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Help A Buddy Out

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So its a lot of words. but its a quick read cause its in sections. I just thought it was kind of a cute idea :D Not my best ever, but I still wanted to post it cause why not? It may make one person smile… maybe haha ;D


— You and Bucky are roommates and you ask for him to teach you to be better at sex so you can please another guy —

“Y/N!” You heard your roommate shout from across the apartment. “Have you seen my shirt?!”

“Why of course, I know exactly what you do with all your shirts. What type, what color, what brand are you looking for? Wait, let me just look into my Bucky Barnes archives…” You shouted back with way too much sass.

A shirtless Bucky poked his head around the door of your bedroom. “Hardy har har.” He returned before coming fully into the room. “You’re overly sassy for no apparent reason. What’s going on?” He strutted over to the bed and took the book from your hands as he sat down. “Chaucer?” he questioned. “You only subject yourself to Chaucer when you’re in a bad mood.”

“Yea, well I had a change of heart.” You retort as you try to snag your book back. He pulled it further from your reach. “Buck, give me my book back.”

“No, not until you tell me why you’re in full sass mode today.”

“Well, then I’ll never get it back.” You sighed as you crossed your arms in front of your chest and leaned back against the headboard.

“C’mon Y/N. I’m your best friend. You can tell me anything.” He spoke as he smiled one of his killer ‘your panties just melted’ smiles. Except, you knew when he smiled like that to you, it was merely platonic. Which sucked.

“Ok fine” you huffed out. “The truth is…” you began as you sat up. “Steve is my best friend.”

Bucky let out a frustrated groan and threw your book back in your general direction. “As if. You know you like me better.” He stood in front of you and stared down; His eyes traveling up and down your body. “If you don’t tell me then I’ll just tickle you until you do.”

You made a face at that. “Don’t do that.”

Bucky started to walk towards the side of the bed where you sat. “You’ve left me with no choice, Doll.” He got closer and grabbed your arm as you tried to scramble away.

“OK, OK!! Don’t do it. I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you!” Bucky released you from his grip.

“There. Was that so hard? Now spill, Doll. Whats going on?”

You sat up once again and brushed your fingers through your hair. “Fine, but stand over there.” Bucky’s eyes travelled to where you pointed.

“You want me to stand in the corner?” His ‘you-cant-be-serious’ look took over his face. “You cant be serious.”

You sighed as you began to explain. “I need you to be as far away from me as possible when I tell you this. Its embarrassing.”

Bucky crossed his arms and began to retreat to the corner. “Fine. Makes total sense, Weirdo.”

You ignored his comment and pulled your knees up under your chin. “Ok. There is no easy way to say this so im just gonna do it.” You sucked in a deep breath. “I don’t know how to have sex. Not well anyway. I have this date with this guy on Friday and its going to be the third date. Everyone knows the third date rule! I don’t want to suck.” You finished with a deep breath, recovering your oxygen levels from your intense rambling.

“You’re still going out with that guy?” Bucky demanded as he began to near you again.

You pointed your finger back at him. “Stay! And yes I am.”

“Why the fuck–?” he started but caught himself before he revealed too much. “Y/N, look, sex is sex. Its, uh, its not that big of a deal. Im sure youll be great.” He said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“It’s a huge deal, Buck! HUGE! Its sex!”

“You’ve had, uh, sex before right?”

“Twice.”

“Twice.” He repeated.

“Yes, twice. I’m going to suck. I know it.”

“Youre not going to suck. It’s not possible”

“How would you know, Buck? Its not like we’ve had sex.” Bucky couldn’t argue with that, they hadn’t, despite how much he wanted to. “Which is why I’m asking you to help me.” You said, snapping Bucky out of his thoughts. “I want you to make me better at sex.”

Buckys head shot up from the direction of his feet, eyes wide. “WHAT?!”

“Please Buck, you said it yourself: sex is sex. Whats the harm if you teach me the ins and outs of it. No pun intended.” You smirked to yourself.

“You’re my best friend!” he spoke in an attempt to find an excuse.

“Friends have sex all the time. You’d just be helping a friend out.”

Bucky thought of another excuse. “What makes you think I can teach you anything?”

You chuckled “I think the plethora of random girls that scream their heads off in pleasure and beg for more is enough for me to know how good you are.”

Bucky blushed. “You hear that?”

“They’re like banshees, Bucky.”

“Are not.” He huffed

“Are too” You returned. Bucky crossed and uncrossed his arms before shifting his weight to his left foot. “Bucky, please. We are always there for each other when the other needs something.”

Bucky let out a sharp laugh. “Yea, but usually its when you want me to pick up your prescriptions from the pharmacy or fix the plumbing.”

“Buck, I need you. I know this is slightly different, but whats the harm?”

“I don’t know.” Bucky pulled his phone from his back pocket to check the time. “I have to go meet Steve. Just let me think about it.” He pocketed his phone again and turned to leave the room.

“Don’t forget a shirt!” You called after him.

Bucky opened the door to the café and scanned the room for his friend. When he saw the over compensating build and light hair he started towards one of the window tables. “Steve.”

Steve looked up from his view of the city and smiled as he saw his oldest friend. “Bucky, its good to see you.”

Bucky took a seat opposite of Steve and ordered a coffee when the waitress came around. “Hows things?”

