if only he loved me back

BTS Reaction To: Pain Kink.

- Request: could you do a reaction to you having a hair pulling kink or restraints like being tied up -

Thanks for requesting! I kink of made a pain kink reaction as hair pulling fell under that category .


Jin loved biting down on your soft skin, especially nibbling on your neck. He loved the whimpers that would fall from your mouth as a result of it, which only made him bite down harder.

“You love it when I mark you, don’t you? You love it when I mark you as mine.”

Originally posted by kimseaokjin


Yoongi thrusted himself into you from behind, leaning forward to grab your hair, using it as a way to help himself reach deeper inside of you. You whined softly at the pain you felt as he yanked your hair, however you only found the pain extremely arousing. Yoongi smirked at the noises you had made.

God, you’re such a slut..”

Originally posted by jeongguk


Namjoon was about to go down on you when he began to bite the skin on your thighs, leaving small, purple love bites. You took a shaky breath, throwing your head back, and letting yourself close your eyes. Namjoon knew you had a pain kink, and he absolutely loved inflicting pleasurable pain onto you. Soon enough, Namjoon had delved his tongue inbetween your folds, causing you to moan out. Namjoon hummed against your clit.

“Hm.. you taste so fucking good for me, Princess.”

Originally posted by simondismydaddy


Hoseok loved your pain kink, finding it extremely arousing to tie you up, and do whatever he wanted with you. He liked to spank you, or bite down on your skin, even sometimes experimenting with wax play on you. He made sure you remembered your safe word, though, in fear he may accidentally go too far.

“Do you remember the safe word, baby?”

Originally posted by bangtannoonas


Taehyung gripped tightly onto your neck, drawing his hips back and forth as he pounded into you. You felt vulnerable as his hands were around your neck, but nonetheless, you found the breath play exhilarating.

“You look so pretty with my hands around you, Princess.”

Originally posted by baking-suga-kookies


You could feel your walls tightening around Jimin’s cock, your high approaching. You continued to rock your hips against him, Jimin’s nails digging into the skin of your hips. You cried out as Jimin’s nails dug deeper into your skin, holding your hips with a tight grip. 

“Eyes on me, baby. Look at me.”

Originally posted by jiminwhyyougotnojams


Jungkook had your arms tied against the bed, and no matter how hard you tried yanking on the restraints, you could not wriggle yourself out of them. Jungkook grinned at how desperate you looked, because all you wanted to do was touch Jungkook, and let your hands roam all over his body. 

Jungkook was experimenting with wax play, and as soon as the hot wax had dripped onto your naked body, an adrenalin rush had spread through you, causing you to become even more aroused than you were before. You arched your back at the feeling.

“Hm, how does that feel, baby?”

Originally posted by taeokie

Castaway {ACOTAR/Chapter 3}

Word Count: 2,223

Summary:  A modern-day University AU, from the A Court of Thorns and Roses universe. All characters belong to Sarah J. Maas. The idea for this fanfic hailed from prompts sent in by Anonymous, and @queen-archeron. You can read previous chapters here.

Author’s Note: If you want to be tagged, you may ask in my ask box! If I’ve missed tagging you, it wasn’t intentional, I just didn’t see it, so feel free to ask again. Also, let me know what you think. :) P.S. Feyre is a big fan of Van Gogh. She loves the classics.

Originally posted by rexisky

September 4 – the day I questioned everything

I was pissed, and confused, and worried….but he had a hold on me.

I had never been good at telling people no. I was a people pleaser, I wanted to be able to do it all. Especially when I cared about them.

Like my dad, for example.

My dad hadn’t worked in years. He relied on the rest of us to help make ends meet. For a while, after mom died, it was Nesta. She was the oldest. It was her duty.

But then, Nesta got so pissed off at dad for being a lazy ass (her words – although we all had our own lovely nickname for the bastard), and gave up. The day she turned eighteen, she was out of that little shithole town.

I was only thirteen.

Elain did her best, but she was always caught up in her designs. She worked hard for her money, and saved most of it for herself, to open her own business.

I encouraged her to do so. I could see how much she wanted it. Elain is a small, rare piece of beauty in the world. She deserved better than the shithole, too. The day she turned eighteen, she was headed to Velaris.

I was only fourteen.

It was up to me, after that. I felt it my responsibility, ignoring the fact that I was just a kid. I went to school, I went to work wherever I could find anyone that would pay me.

I couldn’t say no to him.

I hated him, most days, but I couldn’t say no to my father, because I loved him, despite everything.

There were only four people who ever had that hold on me: my dad, Elain, Nesta…..

