it looks like the one on the top right isnt moving

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Tell us about the parrots and the zipline? That sounds like the worst thing to happen ever.

Oh boy ok brace yourself cause this entire debacle was just a mess. Imma tell the story of this entire day cause it was just absolute bs 

So I’m in Mexico with my family, yknow, having a nice vacation. My dad doesn’t do heat, so it was just my grandparents, my mom, and me. Keep in mind, I was like, 16 at the time, so this was a few years ago now. 

So, i fully admit, I’m a bit of an adrenaline junkie. Always have been, always will be. So when they said we could go to a massive park that was 90% underground, and the rest was like 300ft in the air, i jumped at the opprotunity.

so we get there and I immediatly beeline for the ziplines. Now, you can’t just do one of these suckers. Once you do one, there’s no going back until you’ve conquered all 12 (or something like that, there was a lot.) It took the better part of two exhausting hours to get through them all. 

So before the parrot issue there was some other bs first. We brought my best friend with me that year, but because we were both too light, we had to go tandum for a lot of the lines, or else we wouldn’t make it across. We’d just get stuck in the middle of the line dangling like a pinata, and no body wants that.

so the first bs comes along. I’m singing the batman theme song to keep my friend calm, because she is not a fan of heights. Like, we are screaming NANANANANANANA BATMAAAAAN at the top of our lungs. And we look ahead and see this massive gap in the trees. Now, we’d gone over a couple cinotes already where we could see the people doing the under ground activities. We figued, hey, let’s laugh at the people doing the river swim that’ll make us feel better. SO we get up on it and my friend starts freak tf out. It wasn’t a cinote.

it was a snake pit.

A massive round, man made snake pit will with hundreds of writhing snakes. They were climbing the walls, even the trees that were like 3ft from our toes. So we’re freaking out like “I don’t wanna be indiana jones i’m too young!!” But we pass it with no problem. We keep going another few second or so, and we see another break in the trees. We’re bracing like cause we assume it was another snake pit. It wasn’t.

It was a crocodile pit.

cue freak out number two.

but we pass it and all is well. Then we come onto the landing strip. We were just starting out so this one was pretty low to the ground. And then i see a weird shape on the grass landing pad.

There was a crocodile on the lawn

we freaked OUT like you wouldn’t believe.

so we’re soaring at this thing and there’s no stopping. We’re waving at the guys who are supposed to catch us with a net like “yo guys u got a coc problem.” and they don’t seem bothered in the slightest. We pass over this thing and it doesn’t move, but i’m 99% sure i tried to kick it. Now we’re free we’re safe and we should be slowing down…why aren’t we slowing down.

we slam into the safety net full force and bounce back a couple feet. When we manage to unhook ourselves we find the two duded pissing themselves laughing.

it was a fake crocodile. i tried to kick a concrete lawn ornament.


onto the parrots.


for this next one my friend was freaking out, as we were over 300ft up. I wanted to go asap so i went attached to my mom instead. At this point, i am alrady 5′8″, and my mom is like 5′5″. so you have this massive beanpole of a child strapped to her tiny mother. So we take off and our combined weight has us absolutely flying down the line. It’s all idealyic and serene, and i’m enjoying my crocodile free cruise. I look down and through a break in the trees i spot the amphibian vehicles going in and out of the cave systems. All good. Right beside them is a pack of leopards sunning themselves on a rock, which is also directly below us. and im thinking “wow, this would a crappy time to fall” immediatly i hear

thunkthunkthunkthunkthunk

my legs hurt all of a sudden. I glance down and see blood dripping down my leg. Mom is screaming/laughing.

we hit a flock of parents mid flight

and they were pissed.

So im screaming and swatting at them, they’re screeching like little feathered demons and pecking t us, some were dangling off my shoe laces, shriekingly like hellions. I still have scars from those suckers. They eventually fly off starnig us down like “dont ever come to our terf again” 

we finished the ziplines without incident after that.

but my day isnt over yet.

we have a wonderful lunch, i get my legs cleaned up, and we make the trek to the amphibian vehicles i saw earlier. We hop in and we’re going through the motions. Up and down, into caves and out. Super cool. Loved it.Then we come to where i saw the leopards.

all the cars in front of us pass without incident.

the second we roll up the leopards perk up and start running after us

cue freakout number 4654783

now, my grandpa is driving and i’m sitting there, with nothing but a mesh door between me and a pack of leopards

“grandpa go faster, we gotta goooo” and he just looks at me all calm like

“i know why they’re here.”

“THE HELL DO YOU MEAN YOU KNOW WHY THEY’RE HERE GO FASTER”

He just calmly, oh so casually, pulls out a hot dog from lunch.I just kinda stare at him like GRANDPA

Obviously i do the smart thing

i grab that stupid hot dog at chuck at the nearest leopard

i hit it in the face

they all fall on each other trying to get a taste of that mustardy goodness and we take that moment to make our escape


and that was my” wth is going on in mexico extravaganza”

and that day didn’t even include the sting ray incident

you’re fired || b.b

Relationship: AU!Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: Bucky Barnes is your asshole supervisor until you go out for drinks with him. 

Warnings: like a tiny bit angsty, i don’t even think there’s swear words except asshole, and uhh fluff

Words: 1.7k

A/N: this is like an asshole bucky who isnt actually an asshole cause bucky barnes is pure


Almost incoherent apologies fell from your mouth as you weaved in-between people and traffic trying to get to the small coffee shop you worked at. You couldn’t have been anymore glad that you decided to wear running shoes instead of your usual flats as you were darting from across town in only ten minutes.

You had stayed up much later than you intended binge watching your favourite show and didn’t remember to set an alarm, thankfully your body clock managed to wake you up somewhat on time. 

You also knew if you got fired from this job you’d never hear the end of it from your father, who got you the position. He was friends with one of the supervisors that worked there, Bucky, and claimed that he was the nicest man on Earth. 

Unfortunately, it turns out Bucky is an asshole to you. You really tried your best to be nice to him and you don’t know if you ever did anything rude to him, but something about you ticked him off clearly. 

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ilvermorny / remus lupin

Anonymous said: Can I have a one shot where you’re from Ilivermorny or whatever and you transfer to Hogwarts and James (or Remus) is asked to escort you to your classes and such until you get used to it oml Im in love with this idea😍😍😍   

the gif tho. fUCK

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Dumbledore’s office was quite intriguing. Tall shelves of books stretched to the ceiling and the quirky gadgets that scattered the room sparked your interest. Your fingers ran along the columns as you ascended the few stairs that led up to his desk, admiring and soaking in each detail. As you drew near the polished desk, your eyes met those behind a set of half-moon spectacles belonging to a long bearded man. His eyes were gentle and amused and you suddenly felt embarrassed for gawking at everything.

“Your office is sweet,” You exclaimed excitedly and your fingers itched to run along the spines of the hundreds of books.

The headmaster chortled gleefully and appeared puzzled. “I hadn’t a clue an office could be sweet, but I’m delighted you think so!”

You giggled and shook your head, forgetting you weren’t in America any longer. “No, sir. In America, people use the word sweet to describe something that’s cool or really nice.”

He ‘ah’ed’ and nodded in understanding, his eyes squinting as he smiled. “Y/F/N, the transfer student from Ilvermorny. We’ve been expecting you for awhile,” He informed and held a yellow candy out towards her. “Lemon drop?”

Brows furrowed, you accepted the candy and smiled at the peculiar man. You slid the lemon drop into your mouth and shifted awkwardly, waiting for him to continue and unsure of what to say. 

“Since you’ve no idea of your way around, I have spoken to a student whom is willing to escort you to your classes. He should be here any moment.”

“What’s this student’s name, Professor?”

Dumbledore carefully chose another lemon drop before replying. “His name is Remus Lupin. He’s in the Gryffindor house, as are you, and he’s a very bright wizard.”

Just as he finished and you had pursed your lips, mulling the newfound information in your mind, footsteps sounded from behind you and you spun around curiously. You had to refrain from giggling as the boy you assumed was Remus Lupin stumbled ungracefully up the few steps. When his eyes quickly flickered to you, his head ducked but you still caught sight of the pink tint to his cheeks. He tousled his messy hair further as his long, slender fingers raked through it and a giggle finally escaped when he kept beating his eyes toward you, but never for longer than a few seconds. 

“Ah, Remus!” Dumbledore exclaimed and rose from his seat. “You finally arrived.”

Remus rubbed the back of his neck and nodded sheepishly. “Sorry about that, Professor.” He smiled nervously.

“Not to worry, Mr. Lupin. This is Y/F/N, a transfer student from Ilvermorny.” He gestured to you and the attention in the room turned towards you.

You smiled politely at him. “Hi,” You blurted and sent a small wave his way.

He tried not to gape at your enthralling smile and after blinking a few times to make sure you weren’t a figment of his imagination, he smiled weakly. “Hi,” He replied, but it was less bubbly and sounded like he’d ran a marathon beforehand.

The headmaster clasped his hands together and a creamed colored piece of parchment glided from within his desk when he flicked his finger wordlessly. It flew into your grasp smoothly and your eyes scoured over the words while Dumbledore explained, “This is your schedule. I have put you in the same courses as Mr. Lupin to make him escorting you much easier on both of you. Seeing as how it’s Saturday, Remus, you may show her around the school today if you please. Now, you two can be off!”


