how to do your hair up

a lot of dress codes and grooming codes as a fucking general rule are ableist as fuck. required shaving? bullshit. 

it’s fuck hard to shave every day, it’s heavily taxing, be it just your face, or your face, legs and armpits, etc. it’s work that shouldn’t fucking be required, it’s work that you’re putting into the job that isn’t being paid for. having hair on your body doesn’t inhibit you from working in a fucking office. 

same with makeup, its work you’re putting into the job that you aren’t fucking reimbursed for that a lot of disabled and mentally ill people just straight up can’t do. and again doesnt fucking change your ability to do the job.

required high heels? how the fuck is that not ableist, not only have they been shown over and over again to be dangerous as fuck and damaging to your body forcing women to stand for 8+ hours a day in heels is grueling work that a disabled person could have done without the added requirement of standing on fucking stilts.

I could go on but I think yall get my point.

170723 ‘Hello Again’ Fanmeeting - Part One~

♢ Eunhyuk looks around at fans who all have long hair. “We made a promise?” “Do you remember?” “How did your hair grow so fast”

Hyuk: Do you remember what was it that we promised each other?

Fans: To not cut the hair!

Hyuk: Did u rly go thru it?

Fans: Yes!

Hyuk: Liar.i saw someone who really shaved her head so i give my confirmation that she is an elf.

♢ They wanted to greet so hyukjae wanted to say we are d&e but hae messed up hahaha

Hyuk: Its been a while right?

Hae: I’m nervous. I’m fluttered to stand here after this while and somehow.. I feel a bit shy/embarrassed

Hyuk: your hands are shaking 

Hae: to not show that, I am holding hands together

Hyuk: hurry drink some water

They will be sharing photos from their vacations from the army~

 ♢ Hyukjae is just bragging about himself being really great at shooting

♢ Hyuk showed a vacation pic of eating with his unit. 

Donghae: Didn’t you make plans to eat with me? And you went to see others?? 

♢ Hyuk took a pic when he was taking the 지하철. Fans were shocked.

Hyuk: yeah I tried taking the subway once.

Hae: You’re cool.

♢ There was a pic of hyukjae with a lot of ppl so he asked hae to find and hae picked a girl and said that is hyukjae. Hyukjae said good job~

Eunhyuk: I went back to the dorms & pressed the doorbell for 3 minutes & made faces at the camera… but it was the wrong house

♢  Hyukjae said his mom used his name at the hair dressers to get a cut and dye XD

 Donghae asked Eunhyuk to re-enact the scene with him and his mom 

Hyuk: “so I act as the mom?" 

Hae: "no you act as Donghae”

Hae showed a pic of him in some sort of recording studio.

Hyuk: You were a DJ?? Wah you must have rly improved you talking (skills)

Hae: It wasnt that, I was doing the voice navigation for the app like KKT.

Hyuk: *cant believe it* *imitated Hae’s voixe doing navigation*\

Hyuk: go left! go right! i said go right!!!! (in thick Hae accent lmao im dying)

Hae: I didnt do it with Sattori!

♢ Hae showed a pic of him and Siwon shoveling snowy road during winter. Hyuk got up from his seat doubled over laughing.

Hyuk: Wah really handsome. There’s a policeman taking picture of DBSK CM, SW, YH.

The police officer Hyuk is referring to is Hae. He is just is teasing that how Hae looked in that photo next to those three.

Hyuk: *still laughing at his own joke* You look like a robot!! 

*still referring to the same pic* He cant move on XD

In all these photos Hae is so short compared to the others, hyuk keeps laughing ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

♢ Eunhae are going to show their written profiles from before army and after

♢ Donghae’s weight before army: 65 After: 65 

HJ: … 

DH: but I lost muscles! 

HJ: You don’t actually know it do you? 

DH: no I just wrote wtv

Hyukjae’s weight before army: 60 After: 60 

HJ: I maintained myself bc we were going to meet

♢ Hae’s favourite weather. Before and after still rainy day. 

Hyuk: He’s rly a simple man. Why do you like the rain so much?

Hae said he enjoyed the sound of the rain.

Hyuk: Today is raining right? So don’t feel bummed by it just think that ahh this is the weather that Donghae likes so it’s okay.

DH said the real reason why he likes rain is bc of memories of sitting with his bro inside with his mom and dad and the rain on the windows~


Hyuk: Before - expensive things 

After - cheap things

Hae: Before - dandy 

After - police uniform

food preferences: 

Hae: Before - Samgyetang (chicken soup) 

HJ: Since when???

DH: well I only wrote it thinking of what food is healthy

Now: Army food (Hyuk: liar) 

Hyuk: Before - kimchi fried rice 

Now:anything edible 


Hae: Before - Romantic 

After - Ro~~~~~~~mantic 

HJ: Oh so you changed a bit then!

Hyuk: Before: Angelic 

After: Real man

Hae’s fav song before army: still you 

After army: uptown funk 

Hyuk: before: with you 

After: uptown funk

Girl group 

Hae: Before - RV, fx, Snsd 

After - ALL

Hae: Actually I have not rly watched TV much these days 

Fan: Good! 

Hyuk: *laughed*

DH’s habit: Before - ELF 

 after - El~~~~f 

EH’s habit: Before- thinking about ELF 

After: thinking about myself

Hyuk’s way to relieve stress before army- avoid lee donghaek 

After army: following lee donghaek

DH’s stress relieve: Before- go to hyuk’s house 

♢ One of DH’s answers was small and scribbled out HJ: Is that a poo

♢ They are showing self cam VCR during 1 week after discharge.

♢ Hyuk went to sauna and be doing facials

♢ Hae went to greet fans at SUM. He stood next to his standee. “Aren’t I handsome?”

