look at all the cool stuff okay

steven discovers the internet

Steven: Aw, there’s so much cool stuff they have for us online!

Peridot: Oh yeah?

Steven: There’s some really neato artwork of us all, and some writing as well! Say, what is a ship?

 Pearl: Seriously Steven, you don’t know what that is? It is a craft designed for water travel.

Lapis: Even Peridot knew that.

Peridot: Yeah, even I knew that!

Steven: Oh, okay. 

Steven: It does not look like that, but okay.

The signs as things people have said to me (part II)
  • Aries: oh so you can dangerously climb up that tree in the dark but suddenly I'm not allowed to go down a slide because it's for kids? Fuck you watch me
  • Taurus: okay but if it's not dark yet then is it actually 9pm or is it all just folklore? An old wives' tale if you may.
  • Gemini: so I just basically lied to him like 8 times
  • Cancer: DONT CROSS THE ROAD IF ITS NOT AT A PROPER CROSSING YOU ABSOLUTE MONG WHAT WOULD I TELL YOUR MUM IF YOU DIED ON MY WATCH
  • Leo: I'm sorry for getting lipstick on your jumper. To be fair it's kinda your fault for wearing white
  • Virgo: I'm good at sharing if it's yours but if it's mine stay the fuck away from me bitch
  • Libra: bruv he's sooo into you look at him staring at you oh wait no which one are we talking about?
  • Scorpio: he's a fucking DAD! And he's like 40! Okay yeah I do see the appeal
  • Sagittarius: I just feel like dying for a bit but I don't think there's like any cool stuff in the afterlife (like what) idk like lego
  • Capricorn: so exams? Studying? All that just a myth yeah? We just gonna hang and watch Boy Meets World all day instead?
  • Aquarius: yeah I did have a near death experience. Huh? No I didn't die I was sleeping I think
  • Pisces: just talk to him (about what) just say like... idk wanna get Starbucks sometime? (He works at Starbucks u div) oh... costa?
Neighbors


Inspired by Shawn’s recent Instagram story and this line:

“Wanna, like– I mean, if you’re not busy… We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?”


She sighed, looking around the mess that is her new apartment. Her back hurt, her arms were burning and she was so exhausted, she felt like passing out.

“Where do these boxes go, hun?” her dad asked, holding up a box with “books” written on it.

“Just put those in my bedroom, thanks,” she replied, taking a sip from the beer her best friend had handed her.

Moving into your new fancy place in Toronto could be really awesome but also very tiring and she groaned, seeing all the boxes in her living room she had to unpack.

Her best friend put an arm around her shoulders and as if she could read her friend’s mind she said: “Hey, the view makes this bearable, don’t you think?”

She grinned at her friend, squinting her eyes a little because the sun is shining bright on the balcony. “Yeah, true. The view made me buy this!”

“So… when’s the housewarming party?” her friend asked, raising her perfectly arched eyebrows.

The girl shrugged. “I have to put actual furniture here first. And clean up. And decorate.”

“Yes, yes, Miss to-do-list, I get it. It has to be perfect, I know. As always,” her friend stated, rolling her eyes.

They laughed as they go back inside and she knew she’s nowhere near done yet but she already feels at home. It’s a warm feeling. And she knew this is where she belongs.


Three weeks later

She’s on her way to the elevator, carrying a bag with groceries and another shopping bag from H&M because she just couldn’t resist buying that cute dress and the sweater she really needed as the concierge calls her name.

“Excuse me, Miss!”

She turns around. “Yes?”

“Could I ask you for a favor, please?”

She smiles a little, nodding. “Yeah, sure.”

“I have a parcel for… um,” he looks at the box, “Mister Shawn Mendes. Your neighbor. I know he hasn’t been home for quite a while but could you just take this for me? I have no space to store this and I would have asked Mrs. Johnson from 310 c but she would just forget about it, you know how she is…”

He smiles at her apologetically and she nods again. “Yeah, I can take it. I mean… I haven’t seen my neighbor yet and I don’t know him but I guess it’s a nice way to say hello”

“He’s very nice. You’ll get along perfectly,” the concierge says with a smirk. “You are both young and so hardworking! And both charming young things.”

She smiles back. “Yeah, we’ll see about that and um… thanks!”

She takes the parcel, briefly looking at it in the elevator. It says “Armani headquarters” on it and it got sent all the way from Milan. She raises her eyebrows a little.

Must be nice being a superstar. Getting free designer stuff all the time.

She felt a bit insecure when she found out who her neighbor was. 

Living door to door with a teenage pop sensation slash superstar could be a bit frightening, knowing how famous he really was.

She dreaded the thought of having lunatic fangirls standing in front of her door, screaming and shouting Shawn’s name but so far it has been very quiet and she hasn’t seen him yet as he was probably busy being the good looking popstar he was, traveling the world, making girls scream wherever he went.

She didn’t really get the hype. 

Her best friend freaked out when she found out who the mysterious neighbor was, making her want to move in with her. 

Or camping on Shawn Mendes’ doormat.

But the girl living in the condo next to him, didn’t get too excited. Sure, he was good looking and talented and cute and all of that.

But she didn’t understand how people could scream and shout, seeing him, shoving phones into his face for a selfie when he was just a regular person who happened to sing and play the guitar.

She didn’t understand until she saw him. In person.

It was a Saturday and she knew he was home.

There were footsteps in the hall, male voices, sounds of a guitar and doors shutting and she took a deep breath, brushed her hair and ringed the bell.

She wasn’t wearing anything fancy, heck, she was in her gym shorts and a loose band shirt she got at a concert some time ago. And she was wearing fuzzy socks.

Not sexy at all.

And she regretted her outfit choice as soon as she saw him, standing in the doorframe, looking like a Greek God or something. A light stubble, messy brown curls sticking up slightly, wearing black pants and a white t shirt that fitted him well and as he looked at her, eyes a bit sleepy and a wry smile spreading across his plump lips, she had to swallow thickly.

He blinked twice.

She looked down at the parcel and up at him.

“Um… hi!”

“Hi,” he said in a deep, raspy voice, smiling down at her.

“I’m your new neighbor and I wanted to say hi and I have this parcel for you and um… yeah, hi…” she rambled, blushing a bit because he was looking at her in a way that made her nervous.

He was checking her out. Briefly looking her up and down and she squared her shoulders a little.
His gaze rested on her bare legs for a little bit too long and he bit his bottom lip in a way that made her heart flutter and race and she felt hot suddenly.

“Oh, thank you so much!” he smiled brightly, taking the parcel from her. It looked tiny in his hands. “And nice to meet you,” he added, stretching his hand out. “I’m Shawn”

She shook his hand, saying her name.

“Nice to meet you, too.”

He leaned against the doorframe, obviously not in a hurry to close the door.

“I just hope I don’t bother you with my music. I’m working on something right now and it can get a bit… loud,” he said with a smug grin, dipping his head a little, after nodding into the direction of his condo.

He was towering over her, playing with the parcel in his huge hands and she looked at his long fingers, noticing a silver ring on his middle finger. He was wearing a black watch that looked cool and expensive and she pressed her lips together. She understood it now. The hype. The fangirls.

He looked like a teenage dream. Almost as if he wasn’t real.

Too handsome for his own good.

She looked up at him. “No, um, all good. I don’t mind.”

He gives her a crooked smile, licking his sinfully plump lips. “Okay, good. Just tell me if it’s too loud… and if you need anything I’m right here,” he said in that soft voice of his she already found so endearing.

She awkwardly shifted her weight from one foot to another. “Yeah, thanks! Goes both ways… the if you need anything thing… not the music thing, obviously…”

She blushed and he smiled at her, running his fingers through his curls. “Yeah,” he replied, never breaking eye contact and she felt like dying on that door mat of his.

