i mean yes then it would be a video

707mmgirl  asked:

I was wondering if you could do a NSfw where the rfa+v and saeran are having sex with mc for thw first time and they orgasm too fast and are afraid that they'd disappoint MC?

(  ˵¯͒⌄¯͒˵;;) I couldn’t sleep so I really…Really…Wanted to write this. Thought about it all day.


- He was losing it mentally. His hands were sweaty, his chest was beating

- He wasn’t going to lie, he had jerked off quite a bit before…Especially when LOLOL introduced that new female skin….

- But never much more than that! God, he was too scared to even get a sex toy- Too scared and embarrassed to even entertain the thought!

- He tried asking Zen for tips, even resorted to asking Seven. But Seven laughed and Zen said to look up some porn videos to get an idea because he was too busy to help

- (Or was he just sour MC didn’t fall for him?)

- When you came out of the bathroom in your pjs, he was already trying not to get a stiffy. I mean, what you were wearing wasn’t horrible, wasn’t perverted, but…You weren’t wearing a bra. Even he could tell that

- And the fact that tonight would be the first time you shared a bed together…

- “Yoosung?”

- “Y-Yes??”

_ “…Are you going to come lay down? It’s cold without you~”

- This was it, he was going to die. Someone get his will from that coffee fiasco out, he was going to need it after tonight.

- Carefully, he climbed into bed behind you, opting to try and be the big spoon and hold you tight.

-…Too tight, too tight! Your ass was rubbing against his groin so nicely. He ended up burying his face in your hair, desperate just to pretend he didn’t feel it.

- “Yoosung, are you alright?”

- “Yeah, yeah- I, uhm. I am.”

- “So you’re not hard-”

- “Don’t say it!!”

- Oh my god, this is it. You were going to make fun of him endlessly, just like the guys would when they found out. 

- You turned around to face his red face, and right when he thought it wasn’t going to get again worse, you slipped your hands around and squeezed his ass, pulling his hips flush against yours

- He. Couldn’t. Breathe.

- He felt you start kissing his neck, grinding against him, and he could only whimper in response. This isn’t how he thought it was going to happen- I mean, he was supposed to take the lead, right?? Right??

- But you slipped your hand in his sweat pants, letting out a lustful groan as you found he wasn’t wearing underwear, and he lost it

- You pulled your hand back and looked at the cum on your fingers, before looking him right in the eye and licking your hand clean

- Were you trying to kill him???

- “MC I’m sosososorry, oh my god-”

- “That’s okay, Yoosung,” You grabbed his hand, guiding it under your underwear, “Why don’t you show me what those gaming fingers can do?”

- God, please someone print out that will. He really was going to need it after tonight.


- So she wasn’t as innocent as everyone thought she was

-…But she was still blushing like crazy

- A cuddling session gushing over a dirty story you found online had turned sexual very quickly. Mainly due to your wandering hand, but…

- Now she was under you, one hand halfway covering her face, and the other gripped your arm as your teased her clit

- Every time she let out a squirming moan, her chest heaved and you swore you were in heaven

- You didn’t waste much time with foreplay. The two of you hadn’t really gone this far before, and this poor woman needed some excitement in her life that didn’t end in cat hair everywhere

- You couldn’t take it anymore, you slowly licked her nipple, then clamped your teeth over it, loving her surprised moan.

- “M-Mc!”

- You gave her nipple a harsh suck, your fingers trailing down from her clit to her entrance, slipping in two fingers already.

- You walls clamped down, her nails digging into your forearm already. She was sweating, chest heaving, but you knew all the right spots to hit.

- As your mouth bit on her neck, her moans kept getting higher and higher in pitch, until her nails dug in so harshly that you knew you were going to need a few bandages later.

- You felt her hips jerk up a few times, her whimpering when you kept trying to fuck her with your fingers, so you slowly pulled out.

- “Did you cum already?”

- She let out a groan, covering her face. “Yes, I’m sorry. It’s been a while.”

- You just laughed, kissing her forehead. 

- “I mean… I could be my turn, if you really loved meee~”

- She rolled her eyes but laughed, motioning for you to switch spots with her.


- The two of you were resting on the couch, just cuddling, until his fingers liiightly brushed against your sides, and you made the mistake of giggling

- Now it was On

- First thing about being friends with Seven: Never, ever, let him find out where you’re ticklish.

- He had you squealing and threatening him at the same time, squirming in between his legs as he laughed at you.

- Pretty soon you started fighting back- Turning around and desperate to find his ticklish spots. 

- But, after a while of squirming in eachother’s arms, he accidentally let out a moan that was not painful

- You stopped, and the both of you blushed… But, you just placed a questioning kiss on his lips.

- “R-really? Right here?”

- You nodded, already moving to start palming him through his pants, and he automatically started working on pulling off your shirt

- He groaned as you unzipped his pants, palming him through his boxers. He tried returning the favor, squeezing your breasts through your bra.

- But you slipped to the floor and got on your knees? What where you- Oh my god you were going to blow him

-Oh…My god.

- He watched with a growing blush as you tugged on his pants to be able to pull his hardening cock out easier. He watched your eyes widen just a bit when you pulled it out, him mentally fist pumping that he was a good enough size for you

- He wanted to lean back- Play it cool and just enjoy it, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. You brushing your hair behind your ear, getting a decent grip on his cock, your half-lidded eyes studying the head. He could feel the pre-cum leaking out already, and he prayed you thought that was normal.

- You gave his cock a few tentative pumps, him trying his fucking best not to jerk his hips up, and then suddenly you took the tip in your mouth.

- He couldn’t hold it back, he ended up letting a low whimper out, his fingers itching to tangle themselves in your hair, but god he managed to keep them away.

- You bobbed your head a bit, removing the cock from your mouth with an obscene ‘pop’, looking him right in the eyes as you licked up the underside of his cock

- …And he came all over your face

- It was slightly, just a bit, adorable at how you winced, but he felt his soul leave his damn body. Damnit, he knew he should have jerked off last night when he had the chance.

- “Oh my god, Mc I’m so–” 

- You wiped a bit off your cheek, slipping your finger in your mouth and letting out a hum. “You taste a bit bitter…”

- Instantly he pulled you up on the couch, sucking and nipping at your neck as you moaned a bit.

- He really, really, needed to know how you tasted as well. And, well….Hopefully that would make up for him being such a quick shot.


- The marriage had been sweet, and ended with lots of cuddling on a plane as the two of you went to enjoy your honeymoon, something Jumin was very insistent on.

- As soon as the two of you landed, it was getting changed into something more appropriate, going off and enjoying the sites, having a nice romantic dinner

- And now the two of you finally made it to the place you were staying at for the next week. With just one bed in the room.

- He didn’t want to admit he felt nervous- What if he harmed you? What if he did so many things you didn’t enjoy? Expert Playboy only told him so much, and he wasn’t too keen on watching porn. Especially if Seven had his hands in the RFA’s search history.

- The two of you dressed in your sleepwear, then he coaxed you over to lay with him.

- Getting to finally hold you in his arms like this was amazing. He felt his chest swell every time you snuggled closer to him.

- “Mc?”

- “Yes, honey?”

- He gave your forehead a kiss at the nickname, his cheeks lightly blushing. “From my research, we’re not completely done for the day yet, are we?”

- Your face went red, but he started with gentle kisses to your lips, moving to your jaw, then to your neck, his fingers dancing around the hem of your shirt.

- Your breath hitched a couple of times, but you started working on unbuttoning his shirt, groaning when his hands started groping your breasts

- God, this felt amazing so far, from just barely doing the minimum. He focused on recalling all the tips in the magazine, some of the grosser things some board members had talked about drunk- Just anything he could apply to please you

- It wasn’t long before you were fully on your back, breasts heaving as he teased your clit, his boxers the only clothing left on him

- The way your cheeks flushed looking at his cock straining against his boxers made him want to take you instantly, but he needed to be patient, he needed to hold out a bit longer.

- But you gently squeezed his forearm, mewling a bit as he kept trying to rub your clit

- “Ju-Jumin, please, I want to feel your cock- I’m ready, just please.”

- He felt his eyes widen, but quickly cleared his throat and nodded, pulling his boxers off

- He teased you a bit more, the head of his cock barely entering you and pulling back out, making you let out the cutest whines. But finally, when he couldn’t even stand it anymore, he pushed himself fully inside of you, groaning along with you

- He stayed still for a moment, feeling how amazing it was to have you squeezing him so tightly. He tried to move, just one pump, but it was too much.

- As soon as he realized what had happened, his face was completely red, and he felt so ashamed when you let out a little questioning noise.

- “It…It seems that I’ve…” He trailed off, suddenly pissed at himself for cumming so damn early. You didn’t even get to enjoy anything.

- But you just squeezed his hand, placing a kiss on his cheek.

