i would never give up on you

Wade has never had a real family before, which means he’s never celebrated Thanksgiving. So when Peter tells him that Aunt may wants Wade to join Peter at her house in Queens to celebrate he doesn’t know what to do with himself.

The whole while he’s getting ready he’s bombarding Peter with questions. What if she doesn’t like me? What if the scars scare her away? What if she thinks I’m not good enough for you, baby boy? What does she think of cussing? What if she makes me break up with you because she doesn’t approve of us being together? The questions never end but Peter assures him that May will love him like he was her own, she welcomes everyone with open arms.

On the big day they arrive at the house and Peter gives him a tour. He shares the memories of growing up here under the care of Uncle Ben and Aunt May, how much Ben would’ve loved to see that Peter now has someone in his life who loves and cherishes him like nobody ever has. That this someone is Wade.

May greets Wade with a big joyous hug. She smells like safety and motherly love and Wade never wants to leave her comfort. To be fair, everyone feels that way about the sweet old lady. She wastes no time running around the house, gathering old photo albums of little Peter to show Wade. She shows him pictures of Peter at science fairs holding trophies half his size, at Decathalons where he’s weighed down by the sheer amount of medals hanging around his neck, holiday pictures that they used for their Christmas cards and such she doesn’t let Wade up off the couch until he’s seen all of Peter’s chilhood through May’s eyes (not that he wanted it to ever end).

She asks him if questions that make Peter want to curl into a ball and hide. Is he still a neat freak? Does he still pee with the toilet seat down? How about the sleep talking? Does he get to bed at a good time? You must know how irritable he is when he hasn’t had enough sleep.

While she cooks the meal Wade offers to help out, seeing as all this food is too much work for one person (may can surely handle it but she doesn’t mind Wade being around). Wade even critiques some of her cooking methods and seasoning recipes. At first May is a little reluctant to take his advice but as it turns out, Wade is an amazing cook.

They eat together in harmony, laughs and warm smiles being exchanged at the table as often at the bread rolls are being passed around. Wade feels so at home, like he belongs here and his presence is valued. He feels loved and he can’t seem to comprehend the fact that if he weren’t here he would be missed.

They finish the entire turkey, the three of them. May makes Wade promise he’ll come back soon so she can fatten him up. Peter is happy and blushing the whole time, glad that the two of them get along so well. He makes a (semi-joking) joke about May stealing Wade from him because she can cook. they walk out the door May tells Peter to come back soon and that Wade is welcome any time. And for once, Wade does feel welcomed and it’s one of the best feelings he’s ever felt.

What If Mon-el Is Dying?

First off this crazy theory is @tinnefoil fault.

These crazy ideas happen when we throw comics panels at each other.

First off I refuse to believe any version of Saturn Girl would manipulate anyone, much less a friend. It’s against everything her character and her people stood for.

Second I would never even consider a situation where Mon-el would cheat on anyone. The one thing you’ve seen in the comics over and over again is Daxamites take their oaths as seriously as Kryptonians maybe even more. Daxamites are simply more cagey about ever giving them and how they word them.

The line that got my ears up was Winn’s line about they tweaked the lead to attack Daxamite DNA.

Mon-el was at ground zero when Lena’s bomb went off. That’s probably the equivalent of standing in the fallout zone of a nuclear bomb. If what Winn said was true our yellow sun probably only bought him time. He knew he was a dead man walking when he got in to that pod. He was probably trying to spare Kara the knowledge she killed him when she hit that button. He planned to die alone out in space.

Anyway instead of dying in space alone he gets pulled in to the future. There they manage to stabilize him with a regular medical regiment. It’s not a cure. It’s holding a terminal condition at bay for now.

They bought him seven years.

And maybe in those seven years the future goes to crap. Saturn loses Garth the true love of her life, ect.

Then Mon-el finds out their fix isn’t working anymore. It’s going to become less and less effective over time because his body is rejecting it. His DNA is going going to disintegrate.

If you know anything about DNA disintegration in comics is the first thing that happens to you is insanity. Mon-el knows he’s too damned powerful and knows how many people he could hurt if that happens.

Saturn Girl, a good friend, and maybe something a little more, comes up with a crazy idea. Marry her. A marriage bond will help stabilize him mentally and at least let him hold on to his facilities in the the time he has left.

Garth is dead. Kara is long dead.

Mon-el agreed.

Things go to crap and Mon-el agrees to one last mission before he steps down. It goes to shit. They end up under tons of rock and jump in to the pods to survive.

And damn if fate isn’t a ball kicking bitch. He wakes up almost at the same time where this all begins. Kara demanding to know why he married Saturn and he’d rather have his tesicles pulled through his nose than tell Kara why. That he’s dying and it’s her fault.

And now he and his team have to carefully consider the possibility- do they save Kara and change the future. Something they need to think long and hard about.

And this theory you can blame @tinnefoil for.

PRO TIP FOR THE SICKFIC + WHUMP COMMUNITY

Have you managed to read every single fic listed on ao3 as “sickfic” or “hurt/comfort” for all your favorite fandoms, but still find yourself thirsty for more?

Well never fear!

I’m here to remind you that, if you add: “site:http://archiveofourown.org” (or fanfiction.net - no quotation marks) at the end of your google search, your browser will only bring up results from that website! So, if you were to search:

you’ll get results for any fic in the archive with these key words, even if the stories aren’t tagged as sickfics! I’ve found a lot of stories feature sickness and whump that I would have never ever discovered without this trick - you should definitely give it a try, and experiment with your key words a bit!

Anyway, just thought I’d share this, since it took me WAY too long to realize this was a thing, and it might help some of y’all out with your whumpy goodness!

anonymous asked:

Hii! Can I have a wanna one reaction to their s/o having acne issues? Hope you have a nice day!!! -Hwihwi Anon

*daniel*

- poor dan is probably clueless and just stares at you with his head titled while you go on and on about the acne problem
- but he would immediately search it up and give you a few advice the next time he sees you
- but when you reveal that none of those work, he would once again be flustered and clueless
- daniel’s skin is relatively good so he’s never got to take good care and such
- so he’ll ask jihoon or daehwi or sungwoon, but end up recording whatever they say to you since he actually, legitimately, cannot understand what they’re talking about
- what dha? what’s that?? what’s tea tree oil??
- but you thank this baby anyways because at least he’s more than concerned and is willing to help you
- but he’ll also advise you to exercise instead, although he doesn’t know how it helps, but he does it often so it may be of help

*jihoon*

- jihoon would know a few things or two about skincare
- he’ll actually be serious about it and talk to you about it, and actually make a list of do’s and don’t’s
- will be all “why didn’t you do as i said??” if you didn’t follow the instructions written on the post-it
- tells you to exercise at least thrice a week, eat fruits, drink lots of water, and gives you some of his facial products
- but he tells you that you should discover you own products instead, and secretly buys some for you to try
- but he’ll kiss the places where you have acne and go “i’ll kiss it better!!”

