i mean you don't have to be lovey dovey the whole time

miyakokurono  asked:

Hey, can I get a headcannon where MC and Zen are obviously Both trying to hide a beast but are both rather lovey dovey during the RFA after party. So how would the rest of the RFA react to them and how would they all deal with it? I understand if u don't want to answer but thank u anyways :)

Here’s a silly short one!


During the whole time, Jumin is just busying himself with others and being a good host. He approves of the relationship, but he doesn’t approve of the two of you going as far as possibly living together so quickly. Then again, it’s not his business… But did the two of you have to be practically hanging off of each other, having sex with your eyes? God, he thought it was bad with his Father, but the two of you are almost the same. At least the two of you are happy.

Yoosung is highkey jealous. He’s happy for the both of you, don’t get him wrong, but the way Zen is making those bedroom eyes and suggestive comments he thinks no one can hear- And you’re doing it too??? God, when is he going to get a girlfriend? At least he wouldn’t flaunt around like Zen was…Well, actually…

Jaehee is happy for the both of you, but is mildly worried the whole time that the two of you will do something that will cause the fan forums to be in an uproar. The sly gropes the two of you try to hide aren’t as hidden as you think, and she’s on edge with what may leak out. She has to pull herself together in the long- Did you two just slip into the back? Oh my god.

Seven is laughing the whole time and teasing a sore Yoosung. He’s only a bit jealous, because Mc was adorable, but he’s happy Zen has found someone. Does that mean he’s not holding back on teasing Yoosung, reminding him of his great crossdressing photos? N o. Yoosung might ignore him for a solid day, but it is worth it.

Mystery Valentine

based on this post

Marinette was completely expecting to spend Valentine’s Day alone, but things change when a secret admirer with a love of puns leaves her a mysterious box. [Chapter Two] [Chapter Three] [Chapter Four]

[Read on Ao3]

Chapter One

The door to the bakery seemed heavier than usual as Marinette grimly headed out for school on a particularly cold morning. Marinette glanced briefly at the paper hearts decorating the bakery windows. She had cut each valentine by hand, alternating between dreaming about Adrien, and cursing this lovey dovey season with each cut of the scissors. She didn’t always hate Valentine’s Day, she didn’t particularly hate it now, but the season of love could be quite discouraging when you were hopelessly crushing on your unobtainable classmate.

               Marinette was so consumed by her nonexistent love life that she didn’t notice the box sitting just outside the bakery door. Which was rather unfortunate because Marinette probably would have tripped over it even if she had seen it. And trip she did. She fell with a huff on the cold sidewalk, cursing whatever had caused her spill and gently checking that the sleeping kwami in her purse was okay. Marinette turned as she picked herself up and let out a squeak of surprise. The culprit of her fall was a large, once beautifully wrapped box. Thanks to her clumsiness the gold bow was now a sad pile of ribbon and the pink polka-dot wrapping paper was completely torn on one side.

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anonymous asked:

Jimin was sitting so close to Jungkook on the bus at one point in the BV episode that he might as well have just sat on his lap. 😂😂😂

At this point I am totally convinced that they were on a date and nothing can change my mind. Everything they did was so interpretively lovey dovey that I can’t deal. I mean, normally I would rewatch everything over and over and over and over and over again but I can’t even bring myself to do that this time because I don’t want my heart to die. 

It’s like all the fanfictions and fan theories came to life (literally. some of them did), down to the way they interact and acted around each other. And I bet most of you even dared to imagine that Jimin and Jungkook would sit like that with each other on the bus. They were so friggen gross the whole time (like ew. what was all that flirting? idfk care about how tan he got plz >.>) that I couldn’t even watch without cringing LOL 

And of course to finish it off, Park Jimin had to be super proud of his date with his mancake maknae and post commemorative photos and videos of it (who does that?) RIGHT AFTER THE EPISODE AIR LIKE ?!?!?!?!??! WHY WAS DIS SO IMPORTANT TO YOU BOI? 

…anyways. I am now satisfied. af. and this ship has transcended the boundaries of OTP  👌👌👌

anonymous asked:

I love your imagines there awsome. Can you make an imagine where kingsman has a masquerade ball and y/n wanted to go with eggsy but he already had a date with a girl who hated you and then u don't want to go but roxy gives you a makeover and when you go in the ball all eyes on you and eggsy can't take his eyes of her so he asks her to dance and after he takes her some where private and he takes of his mask then he kissed her she runs away comes but she got away so the next day he noticed her.

