i want to grab him

  • Yuu: hey, guys? Mika and I have something to confess... We're gay and dating each other
  • Shinoa: yeah, so?
  • Kimizuki: you've been dating for like, what? 4 years?
  • Mitsuba: you were extremely obvious
  • Yuu: uh no? We've been dating for only 2 days
  • Shinoa: bro, look into my eyes. It's either you two have been dating for the past 4 months or making out is a friendship thing now. No homo, right?
  • Yuu: we weren't making out! We were just trying a new blood-drinking technique. It was all for Mika's sake!
  • Shinoa: for Mika???
  • Yuu: yeah? Why are you looking at me like that?
  • Shinoa: because, if I remember correctly, you are the one who said "hey, Mika, love of my life, light of my eyes-
  • Yuu: I did not say that-
  • Shinoa: "I want to try something new", grabbed Mika's face and kissed him fiercely until his fangs pierced your lips
  • Yuu: I just thought he would be more comfortable with drinking my blood that way!
  • Shinoa: whatever you say, Yuu-san
  • Yoichi: hey guys, we shouldn't be so hard on them. Yuu-kun, I'm glad you finally realized you were dating Mika!
  • Yuu: thank you, I'm- hold on, WE WEREN'T DATING

Okay but imagine how directing goes down for these recent episodes-

Director: I want you to grab his face and hold him like you’ve never felt gayer feelings in your life

Director: Okay Robin I want you to lean in as if you’re about to kiss Cory but then hug him last second

Director: Robin, you have to look like Cory is your whole world and the air you breath

Director: Alright Robin, we want you to say “I love you” with the softest and most innocent voice you can conjure up

Director: Robin, you need to look heartbroken like a giant black hole has swallowed up everything you love most, and now you’re going to go back to your room to cry about it.

Nygmobblepot what if

Okay, I’m hoping for some big battle against the Court of Owls at the end of the season that everyone gets involved in

And it’ll mean Eddie and Ozzie calling a temporary truce to their personal antagonism in order to survive the onslaught of Court assassins being sent after them (or whatever)

Then, during an ‘eye of the storm’ moment when they are hiding and unsure of their survival, they should take the time for a bit of emotional honesty. Which will be all serious and stuff - Eddie confessing he is glad Oswald survived and he is sorry he tried to kill him and Ozzie was right about them needing each other and stuff. And Ozzie would confess he still loves Ed and all that jazz

But MOST IMPORTANTLY it would include something like -

OSWALD [soft, genuine]: I’m sorry I killed Isabella.

EDWARD [instinctive, exasperated]: ISABELL-! Oh. Yes. That’s. Right, um, thank you…

i don’t know much, but i do know i love him. when he smiles, the world around us fades and he’s all i see. when he’s singing in the car, the outside noise is suddenly nonexistent, and i want to grab him and kiss him, but that would mean he’d stop singing. and when he looks at me with those beautiful brown eyes, when he places his hand in mine, i know that i am inexorably and inescapably, without a doubt, in love with him.
Gaston has even greater anger issues...
  • Maurice: Why did you follow me out here if you didn't believe me?
  • Gaston (as he's nearly grabbing him by the throat): BECAUSE I WANT TO MARRY YOUR DAUGHTER!!!!
  • LeFou: Gaston...deep breaths. Remember the war! Blood, explosions, loads of widows...
  • Gaston: Ah...widows...sorry Maurice, old bean...may I have your daughter's hand in marriage?
  • Maurice: My daughter will never marry you.
  • (Silence)
  • Gaston: (knocks Maurice out cold with one punch)
  • LeFou: Knew that was going to happen.
C’mon, C’mon.

Prompt: You and Sebastian are in a movie together, and you can’t wait for that special scene.

A/N: This is short but I wanted to get something out for y’all!! thank you for reading and much love xx

Originally posted by fireeyess

“Kiss me,” you murmured softly, looking intensely into Sebastian’s eyes as he gazed back down at you, invitingly. 