*daehwi*

- boy’s got a diploma when it comes to skincare
- he doesn’t have any skin problems, but it’s just him to be very informed of skincare tips and such
- “don’t put tooth paste or baking soda paste!!”
- will just tell you a whole guide to good skin right there and then when you ask
- he’ll be waving his hands around and saying “firstly, secondly,” stuff like that
- will make you use his products since it’s mainly unisex
- and he’ll rub it on your face like he does to jinyoung
- “maybe you’re too harsh on your skin!!”
- and it’s so soft when he applies the cleansing foam on your face
- he’ll rub it evenly and softly, giggling as he does so

*jaehwan*

- jaehwan will be laughing when you tell him about your problems
- and you get frustrated because that boy cannot relate even though he doesn’t wash his face, it’s so unfair
- and he’s laughing at you
- but jaehwan will consult minhyun, who’ll give him tips and tell him to transfer some information to you as well
- and well, while you thank jaehwan, he offers to apply it for you
- he really ends up smearing it everywhere on your face
- and he pouts when you scold him for it
- “fine, just don’t complain when I put the face lotion on your electronic keyboard.”

*seongwoo*

- he’ll literally have no idea what to do
- like whenever you have a problem, he’ll automatically help, it’s almost like his responsibility
- so when you bring up about your acne, he has this bashful face whenever he boasts about something but fails to do it
- so he just goes all “it’s okay honey, i’ll love you no matter how serious your acne is.”
- one does get pretty sad about acne and skin problems, so he doesn’t want you going around saying you’re ugly when clearly you’re not, so he helps boost your confidence as much as he can
- but if you’re really concerned about it, he’ll suggest you go to the dermatologist or a skin centre for advice

*woojin*

- woojin is honestly probably going to be like “just wash your face with cold water, it’ll be good.”
- like what’s the point of masks and serums and lotions they’re all the same to him
- but it’s not like he’s not going to do anything
- he texts his sister for some acne tips and passes them on to you
- it comes at very random times
- you might be just eating lunch when he drops a text to you
- “lemon juice helps, and don’t put too much chemicals on your face. natural stuff is the best.”
- watches in wonder as you apply the things on your face meticulously
- sometimes he jokes around and puts some on his face as well
- “good, it’s good for you skin too.”

*guanlin*

- gets so concerned when you start worrying about your skin
- literally asks the other members and takes notes right on the spot
- gives it all to you at the end of day and you can’t help but to be touched
- the amount of care this baby gives you is real
- “you’re beautiful anyways.”
- tells you not to worry but he can’t relate since his skin is clear
- even goes to stores like innisfree and the face shop to ask about products
- and who can deny him?? so he gets you all the products that’s recommended for your skin type
- such a darling, claims that your skin is getting better
- “i can see the acne disappearing!! really!!”

*jisung*

- definitely knows quite a lot about skincare
- “trust me, i have to know these things to keep my face youthful.”
- reminds you to practice things that help your acne
- for example, if you’re working late, he’ll force you to go sleep
- he would literally hug you tightly so that you can’t escape anywhere else
- “sleep, sweetie. don’t you want to make your acne better?”
- laughs it off when you start rambling about how ugly you are with the acne
- but it’s all serious afterwards when he realises you’re serious about it
- “no, you’re not ugly. you’ll never be ugly.”
- devoted to your feelings and wellbeing

*minhyun*

- “try products that are for men!!” nah i’m joking
- he’ll be telling you about how to look out for stuff that might make your acne worse
- i imagine him telling you all these sitting on his bed cross-legged with you sitting opposite him
- checks in on you sometimes
- “did you apply that?”
- also the type to help you put on your mask
- “you should put less makeup too, it helps. besides, you’re so pretty without makeup.”
- would sometimes also run his fingers over your acne spots
- “i swear my fingers are clean.”
- he really just thinks you’re beautiful with or without acne

*jinyoung*

- boy would be all confused too, but tries to make sense of it
- “jinyoung, i think this isn’t helping.”
- “then, uh, don’t apply it??”
- would give up understanding the concept of how to take care of one’s skin
- “honestly, you don’t have to do this. you’re fine just the way you are, in fact the acne’s pretty cute on you.”
- jinyoung’s really honest when it comes to these things
- sometimes he actually says things that are useful
- he didn’t tell you that he actually steals them from daehwi

*sungwoon*

- if daehwi’s got a diploma on skincare, sungwoon is a professor
- he’ll most likely tell you that you’ll have a bout of acne even before it happens
- but when it does, he’ll give you a “see i told you so” kind of expression
- but sungwoon would actually buy all the products beforehand, and would then give it all to you when your acne breaks out
- would also help you apply while telling you how to stop the acne
- “you have to wash your face first, scrub it with this, but do it softly because you won’t want to scar your pretty skin-“
- gets satisfied when you tell him your acne is getting better
- “treat me to meat!!”

Giving Monsta X Head For the First Time.

I’ve never gotten a reaction request but I’m excited! I read these all the time and they’re so fun! So excuse me if it sucks bare with me pls and ty. Anyways anon enjoy!

Since this is NSFW related I’m gonna put a keep reading thing for ya’ll who really wanna see this lol

Keep reading

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After watching the newest episode, this just happened to come to mind. The room is loosely based off Meteora’s room, with what I had the designs on the pillars were rather pixilated and hard to get the patterns. Doing two slightly different versions is the usual, never knowing which one you’ll like more. (Maybe I should have added Meteora?)

But I can just see them trying their best to keep their baby safe. Monster dad doing what he can to keep the Mewmans out and protect his wife. While Eclipsa has tried almost everything to keep her family safe, seeing their options are running out.

I would assume in the end she gave herself up to give them time to get away, but obviously it didn’t work out entirely. Maybe Eclipsa will get to see Meteora again, you gotta admit it would be a sappy reunion.

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Anon said: Ok but, what if the Bakusquad except Bakugou, became babies?

For you, and the other dozen people who’ve asked about one or another squad member as a kid  (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ 

Tom and Lin-Manuel: An Appreciation/Jealous Rant

Every writer has a golden period – a chunk of time when her brain is ripest, when the veins he is tapping are the richest, when the ideas, big and small, spill out over the sides of the bucket instead of having to be patiently collected like drops of rain off a leaf. This is true for songwriters, playwrights, novelists, screenwriters, anyone who writes anything in any genre. Go look at John Hughes’s IMDb page and marvel at his golden period, which I would bookend as 1983-1990. It’s outrageous. He wrote Vacation, Mr. Mom, Sixteen Candles, The Breakfast Club, Weird Science, Pretty in Pink, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, Some Kind of Wonderful, Planes, Trains, and Automobiles, Uncle Buck, and Home Alone in eight years. Eight years?! That’s absurd.

But then look at his next 20 years. You won’t find one movie that is better than the worst one he wrote in those seven years. The vein ran dry. It always does. That’s just the deal.

Tom Petty’s golden period never ended. Or, at least, the silver periods on either side of his golden period were seemingly infinite. No matter where you think he peaked – Full Moon Fever, or Wildflowers, or Damn the Torpedoes – the decades on either side were wonderful. He was great from the moment he released his first album in 1977 to the day he died last month. For forty years he wrote, and wrote, and wrote, and the songs he wrote were good or great or amazing.

