just wanted to point out his hair :'3

Perverted Bunny Mask: Jeon Jungkook x Killer AU ft. Min Yoongi EXTRA 1

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Author: Taettybear

Words: 3.2 k

Genre: Smut/Gore/Assassins/Killer JK/ Drugs/ Gangs

Rating: M

“Yah, Jungkook!”

The said male roughly ran a hand through his hair in irritation as Taehyung called out to him. Jungkook was just about to walk out when Taehyung’s next words made him stop.

“Fuck, fine! Do whatever you want! Make contact with Min Y/N, kiss her, fuck her, I don’t care anymore! I’m just not assuring your safety!” Taehyung grunted, a large scowl on his face as his fingers raced over his keyboard.

Jungkook’s whole body jerked and he whipped around, staring at the older man in disbelief.

“You’re lying.”

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I’m sure this has been pointed out before but since no one I know ever seems to have noticed it and dragonball is relevant again, I’d like to direct you attention to john connor

Yeah, I know terminator judgement day came out in 91, same year trunks was introduced, but honestly Im pretty sure thats exactly why this IS toriyamas fanart of adult john connor. I mean

1. Why else would he have that stupid hair cut and jacket?? Unless he started as fanart of this little shit 

2. Hes travelling back in time to fight robots bent on the destruction of all of humanity. Almost like toriyama didnt have time to write his fanfic of terminator 3, so he just made it an au conveniently taking place in the dragonball universe

3. Future trunks is fathered through a one-night stand, his dad dies before he can meet him, and hes raised solely by his now significantly more badass mom and her badass friends 

Also want to point out that both these mothers are convinced that their one and only son is humanity’s last hope in the war against the machines. 

And it wouldnt be the first terminator reference in toriyamas work either. Namely major metallic from dragonball (who also turns out to be a robot) and android 16, whos skull looks like… ok a skull, but so does the t1000s, and android 16 gets the t1000 treatment, going from villian, to being reprogrammed by the human resistance to aid in the fight against the other androids.

Point of this all is: this dude

Is just the older, buffer version of this greasy little shit

Drunk-en love… (Ong Seongwoo) Pt. 5


  • College AU
  • Your best friends are: Kang Daniel, Ong Seongwoo, Kim Sohye

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Author’s note: this is the final part to this series! i feel like i haven’t been enjoying writing these series/multichaptered stories as much as i did when i first wrote Always in my heart so after I finish this I’m going to try and focus my energy on putting out good quality writing instead of just trying to post something every day. i will try and invest my energy on making Fake love really good and i will be posting a lot more of my bullet point list thingies. thank you to everyone who continues to like and reblog my posts <3 sorry this is so short! once i can get my mind cleared i may write another bonus part like i did for tsundere. (honestly is anyone still reading this?)

Part 5: Love, what is it?

“Why do you want to talk about this so badly?” Ong ruffled his hair. “That moment when you didn’t answer me, it just…. it just made me realize that we wouldn’t be able to be friends again, and that I’d ruined everything.”

You grabbed Ong’s hand, making him look up in surprise. “I like you Ong Seongwoo.”


“I said I like you .” You blushed. “Stop making me say it.”


“When Minjun punched you in the face, I was so concerned for you, like all that was running through my mind was if you were going to be okay, and I just couldn’t imagine you hurting…. and I guess that just confirmed that I like you, because you make me feel things I don’t feel with other people.”

Ong laughed at your awful attempt at an explanation. “You’re sure, right?”

“Yes!” You playfully nudged him, your cheeks burning red. You shared a loving look before Ong leaned over and lightly kissed you. You pulled back and laughed. “I can’t believe this is happening. Me and you kissing, I never would’ve imagined it when I first met you.”

“Y/N, I’ve been dreaming about this since I met you.” Ong pouted before you gave him a quick peck on his nose.

“Let’s go back inside. I’m sure the group is still working.” As you got up, Ong grabbed your hand and you two walked back inside. 

“Hey they’re finally dating!” You heard someone say out loud and you couldn’t help but laugh. Ong just smiled at you before putting his hand around you waist as if you were the most precious thing he’s ever had in his arms before.