And Tamlin.



The girl who can’t say no

The moment Feyre’s eyes opened from the early morning sun streaming through the curtains, memories from the night before flooded her mind.

Rhysand, the beautiful male, saving her from those two guys, members of Tamlin’s fraternity, who wanted to use her as a prop in whatever twisted game they had planned.

Tamlin, when he found Feyre and Rhysand alone by the steps of the front porch, utter rage consuming his intoxicated body. His fist hitting Rhysand’s eye – Feyre, trying to pull him back, trying to calm him down, trying not to be afraid.

Rhysand was innocent, though. She tried to tell Tamlin as much, but he wouldn’t listen, he was too far gone – from alcohol or rage, she wasn’t sure.

Rhysand didn’t seem surprised, though, and if he was, he hid it well. He simply rose to his feet, gave Tamlin an extremely vulgar gesture, and walked away.

After the incident, Tamlin had grabbed Feyre by the arm and brought her upstairs, locking them inside of his bedroom.

She watched him pace for a solid twenty minutes before he apologized. I shouldn’t have acted like that. I’m sorry. I thought he was hurting you. I’m sorry, Feyre, I’m so sorry.

I told you that he wasn’t hurting me, Feyre had replied, her voice hard, cold, distant. I told you that we were just talking. He saved me, actually.

Tamlin had halted, at that. Saved you?

Yes, Feyre rose to her feet and crossed her arms. Two of your loyal frat guys attempted to assault me.

Feyre didn’t know what she expected him to do, but laughing wasn’t at the top of her guessing list.

Must be some of the new recruits. Tamlin shook his head. They can get a little handsy.

Infuriated, Feyre began to grab her things.

Feyre. Tamlin spoke her name like a demand, but his hands were soft as they wrapped around her waist. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you. The point is, they didn’t touch you, did they?

They grabbed my arm, but that’s it. Feyre shook her head. But that’s because Rhy-

Besides, Tamlin kissed her nose, softly, when you leave your dorm wearing something like this – he ran the tips of his fingers down the low neckline of her dress – you can’t blame a man for being unable to keep his distance.

Feyre wanted to say a thousand things. She wanted to curse, and demand that he hunts them down, and defends her honor. But all those thoughts disappeared the moment his lips pressed into hers, and her dress fell to the ground as she fell into his touch.

The thoughts didn’t resurface until morning came, when she looked at Tamlin lying bare beside her in his bed, the scent of beer still lingering on his breath.

Maybe it was the alcohol, Feyre thought. Maybe if he didn’t drink…..

She didn’t dare continue the thought as she climbed over her boyfriend, and began to redress herself. Once her dress was pulled back on, Tamlin stirred.

So much for trying to leave before he woke.

“Hey,” he smiled, then followed it with a groan.

“Good morning,” Feyre mumbled. “Headache?”

He sat up, slowly, and rubbed his eyes, then took Feyre in. “I’m sorry.”

“Do you even remember what for?”

He hesitated.

Feyre let out a humorless laugh before grabbing her shoes.

“Feyre.” He was out of bed, and standing before her in less than a second. Feyre tried to ignore the sight of him before her, bare and hard, but she couldn’t. “I do remember that I hurt you, that I made you mad, and I’m sorry. And, if the ache in my knuckles is any indication….”

“You punched a guy.”

“I do remember that,” he sighed, running a hand through his eye-length, golden hair. “Forgive me, and give me another chance. Please. I was drunk, and stupid.”

“Yes, you were.”

“Come back after class?”

She didn’t say yes right away, didn’t say anything. But, she couldn’t say no to him, to the man that she cared so deeply for. Especially when he was standing nude in front of her, with those big, pleading eyes.


He smiled, and kissed her, gently. Feyre tried not to gag from the smell of his breath.

“I’ll see you later.” Feyre closed his door behind her before sneaking through the silent fraternity house.

She should have asked him for a ride, because the walk back to her dorm was humiliating.

She knew she looked horrendous, with her wrinkled dress, bare feet, messy hair, and smudged make up. Thank the mother it was only seven in the morning, and all she passed were joggers and professors on their way to work.

Unfortunately, the amount of college students who went for morning jogs was far too many.

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BTS Smut


Highkey copied this from my smut wattpad oops 😂

Type: Smut

Member: Namjoon

Description: When the sexual tension builds for too long


You laugh and look at Hoseok. “Thanks for the extra practice.” You say through heavy breaths.

Hoseok smiles. “Anytime. Are you coming to dinner with us?”

“I think Namjoon wanted to go somewhere.” You reply, pulling off your over shirt, barely noticing that your white tank top was now see through and clinging to your curves.