Tom Petty wrote “Breakdown” and “American Girl” in 1977. He wrote “You Don’t Know How it Feels” seventeen years later, in 1994. He wrote “You Got Lucky” in 1982, “King’s Highway” in 1992, “The Last DJ” in 2002. He wrote “I Won’t Back Down,” “Runnin’ Down a Dream,” Free Fallin’,” “Love is a Long Road,” “A Face in the Crowd,” Yer So Bad,” and “The Apartment Song,” and “Depending on You,” all in 1989, and they were all on the same album, and that’s absurd.

He wrote “Stop Draggin’ My Heart Around” in 1981 and “Big Weekend” in 2006. He wrote every song on Wildflowers – and they are all great – in or around 1994. He wrote fifty other great songs I haven’t named yet, like “Don’t Come Around Here No More” and “Jammin Me.” He wrote great songs you’ve heard a million times, and great songs you’ve maybe never heard, like “Billy the Kid” (1999) and “Walls” (1996) which was buried on the soundtrack to She’s the One.  He took a break from the Heartbreakers and casually released “End of the Line” and “Handle With Care” and “She’s My Baby” with the Traveling Wilburys in 1989-90. He wrote “Refugee” in 1980 and “I Should Have Known It” in 2010. Is there any rock and roll songwriter alive who wrote two songs that good, 30 years apart? (Paul McCartney wrote “Hey Jude” in 1968, and only 12 years later he wrote “Wonderful Christmas Time,” which is so bad it nearly retroactively undid “Hey Jude.”)

He wrote about rock and roll things, like ’62 Cadillacs, getting out of this town, and dancing with Mary Jane. He wrote about love and loss and heartbreak. He wrote legitimately funny jokes, and moribund memories, and personal narratives, and imaginative flights of fancy. One of his characters calls his father his “old man” and it somehow isn’t cheesy. He was from Florida and California and wrote about both of them, and every time I’m on Ventura Boulevard I think of vampires, because the images he wrote are indelible. 

Petty didn’t just write songs directed at women, like most rock stars. He wrote about women, and he wrote for women, and he wrote with women. He treated the women in his songs as lovingly and respectfully as he treated the men. He cared about them as much, he spent as much time thinking about them, and he liked them as much, and all of that is rare.

He wrote simply, but not boringly. He made his characters three-dimensional, somehow, in a matter of seconds. There’s a famous (probably apocryphal) story about Hemingway bragging he could write an entire novel in six words, then writing: “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” I prefer the 18-word novel Petty wrote as the first verse to “Down South” –

Headed back down south
Gonna see my daddy’s mistress
Gonna buy back her forgiveness
Pay off every witness

When I was working on Parks and Recreation, whenever we needed a song to score an important moment in Leslie Knope’s life, we chose a Tom Petty song. It started with “American Girl,” when her biggest career project came to fruition. It was “Wildflowers” when she said goodbye to her best friend. It was “End of the Line” at the moment the show ended. For the seven seasons of our show, Tom Petty was the writer we trusted to explain how our main character was feeling, because he wrote so much, so well, for so long.

*******

It seems like a joke, Hamilton – a joke in a TV show where one of the characters is a struggling New York actor, and is always dragging his friends to his terrible plays. Like Joey in Friends. There’s an episode of Friends where Joey is in a terrible musical called like Freud!, about Sigmund Freud, and you get to see some of it, and it’s predictably terrible. Freud! the musical is arguably a better idea than Hamilton the musical.

I’m far from the first person to say this – I’m probably somewhere around the millionth person to write about Hamilton, and the maybe 500,000th to make this particular point, but it needs to be said – a hip-hop Broadway musical about the founding fathers is an astoundingly terrible idea. Lin-Manuel Miranda should never have written it. As soon as he started to write it, he should’ve said to himself, “What the fuck am I doing?!” and stopped. And after he got halfway through, he should’ve junked it, gotten really drunk, and moved on with his life, and made his wife and friends swear to never mention the weird six months where he was trying to write a hip-hop musical about Alexander Hamilton. I literally guarantee you that when Lin-Manuel Miranda first told his friends what he was writing, every one of them reacted with at best a frozen smile, and at worst a horrified recoiling. Some of them might have been outwardly encouraging – “sounds awesome bud! Go get ‘em!” But then later, alone, they would call each other and say What the fuck is he doing?

There is a moment, in Hamilton, when what you are watching overwhelms you. (It’s not the same moment for everyone, but most everyone has one, I suspect.) It’s the moment when the enormity, the complexity, the meaning of it, the entirety of it, overpowers you, and you realize that what you are experiencing is new – new both in your specific life, and new, like, on Earth.  The first time I saw it, that moment was a line in the middle of “Yorktown.” Hamilton sang the line And so the American experiment begins / With my friends all scattered to the winds, and I burst into tears in a way I hadn’t since I was 10 and a baseball went through a guy’s legs in the World Series. Something about how casually he says that – And so the American experiment begins – just settled over me, like a collapsing tent, and this thing I was watching wasn’t in front of me, it was everywhere around me, and it was exhilarating and transformative.

(If I could put this part in a footnote, I would, but I don’t know how to, so: I should mention that I am very far from a musical theater aficionado. I have seen maybe eight musicals in my life. Not only did I not expect to cry, hard, during Hamilton, I did not expect to enjoy it. I saw it like a week after it opened on Broadway, kind of on a whim, knew nothing about it, and the last thing I said to my wife, as the lights went down, was: “We’ll leave at intermission.”)

The second time I saw it, that moment came much earlier (I knew what I was getting into, this time, so I was more ready to be subsumed). It came barely three minutes in, when the entire cast of the show, in a piece of choreography that can best be referred to as “badass,” all walk down to the very front of the stage and stand, shoulder to shoulder, and sing very loudly about how Alexander Hamilton never learned to take his time. The cast has, to this point, trickled on stage, slowly, one by one, telling you Hamilton’s origin story, and then suddenly there they all are, all of them – maybe 20? 50? It seems like 1000? – as close to the audience as they can get, and they are every size and ethnicity and gender, and their voices are loud, and I thought to myself, oh my God, this is a cast of people descended from every nation on Earth, all singing about the foundations of the American experience, and yes I “knew” that, intellectually, but holy shit, now that I see them all, I know it, like in my stomach, I understand it, and what a thing that is.

The third time I saw Hamilton, that moment was during “It’s Quiet Uptown,” when this enormous, sprawling, improbable, otherworldly, multi-ethnic, historical, art tornado presses pause on all of its historical-cultural-ethno-sociological-artistic investigations, and spends four and a half spare minutes with a couple who are grieving an unimaginable tragedy.  Specifically, it was the lines

Forgiveness
Can you imagine?
Forgiveness
Can you imagine?

What a thing to do, for your characters – to give them four and a half minutes in the middle of an enormous, sprawling, historical swirl, to just be sad. What a piece of writing that is.

