his guy has the best laugh

the main difference between male and female

Aries: a female aries is lovely and charming, she has a spark to her that makes her determined to accomplish what she sets her mind to. She’s extremely erotic and open about her sexuality.

a male aries is very serious at first glance, almost shy but once they feel comfortable around you they get all weird with their drugs and anime fetiches

Taurus: a female taurus is down to earth, she appears to be quiet and softspoken but omg this girl has the craziest things going through her brain, and she will always to be hungry, is not always expressive about emotions but she gives the best gifts and hugs.

A male taurus is always really fucking strange, he’s super quirky, a gamer, addicted to game of thrones and always uses cartoon references. Funny sense of humour (borderline offensive) says love isn’t his thing, is the first one to fall.

Gemini: a gemini male almost always seems to be super attractive, either bc he’s the cute nerdy type, or the popular hot guy. really smart, likes to laugh a lot. Can be a real douche 

a female gemini is adorable and always in the mood to goof around, so freaking versatile, if she feels betrayed will spill out all ur secrets and call u out on everything bitch watch out

Cancer: cancer boys are huge babies, they are party guys, it’s all about fun and games until someone mentions ‘’love’’ and they will sit u down and ramble about what their perfect girl would be like. is always waiting on the ‘’one’’, has high af expectations but likes the simplest and most boring girls.

cancer girls are moms, they always hug you, but omg these women are so jealous with their friends, it’s like you can’t even co-exist in a room with their bestie bc they will give u the stinky eye, i can’t

Leo: leo girls are the funniest ever, end of story. they’re divas and vulgar ass men at the same time. Fashion on fleek, always looks high but it’s just their face. belongs in the 70′s.

male leos are friends with everyone, most popular guy ever, nice, likes to act all mean but it’s all playful. has a hard time settling down, deep down always wants more in a girl

Virgo: virgo women are fierce, they are softies on the inside although they always look anxious  on the outside, stressed 24/7, loves sex so much low-key addicted to it, organized but a big ass mess

virgo guys are intelectual but stubborn mofos, say a lot of dad jokes, god complex, act like they don’t know shit about trends but really loves buying clothes and dressing nice.

Libra: libra boys are guys who look like angels, so friendly and innocent, BUT BAM BITCH they hit you with their sass, they are flirty af but SO FUCKING OPINIONATED, will flat out say ‘’i don’t like girls who ____’’, expects for you to chase after them, they are actually explosive and get moody easily, really dirty jokes

libra girls are airheads, so nice and giggle all the damn time (it’s cute srry if i sound mad), they always laugh at what ur saying even if it’s dumb and not funny at all. always has a young face, most likely not very open about sexuality, modest, easily corrupted, ——–if u have a scorpio moon u are the devil regina george— :)

Scorpio: scorpio guys are psycho, 60% are sociopaths i swear, they never laugh but when they do it’s loud and crazy and no one knows why the fuck. always walk like they’re in a hurry, STARES, is a child 4ever

scorpio women are extreme, she will not shut up for hours and the next day will not speak at all. is sexual but probably a virgin, knows everyones secrets, jealous with friends, jealous with stranger guys, jealous with mom, jealous with pet, jealous with self. stalks crush and writes poems about him but will never admit it

Sagittarius: sag guys are soooooo cheesy romantic, i swear they’re the fourth water sign, literally so many emotions, likes art, falls in love so easily it’s ridiculous, IS ALWAYS FRIENDZONED OMg hilarious but with partner, lasts 4ever

Sag girls are the ones who friendzone, will forget ur name in a second, flakey, says she’s down to go out with friends and guess what, bish fell asleep.loves to gossip with u, will always wanna hook u up with her friends or find out details about ur crush. does the dirty work for everyone

Capricorn:  cap girls are outspoken, bitchy but if she likes you she will defend u till death (she’s still gonna be a bitch to u but a softer one), confident AF, always looks ready to go to a club, boys everywhere like girl where’d u get these bruhs from. everywhere you go, guys will flock them, will make u feel like a potato bc she’s so perfect. has a hard time making decisions and letting go

cap male is competitive, ambitious, smells gooooood, style on fleek, the funniest guy ever, dark humour, smart with money, is probably gonna be a CEO, mommy’s boy, loves whiskey idk, eats SO MUCH like more than anyone, is a puppy on the inside, fuckboy but diehard romantic deep down.

Aquarius: aquarius guys always look cool, bad boy, they look like they dont care (spoiler alert: they don’t) has like 219 ex girlfriends and another hundred friends with benefits, smart ass, feels superior to everyone, thinks he’s so deep, he probably is but can never show it so no one believes him.

 aqua girls are always popular, the quirky one, the one who likes things ‘’no one else likes’’, a huge hipster, simple but attractive, has so many guys who wanna be with her and she acts like she doesn’t even notice. has so many guy friends (theyallwannabangher but ok) probably artsy, has good taste in music

Pisces: pisces men walk so fucking fast, probably because of their fucking long ass legs, has a serious face almost like he’s analizing the situation but in reality they’re thinking about memes (has amazing memes), never follows his heart, has strong feelings but rarely ever acts on them. is in love with someone they dont know, always has that little shine in their eyes

pisces girls are always the cute girl, the baby, the good one. deep down these girls will say dirty shit and has that evil side that always wants to come out and play, easily makes friends, is a disney princess and loves warm things. 

This is unrelated to Forces but while I’m on a Sonic roll:

Sonic is, in universe, a renowned hero, right?

He probably has merchandise.

He probably has bootleg merchandise.

Imagine he, personally, loves weird knock-off bootleg Sonic merchandise, and collects them.

Here’s Sonic, in a kitschy tourist trap gift store somewhere absolutely in tears he’s laughing so hard it’s the best day of his life- “Guys. Guys look. look it’s me.”

NHL!Bitty, Part VI -  ‘The Code’

Origin: From Samwell to Seattle | Pens!AU | Part I - Hug Check | Part II - Chirping |  Part III - Post-Season | Part IV - RPF | Part V - Dating | 

Eric’s teammates are protective of their highly-publicized rookie. Maybe a little too protective. So, when a closeted!Jack gets flirty and starts flustering Eric on the ice, his Schooner teammates conclude that Zimmermann must be harassing Eric and decide to act accordingly. Leaping to Eric’s defense: starting goalie Markus Bay and defenseman Carter Morin. 

(TW: hockey violence, little bit of blood, big ol’ misunderstandings)


“You seeing this?”

Morin slaps Markus on the shoulder and jerks a thumb toward Zimmermann, who is skating determined circles around Bittle. He stops stretching and watches the Falconers forward come close, say something to Eric, and skate away quickly. This happens twice, each time, Bittle flushes and looks upset, but seems to brush it off and go back to his warm-up drills.

“Do you know what he’s saying?” Markus asks, hoping for some kind of reasonable explaination.

“No, but, just watch, man.”

Zimmermann comes in close again, this time with Mashkov in tow, and Eric doesn’t flinch, but he does something, skating away quickly as the two Falconers laugh. Again, Bittle looks uncomfortable.

“Didn’t they play together?” Markus asks. “Why’s Zimmermann being a dick now?”

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Memory Lane ft. Yoongi

Originally posted by allforbts

Drabble game #100: “I adore you.” 

grumpy husband yoongi au aka lots of fluff (mentions of sex)
→ 1.7k words

A/N: I recently had a realization that the way my blog is structured doesn’t really give me a great leeway to express my creativity and feels for the members at random. So this is the start to a really short series of drabbles for all of the members in super short (less than 2k) drabbles! To be continued! :) Hope you guys like it. 

more from this au: here, more drabbles: here


“You’ve got a wonderful wife there, son.”

Yoongi gives the elderly man a small smile and nods in agreement, clinking his beer can against his and tipping back the cold liquor into his throats with his eyes trained on you, a feat that happens quite often.