“Okay, so I should try this on, I guess,” he frowned, looking at the parcel and she nodded.

“Must be something nice… coming from Italy,” she smiled and suddenly regretted her words. “I only saw that it’s from Milan, I didn’t…”

He laughed and it sounded like the most beautiful thing she has ever heard.

“It’s okay! All good. Yeah, they send me awesome stuff now… it’s just really cool because I actually hate going shopping,” he chuckled, blushing himself.

She smiled at him. “Oh, I can’t relate. Shopping is my favorite hobby.”

He tilted his head to the side. “Yeah, well, that’s because you’re a girl… must be natural, eh?”

She laughed. “Yeah, yeah, I guess. So cliché.”

He smirked and she looked down, avoiding his burning gaze. “Okay, um… I’ll leave you alone now… so you can try your new stuff on and yeah…”

He smiled. “Okay, yeah, see you.”

“See you,” she breathed and tried to walk gracefully back into her condo.

Don’t trip, don’t trip. Don’t mess up.

She exhaled loudly, closing the door after her and let out a little groan.
She reached for her phone because she really needed to talk to her best friend now and she quickly typed OMG CALL ME into her phone, pressing send.


Shawn sighed in frustration, looking into his empty fridge.

Living alone was not as cool as he thought it would be. His clothes were dirty and scattered on the floor in front of his washing machine, there was nothing to eat and he missed his mom.

Coming back from tour to his new posh place felt good at first but now all he wanted was to go back to Pickering to eat his mom’s roast and he started to feel jealous of his little sister who got to sleep in a freshly made bed and eat home cooked food all the time.

He groaned, looking at the stove. There was no salt. He had used everything his mom had given to him and he looked down at the chicken he was trying to make taste somewhat eatable.

He bit down on his bottom lip, turning down the John Mayer song he was listening to.
He could go to the supermarket and actually buy food – and get mobbed in the process.

Or he could ask her.

He was pretty positive that she had salt in her perfectly tidy condo with a full fridge and nice flowers everywhere. She looked like a girl who had flowers in her apartment.

And nice pillows.

He shook his head, trying to clear his mind. But he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t stop thinking about her.

Those long, lean legs. Her nice ass, he got a good look at when she walked back to her condo.

The outlines of her obviously nicely shaped breasts through that grey band shirt and he licked his lips again.

He was feeling frustrated, coming back from tour. He was needy, antsy somehow and he had felt hot and bothered, closing the door after receiving his parcel.

Leaning against the door he had to cup himself through his pants adjusting his cock that had started to stir against his boxers that were getting all tight around his dick as she had turned around and he had watched her hips sway slightly.

There were thoughts in his head. Thoughts he shouldn’t have about a girl he didn’t know.
Inappropriate thoughts crossing his mind. About her. Naked. Moaning his name. Panting. Legs spread and back arched.

He tugged at his hair in desperation. He shouldn’t feel like this about a girl he just met but the way she blushed and rambled made him want to be dominant with her. Be rather rough. Take her from behind maybe because he loved that position and she would feel him deep inside of her.

He felt guilty, thinking that. She probably had a boyfriend anyway. And Shawn would leave for Brazil soon. So that was that.

He hesitated a bit before knocking on her door. But he took a deep breath, fixed his hair and knocked.

His heart started to race, hearing footsteps.

She opened the door and he shoved his hands into the pockets of his pants.

“Hi!” he said, his voice cracking a little. “So this thing about needing something came sooner than expected,” he said with an amused huff and she smiled up at him.

“Yeah, I guess?”

“Well, I just came home from tour and the only thing that is in my fridge is some mustard and disgusting smelling milk and I wanted to cook something but I ran out of salt,” he frowned a little, his cheeks turning pink. “That’s why I was wondering if - um – if I could borrow some?”

She nodded, giving him a beautiful genuine smile and his heart did a stupid little jumpy thing he didn’t know it could make until then.

“Sure! I got you.”

She turned around and he was about to drool. He shamelessly stared at her ass and he didn’t want to be like this. Lusting over her like some horny teenager. But he couldn’t help himself.
He totally had the hottest neighbor in all of Canada.

She came back from the kitchen. “There you go,” she smiled and his fingertips brushed over hers as he took the small package from her.

“Thank you so much! You saved me from starving! I mean I could always order pizza but I’m trying to impress my mom.”

She let out a soft giggle. “Good luck with the cooking, it smells like you burned something though.”

He looked over his shoulder in an alarmed way. “Oh, fuck, yeah, I should go look after that! Thanks again!”

And with that he ran back into his apartment, trying to save his dinner.


She looks at her freshly baked cupcakes and knows that there is no way she would eat all of that. She had baked too many cupcakes and couldn’t stop thinking about knocking on his door.

She found it way too cute how he had nothing in his fridge and here she was, practically surrounded by food.

That’s why she takes two cupcakes, arranging them on a plate. This time she is prepared. With gloss on her lips, wearing her favorite bra and a nice t shirt, denim jeans and flip flops. All wavy hair and bare tanned legs. She knocks. And waits.

Maybe he isn’t home.

She is about to turn around as she hears footsteps. And there he is.

Shirtless.

Fucking shirtless, only wearing some sweatpants he must have thrown over in a hurry.

“Hey,” he pants, looking at her, slightly confused.

“Hi! Oh. I’m sorry. Didn’t want to disturb!” she says, no, gasps.

He looks almost photoshopped. Ripped abs, defined v line, pecks and arms, defined and muscular. 

She swallows thickly, looking down.

He looks over his shoulder, an alarmed look on his face. “You aren’t! All good. Can I - er - help you?”

“No, no. I just baked those and have some left over and I thought you might like some?” she says tentatively, holding up the little plate.

He smiles in a genuine way, looking very grateful. But still tense.

“That’s so sweet. Thank you very much!”

He presses his lips together, hearing the high-pitched, female voice coming from his bedroom.

“Shawn? Who is that?”

A blonde girl comes up behind him, looking like she’s on the cover of Sport’s Illustrated or something, wearing nothing but a large men’s shirt.

And now she knows where his shirt is.

On some blonde bombshell with a D cup.

Silicone probably.

“Oh,” she squeals. “Cupcakes? Awesome!” the blonde girl grabs one, grinning at Shawn.

“Who’s that, Shawn? Your neighbor?”

Shawn looks flustered and his cheeks are red. As well as his ears.

“Yeah… that’s my neighbor.” He awkwardly introduces them and he shakes his head slightly - desperate -  at his pretty neighbor who looks shell shocked with her plate in hand.

As if he wanted to say no no she’s not my girlfriend. She’s just an one night stand. Meaningless. I swear. I was thinking about you all the time. Imagining you under me. Because you drive me crazy.

“Um-well,” she blurts out. “I should… leave, I’m sorry. Bye,” she hands Shawn the plate as if it had burned her and almost runs into her condo, leaving an embarassed Shawn behind.

He closes the door, groaning in frustration. That was not what he had planned. This shouldn’t have happened.

His one night stand should have left hours ago but she was clingy and annoying and Shawn was too polite to kick her out. But it was time now.

The blonde girl is nibbling on the icing of the cupcake and Shawn picks her clothes up, holding them up.

“Hun, I really should work now, sorry but… you know…” he says, sounding annoyed.

Her eyes widen. “Oh, I see,” she says, sounding ice cold. “I’ll leave. I get it.”

He sighs, turning around so that she could get dressed.

“Bye, Shawn! And don’t ever call me again! Asshole!” she spits out, leaving his place and he slams the door shut. 

“Yeah, bye” he snorts angrily. Just to huff a frustrated “fuck!” afterwards, letting himself fall onto his couch, hitting a pillow in frustration.


He slams his hand against her door. But she won’t open. Of course not.