He bit his lip, “But, we can’t. What about him?” 

“I don’t care about him anymore! I want you!” You yelled, exasperated and yearning for his lips on yours. 

“You’re so infuriating! Don’t you know he loves you!?” Sebastian screamed, the vein in his neck popping out. Whoa

“I only want you.” 

Sebastian grabbed your waist and pulled you closer to him, leaning forward. 

Just as you were about to finally feel his plump lips on yours, it was all ruined. 

“Cut! Alright everybody, that’s a wrap for today. We’ll pick this back up tomorrow.” The director called, causing Sebastian to pull away from you and scratch his neck. 

Sebastian smiled sheepishly at you, “You were great today.” 

You nodded, “Thank you, so were you.” 

It was so frustrating. Filming a new movie was the absolute worst thing when your co-star looked like a sex god and you were supposed to be his love interest. To say you were excited to be in this film would be an understatement, but with every chance you got to kiss him, it was ruined by one thing or another. 

He was so nice, extremely intelligent, and everything that you ever looked for in a man. Unfortunately he just didn’t seem too interested in you. 

You walked away from set, following the familiar path to your trailer, and plopped down onto the chair. 

“You were supposed to film the scene from page 32, how’d it go?” Your assistant asked you, knowing fully well you were extremely interested in Sebastian. You wiped your forehead, sighing at the perky blonde girl in front of you, “The director called cut just before the kiss.” 

“That’s unfortunate. It’ll come tomorrow, everything will be fine.” She reassured you, patting your thigh lightly. 

You couldn’t help but feel desperate. Every time you saw Sebastian, you licked your lips. You had chapstick on you all the time. It seemed sad, and by the look of pity your assistant gave you, you were right about that. 

“Whatever, I’m just gonna go home and sleep. Need my rest for tomorrow.” You winked, changing out of your on-set clothes and changing back into the comfortable leggings and sweater that you came in. 

You wiped off the makeup and sighed at your freshly clean face, pulling your hair back into a bun and walked out of the door. 

As you looked up, you ran directly into the strong chest of someone. Slowly your eyes traveled up the man’s body and you were relaxed to see it was only Sebastian. 

“Oh, h-hey.” You stuttered, hugging your chest. “Hey, (Y/N), I was just going for a bite to eat, you wanna come?” He said, his smile inviting and friendly. 

You grinned, “Sure.” 

He led you to a small cafe that was just outside of the set, the both of you sitting down and telling your beverage choices to the waitress. 

“So, I’ve seen some of your movies,” he started, “and you’re pretty damn good actress. I think the director made a good choice in casting you.” 

Your face grew red, “T- thank you. I’ve hoped to become as good as an actress as, say, Audrey Hepburn or Elizabeth Taylor.” 

Sebastian smiled, “I think you’re already there. You did a pretty damn good job at looking like you wanted to tear my clothes off on set today.” 

A giggle bubbled from your throat, “Welp, that’s my job.” 

The waitress came by and took your orders, obviously interested in Sebastian. As she walked away you decided to change the subject. 

“I recently watched a few of your movies as well.” You said, not a bit more confident. 

“Really, what one?” He asked inquisitively. 

You bit your lip, “The Bronze. I think you really brought that character, what was his name,” you snapped your fingers, “Lance. You really brought Lance to life.” 

It was his turn to go red, his ears burning as he smiled sheepishly, “Yeah, that uh- that was quite a movie to… film.” 

“Oh it certainly must have been!” You laughed, throwing a peanut into your mouth and smirking at Sebastian who hid his face in his hands. 

The meal went on simply enough, the both of you talking about various roles you had and just getting to know each other in general. He talked fondly of his time on set in The Martian, talking of his love of space and his interest in astronauts. He mentioned it was something that he thought about a lot. 

You talked of your movie roles, laughing about the small role you had when you were just starting out and embarrassed about the sex scene you had to have. 

