i tried a lot of new things this round so just leave it be

🌱Green Witch Tips🌱

I get a lot of asks about plants; what dried herbs to start with, what kind are good for beginners, what I would recommend new witches own, how to grow them, etc. That’s totally okay because you guys know I love helping you out but to make things easier I’m just going to talk about plants for a while, okay? Enjoy!

Let’s Start At The Beginning🌿

“What should a beginner witch have in their cabinet?”

I get asked a lot what are some good herbs or dried flowers to have for people who can’t grow their own. Just remember, it’s not necessary to have herbs in your practice, all you need to be a witch is a desire to be a witch! But these are the herbs I recommend and/or are my personal favorites.💜

  • Orange Peel - This is great for uplifting energies and bringing happiness into your life, they can help with intuition, bring prosperity and abundance, and they can help strengthen friendships and relationships. They’re loaded with Vitamin C & A, it’s a powerful antioxidant and great for relieving congestion(add it to your bath!) You can eat them, burn them, make a tea, add it to your bath, whatever you see fit!
  • Basil - This is great for bringing in money and prosperity, love, flying/astral work, exorcisms, and is great for protection. Basil has potent antioxidant, antiviral, and antimicrobial properties. It is also an anti-inflammatory.
  • Mint - Mint is probably one of my favorite healing herbs, it can help bring you strength, luck, money, and safe travels. Mint is an anti-inflammatory and an antiseptic. Ideal for treating indigestion, flatulence, varicose veins, headaches, migraines, skin irritations, rheumatism, toothache, and general fatigue.
  • Chamomile - One of my favorite meditation plants, it also aids in centering and finding peace, protection, self-love and healing! It’s great for fevers, indigestion, it works as an anti-inflammatory for wounds, and makes a good insect repellent.
  • Rosemary: It’s often used for protection, love, purification, healing, sleep, and youth. When burned it emits powerful cleansing and purifying vibrations and is used to rid a place of negativity. It provides anti-inflammation, anti-fungal, antibacterial, and antisepticproperties. And research provides ample evidence that rosemary not only improves memory, but helps fight cancer. 
  • Onion: It is used for protection, exorcism, healing, money, and abundance in life. Grown in pots or in the garden they repel negative energy and evil intentions. You can cook onions to attract money and luck. Onions are high in vitamin C, a good source of fiber, and are good for regulating blood pressure.
  • Thyme: It can be used for good health, healing, sleep, courage, love, purification, psychic powers. It can be burned for good health and purification and can be used in healing spells. It can be used to help bronchitis, whooping cough, sore throat, colic, arthritis, upset stomach, stomach pain (gastritis), diarrhea, bedwetting, intestinal gas (flatulence), parasitic worm infections and skin disorders.

Growing Your Own Indoor Plants 🌿

These are what I recommend for beginners(inside) I tried to include a variety of herbs, succulents, and houseplants because I know some people prefer one of the other. This includes generic care tips like storage needed, how much light, water, etc. If you’re looking for magical plant care tips scroll down to the next category! All plants picked are cat and dog friendly.

  • Spider Plants - absorb negativity while improving both the energy and air quality of your home. They’re great for low-key daily cleansing. The pot does not need drainage, moderate sunlight, during growth water once or so a week, at adult(one year) water more frequently, during the summer do not let the soil dry out, keep it moist! Generic garden soil is fine.
  • African Violets - ruled by the planet Venus, promoting spirituality and peaceful vibrations. Their five-petaled flowers are protective and link the plant with the pentagram. Keep them in a warm location where they get plenty of light, and these darling little plants will happily bloom for you all year round. They’re roots are very fragile so over watering can definitely kill them, make sure the soil is completely dry to touch before water. They do best with soils that include peat moss or vermiculite.
  • Succulents - bringers of love and abundance and can be among the easiest of house plants to grow.  Succulents are ruled by the moon. Succulents definitely need plots that have drainage holes, the soil should be a mix of rocks and soil or just buy premade cacti soil! Water two to three times a month depending on size. Full sunlight is best!
  • Swedish or English Ivy -  are protective as well as decorative, and never more so than when trained to grow outside on house walls. Potted and brought indoors, they serve the same function, for their curious stems and leaves drive away evil and negativity from their dwelling place. They are also though to promote fidelity and fertility. Medium light, simple garden soil, they do like moss, ivy’s prefer to be on the dry side when the soil has been dry for 2-3 days then water!
  • Catnip - can bring love into the home, works for cat magic or dieties, helps promote happiness and aids in sleep/astral travel magic. It can be successfully grown on a sunny windowsill, providing you give it enough water and remember to pinch out the flowers to encourage leaf growth. You can start pinching off leaves as soon as the plant hits about 6 - 8 inches.
  • Basil - it can help steady the mind, brings happiness, love, peace, and money and protects against insanity. Keep basil in direct or medium sunlight, keep soil moist, make sure to pick the leaves regularly to encourage growth throughout the summer.
  • Lemon Balm - associated with the moon and neptune, can be used to dispel melancholy and depression, it is traditionally used for compassion, fertility, happiness, healing, longevity, love, mental health, prosperity, and divination. Lemon balm likes a steady supply of water, but good drainage is a must.The plant recovers quickly from wilt, so it’s best to err on the side of dry rather than too wet, which will encourage root rot. Any good, fast-draining potting soil will likely do.
  • Thyme(a personal favorite) - planet venus, it’s good for clairvoyance, cleansing, courage, divination, dreams, exorcism, faeries, happiness, healing, love, money, prevents nightmares, protection, psychic development, aannnddd purification. It’s a pretty useful little plant and it’s super cute if you ask me! Water completely each time but allow the pot to dry before watering again. Fertilize thyme with a weak solution of fish emulsion or liquid seaweed once a month - I swear by it! Trim off flowers and dry them for a sachet or use them in tea, bath, etc!
  • Rosemary -  It’s often used for protection, love, purification, healing, sleep, and youth. When burned it emits powerful cleansing and purifying vibrations and is used to rid a place of negativity. Same grow tips as thyme!
  • Orchid -  it can be used for elegance and beauty, concentration, strengthening memory, love, intuition, harmony, focus, and will power. I personally love having my orchids around during self love magic and glamour spells. It needs ample water but should be allowed to dry out some between watering - make sure to not over water it. Some orchids can be air plants!

Magical Tips For Growing Plants🌿

Just some tips and tricks I’ve learned over the years, some of these may not be super witchy but still definitely helpful for strong plant babies!

  • Sing or talk to your plants daily! Not only will the positive energy they receive help them grow strong, so will the more direct source of Carbon Dioxide. 💕 
  • Use rain water or moon water to water your plants! You can really use any kind of water but I advise against sea water unless you boil the salt out first.
    • Bonus! Charge your water with crystals. I like to leave mine out under the moon with moss agate, clear quartz, and rose quartz to encourage growth into a strong, beautiful plant.
  • If you smoke weed, ashes are lovely to give to plants once a week, most ashes work to be honest. You can also use left over tea leaves to compost as well, you can infuse/encourage your plants with energies of the tea!
  • You can also include eggshell powder or water from when you boil eggs in your waterings once a week to help aid it’s growth. 
    • I wouldn’t suggest feeding them plant food until their adults though just because it’s really simple to over feed them. But it’s okay to throw some eggshells in the beginning.
  • Sigils! Put sigils on everything, your watering can, the containers your plants are in, on the window they receive their sunlight from! Have fun, gardening is a great time to explore yourself and your craft.
  • Leave your plants under the moon to let the charge. Or when they’re in the sun let that charge them to bring energy and happiness into your home and life.
  • Leave crystals next to your plants or create little spell jar to keep in your garden. I have one of citrine, clear quartz, bay, oak, and a little love letter to Freyr because he’s my patron god and a god of nature.
  • This may sound weird but I swear my little green guys love jivin’ to music, play some and dance around with them, let them be lively and included in your life. We’ve been listening to a lot of Janis Joplin lately.
  • If your plant indoors you don’t have worms!! Oh no! Poke little holes in your soil (after their healthy sprouts) to make sure the soil isn’t compacted.
  • Understand how much space your plants are going to need.  It’s a common mistake for gardeners to get too small of pots. Research the type of roots your plants have - not all grow down some grow wide and need wider more shallow pots.
  • Look for the best place in the house for each plant, and don’t be afraid to try different locations until you find the best spot. Some plants are picky and that’s a-okay!

I hope this is able to help someone with their little green babies. Gardening can bring such joy to ones life, I hope it can for you!🌿

Captain Steve Rogers, Lovecraftian Horror

Title: The Miskatonic Project
Rating: PG-13 for horror themes, death
Summary: Abraham Erskine may have invented something new with the Serum – or maybe he re-created something very old. Something…Elder.
Notes: I should be working on like three other fanfics but I had a TERRIBLE DREAM this afternoon and anyway this only took about half an hour to write.

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Steve came out of the Vita-Ray machine…different. 

Of course he looked different – taller, thickly muscled, skin gleaming. But it wasn’t the change in his appearance so much as the…sensation people felt around him. Howard claimed not to feel it, and Erskine died before he could weigh in. Peggy felt it, but not in the way others did. To her, he seemed otherworldly, but like an angel or a religious vision – comforting under a layer of unreality. She even liked the strange black pupils he’d developed, so big and dark you could hardly see the whites of his eyes at all. 

Others, however…. 

She didn’t see him pull the Hydra agent out of the submarine after Erskine’s assassination. Only three people did – a cab driver, a little boy, and the boy’s mother. The cab driver wouldn’t say a word, and the boy’s mother stuttered and stammered so badly they finally gave up. The little boy just said, “Well, he got him,” and looked admiringly at Steve. 

Steve wasn’t wet, but the submarine lay on the deck of the pier, and the man next to it was dead, a rictus of horror on his face. 

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Klance - soulmate au

It happens for the first time when he is five.

He’s lying in bed with a cold, eating the chicken soup his mother made him, when he suddenly hears a bunch of children sing.

Lance recognizes the song immediately. It’s one of those they make you sing in kindergarten. He drops his spoon into the bowl and calls for his mom excitedly.

His soulmate must be around his age.


Keith almost falls off his bike from giggling.

He’s on his way home from school when his soulmate listens to some song about butts. It’s form him, he knows that.

