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Need a hand (Zach DempseyX Reader )

Originally posted by oliviagrey3

Request; Hey could you do  a  Zach Dempsey smut where you find him jerking off and offer to help him. Also i really love the Musical fingers imagine.Btw I don’t know if you do 13rw Characters but if you don’t you could just turn it into a reggie mantle one Thanks in advance.

A/N; Let me tell you guys how this is another version of this imagine because the first one I  was doing  my computer shut down in the middle of it so I had to  rewrite the whole thing but  yesss   I do 13rw imagines I love that show and all the characters.In other news I write other things not just smut. I can write fluff romance drama just tell me what you want  sis or bro. Idk ask for a part 2 if yah want i lowkey feel this is short but at the same time long idkk

REQUEST ARE OPEN

Warnings;smut,sin, sin,sin ,more sin, jacking off ,blowjobs  blah, blah, blah

Part two

Originally posted by theworldisworthagif

It was a sunny Sunday afternoon one of those day in April when the weather is cooperating. A day meant to go out , the park. shopping , walking  it doesn’t matter as long as you go somewhere to enjoy the weather.Where was I going not anywhere I wished to go. I was walking down the street no not on my way to the park to enjoy this lovely warm weather instead I was stuck studying for a final tomorrow with my study partner Zach Dempsey. Yes you heard right the Zach Dempsey star player of the basketball team.Unlike his teammates he was actually I laid back guy.He knew what mattered.He was pretty smart for a sports guy, He worried about his grades as much as he worried about sports.He wanted to be a biologist or something like that. He told me on one of our study session, I honestly can’t remember correctly maybe I was too busy drooling over the hottie, maybe that’s the problem I’m too  distracted by him. I mean the guy is fit from head to toe, I guess sports really do pay off. Oh if he knew the dreams I have about him and how I fantasize over his lips being on  mine. Zach and I have weird friendship  we are always flirting with each other and making sexual innuendos but we have never made contact that wasn’t just the friend type even though I wished we had. I was early to our study date I was sure Zach wouldn’t mind my parents went out and I didn’t want to be home alone. Zach has texted me earlier to just walk in when I got there. Zach parents were out of town and they took  his little sister with them so it was just going to be me and Zach.I reached the long driveway of the Dempsey home and decided to let myself in.Walking up the driveway I remember all the time Zach has come to open the door for me.How  he’s always wearing a shirt that hugs his bodily perfectly showing off all his muscles and how his sweatpants always hang low on his hips. He looks mesmerizing each time. I reach the door opening it slowly trying to  remember the way to Zach’s room. I’ve been in this house couple of time but the house is a mansion figuring out your way through it is like trying to get out of a maze each time.Making my way up the endless stairs I start to remember the way to his room. When I reach the top of the stairs I hear a something that sounds exactly like a moan. Immediately  I regret my decision of showing up early. What if Zach had someone over? I wouldn’t want to interrupt anything.My mind told me to get out of there but my feet wouldn’t listen they had a mind of their own and I slowly walk towards the door Zach moans got louder and I gotta admit they sounded enticing.Tempted to see what was happening inside I decided to look through the breach of the door. The view was captivating and alluring, Zach was pleasing himself his muscles clenching his hair was damped  and little droplets of sweat decorated his forehead and his eyebrows were furrowed.His hand moving up and down his exquisite cock and in that moment I desired that my mouth was his hand. As a gasp left his mouth I couldn’t hold it any longer my heart palpitated and I felt my body heat up the place in between my legs throbbing for attention.A sudden wave of confidence flowed through me as I stepped into the room speaking up.

“ Need a hand “ I say confidently

Zach is shocked he pulls his pants up in one swift movement turning the chair to face the opposite way that i’m standing.

“ wha… what did you say ?” he says stuttering

I start walking towards him “I asked if you needed help with that” I said standing in front of him. I sit on  his lap and slowly kiss his jawline