A/N: Aw thank you !!! Sorry this took so long to answer

“Today’s a new day! The sun is bright and early, the boys are off getting their suits fitted, and it is time to wake up!” Roxy jumped on your bed, causing you to groan.

“Go away, I’m not going.” You threw your pillow in the direction of her voice.

“Why not?” She stopped jumping and criss crossed on the bed. You sat up, squinting your eyes because the room was so bright with sunlight.

Every time a competition happened for the job as a kingsman occurred, a masquerade ball was held for the trainees to get to know each other and for those who needed to work on their ballroom etiquette to learn. One of these etiquettes was to learn how to ballroom dance. You were paired with Eggsy, and although you were both shy at first, you began to open up and you both were the top waltzers of the class. Your heart hurt to even think about it. The way he looked at you made you melt, making it a blessing he was the one leading you. He was so kind too, always asking if you needed to take a break to rest. He even kissed your hand each time he left lessons for the day.

So, when the time came for proposals to the ball, you jumped at the chance to ask Eggsy. However, your hopes were crushed as you watched him wrap his arm around Jennifer, a smile plastered on both of their faces, making your stomach churn. She hated you the second she had laid eyes on you, and you had no idea why. Looking at them so lovey-dovey hollowed out your body, making tears well up in your eyes. You decided then it was probably best if you didn’t go, to avoid the heartache of seeing them together.

“I don’t have a date.” You murmured, hiding your face in your hands.

“Eggsy didn’t ask you?”

“He’s going with Jennifer.”

“Oh, (Y/N)…. I’m so sorry. I know how much you liked him. However, that doesn’t mean you can’t go! Why let a bump in the road spoil your whole trip?” She pepped, grabbing your ankles and dragging your body off the bed. You squealed and laughed her, cheering up immediately.

“You might be right about that, but I have nothing to wear. I don’t even have my makeup bag. I gave it to Cheri for tonight.” You pouted, standing up.

   Roxy laughed dragging you toward the bathroom door, your feet dragging against the hardwood. “Don’t you worry about that. I have enough for the both of us. Now, get in that bathroom and let’s get you dolled up. We’re going to show that idiot what he’s missing.”

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“Roxy… I don’t know what to say.” You said, twirling around in the bathroom.

“Your dress is done, your hair is done, and we are surprisingly late.” She laughed. The time had passed so quickly as she had meticulously done your hair, making a braided crown around your head. At first, you objected to it, but after she began adding small, little flowers in the the crevices, you were taken aback at how beautiful it was. The dress she had picked out for you was extravagant to say the least, the cream colored gown flowing down your body like it was made just for you. You truly felt like a princess.

“Now, let’s get this mask on and go.” She hurried, snapping her mask on and then hurrying over to you with a cheesy smile on her face. She gently settled it so it was even on the bridge of your nose.

You looked in the mirror and gasped. The mask topped the whole thing, it’s simple venetian style and silver wiring was almost jaw dropping.

“Stop looking in the mirror! It’s time to go or else we’re going to miss the whole thing!” Roxy grabbed your wrist and pulled you long, you stumbling after her.

You laughed as she pulled you down the hallways. You felt great about yourself, and you deserved to have a good time, even if you weren’t with Eggsy.

So when the both of you finally reached the entrance to the ballroom, you straightened yourselves up to be presentable and walked in, poise and grace evident in your body language. You smiled at Roxy, who had already found her way to the food table where Charlie was, where you knew she was hoping to outsmart him and make him look like an idiot in front of his date.

You then felt a tap on your shoulder and turned around, only to see Eggsy, but Jennifer was nowhere in sight.

“May I have this dance?” He smiles, his hand outstretched waiting for your acceptance.

“Don’t you think you’re being a little sappy?” You chuckled as your face flushed.

“(Y/N)?” He called, his eyebrows raised in amazement.

“Y-No. I don’t know who that is.” You answered. You decided it was best for him to not know your identity, to leave your one dance with Eggsy as is and if Jennifer caught you dancing with him, you wouldn’t be caught.

“I could’ve sworn that was her… Sorry about that. My request still stands, though.” Eggsy nervously laughed.

“I accept, of course.” You joined in, your nerves being released with each little giggle that left you lips.

He took your hand gently and held it in his own, and soon, you were in the center of the dance floor, his body guiding you to the melody of the music. You felt like the world around you was melting, the violins drowning out, the people dancing around you fading. It was just you and Eggsy, the only thing keeping you from melting was the hand on your waist. It was a mesmerizing feeling, and you couldn’t get enough of it.

In fact, you hadn’t even notice that Eggsy had stopped dancing.