♢ Donghae went to pick Hyuk up after his schedule (Radio Star) and they went to eat at a restaurant together with Kyuhyun.

cr: Dew, Yoojin ♡BelIidonghais,아잉~, ,StalkEunHae, ferfer_DHislove,ELF_thoughts,emzhaek.

best friend!seokjin

- half of the time the two of you hang out, he’s pointing a cooking spoon and lecturing you “hey jin you know that thing you told me not to do the other day” “don’t-” “I did it” “(insert violent spoon pointing) how many times do I have to-”

- is a giant doofus and makes jokes all the time, super down to earth and loves to embarrass the both of you “iMsoHappywoW” “jin stop it where did you even learn to dance like that stOp” 

- loves to shower you in love and appreciation; always messes up your hair, squishes your cheeks, and gives you tons of back hugs “woW Y/N YOU LOOK AMAZING FOR YOUR DATE!! it would be a shame..if…your hair…got messed up..” “jinstayawayfromme”

anonymous asked:

Can we talk about how Denki would cause static when he kisses his crush lol coming out of a janitor's closet after lunch with their hair sticking up and none of the students bring it up, except those that do -🔮

Kaminari Denki:

  • You always wondered why Kyouka was nearly in tears from laughter every time the two of you walked in the cafeteria. She could never get out words between her laughter but Momo hushed her and told you that it was nothing. 
  • Midoriya’s kinda intrigued that close contact with Kaminari can involve static electricity that makes your hair stand on end; he tries poking at him to mimic the effect, but he turns red when he realizes that effect might be spurred on when Kaminari gets more… excited. 
  • Kaminari doesn’t even care when he does find out why Kyouka’s laughing at him, and why everyone awkwardly looks away until another distraction comes along. He gets to spend time in the closet kissing a perfect person, and they were probably just jealous. 

anonymous asked:

Ooh what would it be like the first time doing anything sexual with Harry, because I feel like he wouldn't jump right into sex but start with little stuff first. So in your opinion, what would he do first ??

I think, LOTS of lingering kisses and touches. His hands in your hair, and revealing some more bare skin of your neck for him to nibble and leave faint purple marks on.

LOTS of praises and sweet nothings. Like, it’s all he’s saying. How beautiful you look, how great you feel under his fingertips and how good you taste.

LOTS of smirks and smiles, giggles and chuckles. Foreheads pressing against each other, noses rubbing together, as he slowly starts to unbutton your shirt/jeans, maybe some quiet curses when the buttons start acting up.

Wanna One After A Fight With You


After you’ve both calmed down. He’ll probably cautiously bring the topic back up since he feels like it isn’t right to just pretend as if it didn’t happened. He first as you if you want to talk about it and if you do, he’ll explain how even though he understand why you were upset he really wanted you to see both sides of the story. Once you talk it out he’ll probably just pull you into a comforting hug while also petting your hair. 

“I never wanted to fight with you but since we talked it out I think this will make our relationship stronger.”

Originally posted by lookgoodkpop

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dancing queen

Summary: They met through ballet and fell in love through ballet (Could you do a Tom Holland imagine where you meet him through ballet? I love your work, hope this was ok!)

A/N: It was so short I’m so sorry! I kind of do dancing so I really like this one lots of love xx

It was a live stream, Tom teaching the boys to dance but the camera was focused on the mirror so you were in the background. In sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt no curves of your body could be seen, just the top knot your hair was formed into and no make up on your face. However, the stretching you were completing in the video as Tom watched it back was amazing, how effortlessly you pulled your left leg up towards your head. Your posture was that of a gymnast he thought but how you carried yourself was one of a ballerina with a straight back and light steps he was enticed by how you placed one foot in front of the other and your faced constricted in focusing on your movement.

You however, whilst also being in love with how Tom or the unknown stranger bent his legs in the perfect plié and the raising of his leg when completing a arabesque. You couldn’t help but laugh quietly, tittering here and there when you saw how wobbly the short boy was on the end and how the tall but slim one in the middle bent his knees forward not to his sides and outwards his knees. The boy who seemed to know what his was doing laughs stuck in your mind, it followed and bounced around the room like electricity, jolting your body.

Tom at around two AM headed down to the mirrored room to see if your beautiful moves were floating around the gym however, your moves were not dreamy like Tom imagined. Your feet were cracked and bloody in point shoes laced and curled around your tight calves. The adage you were working on wasn’t working because one, you didn’t have a partner to practice your lifts with and two the sustained movements were not lowing naturally to you today. He stood by the door and watched you grace your way around the room in a trail of a simple moves before you tripped before you could complete a glowing arabesque into a forward roll. You sat panting on the ground, wishing your water was closer miraculously it appeared over your shoulder, attached to it was a slender hand. Looking you see the brown haired boy, smiling with gratitude. He takes a cross legged position across from her and sticks out his hand “Tom, I was here yesterday and your moves were graceful and I had to talk to you.” With a blush matted onto your cheeks you thank him with a bitten lip and mumbles of thanks.

You normally weren’t a shy persona, glowing it for auditions and schools but something about how he was so forward about his compliments had you weak in your already buckled and bruised knees. Still gulping down fresh heaven you ask him a big favour and a leap in your small but bursting friendship “this may sound strange however I need to ask someone, will you dance with me?”  He leapt at the opportunity and before you knew it your were both gliding around the room in a passionate freefall of a dance. It finished after lifts, close proximity and stolen glances with each other. After recovering from lack of air to your burning lungs he asked if you would like to grab coffee to which you kindly accepted.

Sitting across from him in the red leather booth you shared experiences in dance how Tom had been doing it since he was young. However yours was almost like an adventure for Tom, you explained how you were trained in your hometown in a small dance studio by your mums friend. However you were snatched up by an Australian gymnast that worked with young children in a home, you travelled with him and twelve other students around the world until you were sixteen. Tom sat marvelling at her, the slight tan to her skin was explained when she told him she spent seven months last year in L.A completing some nights at a jazz bar so now she was rusty on her true calling of ballet all flat footed and flexed feet for months had thrown her off her game. Tom fell in love that night but he wouldn’t tell her that until four months time when they sat on the sofa and she was wrapping up her feet for another night on the west end but for now she and him were happy falling in love over ballet and cheap coffee at three AM.

