to deal with.
  • “leader of got7 or president of the US i don’t care, just wash the dishes”
  • people often mistake him for your boyfriend bc you guys are weirdly comfortable around him.
  • he’ll probably just walk around half naked with no shame
  • you’ll just throw his dirty laundry to get him to put clothes on.
  • does get a lil’ awkward if you’re ever upset.
  • will shyly admit he ordered take out to cheer you up and you chill for the rest of the evening.
  • he’ll get quite angry if someone has upset you or work is giving you a hard time but won’t show it.
  • since he’s a dad for thot7 as well, just expect the guys to often be over.
  • reliable dad friend roommate beom ™
  • you always make him cringe or make fun (in a friendly way okay)
  • you’ll be over sitting in a weird position on the sofa you’ll just be like “the a teaser, amirite” and poor boy would die of cringe.
  • with that weird dinosaur laugh he has

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