You waited for a signal, anything indicating what he may do next, but he must have felt what you did. He looked like he was in a trance, the look in his eyes mimicking yours. He then shook it off and smiled.

“Would you mind coming with me some place a little more private?” He murmured under his breath.

“ I’d love too.” You were nervous. Did he find out your identity? Was he mad?

You followed him through the crowd of people and exited the ballroom with him. You both walked down a maze of hallways in silence until he led you into a room made of windows, the view looking out into the wilderness and the stars. You were in shock. You had never seen a sky so clear.

“Eggsy, this is amazing! I feel like I could count every star in the sky.” You gasped, your hand pressed against one of the cool window panels.

“Yeah, pretty sweet, huh?” He laughed.

You soon felt a hand against your own and you turned around, only to be face to face with Eggsy, his mask off and his face even more handsome than ever.

“Now, Mystery Girl, who are you?” He whispered, reaching for your mask.

You flinched as you let him do it, but as soon as the mask fell to the floor, he laughed lightly.

“I knew it was you all along.”

He then inched in and closed the gap between you, his lips melting against yours. He smiled into the kiss and then pulled away, a beaming grin on his face.

You stood in shock. You couldn’t believe he actually kissed you. You loved it, of course, but was this relationship something you really wanted. Reality hit you like a ton of bricks as you began to duck out of his embrace, then running away from him, leaving your mask behind.

This was moving too soon too fast, and you thought you were ready for it, but you weren’t at all. You wanted to be in a relationship, but what if you got hurt?

But worse, what if you hurt Eggsy?

———————-

You woke up, your makeup still on your face and your hair still in its braided crown,although it was now lopsided. After your moment of cold feet, you ran to your room and threw on pjs and went to bed, not even caring about the rest.

You jolted when you saw a certain someone waiting at the foot of your bed, but he was asleep, his palm against his forehead. It wouldn’t have been cute if you weren’t trying to avoid him. You hoped you could leave without waking him, but as you moved your weight around, he jolted awake, a palm mark on his forehead.

Eggsy looked at you tiredly but then his conscious came back to him, his expression soon changing to one of hurt.

“Why’d you run away?”

You cringed. You were hoping he wouldn’t have been so straight to the point.

“I got scared. I like you, but I don’t know… I don’t want to hurt you.” You murmured, diverting your eyes away from him.

Eggsy smiled at you, “(Y/N), I’ll be the judge of that. Also, we only kissed. It wasn’t like I was asking you on a date.”

You blushed in embarrassment as Eggsy tried to correct himself, “Fuck, um that’s not what I meant. I wasn’t asking, of course, but it’d be nice, you know, if we did… date.” His nervousness was rather endearing and helped settle your own nerves.

You giggled as you reached for his hand and enlaced your fingers in his. “I think that’d be nice too.”

His eyes and mouth opened wide in response, his movements mimicking an excited puppy. You hid your smile under your palm as you watched his excitement , but then his face then flashed, like he remembered something.

“By the way, you left something.” He pulled your mask out of his pocket.

“Keep it. I’d rather you have it.” You smiled bashfully at him. It killed you to say such sappy stuff.

“And last night you called me corny.” He laughed. “Listen, I’ve gotta go, but I’ll see you in a little bit, ye?”

“That’d be nice.” You whispered.

He got up and kissed your forehead, murmuring “You’re so cute when you’re shy, which is like, all the time.”, under his breath before leaving the room.

You didn’t think those words were for you to hear, but it was flattering. You squealed excitedly at the comment. You thought about your future together, like where you could go on dates and different pet names. This was going to be an interesting run of things.

It seemed like a fairy tale, and to you, it really was.

anonymous asked:

Headcanons of the Russians (Victor & Yurio) teaching their s/o how to speak Russian? ((chuunibyurio: I'll be trolling your blog with asks hope u don't mind :3))

yee boii my little russian bbies <33

(( i don’t mind at all ! it makes me v happy ^.^ ))

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Victor

  • if his s/o suggested it he would agree in 0.01 seconds
  • is sUper enthusiastic about teaching them
  • watches with them with so much adoration when they’re trying to pronounce a word like he appreciates that you’re trying to get to know his culture sO much
  • chuckles anytime the word you’re trying to pronounce sounds weird
  • but nOT IN A MEAN WAY
  • in the ‘that sounded so cute you’re adorable ily’ way
  • v v patient with them
  • teaches them a lil at a time
  • does the basic phrases first
  • buT THEN IT’S ONTO ROMANTIC LOVEY DOVEY WORDS
  • it makes his heart flutter when he hears they say a romantic phrase for the first time
  • IF THEY USED THOSE WORDS IN BED HE WOULD BE A BLUSHING MESS and then proceed to nut
  • if they went and researched a cute lovey sentence before the next time he tried to teach them and then surprise him with it hE WILL TACKLE THEM IN THE BIGGEST HUG AND JUST CUDDLE THEM HE JUST WON’T LET GO BC HE’S JUST SO IN LOVE
  • finds it sO cute anytime they randomly blurt out some russian
  • like if they’re out in a park and they see a bird and they excitedly yell it out in russian he will just be like jodwHDWOAIDHWOI ‘MY PRECIOUS BBY IS SO CUTE’
  • to summarise he’s v excited about the whole situation