It’s not what they usually listen to and it’s become kind of a habbit. They will listen to something with really weird lyrics at the most unexpected of times just to make Keith laugh. His parents find it a bit inappropriate at times but Keith doesn’t mind. He can feel his soulmate’s amusement each time and it makes him laugh even harder.

He likes to think about what his soulmate must be like. They mostly listen to pop-rock but sometimes classical music too. Keith likes it. It’s a nice contrast to his own undefinied taste in music. He also hears a lot of wedding and birthday songs so they must have a big family.

Their lives seem to be quite different but Keith likes to thinks that they complete each other.


Lance finds his soulmate’s taste in music weird. It’s not that he doesn’t like the songs, so far he liked all of them in some way. But there are so many different genres. He’s sure that his soulmate is one of those people who listen to everything as long as it sounds good in some way.

He keeps playlists. One playlist for every year since he turned 12. There are a lot of songs in them and they’re taking up a lot of memory but he refuses to delete anything.


When he’s 14 Keith is on edge. There have been no songs for over a week and he is starting to freak out. His soulmate usually listens to music every single day, so when there are no songs at all for that long… something must be very wrong, right?

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sad boy + justin foley

plot : after his mum’s new boyfriend kicks him out, Justin only has one thing to do

word count : 1403

notes : for two people who wanted Justin Foley but I forgot their accounts so I’m sorry for not tagging

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Running out of his house, bag slung over his shoulder, Justin wiped his wet eyes on the sleeve of his varsity jacket, only for the tears to be replaced with new ones. He didn’t stop until he couldn’t run anymore, legs aching, throat burning. He had no idea where he was, he couldn’t tell with his blurry vision. It was almost nightfall, not a person In sight. He fell to his knees, bag dropping with a loud thump, as a quiet sob passed his lips.

There was one thing Justin could think of doing. One person he wanted to talk to now, he needed to talk to right now. He reached into his pocket, hands trembling as he did so, retrieving his phone. He somehow found your contact, a picture of your beaming face on his screen, the image alone calming him down the tiniest bit. He shakily pressed the dial button, holding his breath while waiting for you to pick up. Begging you to answer.

One ring. Two ring.

More tears gathered in his eyes.

Three ring.

You were probably busy. You didn’t need him as a burden.

Four ring.

More and more tears fell as another sob racked his body.

“Hey”

The world stopped. Justin’s voice was caught in his throat, no words forming.

“Justin? You there?”

He couldn’t help the cry he let out of his mouth.

“Justin?! Are you okay?”

The sound of your panicked voice, filled Justin’s heart. You cared, you were the only one who cared.

“Y-Y/N”

It was only a whisper, something you shouldn’t have caught but you did.

“Justin? What happened? What’s wrong? What did they do?”

“I- I can’t. I-”

The words wouldn’t come out, as much as Justin tried.

“Where are you? I’m coming to pick you up” you stated.

Justin heard the jingling of keys through the phone.

“I- I don’t know. There’s houses and- and a-” he stuttered, trying to speak through the suffocation he was feeling.

“Justin. Stop. Breathe in. Breathe out. Now tell me, can you see a street sign anywhere?”

He did as you instructed, following your smooth, familiar voice.

“Risely Avenue” he said after a while.

“Stay where you are, I’m coming. And Justin?”

He blinked back more tears as he listened to you talk.

“Yeah?”

“Everything will be okay”

It was a mere 10 minutes before your familiar car drove up the street, headlights illuminating the otherwise dark road. Justin looked at the ground as he stood, ashamed to look at you in his current state. He heard the click of the car door opening, followed the by the clicking of your shoes on the gravel road. He managed to look up, eyes meeting with your warm ones. You stood right in front of him, inches away. You held your arms out and in less than a second, Justin fell into your arms.

“Hey”

He swallowed hard, trying to get rid of the lump in his throat.

“Hey” he replied, his voice a tiny squeak.

You pulled away, much to Justin’s dismay. You picked up his bag from the floor and he didn’t have the energy to protest, taking his hand in yours, you walked back to your car, settling them in. And then you drove.

“Y/N”

You turned to look at your boyfriend of more than a year for a second before fixing your eyes back on the road.

“I- uhm I-”

“You don’t have to explain Justin. Not now anyway”

You pressed your lips together, gently placing a hand on his knee while keeping the other on the steering wheel. He flinched at the sudden contact, but your hand stayed where it was.

“I’m sorry, I just I-”

He immediately started to apologise, even though you thought nothing of it and completely understood.

“Sh, Justin. Just relax, you’re with me now” you assured, running a thumb across his jean clad knee.

He nodded, swallowing thickly, shutting his eyes and focusing on your soft touch. You flicked your eyes to him, watching his long eyelashes fall on his cheekbones. His eyes were red and puffy from crying, dried tears on his cheeks.

Soon enough, you reached your house, parking the car in the driveway. Justin opened his eyes, blinking a few times. You silently hopped out, grabbing his bag from the backseat before opening the passenger door.

“You don’t have to do all this” Justin mumbled.

“Come on” you urged, ignoring his statement.

The two of you walked into your house, the warmth engulfing you both. You took his hand in yours, leading him to the spare bedroom.

“Have you eaten yet?” you questioned.

Justin shook his head, like you expected.

“Well, you know where the showers are, I’m going to heat up dinner okay?”

He nodded, looking at the floor. You could tell he was on the verge of another round of tears. You frowned, walking up to him and wearing your arms around his neck, placing a kiss on his cheek. You felt him smile, even if it was a small one.

You stepped away, smiling at him softly, before leaving the room. You walked to your kitchen, getting the leftovers from Robert out to heat them up. Nobody should be treated how Justin is. Justin didn’t call you about this, usually going to Bryce’s house or Alex’s but not yours. He never wanted to bother you with his problems, thinking he would be a burden to you. It took Justin almost a year before he even told you about his condition at home and that was only after Zach accidentally mentioned it.

You took the food out of the microwave, placing it on the dinner table while waiting for him to arrive. Your parents were big business people, meaning they were out of town a lot of the time, so they bought you your own little house to stay in which they occasionally visited.

Ten minutes later, the sound of water running stopped, meaning Justin was out of the shower. Another ten minutes later, Justin padded into the dining room, where you were waiting for him. His hair was dripping wet, droplets trailing down the back of his neck. His eyes were redder, even puffier while his bottom lip quivered. What you noticed now was the significant bruises that had formed around his neck and the sight of all of this made you shatter a little on the inside. He tugged at his sleeves, still looking at the floor. He had changed into a pair of sweats and a t shirt.

You went to him, pressing a slight kiss on his shaking lips. You gripped his jaw with a feather-like touch, tilting it upwards to expose the purple and blue skin of his neck. You gingerly touched the large bruises that were vaguely in the shape of fingerprints. He gulped, Adam’s apple bobbing under your thumb. You sighed and pulled away.

“Sit, Justin”

He listened to your words, taking a seat next to you. He picked up his fork, staring at his food with no intention of eating it.

“I’m not that hungry right now Y/N, I’m sorry for making you go to all this trouble-”

“It’s fine Justin, I understand. Want to go to bed?” you offered.

He nodded, standing up from the table with you following suit. You put his plate back in the fridge before taking his hand and walking back to bed. You got in first, opening your arms and inviting him to lay with you. He complied immediately, putting his head on your shoulder, intertwining your legs.

“You have to report them Justin. Those bruises… they look bad. It’s the worse it’s gotten so far” you gulped, your own heart becoming heavy with the thought.

“I can’t Y/N, I’ll be shipped off to some foster home with people I don’t even know and I might even have to move away. I’m not risking that”

You nodded, it was a hard decision for anyone.

“How are you feeling?”

“Fine”

As the words left his mouth, you felt wetness on your shoulder.

“Oh Justin, you don’t need to act strong now. It’s okay to be human” you whispered into his ear.

And those were all it took before he broke down for the third time that evening. His body shook violently as you held him tight.

“It’ll all be okay Justin. I promise”

And in that moment, Justin realised that the only real place he felt safe was with you.
“Mad Dog and Puppy” English Translation

Here it is. I apologize for the delay, but various circumstances got in the way. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

From Haikyuu!! Light Novel 6, Chapter “Mad Dog and Puppy” written by Kiyoko Hoshi with illustrations by Haruichi Furudate.

Introductory page 

Attached illustration on page 129:

Mad Dog and Puppy

One fine holiday in fall, there was a man standing in a convenience store nearby Aoba Jousai High School. The guy, wearing a volleyball jersey, walked out as the opening and closing door made an electronic sound. The man’s name is Kyoutani Kentarou, a second-year member in Aoba Jousai High’s volleyball club.

Kyoutani tore the wrapping of the chicken—chicken is his favorite food—that he took out of the convenience store bag before sinking his teeth into it, making an audible noise; this was how he walked toward school. The volleyball club took Mondays off. Practice starts morning today, which is a Sunday.

Kyoutani had not attended the club for quite a while since the middle of his first year due to various circumstances, though he has been recently thrown into the spotlight for coming back after being recalled by Oikawa, the team captain.

At the preliminary round of the Inter-High Miyagi Finals in June, Aoba Jousai suffered defeat at the hands of Shiratorizawa Academy, the invincible champions. It was necessary to regroup and reorganize the currently completed team in order to clear themselves of the disgrace come the next Spring High School competition, move on from second place and aim for the Nationals. What they wanted to strengthen in particular was their offense. The fighting strength that served to be the trigger of that was Kyoutani, whom Oikawa jokingly called “Mad Dog.”

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I Don’t Mean It (pt 10)

The boys eventually went back to the dorm once they realized that Taehyung probably wasn’t coming back. Namjoon filled everyone in on what went down, expecting Taehyung to probably come find you.

What no one was expecting though was the slump they found Taehyung in just an hour after the whole ordeal at your apartment. Initially, when they found the entire apartment dark, they figured that he was back at your place, finally having things figured out and just hanging out. But when Yoongi opened the door to his shared room with Taehyung, he found Taehyung curled up into a ball on his bed, tears flowing down his face void of any expression.

The boys tried to console him, putting the pieces together of what probably went down. It didn’t take a genius to see that things had gone from bad to worse. All Taehyung could say was “She won’t forgive me” over and over again.