Sebastian followed you back to your rented apartment near the set, conversation not stopping as he skipped behind you with his hands in his pockets. He was animated and lively, something you had yet to see much of when acting. 

You invited him in, thanking him for paying for the meal and sitting on the couch with beers in your hands. 

“How do you feel about the scene tomorrow?” He asked suddenly, his eyes lit with mischievous thoughts. “Which one?” You asked once your lips popped off of the bottle. 

“You know,” he chuckled, “the one where you can finally plant one on me.” 

“If I’m not mistaken, you’re the one who kisses me.” You defend, shrugging your shoulders. 

“Fine, fine.” He murmured, his eyes brightening with his smile. 

Your hands ran over the condensation on your bottle, the two of you sitting in a comfortable silent. He studied your features while you looked away, his eyes moving to something else once he noticed you staring back. 

“Do you think we should… practice for tomorrow?” Sebastian asked. 

You almost spat out your beer. “Practice kissing?” 

He nodded, “Yeah. I think it would be good, really show our body chemistry on camera.” He explained, now sitting closer and your knees hitting each other. 

Without saying a word, he moved a hair out of your face and tucked it gently behind your ear. His hand rested on your cheek and he leaned forward. 

Every muscle in your body stiffened, the moment you had been waiting for forever finally happening. 

As his lips met yours, you sighed happily and relaxed into his touch. His lips tasted sweet, like cherries with a hint of the apple ale that he had been drinking just moments before. 

His tongue tasted even stronger of the ale, it cold against yours but every move he made only made you want to kiss him longer. 

After a moment he pulled away, his eyes meeting yours. You cleared your throat, “Yeah, that was good. You’re pretty good.” 

Sebastian threw his head back and laughed. A real, belly clenching laugh. He wiped tears away from his face, only to chuckle more once he saw your smile, “I’m sorry, doll. You just-” he laughed some more, “you’re so awkward. It’s lovely.” 

“Hey!” you threw a throwpillow at him, “don’t be a jackass.” 

Sebastian giggled quietly to himself, only to stop and look directly into your eyes. “I’m going to kiss you again, and this time it isn’t for practice.” 

Before you had time to process what he had said, his lips were on yours and your back was on the couch. Not for practice this time, do what you can! you thought to yourself, wrapping your arms around his neck and enjoying the sweet taste of cherries once again. 

His hands stayed on your hips, pushing you down onto the couch and his lips capturing yours once again. 

You pulled away, out of breath and watching Sebastian’s chest heave as he smiled. “Do you think we’re ready for tomorrow?” 

“I don’t know… maybe you should kiss me one more time to find out.” You murmured cheekily, leaning up to kiss him again.

Right where he belonged

Right where he belonged (Alec Lightwood Imagine)

Summary: Reader drags Alec on a “mission” to a vampires night club.

Warnings: mention of fight?, makeout, mention of a half naked Alec 🌚

Requested: yesss

“Why are we here again?” Alec whined once again as he and Y/N walked in the vampire night club.

“I told you that I wanted to grab another bike for Jace since I crashed his.” She reminded him, as Y/N the vampire she would be teasing into her trap. “I felt bad crashing his, it’s the least I could do.”

“Why couldn’t you just ask Simon to steal one for you?” Y/N eyes caught one of the night children checking her out from across the room. She twirled her hair with her fingertips as the vampire signaled her over.

“Where’s the fun in that?” Y/N smirked at him as she walked towards her target. Alec’s face went hot red as the vampire’s arm wrapped around Y/N’s waist and pulled her into his hard cold body.

“A shadowhunter, the blood of an angel.” He murmured into Y/N’s neck, as his lips hovered over her pulsing vein.

“I’ve heard we taste sweet.” Y/N flirted back, gripping on his biceps. The vampire, apparently named Jack as he had told her, brushes his fingertips on her delicate skin as he took in her precious scent. Pressing her lips to his, Y/N hands traveled to Jack’s back, trying to find his keys. His tongue had slipped through her lips as she fought the urge to push him away. Alec hadn’t expected her to do such a daring thing, especially with him.

