holy shit he is so perfect

IMPORTANT THINGS IN THE BOOTLEG

Jeremy’s massive thing of Aveeno and tissues. Same.

Will Connolly has nice legs.

Jeremy tucks in his shirt? What a nerd.

The choreography in More Than Survive is legendary.

Chloe is an asshole. Also, I’m pretty sure Jeremy was going to defend Jenna? Good boy.

Jeremy is so gleeful when he sees the sign up sheet? Fuck everyone who says he only signed up for Christine- this boy clearly wanted to do it, he was just too scared to go for it.

The sad look as he realizes that the signup is just going to end in humiliation.

CHRISTINE’S LIP BALM??? Get moisturized!

IS MY MACBOOK PRO HARD DRIVE

Brooke’s hair is gorgeous.

Jeremy bops along to Michael’s rap, which is adorable. It also shows that he’s only really comfortable around him- compare Jeremy in the chorus of More Than Survive, where he’s flailing and totally unable to keep with the choreography to Two Player Game, where he and Michael are completely in sync.

Handshake is repeated in Two Player Game! Motif confirmed!

Speaking of which, Michael himself is totally with the choreography. I think this can be taken as either him accepting his place in the hierarchy, or at least having the social skills to navigate it. Either way, it makes sense that he has trouble relating to Jeremy’s frustration with fitting in- in his own way, he already does.

Also, the prop and scene transitions are fantastic? The entire set is ridiculously versatile, and it’s incredible how seamless the transitions are and how they blend into the dancing. Also, the fucking sky bean bags. Who do you think had to stand up on the catwalks and drop those? I wanna know.

At 7:40 we have some quality hand flapping action? I mean, this entire scene is great- Jeremy stands up straighter and looks so genuinely excited, and he runs up to the poster, so ready to get genuinely into this play… and then Rich calls him gay and publically humiliates him.

Speaking of Rich, he’s kind of a dick in this, isn’t he? I mean, the whole bullying thing definitely is not a mild issue- Rich spends most of his time attacking Jeremy. At 2:40 he straight up punches Jeremy in the nuts, he actually lays hands on him during the “BOYF” scene, and when he’s singing to him, at one point he’s clearly about to punch him. Hard.

Speaking of that moment, I want to point out Jeremy’s instantaneous reaction to Rich raising his hand. That’s not a normal reaction. Normal people block their faces, obviously, but the way Jeremy automatically does it before Rich even finishes raising his hand, that’s not normal. That’s what people do when they’ve been hit. A lot.

Anyways, Michael is amazing? Such a supportive friend. So many good friendly touches. 9:45’s little face pat, and the entirety of Two Player Game stick out.

“WELL I’M JEREMY!”

And lemme talk about I Love Play Rehearsal too. I love Christine, and she’s so amazingly extra in everything she does. I also love how happy Jeremy is listening to her, even if he’s too nervous to talk, and how Christine is totally cool with that! They have a lot of great chemistry in this!

I also love how it’s absolutely obvious that Christine is horrible at reading the room and is constantly unaware of the innuendos she’s making. My beautiful, oblivious daughter.

And, she’s so comfortable with him! You go girl! Shout at the sweaty man!

Jeremy is a ball of spastic energy. Constantly. I can relate.

Shout out to Jeremy putting his hands over his lap. It’s okay man. We all have boners for Christine.

Jeremy’s little smile during her song? It’s adorable. 100% wholesome. He’s so in love.

And Christine poking his… like, everywhere? Cute as hell.

And for that matter, Jeremy’s nervous tic of smoothing down his hair? Really cute. He does it a lot too!

Jake is apparently also on the Frisbee Golf Team. Make of that what you will.

Mr. Reyes hugging Christine. Quality comforting. My poor daughter, who then proceeds to harass him during the Hot Pocket Break. Perfect girl.

She also seems really hesitant initially with Jake. Her body language is very much “Leave me alone please.”

Jeremy has canonically had to go to the nurse over breakdowns.

Rich has seen Mr. Reyes urinate. This isn’t important, but like. It happened. Why.

Rich spends the entire discussion before his song urinating while rolling his hips. And doesn’t wash his hands. Then puts said hands all over Jeremy. Jeremy has indirectly touched Rich’s dick.

Rich’s lisp comes back when he shouts at Jeremy, then he slaps himself. Damn, that’s heartbreaking.

Also, irrelevant to Rich, but Jeremy’s hands are in his pockets 85% of the time. Like a bisexual penguin.

Rich at 20:33 keeps touching Jeremy’s face. He still has not washed his hands.

AGAIN, RICH WAS ABOUT TO SERIOUSLY FUCK UP JEREMY’S FACE, AND FROM HIS IMMEDIATE, REFLEXIVE REACTION, WE CAN TELL THIS HAS HAPPENED BEFORE.

Please, someone make a tutorial for the SQUIP hand gestures. I love them.

Rich makes Jeremy stand straight. Foreshadowing much?

When Rich sings “Rule!” at 22:25, he does the rising fist motion from Pitiful Children.

Jeremy’s flailing at 23:09, beautiful anxious deer child. He’s beauty, he is grace, he’s gonna shove a SQUIP in his face.

“Aren’t you gonna wash your hands?”

Rich flashing Jeremy while he shouts about how the SQUIP makes it so he doesn’t get piss on his hands.

Rich is a nasty boy.

Jeremy’s reprise of the SQUIP Song is great.

YEET

Michael has reentered the narrative and they both sound so happy to see each other.

Beanbags, our twin heavenly Lords and Saviors, are made with space fabric.

Jeremy and Michael move in perfect tandem, like holy shit. They straight up swap controllers for a bit and keep playing as they talk and dance and annoy each other? Incredible.

This is the most wholesome thing I’ve ever seen. So full of holes.

Michael tickles Jeremy? GOOD SHIT.

Jeremy steals Michael’s controller and his face has such glee. So playful. So pure.

Friendly reminder that part of the reason Jeremy took the SQUIP and kept obeying it was fear of become his father- depressed and negligent.

The awkward hell of having to stare at Mr. Heere’s crotch. Every time he shows up. Jeremy, I feel your pain.

Mr. Heere goes in for the hair tussle and is brutally rejected by his son. In general, Jeremy is really upset by his parents, both his dad and his deadbeat mom.

Michael is super insecure.

Honestly, this whole thing is like watching the build up to a tragedy. It’s honestly unnerving to now Jeremy’s going to get the living shit kicked out of him.

Jeremy flipping Michael off at 29:07 is my aesthetic.

Rich and Jake helping with the scene transitions are amazing.

Michael’s constant glaring at Spooky Stock Boy is legendary. Quality moral support here.

Every Time Jeremy’s voice cracks, I triple in power.

The robotic backup singers and theremin during Stock Boy’s reprise are my sexuality.

Tag yourself, I’m massive hat lady.

“Minty?”

MICHAEL IS SO FUCKING HYPED FOR THAT PEPSI, DAMN SON.

More quality Jer-flaps at 34:23.

JEREMY’S SEIZURE. HOLY SHIT MY SON IS IN PAIN. ALL WHUMP IS CANON.

I mean, seriously, that’s an actual goddamn seizure. That’s horrifying.

NO JENNA DON’T RECORD JEREMY DYING, GET FUCKING MEDICAL ATTENTION.

Christine is so fucking worried, and she pushes Jake away for making fun of Jeremy. I love her.

ERIC’S HERE BITCHES.

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There was a huge push from Asian-Americans to cast an Asian-American actor as Iron Fist, and it would have made this story more compelling for precisely the reasons you’re saying: The narrative of having an Asian-American going back to Asia after losing his parents as a metaphor for regaining power is a really great one. It feels like a missed opportunity.
It is a missed opportunity. That’s exactly how I feel about it, word for word. It would’ve been a brave thing to do, for sure, for Marvel. I can see how that was difficult to make that decision. I think, personally, it would’ve paid off. But I think it’ll come next because people are feeling underrepresented. People are like, “Yo, this was a perfect opportunity to represent us.” They chose not to, and it’s not even their fault. I see why they stuck to the source material because it’s very risky to move away from that, but they’ll move away from it in other areas and in other shows where they’ll take an Asian character and make him white. So you can’t really win with that argument. Because we’ve seen many times when they’ve taken Asian characters and made him white.