“Hey! I know you’re home! Come on! Please! Open the door!” he yells.

He rings the bell again. Over and over until it starts to get annoying.

She opens the door with an annoyed huff.

“What?” she hisses. “I’m working on a paper and I need to concentrate. If you would stop ringing my doorbell- that would be nice. Thanks,” and she proceeds to slam the door into his face.

He’s quick, sliding a huge foot into the doorframe.

“No! Wait!”

She rolls her eyes at him, opening the door again.

“Your plate! Here!” he awkwardly holds it up, handing it over to her. “Tasted so good, really! Thank you!”

“Mhm,” she breathes out in an annoyed way. She isn’t exactly mad at him. She’s mad at herself. For believing that she would actually have the tiniest bit of a chance with this guy who looked like a young god and lived the superstar lifestyle. Fucking blonde bombshells included.

“She isn’t - that wasn’t - that girl is not my girlfriend,” he blurts out.

“I don’t care, Shawn”

“Okay. Just wanted to make that clear. I don’t have a girlfriend.”

“Okay.”

“Okay?” he frowns, brows furrowed, curls messy and bopping a little.

“What do you want to hear? I don’t care about your love life or whatever… we don’t even know each other.”

She looks him in the eye, looking dead serious.

He licks his lip nervously and steps closer so that he towers over her, hands on either side of the doorframe. He looks down at her and gulps, tilting his head a little. 

“Wanna, like– I mean, if you’re not busy… We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?” he asks, feeling his cheeks get bright red as well as the top of his ears and he shifts his weight from one foot to another.

She tilts her chin up a bit.

“I have to see about that - I actually am busy right now.”

She sounds distant and he sighs.

“Come on… please… I’d love to get to know you.”

She nibbles on her bottom lip. And he wants to kiss her so bad. Part those pretty lips with his and slip his tongue into her mouth. 

He wants, wants, wants her.

“Really?” she says, barely audible.

She knew there were girls out there who would sell their souls for this. A date with Shawn Mendes.

He nods. Eyes dark.

“I’m not who you think I am. I don’t have a different girl every night,” he says quickly.

“I know what you’re thinking. That I’m some stupid teenage star who has a lot of hook ups and gets drunk in fancy bars but I’m not!” he adds. “I’m a regular dude. Really.”

She shrugs. “I don’t really think ‘bout you so you’re good.”

His face falls. “O-okay, right, yeah. I shouldn’t have assumed that.”

His shoulders hang a bit as well as his head and he wants to turn around but she holds him back. “No wait! Sorry, that was kinda rude. I’m just- I mean… coffee would be nice,” she breathes out and his face lights up again.

It frustrates her how freaking adorable he looks like that, smiling, looking like a lovesick puppy.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I mean- it’s just coffee, right?”

“Just coffee,” he grins.

And he’s already so involved in this. He loves the chase. The thrill. And he can’t wait for what’s to come. 

Makin’ Magic Happen

Porn Star!Sam x Porn Star!Reader AU—So entirely NSFW

Originally posted by itsokaysammy

Summary: You get to work with Sammy Winchester for the first time, Mr. Big Cock Super Star
Pairing: Sam/Reader
Word Count: 5.9k
Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, oral sex (both female and male receiving), kinda choking, hair pulling, spanking (like, only one little spank, but it’s a good one), come play. It’s filthy porn, y’all.
A/N: This is the prelude to a series I’m currently working on. So, get used to reading Sam as a porn star. And maybe—just maybe—some other spn characters as well. Guess you’ll have to wait ;)
update: some users have had trouble opening the fic on Tumblr, so here is the AO3 link if you find yourself unable to open it as well. Sorry for the inconvience!


You walk on set in your typical fashion—hair tied up in a messy bun, prescription glasses resting on the bridge of your nose, wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt with a grande latte with double espresso in your freshly manicured hand. Part of you dreads how long the day is going to be with shooting and scene preparation, while the other part buzzes with excitement.

“You ready for your scene today?” Penny, your agent, asks, face glowing with just as much excitement. You give her an enthusiastic smile and a quick nod. “Good,” she smiles back, hands coming up to grab at your shoulders, her deep green eyes catching yours. “Sammy’s the best in the business. I hear his cock’s insured for a million dollars.”

“That seems a bit drastic,” you murmur before finishing off your latte.

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psa for college freshman

hey, whats up, hello! so you’re gonna be a freshman and you’re probably moving in real soon, and you might be excited but also nervous, not to worry i got you! here are some tips and tricks and general advice based on my own experience. 

okay so step by step:

MOVE IN

okay so this is easily the most stressful thing about the first week of school. you gotta get all of your stuff into a tiny dorm if it’s a big room i am literally so jealous my dorm was like a prison so don’t freak out, stay cool and pack efficiently!

  • try not to overpack, it’s really easy to believe you’ll need everything you’re bringing but trust me you won’t even look at half of it
    • a good tip for this is, if you don’t use it at home, don’t bring it to school! (plus it’s really easy to just buy stuff you need on amazon so don’t forget that that’s an option too)
  • if you’re going to a school that deals in snow, DON’T bring that stuff (jackets/hats/boots/etc) with you when you move in. if you know you’re going to go home for a weekend before the snow sets in, definitely leave it at home and bring it with you later!
  • let your parents/guardians/friends/family help you move in. it might not seem like a big deal, but letting them help you will make them feel better. and if you don’t like how they arrange things, let it be! you have all semester to rearrange and settle in, they only have this one day, so just let them have it! also don’t forget to thank them when they leave!

ROOMMATES

ah yes, the wonderful concepts of roommates. i was lucky my freshman year, but some people aren’t

  • try and connect with them via facebook/school emails/phone, settling things like are you gonna share a mini fridge, microwave, coffeemaker and how you’re gonna decorate (if you’re into that) will help when you finally settle into your room
  • definitely go over ground rules once you’re all unpacked and settled in. my dorm had us go over a list of questions, come to an agreement, and sign it in case there were any future conflicts. cover things like: 
    • is it okay to have my friends sit at your desk or on your bed when you aren’t there?
    • how should we handle overnight guests?
    • do you want me to give you a heads up if i have friends coming over?
    • 100% agree to give each other a heads up on parents coming to your room
    • sharing food?
    • cleaning responsibilities
    • definitely definitely give each other a copy of your class schedule, and if you have classes at the same time maybe you can agree to make sure you’re both awake at the right time!
  • you don’t have to be bff’s with your roommate, sometimes it turns out that way and sometimes it doesn’t. what you do need to be is open and honest with your roommate. your year will be miserable (especially if you can’t switch roommates) if you don’t communicate with each other. don’t be afraid to tell them if something is bothering you. if you’re to nervous to do that or don’t like confrontation, talk to your RA or RD

so now that we got all that out of the way, here are some general tips about social things:

  • that whole keep your door open and people will come talk to you think is a load of bs. me and my roommate did that for weeks and no one came in. everyone is just waiting for someone else to take that chance. so go into peoples rooms and ask them if they wanna grab lunch/dinner! walk around and poke your head in their room! it might be awkward as hell but at least you’re trying :)
  • go to all (or as many) dorm activities as you can! this allows you to meet more people too even if the event is really dumb, at least show up. you always have the option to leave!
  • go to club meetings! even if you aren’t sure you want to stay in the club. it’s much harder or maybe just more awkward to join when you’re an upperclassmen, so try and get those roots down as soon as you can
  • that being said, you can always leave a group without any hard feelings. people do it all the time, so don’t be scared that once you go to one meeting you’re stuck in the group forever
  • don’t let anyone tell you that as a freshman you can’t get involved. if you want to, you can. there is absolutely nothing stopping you. you might have to work a bit harder but i know you can do it!
  • sometimes freshman year can suck, or at least have it’s moments. don’t give up. everything gets infinitely better as time goes one, i promise. if you’re having a tough time or feel isolated or overwhelmed, reach out to someone, a parent, friends from home, an old teacher, anyone really! don’t give up, things might get tough, but you ARE strong and you WILL get through it
Enter Infinite, things of note:

Let’s start here

two thoughts on who the character closer to the camera is: most likely answer is the player character, but I’m also sort of thinking from the b/w vibe that it might be the old concept sonic who was a rabbit? :<

can we take a second to talk about the glitchy bits that just APPEAR around him all the time?? because holy wow is that a cool effect t b h there’s one in front of his nose in this shot

this location is new and very neat???

okay, something mind controlly is definately going on. look at shadow’s eyes.

no reflection of light, very strained pupils. Infinite has done SOMETHING to him.

looks like eggman’s moustache is like on fire?? hwhat?? but he doesnt seem to care

zavok

zavok r u ok m8

infinite’s boots have his insignia on them. cool????

also here’s just in general a good shot of whats under his weird hair and stuff

that’s really all of the stuff i could find that wasn’t like, blatantly obvious finds!!!!! hope u enjoyed

  • Me: *sigh*
  • Cashier: What's wrong?
  • Me: It's the scent of this place. It's nostalgic. Reminds me of lavender scent of my grandmother's house. Even color of the walls remind me of the bygone era of my childhood; the dim sunsets of a fuzzy summer evenings, and faint memory of fading dreams.
  • Cashier: Ah, you want to start all over do you? I know the feeling. It's enough to drive me to the brink.
  • Me: Verily. At some point, I began to live my life in retrospect. The now doesn't matter anymore because everything has become so bland. What am I to do in this monotonous life when my happy times passed so long ago. It's as if-
  • Cashier: *turns into a 9 foot tall vibrating metal cube that deconstructs me at a molecular level and turns me into pure radium powder*
  • Guy, with that as fetish who actually wrote this post: *doesn't even jack it just looks at the screen all sweaty and breathing heavily*
  • Girlfriend: *walks into the room unannounced* Everything okay? You've been acting kind of strange recently.
  • Guy: *quickly closes all tabs* Oh, nothing. I'm just like. I'm... you know. I've been tired.
  • Girlfriend: *suspiciously* ...sure. Pizza's here by the way.
  • Guy: Okay, cool. I'll be right out. *wipes sweat from head*
  • Girlfriend: *texts best friend* He's definitely cheating. He just closed like twenty tabs on his computer!!!!!!!
  • Best Friend: Did you look through his browsing history?
  • Girlfriend: Yeah, it's all wikipedia pages about radioactive stuff. It's so fucking weird. He's either cheating or a terrorist.
  • Best Friend: That's creepy. I'd break up with him.
  • Girlfriend: I've been considering it, but it's complicated. I still feel so strongly about him. I don't want to ruin our relationship.
  • Best Friend: Sometimes you have to break things off with the people you care about the most. For a little bit anyway.
  • Girlfriend: Yeah, I get that. It's so hard though. I can't imagine life without him.
  • Best Friend: You have to do what you have to do. It's the only way to move forward. Getting stuck in a stagnant relationship can ruin you.
  • Girlfriend: I guess you're right...
  • Best Friend: *is wearing a full hazmat suit.*
  • Doctor: *walks up behind her* Jennifer, stop texting. We need you in the bottom.
  • Best Friend: Sorry, got it.
  • Best Friend: *descends in elevator, sees 9 foot tall humanoid ant corpse on the ground* Fucking gross! Do you know where it came from.
  • Doctor: No clue. It's why we called you here.
  • Best Friend: This isn't like any cryptid I've ever seen. It must be extraterrestrial in origin. Wait... is its body full of gummy worms? *hears the sound of the elevator going up behind her*
  • Best Friend: Doctor! Where are you going!? What the fuck!?
  • Doctor: Waves to her from the elevator.
  • Ant Humanoids: *appear from the shadows in the hundreds*
  • Best Friend: No, no, no, no! This can't be happening.
  • Ant Humanoids: *surround her*
  • Best Friend: Don't fucking come near me! I'm highly radioactive! You'll all die if you eat me.
  • Ant Humanoid in the back: *listening to comic book podcast*
  • Podcast Guy 1: So when it comes to Superman, I feel like there are actually two characters. Clark Kent, the man. Then there's Superman, the ideal. They're the same person but represent very different aspects of him.
  • Podcast Guy 2: Comic books are fucking stupid, my dude. *cellphone buzzes* Hold up, I gotta take this.
  • Podcast Guy 2: *gets an alert that his favorite fetish forum has updated, licks lips fuckingly*
  • Podcast Guy 2: *under breath* Oh yeah. A new radium dust sexual fanfic. Can't wait to tweak my noodle to this! Zoo wee mama!
  • Podcast Guy 1: What did you just say.
  • Podcast Guy 2: Nothing, man. We were talking about Superman. Let's continue with that.
  • Podcast Guy 1: Yeah, as I was saying. Superman would definitely be a power bottom and
Bullies Be Gone Pennywise x Reader

Pennywise x Reader

Requester: anonymous

Prompt: (You can totally ignore this) can you write a pennywise/reader where the reader gets bullied constantly for being a student who was held back but can hide it well agaisnt penny (they are really close) but he still notices something up so he decides to spy on and finds out all the bulling. You can end it however you want ^^ thank you in advance

Warning: Bullying 

Note: Enjoy! 

Originally posted by sekiallforbc

Originally posted by thepumpkinqueenn

Originally posted by bibliosana

Pennywise noticed it once again.

Every time he came to visit recently something had been off about you. Wether it was your smile or something deeper Pennywise just couldn’t put his finger on it. He couldn’t even tell if you were hiding something from him.

Today however when he came to visit he noticed you were looking at a few bruises decorating your arm. He gently tapped on the window and you looked over surprised before yanking your sleeve down and walking over to the window.

You knelt on the bed as you threw open your window letting the clown climb in.

“Hey Penny what’s up?” You asked.

The usual excitement and happiness in your voice seemed to not be there.

“Well…not much really. How was school?”

That seemed to be the wrong thing to ask and you avoided eye contact by looking down at the ground. Pennywise knew you were self conscious because you had to stay back a grade in 1st due to self esteem and confidence issues.

Perhaps that’s the issue?

“…okay.” You shrugged.

“Just okay?” The clown asked.

“I mean I had to deal with homework and all that stuff.” You replied turning your head towards him but your eyes darting anywhere else but Pennywise.

“Something’s wrong kiddo. I can tell.” Penny scoffed.

“I told you, nothing’s wrong. I’m cool. I’m fine.” You ranted.

“(Name)-”

“Penny! I’m fine okay?! Just…rough day again. Now how about we watch some movies. Do you want Peter Pan or Aladdin?”

“Peter Pan.” Penny replied.

You and him watched the movie but Pennywise felt alone. He noticed you were continuously drifting off into space or rubbing at the spots where your bruises were occasionally.

You weren’t like yourself who would rant if something didn’t make sense in the movie, squeal when a couple kissed, and overall just being hyper and talkative. Instead you were more like an empty, hollow, shell.

Penny had to leave when the movie ended around 9 and kissed your head just before he left.


The next day Pennywise was watching you at school as an average bird sitting in one of the trees next to your classroom window. Penny always respected your privacy but he was curious why you were so…depressed lately.

He occasionally prumed himself and flew away like other birds to keep you from being suspicious. The one thing he hated was the bell that rang constantly making his ears ring from how loud and obnoxious they were.

The period ended a few minutes ago so you should have arrived to class soon since your last class was on the second floor of the same building. You rushed in just as the bell rang your sweatshirt shoulder slumped and binders held like you had scooped them up in a rush.