- “If you want…You could just use your fingers for tonight, tomorrow we could try-”

- “No, we’re doing this right tonight. I told you I would keep you up all nigh- I’m not going back on that now.”

- While he did finally get rid of his shame at how much you squirmed from his fingers alone, he promised himself that he was going to make you cum twice as much from his cock alone.

- (What the fuck did those magazines say about this situation???)


- You had been trying for ages to get him to have sex with you. 

- Inviting him in the shower? ‘Accidentally’ letting him walk in on you? Snuggling super close during a romance scene? All of them failed.

- And god, did he hate it.

- He wanted to fuck you, have you screaming his name so loud he was sure to get noise complaints- But was he ready??

- It had been a very, very, long time since he had, ahem, let the beast out. The last time was…Way too long ago.

- But all the teasing, and bluntness without saying anything, was starting to get to him. Starting to have his hand wandering when you weren’t there with him, and a few times when you were.

- Tonight was a bit better. You weren’t trying to throw more ‘hints’ his way, you were just snuggled up to him resting your head on his chest, tracing an imaginary circle on his ribs

- Yeah, he could handle this!

- But your fingers stopped, and you started to play with his hair a bit instead, making cute little noises as you shifted to look up at him

- “Your princess wants some kisses.”

- Oh no. He felt his cock twitch, but he tried his best to ignore it as he tipped your chin up, planting a soft kiss on your lips.

- “I can’t help but do as my princess wants~”

- But you pulled him back towards you, planting a few soft kisses, and then slowly making them more and more greedy.  You even slipped your tongue in, and when he groaned out he knew he was done for.

- He wanted to avoid sex at the moment, but tonight he didn’t have enough willpower.

- He grabbed your shoulders, pushing you to lay on your back as he slipped between your legs, leaning over to start sucking on your neck.

- You didn’t waste a second, especially since you had been trying to get to this point for ages. You wrapped your legs around his waist, grinning when he grinded against you with a low growl

- “You’ve been such a tease, princess, I can’t take it anymore.”

- As he pushed your shirt up, working on your breasts, he was frantically trying to recall all the moves he used to do back when he was in that gang.

- (God, it really had been forever!)

- Your hands fumbled with his shorts, yanking them down and giving his ass a firm squeeze, loving as he bit your neck in response.

- You were going to kill him. He wanted the first time to be sweet, romantic, but he couldn’t even control his thoughts right now. He just kept imagining how tight you would feel, how you would squeeze down on him-

- You reached and grasped his cock, starting a teasing pace as he leaked pre-cum already.

- Ah, fuck, fuck, he couldn’t take this. He ended up moaning into your shoulder as he jerked his hips in time with your pumps. One, two times, and he came.

- Kill. Him.

- He didn’t want to face you, he just closed his eyes tight as you pulled your hand away.

- “Zenny~ No fair, let me have fun too.”

- He took a deep breath and looked at you nervously- Only to be greeted with a firm kiss. You pushed his shoulder a bit, wriggling your hips.

- “Why don’t you put that mouth to better use~?”

- He looked a bit dumbfounded for a moment, but quickly slid back a bit, working on getting your pjs off.

- I mean… at least he had an impressive recovering speed? Hopefully luck would be on his side and let him recover fast enough to fuck you like he had been wanting.


- It…Had been a very long time. A long time since he was fully willing to have sex, at least.

- When the innocent cuddling on his bed got more perverse- Your hand slipping under his shirt and teasingly running your fingers so close to the waistband of his pants- Well… He did want it, it had just been ages

- He tried his best not to show it. Each feather-light touch he returned, every little breath you let out he had to stop himself from groaning

- He hadn’t realised how badly he wanted this from you

- Once the cute kisses died down, turning into panting breaths and low moans, you rolled yourself on top of him, straddling him and purposefully refusing to grind against him

- Were you trying to kill him? He needed this- He needed you

- His hands found your hips, holding you as he bucked his hips up with a barely contained groan. It had been too long, way too long, since he had felt so good from just teasing

- “Mc-”

- You leaned over, starting another string of greedy kisses, taking his will to talk and interrupt you away

- It didn’t take long for his hands to act on their own- Slipping under your shirt to grope, pushing your ass down so he could grind against you fully

- When you broke the kiss and let out such a sinful moan, he couldn’t do it anymore.

- “Mc, please- Now, now, please.”

- He felt your breath against his neck as you giggled, wiggling out of your underwear and pulling down his pants

- You took his cock and slid the head against your clit, making him bite down hard on his lip

- “Oh, god, Mc-” You were horrible but so fucking amazing. He wanted to thrust his hips up, slam into you with all he had-

- You let out a little mewl of pleasure as the head of his cock rubbed your clit just right, and suddenly you felt a hot spurt against you.

- He covered his face quickly, panting but letting out a sound of utter disappointment. 

- “It’s been ages, I just-”

- “Shh,” You leaned over, kissing his forehead. “ It’s fine.”

- But it wasn’t, was it? Your cheeks were still flushed, you were soaked but he knew you hadn’t came yet.

-… Was it too early to suggest…?

- “M-Mc, ride me.”

- “…What?”

- God, don’t make him say it again. He carefully squeezed his cock, feeling how sensitive it was, but he didn’t care. He wanted you anyway.

- He rubbed the head of his dick against your clit, then finally trailed it to your entrance, pushing the tip in and joining you in your moan

- “Jihyun-”

- He jerked his hips up, pushing into you fully, and the sound you made had him dig his nails into your thighs.

- “Ride. Me. I can take it.”

- He came early, but he was going to be damned if you weren’t going to be able to feel his cock slam in you tonight.


- He had experience with women. Not exactly loving ones, but quick and hard fucks in the backs of bars or in hotels was what he was used to the most.

- And usually they all went well, except if the women tried being too clingy with him.

- He wasn’t expecting you to last so fucking long though

- The two of you were just cuddling on his bed, something he was always insistent on. But you were trying to find some funny things to show him on your phone, and he was tired of watching videos. 

- He ended up initiating it, slowly trying to tease you by acting like he wasn’t aware of where his hands were, but quickly dropping the act and pushing you on your back, grinding against you and slipping his tongue in between your bruising lips

 - It didn’t take long at all for both of you to rid each other of any fabric in the way, him burying his cock inside of you with a grunt and a low “Fuck,”

- Usually with the women he had fucked before, they came rather quickly… 

- But as he harshly slammed himself inside of you, finally being able to enjoy being inside of you, he felt himself coming closer and closer to the edge- And you definitely hadn’t came yet.

- He pulled your leg up a bit, pushing it flush against your chest to get a better angle to ram into you, letting out a growling string of curses as you tightened around him

- A few more jerks of his hips, and he easily came inside of you, groaning out and breathing harshly against your neck.

- He wasn’t expecting you to whine, though. He looked up, a bit confused, as you pouted.

- “You came already?”

- “…You didn’t??” He swore he had felt you tense up, dig your nails into him even more. What happened?? Oh god, was he losing his touch?

- You pushed him on his back, climbing on top of him and forcing his cock back into you, rolling your hips. “I wasn’t done yet~ Can you keep going?”

- The fuck he could, but his embarrassment didn’t let him say that. He gripped your hips, keeping you in place as he pushed as deep as he could inside of you, letting out a guttural groan.

- You let out a loud moan, starting a steady and heavy pace, drinking in how his cock hit your g-spot on every thrust.

- He hadn’t been overstimulated before, but he refused to argue against it. He apparently needed to build his stamina back up anyway…


since nobody is writing about how camila is sooooooooo girlfriend material (and im so in love with her), here it is:

•  it all started with you two being good friends, and as friends, you kept getting closer and closer

when she found out that you were into girls she smiled so big for herself 

• bc you were this cute girl that since she looked at you she wanted to get to know better 

• at first you texted a lot, and everytime she saw something funny she sended it to you

• bc she knew it would make you laugh and that would make her really happy

• then you started hanging out everytime that she wasnt filming for riverdale, like in between takes you’d go to where she was and take her to grab lunch or something

• you tried getting spoilers from her but even tho she really trusted you already she couldnt tell anything

• but she loved how you got so frustrated bc you. needed. to. know.

• so she teased you a lil bit, saying things like ”this may or may not happen”

HOW SHE ASKED YOU TO BE HER GIRLFRIEND before that everybody thought you were a couple anyway

• you were sick, like really sick, so she being the caring “friend” that she is showed up at your place w some soup, and why not flowers (something that she learnt from playing veronica) 

• even tho you melted when you saw her with all of that, you didnt want her around  because you were afraid shell get sick too

• but she didnt care, she sat right next to you on the couch and put some movie on netflix

• you were falling asleep with your head on her shoulder and she was looking at you, playing with your fingers

• she probably wanted to ask you to be his girlfriend “properly” like, with a long speech  and give you maybe some chocolate or candy

• but while looking at you the words spilled from her mouth

• “hey do you wanna me like, my girlfriend?”