“Great.” Steve began. “Sharon is great. We got a cat.”

Bucky chuckled. “A cat? Since when are you a cat person?”

“Since Sharon is a cat person.” He smirked. “But, whats going on with you? Hows Y/N?”

“Funny that you bring her up.” Bucky said before he smiled and thanked the waitress for his coffee.

“Oh yea?” Steve smiled. “Finally tell her how you feel, did you?

“Yea right. Cause that would go over soooo well.”

“Oh c’mon man, you’ve liked her since she moved in.”

“Doesn’t matter, she doesn’t feel the same. She, uh, asked me this morning to help her become a pro at sex.”

Steve choked on his coffee and reached for a napkin to clean the drops from his chin. “What!?”

“Yea.” Bucky signed and sipped his drink

“What exactly does that entail?”

“She wants us to have sex.” Bucky replied nonchalantly. “She wants us to have sex until shes good at it, apparently.

“Wow. Why?”

“Shes got this date on Friday. Says it’s the third date so they HAVE to have sex for some stupid reason.” He huffed.

“Well,” Steve started “Think of the Bright side: Youll get to have sex with the girl you love.”

“Smooth attempt at making me feel better, pal, but there is no bright side. She wants me for the wrong reason. Its not like she loves me back.”

“All the more reason to tell her. Maybe she just hasn’t thought of you in that way yet and telling her may open her eyes.”

“I don’t know, man. Shes pretty determined. I think if she liked me she’d know.”

“Just think about it, Buck”

“Its all I think about. Which makes me think I cant go through with this.”

“Oh, you definitely cannot go through with this.”

Bucky reentered his apartment after a long and thoughtful conversation with Steve. He had a very valid point: there was no way Bucky could go through with this, but the more he thought about it, the more he didn’t want to disappoint Y/N.  She felt insecure and that was the last thing Bucky wanted. So he could do this just once, right?

“Bucky?” Y/N called, stepping out of her bedroom. “Are you alright? You seem a little dazed.” She continued once she saw his facial expression.

“Yea well what do you expect?” Bucky mumbled to himself as Y/N entered the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee.

“Did you say something?”

“What? No.” He hurriedly spit out. Y/N returned her attention to the coffee maker. “So, I was thinking…” she met his eyes as he continued. “We could try what you proposed. Just once. I’ll tell you what you want to know from that one time, but no more. Deal?”

Y/N squealed in appreciation. “Oh Bucky, you have no idea what this means to me. Thank you so much.”

She jumped into his arms and wrapped her own around his neck. “Yea. I mean what are friends for right?”

“Right!” she smiled. She was so beautiful that he almost kissed her right then and there, but he quickly stepped away.

“So, uh, how do you want to go about this?” Bucky questioned as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“I say we just jump into it. I mean, this is practically for science. No need to beat around the bush.”

Bucky felt his heart crumble just a bit. Hearing her say those words was the last thing he wanted. If anything, he wanted this to mean something to her in the slightest. But clearly it didn’t. “Alright.” He spoke clearly frustrated. He reached for the hem of his shirt and aimed to pull it over his head, but was stopped by Y/Ns soft hand on top of his.

“Let me.” She lifted his shirt off for him and Bucky thought he had never been more turned on. Y/N pulled hers off and slipped out of her sleep shorts then turned and strutted off into her bedroom.

“Jesus.” Bucky mumbled as he followed after her.

When he stepped through the door, she was standing there waiting for him in just her underwear. He eased himself closer to her and she reached for the belt around his hips. ‘This is so bad’ he thought as he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up to him. She looked into his eyes and down to his lips. Slowly, she reached up and pressed her lips to his in the softest of motions. Bucky fell completely into it and Y/N placed her hand on the back of his neck in an attempt to pull him closer, but Bucky pulled away. He couldn’t do this. It just wasn’t right.

“Bucky?” she whispered as she placed her hands on either sides of his face. “Whats the matter?”

Bucky gripped her hands in his own and removed them from his face. “I cant do this.” He spoke so quietly; it was practically to himself.

“What?” Her face twisted in concern.

“I cant do this.” Bucky said a little louder so she could hear him, but this time it was laced with a bit of frustration.

“Why?”

Bucky took a few steps away from her. “I just cant.” He grabbed for his shirt, but Y/N stepped up into his space and grabbed it from him before he could put it on. “Y/N, give me my shirt back.”

“No, Buck. Not until you tell me whats going on.”

“Fine, keep it.” He huffed as he headed for the door.

“Bucky!” Y/N yelled after him. “Bucky, wait!”

Y/N chased him out the door and into their tiny living room. She grabbed his arm to keep him from getting further away from her. “Y/N, Stop!” Bucky yelled as he tried to break free from her grasp. She was deceptively strong.

“Bucky, please just tell me whats going on.” He could hear the sadness in her voice. It almost broke his heart. “Please.” She whispered. Bucky turned to face her with a cold expression on his face. He figured it was better than showing her his true emotions in this moment. ‘Did I do something wrong?” He met her eyes in shock. That was the last possible problem. “Do you not want me?” Slowly, tears began to fall down her cheeks.