Eventually, the boys left the room, deciding to give him some space. Well, most of the boys. Jimin stayed back and closed the door after the other five boys left.

“How could you do that?” he asked after a little bit, sitting down on the bed across from Taehyung’s. “How could you have believed manager hyung?” Jimin asked, his voice getting slightly louder.

Taehyung couldn’t answer. He didn’t know why he believed his manager instead of you. “Is it because you know hyung longer than Y/N?” he asked again, but still no answer.

“Dammit Taehyung answer me. Don’t you know how much pain you’ve put her through? You don’t get to sit here and cry about it now” Jimin said angrily.

“I DID TRY” Taehyung finally said back, startling Jimin a little. “I did try. I went to her apartment. But…But she won’t forgive me. Why should she? Jimin, she’s fucking moving because of this. I…I’ve lost her” Taehyung said, a fresh batch of tears falling from his eyes.

“W-what? She’s moving? But…but she’s friends with all of us. She..she wouldn’t leave all of us” Jimin said as if it was a fact.

“She probably thinks that you all feel the same way I did. That you won’t believe her” Taehyung said,

“But we would believe her. I would believe her..she can’t just leave like that. Tae…listen Taehyung…you have to fix this. Y/N is someone who has become precious to all seven of us and is not someone we should let go so easily. She’s especially special to you. We all know how you feel about her. And god we all know how she feels…well felt…about you. You have got to fix this.” Jimin said, placing a hand on Taehyung’s shoulder.

“You mean, she felt the same way about me?” Taehyung asked slowly.

“God you both are so blind. Yes, of course she felt the same way you idiot” Jimin said while laughing. “Look, she obviously cares a lot about us, you especially. I’m sure she’ll come around eventually, but you can’t just give up already because if you do, you really might lose her forever Tae. For now, we’re going to have to convince her to not move. After that, I’ll help you figure things out with Y/N. We’ll all help. I want you both to be happy.” Jimin said, finally standing up.

“Thanks…Jimin” Taehyung said as he wiped his tears away. Jimin was right, if he was going to get you back, he had to keep trying. Giving up after this one time wasn’t going to do anyone any good.


Jimin and Taehyung had rounded up all the boys to help them. And within a few minutes, the boys had come up with a way to at least stop you from moving…or at least to put it off.

Taehyung remembered that you were expecting someone at the door, and he thought it might have been the rumors. So, he sends out Jungkook waiting outside their door. And as expected, the movers come up pretty soon. Jungkook managed to stop them and send them back, telling the movers that they were no longer needed.

You stood inside your apartment with your eyes still red from crying before. After finally getting back to your feet, you realized that the movers were getting quite late. You call them, only to find out that they thought you canceled. They were quite pissed as they had come all the way, so they refused to schedule you in for another appointment.

“Great, just great,” you thought. It had taken you a while to find a trustworthy company to help you move, but now it seemed like you would have to try harder. As you fumbled browsed on your phone to find a new company, you heard the doorbell ring. You anxiously walk to the door, half expecting Taehyung again. But to your surprise, you find Yoongi.

You open the door, nervous about what he had to say. “Hey Y/N…mind if I come in?” he asks with a small smile.

You let him in and he stands just past the door, taking in the view in front of him. Everything was thrown about or in a cardboard box. 

“Ah, so you’re really leaving us huh?” he asked.

“Yeah…I think it’s…it’s for the best oppa” you say back.

“Y/N, you don’t have to leave. We know what happened” Yoongi says, turning back to look at you. “We know what happened, and I’m sorry that things turned out the way they did. But…but you shouldn’t leave because of that! We’ve all grown fond of you…too fond maybe. And you leaving would really make us all upset….especially Taehyung” he said carefully.

“Look, I’m not here to tell you to forgive him…although that would be nice….” he said, trailing off. “But at least, don’t punish us all by leaving ok? We’d really miss you, squirt” he said, running his hands through his hair. He always did that when he was embarrassed, you noted months ago.

“Oppa…I don’t know if things will ever be the same with Taehyung again. I don’t want to leave you all either, but….I don’t know oppa” you say, crying again.

Yoongi was flustered, not knowing what to do since you were crying. “Y/N…I know that he should have believed you. But think about it from his shoes ok? What if someone told you that the boy that you’ve fallen in love with was just with you because of money?” he said. You never thought of that. Love? You stared at Yoongi in confusion. 

“Y/N he pushed you away and believed our manager because he had so much to lose if he was right. Squirt, that boy is so foolishly in love with you that he pushed you away in pure fear. He hurt you before you had the chance to hurt him. And I’m not saying that what he did was right, but I guess what I’m trying to say is that I don’t know if I would have done anything differently if I was in his position. It’s easy for me and the rest of the guys to believe you because we’re friends. We’d believe you in a heartbeat. But for Taehyung, you’re so much more. He didn’t want to be hurt like that again.” Yoongi finished. 

“A-Again?” you ask slowly.

“We’ve had lots of people approach us for the fame and fortune Y/N. It happens more than we care to admit. I guess that’s why it was so easy for Tae to believe it. But we’ve all been jaded because things like this have actually happened in the past. But I’d like to think that me and the rest of the guys have built our trust with you ever since we moved in. We’re glad we met you Y/N…so don’t move.” Yoongi said.

“Oppa…” you said, not knowing what to say.  

“Look, take your time. I just wanted to say this and give you something to think about. Forgive him, don’t forgive him….it’s all your choice…bu–” he started but you cut him off.

“I…I think I forgive him” you said, quietly. Yoongi’s words really got through to you. He was right, you never stopped to think about it from his position. And it hurt your heart knowing that the boys had been hurt in the past due to people getting close to them with alternative motives.

“Wait…seriously?” Yoongi asked, surprised.

“Yeah…why, were you expecting me to put up more of a fight?” You said, giggling.

“Well…kinda, but like…the guys are all sitting in our room trying to figure out ways for Taehyung to get you back…I guess I should just send Tae over then?” Yoongi said as he walked back to the door.

“Wait! Uh…how about you not tell them that I have forgiven him already. I kinda want to see what he does” you say with a smile on your face.

“uh, that’s kinda cruel don’t you think?” Yoongi said while laughing.

“Hey! I think I deserve that much, don’t you think oppa!” you say frowning.

“Ok ok. Fine, your secret is safe with me I guess” Yoongi said. “I’m glad you’re staying squirt..” he said, opening the door. 

“Me too oppa. Thanks for talking to me oppa, otherwise I don’t know what would have happened. And remember, don’t tell the rest of the guys!” you said as he heads out. 

“Yeah yeah, just don’t give him too hard of a time,” he says as he walks to his own door. 


The following days were spent with Taehyung constantly showing up at your door or at work with your favorite things. “I need you to know that I never been more sorry and that I won’t stop until you take me back as your friend Y/N” he would say frequently. 

It was getting harder and harder to keep a straight face because you wanted nothing more than to just run into his arms and tell him that everything was ok. But you wanted to keep your fun going a bit longer. And it seemed like Yoongi was enjoying it too.


At the end of the week, you walked to your door only to find Taehyung standing outside with a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

“Y/N!” he said excitedly as he saw you. You loved how his eyes lit up when he saw you. And before you could catch yourself, you smiled at him. “YOU SMILED. AT ME!” he jumped.

“Uh..what are you doing here Tae,” you asked.

“AND YOU CALLED ME TAE AGAIN!” he said, jumping even more. Dammit, you were slipping too much. “At this rate, you might just forgive me within the year,” he said, winking at you while giving you his infamous box smile. You felt your heart melt, and if there was even an ounce of hurt and anger left, it was certainly all gone now.

“For you….your favorites,” he said, handing you the bouquet of lilies. You took them in and took the scent of your favorite flowers. And as soon as your eyes went to meet his, you were pulled into a hug. You were stunned by the sudden contact, but you didn’t resist it. You missed his familiar scent and strong hold on you, too much to push him away.

“Please, don’t be so hard no me Y/N. I need you to know how much I care about you. I…I love you so much. And not just as a friend, but something more. And according to someone who’s name rhymes with Vimin, you felt the same way about me.” he said and you could feel yourself blush and heart race. Dang it Jimin.

“So…please take me back. I need you in my life Y/N, ever since I met you. I don’t want to waste any more time without you. I’ll spend the rest of our time together trying to make you forgive me, but please just let me know that there’s a chance for that. That I still have some space in your heart” Tae said, still holding you tightly. You could feel his increased heart race. 

But you couldn’t hold it in anymore and you let yourself giggle into his arms. He pulls away from you, slightly shocked. “What…was that too cheesy?” he asks as a slight blush appears on his cheeks.

“Just…just a little,” you say, still giggling. You take a moment to stop smiling and finally staring into his warm eyes. You walk closer him, missing his warmth that enveloped you just moments before. You hold onto the sleeves of his shirt, something you’ve always done when you wanted to be close to him. “But Tae…there is that chance,” you say as you smile warmly at him. “I actually…I actually forgave you that first day, after Yoongi oppa came and talked to me…” you say, finally revealing your little secret. 

“…what,” Taehyung said, utterly shocked. “You mean to tell me that you forgave me over a week ago, and I’ve been here sulking all week because I thought you would never forgive me! Y/N!” he whined, putting his hands on your waist as if it was the most natural thing. 

“Hey! Yoongi oppa knew too! I’m surprised he didn’t tell you sooner, I was wondering when he was going to break” you said as you began giggling again. 

“Wah, I guess I deserve that,” Taehyung said, smiling again. 

“What else did you have planned out though? I don’t know how much longer I could have pretended to be angry” you ask curiously. 

“I don’t even remember Y/n. Me and the boys planned so many things, I think I could write a book– ‘How to get your girlfriend to forgive you’ by Kim Taehyung” he said, laughing at his own words.

“Girl…girlfriend?” you asked, lifting up an eyebrow.

“Do I even have to tell you how I feel for you? I said earlier, didn’t I? I love you so much, sweet girl. And I’m pretty sure you like me too. So I really want to see where this relationship goes Y/N if you would give me the chance” he said, looking into your eyes lovingly. 

You could only lose yourself in his eyes. You had to give it to yourself though, for holding out the entire week without running back to Taehyung. “Of course,” you said, smiling back.