Daniel and Sohye shared a confused look as you and Ong walked in to the restaurant holding hands.

“What in the world…” Daniel rubbed his eyes, making sure that what he was seeing was real.

“I guess you guys already figured it out…” Ong chuckled.

Sohye kicked you from underneath the table. You looked up and just from Sohye’s eyes you could tell she was screaming. “Why didn’t you tell me?!?!”

“It literally happened today okay!” You tried to wipe the guilty look off of your face. “I was going to tell you but we were going to see each other anyway…”

Sohye slammed her hand on the table. “Y/N Y/L/N. I CAN’T BELIEVE THAT–”

Daniel pulled her back before nudging the empty soju bottle on the table. “We got here pretty early and she’s already had some to drink…”

“Hey!” Sohye crossed her arms.

“Well cheers to you two finally dating when you basically were before!” Daniel laughed while you and Ong glared at him. You clinked glasses and continued to share stories about your days and random classmates when suddenly hours had passed and you were once again wasted.

Like he had several days ago, he gave you a piggy back ride out of the restaurant. Like he had several days ago, he brought you all the way to your apartment, helping you wash your face, brush your teeth, get your pajamas. But unlike he had several days ago, he decided to sleep next to you instead of in the living room. 

“Ong you have to sleep next to m-me.” You said, pulling his arm down.

“But…” his cheeks flushed red. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” You said before giving him one final pull.

You snuggled up against Ong’s chest and he neatened your hair out. You asked Ong to sing to you and he quietly sang Dream (by Suzy and Baekhyun) as you dozed off and quickly fell into a deep sleep. Giving you a quick kiss on your forehead, he closed his eyes, pulling you close, and thinking about how he finally knew what falling in love was like.

redhothollyberries  asked:

I took my sweet time thinking about which prompt to ask for because I WANT THEM ALL. So, Number 22 for MadaTobi, pwease? :3

Also for @kitsunesongs​. (I have severe trouble keeping these to drabble length.) It inspired interesting thoughts about what counts as “lies” in language.

22: the one where it’s impossible to lie to your soulmate.

(AO3 link)

(They’re never going to live it down.)


“You are a jerk!” Madara spits out, chubby cheeks flushed and short hair bristling as he points accusingly back at the white-haired boy even as his exasperated mother hauls him away from elementary school, Izuna squirming under her other arm.

Tobirama just sniffs, ignoring Hashirama’s hurt puppy-dog eyes. “Yell louder: I don’t think they heard your whining in Kumo.”

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anonymous asked:

what are your top 10 hottest louis looks?

Anon, again I’m sorry for the delay and I hope you’ll see this. These are in no particular order because I can’t just choose one favourite look. Oops. :)

1) This jacket is one of my favourite clothes he’s ever worn so it deserves a mention. Bonus pic because he wore it to the Sony Grammy party too

9)  This Is Us premiere in London. Just everything about this look. The cinnamon swirl was a godsent. I hope he brings it back one day. I would die.

3) If you want to make me really happy, give me Louis Tomlinson in a suit. This day was the best day in this hell year, hands down.

4) Believe In Magic Louis was truly an experience. It’s not a secret that I’m not the biggest quiff supporter out there lol but his hair was on point that day.

5) GMA 2013, Louis in all black makes me want to pass out tbh. Also the little bit of scruff here and the LOOK on his face. Ugh.

6) AMA’s 2014, CHEEKBONES AND EYES!!!!!!!


8) Perfect MV, sometimes all you need is a simple white tshirt and a jean jacket and you look like a million bucks. Louis has this down to an art.

9) Billboard Music Awards 2015, self-explanatory :D

10) Wet!louis for obvious reasons rip

After watching KnB episode 13, I love how the GoM look more baby-faced back in middle school and then puberty came in. (especially Aomine)



-Literally, middle school Aomine looks really different from Too him–



-There isn’t a huge difference besides his eyes, height, and hair-



-Pretty much the same, just the hair is longer and he’s a lot more taller-



-Hair and height, he’s still the same Kise. Besides the baby face-







I just wanted to point out how different they all look from middle school. But I bet most of you guys noticed. 

lightbvlb  asked:

ok but consider: season 3 space dad is the real one and the space dad we know and love is the clone?? because his hair couldn't have gotten that long after like a week sure, but after a year shiro was still fresh and clean-cut? hwat??? i dunno that's just a thought but s3 shiro is probably the clone realistically,, the evidence stacks up for s3 to be the clone but i just wanted to point that out to hurt you ♥️



Words: 941
Genre: slight angst/fluff
Characters: Mark x Reader
Warnings: mention of sex, handful of bad words
Summary: Mark has been your fuck buddy for a while but you’ve recently started having feelings for him so you try to break it off.