After the meeting in Dumbledore’s office, your tour of the school commenced. Your mouth remained parted as you walked the corridors alongside Remus, your eyes taking in as much of the surroundings as possible. He had led you to the grand staircase and you heard him chuckling as your head tilted back to admire the portraits lining the walls. The marbling of the stairs as well as the architecture of the arched doorways was simply breathtaking and you found it hard to take in all of the subtle details. 

A palm landed on the small of your back, urging you toward the staircase. He couldn’t stop his eyes from training onto your awestruck face and smiling in amusement. You looked as if you’d never experienced magic in your life as you studied the moving portraits when you passed them on the ascend up the marble stairs. 

Deep within your own thoughts, an abrupt squeak elicited from you when the staircase began to move, gliding through the air to connect in a complete opposite direction. Your body swayed dangerously and Remus instinctively caught your waist to steady you from falling backwards. Your hands gripped onto his biceps and your stomach lurched when his muscles flexed underneath your palms.

“I think you failed to mention that the stairs move,” You joked breathlessly and you weren’t sure if the pounding of your heart was caused by the moving stairs or him touching you. 

Remus licked his bottom lip and bit it, his eyes darting from you for a split second before returning. He smiled sheepishly. “The stairs move.”

You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t bite back a smile. “Thanks for the heads-up.” You laughed and dropped your hands from his arms, placing your firm grip upon the railing instead. “Anything else I should know before I go any further? You know, so I can avoid plummeting to my death.”

“Right. Some of the stairs disappear or will make you leg sink through,” He informed as he continued on guiding you upstairs before pointing at a particular step that you both were approaching. “Like that one, for example. You’ll learn which ones to jump. Eventually.”

“Eventually?” You cried and widened your y/e/c eyes. “Is this school trying to kill it’s students?”

He chortled and hopped over the step with ease. “Hogwarts is one of a kind, love.”

His hand extended for yours which you gratefully accepted. You stretched your leg over the pesky stair and hopped onto the same one Remus stood on. Your landing wasn’t as smooth as his and you stumbled into him a bit. His hand that wasn’t curled around yours went to your waist for the second time and you flushed pink, giggling off the clumsy act. He smiled down at you gently and you swallowed nervously, his close proximity heightening your nerves. 

“Erm, we should probably head to the common room,” He said lowly and your belly fluttered. “It’s getting late.”

Pulling away from him, you tucked a hair behind your ear and nodded. “Lead the way, Lupin.”


The Gryffindor common room didn’t disappoint. 

A fire burned brightly in the fireplace, crackling and popping soothingly. Red couches and armchairs scattered around the room, but the small window seat caught your utmost attention. It had it’s own little nook, little plush pillows perched on top of the seat with a throw blanket folded neatly along it. You could vividly picture yourself practically living there with a book or homework assignments or perhaps charcoal pencils to sketch the view. It was cozy and warm to welcome you as soon as you entered into it. 

“The girls dormitory is that way and the boys is over there.” Remus pointing in the correct direction of the dorms and you watched in amusement as his face flushed. “Not that you needed to know where the boy’s dormitory is unless–”

You nudged him and he closed his mouth immediately. “Maybe I’ll visit you in your dorm sometime,” You teased and winked suggestively, thoroughly enjoying him so flustered.

“R-Right! I-I mean-”

“I’m kidding, Remus.”

“I knew that.”

Smiling up at the messy haired and brown eyed boy, you pushed yourself onto your toes and pressed your lips to his reddened skin. “Goodnight, Remus,” You hummed and just as quickly as it had happened, you had slipped out of sight towards the girl’s dormitory. 

Remus grinned goofily in the direction you had left in. 

He could still feel your lips on his face even as he laid awake in bed that night. 

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Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Request: Could you write a smut where the reader and Peter have thus HUGE sexual tension and one day at one party with the Avengers the reader starts to dance in a really sexy way (u can choice the song, show us your playlist) and everybody (especially the booooys) is looking at her which leads to a rough jealous Peter? Oh, and can u  make her Tony’s daughter? Just bc yes. I FUCKING LOVE U I’M ALWAYS CHECKING YOUR BLOG TO SEE IF YOU POSTED SOMETHING

A/N: HI I LOVE YOU OMG okay I know ive been slacking with the whole tagging thing but that ends now i promise okay ALSO I DON’T HAVE SEXY SONGS SO I LITERALLY HAD TO ASK MY FRIEND FOR A SONG SO IF IT ISNT SEXY IM SORRY

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ribcage. || i

Summary: college!au Where Tom is a genuine sweetheart trying to make it through college without completely losing his mind; his three close friends make it easier though. However, there’s one girl who wears the big sweaters and seems to have her head more in her sketchbook than anywhere else who changes him after he gets caught blatantly admiring her from afar. Tom takes it upon himself to make her problems his problems, but sometimes it’s just better to not stick your nose where it doesn’t belong. Emphasis on the sometimes though.

Pairing: Tom Holland x Fem!Black!Reader

Word Count: 1,255

Warnings: Swearing & Staring

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I cant stress enough how much i look forward to starting on T, and getting top surgery.

I cant wait to hear my voice crack for the first time.

I cant wait to start shaving

I cant wait to look down at my chest and be happy with what i see

I cant wait to pass as a male

I cant wait to get that jawline i hope i get

I cant wait to stop getting my period. (You have no idea how wrong it feels, every freaking month!)

I cant wait to be called a boy by everyone around me

I cant wait to be a proud trans boy, who isnt afraid.

I cant wait to people making fun of my voice cracking, even if im 21 when i start on T.

I cant wait to go topless at the beach, and no one staring at me weirdly.

I cant wait to be ‘one of the boys’

I cant wait to be able to go into the mens section in stores, and not get weird stares.

I cant wait to go into a mens bathroom, and no one looking at me weirdly.

I cant wait till i find a name that i think suits me, and then having people calling me that

I cant wait to teach people about lgbt+

I cant wait to meet other people like myself

I cant wait to hear somone call me their BOYfriend

I cant wait to be refferd to as a boy, even when im not around.

I cant wait to hear my mom and dad call me their son

I cant wait to tell my story to other trans people, and hearing other stories 

I cant wait to wear a dress, even after i have transitioned fully, and then rock it!

I cant wait to stop being scared

I cant wait to stop crying

I cant wait to stop hating my self

I cant wait to not feeling like this anymore

I cant wait to be happy with my self

I cant wait to be a better person

I cant wait to be more happy, so much more happy

I cant wait to get the people out of my life who arent okay with me being trans

I cant wait to set and X with male on tests

I cant wait to start growing a beard

I cant wait to then shaving it off

I cant wait to when people dont have to be scared to come out as trans, or anything else

I cant wait to all parents are accepting and supportive of their kids

I cant wait to all people re accepting and supportive of their friends and family.

I cant wait to being trans isn’t something you should hide, becouse you are scared of others reactions.


I know i can do many of these things already when i havnt gotten the surgery nor started on T. But when i do get the surgery, and start on T, i know im gonna be much more confedint. Im gonna move away from where i am now, and start again, as the boy i truly am, and not someone i pretend to be.

I am so lucky that i have suportive parents and suportive friends, and im so happy. I am so freaking lucky to have them, even though im not fully out at all to everyone i know, just this little start means so much. And i cant imagine how it would be for somone without the suport. So please, if you know somone who is trans, agender, bigender, or something else, pleasure suport them. They might ask you to use a diffrent pronounce, or name, and if they do that, please use the name/pronounce they want, it means so much. And even if its a bit hard for you to remmber it, please try your best, and if you use the wrong name/pronounce, just quickly change it and move on, no need to make a big deal out of it. But just things as that can help so much, it can really mean a lot.

Being trans isnt always easy, some people have it worse than others.But i know just the smallest things, can make someone that much happier. 

I my self is a 17 year old trans guy, i havnt always known that, but im glad i have figured it out. There are still a lot of things i dont know yet about my self, But for now, i know im a trans guy, i am pansexual, though leaning towards guys, so i would say im quite gay. 

People figure out who they are at diffrent times, some when they are young, others when they are older. ANd that is okay, you should never force anything, and you dont have to label yourself, some people like labels, others dont. Just do what you feel comfortable doing, and dont judge others for doing the same thing.

I know i dont have a big following, and most of my folowers are porn blogs, but i just really nedded to say these things, and i will probrly reblog this post later, and probrbly also write one more or two. Happines is something that comes and goes, right now im okay, but i know that i will meet people who wont agree with who i am, and tell me that who i am is wrong, and tell me all kind of negative things, and i know i will cry, a lot more, happy tears and sad tears, beauce there is gonna be hard times and good times, and that is never gonna change, i hope it will though.

Anyways, im Ollie for the time being, a little gay trans guy just passing by. My inbox is always open, and i would love to talk to people, and learn about their experiences. 

I hope you have a great day

Episode 4 was a fandom wide callout post.

all you fools too busy being pissed bc Coran went all show crazy and basically re-characterized the paladins to what the masses found entertaining, to notice that the entire episode was literally a fandom wide call out post. they literally called us out guys. 

lets go over the list of things Coran said/did in ep 4 and compare them shall we?

let me preface this by saying he literally wasn’t himself and i still love him just as much as before, my gorgeous man.