Hoseok clears his throat and tries to keep his eyes from trailing down you.

You move your hair off to the side and fan yourself, and smile when you feel an arm wrap around your waist. “When did you get here?” You look up at Namjoon who was glaring daggers at Hoseok.

“A few minutes ago.” Namjoon replies. You could tell by the tone of his voice he was pissed.

“Are you going to dinner with us tonight?” Hoseok asks, dismissing Namjoons glares.

“No, I’m taking Y/N out tonight.” Namjoon says pulling off his jacket and throwing it over you.

Hoseok nods and smiles. “I have to go, I’m meeting up with Yoongi for a while. See ya~” He says leaving the room.

You watch him leave then turn to ask Namjoon why he seemed so upset but instead you are met with his lips crashing against yours. You flush and shiver when he pins you to the wall, his hands roaming your body.

“Namjoon~” You murmur breathlessly as he leaves obvious marks on your skin.

Someone knocks on the door to the practice room and you both groan. Namjoon pulls away “Come in.” He yells, his voice husky.

Jungkook walks in the room, Tae following behind him. “Sorry Hyung, we heard a thud and we thought you broke something.” Jungkook says with a chuckle.

Namjoon rolls his eyes. “We are fine.” He grabs your wrist and starts pulling you with him. “Have to go, bye.” He says quickly.


You bounce your leg, impatiently waiting for one of the waiters. The place Namjoon brought you to was packed, but it was beautiful though the sexual tension between the two of you was making it hard to focus on the scenery.

You look at Namjoon, the hungry stare he was giving you made you feel more exposed than you already were. You flush and turn away again.

You feel familiar hands grip your thighs, then wrap around your waist. You knew who it was almost immediately, Namjoon. He kisses your inner thigh and you flush hard upon realizing that he had crawled under the table. The table cloth was enough to hide what he was doing.

You feel his tongue run across your already soaking clit and you moan a little in response. He grips you tighter and stops his movements. You get the hint and bite your hand a little, finding it hard to ignore the pleasure you were feeling from Namjoons skilled tongue.

“May I take your order Miss? Or are you waiting?”

You turn to the male voice and shiver as you feel Namjoon smirk, moving your thongs out of the way. The thought of being caught excited you, but you knew you would be in more trouble if you let anyone hear your moans.

“Uhm, h-he went to the uhm.” You stutter and take a shakey breath as you feel yourself start to reach your high. “Bathroom.” You say simply.

“Would you like to go ahead and order?”

You are about to decline when Namjoon starts sucking on your clit, you whimper and start tearing up.

“I will come back later.” The male waiter says, hurrying off.

You cover your mouth with your hands as you reach your climax. Namjoon grins and pulls away and waits a moment before climbing back in his seat, licking his lips.

“Lets go.” Namjoon says breathlessly, standing.

You nod in agreements and stand up, quickly following after Namjoon.


You look at Namjoon unable to ignore the sexual tension. You place your hand on his obviously hard member. Namjoons breath hitches but he ignores it, assuming you would move your hand since you were usually too shy to do these kinds of things.

You bite your lip and tease him by softly squeezing and rubbing but not enough for him to get any real pleasure from it.

Namjoon groans “I hope you are ready to pay for that.” He says as you reach his house.

You grin and laugh a little as he picks you up and carrys you in.


“I’m going to ruin you.” Namjoon says in a low, husky voice that made you shiver.

You whimper as Namjoon sucks on your collar bone, grinding against you.

“Spread your legs.” Namjoon commands. You obey and watch as he pulls off the only piece of clothing left on you, your thongs. “Awe you are already so wet for me baby~” He muses as he slips a finger in you. You moan as his long fingers hit your sweet spot over, and over, making you cum faster than usual.

Namjoon smirks and licks your clit as he pushes two fingers in and out of you, making you a moaning mess. He does this over and over until you have came at least 3 times.

You shake violently and whimper as he kisses up you.

Namjoon chuckles and kisses you, slipping his tongue in your mouth. You are too weak to fight for dominance so you allow him to take over you.

You pull off his shirt, throwing it somewhere to be forgotten, then unzip his pants.

“Eager are we?” He grins, biting your lip. You nod, whining a little.

Namjoon grins “Hands and knees. Ass up, keep your face up too, I want to see it when I fuck you.”

You flush and get on your hands and knees, holding one of Namjoons many stuffed animals to your chest. You shiver as Namjoon runs his hand down your back, then a finger over your dripping clit.

You moan a little as he slowly inserts himself, gripping on to the stuffed animal.