And within the next second, Tae placed his warm lips on yours. The kiss was everything you always dreamed it would be with him. Warm, sweet, and loving.

“EWW GET A ROOM!” you heard Jungkook call. Surprised, you both turn to see all 6 boys standing by their door, watching you both. 

“Yah Jungkook-ah! You shouldn’t have interrupted them!” Jin scolded.

“Oops,” Jungkook says, laughing. You giggle, still holding onto Taehyung.

You felt Taehyung slowly pull away from you. “Yoongi hyung… I think you and I need to have a talk” Taehyung says with a fake smile on his face.

“Run hyung!” said Hoseok.

“Oh shit,” Yoongi says as he runs back into this apartment with Taehyung chasing him. You couldn’t help but smile at the scene in front of you and your heart swelled with happiness. You were complete again.


A/N: Ok.. so this is the last part!! Thank you all so much for reading this and for all the support for this series. It has been absolutely great to see the response for this. I’ll be writing an epilogue for this sometime soon, so keep an eye out for it. But please let me know what you all thought of this series overall. Would you like to see future projects? 

Previous Parts: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

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Destiny 2 Public Events

After explaining the Taken Blight PE, I figured I would make a post about all the Public Events and their Heroic Triggers! 

Public Events are the most rewarding activity in Destiny 2 currently outside of the Raid and Trials. They are quick, very accessible, and can reward handsomely. Each public event has a certain mechanic that triggers a Heroic event. 

The Heroic event has a slightly better chance at rewarding better loot. It will give you a little bit more XP towards milestones, and give you more tokens for your Faction during a Faction Rally. They are very worth doing.

Even if you don’t “complete” the event, you are still awarded a participation token for that planet’s faction.

Pro-tip: If you “Rally the Flag”, you get a full super charge, abilities recharge, and full ammo for all your weapons.


Cabal Lander

The little drill. You must stand in close proximity of the Lander to capture it as you fight off waves of Cabal forces. Capturing the Lander within time completes the event*

There will be missiles raining down on you occasionally. You can see where they will be landing via the big, glowing (and painful) beams that will light up the ground. Don’t stand there.

Heroic Trigger: A Thresher ship will fly in to defend the Lander after a percentage of the capture has been met (or it could be a timing thing). Destroying the Thresher will trigger the Heroic Event in which a Cabal Colossus will drop down into the fight. The Thresher will make 2-3 rounds usually, so you have a few tries to shoot it down. Defeat the Colossus within time to complete the Event. Capturing the Lander no longer matters.

*As long as you are in the capture point, even if time has run out, you can still fully complete the event. It will not end at the timer. Just be sure not to leave the capture circle until you hit 100%.


Injection Rig

The really big drill. Kill the three Psions that spawn plus the big Centurion within time to finish the event.

When the first Psion target dies, a dome will spawn around the Injection Rig that will remain for the rest of the event. The area inside of the dome will be ignited temporarily causing burning damage over time; the next Psion target will spawn after the area in the dome stops burning.

There are three Psions to kill. Once you kill all three, a Centurion Ultra will spawn. Killing him will end the event.

Heroic Trigger: The Injection Rig has three “levels” of vents you need to destroy. You will only have three attempts to destroy them. Ideally, you want to destroy at least one per burning phase but is possible to destroy two in one phase if you have enough Guardians shooting them. You will know when it is destroyed when you see it steaming. You only need to shoot at one per set of vents; each layer shares the damage. You have a very short amount of time to destroy these vents before they close back up. 

When the first Psion target dies, the air around you will start burning after the dome goes down, and a set of vents on the top of the rig will open up. Destroy those vents. When the second Psion target dies, a set of vents in the middle part of the rig will open up; destroy those. Finally, when the third Psion dies, there is ONE vent at the bottom of the rig (you will find it “underneath” the “body” of the rig; it’s the part that is digging into the ground). Destroying that vent will cause the Heroic event to trigger. All you need to do is kill the Centurion like normal to complete the event.


Hive Ritual

I believe this event only happens on the moon, Titan. When the event starts, two wizards (and a whole lot of Thrall and other ads) will come out of the doors; one left and one right. They will have shields that protect them from damage. Standing on the plates located in the room will take down their shields; the left plate taking down the left wizard’s shield, the right plate taking down the right wizard’s shield. Kill these Wizards; stepping off the plate will make their shield come back after a few seconds.

When these wizards are dead, a portal will open up. You don’t HAVE to stand on the plates at this point. After a few waves of hungry thrall, another Wizard will spawn through the portal. Killing this Wizard will end the event.

Heroic Trigger: When you spawn and kill the first two wizards, stay on your plates longer than usual. At the top of the two totems (the “frames” of the portal) is a crystal on either side. These Crystals will have shields on them that will go away when the plates are charged on either side (left crystal for left plate, right crystal for right plate). Shooting and destroying the Crystals will cause the portal to destabilize and spawn an axe-wielding Knight (think Alak-Hul, the Darkblade in TTK). Killing this Knight will end the event.


Fallen Supplies (Spider Walker)

Everyone is probably familiar with this one already. When the event starts, a Skiff will drop in a Captain and a few other Fallen ads. Killing the Captain will trigger the Fallen Walker to drop in from a Skiff (watch out for this). Shooting the Walker’s legs will cause it to be stunned for a good amount of time which exposes its core. Shooting the core does a lot of damage! You will probably repeat this 2 or 3 more times! Killing the Walker will end the event. Simple and easy!

Heroic Trigger: Probably the easiest to understand out of all public events. When the Walker is stunned, he will drop three spheres of Arc energy. Pick up these spheres and take them to the nearby consoles that are keeping those awesome Scorch Cannons** hostage. Deactivating both of them will bring down the barrier. Rinse and repeat for the other two set of consoles. When all three sets of Scorch Cannons have been unlocked, it will trigger a second Walker to drop in from a Skiff (again, watch out for this). Destroying the second walker will end the event.

**I have seen many times during this event that players will not hold down the charge for the Scorch Cannon. I assume these players are new, forgot, or stopped playing before House of Wolves (or just plain don’t care). When you hold down the trigger after firing a Scorch Cannon, the projectile will CHARGE UP several times, causing more damage to the target and everything around it.


Ether Supply (Excavation Crews)

Another very common and easy event! When this event starts, a group of Fallen Excavators plus other fallen ads will spawn, mostly compiled of Wretches and Marauders. 

You must kill four of the Excavators to proceed to the next wave of them. The first three will spawn as soon as they drill spawns, the fourth Excavator will be a Captain that will arrive after the first three Excavators are dead. Killing the Captain will progress you to the next wave located elsewhere on the map. You must do this three times! Upon the third completion, you will have completed the event!

Heroic Trigger: After killing a few of the Excavators, a tiny “drill” will appear off the side usually between two of the “wall” like structures that spawn with the glimmer drill. It’s a smallish object that looks it is sucking in Glimmer. Destroy this drill before killing the fourth Excavator! You don’t NEED to but it would make it easier for you later.*** When you destroy all three drills, this will cause the heroic event to trigger. 

This will cause the bigger Glimmer drill to crash and burn (do not stand too close when it does this). Now you have to stand ontop of a pile of Glimmer and capture it. The only real threat is an Ultra Wretch Captain. This captain does not NEED to be defeated to finish the event, but his death would make things a lot easier. Once the capture hits 100% before time runs out, the event will end.****

***If you kill the Excavator Captain before destroying the tiny drill, it will disappear to the next location but will not forfeit a Heroic trigger. When you move on to the next Excavation Site, two drills will spawn that need to be destroyed. And if you didn’t destroy the two drills at the second site, the third site will have three drills. Or if you destroyed one at the second site but not the other, the third site will still have two drills that need to be destroyed. As long as these all three drills are destroyed before the death of the final Excavation Captain, you can still do the Heroic version.

****Like the Cabal Lander event, as long as you are alive in the capture point even after the timer expires, the event will not end until you either leave the circle or hit 100%


Ether Supply (Fallen Servitor)

Shooting or getting close to the Servitor will trigger the event! This event is pretty straightforward: shoot the Servitor until it is dead within the time limit. Every once in a while, out of spite, the Servitor will teleport you randomly somewhere close by, sometimes out of the battle. Additionally, a smaller Servitor will occasionally spawn that protects the bigger Servitor from damage. Destroy the small Servitor to get rid of this invulnerability.

Heroic Trigger: You might trigger this accidentally while fighting the giant Servitor. When it spawns three smaller Servitors at the same time, destroying all three before they disappear will trigger the Heroic event. 

When this happens, he will be a very angry ball that will teleport you very high in the air. He is also a little tougher so damage won’t be as great as before! Killing the Servitor before time runs out will complete the event.


Taken Blight

Probably the most annoying public event of them all. When the Giant Taken Blight is formed, it will spawn Blight domes. Shooting the Blight inside the center of the dome will bring down the dome. Killing Taken forces will decrease the bigger Blight’s integrity. You need to bring down the integrity to zero before the timer runs out. When it reaches 0% it will teleport elsewhere on the map and reset the timer. You need to do this a total of three times, and the event will end!

Heroic Trigger: Easily the least known. I’m just gonna copy what I posted earlier…. The Blight domes that spawn (the ones that spawn with the enemies) will give you a buff if you enter it and then leave. This short buff will let you damage the BIG blight. Do enough damage, the Heroic will trigger and a Taken Ultra will spawn. Kill the Ultra before time runs out to complete the event!

Now, you don’t need to “kill” the big blight before the timer runs out on the first or second cycle. You have at least three chances to do enough damage. If you are running low on time during your first or second cycle, kill the enemies and move on. This will refresh the timer! It is almost impossible to do it by yourself, almost. (I hear through the grapevine that Wardcliff Coil will help with solo attempts).


Spire Integration

Not much has changed with this event since Destiny 1. You must stop waves of Vex from reaching the Conflux. Vex that have reached the Conflux have a handful of seconds before they integrate with it. You can still kill them before it counts off your total remaining integrations. Unlike Destiny 1, you can still get max rewards even if a few get by you! As long as 10 do not integrate, you are fine!