Often Yoongi finds himself just staring at you, in awe of how someone like you ended up with someone like him.

Your friends would describe you as sweet, bubbly, kind, selfless, and bright. His friends would describe you as “the light that shined in Min Yoongi’s horribly dreadful bitch ass life.” And although he always gives them a glare or just brushes their comments off with an eye roll it’s moments like these when he feels like the six dickwads’ words can never be any more accurate.

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I’m Not His, I’m Yours // A Dylan O’Brien Smut

Prompt: Just prepare your eyes for some very dirty filth.

Warnings: NSFW, Explicit Sexual Content, Jealous!Dylan, Dominant!Dylan, Daddy!Dylan, Fingering, Orgasm Denial, Oral (female on male), Spanking, Daddy Kink, and Swearing.

Relationship: Dylan O’Brien x Reader

Word Count: 4,951

Song: Hands To Myself by Selena Gomez

A/N: THIS IS THE RESULT OF ME AND @failingmemequeen GOING ABSOLUTELY INSANE FOR DADDY DYLAN O’BRIEN. SHE CAME UP WITH THIS IDEA AND TOTALLY ENCOURAGED ME TO WRITE IT SO THANK HER FOR BEING THE BEAUTIFUL PERSON THAT SHE IS. I LOVE YOU MADI DADDY AND ABSOLUTELY ENJOYED PUTTING OUR CONJOINED FANTASIES INTO ONE.

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“I’m gonna kill them.” Dylan complained over the phone and I laughed at his impatience.

“No, you’re not, baby.” I chuckled, coaxing him the best I could. “It’s just one more day ‘till the weekend. You can survive this, I know it.”

“I swear to God, if either one of them annoys me one more time-”

“Then, I’ll destroy them myself.” I answered and Dylan let out a deep breath.

“I have to go, but I don’t want to hang up on you.” My boyfriend groaned over the line. “Can we just stay on the phone for the rest of the day?”

“No, Dylan.” I laughed and I could tell the sound alone made him feel a little more at ease. “We have to be responsible here. But, tell you what, when it’s time for your next break we can Skype call. What do you think?”

“I think that you’re the best girlfriend a guy could ask for and I love you very much.” Dylan swooned and I could practically hear the smile in his voice.

“I love you, too.” I responded, smiling as well. “Now go, I don’t want you getting fired.”

“They can’t fire me, it’s the last season!” Dylan laughed wholeheartedly and I laughed along with him.

That’s what our relationship mostly consisted of: smiling, laughing, fun, and heart eyes. Even though Dylan has been beyond stressed lately because of everything that’s happened in the course of the past two years, we never fail to make each other happy. Things have been very intense for him ever since the accident that shall not be mentioned. Shooting The Death Cure had to be pushed back to this year, Dylan had to stay home for six months and try to avoid paparazzi harassment at all times, he needed to physically train for American Assassin and completely go against his doctor’s recommendations, deal with crazy fans that literally sent him death threats when they found out he wouldn’t be in all of season 6B for Teen Wolf, and even manage to audition for future projects to top it all off. Stress has been very imminent in Dylan’s life and I always felt like it was my job to make him feel better.

Which is why, being the amazing girlfriend I am, I wasn’t going to just Skype call him. I was going to personally go over to his work and give him a fun little surprise.

With excitement running through my veins, I jumped up from my position on our bed together and immediately ran to the bathroom for a shower. Dylan’s next break should be in about an hour, considering he doesn’t have a lot of scenes to shoot this year, so I knew I had to get ready quick.

Once I was out of the shower, I put on Dylan’s favorite red lingerie and took a good look in the mirror. The way the strong red color contradicted with my skin tone will definitely drive him crazy and I can already feel myself getting wet at the thought alone. I didn’t even bother putting on any pants because I knew I wouldn’t really need them and, instead, I picked up the t-shirt Dylan used to sleep from our messy med and slipped it on. Bringing the fabric up to my nose, I took a deep breath and glady breathed in his incredible smell. Sure, I see him everyday but I can’t help feeling addictive and always needed more of him.

Putting on makeup right now just to see Dylan would be useless considering he was going to smudge it up anyway. Therefore, with a smile om my face and exhilaration running through my veins, I put on my black stillettos and grabbed my car keys to head for the Teen Wolf lot. It didn’t take too long to get there and, in a matter of fifteen minutes, I was already greeting Phil the security guard as he let me pass the barrier and enter the studio.

The first thing I did was park my car in an area Dylan would never spot and, then, gladly entered his trailer. Since Dylan hasn’t been in the greatest mood lately, I knew for a fact that he wasn’t going to stick around on set in between scenes like he usually does. From what he told me on the phone, Cody and Sprayberry have been driving him crazy all week and he’s definitely going to want as much distance as possible. Which is where I come in and make him feel all kinds of good before returning to work for the rest of the day.

Having patiently waited for Dylan, laid on his pull-out bed, I immediately jumped up and fixed myself to look sexier the moment the door to his trailer flew open. The look of surprise and immediate lust in Dylan’s eyes when he entered, instantly, made desire crash down on my body. I already knew that I would be putty in his hands in a matter of seconds. Without even saying anything, Dylan just slowly closed the door behind him and took off his sneakers as he licked his lips in anticipation.

“Do you have any idea how good you look just wearing my shirt on?” Dylan questioned, his eyebrows raised in intrigue.

“Do you have any idea how much better I’ll look once you take it off?” I teased, smirking up at him.

My words definitely sparked something in him because Dylan instantly jumped on me, the intense sexual tension in the air an incredible influence on him. I giggled at his excitement and his lips were quickly on mine as my fingers instinctively ran through his hair. I smiled when Dylan’s tongue slid across my bottom lip, already asking for an entrance, and I didn’t think twice before opening my mouth for him. He allowed me to call the shots and would moan everytime I played with his tongue skillfully.

When we both needed to breathe again, Dylan detached his lips from mine and gently caressed my cheeks with his soft hands. His eyes gazed into mine with such emotion and care that a blush immediately made its way on my skin. Dylan never failed to make me feel special and I adored how intimate our relationship was. I always thought that intimacy was about allowing someone to touch you, but it’s so much more. Intimacy is someone who touches you beyond just the physical contact because they find a way to your soul. Intimacy is who you text at four in the morning to share your biggest fears and dreams. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are.

“I love you.” Dylan whispered before pulling off his shirt I was wearing and placing a gentle kiss on my mouth.

The moment he realized I had put on his favorite lingerie set, Dylan couldn’t hold back the immediate moan that fell from his pink lips. His eyes raked my entire body and I felt his cock slightly twitch against my thigh, through his red crimson pants he wore for Stiles’ character. Standing up from the the pull-out bed, Dylan began unbuckling his belt.

Suddenly, the door to his trailer immediately flew open and the both of us froze in absolute shock. I didn’t even have the thought in me to cover myself up with something, anything, before the intruders invaded Dylan’s safe space.

“Hey, Dyl, are you trying to hide from us?” Sprayberry immediately hollered when he and Cody were inside, both instantly stopping in their tracks once they noticed their co-worker wasn’t alone. “Oh, my God!”

“What the hell are you guys doing here?!” Dylan shouted angrily, the veins on his neck bulging against his skin.

Well, looks like someone’s stress is officially back.

“W-We, uh, W-We,” Sprayberry stuttered trying to answer, but was too astonished to form an actual sentence.

Much like Dylan did just moments ago, Cody’s eyes raked my entire body and, by the way he was biting down on his bottom lip, he definitely seemed to like what he saw. Before I could even do anything, Dylan jumped back on the bed and instinctively covered my body with his. Embarrassment and uncomfort took over my emotions as my boyfriend protected me, shielding my body from unwelcome eyes.