• “what”

• “what”

• both of you started laughing and oFC YOU SAID YES I MEAN

• so thats how you started dating

• thats when all the fun began hehehe jk

• her phone and yours would be filled with silly photos of you two

• you know that video of her cooking and laughing about it in her ig story? you’d have tons of them doing mostly everything

• like one day, she took your phone while you were showering bc she was bored and her phone didnt have any battery, and going through your camera roll she found this video you took from her while she was watching her favorite movie because you loved how her eyes lighted up whenever her favorite scene was on the screen and how loud she screamed when something “surprising” happened even tho she watched it thousands of times

• she would do the same, because you’d have that kind of relationship

• she comments on every single one of your pics, really short comments like “i love you” “im in love” “mOM” “gorgeous” “mine”

• her mom loves you, and likes to cook for you bc she seems so nice and lovely

• when she is mad over something really silly, she starts speaking portuguese and you just stare at her while she’s screaming walking around the room until she let it all out

• “i was doing it again?” “yup” “im sorry”

• but theres times where you two are cuddling facing eachother and she is putting your hair behind your ear while smiling and shed say “eu tenho tanta sorte“ or “você é tão bonita”

• you wouldnt get anything of what she said (and she probably wouldnt tell you) but youd smile so big because you knew it was something nice and when she speaks in another language is the cutest thing ever

• PDA !!!!! lots of pda

• but not the annoying type like sucking eachother faces in public, but holding hands, long hugs, cheek kisses, forehead kisses !!!

• at least twice a week you go out to eat or have a cute coffee date, talking bout life sitting infront of eachother, holding hands over the table

• she never fails to make you laugh, she’s always doing goofy things or trying to imitate someone (and failing)  just to put a smile on your face

• its 2:34 AM, the lights are gone, the only source of light is coming from your computer screen and you two are dancing in the living room to some random spotify playlist

• you can go from steamy hot makeout session on the couch to sloppy slow kisses filled with love

• she sings to you whenever you ask her 

• she is probably singing 24/7 GOD BLESS HER ANGELIC VOICE

• but if you’re having a rough time or you’re feeling sad, she sings to you in a low tone kinda whispering, while smiling sweetly 

• i dont think she is the jealous type  ? but if anyone is looking at you in a way that they shouldn’t she’d wrap an arm around your waist, not like in a “she’s mine back off” type of way, but in a sweet “i love her dont steal her from me” type of way im crying 

• SHE. IS. A. TEASER. LIL. ****

• you tried cooking together, but you endend up getting too “distracted” and burning the whole thing

• “lets order pizza” “but i dont want pizza” “what do you want?” “you”

• she appreciates you and loves you so much bc if she is dating you she is 100% focused on you so she wouldnt be the annoying cheesy type, but definitely cheesy

• when she is away filming or busy with her work she sends you selfies doing funny faces, or videos at set with the cast, or a pouty selfie with a “cant wait to get home :(” that makes you melt inside who wouldnt

• PET NAMES !!! she probably calls you “love/babe/gorgeous”

• and she is your little nugget, of course

• play nights at your place with her friends (and yours) happen a little too often, because is everything you love and need: wine, charades, friends, and eachother


but it doesnt matter is you win or lose the game at the end of the night, bc she’d wrap her arms around you and say “i win, i have you”

i love her so so so so much okay?????? it ends right here before i start crying she is the most precius lil bean bye

tw: @softnessmalik

anonymous asked:

Is it just me or is media trying really hard to connect H&L with that hand thing? because that discourse wasn't really blown up to be picked up by media, right? tumblr didn't even know it was a topic. What is going on?

well, honestly, the initial article was stupid because i saw nobody talking about that, but in this case, it wouldn’t surprise me if there were people on twitter begging roman to ask that question when harry was in. what bothers me is that i feel like a lot of the time when they’re connecting harry and louis in the media these days, it’s in a way that’s like “oh, the silly fans think this about you two” (for example, with this and with sweet creature, stuff like that) and then harry just denies whatever it is that the fans think (weakly, in the case of sweet creature, but he still denied it when he said ‘i’d lean toward no’) so i’d rather they just……not have the other one mentioned in interviews in contexts like that because it makes us look like idiots and in some cases, it’s uncomfortable for them. niall gets asked about louis’ observer article……and harry gets a ridiculous question about his hand being in a video. if it were actually something that i think would get the general public thinking, oh, are harry and louis closer than i thought??? then i’d be down with it, but instead, it’s always presented as fan nonsense and whatever it is just gets a confused reaction and then it’s denied. the general public isn’t noticing that harry’s eyes are shining while he’s talking about louis, you know what i mean? they’re just hearing him be like uhhhh nope, my hand definitely isn’t in that video. if interviewers want to ask them about each other’s work? yes please!!! that would be awesome. the fan rumors about the two of them though? both the ones that louis and harry have no choice but to deny because they’re closeted and the ones that are clearly false……that stuff is just annoying when it’s asked so i wish they’d stop.

It is strange, that men are so easily familiar with telling girls what we want. A narrative that seemed unshakable, a golden crown that touched any head who wanted our satisfaction.

Girls want jerks. They care too much about cars and looks.

our love of cars has nothing to do with men; a corvette has never made me want to sleep with someone when i could be driving. we develop methods of avoiding the predators; call them fuckboys, tell her not to answer. We develop a single look shared between two girls; an immediate stay back or i’ll step in if you need help that comes in the shadow of shallow men. and those of us who fall for the wrong man: we never dreamed our lives would be full of this, our love turning bitter - and we’re blamed for it.

Girls don’t want nice guys.

I am dating a genuinely kind person when I’m told this. when he approached me in the library he was banking on hope; becomes angry in the moment i refuse him gently. i watch him transform and i’m trapped by the desk: he goes from nice to cruel in a matter of seconds. he tells me i’m ignorant, that he could have been there for me, been there until the end. he doesn’t need to meet my boyfriend. i’m just incapable of making my own decisions because of my silly hind brain that belongs to all women. It is the first exchange I have with him and the last one. i am now a “dumb bitch” forever on his list, sadly “one of them” even though frankly i don’t mind it.

drunk girls are asking for it.

drunk girls have to have perfect habits; go out in pairs together, tell each other goals and secrets, promise at the start of the night that they’ll be going home together even if the other one has to pick up the pieces. count liquor in secret codes, say, i’m just going to the bathroom with my girl so later we can say i just want to go home; drunk girls get caught and when we say do you want him they say no, take me home, i do not.

girls just want someone who compliments them.

he follows her from class to class, eyes wide but mouth never speaking. he texts her under the desk and i see her shudder, just a little, but visibly. later when we’re drunk we’ll laugh about how he talks about her glorious titties but for now he’s posting on facebook about how women are shallow and know nothing. in the meantime, i watch her flinch every time she meets his eyes. in the last message he sends, he tells her, fine bitch, you were ugly the whole time and i never meant any of it. later on his blog he’ll talk about how he hates these stupid women.

girls in tight clothes are flaunting it. 

girls just want to get home in one piece. we wear baggy clothes and are harassed for being slovenly in the same train station that we were harassed for looking nice for a moment. we stand just a little closer to each other when the words start coming. men look at videos of women being catcalled and they scoff and say, can you blame him? and are surprised when we say, yes, i can, they tell us that they know what we mean when we wear a black turtleneck. what we mean? we just want to get home in this.

girls want an alpha male. girls want someone who puts them in their place. girls want a real man, girls want an asshole, girls want violence.

girls don’t believe in the alpha male myth because girls spent too much time studying wolves from middle school to college; girls would rather be a wolf than put up with this. girls believe their place is just where they are, for as long as they want to belong there; girls are quite fine making their own place; girls would like their place to be the white house. girls want girls. girls want someone who will love them, the way most people do. they just want to be alive and have a good time of it. 

but then, i don’t know if all girls do. because we’re not one hind brain, not one orb of desire that can be cracked by following an equation that someone developed by making up rules; put in nice, use compliments, send dick pic and hope she falls in love with you. there’s no right way and that’s the fact of it. treat us like we’re people. like we each want different things. like we have something new called a personality.