Originally posted by relacion-goals

“ like I said I could help but only if you want” I swing my legs to straddle him and get close to his ear I start nibbling on it slightly “Let’s be honest Dempsey you want this as much as I do so what are you waiting for” I say and I start kissing his jawline again.He grabs my hips firmly making me me grind on his bulge. I let out a gasp from the sudden contact. we craved each other. I look up at him his eyes darker full of lust the intensity between us growing. He harshly pulls my face to his crashing our lips together  and a surge of electricity runs through me.The kiss was passionate and lustful at the same time. Like we had been waiting for this forever and like it will last for eternity. I pull away short of breath and see Zach smirking.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that for” he says panting.I get on my knees making eye contact with him eager to have his luscious cock in my mouth my core burning with desire at every touch.I glidle my hand across his bulge and he hisses. I massage it slowly through his boxers. The anticipation of having him in my mouth is killing me but I also want to tease him. I slowly pull down his sweats and he kicks them off he’s only in boxers now giving me a better view.I take off his boxers looking up at him and batting my lashes I take him in my hands and he bucks his hips upward putting more of himself in my hand I pump him a few times before putting his savory tip in my mouth  a suck the tip slowly and he lets out a throaty moan. I take him in my mouth as much as I can slowly bobbing my head up and down  he starts thrusting his cock in my mouth making me moan which sends vibrations onto him.He forcefully pulls my hair into a pony tails guiding me. He hits the back of my throat and I gag. I can hear him cursing under his breath and I know he’s close. The view is consuming , he’s furrowing his eyebrows his mouth slightly open letting string of curse words fall from it once in awhile I moan at the thought of having him come undone inside my mouth. I feel him twitch so I moan again. I feel his milky liquid in my mouth and  I greedily savor his taste, his delicious cock still throbbing in my mouth.He lets go of my hair I wipe the corners of my mouth and get up.I sit on his lap again pulling his lips to mine kissing him passionately.

“Damn Y/N I didn’t know you were such a freak”

he says still short if breath

“Actually there a lot of things you don’t know about me Dempsey” I say smirking.I get up from the chair and start walking towards the door but Zach grabs me and throws me on the bed pinning me down.

“now its my turn to make you feel good” he says kissing my neck

Originally posted by sensuous

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ok but how fitting is it that the first piece of cc i upload is literally a trash can and mailbox. @marley-v asked if i could make these two into decor items & i have! they’ll show up under wall decor and don’t cost anything to buy. i tried making them base game compatible but s4s wouldn’t let me so?? if anyone knows how to make stuff bgc without exporting a mesh onto a bg item pls let me know so i can update this >:-)

they only come in the ea colors so feel free 2 recolor (you can include the mesh all i did was click a few buttons to make it show up in a different category) & make sure to message me abt any issues <3

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Religious Topics in Mystic Messenger - Korean vs. English Comparison

Hey there lovelier anon♡

Interesting question! I was personally really surprised to hear about this subject pop up in Mystic Messenger myself! I will be glad to talk to you about it ^^

I can actually relate to Jumin a little. Going to church when I was a kid. Typical Sunday school kind of thing. Played the piano for services for 8 years. It was pretty hectic.

In this context, I feel really similar in terms of how situations go because like Jumin, I used to go to church as a child, but not so much anymore now that I am 22/23. Idk if I should go by Korean age or not.

Anyways, please join me under the cut to discuss the religious topics that the anon requested above! Religion could be a sensitive topic so for those who don’t feel comfortable with said topic, read with caution ^^

Please note that although this is an analysis, there may be opinions that may differ or be consistent with mine! While I can give some sort of Korean background, for debatable topics, I do not represent all of the Korean minds for respective topics. Also, please excuse any errors or let me know if clarifications are needed, for English is not my first language! Thank you and enjoy!

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I feel it is my duty as the wacky Tom Paris blog that I am to remind you all that this Sunday is Threshold Day! @captaincrusher does an excellent job organizing/promoting the celebration so if anyone is curious about the specifics, check out this tag. It’s not a formal event but I for one have prepared some posts and I’m excited to see what else ends up floating around as well. :)

Whether you actually enjoy the episode (I do, no shame) or just like to joke about the… well… experience, I do hope you enjoy the flood of lizards/lizard babies. And if Threshold isn’t really your thing, I will tag everything both by the episode title and ‘Threshold Day’.

Catch you all at warp 10!!

Originally posted by captaincrusher

i think my favourite moments in this game are the ones where you get to stop and breathe? finishing the trawl through a super-mutant-infested high-rise and sitting on a balcony watching the sun rise over the ruined city with your companion. it’s just stopping and watching the broken down but still beautiful and somehow alive world when i feel most connected to my survivor. just. taking a breath

GDI TERU NOT ANOTHER HIATUS!

I’m sorry for disappearing like that! Like I have said, I was in a terrible rut due to what happened on Sunday.

I am doing better now after just giving myself some time alone but idk if it’s safe to say that I am actually doing alright and back to how I normally feel.

I am taking this time to inform you all that I’ll be going on a trip and won’t be back until June 22nd! Good side is that I am bringing my laptop with me, but it is unclear how often I am able to use it until sometime early June!

I apologize for not doing anything recently due to my impulse to finally draw and just laze around. I find that I only tend to RP on days I am trying to avoid something/wanting to do something lololol

Thank you for sticking with me though! I appreciate your patience and tolerance with me and my spontaneous thread drops.

Hopefully I’ll be able to actually do more when I get back ( or prepare for making some side money with keychains and stuff ).

Rest assured though! I will be able to talk to you guys and fun stuff like that! I’ll give some contact info!

Again, I would like to apologize for my crappy management skills and stuff.