Yuri P

  • they’d have to ask him
  • he’d be like “huh????” for a few seconds
  • “you wanna learn russian?”
  • he’d contemplate for a bit bc he wasn’t sure if he could actually be a good teacher
  • “if you want to learn russian, why not go to a language school?”
  • “because i have a russian boyfriend ?”
  • he’d eventually agree
  • is actually v invested in their learning and comes with like reading material etc
  • acts more annoyed than he actually is every time they mess up several times in a row 
  • he doesn’t quit tho and only tries harder to help them understand
  • isn’t exactly one of those v excited v cheerful teachers but he’s supportive and is trying
  • when they improve he relaxes more bc he doesn’t totally suck as a teacher
  • smiles softly at them when they’re focusing on reading or something
  • is actually v touched that they want to learn russian and that they’re trying so hard
  • everytime they have a little study session he’s v gentle afterwards and offers to make them a hot chocolate or something to relax

anonymous asked:

Hiya! I'm a Hellenic Polytheist but I'm pretty much on the fringes of the community so I've been getting little snippets of the "Kemetics hate their gods" BS. While I think certain people are sticking their noses where they don't belong, the attitude towards the Kemetic Gods kind of baffles me? Do you mind explaining it to me, or directing me to a post/info-thingy so I might understand it better? Sorry if I'm being disrepectful/rude!

No worries, it’s not rude to ask questions if you’re genuinely curious :>

I’m not sure what exactly about our behaviour is baffling, so if you want to send me another ask to clarify that (if I don’t address it in this response), feel free to and I can expand upon that point specifically. I am not entirely well versed in Hellenic practices, so it doesn’t give me the best point of reference to see why it might be confusing.

So that being said, here’s a primer on how the whole god thing works in our pantheon.

FIrst off, it’s important to emphasize that there isn’t a unified Kemetic way of building relationships with the gods. There are some things that I do that other Kemetics would never do, and vice versa. Some Kemetics are incredibly formal and proper with their gods. Some Kemetics are not. Our community and it’s methods with the gods truly runs the gamut, and all of these methods are completely valid.

This is probably because the relationships in antiquity ran the gamut, too. On one level you’ve got the more formal writings about the gods, which are all about praising the gods, telling them how awesome they are, and more or less fluffing their feathers.

But on the flip side, you’ve got other texts and heka (magic, basically) pieces that show humans threatening the gods, claiming to be a god during certain rites, getting mad at them, etc.

And you’ve got stuff in between that that is all very lovey dovey and “I think the NTRW are awesome”, or other stuff that is like “why do you hate me gods, here are some offerings please stop making my life shit”.

It literally runs the full breadth of emotions and possibilities.

Furthermore, our religion doesn’t have a concept of hubris in it. Some may say that this is covered by ma’at, but it’s not explicitly so (ma’at is the core tenet of our faith, which is often defined as justice, truth, or more commonly by practitioners- balance). So there is nothing saying that you can’t threaten gods (as was done in antiquity), or get mad at them, etc. The only risk you run is that the gods will get mad at you and smite you. It’s a case of “get mad and threaten at your own risk”, which is pretty fair, imo.

For a more modern context, I think that most Kemetics treat the NTRW like family. Ofc, like I said above, there isn’t a unified way of viewing the gods, but I think that family is the most common. And just like with your human family, you can love them to bits and pieces, while still wanting to punch them from time to time. I think in many ways, the NTRW are very humanistic towards us, and so we often engage with them on a similar level as we would other humans. There isn’t a huge “thing” from our pantheon to enforce how small or insignificant humans are to the gods. If anything, the gods seem to push us to better ourselves (it’s part of ma’at), and treat us more like kids or siblings, etc. than anything else.