”I worked up very specific personas for each of you. This is going to help the audience connect on a much deeper level with each team member.” 

as if they didn’t already have defining personalities that make them very likable and awesome? sounds familiar right? its one thing to speculate and theorize based on what we know about a character especially if we don’t know a lot about said character. the writers put a lot of time and effort into developing these characters and even said during an interview once that one of the things that bugged them about og Voltron was that the only properly developed character was Keith. the other guys didn’t get a chance to be loved. and that was what they aimed to do, to give every paladin and character the chance to be loved. since the beginning the fandom has been bad at this. taking one teeny trait from each character and twisting them so that the only thing that matters is that trait. 

         “lover-boy lance”

throughout the series lance is known  to flirt with…pretty much every cute alien girl. of course. hes handsome, charming, girls love him. Coran wipes away all of the actually relatable things about his personality in favor of this charming flirt who would win over girls. Lance is insecure, he’s witty, he is the freaking sharpshooter, the teams sniper and their glue. he’s voltrons right hand now for a reason. he got into the garrison which is a military space exploration base, not just anyone gets in. hes incredibly intelligent and a great pilot. amazing really. bc simulations are always absolutely terrible and rarely help. oh yea, and hes charming.but god forbid anyone forget that hes a flirt. who cares about the other stuff that will actually help the audience connect with him. 

        “science wiz pidge” 

its no secret that pidge is incredibly intelligent. she is one of the characters who haven’t gotten their developing points until this season. in one of the first flashbacks we learned she nearly gave up studying because some kid decided to be a dick and bully her. Matt pulled her out of it and encouraged her to work hard. later on in ep 4 coran says that her science doesn’t need to be factually correct because noone will understand her either way. he undermined her intelligence because . well. noone cares what she says as long as it sounds smart. fanfic writers do this a lot. like. a lot. i understand that you may not have the same knowledge that the girl who hacked herself into a military school base undercover at he age of 14-15 (if the theory that the garrison is a high school program is correct) because she had gotten banned for sneaking in and hacking into the computer system, but if you really do insist on focusing her on her smarts, do some research. no to mention. pidge may be the youngest, but she really is more than science and calculations. shes intelligent yes, but she can hold her own in battle (at the age range of 15-17 with no prior battle training), shes afraid of the possible reality that all her efforts are wasted and Matt and Sam are dead, she is actually pretty social with the paladins (she can even be seen hanging out in the kitchen while hunk makes glass cookies.) and beyond her intelligence, shes wise. shes not just random science facts, she knows how to hold her own in situations outside of battle and books. shes street smart. 

       “lone wolf keith”

now i know this was said to allura, and ill get to that. but if the keith vlog showed us anything, its that  hes not just a moody loner teenager.  i am very guilty of this myself. i portray keith as a human disaster. we don’t know hen he was left alone, we don’t really know much of his story. i head canon that his dad left him to fend for himself but every month woul drop off food or money or something. i head canon hes terrible about taking care of his body. but at least i don’t call him moody and move on.  i give him a background to fill in the blank space, but sometimes i forget and focus too much on his folded arms and  pouty face. he smiles. he laughs. hes an actual precious bean.  but hes also afraid of being pushed away. hes guarded and does his best to be strong. he hides his feelings and protects his heart with everything he has. (geez boi who hurt you). he is not the human embodiment of “teenagers” by mcr. aka he has feelings too. not to mention he also got into the garrison, and was the top pilot regardless of how he got in, if it happened to be by recommendation like most people think. 

      “humourous hunk”

as a hunk stan this one annoys me the most. throughout the episode hunk is consistently embarrassed, and even protests the fart noises, fart jokes, etc. he is purposely tripped for laughs. the fandom forgets that hes not just the fat funny guy, or just the personal chef. hes overcome so much since babies first lion flight, he used to get sick, constantly had to be the voice of reason to keep his teammates out of trouble,  he is just as intelligent as pidge and is actually one of the only people that can keep up with her science stuff. keith and lance even stated that they didnt understand anything they’d said. hes a fantastic engineer even if he had a few tummy mishaps. hes an amazing pilot too, and extremely sassy. he and pidge probably rigged the game console to work in space, And hes pretty friendly and cautious. he is NOT meant to be the comic relief. (say it louder for people in the back)

     “shiro the hero”

a lot of the fandom has taken to calling shiro daddy, sexualizing him (”now put on this tight shirt”) and focusing on shiro and only shiro (shiros the “favorite character” of corans little show). hes great. he really is. and the man needs a break. voltron is a kids show. he isnt meant to  be sexualized, none of them are. hes more than his arms and his leadership abilities. the biggest issue i have with the whole shiro thing. regardless of if hes a clone, when shiro returned he cut his hair differently, and wore short sleeves. everyone i know, including me, said they’d be fine with the clone if he had kept his hair long and “as much as i love the arm view” and didnt change his outfit. its a kid show. his body shouldn’t matter.i am also guilty of this, and ep 4 opened my eyes to it. coran lifted shiros arm as if to prove that thats what the audience really wanted. he treats shiro differently bc hes the real star here and everyone should know it. ofc, hes the black paladin. (i wonder where the whole “the black paladin is the only one who really matters here” mindset came from. looking @ u ‘84). shiros may have ptsd, and hes constantly trying to hold himself together for his team, and its obviously not easy. maybe thats why hes got a cute white floof. the stress. 

      alluras erasure  

another point that always bugged me. the fandom either forgets allura exists, or that she is just stealing lances place temporarily. Allura is the blue paladin. while keith is gone, she is not filling in. shes a paladin now too. for coran to call her keith, and constantly call her keith, even though she obviously has a few choice words to say about it, its distrespectful. she says his plan is working and he replies with “why thank you keith…i like to keep you in character” once again, erasing her existence. now im not as well versed in this particular topic, but id like you to keep in mind that he talks to his princess with that mouth, and that she IS the princess and not a fill in while keith leads. feel free to elaborate on this more. 


     coran “fires “ team voltron. 

this. i find extremely entertaining. remember that legal trouble last year bc of the leaks? and right around that time the klance shipper started threatening them if they didn’t make it gayer and put keith and lance together? the  fandom, who wanted all of this to happen their way, were threatening to get it cancelled and such just because things didnt go their way. shiro, the leader, disagreed with coran and tries to shut him down. and coran in fit of rage says:

you’re a bunch of quitters! quitters! i’m a visionary! i have thoughts, ideas, i dont need you anyway. ill rewrite the show, get rid of the whole lot of you, replace you with new paladins! and the show will be better than ever before!…except for you shiro, ill never get rid of you, you’re our most popular character!

this is essentially what the fandom was saying. now, was this definitely their plan, to call us out with this bit, in not sure, but honestly, its almost too coincidental.

the writers have made it clear that they heard us, and have always been listening. and really, thats why i love ep4. you’re angry because you know you got called out but haven’t admitted it to yourself. the writers do their best to bring us the best show possible, but they cant satisfy everyone. why cant we just be happy about Actual Meme ™ Matt, and look forward to season five instead of fighting them because we got our shit handed right back to us. weve gotten a  taste of our own medicine, so chill. i enjoy them keeping us on our toes, surprising us with every turn, theyre great writers.who cares if one or two things pissed you off? we both know youre not gonna stop watching.

anonymous asked:

It's a hot day and Jack, Genji, Hanzo and Jesse takes their s/o to eat some icecream/popsicle BUTTT- their s/o is licking the icecream in a.... suggestive/sensual way but his s/o isnt doing it on purpose, so when their s/o caught them staring at he/she, the s/o asks clueless "whats wrong?"

Oh ho ho ho~ 


Jack

The two of you got so hot during training. When you first started the weather wasn’t that bad, but towards the middle the clouds were gone and the temperature was way up. 

Jack was the one who suggested you go get ice cream since he knew how much you liked it. Of course you agreed especially after he offered to pay. 

The store you two went to was selling a new ice pop which was layered three different flavors of ice cream. You asked Jack nicely for it and he agreed getting you one of those and a vanilla ice cream for himself. 

The seating at the ice cream place wasn’t the best, a lot of the chairs were broken or out in the sun, so you two took your ice cream with you on a walk back to the base. 

Each flavor on the ice pop was delicious when enjoyed seperatly, but you wanted to try them all at once. From the corner of his eye Jack could see you push the entire pop into your mouth. His tongue paused on his own ice cream, eyes fixed on you as you moved the pop up and down to properly mix the flavors. 

“Wow these taste good together. Is something wrong?” You asked him after pulling the ice pop out of you mouth. 

Flustered Jack looked away suddenly, noticing his ice cream had melted onto his hand a little he hurried to wipe it off. Anything to distract himself from the growing tightness below. 

“Nothing Y/N. I was just going to ask how it tastes,” He lied. 

“It’s really good. Thanks for buying it for me,” You chirped. 

You went back to sucking the entire pop while he made a mental note to buy those for you more often. 


Genji

You guys had been enjoying a nice walk around the base when the mood for ice cream struck. Genji must have been feeling it too cause he suggested you two go get some. 

He took you to a cute little ice cream parlor off base that had just recently opened and was really popular. Apparently the ice cream was supposed to be super good. You ordered a soft serve cone of your favorite flavor and Genji got two scopes of mint chocolate chip. 

He found you two a seat by the window so you could enjoy the day while also being in the nice air conditioning. The two of you had begun to lick on your ice creams when Genji started staring. 

The soft serve was melting off the cone and onto your hand so of course you licked it off. Watching you do that made Genji blush bad. It only made it worse when you licked from the base of the cone all the way up the ice cream. 