“Get! Out!” Dylan yelled, his Alpha male side appearing now that someone glanced at his female without his permission. “NOW!”

Sprayberry was the first to immediately sprint into action, forcefully pulling Cody out the door with him and literally having to tear his gaze off of my body. I let out a nervous breath I didn’t even know I was holding in the second the door sounded shut and the two actors were finally out of the trailer.

“Damn, it’s a good thing I wasn’t naked yet, right?” I chuckled nervously, trying to make the best out of this situation. However, it was no use. Dylan was furious and no longer in the light-hearted mood like before.

“He was totally eye-fucking you and that’s what concerns you the most?” Dylan scolded and even though he was angry, my entire body filled with desire.

Dylan’s usually very sweet, but every now and then he goes completely dominant and it’s the sexiest fucking thing ever. The way he pulls my hair as he forcefully pounds into me or roughly spanks me just because I went against one of his many commands always had me on the edge.

“You’re right.” I smiled innocently, looking up at him as he noticed the tension change in the room. “I’m sorry, Daddy.”

The flicker in his eyes immediately went from rage to complete and utter lust the second I let the kinky title he loves so damn much come out of my mouth. The warm and golden-brown color once in his eyes was replaced with a dark black, his pupils now dilated to the maximum. Dylan’s bulge pressed against his pants and  I couldn’t take my eyes off of it, knowing exactly what stood beneath the fabric. Although he wasn’t the only one turned on beyond comprehension as arousal pooled uncomfortably in my panties and I desperately wanted them off of me.

Reaching my hand down to my panties to get rid of it, Dylan’s hand suddenly gripped my wrist and stopped me from moving any further.

“Did I say you could do anything yet?” Dylan questioned.

I gulped and slowly shook my head, his eyes focusing on my lip when I bit down on it. He let go of me without another word, but it didn’t even feel like he did because of his addictive touch still lingering on my skin. Dylan stood up and walked over to the door, locking it as he licked his lips with his eyes trailing over my body.

“Take off your bra.” He commanded, walking back over but not sitting down.

“What?” I asked as I watched him take off his shirt, the sight of his impressive form stunning me.

“Ah, ah, ah, babygirl. You know the rules.” Dylan tsked, shaking his head as he unbuckled his belt like before and opened his pants. “Only speak when I give you the permission to.”

Heat rushed throughout my entire body until it landed with full force in my core. Dylan and I had this little game whenever he was dominant and it was one of my favorite fucking things. The game was simple, but absolutely drove me crazy: Dylan would give me three chances and if I strike out every single one of them, he had no other choice than to punish me.

“Strike one.” Dylan stated, a smirk playing on my lips with what he said next. “And I know you just heard what I demanded.”

At the same time that I reached behind my own back to unclasp my bra, Dylan dropped his pants. His erection pressed hard against his boxers, the gray fabric slightly wet from his arousal. When both of us finished taking off our pieces of clothing, Dylan’s eyes were already glued onto my now exposed perky breasts.

“Now your panties.”

My boyfriend and I pulled both of our underwear off our bodies, watching the other intently. As soon as we were free of clothing and completely exposed to each other, Dylan grabbed himself in his hand and stroked his shaft slowly. The sight of Dylan pumping himself as his eyes gazed on my body turned me on in ways that I can’t even explain.

“Touch yourself, babygirl.” He commanded, my mind melting at his husky voice.

Following his orders, I sat up straight on the bed and spread apart by legs for him to have a full view which made him moan in response. I brought my hand down to my already soaking core and gently slid my finger through my folds, separating them. Slowly rubbing small circles against my clitoris, I couldn’t help but let out a moan. I watched as Dylan used his thumb to caress his tip and I desperately wanted it in my mouth, but I knew that I had to follow his order or else I’d be punished. However, being punished by him does sound very inviting.

Using my other hand to pinch my nipples and tease not only myself but also Dylan, I noticed his grip tighten around his member. Dylan let out an unsatisfied groan when I took my hand away from my breast, but then immediately moaned when I used it to push a finger inside my heat. My back instantly arched and I let out a whimper at the feeling, provoking him to pick up his pace around himself.

“You look so beautiful pleasuring yourself, princess.” Dylan grunted as I moved faster along with him.

Of course I knew how to work myself and make my body feel good, but there’s no denying that Dylan is so much better at it. The way his long and skillfull fingers knowingly curl up inside of me in such a perfect way that not even I knew how to do or the way his sinful tongue flicks expertly against my nub has me wishing that he would just jump on top of me already. But, if there’s one thing Dylan O'Brien certainly loves being is a fucking tease.

“Fuck, baby. Even though this feels good, nothing compares to your beautiful lips and warm mouth wrapped around my cock.” He moaned as my body craved for his touch. “Stop what your doing and come kneel in front of me.”

An exciting idea roared to life in me when I decided to ignore Dylan’s command and willingly get my next strike. I tuned out whatever he had to say and focused on the incredible feeling of my finger pumping inside of me purely to spite him. Which definitely worked because in a matter of seconds I could hear Dylan growling and approaching me. I, suddenly, felt his hands rip mine away from my body and forcefully pull me into him, our naked bodies against each other as we stood.

“Strike two.” He warned through gritted teeth, his jaw clenching and looking sexy as ever.

Before I even knew it, Dylan pushed me down to kneel in front of him and harshly grabbed onto my hair with his hands. Bringing my own hands up, I held onto his thigh with one hand and wrapped around his base with the other. I smirked at Dylan as I licked my lips and gawked at the delicious sight in front of me. I gladly took Dylan’s tip inside of my mouth and he immediately moaned when I did. The first thing my tongue came into contact with was his precum and I can’t deny that I love the salty taste. As I gently sucked his head, my hand began to slowly pump his dick.

One of the many things I love about Dylan is that he’s very responsive and isn’t ashamed in letting me know exactly what he liked. Which is why I already knew that one of his favorite things I do when I give him a blowjob is lick his prominent vein on the underside of his cock at the same time that I very lightly and very carefully graze my teeth against his topside. Dylan let out a throaty groan the second I did exactly that and it seemed to light a fire in him because he immediately took control.

My boyfriend pushed himself fully into my mouth until he was hitting the back of my throat and I was gagging around him, only for him to pull away and do the exact same thing again. Dylan was happily fucking my mouth and, to be honest, I didn’t even mind it. The lust was so far deep in my blood that all I could focus on was how sexy he looked as he practically used me as a fuck toy and how damn good he tasted.

I hollowed my mouth around him to create a much tighter environment for him and the filthy sounds of his shameless moans erupting from his chest made my core ache more than it already had. Due to the fast pace and my wet mouth, it didn’t take long for Dylan to reach his much needed release. I hummed when he unloaded and his hot cum shot straight down my throat, his hips bucking in response.

Once Dylan came down from his high, I pulled him out of my mouth and he shuddered at the contact due to how sensitive he’d become. Wiping away the spit on my mouth and any cum spilling down my chin, I stood up with a smirk on my lips and Dylan immediately kissed me. His dominance faltering for the slightest second so he could show me how much he cared for me through the gentle action. However, the moment we parted, dominant Dylan was back.

“Can you sit on the chair for me, babygirl?” He pointed to the chair under his desk he uses to study his lines as he headed over to the small closet.

“Yes, Daddy.” I obeyed because both of us knew that even though he asked, it wasn’t actually a question.

My eyes widened immediately when I noticed just what he grabbed from the closet and Dylan approached me with an intense grin on his lips. I wanted to desperately ask him why the hell he had that in his trailer or what he thinks he’s about to do to me with it, but I knew that that wouldn’t be the greatest idea.

“It’s not mine.” Dylan defended himself when he obviously saw my shocked facial expression at the metal handcuffs in his hands. “It’s Stiles’, but I don’t see why we can’t have our own little fun with it. What do you think?”