“I know what women want,” the man announces, “trust me.”

anonymous asked:

Whether you ship Ryden or not, if there was a video of Ryan (very seriously) saying "I love you" to Brendon, would you believe Ryden was real? Like no jokes, not "stage-gay", not fraternally; Ryan says it like he means it.

do u realize who u sent this to. my url literally has the word ryden in it. yes i do believe ryden was real, all jokes aside. can’t you tell by the way brendon and ryan eye one another when they forget they’re on camera? when brendon opens his fat mouth and slips up, revealing that there have been times when they’ve shared beds? when ryan writes about a special someone burning the salt right out of his eyes on a very special night? what about that “not anymore…” when brendon’s asked about being a virgin? and how about northern downpour? when brendon gives ryan affection after joking around with him? what about when they hold hands during an interview? and when ryan says that his favorite of the panic! fans are the ones that are dead set on the two of them dating? and when brendon says if he were to make a sex tape with anyone, it’d be ryan ross? what about the acoustic version of that green gentleman where brendon switches up the lyrics to “everybody gets off on ryan ross”? and why else would brendon avoid ryan like the plague after the split? there aren’t any hard feelings toward spencer or jon. but then again, everything brendon did back before the split seemed to gravitate toward ryan and vice versa. no stage gay with jon. no bodies intertwined in photos with spencer. it all makes sense, and of course they loved one another. they were best friends for so long it would be impossible not to. and that goes for jon and spence too, but it just doesn’t seem to go past best friends with them like it did with brendon and ryan. there was something special there, there’s no denying that.

anonymous asked:

what do u think about the whole jin jimin thing?

well I definitely don’t agree with the people that’re slandering jin bc of it. yes, what he said was mean, but it was in the spirit of a playful game between good friends, and I trust them enough to know each other’s boundaries. while yes, physical things such a weight are touchy… we don’t know the inner-workings of their (or any of bts’) relationships, and how they truly are with each other. personally I’m looking at it from the korean cultural standpoint, rather than my own. bc while yes, I personally would never joke about someone’s weight, even in a game, it’s just something that is culturally embedded. they are blunt with certain things, including weight, there are numerous cultural videos / articles / ect on the frankness of koreans in regards to physical appearance when compared to other societies. so yes, I’m someone from the u.s, who has grown up with the idea that you don’t talk about someone’s weight, which I think, for the most part, is the polite thing to do. however I also understand that I only think that way bc I was brought up in a culture that condemns it. all of bts weren’t however, so I think the idea of demonizing jin for something he said in the context of his cultural norm that has been reinforced for the past almost twenty-five years of his life is a bit ethnocentric. I of course don’t think weight should be picked at, bc weight jokes just aren’t funny to me, but I also don’t think placing your ideals onto bts as if they’ve grown up with the etiquette of western society is the correct thing to do either. plus, this has been said a million times already, but if they’re going to call jin a pig for fun, then they should expect it back themselves, and jin even apologized in the end, even though they never do, bc again, they are friends, and we should trust them with their boundaries that we only get to see from an outsider’s perspective.

Category 2, number 13: “Best friend’s younger sibling who suddenly got hot” sex

@lamenart I definitely lied. There are now 3 parts to “the one where Mari and Viktor meet years before he meets Yuuri, and they become penpals” AU.

[Part 1]

PART 2 OF 3 

Katsuki, Mari <katsumar@yahoo.co.jp>
to Nikiforov, Viktor

Been a while.

Heard you are going to finals. Please take care of my brother. Yuuri is excited to meet you . He’s been talking about it for years.


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So what have we learned today

Do NOT ‘convert’ anyone’s fic/story without first getting permission. Now after a simple search on Wattpad I found quite a few fics that were ‘converted’ from other fandoms, most without giving even a hint of the original author’s name. For example today with @blackleatherboots139 who converted many fics to Camren. Also note, I am not coming for the camren fandom I am simply using what I found and what happened today as an example, I am coming for any person that would dare copy someone’s work without permission.

Nevermind that if the author hasn’t explicitly told you yes that you shouldn’t even have converted their fic and posted it in the first place. If you aren’t even going to give them their due credit then you KNOW somewhere inside that what you did was wrong.

So here’s a PSA this goes for anything fan art, fan videos (including gifs you may have made and posted from a video that you did NOT make), fanfiction and anything you did not make originally. If you do not have permission from the original maker of that content then you should under no circumstances try to copy it and pass it off as your own. Someone put a lot of work into those words or into every stroke of that art or editing needed for that video and you changing a few details like a character’s name or a change of colors DOES NOT GIVE YOU THE RIGHT to take that content and then try and pass it of as your own.

And no putting the word ‘Converted’ on a story still DOES NOT give you that right unless you have gotten permission AS WELL AS given credit to the original content creator. I cannot stress that enough because what I have seen today truly baffled me. Over 89 fics on Wattpad alone copied and ‘converted’ from clexa and shoot and bechloe and glee and supercorp and hollstein and many other fandoms I’m sure. 

THIS IS NOT OK WITHOUT THE ORIGINAL CONTENT MAKER’S PERMISSION if it was ok sites like wattpad and ao3 and ff.net and Youtube and Tumblr would not have an option to report this as theft. 

One of my friends was so upset by the blatant thievery of their hard work that they thought of deleting their stories. and YES this is a form of THEFT and NO i’m not being dramatic but I am quite angry. 

And you know the excuse I heard? “Well other people do the same thing…” Now I know this is cliche but, if someone jumped off a cliff would you do it as well? Guess what those people that also do this? They are also in the wrong. The fact that they also do it does not make it right it simply means they have yet to get caught and reported. 

Just because what you converted/copied was fanfiction or a fan art or a fan video does not make it any less of a problem than if you outright copied copyrighted work from a book or an ad on Tv etc…

Me, But Happy (Jughead x Reader)

Based on lines from “Me, But Happy” by Neil Hilborn

I would like to thank you, personally, for always making me feel like I’m the King of the Pope of the whole world.

You ran through the forest clearing, chasing after your friend, Jughead. You’d just mourned over the demolishment of the Twilight Drive-In, giving a big middle finger to capitalism by spray painting yours and his initials on the building walls. A last testament to your love of the place. When you’d both heard about its demolishment, you were heartbroken. But running through the forest with Jughead, sirens of the Riverdale police in the distance, you began to laugh. What the drive-in created for you two, you would rebuild again. You knew it.

I wanna thank you for making all the love songs mean something again.

You cruised down the country road, Jughead in the passenger seat of your convertible. The warm breeze ruffled your hair, sunset in the distance painting the sky with passionate colors. The radio began to play “Make You Feel My Love” by Bob Dylan. Under his breath, in his smooth, tenor voice, Jughead began to sing along. You’d never heard Jughead sing before. You felt a smile grow on your face.

“Go to the ends of the earth for you, to make you feel my love,” Jughead sang the last line of the song with a content smile.

Suddenly, a song that was once blasé and trite to you was a song you wanted to hear over and over again, until the end of time. As long as Jughead was singing it.

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dan and phil play what would you do if: a summary

danandphilgamesDILEMMAS i feel personally attacked thanks phil

they credited jack’s video aw

they didn’t need to do that but philly loves crediting people

phil’s example includes a badger of course

the brown vs black circle debate

“we’re learning things about each other and you’re learning things about us” i’ll be shocked if you find anything you don’t know about each other tbfh

the firearm question… wow okay

“hey there mister philly, what’ve you got yourself an illegal weapon for? planning on doing some sneaky shooting?” cue the multitude of policeman!dan aus

dan tear your eyes away from him

actually don’t i’ve missed this

“i’d put it in a cloth bag without touching it with my own hand, so there’d be no fingerprint, then they’d know i didn’t touch it… unless i did touch it then wiped it down and then did that… but they wouldn’t know that” well phil did say we’d learn more about them… he’s thought about this to a great extent before

“this sounds like something you’ve thought through” dan and i on the same wavelength

“life isn’t grand theft auto, guys” - phil lester 2k17

‘what would you do if the house you are in is on fire?’ “i mean it would be very good for your username” phil ever the optimist

“we don’t have pets, stop rubbing it in game”

“i feel like because the internets watching i have to say i’d save everyone but me”

dan’s array of accents is always lovely

phil got about five hours sleep the night before the boy needs an early night

“what is a pervy stuff?” first of all mister english degree, flawless grammar usage and secondly dan’s reaction represents all of us

“as pervy as you want mate, time has stopped…. as long as you don’t leave a trace” the wholesome howell branding has completely disappeared

phil discussing going into a locker room whilst time has stopped… i wonder which gender he has in mind

if any at all

the dimple is looking particularly gorgeous today

dan knows phil like the back of his hand and is insistent that phil would actually do the pervy stuff

wake up people wake the hell up

phil is now obsessed with pervy stuff and is making up his own option

have fun with that, smut writers

dan is spiritually always stuck in sewers

“i believe there are mutant crocodiles beneath london” - again, phil lester 2k17

“phil would lick a foot rather than stay somewhere for three months, that’s what we’ve learnt”

of course dan gets a question about his dead best friend

and the trend of killing phil apparently is still a thing,,,, remember that video

“it’s actually dan and fernando games” phernanado looks weird so i used fernando ok fight me

