anyways post #102340 on why i think something is gonna happen to lance in s4
his angst has been hyped up for 3 seasons, and hasn’t really even been resolved yet. He talked to keith about it but it’s very clear he wanted to hear more. keith cheered him up but he wanted to be told he was needed to the team no matter what, he was seeking validation.
it’s very convienient that lance this season has been getting lots of development. his character basically did a whole 180 degree flip in terms of maturity. when he was talking to keith he was so quick to set himself on the sidelines. and when keith said “everything would work itself out” i got a bit worried. because the only possible way for things to work out is if someone goes MIA. sure in a perfect world they get back “real” shiro and allura goes back to piloting the caslte of lions but thats not very realistic.
lances va also stated that lance would “die” this season and s4 is technically the remaining episodes of s3. my bets are on lance sacrificing himself for the team or for someone inparticular. maybe it’s to get the real shiro back (if the clone theory is true), or for keith. overall he’s been hyped as this character who will put his life on the line for ppl he cares about and this whole season he has been very confused about his spot on the team. lances angst is a very consistent thing this seasons and it will very likely carry on into the remaining episodes of s3
lance sees himself as disposable. he feels like becuse allura can fly blue he isn’t really needed so he will be the first to put his life on the line for someone else and it will probably get hairy which also leads into the whole keith possible wearing lances jacket in a future season. this season they made keith very dependant on lance in a way. they bonded so much and for something to happen to lance after all lance had helped him with it would hurt keith a lot, they have been setting up something bad for lance and they have also been setting it up so that keith will not take it well at all.
idk just to me it makes a lot of sense they have been hyping lances angst so much and something bad is bound to happen lance feels like he isn’t needed anymore so he would feel like compared to the other paladins he is less valuable and can be disposed of
Imagine watching your boyfriend Tom talking about you in an interview (Tom Holland x Fem!Reader)
warning: fluffy!! fluff fluff fluff, language
word count: 869
a/n: here’s a cute little imagine I wrote for u guys, i hope u guys like it xx Also, I’m trying something new with this so I’m so excited for u guys to read it!!
You opened your laptop, hoping to find some type of cure for your boredom. Tom’s only been gone for a week and you already missed him terribly. I mean, it’s kind of natural for you to want your boyfriend with you at all times. Or most of the time. Right?
You sighed, opening up YouTube and immediately letting out a little laugh as one of Tom’s interviews popped up in your recommendations. It was titled ‘Tom Holland talks relationships, romance, and more!’ Your eyebrows quirked up as you read it, curiosity getting the better of you as you clicked on it. As the video loaded, you briefly read the description and saw that it was pretty recent, only uploaded two days ago. A thirty-second ad popped up, causing you to roll your eyes in impatience.
Today (09/07/17) completes 5 years since Camren met. 5 years since the “Dang, she can sing. DANG, she’s pretty too!”, “Hey, I like your shirt”, “You’re the cuban girl!”. Who could ever know how much they would mean to each other. All of this could just be a “Laurmila” thing, but everything started to change when the touches, the hugs and holding hands started to happen. Especially the: “Who is your celebrity crush?” C: “Mine is Lauren”. L: “They call her Mila, I call her Camz”. C: “Yeah, ‘cause you’re special to me”. It didn’t seem just friendship with the pass of weeks. But, one day, Lauren told us what it was. “It’s Camren, yo”. It turned into one thing that no one could ever stop, not even Camila and Lauren. With the pass of the years, we got more and more reasons to believe that Camren was something real. And who could blame us? They started it, not us. We started to see the way that they looked at each other, how they seemed happy when they were together, the many evidences that appeared straight up to our faces. Maybe, especially Lauren, started to hate the thing that she created herself, and I don’t blame her. There was/is many people who went over the limits. But what I think it’s that they should stop for at least one day, seeing Camren as a sick thing, and start seeing how it may have changed many people lives. Especially mine. Camila and Lauren were the love that I needed in the moment that i needed the most. That’s ok too if they were just friends, ‘cause the love that they shared was something that made me feel better. I got happy everytime they hold hands, gave hugs, said/wrote beautiful things about each other. Camren made me feel alive, and never let me believe that this beautiful kind of love didn’t exist anymore. And it might have helped a lot of fans to accept their sexuality and themselves. That’s what the two of them wanted from everyone on the lgbt comunity, right? Camren, for sure, was a thing so fucking good for a lot of people, including me. They should, one day, see this way. I love Camila and Lauren so much, I’ll never want them to be hurt with anything we say about Camren. And I’ll never stop to shipp them, but I also don’t need to say anything about it for any of them if they don’t want to. But I truly believe, with all of my heart, that Camren was real. Idk if still is, but at some point, it was. We have seen them. And they seemed in love. How was that quote from Lauren’s tumblr? “We look at each other too long to be “just friends”. Camila and Lauren always gonna be a perfect couple. We know by the laughs together, how they admire and get each other. They’re like the sun and the moon. Different, and seems like a impossible love, but at the same time, perfect for each other. They complete each other. So, 5 years of Camren, and I’ll never let it go. I’m pretty happy in the Camren Island. Let’s keep the Camren Boat floating, always.
“The truth is that, maybe, we’ll never know for sure if Camren, as a couple, really existed. And if it didn’t, at least we created a pretty fucking good love story.” ❤🌹
face masks (how tf do you think Matt looks so young he didn’t even break his skincare routine while in Galra captivity smh)
Lance yawning before training because they’d been up all night binge watching some reality show Matt won’t admit he loves
Matt falls asleep really quickly at first because he hasn’t had a proper bed to sleep on for so long and he’s just so comfortable and safe and relaxed
One of those nights Lance just drones on without noticing Matt’s not even awake until he asks a question like twenty minutes later
Lance showing Matt his favourite musicals and songs (he’s a major fan of In the Heights) and Matt really getting into Be More Chill
Jamming out for weeks on one soundtrack
Lance is a lot more into it than Matt is but Matt thinks its sweet how passionate Lance gets
Psychoanalyzing characters for three hours straight while they just stare at the ceiling
Random urges to train at one in the morning
Matt waking Lance up at random times by pulling back his sleep mask and letting it ping back onto Lance’s face
They both loVE to talk
Long pining talks about their Brogane crushes
Matt reminiscing about his garrison days because he hasn’t had anyone to talk to since forever and Lance is one of the few who will listen to his long winded rants
Lance talking about his home and his family and how they immigrated and his siblings and nieces and nephews
Mutual admiration of dead memes that only they remember
Using them out loud in conversation at the dinner table and the other one cracking up while everyone else is just confused
’Snarkon (snail Zarkon)’
Talking about the best times with their best friends
They both used to sneak out with their friends and zoom around in the desert
Lance and Hunk used a lot of the same secret passages Shiro and Matt used to
Them both just mentioning their gay crushes casually because it’s just so easy to talk and they trust each other
Lance telling Matt about all of Pidge’s accomplishments
Matt cries because his little Katie went through so much for him
Lance really making Pidge seem like a badass because hell that’s one of his best friends and they ARE
“And then Pidge just BLEW IT UP it was AMAZING you’d have loved it”
“Pidge was like really distant at first and Hunk and I were like ‘yo, what’s up with this dude’ but we never thought it was because they were a GIRL in DISGUISE tracking down her MISSING OLDER BROTHER in OUTER SPACE”
“And they reprogrammed one of the droids to be on our side??? Amazing?? What a talented kid??”