“Well, I know for a fact Stiles and Lydia have a lot of kinky sex with handcuffs.” I smirked, reaching my arms behind the back of the chair for him to lock them there. “So, I say we should also give it a shot, Daddy.”

“That’s my girl.” Dylan smiled, placing the cold metal around my wrists to lock them behind me.

The next thing my boyfriend did was push my legs apart so I was completely opened for him in a way that felt so dirty and exposing but I loved nonetheless. Dylan’s lips instantly wrapped around one of my breasts, already biting down on my nipple, and I whimpered when I couldn’t grip his hair with my fingers. As he teasingly worked on my breast, Dylan brought a hand up to my core and my hips instinctively bucked the second his middle finger rubbed against my sensitive nub. He started slow at first but as soon as he knew I was ready for more, Dylan picked up his middle finger’s pace and, using his other hand, he slid one of his long fingers inside of me.

I couldn’t hold back my moan at the incredible feeling, considering my body had been craving it for the longest time now, and the first finger was immediately followed by a second. I absolutely loved how much Dylan understood my body and exactly what it needed which is why I was already getting close to my release in a matter of minutes. His skillful fingers curled inside of me and pumped with such fervor that I didn’t have any ounce of self control in me anymore. I knew I was about to reach my edge and, much to my dismay, so did Dylan.

“Not yet, princess.” He teased and I whined when he removed his fingers from my soaking wet heat. “You only get to cum when I say so. And I want it to happen around my cock.”

After seeing me completely opened for him and a moaning mess just because of his fingers, Dylan’s erection was already back up and ready for more action. Precum glistened on his tip and even though I did give him head only a few moments ago, I already wanted to do it all over again. What can I say? The man has a delicious dick.

Dylan was pumping himself a little bit as he watched my chest rise and fall from my rapid breathing before grabbing my feet and hitching them up on the chair. He pulled my waist towards the edge of the seat, making me lay down since I still was locked to the back of the chair, and Dylan positioned himself in front of my entrance. Without even giving me a warning, he instantly slammed inside of me and my entire body arched at the invasive act. He waited a few seconds for me to adjust and when I sort of did, Dylan began roughly thrusting into me.

“Fuck, babygirl, you’re always so tight.” Dylan moaned, his face snuggled into my slightly sweaty neck.

The pleasurable feeling of his thick width stretching my tight walls as he pounded in me, quite deeply considering how the position we were in favored his ability to be completely buried inside of me, sparked the orgasm I was so close to reach that Dylan denied up to the surface again. I clenched around him once and he growled against my skin, my entire body vibrating with the sound.

“Don’t cum yet.” He demanded and I whimpered.

Even though I tried to hold it back, I clenched around him once more and this time Dylan immediately brought his face up to glare at me. We were so close that I could feel his breath brushing across my skin and, yet, all I could focus on was the bound knot in my stomach ready to break free any minute now. The thought of going against Dylan’s commands was both terrifying and exciting and, to be honest, I didn’t know which one attracted me more.

“Don’t you dare.” Dylan threatened, bringing one of his hands up to forcefully pull my hair and make me look him straight in the eyes. “I’m serious. Promise Daddy you won’t cum until I allow it.”

“I-I promise, Daddy.” I managed to say through moans. However the second his cock twitched inside of me when I said his favorite nickname, I was long gone and there was no way going back.

My entire body shook, my toes curled against the chair and uncontrollable shouts erupted from my chest as one of the greatest orgasms I’ve ever experienced bolted through my veins. I could feel my core clenching around Dylan’s shaft at the same time that it released all of my pent-up arousal and gushed onto him. I screamed so loudly that I was certain everyone on the Teen Wolf lot heard me and I was also sure that despite not following his orders, Dylan was loving the way I was a mess. Everyone including Sprayberry and Cody knew that the person who just made this young woman scream so much in pleasure was Dylan and that it didn’t even matter how badly they might have wanted her, she was his.

My own release triggered Dylan’s and as I was coming down from my intense high, my boyfriend was reaching his. Dylan’s cock twitched before cumming for the second time today and shooting his liquid inside of me, the incredible feeling of his hot cum running against my walls making me moan. The sound of Dylan’s own moans echoed through the trailer and I watched in awe as his face contorted in pure pleasure. He held onto the edges of the chair tightly, his muscles straining against his arms as he shook.

“Strike three.” Dylan managed to say through his husky and breathless voice once he came down from his high.

The sweet taste of adrenaline rushed though all of my veins and my heartbeat pounded so hard it pulsed inside of my ears the second Dylan said those two simple words. A mixture of concern and lust flooded inside of me and I didn’t quite know which one was stronger.

Dylan slowly slid out of my body, his eyes staring into mine the entire time, and I winced at how sensitive I’ve become. Going back over to the closet, Dylan pulled out a small key and walked over to me again. He hovered over my body, his incredible smell filling my nose, and unlocked the metal cuffs on my hands. They immediately dropped to the floor with a clang and Dylan didn’t even seem to care. Putting the key down on his desk, Dylan stood up straight in front of me.

“Let me ask you a question, princess.” He husked. “Do you think you’re a good girl?”

“Yes, Daddy.” I answered, bringing my hands over to settle on my lap. “I do.”

“Hmm, well, I happen to think you’re very very naughty.” Dylan murmured. “And do you know what happens to naughty girls, baby? They get spanked.”

Before I could even put together what was about to happen, Dylan harshly grabbed me and made me stand. My boyfriend pushed me down onto the desk, my ass sticking out for him, and he stuck his leg between mine to keep them apart. He slowly began to caress one of my cheeks with the palm of his hand and goosebumps covered my entire body.

“How many should I give you, babygirl?” Dylan teased. “Does ten sound good?”

“N-No, that’s too much.” I stuttered.

“Okay, then, ten it is.” He chuckled darkly and I mentally prepared myself for what was about to come. “Count for me, princess.”

Suddenly, Dylan lifted his hand and roughly slammed it back down on my ass cheek. The intense pain immediately making my hips bucker in response. The ache and pleasure shooting through me and landed straight in the bottom of my stomach, sparking the creation of a familiar knot.

“O-One.” I whimpered and, as soon as I finished speaking, Dylan spanked my same cheek again. “T-Two.”

He repeatedly smacked my right cheek five times in a row, my skin aching intensely with every hit. Everytime he would slap me, the knot inside of my stomach would become tighter and tighter. I knew that by the time he finished spanking me all ten times, that knot would break and I would be orgasming for the second time in this trailer. I was already a shaking, moaning and whimpering mess in his hands and, as embarrassing as it was to be so vulnerable to someone, I couldn’t care less.

Dylan rubbed my right cheek for a few seconds to ease the stinging pain on my skin before moving to my left and striking my ass again without any warning. My knees were wobbling and weak and if it wasn’t for his leg holding me up, I would’ve definitely fallen down my now.

“S-Six.” I mewled, my voice only able to come out as a whisper whilst he continued his punishment on me. “Seven, Eight, Nine.”

By the tenth strike, the extremely tight knot had snapped and spread an insane amount of pleasure inside of me. My vision blurred and went white as my orgasm dissolved in my blood and bones. My body jerked against the desk, my skin digging into the wood, and arousal immediately spilled out of me and ran down Dylan’s thigh. It didn’t matter that my ass was burning in excruciating agony, the pleasure was so much more powerful.

Dylan held onto my hips as I finished reaching my edge and came back down to Earth. His fingers creating tender circles on my skin.

“You okay, baby?” He asked me and I managed to bring myself back up, with his assistance of course.

“Yes, Dylan, I am.” I turned around with a smile on my face, wrapping my arms around his neck for stability.

“I wasn’t too harsh, was I?”

“No, you were perfect.” I shook my head happily, leaning in to place a soft kiss on his lips.