“Make a noise and I will only fuck you harder.” Namjoon says with a dominate tone.

You bite your lip. You both knew you wouldn’t be able to contain yourself, but that was the fun part.

Namjoon slowly starts moving, watching in amusement as you push yourself against him more trying to get more stimulation.

You whimper and whine and Namjoon makes his thrusts harder and slower, it was torture. “Daddy!” You moan out. This was a word you rarely used because it was a major turn on for Namjoon so the only time you needed it was when you were either provoking or teasing him.

Namjoon stops his movements, then licks his lips. “What was that?” He says with one hard thrust.

You moan, gripping the stuffed animal so hard you were scared you would rip it. “I’m not saying it again.” You say breathlessly.

“Hm?~” Namjoon muses, pulling out then slamming back in to you without warning.

You scream in pleasure, feeling the tears rolling down your cheeks.

“Fuck, you are so pretty when you cry.” Namjoon says grabbing your ass.

You whimper. “Please fuck me.” You whine out, ignoring the shyness that was rising in you.

“What’s the magic word?~” He muses, pulling out then slowly going back in you, watching as you shake under him.

Throwing all of your reasoning out of the window you completely give in to Namjoon. “Please, daddy please, I need you, please.” You cry out.

Namjoon slams in to you, hard, now moving fast and abusing your sweet spot.

You cry and moan, biting down on the stuffed animal that lay beneath you.

Namjoon groans. “You are taking me so well baby girl~”

You moan in response and move your ass up more so Namjoon could go deeper.

Namjoon groans “You are such a slut for me aren’t you baby?” He says in a sweet voice.

You nod moaning as you hit your high for the 2nd time since he started moving.

“Aren’t you baby?!” Namjoon says louder, pulling back on your hair.

You scream in pleasure and cum before you can warn him. “Yes, yes daddy fuck!” You moan, rolling your hips.

Namjoon groans, he loved seeing the sight of you weak and willing under him. The fact that you were whimpering and gripping a stuffed animal only made it better. “Fuck.” Namjoon hisses as he reaches his high, thrusting harder and faster inside of you.

You moan, tightening around him as he twitches inside of you.

You both hit your high and you plop down on the bed, unable to hold yourself up anymore.

Namjoon smiles and pulls you to his chest, pulling the stuffed animal you were still gripping with him.

You both breathe heavily and you burry your face in his chest, trying to steady your breathing.

“You look so beautiful.” Namjoon murmurs as he softly strokes your hair.

You smile and flush, but before you can answer you are already falling asleep.

Originally posted by jiminwhyyougotnojams

Oh fuck daddy😍

- Bear💖

BTS Reaction: You Being A Mess During An Orgasm

anon: ‘Hi, I’m a fan of your work, it’s really great and I love it. Can I please have a bts reaction of their s/o cumming and just becoming a mess (like shaking/twitching, moaning really loud, gasping, arching their back, etc.) and a what they are like analysis if that’s possible. Thank you so much, love you’’

a/n: Thank you sweetie TT. 


He would be smirking while your body was shaking violently. But your whimpers didn’t stop him, only made him continue speeding up his pace, earning screams of pleasure and pain from you.

“Baby, seeing that I’m the cause of this mess is making me a beast.’‘ he whispered softly in your ear, while thrusting into you deeper.

Originally posted by piedparker


He’s gonna stop imeaditaly, not only to not overstimulate you, but to also see the piece of art in front of him.

“Fuck, you look so good whimpering and twitching under me. Did I make you feel that good?’’ he husked.

Originally posted by liemayl


“Shh kitten, others can’t hear your loud and beautiful moans. Only I can hear and make you scream them, understand?” he said as he spanked your ass, more roughly this time.

Originally posted by queenwithcollars


He would be biting his lips and think of what to do. There you were, twitching uncontrollably by his mouth movements.

“Babygirl, you look so sweet like that. I want to see more.” he says, as he starts curling three fingers inside of you, making your eyes roll back.

Originally posted by blackandwhitebangtan


He would glare at you, as you let out loud screams. He prepared his whip, making you stop your sobs.

“Well, well, well. I know I make you feel good, but you need to be a good girl and obey me. Didn’t I tell you to not let out a single noise?” he says, as he smacks you with his whip, but you didn’t let out not even a one scream this time.

Originally posted by h-farah01


He was proud that he made you feel so good that you found the need to scream.

“Kitten, let out these pretty and loud screams. Make the whole world know that you’re mine.” he whispers as he continues his thrusts, ignoring your whimpers and beggings.