“Are you alright Genji?” You asked him.

He blushed when he realized he was caught. Acting fast he made up a lie. 

“I was thinking about how your ice cream tastes.”

“Oh you can try some,” You said holding it out to him. 

He took a lick off of yours then offered you a lick of his. When you leaned in to get it he snuck a kiss.

You pulled back nearly dropping your own ice cream in the process. 


Hanzo

You had been training for hours in the heat outside base. When you finished all you wanted was something cold to eat. Hanzo must have been psychic cause by the time you got to your room he had an ice pop waiting for you.

“How did you know what I was thinking?” You gushed gladly taking the treat from his hands. 

“Lucky guess,” Hanzo laughed. 

The heat had made you so hungry for something cold that you jammed the entire pop in your mouth. Cold filled your parched mouth and as the pop melted it quenched your awful thirst. You held the pop in place for a while, enjoying it with your eyes closed. 

Unbeknownst to you Hanzo was watching with extreme interest. The look of your lips wrapped around the pop made him look away. He tried not to look back, but he couldn’t stop himself. 

Stealing another glance at you he focused on how relaxed you look with the pop in your mouth, lewd thoughts springing into his mind. Your eyes opened and he knew he was caught. 

“Is something wrong?” You asked. 

“It’s nothing Y/N,” He tried. 

You saw past his lie though and grinned. 

“Do you want a taste?” You offered. 

He nodded and you extended the pop out for him to taste. Not wanting to look silly he took a very quick lick. With a smirk you licked right over the part he licked as well. 


Jesse 

Jesse was pretty used to the heat, having lived in it for so long, but he knew that you did not like it. On a particularly hot day he offered to take you out for ice cream which you accepted. 

He took you to a nice ice cream parlor that was known for their root beer floats. You got two scoops of your favorite ice cream while he got a large root beer float, and offered to share. The two of you found a nice seat away from the counter and enjoyed your icy treats. 

Jesse was mindlessly slurping his float when he noticed you running your tongue around the top scoop of your ice cream. He watched your tongue change the shape of the top scoop from a circle to more of a cylinder before you sucked the end of it. That made him blow hard into his float, blowing bubbles all up and out of the cup. 

“Are you ok? Is something wrong?” You yelled, thinking he had choked on something. 

“I’m fine Y/N it’s just the way you were lickin’ your ice cream had me a little flustered is all.” He choked out. 

Realizing what you had been doing you blushed and covered your face, but two hands gently pulled your own away. 

“It’s ok darlin’. I liked you puttin’ on a little show for me,” He whispered. 

His southern drawl nearly made you drop your ice cream. His sweet face mere inches from your own. In a bold move you licked your ice cream then pressed your lips against his. 

When your tongues met the ice cream spread into your mouths allowing you two to enjoy a sweet kiss in more than one way

anonymous asked:

The Jims are having a family reunion. What would go down?

the jims sat in the cafe, practically bouncing in their seats. sipping at strawberry milkshakes as they fixed one another’s shirt collars – wanting to look their absolute best for the little family reunion. remembering their mother’s words.

‘always look sharp and neat cause you’ll never know who you’re gonna meet.’

“jimmy?” the eldest jim twin asked his younger, nervousness creeping in his voice, “do…do you think he’s going to come?”

“of course he is, james!” the younger smiled, “we’ve made a name for ourselves. i bet he’s seen our news segments loads of times! i…bet he shows us off at work.”

he sat himself up tall as he pretended to brush through an imaginary beard. a gruff tone in his voice, “those are my boys right there!! james and jimmy!! what mighty fine young men they are!!”

“shut it.” james laughed, wiping away at his mouth with a napkin, “mama said he was from the south, dont lay on the accent too heavy.”

“i’m just excited!! gosh, all these years and this could be our first time meeting him. meeting pops…” jimmy looked off with a faraway dreamy stare.

they’d had a hard childhood without him.

every fathers day ended with mama sobbing in her room alone as the boys waited by the porch for dear old dad to show.

every christmas ended with mama taking them out to dinner, the twins saving a seat for dear old dad. a plate of warm cookies and milk growing colder as the night neared the end.

every birthday was spent waiting for the special someone who never showed.

james felt a pang in his chest – watching his baby brother go on and on. the same excitement he had when they’d found his address through careful investigations (…okay, so they asked google for help. at least he helped them after begging for hours and taking a small bribe of 270 dollars!!)

“yeah…you think pop’s older or like…not as old?”

“probably the same as–”

“boys?”

the twins turned to see dear old mama. her black and grey hair tied back in a heavy bun. wearing a purple dress with a white coat. brown eyes with an aged face smiling as she gasped. her baby boys all grown up.

“mama!!” james smiled as jimmy jumped over the booth to hug her. the same perfume she wore when they were little lingering in his nose. bringing him back to simpler times. times it was just him, mama, and james.

no egos, no dark, and no worries.

“oh gosh,” she gasped, “you two are so big!! i can hardly reach up to kiss you, jimmy!!”

“no need!!” he leaned down to allow his mama to kiss his cheek. giggling as her ruby red lipstick stained. james doing the same, blushing as he noticed the stain on his own cheek.

“so uh…wanna eat or–”

“wait!! james!!” jimmy whined, “pops isnt here.”

the youngest didnt catch his older brother or mother’s smiles fading.

***

with each passing hour, jimmy felt his own hope crush. afternoon turned to night before his eyes as james and mama ate. talking on about gun happy wilford. (“you sure he’s safe to work with, honey?”), wannabe vlogger bing (“sounds nice, honey!! maybe he can help with fancy editing on that camera you two have!!”) and even mysterious host (“my, what an…interesting young man he is…”).

all as jimmy stared out the cafe window.

where…was he?

the neon 'open’ sign mocked him as the stars twinkled above the city. the passing crowds lessening as he fought back tears.

no…he’ll make it. he’s….he’s running late!!

it’s when he sees another man, quite older than him, pick up two young boys. laughing along with them as he stops into the cafe. overhearing the man set his sons down in the booth towards the front door.

“you boys want milkshakes? or ice cream? it /is/ father-son night. we can always lie and tell mom i fed you some boring healthy dinner later.”

mama jumped as jimmy slammed his fist to the table. emotions bubbling up. years and years of…of abandonment bubbling up. years of anger and resentment bubbling up.

all as he quietly began to cry. tears flowing down his face and into his blue dress up shirt.

“why…?”

“sweetheart–”

“why…does he not want to see us?” jimmy sniffled out, holding onto his brother for support, “what did we do? why…why does he hate us?”

“jimmy,”

“mama…mama, why did he leave us?”

jimmy continued to cry into his brother’s arms. james moving so jimmy could nuzzle into his chest and cry. mama moving from her seat into theirs. wrapping her soft arms around her two boys. her heart breaking as she heard james start to sob along.

damn him.

damn the man who gave her the pride and joys of her life, only to leave them the minute they were born into this world. damn him for yelling at her on the ride to the hospital, “i got better things to do, cutie. i ain’t sticking around for two boys when i got my career ahead of me. see ya someday.”

“i’m so sorry boys.” mama whispered to them. her comforting words silencing their sobs for mere minutes. humming to them quietly – the same hum she used when they were little. when they needed a shot from the doctors. when they were bullied at school. when they were up all night waiting for pops to come home for once.

their own little lullaby.

“i love you boys so much, you don’t know how incredibly proud i am of you. you’re both my reasons why i keep fighting to live on this earth.”

jimmy sniffled as james blew his nose into a napkin. the two calming down as mama pressed a kiss to the tops of their heads.

“and i’d never leave you two. as long as i’m alive, i’ll always proudly say, 'those are my boys’”

***

the jims ran a muck around the office the monday after their reunion. james carrying the camera as jimmy rushed ahead of him. nearly toppling over google as they ran.

“JAMES COME ON, YOU SLOW ASS TURTLE! WE NEED TO GET TO THE SCENE OF WHERE THE SHOOTY WAS FOUND!”

“jims! jesus christ, slow down!” google yelled. the twins turning around. eyes wide in surprise.

“i came down here to let you know your father replied. i have his email right here ready for you two to view–”

“pass.”

“delete it.”

google stood dumbfounded. had they not just cried tears of joy last week when finding his address? what the hell has gotten into them?

“jims. this –” google pulled up a hologram of the email, “is your father. the same father you’ve been searching for since you two were kids. do you really want me to–”

“yeah.” the both responded. jimmy walking up to google. smile on his face, eyes soft as he sighed.