You hurried to the back of the class and sat down at the desk which Pennywise could see everything around it from where he was. The teacher began and the clown in disguise noticed that you kept your head low and seemed mute.

He also noticed a few girls were snickering looking towards your general direction. His guess was proven when one of them pointed directly at you which ruffled his feathers. Eventually the teacher left the class to print out more copies of an assignment trusting his students to behave.

Of course they didn’t.

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Okay so I keep reading posts where the kids go out to buy Eri new clothes, which is great, but consider this:

Momo can make all sorts of stuff right? Including clothes. So what if she makes Eri some clothes?

Specifically: Momo makes Eri a copy of everyone’s costume because she saw the class training in them and thought they looked really cool. With that being said, may I present for your consideration:

Eri sticking her tongue out and playing leap frog in Tsuyu’s costume. (Tsuyu hugs her on sight and spends like an hour playing leap frog with her. Eri going “kero kero” is the highlight of her day.)

Running around in Bakugou’s costume going “Boom!” at random things and people. (He tries very very hard not to smile when he sees her doing this, and fails miserably. Then Eri yells out one of his “Bakugou-isms” and he runs over to get her to stop before someones hears her and he’ll get a lecture on controlling his mouth around her. Again.)

Sneaking around in Denki’s costume and zapping people with static while giggling. (Denki thinks this is the best thing ever, “Why didn’t I think of that?” He gets his answer when he tries it on Bakugou. He decides to leave the static zapping to the pros, like Eri.)

And a bunch of other cute stuff I can’t think about right now but imagine, Eri in every student’s costume.  

The Old College Try (Lin/Reader roommate AU)

Summary: You spent the summer before your freshman year of college thinking your roommate was going to be a girl named Lin. When you get to campus, that’s not what you find.

Part One: In which there are rooming assignment mishaps, salsa dancing, and Lunchables.  

You can find Part Two here!

You can find Part Three here!

Note: Write-a-thon Day 1! This can probably stand alone, but I’m tentatively calling it Part 1 out of 3. College!Lin is hard to walk away from, and I have plans for him.

Rating: T

Words: 2803

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princess [draco malfoy]

request: nonexistent! this was directly out of my mind (’:

word count: ~3700

a/n: good jesus christ this one took far too long to write. this is my first post of the blog, though, so color me excited for what’s to come! also i’m so tired. this has drained my energy for some reason. ugh. please do request though i have nothing to write and my ideas sort of go everywhere when i don’t have a solid idea in mind! thanks for reading! <3

summary: in which a sarcastic comment has draco calling you “princess”. he’s also kind of an ass. a very attractive, rude ass. (contains swearing ofc)

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Okay, but Yuri at some point realising that “Being friends with Beka is lit and stuff, but actually I want to kiss and hold hands”, and deciding he needs to do something about it, but the same time they meet he becomes a blushy mess? Like, he looks at Otabek longer than one second and all the thoughts like shit he’s so cool what I even thought I can’t tell him this damn he’s looking at me keep it cool and every time Otabek smiles at him, he becomes flaming torch. 
And everyone is like “wtf is happening is Yuri sick? He never blushes”, and Otabek is worried the most because it’s he’s Yura who barely talks next to him and excuses himself to the toilet 5 times in an hour (and Otabek is the one who invents word pinning in this universum, so he’s very worried). 
And when Yuri comes back, even more redder than before, Otabek is standing concerned in front of him and hands on Yuri’s cheeks, forcing him to look into his eyes and asking “What’s wrong with you?” and Yuri can only sigh dramatically and reply “Your face is wrong. Kiss me or I will die here”. 
You know what happens next.

How to make a pumpkin head

Since I defs didn’t want to carve a real pumpkin to put on my head and get nasts pumpkin insides all over my hair I decided to paper mache one. Unfortunately there was no good tutorials anywhere so I will share my trial and error knowledge.

First I got some supplies: 1 Punch balloon (they’re rounder and larger they regular balloons), some paper mache stuff in a bag, cardboard, a glue gun, paint, sculpey clay, tape, some news paper and some water and flour mixed together.

I then put at least three - five paper mache layers of newspaper with flour water on the balloon. I also measured my head and left an opening at the bottom. (NOTE: Don’t put tape on the balloon and try to peel it off after you’re done paper macheing, RIP)

After that’s all dry I put glue gunned some cardboard onto it to give it some pumpkin like ridges.

Then I filled the gaps between the cardboard and the newspaper with the paper mache in a bag stuff. Wait for it to dry. (Note: Don’t pop balloon until the paper mache in a bag stuff is dry cause it holds a LOT of water and your paper mache project will sink, RIP) After that I popped the balloon and lightly dampened the top with a sponge and water until it was wet enough to slowly press down into more of a pumpkin shape.

After it’s all dry I taped a stem I made out of card board on the top and put another layer or two of newspaper mache over top.

More drying wait time (you can use your oven on the lowest setting to make it dry faster) then I sanded it down and cut out a face with an exacto blade.

I added a little bit of backing behind the face on the inside with the paper mache in a bag to give it more of a 3D look which wasn’t that noticeable but oh well, it kidna worked… After all that stuffs done I painted it all white otherwise the newsprint would bleed through and make my colours not as bright, I also added some sculpey clay to the brow area to give it some more emotion in which I used an iron to dry it with cause it was too late to put it in the oven with paint all over it (Note: Put clay on before painting).

I sprayed it with a sealer before painting colours on it cause I find acrylics do weird things sometimes. After it was all dry I begin to paint.

I also painted the inside a red and added a kinda head rest thing on the inside since when I pushed the top down it made an uncomfortable point at the top when putting it on your head. Then once it was all dry I sprayed it with some more sealer, added some cool stuff like stitches with some ribbon and blood which I used nail polish for a shiny effect and put in some lights which weren’t very effective when my head was in the pumpkin but that’s okay, it still looked cool.

And that’s that!

Hope this helps some people, Enjoy!

Dave raps under his breath a lot without really thinking about it, and while on the meteor everybody else just kind of gets used to it and filters it out like you would with a ticking clock or a humming refrigerator. Karkat has a harder time ignoring it, but he doesn’t really mind it all that much since it’s obvious Dave doesn’t even know he’s doing it. After he and Dave grow closer as bros, he even starts to like it and takes time out whenever there’s a quiet moment to just listen to whatever Dave’s mumbling.
This goes on for awhile until one day while they’re working in Can Town, Karkat starts laughing for some reason, and Dave can’t figure out why. At first, Karkat won’t tell him why he’s laughing, but eventually he admits that it’s because of something Dave said.
That’s fine and all, but the thing is, Dave doesn’t even know what he said. In fact, at least half of what he says is lost the moment it leaves his mouth. Karkat thinks that’s a total shame, because some (just some) of what he says is pure gold.
After some internal debate on his part, Karkat decides that the best course of action is to write down everything Dave says in case he wants to actually use it in a rap later. It becomes clear pretty quickly that Dave gets distracted too easily by Karkat’s presence and his scribbling whenever Dave so much as opens his mouth. Karkat gets nothing usable for that day and gives up.
A few days later, he gets a new plan. It’s the same as before, only this time he’s going to keep hidden and follow Dave around. It works out pretty well, Karkat’s pretty sneaky when he wants to be, and his hand can barely keep up with how fast Dave’s talking. He fills up almost the whole notebook with Dave’s junky speech. He’s really proud of himself until he actually reads what he wrote down.
The next day, Karkat has Dave sit down with him and shows him his notebook. At first Dave doesn’t get it, it’s a notebook filled with Karkat’s messy all caps scrawl, what’s so special about it? But then he flips through it and he recognizes the words written in it. Karkat takes the notebook back and asks if Dave wouldn’t mind him reading some of his favorite passages out loud. Dave gives him the okay, and Karkat flips through it until he finds the spot he wants.
At first, it’s just normal stuff about dicks and references and memes and whatever. Totally normal, average stuff he would have said to anyone at anytime. Dave doesn’t mind, it’s actually pretty cool to hear his stuff coming out of Karkat’s mouth. But then Karkat flips the page again, gives Dave a meaningful look, and starts reading.
They both start to go a little red in the face as the subject of the next few pages becomes obvious.
They’re all about Karkat. It ranges from stuff like “sizzlin sassafrass, look at that hot ass” to how soft his hair is.
Karkat pauses, and for a second Dave thinks that’s the end of it, but then Karkat takes a deep breath and starts reading again. The subject’s still Karkat, but this time it’s different. This time it’s about how much Dave likes it when Karkat smiles and how his laugh is really really nice. Or how funny and clever and he just wants to talk to him all the time and how his day is just freaking MADE whenever he spends any time with his awesome best boyfriend wait he meant bro-
And then Karkat stops reading, and Dave can’t even look at him because his face is on fire and Karkat wasn’t supposed to KNOW. Not at all, not like this. This is terrible, the worst, how is he going to explain this? How?
Karkat takes Dave’s hand and grabs his attention long enough to hand him a folded up piece of paper. Dave takes it, but isn’t sure about opening it. Karkat’s face is as red as Dave’s. He opens it.
It’s a really shitty drawing of both of them holding hands, surrounded by little scribbled hearts.
Dave folds the paper back up and holds out his hand. His face is as bright red as his god tier pajamas, but he’s sure of what he’s doing. Karkat takes Dave’s hand and holds it tightly.
They sit on the couch and hold hands for a half an hour before the Mayor finds them to go work on Can Town some more.
It’s a good first date.