Bucky sighed. “That is not possible.” He whispered

“Which?” she questioned

“Neither. You didn’t do anything wrong and its definitely not because I don’t want you, OK?” He reached up and brushed the tears from her cheeks.

“Then what is it?”

“Nothing, Y/N”

“Youre lying.” She was starting to get angry.

“No, Im n-“ he started, but was interrupted.

“Yes, you are!” Y/N was a full on mix of pissed and distressed. “Tell me!” she yelled.

“Y/N” Bucky sighed

“TELL ME!” She screamed again.

“I LOVE YOU!” Bucky yelled in her face before he’d even realized what he was doing. He breathed heavily, eyes looking directly at her before he stepped back and looked to his feet. “I love you.” He spoke again, much quieter.

“Bucky..”

“No, just don’t.” Bucky rushed past her back to her room and put his shirt back on. When he got back to the living room, Y/N was still standing there in shock. “I have to go.” He grabbed his keys of the hook and slammed the door, knocking Y/N out of her shock.

Sharon opened the door to her and her boyfriends apartment to find Bucky standing in the doorway, his head hung low, soaked to the bone. It must’ve been pouring outside. “Bucky, come in.” When he didn’t make a move to enter the apartment, she grabbed him by his arm and slowly pulled him inside. “Steve!?” she yelled “Can you come here?”

Steve walked out from their bedroom. “Yea, babe- Bucky?”

“He just showed up. Im going to go get some towels and an extra shirt.” She said ask she walked Bucky over to the couch and helped him sit down before walking to the bathroom. Steve inched closer to his friend and sat down across from him.

“Buck?” he spoke, but got no response. “Bucky?” he tried again. “What happened?”

Bucky looked up from his hands, but refused to meet Steve’s eyes. “I told her.”

“Well, that’s good isn’t it?” Steve questioned.

“No, Steve, its not. We were about to have sex.”

“You were going to do it!?”

“Just once. She was doubting herself and you know how I get when she does that. I was only going to do it once and help her. I thought I could suppress my feelings for one time.”

“Bucky…”

“I kissed her once and I couldn’t do it. Before I knew it, I was yelling that I love her and now im here.”

Steve placed a hand on his friends shoulder as his girlfriend returned with the shirt and towels. She placed them next to Bucky to use as he needed.

“What did she say?” Steve asked.

“Nothing.” Bucky sighed. “She just stood there. So I left. Well, actually I started to leave the second after I told her.”

“You didn’t give her a chance to say anything?”

“I couldn’t, Steve. I just had to get out of there.”

“Oh, Buck.” Steve started “Just stay here tonight, ok?” he sighed. “But tomorrow you have to talk to her.”

Buckys eyes widened. “No, Steve. I cant.”

“You can. And you will. She is the only girl you’ve ever given a fuck about, never mind the fact that she and Sharon get along great. You’ve made yourself a nice little mess and you’re going to fix it so we can all still be friends. Im too used to our little foursome now to have it fall apart at the seams.”

“Arent you the one who told me to tell her how I felt?”

Steve stood from his chair. “Yea. I was thinking more of a sweet scenario where you buy her flowers and don’t bolt after you tell her.”

Bucky grumbled and wrapped a bright, pink towel around his shoulders. “Well you didn’t specify.”

“I figured it was implied, Buck” Steve began to turn towards is bedroom. “Couch is all yours for tonight. Enjoy, stretch out, think of ways to get your girl. But im gonna turn in. My lady is waiting.”

Bucky made a face. “Steve, I swear if you guys have sex 20 feet away from me…”

“Chill Buck, Sharon and I are hardcore cuddlers.”

“That’s almost worse.”

“Oh please, Buck if you had Y/N you’d cuddle nonstop.”

“Don’t remind me that I don’t have her.” Bucky returned as he stretched out onto the couch.

“Goodnight Bucky.” Steve sighed and retreated to his bedroom where is girlfriend waited for him. Lucky bastard Bucky thought.

Bucky jolted awake at the sound of 3 sharp knocks. He could have sworn he imagined it and was getting ready to settle back into sleep when he heard it again. He grabbed his phone from his pant pocket which had long been discarded onto the floor halfway through the night. It was 3:30 am. What the hell. Bucky groaned as he sat up and walked his shirtless, underwear clad body into Steve and Sharon’s room. Sharon was nestled up against Steves side and their cat sat on his chest, rising and falling in rhythm with Steves breathing. Bucky shuffled forward to Steves side and nudged his shoulder until he woke up.

Steves eyes slowly opened and looked into those of his best friend. “Bucky, what the hell?”

“Little early for cursing don’t you think, Cap?”

Steve sighed and laid his head back on his pillow. “What do you want, Buck?” He whispered in an effort not to stir his girlfriend.

“Theres a knock on your door” Bucky spoke nonchalantly as he pointed in its general direction.

“What?”

“Theres a knock-“ Bucky started but what interrupted by the knock itself. “See?”

Steve sat up slightly, causing the cat to jump of his chest and Sharon to slowly shift in her sleep. “And you woke me because…?”

“I don’t know. Its 3:30 am. Its dark. Im vulnerable. It could be a psycho killer and im not in the mood.”

Steve pushed the sheets of his legs and sat up. “Are you kidding me, Buck? Youre the fucking winter soldier.”

