i was going to color this dork but i got lazy

Inspiring Confidence (Part II)

Peter Parker x Reader

This hilarity was originally posted by @tomhstories so go like/reblog this from them, please.

So I wrote something for this, because as soon as I saw these all I could think of was Peter, and how he would totally do something like this, but immediately regret it and panic.

I suggest you read Part I first, this will be much funnier if you do.

Summary: “Did you – did you actually just send me nudes?” Looking at yourself in the mirror as you spoke, at the white of your teeth as lips stretched tight across them and eyes crinkled as you smiled…’

Words: 1.2k
Awkward adorable Peter thinking he has text game, but is really just a dork. Mentions of nudity/intimacy.

(I really cannot believe that I wrote this. I’m so sorry.)

A contented sigh pushed past moistened lips as hot water pounded away at tense shoulders, muscle fibers tangled with all of the hours spent finishing up that paper you’d ended up putting off until late the next evening; laptop and scholarly words pushed aside for toffee curls, fluttering eyelashes, and words that were much more recreational.

There had been more giggling and clanging teeth than there normally was; lips too busy stretched across each other in smiles to even bother avoiding clumsiness.

A rosy blush had stained his face, his sculpted cheeks and sandy freckles a soft, flowery purple in the hazy blue lighting for most of the night. Petal pink color following the two of you back to your room as you’d quickly forgotten about black, white, blue, and jazz and moved on to mixing your colors and making music of your own kind.

He’d left in the early hours of the morning, a colored shadow escaping out of the window and into the purpling sky. You hadn’t heard from him since; it wasn’t often that Spider-Man truly got a night off.

Through the harsh pattering sound of droplets hitting the plastic of the shower curtain, you heard the tell-tale ping of your phone, accompanying vibration rattling against the marbled surface of the sink. The fact that it was 3 A.M. on a Sunday leaving you with no doubt: it was Peter.

But then it was almost always Peter.

Rinsing the last of the conditioner from your hair, humid air full of flowers and rain, you cut the water off and grabbed for your towel just in time for Peter’s ringtone to echo off the tiles in the steamed bathroom; drying off pruned hands and wrapping fluffed fabric around yourself before grabbing at the phone that was bouncing across the slicked surface of the counter; a lazy smile on your face.

“Peter, Isn’t it a little lat-” in a repeat of the night before, his nervous voice was cutting you off, vibrating, not unlike the way your phone had been seconds earlier.

“Look, I’m sorry, I didn’t think you would mind and that was a terrible idea,” chuckles uneasy, deep and bubbling past lips, “and, um, I - I’m not really sure exactly what I was thinking or – actually, again, I do, that’s a lie – ohmygod, um – I was impatient and now I just feel like it was gross, and - ”

“Peter?” You interrupted, deciding on words rather than the laughter that was begging to release as you connected the dots.

“Hmm?” Squeak of a sound from a tight, nervous throat.

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Lying Is The Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off (Sebastian Stan x Reader) Pt. 6

A/N: yaaay! chap 6 is finally here and the big moment finally happens you guys! *throws table* i always felt like seb would do some spontaneous stuff like this in this situation! I hope you guys like it! ENJOY! - Delilah

Warnings: None. 

Originally posted by vibraniumdoll

Sebastian: What are you wearing? ;)

You snickered at your phone as you walked through the large building. Since the grand discovery a couple weeks ago, you both have been completely honest with each other. No lies, no secrets, just the absolute truth.

You learned quite a bit about Sebastian; you both were similar in so many ways. You both were devoted pizza lovers. This conversation ended with Sebastian sending you a pizza all the way from Melbourne (where he was filming at the time) and made sure you got you and his’ favorite topping: pineapple and pepperoni. He made sure to tell the pizzeria to place the toppings in a heart shape, which you found absolutely adorable.

 Sebastian was also highly obsessed with Sharon Stone, which led to you sending him a body pillow with her body printed on it. He practically imploded when he un-boxed it the day he got it. You made sure he sent you pictures of it for your lock screen.

 Also, you found that Sebastian and you loved Star Wars with a burning passion. This led to a giant craze where you both sent each other merchandise of your favorite characters. Your favorite character was Leia Organa -she took absolutely no shit from anyone and was the most important female protagonist in a film full of males. Sebastian loved Finn -he was an unlikely man who was able to save lives despite his harsh upbringing. He also had a huge man crush on him. You both may or may not have spent your free time reading the scripts together for fun. 

You were currently leaving your latest internship job. You were tired, but still grateful for the opportunities you were given. You knew to never give up, no matter what life threw at you. You texted Sebastian back a snarky little reply. 

Me:  khakis and crocs. :)

Sebastian: ugh, i love it. are you wearing a fanny pack, too? that’s such a turn on. 

You giggled as you typed out your reply. He was such a little dork and you loved it. 

Me: oh yeah. my hair’s in those little leia buns as well. i’m a hot mess. 

Sebastian: i think you look lovely. that jacket brings your eye color. :)

You froze.


You furrowed your eyebrows, your eyes narrowing in suspicion as you peered around the crowd of people around you. There was no way he could see you from your phone, so what was he on about? 

Me: how did you know i was wearing a jacket? are you having someone follow me around?  >:|

He didn’t reply right away, in fact, your phone stayed silent. You knew Sebastian wouldn’t have someone spy on you, that was a ridiculous thought and all, but you couldn’t help the nagging feeling in your tummy that someone’s eyes were on you. 

You picked up your pace, eyeing every single person that walked by you with suspicion. You were almost to the entrance when your phone buzzed again, the notification chime blared loudly from the speakers. 

Sebastian: and that skirt! man, your legs are amazing!

Now you were getting a bit annoyed. How on earth did he know you were wearing a skirt? That was impossible, as he’s on the other side of the earth at the moment. 

Me: haha. very funny, seb. tell your buddy to stop following me or i’ll use my pepper spray. 

You were instantly reminded of your car, which was waiting for you in front of the building. You had put enough money in the meter for an hour and you really needed to get going. 

You power walked outside of the building, hugging your purse to your body. Your eyes were on everyone and everything that was in your sight. You were highly paranoid person all together and Sebastian being a little shit wasn’t helping at all. 

You’d get him back for this! 

You spotted your car, just a few steps away. You let out a sigh of relief as you got closer and closer to your vehicle. You’d give him a call shortly after you got settled in and demand answers. How did he figure out your outfit? Maybe he was just a lucky guesser?

As soon as you made it within a foot of your car, you immediately stopped in your tracks. Your purse you had clutched in your arms, slid from your shoulder fell to the ground with a thud. 

“Hey, kiddo,” The man spoke with a sheepish smile. One you had only seen from a computer or phone, never in person until now. He held up a bouquet of roses, along with a pizza box in his other hand. 

You covered your mouth with your hand as you stared at a very lively Sebastian, leaning against the side of your car. 

“I guess I’ve got some explaining to do, huh?” 


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Request: Idk this has probably been requested already but ommmggg ur boyfriend imagines are GOLD. Whenever you have time could you please maybe do svt hip hop unit as bfs? Also I feel you on the moving thing, I’ve been in my new house for just over a year and a half now and I STILL have boxes shoved in places that I haven’t touched yet so good luck with unpacking!😊
Members: S.coups, Wonwoo, Mingyu, Vernon (svt)
Genre: fluffy as heck
A/N: thank you so much for the compliments and well wishes!! Yeah no my room is chaos rn and I can barely walk past the boxes in the house LOL but at least I have a lamp now haha

Performance unit here: x


  • Congratulations you’ve signed yourself up to be flirted with for the rest of your life 
  • Boyfriend fashion boyfriend attitude,,, what’s his pink hat from change up made from??? Boyfriend material (I just really wanted to make that joke hjdshfje sorry)
  • The one who will nuzzle into you in the mornings and place gentle kisses on your cheek and whisper the most freaking endearing things into your ear
  • And it’s honestly so appealing that it makes you never wanna move but you gotta because oh no responsibilities are calling,,,
  • Maybe just,,,,,, a few more minutes in his arms,,,,,,,,,, it’s not like he can refuse you anyways lmfao
  • He’s just a big snuggler tbh he likes to lay around with you and just be as close as can be,, like it makes his heart swell up with happiness
  • Excessive amounts of pet names in English, Korean, and any other languages you may speak
  • Uses “baby” and “darling” a lot !! He thinks they just sound so nice and they’re so full of affection 
  • Lights up like a child on it’s birthday whenever you call him a nickname back
  • It’s literally one of his favorite things to hear and he always gets really giggly and grabby when you do it (let him hug you right now immediately)
  • A big sappy man who will tell you that he loves you at least once a day
  • No matter how or where or when or if he’s busy or not he will send a freaking carrier pigeon with the message on a tiny scrap of paper if he has to 
  • Doesn’t want you to ever feel down on yourself, so he always showers you with compliments before you can even think about doubting yourself??? He reminds you of all your talents and positive points and that he loves you more than the moon loves the sun and you always gotta cut him off cause otherwise you’ll be there for a long ass time 
  • Likes to feed you how corny but he’s always smiling so cutely you can’t refuse
  • Husband material
  • Loves to talk about his future with you 
  • if you don’t want kids then that’s okay!! he won’t push you!! and if you do then he’s excited to someday start a family with you someday!!
  • Mostly just talks about spending the rest of his life with you, and likes to do it with you sitting in his lap, chest against your back as he wraps his arms around you tightly to keep you snug and close 
  • Because when you guys sit like that, he can picture your future the best, swallowed up by your warmth and the feeling of your fingers in between his own 
  • And he gets that one little soft smile on his face and presses kisses to your neck (not like that ya nasty) and mumbles that he just adores you so much 
  • Freaks out when you get hurt 
  • Will 100% carry you whenever it happens and always asks if you need to go to the hospital 
  • You: It’s just a stubbed toe babe it’s okay-
  • Cheol: BUT WHAT IF YOU BROKE IT???????????
  • LOVES IT when you wear his clothes
  • You just look so cute,,, and it’s like when you’re wrapped up in them you’re showing anyone who can see that you’re all his
  • Will pick you up in a spinning hug when you wear them because it’s just SO PERFECT 
  • He literally thinks you deserve all the love in the world and wants to give it to you himself