(Again, should be a footnote, but: as long as I’m talking about writers here, I should point out that if the late Harris Wittels were alive, he would, at this moment, text me and hit me with a “humblebrag” for writing about how I have seen Hamilton three times, and he would be right. Miss you Harris!)

In the hundreds of hours of my life I have spent thinking about Hamilton since I first saw it – far more hours than any other single piece of art I have ever experienced – I have revisited that same thought over and over: he never should’ve written it. It was an absurd thing to do. It took him a year to write the title song, then another year to write the second song, and how did he not give up when two years had gone by and he’d written two songs?  He must’ve known in his heart it needed to be a 50-song, 2 ½-hour enterprise, and he had two songs after two years, and he kept going. How did he keep going? I’ve been trying to write this blog post about two writers I admire for different reasons since the week Tom Petty died, and I’ve almost given up five times.

At this point, the entire musical is that “moment” for me. It’s the whole thing, now – the thing that overwhelms me is the whole thing. The conception of it, the writing of it, the rewriting of it. The music and the motifs and the themes and the threads and the dramatic shape and the characters and their inner lives, and the eagle-eye writer’s view it took to keep all of that in his head, all of it, the whole time. The writing of it. The utterly impossible writing of it. 

Telling myself I’m stronger than I was,
that’s a lie.
You broke me down, no, I broke myself down
with my own emotions.
I wish I could love myself, but somehow I can’t unless I know I have you.
—  because i’m convinced i’ll never get over you.
dating steve harrington would include..

Originally posted by beyknowles

  •  Steve would be one of the most loving and caring boyfriend in the world, so jot that down
  •    majority of the time he’s holding you in some type of way; holding hands, hands on your waist, tapping your wrist, basically laying on top of you, you name it
  •    Steve loves contact v much because it helps remind him that you’re still around and still sticking with him
  •  his face instantly lights up whenever you walk into the room, even if you were gone for .02 seconds
  •  this kid is a literal softy for your smile, and will do anything for/to protective it
  •    even if he sees an ounce of sadness evident on your face, he will immediately start throwing out the most ridiculous jokes just to see you smile
  •    Let’s be honest, it’s all probably dad jokes
  • steve is into nicknames, he probably calls you a different one everyday
  •  his #1 favorites is babe and sweetheart because those are the ones that gets you flustered the most
  •  even tho i said he lives for your smile, he absolutely loves it when you get embarrassed by the things he says
  •    ‘wow, can’t believe i’m dating the most beautiful person in the world
  •    “Oh my gosh steve pls be quiet”
  •   “Quiet! How could i quiet with news like this!”
  •  always says ‘i love you’ everytime he leaves you in a room, even if it’s only for a split second
  •  melts with every kiss you give him and will probably ask for more
  •  will, in return, give you thousands of kisses all over your face
  •  Steve is very interested  in your hobbies and will intently listen to everything you say about them
  •    He actually thinks it’s kind of cute when you talk about the things you love and attempts to share that love with you
  •    If you’re interested in books he’ll try to read a couple of them
  •   he might stop reading it at some point, but he tries
  •   if you like to bake, you guys would try to do some cooking dates together!
  •              Which might end up somewhere else, but hey! It’s the thought that counts
  •  Impromptu dates! loves impromptu dates!
  •    He’d be driving with you in the car and just say “hey, you wanna go out right now?”
  •            ‘y’know, i’m feeling milkshakes, wanna get milkshakes?’
  •             i heard kfc is good, how about we grab a bite?
  •  You’re the only person steve will ever allow to touch his hair, and let me tell you it’s a blessing
  •  it might look ridiculous at times but that shit is soft
  •  and he loves the feeling of your fingers running through his hair, so it’s a win-win
  •  does the 80s equivalent of sending good morning/good night messages, which is basically sneaking into your room at night, and picking you up for school first thing in the morning
  • will purposefully stay late so he’ll have no choice but to stay over
  • do not plan on studying with this kid, bc he cannot focus
  • with that being said, steve loves cuddling and really likes the feeling of you in between his arms
  •  he’s the type that would leave you flowers in your locker or doorstep
  • and he probably gives you roses before any date
  • misses you and thinks about you all the time when he leaves for college and tries to visit you anytime he can
  • probably calls you everyday to make up for it
  • the calls would last for hours and he never hangs up
  •                             “steve c’mon i have homework”
  •                             “i know, i know, but i can’t just hang u-
  •                              “okay, then i’ll hang up”
  •                              waitwaitwait don’t go yet!”
  • is a total gentleman even if he doesn’t look it
  • will hold doors open for you and give you his jacket if gets cold (even if he makes it seem like he doesn’t want to)
  • and will throw his fists in your name if it comes to it
  • in conclusion, steve harrington would be an amazing bf thank you and good night

this got kind of long, and i kind of got carried away, but i hope you guys like it!

anonymous asked:

im sad ,do u have any nice vld hcs? dont feel obligated to reply, ill probably read one of ur fics to feel better anyways

i’m sorry you feel sad :( i wish there was something i could do, i hope these fluffy klance headcanons make you feel better even if it’s just a little

  • lance ties keith’s hair into a floof at the top like a pineapple, and then when keith walks his floof keeps bouncing around and it makes lance cry 
  • keith watches lance sleep with a sappy smile on his face
  • lance drowsily: “babe?” keith: “yes baby? my angel, my beautiful boy-” lance: “can you stop hogging the blankets? for once in your damn life?” 
  • lance knows that if he runs at keith, keith will drop whatever he’s carrying to catch him because keith is built like a tank 
  • lance always squishes keith’s cheeks together and makes him look like an angry pufferfish, but then lance kisses his pout over and over and keith is happy 
  • lance: “WHAT TEAM!?” keith: “vol-tron?” lance: “no but i still love you” 
  • keith has a competition going with pidge and hunk called ‘who can make lance giggle the most’ and keith currently has a lead of 42 points, because all he has to do is pull lance into his chest and nuzzle his neck. it has a 100% effectiveness rate
  • keith: “why did you fall in love with me?” lance: “i mean…you thicc lmaoo” 
  • lance: “keith nO I’M SORRY IT WAS A JOKE I DIDN’T MEAN IT”
  • at dinner lance gently bumps keith’s shoulder with his, and keith smiles and does it back. they bump each other harder and soon they’re rolling around on the floor giggling while the rest of the team is like -__- 
  • lance: “i got you this pretty flower” keith: “i liberated this planet and they made me their king. i’m giving the planet to you now lance. lance are you listening to me. if i could give you a whole solar system i would lance you deserve so much listen please-” 
  • lance: “baby can you rub my back for 2 seconds” keith: “yes ok” keith: “lance did you fall asleep what the hell” 
  • every morning keith shoots up from sleep with his hair sticking up wildly in different directions. lance always musses it up cos it’s soft and it makes keith smile, and lance’s chest squeezes cos he never thought he would be this in love 
Never Her

Originally posted by inlovewithacriminals

Pairing: Loki x Reader (ft. the Avengers)

Content/Warnings: Angst; fluff

Words: 1544

A/N: So my Soulmate AU writing extravaganza begins with Loki, my MCU husband. I’ll probably end up writing these Soulmate AUs to be a little longer. This was a request for @bi-pie67 for 7. Your internal voice is the voice of your soulmate’s, rather than your own.