Steve began to walk towards the door as the knocking continued with Bucky hot on his heels. “Yea, well you’re Captain America. We are equally as capable of opening the door, but this is your apartment so I figured id let you. Just in case it is a psycho killer, youd be able to say you defended your own domicile.”

“Gee thanks.” Steve huffed as he reached for the doorknob. The door opened to reveal a slightly disheveled Y/N in none other than her pajamas. Bucky and Steve stared at her for a moment before Steve turned to Bucky. “Well, it’s for you. Totally get why you were scared though. She looks like a murderous demon.” Steve sighed sarcastically. “Im going back to bed. Lovely to see you though Y/N. Sharon misses you like crazy. I mean it’s been like what, 3 weeks since we’ve seen you. Crazy how time flies, we should really-“ Steve continued before being interrupted by Bucky.

“Steve go to bed.” Bucky spoke without taking his eyes off Y/N.

“Oh geez, fine. Goodnight Y/N”

“Goodnight Steve. “Y/N returned with a feeble smile.

Once Steve was definitely in his room, Bucky turned back to face Y/N. “What are you doing here?”

“Bucky, we need to talk.”

“Look, Y/N if this is about earlier then theres no need. I-“

“I love you, Bucky.” Y/N interrupted.

It was Buckys turn to stand there in shock.

“Bucky?”

Bucky snapped back to his senses and was less than pleased. “Is this some kind of sick joke to you? That’s really low Y/N. I spill my guts and you have the audacity to make fun of me for it.” Bucky turned back into the apartment but Y/n followed him in, shutting the door behind her.

“Bucky, im not lying.”

“You are too. You are supposed to go out on a date this weekend. You don’t love me. If you did, you wouldn’t date that idiot.”

“Bucky you said you love me and you had sex 3 days ago. Not with me, I might add.” Y/N replied laced with a little frustration.

“So? I had to get my frustrations out somehow. I’m not the one who suggested we have casual buddy sex.”

“Bucky, I was just really confused ok? I really thought that if we had sex once that I’d get over you. I don’t even have a date this weekend. I broke up with Mike after he slapped our waitress’ ass as she walked by on our last date.”

“Prick” Bucky mumbled. “So you tricked me into sex?”

“Tricked is such a harsh word.”

“But an accurate one” Bucky finished.

“We didn’t even have sex Bucky. I didn’t even think id be able to go through with it. I just wanted to propose the idea to see how youd react. To see if you wanted me too. I almost died when you pulled away from me.”

Bucky looked up into her eyes. “Yea, well you got what you wanted didn’t you?”

Y/N detected a hint of anger in his words. “Are you actually mad at me? Bucky, we love each other. Or at least we did a couple hours ago.”Bucky refused to speak. It lasted so long that Y/N turned to leave. “Fine, Bucky. Ill just go” Y/N was stopped by a firm grip on her wrist. She looked up and Bucky pulled her to him, kissing her like his life depended on it. Y/N kissed back with as much ferocity as she could. It was passionate and sexy and melting. Y/N had wanted this for so long and it was amazing. They pulled apart only to breathe and Bucky brushed his fingers through her hair.

“We love each other?” He spoke as he rested his forehead on hers.

“Yea, we do”

“I cant believe it.” Bucky chuckled. “I’ve been in love with you since you moved in.”

“Two years, Four months, and eighteen days.” Y/N whispered.

“What?” Buckys head snapped up in shock.

“That’s how long we’ve lived together.”

“Wow.” Bucky stepped back from her embrace and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.

“I know because that’s how long ive loved you too.”

“WHAT?!”

“What?”

“You’ve loved me that long too? You had a boyfriend when you moved in.”

“I know, which is weird now that I think about it because he let me move in with another man. He said he wasn’t worried, but he should have been.”

“I’m the reason you dumped that guy a month after you moved in?” Bucky questioned. Y/N only nodded in response. “I cant believe it.” Bucky sighed. “I hated that guy!”

Y/N giggled and moved to cup his face with both hands. “That’s what he told me.”

“Oh, yea right. How would he know?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t see it either, but he insisted that you liked me and wanted to kill him with your metal arm.”

Bucky chuckled and crossed is arms over his chest. “Well, the guy wasn’t as big of an idiot as I thought.”

“You’re ridiculous.” Y/N laughed.

Bucky grabbed Y/Ns hand and walked her over to the couch. He laid down and pulled her on top of him.

“Bucky what are you doing?”

“I’m getting ready to sleep with the girl I love.” He replied as he readjusted his pillow.

“Um, shouldn’t we go home? You know, since you aren’t mad at me anymore?”

“Oh please, doll. I was never mad at you. More just mad at myself. Also, Sharon and Steve miss you didn’t you hear? And all I want to do is take you home and stay in bed with you for days, but I figure I owe them a favor for letting me stay and whine. So, tomorrow we can all go out and they’ll stop complaining about never seeing you, THEN we will stay in bed for days.”

“Ah, great plan, Barnes.”

“Yea, I thought so.” He smiled his cheeky grin. “But for now we will sleep together and actually sleep.”