Remember to tell me who you are if you plan on adding me! You are free to follow me on twitter but I might not always remember to follow back if I don’t remember/know who you are. Mutuals preferred, but tbh if you are feeling lucky/brave/etc today then go ahead and add me.

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Harry Freaking Potter {S.M}

requested//a Shawn imagine where he comes back from tour early and you cuddle while watching Harry Potter {Christmas special}

It was three days before Christmas. Today was the day. Shawn should be home, like he has for the past two years. Today, of all days, Shawn should be here. This was more important to you than Christmas itself, more important to you than your anniversary… Well maybe not that but it was pretty important.
Today was the day that you and Shawn always watched Harry Potter. You would get in Christmas pajamas and exchange your Christmas gifts. It was what you looked forward to every year. This would’ve been the third year that the tradition would’ve continued. But instead of eating muffins and drinking hot chocolate with Shawn, you were sitting on the couch in your apartment watching the same Christmas special of Friends that was on two hours ago drinking a red Fanta. This episode was your favorite, but you couldn’t seem to find yourself enjoying it. You were sad, and your phone kept ringing and you didn’t feel like answering it. You wanted to watch this episode of Friends for the third time today and ignore the world. But your darn cell phone just kept ringing. You heard the gosh darn ringtone at least seven times.
Eight times.
Nine times.
Ten times.
You picked up the phone because you couldn’t stand to hear Taylor Swift sing the chorus of “Sparks Fly” one more time. You picked up the phone without even looking at the caller ID.
“What do you want.” You snap into the phone a little more rude than you intended, but you didn’t want to talk to anyone, and I mean ANYONE.
“Babe, I want you to know I’m outside your door.” Shawn chuckles. Shawn. As in Mendes. The guy you wished could be here. Was on the phone when he said he was going to be busy all day long and you didn’t think you would hear from him all day long.
“Shawn oh my god hey I thought you were busy!” You say changing your tone of voice.
“Did you hear what I said?” He laughs. You think back to what he said before.
Holy crap. Shawn was at your front door. You sprung up from the couch and ran to your front door of your apartment. You quickly slung it open. And there he was.
His hair was messy, and he was wearing Santa pajama pants and a black sweatshirt. You couldn’t believe he was right there. You almost started crying. You just were so excited he was right there with you.
“You’re here.” You whispered, a tear escaping your eye.
“I’m here.” He says back and you walk into his arms, wrapping them around him like you were never going to be able to hug him again. His muscular arms wrapped around your small torso.
“God, I missed you.” You mumble into his shoulder. You were slightly lifted off the ground by Shawn, because he was so tall and that’s the only way you couldn’t hug him like this without him bending it down.
“I missed you more my dear.” He says, giving you another squeeze. You couldn’t believe he was actually here. You were certain Shawn wasn’t going to be here and you were planning to sulk the rest of the night. But here he was, hugging you tight and your face was buried in his neck. You could stay like this forever, but you knew you wouldn’t. He pulls away. At first it made you sad, because you felt like when he let go he would be gone. But he was still standing right there when he pulled away. You were so happy he was here. You weren’t surprised when a tear escaped from your cheek. He looks you up and down. You were wearing gray sweatpants and a sweatshirt. The sweatshirt just so happened to be Shawn’s. You took it from his place before he left for tour. It smelled like him. You suddenly felt self conscious, unsure why. You weren’t sure what was wrong with you but it made you slightly upset. He frowned a little.
“What?” You asked, crossing your arms.
“Oh, nothing darling you look beautiful. You aren’t wearing the pajamas…” He says. You laughed a little. You were relived. You silently scolded yourself for thinking Shawn would ever in a million years ever make you feel badly about yourself. Your worried face washed over with a small grin.
“Okay, okay! I’ll go change into my Santa pajama pants so you aren’t lonely.” You say and kiss his nose lightly. You run up to your room and rummage through your drawer, finally finding the Santa pajama pants that Shawn had gotten you for Christmas last year. You quickly took off your sweatpants and pulled on the Santa pajamas that matched Shawn’s. You proceeded to run downstairs, almost falling down the stairs might I add, and Shawn is kneeling by the DVD player, already staring to load the first Harry Potter movie. You smile to yourself.
“You have no idea how happy I am that you are here.” You say, walking slowly over to Shawn. He pushes the DVD into the player and looks up at you with a smile.
“I’m happy I’m here too.” He stands up and walks over to you. He had taken off his sweatshirt and was now in his thin white t-shirt that was basically see through. It was pretty freaking hot to say the least. He makes his way over to you and wraps his arms around your waist.
“Don’t you look lovely.” He whispers in your ear and kisses your neck.
“I’m wearing your sweatshirt and Santa Claus pajama pants, I’m not really a Victoria Secret model.” You laugh a little.
“I think you are absolutely gorgeous.” He says a little dramatically and gives you a kiss on the mouth briefly, giving a loud ‘MUAH!’
“Thank you, handsome.” You giggle, running your hands over his stomach. His eyes flash worry and he takes your hands away. He really hates when you give him attention like that. You weren’t sure why, but it really made him uncomfortable.
“Let’s watch the movies. I’ve been waiting all year for this.” He says and kisses your neck lightly. You shiver at the ghostly feeling of his lips.
“Yeah, let’s do it.” You say, taking Shawn’s hand into yours and leading him to your couch. He sits down, you sitting next to him. You swing your legs over his, basically sitting in his lap. He places his hand on your thigh, smiling at you.
“The remote is by your leg, hand it to me.” You laugh. His cheeks turn red and he hands you the remote. You click buttons and start to set up the movie. The movie starts to play. His hand tightens a little on your thigh, almost to where it tickles you. But it doesn’t.
“Thanks for coming home for this.” You sigh.
“I’m sad I have to leave in four days.” He whispers, resting his head on your neck.
“Four days!” You say excited. He laughs a little.
“Didn’t know you didn’t wanted me to leave so early.”
“No! You are going to be here for Christmas!” You squeal, hugging onto him tight. You couldn’t be happier. Not only was he here for the marathon, he was going to be here for Christmas, your favorite holiday.
“Oh, I seem to have forgotten to mention that.” He smiles a little, kissing your cheek.
“This is the best Christmas present I could ask for!” You say, squeezing him tighter, peppering his face with kisses. Your hands move up to his face as you start kissing him deeply. His hands move from your thigh to your lower back. Your lips moving in sync. You could feel things heating up, but Shawn stops abruptly. Both of you were breathing heavy and your lips were swollen and his hair was spiked up from your fingers running through it. You give him a confused look.
“Look, darling I’m sorry but the owl part is about to happen and that’s my favorite part.”