  • Looks Emo, but is a Gentle Boy 
  • A boyfriend who very much prefers to show his love through actions rather than words
  • As a result he’s very doting??? Like he may not say The Three Words often but you can see his affection towards you in his actions
  • He always double checks to make sure you’re buckled up, brings you food when you mention you haven’t had a chance to grab lunch, runs errands for you without you even having to ask
  • Wonwoo: I saw you were low on the following items so I got them for you
  • You: Did you have to go out of your way to get those???
  • Wonwoo: It was for you, I wouldn’t have noticed if it was 
  • Wants to watch the sunset with you !!
  • Like straight up go to a secluded place, high up to get the best view of course, with a pile of blankets to sit on and wrap yourselves up in
  • He’ll hold you close with one arm while you guys sip a warm drink of your choice, smiling at each other all excited as the sky begins to change colors 
  • And he just can’t help but thank whatever it was that brought you guys together because this moment was exactly where he wanted to be
  • Warm and healthy with someone so vital to his world tucked under one arm
  • Probably wears socks to bed, he’s one of those people lmao (You may laugh but deep down I’m willing to bet anyone reading this has done it at least once)
  • Likes to nap with you 
  • Going to sleep in the early afternoon and waking up in the early evening, sleep tugging at the two of you and lazy smiles spreading as you gaze at one another
  • Quiet discussions of what to make for dinner, occasionally interrupted by a gentle kiss,,, how ideal
  • Ultimate caretaker when you’re sick or injured
  • Just somehow knows exactly what to do??? And has everything at the ready and if he somehow does it he has a few blackmail photos of Seungkwan that he uses to make him go get whatever it is you need so Wonu doesn’t have to leave your side 
  • Likes to go out to different local cafes with you to get boba and try pastries and different kinds of coffee
  • Also likes taking pictures of you in these cafes because he thinks they’re ~aesthetic~
  • Just thinks those sorts of dates are fun!!! There’s so many cafes to explore and you guys can take that quality time to find new favorite hang out spots that are quiet and just for you guys to catch up and have long, deep conversations in 
  • Likes to cup your chin/jaw when he kisses you 
  • Always a very gentle kisser, and pulls back with a tender look on his face and his eyes are twinkling with adoration 
  • And he’ll mumble a little compliment,,, and his voice is a little husky and you’re like “Okay Wonwoo I love you but that voice makes me feel atTACKED”
  • Trusts you with all his heart and soul and is an ultimate open book to you 
  • You could ask him anything and he would be totally honest with you 
  • Because you’re his forever person??? His soulmate??? He wants you to feel like you can trust him just as much as he trusts you and that means he’s never gonna hide anything from you 
  • And honestly it’s just such a wonderful thing about him,,, how can you not trust someone like that with your heart
  • When he does vocalize his affections, he always holds your hands close to his chest and reminds you that you hold all of his heart,,, and you always promise to treat it well
  • Literally such a sweetie why don’t you just marry him already????????


  • Uses your toothbrush on accident like three times a month and you keep having to buy new ones because ew 
  • You: Mingyu that’s dISGUSTING
  • Also kind of a sap but it’s not as articulate as Seungcheol lmao
  • Like he really tries to find a way to describe how he feels about you but he struggles with it a lot 
  • Sometimes the guys try to help him but he doesn’t want them to because these words need to be 100% from the heart,,, 
  • Even if they don’t come out the way he wants to, you can tell he worked on them and thought very long and hard about them 
  • So you always return those words, accompanied with a gentle kiss that makes him feel so much more at ease knowing he got his message across
  • You reminding him how much you love him makes him the happiest boy he just gets so soft over you 
  • The type to buy you guys matching onesies and is SO proud of himself for coming up with this idea even tho he totally saw it on instagram I mean what no Mingyu totally came up with it by himself 100% invented couple onesies 
  • Compliments make him feel good as it is but when you do it, it’s different cause you guys are dating and therefore it must be super duper special???
  • Swells up with pride whenever you call him handsome 
  • Consults you about any hair style changes (and honestly good let’s not have cheeto Mingyu make another appearance) because he trusts you with his godlike appearance
  • Cooks for you!!! He’s always sure to make you guys dinner on nights in
  • If you like to cook he buys you guys cookbooks full of things you can try making for one another, or even better, together 
  • Will 100% make you a bento box with a cheesy message written on the rice in seaweed, partially because he loves you but also partially because he wants to embarrass you lmao
  • If you watch him cook, he’ll narrate what he’s doing like he’s on a TV show just to make you laugh and it’s honestly adorable this man is a toll and also a sweetie 
  • Such a little soft puppy for you, people can practically see his imaginary tail wagging when he’s around you 
  • If you’re sad he freaks out a little because !!! You’re never supposed to be sad with him what should he do???
  • But he calms down quick and takes you somewhere private so he can hold you nice and close and listen to everything you say
  • Wipes away your tears and whispers assurances that you’re okay, he’s here and he’s got you, and he’s gonna help you until everything in your world is okay again
  • Likes to do fun and dorky things with you!!! 
  • If you can think of anything like that to do together HE WILL DO IT!!! He loves to do things with you and he doesn’t care if they make him look like a big dork because it makes the two of you happy
  • Especially loves it if it’s a pillow fort,,, but u gotta remind him to be careful cause he’s tall and kinda excitable so he might accidentally get up too fast or too far and knock it over 
  • But pillow forts will consist of late night giggling and teasing kisses and romantic comedies and it’s just,,, really fun 
  • Just being with Mingyu is really fun and safe and lovely really so why not stay with him forever???????


  • If you’re dating him please meme with him??? It doesn’t have to be often just like once every few months I wanna see some meme couple shit with Hansol lmao it’d be great
  • Will try and freestyle rap whenever you request it 
  • You guys could be making toast and suddenly you’re just like “Rap go” and he’s oN IT it’s not very good since it’s so spontaneous and about toast but he did his best okay
  • Just tell him you’re proud of him ??? he deserves it he’s a good one 
  • If you tell him you love him he gets squishy because he’s like 5 years old 
  • He can’t believe someone so wonderful who spends so much time making him happier than ever really feels as strongly towards him as he does towards them???
  • You might have to stop him from doing something stupid sometimes 
  • It’s not super often but sometimes him and a couple other members of svt get an idea in their head and it’s not always very well thought out,,,
  • Becoming close friends with Seungkwan who always thanks you for treating his best friend so well 
  • Kwannie will always offer to help you plan any surprises you might wanna give to or throw for Hannie 
  • Also tells you to let him know if Hansol hurts you cause he’ll totally fight him LOL 
  • Hansol face times you a lot when he’s busy or away on tour or for some other adventure!!
  • He tries to take you with him places as much as he can but yanno company rules and busy schedules :// the solution is late night face times
  • He’s always got a smile shining on his face whenever he picks up or calls you, no matter how tired he may be 
  • Thinks it’s funny when the members jump into the shot to say hello to you too or snitch on him but he excuses himself after a while because he wants a few moments just for you two 
  • The type of bf to high five you and then tug you into a hug and kiss your cheek or the top of your head
  • One time accidentally whacked your face and flipped his shit, would not stop apologizing but was also kinda trying not to laugh lmao
  • Bought you snacks to make up for it god bless 
  • A fan of back hugs!! They’re just such a sweet gesture to him, plus he gets to hold you and say whatever he wants and you won’t be able to see his face when he does it
  • Does he say sweet things??? Sometimes but sometimes he just tells you about something Hoshi or one of the other members did lmfao
  • If you send him a meme of himself, he will make it his mission to creepshot you whenever you least expect it just so he can have memes of you too
  • Loves it when you get along with his members, he looks up to them so much and to see so many of his favorite people getting along means the world to them
  • Also loves it when you get along with his family!! We all know how much he loves them 
  • His sister always jokes that you need to come along if he comes and visits because you’re more fun to talk to and Hansol is just “WOW OKAY BLOOD MEANS NOTHING TO YOU I SEE HOW IT IS” and it’s just fun
  • Quote one of his ~iconic~ english lines and he’ll tackle you to make you shUT 
  • But it turns into giggles and kissing and a little bit of tickling and then before you know it you’re just cuddling 
  • You make him feel so good honestly!!! You don’t even have to do or say anything just one look and he can feel his heart pick up,,, he just cares for you so much 
  • Treat this bb well 

Requests are open!!

love — p.p.

summary: “i wanted to say “i love you” for the first time without stuttering, but that failed.” (requested)
tags: @themultilingualmartell — thanks for your help on these !!

There was a mass underneath the tangled blankets on the small couch at Peter’s house. The rain outside was loud against the windows and didn’t help the broken heater situation the Parkers had at hand. Thunder clapped and lightning streaked through the sky.

They laid at opposite ends of the couch, legs entangled and fingertips brushing frequently. You’d have had to strain your ears to hear the faint whispers and laughter coming from them underneath the blankets.

“Okay, okay, I’ve got a good one,” her words were almost inaudible compared to the rain outside, “Do you have a map? Because I keep getting lost in your eyes.”

His laughter was hushed but his words were just a bit louder, “That’s one of the cheesiest ones around, sweetheart.”

Her giggles were quiet and she nodded her head quickly, “I know,” she whispered, linking their fingers together. He could feel his heart pitter patter in his chest at her actions. Peter boldly brought her hand to his mouth, pressing a ghost of a kiss on the back of it. A lazy smile made its way onto her lips.

“It’s your turn now,” she reminded. He sat there for a moment, thinking of a cheesy pickup line or dumb joke that hadn’t already been said.

“Oh, I’ve got one now,” he said, his voice still quiet compared to the rain outside. Her eyes pierced into him as she anticipated the joke.

“Knock knock,” he started. Her eyebrows slightly arched in amusement at the joke.

“Who’s there?” she mused.


“Cow who?”

“No silly, the cow goes moo,” he giggled and she playfully rolled her eyes.

“That was so bad, Pete,” she said, yet there was a hint of a giggle laced in her words.

“I know,” he whispered, a small smile etched onto his features as his eyes met hers. His eyes bore into her. They stared at her like she was the only thing that mattered and in that moment she was. She was his world. He would bring her the moon, and the stars, and the sun if it meant making her happy.

He was so in love with her. He loved her so much he thought he was going to die.

“I, uh, I-I love you,” his voice was barely a whisper. Her eyes flared with amusement and she quirked her eyebrows in a questioning manner.

“Come again?” she asked, cupping a hand behind her ear. Peter sucked in a breath.