Matt taking a while to get used to Pidge’s name and pronouns and Lance being there to support him when he feels guilty for three days, because he’s trying and that’s what matters and Pidge appreciates it
Matt letting Lance in on Shiro’s secrets
Matt confirming Lance’s theory that Shiro is not a human god, but a human disaster
snickers whenever Shiro says ‘specifically’ because until he was 18 he said ‘pacifically’. Matt called him out in their senior year at the garrison and wouldn’t let him live it down
Shiro used to use eyebrow stencils and made Matt hold the mirror every morning until Matt finally superglued one to the wall of their dorm. They had to pay like twenty bucks when they graduated to pay for the damage.
Comforting each other on rough nights
Lance knocking on Matt’s door when Hunk is asleep with his pillow in hand and Matt just opening the door and letting Lance sit on his bed with him and platonic cuddles and reassurance
Matt going to Lance when he has a nightmare because Lance will listen and won’t panic because he’s been there and he knows how it feels
Lance getting really tired at dinner and he gives Matt a signal and Matt will know that Lance is starting to get overwhelmed and he’ll come up with an excuse for Lance to leave
Matt talking and talking about how worried he used to get about Shiro after they were first captured
Matt missing his dad and Lance sitting next to his friend and reminding him how proud his dad would have been
Them both taking comfort in the other’s presence
Lance finally glad not to be the seventh wheel anymore
Hunk and Pidge are getting closer with every passing day and he was really worried he would be alone
But Matt came in and made him feel welcome and wanted and appreciated
And they just click together and it is just what Lance needed
Matt doesn’t even know how much he helped Lance just by showing up
Matt feeling useless because they’d been fine without him for however long or feeling like a burden because Pidge/Shiro went through so much for him
Lance going out of his way to make Matt feel worthy of care
“Of course Matt, anything for you buddy!“
“No need to worry about it, dude!”
“Here man, did you want some?”
“I saw this and I thought of you.”
Picking up gifts for Matt on his missions
Lance reminding him that without Matt none of them would have found Voltron at all
“Seriously, you were a major help!”
Lance giving Matt hundreds of nicknames
Lance taking care of his friend (I could go on for years)
Them just being great friends in general
TL/DR: Matt and Lance become besties and you can’t convince me otherwise
Maaaak, do you like shoujo? ♥ (I think you mentioned it to me once, but I'm not sure) if you do, what are your favorite anime/mangas?
LONG POST AHEAD!
I do like shoujo :3c ♥ ♥ ♥ i’ve loved shoujo ever since Cardcaptor Sakura ~ (that was one of my fave childhood animes
here’s a list of my favorite ones (so far, in no particular order):
1. Tonari no Kaibutsu-kun / My Little Monster the theme song is sooooooo catchy and adorable and so rainbow-y! there’s a maka look alike! (she’s in my header btw), and haru is just the sweetest dorkiest anime character. i have a soma au for this. and there is a love triangle. i need a season 2. i am dying. save me. this has been one of my favorite shoujo animes for a long time ♥
2. Kyoukai no Kanata / Beyond the Boundary it’s kind of not a typical shoujo, because it has a lot of action in it- but the art & animation style is just #artgoals and #gorgeous and the characters are so lovable i could scream. also i have not watched the movies yet but i would so love to watch them soon
3. Ookami Shoujo to Kuro Ouji / Wolf Girl and Black Prince i honestly would recommend the manga (since it’s better than the anime), but i love the ending song???? it’s so catchy and i will make a soma animation for it one day. this was honestly the inspiration for my mak persona! i only recommend it if you read a bit of the manga and want to see it animated
4. Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso / Your Lie in April if you’ve seen tumblr posts and gifs about this and know a thing or two about the story, then you know why this is my fave. the art and animation style is AHMAZING, the story is sooooo good??? (feels though im warning you) the ending could have been a little bit slower? but it still wraps up the anime very well, it gives all the characters closure. (did i mention the characters are all lovable too??). also i want to animate the theme song for soma au not gonna lie
5. Akagami no Shirayukihime / Snow White with the Red Hair the ones who produced this was the same animation studio that handled Soul Eater!! (studio bones)!! girl power tbh shirayuki (the red haired girl) is such an independent girl
i love her. also there’s a white haired boy who i think you’ll love cuz he is already one of my cinnamon rolls. freaking potential SoMa au i tell u (there are 2 seasons but i wish for another one) (also i love shirazenobi) (casually tags @l0chn3ss)
6. Nisekoi / False Love soul’s VA is the same as the male main character’s VA. nuff said. no but seriously i love every single character here. it’s the only harem i would dare to watch. it’s so funny and light-hearted and the plot will keep having twists. it’s really fun to watch. @l0chn3ss, @flamedork and i made a SoMa au for it last soma week :D the anime ending had something missing to it, but i believe you’ll still enjoy it nonetheless
7. Nagi no Asukara / A Lull in the Sea OKAY I HIGHLY RECOMMEND THIS TBH out of all of the shoujo animes i listed as my fave, this one takes the cake. i actually did not expect any of the twists, and the story goes really deep. the ending could have gone better tbh (im so salty about how it ended too quickly), but the characters and how everyone interacts, it just makes you keep wanting to watch it D: (plus! the art style is adorable im crying about it. the animation of the waves and the sea– and the opening and ending themes are soooo cool
8. Cardcaptor Sakura oldie but goodie! there’s also a reboot coming up (or a sequel i think? based on the new Cardcaptor Sakura Clear Cards manga- which is so amazing for people who love nostalgic shows) idk if i can say any more about it, but it’s a magical girl story! and i love every single character. syaoran is my blushy-blush child.
9. Kono Bijutsubu ni wa Mondai ga Aru / This Art Club Has a Problem! this was one of the most recent i’ve watched and it’s totally not like all the others. mainly because… it’s just so random? it’s a school anime about an art club and i just love the characters and the randomness of it all. i totally ship these two who are just so cute together but the guy is too dense. eurghhh (this anime has a manga but i havent read it so i cant say much about it)
10. Tamako Market this is one of the cutest shoujo i’ve ever seen. oh my gosh- you will love tamako. for sure. also! the animation is so fluid and adorable! the opening will make u puke rainbows bc of the cuteness, and the ending is so aesthetic, every scene would be worthy for a gifset. the story is different for a school type anime (it’s more centered on the marketplace tamako lives in) and it revolves around all the characters and their development and relationship to tamako :3
11. Ano Hi Mita Hana no Namae wo Bokutachi wa Mada Shiranai (i’ve memorized this anime title) / We Still Don’t Know the Name of the Flower We Saw that Day (or in shorter terms: AnoHana) this anime is definitely one of the best ones. it will make you cry. produced by A-1 pictures, the same ones who animated this prized piece. you will definitely cry. it’s best if you watch for yourself if you havent watched it yet ;w; p.s. i love menma so much hrhrrrr
1. Hirunaka no Ryuusei / Daytime Shooting Star the art style of this manga is my aesthetic tbh. the characters and the love triangle is my fave part– for me, ending could have been less rushed tho (i will fight for mamura) (just a warning, there’s a teacher-student thing going on)
JUST LOOK AT THE ART STYLE DAMN
2. Tonari no Kaibutsu-kun / My Little Monster yeah this has a manga too! i love the characters and the love triangle too (you can see i have a type), and the art style is so lit, you’re gonna love it. i don’t remember if i loved the ending, but yeah it’s completed as well
3. Taiyou no Ie / House of the Sun i don’t remember much of the story anymore (since it was such a long time ago since i last read it), but the art style is so cute it will give u cavities. it’s kind of weird since the couple may seem like siblings, but eh, they’re just really close childhood friends. if you like domestic fluff, you will love this.