look i am all about people having as much safe healthy fun sex as they want but i am not super cool with the culture of sex positivity these days and promoting tons of super casual hookups like that’s a healthy choice for everyone… like the prominence of hookup culture in social media and stuff isn’t good for young girls to be seeing as the only option. it’s totally okay to say yes to as much sex as you want but i think a more important message to be spreading is that it is just as cool and just as feminist to say “no.” 

and before anyone suggests that this is slut-shaming or whatever i just want to say that i hooked up with a lot of guys in my early teens and it really fucked me up and i regret basically every one of those encounters. im not saying it’s this way for everyone but it was really damaging for me to believe so strongly in the whole idea of casual sex being somehow super feminist and liberating and i just wish that saying no was considered as cool as saying yes is.

HEY THERE! STOP SCROLLING!

Um, hi! I’m Steven! Steven Universe.

Sorry to interrupt your blogging, but I’ve got something super important to say! I promise it won’t take long, so just hear me out, okay? 

I just wanted to say… 

well done. 

I know sometimes life might be hard! Trust me, I know all about that, and.. sometimes, you might think you can’t get up in the morning, or you don’t feel like eating orr doing anything, but.. you’re still here. You’re fighting through the hard times, you’re still going, even though it’s super tough, and i’m so proud of you guys for that!

Sometimes, your own mind can tell you some pretty bad stuff, that you’re not special or important, but that’s not true. You’re totally important! You’re a human being! You’re unique in every way. No-one in the universe is like you, you’re the only you there’ll ever be, isn’t that cool? Don’t let other people get you down. 

If things are hard right now, it’s okay to take a break, you need to look after yourself. drink some water, take a nap, just take the world one step at a time. It’s not always going to be easy, but there’ll always be someone out there who cares, and.. well, I care, too! 

Take care of yourselves, okay? You guys are super important. You all make the Earth worth protecting!

I guess that’s it, really. Thanks for listening.

Bye! I love you!

so the other night i was rewatching the first episode of s3 of Skam and my dad was there, got really invested because I’d told him a bit about it, and now i guess we’re rewatching it together (we’re on ep2. idk how this is gonna progress but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ) I sent an ask about this to @tarjeiandhenrik but the whole thing is so funny that I want to document it officially. So here we go, SKAM sesong 3, in my dad’s words.

idk what this is forgive me 

 episode one

 • “do your friends also smoke weed" was the first thing he said so gREat start 

• he laughed at Isak saying Emma looked like Eleven from Stranger Things 

 • not rlly relevant but we laughed @ the Italian subtitles cause they’re so cringeworthy but we couldn’t watch it with English ones cause he doesn’t understand shit 

 • *isak takes out the pill for emma* “oh he has all the drugs” sdfgklhg 

• *isak and emma make out* “you know what, she does look like the girl from stranger things" 

• “does he know he’s gay yet" 

 • he got mad @ isak hiding the weed at "his friend’s house" 

 • I explained to him that "his friend” was the main character of s1 (he’s seen like ten minutes of the first ep)

 • he realised isak was “the best friend” in s1 & he remembered jonas & got excited 

 • he likes jonas. jonas is cool.

 • *linn and eskild burst into the room* “who are these people" 

 • he audibly gasped when the camera focused on even for the first time at the cafeteria 

 • "honestly i want to see him try to get that weed back" 

• sana: "if there’s one thing I don’t like, is when people fuck their friends over” my dad: “she’s right you know, that was a bullshit move”

 • *even arrives at the Kosegruppa meeting* “why is he there he looks too cool for that stuff" 

 • *is confused @ even’s paper towel move* 

• "oh look they’re smoking weed again”

 • he LAUGHED @ even’s “joke” about sucking dick & then tried to hide it 

 • *emma sits down next to isak and even on the bench* “Eleven needs to learn a few things about signals”

• *end of episode* my dad: i’m really tired I think I’m gonna go to sleep

 me: okay goodnight 

 my dad: 

me: 

my dad:

me: what 

my dad: maybe we can,, like.. watch the second one tomorrow?

 me: *internally screaming* yeah sure okay

I just really, really want

The theory about Keith unintentionally hiding his true appearance to be true. I mean, it would make a lot of since. Look at all the other half galra.

(I’m sorry this is the only pic of all of them I had on my phone and I’m to lazy to find another so bare with the poor quality pls)

All of them have clear galra features. The most obvious being Zethrid and Narti.

Ezor, although she’s and orange-red color and that kinda throws you off at first, also looks pretty Galra.

(Pic is not mine. I found it on tumblr sonewhere while looking for reference on the extra altean markings. Thank you too the lovely who posted it.)

Look at this purple family. I am, like many others, going to asume they are galra. For one, dreamworks seems to keep purple as the color for just the galra, probably to avoid confusion and to make a clear distinction. Also the yellow eyes.

Anyway, so lets asume they are galra. Ezor looks alot like them in terms of face and body structure. If it weren’t for her long head thing and her skin color she’d look perfectly galra (unless of course they aren’t full galra but I’m not going to get into that here)

(I gave up and started googling pics aren’t you happy?)

Now lets look at Acxa.

She look a lot less Galra, yet she still has the head ridges many Galra have, the purple skin, and the yellow eyes. She is also pretty tall compared to humans or Alteans.

Lastly, Lotor.

Lotor is probably the least galra, actually. He looks nothing like a galra. He’s tall compared to humans and Alteans like Acxa (but they are both still ‘little’ to the galra). His skin is purple, but that’s about it. You could even say his white hair color is galra (as we’ve seen a few galra with white hair) but his long flowing locks are clearly Altean. The only thing that’s undeniably galra is his eyes (which are actually pretty similar to what Zarkon’s use to look like. At least when you look at them close up. There is a post about that somewhere…)

Anyway, what is my point your asking? Well, my point is that, even the half galra who don’t really look galra, still have some traits of a galra. Keith, however, has no traits.