“I love you,” he said, diverting his gaze from her eyes. His cheeks swirled into a heated pink color. Her lips parted, eyes widening as she squeezed his hand still connected to hers. A slight giggle crossed the threshold of her mouth as she smiled at him, softly shaking her head.

“You’re so cute. I love you too, Peter,” she smiled, a hint of laughter laced into her voice. Peter snapped his head at her, a lopsided grin engulfing his face.

“You know, I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but that failed.” he said and she laughed, her head tilting back slightly in the process.

“You’re such a dork,” she breathed out and Peter smiled. Good god he was so in love with her.

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Dorks and Dopes

Summary: I wonder how Logan and Roman spend their days off.

Warnings: none. This is pure fluffy cuteness.

A/N: Idk how this turned into a “prompt fill per day” thing but here we go. I’m not sure why but I wrote this from Patton’s perspective. The alliteration in the title is supposed to be a reference to a certain game but I’m not smart oops. Anyway,I don’t feel too great about this one, but I hope you enjoy! (Tag list at the end)

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anonymous asked:

stozier for the “do you want a hit?” prompt thing??

“want a hit?”


the baseball team’s season-ending party is still raging hard inside, but richie leaned against the outside wall, blunt in hand and high setting in. he didn’t usually mind parties — they were loud, he got his chance at being center of attention, and getting drunk was usually pretty enjoyable. tonight, however, he was avoiding going in.

he’d be honest. he was afraid.

not of the baseball team, of course. big bill was the captain, and he was harmless. he was also one of richie’s closest friends. and eddie was on the team, though his ‘asthma’ often got in the way of him getting real playing time. beverly and mike had both come, and they were two people he trusted the most in his life. the real reason he wasn’t inside was stanley uris.

stan had been his best friend in childhood. they’d always clicked, in the way that they balanced each other out. he wouldn’t say any member of their losers club was closer to any other — they were equal, bonded by some force they couldn’t name — but stan had been his first friend, and he had the most history with him. it had also been around twelve weeks since he’d had a conversation with stan uris. it wasn’t stan’s fault, not really. it was richie, if he was being honest. looking at stan made him sick to his stomach.

not because he hated stan, but because stan had gotten so damn attractive.

he’d spent one summer in new york and come back on some new wave trend, his hair gelled back (though his curls sprung up at the bottom, like they always would) and pins through his ears. he had these sick (faux) leather jackets that richie could only dream of being able to pull off, and cool motor-boots. stan was still a huge dork, still as precise and logical as he’d always been, but he’d adopted a lot of style from his cousin (who stan said was really cool and spoke a lot of yiddish and introduced him to cute guys).

maybe richie was a little jealous of the cute guys part, too.

his general staying away from stan came from the basic facts of his life. one, he was born and raised a strict methodist, and though his mother and father would probably be fine if he dated a boy, he knew his very-rigid church would judge him. they’d all judge. and for as loose-lipped and attention-seeking as richie was…he didn’t want them judging him. two, he just wouldn’t fit. richie didn’t find himself all that attractive, after all. he was still stuck in braces and it was sophomore year (buck teeth were hard to fix!) his ginger hair stuck straight up and was never quite the right shade — not the fiery red of beverly or the golden red bill possessed. it was as orange as a carrot! his nose was covered in blackheads, and his glasses were too big, and his clothes were dumb (although he loved his clothes, the brightly-colored jackets and loose jeans that he rolled up and chunky, ugly-printed belts), and he was short. so damn short. shorter than stan uris! he was only taller than bev and eddie.

and, thirdly, he was just a little terrified of falling in love with his best friend.

so it’s these thoughts plaguing his fuzzy mind as he exhales pungent smoke that keep him from realizing stan’s joined his side for a good while. when his eye finally catches another shape in the corner, he jumps out of his skin, nearly dropping his blunt and instead fumbling with it like it’s a hot potato. he finally finds purchase and holds it steady in one hand, leaning awkwardly back against the wall. in some attempt to salvage his dignity, he clears his throat, extends his hand out to stan, and offers, “want a hit?”

his voice cracks on the word hit, and he really wants to shrivel up and die.

but stan just shrugs, takes the blunt out of richie’s hand, and takes a hit. he starts coughing right afterwards, and then richie starts to laugh. “shut up, tozier, i never said i’ve ever actually taken a hit in my life!” his cheeks are bright red, and it makes richie’s own cheeks flush, because stan is fucking gorgeous. handsome just isn’t the word you use for stan uris. he’s an angel walking the earth, and richie knows this, but all he does is reach over and start rubbing stan’s hair to soften. “my little weakling! he’s not ready for our stoner ways!” he cackles loudly as stan smacks his hand away in annoyance.

“beep beep, richie.” stan grumbles, but richie’s head is too fuzzy for him to really heed those words, and instead, he just drapes a lazy arm over his bird boy’s shoulders. “you fucking love me, stan, you don’t care.” they stay like that in silence for a little while, richie with his arm around stan, somehow, stan with his head on richie’s shoulder. and maybe what happens next makes sense. richie blames seeing weird science right before he left for this stupid party. stan doesn’t blame anything else, because while he may be an expert in the art of denial, he didn’t want to deny this happening.

he leans in, and presses his lips right to richie’s.

up this close, richie can tell stan’s smudged eyeliner against his lids. he can see curls springing free, and his glasses nearly slide off — “close your eyes, asshole.” the words are mouthed right against his lips, and it’s hot enough and he’s high enough to oblige without complaint. his fingers twist up into stan’s curls unintentionally, but judging by the little noise of pleasure stan makes, he doesn’t mind.

when richie pulls back for air, his heartbeat is erratic, and a dopey grin has broken out against his lips.

“you know, stan, we should smoke together more often.”

“i took one hit! i’m not even that high!”

Catching Murphy, Part 6

Warnings: Swearing, possible nsfw content
Word Count: About 2467
Summary: You, Miss (y/n) (y/l/n), had a crush on Connor Murphy for years, from a distance of course. You had always been too shy to approach him, and the fact around school that he was an aggressive stoner caused you to become even more shy. One day, in history class, your teacher decided to assign a project and assigned everyone a partner—you and Connor were partnered together. Could you two grow close during the project and remain close? Or will Connor go back to ignoring you after the project comes to a close?
A/N: I apologize if Connor is a biiiiit OOC… ;-; Obviously takes place in an AU where Connor is alive. I apologize for the shitty whatever that is Connor’s dream
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 |  Part 5 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11

Connor was having a rather intense dream about a certain someone. Those to kisses sent his body off its hinges. He usually didn’t have these kinds of dreams, but you were doing something crazy to him; Connor wasn’t sure if he liked or disliked what you were doing to him. However, he would admit that he was quite enjoying his dream, a lazy grin spread his sleeping face.

You looked so beautiful as you panted beneath him. You (h/c) hair disheveled and splayed out on a pillow below your head, and your lips were kind of bruised from all the kissing that had just happened. “C-Con…” you mewled.

Connor smiled down at you as he said, “You know, dork, you’re not that fucking bad for a teacher’s pet.” After saying that, he bent down and placed a chaste kiss onto your kiss-bruised lips.

Instinctively, your arms shoot around his neck and pulled him down against your body. Finger curled into his rather soft hair as you attempted to deepen the kiss; however, despite your effort, Connor chuckled and pulled away from the kiss. Just as you were pouting and about to protest, he bent further down and started pressing open-mouthed kisses onto your neck. A gasp of his name fell passed your lips, which caused him to smirk and kiss lower, towards your collarbone.

As he kissed, his hands pulled at the hem of your shirt, signaling to you that he wanted that damn shirt off—pronto. You laughed breathlessly and shivered, the cool air of his room hit your heated skin as he pulled your shirt up, “M-murphy~!”

He looked up at you, a smirk pulling at the corner of his lips as he said, “Yes, ma’am?”

“Just fucking take off the shirt!” you blushed.

Not needing to be told twice, Connor pulled away from your neck and tore off your shirt. “Glad you finally said it,” he laughed, throwing the shirt into a corner of his room. His eyes focused on your black lace bra and licked his lips. “Wearing my favorite color are ya? Aren’t you just the best girlfriend ever, Miss (y/l/n)?”

He saw the way your blush moved up through your body at his words and he smiled again as you said, “And you’re the best fucked up boyfriend ever, Connor.” You reached up and touched his cheek, continuing, “Even though you and I each have our own issues, we conquer them together. You help me fight off my anxiety and self-loathing… I help you with all your problems and my family loves you, so whenever your family is being a dick, you come over. God, you’re just so… unbelievable, Con. And I’m grateful for Mr. Boulden’s history class every damn day, because without it, we wouldn’t’ve gotten to know each other. And we would never have combined our friends and we… we wouldn’t’ve started dating. I love you with everything in me.”

Connor looked down at you and genuinely smiled. Your words touched him and lead him to swoop down and kiss you passionately—something which it totally unlike him. “You’re so,” kiss, “fucking,” another kiss, “amazing to me,” kiss on the neck.

You giggled at his kisses, “I should be the one saying that to you, Con! I was always such a mess when we first met and you continued to put up with my bullshit!”

He chuckled against you neck as he once again started to kiss downwards, towards the swell of your breasts, “I had to because of that damn project. But, it was worth it, because I met someone who changed me and made me want to be a better person.”

“That’s so sweet of you, Connor,” you chuckled. “Now, are you gonna take my bra off, or am I gonna hafta do it for ya?”

“Take it off, then, fucking dork,” grinned Connor, sitting up and beside you, his legs hanging off the bed.

You sat up and huffed, reaching behind your back, “I will take it off, Murphy!! Fuck you!”

He snickered and said in a low tone, “You’re about to fuck me.”

You laughed as you threw your bra in the corner with your shirt, “You did not just say that, did you, Connor? I thought you were cooler than that.”

“Oh but you love me,” he laughed, pulling you to him by your waist. He placed a kiss on your forehead.

You smiled, pushed Connor onto the bed and straddled him. Now it was your turn to pull at his shirt, his hoodie having been abandoned a long time ago. “Now it’s your turn to lose the shirt, Murphy,” you whispered into his ear before beginning to kiss his jawline.

Connor laughed and let you take off his shirt. “Now it’s getting interesting, dork.”

You go back to kissing Connor’s jawline, and his neck, mumbling against his warm flesh, “Shut up, Connor. Can you enjoy yourself for once? And not talk the whole time?”