“Are you sure bringing Loki back to the Tower is a good idea?” You asked Thor dubiously. Steve seemed to reflect your sentiment, looking just as doubtful.

“I assure you, Loki will not get into any trouble,” Thor said. “He seems to have had a change of heart, and my father has ensured that he will be unable to use magic while here, at least until we are sure he is trustworthy.”

“I’m going to trust you on this, Point Break,” Tony said. “But if he destroys my tower again, I won’t be happy.”

“I am certain Loki will do no such thing,” Thor said. “I shall bring him here tomorrow, is that okay?” Everyone shrugged, still looking uneasy with the whole idea, though nobody raised any objection to that. “Marvelous! He shall be here tomorrow, then.”

Clint snorted. Out of everyone, he was, understandably, the least excited. “Can’t wait.”

You hadn’t actually been around for the whole Loki debacle, and admittedly you were a little curious to meet Thor’s brother. Some rather colorful tales had been told by the rest of the Avengers about Thor’s ‘crazy adopted brother’, but you wanted to find out for yourself. Plus, as someone who was still waiting to find their soulmate, there was always the little ‘what if it’s him’ in the back of your mind. Your soulmate, at least from what you always heard in your internal voice, sounded British… almost. You couldn’t put your finger on the accent, but it was similar to Thor’s.

“Up and at ‘em, sunshine!” Tony’s voice came over the speakers in the tower the following morning. “Good ol’ Reindeer Games will be here today, so we gotta make sure everyone is ready. You know, just in case he goes rabid reindeer on our asses. That’s all. Over and out.”

Groaning, you rolled out of bed, pulling on some presentable clothes and making sure you were ready to meet Thor and Loki. Thor had informed everyone that he would arrive around noon, giving everyone ample time to get ready. You made your way to the kitchen, grabbing a cup of coffee that Steve had made and sitting at the table.

“Sleep okay?” Steve asked, glancing up from his own cup.

“Yeah,”  You nodded. “Thanks for the coffee.”

“No problem. What do you think about Loki coming to stay here?” He asked you.

You shrugged. “Well, I’ve never met the guy, so it’s hard to say. Wary, but curious.”

“All I can say is, don’t get your hopes up too high,” He said with a snort. “I don’t trust the guy.”

“Guess we’ll have to find out,” You said.

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If MCR Songs Were People

This probably already exists but I spent two hours doing this instead of sleeping. Tell me which song you’re most like.

Welcome to the Black Parade: has a flair for the dramatic, doesn’t know how to do a smoky eye, was in the marching band in high school, daddy issues.

Sleep: has insomnia, PTSD, nightmares, is self deprecating, just wants to go the fuck to sleep

Destroya: probably gay, moans like a bitch during sex, pretty fucking hardcore, shit immune system though, lives for anarchy

House of Wolves:
will burn in hell (or believes they will), is a bad mother fucker, has a sister who should be scared, pyromaniac, “Catholic”

Vampire Money: all over the place, drinks a lot but parties like a beast, has a Bowie obsession, likes driving fast and loud music

Na Na Na: really artistic, pansexual, likes to scream lyrics, rebel at heart, probably still wears bandanas, sunglasses and boots all day every  day, fuck the government

Cancer: is dying, will die, all of your friends will die, actually doesn’t have any friends, really depressed, in pain, martyr

S.I.N.G: activist, owns jeggins, would join an underground gang if they had the balls, likes neon things for some unknown reason

Early Sunsets Over Monroeville: loves zombies, probably owns a Hawaiian   shirt, really quiet and doesn’t talk much, hangs out in shopping centres/malls but never buys anything

Demolition Lovers: is probably part of an underground gang, has to go away for “work” a lot, has a shotgun in the trunk of their car, teal,  unrequited love

Helena: recent death in the family, super fucking dramatic, lots of makeup, always wears black (maybe some red), nail polish is always chipped, imagines/fantasises things that will never happen all the time

Teenagers:
super punk, goes to concerts all the time, will break shit just for fun, has authority issues, probably friends with a lot of delinquents, is a delinquent, doesn’t read books, drinks a lot

Famous Last Words:
is constantly having an existential crisis, really   committed when it comes to relationships, cowboy boots, goes outside at midnight for no reason

I Don’t Love You: always heartbroken, never cuts hair, plays guitar,  goes on road trips when things get difficult, super emotional, cries a lot

I’m Not Okay:
is still in high school, I don’t care if they’re 39  they’re still in high school, hates high school, does stupid shit all  the time because fuck it, high school, is not okay, is friends with  weird people, high school

Mama: PTSD, self deprecating, mama’s boy/girl/person, has a sick sense of humour, laughs manically for no reason, cutthroat

You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison: probably gay, went to prison, had a fuck tonne of bitches (I’m kidding, they were actually the  bitch to a fuck tonne of other people), can’t adjust, has issues with  family

Headfirst for Halos: epic, is not okay, always trying to think  positively but is screaming inside, thinks about doing stupid shit all  the time (i.e. Putting a gun to their head)

Vampires Will Never Hurt You: screams a lot, has a vampire fettish, hates Twilight with a passion, has never gone outside, wouldn’t mind dying if I was a wooden stake to the heart, sucks dick

The Ghost of You:
fought in WWII, had a pretty girlfriend, wears round glasses with gold rims, is tall and lanky, has a brother, gets shot in  the chest, screams, dies

The Light Behind Your Eyes: is finding ways to deal with severe depression, cries a bit but quietly, reads a lot of books, all their friends are dead, trying to stay strong despite the fact they’re dying inside, sings like an angel

Give ‘em Hell Kid: lives life fast, probably has killed someone, wears red and like khaki green, shouts a lot, belongs in a 2005 MTV short, lives life on the edge, fatalistic

To The End: has read Dante’s Inferno, is a mafioso, fatalistic, has  probably organised the death of many people, likes to drink cyanide, sleeps a lot, owns diamond jewellery, likes cake

The Jetset Life is Gonna Kill You: has no faith in life, likes western movies, will yell at you, has  applied for a license to kill, likes to sleep with people (like nap I  mean)

Thank You For The Venom: likes snakes, has probably almost OD’d, hates  the doctors, is stubborn, death obsessed, has probably stabbed someone, wears striped long sleeve t-shirts, hates running, hopes to be shot one day

Hang 'Em High: is death obsessed, clinically insane, screams a lot,  always makes a lot of aesthetic statements about things with black and  white connotations, Catholic, fuck off

It’s Not a Fashion Statement It’s a Fucking Death Wish: swears in front  of their parents, wears their mum’s clothes, is obsessed with killing  enemies, is always predicting their death to be soon.