None of this was read through so I’m sorry, lots of love xx

anonymous asked:

I was the anon who asked about the Gaara requests and, my friend, if it's not too much trouble could I get some headcanons on what you think would make Gaara's jealous side kick in and what he would do about/how he would handle said jealousy. Idk why but I like hearing people's ideas on that topic haha. Anywho hope you have a wonderful day <3

Hope you have a wonderful day too, Anon.


Originally posted by memories-of-a-kazekage

  • Gaara picks up on little touches or body language. He’ll notice when other men hug you or ruffle your hair affectionately. To you it may not be anything serious or meaningful but to Gaara it can make that green eyed monster appear.
  • Especially for certain ninja who just have a flirty nature within their personality. Kiba, for example. Or someone who may not realise what boundaries are or realise how their actions may be seen to other people, like Naruto. Any sort of teasing or joking would probably send his mind into over drive.
  • Gaara would definitely trust you, but he doesn’t trust other ninja who spend a lot of time around you.
  • At first he’s worried because his job as Kazekage does have him spending a lot more time away from you and he wonders whether this would make you possibly look for someone new.
  • Gaara would definitely internalise a lot of jealousy. The doubts and fears in his mind eating away at him from the inside. What if he isn’t good enough, what if the other person is better looking. Those kinds of thoughts mean he might be quieter towards you or may even shy away from you slightly. He knows he’s an extremely busy person, mostly due to his job but this would just add to his jealousy with a fear that he’s been neglecting you and that’s why you are talking to other people.
  • Gaara has always been somewhat of an insomniac so you may not even notice he’s jealous or fearful of losing you because you’re used to seeing him up at random hours, when in fact he’s still thinking about his jealous thoughts and doubting himself.
  • Gaara may eventually ask for help from Temari or Kankuro, who would definitely try to reassure him and try to convince him to talk to his s/o about it instead of internalising everything.
  • When Gaara did talk to you about his jealous feelings, you’d be shocked at first. The thought of him being jealous never crossed your mind. Also the fact that he should have no reason to be jealous and that you only had eyes for him. A lot of reassuring would put Gaara’s mind at ease.

anonymous asked:

Cool! A new blog. Coupd I request for headcanons about Fatgum, Aizawa, Hizashi & Toshinori having a bad day but shy s/o wants to cheer him up. So they take somewhere private, ask him to bend to their level to give a quick peck on the lips. How do they react? Good luck with your blog ;)

Awww! This is such a cute request!~ (个_个) Thank you very much for your support!!!

- I feel like if he was upset, he wouldn’t eat a lot of food (Gasp! Oh no!!) . He wouldn’t be as smiley and wouldn’t really show that he is upset, but rather keep to himself.
- After his s/o kisses him however~ He would blink for a couple seconds and grin brightly~ “Heh, thanks s/o!” He would ruffle give them a small kiss back, then stand back up and ruffle their hair~
-He would happily ask them if they wanted to go have lunch with him and go back to being his teasing, smiley self!~

- For Aizawa, it would be rather easy to tell if he was upset. He would snap at Present Mic during school hours more often, he would be in his sleeping bag 99% of the time, and leave the classroom often.
- After his s/o kisses him however~ “….Why did you do that?” He would be shocked, eyes widened, just looking at them. After his s/o tells him why, being all flustered, he would give them a small smile. He would understand that it probably took them a lot of courage to do that, and that they really were concerned for him.
- He would tell them that he will order them take out, as soon as his work day ends. He’ll give them a kiss on the head, and get back to his class feeling much better~

- Everyone would know when this boi is upset. He would groan and sigh a lot, drag his feet around so his shoes make a squeaking noise, he would pout a lot, etc. He would always come in and interrupt Aizawa’s class so much, to the point that Aizawa has to take this problem into his own hands. By calling Hizashi’s s/o. “It’s happening again. Can you come over? Yeah…sorry about this.” However his s/o has no problem with this, Hizashi is like this every so often, so they are used to it~
- His s/o comes over and gently asks him what’s wrong. He replies with “A dog rejected me today…”, with a sigh, his s/o smiles and gives him the kiss~
- His eyes widen and he gives the brightest smile ever! “HEY EVERYBODY! S/O IS THE BEST LOVER IN THE WHOLE PLANET!!!” His s/o panics and acts all flustered. “H-Hizashi-kun! N-Noooo!” “YEAHHHHHHHH!!!!!”

- Toshi would try his hardest not to show that he is upset. He would try to be his polite self, smiling at others around him. However, it is obvious to Midoriya, and his s/o, he looks so worn out, he is really quiet, and isn’t smiling happily, rather he is smiling sadly.
- After his s/o kisses him, he completely is shocked~ “s-s/o?? Wh-Why??” He is blushing so much, but he can’t stop smiling~
- He gives them a big hug, and thanks them multiple times, to the point where his s/o laughs. “It’s okay Toshi!!” He tells them that he won’t let them down, turns into his All Might form, and sprints back to work~

romance-soldier  asked:

hey um idk how to put this but my mom is extremely religious and only believes in two genders and being straight and I want to cut my hair real short (kinda like katz's?) but my mom says she thinks i'd be doing it trying to be a dude like what the fRICK?? what should I do?? because SHE had really short back in 2005 so ahaha excuse me? how do I convince her to let me cut it short?? sorry lengthy again :')

I mean I’d try to just do it without her knowledge if I were you, she can’t do anything once it’s cut,, if there’s a hair salon by your house you can call and set up an appointment yourself and tell her your going to a friends house and walk/take public transportation there,, or drive if u have ur license

anonymous asked:

Hi! I was hoping that i could get a match-up, please? Im a 5'2", straight female. I have long light brown hair with a bit of pink in it. Im really bad at meeting new people but as soon as I am friends with someone i am super open and loud. I am super loyal to those i care about and will do anything for them. My hobbies are crafting, netflix bingeing, reading, and writing. I am currently going to school to become an english teacher. Thank you and I love your blog!

thank you, love ^^ hope you like this💛

I match you with…Zen!