Nada. Nothing. No Galra traits visible at all. This wouldn’t seem weird if you didn’t look at this closely. After all, at first you look at Ezor and think 'she’s half galra?’. Based on the 'rules’ that seem to follow a half galra, he should at least have yellow sclera. Out of all of the halflings (thats what I’m going to call them fir now) only Narti doesn’t have this trait, and that’s because she doesn’t even have eyes, but I’d say if she did have eyes, they’d have yellow sclera like the others. Ezor is not purple, but she has the structure of a galra. Zethrid is large a strong like a galra but has big fluffy ears (that kinda look like the ones on the video Pidge was examining in the first episode of season 3). Narti kinda resembles the type of Galra Zarkon is. If you zoom close on both of their mouths you can see the similarities (okay, yes, that sounds a little weird. But still) and well… you get the idea. From what I can gather, each halfling has at least two traits that are galra and not to mention obvious.

So why does Keith get to be the exception? While it is possible that a) Keith was hella lucky and his human traits beat the odds and won out against the galra ones, or b) Keith’s mother (or father cause really we don’t know at this point if we can trust his little vision) was only half galra themselves, I personally don’t think either of these are very likely.

'What do yoy mean, Star?’

Well, for one, I think its physically impossible for Keith to not have some traits of a galra. Yes, I know some people have talked about how his muscle structure and stuff is probably more galra, and that’s why he’s such a fast fighter and stuff, and I agree. However, like I said, I think he would at least have the yellow sclera. The only exception to that is Narti and she HAS NO EYES. He’s also tiny. All the others are at least bigger as a result, even if they aren’t the size of a galra. Keith, however, is just human size.

I’m not exactly an expert on genetics, but to me it doesn’t make a lot of since for Keith to look like he does.

Unless he’s hiding his appearance.

'I see what you’re saying, Star, but how could he be doing that? And how would he not know? How could he keep it going?’

Okay, yes. I know. I also know people have talked about this before. However, I’ve never seen anyone mention this before.

Yup. Loki. He is actually a frost giant. Upon being picked up he changes his appearance to look like an asgardian (how do you even spell that?) And his whole life everyone but his parents are fooled. Even Loki had absolutely no idea. It’s only after a frost giant tries to freeze his hand and it just turns blue does he suspect anything

You know what that kind of brings to mind?

While it is totally possible that this is a burn and not his skin changing as such, but still. It’s pretty similar, don’t you think?

I’ll admit the hand part is a little flimsy but still. My point of comparing him to Loki being that, Loki hid himself without even knowing he was doing it. I’d say something simiar is happening with Keith. He’s hiding what he really looks like without behind conscious of what he’s doing. I’m not saying he’s full on fluffy with a tail and stuff, I’d say he’s not far off of Acxa or Lotor.

But who knows.

(I know people have talked about this before but I wanted to put my own thoughts into it I guess?)

Every Kiss Has Meaning | Liam Dunbar Imagine

dt: @amylillian22

pairings: liam dunbar x reader

a/n: i really put a lot of work and thought into this so i hope you enjoy :)

a kiss on the forehead - we’re cute together.

The Mccall Pack weekly movie night; Just thinking about it would bring a smile to their faces. Being snuggled up with their closest friends and just spending hours watching movies, Eating food and spending time with the people closest to them. No worries would enter their mind at this time, Supernatural or Not.

There she was, Her head resting against Liams firm shoulder, Her hand pressed against his stomach as his arm was wrapped securely around her shoulder; Keeping her body close to him. They were both snuggled up against each others embrace, Their legs entangled with each other as they both laid under a warm blanket.

Both of them paying most of their attention towards the movie playing on Lydias flat screen, But part of their attention was still towards one another. Y/N would always relax when she felt Liams chest rising and falling at a steady pace under her hand; And Liam would often find comfort when Y/N would occasionally snuggle closer to him and place her head even deeper in the crook of his neck, Inhaling his calming musky scent.

Y/N let out a small chuckle when the movie played a funny scenario, Little dimples appeared on her cheeks when a small smile played on her lips. The sound of her sweet laughter caught Liams attention when he looked down at her, Mesmerised by her small yet bright smile and he swore he never heard a sweeter sound than her laughter. His eyes were filled with adoration at the sight of the one he loved snuggled up in his embrace, Never letting go of his touch.

When she felt his gaze towards her she lifted her head a bit to look at him, Only to find his eyes already on her.

“What?” She asked in a soft chuckle.

“Nothing, You’re just cute when you laugh.” He smiled at the sight of her cheeks heating up into a rosy pink at the sound of his sweet words.

“You’re such a dork.” She laughed quietly as she placed her head back on his shoulder.

“Thanks I love you too.” He joked before placing a soft but sweet kiss against her forehead only to pull away and see her look up at him; A wide smile on her lips and her eyes sparkling with pure adoration towards the boy sitting against her.

a kiss on the hand - i adore you.

The whole pack was gathered up around Scott Mccalls kitchen table, Discussing their latest threat.

While Scott and Stiles were explaining, The rest of the pack seemed all eyes and ears for what they were saying; This included Y/N.

Although she may be human she was still part of the pack, Part of it due to the fact that she was Liams girlfriend and part of it due to the fact that she surprisingly had a lot of knowledge when it comes to the supernatural. But knowing facts about the supernatural and battling against it were two very different things and Y/N still needed to adjust to that.

While Stiles explained about the Dread Doctors Liam glanced down at Y/N who stood right beside him. Her eyes were focused on Stiles and her lips were pulled in a tight line, It would often happen when she would focus on something; Seeing her standing beside him, Listening and focusing on something so important to him; He couldn’t help the small grin that appeared on his lips.

“Any questions?” Scott finally asked, pulling Liams attention back to him and Stiles. The rest of the pack stayed quiet and a few moments later they were all free to go home.

Liam and Y/N made their way out and started walking home, Just the two of them walking hand in hand in the cool air and the dim light shining from the moon and the few streetlights scattered around them.

While they were walking in comfortable silence Y/N noticed Liam sneaking glances at her every once in a while.

“Okay why do you keep looking at me?” She said softly.

“Hm? Oh- Nothing.” He chuckled.

“Come on what is it?”

“It’s just-, I love seeing how strong you are putting up with all of this supernatural stuff for me.” He said looking down at her with loving eyes, His hand holding hers even tighter.

“Liam, I’ll do anything for you. And if it means fighting werewolves and chimeras than that’s what I’ll do. But only if you’re by my side.” She smiled up at him.

“Trust me, I’ll never leave your side. Even if it’s the last thing I’ll do.” He said with a soft smile as he brought her hand up to his lips, Pressing a soft kiss on her knuckles.

If there was one thing Liam never failed at doing was leaving Y/N flustered with her heart fluttering and her cheeks painted pink; But with a smile on her lips.

a kiss on the neck - i want you, now.

She was sitting next to him on his bed; Algebra scattered around them and it seemed as if they were drowning in equations and calculations.

She was wearing one of his grey shirts which was way to big for her size, Explaining why it dropped off of her shoulder; Exposing part of her soft skin. This didn’t bother her but Liam definitely noticed it; And he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. He loved how focused she was in what she was doing, How she nibbled on her lower lip while she looked through her notes looking for the answer to this problem, He loved how completely beautiful she looked even when she had no makeup on, When she wore his clothes on her, When she let her hair just lay messily on her shoulders; Occasionally it would cover her face so she would tuck some of it behind her ear; He loved when she did that.

When she flipped her hair to one side, Exposing her neck; He almost lost it. He wanted her, He needed her, Now. And just moments later she felt his body move closer to her, She felt his warm breath sneak up against her shoulder sending shudders down her spine and goosebumps against her skin. He started pressing soft kisses against her shoulder slowly moving them up her jawline and onto her neck. He heard her breath hitch when he started pressing kisses under her ear; Against her sweet spot.