“i’m not fernando. ask me something fernando wouldn’t know” // “i mean you’ve been fernando the entire time…” // “oh”

phil’s weird tongue laps

great description kirsten truly you have a gift

don’t mind me roasting myself

back to the video

“that means i can use my real voice now…. continue the friendship daniel” // “bye mate” yet phil cannot use his real humour as fernando,,, abolish the innocent branding bc it’s one thing u ain’t

“bestselling novel, yes mate” // “is that your next book?” i’d kill for dan to write a novel i really would like he jokes about it but nah i’d be all over that shit

“dan and fernando games, thumbs up if you want it to continue” // “rebranding incoming” joe dare he joke about it

the ripped skinny jeans and glitter nail polish are the true rebrand here

“i like sitting down”

dan’s facial expressions in this video are absolutely extraordinary i love him

daniel trump

“phillu…” // “yassu”

“yes punch me dad” can dan go a single video without calling something or someone dad

i wonder if he calls his own dad dad that would be weird by this point right

if dan became a spider….. that’s definitely going to be a fic by the end of this week

spies instead of flies same

dan’s deep speech

“spiders only live for like a week…” // “ideal”

phil’s logical reasoning i’m living

the word orgasm comes into the mix and dan’s clocks slows right down and he’s thinking all manner of things look at him

dan you’re on camera stop thinking of either you or phil climaxing in space

or both of you

i’m not here to judge nor am i a mind reader



phil would film himself moonwalking in space and upload it

like he needs the views


“that’s such a laddy answer”

p a r t y b o y s

“that’s some mark of oxin shiz”

“what, you’re going to incinerate me???” // “definitely”

you can tell who said what in that last quote pair i’m laughing

phil’s question is about living with a monkey but he already lives with a clingy creature does he not

“no i’m not having sex with a monkey!”

“i would spoon a monkey, for sure” phil i have many questions, oh so many questions

dan describing the options in detail is extremely interesting if you think about it

“… or just once a month, spank the monkey” what beautiful imagery dan thank you so much for killing any fic inspiration anyone had

phil is going to extreme lengths to argue against banging a monkey

“i would spoon the monkey, watch some game of thrones, and then go to bed in separate rooms”

and now dan won’t leave the spanking of the monkey alone

fucking hell the tension i can feel it through the camera

“no monkey sex!”

“you guys are alright out there… mostly”

“that was an emotional rollercoaster” you said it danny boy

i feel like i do know so much more about phil

whether or not that is a good thing i am still debating

“no please god no that was traumatising” dan actively trying to stop people requesting another video

he knows that just spurs people on it’s been years now

“we’ll see you next time if you come back after that monkey question”

please nobody write that fic i’m begging you please please don’t



i wonder who edited and added the annotations for this video hm i have no clue

this was a mistake

eventful to say the least

Kian Lawley: Break up explanation

You and Kian broke up January of 2016 and got back together June of 2016. You guys had never explained why you broke up but deciding to film a Q&A for your channel you knew that it might come up.

“Hello, my sexy people!” You shouted to your Camera watching as Kian walked over plopping down next to you. “As you guys know I have been dating Kian for awhile now and we decided we would do an AskKianandN/Y. These questions have been coming in hot and I think this we’ll be a good video…hopefully.” You said with a smile as Kian wrapped his arms around you pulling you towards him.

Both of you grabbed your phone’s, scrolling through the tag. “I convinced her last minute, you guys are welcome, to accept all sorts of questions so if you ask us anything dirty, it might be in the video,” Kian said while doing the crab face.

Juniormuderer, what a…creative name, asks how often do you hide N/Y makeup?” You read looking at Kian.

“See this is only a question because you tweeted it. I’ve only done it once and it’s because we were going on a date and I wanted her to have a natural look. She’s so comfortable around me and our friends with a basic look but when we go on dates or film videos she changes her entire face. Which before you guys say anything, it’s not for me. I know she does it because it makes her comfortable, sometimes she does it because her insecurities get in the way and I want to prove to her how beautiful she is and how much I love her.”

“Thank you, Kian for writing a novel about why you hid my makeup.” You spoke, he rolled his eyes leaning in, giving you a kiss.

“N/YISMYMOM asks where is one place you want to go with the other?” Kian read from his phone. "I want to take her to Paris, I also want to go to Paris so it would be a win/win.“

"I want us to go to Italy, Rome specifically.” You started, “I have a list of places I’d want to go, Kian would just be a bonus to take along.” You answered. 

“AshleyCaylen asked, how often do you have sex.” Kian read before you could read yours, a smirk on his face. You could feel your cheeks heating up. "I won’t give a specific number but just know I had to make a condom run yesterday.“ He said as he bit his lip looking at you.

"I already want to stop filming.” You started as Jc came and sat down. 

“For proof, I had to stop vlogging because it happened twice yesterday.” He added before rushing off when you reached for him. “Don’t even think about editing it out!” He yelled as he ran up the stairs.

“Why did you and Kian break up for five months then get back together Emileen asked.” You read biting your lip, “ Are we answering questions about our break up?” You asked, he nodded.

“We got back together because I love her and the five months that we were taking a break, not broken up, I realized that I was an idiot but I didn’t want to be with someone else so I begged and begged her to work it out with me and that’s what we tried to do and we were successful,” Kian explained to everyone, you rolled you eyes looking at him.

“We were broken up Kian, you wanted a break and I was like no bitch, I’ll bleep that out, and was like we’re not together anymore.” You fixed, you gave him a smile squishing his face in your hands. “But I accepted your sorry and now we’ve been together for nine months because it’s March!” You said loudly. 

“Since we’re on a roll, Yamayra asked why did we break up.” Kian read. He looked down not wanting to open the topic back up for the audience to react to but it was bound to happen.

“So Kian filmed a video with Andrea while we were together and at the time I hadn’t really thought about it because to me he can film with whoever he wants. The video got uploaded and I thought the title was clickbait but for all of you who watched the video you can tell that it wasn’t, then I saw her video and let’s just say I was upset but I thought it would be whatever but people started to get to me and I got overwhelmed with the feedback." 

"It was sort of a dick thing, I mean, yeah it didn’t mean anything but the fact that I didn’t talk to her about it before I decided Andrea and I were going to kiss made it a little weirder and I get why she broke up with me,” Kian explained, thinking of the argument and how everything escalated into what it turned out to be.


You and Kian sat on opposite sides of the couch, not talking. It had been like this all day and it had gotten to the point where Jc left because he could feel the tension in the room. Kian kept glancing over at you though you weren’t paying him any attention you could still feel his glances.

“Can you please talk to me?” Kian asked pausing the movie. You stopped, turning to look over at him. “I don’t know what I did or why you suddenly started to shut me out but you can talk to me.”

“I think it’s best if I work it out myself.” You told him, you went to look back down at your phone bu Kian reached over, taking it.

“Well at least tell me what the problem is, I want to know what’s going in that head of yours.”

“I don’t know if we should continue to be together.” You said you couldn’t take it back, you couldn’t look at him, you looked down at your hands but he held your chin, making you look at him.

“Why? You’ve had to of been thinking about this for a while.” He spoke, he turned your body that way you were facing him.

“You and Andrea…the videos-” You started but he stopped you.

“Are you serious, it’s January, those videos were put out almost four months ago.”

“Let me talk Kian, you kissed her and got in bed wrapped up with her…I don’t know what happened after the cameras got turned off. You..you kissed her and then you guys stopped and did it again, did you ever think of I felt or what I thought when I saw it?”

“It was for a video if it bothered you so much then why are you now just bringing this up?”

“Because I’m not good with feelings, if you watched me kiss another guy for a video you would be mad would you or would you not, and you don’t just kiss someone like that it not mean anything, ” You told him, arms crossed.

“Ye, but I told you I was filming with Andrea.” He retorted quickly,

“Filming, not kissing. Kian, I don’t care that your friends or if you want to film with her but you kissed her, you had this smile on your face as if you missed her or wanted her and I can’t help how I feel and I’m sorry.”

“This is a prank right, you told Jc and that’s why he left and now you have a camera hidden somewhere right?” He smirked standing up to grab his phone. “I’m calling Jc." 

"Unbelievable Kian, not everything is a joke, not everything is for youtube.” You answered, your face heating up as he grabbed his phone. You shook your head looking at him, “I’m going home.” You finished as you grabbed your shoes.

“Yep, I’ll see you tomorrow.” He called out, but he didn’t, he didn't see you for three days until he came over. You answered your door, wanting to close it in his face but you were mature, you could handle the situation like an adult.

“I didn’t know you were serious.” Kian started, “I thought that…that you were just joking about wanting to break up.” He continued. “It was just a video….the kiss was just some dumb kiss and it didn’t mean anything.