  • really likes those pink spots in your hair, let’s be real
  • also really likes carrying you everywhere
  • thinks it’s cute how you slowly open up and get louder 
  • loves how loyal you are, he’s the same way
  • but puts you first, of course. and makes sure you take care of yourself
  • you get him into a lot of shows on netflix
  • he’s been meaning to catch up, bless
  • totally asks you to read his scripts with him and help him get into the characters
  • lowkey wants you to write a character for him but that would also mean you’d have to write a whole play
  • which you could, but he doesn’t want you to stress yourself
  • especially because you’re becoming an english teacher!!
  • when you get those papers to grade, he reads through them and offers his advice to you
  • he’s a really good proofreader ok
  • thinks your crafting is really cool! you make lots of cute and small stuff
  • make him something and he’ll literally take it everywhere he can
  • it’s his good luck charm
【TRANS】 EXO - Touch It (Lyrics by CHEN)

No words can replace you
They are unnecessary
It cannot be expressed
I don’t need anything else if I just have you
Yes if I only have you
Your dizzying silhouette
Even your shadow is beautiful
All of your small actions that
Make me go crazy
When you slightly sweep your hair up
That sexy gesture gesture baby
Your gesture gesture
I lost my way when I was caught
By my attraction to you gesture gesture baby
My gesture gesture
Ay and she goes like nanana
Ay all the girls go nanana
Oh yeah
You in front of me now is absolutely
Feeling good now
Feeling good now
Yeah I’m feeling good now
But in my mind boom how should I say it
What what in my head black out uh
My imagination is awakened
I draw hundreds of figures of you
Your small motions all seem like your voice
When you slightly sweep your hair up
That sexy gesture gesture baby
Your gesture gesture
I lost my way when I was caught
By my attraction to you gesture gesture baby
My gesture gesture
All my ladies say yeah nanana
Ay with one voice feel me nanana
All my ladies say yeah nanana
Yo yo sing it again nanana
Why do we need a reason
It doesn’t need to be great
Just one of your trivial gestures
Torments me
You shake me babe
Oh you got what I want
Ay ay I only need you
That’s all babe
Oh you got what I want
Ay Ay just stay by my side
We don’t want to regret
I can’t help myself
Even if I don’t pretend to stay calm and let it show
I keep falling for you without knowing it
Gradually without you knowing
Your eyes are facing me
Did you think I didn’t know yeah
Tell me if you want me
When you slightly sweep your hair up
That sexy gesture gesture baby
Your gesture gesture
I lost my way when I was caught
By my attraction to you gesture gesture baby
My gesture gesture
Sing it sing it baby nanana
Ay c'mon c'mon do it again nanana
Do it together with me
Your white fingertips
Oh as if you’re teasing me
And sometimes as if you’re indifferent
Your gesture gesture to me
Make me dizzy
Show me a little more
Oh as if I pass by you
Watch it baby
Maybe I’ll get closer to you
Watch it baby
My gesture gesture
Will stop you stop you
trans: andie @ fychen ϟ please take out with full credit!

How to get me in little space:

🌸 Play with my hair

🌸 Pile me up with blankets

🌸 Dress me up 👗 

🌸 Spray your cologne/ perfume (or my favorite scent) on my pillow

🌸 Talk about something you genuinely enjoy

🌸 Watch a cute movie with me

🌸 Dom voice 😳😳

🌸 Hold my hand

🌸 Sing a song 🎶🎤

🌸 Tell jokes

🌸Give me pet names

🌸 Tell me about yourself

🌸 Give me a task to complete

🌸 Take me out

🌸 Do each other’s hobbies together

🌸 Help me name my stuffies 🐻

🌸 Talk to my stuffies 

🌸 Buckle my seat belt

🌸 (Bubble) baths! 

🌸 Get me my favorite snacks

🌸 Put me in your clothes

🌸 Cuddles

🌸 Pinching my cheeks (either set of cheeks works…) 💥💥

🌸 Coloring 

🌸 Putting your hand on my thigh 

🌸 Letting me sit on your lap

🌸 Commands

🌸 Counting 

🌸 Dance parties

🌸 Tea parties ☕

🌸 A newly cleaned paci

🌸 Warm sweaters

🌸 Anything cute

🌸 Colorful items 🖍️ 

🌸 Shiny things

🌸 Tying my shoes for me

🌸 Cold rooms (Idk, that’s just my thing) ❄️

🌸 Night lights 

Anyone have any more?? 🌸🌸🌸

whatever you do, don’t look through old twenty one pilots social media albums.

don’t scroll through the 2011s, to the 2010s, all the way to the 2009s.

don’t look at Mark’s late-night sketches of equipment and cameras he longs to own. don’t look at his excited facebook posts about the “incredible amount” of about 15 people that bought his reel bear posters. don’t find his first still photographs of Tyler and Josh, when the three of them were just broke college kids.

don’t scroll down Brad’s twitter until you find days that he desperately tried to get work as a photographer. don’t scroll until you see his desperate inspirational posts. don’t scroll so far that you see the cameras he used to dream of.

don’t look at Michael’s posts from when he traveled the world with his best friends. don’t find videos of him and Tyler joking about how he’s “not a real security guard”. don’t find his grainy photos of the team traveling in a little white van. don’t scroll on Michael’s instagram until you see his long, heart-felt goodbye posts to the clique, and to Tyler and Josh.

and for the love of everything, don’t find the whole facebook albums that tired, beaten down Tyler filled with pictures of the few people that came to his shows. don’t see his old pictures filled with captions like, “thanks for showing up.” don’t find pictures that young Mark took of Tyler’s eyes open in passion, hoping the bartenders would turn and catch a glimpse of his show. don’t find where Tyler used to post reminders to be at the shows, because he never knew if someone would show up. don’t read the old posts about how he had to say goodbye to Nick and Chris.

don’t find Josh’s first pictures where he wrote poems in the captions, and used sad words in his posts. don’t look at his excitement when he got to be a part of twenty one pilots. resist the urge to find pictures of his brown-haired self sleeping in the back of a crammed van.

don’t do any of this. unless, of course, you want to end up like me: silent and at loss for words in front of a computer screen, tears in my eyes. don’t do this if you don’t want to feel a deep pride in your heart for how far this band has come. don’t find the old posts if you desperately miss the old crew. don’t read the comments on old posts unless you want to desperately write over and over again to Brad and Tyler and Josh and Mark that, “keep going, keep working. it gets better. you get the equipment, you get the second chances, you get the big shows, you get the recognition. keep working past crew members and band. keep working for what you believe in, it will come to you.” don’t read the old captions if you don’t want a feeling of helplessness as you wish you could go back in time and tell them that it will all work out.