  • Aaron: (knocking) Cain, you'd better get me out of here now! Cain!
  • Robert: (opening the boot) Happy surprise wedding day. So are you gonna marry me or are you gonna stay in there sulking? (Aaron climbs out of the car)
  • Chas: Sorry, love.
  • Aaron: What is wrong with you?
  • Cain: Ask him.
  • Robert: I wanted it to be a surprise. You should know better than to stand near the back end of a car, given our history.
  • Aaron: Robert, this isn't funny.
  • Robert: No. So are we getting married or what?
  • Aaron: Now?
  • Robert: Yeah. If you'll still have me. (Aaron walks away) Aaron? Aaron, wait up. What...? Aaron, where are you going?
  • Aaron: I'm not gonna get married in these overalls like some dirty little grease monkey, am I?
  • Robert: I'll wait.
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SONG: ooh you’re playing Density Effect!! i still need to play this!

PICKLE: it’s pretty cool!! my character is dating this big bird looking alien dude and he really likes it when she punches reporters :D

SONG: …um, remind me not to let you save the galaxy? 

I hated to leave home this morning with all that was going on but I had plans and so away I went. I figured by the time I got home tonight my ship might have sunk and I spent the day coming to terms with that. I had a grand time in Toronto with my two daughters and my mom We were at Casa Loma to see the costumes on display from the new Beauty and the Beast movie.
Beautiful, but of course it just reminded me of the Outlander Saks costume day and the neck hug, which got me to thinking about all that other stuff….you know, the three years worth. Over supper I rudely dm’d and managed to get my eyes on a couple of pictures and the grand news that sure enough, the ship hobbles on. I’ll get to my inbox tomorrow but for now I just want to say that once I got over the shock of seeing that Sam really was at that wedding, the logic alert sounded. I have said I will stop shipping Sam and Cait when I see them showing the heart eyes and body language that they have for one another to someone else. I don’t see that here. I see nothing from this weekend that says anything more than friends, which I already knew he and MM were. There’s a link there of some kind and it goes back a while but it just doesn’t sit with me that that link is a long distance relationship. I weigh the odds of that against the contents of the shipper vault and it’s a no brainer for me. My ship sails until they do better than that. I don’t even see that Sam purposely gave this away to get the word out. That’s not his style at all. More likely dorky Sam showing off the route he tracked with his favourite app not clueing in that he’d be caught in a pic from the wedding. Most often the simple explanation is the most logical and things are very simple in my world. Sam is with Cait and friends with MM and her brother. Simple.

David Duchovny Q&A in Seattle

*these are not exact, not all questions or full answers are included*

Lately it’s Always December is least played at concerts, why?

“It’s a slow song. It’s a hard song to play. Ask Tom.”

My daughter wanted me to ask if you prefer book writing or song writing?

“She’s still on facetime? Tell her to go do her homework or something! They’re two different things…” (my mother handed him her book, “Facing the Talk: Conversations With My Four Daughters About Sex”) “My daughter’s 18. I don’t know if we’re there. Maybe we’ll see how badly I fucked up”

Who did you write the rain song for?

“A person… Hey Colin! Are we doing The Rain Song in Seattle? We are.”

*didn’t hear question clearly*

“I never thought I’d be writing songs…”

Someone asked about some sort of slippers or shoes??

David had no idea what they were talking about… Someone handed him the shoes. “Maybe I’ll put these on, kick my feet up and read that book.”

Who’s on your top five?

“It’s private. I’ll tell you my top five boys… *starts naming off band members*”

What are your favorite cities or some that have surprised you?

“I love the Northwest… I’ve spent some time up here filming… Haven’t spent much time in Seattle… I think I filmed a pick up game here… (something about the rain…) I love the West Coast of the United States of America. I loved Oregon, hadn’t been to Portland before. Seattle was the first concert on this tour to be sold out.”

Which did you enjoy filming more? Californication or The X Files?

…It depended on my mood. The X Files was very difficult.

You wrote for both of them…

“I never wrote for Californication… I directed both The X-Files and Californication. Californication was more fast paced.”

anonymous asked:

Y'know this might be cheesy but a while ago whenever I wanted to do some small positive change in the world my mom would tell me this story about a boy throwing crabs back into the ocean after they'd wash up on shore and an old man yelled "why are you doing this? That won't make a difference since they always wash up anyways." And the boy throws one back into the ocean and says "well, I made a difference to that crab." I probably didn't say it word for word but just keep it up and don't quit!

Thank you for telling me this, it made me smile :D 

anonymous asked:

How'd RFA react to mc who always stick her cold hands under their clothes?

Sorry about the delay!! 

  • YOOSUNG:

- Don’t do it to him. This poor boy is super sensitive to the cold, poor bby.
- Normally, he would be okay. You had cold hands pretty often (and it didn’t help if you forgot his gloves in the cold weather)
- But one time you did it while he was playing LOLOL
- And he shrieked at the top of his lungs. And I’m talking a really ‘girly’ shriek. Ear-splitting and shrill.
- “AHHHHH, MC! Get your hands off of me!”
- You giggled at his reaction. H just lost a boss fight and naturally, he’d be disappointed. But he wasn’t angry at you, he would never get angry at you. He did want to know how your hands could be so damn cold?!
- You made the two of you a cup of coffee to warm yourselves up, and for the caffeine, just in case Yoosung wanted to pull an all-nighter.
- He handed you a controller. “Here, try this level. It’ll get your fingers moving.”