"That isn’t the point Kian, the point is you did something and it hurt me and I pushed these feelings down because I was scared you’d be mad at me but when I brought it up you made me feel as if my feelings were inferior.” You spoke as he stepped forward. 

“I get that now and I’m sorry.” He started grabbing your hand to pull you closer. “If I could go back and not do that video I would but I can’t and I’m sorry.”

“I just…I can’t be with someone who pushed my feelings aside like that.” You tried, “I care about you Kian and I get that we make mistakes but there’s some that are hard to forget about.”

“Can’t we just take a break? I’ll give you space to figure everything out.” He mumbled not wanting to let you go, you shook your head retracting your arm.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea Kian, just a breakup…that’s what I want.” You told him, and that’s what you got for six months.


“I hated it,” Kian mumbled laying his head back on the couch pulling you closer to him. “Never break up with me again okay, I won’t do anything to make you want to leave me ever again.” He finished pulling you in for one last kiss before you waved at the camera giving yourself a reminder to edit whatever this was out.


I don’t want to add my opinion into this massive shitstorm because all of this is becoming a little too much for me and I can’t take it…..

But I at least have to say this. 

Sean did not backstab Felix. 

If acknowledging the fact that your friend messed up, while still being there for them, is backstabbing, then….you may need to look up what a friend is. 

Now if Sean just straight up denounced Felix and completed separated himself from him, then that’s a whole other story, but that’s not what happened. Sean stood by his word that Felix was a decent person who messed up and now has to face the consequences, whatever they are. He even said that he was still there for him. I can see how some might see that as him “throwing Felix under the bus”, but…..if your friend messes up, you can’t ignore it like that. You just can’t. It’s a tough situation to be in. 

Yes, I understand that he didn’t go enough into the media side of it in the video, but enough people have covered that topic pretty well, and he wasn’t defending what they did exactly. He was saying that the media could do what they did, which doesn’t mean he agrees with it (and he doesn’t). You can understand something but not agree with it. For some reason, that’s hard for people to understand….

Could he have elaborated more and been clearer on that? Yes, of course, that would have helped a lot, but making a perfect video that perfectly explains everything you want to say is damn near impossible. If you’re someone who hasn’t watched a lot of his videos, or you already don’t like him, it’s easy for you to misinterpret this as him being “too lenient” on the media. And I get that, because he focused more on Felix than the media, it looks like he’s taking sides. The “wrong” side. 

You don’t always have to take a side. Not every “fight” requires you to take a side. And if you don’t choose, it doesn’t mean you’re abandoning someone or you’re too afraid. Being able to see and understand both sides, and acknowledge the faults in both without needing to declare one a “winner”, is not a bad thing. And it doesn’t mean that you can’t still be there for one of the sides. 

And before you say it, I have watched Sean for a while and it is possible I’m biased because of it. But if I see someone mess up no matter who it is, I will speak up about it. Sean has made mistakes in the past, I know he has, but sharing your balanced opinion is not a mistake. So I’m going to defend him. 

Of course, I’m just a person on the internet, so what do I really know about the situation, but I could say the same to you: You can’t tell someone how they should react to something. Felix hasn’t said anything on the matter yet, if at all, so we don’t know how he reacted to this. From Sean’s tumblr post last night, I would like to think that Felix didn’t react as harshly as some other people did. 

And to those people, I say: Back. Off. 

Opinions exist for a reason, so allow people to share theirs and don’t try to force them to change it.

I’m not trying to start something, but I woke up this morning to Sean’s tweets saying that he regretted his video, and it broke my heart. I was so proud of Sean for saying what he did– for proving that you can be a good friend while also saying that your friend made a mistake– but then everyone took it way too far and started oversimplifying things and making generalizations. That’s not okay, and I won’t stand for that.

You can’t bully someone into retracting an opinion that they believe in. 

Just stop it.


And Sean (@therealjacksepticeye), I’m sure I’m not the only one who is here for you if you need it. Your opinion is not wrong, and people can’t pressure you to change it like this. 

We’re here. 

(I know I didn’t address everything, but I don’t feel like writing a novel. I’m also so tired of this, and I want it all to end.)

History (G.D)

Summary: This is based off the song History by Olivia Holt. Reader realizes she’s still in love with her ex boyfriend Grayson, so she breaks up with her boyfriend. (I’m shit at summaries so sorry guys!) 

Word Count: 1859

Warnings: None.

A/N: I don’t know if any of you guys listen to Olivia Holt, but this is one of my favorite songs by her. I was jamming to it last night & thought it would be a pretty cute imagine idea. If you haven’t heard this song before I recommend listening to it before you read. Also guys feel free to give me feedback! If it’s complete trash please feel free to tell me! But anyways, I hope you guys enjoy!

* Flashbacks are in italics *

( “Y/B/N” is your boyfriend’s name. “Y/EXB/N” is your ex boyfriend’s name. )

Originally posted by dolan-writing

Sorry, I don’t really see this workin’ out
It’s nothin’ you did
I just can’t do this right now
No easy way to say this and I don’t know how
It’s nothin’ ya’ did
But here goes lettin’ you down 

“I don’t think I can do this anymore Y/B/N.” I said to my boyfriend, who I’m about to break up with, and possibly break his heart. 

We’re were standing in the middle of my apartment, having another one of our arguments. Those seem to have been happening a lot lately. I can’t blame him though, because it’s my fault. I’ve been so distant with Y/B/N lately, not answering text, or calls, and I don’t even want to go out most of the time. So I don’t blame him for being upset with me, and after today I don’t blame him for hating me either. 

We’ve been dating for a 6 months now, things between us were going pretty well. Y/B/N was the kind of guy any mother would dream of their daughter dating. He treats me well, my friends like him, my parents like him, so why am I breaking up with him?

“This is about him isn’t it?” “This is about Grayson?” Y/B/N asked searching my face for an answer. I couldn’t look at him. I knew I had hurt him. “Y/N tell me!” Y/B/N yelled, causing a tear to escape down to your cheek. I didn’t know what to say. I cared about Y/B/N I did. I didn’t love him, but I did care about him. But I knew I couldn’t keep dragging him along, while knowing there was no way I could love him the way he wants me to love him when I’m still in love with my ex. I tried the words to speak, but nothing I say could make this sound any better.

“Y/B/N, I’m sorry I-” I began, but he cut me off. “Save it!” was all he said before grabbing his bag and heading out the front door.  

Baby, you’re so perfect
But he’s the perfect one for me
I know that you’re worth it
But somethin’ ‘bout him gets to me
Gets to me, all I need
Plus, we got history

I thought I had moved on when I met Y/EXB/N, I thought I was over him. No matter how hard I tried to force myself to believe that I was over him, deep down I knew I wasn’t. I was still in love with Grayson Dolan. Grayson was perfect for me.

Grayson knew everything about me, he was the only person that really seem to get me. We had so many memories together. Everything reminded me of Grayson.

Every song that came on the radio reminded me of our jam sessions in the car. All the nights I spent tossing and turning in bed, I would think about how Grayson would always take me for a late night drive whenever I was stressed or couldn’t sleep. I thought about all the deep conversations we use to have while we drove around. Talking about everything and anything, and how he would love to keep his hands on my thigh, giving them a gentle squeeze every now and again. 

Every time I ate pancakes it reminded me of how Grayson would always attempt to make his infamous banana pancakes, and how Ethan would always call him out for how disgusting they were.

* Flashback *

“No one wants to eat your shit pancakes!” Ethan shouted rather annoyed at how Grayson always tries to make them every morning.

“My pancakes are not shit Ethan! There good!” shouting back defending his “masterpiece recipe”.

“Y/N, can you please tell your boyfriend how shitty his pancakes are!” Ethan yelled before making gagging sounds being the extra boy that he is.

“You like my pancakes right, babe?” Grayson ask, setting down a stack of banana pancakes in front of me.

“You’re pancakes are pretty shitty babe.” I said, pushing the plate away from me, which made Grayson hang his down and fake cry.

“But I appreciate the effort!” I said kissing his cheek, causing a smile to appear on his face.

* End Of Flashback *

I used to love him, he used to love me
Yeah, we go way, way, way, way back
We love, love, love like that                                                                       Now, I still love him, and he still loves me                                               Yeah, we go way, way, way, way back                                                         We love, love, love like that

I walked into my room, and all the memories came flooding back. This was where he first told me he loved me, and I told him I loved him back. This was where we shared our first few intimate moment.

I remember filming a video with the boys in my room. We did the “My GF Does My Make Up” tag, but in this case it was “My GF Does Mine and My Twin Brother’s Make Up” tag. I let out a laugh remembering how hideous the boys looked. They’re attractive as guys, but they didn’t look so cute as a girl.

I loved Grayson, and Grayson loved me. There was nothing anybody could say to make us think otherwise. I sat on my bed with my legs curled up to my chest. I thought about everything. When we first met, our first date, every argument we had, everything. The timeline of our relationship just kept playing in my head.