Cemetery Drive: all too real, has a girlfriend, likes to hang out in  cemeteries, girlfriend has issues and ended her life, now has issues  because of it, drinks a lot, really fucking depressed

I Never Told You What I Do For A Living: is 100% a serial killer, sociopath, also has OCD, scary as shit

The End: is dying, but isn’t too sad, wishes to attend their own funeral  as a ghost, has no self confidence, can’t be fucking bothered growing  up, doesn’t give a shit, is very chill, wears yellow accessories

Dead!: Is dead, is having a party about being dead, wondering if all the  assholes in their life are in hell, no one actually likes them, laughs  at inappropriate moments, is a great dancer

This Is How I Disappear: really fucking dramatic, will be upset and   disappear if you break up with them, dramatic, is a part time satanist, will make a voodoo doll of you if you fuck with them, candles

The Sharpest Lives: goes out late at night, never showers, drinks   heavily, would probably go cannibal if it was legal, always in pain,   lives life on the fucking edge, will burn large objects, has sinus   issues

Disenchanted: is constantly torn, never actually cries, writes books,  likes to take chances, likes birds, got in trouble with the police for  some stupid but really fun shit, friends need to get their shit together  and learn a lesson

Bulletproof Heart: Gravity doesn’t mean to much to them, has self  confidence but not enough to stop running away, runs away a lot, wears  really funky colourful clothing, is very kind but misunderstood

Planetary GO!: goes to a lot of cool night clubs, knows how to fucking  party, is still very punk on the inside, sweats a lot (bc they dance a  lot), jumps up and down for no fucking reason

The Only Hope For Me Is You: is obsessed with being remembered, only has  one friend, is kinda depressed and really needs someone to hold onto,  but is also really questioning life and society, wants to run away to a  more aesthetic place

Party Poison: speaks fluent Japanese (cough I mean Weeaboo), watches a  lot of anime, loves Kpop and Jpop fashion, will party but goes to the  weirdest parties, dyes their hair, fuck the bullshit meaning of life  they do what they want

Save Yourself I’ll Hold Them Back: is a badass, known for being a  badass, stole your mum’s car and took you on the best date ever, wears a  lot of leather, ready for a fight, probably gets into a lot of fights  anyway, probably once looked like Danny from Greece

SCARECROW: is probably on LSD, smokes a lot of weed, is really chill,  too fucking chill, wears psychedelic t-shirts, is actually a  philosophical genius, reads a lot of poetry

Summertime: they might go outside if it’s summer, listens to music with  headphones on full blast, goes on the train a lot, likes to walk around  listening to music and pretends they’re making the aesthetic parts of  the music video they’re listening to, soft kitty

The Kids From Yesterday: is constantly nostalgic, loves Star Wars and  Queen, always having flashbacks, wears yellow and read things, feels  misunderstood, trying to figure out the meaning of life

Honey, This Mirror Isn’t Big Enough For The Two Of Us: likes Fall Out  Boy when they had long song titles, has issues, a lot of issues, ugly  screams a lot, doesn’t care, wears dark denim jackets, hates this girl  who fucked their brother

Drowning Lessons: has a lot of anxiety, constantly worried, always  running away from problems and situations, can’t swim, always has  regrets, has pink things

Our Lady Of Sorrows: was in a gang once, loves to get into switchblade fights, is really scary and bloodthirsty, believes in pagan gods, but   will protect you, blood blood blood.

Skylines and Turnstiles: saw 9/11 happen, life was changed because of  it, decided that they wanted to be in a band, made a band with brother  and his fren, got some dreadlocked weed smoking fanboy to join, the  drummer is an asshole x3, breaks up after 12 years, deems it to be a  good idea, scared of butane

This Is The Best Day Ever: this is the worst day ever, has no rhythm, is  really confused with what is going in, went to hospital a lot and hated  it, screams a bit, is a bit scared of needles, studded belts, suck dick

Cubicles: will die alone (or at least they think), hates their job, the  only thing that entertains them at work is people gossiping at the water  cooler, is actually having a severe existential crisis

Boy Division: is friends with people who would have a fucking rocking  funeral, stalks school girls, looks dead but only dresses that way,  likes to sing about California, paranoid all the time

Tomorrow’s Money: fell in love with a vampire, slightly aggressive, can  surf, stopped screaming three years ago, wants to be a doctor, hates   people who are thought of as heroes, ruined converses

AMBULANCE: screams in an aesthetically pleasing way, thinks you know  nothing, super weird, goes out after dark, likes to drive big cars,  wouldn’t mind driving, is super reliable even when they let you down

Gun.: was probably conscripted into the military, actually hates   violence and guns, wants to stay at home all the time, likes to call the  shots, owns an old uniform that they’ll never throw out

The World Is Ugly: likes Blade Runner and fairy lights, thinks weird  people are very beautiful, insanely observant of other people’s  behaviours, wears knee high socks and converses, hates the world because  it’s terrible

Kiss The Ring: belongs in an alternate universe where it’s still the  medieval time but rock bands exist, is probably a contract killer, likes  to overthrow the king every five years, has really fucked up logic  about why it’s okay to kill a lot of people, cutthroat

Make Rooom!!!!: probably goes to discos, does not panic at them,  actually has some self confidence but always gets into stupid situations  and flails, wears the tightest pants in the world, wears earrings with  crosses on them

Surrender the Night: constantly lonely, likes to drive long distances to  think, lost a loved one, has cool patches on their jacket, has been to  hospital twice, likes to listen to you, always keeps secrets unless you  fuck with them

Burn Bright
: likes going to the city just to look at all the lights,   walks around and thinks that certain things would look nice on Tumblr,   unstable, can be aggressive, very in tune with their surroundings, kind of a Buddhist

Common People: your average person, always struggling financially, wears  a lot of blue, always falls in love with shallow rich girls for no  reason, really just wants to live however the fuck they want

Every Snowflake Is Different: loves children’s TV shows, goes to the  snow every year, loves winter and hot chocolate, will cry if you take  their toys away, will be a good parent, too busy having fun to give a  fuck

Desolation Row: got beat up at school, is now in a cutthroat gang, spits  a lot, wears a lot of eyeliner, likes Grease but is also super punk  rock, hates wearing underwear, likes to break shit all the time

Desert Song: is recovering from a drug addiction, is still in a really  dark place, trying to stay strong, is questioning the meaning of life,  probably had teal roots at some stage

Black Dragon Fighting Society: drinks juice when they’re killing because  it’s fucking delicious, really likes dragons, reads too much, hates  society, would run away but that would mean no books and no juice so no  fucking way, likes hot pink and black

Zero Percent: hates everyone, would kill everyone, really hates people,  does whatever the fuck they want, will kill everybody, will put zero   effort into school or work, does their own thing.