Otabek's DJ Friends

•They’re the super irresponsible friend group all of us have at one point or another

•Although Otabek is the youngest of them, he’s definitely the Mom Friend™ and keeps them from doing overly stupid stuff

•His friends from DJ'ing is made up of other DJ’s, people working at the places he DJ’s at, and regulars who always go to see him play (there are like 6 of them)

•They seem all tough on the outside (like Otabek) but they’re actually some of the sweetest people you’ll ever meet

•Viewing parties whenever Otabek has a competition??? Of course.

•They’re screaming at the TV (much like most sports fans will yell at a football game) during these competitions

•"HOLY SHIT DID YOU SEE OTABEK PULL OFF THAT JUMP??“ “THAT WAS FLAWLESS” “ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? THATS HIS SCORE?? IT WAS NEARLY PERFECT”

•When he first met them they knew literally nothing about figure skating but they asked Otabek to teach them all about it so now they’re Experts™

•Along with being the Mom Friend™, he’s the smol youngest friend in the group (how he pulls off both titles the world may never know)

•They love to tease him about being younger than them even tho it’s only by like a year

•THE BIGGEST OTAYURI SHIPPERS

•As soon as they saw what happened in Barcelona at the GPF they shipped it

•They insisted on meeting Yuri over skype (much to Otabek’s embarrassment) to make sure he was worthy of their friend

•Immediately adopted Yuri as an honorary member of the group as soon as they met him

•Literally willing to fight anyone who talks shit about Otabek or Yuri

•They’re always giving Otabek advice on dating because they claim they’re superior at relationships just because they’re older

•Otabek always texts with perfect capitalization and punctuation in their group chat except when he’s talking about Yuri, then he breaks out the all caps

•"GUYS I TOLD HIM HE HAS THE EYES OF A SOLDIER AND WE BECAME FRIENDS WHAT DO I DO NOW"

-Mod Jess

Going to the Yule Ball with Draco Malfoy would include...

Originally posted by crystalgreene-justromance

request -  Dancing with Draco at the Yule Ball.

a/n - i kind of changed it up and made it into a yule all with draco thing since i had a lot more ideas to offer into the request, hope you don’t mind!!! xxx

- he probably asked you by using a charm to be all cutesy

- he only went all out because he thinks you’re the absolute cutest in the school

- also would probably beat crabbe and goyle up if they called they said anything about you that was negative

- him asking fellow slytherins to tie his bowtie

- ‘draco all you’ve ever told me to do is go stick a dragons egg up my arse why should i help you now’

- ‘I KNOW BUT JUST THIS ONE TIME CMON’

 - waits for you at the bottom of the staircase in front of the great hall

- might i mention that you’ve already tripped on your dress a good 5 times already

- your mom sent you that dress okay!!! it was special and you hope he would like it

- and oh boy did he

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anonymous asked:

AU where Victuuri met at some college party in Detroit and a jock won’t leave Yuuri alone so he grabbed the closest person he could find (Victor) and told him to leave him alone coz he has a boyfriend and Victor just goes along with it coz he’s cute lol~ Yuuri didn’t really pay attention but it turns out the guy he grabbed was the most popular guy on campus so they faked the relationship and waited for some time to pass before they “break up” for reputation’s sake but ended up dating foreals omg

SOMEONE WRITE THIS AU

Aisles [m]

Aisle Three

Summary: Jungkook was your best friend. You held onto his secrets. And he knew all of yours. Except for one. One that would change your friendship forever. You were in love with him.

Pairing: Reader x Jungkook

Genre: bestfriend!au, college!au, angst, smut

Word Count: 5,802

Originally posted by sugutie

Aisle One Aisle Two Aisle Three

Surprisingly, it was easy for you to lie yourself and to everyone around you. Flashing a smile anytime someone around you asked you how you were doing. The layers of concealer under your eyelids hiding more than the lack of sleep. You tried to keep yourself busying, burying yourself under piles of books and notes to occupy your mind with anything but Jungkook and how he wrinkled his nose when he smiled.

 In a very strange way you found solace in the amount of schoolwork that was piling up in the pages of your planner. Exams, research papers, and presentations were keeping you out of the house and inside the walls of the library. You were regretting your schedule for this semester, but with the MCAT looming you couldn’t afford to take any risks. Medical school was the light at the end of the tunnel, and not even a bunny toothed boy was enough to keep you distracted.

 Hoseok however, had a problem with the fact that you should probably start paying rent to the librarian. He missed you, constantly sending you reminders to eat and drink water during the hours you were studying. You had regretted the night you told him that you hadn’t eaten since 7 in the morning and 45 minutes later a freckled teenager came into the library with the largest bag of Chinese takeout you had ever seen. And your name was scribbled on the front.

Y/N 9:35 PM: Hobi, I appreciate the thought but can you please stop sending me food while I am in the library.

Hoseok 9: 47 PM: I’ll stop sending you food when you actually sleep in your bed, for once

Sighing, you throw your phone back down on the table. He had a point. You hadn’t slept underneath sheets in weeks. By the time you got home from school you were too tired to make it your bedroom. Every morning waking up regretting the fact that you had decided to buy the lumpiest couch known to man. You knew that this wouldn’t last. That eventually you wouldn’t be able to hide behind the excuses of academics to avoid having a life. You were going to burn out.

But two days later you found yourself in the same position.

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anonymous asked:

You know how when a guy is hard and it doesn't wanna go down? What about Y/n being horny and keeps going back at Harry to touch her? and he teases her like "What's wrong baby, you've been getting in me pants all day,am I that irresistible?" and she'll just roll her eyes and starts undressing

this hurt me more than it’s gonna hurt you fUCK.

So let’s say they’ve been out all day.

They attended Niall’s cook out and the entire time, she’s basically all over him.

She hates it. Hates it because she’s usually in control and can keep her shit down but today there’s just something kicking around her system that won’t leave her be.

Maybe it’s how good Harry looks, clad in black skinny jeans, his favorite tan boots and a striped, casual, short-sleeve button up. His hair’s all fluffy and soft from blow-drying it this morning, jaw covered with faint scruff from not shaving for a few days. He smells devine, his cologne a mixture of ocean salts and woodsy smoke, swirling in her lungs and nearly suffocating her in the best way possible. His lips look extra pink and juicy, the skin flushed of raspberry and looking soft and supple– perfect to bite on. He has his sunglasses tucked back into his hair so that his jaw and cheekbones are on full display, the muscles ticking as he talks or swallows or smiles or laughs and, fuck, how can someone be so beautiful with so little effort?

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Sterek & ALL the Christmas Fics

I have no self control when it comes to Christmas fics. None. So, this is my top 60 list of christmas fics. Yes, top 50 would have been cooler but then I would have to delete some fics *gasp*  The newer fics are at the top.  Also, I did not update the ugly christmas sweater fics those ones are here

A Royal Christmas Engagement by  skoosiepants | 25.6K

Young omega Warden Lord Mieczysław Stilinski, given the royal request of marrying Crown Prince Derek Hale of Triskelion, predictably messes the whole entire thing up.

Potential by  alocalband | 2K

Stiles finds him in a bookstore in Brooklyn and it’s like not a day has passed since they last saw each other, even though it’s been almost two years now.

Mistletoe’s Overrated Anyway by  stilinski | 8.2K

Derek remembers a hyperactive eleven year old with a buzzcut and an irritating habit of getting underfoot - his memory doesn’t lend to the lean, doe eyed brunet in his hallway; he’s talking on his phone and scowling something fierce but Derek’s mouth goes dry at the way Stiles runs long fingers through his hair.