this was a complete mess but Christmas imagine special!! idk why I wrote this bc I hate Christmas!! But this took me a whole Sunday to write wow I gotta drive to rehearsals :))

5

I feel so…light lately. So…excited for what is to come. Not really sure how to describe it, not sure what the proper words are, but I find myself smiling more than I have in a really long time and…I don’t think the way things have played out in the last few months are by chance. There is always a bigger plan at work and you know when you just feel…life’s magic? And the universe/God saying, “I see you. Trust me. You just wait.” Hm idk…it’s very…beautiful and gives me the chills

Today has been really beautiful and kind and lovely and this wonderful woman practically gave me a free manicure without the color on my nails but touched up my cuticles, etc. So, so so nice. 

I usually take off from running on Sundays but it was 40 degrees out and sunny today and too beautiful not to have my feet hit the ground

TFLN Sentence Starters (part 6)
  • [text] Yeah you were fine except for when you peed under the bar
  • [text] I am naked and annoyed.
  • [text] And besides a nice relationship, I just really want to get laid damnit
  • [text] Well, she chose the fuckboy life or the life chose her. Not sure which one but either way I don’t need that negativity in my life.
  • [text] I just felt emotion and I’m not okay with it
  • [text] you asked the cab driver if he wanted to meet your parents, last night.
  • [text] HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BE A DRUNK WHEN ALL MY ENABLERS ARE BUSY?!
  • [text] He came on my favorite pants. He is dead to me.
  • [text] Uhh I just had to break up with a guy who I didn’t even know I was dating…
  • [text] I feel like I don’t show you my boobs enough. And you deserve to see them like all the time
  • [text] Idk why you’re asking me for advice on dating bro, after I told you I got a convicts number today.
  • [text] Currently on my Sunday walk of shame. Should I go to church?
  • [text] We have a great relationship based on communication, sex and mutual loathing.
  • [text] so an orgy is about to happen in the next room if you wondered where i am currently at in life
  • [text] I am praying to every god I can that he drank so much that he won’t even remember me
  • [text] I drank so much that my feet don’t feel like my feet
  • [text] He told me he’s proud of our abnormalcy as a couple. I think it’s the most romantic thing he’s ever said.
  • [text] Fireball goes down like mother’s milk. Btw your housemate is naked
  • [text] I feel like I hate him but his dick too bomb to hate completely
  • [text] My memory of last night is a delicious blur of tits, ass and alcohol.
  • [text] I had one beer! ONE BEER! They took shots in mourning of my tolerance last night. My ability to drink is a joke.
  • [text] I want a shirt that says, “I’m sorry for the things I said when it was Taco Tuesday”
  • [text] I woke up in your kitchen with my ID in my hand and my nails were painted electric blue. Dude…never let me have fireball again.
  • [text] Also you can’t just sext a Michelle quote from Full House.
  • [text] You leaned over to me in the elevator and whispered “how long do I have to pretend to be sober?”
  • [text] Fuck baseball, getting drunk and playing with kittens is the REAL national pastime
  • [text] By the way im currently in a mansion and need you to pick me up
  • [text] It’s times when I’m naked but also want to be platonically social that I miss you the most.
  • [text] I’m the girl holding the bag of goldfish
  • [text] in retrospect i think my mom tried to raise me gay
  • [text] she’s a drunken disney princess. so basically me if i had a crown and no desire for independence.
2

“What can I look forward to today?” Dr. Wells enthused with one of those intoxicating smiles that tended make your knees knock together.