4. Ookami Shoujo to Kuro Ouji / Wolf Girl and Black Prince i basically love the character development. the art style also gets better over time and the story so far is going through so many twists. i have not caught up too much so pls no spoilers :“)
5. Akagami no Shirayukihime / Snow White with the Red Hair yeah this has a manga too! right now the manga is still ongoing so it’s not too late to catch up :”) i also need to catch up though hehe
6. Nisekoi / False Love it also has a manga!! if the anime is super good, then the manga is so much better. it handles so much character development and i seriously got addicted to it the more i kept reading. unfortunately it’s finished (i wanted to see more heh), but the ending is kept with good closure for each character (for a harem, that’s a blessing), but it also depends on who you’re betting on for raku ;w;
(not sure if i should add this but i want to talk about it :>)
1. Kimi No Na Wa / Your Name have i talked about this enough? no? well im gonna talk about it anyway
it’s so amazing. i literally screamed all throughout (well maybe not really). the animation. the voice acting. the characters. the designs. the music. the aesthetic. the story. THE STORY AGH you will cry. or at least be moved.
2. Koe no Katachi / A Silent Voice this movie gave me a great hype tbh. even though the ending could have been a bit more thought out (as you can see i have such a high standards for endings), the story and the feels totally made up for it. it deals with a more serious topic than Kimi No Na Wa but it’s worth the watch esp if you like crying good animation and friendship-type shoujos (but u will have feels. i promise).
hello i was wondering what lance would do if keith havin a rough time bc we see a lot of lance bein sad but we don't really see that from keith?? idk ((also i love your headcanons so much they make me vv happy))
tysm!! this made me sad to think about but hopefully it’s not so sad by the end
keith is an isolator when he’s feeling too much. he hides away when he can and speaks the bare minimum and then overtrains himself
lance has found him too often in the training deck looking like he’s about to pass out
he’s firm about getting keith to stop and take a rest, but also gentle
more than once he’s had to pretty much carry keith back to his room and press ice to the bruises and talk until keith falls asleep
lance, holding keith: now i’m the one doing the cradling
keith: at least you remember it enough to crack that joke
he gets up to leave keith’s room one time but keith sleepily reaches towards him and says “stay” and lance is like “so needy” but lays beside him and brushes his hair from his face and just says “of course i’ll stay”
he sneaks off when he’s sure keith is asleep to grab food and water and then pretends it materialized from thin air when keith wakes up
lance: me?! leave you!? in this vulnerable state, for mere food??! ! never !!
nevertheless the food is appreciated
but also sometimes keith doesn’t even have the energy to train, which is when he stays in his room all day
lance knows sometimes people need the space away, but it’s been hours and he’s worried
keith lets him in but says nothing
his eyes are red and his hair is a mess and he’s wearing a sweater that hides his hands that he tugs on to hide them more
keith isn’t very used to physical contact as a means for comfort bc he’s lived on his own for so long
but lance grew up in a household where hugs were the go-to if anyone was upset or crying
so when lance hugs him, he wraps his arms around him and squeezes so tightly that lance is actually a little surprised before squeezing back
it’s a long hug but after he pulls back lance wipes keith’s hair from his face and frames his face in his hands and tells him he’s here and he always will be and it’s so sentimental sometimes keith squeezes even tighter and lance is like “babe, i can’t breathe but definitely don’t let go”
lance will also kiss everywhere on his face,, his eyelids, nose, cheeks, forehead, even ears, just so that it tickles
anyhow what i’m getting at is that lance is very tactile when keith is upset bc it really helps
keith isn’t a big talker either, which is okay
lance will lay around with him talk for hours just to distract him
sometimes he’ll crack a joke that will have keith laughing really softly, but it’s also a muffled sound like when you’re sick except it’s bc he might’ve been crying
he runs his hands through keith’s hair a looottt
he’ll teach keith small spanish phrases to distract him
and when he thinks keith will actually give an honest answer he’ll ask what’s really wrong
keith will tell him in this broken voice but flippantly like he doesn’t think it matters
sometimes there aren’t always words to make it better but lance always tells him it does matter, and that he shouldn’t think it doesn’t
this gentle, comforting side of lance isn’t something keith is used to at first. he hadn’t always known it, but somehow it doesn’t surprise him at all that it’s just as natural a part of lance as everything else
170618 // I haven’t made a post like this in a while, but I’m revising for an exam right now and it’s the last thing I want to be doing so I’m procrastinating (don’t follow my lead kids).
How I use Digital Notes
I’ll make a more detailed post about how I study at some point, but for now:
I use microsoft onenote, but you can use whatever program you feel comfortable with.
Useful features of onenote include the organisation into notebooks, sections, and tabs, search function, equation support, tagging, and formatting options (inc. different heading styles).
You can find really great posts about onenote quite easily if you’re interested in how it works (I would 100% recommend it).
Throughout the year I type up my class notes, summarising information and organising it into a sensible order.
This took a lot of discipline and I fell off the bandwagon quite a bit. I initially intended to type up my notes from the day every evening, but I found it’s more realistic to just do it as often as possible and to aim to finish each topic’s notes before I move onto the next one.
When I come to revise for exams I will rewrite and summarise my notes on paper (writing out notes helps me remember them, but this may not work for you)
When I’m doing the first few past papers I’ll have my notes with me so I can look things up until I can do a paper without them.
I find this is more effective than using the mark scheme to help as the mark scheme basically gives you the answers.
Why Make Digital Notes?
Obviously digital notes don’t work for everyone, but I find they’re much more useful to have than notes on paper, at least before you start revising.
The main benefits of digital notes are:
typing is faster than writing
search functions (depending on the program) to look up information quickly
neater and faster formatting
you can back them up somewhere else so you don’t have to worry about losing or damaging them
you can bring all your notes with you without it weighing a tonne (assuming your laptop/tablet doesn’t weigh a tonne)
copy and paste! Ofc use this as infrequently as possible, but it’s useful for quotes etc.
pictures without the effort of drawing or printing out and sticking in
cheaper as you don’t have to buy pens and paper as often
an excuse to bring your computer into school and then go online shopping and play games during really boring classes no I haven’t done this what are you talking about so you have access to google etc. to look things up whenever
The only reason I’ve managed to keep up with my notes throughout the year is because I don’t take any for maths and I’ve kind of fallen off the bandwagon for French (whoops). It’s a bit unrealistic to expect to keep up with all the notes for all your subjects (particularly if you’re doing gcses), so prioritise.
Subjects like maths tend to assess a skill rather than knowledge, so it’s probably more useful to do practice questions rather than make notes.
If you’re dropping a subject in a year and won’t touch it again make sure it’s actually worth making notes for the whole year.