Connor laughed almost condescendingly, which turned quickly into a moan when you bit his sweet spot on the juncture of his collarbone and neck, “Oh fuck!”

Smiling, you felt pride swelling up that you finally caused him to moan mid-laugh. He had done it to you so many times, it was about fucking time you did it. You sat up and accidentally grind your hips against his, a devious grin played on your lips. “We haven’t done much touching and you’re already hard? Really, Con?” you taunted.

He just simply shrugged, “What can I say? You’re always a turn on, no matter what you do. You could just simply look at me a certain why and hell, I get hard, dork.”

You clutched your left arm close to you as you gushed, “Awwwwww, that’s really sweet, Con.”

Before you two got too off course, Connor grabbed your clothed hips and grinds them against his, just as a reminder of the situation at hand. “Don’t forget about me, you fucking dork,” he said.

Gasping as he did that, you smirked and answered in an almost seductive tone, “Oh, how could I forget that my incredibly attractive stoner boyfriend is hard for me?”

Connor rolled his eyes and gently moved his hands up your back. “I dunno, but some dumbass sure did forget it once before,” he answered.

Rolling your eyes at him, you started taking off your maroon sweatpants. Of course you had to get off of Connor for a moment, but it was worth it. Connor looked at you like you were the most gorgeous person he had ever seen, the fact that you had on matching lacy black panties made him happy.

She’s so gorgeous, he thought to himself as you straddle him once again. He raised his eyebrows and asked, “Not going to take off your panties?”

You laughed, “No, that’s a present you get to unwrap all by yourself. In a second. First’s things first, I gotta get your pants off~”

Connor propped himself up against the headboard, signaling for you to continue, “Then, please continue so I can unwrap my goddamn present. I’m getting antsy!”

You rolled your eyes at him and sink down to his waist, placing butterfly kisses down his torso, reveling in the fact that he was shivering in anticipation because of you. When you reach the hem of his pants, you begin to pop open the button; of course you did this slowly just to tease him.

“Bitch,” he hissed, “don’t tease me!”

“Oh, but I will,” you answered, but quickly ripped him out of his pants, boxers included. You lick your lips at the sight of his impressive size, you looked up at him and the fire in his eyes sent a shiver down your spine. “Oh, want me to do something?”

A sharp glare was your answer, you chuckled and gave him a teasing lick. He shuddered in response. “Tastes good so far, want me to continue?”

Just before Connor could answer you, he fell out of his bed. “OW!! WHAT THE FUCK?!” he yelled, throughly irritated.

Connor stood up, noticed that he had a very prominent problem and groaned, “You’re fucking kidding me! What is this teacher’s pet doing to me?!” He grabbed some clothes and walked to the bathroom, he was going to need a cold shower to deal with this shit.

 He throughly blamed you for his problem at 5 am.

The moment Connor walked into school, Jared and Evan bounded up to him, a shit-eating grin on Jared’s face. Noticing Kleinman’s grin, Connor hissed, “The fuck is up with that dumb grin, Kleinman?”

“So, Murphy, I saw (y/n) getting into your truck yesterday after school. Did you fuck her or something? Was she good?! You think she’d hit me up with some sex, too? Because I’ve found myself pretty pent up lately! On a different note, she looks like a total kinky slut in the sheets, so is she?!” Jared said in a loud voice.

Connor rolled his eyes he knew this was coming.

Evan blushed at Jared’s words and looked at Connor as he stammered, “C-Connor, you really took her home? You didn’t do anything s-she didn’t want, d-did you?”

“Evan, who the fuck do you think I am. I don’t force myself on to people! Also, Jared, it’s none of your goddamn business whether I had sex with that dork or not. Also, even if she is a kinky girl, what makes you think that she would be that for you, Kleinman? What if she only wants to fuck me, hmm?”

Jared snorted, and looked offended, “Um, excuse you, Connor! I make the girls scream louder than you could ever. All she needs is a bigger, better dick inside her and she’ll always scream out for me.”

“J-Jared! Don’t start this with Connor,” stuttered Evan, embarrassed at his friends, honestly.

Snickering, Connor quipped, “Oh, don’t worry, Evan. We all know that’s just Jared making up for his tiny penis.”

“Fuck you, Connor! Mine’s bigger than yours! I could make (y/n) scream louder than you ever could,” retorted Jared.

“Yeah right. Like she would even let your little fucking dick anywhere near her pussy, Jared!”

All that happened while they were walking down the hallway. Evan stopped and stuttered, “G-guys…”

Connor and Jared asked simultaneously, “What, Evan?”

The socially anxious, polo-wearing boy just pointed in front of Jared and Connor, saying quietly, “She’s right there…”

You stood there, just staring at Connor, Jared and Evan, your cheeks slightly burned in a blush. But you weren’t blushing because of the talk of you, no you were blushing because of the vulgar language. You were kind of flattered that they were arguing over you?

Connor dragged you into the conversation, “Oh, hey there, fucking dork. Jared here was just running his overtly sexual mouth. By the way, the geek with the glasses is Jared Kleinman and the baby-face is Evan Hansen.”

You wave at your crush’s friends and said, “What’s up, you two? Also, Jared is it?” You smiled at Jared and he nodded as you addressed him, “Yeah, well Connor’s dick is so good that I think I came like 4 times last night. All the while screaming his name at the top of my lungs. I’m impressed my voice isn’t gone. As for being kinky, I don’t really know, we haven’t explored our kinks yet, but when we do, you’ll definitely be the first to know. Oh, and if we ever want a threesome, I’ll remember that you want some good sex and sign you up. Okay?”

THAT was something Connor had not expected from you. He had expected you to babble like an idiot, like Evan usually did, but he was impressed at the naughtiness that just fell from your lips. However, Connor smirked to himself and wrapped an arm around your waist, playing along, “Oh yeah, that was some fucking mind-blowing sex, dork. Thanks for that, it was better than getting high. Mind keeping my bed warm every night?”

Evan was left both a blushing mess and smiling happily. He always knew you’d be good for Connor, even if the aggressive stoner refused to acknowledge it. “Y-you two sure do seem happy…?”

“Oh my god, Evan, you’re adorable!!” you gushed and pushed away from Connor, wrapping your arms around Evan.

Evan did not know how to react. He had never really talked to you and didn’t know how to react to the sudden hug. “I-I… I… umm…” he stuttered.

“Oh, sorry!! I’ve always wanted to tell you I find you adorable, but I-I was always too scared to talk to you,” you laughed nervously.

“Y-you have social anxiety, too?” Evan asked, his face lighting up.

You nodded and answered, “Y-yeah! Big time! I stuttered when I first t-talked to Connor yesterday!”

“It’s true. It was really fucking annoying.”

Jared smiled and wrapped an arm around your shoulder, “How about you come home with me today and we work on that social anxiety?”

You laughed almost nervously, “I-I guess so?”

“Absolutely not, Jared. She is my history partner and we have to do shit with that, so she goes home with me,” snapped Connor as he yanked you away from Jared.

That was true. “C-Connor does have a point…” you said. “Maybe some other time, Jared?”

Jared Kleinman flashed you a smile and answered, “That works for me, cutie!”

Connor rolled his eyes and pulled you with him, “We have to go to fucking history. Bye Jared, see you later, Evan!”

“See you in English, Evan!” you said and waved as the two went their separate ways to class. “Well, J-Jared sure is a piece of work, ain’t he?”

“Preach the the fucking choir, dork. Nice job playing to his sexual side though,” Connor laughed.

“He actually believed we had sex last night, can you believe that?! Like, why would he think that?”

Yeah, wonder why, Connor thought to himself as he took his seat in history. You smiled and sat in your seat, by the window.

TAGS: @defenestrate-yourself-please  @saturdayschilddrivesmewild  @hamilton-canyouimagine 


Summary: Fall shit with Clint Barton

Warnings: some swears, really just fluff and silliness.

Word Count:1209

A/N:This is my entry for @nataliarxmanxva​ ‘s challenge. My prompt was ‘frostbite’ and I was lazy, so it’s the title now too.

Send all the love to @writingwithadinosaur​, cause she deserves it, and I love her!

Also, a reminder that this blog used to be “the-witching-hours12-3″. I changed my name cause I’m annoying. Please don’t hate me!

Originally posted by justdaydreamsandimagines

“I’m not sure you understand what I’m saying here.”

“No. I completely understand what you’re saying, Tony. I just disagree,” you stated. You and Tony had been in a standoff for what felt like hours, but in reality it had only been a few minutes.

Neither of you were budging.

“But, Y/N, it’s cold outside!” Tony whined.

“Yeah so? I wanna see the leaves. I want to jump in leaf piles. Ya know? Fall shit. It’s the single best time of the year; we need to enjoy it!”

Tony, who had just opened his mouth to retort, was cut off by Sam yelling from the kitchen.

“That’s enough you two! Seriously, y’all are ruining my afternoon. If ya gotta fight, do it somewhere else!”

“Yes Dad,” you snarked at Sam. You stuck your tongue out at Tony, fully intending to be done arguing, but Tony threw a pillow at you. You caught the pillow right before it hit your face, and lowered it to glare at Tony, who just smiled. You’d just launched yourself at him when two arms banded themselves around your waist and hauled you backwards.

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anonymous asked:

For the *cough cough* self-harm reactions post (because, as someone who's gone through it before, it breaks my heart), assuming Red is the one who did it (of course, who else?... poor guy...) ‼️⭕️ Blue, ❗️♨️ Classic

This little drabble ran a bit long. Heh- w o o p s . That’s why it took way longer than both you and I expected- so sorry for the wait. In this story, Undertale Sans shall be referred to as Comic and Underfell Sans will be referred to as Red. I didn’t incorporate Blue’s piece here since this bit took long enough to write on its own.

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3 Years - Pt. 2 (F/A(?))

Genre: Fluff and Angst(???????)

Length: 2,000+ words 

Originally posted by kthmyg


You nodded, and a small thankful smile appeared on your face. You waved bye once more and the moment you exited, Yoongi closed the door behind you. A sigh of pure relief escaping him. “God that was weird..” He nervously laughed, rubbing the back of his head.

“Definitely, oh my gosh..” Nodding in a agreement. “Let’s just get home already babe.” You smiled up at him, closing your eyes as he bent down and kissed your forehead.

Yoongi giggled, still feeling the butterflies in his stomach he got everytime he looked at you, even after being with you for so long. He gripped your hand tighter, and led you to your car. “Let’s go babygirl.”