“More like sour, but worth to get to get to the sweetness.” His fangs had come out, only to about to sink in her skin when Alec had rushed over and pushed him away.

“Why are your downwolder hands touching my girl.” He snapped at the vampire, as Y/N took the opportunity to snatch the keys off the vampire.

“Maybe you should treat her right. Not my problem your girl isn’t satisfied with you.” Alec’s blood boiled as he pushed the vampire even harder than before as he got knocked down to the floor by the other bikes behind him.

“Alec! Come on!” Y/N shouted as the bike roared right as the other vampires huddled up behind Alec. With as much speed, he jumped behind Y/N and wrapped his hands around her waist as they speeded off through the New York City streets.

“I thought you didn’t know how to ride this thing!” Alec shouted, as the bike’s running engine was making too much ruckus for them to speak.

“I don’t.” Y/N laughed as her adrenaline was still running through her veins. “Jace is so going to love this.”

“Let’s see if the bike survives before we even get there.” Alec gripped on tighter on to her waist as the abnormal speed of the bike had got him off guard almost loosing his balance.

Y/N smiled a bit to herself as she realized Alec’s hands on her waist. He either was stupid to trust her so much to her crazy ideas or was too head over heels for her to say no.

Getting back to the institute, she left a note in Jace’s room telling him where his surprise was hidden while Alec was in his bedroom getting ready to head to bed. Y/N didn’t know how, but she ended up outside Alec’s bedroom door.

“Alec?” She had called out for him as she opened up the bedroom door. Her eyes landed on his naked chest as he was sitting down on the edge of his bed. He took a quick glimpse of her before turning his head away from hers as she walked over to him. Unlike him, she still hadn’t changed from the clothes she went out with. The only difference was she had removed her leather jacker, exposing her shoulders and chest a bit from her tank top.

“I’m tired Y/N.” He told her, clearly annoyed by her presence. He had the picture of her and the vampire stamped on his brain every time he thought of her since they had arrived. The urge that grew inside of him to harm the vampire for roaming his hands on her when he couldn’t even do it himself.

“You’re never tired of me.” She teased, standing before him as she smiled at him. But he didn’t smile back at her like he usually would. “Are you mad at me?” She pouted, as his eyes finally met hers.

“Furious Y/N! You recklessly dragged me into this club without having anything planned!” He exploded, standing up from the bed. Suddenly, his talk figure stood before Y/N’s intimidatingly as she stood back from him. “I hated seeing him run his hands on your body. But most of all, I hated seeing you kiss him so passionately without even knowing him.”

“It was a mission Alec.” She answered back. Her voiced had changed from her flirty self to a low shy tone. Alec’s face soften, noticing his jawline was tense. Y/N ran her fingertips across his jawline until her palms were in the back of his neck. “If you want me to stop…”

Y/N looked for any doubt in his eyes before pulling his tall figure closer to hers as her lips landed where she most wanted them to. His plump lips crashed into hers so easily and perfect as his hands craved for her skin. Lifting the hem of her tank top a bit, he placed his hands on her warm skin while her hands roamed his naked chest.

Y/N breathed out as Alec’s lips had left her own only to reattach themselves to her neck, craving her sweetness even more.

“You’re my girl.” He choked out, not wanting to leave her unloved. He had waited so long for that moment that he wasn’t going to waste any second more.

“Yours.” She gasped out the words he had wanted to hear. The grin on his face said it at all; he was where he belonged.


Greek Mythology: Hades x Persephone
w/Oscar Isaac as Hades and Sophie Turner as Persephone

“I asked him for it.
For the blood, for the rust,
for the sin.
I didn’t want the pearls other girls talked about,
or the fine marble of palaces,
or even the roses in the mouth of servants.
I wanted pomegranates—
I wanted darkness,
I wanted him.