I decided to take a shower, and head out to pick up some lunch. I turned on the water, and climbed in letting the warm water hit my body.

I didn’t feel like dressing up, so I put on a pair of leggings, and walked towards my dresser to find a sweater. I opened the top drawer, and a green sweater at the bottom of the pile caught my eye. I pulled out the sweater, immediately recognizing the scent. Gucci cologne with a hint of mint. The scent I’ve always loved. This was Grayson’s favorite sweater, so of course he protested a little when I decided to “burrow” it. He didn’t mind too much, because he always loved when I wore his clothes, especially if he got to take it off of me later. I blushed at the thought of Grayson’s hands on my body. I missed his touch. He knew how to make me feel good. He knew how to love me.

I didn’t know I felt the way I did before
It’s nothin’ I did
Now, I guess I’m sure
It’s like we never really ever closed that door
It’s nothin’ we did
But, now, our hearts want more

I was sitting in the restaurant waiting on my order, so I can go home and finish up some homework. I suddenly remembered that it was Tuesday, which means the boys were posting a video today. Even though me and Grayson broke up, I never stopped watching their videos. I never watched them when Y/EXB/N was around, but I was still subscribed to their channel and I watched and liked every single one.

“Grayson are you single?” Ethan asked, reading off one of the questions. The boys did another Q&A video this week, and it’s probably one of my favorites.

“Yes, I’m single.” Grayson answered, and I let out a breathe I didn’t even know I was holding. I mean of course I would be happy for him if he was in a relationship, but I’m kind of glad he’s not, because maybe that means we can have another chance.

“He’s still in love with Y/N? Aren’t you Gray?” Ethan teased. My eyes went wide, and replayed that part back about 5 times, making sure I heard it correctly. Grayson was still in love with me? After all this time he still loved me?I couldn’t help but smile at the thought.

When we broke up, it was more of a mutual thing. We both know it wouldn’t work out. With me in college, and him being away on tour, there was no way it would work. We would never see each other, and with the time zone difference it was hard for us to keep in touch with each other. When it was morning for him, it was night time for me. Whenever I had free time, he would be busy with rehearsals, a show, or meet and greets. There was no way for us to make it work, so we just decided to end things. Sitting here I realized that I regret agreeing to that, we could’ve found a way. We could’ve made it work. But it’s not to late. He still loves me, and I still love him, we can make it work again. We can be together again, and be happy like before. There wasn’t anything standing between us this time. I needed to get Grayson back.

“Y/N!” I heard the server called my name. I walked over to the counter paid for my order. I grabbed my food, and started heading towards the door. I pulled out my phone, scrolling until I found Grayson’s number. I went to his name and clicked on the message icon, and started typing a message to Grayson.

I was too focused on my phone, that I didn’t watch where I was going, causing me to bump into someone. 

“I’m sor…” I paused when my eyes met a familiar pair of hazel ones. My heart was in my throat, and I wanted to say something, but for some reason nothing was coming out. 

“Y/N? How are you? How ha-” I didn’t let Grayson finish his sentence. I dropped everything that was in my hand, grabbing the sides of his face and crashed my lips onto his. Our lips connected, moving in sync. His lips had the familiar taste of coffee, and mint. A combination I never knew I could miss so much. He pulled away from the kiss and rested his forehead on mine. 

“I missed you so much Y/N!” Grayson said, before placing a kiss on my forehead. He pulled me closer, and wrapped his arms tightly around me. I missed his hugs so much.

“I’m never letting you go again!” “I love you Y/N” Grayson said, not letting me go from his embrace.

Originally posted by couplenotes

Now, I still love him, and he still loves me
Yeah, we go way, way, way, way back
We love, love, love like that

“Our fans ship us.” (Grayson)

Requested by @its-me-actual-trash​: “an imagine where y/n is a youtuber as well and her and the boys collab and after it is uploaded all the fans are shipping her and one of the boys (either one) and they confess their feelings for each other”


I wrote one with sort of the same idea with Ethan a while back, so this one will be with Grayson. :)


“(Y/N), please come collab with us. We haven’t filmed with each other in such a long time, our fans are starting to miss you on our channel.” Grayson text you on afternoon.

“My viewers have been saying the same thing.” You said.

“So, what do you say?” Grayson asked.

“I have meetings all morning, but I should be done by noon. How about I come over afterwards, and we can film for both of our channels. Sound good?” You asked.

“Sounds perfect. I’ll let Ethan know the plans. See you later. :)” He replied. You put your phone back on the charger and finished getting ready for the day.

The entire morning, while in your meetings, you were distracted. You kept thinking about the twins and trying to come up with a video idea. You were excited to finally film with them again. Once your meetings were all over, you headed home and changed into a more casual outfit. Once you were dressed, you fixed your hair and your makeup and headed off to the twins’ place.

“(Y/N)! You’re here!” Ethan said to you when he opened the door.

“Hey.” You said with a smile as he pulled you in for a hug.

“Grayson is doing his hair.” Ethan said.

“We should probably get comfortable, that’ll probably take a while.” You laughed.

“I’ll be out in a minute.” Grayson called from the bathroom.

“Sure you will.” You said as you took a seat on the sofa. You and Ethan sat in the living room and exchanged small talk while you waited on Grayson. 

“Okay, I’m ready.” Grayson said as he walked into the living room. 

“Finally. We were starting to fall asleep waiting on you.” Ethan said. 

“Whatever. Let’s just get to filming.” Grayson laughed.

You ended up spending pretty much the rest of the day over with the twins, filming and having a good time. You filmed the video for their channel, and afterwards, you filmed the video for your channel. Once you finally finished filming, you took your memory card out of the camera and put it back in your purse and started to get ready to leave.

“Leaving so soon?” Grayson asked when he noticed you gathering your things.

“Why? Do you want me to stay?” You asked with a sly smile on your face.

“Well, we’re not doing anything for the rest of the night. so if you wanna hang out, or something, we wouldn’t mind.” Grayson said awkwardly.

“(Y/N), please say yes before he malfunctions.” Ethan joked as he finished putting away the cameras.

“Okay, yeah. I can hang out.” You said. You spent the rest of the night with them, listening to music, eating junk food and just having a good time. It had been such a long time since you’d hung out with the twins like this and you missed it.

* * *

It was finally Tuesday, which means it was the day that the twins upload. You had worked out an upload time so both of the videos would go up at the same time. You finished up your editing and uploaded it, scheduling your post for noon so it would be up on time.

Once the video was up and posted, you tweeted out the link with your weekly hashtag, followed and retweeted a some fans. You spent about an hour online, interacting with your fans, and after the spam had died down, you ended up falling asleep.

You were woken up a couple hours later from a knock on your door. You answered the door and saw Grayson standing on your porch.

“Gray, what are you doing here?” You asked with a yawn.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Did I wake you? I shouldn’t have come here unannounced. I’ll come back another time.” He said as he started to walk off.

“Grayson, wait. It’s fine. Come in.” You said.

“No, you should get back to sleep.” He said.

“If I sleep any longer, I wont sleep tonight, now come in.” You said sternly. He gave you a shy smile and walked in. “Can I get you anything?” You asked as he sat on the sofa.

“No, I’m fine. I actually just wanted to talk to you.” He said as you sat next to him.

“What’s up?” You asked.

“So, I’ve been reading the comments on our new video, and tweets from fans on my timeline, and our fans ship us.”

“What?” You asked, confused. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and handed it to you. 

“Here, just see for yourself.” He said. You scrolled through the screenshots he’d taken on his phone of tweets of screen grabs and gifs of you and Grayson.

“Wow, I ship Grayson and (Y/N) so hard.”
“I’ve been shipping them since they first collabed, I need them to date already.”

“Wow, your fans are very vocal.” You said awkwardly.

“Yes, very.” Grayson laughed.

“So, is that the only reason you came over, or is there an underlying message to you showing me these?” You asked.

“Well, there is sort of an underlying message.” He admitted. “(Y/N), we’ve been friends for a good while, and every time we’ve hung out, it’s been an absolute blast. I really like you. More than I thought I ever would.” He explained.

“Oh really? I couldn’t tell by that awkward plea for me to hang out with you the other night.” You joked.

“(Y/N), I’m trying to be serious here. But this is so awkward for me. I’m not good when it comes to talking about feelings.” He said.

“Grayson, look. This doesn’t have to be an awkward conversation. I like you too. And I have for a while. I enjoy hanging out with you, you make happy, and you make me laugh harder than anyone I’ve ever spent time with. I’m honestly glad that everyone’s been saying this because I was worried that if we ever did dated, that all hell would break loose, but now that I’ve gotten sort of a seal of approval from your fans-” Just then, your words were interrupted by Grayson’s lips pressed against yours.