“See for yourself…” You replied with a grin splitting your face as you leaned over the counter, handing him his drink and watching Harrison tip back his first swig.

His enamoring blue eyes closed briefly; pure bliss twisting through his expression as he swallowed down that first sip, allowing you to freely gaze at the knob in his throat at it slid beneath his skin. 

“Is that caramel?” He finally asked, opening his eyes to find you nodding. “Heaven per usual… What on earth have I done to deserve such special treatment?”

You shrugged. “You’ve got one of those faces.”

“One of those faces?”

Yeah. I mean, I can just tell you’re a good guy.” You explained with a bright smile before bending to grab a rag from beneath the counter so you could wipe down the bar top, failing to notice the very quick, very nervous twitch that jerked at the corner of his mouth. “Plus you happen to be one of my nicer customers. You’re tips aren’t too bad either.” You teased, lifting your gaze back on Harrison to see him leaning back in his wheelchair with his hands folded behind his head; coffee resting on the seat between his thighs as he watched you.

“You’re twisting my life into a knot of caramel-coffees and hard decisions. Do you know that?”

“So you’ve told me…” You replied with a smirk, still having no idea what that even meant, as many times as he’d said it in the past. You supposed it had something to do with a man trying to cut back on sweets or caffeine but he never went into detail and you never bothered to ask. You were wrong of course. So very wrong. And little did you know you had the man you knew as Dr. Harrison Wells wrecked and thoroughly torn in two…

(X) (~♫♪~)

multiple-breakdowns  asked:

So i know this boy from my church, we've been talking a lot for 2 weeks, and we've kissed in two different days! I've known his family and idk if he seems me as a future girlfriend because sometimes he doesn't text back. He said that he doesn't uses his phone too much, and that's true, but idk!!! I really like him and this sunday he called me his princess when he talked to his cousin and AAAAAAA!!!! What do you think?

i think there’s a good chance you’ll date? im sure it’s nothing against you if he doesn’t text back, he couldn’t have send the messages or forgot to and that’s normal for people!

now chatting about crushes, dating, love, and feelings

anonymous asked:

right so I have a crush on this girl and she makes me so happy but idk if she likes girls?? so I kinda feel strange when I think about her??? but I know that we'll be hanging out more next year bc she'll be hanging out with my bestfriend bc she won't have a lot of friends at a new school

oh my…. well at least you’ll maybe get to know her better and figure it out? hopefully right…

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ACEN 2017 Sched

It’s that time of year folks

Friday

Trunks Cosplay - probably the whole day, probably Princess Trunks

Hosting “Coming of the Internet” at midnight in Panel Room 14

  • It’s about queer webcomics
  • I’m premiering it at a big con what is wrong with me

Saturday

Hosting Marvelous Manga at 9:15am in panel room 13

  • I know you’ll be tired but just imagine how I’ll feel
  • The current evolution of Must Read Manga

Hosting Where in the World is Your Anime? at 11:45am in Panel Room 6

  • Oh dang that’s a big panel room
  • Um yeah so this one’s focused on setting
  • It’s interactive
  • It may involve a costume change

Cosplay Star Butterfly until after the 1pm Disney shoot

Cosplay Lisa Lisa debuts for the 6pm JoJo shoot

Sunday

Cosplay is idk at the moment. Probably more Lisa Lisa, but maybe just casual or Trunks again

anonymous asked:

The only dude that ever gives me physical affection is straight and taken. I've been trying to be less touchy feely with him cause my gay heart doesn't need this. Idk how to attract a dude that'll actually be interested in me tho and I super love attention and snuggles and stuff and get sad without them.

ah gosh, bein gay is hard, my friend. i feel you. don’t worry i know youll find someone someday, and he’ll give you all the attention and snuggles your gay heart desires! you deserve it, friend.

First Kiss

Anon Request: “hey can i request one? ^^ (y/n) and (c/n) are friends. not necessarily best friends or strangers, but they talk here and there and are comfortable with one another. they both want to get their first kiss over with before high school ends and are too awkward to admit it.”


Spring time for you is great. Seeing all the gorgeous flowers, the warm air accompanied by a cool breeze, and the upbeat vibe that everyone seems to have now just feels amazing. Well, maybe their vibe is upbeat because high school’s ending soon… but who cares, it’s spring, school’s coming to a close, and you just found out today that you and (C/N) had to work on a final project together. Your heart nearly dropped when you heard your teacher call the both of your names as a pair. It’s not like you guys hardly ever speak and you couldn’t even approach him because that would be weird, because you do talk, it’s just that you guys are simply casual friends, and you don’t know if he feels the same about you.