Imagine your boss, Dean Winchester, flirting with you every time he can.

“And last but far from least-” you let a small sigh, looking at the door in case someone was coming “Mr Fury asked to see you.”

“Fury? As in Nick Fury?” Dean raised and eyebrow, his interest peaking.

“Exactly. It either has to do with the damage you and Mr Stark caused on your small trip around town or-”

Dean chuckled, leaning back in his chair “Come on (Y/n), we were drunk!”

“That does not justify it. On the contrary, it was reckless to go take his suits while being drunk.” you said with a pointed look and his smile turned into a softer one.

“You know-” he leaned forward so that he was closer to you “I love it when you care so much about me.”

“Mr Winchester.” you scolded softly, not meeting his eyes but still unable to hide a small smile from your face.

“I thought that by now we had agreed on that, sweetheart. It’s Dean.” he said, sounding a little disappointed.

“You know that can’t happen, Mr Winchester.” you mumbled, starting to place all of his files in place. Anything to keep you occupied from looking him in the eyes “I’m your assistant.”

“Well then we can arrange that. I could always fire you.” he gave you a cheeky grin as with wide eyes your head snapped to him.

“What?” you stood there frozen for a second until he started laughing at your expression.

“Just kidding. There’s no way on Earth I would fire my most trusted worker.” he shook his head “Besides, this enterprises would crumble down without you here to be honest.”

“Glad you appreciate my job then, Mr Winchester.” you chuckled with a small sigh of relief, shaking your head at your boss.

He rolled his eyes for a moment “That’s just not going to go away easily, is it?” he huffed, almost disappointed and you bit the inside of your cheek; still not looking at him.

“Wish it could.” you mumbled and saw him from the corner of your eye get up and walk towards you.

“You know it can-” you almost jumped at how close he had gotten without you realizing it, his breath only fanning over your cheek and his hand on your back “It’s all up to you.”

“Mr Winchester please-” you glanced at the door nervously “Someone might walk in. I just- I don’t want them to think I am taking advantage of-”

“Of who? Me? Sweetheart by all means, do so.” he gave you a boyish grin and you couldn’t stop a chuckle at his words, shaking your head.

“No. Of the time I spend with you. I- I worked hard to get this position.”

“I know, I saw it for myself.” he frowned slightly “That’s why you got the promotion.”

“Yeah, well if they see us like this they’re not going to think exactly that Mr Winchester. I don’t want people to assume I am here because I am sleeping with my boss.” you placed a hand on his chest, regretting it but still pushing him away. You couldn’t even dare look him in the eyes, you couldn’t take the heartbroken look on his face.

“But they don’t have to see us, if that’s the problem.” he suggested after a long pause and you frowned.


“I mean if that’s what you’re most scared of- we don’t really have to tell everyone. Let them find out on our wedding day.” he added with a wink and you couldn’t help but giggle at him.

“Mr Winchester-” you started with a small whine but you knew you didn’t have an excuse good enough. Honestly you were mostly trying to convince yourself that you couldn’t be with him than him in the first place. Besides, it was your own feelings you had been battling with mostly these days than your boss’s advances and flirty remarks.

“Come on, just give me a chance. You’ll see I’m not that bad!” he threw his arms in the air and you bit your lip.

“Mr-” you stopped yourself “Dean, I know you’re not.” you confessed looking him in the eyes “And I know that if the circumstances were different- I wouldn’t have hesitated for a second. Especially after such a surprise.” you added with a chuckle and he grinned.

“You like them?” he remembered the flowers he had sent to your apartment. One of his many attempts in getting you “Took my brother’s advice in it.”

“The flowers were amazing, really.” you admitted “But I was mostly referring to the sweets, especially the pie.”

“Well, that one was my idea actually.” he confessed, full of pride and you giggled.

“Oh I bet!” you shook your head with a laugh.

“Say-” he spoke up, a hand again being placed on your back “How about I take you out… for pie and burgers and we can make a fresh start?”

“Dean” you sighed “You’re not going to give up, are you?”

“Hell to no.” he confessed.

“May I ask you- why are you so interested in me? Up until a few months ago I was just one of the secretaries until I became your personal assistant. But still- nothing more.” you dared look him in the eyes, only to see confusion written all over his face.

“I think we’ve made it clear that you got this position because you are the only one that actually puts effort into their work. Plus, you’re the only one that knows me so well and doesn’t dress up on purpose to show off and turn me on.” he shrugged, before pressing you close to him “That happens either way.” he added and you rolled your eyes at his cheekiness.

“I’m only wearing a white blouse and pencil shirt.” you mumbled.

“As I said- too fucking hot.” he growled almost in your ear and for the first time you let him kiss your cheek without you pushing him away.

“Dean” the way his name left your lips was definitely something you weren’t planning on.

Dean grinned widely “See? Already getting there-” he licked his lips “Do you really want to know why I am so interested in you?” he said in a low rough voice “Because you’re special. Because every morning you have walked in my office, hair a mess, no make up on and clothes a little a little wrinkled with a few buttons undone-” he paused for a moment, his eyes roaming your body “I can only think of how gorgeous you look, and how I’d love to see this sight every fucking morning. Especially after an intense night of-” he paused grinning up at you, only to see a hint of red on your cheeks.

“Gosh I would so love that.” he breathed out huskily, his breath tingling your lips as his face stood only a few inches away from yours.