Kiss Me on This Cold December Night by  Leslie_Knope | 18.9K

The hairs on the back of Stiles’ neck tingle, and he swallows hard against the unmistakable sensation of someone staring at him. He’s tempted to just ignore it, but after a few seconds, his curiosity wins out and he looks up from his phone instead. He doesn’t notice anything right away, flicking his gaze along the people on the other side of the intersection until he suddenly stops and backtracks. It’s a little hard to see, what with the thick drizzle and the cars whizzing between them, but he would recognize that glorious bearded face anywhere, even after six years. Holy shit.

The Holiday by  matildajones | 16.5K

It’s Christmas, Stiles is alone, and he finds himself swapping Bed & Breakfasts with Cora Hale over the holidays.

practice makes perfect by  bleep0bleep | 3.3K

“So… you’re interested? Or you just said yeah because it’s what you say when you don’t know what to say.”
“Interested. In kissing you.”
Stiles makes a vague gesture with his hand. “I mean, yeah, if only to get you more comfortable with the whole dating thing in the future. I mean, we’re friends, and I want you to be happy.” He bites his lip, nervous.
Derek doesn’t even need to think about it because he knows it’s a bad idea. He’ll kiss Stiles and get to know what it’s like, and his heart will break because he won’t ever get to have him, that this is out of friendship only.
But this might be his only chance.

Kiss Me, It’s Beginning To Snow by  thepsychicclam | 4.2K

On Christmas Eve, Derek runs into Stiles. Even though it’s been years, Derek is still completely drawn to Stiles.

Home for Christmas by  mikkimouse | 6.6K

When Sheriff Stilinski is hurt after an encounter with the supernatural, Stiles ends up spending the Christmas season with Derek. It’s not nearly as bad as he thinks it’s going to be. 

The flamingo in the yard by  Vendelin | 6.1K

It isn’t fair that Stiles needs to work Christmas, when his dad is on the other side of the country. Or that his really hot, next door neighbour is around for the holidays as well. Or that there’s a power outage that makes things even worse. Or better.

Caring for Your Caroler by  mikkimouse | 2K

Derek’s neighbor is singing Christmas carols in the backyard at 2 a.m. Derek’s going to kill him.

Layover by  dr_girlfriend | 3.6K

She seemed fascinated with Derek’s beard, eyes widening further under incredibly thick lashes as she petted Derek’s cheek some more, smoothing down the short stubble. Finally she grinned widely. “Good wuff.”

Derek jerked upright, hands clenching on the edge of his seat. Did she just say?…

“CJ!” The child was suddenly gone, lifted up by a strong, tattooed forearm around her little potbelly. “You scared the he— heck out of me! What have I told you about wandering — Derek?”

hooked on (dangling by a yarn) by  extantecstasy | 19.1K

One hundred days, ten scarves, one Christmas, and Stiles’ dormant magic has to ruin everything.

nom de plume by  bleep0bleep | 3.9K

There are no more chapters. 22 is the last one.
Derek groans in despair. He has to know what happens.

the amber of the moment by  redhoodedwolf | 23.2K

Ever since he was eight years old, Stiles had been running. Fate decided it was time to stop.

I’ll Wait Up For You, Dear by  WhoNatural | 5.4K

Derek is the Uber driver who always seems to be up when Stiles needs a ride home from work.

Regression to the Mean by  theroguesgambit | 16.5K

There aren’t really words for this. “Sure, dude. Let’s hang out sometime and bond over the fact that our lives suck and we’ve both basically killed a bunch of people by accident” doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue.

sometimes fate is like a small snowstorm by  thepsychicclam | 8.1K

In a coffee shop two days before Christmas, Derek meets Stiles. Despite neither of them being interested in relationships, they spend an unforgettable evening together, but then part ways. During the following years, Stiles competes in the Olympics, Derek tours the world - and neither of them forget. Then twelve years later, two days before Christmas, Derek finds Stiles in that same coffee shop. 

Red Against the Snow by  Ember | 34.2K

Stiles is trapped for the holidays in the cabin of a strange man/hermit named Derek. A strangely friendly wolf befriends Stiles during his stay. It’s up to the teenager to find out why Derek has secluded himself from society, what the feelings he’s beginning to have means, and what the connection between the mysterious man and the mysterious black wolf is.

Let it snow! Let it snow! (but please let it stop eventually) by  relenafanel | 19.1K

Stiles grew up with his bedroom window overlooking Derek’s bedroom, so when he returns home for the holidays he’s surprised to find a stranger in his nerdy neighbour’s bedroom.

Only, he’s not much of a stranger.

It is Derek Hale, the guy who is going to be his new step brother, if the rumours are true.

Abominable by  Revenant | 20.2K

Where Derek buys a secluded cabin halfway up a mountain, meets a yeti and falls in love with Stiles, but not necessarily in that order.

You Got Us An Ornament by  TheRealNightTempest | 18K

With the Pack out of town for Christmas and his dad and Melissa on the honeymoon they never had, Stiles plans to craft his way through the holidays to distract himself from being alone. When he realizes his plan isn’t as fun by himself, Stiles turns to Derek Hale to help him out as the only other miserable guy left in Beacon Hills at Christmas.

Or the one where Stiles loves Pinterest and forces Derek to help him bake ten different cookies and break out his hot gluing skills. There might be heaping amounts of feels. You have been warned.

The Long Way Around by  banryeo, secondstar | 10.2K

After searching through his family’s vault, Derek finds a key to a vacation cabin that his family own. He decides to fix it, along with allowing himself to heal for the first time since his family’s death. In taking the time for himself, he comes to realize his feelings for Stiles, albeit slowly.

Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas by  mikkimouse | 1.1K

“you’re in the hospital for the holidays so i came in while you were sleeping to decorate your room i love you merry christmas”

made from the heart by  bleep0bleep | 2.7K

Derek has been crushing on Stiles for awhile, and thinks maybe this Christmas season he’ll tell him how he feels. He’s got a great present too, except when Stiles gives him a thoughtful handmade present, Derek is pretty much screwed.

Scott and Stiles own a Christmas Tree Farm | tumblr ficlet

Derek just has to cut down the perfect tree. And maybe Laura and Cora have ulterior motives for Derek and the cute Christmas tree farm owner.

The Natural Binding Properties of Pine Sap by  uraneia | 4.2K

Derek saves a nymph from being somebody’s Christmas decoration. As a reward, the nymph grants him a twig of mistletoe.

If Derek had known the mistletoe would come to life and goad him into kissing people at random, he might have tried to refuse.

your presence is a present by  bleep0bleep | 1.6K

For some reason Derek had this idea in his head of an elderly grandfatherly type who liked to tell silly jokes, read stories to kids in classrooms and let them wear his badge.

Stiles is, for lack of a better word, hot.

Bet On It by  IDreamOnlyOfYou (lauren3210) | 8.3K

Stiles is an RN and Derek the attending trauma surgeon at Beacon Hills Hospital. They’re constantly arguing, much to the amusement of their colleagues, who ultimately decide to take bets on when the sexual tension will finally explode. The only question is, who will win the jackpot?

The Ribbon on My… by  Dira Sudis (dsudis) | 11.3K

Derek had assumed that he and Stiles would give each other simple things, swapping books or DVDs or jokey gifts, random dollar store toys and junk food.

A Thrill of Hope by  bigboobedcanuck | 4K

Stiles crashes through the forest with Derek in his sights, stopping every so often to launch another snowball and duck one of Derek’s. Obviously Derek could outrun him in a heartbeat if he wanted to, but for some bizarre reason he apparently wants to hang out with Stiles and have an epic snowball fight. Maybe it’s a Christmas miracle. Or maybe Derek is just as bored and lonely as Stiles is.

All I Want for Christmas (Is You) by  blindinglights | 9.2K

Derek meets Stiles in a department store while shopping for his family, after seeing a little girl crying for her Dad on the floor. They part ways and Derek doesn’t think he’ll see Stiles again. Beacon Hills may not be that big, but it still doesn’t mean he’ll ever run into Stiles, because that’s just not how Derek’s life works. Despite what Erica tries to tell him whenever she can, that sometimes fate can happen, Christmas miracles, whatever, it won’t.