So I grabbed my king and ran away
to a land of death,
where I reigned and people whispered
that I’d been dragged.
I’ll tell you I’ve changed. I’ll tell you,
the red on my lips isn’t wine.
I hope you’ve heard of horns,
but that isn’t half of it. Out of an entire kingdom
he kneels only to me,
calls me Queen, calls me Mercy.
Mama, Mama, I hope you get this.
Know the bed is warm and our hearts are cold,
know never have I been better
than when I am here.
Do not send flowers,
we’ll throw them in the river.
‘Flowers are for the dead’, ‘least that’s what
the mortals say.
I’ll come back when he bores me,
but Mama,
not today.”  
 ―    Daniella Michalleni

I want John to be with Sherlock when he’s high.

Not the ‘I haven’t seen you for you a month and holy shit you’re high’ nor the 'You’re high and I didn’t know but we’re not alone’.

I want Sherlock and John on their own, in modern times, Sherlock admitting it to John that he felt the need again. That he couldn’t stop it. That he needed it. And oh God please John, I can’t stop it.

I want John being angry but being more worried. I want John to grab Sherlock and steer him to his bed. I want John to take the list with trembling hands, though he will not look. Not yet. Sherlock is his priority now.

I want John to stay with Sherlock. Keeping a hand on him. Reminding him, silently, that he is not alone. Not this time. I want John to hold him when Sherlock starts to writhe and tremble.

I want Sherlock to cry against John’s jumper.

I want John to cry when Sherlock finally - finally - calms down and drifts to sleep. Because he hates this. He hates seeing Sherlock like this. But he is so relieved that this time, Sherlock came to him. Trusted him. Even with that bloody list!

John pockets it, staying close to Sherlock.

Not alone. Not this time.

This time, Sherlock, I’ll stay.

All you had been trying to do was make dinner for the two of you, but that clearly wasn’t going to happen now.
“Do it again, Marine, and I swear you’ll be pulling back a bloody stump.”
You hear Gibbs laugh softly behind you before wrapping his arms around your waist. The heat coming off of his body makes you shiver and you instinctively press your back against him. He licks the shell of your ear and you can smell the bourbon on his breath.
“Tell me you don’t love it and I’ll stop.”
You huff and growl, wiggling against him, not ready to give in so easily, but also not wanting him to stop.
“That’s what I thought.”
He grabs your ass again as he kisses your neck and you moan his name, grabbing the edge of the counter.
“I swear to god, Leroy, you are the devil.”
He bites the sensitive skin of your neck in response which causes you to gasp. He keeps going sucking hard enough to leave a bruise, growling and moaning softly as he does.
“You just love leaving your mark, don’t you? Gotta let everyone know that I’m yours…that no one else is good enough. That you’re the only one…”
He smiles against your skin as he listens to you talk, swaying the two of you side to side.
“You look good with my teeth marks on your skin…”
You turn around in his arms and face him.
“And you look good with my scratch marks down your back and arms…”
He laughs warmly before kissing you hard, all teeth and tongue. You dig your nails into his shoulders as he keeps going, backing you against the counter and making you wrap a leg around his waist.
“If you keep this up, we’re gonna have to bleach the kitchen.”
He snorts before picking you up and carrying you to bed.

– that little shit omg

neopixiesims  asked:

Since he is 19, I need Jace butt in my life. Also I need Jace spread out in front of a fireplace with only a piece of faux fur covering his belly button but everything else is exposed. Maybe if you do this for me I will reconsider this divorce.

First of all, I’m almost done with the scene with half-naked Jayce and without all this shit from a highlander novel, which you obviously do not read, so don’t fret, my dear. Second, if these fruity descriptions were your way of requesting Jayce for download, I have to remind you that the original Jayce was Marcus Flex from thosefuckingsims townies makeover, I just CC-ed him. So everyone who wants Jayce, can grab him and his butt from thosefuckingsims, bless them for their males :D