“I’m- I’m not that-”

“I swear to god, if you complete that sentence I am just going to grab you and prove you wrong right here and now in any way you can imagine.” he said with a slight growl and you swallowed the lump in your throat, feeling yourself shiver when his hands started traveling. You couldn’t deny you liked it a little too much.

“Do you even know the things you do to me when you lean over my desk?” he whispered, resting his forehead on the side of your head; his lips brushing past your ear “With those tight, black skirts. I’ve had such a fucking hard time concentrating during meetings just because of you. You don’t even have to touch me, hell not even say something and I know I am a goner. I can’t think straight when you are in the same room. And gosh, you’re not even doing it on purpose. You’re so clueless.” he grinned “So adorably clueless.”

“Mr Winchester” you whispered, fisting his suit jacket in your hand.

“And the way you say that- I hated it so much at first, it felt like you put a wall between us. I still do but at the same time-it sounds so innocent, so unintentional that you can’t realize how cute and hot it sounds at the same time.” he chuckled and you bit your lip.

“And as if all of that is not enough you- you are such an amazing woman. You actually listen to me when I need it, you try to understand me and you- you love rock too. You listen to me ramble about my car when my own brother always tries to make me shut up when I do. You actually know so much about me, every side of me, that no other woman I’ve been with has ever known. And that’s only because you are the one interested.”

“I can’t help it you know.” you whispered, looking at him through your eyelashes.

“I know. Trust me baby, I know.” he breathed out, cupping your face and before you had the time to react he crashed his lips to yours.

As the TV Played.

Peter Parker X Reader

Summary: Peter can’t ever pay attention if you’re around.

Warnings: Probably a cuss word, knowing me. And some cute fluff

Originally posted by sincerelysaraahh

Star Wars episode II played in the background as you commented on the effects of it all, putting in your opinion on everything you possibly could. Though Peter wasn’t really listening. No, he was paying attention to how your lips moved when you said vowels, or how your face scrunched up whenever something violent showed on the screen. He saw how the light shone on your face, perfectly highlighting the best parts of your face. Your hair was pulled back messily, strands sticking out that he wanted to tuck behind your ears. Besides that, it framed you gorgeously, and he wondered why you didn’t do it more often.

He loved you. Yes, he loved his best friend. He loved every single upside and downside to you. He loved how passionate you got about the weirdest of things. And the way you smiled when you really meant it.

He lived for the times where you would visit him in the middle of the night, far past when everyone should be sleeping, and turn on the radio to some 80s channel, and ask. Ask him about literally anything. And when he wasn’t there, he would find you sitting on the floor next to his bed, sound asleep hours later.

He couldn’t help but fiddle with your hair whenever you sat close enough to him. It was so just soft, and he didn’t understand how it could get that soft. It smelled like rain and happiness. Which described you as best as humanly possible.

And the way you treated him. After everything, you always had his back. You knew right away when he was having a problem, and fixed it just by being yourself. You knew when to hug him, or have a movie night, or simply offer advice. You were there 24/7, supportive as always. And when he needed it most.

He appreciated the slim but amazing times you walked three miles to go to the best diner In town, laughing together until four hours before school. Spending too much money on the almost broken jukebox in the corner.

And god, he loved the way you looked at him with pure amazement, followed by, “I can’t believe you.”

He was mesmerized. Enchanted by your simple existence. He fell hard. And he was reminded of just how hard he’d fallen every time he looked at you.

He couldn’t fully understand why it was that you were friends with him. He thought that you were a thing that couldn’t possibly improve. Even your imperfections were beautiful. He didn’t know why you laughed at his jokes, because you were so much funnier. You were smart beyond your years, another thing he adored about you. Peter was craving to know: why him?

But he would never ask, in fear of losing you. If he lost you.. god. His world would crash right in front of him. Never had he put so much emotion into one person. He had never cared so much, or let anyone see him - every single side of him. You knew so much more than anyone else, and if it was suddenly gone? He couldn’t fathom.

“Pete? You okay?” you asked, snapping him out of his trance

“Yeah, yeah. Just…. admiring you.”

“Well, uh.. thank you.” You blushed, he could tell - a look he could get used to in the future.

Uh, Lucky God?

(So there we were, a 6th level party fighting our way through an ambush of empowered undead, still trying to get used to our first mythic tier. The heavy hitter of the encounter is an empowered undead STORM GIANT, that just made an attack roll of 41, and hit the Fovung the Paladin for more than half his HP. So I, playing Jack the Rogue, start racking up some sneak attacks, accidentally drawing his attention.) 

DM: The storm giant is crackling with electricity, channeling the energy from his chest into his rusty greatsword. So, Jack: Any last words?

Magnus the Summoner: Flip him off!

Jack the Rogue: Yep, I’m doing that. I just hope it’s a low roll.

(At this point, I’m doing the math in my head. “He just has to roll *just* low enough… pleasepleasepleaseplease…”)

(The giant rolls with a +26 modifier, for a total of 33. Any other combat I would figuratively shit my pants at this number. But the instant I see the roll…)


Literally everyone else: Wait, what?!


Magnus: He burns one mythic power and adds a +10 dodge bonus to his AC!

DM: How much did it miss by?

Jack: ONE!!

*assorted laughter*

DM: Alright, it’s your turn now. You just Matrix dodged that electrified greatsword by a hair. It came so close you smelled the rust and ozone coming off of it. What are you gonna do?

Jack: Full attack this guy, and top it off with a Surprise Strike that cuts through his DR!

(After just enough sneak attack damage in one round…)

DM: The storm giant falls to his knees, the knees you stabbed to hell. He’s falling towards you. Roll me a reflex save.

Jack: 27! I jump straight up, land on the back of his head, and RIDE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! 

Fovung the Paladin: Jack killed the giant! You should call your sword “The Beanstalk”!

Jack: I AM A GOD!!!

(Didn’t even take a single hit that entire encounter. Lucky God.)

I Love...