(Or, the one where Stiles is a single dad, Derek falls for him, and Christmas ends up better than Derek expected.)

12 Days of Hale Publishing by relenafanel | 7,533

Something must have poked his Christmas Spirit. It might be the way Hale was watching the proceedings with a scowl on his face, unable to hide what was clear derision. Earlier, his eyes had lifted when Stiles entered the work pen with the presents, and Stiles had been under the impression he had been vaguely pleased. The only thing Stiles could think of that would make someone such a gloomy grump was not getting a gift.

“What?” Hale asked, staring at him through the glass wall that made up the part of his office facing the work area.

“I’ve got something for you!” Stiles said, waving the small rectangular present as he walked in.

“That’s not mine,” Mr. Hale said, staring at the box like it offended him. Then he stared at Stiles like he was offending him more. “You’ve made a mistake.”

“No mistake, sir. It’s a special delivery from magical Hale Holiday Elves.” Stiles gestured to his head. “See the hat. A man wearing this hat makes no mistakes.”

A Hale for the Holidays by rlnerdgirl | 38,095

“I sent you a Christmas card that got sent back to me. Did you get a new apartment?” his dad wonders. The question is all suspicion and little anything else.

A flicker of an idea sparks. It’s not nearly formed well enough for him to say, “Yeah, actually,” and when he follows that with, “I moved in with someone,” he wants to punch himself in the face. He’s living with someone?!

“You’re living with someone?” It’s the same voice and tone as the one in Stiles’ head, just thirty years older.

Two things keep Stiles from bashing his face onto the table: there’s a steaming cup of coffee in the way and, more importantly, his dad will definitely hear. Someone passes by in front of him and a semi-familiar book cover catches his eye. “Derek Hale,” he muses, and stops. No. That wasn’t meant to be out loud.

A Missed Opportunity Is Found by alyshajade (larrymates) |3,362

Derek was more than halfway done with shelving the new shipment of Young Adult fantasy novels by the time Stiles finally breezed through the door, signaling his late arrival with the dull jingling of the bell. He wasn’t even in his work clothes yet, and Derek noted with disdain the streaks of mud that covered Stiles from head to toe.

“You’re more than an hour late,” Derek stated, more of a fact than an admonishment. Stiles was not only the boss’ kid, he was a snarky, arrogant teenage boy with an abundance of confidence, and Derek could rarely muster the nerve to stand up to him, regardless of his position as manager.

Assholes In Love by serenelystrange |3,819

These two assholes can’t figure out what to get each other for Christmas. Their friends are absolutely no help. But it all works out.

Baby, It’s Cold Outside by Jebiwonkenobi | 2,791

Beacon Hills has a snow storm. Totally-not-cuddling happens.

bah humbug (no, that’s too strong) by mywholecry | 6,384

Derek buys locks for his stupid burnt-out shell of a home, even though half of the place is exposed to the open air and it’s not exactly the fortress of solitude that a tragic anti-hero like Derek really deserves. He installs them on the front door one by one while Stiles sits cross-legged on the porch and watches, leans backwards onto his hands.

But, Doctor! by stilinskisparkles | 30,266

“We had to splint a girl’s leg in a ditch,” Scott says excitedly.

“Bro, you sound way too happy about that,” Stiles complains, opening up his bag and pulling out a Twinkie.

Derek removes it from his hand silently and replaces it with an apple. Stiles scowls at him for a second then bites into it, regardless. Derek sits back and lets the group discuss the merits of dramatic lifesaving feats for winning over the ladies. Scott is convinced it’ll help impress Allison; Isaac thinks Scott’s a loser. Stiles—

Stiles is falling asleep on Derek’s shoulder.

Come Fly With Me (Or Don’t) by stilinskisparkles | 15,325

Stiles is overworked and stressed out when his flight home gets delayed due to copious amounts of snow. He finds entertainment with one Derek Hale, whom he hasn’t seen since high school but really doesn’t mind getting reacquainted with. Especially when it turns out Derek is surprisingly hilarious and will reluctantly play snap with him. And can walk on his hands.

Cupboard Love by mklutz | 32,682

He’s carefully balancing the sandwiches and the two biggest tupperware containers he could find that both had functioning lids when the front door opens and he almost drops everything right there in front of the stupid fountain. If that’s Derek Hale, he’s definitely not a mountain man.

Deck the Hales with Mistletoe and Holly by tryslora | 32,827

Stiles recognizes that there are a number of reasons why this is a bad idea.

or

The one where Stiles manages to somehow imply that he might be dating his exceedingly hot TA for freshman lit, and ends up inviting him home for the holidays (along with his two crazy sisters) and really hopes that Lydia doesn’t find out he was lying and kill him before maybe he can make it so he’s not lying after all…

Denial by ericaismeg |4,924

Scott thinks they’re flirting. Isaac’s betting on Derek sniffing him. The Sheriff thinks they’re dating. Erica and Boyd are rooting for them. Derek’s waiting for him to figure it out.

Stiles is the only one in denial.

Glad Tidings by stilinskisparkles |24,166

“Eight people are going to be descending on our home in a mere matter of days, Derek.” Stiles grabs the pizza box, uses it to gesture at the pile of books and papers under the table, away and towards Derek’s sneaker collection. “You want them to think we live like this all the time?”

“We do live like this all the time,” Derek huffs, stretching lazily.

how you doin’? by decideophobia |6,768

“So,” Derek says eventually, because he feels awkward and uncomfortable, “how you doin’?”

I Thought You Would Like That by Emela | 7,325

Derek and Stiles get locked in a room together at an office Christmas party and end doing something about all that unresolved sexual tension.

i wish i had a river by thepsychicclam |15,588

Derek is the editor of a successful publishing firm, and is horrible to all his employees, including Stiles. On Christmas Eve night, he gets visited by three spirits and has to take a look at his life.

Mistletoe Never Lies by CarolineLahey | 19,220

Derek Hale loves his family, he really does. He just wishes they weren’t so determined to set him up. When he finally blurts out that he has a boyfriend, and quickly gives his mother the name of the barista at his local coffee shop as his “boyfriend”, he figures that buys him a little peace.

He probably should have been paying attention to the part of the conversation where he agreed to bring Stiles home for Christmas to meet the family.

My World Is Filled With Cheer And You by bleep0bleep | 10,832

“It was a last minute decision. Single parents with children draw attention to themselves in this type of neighborhood, and this department didn’t have a big budget to relocate all the werewolf and werewolf sympathizers that were targeted on this list. We’ve combined a lot of our relocation assignments. It ended up working out that another family, Mr. Stilinski and his son, looked like a good fit for you guys, so you’ll be sharing a home with them for the time being.” Markowski grins at him. “Congratulations! You’re married!”

In which Derek and his daughter are displaced just in time for the holidays, matched up with Stiles and his young son in a government protection program.

Nothing Short Of Perfect by GotTheSilver |27,019

In which Derek and Stiles are made aware of their potential and have to make a choice about what their relationship will be. “Let me get this straight,” his dad says. “You’re telling me a witch told Derek and yourself that you could be destined to be together and now Derek will be going to college with you?”

Secret Santa by Jebiwonkenobi | 10,866

Stiles was all odd angles and squirming. He shoved words into spaces where they shouldn’t go. He stood his ground when he should have run. He helped and protected Derek and the pack without ever asking for anything in return. Derek found himself wanting a lot of things from Stiles that he hadn’t allowed himself to want from anyone in a long time, which made Stiles feel like a cliff that he was in danger of leaping off of.

Solstice Alpha by Dira Sudis (dsudis) |11,152

The traditional Hale pack solstice party gets resurrected by the new and improved-from-ten-months-ago Hale pack.

Thank You For Breaking My Heart by Loz |14,458

Even though Christmas was the fucking worst, Derek had a moment to hang his hopes on — Scott coming into the coffee shop and gracing him with his smile. Little did Derek know that rescuing Scott from hunters would lead to him convincing Scott’s family they were engaged. This might not have been such a problem if Scott’s step-brother Stiles wasn’t so suspicious and oddly charming.