Heroic Trigger: If you look at the Conflux you are protecting, there are three trails of light coming out of it. Following those trails will lead you to a capture point (it might be hidden, getting close will reveal it). Capture all three points will trigger the Heroic event. The ending is the same: protect the Conflux from integrations until the timer has run out.

Chaos. Everywhere. More Vex will spawn and they just keep coming, a Hyrda Ultra will spawn, and two Cyclops will spawn. Cyclops should be dealt with quickly. Chaos.

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“Your ass looks great.” “Will you fuck off for a second?”

“You’ve really fucked me over this time.”

“Please let me in.”

genre: fuckboi!jungkook, roommate!jungkook, possibly smut in the future? angstish for now tbh

How you ended up with the world’s biggest fuckboy as your roommate, you don’t know; actually you did but still why you stayed you don’t know. This was seriously one of the world’s wonders; there were no common interests or reasons we had to get along but somehow we both ended up in this place together. You had been placed in the same apartment thanks to your friend Jimin who was moving to his own place and he said he’d look for a roommate for you, you didn’t expect that guy to move the worst person he could possibly choose into your home.

“I’m sorry, okay? He needed a place to stay after getting kicked out of Youngjae’s place.”, Jimin sympathetically told you whilst you tried to enjoy a meal. “If they kicked out, what makes you think I want him?” “Come on, he’s like a younger brother to me, he’s your age. Give him a chance?” “He’s literally the worst, since the day I met him I’ve wanted to murder him.” “Jeez, you need to stop hanging out with Yoongi.” “Besides the point, Jimin.” “I’m sorry, just give him a chance, if you can’t stand him, just leave, come to me, I don’t care, but give it a go. I kinda do wanna live on my own now?” “Am I the problem?”, you asked unamused by his hectic argument. “No, no, it’s not you, it’s just easier to get to work and school from my new place. You’re always welcome over if you need to stay or something, don’t worry.” “Fine, this is all for you Park Jimin.”

The things you do for this guy; you had a soft spot for Jimin, he was like an older brother to you. The one you never had, he really needed a roommate and soon you became friends, that was after realising you guys had mutual friends. Well, now you were living with Jungkook for Jimin’s sake.


It wasn’t too bad at first, neither of you spoke to each other and when he did attempt to make conversation you would simply tell him: “Did we agree on talking at this time or am i hearing things?”, causing him to sigh and give up on trying to gain your friendship. Other times you were forced to speak to him, like when he was in front of the fridge, the stove, the microwave or the door. “Move out the way dickead.”, you told him after he was blocking the entrance to the bathroom. “That’s not how you pronounce Jungkook!”, he pouted as he dried his hair with a towel. “Was I trying to pronounce your name? I don’t think so and you’re still in the way!” “My apologies, my lady.” He would always attempt to joke around with you and be friendly, but you assumed he was doing so to be civil not to be friends with you after he dropped you and Isla back in high school, even if you weren’t friends with Isla anymore, it still sucked.

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53 andreil for the prompt thingy???

53: “Darling, stop.” 

They’re in the chilly fluorescent produce section, Neil steering the cart and Andrew catching it whenever he finds chocolate-covered berries or cartons of blended sugary juice to add to the pile. Neil’s got his old jersey conspicuously clashing with their new team’s red sweats, a dark bandana twisted up in his hair. It’s almost closing, and everything feels a bit cool and loose like no one’s really supposed to be awake.

When Neil’s busy bagging carrots Andrew gets his arms folded over the handle of the shopping cart, this stupid black t-shirt all stretched out at the neck, wire-framed glasses perched on his nose, mouth flat. Neil’s sort of fond of Andrew wearing his glasses in public, and he finds himself walking backwards in front of the cart as it’s pushed, openly watching him. Andrew picks the pace up just enough to bump heavily into his shins.

Neil smiles, looping his fingers through his end of the cart so they each have a side, rolling lopsidedly towards the opening of an aisle.

“Stop making things difficult.”

“Let me drive the cart.”

Andrew regards him, fair eyebrows raised. “You’re a control freak.”

Neil laughs, startled. “You let three people total drive your car. You wouldn’t even let Sir or King in our bed for the first three months we had them. You bartered for my secrets when we met, Andrew. ”

“And?” Andrew asks, examining a box of cake mix.

“I don’t think you should be talking about controlling personalities.”

Andrew ignores him, tossing the box in the cart and pushing it back towards Neil. “Go get your diet plan shit.”

Neil makes a face. “It’s our diet plan.”

“I am not willfully drinking skimmed milk.” Andrew crosses to the bags of jumbo marshmallows and Neil pinches the bridge of his nose.

“I’ll put it in your hot chocolate.”

“You’ll die,” Andrew says simply.

Neil jostles the cart into Andrew’s side, and he drops the marshmallows back on the shelf, unimpressed. “Meet me at the front in five. I’m getting actual food to sustain actual people.”

Andrew shrugs and turns to wander out of the aisle, dragging the cart the wrong way behind him.

Neil coughs so he doesn’t laugh, senselessly thrilled. He jogs back towards the meat section, threading through coolers and displays until he finds the turkey bacon and lean chicken breasts that they live on. He’s frowning at an especially lifeless beige cut of fish when he’s wrenched around by the arm.

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Exposure // The Preacher’s Daughter Part Three [A Mitch Rapp Smut]

Author: @minhosmeanhoe

Series: Part One Part Two

Relationship: Mitch Rapp x Reader / Mitch Rapp x OFC

Warnings: NSFW, Explicit Sexual Content, Smut, Fingering, Virginity Loss, Sinning, Daddy Kink, and Swearing.

Word Count: 8,233 (I got slightly carried away)

Song: Dance For You by Beyonce

A/N: I love Nia so much in this she reminds me of season one Stiles and aaah it just makes me smile brightly. Also, I really hope you guys like the surprise ending as much as I do.

“He’s at your house?!” Nia freaked out at me, slamming my locker door shut in the girl’s locker room. “The same guy from the club?!" 

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Younger Than Me

Request: Okay, maybe this is a weird request but could you maybe write something where the reader is on her early/mid twenties and is dating Bucky? Bucky is concerned about the age difference but the reader doesn’t care. Then Peter Parker comes along, and the loveable idiot doesn’t realize the reader is dating the winter solider himself, and gets a schoolboy crush on the reader and Bucky gets jealous - anon

Triggers: peter being adorable, jealous bucky

Word Count: 1300+

A/N: yasssssssss, peter shows his face today

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‘Morning gorgeous’ Buckys eyes weren’t fully open yet. He had this sleepy face that made you melt where one eye was a little more open then the other and he had a small smile. His morning voice was also one of your favourite things. Rough and uneven from sleep.

‘Morning handsome’ you had been awake long enough to get used to the light shining in the window but when you hadn’t moved too much. Afraid you would wake your boyfriend. Who’s arm was wrapped around your body.

You leant up to kiss him softly then got up to walk to the bathroom. You found his T shirt hanging off the bed side lamp so decided to slip it on. Covering your naked body. You heard him groan, probably at the sight of you walking away. It put a little smile on your face.

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A = Aftercare 
While he’s kind of a spastic mess, he’s a very tender lover. He doesn’t want to do anything to hurt you or cause you discomfort, and he knows how much his style of sex affects you, so he’s very keen on aftercare. He’s got a thing about smells, so I can see after being rubbed down with a warm rag or after a shower, he’ll give you a little massage with some sweet smelling lotion just to make sure you’re really soft and clean and happy.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
For him, his favorite body part is his hands(see to Kink for more). On you, he loves your legs. he loves how the warm skin wraps around his hips, how soft they feel beneath his fingers, not to mention when they’re surrounding his head…

C = Cum 
For the most part, he comes in you. But every once in a while he likes having you on your knees, and he gets to paint your chest. Of course, being the oh so loving man he is, he makes sure to clean you off too, it’s only fair since he made the mess anyways.

D = Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs) 
It’s not technically a secret, but what he really does with it is a secret. Of course, being with Baekhyun means he’s away on tours a lot, and after a long discussion of making sure no fucking one would see them besides him, you let him take a few pictures of yourself…for him to take with him on tour. But he didn’t tell you that he kind of uses them daily, when you’re not around and he’s locked in the bathroom…

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
This little bitch….anyways, EXO laugh at too many dick jokes for me to ever believe he’s an innocent baby, I don’t know if he’s put it to good use, but that boy knows too much already. If anything, EXO are pro porn watchers, fight me. Baekhyun’s hips and mouth and fingers…….he’s got the tools, and he knows how to work them.

F = Favorite position
Baekhyun’s a guy that I feel really likes just chilling, laying back, and letting you ride the fuck out of him. He likes that he can have somewhat control, holding your hips, guiding your speed or just holding you still so he can thrust up into you. Or his personal favorite, is you topping, laying your torso against his and letting him hold you, while you grind away.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
Do you know who we’re talking about here? Baekhyun can’t hold a serious face if it meant saving his life. He’s nothing but a ball of breathless giggles in the bedroom, there’s not a serious moment in there.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they)
Baek’s so soft and mushy I love it…we’ve seen his tummy fucking hell the abs pics I just looked at for this part fml and his tummy is pretty clean, no trail. So I think he trims pretty well, I don’t think he’s bare, just keeps it nice and neat.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
Baekhyun isn’t that romantic in the bedroom, beside telling you his love and adoration for you, most of his romance is reserved for the non-sexual part of your romance, where he tries to go above and beyond with roses and fancy dinners. 