Aries: The way you run your hands frustratedly through your hair when you’re concentrating too hard on something

Taurus: How your fingers flip through pages and pages of a book you love, tears running down your face without you knowing

Gemini: How you jump up and down excitedly when you talk about something you love

Cancer: Your eyes as they glitter and glow when you look at a beautiful sunset, or someone you admire

Leo: Your smirk because you know your abilities and you don’t let anyone stand in your way. You’re ready for whatever life throws at you

Virgo: The passion that goes into everything you do. You give 100% of your body, mind and spirit in everything you do. It’s admirable

Libra: The way you strive for peace and get frustrated when there’s lack of it. Despite this, you keep advocating for it

Scorpio: The love that swells in your heart when you’ve finally met the person for you. You’d fight til the end for them, and write poetry to wake up to

Sagittarius: Your spirit. It’s a whirlwind of colors that no one else has. Your vibrancy attracts people as they strive to get closer and closer to you

Capricorn: How you sit and analyze a problem given to you. You never stray away from it even as you realize the sun is coming up

Aquarius: The light that surrounds your aura. You’re willing to do anything and everything to show people how worthy you are, and you glow while you’re at it

Pisces: The grip on your lovers shirt. You know love isn’t about lust, it isn’t about the sex. It’s about a partnership in which your emotional and intellectual relationship are as strong or stronger than the physical aspect of a relationship.

Through the Years (Part 3)

Summary: Through mysterious circumstances, you find yourself exchanging letters with a man who lived 70 years in the past.

Word Count: 1,803

Part 1 Part 2

Originally posted by yesbucky


It was impossible, you knew that it was. There was absolutely no way that this letter really was from the date written on it. Yet again, it was yellowed and seemed to be crumbling. After all, it had supposedly existed for seventy years. Swallowing thickly, you began to read.

Dear Y/N,

My name is James Barnes. I am the new tenant in the apartment and would like to ask how you know about the fire that happened in the bedroom. It just happened a week ago and I was already living here. How did you know it was going to happen, that it was going to leave a large burn mark on the wall?

I’m not accusing you of anything, please don’t think I am. I am just curious.



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Summary: After waking up in the morning finding out you had a one night stand with someone you don’t even know…you rush out as quickly as possible…too bad you forgot your cell phone.

Pairing: Jeon Jeong-guk (Jungkook) / Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 2k

A/N: extremely Mature rating

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“How do I look?” You asked your best friends.

“Gorgeous.” They said at the same time. You settled on a simple black dress, that hugged your curves beautifully.

“And here.” Your friend Lalisa got up and scrunched up your long hair with her fingers. “Guys like messy.”

“Why are you doing this to me?” It wasn’t your idea to go out in the first place. Your friends thought it would make you feel better, help you move on from your tragic breakup that ended a month ago and you happen to still be hung up on.

Illhoon was the best thing that has ever happened to you and being together for three years, things just weren’t working out. You were always fighting, he was always busy, and you haven’t been sexually active in months. He was always loyal to you, too loyal that he broke things off. He felt bad that he couldn’t give you the love you deserve. He just wasn’t happy, which you respected.

Now your pain in the ass friends were trying to set you up.

“Okay….lets go.” Lalisa marched out and Rosé gave you an apologetic look.

“It will be fun, don’t worry.” She told you.


When you got to the club it was surprisingly not that crowded. Which was a relief. “Lets get some fuel.” Lalisa started walking towards the bar.

6 shots later you were starting to get buzzed that you decided to slow down on a casual drink. “Hey.” You looked up following the voice. “Do you see that hot guy over there.” Lalisa pointed with her eyes.

You started to look. “Hey don’t be obvious.” She alerted you.

“Sorry.” You snorted. Maybe the alcohol had kicked in more then you thought.

You slightly looked over, pretending to not be obvious. You saw more then one hot guy, to be honest, but one got your heart racing.

He had dark hair and a killer smile. Possibly one of the most handsome guy you have ever seen. Not counting Illhoon. Shit! You weren’t suppose to be talking about him.

“Go over there and talk to him.” Lalisa pressured you.

“Unless it’s too soon.” Rosé debated.

“No it’s the perfect opportunity….its been long enough…you need to put yourself back out there.” Lalisa argued.

“I’m going over there.” Lalisa stood up. “I’m going to introduce him to you and then I’m going to take his hot friend with the dimples.” Then she stormed off.

As you saw her talking you decided to take about 3 more shots, you were too sober for this.

You saw the guy smile in your direction. “Lalisa always wins.” Rosé said and got up to walk over to one of the other guys.

You were left drinking alone. You didn’t want to act like you were desperate and you weren’t, you wanted to take it at a slow level.

You were slightly drunk that you almost thought the hot guy was walking over.

“Hi.” Oh, it’s real. “I’m Jungkook.” He reached his hand out to you.

“Hi.” You blushed as you stood up, accepting his handshake. “I’m (Y/N).”

“Your friend over there gave a pretty good word for you.”

“What did she say?” You nervously asked.

“She said that I’m an idiot if I don’t talk to you because you are the hottest thing that has ever hit this club.”

You slapped you forehead amused. “I’m so sorry about her.”

“I wouldn’t disagree.” You looked at his sweet smile and blushed.

Your friends were right, you need to let lose, have fun. “Let’s go dance.” You pulled his hand, leading him to the dance floor.

The alcohol took over as you reached the dance floor. You just wanted to have a good time. You felt Jungkook’s hands wrap around your waist as you grinded your hips with his. Your back was rubbing against his chest as you danced in motion.

A few drinks later and a few sexual dances later the rest of the night was all a blur. You knew you wouldn’t remember anything in the morning. You couldn’t remember the fact that you shared an intense kiss.

The second that your lips aligned with his, you were hungry for more. You felt connected with him, but you knew better then to trust the alcohol.

And this case you did. “Do you want to get out of here?” You whispered in his ear.

“Yeah.” Then you don’t even remember getting to his apartment but you got there. As soon as you both tumbled into the door you jumped up wrapping your legs around his waist as he carried you to his bedroom.