In Class or After Class?
Whether you write notes on the computer during class or afterwards depends on the class.
I’ve got one particular teacher who flits back and forth between topics and often mentions things without going into detail because she assumes we’re too stupid to understand (not my favourite teacher ngl). So I use my laptop in her lessons so I can go back to topics we’ve already done and so I can google things to fact check (she frequently dumbs stuff down to inaccurate levels) and expand on points that she makes.
If you’ve got a teacher that tends to move super fast it might be worth having a computer with you as typing is generally much faster than writing.
If you can’t touch type learning is a really good idea, even just to improve the speed of your typing (I can’t actually touch type but I took a course until I learnt to use all my fingers when typing and now I type much faster). There’s lots of free online courses available.
Alternatively, you can just make all your class notes on paper and type up the important information when you get home.
This means you don’t have to worry about your class notes being neat enough to revise from; after you type them up you can file them or even throw them away to save space.
It also works as a review which is really good for putting the information into your long-term memory.
However it is also pretty time consuming so you’ve got to be super disciplined to keep on top of it.
In my school at a levels I’ve found it’s not too unusual to have a laptop out but it’s a bit odd to have one at gcses (idk about other schools). Obviously you shouldn’t care about what other people think, but if having your laptop/tablet with you will make you feel self-conscious and uncomfortable then leave it at home.
Also laptops and tablets are expensive and it’s understandable if you’d rather keep them safe at home.
That said, people do get used to it. Even if you’re the only one with a laptop/tablet, the novelty wears off quickly.
Some teachers don’t actually like students using laptops and tablets during class, so do check before you bring it in.
I hope this helped! Of course if you have any questions about this (or anything else) my ask is always open please ask me something
honestly i couldn’t fucking help myself and i caved, writing this shitty ass imagine or whatever alright? and yes i am tom holland trash and he owns me blah blah so idk enjoy
“What do you mean you don’t want to go?” You shrugged, going back to sorting out your outfit for tomorrow’s tourist day. “Love, we’re in Japan! Come hang out with us!” You pulled your wrist out of his hold and walked farther away from him, heading toward the other side of the bed. Tom’s confused expression turned into him nodding. “You’re still mad at me, I guess?” You shrugged again, loving the irritation growing in his voice from your lack of interest in what he was saying. Tom groaned, letting his head fall back and his fingers push his hair back. “Fine,” he mumbled, walking into the bathroom to grab a towel and pulling a plain white shirt on, “you can stay here and, when you’re done pouting, you can meet us by the pool.” You ignored his last attempt at getting you to talk to him, frowning at the sound of the door closing.
Tom and you had arrived to Japan already in bad moods toward each other. Due to Tom’s lack of sleep, he was increasingly more irritated than he usually was. You tried your hardest not to blame him - you knew how hectic his schedule was. Whenever he’d snap at you, you’d give him his space or he’d immediately apologize. This time, however, Tom had snapped at you in front of Harry, Harrison and Jon. You had been begging him to take you to this Japanese store you had read about online - teas, herbs, candles. Tom had finally - you assumed - had enough of your constant asking and ‘whining’ and finally answered your request with a 'jesus, babe! If we have the time, we’ll fucking go, alright? Can you let it go now?’ and after seeing the lack of remorse on his face and having to see the sympathetic glances the other boys gave you, you decided to remain quiet and keep to yourself. Tom hadn’t noticed until a few hours after you had landed - after the interview, really. He tried to apologize after, but your pride kept you quiet as you obliged to his request of 'letting it go’.
You had finished picking out your wardrobe for tomorrow sight-seeing day with Harry and decided to scroll through your phone. You had placed your phone on silent and hadn’t heard the notification that Tom had sent you. You opened the text, seeing he had sent you a picture.
You rolled your eyes at the caption, but couldn’t stop yourself from admiring the way your boyfriend looked in the picture. Your eyes trailed over every drop of water that looked strategically placed all over his chest, his skin tone looking a little darker from actually basking in the sun during the summer. Your eyes then traveled to his face: his jawline sharpened as he clenched it, the creases by his mouth, his eyes almost looking as if he were challenging you - teasing you. Your eyes traveled up just a little further, taking in the way his hair looked wet. It was quite possibly your favorite thing about him - if you could pick just one, his hair wet after a shower or drenched in sweat after the gym made you want to run your fingers through it, combing them through it and hearing his guttural groans from the satisfaction it gave him.
You sighed, realizing you both were wasting your time together not speaking. Summer was almost over and you’d have to go back home, leaving him for a few months while he was shooting. You pulled out the swimsuit you packed and headed to the bathroom to change. Once you were dressed, you picked up a towel and slipped on your sandals, heading toward the elevator to take you to the lobby, where the pool was. You noticed the immense lack of people. Besides Tom, Harrison and Harry, there were only three other people inside - the other three people heading out toward the spa and away from the pool.
“Look who decided to join us!” You held your hands up in mock celebration and set your towel down on one of the lounge chairs. You felt arms wrap around you from behind and you relaxed under the cold touch, despite the inside of you feeling on fire from the contact. Tom’s lips met your shoulder, placing light kisses from the back of your shoulder to your neck.
“I’m sorry,” he turned you around, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close to him. “I was dick, I shouldn’t have snapped at you.” You shook your head, letting your hand come up to push his wet hair back.
“It’s okay, Tom,” you whispered, reaching to kiss him. “I knew you were tired - you didn’t mean it. I’m not saying it’s an excuse, but I get why it happened.” You shrugged, your hands softly landing on his chest, feeling the cool water against them. “You look really good right now,” you whispered, not wanting his younger brother and best friend to hear you - even if they weren’t paying any attention to you. “Too good for me not to want you to take me,” you leaned into his ear, “right. here.” You felt his muscles tense under your touch as his grip around your waist tightened.
“You can’t say shit like that to me, and then not expect me to act on it.” His tone sounded warning, his head leaning to the right to kiss your jaw.
“That was the idea.” You shrugged, letting your hands slip lower, resting on the top of his trunks. His hands gripped yours, stopping you from going any further. “I think I have to go to the bathroom,” you announced loudly, winking at Tom, a silent invitation to join you. Harrison and Harry mumbled a quiet 'whatever’ with a shrug before going back to figure out who could hold their breath underwater longer. “Maybe, in a few minutes, you’ll have to go, too?” You asked, quieter than your earlier announcement. You were already walking backwards, smiling as Tom’s lips lifted into a smirk.