J = Jack Off (Masturbation)
You’re not able to be around as much as he gets horny, so Baek jerks off more than he’d like to admit. He’s pretty sneaky about it, and can do it in record speed too. Anyone would think he just went to the bathroom, but nah, he’s just in there jerkin’ it.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
It’s kind of weird, but he has a kink for his own fingers. They’re so long and slender and so so pretty when they’re trailing across your skin, making your body so hypersensitive to his touch especially when he’s thrusting them in and out of your core.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)
Baek, while a hyper brat, is pretty lazy when he’s got time off. He’s just lounging around the living room most of the time, watching tv and eating, so naturally that’s where you are too. Aaaand that means he’s not going to give a damn about moving into the bedroom when he’s horny. Honestly at this point, when EXO has time off, and you’re at the dorm, it’s pretty much an unspoken rule that the boys stay out of the dorm, or at least give a hour heads up before returning.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
He’s such a little shit all the time, the thing that turns him on the most is when you’re the one being a little shit. Giving him those intense looks that he knows the meaning to, brushing his thigh teasingly, lowering your voice to almost a whisper. He’s basically pushing you to the bedroom after that.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
He’s more goofy and is on the same level with you in most things, dominance isn’t his thing at all. You or him,  he’d rather you be equal in the bedroom.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
The amazing vocalist he is, his tongue was designed by the gods for greatness, and greatness meaning going down on you. He’s a god, you don’t know if he’s trying to please you or kill you, honestly the outcome is the same. He’s going to kill you with his tongue. Your grave will say ‘died with byun baekhyun between my thighs’. Bless you. On the flip side, he’s a horny little toad and it would never cross his mind to reject a bj, he practically gets on his knees to beg you to get on yours.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
Baekhyun’s what I like to call a jackrabbit fucker. He’s got such a fast and hard(not so much rough) pace it’s almost unbearable…almost. 

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
He’s not the biggest fan of quickies, he normally isn’t very satisfied with one round, let alone a quick one, and he doesn’t like that, or knowing you’re not really satisfied yet either. In the rare occasions they happen, it always ends with a promise that he’ll make it up to you later, when he can really get his hands on you.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
While he is kind of freaky dinky, I don’t think he’s that outrageous with sex. A few picks out of a kamasutra  book, a few new toys, one time you snuck into one of the other members’ room, but nothing leaves the house. No public sex or anything, he’s a mess when he’s home. I mean what’s the worst that’ll happen? The boys see Baekhyun naked? Yeah, like that’s anything new… 

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
He does the very most…all the time. Baekhyun is such an excited puppy, he never tires out, how does he do it, what coffee does he drink, I need to know. His stamina is insanely high, he can go for probably 20 minutes(actual sex), and can last at least three rounds on the minimum. If you get in bed with Baekhyun, expect a long night.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
I think Baekhyun would have a few toys, just some basic ones. He has some handcuffs hidden away, and a few small vibratos so he can have at his mercy and he can play with you all night long. The idiot definitely has stupid condoms, like glow in the dark and star wars themed ones…dork…

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
We all know Baekhyun is a little shit, he starts with Xiumin, eggs on Soo(cmon yall know he does it on purpose), mocks the fuck out of Tao, he’s a full blown toddler. And he’s just the same in the bedroom, you’ll probably have to threaten to kick him in the neck to get him to get on with it, he can and will tease you until you’re pretty much in tears. Little shit…

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
Listen….the boy’s a vocalist….have y’all heard him sing? Do I have to explain the high notes? Do I really? Well anyways, y’all might as well just record your sessions, SM might be able to weave some of them high notes into a new hit song for EXO. Baekhyun is so vocal and loud in the bedroom, I almost want to recommend you ear plugs, he might bust your ear drum while he busts a nut.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
Bacon is a joke, I know it’s not funny to make fun of foreign names, but my Nana can’t seem to understand how to fit the Hyun into that, tbh she only has like three teeth so maybe she just can’t….anyways, it was a joke, that you got ‘Baekhyun’ Lube, and of course he was like ‘tf you talking about did SM do some weird fucking shit and put out a BDSM line of exo shiz or????’ ‘nah babe it’s bacon flavor. get it? bacon? baekhyun? lol’
side note, don’t even try bacon lube, it tastes like ass

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
Baekhun does one of the best tuck jobs in EXO and it makes me mad, Suho out there jumping in front of a stadium of fans with his dick slappin his leg, and this little bastard can’t give us more than just a few bulge pics? Smh. Anyways, Nana’s word is law when it comes to talking dicks, and in the wise words of my 60 year old grandma, “he ain’t big, shorty, but he’s like…a humper…like a bunny just goin’ at it. it ain’t big, but he sure fucks you wild.” I don’t know what that means, but I’m going with it.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
He’s like an excited puppy, he’s always trying to hump your leg…metaphorically, that is. He’s always itching to get his hands on you, it’s a wonder he manages to remember to eat and shower when all he can think about is how to get you back in the bedroom with him and out of your clothes.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Baekhyun’s a very clingy and lovey baby, we all know this. You can’t get him out your hair in most aspects of your relationship, and post sex isn’t any different. He wants to curl up with you, naked as ever, and sleep with his love, he’s not even going to attempt to move from that bed for a good few hours, have a nice nap y’all, congrats on gettin that good dicc.

sonnetscrewdriver  asked:

Am I right in thinking some Celtic peoples practiced something akin to tattooing? I'm sure I've read stuff by Roman historians about it, so obviously grain of salt and all that.

They did, yes. Most likely body painting rather than tattooing, but then, it might have been tattooed in.

The common misconception is that they used woad, which, unusually, isn’t actually Caesar’s fault for once. Instead, it’s the fucking English, of all people. In the 1600s there was obviously that big mad scramble to colonnise the “New World” i.e. cyfe everything not nailed down, and England wanted to justify why it should get the indigo plantations instead of the Spanish on Moral Grounds (OH MY GOD I KNOW). So, Queen Lizzie One went ‘Hey, my granddad was Slightly Welsh, and that’s Celtic, and they used woad and also did tattooing, maybe that’ll work.” And so, they put about that woad - a relative of indigo - was what her ancestors had used culturally, and therefore indgo was part of her heritage.

It was not true.

The Insular Celts did use woad, that much is true, but they used it as an antiseptic, mostly. While it is a relative of indigo, it doesn’t produce anything close to the dyes you get from that one; the colour is similar, but not remotely as strong, and even with the best mordants it washes easily out of cloth. It was a medicinal plant, basically. There’s a theory that they would bathe in the stuff before battle as part of a ritual, but that was probably because it you’ve basted yourself in Savlon before running at swords and other pointy things, you’re much less likely to die of secondary infection (or, as you might perceive it, it means the gods have lent you protection.) And, of course, woad is an astringent. If you tried tattooing in an astringent, the best you could ever really hope for was semi-permanent bruising.

But, there are accounts of Pretty Blue Patterns on the skin, so PREPARE FOR TEDIOUS HISTORICAL CITATIONS

So first up we’ve got our boy Caesar, of course. Exhibit A, taken from De Bellum Gallico:

Omnes vero se Britanni vitro inficiunt, quod caeruleum efficit colorem/All the British colour themselves with {glass}, which produces a blue colour.

More on that in a bit. Next, Exhibit B, Claudius Claudianus:

Venit et extremis legio praetenta Britannis, Quae Scotto dat frena truci ferronque notatas/[This legion], which curbs the savage Scot and studies designs marked in iron on the face of the dying Pict.

Again, I’ll come back to that. Exhibit C is this sexy motherfucker:

Lindow Man! The most complete bog body found in Britain. I shan’t go into the debate surrounding how he died. That’s a rant for another time. The important thing here is the copper found on his skin.

So, let’s kick off. Caesar there is doing some Classic Caesar Bullshit, look - the only time the man ever came to Britain was to briefly do a meet-and-greet with a single south-eastern tribe in, like, Kent, before fucking off back to Rome, but he always was very good at ascribing the actions of one person to an entire people because Caesar was a massive fucking tool; so yeah, grain-of-salt. But it’s probably fair to say he was giving a good overview of a common practice in the south-east of Britain, at least.

And what’s interesting is the word he used for the colouring substance, which I have here translated as ‘glass’; but the word was ‘vitro’. Vitro was a contemporary-to-Caesar Roman blue-green glass, ver’ ver pretty:

- and, crucially, the major additive to create that colour was, in fact, iron(II) oxide. Let’s revisit Exhibit B: Claudianus’ Picts, who ‘marked their faces with iron’. For ages, historians interpretted that very literally, and thought they were practising facial scarification; but there’s a whole host of reasons why that’s unlikely, not limited to the potential to kill yourself with sepsis when you live in an arse-frozen Scottish highland with no NHS.

What seems more likely, it seems to me (and others, this isn’t just my theory)… Is that the Picts, much like the Insular Celts, were of course highly skilled metal workers, and therefore produced a lot of useful compounds in their forges that they realised could be used for pigments. Because these people were incredible metal workers, as we know:

If you’re that good, you have an extensive and highly skilled cultural knowledge bank around the raw materials you’re using, you know? You know what iron and copper and tin can do, though admittedly, I don’t think they worked out that copper poisoning was a thing.

We’ve found Romano-British cosmetics, incidentally, that back this up. In 2004, they found a villa that contained a half-used pot of Romano-British foundation made of animal fat, starch and, crucially, tin oxide. When rubbed onto the skin it makes you pale while leaving a light, powdery texture. It also, unlike the lead-based continental equivalents, didn’t corrode the skin like wax under a fucking candle.

So, step in Lindow Man! Copper deposits were found on his skin, and although decomposition has meant it’s not possible to see them exactly, they did tests to see it the copper was in the places you’d expect painting vs places you wouldn’t, and the results certainly supported the theory. I believe other bog bodies have just about had visible blue swirls, too.

And, unlike woad, you can tattoo iron oxides into the skin without issue. Technically you can tattoo copper in, but Lindow Man was most likely painted. I’d say that was just as well, since tattooing copper would kill you - but Lindow Man died horribly and violently and got chucked in a bog for two millennia, so ultimately, I doubt it made much difference to him. Though, a bonus fact: he had excellent white teeth, perfectly manicured nails, and his hair and beard had been trimmed with scissors, giving us concrete evidence of hygiene practices and tools among the Celts.

To round off: it seems likely they did something, though whether it was painting or tattooing, we don’t really know. It was probably done with metal compounds, and certainly not with woad. Queen Lizzie One lost the indigo plantations to the Spanish anyway. Lindow Man’s life was fabulous if riddled with parasites, right up to the point it very abruptly wasn’t, somewhere in his 20s.

And the Celts made exquisite metal stuff.

There’s no “I” in Team (Kidney, edited)

All of the suggested revisions were made and a lot of my own revisions were added. Also this fic is supposed to play out like an episode of Grey’s Anatomy (not super realistic logistic timeline wise or medicine wise). 