Originally posted by joansenseiii


“Baby, let me take care of you. But, only after you make me beg.” he says as he holds your hands in place, and thrusting into you faster and deeper.

Originally posted by bangtanbtsmut

crying, bye

anonymous asked:

in the soulmates au does anakin confront obi-wan after realizing? what happens next?!! i gotta know it's so good

Marching towards temple hanger 12, Obi-Wan rolled his eyes as he listened to the quick steps running after him. “For Force sake Anakin, quit!” He yelled, turning around to glare up at the other, oblivious to the startled looks of pilots and knights alike.

“But Obi-Wa-” Anakin looked upset, his entire face a giant pouty frown with his hair tied back in a little tail in his neck.

“No! No, no, no, I’m not answering these questions Anakin!” He glared up at the other.

“But you have a soulmate!” Anakin gestured. “Who doesn’t know your their soulmate!”

Running his hand over his face and rubbing his beard, the redhead growled a bit. “…Anakin, Force forbid this but not everyone is looking for connection. I am a Jedi. That mea-”

“But even Jedi are allowed soulmates.” Anakin interrupted. “I know, I checked. I read through all the notes on soulmates within the orders, its one of the few excepts along with people being married for their races continuity. Its a Force gift from the Light side of the Force itself.” He crossed his arms over his chest, cocking his head while frowning down at his old master. “But you-”

“But I have not engaged in it.” Obi-Wan cut in sharply. “And I have to return to the battlefield, so unless you have a good reason for me to stay Anakin Skywalker.” He raised his brows at him.

Anakin opened his mouth.

“That does not contain any reference to my soulmate.” The older man shot in.

Anakin shut his mouth, staring at him.

“Thought so.” Obi-Wan sighed and shook his head, rubbing his temple. “…Look, Anakin… this is my case. If I want to engage with my soulmate, that’s my personal prerogative, mine and my soulmates.” The master sighed.

“But they don’t know.” Anakin frowned. “You should at least have told them but the folder.”

“Anakin, it would be cruel of me to tell them only to reject them.” Obi-Wan turned away, heading for his ship and jumping in. “Beside…they’re already in love.” He added before the canopy closed.

Anakin blinked hard at that, stepping back quickly when Obi-Wan engaged the ship and took of after receiving clearance.

‘… They’re already in love?’ He stared at the fading ship before turning around slowly, rubbing the back of his neck and sighing quietly.

He couldn’t imagine how that hurt Obi-Wan.

Knowing their soulmate, seeing them… and finding them already in love.

That had to be horrible.

He couldn’t imagine how he’d feel if Padme…

Looking down at his feet, Anakin frowned heavily before sighing and looking up, meeting the eyes of the pilots of the hanger. “What?!” He snapped only for them to jump back to work. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” He grumbled.

He knew the gossip would travel the temple anyway but… well hopefully that would hamper it a bit in its tracks.

Floating through space, Obi-Wan stared at the stars before sighing and pressing his hand to his eyes. “…Kark.” He hiccuped.

There was a series of beeps from R4 and Obi-Wan cleared his throat as best he could.

“I-I’m alright R4, I’m just… struggling a bit. We all are… I’ll get better.” He murmured into his own hand. “…Eventually.”

She beeped sadly at him, whirling her dome to look at him.

“…You’re not going to tell anyone are you? I’d rather…I’d rather he not find out.”

Waaping a bit at him provoked a laugh from Obi-Wan, watery sounding.

“Yes, he is oblivious but… I like that about him… I like most of him… that’s why his happiness is important to me. Now lets get to the Negotiator, alright?”

The droid whistled at him and took over the controls for her Jedi, guiding the ship into hyperspace.

Sketches of you and me

“i fucking hate this game” Isak mutters across from Even where he’s leaning against the couch and frowning at the notebook he’s scribbling in furiously. 

“Oh baby you don’t mean that.”

Even untangles his leg from Isak’s to caress his foot with his own earning a reluctant smile from his boyfriend. 

“YES i do mean it you asshole. You only like this game cos you always win!” 

Even has the fucking audacity to roll his eyes at Isak and act all annoyed, as he stares at the ceiling and sighs dramatically. 

“don’t be a sore loser sweetie, besides this time you might win” he can’t even pull a straight face while saying that god damn lie, because straight away he’s giggling over the word ‘win’ while reaching for a green pencil. 

“i hate you” Isak mutters. 

Even jabs him hard in the leg with his toe. “don’t say that” he pouts. 

Isak pouts back “i’ll take it back if you let me win” 

Even fakes shock “i can’t believe you would try to BLACKMAIL me into THROWING THIS SERIOUS COMPETITION” 

Isak rolls his eyes with a smile taking over his face. 