“…we don’t need him. we’re doing just fine on our own, okay?” he laughed as he grabbed his brother’s hand again. rushing out the door – ready to take on their newest adventure. as brilliant and proud young egos.

besides, who has the time to cry about lost deadbeat fathers when you got a suspect with a shooty on the loose?!

anonymous asked:

1/3 i love your clexa writing and ive got a topic that isnt the nicest but im hoping youll still discuss it. lets not gloss over clarkes faults just cause shes the other half of our ship. we all know shes manipulative, cunning and stubborn. she has manipulated and used lexa more than once. i think these incidents all happened early on tho? so ok not so bad i guess? i dont like how she acted so hypocritically later on(killing Emerson), even tho she did come around. still, she went there. but my

biggest issue is when she proposed blood must not have blood. i have no doubt lexa made the choice cause its something shes always wanted as well. but did clarke fully know that? did clarke even consider the further risk to the grounders(more villages attacked) and to lexas very life this would bring? she seemed to be having a one track mind and only considering the well being of her people, not the grounders, not lexa. when titus out right tells her lexas life is at risk, she doesnt offer up anything. doesnt ask if theres anything that can be done to lessen the risk, doesnt propose a new compromise, doesnt seem concerned with anything other than making sure not one of her ppl are harmed. ‘including’(one must assume) the killers as well. it bothers me that she didnt seem too concerned with the risks this huge thing lexa was doing(cause she seemed shocked when lexa agreed, i dont think she knew how much lexa also wanted peace) was going to bring about upon lexa and her people

Ok um. I wouldn’t say she ever “used” Lexa. Tried to manipulate, yeah, but she never downright used her. And you’re right, the most memorable incidents happen early on, see Clarke’s bluff about being able to cure the Reapers, twisting and omitting certain events in regards to Anya’s death, trying (and failing) to convince Lexa to spare Finn. Clarke is good with words, she’s always been. She’s extremely clever and her power of persuasion is impressive. Think about all the characters she convinced to do something she wanted at least once by using the right words, from Bellamy to Nia the list could be endless.

You’re not the only one who has issues with how they handled “blood must not have blood”, so I’m not going to defend what happened 100%. But it’s pointless to criticize poor writing now, so I’m only going to focus on what we got in the show, not the what-ifs. Yes, Clarke definitely reflected on what to say to Lexa; as I said, she’s masterful at understanding what to say and how to say it depending on the circumstances. Her main concern when she first makes that proposition to Lexa is that her people survive. Clarke doesn’t want the people she loves and many other innocents to pay for the actions of a few. So she makes that shocking suggestion. But how shocking is it, really? How shocking is it for Lexa?

First, I want to focus on this brief exchange between Lexa and Indra. (x)

They are discussing about the best way to proceed, and as it’s clear from their grave voices and faces, the answer isn’t as simple as it appears. “In a day’s time we lay waste to Arkadia,” Lexa said right after finding out what happened. She was furious in that moment, and had the right to be. She found 300 of her people slaughtered for no reason, and Indra, one of her most trusted people, told her that Skaikru reject peace and demand land. So she calls for blood. But when her initial rage settles down and she starts thinking more logically about what her next move should be, we get this moment with Indra, and we see that she’s incredibly worried about what is supposed to be the obvious “solution” too. War. Because that’s not a simple solution at all, and the outcome is not at all certain. They have the numbers, sure, but Skaikru has guns. This never ending issue is even brought up again by Clarke in the latest ep of the show, when she’s negotiating with Roan.

It’s not as easy as it seems, Lexa knows that. That’s why she is so concerned. Not to mention that we have been told repeatedly in the show just how different Lexa is. It has been established that she is a visionary, that she doesn’t take joy in violence, that unlike her predecessors she doesn’t want war, she wants unity and peace.

Now, why am I saying all this? To show that Clarke’s proposition and Lexa’s subsequent decision don’t come out of the blue. Clarke doesn’t have to make her way in Lexa’s head and warp her thoughts: those thoughts are already there. I feel the need to bring up the script, because it makes what I’m trying to say even more evident.

See what I mean? Even if they come out on top, Lexa is well aware that there can be no winners in a clash of this kind. No matter who prevails, it will be a bloodbath anyway. And that’s when Clarke comes in. She gets there and suggests that Lexa changes things. Indra is quick to remind Clarke that blood must have blood, to which Clarke replies “Really? Because from where I stand the only way that ends is with everyone dead.” If you look at the script, that’s exactly what Lexa was thinking too, BEFORE Clarke said anything.

If we talk about attempts at manipulation, I actually would like to compare this scene to the conversation Clarke and Lexa have in 2x08, when Clarke is trying to convince Lexa to spare Finn. They start in a similar way.

  • 2x08

LEXA: You bleed for nothing. You can’t stop this.
CLARKE: No. Only you can.

  • 3x05

LEXA: Tell us, Clarke. How does this end? Have you come up with a way to save your people yet again?
CLARKE: No. Only you can do that.

Albeit extremely similar, note the difference there is already between these two exchanges. Yes, there is bitterness in Lexa’s voice, and maybe even the hint of sarcasm, but still, she is open to listening to what Clarke has to say, whereas in 2x08 she tells Clarke there’s no point in discussing (and bleeding). And then we get to the way Clarke tries to approach Lexa, which is strikingly different. (x)

Let’s focus on 2x08. Clarke goes for Lexa’s psyche. She takes that little information she received about Lexa, mixes it with her assumptions about how Grounders are, and she tries to use all that to influence Lexa and make her do what she wants, which is release Finn. What does she tell Lexa?

  1. To give a proof of her power. She is flattering Lexa, telling her she is powerful, hoping Lexa will be more easily convinced if she appreciates her strength.
  2. To show that she is merciful. She has already had proof of Lexa being a merciful person, and Lincoln confirmed it as well. So she shows Lexa she recognizes this characteristic that she has come to realize is important to Lexa, and encourages her to do something that will make other people consider her merciful too.
  3. To not act like a savage. She’s telling Lexa that that’s how her people will see her if she does this, not as the merciful leader, but as a barbarian basically. She is telling her to prove them wrong.

Clarke’s words fall flat, though. She is trying to influence Lexa’s decision, yes, with a speech that sounds very much like Clarke is saying Lexa can elevate herself from the “status” of savage that the Sky People have applied to the majority of the grounders. It all sounds too much like Lexa has to prove something to the Sky People, like it is important that Lexa impresses them positively, almost like she has to prove the good guys that she isn’t a bad guy. But Lexa doesn’t care about impressing them, definitely doesn’t care about the Sky People considering her a bad guy or a savage. “We are what we are.” She sees what Clarke is trying to do and she doesn’t fall for it. It’s not accidental that when Clarke stops trying to manipulate her and instead uses more personal arguments, Lexa doesn’t shut her down as coldly as she did at first but instead replies to her, “But Finn is guilty […] Then he dies for you.” and eventually even lets Clarke say goodbye.

So here you have the failed attempt at manipulation. Instead let’s look at 3x05 now.

There is no beating around the bush here. Clarke tells it like is. Her people did something horrible. And Clarke doesn’t even think about trying to justify them. She’s past that mentality of Sky People being better than Grounders that was still in place in 2x08 (even if progress had been made already). Here, she knows her people are in the wrong and what they did was awful. So no, I don’t think that she is trying to manipulate Lexa, even if only because she knows that Lexa is right in wanting justice. Of course Clarke is not going to say “Go ahead, kill them all.” There are people she loves in Arkadia, people she knows have nothing to do with what Pike and his group did. She talks to Lexa, she suggests an alternative to war (which we already saw it’s not what Lexa wants) and she argues her position with powerful words, because we’ve seen that Clarke is very good at doing that. But it’s all in Lexa’s hands really. Clarke never tries to insinuate her thoughts into Lexa’s mind. 

You know, I’m thinking about 2x08, about how Clarke told Lexa to prove herself, and I’m thinking about manipulation techniques. The events of Hakeldama take place a few days after Lexa bowed before Clarke and swore fealty to her. Now imagine if during her conversation with Lexa in 3x05, Clarke had said something like “Show me your words weren’t empty. Show me your vow is real.

THAT would have been a true attempt at manipulating Lexa. But it never happens. She doesn’t manipulate Lexa, she reasons with her. I think it’s important to notice that Clarke tried to reason with her people too in this same episode, and she failed. Her discussion with Bellamy was a complete disaster, and she couldn’t even get to Pike. Look at what she tells Lexa. (x)

Maybe it’s just me, but I’ve always considered this line right here pretty big. Clarke is placing her trust in Lexa here, she is trusting Lexa to do what her people didn’t, to be better than them. I don’t know, I’ve always found that a pretty huge deal. So no, I can’t really bring myself to say Clarke manipulated Lexa here.

As for what you said about not listening to Titus, I think it’s important to remember that their conversation takes place in 3x06, the episode that features the return of Emerson, who is the personification of Clarke’s demons. She is upset for the majority of the episode, she is so desperate to run away from what she did that she doesn’t think twice about agreeing with Titus that Emerson deserves death, basically going against everything she and Lexa discussed at the end of 3x05 and the beginning of 3x06. Is she being an hypocrite? Yes. And we’re supposed to see her as such, because we’re supposed to perceive how deeply her guilt is conditioning her. The narrative makes sure we see her hypocrisy, via Lexa’s words, “So blood must not have blood applies only when it is my people who bleed”, and Clarke’s reply to that sounds very much like a justification. So it’s not a surprise that she doesn’t listen to Titus when he comes talk to her in her room, she’s not in the right state of mind to do that. Also I would like to point out that this is Clarke’s face when Titus tells her Lexa’s life could be in danger. (x)

Even as upset as she is about Emerson, you can still see that she is worried for Lexa. Definitely not indifferent. 

Also, I would advise reading this analysis by @spacewalkeravenreyes in regards to the connection between 3x06 and 3x12, the episode in which Clarke kills Emerson, but what she did wasn’t hypocritical. Her killing him doesn’t deny the importance of her sparing him in 3x06.