He moved down to your neck as soon as your back hit the bed sheets. The sexual tension from each wet kiss had you feeling soaked between your legs.

You heard your phone ring on the table beside you. You couldn’t read the name from your blurry vision, so you tossed it instead.

Jungkook made his way back up to your lips as you felt up the front of his jeans. You attempted to unbutton his belt along with his pants. His hand found itself kneading your chest. You couldn’t help but moan, it’s been a while since you have been touched like this.

You slid your hand underneath his boxers, touching up his sensitive area. The area was tight from his hard-on.

You flipped you both over so you can pull down your dress, leaving you in your bra and underwear. You finished pulling down his pants, exposing his length. Wow. Again, the alcohol bringing out the sweet girl you tried to convince yourself to be.

You grabbed his length kissing the red tip. You loved the sound that escaped his mouth as you started to lick down his area. You couldn’t help but smirk from the thought that you were in control. You made your way back up to the tip leaning your head down to take him fully into your mouth. You bobbed your head up and down sucking every inch of his throbbing member.

You sat back up letting go of him you didn’t want him to take all the fun. You wrapped your arms around your back to unhook your bra and then you slid your underwear off sexually.

He sat up looking at you with desire in his eyes. You bit your lip as you watched him take off his clothes. He was extremely fit. You slid yourself down onto him, surprised by the sudden pain.

You rocked your hips back and forth taking in the pleasure that you desperately needed. You moaned as he worked against you. He grabbed a hold of your hips moving you quicker then you can handle.

You screeched in surprise when he flipped you both over as he took control. He lifted your right leg up onto his left shoulder to deepen the angle. You loved how attractive he was even though he was sweaty.

You felt your toes go numb as your orgasm immerse throughout your body. You squeezed your eyes shut trying to pass through the feeling. Jungkook’s pace slowed down immensely as you felt him jerk his liquid into you. He kissed you passionately before he collapsed on the bed next to you. After that you let the sleep get a hold of you.


Your eyes fluttered open as the killer headache flooded your skull. You yawned sitting up when you realized you didn’t recognize the room. You took in your surroundings as yours eyes drifted off to the sleeping beauty next to you. The last thing you remember was dancing with him. Oh shit! What have you done?

You slowly got up trying not to wake what’s his name. Jungkook? You tried to remember. As soon as your feet hit the floor you reached for your underwear and dress. You grabbed your heels, tip toeing your way out of his room. Damn he was beautiful but one night stands are always awkward, that’s why it’s best to sneak out.

On your way out you saw a sweater pulled over a chair. You know you shouldn’t but you took it to at least to save your dignity. When you made your way onto the streets it was way too familiar. This was your street. You only had to walk down a few blocks to reach your apartment. The sweater covering you didn’t have an affect, people still stared at you. Judging you.

When you got home your roommate was in the kitchen.

“Oh my god there you are.” Rosé panicked. “I tried calling you.”

You stopped in front on the mirror making your way to the kitchen. Your makeup was running down your face and your hair was a mess. No wonder everyone was staring.

“Wow you bad girl.” Rosé smirked at you. “You and Lalisa ditching me to go have sex.” She pouted.

“Other then you two I had a nice sober talk with a sweet guy named Jin.”

“That’s nice.” You grabbed the aspirin.

“Anyways….what happened?”

“I don’t remember.” You groaned.

You went to sit comfortably on the couch. Rosé followed you with an ice cold pack.

“I snuck out before I could ask.” You confessed.

“Well maybe you’ll see him again.”

“Maybe….we better call Lalisa to see if shes okay.” You suggested.

“I already did…but both of you ignored my calls.” Rosé intrigued.

You felt the pockets of the sweater, feeling for your phone. It wasn’t there. You got up following your steps to the door where your purse was. You dug through it rapidly trying to find your phone.

“Fuck.” You said panicked “fuck, fuck, fuck.” You got up.

“What?” Rosé rushed to you.

“I forgot my phone.”


A few hours later you were still panicked. “What am I going to do?”

“I told you already.” Rosé said annoyed.

Both your eyes made their way towards the door as it opened. Lalisa made her way through with a big smile on her face. “What’s up?” She said casually.

“Where the fuck were you?” Rosé sat up annoyed. “I’ve trying calling you all day.”

“Sorry I was out.” She made her way towards her room. Then she came back out with a bathrobe getting ready for a shower. “I had the best time last night.” She smiled. “I think I’ll stick around with this one.” The thing with Lalisa was she would hook up with guys until she found one she liked.

“He’s so cute and he has like the perfect body, nice and tall, lean.” She blushed. “We had like the best morning sex and then he bought me out for breakfast.”

“Anyway what about you? I saw you guys last night, I almost thought you were going to go at it in the dance floor.” She laughed.

You just sighed. “What’s wrong?” Lalisa asked.

“This whole thing makes me uncomfortable, sleeping with someone I just met….I don’t even remember him that much, just his face.”

“Well maybe if you didn’t sneak out maybe you could get to know him.” Rosé said.

“You snuck out….oh (Y/N)….that’s going to give him the wrong idea and now you’ll probably never see him again.” Lalisa said disappointed.

“She’s going to have too.” Rosé spoke for you.

Lalisa looked at you both. “I forgot my phone.” You said trying to stay calm.


“What if he answers?”

“That’s what we want doofus.” Rosé stated.

“I’ll just buy a new phone.” You turned away.

“No you wont.” Lalisa pulled you back.

“Call.” Rosé handed you her phone.

You nervous dialed your phone number. You brought it up to your ear. Your heart started beating quickly as you heard the phone ringing. Lalisa and Rosé were hanging on each shoulder listening.

“Hello.” You heard his cute voice.

“H-hi.” You nervously stuttered.

“(Y/N)?” He remembered your name?

“Hi….um…you have something that belongs to me.”

He laughed. “That’s funny because I believe you have something that belongs to me.”

It took you a few to understand what he meant, but then it occurred to you. You stole his sweater.


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