“Okay whatever, but after this it’s my turn to pick the game” 

“i swear to god Isak, if you suggest fifa again-”

“hey you like fifa!” Isak scoffs jabbing the air with his pencil.

“Yes Isak i like fifa but you know what i like more?” 

Isak groans “please don’t say it….just don’t say it” 

Even grins “playing with YOUR fifa” 

he laughs like it’s the funniest thing he’s heard. 

“why - why would you even- that doesn’t even make sense- i” Isak sighs “why am i dating you?” 

“because you loooooove me” Even says before jumping up and smashing his lips against Isak’s face only to bounce back to his side of the couch. 

Isak grins “okay fine I love you, you weirdo” 

Even tries to hide his blush with his notebook and it’s literally the cutest thing Isak has ever seen and he finds himself mimicking the pink rushing on Even’s cheeks. 

“are you ready to reveal?” Even whispers shyly, his smile making his words sound like they are coated in sunlight and his eyes sparkling as they gaze at Isak. 

he is so beautiful Isak can never say no, which is why he is doing this again in the first place. 

Isak shakes his head. “yes fine, ugh lets just get this over with” 

he points at Even warningly “just don’t laugh!” 

Even nods eagerly and crosses his heart with his finger “of course baby” 

Isak gives him his ‘soundsfakebutokay’ face and Even mocks offended 

“honey would i EVER lie to you”

“mmhmm okay then” and with that, Isak turns his notebook around to show Even his portrait of…well Even. 

and it takes him approximately 0.2 seconds for Even to burst into hysterical laughter. 


Even can’t breathe, he’s crumbling in himself, his legs kicking Isak which is just making his boyfriend even more annoyed but you can’t blame Even you just can’t

because Isak drew an octopus

or was it a tree

or is it a stop sign with hair 

“you know it’s you dumbass” Isak groans after Even choked out all those options in between loud bursts of laughter. 

“I just- oh baby you’re so beautiful” Even says finally sitting up and wiping his eyes. 

“is that- oh my god why do i have so many arms?” 


and then Isak has to wait for Even to catch his breath again because that explanation caused him to laugh for another 5 minutes. 

“you good?” Isak asks with an amused smile on his lips. 

Even nods, his face red from giggling and his smile bright “jesus christ baby i love you so much but art is not your thing” 

Isak throws a couch cushion at his head 

“i told you i hated this game!” 

Even raises his hands “okay okay i’m sorry”

then he smiles excitedly and pokes Isak again with his foot “heeeeey want me to cheer you up by revealing mine?” 

Isak looks at him underneath his eyelashes and blushes “fuck Even you know i do you asshole.” 

Even claps his hands “okay, here it is” 

he turns it around and there as always is a drawing of a beautiful beautiful boy. 

his hair twisted in a million golden curls, and his lips curled in a reluctantly amused smile, as his long eyelashes graze the tips of his cheeks and finally, his emerald green eyes are piercing through the page, looking at the artist like he is his entire world. 

and it dawns on Isak slowly as always that this is him.

this is how Even sees him. 

this is who he is in Even’s eyes. 

and as always his heart melts at the realisation

“So? what do you think?” Even asks nervously which is strange because even after showing Isak a million of his drawings he is still nervous, every time to let the boy inside his mind. 

Isak shakes his head “did i mention i love this game?” 

Even laughs deep while pulling Isak towards him, letting him fall in his arms. 

“I love you so much baby” he says kissing his neck. 

Isak giggles “shut up i love you” 

Even smiles “it’s not a competition!” 

“okay no…BUT if it was i would win”

“you’re such a little shit” Even says in Isak’s hair in a voice that suggests otherwise. 

“mmmhmm but i’m also a little shit who gets to pick the next game” he replies licking his lips. 

this gets Even’s attention “what kind of game?” he raises his eyebrows. 

Isak knows he will hate himself for the words that come out of his mouth next but honestly, he will do anything when it comes to love. 

“lets just say we will be playing with the fifa you like better” 

and then Even laughs long and deep causing Isak to giggle back 

“see i told you it was funny!” 