Anyway, this got far too long. TL;DR I don’t think Clarke manipulated Lexa with “Blood Must Not Have Blood”. Clarke is smart and cunning and yes, she can be manipulative too when she wants to, but she is not the devious, evil snake sometimes the fandom takes her for. 

the situation on bts’ colorism in the japanese magazine

this is a long post, however i believe theres lots to understand on this subject that cannot be dismissed. i have two disclaimers: first, please read until the end before criticizing because when i say i made an effort to include all views i mean it. second, there will be hetero references in this since the interview was about their ideal girl.. i apologize n i dont mean to assume their sexuality or anything.

there are three main parts to this; 1) lets understand the whole picture, 2) be fair and 3) for those who were hurt by the “interview” and to those who want to dismiss them (this is not patronizing, i really fucking sympathize here)

lets understand the whole picture

to begin, I’m pretty much positive they didn’t actually interview bts for the magazine… rather, they drew on old interviews for the magazine… i don’t think the members were actually involved in any way with this magazine specifically. there a few posts about this and i’ll like them, but the best was by @jkguks. they showed how each exact response was recycled from an old interview. the post can be found here. comments have also been made that this magazine is known for such moves in the past and that their credibility isn’t so great. @allforbts pointed out here that the magazine didnt have a photoshoot – they reused pictures from other sources – which probably indicates they didn’t have an actual interview; however this isn’t real evidence. in my own personal opinion i dont trust the person who posted the translations on twitter. yes the translations are correct as far as we all know, but what i mean is… i think she knew the interview was old/reused. everyone that asked about the interview’s date received no response from her. she even made a comment about how many followers shes gained. if she cleared up that the interview was old or reused then this whole thing would die out n she’d stop getting followers. anyway i find it suspicious but i could also just be reading too far into it. the whole point of this is that at this point we can pretty much conclusively say that the interview is recycled n this is not something they said recently. this is not to devalue the weight of their words because it still hurt a lot of people. old or new, getting told your skin color is “unideal” is painful. however we do wanna look at this because we at least now know that their status of “since educated on colorism and racism and now pretty pc/sensitive” is not going to be revoked! they’ve since educated themselves, that is still the truth. this is just the ugly past come to rear its head.

on the other end of understanding the whole picture, i’m going to make a sorta controversial statement. hopefully in fully explaining it, you all will get the full idea… but for the sake of k-armys who are getting attacked by intl fans constantly and also for the sake of perspective – which may lessen the blow of their words for those hurt by them – i need to say this. the concept of colorism is alive and well in korea… it just isn’t the same as it is in the west. in the west – for the most part – we are more ethnically/racially diverse while korea is almost entirely racially/ethnically homogeneous. so how does this effect the meaning of colorism? well because one of the largest identifiable traits when looking at the differences between the world’s races n ethnicities is skin color, race/ethnicity will always be tied to skin color, especially in really diverse areas. in the west where we are consistently exposed to different races/ethnicities as part of our daily lives, a preference of skin color holds not only colorist implications but also racist implications. if some mayo dude said “i think darker skin is ugly on girls” we can safely assume hes a racist fuck on top of being colorist. however, since korea is homogenous, there isnt any real racist implications. let me elaborate: korea has issues with being racist against other poc, however in an interview discussing ideal types where the ideal type is already assumed to be at the very basis korean (or maybe another east asian ethnicity if you’re stretching it), the statement on skin color is directed at people of their shared race. so how is this less problematic? it is still problematic definitely – i’d like to make this clear – but in korea, the concept of skin color amongst koreans as a beauty standard isnt racially or ethnically motivated and therefore its more akin to saying “i prefer blue eyes over brown eyes on white girls” because they’re discussing a physical variance within their own race. in the end, it’s still colorist, but please try to understand that in korea the remarks arent as horrible. they still shouldn’t say that, and really, any discussion of skin color preferences is ugly, but it’s extremely important to be considerate of korean culture. intl fans forget constantly that we are guests to korean culture. if you were invited to someones house you wouldnt bust in there feeling entitled n doing whatever the fuck you want. you’d try and respect their rules and how they run their home. if you had a problem with something there, you’d politely ask them to accommodate you, explaining why that accommodation was necessary. you wouldnt fucking trash them for not having their house already equipped to your preference. thats incredibly selfish. this is the same way. you are guests to this culture, and while you shouldnt allow colorism to continue, this theme of entitlement amongst intl fans – especially when we have done very little to respect their culture; we demand they understand ours while continually paying theirs no regard – is really shamefully. i ask that people reading this do their best to be more considerate in the future. not everything is black n white… lots of things have grey area and we can afford to be more socially conscious. im pretty sure most k-fans have it about up to here dealing with koreaboos criticizing their culture… 

be fair

this is a short statement but i need to remind you all that most of the members were problematic in that interview and if you are only trashing namjoon you need to fucking stop. you are allowed to offended, of course – i was pretty bothered too seeing how im the opposite to namjoons ideal in every way, my bias who i’d fucking die for – but if your whole focus is “namjoon this and namjoon that” than youre being a biased ass and im gonna need you to sit down. if youre going to be mad, by all means, be mad, but dont fucking pretend the other members said nothing wrong. im sick of people pretending every member but namjoon is perfect and unproblematic. present day he’s probably the most un-problematic member since educating himself on racial issues, feminism, n lgbtq rights, making himself an advocate for them all while idols remain silent…. hmm…. but keeping pushing that “problematic member” agenda sure. yeah lets pretend the facts dont exist ok

for those who were hurt by the “interview” and to those who want to dismiss them

fans who read through the interview n realized they kinda fit their bias’ ideal type – esp in terms of skin color – please don’t make comments on how people need to “get over this”. for many fans, especially non light skinned poc, this really hurt. not only as a “i don’t fit my bias’ ideal type” but also as a betrayal of trust. many non light skinned poc have experienced some type of discrimination for their skin color and many had their sense of self confidence fucked over for it. its not just a “you dont think darker skin is beautiful, aw :(” its more of a, “you are someone i love and support and the fact that you’d call my skin color less attractive – the skin color for which i’ve had to struggle to find my own confidence in – just like so many others, feels like betrayal”. its really hurtful. so don’t be dismissive. you don’t understand. this isnt your discussion, im sorry.

and lastly, to the fans who were hurt by the interview. im sorry boo. im sorry that the industry you support continues to hurt you. im sorry someone you decided to love and support made you feel like that. please remember that the ideal type is such a flimsy concept. they really dont mean anything. those questions were grossly specific n they were so unnecessary, but at the end of the day, they are still made up preferences. the boys wouldn’t find you unattractive for not meeting the bits on their checklist – fuck no. attraction just doesnt work like that. no one falls in love with the person that hit everything on their little “ideal type” checklist. honestly, if you asked me to describe my ideal type n i just listed shit off the top of my head, it probably wouldnt add up to namjoon…. but in every way namjoon perfect to me. im fucking whipped. this is the same. dont take their ideals to heart, dont feel like anything on you needs to change. you are exactly the way you need to be, and dont ever let some guys “ideal type” make you feel any less. n if anyone every tries to tell you that you’re failing to meet their beauty standards… fucking kick them. fcuk them seriously. dont let this shit effect your self confidence. gross comments like that dont deserve a thought in your head

Relentless | Calum Hood Series Pt.10

Originally posted by disconected-of-this-world

                                                   Part T E N 

Request: Being the cousin of Ashton Irwin was exciting, especially when invited to their tour to hang out with his best friends. You found yourself becoming fond of Calum Hood, who finds you annoying from your constant appearance. But what would happen if you stopped giving him that attention?

Word Count: 4.5k +

A/N: ahhh im sorry in advanced! this isnt extremely jealous!cal but it is there! i hope you all arent disappointed in me ahaa i really hope ya’ll enjoy this and please get it to 100 notes, as usual ! xx

Parts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty. [DONE]

                                                    I M A G I N E 

Dublin, 19:35 P.M. 

The Jeep full of you and the band finally began pulling over by a large home. It was lovely from the outside, seeming lavish with beautiful stone tiles and sugarcane plants. But it was extremely lively with bodies hanging around it, music blasting from the windows, and lights of all sorts beaming out. 

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Dutch Courage

First Part: Brave

Second Part: Breathing Space                                                        

Third Part: Plotting                                                                      

Fourth Part: New Arrangement                                                

Fifth Part: Spinning                                                                        

Sixth Part: Distraction                                                            

Seventh Part: Interlude                                                                

Eight Part: Duet                                                                          

Ninth Part: Pep Talk

Tenth Part: Break A Leg

Eleventh Part: Lights Up

Twelfth Part: Overheard

Thirteenth Part: Curtain Call

Part 14 in my developing Roman/Virgil University!AU <3

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The drive continues in silence. Virgil tries to distract himself from it, constantly checking his phone to see if Roman has replied, but that just makes it worse.

“Right,” he says loudly. “What?”

“Nothing,” Logan and Patton say in unison.

Virgil rolls his eyes. “Yeah, sure.”

The silence resumes until they draw up to a block of apartments. There’s a window on the top floor that has the lights on, curtains open, and Virgil can already hear music playing from a distance.

“Logan,” Patton says suddenly. “Can you please check my mirrors while I reverse?” He sounds horrifically formal.

Logan does so, but not before muttering, “I thought you would’ve been able to, considering how you can apparently see everything.”

Virgil glances in the front mirror, and sees a distinct flash of irritation in Patton’s eyes. He reverses the car and parks it first, then turns to Logan.

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Room(soul)mates - Part 10

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: Bucky doesn’t really believe in soulmates. But when Steve tricks him into becoming your roommate, it sends things down a path he never thought he’d go down.