suddenly everyone’s asking for suggestions I kinda love yall for being so open minded??? okay bb idk how you’re not a shinee stan yet, but I’m gonna turn you over to the dark side so grab a snack and take a seat and let’s start~~
Meet: SHINee aka the group that saved kpop
• A 5 member group who debuted in 2008 under SM Ent. with their legendary song, Replay (I still cry when I listen to it esp with RDD right after)
• they’ve said many times that business comes before their personal friendships with each other, and we all believe this is why they’ve stuck together for so long and had an amazing career so far
• some members have gotten in fights during their rookie years, but ofc now you can tell they’re basically like family to each other and they’re each others biggest fans
• the members are all amazing actors, songwriters, producers, and singers and all are hella multi-talented
Meet: Onew aka grandpa Jinki
• oldest, the chillest yet most savage leader
• almost killed Jonghyun once when he flung a pen at his eye, he was aiming for Minho
• such a great actor wow
• has the most beautiful and breathtaking smile you can almost hear your heart breaking when he does it, esp when they perform 1 of 1
• he’s legit so chill and laid back and lets his grandkids roast each other, but he’ll come for you if you disrespect him or any of them
• he’s enlisting in the military soon, pls pray for him and support him
Meet: Jonghyun aka the misfortunes of bling bling
• probably the most pervy and sexual idol out there (ye I know yall seen that video on him n taemin tsk tsk tsk me 2)
• but he’s actually a puppy who’s been let off the leash??? Like he’s a sweetheart
• is in love with key and he’s their biggest shipper
• wrote so many sexual songs and gave them to EXO and Taemin “here u go I have like another 27 songs stashed under my pillow, u go sing about being a playboy”
• almost died krumping bc Minho sprayed the whole floor with water whole jjong was jumping
• is SHINee’s biggest fanboy and he’s an actual sunshine (he’s the shortest too but I don’t wanna point that out bc he’s butthurt about it shh)
Meet: Key aka wtf are u wearing u shady binch
• yall better not miss any of his instagram lives bc that’s when he’s about to spill all the tea on everyone
• loves makeup n fashion n himself n his dogs <3 actual queen of beauty skin care and shading everyone
• he’s a great actor as well, and it’s like he’s even more savage when the rest of shinee isn’t around and he’s doing solo stuff
• his vocal range is actually amazing and we’ll fight anyone who thinks he’s not as talented as the others
• supposedly he made out with Jonghyun while he was drunk one time, I ???
• babys taemin like he’s 2 yrs old, he used to be so protective of him and he still is and I’m a mess
Meet: Minho aka flaming charisma
• the most competitive idol and no one can tell me any different
• a soccer superstar, his dad is a coach too…and he blesses us with so many sports campaigns and CF’s (well he’s like one of the top models in Korea rn too just throwin that out there)
• it really hurts me when people say he only got into shinee for his looks
• he’s so talented and takes his career and the group very seriously, despite him being competitive sometimes, he’s really mature and every kpop group who matters look up to him
• will diss you and burn a hole through ur head if you insult him
• what’s image??? What’s reputation???? Shinee knows no limits, their mission is to expose everyone
Meet: Taemin aka SHINee’s actual baby
• he’s not actually innocent bruh don’t let his face fool you…but then again he’s a real angel sometimes
• shinee lets him get away with roasting them bc he’s their son n they love him (plus he never talks or opens his mouth unless he’s about to expose someone)
• he gets shy and nervous very easily and he’s mentioned that sometimes he has bad anxiety when promoting alone for his solos
• has been besties with EXO’s Kai for like 12 years and they love each other so much it hurts (pls watch their Pretty Boy performance I beg u)
• shinee used to walk him 2 school everyday bc he was bullied
• everyone in the industry who’s passionate about dancing looks up to him bc he’s such an amazing performer, he puts his heart n soul into every dance and performance I actually am in love with this man help me I can’t get up
(I’m sorry I wrote so much about him abshdjdk I could write essays about why I love him)
they were the group that got me into kpop in the first place with RDD and they’ll always have a special place in my heart, pls love them<3
The sun slowly rises over the edge of the painted windowsill. His mother thought that the color was far too white when they purchased the house, so now a creamy off-white covers the old wood. It smells a little like rain inside his old room as a breeze flows through the crack in the window. The blankets shift around you, but you’re still sound asleep. It would be easy to let yourself stay away in your dreams, but as a gentle hand rested on your shoulder and rubbed a soft thumb up and down over your skin, you knew that he back of your eyelids were nothing compared to the dream laying right in front of you.
As you opened your eyes you saw Tom. His eyes were barely open, his hair a mess of waves and curls all over his head. Lips pulled upwards into a sort of groggy grin. His skin warmed you underneath the comforter. His parents kept the house so cold, but you didn’t really notice when Tom had his arms wrapped around you all through the night, even when you tossed and turned. He moved a little closer to you so that your noses were almost touching, the details of his face starting to blur with the short distance between the two of you. He moved his hand from the top of your shoulder to cup your blushing cheek. Tom leaned in and gave you a soft good morning peck on the lips. You hummed against his and that make him let out a little laugh.
“Hello Tom,” you gave him a slight eskimo kiss. He closed his eyes a little bit as you did that, and then smiled a little more once you pulled away and bit your bottom lip.
The room was doused in a honey glow, and so were the tops of his cheeks, but in a different sense. All thing lay still as the two of you gathered energy form one another to seek something outside of the bed. His old belongings still sat on the shelves. Pictures of him throughout his 10 year career. In a tutu, in mud, in a mustache you so enjoyed on him. The only thing that was different was the bedding. These had to be new sheets and new blankets because they were more comfortable than any hotel bedroom the two of you had ever shared. You moved in closer so that his chin was at your forehead and your nose was laying hot air against his bare chest. He hadn’t worn a shirt, but he did wear black sleep pants to bed. They were very soft as well.
“How did you sleep?” He nearly whispered the words, let them be the very first caring and loving words he’d say to you today. He rubbed your skin with a feather of a touch, and it very nearly tickled.
“Fine…” You said groggily in a light tone as you rubbed the crust of your dream from your eyes. A remnant of what you had forgotten the moment you opened your eyes and saw Tom laying right before you.
“What shall we do today? The sun is actually shining for once.” His voice was low and smooth. It was obvious he had been awake a little longer than you, watching peace kiss over every feature of yours until his hand disturbed your sleep. He kissed your forehead and brought you into his arm. You sighed happily.
“I think we should go for a walk. You can tell me all about your life growing up here. Where you went to school, where you met Harrison, where you had your first kiss…” He loved the way your voice fell upon his chest. The vibrations woke his heart and played a song on his rib cage that the blood pumping through him would tune their beat to. His eyes closed fully, and as you spoke he almost fell back asleep. Having you in his arms, at home, with your bodies so wonderfully entwined, made him think about how lucky he was. “Tom?”
“Yes- (y/n). I am awake, love.” When he was sleepy or groggy, the pet names became more common. He let out a heavy breath that fell onto the top of your head, his chest pushing out onto yours made you feel like you were truly engaged in the cycle of him. “I think a walk would be lovely.”
“You know what else would be lovely?” You tilted your head up and pulled yourself just a little bit out of his grasp so you could really look at him. His jaw was sharp, bold. His eyes a a little more open now than previously. You noted a few hints of a real mustache growing on his upper lip. You freed your hand and ran a finger over it. He shook his head a little bit and smiled. “If you kissed me.”
Tom leaned in to give you a kiss on the mouth, but you placed that roaming finger over his lips to stop him.
“What is it now? You said a kiss, dahling.” His tone sounded a little offended, his eyes showing that and then something else- intrigue.
“You are correct, but I didn’t say where, Holland.” You pulled your finger away from his lips and set the tip on your forehead. “Here.”
So he kissed you on your forehead, slowly, lightly. Like he was trying to leave a love spot, but it was unsuccessful and you were glad. How would you explain it to his parents.
“Is that all, love?” He asked, but he already knew the answer. You shook your head innocently and smiled. “Where else?”
“Here, please.” You pointed to your nose, which he obliged with an peck right on the tip, followed by a long muah sound.