Today was not your day. Everything that could have gone wrong, did. You were late to school, you forgot your homework, you forgot your lunch money, you even managed to trip and fall a total of three times today.

But at least it was over. The final bell rang and you left the classroom as quickly as possible. However, the second you walked out of the room, you saw Mark. He was leaning against the opposite wall, clearly waiting for you.

You don’t even know how to label you’re relationship. Were you fuck buddies? Friends with benefits? Or maybe you were just friends. Who occasionally had sex. Whatever it was, you were not in the mood for it today. Especially since you recently discovered that you had feelings for Mark. Not just in the way that you wanted to have sex with him, but also in the way where you wanted to hold hands through the halls and have deep conversations with him at 3 AM. But you knew he didn’t feel the same way. He chased after every girl in the school. You were just some fuck toy for him.

The second Mark saw you, he pushed away from the wall, running his fingers through his blond hair. There was no point in trying to avoid him so you waited until he was by your side to continue walking.

“Hey. Are you doing anything right now?” He asked as you walked as fast as you could. You just wanted to get out of this stupid school.

“Yeah. Going home,” you answered. You didn’t look at him when you spoke, instead you looked straight ahead.

“Oh. Can I come?”

“Why?” You could feel him staring at you when you asked the question.

“I just wanted to hang out. Maybe we could watch a movie or something?” You spun around to look at him, making him stop walking so he wouldn’t run into you.

“Really Mark? You want to watch a movie? With me? Are you sure? Because here’s what I think. I think you just want to get in my pants. Well no. I most certainly do not want to hang out with you.” You were furious. Why couldn’t he just leave you alone? You were together just last night. You just wanted a break. From everything and everyone.

Marks eyebrows rose in surprise at your sudden outburst. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you into a nearby storage closet.

When he closed the door you ripped you hand away from his grasp.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” He asked. You rolled your eyes and took a step away from him.

“Nothing. I’m just sick and tired of being some toy for you Mark. The only reason you ever talk to me is because you want to fuck. I’m done. I can’t do this anymore.” Marks face went soft. He looked hurt but you didn’t understand why. Why was he upset if he could just go find someone else to mess around with?

“Y/n. Where is this coming from? Is it something I did?”

“No. I just don’t want to do this anymore.” You looked at the ground, not wanting to see his hurt expression anymore. It felt like you guys were breaking up, but you weren’t even together.

“Okay. I understand. No more sex. But I don’t want to loose you as a friend. Please Y/n.”

“I’m sorry. I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Mark please. I just want to go home.” You heard him sigh and he took a couple steps towards you. The tips of his feet were touching yours.

“Tell me why you don’t want to be my friend anymore and I’ll let you leave. And I’ll leave you alone.”

You knew this was the only way he was going to let you leave. You took a deep breath before you began.

“I don’t understand why you even care. You could get any girl in the school. It’s not like you care about me anyway. I’m just someone to have sex with. Nothing more. And I know that. But I like you. A lot. And so I can’t keep doing this. I’m sorry Mark. I can’t.” You try to walk around him to leave but he pushes you until your back hits a wall. You gasp in surprise as you feel his hands on your hips.


He kisses you. It’s soft. Softer than any of the kisses you two have shared before. You move you mouth against his even though you know you shouldn’t. He pulls away and you’re both breathing heavily.

“I like you too,” he breaths out. Your eyes widen in shock.


“I like you too Y/n. I have for a while. I just thought you didn’t feel the same.”

You smile and he automatically smiles back. He leans in and kisses you lips quickly before taking a step back.