“Good.” Dylan smiled, his eyes no longer dark and now back to its gentle color. “It’s just, the way Cody looked at you drove me insane and-”

“I know, baby.” I interrupted him before he could finish, caressing the back of his neck with my fingers. “But, I’m not his, I’m yours.”

Dylan smiled at me with everything he had in him and I swooned at how beautiful he was. However, not just in the way he looked or in the way that he always manages to say things that makes me fall in love with him more and more everyday. But, just in the pure way that he is.

Vow

*swamped with homework and feelings and managed to shell this out a month late…I’m a mess™*

Request:  Hii can i have a drabble thingy game with jimin?TY😙😉 12,23 by  rebelliousjvmin

Word Count: 8.6k

Originally posted by bwipsul

He’s a literal angel


You were immersed in a deep sleep, tired from working on a large project that was worth half your grade. In you attempt to disconnect from the world around and sleep peacefully, you blocked out the sounds and all touch with reality. The sudden dip in your bed didn’t bother you, the presence of another body and an arm haphazardly wrapping around you, these were things you were blocking out. Until you felt a finger on your cheek.

“Hey, roomie.”

“I hate you.”

“You know you love me.”

“Kiss my ass, Jimin.” You used to think you were lucky to be paired up with your best friend in the dorms of your university. Until you realized he was a clingy, sassy and messy guy that never failed to annoy you. His leisure attitude towards school was opposite to your dedication to reading every word of your textbook. He was a jock, baseball being the reason he was here in your room and cheekily smiling at you.  

“I wouldn’t mind doing that.” You whacked him in the face with your pillow, wanting him to leave your room but he instead pulled you closer against his chest.

“Let go of me, you pervert.”

“You told me to kiss your ass, now…”

“I swear to god, Jimin, I’ll suffocate you in your sleep.”

“Kinky. I always wanted to test out breath play.”

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Help Wanted, Alternate Ending

In a world where Ford’s interview took place a little later…

“Did you think we wouldn’t notice?” Holster scoffs, crossing his arms tightly against his chest and tapping his foot impatiently. “Did you think that just ‘cos we’re graduating soon that we wouldn’t care? Or that we’d be too distracted to pay attention to what was going on between you two?”

Dex and Nursey share a worried glance, sat on the Haus couch, pressed unnecessarily close. Dex swallows. They were doing so well at hiding it, too. And it was still new. He didn’t want pressure from the team potentially ruining the good thing they had going. Especially not their captains, who had a penchant for being… intrusive… even if they had good intentions.  

Ransom sighs, standing next to Holster, playing the disappointed father to Holster’s angry one. “We thought… you were better than this,” he chastises, shaking his head.

Dex furrows his brow. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he asks.

“It means that we saw what happened at breakfast,” Holster admonishes.

Dex and Nursey glance at each other, confused. Breakfast?

“And the flyers. The ones strewn across the pathway next to river quad,” Ransom adds. “Don’t think we didn’t put the pieces together.”

“Yo, I don’t really know what you guys are talking about,” Nursey explains, “but I think you might have misinterpre—”

“You’re fighting again,” Holster concludes, sighing. “I thought you’d gotten past this, you know. You guys were getting so much better. What happened?”

Dex has to cover his mouth with his fist to stop himself from laughing, and he can tell from the glint in Nursey’s eye that Nursey feels the exact same way. Fighting? No, they’re doing quite the opposite. Hell, they’re literally sitting so that their hands are touching – on a three-person couch no less.

“D-men stick together,” Ransom raptures. “And I understand that the closeness that Holster and I have going might seem a little hard to live up to—” Nursey raises an incredulous eyebrow at Dex, “—but that’s not what we want. You guys don’t have to be best friends, we just want you to at least tolerate each other. The team needs it.”

“What happened at breakfast, guys?” Holster asks. “We can work through this.”

“Uhh… nothing?” Dex tries. “What do you mean?”

“You normally sit next to Chowder at breakfast,” Ransom states, “but you didn’t. Because Nursey was there.” He raises an accusing eyebrow at the two of them.

“No…” Dex says slowly. “I didn’t sit next to Chowder because Tango needed help with his CS homework, so I sat next to him. And also because me, you and Whiskey needed to be in the same comic panel so we could do the whole ‘soft same’ bit—you know what, never mind.”

Holster huffs, clearly disbelieving. “Sure. And the flyers? You just dropped them by accident? Or did you throw them in frustration because you two were fighting?” he accuses.

Dex squints. “Well, you’re not totally wrong, but…”

“Look,” Ransom says, “we get it. You guys are different people with different outlooks on life. And maybe, I dunno, Dex feels like Nursey doesn’t really respect that.”

“Um, not really?” Dex says.

“Yeah, and maybe Nursey feels like Dex doesn’t respect his perspective,” Holster adds, glancing at Ransom.

“That’s not—” Nursey tries to interject.

“Well maybe Dex feels like Nursey doesn’t really know him as well as he thinks he does,” Ransom huffs, stepping closer.

“Maybe Nursey just wants what’s best for Dex,” Holster scoffs, crossing his arms and looking away. “Maybe Nursey thinks that Dex doesn’t believe in himself enough and that he gives up without even trying—”

“Maybe Dex thinks that this isn’t any of Nursey’s business!” Ransom yells. “Maybe Dex can make his own decisions about his future!”

“Maybe Nursey knows that Dex is better than this!” Holster spits. “Maybe he knows that Dex can be anything he wants if he tried!”

“Well maybe Dex doesn’t know what he wants!” Ransom shouts, desperately. “Maybe the only thing he knows he wants is that he wants to spend more time with his best bro while he figures it all out!”

Holster swallows. “Yeah?” he says, softly.

Ransom nods, holding back tears. “Yeah. Nursey and Dex… they’re bros, bro.”

Holster sniffs. “Dude…”

A door slams closed. Ransom and Holster turn to find the couch empty. Outside, through the window, Dex and Nursey sprint away from the Haus as fast as humanly possible, their hands tightly clasped.

“Rude,” Ransom huffs. “We were in a middle of a d-man sesh.”

“I know, right.”

anonymous asked:

how much shit do you think has gone down when noctis was sleeping that he doesn't know about

ohhhhh anon bless ur soul here we go

  • you can’t tell me that gladio and prom haven’t waited for noct to fall asleep and then tried to see how much shit they could stack on him without waking him up
  • the second noctis falls asleep prompto just starts putting various snacks on his torso 
  • gladio looks up a few minutes later and just dies 
  • “prompto what the fuck”
  • shh don’t wake him up
  • gladio refrains from mentioning that he’s fairly certain noct could sleep through a battle with a behemoth and just stays completely silent for a good two minutes before he just walks away
  • prompto is kinda worried for a minute because gladio looked really menacing what’s he gonna d o 
  • he’s back in like two seconds flat with a fuckton of ramen 
  • he always has at least five cups with him at all times
  • he sits down across from prompto and starts making a ramen tower on noctis’ chest and it’s pretty damn impressive
  • meanwhile noctis is sprawled out on his back - now with a bonus of food obscuring every inch of his chest
  • gladio isn’t sure why he’s doing this but he sure as hell isn’t going to stop now 
  • they finally run out of snacks so they just add random items where needed
  • hey prom hand me that flower” 
  • the focus rapidly shifts to ‘lets see how many flowers we can put in his hair before he wakes up’
  • ignis gets back and noctis has a pile of ramen cups on his chest and half of their supplies covering the rest of his body
  • and a flower crown?? he has to admit that’s kind of cute but he can’t for the life of him figure out why there’s so much food
  • and is that a chocobo plush??
  • prompto is just taking selfies with him while gladio tries not to laugh 
  • they both freeze up when ignis gets there because oh shit he’s gonna give us another lecture 
  • but ignis just smirks and takes off his glasses and no one has any idea what’s going on until he leans down and puts them on noctis the best he can when everything is fucking blurr y
  • prom starts laughing so hard he’s almost in tears because oh gods it’s a masterpiece 
  • they all just stare at noctis for a minute because what the fuck they just covered the prince in food
  • noctis sneezes and everything just falls 
  • “OH SHIT GUYS RUN HE’S AWAKE”
  • they hear a vague “,,what the shi t” and prompto fuckin bolts
  • noctis just sits there in a pile of food and flowers and is entirely too confused for someone who just woke up
  • he learned a very valuable lesson that day: don’t fall asleep when everyone else is awake
  • (spoiler alert: he does anyway, and it goes about as well as you’d expect)