It started with the itching. It felt like a bad sunburn a couple of days in, like there was a layer of skin on top of his skin. He had mentioned it in passing to his Mami, but she had just taken it as an opportunity to tell him about the importance of sunscreen, even though it was mid January. “Stop wearing wool.”She suggested, “Use a different laundry detergent. Oh, and don’t use fabric softener, it can irritate your skin.” About a week later a large basket filled with expensive bath products arrived on the front door of the Haus, but no amount of salt scrubs or exfoliating brushes or shea cocoa oatmeal ultra moisturizing cream stopped the itch. “Maybe you have eczema? I’ll call the doctor and see if he can get you in over spring break.” His Mami suggested an oatmeal bath for the fourth time in one phone call so he shouts a couple of “I love yous” and hangs up the phone.

Unfortunately even the medicated eczema cream his mother mailed in didn’t seem to work.   Nursey couldn’t sit for more than five minutes without scratching incessantly at his skin. Even on the ice, he would shift uncomfortably in his pads, missing passes and ignoring Dex’s angry shouts as he tried not jump out of his own skin. He had begged Chowder and Farmer and bribed them with Reese’s peanut butter cups until they agreed to help scratch every inch of his body.

He was exhausted all the time, barely alert or awake enough to even acknowledge Dex’s chirps. He writes it off as normal college student exhaustion, with his late nights, early morning hockey practices and excessive coffee consumption.  But he barely slept at night, tossing and turning in the bottom bunk and more than once Dex forces him to move to the toxic green couch. He can barely fall asleep because of the itch and once he falls asleep its restless and light and he wakes up to dark nail streaks all over is skin.

  Then it was the swollen legs and arms. Nursey was naturally more muscular, but Bitty had shouted when Nursey shed his pads after practice on Friday and revealed horribly swollen legs, arms and feet.  Bitty had poked and prodded before shoving Nursey towards Coach Hall who immediately advised Nursey to go to the student health center. Nursey had brushed them off, claiming he had a paper due that night that he couldn’t waste the time ( “I have a poetry midterm next week, I can’t waste any potential study time.”)

So later that night when Nursey and Dex were huddled in their room, each typing away on their respective computers was when the situation had finally dramatically escalated. Nursey had been complaining about nausea since dinner, but now he was rushing to the bathroom with both hands over his mouth. He can hear his Mami’s voice nagging in his head “Too much caffeine will upset your stomach.” It’s stress, it’s just stress, just calm down. He tries to coach himself through it to no avail.

The little bit of rice and saltines he had managed to get down was coming back up and he retched loudly enough to alert Chowder. He felt the warmth of Chowder’s hands rubbing circles into his back and vaguely heard the goalie calling out to Bitty. He was retching uncontrollably and his body was seizing with every wave of nausea but nothing was coming up, and Chowder smoothed a hand over the back of Nursey’s neck and shoulders. When his was finally able to stop retching Chowder pulled him up again his chest and someone else (Dex maybe?) grabbed his feet and maneuvered him down the stairs and into the back of Bitty’s small four door.

“Where are we going?” His own voice sounded slurred and muffled to his ears as another wave of nausea hit.

“The emergency room.” Chowder was still rubbing soft circles into his back and Dex reached back to pat his knee before relaying the directions to Bitty.

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Weak at the Knees / Zach Dempsey

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The party was in full swing and (Y/N) was already over it all. She had lost sight of her friends about an hour ago and hadn’t run into them as she wandered around the house, attempting to stay out of range from those she had no interest in speaking to tonight.

Bryce, Justin and the others were always trying to convince (Y/N) to get more involved during these get togethers that were most definitely not her thing. Tonight was no different. Currently, they were trying to rope her into playing ‘Truth or Dare’.  

(Y/N) came to a stop outside by the pool. Sitting down on a chair, she fell back against it with a sigh. 

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Happy Fucking Birthday To Me

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Summary: You and the Winchesters go out for Sam’s birthday. Dean goes home with a woman at the bar, and quite frankly, it pisses Sam off.

Word Count: 892

Warnings: drinking, cursing (as implied by the title), suggestive looks/thoughts, implied birthday smut.

A/N: Written for @scarygoodfanfics‘s Sam Winchester’s Birthday Challenge. My prompt was “Stop talking and kiss me already.” It’s bolded in the fic.


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“[Y/N]!” Sam came barreling through the bunker, down the hallway toward your room. 

“What!? Jesus, Sam. What?” Poking your head out of the bathroom door, you spoke through a mouthful of toothpaste.

A towel was wrapped around your hair, another wrapped around your chest, barely covering your freshly cleaned figure.

“I… I um…” He stammered, taking in your almost naked form. 

“Spit it out, Sammy.” You tucked yourself back into the bathroom and spit the foam into the sink. 

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One Last Mission

Hi guys!!! I put up a post about this story asking if you wanted it and the general answer was a big yes. But for those who didn’t see the post here we go.

***Summary: You’re a ‘retired’ Level 12 SHIELD agent who has been laying low ever since the Project Insight disaster. Now, a couple years later Natasha Romanoff and Clint Barton show up at your doorstep asking a favour; they need your help on one last mission. You agree to help them out on the condition that they left you alone afterwards. It was fine until it all fell apart…***

Woo! So that’s the summary and this is the first part!

It was a quiet Thursday night for you as you sipped on a glass of wine with a new book.  Of course, nothing could ever go as planned as a shrill ring filled the air as your personal phone rang on the table. Silently getting up, you took the knife strapped under the table and held it behind you before answering it. 

“It’s Black Widow speaking.”

“Bloody hell, what are you doing?!” Immediately your eyes searched your apartment as you hissed to the phone. 

“You gave me your number in case of emergencies.” Natasha Romanoff, also known as Black Widow, replied as her partner said something with didn’t quite come through clearly. 

“I swear to god if it isn’t an-”

“We need your help, L/N. And you know we wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t an emergency.” Clint Barton, whose code name was Hawkeye, cut you off as he officially joined the conversation. 

“Don’t cut me off again, Barton.” Levelling the phone with a glare as if it was Clint, you walked back to your wine and downed it because you knew that if they really had come around to calling you, it was going to be a big deal. Subtly, you twirled the knife in your hand and slotted it into into one of the belt loops on your jeans. 

“I’m not doing anything for you. I’m laying low now because my enemies make the majority of yours look like kindergarten children.”

“It’s about Budapest.” Natasha’s words stopped you in your track of denial. 

“I’m sorry, what? I saved your asses there and now your telling me that you messed it up even further?” You could already feel the impending headache begin to ebb its way into your brain. 

“Something like that.“ 

You groaned and rolled your eyes. "You’re useless. Give me the eight. Now.”
As they explained everything to you about the mission you simply sat back down and soaked it all in. 

“That’s nice but I’m still not sure why you need me. You’re taking your boyband there and I don’t see where I fit in.” You were leaning on the back on your sofa, watching your phone as the two ex-agents talked.

You could hear rustling from the other end of the line before Natasha spoke. “Y/N, look, aside from us nobody else knows what went down in Budapest.” That’s not true. “And you were a Level 12 SHIELD TASA certified agent who was and still is a myth to most people. We were Level 6 and look at what we do. I think that says it all, don’t you?”

You knew that she had a point; if they were coming to you it had to be big, and from their explanation you knew they were worried about what could pan out from this. 

“When do you need me?” You asked and ran a hand through your hair. 

“We need you yesterday; the team didn’t want to get anyone else involved but we insisted we knew someone trustworthy enough to bring on to the case. Didn’t specify any details so what you say is all they know about you.” Clint’s voice gave away a lopsided smirk and that brought a small smile to your face. 

“Give me twenty and I’ll be on my way.”

In those minutes, you had your bag packed; weapons packed in a separate bag; your old uniform on and all of your typical arsenal attached in various places; your neighbour to look after the place; any confidential paperwork hidden away in a safe; and finally your ‘missions phone’ reactivated.
You walked down out of your apartment building into an inconspicuous car which you had purchased after fleeing DC after the ‘Potomac Disaster’, as the intelligence community had taken to calling it. 

It was an easy drive to the airport where all you had to do was flash your badge you were let through, no questions asked and both of your bags were allowed with you as carry on luggage. Four hours later, you were driving up to the Avengers Compound in Upstate New York in a rented car and parking in the underground car park at the back of the building. Getting to the Avengers was worryingly easy, granted that you avoided reception in the lobby.

You walked up the stairs, as the elevator was bound to have Stark’s AI system and cameras in which would alert him to your presence and therefore ruin your entrance. As you ascended, you recognised the two people’s voices who called you and stopped at that floor which was penultimate to the top. You slid through the door silently and no one noticed you, much to your pleasure and you moved into the shadows of the natural evening light that fells in beams into the room. Looking around the room, it had one glass wall overlooking the grounds and a open space plan, allowing easy access to every part of the floor and leaving it vulnerable to aerial attack despite the glass likely being tinted. 

You just quite happily stood in your corner watching the exchange until soon your moment came.

“If you trust this person I suppose they can’t be that bad.” Steve Rogers reckoned to Clint and Natasha as the sat in a vague gathering with the other members of the team.

“They’re better than ‘not bad’, Rogers.” Natasha was smooth in defending you.

“We know nothing about this person yet you expect us to trust them?” Wanda Maximoff’s European accent cut in.

“I have faith that whomever they bring in will not betray us as Miss Romanoff’s and Mr Barton’s trust is very hard earned.” Vision placated the people in the room considerably.

Scott Lang decided to add to the discussion. “Wanda had a point. We know nothing about this person.”

You rolled your eyes and pushed on the wall you were leaning on. “You know for a fact that I exist; that’s more than more people even dream.” 

The room turned silent as everybody stood up in some type of defensive pose apart from Clint and Natasha.

“FRIDAY why didn’t you inform me of a new visitor?”

The AI replied formally. “Forgive me sir, but I was unaware of the person’s presence. It seems my scans were unable to detect a new life form.” 

“Remind me to update you.” Tony said drily whilst tapping at a device in his hands. “How long have you been there?” 

“Fifteen minutes and counting.” 

You looked at every person individually only to notice that there was another in the shadows, yet they were on the other side of the room. Noticing that you had seen them, they took a step forward and you felt the wind get knocked out of your chest. It had been a while since you had seen the man in front of you and it had not been an easy meeting.

“Soldat.” It was one word and everybody looked ready to strike and both Natasha and Clint stood up, looking between you and the man.