Warnings: Nightmares, angst (like if you pull out a magnifying glass),,,

A/N: Coming to a closeeeeeeeeeeeee…. And ohmygod I disappeared for like 1742486298 years i am so sorry, here’s more room(soul)mates to make up for it (hopefully)

I don’t bite!

PART 1 - PART 2 - PART 3 - PART 4 - PART 5 - PART 6 - PART 7 - PART 8 - PART 9 - PART 10- PART 11 (coming soon)

Originally posted by little--batman

Bucky finds you sitting in the window seat, knees tucked up to your chin. Your cheek is resting on your knee, and your tired gaze is fixed on something outside the window.

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Waking up to Astro

MJ

  • he always wakes up before you
  • the short amount of time he has between his waking up and yours he spends as well as he can
  • by watching you while you sleep
  • not creepily hes not a sparkly vampire it is ok
  • MJ likes to press kisses to your temple and wrap his arms around you and pull you into him
  • so y’all are spooning while he’s sort of awake and you’re still in the “delirious incoherent mumbling” state
  • He nuzzles his nose into your neck omfg
  • MJ would smile a lot tbh even in the mornings as long as he’s beside you
  • so he would smile into your neck and press a gentle kiss into your collarbone
  • and he would be super sweet and soft and cute
  • until he slides out from behind you 
  • strategically places himself so he’s kneeling at your side
  • lifts up your shirt ever so slightly
  • and starts blowing raspberries into the soft skin of your stomach like his life depends on it
  • which needless to say wakes you up pretty fast
  • he’ll laugh when you squeak in protest
  • will come up and press his lips to your forehead, and then he’ll drag you out of bed and into the bathroom bc he’s hungry and while its his turn to make breakfast he refuses to eat without you
  • you guys brush and he watches you in the mirror making sure you dont go back to sleep
  • when yall are done brushing he’ll wrap his arms around his waist and finally mumble a Good Morning and while you really aren’t awake yet you find yourself saying it back because you know that, with MJ, it’s always a good morning

JinJin

  • his normal voice is p low and already has like a back of throat lowkey growl esp when he raps
  • so i’ll be damned if his “just woke up and still really groggy” voice isn’t husky and god even lower than usual
  • he wakes up before you 99% of the time 
  • usually sits up and rubs the sleep out of his eyes while trying not to wake you
  • then he’ll lie back down and throw an arm and a leg over you, running one hand all over your body lightly while the other hand is behind his head
  • eventually he’ll get tired of being up while you’re not but decide against waking up
  • instead he’ll just pull you in very close so your head is in his chest
  • and his lips are just barely, barely touching the junction between your neck and your shoulder
  • him accidentally sighing into your neck and you mumble because it tickles and move in closer to him
  • jinjin’s eyes just roaming your body 
  • him taking in every bit of you
  • jinjin gets up and opens the blinds slightly
  • partially because he wants you awake and partially because you look even more like a goddess when your sleeping form is bathed in the early morning light
  • he really wants to write a song for you when you’re like this
  • however you’ve gotta wake up eventually so he hovers over you
  • presses his face to the part of your neck right underneath your jaw
  • and starts mumbling into your neck about how much he loves you
  • it has the effect he wants because
  • you wake up, moaning about how you really dont want to get out of bed, until jinwoo just gives up and carries you to the bathroom
  • the two of you brush and go to eat but not before jinwoo comments on how great you look when you wear his oversized shirts to sleep 

Eunwoo

  • he’s up about an hour before you every day
  • because of this you usually wake up to a sweet sticky note placed strategically on his side of the bed, and the smell of breakfast coming from the kitchen
  • what you dont know is how it takes literally forever for eunwoo to actually get out of bed
  • not because he’s groggy or anything because he isnt 
  • when hes awake hes awake and gorgeous and ready to take on the day
  • its ridiculous and unfair you believe hes some kind of wizard because of it
  • but he just takes like twenty minutes to physically leave the bed
  • its because he really, really loves the feel of your legs entangled with his and your face (and lips) pressed to the area of his chest right underneath his collar bone
  • and hearing your soft breathing
  • feeling it reverberating in his chest
  • this is when Dongmin feels the happiest and lightest and most carefree
  • eventually though he does disentangle himself from you
  • you always whine in protest at your arms feeling empty but don’t wake up
  • Dongmin brushes his teeth quickly
  • while looking like an angel tbh
  • then he quickly writes an “I love you so much beautiful” or “breakfast is your favorite today” or “you gave me inspiration for some song lyrics, they’re on my desk if you want to read them <3″ on a sticky note and places it in the middle of his side of the bed
  • he makes breakfast because he knows you wont be awake enough to handle kitchen utensils when you awaken
  • when you finally come out in your zombie state you’re always clutching the sticky note in your hands, and you make sure to whisper how much you love him back into his shoulder while he cooks

Moonbin

  • he sounds like a kitten when he yawns it is your favorite sound in the world
  • y’all always end up in some weird ass sleeping position it’s actually hilarious bc sometimes his hyungs and even the two youngest members pop in to take pictures of you two while you’re both sleeping and like you’ll be sleeping like diagonally with your head on Bin’s chest and your feel hanging off the bed and he’s sleeping like a wooden plank
  • that picture is Minhyuk’s lockscreen
  • but when he wakes up before you he always straightens you up if you’re sleeping in a weird position
  • and kisses your forehead
  • probably takes like 7 million pictures of you 
  • and tries not to text them to everyone because you just look so cute
  • after putting his phone away Bin likes to hug you
  • he’s just a really huggy person he loves your warmth and the feeling of you in his arms 
  • you’re always fast asleep so he traces circles onto your hip bones and draws things on your thighs with his fingers
  • eventually you’ll roll over in your sleep so you’re on top of him
  • he loves it
  • that’s when you, still asleep, straddle him and rest your head on top of his chest and he holds you tight against him
  • every morning he realizes that he loves you a lot because of this
  • when he thinks you both should get out of bed he just calls your name over and over until you open your eyes
  • the two of you brush side by side while watching each other in the mirror because even in the morning Moon Bin looks amazing
  • and you look gorgeous even with your hair sticking out everywhere
  • you always make breakfast because you’re afraid Bin will burn himself or something but his chest is perpetually pressed against your back and his arms are around your waist while you make food for the two of you

Rocky

  • Minhyuk prefers your stomach over a pillow, any day
  • he just loves how soft and beautiful the skin on your stomach is and loves to rest your head on it
  • the two of you almost always fall asleep that way
  • whenever Minhyuk wakes up he can hear your breathing through your stomach/chest
  • its so calming it almost puts him back to sleep
  • almost
  • he pretty much groans and sits up in bed and gets out  as quickly as possible because he knows the longer he stays listening to your soft breaths the more he’ll fall into the void that is you
  • Minhyuk pulls the covers over you so you don’t get cold
  • he watches you snuggle into them and let out a sigh when you feel comfortable and honestly it is the cutest thing he has ever seen
  • before he knows it he’s smiling uncontrollably 
  • he can’t control himself
  • the poor boy just really wants to talk to you and be with you and spend the day with you
  • so yes
  • he lowkey jumps on top of you while screaming something along the lines of “wake up, wake up, wake up”
  • obviously you
  • wake up 
  • your immediate reaction is to groan and lightly hit his chest because in an unfortunate turn of events you are now awake
  • and have to actually
  • do things
  • but Minhyuk isn’t having any of it and he takes yours hands and pulls you up so you’re sitting up in bed and pushes you off and shoves you into the bathroom and puts toothpaste on your toothbrush
  • you finish brushing before him because he just watches you brush your teeth and then starts to brush after
  • he loves you so much god
  • so you go out into the kitchen to start making breakfast but you just give up because you have no idea how to use anything and in the end Minhyuk ends up making it for you but that’s all right because your morning is better than it could ever be

Sanha

  • you don’t actually share a bed
  • but whenever he sleeps over you two end up going to sleep at like 4 in the morning because y’all are watching animated movies 
  • so you guys wake up at like noon the next morning on the couch 
  • you originally wake up before him
  • you find that you’re lying on top of him which you weren’t when you went to sleep but that’s ok
  • however you’re very very tired so you just go back to sleep
  • sanha wakes up not long after however 
  • he’s actually p surprised to find you on top of him too
  • but its not like he dislike it in fact sanha finds himself awkwardly wrapping his arms around your waist so you dont roll off on to the floor 
  • he cant help himself
  • i mean you’re close enough for him to so the boy just
  • does it
  • he presses his lips to your forehead and then once more to your temple, smiling shyly at the second kiss
  • its not like you guys haven’t kissed before but it seems more… intimate, in a way, he guesses, when you’re being kissed somewhere that’s not the lips
  • you stir a little bit but just mumble and burrow into his chest and you wrap your arms around him the best you can in his sleep
  • he has to keep from squealing and it is very difficult
  • he’s on his way to nodding off again when he feels his phone vibrating in his pocket and pulls it out
  • his parents are texting him asking if the two of you have had lunch yet and that they’re coming to get him soon
  • crap it’s 1 pm
  • so sanha shakes you awake as best he can while you’re on top of him and the two of you brush really really quickly and throw together a quick lunch
  • you promise to have a sleepover like the one you just had again and the two of you know without saying it that you really, really like sleeping cuddled up together
I would like to see a sort of phantom-of-the-opera themed fic, where Will works for the opera, not as one of the singers, but in the orchestra pit.