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50 Reasons to love Jun

werjewdssd i love this guy so much why is he turning 21 i want him to stay smol what u talkin about that guys is a giant but like i wanted to make so much for his birthday because this guys i my life this is turning cheesy omfg


  1. he’s Jun
  2. his eyes are breathtaking
  3. he has the cutest smile
  4. he’s tall af
  5. his nose is cute omg i just wanna poke it
  6. He got kind of a round face 
  7. his lips are like yesssss
  8. his shoulders are bigger than my future
  9. he’s flexible af
  10. like he can do weird things
  11. wushu king
  12. he got this cute mole over his lip u gotta love
  13. he can dance
  14. he’s a part of chinaline
  15. his laugh is the best thing ever fite me if you disagree
  16. i have a thing for adams apples and his is like perfect
  17. he looks good in everything too
  18. his bareface is yum
  19. his eyebrows are perfect too like i want
  20. his skin… his sunkissed skin sWOOPED
  21. u gotta love them legs too
  22. especially his thighs yum again
  23. he’s a sex god on stage
  24. but a cute lil baby off stage
  25. the way his eyes dissapear when he smiles is just so cute
  26. gotta appreciate them white teeth too
  27. he’s like a mom
  28. if you didn’t know already he’s handsome af
  29. aLSO he can play the piano
  30. and he loves reading which i find really cute about boys jun hmu
  31. He can act uffffff
  32. he’s been in movies and dramas
  33. vAMPIRE JUN
  34. He knows chinese since well…. He’s from China soo
  35. He eats really much, but he still a stick.. a stick with a gr8 butt
  36. His korean is like the best thing ever
  37. So is his chinese
  38. He’s just great in general
  39. He likes to play games too
  40. his voice is gr8 af when he sings
  41. His voice is gr8 when he talks too
  42. HIS COLLARBONES ARE LIKE NO JOKE
  43. also his hands… i love his hands
  44. i aLMOST FORGOT HIS JAWLINE!!! I cut my throat on that.
  45. also his moves are so smooth like yes boi fuck me up
  46. He can eat spicy food like a champion
  47. His face changes a lot and sometimes he just look ridiculous
  48. Blonde hair jun needs a comeback
  49. Gotta appreaciate his lines bc he doesnt have many
  50. oKAY BUT MY I IS THE BEST CHINALINE IS THE BEST PLEASE APPRECIATE THE SONG
when someone tries to flirt with you ft. 13rw jocks

warning: cursing

a/n: ha, another fun concept with the 13rw jocks! enjoy babes! 💞 (this is imagined when you guys aren’t dating but he likes you)

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Sharing is Caring

Title: Sharing is Caring

Pairing: Reader x Jared x Jensen (no J2 action)

Word Count: 2,500

Warning: It’s a threesome, so it’s basically all smut

Summary: You are dating Jared Padalecki. One night, after you’ve gone to bed, Jared has Jensen and their friend Matt over. Matt thinks it would be funny if Jensen slid into bed, pretending to be Jared, to see how badly they could scare you. Little did they know that you hadn’t fallen asleep just yet and heard the entire conversation outside the bedroom door.


“Matt, you do it.” Jared hissed.

“Hell no! Y/N’s gonna kill me. Jensen, you do it!”

“Oh, right, sure. Just let me be the one to get their ass kicked.” There was a slight paused before you heard Jensen mutter, “fuck, alright.”

Smiling to yourself, you did your best to stay still as the door pushes open. All of the boys were laughing quietly as you felt the bed dip next to you. Pretending to shift in your sleep, you rolled over, draping an arm and a leg over ‘Jared’.

Nuzzling your head into his chest you took a deep breath and muttered, “mmm I love it when you smell like Jensen.”

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[GOT7 as] Instagram Celebrities

Mark: The model. Pictures of their face. Smiling. Frowning. Jawline close ups. Selfies with their dog, just for more likes. Too cool for you. Too hot for anyone. “Candids”. Instagram actually run by a manager.

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Jaebum: The ‘idgaf’ badass. Photos on rooftops. Piercings. Black and white photos. Side profiles. Has a crew. SEXy. Leather jackets. Smiling pictures with sad captions. Edgy~~.

Originally posted by magiccastles

Jackson: Fitness inspo. #ORGANIC. Will promote various health products. But it’s because they work (not because he’s being paid). #pressedjuice. #gymlyfe. Every photo is in the gym. Or on the way back. Or on the way to. Meal prep. Will date a girl named Kale. 

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Watching - Montgomery x Reader

Request - “Can u write a montyxreader where he’s very protective of her bc he likes her a lot”

(Sorry but I decided to switch Bryce with Marcus because I don’t really wanna write Bryce I hope that doesn’t mess up your vision and that this is okay!)

2…7…5…3…

Locker code: confirmed, you thought to yourself, throwing in the heavy books you no longer needed for the remainder of the day.

Shutting your locker, you readjusted your bag and turned to go- before feeling eyes on you. From the corner of your eye you could spot Montgomery de la Cruz watching you. What was he doing? You thought. You knew each other fairly well, your social circles merged, but conversation was lacking.

Often, you were teased a little by your friends because you were so innocent. You were kind and caring and your friend Hannah described you as; ‘a ray of light’, a contrast to how Monty was portrayed. With a temper like a kettle, the boy was no stranger to trouble. He was attractive, no doubt, and on occasion you’d got to see the soft, teddy-bear side of him. It was clear to you that Monty was with the wrong crowd, he was often frustrated with them and struggled to be around them.

You decided to pretend to ignore Monty, he probably wasn’t even looking at you. You started off to your next class and noticed laddish laughter not far from Monty. Marcus appeared to be the cause of the laughter, his cronies hitting him in congratulation for whatever he had said. You decided to ignore them too, idiots.

In class you felt the same eyes on you, but they would occasionally scan the classroom, before making their way back to you.

—–

“I don’t know. I mean, I think he’s really nice, but the hovering is a little odd sometimes.” You explained to Hannah. You always saw the best in people.

“He has a bit of a temper but he’s a good guy really. I’m sure he has a fair reason, you should ask him!” She encouraged. You laughed weakly.

“Probably not…” you trailed off, imaging how weird you’d look going up to Monty with; 'why do you keep hovering?’, yep. Definitely not.

—–

Monty’s POV (a couple weeks prior)

Marcus and the boys were laughing next to him and messing with each other. Monty was laughing along as usual, not taking on everything that was being said.

“Monty? Eh? Whaddya say?” Justin nudged Monty.

“What?” He clicked back to his senses.

“Y/N L/N? Hot or not?” Justin asked.

“Yeah, hot. She’s cool.” He nodded.

“Isn’t she like some kinda virgin queen?” Zach asked, clearly getting confused from his revision.

“Who knows.” Marcus responded.

“Her sex life isn’t really our business, unless we’re involved.” Piped up Monty.

“You know what?” Marcus cut in. “I’m gonna ask that girl out someday soon.”

Monty jerked his head up.
“Why?” He asked more suddenly than he’d intended.