Perhaps other pantheons are more distant, or maybe other gods really like to emphasize that humans are tiny in comparison, but our gods don’t act like that on the by and large. Our gods seem to be more interested in finding common ground and supporting one another than anything else, which brings me back to that family metaphor above. And just like with family, sometimes it seems like everyone is at each other’s throats, or that the siblings must hate one another because they keep pulling each other’s hair or making horribad jokes at one another. But when push comes to shove, everyone comes together because deep down there is love between everyone even if it isn’t blatantly apparent.

I’m not sure if this helps at all? I know that a lot of people think our practices look weird, or childish, or “not serious enough”, but just because it might look that way to the passer by doesn’t mean that that’s the core of the experience. In many ways, Kemetics are very passionate about their gods, and that’s probably why so many of us are so riled up that the NTRW aren’t really fulfilling the duties that they’re supposed to (basing this off of two things: sources from antiquity, because the gods were supposed to do certain things as part of their job/role as gods, and second thing being: contracts. if you sign a contract, you’re supposed to uphold it. If a human can’t weasel out of the contract without repercussions, a god shouldn’t be able to, either).

While it may not seem so on the surface, I am passionate about helping our community, and helping the gods. Yeah, that means that I want to “force” them to fix their shit (pulling this because it’s what solo cited) in the same way that the gods forced me to fix mine. I want everyone to prosper, gods included. ANd we can’t do that if they’re not improving themselves and adapting to the modern times, too. I feel partially to blame, given that I helped to form the influx of devotees and new adherents which may have caused some of the issues that are playing out on the NTRW’s end, and I want to help as much as possible.

But at the same time, it’s really hard to ignore that my god couldn’t uphold his end of our contract. And it’s been really frustrating being caught in limbo because he seriously doesn’t have the resources to do anything. It’s not about being billy badass and showing the gods what’s what. It’s more like being caught in bad circumstances, and having very strong emotions about everything that’s going on. And it’s really frustrating to be talking with other members of your community, trying to hammer our ideas, and having it all derailed by people who don’t know our practices, and who seem intent on misrepresenting to us for reasons I don’t really understand.

So, uh, yeah. Have a novel, I guess? Hopefully it helps a little bit?

anonymous asked:

CAN YOU IMAGINE A WITCH CURSING DEREK SO HE CAN ONLY SAY 'JUST GIRLY THINGS' QUOTES!! CAN YOU IMAGINE?! THE PACK WOULD NONSTOP LAUGH WHILE DEREK GETS ALL HUFFY AND BLUSHING THEN STILES (of course) WOULD EVENTUALLY NOTICE HOW IT FRUSTRATES DEREK SO MUCH AND TRY TO HELP AND GET THE PACK TO HELP! THEY HUNT DOWN THE WITCH AND SHE SAYS THE CURSE WILL REVERSE IF DEREK SAYS THE ONE QUOTE THAT IS TRUE AND LOVEY DOVEY! THEN CAUSE ANGST IS A BITCH, DEREK GETS DOWN WHEN STILES BEGINS TALKING ABOUT (1/2)

CAITLIN OR HEATHER DURING A PACK MEETING AND HE SAYS ACCIDENTALLY “trying to forget him but he’s all you think about”. STILES THEN PROMPTLY FREAKS OUT AND LYDIA AND ALLISON CLEARS EVERYONE OUT CAUSE SOME FLUFFY SHITS ABOUT TO GO DOWN! STILES IS JUST THERE LIKE A CARTOON WITH HIS DRAW DROPPING, AND THEN IT GETS HELLA FLUFFY AND THEY KISS. DEREK PULLS BACK AND SAYS “I fucking hate witches” AS HE RESTS HIS HEAD AGAINST STILES’! HOLY CRAP! SORRY ABOUT THE CAPS I CAN’T STOP :D I LOVE YOUR BLOG

YES. OH MY GOD NONNIE YES.

Okay, but hear me out. What if all the “girly quotes” have to be things Derek already knows, and Derek is a giant book nerd, right? So the closest thing he gets to “girly quotes” are all the classic romance novels he has read! So he just randomly starts quoting lines from Pride and Prejudice and Jane Eyre and every other romantic novel he has read under the sun. 