Tis The Season Baristas Fear The Most by stilinskisparkles | 5,470

Scott is hands down the worst barista Derek has ever hired. But it’s Christmas and apparently that means something to some people.

The Christmas Raffle by mikkimouse | 10,386

Every year, the royal Hale family raffles off a Christmas dinner with Prince Derek to raise money for charity. But this year, the winner is the second chance Derek didn’t know he was looking for.

The Company I Keep by secondstar | 67,551

Stiles has a favorite table at the library. Then some asshole comes along and steals it from him.

When You Stop Believing in Santa You Get Underwear by owlpostagain | 7,817

There are some salvageable things though. A virtually untouched heavy slate sign that says, engraved in an ornate script that confirms at least one person in the Hale family had a sense of humor (Stiles has a horrible suspicion it might have been Peter), When You Stop Believing in Santa You Get Underwear.

With A Little Christmas Magic by AceLotti |10,669

Stiles is jobless this Christmas and as a last resort, is stuck playing one of Santa’s elves at the mall. The job is a bust, and Stiles isn’t really in the Christmas mood, until he finds salvation in the Starbucks at the food court, not only in hiding from kids, but in one very sexy barista named Derek.

You put a Hallmark on my Heart by giantteenwolforgy | 3,325

Stiles is funny and smart and kind and is also his daughter’s teacher and his boss’s son. On the list of people who are off-limits, Stiles has held the top spot for as long as Derek has known him.

Since Derek is Derek, Stiles also happens to rank number one on the list of people Derek is in love with. Seriously. His life is like a bad Hallmark movie.

In the New Year by pyes | 43,507

In Beacon Hills they don’t say “Happy Holidays.” Instead they say “Yo, Derek,” which translates to “I’m pretty sure I soul-bound my sorry ass to the floor of your loft, four years ago, while reading spells off the internet.” I think that’s beautiful.

The Rest of Your Life by paradis | 4,168

“Seemed like a buttercream guy,” Stiles says innocently, and grabs two forks and pours two huge glasses of milk. They eat in silence and when Stiles finishes his mouth is filled with the too-sweet taste of peanut butter icing and chocolate cake, and he’s full, but he feels good, too. He stares at Derek, who’s licking his lips after his last bite of cake.

sometimes I think about Yuuri’s spiral on the Onsen on Ice poster and how PERFECT it is. The edge is SO, SO deep and his leg is up so high in pretty much an absolute split and there’s NO ugly bend to it, not even a little bit and his body is just parallel to the ice. His hands are so poised looking, his toe pointed. It’s beyond textbook perfection holy shit. It’s hard enough to find lady skaters who can do spirals like that, let alone men.  

I need to see him doing this in the show, in motion KuboSayo. Mappa please.

Literally wtf he is perfect.

Punishment

Written for a request by @winchesterswoonathon​. John Winchester wants you to follow his orders.

Warning: smut, spanking kink, dom!John if you squint

Word Count: 1650ish

A/N: It’s been a long time since I’ve written John. Enjoy! XOXO


The bed isn’t the most comfortable in the world. Of course, you’re used to that. Motels aren’t known for their mattress quality. They always make your back ache and your muscles sore.

Even so, you aren’t moving.

Not until you know you’re allowed to.

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// I know this didn’t really ask for nsfw but I still felt it
so slight nsfw ahead

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Zen:

- He was on break at rehearsals when his phone lit up, alerting him that he had gotten a message from you.

- Instantly he’s like Oh boy!! It’s my angel coming to wish me good luck!!!

- Then he opens it with a big grin expecting a cute little note and holy shit he literally drops his phone and a coworker goes to pick it up for him and he sCREAMS NO DONT TOUCH THAT

- Instantly finds a closet or bathroom and might send you a quick nude tbh even if you were just in underwear with a dirty message he’ll send a dick pic or something no shame

- He’s so turned on by the situation of receiving something like that in public not gonna lie, it’s so exhilarating and from his picture.. you can tell he’s pretty excited ,,

- Messes up his lines a lot after that because all he can think of is fucking you when he gets home and just wants the day to be done

- Expect the beast to be released as soon as he steps through that door


Jumin:

- In the middle of a meeting when you sent it, it was a pretty boring one so he decided to break his table manners and look at it anyways

- When he opens it he gets chills THE GOOD KIND you know when you eat something that tastes like jesus tears or see something really aesthetic, yeah that’s the chills he gets because it was so unexpected and he literally worships your body

- His eyebrows raise too which cause a lot of people to notice he isn’t paying attention and they call him out on it so he has no choice but to leave you on read

- That’s terrifying for you because is he mad?? did he not like it? Why is there no response

- As soon as he escapes from the meeting he calls you and asks a million questions

- He’s asking about how new the lingerie is, the designer, literally everything like what the fucc Jumin why is this important

- But expect amazing phone sex once he gets into his personal office because he’s so worked up about that picture he can’t help himself, its fun to imagine what you’re doing on the other line as well.

Yoosung:

- POOR BABY WAS IN SCHOOL WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS

- His knees sHOOT UP and hit the desk when he gets the picture and the professor starts to get really upset with him shit

- At lunch break he’ll text you back with a million cringey emojis and saying how he needs a warning next time babe his boner was so obvious to hide while walking out of class

- Start to send dirty messages and he will flip; his face is so red people are like hey Yoosung are you okay?? literally looks like he’s having an allergic reaction.

- If he gets away to hide in the bathroom he WONT send a nude but he’ll send a picture of him in the mirror with a tomato face captioned “ look at what you’ve done to me!! ;; ” and it’s just adorable, screensaver material


Jaehee:

- Like Jumin, she was in the middle of a meeting when she got your message. But waits until everyone’s packing up their things to check it so she doesn’t seem disrespectful.

- As soon as she opens it she’s super surprised and audibly gasps which causes people to start to turn and look she doesn’t know what to do

- So she really quick clicks off her phone and ignores all questions until she can rush to the bathroom or somewhere private to.. take a closer look, at your picture.

- She compliments you because damn you look great how is her girlfriend a literal goddess?? But Love.. im at work right now.

- Exactly that’s the fun it it ~

- She won’t send one back but she might send a few suggestive messages about the things she’s going to do in order to punish you big time when she gets home. dominator jaehee everyone

Seven:

- He hadn’t come out of his office in days and you were sick of him just coming out to pee or eat some food like no seven, eat me

- The chatroom was the place where you could talk to him because he was in there every so often, so that was nice at least.

- It was just you and him in there, sending pointless messages of jumbled words back and forth. Before you decided to surprise him a bit.

- As soon as you send a revealing picture in the chatroom he literally screams because everyone can see that MC n o

- Saves it right away though before scrambling to delete it from the messenger

- Finally once it’s gone he makes his way to the bedroom to find you, in the same outfit youd worn in the picture. But it looked so much more better in person. expect to be punished with the wrath of god seven-zero-seven himself

V:

- He was at a dinner with some friends who also were photographers, they were just chatting back and forth about different projects and such.

- V had already been shooting you a few texts here and there but didn’t want to seem rude so the conversation was sort of inconsistent.

- He sent a message asking what you were doing all by yourself back home and holy shit the picture you send him makes him jump so fast he hits the table and everyone looks

- His face is really red and everyone asks if he’s okay, he replies yes before apologizing; excusing himself to the restroom.

- When he’s in there he just stares at the picture and gets really flushed and warm before messaging back, something romantic honestly he’s not great at dirty talk

- Fidgety the entire dinner, he can’t focus on conversation all he can think of is what you’re doing at home without him.

Saeran:

- He had been so focused in his computer work that he’d been ignoring you most of the day.

- The first few texts he just glanced at until he saw a picture notification and grew curious. As soon as he opens it he pushes all his work aside to find you.

- Who knew a simple little nude could motivate him so much?