“still doesn’t make sense but if it will get you to blow me then” he shrugs 

“fuck i love you” Even breathes before pulling him closer and bringing his lips to the ones he has memorised every single detail of. 

for Shola @deepinskam

Hey guys I actually finished it! I hope that Jack got to feel that wonderful rush of support and love from the community welcoming him home and back to semi normality. I am particularly proud of Jack for having taken these new opportunities and am so glad that he enjoyed himself!  : ) 

This community is great and I’m really happy to be a part of it because not only are we supportive of jack but we’re supportive and loving of each other. I recently had the tragedy of loosing 3 years of my work both art and not due to a mechanical failure of my hard drive People in this community were wonderful and supportive of me and I never would have met them if Jack didn’t have this wonderful community : ) 

So thank you. To the community and to Jack


It’s gonna be Mae. 

anonymous asked:

Oooh! For the prompt list, so many possible bkdk feels to choose from, how about 85 and/or 87?

(Doing 85 because another person asked for 87, so I can do them both!)

85: “I will never apologize for saving your life, even if it costs me my own.”

[This story is an epilogue to Prompt 59]

“I love you, Kacchan.”

“I know.”

“I really do.”

“I know.

Bakugo shifted his weight, but Midoriya’s arms only wrapped around him tighter.

“I love you—”

“I heard you the first twenty-seven times,” he griped, looking over his shoulder to snap at Midoriya, embracing him from behind as they lied together on the bed.

Midoriya propped himself up to stare at Bakugo in a somewhat contemplative way, as if he couldn’t quite process his words.

“…Were you really counting?” he asked.

“No. Now shut up.”

Bakugo rolled back onto his side, facing away from Midoriya. He heard the subtle sound of amused snickering in his ear as Midoriya’s hands traced mindless patterns into the curves of Bakugo’s chest.

“You’re a terrible liar, Kacchan.”

Read the rest of this story on AO3!

anonymous asked:

Stan Uris

send me a character

character: hate them | don’t really care | like them | LOVE them | THEY ARE MY PRECIOUS

ship with: Billiam and Mike

brotp: Richie and Him. Stan’s savage clap backs only come from years of being the best of bros.

general opinions: Stan has a kind of no questions asked policy when it comes to his friends. When asked for something he complies without asking for an explanation. They want a place to stay, he has it. They need a super odd request he will do it.

To wake him up before, I used to call him like 30 to 50 times. So he’d wake up for school or to study or when he’d just want me to wake him up from a nap. I’d message him a hundred times. Para makulitan sya. Until nakulitan talaga sya. Well, hinde. Nasira lang phone nya because of my flooding. HAHAHAH. So like, I stopped doing that. Only because he always slept right back like 10 minutes after I’d wake him up. So now, I’d only call him about 3 to 4 or 8 times until he wakes up. And if he doesn’t wake up after all those calls, I’d stop calling and just let him sleep. 

Yesterday, he asked me why I don’t flood him anymore to wake him up. He got all paranoid and asked if I don’t love him enough anymore. HAHAHA. But no, it’s only because I know how much of a heavy sleeper he is. HAHAHA. Okay so now he wants me to flood him all the time. Or when I try to wake him up. 

irish-newzealand-idian-dutch  asked:

Prinxiety I can't fall in love with you. I don't want the pain that comes with it

“I can’t fall in love with you. I don’t want the pain that comes with it” Virgil said softly
“What the he’ll does that mean?” Roman replied.
“I can’t deal with you leaving” Virgil wrapped both arms around himself stepping back when Roman reached forward.
“I won’t leave you,” Roman said stepping back to give Virgil space.
“You say that now, you don’t know everything. You’ll leave if you know everything” Virgil said.
“What does that even mean?” Roman yelled in anger, “I tell you I’m in love with you and you tell me that not only can you not fall in love with me but that you some how know I’ll leave”
“I’m sorry” Virgil said scrambling backwards before turning and running tears streaming down his face leaving Roman stunned and incredibly confused.



I found this lovely little sparrow hawk while on my way to feed chickens.  Back from feeding chickens, he was still there.  Went to get my camera and he was not only still there, he looked like he was posing for me!

What a wonderful start to my day!!

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I’m sorry but can every single one of you that follows me go watch go back couple? why am I the only one shitting bricks over it like ??? everything about is so fuckign FUN !!! I mean……. first things first, jang nara like I said, a goddess. second, her ex-husband…handsome, fantastic, moral, I love him. third, jang ki yong like MAN !!!!!!!! I know who he is n I probably won’t like him outside of film but his character is so fucking great…… I don’t wanna be that corny but hes actually, awesome sauce like he makes the sauce awesome. he’s clearly weirded out by the fact that he’s starting to like nara like he asks her out as a scheme to piss off his dad or something…… n she rejects him n hes like WHAT ???? he can’t understand his feelings for her but all he knows is that he can’t stop thinking about her so he ends up telling her that he DOESN’T like her. that they should stop having any interactions because he DOESN’T like her, but in reality……. he like her lmao !!!! n hes always this really cool nonchalant guy in front of her but when he turns around n walks away he like clutches his heart n hyperventilates n its so fucking funny oh my god !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

oraclegazes  asked:

Okay you know what? I'm having a terrible day so I'm giving in and begging you to indulge me. Give me some Trent Seven headcanons and/or kinks. Whatever you've got. I throw myself upon your mercies and humbly request that you distract me from my woes in exchange for my eternal gratitude (and the admission that I might, it turns out, like him Slightly More than a Normal Amount. But sshhh, don't tell anyone)!