  • ZEN:

- The two of you were out shopping. Christmas day was approaching and the temperature dropped to sub zero.
- You walked into a clothes shop, you wanted to get something for Jaehee. You walked over to the accessories department and you began perusing the aisles. 
- You found a nice scarf that may she would wear.
- “Babe, did you find something yet?” Zen asked. Your boyfriend was getting tired of shopping and just wanted something to eat. He noticed the scarf and commented on your good taste. “Do you want me to buy it for you?” he kindly offered.
- “No, no, don’t be silly.” You tell him raising a hand up to his cheek to bat him on the side of his head and he immediately shivered at your touch.
- He grabbed your hands and held them in his and blew hot air onto your delicate hands
- “I think this definitely calls for some hot chocolate or something. And food.”

  • JAEHEE:

- Your cold hands woke her up one day!
- You two were having a lazy morning; just cuddling in bed after a long week, exchanging a few kisses and complaining about how bright it was and stuff.
- You wrapped your arms around her stomach. Jaehee was just wearing a vest but she could still feel your cold hands. 
- “Oh goodness, MC!” she hisses. 
- She hated the cold and always responded harshly to it. She left the bed for a few minutes only to come back soon after. 
- She pulled the covers over the two of you and brought your hands up to her lips, peppering your hands with kisses.
- “You’ll be warmed up in no time.”

  • JUMIN

- Cat mom isn’t fazed in the slightest. It’s almost as if he welcomes it. The C&R Director is sitting on his sofa, you poking him. You were a bit bored and in need of attention, especially since he had been away for so long
- Seeing that the cold didn’t faze him, you placed your chill hands around his neck. 
- “Is there a reason why you keep touching me?”
- “To be honest, my exes used to scream when I placed my cold hands on them.”
- Jumin smirked. “You know, if you’re cold, I certainly know a way to-”
- “JUMIN, NO!” You laughed
- He does wrap him arms around you and presses kisses to your cold face before ordering one of his servants to fetch you a (hot drink). 

  • SAEYOUNG:

- As for his yelp. Well, it’s more like a shriek, only compared to every one else, it carries on. Like he’s holding a really long note, you can hear vibrato. It’s like he trained himself to sing classically
- bUT anyway!
- You weren’t doing anything much with him. He refused to eat again while he was working on some decoding and stuff. You craved attention, and attention you got when you ran your cold hands up his spine. 
- “OH SWEET JESUS!” “MC, I trusted you!” “How could you do this to me?”
- Poor guy looked genuinely upset about this. You couldn’t help it. “I’m just bored, I’m sorry.” 
- He smiled, he couldn’t help but feel bad if his precious was bored and cold. “Well, how about you turn on the heating and grab a blanket. Then we can go through a slideshow I made on Elizabeth the 3rd!” he suggested with a toothy grin
- “Saeyoung, you-!”
- “Relax. I’m only messing with you.”
- He wasn’t messing

Shameless self promo here, but I updated this blog a bit. I added an extended bio, a ‘byf’ page and I’ll be creating a masterlist once I do more requests.

Requests are always open!

anonymous asked:

You want to add to I'd be pissed list? Sam was online after the wedding from 11:30-1:30. Sam knows fans take his late night sessions as he is bored, lonely or drunk. He made it a point to be online for hours after this "special" event. I would also be pissed that on V-Day he gave a very random shout out to his co-stars. Slap in the face if you ask me.

online for 2 hours after and then the morning after as well. quality time with the girlfriend??? and he was online late last night too after being gone all day. I almost wonder if he flew back to LA yesterday

Changing His Mind

Dean x Reader

Summary: You and Dean babysit your niece, Isabelle.

Warnings: Some suggestive content, not a lot though. Oh, and a tON OF FLUFF.

A/N: Again, this is just another random idea I’ve had that I decided to write. I think this idea is so cute, and I hope you all enjoy! Just a reminder, feedback is greatly appreciated! :)

Originally posted by sukimann


There was one thing you knew for certain- Dean Winchester did not want kids. Of course, he’d joke about not being able to change diapers without gagging, but you knew, deep down, he was afraid of becoming his father.

His mind was set, or so he thought.

“Babysitting? Really Y/N?” Dean whines, looking down at his button down shirt and nice pants.

You give him an apologetic gaze. “I know, I’m sorry. I know we had plans, but my sister really needs one tonight.” You make your way over to him, running your fingers over the skin he exposed while unbuttoning his shirt. “I promise I’ll make it up to you…” you murmur in his ear, and suddenly, he’s on board.

A half and hour later, you and Dean stood in your sister’s living room, changed in casual t-shirts and jeans. 

“Thank you so much, Y/N, Dean”, your sister says gratefully, grabbing her purse and heading to the door. “Numbers are on the fridge, and Isabelle is in her crib right now. She should be fine for a couple of hours. There’s bottles in the fridge, and the diapers are in her room-”

“We’ll be fine, relax. Go have a fun night”, you giggle, gently pushing your sister out the door. 

As soon as the door clicks, you and Dean plop on the couch. Soon enough, you both doze off to the soft lull of ‘The Office’ from the TV.

The sudden cry of the baby startles the two of you. You groan, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. “I’ll go get her”, you say as you begin to stand, but Dean stops you. “I’ve got it. You’ve had a rough week.”