“Wow, I really don’t think that we could finish this all in one class period,” (C/N) remarks.

“Yeah, me neither, if we want to get at least a C we’re gonna have to work on this a little longer.” You say.

“Hmm, well I mean we could stay after school and work on it together if you don’t have anything to do? You could meet me outside, by the school fields?” He offers.

“Sure we could do that,” you say with a smile.

###timeskip to afterschool###

“See (Y/N), I told you that we could finish this with just a little more time, we make a good team.”

“Yeah, we finished a little earlier than I thought we would too. I told my mom to pick me up an hour from now. I’m going to have to wait here so I don’t get on her bad side.”

“Oh wow, me too. Well, we could just wait here, maybe talk a bit.” He says with his million dollar smile. For a while you two just have random conversations, and you find out things you didn’t even know about him, and you fall in love with the new undiscovered pieces of (C/N). His sense of humor is out of this world, and the conversations never seem to go dull, you feel like he’s opened up to you so much, and in this moment, you guys aren’t just casual friends. It may be a bit deeper than that.

“…So..(Y/N)” he begins.

“Yeah?”

“You’re not seein’ anyone right?”

“…no haha it’s kinda embarrassing.” You try to hide your face, and you cover your eyes with your sleeve.

“Ah, don’t hide your eyes from me.” He states seriously, “How is that embarrassing?”

“Well because practically everyone is and I don’t know I haven’t.."You cut yourself off, this might be getting too deep for your liking.

"You haven’t what? Had a boyfriend for a longtime? Neither have I, well girlfriend you know what I mean haha anyway its nothing to be embarrassed by, you and me are on the same boat,” his awkwardness is showing a bit.

“No I mean… it’s like..”

“Like?” He’s anticipating for your answer.

“I haven’t even had my first kiss yet.” You blurt out.

“Oh…"He pauses for quite a while.

"I told you it was embarrassing!”

“No, no, no.. it’s alright… like I said, we’re on the same boat.” He’s feeling kind of embarrassed now too, you can tell.

“Really?”

“Yeah,” he starts, “I just want to get it over and done with you know?”

“I know.” You say.

“Like anytime would be great, as soon as possible right?

"Yeah I agree 100%” you add on.

“So since we’re both on the same page, it would be alright for…us? Like for us just to get it over with right now. I mean, it would be perfect since I sorta like you.” He says with a wink.

“..yeah..I mean cool, I mean sure lets do it.”

“Cool,” he says now closing his eyes. You take that as a sign to close your eyes too. Your heart is beating one thousand times per second, and you feel your face getting hot, and you really don’t know what to expect, until you feel his lips suddenly on your lips, and you’re instantly relaxed. It doesn’t feel wrong..It feels so right, but he then breaks the kiss.

“Wow, so this is what we’ve been missing out on huh” he says.

Okey dokey I hope that was OK. Tell me if you liked it anon!! Oh and, the smut will be posted tomorrow (Why i picked sunday to post a smut idk) and also the boy pov will be posted tomorrow or monday too! I also wanted to say that I got 100+ followers! I’m so happy, thanks for following me even though my writings not the best sometimes. I’m gonna work on typing up the most recent requests for you all bc ily so so much. P.s the imagine is short but I’ll try doing longer ones. Or do you all think this is an ok length?

anonymous asked:

soo, first date girl again? i don't want to get annoying or anything sorry! but for some reason i feel like i wanna tell you this, bc you were the first person i told about our night out, and after 5 dates with him, last sunday he introduced me to his parents and i guess we're kind of exclusive now? idk, im so happy with how everything turned out tbh, i never expected to like him as much as i do now and yeah... last update probably. sorry again if im annoying ahahah

OMG IM SO HAPPY FOR U WHAT THE HELL U GO GIRL!!!!!!!

So one of the reasons I decided to make this blog, aside from future puppy and documenting my training experience, was to keep myself on some sort of routine. I had this idea that at least being able to control this one thing would give me a way to feel more in control of everything else I’ve got going on? Idk, BUT I am going to give it a try. I have 0 idea of what to post though? So far this is what I’m thinking;

Monday: Dog-friends!

Tuesday: Eh?

Wednesday: Maybe something where you guys submit pics/stories about your dog/experiences/etc.?

Thursday: Eh?

Friday: Doggy-Daycare stuff (pictures, stories that sort of thing), since you guys seem to like the dog-friends thing and it would be similar.

Saturday: Photography stuff maybe.

Sunday:Eh?