SO PICTURE THIS. Derek watching Stiles pouring through books on how to reverse the spell because the pack is not tracking the witch down fast enough and Derek’s condition is getting worse. And it warms Derek’s heart that Stiles is doing that for him. Sure, he is still teasing him at every opportunity and he may also have recorded Derek more than once for “blackmail purposes”, but the point is Derek knows the only kind of “blackmail” Stiles would ever carry out would be food related. And maybe Derek starts thinking about what it would be like to argue with Stiles over dinner every night, playing rock-paper-scissors to see who would wash the dishes, and he doesn’t mean to but accidentally just starts quoting the letter from Persuasion?!?! Do you know the one, nonnie?!?!   “You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever.” And Scott, who has been standing beside him the whole time, probably drops the mug he is holding, staring at Derek wide-eyed because what?! And Derek looks at him pleadingly because Stiles didn’t hear and he doesn’t want to bring him into this, not when he’s pretty convinced he is dating Caitlin. Stiles hasn’t actually said anything like that, but this is Derek, so of course he thinks Caitlin is a fool if she is not dating Stiles. But Scott just smiles and pats him on the back and tells him not to worry. Whatever that means. 

BUT THE WORST PART IS AFTER THE FREAK OUT. ALLSION AND LYDIA HAVE CLEARED EVERYONE OUT AND, OH GOD, DEREK FEELS IT COMING, HE KNOWS HE CAN’T STOP IT. HE WISHES HE COULD BECAUSE STILES HASN’T SAID A THING, IS PROBABLY TRYING TO FIND A WAY TO LET DEREK DOWN GENTLY, BUT NOPE, HE’S NOT GOING TO GET A CHANCE BECAUSE HERE COMES THE LOVE SPEECH FROM PRIDE AND PREJUDICE!!!! “In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.“

And Derek is just so completely embarrassed, he can feel his cheeks heating up, but he can’t turn away, all he can do is look at Stiles. Stiles who frowns, making Derek’s stomach sink even further, BUT THEN STILES IS TAKING OUT HIS PHONE. And it’s silent for a few minutes while Stiles is obviously trying to find something, reading it, and then he’s saying: “Do I love you? My god, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches.” 

AND DEREK KNOWS THAT QUOTE. IT’S FROM THE PRINCESS BRIDE. AND THAT IS DEREK’S FAVOURITE BOOK OF ALL TIME. HE KNOWS THAT BOOK BETTER THAN THE BACK OF HIS OWN HAND. And Stiles just smiles, shrugging, saying something about him finding Derek’s copy- a Spanish translation I may add, because Derek is a dork- in his room. It was well thumbed and Stiles assumed, well, he assumed right. As always. 

BUT DEREK ISN’T REALLY HEARING ANY OF THIS BECAUSE IS STILES SAYING WHAT HE THINKS STILES IS SAYING?

AND THEN STILES JUST ROLLS HIS EYES AND DEREK HEARS SCOTT SAY FROM SOMEWHERE OUTSIDE- HE HAS NO DOUBT EVERYONE IS JUST ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DOOR LISTENING- HE’S NOT DATING CAITLIN, THAT ALL STILES EVER TALKS ABOUT LATELY IS HIM. 

AND WAIT. WHAT?

AND THEN KISSING HAPPENS.

AND THEY LIVE HAPPILY EVERY AFTER.

AND MAYBE THE REST OF THE PACK FIND THE WITCH BUT STILES MAKES THEM PROMISE NOT TO TELL DEREK BEFORE THEY’VE HAD SEX. BECAUSE REASONS.

WHICH OF COURSE LEADS TO THEM MAKING THE MUSHIEST KIND OF LOVE, WITH DEREK SPOUTING ROMANTIC SONNETS AND QUOTES LEFT RIGHT AND CENTRE WHILE STILES RIMS HIM LOVINGLY. 

THE END.

anonymous asked:

hey beauty, your writing is fucking amazing omfg i cant. I was wondering if you could do something along the lines of One of the boys (preferably Mikey or Ash but idc) being like really really dominant and it's like too much for you to handle and you get overwhelmed and have to use a safe word and start to freak out?

OMg KK bro

so lets do ashton and let’s imagine that you’ve been dating for ages and you’ve always been really open and both always getting into heaps of kinks, like, it would’ve started one night when you were like just hanging out together and you would’ve been sitting on his lap and with your hands through his hair making out with him. And he would have both his hands on your hips and normally you would’ve gotten really quickly into the heated stuff and be taking off each others clothes, but this day it was slow travelling. And because you’d just been casually making out for so long, Ashton would sort of have forgotten like where he really was and he would’ve completely just gotten lost in the kiss. So then when it did actually get a little bit faster paced, he would subconsciously like dig his fingers into your skin and be like pulling your pelvis into his and you’d think, okay, so he’s being a little bit more aggressive than usual, you can handle that, that’s okay.