A little over a month had passed since then, things between Yoongi and you were better than ever. You two were constantly going on little random dates; he’d bring you flowers at least once a week, he’d always write cute little notes and leave them around the house for you to find. He was a romantic dork, and you adored it. 

It was about 9:30 p.m., you were to lazy to shower just yet so you plopped down onto your bed and waited for Yoongi to come over. You laid there wrapping yourself like a  ‘burrito’ - as Yoongi and Namjoon called it - in your silky, steel colored blanket while still wearing the sweats you’ve been in all day, you hair up in a messy half ponytail when your phone vibrated underneath you. 

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Inner Tubes and Ice Cream

For Day 2 of the Jonsa S7 Summer Challenge hosted by @jonsa-creatives

Prompt: Nature

Part 2/5: Twenty Years of Summer

Jon still thought about that summer three years ago when he first met the Stark family. He’d spent every day playing with them and been miserable when the time came to finally return home.  Now, Jon was thirteen and pretty sure that spending summers at Long Lake was a family tradition, even if it was only the three of them.

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[Name]: Delano Niflheim
[Nickname(s)]: Nifu, Dellie
[Age]: 24 (in Korea) / 23 / 31 (aged up verse) 
[Species]: Human


[Religious beliefs]: Agnostic (despite saying “oh my gods” a lot)
[Sins]: Lust / Greed / Gluttony / Sloth / Pride / Envy / Wrath
[Virtues]: Chastity / Charity / Diligence / Humility / Kindness / Patience / Justice
[Primary goals in life]: Be happy for as long as possible with a loved one.
[Languages known]: English (native), Portuguese, Spanish (fluent), Japanese (struggles a lot), Danish (struggles even more)
[Secrets]: He’s a gamer but doesn’t say it clearly. Awful lovey dovey guy.
[Quirks]: Stutters when nervous, chuckles and giggles a lot, enjoys playing with his own hair, always cleans his shoes before entering a building, drinks coke like it’s a mandatory drink, gets too excited when seeing animals (cats, dogs, whatever, he wants to pet and cuddle with them if they’re friendly), tends to buy stuff on impulse if anxious or stressed.
[Savvies]: Animals, Plushies, Videogames, Fiction Novels, Coke, Singing (manageable), Cinema, Indoors.


[Height]: 6′0′’ / 183 cm
[Weight]: 171,9 lbs / 76 kg
[Scars/ birthmarks]: Stretch marks on the waist and back (growth spurt), one tiny scar on his right hand due to an accident, small birthmark above left knee.
[Abilities/ Powers]: None except stated on the verse
[Restrictions]: His vision is a bit damaged so he needs glasses / Astigmatist + Myopia (nearsighted)


[Drink]: Coke, Iced Tea, Lemonade
[Pizza topping]: Pineapple, Mozarella Cheeze, Extra Cheese, Ham, Bacon.
[Color]: Black, Lilac, Yellow, Baby Blue
[Music genre]: Alternative, Instrumental, Pop
[Book genre]: Fiction Novels, Fanfiction, Fantasy Encyclopedias, Fantasy Novels.
[Movie genre]: Animated, Fantasy Movies, Adventure, Romance, Thriller, Musicals.
[Season]: Autumn
[Butt type]: ??? … Bubble butt?? 
[Swear word]: Ahahaha Fuck 
[Scent]: Vanilla, Lavender, Sweet and Fresh scents, Musky scents, Natural, Pine.
[Quote]:Be yourself for that’s the best you can be. That’s with who I want to be.
[Bottom or top]: Switch. He’s a switch.


[Sings in the shower]: Yes, OH YES
[Likes bad puns]: He’ll laugh at almost anything. It can get awkward, really…
[Morality]: Lawful / Neutral / Chaotic / Good / Gray / Evil
[Build]: Slender / Scrawny / Bony / Fit / Athletic / Herculean / Babyfat / Pudgy / Obese / Other
[Favorite food]: Icecream, Croissant, Pancakes, Sweets
[Boss theme music]: Join Us For a Bite (Live)   -   It’d be quite the messed up fight since for him to actually get in one would be because he’s really off his rocker. He’s a crazy wildcard and if the fight is to save or avenge a loved one… Then BEWARE, I beg you, BE VERY AFRAID!
[Their opinion on the mun]:Well, I wouldn’t be here without my big bro. I don’t care he’s younger than me, he’s still my big bro! Sure, he’s a dork when he wants and tries to dramatize his studies but I can’t blame him since I’d be a lazy ass if I got depressed like that… Also, I love to see him play with his pets and he sure does have a few! … IF ONLY HE STOPPED AND LEFT THE HOUSE MORE OFTEN!! Seriously, someone go and take him from his room because he’s a damn shut in. A huge sweetheart but a shut in. And the WORST is that his self confidence can even get lower than mine, LOL! Also, he’s a baby who loves coke like me so… Can I kiss him? And play videogames with him?? I see that he plays even when he’s writing…” 
[PFFT… thanks for the opinion, Delano. I’d kiss you too though!]

[Was tagged by]: @interimplexa​ [thank you so much!! i look forward to talk with youuu!]
[Tag 15 People]:  @nattjeger @akumanoken @truuthbullet @piictograph @gamertard @fierydog @fiercysoul @naru-uzumaki @natural-red-head @punkedup @mystxryious @pseudogaiety @pseudxcode @psychicarmorhead @psioblitz @royal-botanist @zensuality @zerogravi @zetsubo-okashi @serpentiem @babybcts @charredeyes @crownedwrath @crowndefiant @iceaffluent @kaxsuki @breakiitdown @kaledaddy @sternegreiifend @margaritacaptain @willbeshot @awadatsu @sevvn @cagediisms @catlovd @boopkissed @cxrdinxl @cxplcsivc @saecris @xhsangwoo @xhyoonbum @froppii @grossstalker @creatiexsm @delawaresmash @ofvaricty @offerriswheels @ateish @entranchant @tankmeta @sevenohs @sydas @liarcycled @opscuritae @pilawforhire
[ I DON’T NEED TO LEARN HOW TO COUNT IF I HAVE FRIENDS LIKE YOU RIGHT?? I love when people write “15” because I’m a rebel and read it how I want! ]


“You and I have made a perfect pair to live along 
Trying too hard not to realize we can’t live for long 
Only now it’s clear enough for us to 
Imagine how much pain we’ve hidden ‘till now…”

On My Own - Ai Ninomiya 

I really love this song! I would always listen to it when I go to sleep! It’s just so soothing~! Put up the part of the lyrics here just because it fits the mood! <3

These were actually an experimental piece since I haven’t been painting in this style for quite long. Got lazy in the end, though. Also, I’m totally nuts in painting detailed hair~! Drawing these two dorks always bring me joy! (♡´艸`) … well, they’re crying here, so… yeah…  <( ̄︶ ̄)>

Bnha x Pkm

Im having waaaaaayyyyy to many headcanons for this crossover and I need to let then out somewhere so I can go sleep so hear me out:

  • Pokemon Professor Aizawa. he’s so tired, grab whatever and leave. Has Slaking cus strong + lazy. Perfect duo 10/10.
  • Gym leaders: asui, ojiro, ashido, kaminari, tokoyami, uraraka and kirishima.
  • Elite four: shinso, midoriya, todoroki and bakugou.

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Me Reatching ML: Guitar Villain

Ooooh, I like that they have the detail that Jagged’s necklace is bouncing on him as he headbangs. I don’t think a lot of cartoons would put that detail in. 

I love that this egotistical dork is still wearing Marinette’s glasses. He adores them so much. 

JS doesn’t stress about not being No. 1 all the time, he knows he has skills. 

Jagged has deep trust in Penny’s judgement. 

He’s so dramatic and expressive I love it. 

I feel Penny deals with fights between JS and Bob a lot, and often has to find ways to make both sides happy. 

Bless Jag, he knows potential when he sees it. 

Marinette taps her cheek when she’s in disbelief. 

Bob you sneaky snake. Actually no, that’s an insults to snakes. How about sneaky mosquito? No one likes mosquitoes. 

Marinette definitely knows Jagged’s style. It’s also here that she declares he’s her favorite singer, despite Pixelator being his first official intro and she didn’t seem that excited about him being there. I’m guessing it’s the events of Pixelator that lead to it, mostly like him helping her with Pixelator, being the only official civilian to step up to help thus far, and the factor that he did a song for Ladybug. If she just liked his music before, those are solid reasons to really admire him and boost him up on her favorite list. 

Tom and Sabine are so awed and proud. Also, where did Marinette get her blue eyes? Because Tom has green eyes, kinda greyish; and Sabine as light grey eyes. And I know her great uncle has black eyes. Though Marinette does for sure have a grandmother, maybe that’s where she got her eye color from? Or maybe someone on Tom’s side of the family has blue eyes? It’s a small detail but so curious? 

…Kinda contradicting lessons here Tikki. Pixelator you push for Marinette to follow what she was asked to do, but here, you’re suggesting Marinette not do what she asked and to wing it, do what she wants, with you not knowing for sure if this is what Jagged wants or not. Tikki got lucky in her assumption that Jagged wanted Marinette’s style, but there’s no way to know for sure. Only large difference I can think of is how much effort Marinette is up to put in these project, with shades she was lazy about it at first, but here she’s into it but unsure of what she was asked. 

And you know, I would not mind an episode where Tikki is in the wrong for once. Ultimately she is always right in her advice and views, and being over 5,000 years old, yeah, she would be right about a lot. But despite this kwamis are still flawed, and they themselves don’t know everything. And Tikki does have flaws, but they’re not too obvious outside her bad habit of popping into view (hers I would say are putting a lot of pressure and expectations on Marinette, also being a bit biased towards LB duties, thinks Marinette should care about them more than her civilian life). So seeing Tikki in the wrong in her direction I think would be interesting. 

I really do love and appreciate that JS is really supportive and pushes for Marinette to dive into her style, to grow into it. He does have flaws with his ego and arrogance, but he has strengths too. It really makes him a solid background character. 

Damn he is strong when mad. Also, is it ok for Fang to eat that? I’m not too sure if that’s ok for a crocodile to eat. 

I am curious and concerned about what would’ve happened if Fang had eaten the akuma. Would he become the akuma? Can akumas die? Well, yeah I suppose. Plagg technically died in Timebreaker. I bet there’s some sort of magic on them that allows a butterfly to travel unbothered by predators or they’re just able to escape them. 