- But he can’t find you anywhere?? Responds asking where are you before saving the picture ;;)

- Saeran.. I was in your office the whole time

- HOW DIDNT HE NOTICE

- Comes back to his office right away and holy shit there you are, all laid out for him like a perfect little present?? He feels terrible for not even noticing you there but he’ll make up for it.

i gotta organize my thoughts on why evermore has me so shook

1) it’s just so goddamn beautiful. and goddamn dan stevens + beast voice growliness???? good shit ok. good damn good shit. 

2. it comes at the PERFECT thematic moment for beast. certain characters just wouldn’t pour their heart out in song format like that. they just wouldn’t. and beast is one of them, he wouldn’t, not until he’s at his lowest would he sing-monologue like that. the song comes at the exact right point in the story. holy shit good timing 10/10

c - he doesn’t have anything against belle herself for leaving. sad as heck she’s gone? yes. convinced he’s never gonna see her again and SUPER sad about that? yes. but angry at her for leaving??? no??? not at all??? damn dude. that’s some goddamn character development. 

ii. he’s been so affected by her she’ll forever inspire him and that is just. goddamn disney. that’s it y’all are done you can’t top that, that’s the pinnacle representation of romantic love. could anyone else even??

b) he’s so completely convinced she’d never come back to him. im so sad. oh, guy. dude. i feel so bad for you. im so sorry you poor sad bastard. “i’ll fool myself she’ll walk right in” oh my god guy you can’t even imagine she’d want to come back to you. 

somebody help me i’ve been listening to this song on repeat for 13 hours and crying

heavy distractions (g.d.)

~This idea has been sitting in my drafts for so long, I had to dust it off and bring it to the light, lol.

***Warnings: swearing, suggestive language (? idk)

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“I’m going to hear this damn outro in my nightmares tonight.”

Tearing yourself away from the imaginary world your favorite book had engulfed you in, you mumbled a knowing and sarcastic, ‘mhmm’ as you glanced up. Grayson was sitting in front of his iMac with his head tilted back and hands rubbing his face in exhaustion as he obnoxiously yelled, ‘BUM-BUM, BUM-BUM’ to the tune of the classic outro music playing back through the speakers. To be honest, watching the boys edit as much as you have, on top of actually watching their videos once they were posted, you were beginning to be haunted by the music yourself. 

“Someone needs a break,” you muttered in a sing song voice, flipping another page of the book you were using to occupy yourself while your boyfriend continued to edit.

According to Grayson, this particular video needed extra attention and, like the perfectionist he was, he constantly paused to give that attention to the smallest of details. Any other video of the same length would take less than half the time to put together, but both Grayson and Ethan wanted this one to be special and as close to perfect as they could get. His eyes had been focused on the massive desktop screen for hours, only looking away to take one bathroom break, throw a comment your way, or to get your opinion on the sequence he was piecing together. Your responses of, ‘holy shit Gray’ or ‘that was so beautiful’ were always followed by grunts of indecisiveness or sighs of thoughts filled with ways to change what he had just shown you.

The creaking of the desk chair broke your steady reading pace, only to find Grayson dragging his feet towards the couch you were laying on perpendicular to the editing station. He carefully lifted your stretched out legs, draping them across his lap after plopping down on the cushion next to you. He rested his head on the back of the couch with a sigh and closed his eyes while keeping a loving, firm grip on the knee and shin of your leg closest to his chest.

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[ Only did the hyung-line for now since I really couldn’t come up with anymore ideas that wouldn’t be repetitive to the previous, so until then this is all I could give :( but thanks so much for requesting @xxred-vengeancexx !! hope you enjoy it nonetheless :) ]

Seokjin

Originally posted by bwiseoks

➸  “Jagi, come on! We were supposed to leave six minutes ago!” 

Jin didn’t see it, his focus being on the stairs, but his hyungs all rolled their eyes at his exactness with time. It’s not like they were in a hurry - but Jin being the mom that he is couldn’t stand the thought of being late, not even to this simple event. 

“I’m coming, I’m coming!” 

Now it being his turn to roll his eyes, he couldn’t help but scoff. You said that same phrase twice already - and look who still has yet to come down. You. Turning his back from the stairs and gazing down at his watch, he mentally counted the seconds that went by. It was until finally the clicking of your heels could be heard that brought his attention right back. 

“Oh, thank go-…” 

He went to give you a sassy remark, playfully mind you, only for the words to get caught in his throat at the mere sight of what you were wearing. The dress itself wasn’t all that bad, it was just…the v-cut cleavage that it portrayed. Jin could feel his mouth turn dry, gulping down to moisten his throat again, but failing when you finally made it to the bottom. Doing a little twirl, you raised an eyebrow to silently ask him how you looked. 

Silence was all you got as well, him only staring at you with his mouth wide open. It wasn’t until the boys actually caught sight of you from where they sat - basically mimicking their elder’s expression. 

“Holy shit…” Jungkook voiced first, mummers of agreement following after. 

Jin had finally snapped from his trance when he heard him speak, quickly blocking you from being seen by the others. Clearing his throat, he calmly asked them to meet the two of you in the car. 

“But, hyung-” 

“Now!” 

Not needing any other persuasion, the rest of BTS quickly raced out of the door, leaving the two of you behind. Jin now looked at you with darkened eyes, his mouth now closed and words finally pieced together. 

“Have you lost your mind, jagi?” 

“What ever do you mean, Jinny? Don’t you like my dress?” You spoke in a soft, taunting voice, yet again doing another twirl. Suddenly being grabbed by your waist, he pulled you in close to where you could practically feel him through his dress pants. 

“You did this on purpose, didn’t you?” He slowly glared down at you, the smirk on your lips only deepening. “You think this is funny?” 

“Since you were rushing me every five minutes, I decided to have a little fun with my outfit. No harm done. I’m ready now, like you wanted - so let’s go.” You went to pull away, only to be yanked right back. Letting out a small squeak in surprise, you stare up a Jin with no longer a smirk, but now in confusion. “Jin..?” 

Once again staring in silence, Namjoon had returned to see what was taking the two of you so long - as if he didn’t have a pretty good idea. “Hey, we leaving or what?” 

Not even a second later did Jin toss the keys toward the leader, not even bothering to look in his direction. After Namjoon clumsily caught them, by the looks of things - you two were definitely not making it to the party.

Yoongi  

Originally posted by cyyphr

➸ Going out for a drink was his idea. He just didn’t think he would regret it. 

Yoongi was sitting in the secluded area with his members, now no longer in the mood to drink as his members practically ogled you from afar. They thought he wouldn’t notice, but his mind was sharp. He noticed the minute you stepped out of your car. 

But, he certainly couldn’t blame them. Tonight, you had needed a night out just as much as they did - with all the stress of school, and work - life in general. So going out to the club was something you looked forward to. And what better way of celebrating your one night of freedom than a black skin-tight cocktail dress and platform pumps to match? You were looking like a whole meal; and any guy with eyes and a dick could see that. 

Unfortunately, that’s what broke the camel’s back for Yoongi. The fact you were catching attention from not only his members - but also other men. You had left to grab yourself another drink, turning him down multiple times, saying how ‘you got it, it’s fine.’ That was 10 minutes ago. Once the beat of your favorite song hit your ear drums, off you went to shake what your mama gave you. And onward came the stares from other men. 

“Suga, can you believe the moves on that woman,” Taehyung commented, clearly drunk off his ass. “Y/n has the whole club watching her - I always knew she turned heads~” 

“In that dress, hell yeah.” Hoseok chimed in. 

Yoongi could practically feel his blood boiling, he was so angry. He knew they would only say those things to get under his skin for kicks - and of course it worked -  but didn’t mean he wanted to admit it. And what he really hated was that he had no plausible reason to be angry with you for wearing such clothing. You were your own person, it was your body, you could wear whatever you felt comfortable in. 

He just couldn’t help to feel possessive. 

“I mean, the legs on that girl. They could go on for miles in that dress. How come you don’t invite her more often, hyung?” Jimin grins in his direction, enjoying to see him squirm. 