“But if you really don’t want to be my friend then I won’t stop you.” You push away from the wall and walk straight out the door. You stand outside of it for a couple minuets before Mark walks out. The second he looks at you, you wrap your arms around him. It takes him a moment to return the hug because he’s confused.

“I don’t want to just be your friend,” you whisper. “I want to be more.”

He chuckles and your heart skips a beat. That has to be your favorite noise. He picks you up and starts spinning you around, not caring if a few students give you weird looks.

Maybe today wasn’t so bad after all.

(Requests are open)
I’m not sure how I feel about this?? No one asked for it. I just. Idk. ???

Blue Bloods #5

Summary: With his identity still a secret, the arsonist begins to grow bored with just setting fires.
Characters: John Winchester, Female Reader, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, & Cole Trenton.
Word Count: 1,682
Warnings: Language, suspense, talk of masturbation.
Author’s Note: The feedback is amazing. Thank you so much!
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Dean sat at his desk, a toothpick hanging precariously close to the edge of his mouth and a pen twirling between his fingers, nervous habits he picked up his first year out of the academy. The timeline the arsonist was using bothered the detective. Instead of the arsonist setting fires closer together, they were growing farther apart. With a deep sigh, he leaned back and scraped a hand over his face. It wasn’t just the timeline that bothered him, nothing about this case made sense.

All signs pointed to Ben Braeden, but with a freshly-established rock solid alibi and no indicators that his acts of truancy and shoplifting would escalate to fires, the minor fell off the radar. Without Ben, there were no other suspects. No suspects meant that the trail might grow cold or another fire would be started, and God knows how many lives would be lost this time.

The death of Ellen hit everyone within the community hard. She was someone everyone could talk to and not feel judged. Many people called her aunt Ellen, Dean and Sam included, but the new generation started calling her grammy.

Feeling someone behind him, Dean spun in the chair and watched as LPD’s newest recruit hooked his thumbs into the top of his standard issue utility belt.

“Somethin’ I can help you with, Trenton?”

Sparkling blue eyes went wide, “N- no, Detective Winchester. I’m just waitin’ on my partner.”

Dean smirked, “You’re with Gabe, right?” Gabriel never had a partner for longer than two years. He was always playing jokes or tellin’ tall tales. One that always got the detective laughing until his sides hurt was that Gabe had starred in a porno as a pizza delivery guy.

“Yes, sir.”

Waving his hand in dismissal, Dean stood, “My father is called sir, just call me Dean.”

Cole shook the detective’s hand and worked hard at not cringing. He hated Dean with every fiber of his being. Fuck, he couldn’t wait to stand over Dean’s burning corpse and watch as recognition took hold of him just in time to die.

“Got any new leads?” Cole nodded toward Dean’s desk where the thick file was left opened. All Dean could do was shake his head and pinch the bridge of his nose. The rookie approached Dean’s desk with caution.

“You mind if I take a look?”

Shrugging, Dean closed the file and handed it to Cole, “Couldn’t hurt to get a fresh set of eyes.”

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anonymous asked:

Drarry headcanons please!! A sad one, a happy one, a funny one. Thanks <3

Sure thing! Hope you like them :)

Sad: Draco meticulously keeping every single card, gift, or really just anything of value Harry gives him during their relationship because in the back of his mind, he’s positive that his lover (who’s adored and respected by all) is bound to leave him (the hated Death Eater) at some point and he wants to hoard every reminder of their love until it’s not his anymore. 

Happy: Draco forcing Harry to style his hair before they left for the Aurors Induction Ceremony and when Harry comes out of the bathroom, his usually scruffy just-got-out-of-bed hair is all slicked back into a small barely there ponytail bringing attention to the emerald stud glinting in his right earlobe. And it looks so unlike his Harry but so sexy in a different way, that Draco immediately takes out his wand and spells away the gel and the ponytail because I want to jump your bones, Potter but we don’t have time right now. 

Funny (because I’ve been talking about kiss cams lately): Harry going to support Draco at his first ever professional Quidditch match and Draco flying over to present the newly caught Snitch to his husband, only to see their faces on a giant screen with a heart around their faces and a sign that read: KISS CAM. It ends with a furiously blushing Harry and smirking victorious Draco. 