But then he’d start mumbling all this crap, with his eyes still closed and still kissing you and now one hand would be snuck around and really squeezing your ass, like, ‘oh baby, you’re such a naughty girl,’ and then you’d like back away in shock because he would’ve never said anything like that before so you’d like full on blush and he’d kinda snap out of his trance and be like, ‘what the fuck did i just say?’ and then you’d both freeze for a second and then you’d bite your lip and laugh and ashton’s face would be bright red and you’d feel bad because he was embarrassed so you’d just quickly cover up like, 'you haven’t even begun to see me be a naughty girl,’ and he’d like inhale really deeply and he’d still be kind of unsure like does this mean you’re all for it or what, and you’d say something else so he would get the hint you’re keen and you’d like whisper in his ear, 'but maybe you should punish me so that I’m not bad again.’

And after that he was just fucking you senseless and holy crap, you had no idea that boy had such a mouth on him. And then after that night, you two had just changed from being the cute little sensual sex couple and all the time you would have to be trying out new scenarios. Like, you would do the teacher/student thing and boss/employee and masseuse/client and omf idk like you’d just both get so heavily into the roles and it would be amazing, and then after each time he would have to be really really lovely to remind you that he loved you. Like, he’d always cuddle you from behind and kiss your head and be super cute like, 'you’re so beautiful, baby, I’m so lucky to have you,’ and all that 

So, like, all this time you kind of knew in the back of your head that eventually ash would want to do like bondage or something along the lines of that, and it’s not that you didn’t want to do it, but you were worried you might accidentally freak out bc there was something about being restrained or in confined areas or anything like that that always made you panic. That’s just the person that you were. 

So then one night, you would’ve already pre-decided that you were gonna do the whole cop thing, and Ashton would walk in the room and be like, 'Stick em up,’ and you’d giggle kind of because he actually looked adorable wearing a fake police outfit and holding a fake gun and he’d yell back super angry like, 'don’t fucking laugh at me, sweet heart, do you know who I am?’ and you’d be like oh shit and he’d walk over and sit on the bed and omg he’d force you to strip in front of him and you being the teasing girl you are kind of made it into a strip show/lap dance thing and he literally would’ve gotten so entranced by it, he would’ve just shoved his hand down his pants and just been like pumping himself while he watching you prance around him and like bend over in front of him in your underwear. And like all of a sudden out of bloody nowhere, he’d switch back into action and start booming his voice like, ‘bend over my legs, now,’ and you’d be blinking your eyelashes and like, 'yes, sir,’ and omG HE’D SPANK the SHIT OUT OF YOU, and then he’d run his fingers over your pussy through your panties while you were still laying out on his lap AND YOU’D BE S O WET LIKEM OMOGMJJREU…..

And idk he’d be a dickhead officer and get all patronising and like, ‘damn, love, you’re so wet, aren’t you? you make me wanna have a taste,’ and he’d pull your panties off and bring his tongue to your clit, but then he’d be like, ‘hmm, I don’t think you deserve this, considering you’re breaking the law with all this indecent exposure,’ and wtffffffffffff you’d be so annoyed and you’d be begging like, 'please, please, please, touch me, ash,’ and he’d be spitting like, 'excuse me? You don’t address me with my first name, get on the fucking bed.’

omg So then he’d whip out his hand cuffs and like tack you to the bed head and you’d be a little concerned and considering saying something because you didn’t really like the idea of being attached and not able to move, but you’d think like, nah it’s okay you can handle it, you’ll be fine. And you’d go along with it, and then ashton would move to get on the other side of you or something but he’d brush his hand over your centre *purposely or accidental; we will never know* and you would DIE AND WHIMPER SO LOUD, and then he’d laugh deeply and be like, 'maybe we need something to shut you up,’ and he’d grab some masking tape and at this point you were so close to speaking up and being like, ‘ashton I don’t know if I’m comfortable with this,’ but then you’d quickly think it over and be like, no no it’s okay, ashton will look after me, it’s okay because he’s here with me. So there you are with your hands cuffed up above your head and masking tape covering your mouth 

And then Ashton sees that you’re so horny and you’re like trying to rub yourself on the bed to get any friction and he loves that you’re squirming so much so he puts his hand on your thigh momentarily and all calm like, 'I’m think I’m just gonna go get something to eat, I’ll be back in a sec,’ AND HE GOES OUT THE ROOM AND THEN SHIT GETS REAL. LIKE, YOU’RE LIKE, HOLY FUCK, WHAT THE FUCK. AND YOU START FREAKING OUT AND normally you’re okay with being completely vulnerable but only when ashton is there because you know he will take care of you and you just felt so like restricted and it was too scary without him there and you’d be freaking out and it was like double as difficult to breathe because you could only get air in and out your nostrils and by the time he came back you’d have tears running down your face and your chest would be rising and falling rapidly and you’d look like a mess 

and as soon as he saw you, he would know immediately that you were not okay and this was not part of the act and he’d rush over and tear off the tape and be saying shit really quickly like, 'fuck, fuck, baby, i’m so sorry, shit, I didn’t mean to make you upset, are you hurt? or are you just scared? fuck, I swear I didn’t intend for this,’ and he’d get you out the cuffs and you’d instantly just wrap your arms around him and turn into a blubbering mess and he’d hold you close and be like, 'i’m so fucking sorry, [y/n], I shouldn’t have tied you up, I’m sorry, and God, I’m so sorry for leaving you, baby, please, I’m so fucking stupid.’