Your heart swells with gratification and love. “Okay.”

You do begin to worry when the crying hasn’t stopped for a solid five minutes, and you decide to check up on them.

The sight that greets you when you walk in has you bent over with laughter. Dean, holding Isabelle as far away as possible from him, is awkwardly humming Led Zeppelin and trying to shush the crying baby in his arms.

“Don’t laugh at me”, Dean pouts, but his voice sounds slightly desperate and humiliated.

Still slightly laughing, you head over to your confused boyfriend. “Here, hold her like this.” You adjust his arms so that Isabelle’s head is cradled on his shoulder and his arms are wrapped securely around her. “Then just rock her, up and down, just like that”, you praise as Dean, awkwardly at first, rocks the baby.

Isabelle’s crying softens into quiet whimpers before sleep overtakes her again. Dean gently places her back in her crib as you two quietly head out back into the living room.

“You’re a natural”, you say with a grin as soon as the two of you are back on the couch. Dean just scoffs, the tips of his ears slightly red. “I’m being serious.” You rest your head on his shoulder. “You’d be a great dad.”

Dean stiffens at first, but relaxes as he gazes at you. Maybe having a kid wouldn’t be too bad, he thought– as long as you’re the mother. 

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The way she hugs him.

You can see by the way she put her body into his arms, that she wants to feel protected, but she also sorry, you know, for no saying goodbye and all that acting, she knows that he deserves explinations, so thats why she hugs him that way, she is like : I’m sorry, I love you, I’m sorry.

But Daryl is like: Oh no this time, I want to know! why the fuck you left me! can you see that you are everything to me? Why?

He is so hurt! man, he is so in love with her, that line, “Why’d you go?”
how he said that words, it was everything!

Today in “Jay’s life is absolutely fucking ridiculous” I got a phonecall from Idris Elba today saying he was sorry but I wouldn’t quite work in his new documentary/show thing on BBC 3 that he was considering having me feature in (we’d emailed and I’d spoken to a producer working for his company months ago) but that he wanted to let me know personally because he loves my work and will keep me in mind for other stuff. Mental mate. Mental. Like, the producer called and was like, lemme hand you over to Idris and I was like WHA?! but in my head, obviously, externally I was all chill and professional. Inside I was screaming.

If I could harvest the softest parts of myself for you, I’d do it. I’d turn them over without a second thought. I know what happens when you think too long. You think of fun house mirrors and how they show you exactly what your mind looks like. You think of how much you want to sleep and how that’s just a euphemism for how much you never want to wake up again. You think of the people who love you but in their own way with all the force of bone but none of the soft parts of their flesh. I want to give mine to you. So you know that good intentions still exist. Not like that of surgeon’s warnings or reminders to drink responsibly because those are more like obligations– I want to show you that you are not beyond being cared about. I want to give you flowers that would wither if you aren’t there to water them and a one thousand page book with no pictures because you have to stay until the ending. Just because the world has given you all the right reasons to be stone and edges, doesn’t mean you have to keep yourself locked up behind those walls, hidden until you’re ready to face whatever god or demon that’s haunting you. I’m not asking you to let me in, but I just want you to see that even after all these wounds there is still enough love here that bleeds whenever you do.
—  A Pound of Flesh
Co Workers (Part Twenty)

A/N: Holy crap you guys. I never imagined this story reaching 20 parts. (It’s not over yet don’t worry) Though I have to say, I’ve planned out the rest of the story already. There will be 5 parts left. Just a heads up, so that you know, you can start preparing yourself, I know I already feel sad about it. But you guys are the reason it’s made it this far. And I have a new series in the making. So, yeah <3

Also, sorry this one’s a bit shorter than usual. I wanted to get in another fluff chapter before the last 5 parts, I also had writer’s block all weekend, so there’s that.

Pairing: Misha x Reader

Warnings: Smut, oral (female receiving) language (though that kind of goes hand in hand with smut)

Word Count: 1.7k

Co Workers MASTERLIST

Originally posted by princesscas

When you’d gotten relaxed enough, you turned around in his arms, scooting your back up to his chest. He rested his head right behind yours so that you could comfortably fall asleep.

“Y/N?” he asked just before you drifted off.

“Hm?”

Marry me.


You’re heart stopped. Did he just ask you to marry him while you were falling asleep? So what if he did? Still feeling sleep trying take you over, you gave the best answer that you could.

“Of course I’ll marry you, Misha.” You mumbled.

You could practically feel him smiling as his hold on you tightened, and he leaned up and placed as kiss on your neck. You snuggled into him even closer before falling asleep.


FOUR WEEKS LATER

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Dear Grams,

I’ve missed you; I miss you.

Originally posted by vampire-diaries1864

I’d like to tell you that my life has been peachy since I last saw you, but that would be a lie.

What I can tell you is that there were good parts too.

And I want you to know that I even in my bleakest moments, I was never alone. He was there.

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Although, I’m not sure you’ll believe who he is. 

Originally posted by teambingewatch

Sometimes I can barely believe it myself.