“Liam;” She managed to say as she looked down at him, His eyes a darker shade of crystal blue. He just smirked and continued peppering kisses along her neck, The soft kisses become more aggressive and open mouthed as he started nibbling on her soft spot sending shivers down her spine.

“Okay that’s it.” She said smirking as she pushed aside her notes and turned to him, Mashing her lips against his soft smooth ones. Their lips moving in sync with each other as her hands cupped his cheeks pulling him even closer to her, And before she knew it his hands were at her hips pulling her to straddle his hips.

She pulled away slightly to look at him, A smile plastered on her now swollen lips and her heart racing. God the ways this boy affects her.

a kiss on the shoulder - you’re perfect.

She stood there in front of the mirror applying her lipstick, Little did she know Liam was standing aside watching her intensely, Admiring how she put so much focus and effort into it. Once she was done she put the lipstick down on the table and moved to straighten her dress, She smoothed the edges and looked at every aspect of her body, Checking to see if everything was just like she wanted it to be.

She would adjust her dress, And tease her hair, And check her makeup time after time; All of this to make sure that she looked good for him. But no matter how she looked, He always thought she was beautiful, He always thought she was perfect.

He walked over next to her and stood behind her as she smiled once she noticed his presence next to her. He saw through the mirror how her eyes suddenly had a spark in them, He saw how the ends of her lips twisted up into a bright smile; And that would be enough for him to smile brightly himself.

He placed his hands on her waist pulling her body closer to his, earning a small giggle from her. He then placed a small but soft kiss on her exposed shoulder before lifting his head back up to look at her.

“Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?” He whispered in her ear sending shudders down her spine.

“Well you may have mentioned it a couple times.” She chuckled as she wrapped her arms on top of Liams that rested on her waist.

“You are beautiful.” He said softly as she turned her head to look at him.

“You really think so?”

“Absolutely.” He smiled before pressing another soft kiss against her shoulder, The moment his smooth lips met her soft skin he could hear her heart flutter and he felt her skin burning up as the heat rises to her cheeks, Painting them a shade of rosy pink that could make Liams heart flutter every time he saw it.

a kiss on the lips - i love you.

The clock was showing 30 seconds left for the game and Liam was running on the opposite side of Scott, Both of them running towards the goal. Y/N was standing on the bleachers next to Lydia, Her fingers crossed and pressed against her lips as she whispered almost inaudibly a small prayer for Liam.

“Come on Liam you can do this.” She said softly, Liam sneaked a glance at her on the bleachers when he heard her quiet words; With just a seconds glance he felt strength and adrenaline pump though his veins as he signaled for Scott to pass him the ball. He catches it with ease and throws it into the goal, Scoring smoothly the winning point with just two seconds left until the buzzer goes off.

Within seconds the crowd went wild and The whole team practical swallowed Liam, Y/N rushed down the bleachers and on to the field searching for her boyfriend not knowing that Liam never lost sight of her as he made his way through the dozens of people to reach her.

Once he found her she quickly noticed him, A huge smile on her lips as she rushed towards him practically jumping on to him. He caught her with ease as he wrapped his arms around her waist tightly; Her hands placed around his neck as she mashed her lips against his, In an almost bruising force. The kiss was sweet but yet passionate and intimate, For a short moment they forgot all about the game, And the win, And the dozens of people scattered around them; For a short moment they felt as if they were one, As if it was only the two of them in their own world. Only Y/N and Liam, Liam and Y/N.

They both pulled away panting slightly, They could now see each others features up close. Liam saw Y/Ns bright smile, Her small dimples, He saw how clear her eyes looked, How they had that spark of light in them. Y/N saw how Liams hairline was slightly sweaty when the little hairs framing his face were stuck to his forehead, She saw how much light and life his crystal blue eyes held, Just looking into his eyes would bring a smile to her face, As if every time she looked into them she would be mesmerised by the electrifying blue they had in them.

“I’m so proud of you.” She said softly. You could see in Liams eyes how much that short sentence meant to him.

“I couldn’t have done it with out you.” He said as he pulled her closer into his embrace.

I love you Liam.” She said softly against his shoulder.

I love you too.” He said looking down at her before connecting yet again his lips to hers, And just like their other kiss; The moment their lips touched, They were in their own world, They were one.

And there was nothing in this world, Supernatural or not, That could change that.

anonymous asked:

So I feel this is important in helping to resolve the tension of discourse in this fandom. So I have read a sheith meta analysis on why they ship them and as a klance shipper, it was very eye opening. So ( assuming you also ship klance) what made you like klance as a ship. What appeal did it have? Because whilst I look very this ship with my whole heart, I couldn't for the life of me phrase my thoughts very coherently or explain it as fluidly and in depth as your metas. Have a great day!

well i don’t like bringing up discourse-y topics on my blog, but i’m happy to explain what drew me to klance so much.

right off the bat they were set up as “”rivals”” and everything, but it didn’t feel like the whole rival thing was taken too seriously. at least for Keith, Lance takes it a bit seriously but he’s gotten better and more lax over the course of the show. their relationship has always kinda felt like an old married couple to me, in a sense. the way they bicker is amusing, because it’s always light hearted. it’s never super serious. and when they tease each other, it really reminds me of middle schooler flirting. like it really does! i had a friend when i was little who i kinda grew up with and, while we never out-right admitted it or fully acknowledged it, we did like each other. and we teased each other the same way lance and keith do all the time. like, no joke, they remind me of me and my old friend /so/ much. especially when Lance was trying to hit Keith with one of those squishy spores and it started a fun, lighthearted squishy spore fight. did you see the look on Keith and Lance’s face? they were just,,, having so much fun play fighting and messing with eachother i’m die,,

but, besides the way i see their canon relationship, klance as a ship has a very charming aesthetic to it that i’ve fallen in love with. they’re like two sides of the same coin, they’re polar opposites while still having a lot in common with each other. and while they do have their petty arguments, and while Lance appears to have some degree of insecurity that surrounds Keith which lead him to see him as a rival, i truly think they have the potential to help each other grow as people. they already help balance each other out, Keith is a take action now kind of guy while Lance is a lets sit and wait and think it through first sort of guy. they motivate each other to do better. even though the whole rivalry thing isn’t really that serious, they push eachother to outbest eachother and bring out sides within themselves that you don’t see brought out around anyone else. Lance brings out a more relaxed, easygoing, playful side in Keith. Keith brings out a more responsible, take action, leadership side in Lance. like… i’m not even trying to reach here, either. when Keith wants to go charge in and wreck shit, Lance is usually the one to question his judgement and is like “woah stop and think this through dude like is this really the best course of action??” and then whenever Lance is just…being Lance, goofing off, saying dumb shit, Keith will jump in and start acting playful and competitive too. they just have this interesting affect on eachother that brings out character traits within themselves you don’t usually see brought out very often. it’s really…heartwarming, in my opinion. and like, you can see over the course of the show the way they start to warm up to eachother and you can clearly see that they do care about eachother, no matter how they may try to deny that. Keith was eager to get Lance out of the pod and make sure he was okay, like he was acting SOOOO impatient, jabbing at the glass, pouting when Allura told him to stop, GRINNING when Lance got out of the pod…..and then Lance, the way he was bragging about how cool Keith is to the Yupper in season 2. just, the look on his face says everything

^ he made these faces when bragging about all the cool stuff Keith does. i just…….they do care about eachother. even if you’re not looking at it in a romantic light, you can’t say they don’t. 

but anyway, like i said they have a lot of potential to help eachother grow as people and as paladins. they already motivate eachother to do better, and i’m really excited to see how they develop in season 3….cause with their leader gone, and keith supposedly having to lead the group, there’s no way Lance isn’t gonna jump in and take up his own leadership role along side Keith. someone’s gonna have to balance out keith’s recklessness, and lance is already well aware of how hot headed he is.