Fang makes wtf face. 

Marinette will hold her chin when she’s pensive. 

Adrien eagerly greets her. Then goes oh god as Chloe hugs him XD 

Adrien knows that Jagged is here at the hotel, he was there when Jagged arrived, yet Chloe acts like this is a surprise. 

Tikki is annoyed with those who talk in 3rd person. Who talked in 3rd person that annoyed you Tikki? Was it Plagg? Did Trixx do that to annoy you? Was it some villain you faced in the past?

Gorilla hums at Marinette. He reached out to her. This is the first time I’ve seen him make a sound at anyone. And he just hangs around outside the car when clearly Adrien’s going to be a while. I wonder if he’s curious about Marinette, possibly due to Adrien talking about her? Probably just overthinking stuff though XD 


Lmao, I remember the first time my sister and I watched this, when we saw all the headbanging we just broke into a giggly fit. 

HM YOU MISSED A GREAT CHANCE TO PUN. Instead of “face their doom” you could’ve said that “they’ll face the music!” or “their world will be rocked!”

…How does Fang fit through the door? 

I love that even the cars will headbang. And pigeons. Bless this. 

20, Tikki floated into the open again hanging by Marinette’s head. 

THEO. Can upcoming seasons keep the Where’s Theo game? 

XY is such a douche. I want to see Marinette go all savage on him. 

And I wonder how old XY is. I want to say 16-18. 

Yaaaaaaas, dragon riding. 


Oooooch he’s got to have a sore bottom at least to break the guitar. 

“THIS GUYS IS CRAZY!” “Thank you.” lmao

I need more Jagged and Marinette interactions. They give me such life. I want Jagged to be her crazy mentor, not just one ep alone. 

Getting an autograph from rockstar Jagged Stone, lol nothing. Getting an autograph from your classmate Marinette, oh boy that’s nerve wracking. 

Kiss me

A/N: Kinda based on the song Kiss me by Sixpence! Just some cute stuff kinda 

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1096

Warnings: none I dont think

Dean knew that whenever it was warm and sunny, the only place he’d find you was on the hood of Baby with a bottle of Jack, a blissful smile and nothing but a red bikini set that made his stomach churn with pleasure. It was a sight he never got tired of, and Dean constantly looked forward to summer because every day he’d be greeted with such an image. Such a picturesque moment. But today was different. He heard your voice before he even saw you. The melody entranced him, yet he tried to recall where he had heard such a tune.

Kiss me out of the bearded barley

Nightly, beside the green, green grass

Swing, swing, swing the spinning step

You wear those shoes and I’ll wear that dress

He could hear the smile in your voice as you sang, making him wonder why you would sing such a song. The selfish part of him, wanted to know if it was for him. Dean wasn’t stupid. He knew of the … connection, the two of you had. You had known each other for years, being Ellen’s niece and all. You didn’t join the Winchester’s until after Bobby’s death; and ever since then, Dean Winchester had slithered his way into your heart.

Dean was aware of the lingering touches, the wishful gazes. He himself wasn’t fully innocent either, especially since he wasn’t immune to your spirit, to everything that was you and it made him weak. Because he loved making you laugh, calling him a dork at whatever ridiculous thing he did. He loved being so attuned to your body during hunts, knowing your next move, knowing that you had his back always.

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight

Lead me out on the moonlit floor

Lift your hand up

Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance

Silver moon’s sparkling

So kiss me

You weren’t aware of the bow-legged hunter as he watched, the sun putting you in a lovely haze as you sang. It was such a simple song that complimented your voice nicely. A song that you wanted to sing to Dean but knew you would never have the guts to. So for now, the sun, the dried tall grass from the surrounding farms, and the endless blue sky were your only audience. You could picture his perfect green eyes, the way they crinkled whenever he smiled at you. You were becoming restless, not telling Dean about this stupid crush. But you couldn’t tell him, not when there was so much to lose if he didn’t feel the same way. Baby had become your confident since the car was such an important part of the eldest Winchester. You spent a lot of time with it, with her.

“I didn’t know you could sing like that, sweetheart. If I did, I would have made you sing me to sleep,”

A slight shriek left your lips as you quickly sat up, the rough voice making you blush immediately – rivaling the color of your bikini top. With trembling fingers you smoothed your hair and tucked it behind your ears as you watched Dean make his way towards you with a lazy smile. Despite the heat, he sported a black t-shirt and a tan button up. His green eyes seemed to be brighter than ever underneath the summer sun.

“I um, I didn’t know you were listening. I d-don’t really sing in front of people,” You stuttered, making you flush even more from embarrassment. Really? Of all times to lose your cool, it had to be now? Dean’s gaze seemed too intense, making you nervous as you looked at anything but his eyes.

“Well that’s a shame because I’d listen to you all day. You’ve been out here for hours, Y/N.”

“You know I love the sun and summer,” You chuckled, shoving him slightly at such a ridiculous statement. He shook his head in amusement. A moment of silenced passed between the two of you as you relished in the heat, in the stillness of it all. It was so rare for there to be a day off, with no worries about saving either Winchester brother, or even Castiel. For once it was quiet.

“Why’d you sing that song?” His bluntness caught you off guard, but Dean was nervous yet eager to know your answer, licking his lips as he watched you collect your thoughts.

“The truth? Or some bullshit answer?” You grinned teasingly, hoping that this conversation was going where you think it was. He didn’t respond. “There is a certain someone that I want to sing that to, but never had the guts.”

“Lucky bastard, must be a real dick if you can’t tell him how you feel,” You didn’t miss the hopeful glance he sent your way before playing with the ring on his finger, his father’s ring. .You were surprised at his nervousness, Dean was the epitome of sex and confidence.

“Yeah, he can be a real dick. But he’s one of the best men I have ever known. Does everything in his power to protect the ones he loves,” By now it was a dead giveaway, you watched as he smiled briefly, turning to you. You leaned in slightly, your arm leaning against his.

“Oh yeah? How long have you liked this dick?”

“A couple years, but I knew he needed time. So I’ve waited, I’ll always wait,”

His hands slid up your sun kissed legs slightly, before resting on your hips. He stood before you, over 6 feet of pure gold and love that you so wanted to have but it was all up to him now. He took his right hand and trailed it down your arm before intertwining it with yours, pulling it towards his plump lips and placed soft kisses on your palm.

“You should have told me earlier,” he murmured against your skin, the coconut scent from your sunscreen intoxicated his senses. He had never loved a scent so much.

“So what are you gonna do about it now, Winchester?” You teased, gripping his shirt tightly and pulling him closer to you, his legs resting against the grill of Baby, your own wrapped around his hips lazily.

That wicked smirk that broke women’s hearts around the country, appeared on his face. Resting his head on the crook of your neck, his breath hit your bare skin, making you shudder slightly.

“I don’t know, sweetheart. What do you want me to do?” You never backed down from a challenged, especially not from Dean Winchester.

“Kiss me.”

Gravity Falls sentence starters - Part 17

1. “I just ate a whole package of cheeze boodles without using my hands. Lazy Tuesday, you are delivering in a big way!”

2. “It’s nice to finally have a day where nothing interesting happens whatsoever.” 

3. “Everyone get down! Don’t let it taste human flesh!” 

4. “Get it out of here. It smells like if death could barf.” 

5. “I’m sorry, _____. On the dark, weird road I travel, I’m afraid you cannot follow.” 

6. “My _____ is a dangerous know-it-all, and the stuff s/he’s messing with is even worse. Do yourself a favor and stay away from him/her, you hear me?” 

7. “You’ll never guess what I found at the store today!” 

8. “Ugh! This is like ‘Homework: The Game’.” 

9. “Say, is this that game that’s mostly math and writing and isn’t anything like the picture on the box?” 

10. “Only a game designed by nerds would have ‘charisma’ as a fantasy power.” 

11. “Maybe I should start obsessing over _____ again.” 

12. “This is my favorite game in the whole multiverse! I can’t believe they still make it.” 

13. “Do you know what this means? We must stop everything I’ve been working on at once… and play!” 

14. “That’s going to leave a mark.” 

15. “That is so messed up. ______ would love that!” 

16. “It’s best if you and the family/others stay away from that subject. Honestly, I’m not sure any of you could handle the real answer.”

17. “That’s so cool. And impossible.” 

18. “Are you going to go to sleep? You’ve been saying dork words for hours.” 

19. “Hey hey. Look at you. Someone’s all dressed up.” 

20. “Could you maybe move this to another room?” 

21. “You want to break a record, _____? You’ve already got it for World’s Nerdiest Old Wo/man.”

22. “At least I’m not all keyed up to watch a kid’s show.”

23. “Don’t mock our fantastical monetary system!”    

24. “Listen, _____. Did it ever occur to you that if you joined us, you might actually have fun?” 

25. “Now you listen to me. As long as I live, I will never ever play your smarty-pants nerd game!” 

26. “You are the smartest players I’ve ever met. That’s why I’m going to eat your brains to gain your intelligence. It’s what I do.” 

27. “Your math is no match for my gun, you idiot!” 

28. “Eh, maybe let him/her get a couple bites in _____’s brain first. Even things out smartness-wise.” 

29. “Alright, alright. I guess if we have no other choice, we’ll go on a… *sigh*… epic wizard quest.” 

30. “Everyone grab a weapon.”  

31. “If my hands were free, I would break every part of your face.” 

32. “We must be getting close. These fairy bites are getting more frequent.” 

33. “S/he’s magic, _____. I’m sure s/he’s fine.” 

34. “There are no cops in the forest. We take this to our graves.” 

35. “Stop thinking, ____! The more wrinkly your brain gets, the more s/he’ll want to eat it!” 

36. “Drat! How did you make it past my one guard?” 

37. “Ah! My ears! They’re so pointy!” 

38. “There had better be something protective under this tunic. Oh! No there isn’t.” 

39. “Seriously? Can’t we just, like, arm wrestle or something?” 

40. “If you win, I go back to my own dimension. But if I win, I eat their brains.” 

41. “What do we do? What are our moves?” 

42. “I cast… uh… Shield of Shielding!” 

43. “Haha, yes! I was saving the worst for last.” 

44. “Sorry, Nerd Wizard. All your smarts are no match for dumb luck.” 

45. “Actually, after all that, I could use a little mindless fun.” 