Do you guys have any suggestions to fill in some blanks?

love of your life

// a short and sentimental jumin han x mc fic that nobody really asked for! mc with avoidant personality disorder (avpd), anxiety, and depression (because boy do I love writing vaguely about my own experiences) \

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it’s a saturday when you decide to turn your back on jumin han, the love of your life, forever.

“you shouldn’t try to understand what’s going on up here. i don’t want to put that burden on you anymore,”

you pointed up to your head and played with your hair, looking down. it wasn’t a very romantic or sweet approach to the situation, but it was your way of handling things. avoidance, trying to make people forget about you, pushing everyone away. you wanted to become deep tree roots in the ground, hidden from the earth but a strong base of something greater than yourself. you could just watch from afar, and he could be your branches.

“that’s nonsense.”

your heart skips a beat and you tense up, noticing his eyes glancing back to you, quick and intense emotion deep in his grey orbs. “i’m going to love you, mc, and you have no say in it from now on. i’m not going to lose someone as special as you, no matter what.”

wistful laughter rises up in your stomach and gets caught in your throat. it’s not a happy feeling, and instead you feel like you’re going to throw up. you just can’t believe him. oh, how desperately do you want to just have a picture-perfect happy ending with him, but your brain is holding you back. your past. your mental illness. your chemical imbalances… whatever name this collaboration of demons inside you went by, they had sank its teeth into you and they weren’t going to be easily swayed.

“that’s just the default response, isn’t it?” you laugh bitterly, tragically. the hoarse and soft sound is cut short by quieter sobs and tears filling up your lungs. you ball up your hands into fists, knuckles turning white, and stare at the ground.

you’re being difficult. you know you are. you don’t want to be this way, so confrontational in the most self-destructive ways. whenever you get your hands on something good, every part of you is telling you to ruin it and to run the hell away. impulsively.

your brain was a separate being than yourself. the personality disorder, depression, anxiety and who knows what else that clouded your heart so often were bigger than you now. they were cruel, hateful, and evil. you didn’t want to put someone else through your shit. you didn’t want to see such a beautiful man slowly fall out of love with you when he gets to know the demons you keep hidden behind fake smiles and pretty excuses.

“i’m really not special… i’m just nice to you. i understand you, because i know what it’s like to lock up all your feelings in a little box and never let them show. but does that- does this- really equate to love? am i just getting in over my head?”

he stood up, and your stomach dropped and lurched. he was going to leave. he’s going to walk out and you’re never going to see him again and you’re going to die because you said too much and you sounded like an idiot you wished you never opened your mouth and everything is falling apart and you think the walls are shaking and your breath is gone you don’t know where it went you can’t move and you can’t breathe and there are a million thoughts attacking you at once a million words in your brain and it’s too much and you still can’t breathe

he steps close to you. you press your chest to your knees and let out a strained sob. he touches your shoulder. your thoughts overload your brain. he notices that you are hyperventilating. you’re…


you’re dying.

it’s a sunday when you decide to leave this world in front of jumin han, the love of your life, forever.


except, wait, no, that’s not right. instead, your tired eyes open to greet white fluorescent lights and a tile ceiling.

“you’re up.” you’re startled by his voice before you begin to hear the heart monitor. your mouth is dry, but you manage to open it, and with a small, weary, and broken voice you ask him what happened.

“you had a very intense panic attack and fainted from excessive hyperventilating. i rushed you here as fast as i could,” he looks you directly in the eyes and you know that he is filled with compassion and empathy and love for you, but you can’t bear to meet those lovely eyes. not this early, at least.

you felt yourself sink deeper into the cold bedsheets. “i’m so sorry,” you whispered, and the faucet in your eyes began to drip yet again, oceans filling up your orbs and blurring your vision. shame, embarrassment, and insecurity filled your head this time. but you felt a hand brush the tears away from your cheek and lips pressed to your own.

he pulls away gently, and looks at you lovingly. “i don’t care if you think you’re a burden, or if you’re afraid, or if you want to push me away. i won’t let you. mc.. you are the best thing that has ever happened to me, and i could never possibly see you as a burden. you helped me take the lid off of my heart and take on my own internal issues like an adult, and i’m going to do the same for you.”

your heart begins to race and you look at him, surprised. he doesn’t let you protest. “i’m with you now. i’m going to do everything in my power to make you feel loved, because you deserve it. don’t you ever try to convince me otherwise.”

finally, you let yourself smile, and the tears turn to ones of a new type of happiness unfamiliar to you. it’s not going to fix everything, but you know that this is a start to a lot of progress; you love him. and you want to be better for him.

it’s a sunday when you decide to start opening your heart to jumin han, the love of your life, forever.

craftersdust  asked:

So, can you write something like that: Reader and Bucky are close friends and whenever they need to hold hands, Bucky always holds her hand with his flesh hand and Reader thinks that his metal arm is so special and that's why he doesn't let her to hold it. After some time Reader can't stand that she finally decides to ask/complain why he doesn't let her and he says that if he holds her hand with his metal arm he cannot feel her warmness And he confesses his feelings for her and some major fluff?