Your secret is safe with me 😉 I will lay Trent’s secrets out just for you

Trent really wants to watch you get fucked. He wants to sit back and jerk himself off while watching you come undone under someone else’s hands. Of course he loves you too much to let just anyone touch you. There are only two people he would ever consider bringing in to the fold. So who would he choose? Pete or Tyler? Or maybe both?

Sit down lads and listen to my tired fueled rant on why Steven Yeun is a pure man and loves Keith!

So, its been bugging me for a while (especially with the new season just being released) about the fact that almost all the voice actors promote the show and how much slack my boi Steven gets! We all know how much Jeremy Shada, Bex T-K, Josh Keaton, Hell, even AJ whos new to the team go full out and are full of thoughts and words to say about Voltron and their charterers, SO, I am here today, ignoring every piece of homework i have due four weeks ago to tell y’all why none of the slack he gets is deserved!

Way back when in may of this year, a local (ish) convention guested Steven Yeun as a guest, and even though I may be a Lance stan before a human being, I cried cuz I loved this boi since the walking dead. 

I had saved all my $$ just to get this boi’s autograph (on top of picking one up for my friends sister) and waited in his line for almost 2 hours just so i could be first.  And as I sat in line, i noticed that the growing amount of walking dead fans where starting to get extremely high (i don’t think a single person in that line even KNEW what Voltron even was!).

So, b/c i am smart and don’t want to make a rash choice, i sneak a pick at the photos he has lined up before hand to see if they had any rad Voltron for him to sign. and OF COURSE there is no Voltron or Keith anywhere on that table.  But Worry not fellow nerds!  I did the smart thing and printed off a picture of Keith at home!  But my printer is shitty and the quality wasn’t the best

So after almost two hours and him being 20 minutes late ( i could never hate, my boi was on his lunch break) the line starts movin.  So here i am, about to meet Steven FREAKING Yeun, dressed as Kim Possible (not relevant but anyways) and I have practiced over and over what im gonna say to this man.  

“Talk about the Walking Dead, you can do it, tell him you love the walking dead”

So i get up and pay for my autograph, and they let me have two photos and his manager, when he gets to me, tells him that he can only sign one.

NOw, before I got on, my boi looked tired.  Like HELLA TIRED.  idk what he be doing, but he was doing his best to fake a smile and get through another line.

And when i get up in front of him, I FROZE!  like, BItcH, What you DOIN?!?!?  anyways, i shake his hand and all i manage to say is 

“I loved you in Voltron!”

And the look on his face gave me ten years of my life back!  This boi (whose entire autograph photo selection is just walking dead and head shots) hears Voltron, and i saw a smile that was genuine rush over him.  And the MOMENT i notice this, I just go back to talking about Voltron with him

Anyways, he signs my friends photo (which was hella aesthetic) and he looks over at my two and i explain to him the deal 

“So, heres the thing: i only have enough money for one autograph and you are my favorite character in the walking dead (bitch was already dead at this point too) but I got really sad when there was no Keith photos. SO i printed this out at home and I want you to decide.”

he looks at the two photos and tells me

“heres what we’re gonna do.”

and he reaches for the Keith picture and he starts to sign it.  I’m already close to tears at this point, and he is just signing away.  And then he glances over at his manager and quickly signs the other one, pushing both towards me before she had time to react and pull the other one away.

ANd at this point i am IN TEARS.  Crying in the con, god bless this random lady who gave me a tissue or my makeup would have been a mess.  

My friend and I sit down and we look at the pictures and he FUCKING SIGNED THE KEITH PHOTO FROM KEITH!!!!  I might be a Lance stan, but jesus fuck do I love Steven Yeun and everything he is!!

And this boi loves Keith! all the stories I heard from others who met him said that when they mentioned Voltron he would become ten times more happy.  Steven is a gift and I want nothing but happiness for that man.

Oh, and also…

Stevn Yeun loves Keith, he cares for Voltron, and I will NOT tolerate hate towards him any longer!

I rest my case