Anon hour: nothing unanswered, ignored, or deleted 

anonymous asked:

May I request Bokuto and Noya opening the door just to be greeted by their s/o with "creepy beauticare products" like an avocado mask and their hair soaked in coconut oil? Bonus points if you add a fluffy final <3 thank you~

This request made me laugh; it’s so cute! I’m also very fond of using creepy beauticare products myself so I had fun with this! Noya’s will be next~

Bokuto knocked on the door to his partner’s apartment, lightly bouncing on his feet. He and his partner did this often, just showing up at each other’s places, unplanned, whenever they wanted to hang out. This time, Bokuto had brought along with him a stack of movies he’d borrowed from his circle of friends. There was a bit of action in there, as well as some horror, thriller, some indie, some romcoms—a bit of everything, really! He and his partner were going to have so much fun—EEEYAAAHHH!

The creature with the green face tilted their head quizzically. “Koutarou? What’s wrong?”

That voice! He knew that voice. Bokuto narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing them. 

“It’s me, silly!” the creature said as they splayed out their arms, and Bokuto relaxed, finally recognizing them to be his partner.

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anonymous asked:

i just want to pointed out beside patching wound, drugging, changing will's shirt and god know what, hannibal definitely take his time to throughly combing will hair to tame the curl so will looks presentable for dinner with uncle jack. just imagine what kind of cocktail drugs hannibal give that surely make will sensitive to touch and hannibal combing will hair while will whining, moan or whimper.. oh hannibal are U sure could resist it ??

A screen-cap so we can all think about this important topic. 

It’s one of those days that I for whatever reason come to think about the Winchesters and the Impala and how the chances are really slim that the Impala has any air condition. So naturally I think chances are pretty big that when Sam and Dean work cases in the southern states - which we sadly never get to see - they roll the windows all the way down and rest their arms on the open window and casually stretch out their arms and feel the wind brush against their skin and Sam just enjoys the breeze playing with his hair. Most importantly though, I guess - and even though they are both tough cookies - when they travel the southern states, no way in hell could they wear 3 layers of clothing without sweating as if they were in the desert. Point of this long ramble being: They probably are wearing only t-shirts and jeans - or maybe even shorts? ;) Meaning: Now I just gave myself a scene I absolutely want to see in the 11x04 “Baby” episode. I mean, come on. Dean in jeans and a plain white t-shirt! Just… Sorry, but absolute fave!!!

anonymous asked:

hey I have to photograph someone for class will you be my model - yes for klaine ;)

Nope, too short.

Too blond.

Too ordinary.

Too—eek, too nasty.

Blaine sighs, letting his camera hit his chest in discouragement.

He’s never going to have the candid he needs for his Portrait class and he’s going to fail, and get kicked out of the university, and become a hobo, and die in the street, and—

Hold that thought.

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Life Unexpected 5/?

A/N: I’m actually stoked to post this hours before are imminent doom, which I wouldn’t have been able to do without my beta ravenclawpianist, thanks a million. 

So there’s smut in this chapter, just so we’re aware. This is my first time posting smut in the history of everdom(Eek!) I hope it’s satisfactory. 

And as always, thanks for all the love shown to this fic, everyone is awesome!

Summary: After a tragic car accident took the lives of Liam and Elsa Jones, Killian found himself the heir to their family home, their business and their only child. Despite two large holes in his heart, he thinks he finally has things under control after a year of struggle and grief. In walks Emma Swan gradually filling both holes in the most unexpected way.

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Wants Selected

It’s just dinner at his place, she thinks to herself as she lays out a lacy thong to match her ‘body’ by Victoria bra.

We’re just going to have dinner, nothing else, she lies to herself as she makes sure to shave in the shower.

She primps herself more than she ever has. She curls her hair, puts on one of her tightest dresses, and dabs perfume on every pulse point she can think of. The last time they met, it was coincidental, she was in jeans and sneakers, meant to only be doing manual labor. Her hair was tied up and her make up was worn off from the day’s activities.

She wants to be flawless, Tonight.

She knows he’s seen her otherwise, and it hasn’t really mattered, but she wants him to want her the moment she arrives. She’s willing to give this one more go, she can either get him out of her system, or be in too deep to get out unscathed.

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