Mastas of Ravenkroft: worried about growing old, has no self confidence,  will only have sex if the lights are turned off, feels very old at a  very young age because of shitty bones, also has no fucking chill

F.T.W.W.W.:
fuck society, is super digital, but also really retro,   always tells people to kiss their ass, lives in a futuristic society,   likes robots, has a licking fettish, likes to destroy shit, will   probably spit randomly

We Don’t Need Another Song About California: Summertime’s long lost  twin, really doesn’t give a shit about California, but likes the sun,  probably lives in Florida, hates magazines, probably has a fake name,  thinks that nothing matters

All The Angels: is dying, has minutes left, girlfriend has issues   because she’s a little risky, everything has gone wrong, everyone is   upset, probably died three years ago, never went to heaven, likes pretty  flowers and dead things

Romance:
a complete and utter 1800s Romantic, has probably ready  Frankenstein, wants to go on epic journeys, never showers, likes spices,  old fashioned, would probably get into the steampunk fashion thing

Blood: is forever in the 1920s, was a war hero but hates themself,  laughs manically sometimes, has a thing for blood but hates vampires,  90% human wreckage, 23% awful fuck, 8% bad at math, 14% clueless

Counting Orgasms

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Type: Smut, overstimulation, multiple orgasms

Plot: You learn your lesson, a lesson about never lying. To never lie about how good your boyfriend is in bed.

Originally posted by wonhobe

I couldn’t do it. Desperate moans, fingers working vociferously at my clit. Images of my boyfriend painted in my mind. I just could not do it. No matter what I tried. A bath, a sexy movie, listening to my boyfriend’s music. Nothing worked better than his touch. And he deprived me of it recently. I just couldn’t cum without him.

I was driven mad by this. Entirely desperate for such an unobtainable release. I knew he was the only one whom could grant this, and I resented him so much for denying it. Sure, he was busy. But how busy can a man be to deprive his girlfriend of her own basic needs? I needed to vent before a fight brewed. So, I did just that.

“Y/N… Why don’t you just talk to him about it?” My best friend confided in me. We were face timing, and I was begging for a solution to such a peculiar problem.

My eyes widened, “No! Are you kidding! If I were to talk to him about this he would just write me off as being horny and annoying, not sexy and needy.”  I snapped suddenly at my friend, my own sexual tension, and frustration beginning to escape through words.

Her eyes stared at me for a moment, a smile erupting on her face, “You are so sexually frustrated Y/N.” She exclaimed, laughing to the point of tears welling in her eyes.

I rolled your eyes, finding a small laugh bubbling up within you due to hearing her’s. I sighed, “It’s not funny, okay? He hasn’t done anything with me for, like, 2 weeks. I’m dying over here.” I whined, pouting at the joke of it.

My friend snickered, “Is it because you can’t get him up anymore?” She asked deviously, making me gasp immediately.

“What? No! That’s not it at all!” I defended myself, taken aback by her question. I had wondered about this for the past 2 weeks, but soon enough came to the conclusion that it wasn’t my fault, but rather his.

“Then why on earth would your boyfriend not want to fuck you?” My friend challenged, wiggling her eyebrows. I laughed with her at this, shrugging my shoulders.

“I don’t know… He says he’s busy but when he is home he doesn’t do anything. I’ve been trying so damn hard. It feels like he doesn’t want me.” I relished in my own pity party, a frown overtaking my expression.

“Aww, Y/N… I’m sure it’s not your fault! You’re beautiful, okay? I bet he just feels awkward because he knows he isn’t fucking you right.” At this, I laughed. I laughed so hard that I snorted, catching both me and my friend by surprise.

“Come on though, Y/N… Spill it, he isn’t good in bed, is he? Because if he was, he’d be fucking you every night. Hell, if I were gay I would too.” My friend announced, making my laughter never cease to give up, “Come on! Just admit it.” She egged on.

“Okay, okay. I mean, the last time we did anything he couldn’t even make me cum.” I chimed in. My friend’s eyes lit up at this, “I knew it! He can’t make you cum, can he?” She exclaimed.

I went with the sarcasm of the situation and nodded, laughing with her, “Nope. He can’t.” I lied, making her raise her fists and cheer, “I knew it!”

“I can’t?” Yoongi’s voice cut through the happy aura of the environment, my friend going silent, holding back laughter from the awkward situation.

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MAKE-UP SEX WITH BTS

The make-up sex for EXO was lit !! Can i request it for bts when requests are open ??

Seokjin:

★one of the rare times he goes rough with you

★his fingers will tangle in your hair 

★and pull it so your neck is exposed  

★stopping you halfway through your rant 

★’let’s express another way’

★his lips will kiss all over your neck

★when you let him walk you back onto the sofa

★he’ll smile against the skin of your neck 

★your closed will be pulled off

★he’ll free himself 

★and pump his cock while watching you

★he’ll only touch you when beg for him

★he wouldn’t give you any time before he began to move

★his hips would be merciless

★he’d bury his face in your neck

★moans when you dig your nails into his shoulders

★watches your face when you cum

★’good girl/boy’

★he’ll paint your stomach with white ribbons

★after you’ve recovered

★he’ll help you up

★’wanna move to bed to cuddle?’

★’yeah’

★he’ll pick you up

★and go wrap your both in the sheets

★will continue to kiss you until you fall asleep


Yoongi:

★yoongi would smirk while watching you rant 

★’you hate me, huh?’ 

★’more than i can put into words’ 

★’then why don’t you show me?’ 

★he’ll take your hands 

★and pull you onto him 

★hips hips would roll up into yours

★if you spend too long kissing him

★he’ll whine into you

★’please Y/N’

★when his hands moved to attempt to pull you up 

★you knew exactly what he wanted

★but his punishment would be that he can’t touch you

★which will drive him mad

★his hands will come up to your hips several times while you ride him

★and each time  you stop

★making him groan and write beneath you

★’once more and i’ll finish myself off in the bathroom’

★he’ll end up grabbing handfuls of the sheets

★and squeezing his eyes closed 

★just so you’ll continue to fuck him

★when he’s about to cum

★he’ll look up to you with pleading eyes

★he likes being close to you when he cums

★and he’ll try holding it until you give in 

★which you won’t

★so he’s squirming under you trying to stop himself

★which is v cute

★picking up your pace will force him to cum

★when he feels you fall onto his chest

★his arms will wrap around you

★and he’ll press kisses to your head

★’do you really hate me?’

★’of course not’

★’thank god’


Hoseok:

★makes it soft and loving member #1

★after you’ve both had your time to rant 

★you’ll stand in silence to calm 

★’did you get everything out?’

★’yeah, did you?’

★he’ll nod 

★and smile

★then take your hand

★and lead you to the bedroom  

★he’ll strip you both 

★and 

★’i love you’

★’i love you’

★’good’

★he’ll bit down on his lip when slides into you

★he’ll stay still for a few moments 

★so you can both savour the feeling   

★slow but hard

★he’ll make you feel every bit of him

★his fingers will lock with yours

★your cooing to him when he buries his face in your neck is what pushes him over the edge

★he’ll stay close to you as you both pant

★then he’ll pull away to smile down at you

★his lil cheeks would have a red tint to them

★’wanna go again?’

★be prepared for many more rounds


Namjoon:

★when you turned to leave to calm down

★he’d follow behind you 

★’don’t walk away from me’ 

★’don’t tell me what to do’ 

★he’ll push you into the door when you wouldn’t stop

★’i told you not to walk away from me’

★he’d growl in your ear

★while his body traps yours

★he’d lowly laugh in your ear when he feels your body relax

★’are you going to be good and start doing as i say? or do we have to do this the hard way?’