“That was very polite.” He said.
“I always mind my manners, Tom…” You said, shifting your arm to be a little lower and closer to your body. You set your fingertip on your lips. “Now he-”
But he had kissed the word away from your lips, stolen like the hours of the night you two had shared. Your face softened into one close to the peaceful expression you assumed when your mind was off in dreamland. You had always loved dreaming, loved going away to your own little world filled with nothing but happy endings, but this was so much better.
His lips were slick and tender. You let your hair tangle behind you on the pillow as he moved to be laying on top of you so that he could fill your soul with his love for you. His tongue graced over the end of your lips just enough for you to take the hint and let him ghost over your tongue. It made you lean up toward him, your hands finding his hair to delve your fingers into the curls and pull just slightly on the roots as his hips pushed down onto yours. He had incited a moan that really helped to wake you up. You brought your legs to wrap around his torso, which made him push down harder against you. You turned your head to get some air, and he grunted just a little as you pulled his head down onto your neck.
“Here,” you moaned just a little as you spoke, and he smiled against your skin.
Right as his momentum started to rise, there were three light knocks on the bedroom door. Tom’s eyes shot open as he adjusted to look at you. The blush across your skin was running at a thousand degrees, and his pants would need to be more than adjusted before he stood up to answer the door. He simply moved to sit up next to you, you did the same.
“Who is it?” He asked in an inconspicuous tone, but as his Dad, Dominic, popped open the door, his eyes scanned the room like a robot searching for life. Tom’s blue staffy, Tessa, scooted from between the space of the door and his father’s legs to jump onto the bed and between Tom and you. Tom played it cool by giving his father a small wave, but it was obvious Dominic knew what was going on in that bedroom. “Hi Dad.”
“I just wanted to let you know that Sam and Harry took Tessa for a long walk, but it seemed she hasn’t quite calmed down yet. You mother cooked breakfast about 45 minutes ago, and Paddy is at a play-date today. I thought you two love birds might like to know what the rest of the world was up to today.”
“Thank you, Mr. Holland.” You said in a friendly and almost chipper tone. His energy brought an air of ease into the room when you and Tom had filled it with tension. Dominic shook his head and waved a hand at you.
“No Mr. Holland business. Call me Dom, or Dad. We’ve talked about this, (y/n).” He was so happy that you had come to visit them with Tom, and if Tom had flown you all the way out to Kingston upon the Thames, it meant he was very serious about a long-term relationship with you.
“Okay, Dom. Thank you.” You smiled and waved goodbye as he exited the bedroom, closing the door behind him. “I can’t believe he closed the door after himself.”
Tom was petting Tessa at the time, eyes focused on her little bent ears. He grinned the entire time he looked at her. He let little kisses to the top of her smooth head and booped his nose against her wet one. When he looked up to you he felt sheepish. “I’m sorry, love. I wasn’t listening to you.”
“I can’t really blame you with this beauty in the room.” When you set your hand on Tessa, she turned her entire body really quickly to lick your face clean. You laughed and gently urged her away. “Okay! Okay! I love you too, Tessa.”
Tessa wagged her very large tail so happily against the blanket that it left a divot. You slid form under the covers and stood from the bed. You had worn a nightgown that was modest enough for bathroom breaks in the middle of the night, but silky a sheen enough for Tom to not have found it very easy to keep from smoothing his fingers across you all night as he slept. When you stretched a little bit of the bottom of your butt peaked from beneath your gown. Tom whistled and when you threw his black shirt from off of the ground at him, a wide and cheeky smile appeared from beneath it.
“You look lovely. The morning light caught in the light strands of your hair. The bags beneath your eyes seemingly rested…” He was partially complimenting you, while also being very much himself in talking about your eye bags.
“They’re pretty bad, huh?” You asked as you searched your suit case for some clothes to change into after you took a shower. When you turned to face Tom he had put on the shirt, cuddled up to Tessa, and was nodding his head at your rhetorical question. “You look handsome.”
“This mop? Not likely…” He sad pointing a finger form his free hand to the top of his head. You walked over a ruffled a hand over it. “Hey!”
“I like that mop of yours. I absolutely adore your curls.” You said pressing a kiss onto his forehead. When you turned away he took your hand and pulled you back down to him.
“I absolutely adore you.” He caressed your cheek as he pulled you across his lap. Tessa moved over to your side of his bed easily, preoccupied with a toy she’d found somewhere in the room at some point. “I think I Iove you?”
“I’d hope so, or else this is one elaborate booty call.” You were teasing, and kind of thought he was too with the way he set his emotions out for you. The look in his eyes was tender though, passionate. Loving, if you wanted to put an exact name on it. “Oh.”
“I am very much serious right now.” He didn’t look away fro your eyes, didn’t let his hands leave your skin even for a second. Tom set his forehead against yours and closed his eyes. “I love you, (y/n). With all of my Englishman heart.”
“I love you,” you said without hesitation. He leaned away from you and started to smile, but you were already beaming. “Tom Holland, I love you!”
This time, you kissed him, and it was full of sunshine and daisies and every happy second the two of you had ever spent together. It was full of text messages, and emojis, and FaceTimes, and yesterdays, and tomorrows. It was full of an I do now and forever more. You thought about how this was the way you would kiss him on your wedding day and that made you push him back onto the mound of pillows at the head of his bed to speckle his face with kisses. When you pulled away it almost looked like tiny hearts were floating around his head. You smiled.
“I think that if you kiss me again, we’ll never get out of this bedroom.” Tom said, brushing some hair behind your ear so that he could see your face fully before cupping a cheek in his hand. You kissed his palm, sighed onto his love line.
“Would that be so bad?” You asked in a sultry, and honestly curious tone. He shook his head while he grinned, laying a perfect kiss to the tip of your nose.
A/N: howdy! this one was requested ((ty you so much for this request honestly!! pls send in more if you have any!!) and I hope I brought your idea to life. I added a bit of a backstory to add some fluff but I’m pretty happy with how it turned out so idk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
request: “Can you do a Bucky imagine where the reader has superpowers and she accidentally breaks Bucky’s metal arm by her powers or they have super strength and accidentally slammed his arm in a door or something like that. And reader feels super bad and sits with Bucky has Tony fixes his arm and the reader won’t stop apologizing and it ends in fluff”
pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
warnings: slight angst idk – more like banter?? Two implied swear words. One swear word. Bit of second hand embarrassment and rejection
word count: 5.8k (wowza, idk is it better to do longer imagines or short and snappy ones?? lemme know pls)
Sluggishly, you dragged
your slipper clad feet across the floor, slapping a hand over your mouth as you
yawned loudly. You felt the comforter from your bed trailing behind you as you
held it around your body, resembling a makeshift cape. You were sure you looked
like a mess; you could feel your hair falling messily out of the bun you had
strategically placed it in last night, your pyjama top slipping off your
shoulders and you were certain that there were prominent bags lining your eyes.
Smiling lazily, you mumbled a small “good morning” to Steve and Natasha who
were fumbling in the kitchen preparing their breakfast. They returned your
greeting, both however, seemingly much more awake than you were. Not bothering
to suppress your sigh, you nudged Steve with your shoulder as you walked
“Remind me again: why the
hell do we need to wake up at an ungodly hour to practice punching each other?”