46. “Eh, we both got carried away. I guess we’ve both gone a while without a friend.” 

47. “I don’t want you to tell anyone about this. Not _____, not even your _____. You understand?” 

48. “In my time, I’ve made many powerful enemies, but I trust you with this secret.” 

49. “Another day, another random body pain. Here we go.” 

50. “Hey! For your information, I was gonna shoplift most of this.” 

51. “Does anyone see this? This is what a hero looks like, right here.” 

52. “According to the town charter, a worthy candidate is anyone who can cast a shadow, count to ten, and throw their hat into this ring.” 

53. “A colorful piece of paper? S/he’s got my vote.” 

54. “I’ve got a really bad feeling about ______ as mayor.” 

55. “____’s the name, and being normal’s my game.” 

56. “It’s a shame _____ isn’t here. S/he’d run, and win, and be a great mayor.” 

57. “Hold it right there, ____! I’m taking you on!” 

58. “I was going to let bygones be bygones, ____, but you just made a powerful enemy.” 

59. “I’ll win either way, and when I do, you may not like the ______ you wake up in.” 

60. “Let the madness begin!” 

61. “_____ has a kind of charisma. How hard could getting him/her elected be?” 

62. “Your approval ratings started at zero. Now it’s a number lower than zero.” 

63. “From now on, maybe you should just read our prepared remarks.” 

64. “It’s a shame there isn’t a device that would allow you to control someone else. Oh, wait, of course. Yes, there is.”

65. “Whoa. This is amazing, and ethically ambiguous.” 

66. “As long as you wear the matching one, s/he’ll say and do whatever you want him/her to.” 

67. “Mind control is awesome!” 

68. “Do I really have to wear this thing? It looks like a flag threw up on me.” 

69. “Okay, we’ll only jump in if s/he starts doing badly.”  

70. “Magic, you say? Well, maybe it’s time we fight fire with fire.” 

71. “We discussed this. No more spooky spells.” 

72. “We’d respect you if you took things more seriously.” 

73. “This tie is a mind-control device invented by _____. If it weren’t for this tie, you’d be losing.” 

74. “You’re making me very uncomfortable right now.” 

75. “Hello there. Long time no see. Except in my revenge fantasies, in which I see you on an hourly basis.” 

76. “You’ll never get away with this, you creepy little dork!” 

77. “You were right all along. I should have listened to you when I had the chance.” 

78. “This debate is over! I’ve got to go save my family!” 

79. “No! Stop it! Thank you, but stop it!” 

80. “I can still drop you, you know.” 

81. “If I die, make sure I get a bigger tombstone than ____.” 

82. “Well, guess we know who won.” 

83. “I actually think you as mayor would have been fun.” 

84. “Let’s go vandalize _____’s mansion.” 

85. “I’m finally ready to make a deal.”         

Every Rose Has its Thorn - Chapter 12

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11

Every Rose Has its Thorn

Thank you:

“So you want me to throw this into the fire?” Jiyong looked at the t-shirt that Victoria was trying to hand to him. It was her old university shirt that had her school colors and logo. He couldn’t help but chuckle a little at the idea then look around at everyone else was throwing old mementos into the growing bonfire. “The fire is so big already.”  

“The bigger the better!” Victoria laughed like a little dork which he loved. She always laughed like that when she was drunk. “Tonight is about letting go of something that contains old memories. Throw it into the fire and move on from them! It’s like starting completely new!”

Victoria tossed her university shirt into the bonfire, others throwing in their own mementos. He thought for a moment and new what he wanted to burn. He and Victoria had to change into dry clothes after being in the pool earlier when they got tossed in. His shirt was an expensive designer brand that was flashy and glittery. He immediately pulled it over his head leaving him shirtless and Victoria’s eyes grew wide when he went to go throw that expensive piece of clothing into the fire.

“What are you doing?” She found herself asking in surprise.

“Letting go.” He smiled sweetly in such a charming way that it made her want to swoon, but his eyes were so sincere. “Look at it this way. I’ve always thought the flashier the better. My image is all that matters and what makes me important. But it’s not, there’s so much more than just some image that always causes me stress, isn’t there?”

“Well in that case, toss away!” Victoria grabbed a portion of the expensive designer shirt and assisted him in throwing it into the fire. The flames suddenly grew bigger making them jump in surprise then hysterically laugh since they were both pretty drunk now. She wrapped her arms around his now bare shoulders and he spun her around a little before stopping to cutely rub his nose against hers.

Isaac was on the other side of the fire but he could see everything clearly. It wasn’t fair. He had let her go so she could go pursue her dreams and this is what he gets for being the good guy? He thought over and over again for a while about following her to Korea so they could be together and so he could be there for her. Instead he stupidly said he’ll be here waiting in case something were to not work out and she would have to come back home. He also stupidly slept with Natalie that one time a month or so after she was gone just because. He still couldn’t figure out the real reason for that.

“Oh get over it.” He suddenly heard Natalie next to him. She saw the depressed and jealous look on his face as he stared in deep thought at Victoria and Jiyong together. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

“Shut up.” He rolled his eyes, breaking his stare casually so he could act like he wasn’t looking at them at all.

“What? It’s not like I’m wrong.” Natalie pouted her lip. “You can either stand here feeling jealous and sorry for yourself, or you can build a pretty little bridge and get over it.”

“It’s not that. Look at her. Look how happy she is.”

“I’m looking.” Natalie crossed her arms over her chest, continuing to pout as she too looked at Victoria an Jiyong. “And this is significant because?”

“Because I can see what she can’t.” Isaac explained to her. “She’s happy in some fantasy land with him right now, but it won’t stay that way.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“They’re not really dating, Nat.” Isaac turned to her for a moment before continuing. “But she has feelings for him. I know. I know because when we were together, she would smile at me like that.”

“Wow you’re pathetic.” Natalie held in a laugh.

“This is gonna blow up in her face. He’s gonna get bored with her and do the same thing with some other girl, and she is gonna be heartbroken. A relationship like theirs always end in nothing but disaster.”

“I love how you can see that she is really into him and all because what girl wouldn’t be, right?” Natalie grinned slightly. “Your lingering feelings for her only make you stupid though.”


“Because you can’t see that he likes her too.” Natalie patted his shoulder before walking off to leave him with that thought.

Victoria and Jiyong ended up chasing each other around the huge yard. He was so drunk that when she playfully pushed him he tripped over his own feet and fell onto the ground.

“Are you okay?” Victoria laughed at his sudden clumsiness.

“Yeah, just being lazy!” He joked, his beautiful white teeth making his smile sparkle. “Come lay on top of me.”


He shrugged, “Sounds like it could be a fun time.”

“Sorry, I can’t understand Korean when I’m super drunk!” Victoria swayed a little. Music was still playing so she sloppily danced to it which was mostly her just jumping and spinning around in circles which made him laugh at her dorky cuteness.

“Come here damn you.” Jiyong held his hand out to her in an overly dramatic way as if he were desperate. “Stop embarrassing yourself.”

“I’m not embarrassing myself! You’re the embarrassing one, mister shirtless man!” She pointed down at him, pretending to be angry. Her words began to slur, “You think you’re not embarrassing with your sexy shirtless body in front of my parents? And my friends? And whoever the hell else is here? Who is here anyway?”

“I don’t think they mind.” He winked. He pushed himself up off the ground. “Hey. All that chlorine messed up my hair. Care to join me in cleaning it up?”

“Oh you naughty, naughty dragon you.” Victoria smirked, putting the tip of her finger on the tip of his nose. “You’re a big boy, do it yourself.”

“You’re no fun.” He scrunched his face cutely before giving her a quick kiss on her lips. He trotted off to the house to go shower in her bathroom. It was already super late, he couldn’t believe how quickly the time passed by. It was difficult for him to find his way again through the house. His drunkenness made his memories of the recent house tour a blur and Victoria was just starting to catch up to him so she wasn’t any help. By the time he found the right way to the stairs, Victoria finally made it to the slide door and stumbled in to follow him. No one else was inside, everyone was enjoying the bonfire outside. Jiyong didn’t even have a chance to check the time until he found his phone in Victoria’s room. It took opening at least five wrong doors until he found the right one, giving Victoria enough time to point out the right door.

“Don’t use all my hot water.” She slurred as she followed him into the room.

“Are you sure you don’t wanna join me?” He smirked. All the lights were off but the moonlight shining through the window made his playful face visible enough.

“Now what would my parents think?” By the way she said it, it almost sounded like she were actually thinking about like she didn’t already know the answer. She even scratched her head in confused thought. “Whatever, just don’t drown.”

“I’ll try my best, okay?” He laughed before entering the bathroom, not locking the door just in case she were to change her mind. To his disappointment she didn’t, leaving him to shower alone at what he now knew was about one in the morning. He knew his now clean hair was going to pay for when he wakes up. It was also supposed to be very hot (like always here) for the rest of his time here, a complete heat wave. He knew his hair was going to pay for that too, what luck.

He turned the shower off and stepped out, squeezing out the water in his hair and shaking it a little. He wrapped a towel around his hips and stepped out of the bathroom to see Victoria gone. His eyes wandered to her desk, seeing her old diary placed in the same spot as where he originally found it. He felt like he could use another good laugh and see if there was anything else he could use to tease her with, and her not being in the room made now the perfect opportunity. He shook his hair again as he approached the desk. He touched the diary carefully, humorously looking around as if Victoria were going to magically sense him touching it somehow and freak out. He chuckled to himself and reread the entries he saw earlier that day, her cute words making him smile.

He meant it when he told her he liked what she said. It was cute and sweet, and it really did mean a lot to him. It also made him wonder if she still thought of him this way. Was he still some perfect human being that was rich, talented, a gorgeous angel, and good at everything? Or did she realize none of that was real? He saw some more entries as he scanned through, ones that he had not yet read. He read her words of her wanting to become a big designer and styling for celebrities. Her dream was already half completed. She had some pictures she drew on some pages that were pretty good. The styles that she made he found were quite similar to his, she even mentioned on another page that he was her fashion idol. That made his heart flutter in the strangest way. One particular entry caught his eye as he flipped through. He read,

“G Dragon has been sad lately, I can tell. With some of the recent scandals I can hardly blame him. The fact that he’s able to pull through and continue working so hard makes me feel happy for him. It must be hard being put on such a high pedestal like he has. The slightest mistake and he is shamed for it, like he is supposed to be perfect or something. I know I have written in here a bunch of times about how perfect he is and all that, mostly just to give myself a laugh since I’m his fan and all, but I know he’s not perfect. A lot of the time I just want to scream at people saying he’s only human because it seems like everyone always forgets that he is. I got the job at YG which I’m super excited for, maybe, well more like hopefully, I’ll get to meet the famous G Dragon. If I do get that chance of a lifetime, I think I would want to tell him thank you for helping realize what I am meant to do with my boring ass life. Who knows, maybe I’ll make his day. I hope I do. Guess I’ll have to wait until I get there to find out. Until then!”