“Really? Y/N, little angel Y/N. I want to see how good our little angel is in bed. Does she have a devil side? Innocent girls like that always have a kinky side - I swear.” He chuckled to himself, eyeing Y/N up from across the corridor.

“She’s tight man. Yeah, imma ask her out.” He repeated, stroking his chin and wetting his lips with his tongue.

If there was one thing Monty had decided in the past minute, it was that Marcus Cooley was a through and through pervert. He was creepy as hell. Monty was disgusted by how grossly Marcus was acting, and he wasn’t going to let him anywhere Y/N if there was anything he could do about it.

—–

Your POV (now)

You were putting books away again, and spotted Monty, again. The exceedingly attractive boy was starting to worry you, and make you conscious of your appearance. Had you had the same piece of spinach in your teeth for about two weeks? Did your hair look bad? Were your clothes gross? You had no idea. A tap on your shoulder broke you from your thoughts.

You had been so immersed in your thoughts you failed to notice the boy had gone.

“Hey, Y/N…” Montgomery was stood in front of you, his freckles full from the sunshine and his eyes glistening chocolate.

“You alright Monty?” You asked, hoping maybe he’s give an explanation as to the recent weirdness. He nodded;

“Yeah uh-”

“I’ve seen you looking.” You burst out before you even realised your mouth was moving. “At me. I’ve seen you watching me.” You clarified. You were instantly mortified at yourself, feeling rude and weird.

Monty smiled bashfully.
“Yeah I uh- I’m not being creepy - i promise, I just think you’re pretty rad to be honest.”

“So you just decided to watch me?” You laughed.

“Actually um, Marcus, Cooley, said a few things that grossed me out and I was trying to keep him away from you.” He breathed in honesty.

“Away from me?” You questioned.

“He said was planning on asking you out.”

“He did. I walked away without saying anything.” You giggled.

“Marcus was right about something, taking you out on a date would be awesome. I’m glad you rejected him.” He tried to conceal his smile to no avail. “And I felt a bit protective, okay, a lot protective, you’re the kindest soul at this school, and because I’m pretty certain I have a thing for you.” He was looking at his feet, “and I know you don’t feel the same back, it’s okay, I just needed to get it off my chest.”

You smiled at the sweet boy in front of you and leaned in on your tiptoes to peck him on the lips. When you saw the surprise on Monty’s, you leaned in and kissed him properly, smiling.

“Pick me up at six.” You smiled sweetly before sauntering off to happy dance in a toilet cubicle.

anonymous asked:

Do you think when bakugo and ochako get together they would keep it a secret or would tell people or let them find out on their own?

well i can’t see them actually getting together until they’re adults, so i don’t really see why they’d keep it a secret. maybe from the media or something, but i don’t really see why they’d hide it from their friends

in a completely self indulgent scenario where they date at UA, well…. i imagine that they wouldn’t like. hide it exactly? like i don’t think Bakugou would wanna make it public or obvious b/c he’s still kinda rocky with emotions and he doesn’t want people butting in on his personal business, so he kinda just yells at anyone who asks (”HAAAH? WHAT’S IT TO YA?”)

but i don’t think Ochako would mind all that much? maybe she’d be a little shy when it comes up, or try to steer the convo away b/c she gets all red and embarrassed. but she’d be happy about it and casually mention stuff here and there 

but like…. i don’t think they’d try to actively hide it? like they’d hold hands or share an umbrella or she’d hold his arm in pubic or they’d eat lunch together, etc. casual little things like that. they just wouldn’t want anyone bugging them about it 

(i imagine the boys constantly rag on Bakugou and joke about how on earth he managed to start dating such a sweet, nice girl like Uraraka when he’s such a dick, but it’s all in good fun. Bakugou screams death threats at them every other day. one day someone makes the mistake of suggesting that she’s weak, and he snaps back with a, “She’s fuckin’ stronger than you, asshole.”

Mina and Tooru often ask Ochako what she sees in Bakugou when he’s so……. himself, and Ohcako probably blushes and replies with stumbling words, “Ohh, well, you know, he’s actually kinda nice underneath it all, ya know? Like, okay maybe not nice nice, but he’s nice in his own way, it’s just hard to see sometimes!!” 

“………. Really?” Mina stares in utter disbelief.

“Ahahaha…” Ochako laughs, trying to brush off the awkwardness of the situation aside, “Ya gotta believe me on this! I swear it’s true!! He’s nice in his angry weird yell-y way!! A-and he’s really funny, and a good cook!! And he believes in me!! He helps push me to do my best!!” She said, raising up a fist up for emphasis, a fire burning in her eyes. 

She paused a moment before scratches the back of her neck, laughing weakly, “Ya just gotta trust me on this guys, haha…”

“We’re not doubting you, Ocha-chan,” Tsuyu pipes up, tongue sticking out slightly as she addresses Ochako, “It’s just hard to see Baku-chan be nice is all. Tho I’m sure our lil Baku has his good points too. He’s friends with Kirishima, and he’s dating you. That must mean something.” 

“Yeah, I guess you’re right…” Mina mutters. She quickly perked up however, and leaned over to ask Ochako with a grin, “So… is he a good kisser?”

“U-u-uuhhhhhh…” Uraraka stutters, eyes wide and cheeks burning. Tsuyu gives Mina a disapproving look. “Don’t pressure her into talking.” she croaked.

Mina glances at her disappointingly, but sighs. “Fine, fine. You don’t have to answer.”

silence reigns between them, until Ochako mutters something under her breath, curling over the drink in her hand to hide her red face. Both girls blink, and lean closer curiously. “What was that, Ocha-chan?” Tsuyu asks.

“I-I said… I h-have to… k-k-kiss him. He-he gets too embarrassed to kiss me…” Ochako’s says quietly, voice trembling and looking at them bashfully from under her eyelashes. she glances away and fidgets in her seat.

“O-hoho~” Mina grins widely, like the cat who ate the canary. “Bakugou gets too embarrassed to kiss you? And here I thought he’d be all fierce with romance like he is with fighting!” 

Tsuyu hums. “That is rather surprising. Who knew there was something Baku-chan was nervous about?”

“P-please don’t tell anyone I said that!” Ochako asks, eyes wide and flustered. “He’ll kill me if he knew I told anyone!” 

Well--” Mina protests, before Tsuyu’s tongue lightly smacks her cheek. “No problem, Ocha-chan. We’ll be sure to keep it a secret.”

Mina pouts at Tsuyu, rubbing her cheek slightly, before dramatically sighing, flopping back against the couch. “Fine, fine, I won’t tell anyone. Only for you, Ochako.” She sighed again, “Such good gossip, wasted…”)

anonymous asked:

YAY so glad I'm here for your requests opening!! ^^ Any chance I could get RFA and MC after having "special brownies" for the first time (whether by accident or on purpose)?