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In Between

Originally posted by dulciesgf

Anonymous said: hello! i love ur blog! uh, this isnt exactly a request, more so just an interesting “plot” i wanted to share with someone, but like an UpsideDown au (its a movie that came out in 2012 that i think everyone should see atleast once) where dacre is “up top” and the reader is “down below” and they meet on mountain peaks and fall in love and basically just the movie plot but without the memory loss and corporate job lol


Fist off, I highly suggest you watch this trailer before reading. I’t will give you the idea of what this is about. Let me know your thoughts, suggestions, feedback. Thank you so much for reading and requesting such amazing scenarios. Follow my stories >>> #Dacrestories101 


Life Down-below was grey and dull, it almost felt like you were living in black and white. But as boring as days could be, in the night everything turned sinister. It was as if a dark soul became omnipresent when the sun went down. You could feel it, everyone down below felt it too, and almost no one dared to go outside past sunset, after 6pm it all stopped and remained abandoned until the next day.

But Sundays were different, you would hike the Hollywood hills to meet Dacre on top. 

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don’t pity me

Pairing(s): Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary:

“…please, don’t look at me. I don’t want your pity,” he explains, still looking embarrassed but cracking a smile towards the end.

“It’s not pity, it’s just- oh my God, I love you. You’re so cute when you’re embarrassed,” you say, giggling behind your hands. 

Word Count: 766

Warnings: so. much. FLUFF (like seriously the whole thing is a big ball of cute)

Notes: This was written for @ugh-supersoldiers ’ 1k fic challenge! This is shorter than what I usually write but honestly, this cute little scene just popped into my head as soon as I read the prompt and I couldn’t figure out where to add more as I was writing it. Everything I do seemed to detract a little from the overwhelming cuteness that plagues this fic. Congratulations on 1k, Gracey, and thank you for letting me participate! I hope you enjoy :)

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here is a niall horan x reader fluffy piece i wrote to feel nice inside (this is obviously not someone i regularly write about so if you would like content like this off your dash, just blacklist ‘not tom holland’)

in which y/n listens to nialls favorite band 

Niall groaned into his beer before leaning back into the big, velvety sectional he was sitting on. Though Y/N couldn’t hear him, she definitely knew what was going on. Someone wasn’t doing too well in the final and Niall was getting frustrated. Y/N thought about which player it could be for a few seconds. She gave up quickly though, only knowing a few her boyfriend had befriended. All their names sounded familiar when she spent the whole time appreciating the sexy inflection of his Irish accent whenever he ranted about golf to her. 

After sending a few reaction texts to some of his buddies, he glanced over to the corner of his living room. It had been a few months since he’d brought in the cream papasan chair for her to curl up and do her work in. And that’s exactly what she was doing. 

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"I didn't think a hair style would have this much of an affect on you." (Grayson)

Requested by anonymous: “could u do an imagine with blonde grayson and (y/n) sees him for the first time and is like, really turned on by him.”

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Grayson’s POV

“Well Grayson, looks like you lost. Are you ready to face the consequence?” Ethan asked.

“Hell no, I am not.” I sighed. We had just finished filming a video where we were finally finding out if we were identical or fraternal twins, and made a bet. I bet that we were fraternal, and unfortunately, I ended up losing.

“I’m so nervous for this, bro. What if I look stupid?” I asked.

“Oh, you’re for sure gonna look stupid. What I’m most looking forward to is (Y/N)’s reaction.” He laughed. My heart dropped at the mention of her name.

“Oh shit, I didn’t even think about that.” I said. My hair was (Y/N)’s favorite physical feature of mine, and it would absolutely kill her if I did something to it she didn’t like.

“Alright, well, let’s get you made over.” Ethan laughed.

Ethan and I loaded into the car and I was a nervous wreck. I really did not want to go through with this. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and took a snap selfie, sending it to (Y/N).

“Say good bye to this face as you know it. I lost this challenge, so Ethan is making me do something absolutely ridiculous.” I typed in the caption.

“Oh my god. Grayson, what the hell are you doing?” (Y/N) text me after I saw she opened the snap.

“I’m getting a makeover. Changing up my hair, doing something crazy.” I replied.

“Oh nooo, not the hair :(” She said.

“Don’t worry, it won’t be anything too much. Come over later so you can see the final look. Love you. ❤️” I text back. I put my phone back in my pocket and closed my eyes, trying to calm my nerves.

Our first stop on my list of makeover tasks was the tattoo shop, where I was made to get my nose pierced. I wasn’t too worried about this one, because I’d been considering getting my nose pierced for awhile, and I was kinda glad I finally had a reason to get it done.

“Okay, can we be done now? We look different enough.” I sighed at Ethan, knowing that he would say no.

“Mmm, nah. We still look too much the same.” He said. We then drove to our mom’s salon where the rest of my makeover took place. Once we got there, she gave me slits in my eyebrow, then got to the main portion of my makeover; my hair.

“So, you’re just wanting to bleach it, nothing else, right?” She asked before she started.

“Yes, that’s more than enough.” I sighed. I sat there while my hair was being done, irritated that Ethan was making be do this, and anxious for (Y/N) to find out about this.

“Alright, you’re all done. Let me style it, then we can head home.” My mom said as she styled and blow-dried it, then we left. Once we got home, Ethan and I filmed the rest of our video.

“I think we look pretty different now.” Ethan said as I stood there awkwardly in front of the camera, still not comfortable with my new look. “For an added bonus, Grayson just text (Y/N) and told her to come over, so we’re gonna film her reaction to his new look.”

“I am so nervous, what if she doesn’t like it?” I asked, worried.

“Please, if she hasn’t left you by now, I’m sure she won’t over a hairstyle.” Ethan teased. Just then, I heard her say hello to my parents and start coming up the stairs. She knocked on the door and Ethan stopped her before she came in.

“Wait, (Y/N). Don’t come in yet.” He walked outside of the room and I overheard him talking to her, saying that this was a huge surprise and he was gonna cover her eyes while walking her into the room.

“Okay, just keep walking forward. Grayson is holding out his hands, so just take them when you get to him.” Ethan said. As she got closer to me, I held out my hands and took hers, intertwining our fingers.

“Are you ready?” I asked.

“I’m so nervous, but yes.” She said quietly.

“3…

2…

1…” Ethan dropped his hands from (Y/N)’s eyes. She focused on my face, her eyes widening and her jaw dropping as she took in my new look.

“Oh my god, is this real? This isnt real.” She said as she ran her fingers through my hair.

“It’s pretty real.” I laughed. “What do you think?”

“It looks good. It looks really good.” She said, her fingers still tangled in my hair. “The piercing looks good, too. The eyebrow slits are little weird, but, wow. You look amazing.”

“He looks like one of those punk edits, come to life.” Ethan said.

“He does. Y'know, I’ve seen those before and I didn’t think the blonde hair looked that good on him, but now that it’s a reality, I’m here for it.” She said smiling.

“Good, I’m glad you like it.” I said pulling her in for a hug.

“Come to my car when you’re done filming. I’m taking you home with me.” She whispered in my ear as we hugged. She kissed me and gave me a small smirk before walking out of the room. Ethan and I finished filming, and I grabbed my jacket and walked out to (Y/N)’s car.

The ride to (Y/N)’s was quiet as she squirmed in the driver’s seat.

“Babe, are you okay?” I asked, placing my hand on her thigh, causing her to wince under my touch.

“Please, you have no idea how turned on I am right now.” She said sternly, not taking her eyes off the road. I decided to use this to my advantage, tracing small circles on her thigh as she drove, causing her to squirm even more.

“I didn’t think a hairstyle would have this much of an affect on you.” I said, taking her hand in mine, placing small kisses on it.

“We might not even make it home. I might have to pull over and take you in the back seat.” She said.

“Well, luckily we’re almost back to your place, huh?” I said with a smirk, leaning over and placing my lips behind her ear, a weakness of hers I’d discovered after a few months of dating.

“Baby, please…” She whined.

“Hmmm, I’m enjoying this a lot more than I thought I would.” I teased.

“Fuck you for being do smug.” She said, shooting ne daggers as we stopped at a red light.

“Isn’t that what you’re trying to do?”

Just then, we pulled into the driveway and (Y/N) practically ripped my arm out as she pulled pulled me up the stairs of her complex, through her apartment and into her room. I flopped down onto her bed, pulling her down with me as she began to kiss me, harder and harder with each passing second.

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After we finished, we both lied there, panting heavily, drenched in sweat.

“Maybe I should change up my look more often, if this is what I’ll get out of it.” I said, causing (Y/N) to laugh.

“Only if it’s to your hair. It’s the hair that really gets me going.” She said, running her fingers through my hair once more.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” I said, kissing the top of her head. We both lied there, cuddling in silence, slowly drifting off to sleep. Just as I was settling into sleep, I felt (Y/N) move beside me. I opened my eyes, and looked up at her as she straddled me.

“What are you doing?” I asked, placing my hands on her thighs and giving them a tight squeeze.

“Y’know, your blonde sex hair is a lot sexier than your brown sex hair. I might have to offer you a round two.” She said, her hands making their way back to my hair.

“I might have to take you up on that offer.” I smirked, as she leaned down to kiss me. “But later though, I’ll have to keep you on edge, just for a little while longer.”