★at your silence

★he’d turn you to face him

★’i want an answer’

★’what if i don’t want to give you one?’

★he’ll raise a brow as he looks over your face

★he knew why you were being bratty 

★and he was going to tease you 

★before he’d pleasure you

★his hands would run all over your body

★stopping at your soft spots 

★he’ll make you think that he’ll make it about you

★but he’ll slowly move your hand to his crotch

★’you don’t get pleasure after disobeying’

★’i’m sorry’

★’are you?’

★your furious nodding makes him smirk

★’get on your knees and show me how sorry you are’   

★chuckles lowly as he watches you lower onto the floor

★the moment you’ve freed him 

★his hands are in your hair

★guiding your mouth to him

★he’ll fuck your mouth until he’s almost to his climax

★he’ll pull you up and turn you around

★quickly pulling away your bottoms

★will slide into you

★and pound you until he gets to his release

★he’ll decorate your lower back in his seed

★he doesn’t care if you cum

★not right now

★maybe later he’ll please you


Jimin:

★this is one of the rare moments he takes charge

★his eyes would glaze over while he watches you shout  

★he’ll grab your hand 

★and pull you so you’re laid in his lap 

★’i don’t appreciate you shouting at me’  

★his hand would rub the flesh of your rear 

★before he brought one down

★making you whimper

★he’ll spank you over your bottoms

★before he’d strip you 

★and continue

★after each slap

★his hand would run over the area to soothe it

★’tell me you’re sorry’

★his fingers will move to tease your entrance 

★his fingertips will brush over you

★’tell me you’re sorry and i’ll give you what you want’

★the second your apology leaves your lips

★he’ll push his fingers into you

★you bet your sweet peach he’s going to grin when he hears you moan

★his fingers would be slow at first

★slowly stretching you

★but when he hears you whine for more

★he’ll be merciless on you

★feeling you tighten around him makes him smirk

★’you want to cum?’

★’yes’

★’do it’

★he’ll keep thrusting until you’ve settled down

★’it isn’t over’

★he’ll help you stand and take you to the bedroom

★for a night full of pleasure  


Taehyung:

★makes it soft and loving member #2

★make up sex with taehyung is v sweet tbh

★he hates when you fight 

★you hate when you fight 

★so when you’ve got all your aggression out 

★he’ll grab your hands

★lead you to the bedroom 

★lay you down

★and kiss all over you

★’let’s not fight again’

★he’ll be slow 

★taking his time to give each piece of our skin attention 

★he’ll only stop when you pull you up 

★to connect your lips

★he’ll shuffle out of his clothes

★and tease the ever living hell out of you

★’tell me you love me~’

★he’d hum while rubbing his head over your entrance 

★’you know i do’  

★he’d chuckle when you move your hips to him

★’i’m not moving until you tell me you love me’

★’i love you so much’

★he’ll grin down at you

★and finally push into you

★his eyes would never leave your face

★he’ll move slowly

★the smile would stay on his lips

★’you look so beautiful like this’ 

★when you tighten around him

★he’ll move to kiss at your neck 

★’cum for me, baby’

★this is when his pace would pick up 

★hips snapping into yours

★to give you the relief that you both needed

★he’ll growl yourname when he gets his release

★won’t move from you when you’re both done

★he’ll stay over you

★watching your face

★and smiling down at you

★’i love you’

★’i love you more’


Jungkook:

★winds you up   

★bc he knows what it will lead to  

★and the angrier you are  

★the harder the sex will be  

★’what are you going to do if i don’t listen to you?’

★when you roll your eyes and turn to leave

★he’ll pull you to him

★and press his lips to yours

★’we both know walking away isn’t what you want to do’

★he’ll smirk against you

★while his hand began to tail over your body

★he’ll slowly lead you to the sofa

★and pull you so you’re straddling him

★his hips would move with yours

★’wouldn’t you rather be here than outside?’

★he’ll have a shit eating grin on his face

★when you start to ride him

★his hands will grip your waist

★’you can go faster than that’

★he’ll continue winding you up

★until your pace is driving the two of you insane

★he’ll arch his back up 

★and whine your name 

★holds you over him while you calm down

★’you’re really sexy when you’re mad at me’   

anonymous asked:

Good evening, Do you think it's still possible for us to win MAMA? The gap is so huge I'm loosing hope :(

Do I think we will lose? Can we still win? Did I .. give up? 

Let me share my story with you, dear. In the past I was mocked for liking BTS and told “they will flop, following a group from a small agency is suicide. You will just get hurt”. Today you will just laugh at such words but back in the days, their words made better sense than my intuition that kept telling me they can make it someday. In the past getting 1 million views on a BTS MV was something we called a goal. Winning a single award was SO HARD. Being mentioned by one Tv show or celebrity was SO RARE. And, you know?! let’s not go back too far in the past. Just last year we had a 10M voting gap in MAMA. Just last year we couldn’t even consider going against such big fandoms. YET, we still won the biggest award: A DAESANG because of WINGS achievements. After BTS’ win, haters said we don’t deserve it and cursed at us and BTS. That’s why this year ARMY tried to make it possible to win the voting too so no hater will be able to breathe a word and our boys will walk proudly to get that award hearing no more obscenities but only cheers. 

Originally posted by gu-oh

 AGAIN! why didn’t I give up back then? Why many ARMYs just like myself didn’t give up? Because even if no one believed in us, no matter how small the achievements Bangtan thanked and trusted us. When they were humiliated they smiled so we will not worry and when we were insulted they felt sorry we liked them and screamed their rage through lyrics, words that could only be told that way. All of this made us believe in ourselves and our boys more. It made us both robust. We were so weak yet our resolution made us so strong. Today we are truly influential but the resolution became frail. Maybe, we are starting to take things for granted?. This thought destroyed many fandoms before us … So remember, always, the success you all see today is no luck. It’s blood, sweat, and tears.  If BTS were the kind to fall quickly, you may not have heard of them today. If ARMY were flimsy this fandom would have never gotten any bigger. SO LISTEN! Don’t think just because the fandom is huge now your voting is insignificant. this is such a cancerous thought when many deem this way we end up losing millions of votes, not just a mere one or two. In this fandom we work hard, stay humble and aim higher. BUT we never give up.

Plainly some months ago no one would have ever given up hearing we had a 1M gap in MAMA. BTS get 500k RTs on one photo on Twitter if just half of them vote with 5 accounts we are set in a matter of seconds. 

Originally posted by frutillito

Think logically & positively ARMY! You are heartier and happier today and can walk straight and be proud. We set more records in this single month than we could ever imagine and are still going hard. I know we all have our circumstances and no one will blame anyone if they don’t vote but … I know how sturdy we became and not using our strength is too regretful

So what do you think? Isn’t it time we turn the tables again? TEAMWORK MAKE THAT FREAKING GAP SHRINK TO HELL! I mean *cough* the dream work ^^ (sorry adrenaline rush. but I meant that too though)

Thus dear, as long as you are an ARMY, NEVER lose hope!