Finally he sighs, “You assholes know I love her - watching someone you can’t have be stared at like she’s nothing but tits and ass is frustrating enough. The comments aren’t really fucking helping, either.” 

With that being said, Yoongi stands. Not saying another word, or even giving them a single glance, he leaves. Whether you noticed or not that he was gone, he didn’t want to ruin your fun. 

Namjoon 

Originally posted by slapmon

➸ “What the hell are you wearing?” 

Namjoon couldn’t believe his eyes - his baby sister dressed in nothing but a bathing suit, with a flimsy crop top and shorts. You had appeared into the living room with that on, nearly making poor Jimin choke on his popcorn. 

“Kim Y/n, I asked you a question: what the actual fuck?!” 

“Calm down, Joonie, I’ve decided that we’re going out tonight. There’s this swimming area that a friend of mine told me about, and recommended to go at night. So, obviously, I came down here to take you guys with me.” 

All eyes remained on you, some not even on your eyes anymore. Once noticing that, since it was oddly silent between the boys all of the sudden, Namjoon completely loses his shit. “Yah! Eyes up, you perverts! This is my little sister!” 

“She’s not so little anymore~” Hoseok teased, his tongue sticking out just to spite the leader. “Plus, night swimming sounds fun! This night’s been nothing but dead so far - this is the excitement we need!”

“I’m sure Jungkook is excited enough,” Taehyung giggles, pointing in the direction where the maknae now sat with a throw-pillow covering his lower-half. 

“Shut up!” He hisses, clearly embarrassed. 

“Oh, that’s it!” Namjoon quickly stands up, taking you by the arm and practically dragging you into another room. “You’re all banned from even looking in my sister’s direction, or prepare to have a foot up your ass!” 

To your dismay, he drug you in the direction of his room where he would lend you his clothing to wear, that was definitely large enough to cover every inch of your skin that he felt would trigger any suggestive thoughts.

 That left behind the conflicted members to sit in the living room with the image of you in a bathing suit burned into their minds - daydreaming about ‘what could have been, but never was.’ 

It wasn’t until Jin broke the silence by clearing his throat. 

“So does this mean no swimming?” 

 Hoseok 

Originally posted by itsrapmonster

➸ The costume party was banging - everyone was having a great time. It was just a little something to celebrate Hobi’s fire-ass hixtape finally being released, and he thought it be great to just dress up; sort of like an early Halloween.  Everyone was there - from his members, to his managers, his producer, co-workers, friends, the whole shabang. The only person that was missing was you. 

You had told him you wouldn’t be able to make the party do to complications at work, and forcing you to stay the night shift. Of course he was crushed his number one supporter couldn’t make it, but when you told him that after work  he could have you all to himself, that brought that sunshine smile of his right back in no time. 

Wandering around the party, greeting and thanking the guests for coming, Jimin was quick to zig-zag through the crowd to come and catch him by the arm. Seeming to have been looking for Hoseok all around the house, Jimin was a little winded. “H-Hyung…you are the luckiest man…in the whole entire world.”  

Raising his eyebrow in confusion, Hobi nods anyway. “Thanks, I worked really hard on the-” 

“No, no, not that. I’m talking about-” Soon, Jungkook was next to join the two of them, also appearing to be a little winded from running all around the house. 

“You are so getting laid tonight!” 

This only seemed to push Hoseok even further into the dark; what on earth were they talking about? Not even having to say the thought out loud, Yoongi appears right behind him to answer all of his questions with a simple statement. 

“Your girlfriend’s here.” 

Almost snapping his neck in two by how fast he started looking around, just those four words changed his mood from ‘Happy Sunshine,’ to “Hyperactive Hoseok.’ It wasn’t until he finally caught a glimpse of your face that sent him into full sprint mode - nearly knocking over people who were unfortunately in his path. But, when he finally did catch up to you…

“Holy shit.” 

The costume you had chosen was nothing but sinful. How the black lace complemented your skin, its tightness contouring your curves to perfection. Not to mention how straight up short it was; you were by far the sexiest french maid he has every laid eyes on. He felt kinda stupid now for dressing up as a bumble bee…

“Surprise! I got to leave early from work, so I thought I’d just throw on this old thing and come on down before it was too late!” All he did was stare with his mouth hanging open, but the way he was doing it looked as if he were horrified. “What’s wrong? Aren’t you happy to-”

Before you could even think about doubting his happiness, he didn’t hesitate to grab you by the hips, pull you in close, and just claim your lips as his. It was hot, passionate, and unexpected; you definitely flipped that switch within himself that only you got the privilege of seeing. 

After a couple of minutes have passed, and the desperate need of air, you two pulled away. Breathing heavily, you both stared at each other with hooded eyes, now just standing there - holding each other. 

“You have any idea what some of my members said about you, jagi? I admit, you are a goddess, but this? What are you trying to do to me?” He traced your bottom lip with his thumb gently, a smirk slowly growing on his face. “They’re even staring at you right as we speak.” 

Turning your head to the side, and you’ll be damned. There they were just mere meters away - eavesdropping. As soon as they realized they’ve been discovered, they were quick to make it look like they were minding their own business. Chuckling slightly, you return your attention back to the man of the hour. 

“Or maybe they’re just jealous that a grown man in a bumble bee costume gets to have a little fun with his sexy maid once this party is over~” 

Hoseok hums at the proposal, hands traveling up and down your lower back slowly. “How exactly did you manage to leave work early?” 

“For good behavior.” You couldn’t help but to make it sound more sensual than it really was. But, Hobi didn’t mind one bit. 

“Is my baby gonna be able to keep that up for the rest of the night?” 

Pretending to think about it, you decided to be a tease and pull away from his hold. Turning in the other direction, you threw one last sentence his way before walking in the other. “Get rid of all these people, and I just might.” 

Hoseok has never ran so fast in his life. 

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Pink Lemonade

Summary: Richie Tozier finds himself in a sticky situation and is forced to hide in a closet for safety. He wasn’t expecting to find the space already occupied, and he defiantly wasn’t expecting to enjoy the company so much.

A/N: I actually hate this chapter, it is such a filler. I mean it’s leading somewhere but god, get on with it. Oh well, let us go on!!!!

Word Count: 1930

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Part: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) 6 (7) (8) (9)

Richie looked at his clock, noticing how late he was running. He cursed, hurrying through his door as fast as his feet would take him. The truck door slammed against his leg, pushing against his bruises but he ignored the pain, shoving the key in the ignition and breathing life into his beat up vehicle. He smirked, pulling from his drive and flooring it, the sound of his screeching tires echoing in the cool morning air.

By the time he had made it to the Kaspbrak household Eddie was already standing by the curb, his face scrunching up in frustration. Richie pulled beside him, smiling proudly. “You’re late.” The small boy sneered before hopping into the cab.

“Well good morning to you too sunshine.” He replied back cheerfully.

“I still don’t understand why Bill can’t just pick me up. He lives right down the street.” Eddie grumbled, buckling his seatbelt.

“Well like I explained yesterday, Bill and Stan are at the crucial point in their relationship where they like to suck face in the back of Billy Boy’s car before class.” Richie retorted, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it before shifting in gear and continuing towards the school. “So unless you’re into three-some’s I think you might want to reconsider who you ride with.”

Eddie huffed in annoyance, “Does it have to be you though? You were late on the first day!”

“Exactly Eddie Bear, the first day. Give me time to adjust to my new schedule!” He replied, stealing a glance at his friend. The bruises on his face and neck had healed some over the weekend but was still black and purple in places making Richie feel sick. He took in a long drag, exhaling slowly. “So how did your mom take your face?” The question was quick but Eddie flinched none the less.

“I spent all day yesterday in the ER, getting CAT scans.” He replied, shrugging his shoulders and sighing. “She was sure I had a concussion or brain bleed or something. Didn’t want me going to school today because of it.”

“Huh well that sucks ass, way to stick it to her.”

“What about you?” He asked, staring at Richie’s own bruised mug. “How did your folks take it?”