Originally posted by secretgif-s

anonymous asked:

Hi, I've fallen into a deep mm headcannon hole, and I haven't seen any with MC working with kids. I think it'd be a really interesting idea. Thank you!!

actually, I’ve done one similar to this idea, it’s where the RFA are babies and MC acts as their babysitter. please check it out if you’re interested (it’s pretty funny imo)

this one’ll be like MC is babysitting some other kids or whatever and the RFA comes to help out


Yoosung:

  • well MC was going to visit her niece today and Yoosung wanted in
  • he was excited to get to know part of her family and even brought a bunch of candies and presents
  • (gotta get on the child’s good side am i right or what)
  • so they get there and her niece is all over yoosung
  • like SHE LITERALLY WON’T LET GO OF HIM
  • HE;S PIGGY BACKING HER AND IT’S JUST SO MUCH FUN?? 
  • i mean he’s a big baby so they just click immediately 
  • lots of arts and crafts and lego buildings and gamessss
  • MC kinda feels left out :(
  • BUT it’s okay because after the play date her niece tells MC that 
  • “you have a nice friend, please keep him forever!!” aww

Zen:

  • um children??
  • no thanks, not his forte
  • but he ends up going to see her little baby cousin because MC wouldn’t let him off the hook
  • he was pretty reluctant at first but then
  • HER COUSIN TOOK OUT HER BABY MAKE UP SET AND YO U KNOW WHAT?
  • gurl-time dress up mode [ON]
  • he’s over there like styling MC’s hair while the cousin is slapping sticky lip gloss all over her face
  • not that MC doesn’t like it cuz its real cute and all but
  • LIPGLOSS ON HER EYES????
  • someone send them help

Jaehee:

  • they were visiting an orphanage and they were going to have a baking class
  • so Jaehee being Baehee was extremely organized and wanted the process to go as smoothly as possible
  • but MC begged to differ
  • DID SOMEONE SAY FOOD FIGHT!?1!!
  • FLOUR AND SUGAR FLYING EVERYWHERE
  • “MC THERE’S BUTTER ON THE FLOOR SOMEONE COULD-”
  • whip cream is now ON HER CHIN
  • “BAHAHAAHA JAEHEE BB YOU HAVE A BEARD!!!!!”
  • by the end of it all, the children were asleep in their rooms (after helping them take a million baths) and MC was lying on the kitchen floor asleep from exhaustion
  • did i mention Jaehee still has whip cream on her chin

Jumin:

  • “hello yes i’d like to book a reservation for 10 people”
  • “… jumin”
  • “and we’ll need 8 kids menus.”
  • “Jumin.”
  • “pardon me, what do you  mean ‘there’s no kids menu’? What type of 5 star restaurant are you?” 
  • “JUMIN! WE’RE JUST TAKING THEM OUT FOR DINNER. we can just go to a family style restaurant.”
  • oh
  • okay so they actually go to like a Denny’s or something and
  • he’s just so confused lmao
  • like hi excuse me what is this “poutine” they are speaking of?
  • but he has a great time because MC is like going around the table feeding all of them and it’s so ADORABLE
  • “MC come feed me too”
  • yes he did indeed JUST SAY THAT OUTLOUD

707:

  • MC was taking her class to the bowling ally and Seven begged her to let him go
  • and so she did
  • SEVEN WAS JUST RIPPING THE SCORES
  • THE KIDS WERE HELLA JEALOUS LIKE
  • SENPAI TEACH ME YOUR SKILLZ
  • so he’s like centre of attention and MC cannoT BELIEVE THAT SHE SIGNED UP FOR THIS
  • but it’s too cute to get mad at cuz Seven is so nice and all the kids love him and they give highfives and now they even have secret handshakes!!
  • so next time she takes her class on a field trip the kids are like whining for Seven to come along
  • YOU WANT HIM TO GO TO THE ONSEN WITH US???
  • *MC’s nose starts bleeding* 
  • teacher are you okay??
  • baby you don’t understand

GUYS IM SORRY FOR TAKING FOREVER WITH REQUESTS IM JUST SO DAMN SLOW AND SCHOOL KILLZ.

also I’m still doing requests from forever ago (i do them in order - as in who sent in the oldest ask) so pls forgive me for not doing the recent asks (^^ゞ

~Cherry L.


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wlwbooty  asked:

I just got a 3 month old puppy and wanted to know if you had any recommendations on training methods?? What did you use to train Pepper?? Love your omgcp art btw :)

Hello! Congrats on your new family member n.n!   I train my dogs using LIMA methods.  (Least Intrusive Minimally Aversive).  Based on the Humane Hierarchy 

 But I’d recommend puppy classes.  I’d recommend trying to absorb some info for yourself too, which will help protect you against Trainers who are into pseudoscience. This is a good all around guide for a new puppy owner:

http://815678169699-bfas-files.s3-us-west-2.amazonaws.com/ABCs-of-Dog-Life-April-2014.pdf 

Some Books I can personally attest to their accuracy:

Karen Pryor’s “Don’t Shoot the Dog” (technically not a dog training book?  But addresses the behavior science that applies to us all! Not just dogs)

Jean Donaldson’s “Culture Clash”

and if you’re feeling ambitious then Mary Burch’s “How Dogs Learn” (This goes over all those words above haha)

Dr. Ian Dunbar also has a puppy book, that I haven’t personally read but that I feel comfortable recommending.