the story was all in my head, perfect. but idk if it was translated into words. thanks for the request! and sorry if this isn’t what you had in mind. hopes it’s fluffly enough. reminder: I will be closing my requests on sunday (june 5th us est), so get them in if you have any! p.s. i cannot believe that i have been able to keep my promise and post every night.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 899

Warning: none

“Hold Me”

“Shit. There’s still five of them on the second floor,” you curse into the transmitter, warning Barnes of the enemy's’ location. “We can’t make a scene here, there’s too many civilians. They’re not going to care about the casualties.”
“What do you want to do?” Bucky asks, running up to your level. Once he finds you, the both of you made your way out of the building. “(Y/n), two of them are behind us.” Bucky catches up with you and is standing on your right. You glance behind you, and spot them. They were searching for the two of you.
You racked your brain for an idea. You couldn’t start a fight. One, because you had gotten what you came for. And two, because this place was full of civilians.
Then it came to you.
“Hold my hand,” you hiss at Barnes.
“What?” he questions. “Why?”
“Just hold my hand and kiss my cheek,” you whisper angrily. You were losing time.
“Fine,” he grumbles. He moves to your left and grabs your hand. Then he pulls you towards him and plants a kiss on your cheek, making sure to cover your face by holding your face in his hands.
Once the enemy is out of sight, he lets you go and pushes his hair out of his face.
“Let’s get out of here,” you sigh with relief.
“I’m at the northwest entrance,” Nat says through the transmitter.
“We’ll be right out.” Bucky, still going along with your plan, grabs your left hand and leads you out.
Inside the van, you look at Barnes, who is sitting directly in front of you. He’s looking at his hands, a confused look on his face. You were reflecting back on the mission. Why had he switched sides? Bucky catches you staring at him and speaks up.
“You alright?”
Shaken out of your thoughts, you focus on Bucky. Nodding slowly, you smile at him. “I’m fine…”
“You don’t look fine. What’s going on?” Barnes asks tenderly, taking a seat next to you. “Wanna talk?”
“It’s really nothing,” you say soullessly. “I was just thinking…” you trail off. Lost in your thoughts again, you think back on all the times he held your hand. It was mostly for missions, when you had to act like a couple or something. But he had always held you left hand. Did he not want you to touch his left hand? Frankly, you were curious about what his metal hand would feel like. So you always tried to hold his left hand, but he’d never let you. You weren’t going to ask though, he had his reasons, you supposed.
“Earth to (Y/n)?” Bucky teases, waving his hand in front of your face. “What are you thinking so deeply about?”
You bit your lip, afraid that if you ask, he’d get defensive. Looking up at him, you sigh and roll you eyes. Might as well ask.
“Can I ask you something?” you bring up carefully.
“Anything, doll.”
“Why don’t you let me hold your left hand?” you furrow your brows anxiously. “You don’t have to answer. I mean, if it’s like a personal thing, it’s fine…”
“No, it’s okay,” he interrupts your rambling. Taking a deep breath, he starts to explain. “It’s not a personal thing, it’s because…I want to be able to feel your hand whenever I hold it.”
You blink at him, not registering what he was trying to say. So he continues.
“I can’t with my left hand. I can feel your hand there, but I can’t feel it. My left hand, it’s…it’s cold and not…human. I don’t want you to touch this hand. When I hold your hand, I want to feel your warmth and your soft skin, because…well, I like you. ” He stops talking and looks at you expectantly.
You gape at him with a scrunched up nose. Did he just confess his feelings for you? Regaining your composure, you open your mouth to speak but nothing comes out. What the fuck were you supposed to say?
“I understand if you don’t feel the same way,” he says quietly. “I just had to…”
You grab him by his shirt and kiss him. Hard. He moans into your mouth, and you sink into him. When you pull apart, you reach for his metal hand and put it on your cheek.
“I like you too, Barnes,” you whisper. “But don’t think that you can’t hold me with this hand. It’s still a part of you, and I like every single inch of you.”
He looks affectionately at you, his eyes searching for any signs of fear. But there isn’t any. Reassured by your honesty, he leans in to kiss you.
“You guys know that I’m still here right?” Nat interrupts.
“Shut up Nat, we’re busy,” you joke.
“Really? You can’t wait until we’re home?” she teases.
Rolling your eyes, you kick the back of her seat. “You really want us to do this at home?”
“Where we can be loud and…” Bucky jokes.
“Oh my god. Fuck no, do not finish your sentence,” she shrieks. “Okay, now it’s in my head. Thanks.”
While you laugh, Bucky holds your hand with his left hand. You don’t say anything, but you smile at his touch. You put your head on his shoulder and close your eyes. Thank god you asked the question.