“Wouldn’t know.” Richie muttered, flicking his death stick out the open window. “Mom was too drunk to take notice and Dad hasn’t been back all weekend.”

“Oh.” He whispered, looking out towards the upcoming school. “I-I’m sorry.”

Richie shrugged off the sentiment, pulling into a parking space. “Nothing to be sorry about.” He replied, offering a smile to his classmate. “Been like that my whole life, wouldn’t know what to do if my parents took notice of me.”

Eddie frowned, opening his mouth to respond only to be cut off by Mike who had pounced across the hood of the truck with a loud, obnoxious thud. The boy smiled widely, looking through the windshield at them, “Well look at you two, a matching pair.”

Richie rolled his eyes, opening his car door. “I’ll show you a matching pair Hanlon” He yelled making a rather crude gesture through his pants. Mike laughed, tumbling back onto the ground. The trashmouth looked over to his small friend and grinned. “Coming along Eds?”

“Don’t call me that.” Eddie replied, opening his own door and hoping out. He headed towards the school entrance, not looking back at his driver. Richie followed obediently, swearing he could see a blush creep up the small boy’s neck.


Richie walked Eddie to his first period, waving at him as he disappeared through the door. He whistled a light tune, heading towards his Chemistry class that he shared with Beverly and Ben. As he sat down the two took notice to his enjoyable attitude.

“Someone is in a good mood.” Ben remarked, opening his book to the lab that they were to do for the day. He looked up and cringed. “What happened to your face?”

“Got in a fight.” Richie replied casually, “Was defending your mothers honor so you’re welcome.”

Beverly rolled her eyes, “He was trying to defend Eddie’s honor and got his ass kicked.”

“So it is true.” Ben remarked, grinning happily. “You do have a thing for him.”

“I do not.” The trashmouth protested, “Who in the hell told you that?”

“Me.”

“Beverly!” He hissed, “What the fuck!”

She shrugged, “What’s the big deal? You took a beating for the kid, it that doesn’t scream ‘I like you’ then I honestly don’t know what does.”

“Still, was it necessary to tell Haystack?” He bit, ignoring the lecture that had begun up front. “Who else have you told?”

“No one.” Beverly replied coldly, shoving his shoulder. “God, paranoid much?”

“Yeah I guess I am, my best friend has a huge mouth.” He retorted, huffing in frustration. Beverly scoffed, flipping him off and drawing attention back to their group.

“Please pay attention back there!” The elderly lady screeched, pointing her finger to the three friends.

“We are Ms. Dupree.” Ben replied, gesturing to his open book.

The teacher narrowed her eyes, practically spitting venom towards them. “If you are paying attention then tell me Mr. Hanscom, what is the most abundant protein in the human body?”

“Collagen.” Ben replied proudly. The teacher sneered, turning back to the black board in defeat. Richie patted his friend on the back, whispering a quick and kind thank you before settling down in his seat. Every now and then he would shoot a dirty look to Beverly, which she so kindly ignored.

“If it’s any consolation,” The stout boy in his group whispered, leaning across the lab towards Richie. “I heard Eddie likes you too.”

“What?” Richie sputtered in surprise, his heart fluttering in his chest. “Who told you that?”

“Can’t tell.”  He replied, smirking. “I don’t want to have a huge mouth.”

Beverly laughed.


Lunch came quickly and the trahsmouth headed to their table in the quad. Bill and Stan had arrived first completely engrossed in their own conversation. Richie beamed as he sat down, pulling the cigarette from his pocket and lit it before asking, “So what are you two lover boys talking about?”

“None of your business.” Stan bit, eyeing the death stick in his hand. “And I told you before, you can’t smoke out here.”

“Wow I think that’s the first time you’ve spoken to me in school.” Richie replied, taking in an exasperated drag. “Talk rules to me baby, I like it.”

Bill smiled, chuckling at the unhealthy exchange. “W-we were talking about t-the out of s-state game this weekend.” He replied, nodding at Mike and Ben how had taken their usual seats beside them. “T-there is a bunch of s-students going, renting a h-hotel and everything.”

“I heard that.” Ben added awkwardly. “I think it’s just an excuse to party without parents busting down the door.”

“Probably.” Mike replied, “The game’s supposed to be a blow out.”

“So are you guys going?” Richie asked, smoke trailing out of his nostrils.

Bill shrugged, “I-I don’t know, I-I think it’ll be f-fun. If w-we go t-together we can s-split rooms.”

“I think it’s a stupid idea.” Stan hissed, rolling his eyes.

“Oh then we must go.” Richie joked, winking at the annoyed friend.

“Go where?” The group looked up to notice Eddie and Beverly who had arrived together. As they sat down Richie looked over to his best friend, handing her a cigarette as a peace offering, which she accepted.

“Out of state football game, hotel and party. You down?” Mike asked, smirking at Richie knowingly. The trashmouth noticed, nearly choking on his smoke. He turned and ripped the cigarette from Bev’s fingers.

“Hey!” She protested, “What did you do that for?”

“You know why.” He bit, crushing the already diminished stick he had and sucking down the new one. She didn’t reply, only scoffing in annoyance.

Eddie raised an eyebrow at the weird exchange, only shaking his head. “I guess if I can convince my mom I’m game but it’s going to be a miracle with my face already pounded in once this year.”

Richie smirked, the dirty joke dancing on his tongue. He gulped down the inappropriate comment, taking in a drag instead. “W-Well try, and l-let us know t-tonight so we c-can make the r-reservations.”

“Fine.” The small boy replied, taking his first bite of his lunch. “But I doubt she’ll go for it.”

“I bet she will go for me.” Richie joked, unable to keep his comments to himself.

“Oh shove off Tozier.” He replied, smirking playfully.


It was after the sixth ring and second shout from his mother that Richie picked up the phone, cursing the person in the process. “Tozier residence, sober one speaking.”

“He can go.” A high pitched girl practically squealed from the other line.

“What?”

“Eddie.” Beverly explained, the television blaring behind her. “He convinced his mom it was an overnight field trip and he told Bill he can go this weekend.”

Richie felt his heart jump into his throat, “Seriously? That hag believed him?”

“I guess so!”

“Holy shit.” He replied, a smile pulling at the corners of his lips. “Didn’t think that squirt had it in him.”

“You know you have to make a move right?” Beverly asked, her voice laced with seriousness that made Richie’s stomach twist painfully. “It’ll be the perfect time and you know it.”

“Beverly-“

“Come on.” She whined, and Richie could practically hear her stop her foot through the phone. “You just have to okay? If you don’t you may never get a chance like this again.”

He sighed, leaning his head against the wall. “I know.” And he did know because the word had gotten out about what had happened this weekend, earning Eddie extra attention that had attracted other possible suitors. If he didn’t do something soon he would be forced to sit back and watch the boy he liked screw around when he would give anything for it to be him who Eddie was screwing.

“Just ask him Richie.”


The rest of the week went by in a blur of planning and excitable discussions as friend’s argued how they were going to all make the five hour drive. In the end it was settled that Bill was going to drive his car while Richie drove his truck. With Mike heading down with the team it left six of them to endure the trip together.

Saturday came and the friends met outside of Bill’s house, everyone eager for their upcoming adventure. Richie stayed in his vehicle, his head lulling against his shoulders while his hand bit into an energy drink. Last night had been one of the worst sleeps he had ever endured. His refusing to quit as it made up scenarios about the next day. Every single one involved Eddie and every single one ended badly

The car door creaked opened and Richie groaned. “About time Beverly, I thought you were going to-“He stopped, noticing the smallish kid in his passenger seat. His eyebrow raised in confusion, “The fuck are you doing here?”

“I was kicked out of the other car.” He huffed, buckling his seat belt. Richie felt his heart kink in his chest. “Apparently it had been decided that I was stuck with your ass.”

A grin curled on the trashmouths face, “Well aren’t you lucky.” He cooed, “I’m clearly the best road trip partner, I have a great taste in music.

Eddie scoffed, “I doubt that.”

“Just wait Eds, there is a lot that can surprise you.”


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