You groggily mumble, your voice laced with sleep, narrowing your eyes when
Steve laughed at you.
Things that Tom do that lowkey (or not so low) turn you on even if he doesn't know part. 2
a/n: well… some people asked me for this
again I didn’t checked grammatical mistakes
and I still don’t know what I’m doing with my life besides sin
• okay but Tom in glasses
• everytime he does the “save the last dance” lean in order to pay more attention to what you’re talking
• when he braces against the doorframe making you appreciate his fucking amazing arms
• when he laughs and looks down AND THEN LOOKS BACK UP AT YOU
• when he’s kissing you and put one hand on your check and other in the back of your neck
• he walking around the house just with sweatpants
• that’s not exactly sexy and not exactly turn you on but Tom with kids and babies would let you thinking things like “We should get married now and make 100 of those”
• arching one eyebrow
• when Tom is driving he’d would let one hand at the wheel and the other on your thigh and that’s so sexy
• after leaving the pool he’d pass his hand on his hair bc he forgot the towel but fuck how can something so simple let you so horny?
• his face when he’s getting a blowjob
• everytime he moans or groan your name you’d be like 1000x more wet
• that look he gives at you when you’re doing something that he finds sexy like only using his t-shirt and panties or the way your wet hair sticks at your skin after a shower
• Tom discreetly would grab or slap your ass in public and you’d lose your shit
• actually Tom would tease you in public in all ways he could when
• what turn you on it’s not exactly the way his hands move on your thighs under the table or how his fingers stroking inside you but the fear of being caught
• AND THE SMIRK THAT ROTTEN CUNT WOULD GIVE EVERYTIME YOU TRY TO HOLD A MOAN DEFINITELY WOULD NOT HELP YOU
• after he’s done with provoking you he’d lead his fingers to his mouth just feel your taste
• and now you’re guys going to have a super intense sex when you got home
• and the little smile he gives your after sex would make you ready for the second row instantly
• but now it’s serious
• everytime Tom looks at you with desire would totally turn you on
• the way he put you in his lap
• this would make you thigh riding him tho and after you cum he’d be so cocky bc c'mon he just made you hit your orgasm with his thigh
• Tom knows how much you love to receive nudes especially if he’s away bc of his work
• occasionally he’d send you videos of him touching himself and cuming moaning your name
• that’s for sure you leave super wet but also super flustered oh boy… when he come back home would be hours and hours of the most passionate sex
• his perfume
• when he holds your hands on the top of your head during the sex
• just… Tom
Idk if I’m really taking requests but apparently I’m
Let’s find out together of what I’m capable of and how far my list of sins can get
Request: Numbers 1, 16, 17, for the top thing. Theydon’t have to be in the same fic.
1.“I said I’m hungry, not horny. But now that you mention it…”
17.“The power’s out. We have two options. Have sex, or I got ‘Back to the Future’ on my laptop.”
Request: hi! idk if you’ve already done this (im sorry if you have!) but it would be cute if peter and the reader could have a movie marathon? like hp or something. i know its not much but I hope you could find somewhere to go with it!
A/N: I decided to combine these two requests because I thought I could make some magic with them. Also sorry, I know nothing about Harry Potter so I didn’t really include much of it in the fic. ~Also, let me know if you want a part 2 to this, (I am open to writing smut guys)~
Peter Parker was one of your best friends. Ned always called him the love of your life, jokingly of course. But, Ned was right. Kind of? You were in love with Peter.
Usually every Friday night, you, Peter, and Ned would ave movie night. Peter would come home early from being Spiderman and you would all watch movies at one of your houses.
Today you were supposed to go to Ned’s house, but he went away with his parents for the weekend so you and Peter had yet to decide what your plans were.
You and Pete were sitting in chemistry working on a lab when your nudged him “Hey Parker what are we doing tonight,”
“Christ, Y/N, you almost made me spill this sulphuric acid,”
You looked up to Peter who had his googles on and was holding a test tube filled with sulphuric acid, going to pour it into a beaker. (Lol I’ve spilt sulphuric acid on my hands multiple times cause my science teacher would never give us gloves to wear during labs).
“You can come over to my house tonight. Aunt May’s out with friends for the weekend so we’ll have the place to ourselves,” Peter said
“Perfect. I’ll come over around 6pm? And, being the generous friend I am, i’ll bring the pizza,”
After school, you went home and tried to do some of your homework, but you couldn’t focus. Movie nights with Peter (and Ned) were the best part of your week. If Peter didn’t have to go out and be Spiderman you would already be at Peter’s apartment, sitting together watching movies.
But since that wasn’t the case. You patiently waited a few hours before heading to Peter’s.
Before leaving you threw your pjs, and some movies into your backpack. Regretting the decision of promising Peter pizza, you decided to just order some to his apartment.
When you arrived at Peter’s apartment, you knew he would have left the door unlocked for you so you walked right in.
“Honey, I’m home!” You said, walking inside. You dropped your things and walking over to join Peter on the couch.
“Man, its pouring outside,” you continued.
“Welcome home, honey. Yeah, the rain had kind of prevented me from being Spidey tonight. You could have come over earlier,”
“Well thanks for the heads up Parker,”
“Sorry. But did you bring anything for me?” Peter asked
“Bring you anything like what?”
“Well, i’m very hungry,”
“Well if you’re horny I could definitely help you out with that, but I thought we were going to have a movie marathon?”
“Oh my god Y/N. I said I’m hungry, not horny. But now that you mention it…”
You opened your mouth to respond, but before you could get a word out there was a knock at the door.
“Pizza’s here. Looks like that’ll solve one of your problems,”
You grabbed your wallet, paid the pizza man and then brought the box over to Peter on the couch.
“What movies are we watching tonight?”
“I put Harry Potter in the dvd player. You feel like watching that?”
“Sure,” you nodded.
Peter turned on the movie and the two of you sat on the couch. You only made it 20 minutes into the movie when the lights started flickering.
“That doesn’t seem good,” you said.
“I’m sure it’ll be fine,” Peter said, moving his attention back to the movie.
You rolled your eyes, knowing a storm like this would most definitely knock out the power.
Sure enough, a few minutes later the power went out.
The apartment went silent as the tv shut off. You could hear thunder rumbling in the distance. It was pitch black besides the occasional flash of lightning outside.
“Told you,” you muttered.
You didn’t have to see Peter to know he was rolling his eyes.
“What now?” Your asked.
“Well, the power’s out. We have two options. Have sex, or I got ‘Back to the Future’ on my laptop.” Peter said.
“I mean, we already explored the idea of sex so that seems like the best idea. I’m down,”
“If Ned were here would that still be the best idea?” Peter asked
“I mean, if Ned wouldn’t mind sitting out here while we fuck in your bedroom, then sure,” you joked.
Peter laughed “Back to the Future?”
“Sure,” you agreed.
Peter disappeared for a moment, making his way to his bedroom to find his laptop.
There was a loud bang and you heard Peter say “Fuck,”
You laughed, knowing Peter must have walked into something.
“Thanks for asking if I’m okay,” Peter said, walking back into the room.
“You’re spiderman. I’m supposed to be worried about you walking in the dark now?”
“A little concern would be nice,”
Peter came and sat down beside you. You were leaning on him, as he placed his laptop on his lap and looked for the movie.