~Oh my god. Okay lololol


Yoosung

  • He’s the kid that doesn’t feel anything so he eats more
  • Big mistake
  • Gets on LOLOL and just sucks horribly
  • He’s running around laughing and his guild is like WTF Yoosung what are you doing???
  • Orders 2 pizzas from different places just to see which one would get there quicker
  • Calls V on speakerphone for you both
  • He is just feeling really lovey and kind
  • But it’s like 3am and V has no idea whats going on and why Yoosung keeps bursting out laughing mid apology
    • “I’m so sorry I thought about punching you that one time, man…also be honest is that your real hair??? (both of you burst out laughing) I dye my hair too so you can confess to me it’s okay I won’t tell annyyoooneee”

Jumin

  • He has slipped into the void
  • Literally just spends the whole time petting Elizabeth 3rd and examining her close up
  • Feels intense love for her and how cute she is
    • “MC, the pads on her right paw are slightly pinker than her left??? Grab a pen I need to write this down at once.”
  • Impromptu Ellie fashion show
  • You’re grabbing ribbons and bows and frills and dressing her up so cute
  • You both are just gushing over her
  • Jumin is taking amazing photos for the first time in his life
  • He also recorded her and on a playback he swears she is saying “i love you” and now he wont stop listening to it and its been 3 hours

Zen

  • He’s a talker
  • Won’t shut up
  • He is just blabbering on and on when it hits
  • He’s singing songs and showing you dance moves for fun
  • You guys sit and watch some of his musicals and he is entranced by himself
  • Also having you brush and braid his hair as you both watch
  • Okay but he is also feeling frisky
  • Keeps making moves on you and kissing you
    • “I love the feel of your lips on mine”
  • He’s getting pretty handsy and you’re just laughing
  • Anyway it isn’t long before you gets you into the bedroom

Jaehee

  • She has never felt more relaxed™ in her lifeee
    • “Is this what not being stressed feels like??”
  • Someone help her
  • She hasn’t stopped smiling for 2 hours now
  • A ‘Doer’ when she is high
  • Even though she moves slowly
  • She decided to bake a new muffin recipe that came into her brain
  • And she is smiling and humming and mixing happily
  • Tasting everything
  • Letting you taste everything
  • Just enjoying life tbh
  • And she baked up the best muffins she has ever made to this day

Saeyoung

  • Most of the time is spent watching internet videos and laughing at memes
  • Vine compilations all night
  • You’ll watch the same thing 15 times and still be laughing so hard that your sides hurt
  • SO. MUCH. JUNK.FOOD.
  • He has the munchies really bad
  • He is also hyper-focused and faster at hacking somehow?
  • So you guys decide to mess with Yoosung of course
  • You hack into his gaming comp in the middle of him playing LOLOL
  • It flashed with a pic of Saeyoung’s glasses
  • And Yoosung has to look at his webcam and say ‘God 707, Defender of Justice, please save me! Fix my computer so I can go back to my game-addicted ways!”
  • Which he, of course, records as Yoosung says it with a scowl
NCT as High Schoolers in Class

Haechan: The kid who puts his legs on the book rack behind your desk and starts shaking it. “Dude can you stop?” “Oh my bad… *does it again*”

Jeno: The guy who pulls his hoodie over his head and sleeps throughout class the entire year. Still ends up passing.

Jisung: That smart ass freshman you have in your classes “Teacher, I pointed out your grammar error, do I get bonus points?” 

Ten: Always has a bag of Hot Cheetos. Always hungry. “*sees someone else with food* “Can I have some?” “Can we watch a movie?”

Taeyong: Sharpens his pencil for way too long, and everyone just stares at him. Hits his hip on the desks all the time. Slightly a pushover, so when asked for paper, he gives it out. 

Johnny: The guy who always asks to “borrow” pencil and paper. Makes comments out loud, so everyone laughs. Sits in the back even though he can’t see. Tries to take Ten’s Hot Cheetos.

Jaehyun: The guy who tries to throw the paper ball in the trash can, and when he makes it the whole class goes “OooOOOOOOOOHH!” Says “Bless You” when you sneeze.

Mark: Taps his pencil and always has his headphones on. “Can we go outside?”

Renjun: Doodles on his papers. Probably gave the teacher a drawing, and probably the one who wrote on the desk.

Doyoung: Runs errands for the Teacher, and has the best notes. Shows up “sick” to tests. One Cough means A, One sniffle means B, you get it.

Jaemin: Sweetheart of the class, and offers you his charger. Asks the questions everyone wants to know but are too shy to say out loud.

Hansol: Uses up all his bathroom slots in one semester. Too shy to raise his hand; looks out the window, probably screaming in his head.

Kun: So quiet you forgot he was in your class. Probably hates everyone because they’re so loud. Sits next to Hansol because he’s quiet too.

Yuta: “Can we work with partners?” Eavesdrops on all the gossip, and tells Winwin later.

Winwin: Always on his phone! Tweets the gossip Yuta tells him. Texts you later that night “Hey what was for homework? What were the readings?” 

Chenle: Reads a book because he finished all of the assignments already. Probably doesn’t let you copy his work. Screams when the power goes out.

Taeil: Always late to class, and shows up with Starbucks or McDonald’s breakfast. First out the door when the bell rings. 

Haikyuu characters: a summary

Oikawa Tooru


- an actual trash but i love him
- model???
- probably owns an alien merchandise
- iWA-CHAAANN
- lowkey gay
- 3rd year but actually acts like a 7 year old boy
- eats milkbread for lunch


Kageyama Tobio

- volleyball genius but got failed exams
- lowkey tsundere
- OIKAWA-SENPAII
- #1 milk trash
- HARU???
- i wanna touch his haiR


Tsukishima Kei

- saltyshima
- “tch”
- SAVAGE AF
- lowkey nerd
- owns dinosaur figurines
- freakishly tALL
- good with kids???


Akaashi Keiji

- a beautiful setter tbh
- BOKUTO-SAN PLS STOP
- messy hair???
- lowkey mom
- i fucking wanna see his smirk again AGAIN AND AGAIN
- boyfriend material??


Nishinoya Yuu

- bro
- “ROLLING THUUNNDDEEEERR!!!”
- meme #2
- cute af
- talented tbh
- more hairdown noya PLS



Sugawara Koushi

- mom
- “NO DONT DO THAT DAICHI WILL GET MAD”
- vv really pretty
- i lowkey ship him with kiyoko
- MR. REFRESHING GUY
- knows everything???


Hinata Shouyou

- jumps higher than my grades
- “KAGEEEYYAAAMAAA !!”
- cinnamon roll #2
- toilet guy
- BAAAMMM SHOOSH



Tanaka Ryu

- meme #1
- BEST SENPAI
- bro
- FUNNY AF
- lowkey savage
- “kiyoko-san spank us”
- UNDERRATED???


Iwaizumi Haijime

- armS
- boyfriend material
- mean but nice
- “TRASHIKAWA !!!”
- has 829782 nicknames for oikawa
- have u sEEN HIS BICEPS



Tetsurou Kuroo

- OYAOYAOYA
- kinda savage
- “ive always been a nice person”
- vv attractive
- nICE LAUGH


Yamaguchi Tadashi

- cinnamon roll
- “TSUKKIII !! ”
- freckleSSS
- da kewl guy
- ##underrated


Daichi Sawamura

- dadchi
- angst
- reliable
- THE RAGE LOOK
- wig



Kozume Kenma

- no game no lyf
- KITTEN
- cinnamon roll #3
- shouyou af
- vv genius


Koutarou Bokuto

- emo
- AKAAAASSHIIII
- rlly loud
- drama queen
- bffs w/ kuroo

I’ve Always Loved You. (Tom Holland.)

Requested – Yes. Sorry, that it took me five hundred years.  

Prompt – You are Harrison’s little sister and you confess to Tom that you have always loved him.

Warning – Somewhat angsty, but the majority is fluff.

Words – 1,475. 

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Confession. That word scares humans on a daily basis because it can have a positive or negative outcome. People like to take their chances, but the probability of it going their way is slim. Nonetheless, individuals do it anyways because the result could be the one the person wants. Everyone just has to be optimistic and never stop believing that anything can happen.

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💋Lake House (Grayson x Reader)

Summary: Grayson and the reader are friends and they go on a trip with a lot of friends and they are forced to share a bed for a week in the hotel and like Grayson takes off his shirt to go to bed so this makes the reader really embarrassed because she likes him and then she wants him to feel the same way and she puts her pajama which is only a T-shirt and panties and it’s all hot in the room and all!

Warnings: This was supposed to be just fingering, but I got carried away but sex.

A/N: I hope I did this justice for you! I decided to make it a camping trip type thing because I want to go camping so bad right now and it’s all I can think about! Requests are OPEN. (P.S. I hate myself for writing this cause now my emotions are all over the place)

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