And it would be a while until you calmed down and you’d just have to explain and be like, 'it’s not your fault, I just, I don’t know, I freak out when I’m like confined or restrained at all,’ and he’d be all hushed like, 'honey, why didn’t you say something earlier then?’ and you’d just shrug and be completely honest like, 'I was going fine until you left.' 

Poor ash would feel terrible and then you’d just cuddle for the rest of the night and he’d probably run a shower or a bath and you’d have some romantic lovey dovey sex instead for the night and he’d promise never to tie you up or leave you again and he’d make you promise that you would speak up whenever you’re even the slightest uncomfortable :) 

anonymous asked:

Is spooky week continuing your theory that Dan has the high probability of going on Phil's lap? I don't know, Silent Hills seemed quite tame in terms of lovey dovey moments (but who am I to justify that because most of the time I was too flipping terrified to really concentrate and analyse) have any thoughts? I love hearing your opinion because I am always relating (yay). I love your blog btw, it's been so great to have you back for Spooky Week honestly! :D

Not quite but what we got was even better in my opinion. What an incredible video! I enjoyed every moment (even the ones spent hiding behind my fingers). THAT was the kind of spooky week video I was waiting for. Nearly 30 minutes of terrified Dan and Phil?! I feel so grateful.

Although there were a few quite cute and very natural touchy moments (Dan casually tapping his fingers along Phil’s face like the cockroach, Phil putting his arm on Dan’s shoulder, and them sitting really fucking close together), it was their other behavior that I loved even more. I think the game scared their personas right out of them lol. Because despite the terror, they were so chill and relaxed with each other. I was enamored by it the whole time. Again, like I’ve been saying, their whole demeanor seems so much more natural and open lately and this took it to another level. They weren’t explicitly trying to entertain us with their reactions or act in a certain way, they just were. It felt so authentic. And it resulted in a lot of great banter and quotable moments. I mean wow I was not expecting parent!phan to make an appearance in a horror game but I loved the comments surrounding that. “Our baby,” Dan muttering "we are bad parents" at 15:51 (wrong), “let’s care for it" - A+ for domesticity. The quote about Dan feeling more brave since Phil was there with him. I thought Phil’s reaction was quite sweet and something about his smile and little giggle at Dan saying he hadn’t been able to do it alone before seemed so genuine and fond. And of course: “I’m gonna get into bed, and then you can turn off all the lights.” UM okay???? Sure you could interpret that in different ways but I know what most of us were assuming. The complete lack of clarification was nice.

Anyways, this was PERFECTION. If we got uploads like this all the time on the gaming channel I would be the happiest person ever. I love the long videos and frequent uploads. It reminds me of when the channel first started and ahhhh it’s just so nice :’) And it’s even better now that they’re being way more chill and relaxed with each other. I can’t even wait for tomorrow. Dan said it was “the most extreme thing they’ll ever upload” BRING IT. I am so ready for this.

anonymous asked:

Is this an ok prompt? Cullen chatting w the Inquisitor's halla like a big lovey dovey nerd and is all: you understand me halla don't you you get what it's like w those pretty lady halla right

Not gonna lie I giggled the whole way through writing this, Cullen’s a massive dork oh my god <3 (Also this was an amazing prompt :D )

Cullen had been tense since they’d escaped from Haven, the moment he’d seen the avalanche sliding down towards the Herald he’d thought she was gone. He didn’t understand at the time the sharp lance of pain that had shot through his chest as Cassandra pulled him back, he’d wanted to go after her, to dig through the snow until he’d at least found some small part of her, something he could hold onto. 

It had seemed like a dream when he’d found her in the snow, barely alive and blue all over. He smiled at the memory as he strode through the lower courtyards towards the stables, she’d recently arrived back from Crestwood. 

To his surprise, she wasn’t there tending to her Halla as usual. Cullen though, feeling more bold than he usually did, walks up to the pen to look down at the creature. 

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