Jiyong saw a drop of water drip onto the paper. He realized it wasn’t from his hair, but from his eyes that were now wet. He then noticed his lip slightly trembling. He wanted to tell himself that the alcohol was making him overly emotional but he knew that wasn’t true. What had he been doing all this time? Was he really that much of an idiot? This entire time they had been just using each other for no reason other than to suppress their actual feelings. He felt like the biggest idiot in the world. She deserved so much more than this, more than what he had been giving her. If he had realized before how much she actually cared about him, he would never have given her such a sleazy offer. Why hadn’t he offered his whole heart in the first place? He wasn’t now only just realizing his deeper feelings for her, he was now finally realizing what he’s had all along. He had someone amazing and was treating her wrong. He was finally going to start treating her right, it was what someone as perfect as her deserved.

“Oh Jiyong! I decided I also need a shower to, so I took one in my parents room. My mom’s shampoo smells so nice. So nice!” Victoria stumbled back into the room and slammed the door shut, her red hair now a red velvety color from the water and a towel wrapped around her slender body. She hiccupped, “Sorry to be such a buzz kill!” She then noticed him placing the diary back on her desk. “Were you seriously reading that again? If you use any of that against me I will, I will haunt your nightmares!”

Jiyong didn’t reply as he stood from sitting on her bed. He was happy she didn’t notice he was crying a little since his hair was still dripping a little onto his face. Her laughing mood faded when he approached her, his face unreadable. He looked so serious but she couldn’t understand why. She kept as silent as him since she couldn’t seem to find the words to ask him if there was something wrong with him.

He got as close as he could to her and softly put his hands on either side of her face, making her look up at him. He felt his heart pounding as he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. She didn’t know what motivated him to kiss her so tenderly but it didn’t stop her own heart from wanting to burst out of her chest from the electric sparks that made the butterflies grow in her stomach. His hands moved down to caress her bare shoulders as he deepened the kiss. He’s kissed her many times before of course, but this one was different. As her hands touched his chest, she felt his heart racing just as fast as hers. He was nervous too? His nonbreaking kiss wasn’t filled with senseless passion or lust. She could’ve sworn she felt the intimate feelings she had for him that she didn’t think he felt in return for her. She had been wrong this whole time and she knew that now. His feelings reciprocated hers.

She felt his hands undo the towel around her body, letting it drop to the floor. She wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling his fingertips brush her curves. He snaked his arms around her waist and carefully hoisted her up, her legs tying themselves around him. He only broke their kiss for a moment so he could put his forehead against hers and catch his breath, his eyes not opening. He felt his heart flutter again. He had butterflies in his own gut but the feeling made him happy. He felt so happy right now and it made him happier that he was finally sharing his heart with her. It made him nervous but not one inch of fear could bury the joy he felt right now in this moment. She didn’t have to thank him for anything. He felt like he was the one who should be thanking her.

He kissed her again, this one more passionate than the last. He carried her to her bed and rested her down with him barely hovering over her. At this point he felt as if the raging butterflies were going to make his stomach burst. As he lifted a hand to brush her wet hair out of her face he could’ve sworn he felt himself trembling. Why was he like this right now? What was there to be nervous about? It wasn’t like they’ve never done this before. But this time felt so different. He was nervous, more nervous than he has ever been for anything, and he could feel her heart beating just as fast when his hand traveled down her body to touch her in her most vulnerable place. Her legs tensed around him and he pulled his lips away from hers to let her pant softly moan in his ear.

His lips touched the soft-sensitive skin of her neck, his hot breath sending chills down the core of her spine. He kissed her here and there, down to the place where her neck met her shoulder, gently taking the skin between his teeth. Victoria gasped, making his own arousal increase. His lips traveled back to her neck. He kissed the place where he felt her racing pulse once then twice before finding her lips again in the moonlit darkness. He gulped as he pulled his working hand away so he could finally pull his own towel away and flick it to the floor.

Jiyong kissed down her chest to her stomach, his cold and wet hair lightly brushing her skin as he continued to trail down. She gasped once she felt his lips kissing her burning core, gasping again when he opened his mouth a began swirling his tongue. He’s never done it so softly and gently before, and he wasn’t doing anything to himself as he pleasured her this time either. It was because he just wanted it to be about her right now. For the first time he could care less about himself getting taken care of. He just wanted it to be about her.

He continued, letting her angelic sounds become less spaced. She bit her lip as she felt her toes curling on either side of him. He usually stopped around this point but he wasn’t this time. He kept going, letting her know that it was okay and that it was what he wanted. The room flashed with colored lights for a few moments and she released a single cry, her high coming and leaving all too quickly. He began kissing up her body again and she felt his pulsing and aching erection brush against her. It had to be torturing him by now but he wasn’t showing it. It was almost if he hardly cared at the moment. She momentarily pushed up her hips to grind against him, making him uncontrollably moan above her. He couldn’t take it any longer. He wanted to be as close to her as humanly possible. He wanted to make love to her for the first time, like he should’ve done a long time ago. That thought made him fully realize that he didn’t only care about her or like her. He was in love with her.

Jiyong licked his lips nervously, his throat feeling suddenly dry from nerves. He wondered if she felt the same. He slowly put his lips to her ear and heard himself whisper to her, “I love you.” He then pushed himself inside her, the heat and tightness making him shudder and moan into her ear. Victoria put her legs around his waist once again, helping him go deeper. His pelvis now touching hers, he pulled out then back in again. He did it again, increasing his pace as he continued, thrusting himself harder so she could press her nails into his back.

All the others times felt like nothing compared to now. All those other times were so meaningless and were easily forgotten in this moment. If he could stay in this moment forever he would. It was as if all the pleasure and love he has ever felt was multiplied by a million, making this the most intense but most beautiful and treasured moment of his life. He felt his eyes squeezed shut as his moans grew louder, his thrusts becoming faster as if on their own, like his body knew exactly what it wanted. Her nails weren’t in his back anymore, her arms were now actually embracing him to hold him close. He could feel her heart beating against his own chest, her feeling the same from his own against her.

Everything else had melted away. All he cared about right now was completing this moment with her, but at the same time he wished it could last forever. Victoria buried her face in his neck, feeling herself tighten around him, making him gasp. Her loudest cry vibrated against his skin, which was enough to make him reach his own high with her. Once it was over, he was happy she didn’t let go of him. He kissed her tenderly before pulling himself out and shifting over to the other side of her bed. She adjusted her arms so he could now embrace her as well while he caught his breath.

“You didn’t give me a chance to say it back.” Victoria grinned as she snuggled against him, her head resting on his chest.

“Then say it.” His lips formed a small smile as he stared up at the ceiling, his mind repeating all the recent events and feelings over and over again.

“I love you.” Her almost whisper made it sound like she were beginning to drift off to sleep. It was still enough to make his smile grow bigger.

The sound of Jiyong’s phone ringing next to them made Victoria’s eyes open. He reached his arm out to shut it off but when he saw that it was Taeyang, he felt like he should just answer it to remind him of the time difference and to go away since it was ruining his current moment.

“What’s up?” He put the phone to his eyes, letting his eyes close in relaxation. “Is there something important?” There better be something important if he was calling right now.

“I thought you were sleeping, I was gonna leave you a voicemail.” Taeyang chuckled.

“No, I’m wide awake right now.” He knew Taeyang could hear the sincere joy in his voice. “I’m having the best time here, I wish you could’ve came too. I’m happy I decided to do this, I needed it. So what’s up?”

“I just wanted to let you know that Missy accidentally told someone about you and Victoria. One of YG’s song writers. It’s very complicated but she told him and he just told the CEO. They’re worried about this getting revealed to the public.”

“It’s simple, just release a statement denying it.” He only meant the casual relationship story. That wasn’t true anymore was it? Of course not, things were much different as of late.

“That’s what Yang Hyun-Suk is considering but if that doesn’t work, he’s also thinking of the idea of saying that you and Victoria are actually dating and not just, really really good friends if you know what I mean.”

“Well, maybe hat’s not a bad thing.” Jiyong found himself saying. It wouldn’t be a lie now, and maybe keeping it a complete secret was wrong. “I mean, it’s not guaranteed that anyone else will know. It’s still very under the radar right now which is good I suppose. But if it were to get out somehow, and we were to have no other choice but to say it’s a serious thing, I wouldn’t mind it. I mean, it’s for the best right?”

“Kwon Jiyong do you have a crush on her?” He could tell Taeyang was smiling as he said that in the most teasing way possible. It wasn’t a crush, not anymore. It was something much more now. “What’s been going on over there with you two?”

“Nothing.” Jiyong chuckled, suddenly feeling shy. Was that a blush he felt his cheeks? “I’ll talk you later. I’m heading to bed.”

“All right. Goodnight and don’t forget to call me and let me know what you want to do okay?”

“Okay, bye.” Jiyong hung up his phone and put it back next to he bed. He chuckled, “Missy’s a bitch you know that?”

Victoria laughed into his chest and nodded. What kind of phone call was he just having? “Yeah, I know.”

“I bet she has even worse words for me.”

“For my sake can you guys at least try to hate each other a little less?”

Jiyong looked down at her and shook his head while cutely pouting his lip. “Nope.”

“You’re too much for me sometimes.”

“I could say the same about you.” His curved smile half sincere and half teasing smirk. “I meant it, I hope you know that.”

“Meant what?”

“When I said I love you.” He looked up at the ceiling again. “I think I have for a long time.”

“Are you sure it’s not the alcohol talking?” He heard a slight joking tone in her voice.

He smiled again. “I’m sure. I forgot to tell you something else. Something important.”

“What is it?”

He put his hand on her cheek, making her lift herself up so her face was level with his. His thumb stroked her soft cheek as he looked seriously into her eyes. Before leaning in to kiss her, he was sure to tell her what it was he wanted to say.

“Thank you.”