“Mmhmm,” Peter mumbled, still searching his laptop.
“You know I wasn’t lying when I said I was down,”
“What?” Peter asked
“I wasn’t lying when I said I was down,”
“No, I heard what you said I just… I don’t believe you,”
“You don’t believe me?”
“Why not?” You asked.
You felt like you had made a fool of yourself to Peter. You had just admitted that you would be open to doing things with Peter and all he had to say was that he thought you were lying.
“Come on, Y/N. We joke about this all the time. We joke about sex and being in a relationship and living happily ever after one day. But we joke, I’ve accepted that that’s not actually going to happen because we’re just friends and you don’t feel that way about me,”
“Have you ever thought that maybe I actually do feel that way about you?”
“Don’t joke about that Y/N, you could never like someone like me,”
“What on earth are you talking about Peter?”
“I mean you’re so amazing, how on earth could you actually like me? You’re just fucking with me. It’s really not that funny,”
“Peter i’m not fucking with you, but I would like to fuck you. Jesus Christ, Peter. I have feelings for you,”
“Wait… you do?” Peter asked
“Yes!” You exclaimed.
“I have feelings for you too, Y/N,”
“So about that ‘best idea’…” you said, raising your eyebrows in a suggestive way.
Peter laughed “I mean, like you said, I’m down,”
“Then what are you waiting for Parker?”
Peter quickly placed his laptop on the coffee table in front of him and leaned down to kiss you. He moved his lips against yours, using his teeth to lightly nip at your bottom lip.
He moved his hands to your waist, so they were slightly riding up your shirt.
You pulled away, “You could at least take me to your bedroom before you tried to take your clothes off,”
Peter laughed, “As you wish, my dear,”
Peter stood up and offered you his hand. You graciously took it and let him lead you to his bedroom.
“Man I am so happy Ned’s away this weekend,” You said.
Draco grunted as he fumbled with the collar of his dress shirt. His face was contorted in distaste as he felt little beads of sweat running down his neck. Ugh, disgusting! Potter had already pointed out that it was far too hot outside to be wearing a dress shirt, but Draco refused to wear the kind of sordid clothes Potter seemed to love so much. It suited him, of course, but Draco had a reputation to uphold.
That was a bit of a stupid reason, even Draco had to admit it, seeing as they were out and about in Muggle London, but Draco, unlike Potter, had class.
Them being friends was still very new to him and definitely needed some getting used to. Potter seemed already comfortable around Draco, always blabbering on about this and that, bumping Draco’s arm with his elbow, grinning at him mischievously…
Blaise had remarked that it very much seemed like he and Potter were dating, but that was just ridiculous. They had just met for coffee a few times, had gone to the movies (Potter’s idea of course and Draco was still a bit traumatised) and had gone for a few walks, like now. Yes, Draco had been a little surprised earlier when Potter had asked him if he wanted to come back to his place later for dinner, but that wasn’t out of the ordinary, was it? Friends did that… right?
As they continued walking down the street, Draco peered sideways and saw that Potter’s face was rather flushed and there were little beads of sweat running down his neck, too.
“Maybe we should have stayed inside today,” Potter wheezed. “I honestly don’t understand how you haven’t fainted yet.” He gazed at Draco’s shirt and his cloth trousers in discomfort.
“Well,” Draco began, eyeing Potter’s burgundy T-shirt and his short trouser, which reached to his knees, “I was taught elegance is a virtue, as well as endurance. Clearly, a concept which seems to be lost on you.” He let his eyes wander over Potter’s body and gave him an appraising look when their eyes met again. Potter seemed to stifle a giggle.
“What?” Draco snapped.
“Endurance,” Potter snorted. “Alright then.” He flashed Draco a toothy grin. Draco had no idea what was so funny about that, but didn’t get the chance to ask. Potter’s eyes had focused on something on the other side of the street. Draco turned around, but had no idea what had caught Potter’s attention.
“Wait here,” Potter told him and and sprinted off. Draco crossed his arms over his chest, huffing. What was Potter up to? And how dare he make Draco wait alone in the middle of the street like this?
Draco tapped his foot impatiently as the minutes passed by. When Potter finally came into view again, Draco saw that he was holding… two ice lollies?
“Here,” Potter said enthusiastically, holding one out to Draco. He gave it a quick glance and made a face.
“No thank you,” he grunted.
“I don’t like ice cream,” Draco shrugged. Potter’s eyes widened at that.
“What? How can you not like ice cream?” He sounded genuinely baffled.
“I just don’t.”
Potter kept staring at him, the incomprehension at Draco’s revelation clearly visible on his face.
“You’re dripping,” Draco noted with a raised eyebrow.
“What? Oh!” Only now did Potter seem to notice that the ice lollies were melting quickly, dripping all over his hands. He lifted one hand to his mouth and dragged his tongue over his knuckles slowly. Mesmerised, Draco watched as Potter did the same thing to his other hand.
“You sure you don’t want it?” Potter asked, oblivious to Draco’s sudden inner turmoil. Not trusting his voice at this moment, he just waved a dismissive hand in the air. Potter shrugged and lifted one of the ice lollies to his mouth.
Draco almost choked as Potter’s lips closed around the ice lollie. He pushed it deeper into his mouth and started sucking. Draco had to control himself not to clutch his chest in surprise. He winced when Potter made a slurping noise.
“You know,” Potter said happily, “I had my first ice lolly when I was ten years old. I really like them.”
Draco had trouble concentrating on what Potter was saying, but still, a frown formed on his face.
“You hadn’t had ice cream before that?”
Potter shook his head and looked at the two ice lollies in his hands. They were both dripping like mad. He lifted one to his mouth again and licked it, painfully slow, from the bottom up, before sticking it in his mouth again. This time, he twirled it around, before releasing it again with a little ‘pop’.
Draco was sure he was about to faint. The heat wasn’t exactly helping, either.
“Potter,” he spluttered. He stepped forward and gazed at his mouth intently. “Ugh, you really are an imbecile, aren’t you?”
Potter’s mouth and his chin were smeared with the remnants of the ice lolly. Draco reached out and stroked the corner of Potter’s mouth with his thumb. He saw Potter’s adam’s apple bob as he swallowed.
“It’s sticky,” Draco muttered. He wasn’t really aware that he was leaning down, until his tongue made contact with Potter’s skin. Surprised by his own boldness, he quickly stepped back.
“I don’t know why I did that.”
Potter was flushed and he looked like he was trying to decide something.
“Sod that,” he suddenly muttered and let go of the two ice lollies. Before they hit the ground, Potter had his arms around Draco’s neck and their lips pressed together. Draco made a startled sound when Potter’s tongue pushed into his mouth. He tasted like artificial oranges. Yuck! But the things Potter apparently could do with that tongue…
“Let’s go back to my place,” Potter panted after a few moments. “Oh, but first, let me go back to that store real quick.”
“Because,” Potter said with one of his mischievous grins, “I want more ice cream.” He dropped his voice to a low, seductive whisper. “I want creamy, rich chocolate ice cream.” Draco shuddered at the way Potter was looking at him. “And I plan to lick it off your chest and out of your navel.”
This time, Draco really did choke. He recovered rather quickly, however, and grabbed Potter’s hand.