“You talk too much.” He said when he pulled away.

“Sorry.” You laughed, kissing him again. “So, does this make us official?” You asked.

“As official as ever.” 

Not about angels ♡ Grayson

Request: ‘‘Hey I really like the way you write so I had to ask you to write this,can you write an imagine where your playing the piano and singing “not about angels” by birdy because you thought Grayson would be home later but he catches you and decides to record and post it bc he loves it so much,so yeah just a lot of fluff~Serina❤️❤️😍😘please and thank you 😊 ‘‘

Word count: 1.327

We know full well there’s just time…
So is it wrong to toss this line?
If your heart was full of of love… could you give it up?

Your fingers were dancing on the keys of the piano as you softly sang the lyrics to one of your favourite songs: Not About Angels by Birdy. Today wasn’t the best day you had ever had and when you made music the worries on your mind just disappeared for a while. After singing a song or two you felt ten times better. You knew you weren’t a good singer, but that didn’t matter as long as you enjoyed singing, right? And most importantly; if there was no one watching or listening.

‘Cause what about, what about angels?
They will come, they will go, make us special
Oh oh oh oooh…
Don’t give me up

While you sing the rest of the lyrics and feel yourself getting more relaxed and more getting lost in the beauty of the song, you forget the world around you. When your boyfriend Grayson comes home, you don’t hear him entering the room and quickly grabbing his phone to record his beautiful girlfriend singing.  

It’s not about, not about angels,

‘Y/N…’ you hear an admiring voice coming from behind you. Just when you’re about to play the last notes of the song, you let your hands drop on the keys, causing a loud noise that fills the entire apartment. A little scared you jump up and gasp when you turn around, seeing Grayson standing against the doorway.

‘That was so beautiful,’ he compliments you as he walks up to you. ‘Oh my god no, it wasn’t,’ you snap at him. Immediately you feel a bit guilty. After all, he was just trying to be nice.

‘How long have you been standing there?’ You fold your arms against your chest stubbornly when Grayson tries to hug you. Instead he puts his big hands on your shoulders, smiling at your annoyed face. ‘Long enough to discover that you can sing! Why didn’t you tell me?’ He looked so genuine. Was he really not lying?

When you refuse to look at him he cups your face, which causes your cheeks to heat up. ‘There is nothing to tell you. That was terrible,’ you mumble, still looking at his chest. Grayson chuckles. You try to keep your arms together but Grayson, of course, was much stronger than you and puts them to the sides without any effort.

He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you closer. You let out a deep sigh when your face gets pressed to his chest, secretly sniffing up his scent. As always he smelled heavenly, and it wasn’t even his deodorant. ‘I guess we have different opinions about that, baby. But the last thing I want to do is argue with you, okay?’

He pulls back and lifts your chin with his thumb, your eyes finally meeting his. He leans in and softly presses a chaste kiss on your lips. And finally you allow yourself to give in. You were the one being bitchy, not Grayson.

You grab his neck hungrily but Grayson pulls back, leaving you wanting more. ‘Are you hungry? We could get pancakes,’ he tries changing the subject, stroking a hand up and down your back. You both chuckle when you suddenly hear a growling noise coming from your stomach. ‘Well, I guess I am.’


After you had turned off the shower and had wrapped one of Grayson’s big towels around your body, you grab your brush out of your toilet bag and start combing your hair. When you’re almost done untangling the knots, you hear a familiar song coming from Grayson’s bedroom.

It was Not About Angels. But this time it wasn’t Birdy that was singing it, but someone else. And it actually sounded pretty good. It takes a while before you realize it was you and you feel the irritation coming back from earlier today.

You could almost hear your heart skip a beat. No way Grayson had recorded it! Blood starts rushing through your veins when you throw your brush on the ground and run to the bedroom.

When you walk in you see Grayson standing in the middle of the room, looking down at his phone with a big, goofy smile. He looked so proud. ‘Grayson! Did you record me singing?!’ you ask, your voice ten times louder than normal. Grayson’s smile grows bigger when he nods and shows you his screen. ‘And posted it,’ he says excited.

‘You did what?!’ you ask slowly, emphasizing each word. Didn’t he understand what he just did? Of course everyone was going to comment funny things on that video, leaving you with the urge to go move to another planet. For good.

‘Grayson…’ you whine when you walk up to him, trying to grab his phone out of his hand. But of course, Grayson was much more taller than you and he sticks his arm in the air so you can’t reach it. You try grabbing his biceps to lower his arm, but that also didn’t work. ‘Gray…’ you pout with your sweetest voice.

Grayson’s smiling face turns serious. ‘Baby… Don’t be mad at me. Look at all those sweet comments the fans are leaving on the video! They absolutely love it. Don’t talk yourself down. You can sing and I don’t understand why you deny that.’ You frown your eyebrows as he shows you the screen, scrolling through the comments.

You try to think of a good comeback, but he was right… Within a few seconds the comment section was filled with positive reactions and you couldn’t even notice one mean one. You bite your lip and look at him; he had a triumphant smile on his face. With a sigh you let your shoulders hang, ending your actions to take the phone from him.

‘Okay, maybe you’re right. If you really think it’s that good, just leave it then,’ you say, still not sure if it was a good idea. ‘Yes! God, you’re so stubborn Y/N,’ he laughs and puts his phone away. You roll your eyes but can’t help but grin a little.

‘Baby, have I ever lied to you? Do you really think I would post that video if I didn’t think that it was amazing?’ he asks. ‘No,’ you immediately respond. You didn’t even have to think about it; Grayson would never lie to you.

‘You’re my angel…’ he says with an amorous voice, obviously referring to the song. Before you know it, Grayson pulls you against his body, sending electric shocks down your spine. He cups your face and puts his lips onto yours.

You gasp surprised and Grayson takes this as a chance to quickly slide his tongue between your dry lips. You pull him closer to deepen the kiss, wanting to taste all of him.

He then kisses both of your cheeks and starts slowly trailing down to your neck and naked shoulders, leaving wet kisses there. With a quick movement he lowers the towel and throws it on the bed, leaving you butt ass naked. ‘Grayson,’ you object as you try to cover yourself, but he runs his lips down your breasts and squeezes your butt.

The rest of your sentence gets stuck in your throat when you let out a soft whimper. You feel Grayson smirking against your stomach and your shaky hands grab his scalp, trying to find a hold on since your legs felt like jelly.

Grayson gets down on his knees and puts his warm hands on your thighs, pressing a sweet kiss on your left hip. Your whole body was on fire and you didn’t want him to stop, despite your objection. ‘You’re my angel,’ he repeats whispering. Grayson puts his chin on your stomach and looks up to your face, meeting your eyes. ‘And I’m going to show you heaven.’



hear me out. There’s something strange going on, and it’s on Mark’s channel
People have their suspicions but I don’t know how people Havent seen this

Mark has been playing Alot of horror games lately right? No big deal right?
But look at some of the titles, usually mark puts the title of the game in the title so for him to put messages saying"greetings" or “play time” is just straight up weird.

I have two suspicions, it’s either mark is introducing red man soon,or we’re witnessing the return of darkiplier.
If you take the titles with no mention of the games mark is playing,you get a message

“Greetings,I found you… going home. Play time”
This could also be read as
“Greetings, I found you going home. Play time”
Who is he talking about or should we ask…who is talking?

This leads me to my next notion. This is darkiplier or red man… I think this might be darkiplier because mark was playing video games related to horror…and the greetings in the beginning of the message is in darks character considering he is manipulative and would put up a formal manner…..but what leads me to believe it may be “red man” is the phrase “play time”….I don’t know about you but dark Doesn’t seem to “play with his food” he is manipulative and conniving yes,but he wouldn’t straight up say “play time ”(I may be wrong on this) also what could this possibly mean? If they are talking to mark, “going home?” Where is mark going? Are they talking about mark? Or are they talking about each other? What if this is a conversation? Maybe I’m digging too deep into this…..

Now look at the thumbnails….. Usually the thumbnails have correlation with the game..
Greetings is a video for a mouse simulator.
The thumbnail is a white figure smiling… creepily

This is what lead my suspicions to this theory in first place. What video did “greetings ” come after?
The very game red man originated from,in one of the paintings"red man" was painted white, so it would be strange for that white smiling figure to be in a thumbnail for a mouse simulator….
The next videos “ found you ” “going home” and “play time” all have similar thumbnails with a smiling creepy face… coincidence? I think not.

I’m thinking red man is coming….or with jack going to LA maybe they are planning something more with darkiplier and anti…
@markiplier I might be very very very wrong but I had to get this off my chest… BECAUSE OMG THE HYPE IM GOING THROUGH Edit: why is this still getting notes? It’s honestly a really stupid theory. Lol