“You haven’t changed at all.” His voice. Oh how you missed his voice.

“I could say the same about you. When was it last?”

“Beijing?”

“I suppose Tokyo doesn’t really count.”

“No. It doesn’t.” A small quirk of his lips appeared as he truly took in your appearance and the bags behind you.

“Buck? Who is this?” Steve looked between the two of you, lingering longer on you.

James saw you nod. “This is Shadow; she’s the best in the game alongside The Winter Soldier. We’ve met on numerous occasions, sometimes with conflicting interests, sometimes with common interests.” 

“Do you trust her?” 

James didn’t reply for a moment and you metaphorically held your breath. “I do as much as you can at our level.”

“I’m sorry but that is not much to go on.” Bruce Banner looked at everyone briefly as he looked out on the grounds.

“That may be so, Doctor, but I guarantee I am the best suited to help you out on this.” 

“And why is that?” Tony flopped back down on to the couch.

“The original Avengers such as yourself all had a ranking of Level Six, correct? Well, apart from Captain Rogers who was Level Seven.” You made eye contact with said people. “I was Level Twelve TASA certified. There are only three people who have made it that far. Two are in this room and the other is dead.” 

“What is ‘TASA certified’? I have not heard of it.” Peter Parker, the youngest by far in the room, asked you nervously.

“Are you even allowed to be in here? You look like you’re two.”

“No I’m not! I’m a teenager.”

You rolled your eyes and looked at James. “Whatever. Just nobody feed that fucking thing after midnight.” 

Peter looked like a deer caught in the headlights and tried to stutter a reply.

“Relax kid; I don’t bite. Unless you’re into that kind of thing?” You trailed off suggestively and smirked at the stuttering mess the teen was. “TASA is a badge that can only be earned at Level Ten intelligence or higher. It’s an acronym that stands for Tracker, Assassin, Spy, Agent.”

“So you’re a female version of Frosty?” Sam Wilson clarified, from where his arms were crossed over his chest.

“To a degree.” You acknowledged.

“Which means if you turn on us there’s no hope.” Scott looked torn between amusement and annoyance.

“I won’t turn on you. I’m here by choice, not obligation.”

“That’s reassuring.” Somebody muttered and you rolled your eyes.

“Fine. Maybe this will help reassure you.” You moved over to the breakfast bar of the kitchen and cleared the space so that they could see. “Look and pay attention.”- You pulled off the first item -“Twenty seven inch Katana. Two matching throwing knives. Twelve piece knife set. Glock 19. Two smoke bombs. Single grenade. Zip ties. Handcuffs. Grippy fingerless gloves. Milkor mgl rounds. Glock 17. Blade embedded shoes. Spare ammunition. Lock-picks. Electrocution rings. Tactical belt. Facial armour. Bullet proof bodice.” 

Having taken all of that off, you almost felt naked in an odd kind of way, all the people in the room staring at you.

“That’s a lot of kit.” Sam said from his position next to Steve.

This time Natasha answered for you. “The higher you get the more kit you might need.” 

“Anyways, Natasha. Clint.” You finally greeted the people who asked you to come.

“Nice to see you.” Clint replied and Natasha smiled in agreement.

You felt a probing in your head and made eye contact with the responsible party. “If you want to know something, Wanda, just ask instead of stealing the information.”

“We know nothing about you other than that your code name is Shadow and that you are skilled like Bucky. What’s your real name?”

“My real name?” You smirked lightly. “My real name is Y/N L/N, but please, call me Y/N.”

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Prompt: Neil and Andrew are at some sort of bar or restaurant and someone hits on Neil. Neil doesn't understand because he isnt used to being flirted with.. But Andrew does. (Andrew's reaction?) 🌸thx

Eden’s seems louder than usual as they push through the doors. The music blaring through the club is especially bass heavy, and the beat thrums through the floor and up through Neil’s toes. Neil can already see the large sea of writhing bodies on the dance floor, and more bodies are pressed together up on this level around the bar and tables. He weaves his way around the bodies, keeping his eyes on Kevin’s back as he follows him.

When they sidled up to the bar, they’re lucky enough to catch a group moving away with their drinks. Nicky and Aaron are quick to grab the abandoned stools with Neil and Kevin filling in the space behind them. A few minutes have ticked by, the music switching over to an upbeat EDM track, when a bartender comes over to them. Neil doesn’t recognize the bartender, a tall guy with a mop of blonde hair, but that doesn’t stop the bartender from smiling easily at them.

“What can I get y’all?”

“Actually, we’re waiting for Roland,” Nicky explains, trying to peer around the bartender.

“Oh, he’s not in tonight,” the bartender says. “Something about a family emergency? So you’ve got me, Brayden.” 

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A/N: I got this template from chantenyongs and I could not find the original creator to give proper credit to.

A = Aftercare

After your wild ride he’ll retreat to his soft and caring side from being the literal beast with you just two minutes ago. He’ll pull you into his arms while still trying to catch his breath and brush his fingers through your hair and placing kisses on your forehead. Damn you’re lucky and so is he yikes.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves your boobs as rude as it sounds, he seriously means it both sexually and innocently. Meaning if there’s gonna be some bed creaking then he’ll immediately place hickies on your chest and have them trail up to your jaw, but if you guys are just watching a movie and cuddling your breasts become his pillow and he won’t even ask he’ll just do it. And of course his favorite tool of his own is his tongue because he sends you to Hong Kong with his tongue technology.

C = Cum

Suga would really love it if he came in your mouth and some of it dripped down your chin so you had to lick it to clean your mess up. Even better if you went back for more.

D = Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

He has secret recordings of you masturbating when you thought he wasn’t home. It all started when he texted you a little white lie about being home after midnight when he was at your doorstep at 11:45. You thought you had some time and began to pleasure yourself so when Yoongi went to your bedroom to surprise you he saw what you were doing through the crack of your door. He took about a three minute long video before the hard on in his pants was becoming too much to handle and he burst into your room and boy was that night fun.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He definitely knows what he’s doing, as one of the older members I can bet my college tuition that he’s had a few one night stands in his life and went through trial and error to master the techniques he’s learned. Maybe as a gag gift he bought himself a sex position book he looks through when he wants to do something new with you.

F = Favorite position

This has probably been established in a smut I read not to long ago but Yoongi would not only change positions up every so often but nearly every time you guys have sex he has to do the 69 position at least once before you guys are tapped out for the evening.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Yoongi doesn’t joke around much in real life, the occasional chuckle when you’re being cute or the lovely smile he shines only at you and music being his norm. Sex would be no different. No puns or stupid dad jokes Jin taught you are to be used when the clothes are removed.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they)

He’s so chill about the little things that he doesn’t even pay attention to it so if his hair bothers you you’ll have to talk to him about it at some point. He might consider shaving if it really is a problem for you.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He’s not really a romantic type of guy unless you two had a fight one day and were on the verge of breaking up. Make up sex would be hella cute, he’d take his time to make sure you reach maximum pleasure and would remember to praise you every other second. On normal days it’s just rough animal sex because two hot people plus raging hormones equals so much lust for the two of you.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation)

Why can’t he? If you aren’t around to do it for him he’ll take matters into his own hands and use those secret videos I mentioned earlier to help him along the way.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Having sex during work hours or in the studio while he’s working. This is something he won’t necessarily do but he loves it when you know just when he’s had too much going on and you walk in on him testing out lyrics with new beats for some much needed stress relief. When you guys are done he’ll quickly pack up his things and call it a night for working, leaving the rest of the dark hours for you being all to himself.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

^^^^The studio^^^^

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Obviously it’s you that turn him on but if you’re being adorable or if he thinks of you acting cute he won’t get hard. Yet when his thoughts wonder and picture you showering, naked, etc. he’ll get a boner real quick and he’s all cocky as hell and like¯\_(ツ)_/¯ “Guess I gotta get some, come here babe!”

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Despite his love for music he wouldn’t bring any into the bedroom. 1) It might distract him 2) He’ll get off topic and start thinking about a new beat he thought of while listening to the song

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

69 position, remember? That way you’re both getting tongued down tonight.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He’s ROUGH. Like he’ll growl by accident when he sees how you’re reacting to his current speed, being a moaning mess for him.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Sex with him might be quick as it is because of how fast he goes but since one round is never enough he’ll take quickies very slowly to make it last so that way one round is better than wanting more but not having time to.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He wouldn’t like having sex knowing people can walk in i.e a public place where children or elderly may be nearby but sex in studio and in the BTS dorm is good for him. If people walk in at least they know you’re his and that they should knock next time. As for experimentation he might slowly introduce new things to know, making sure they aren’t too much for you to handle.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He’s an animal so he won’t stop until he’s near the point of exhaustion, that would also depend on the kind of day he had. If that particular day was full of dance rehearsal then like three rounds, but if he had a semi easy day at work expect you guys to go at it for the whole damn night. He might even call in sick the next day to spend time with you.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He’s got the generic stuff, as well as some other hard core things he hasn’t shown you yet. So far you’ve had vibrators, robe, and gags used on you. Not yet has he brought in his whips, chokers, etc.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He wants to get down to business so he’ll only tease if you’ve misbehaved if you know what I mean.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Dogs bark and the whole town gets woken up because of Yoongi’s growls mixing in with your groans. Seriously you guys are so loud and yeah it does make you embarrassed but Yoongi’s highly proud of himself.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Yoongi is crazy for breasts fucking. No matter how big or small your chest is he just loves having his cock in between your breasts and even slapping it against them when he has already came just to see the little strings of his cum stick to him. He’s a kinky mother fucker.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

UUUMMMMMMMM DOES BS&T LIVE PERFORMANCE IN PINK SILK PAJAMAS RING A BELL YOU’RE LUCKY I COULDN’T FIND A GIF AT THIS MOMENT BECAUSE HONEYYY

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

What’s the distance between the Sun and Pluto (THE FUCKING PLANET BTW YES PLUTO IS A PLANET SQUARE ROOT MOTHER FUCKER) again? I’m pretty sure it’s like half of Yoongi’s sex drive.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He sleeps a lot but he feels bad if he just leaves you hanging so he tries to stay up for some pillow talk but ends up passing out in the middle of one of your stories.

~Blake