look at this look at the cute just look are you lookin

dear person reading this:

  • your crooked teeth make your lovely smile extremely cute and endearing  (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧
  • your splotches of freckles? yeah, those are places where the galaxies whirling inside of you leaked out to radiance their brilliancy into the world
  • your thighs touch? that’s a GOOD thing. you’re getting proper nutrition! you have muscles! d o  n o t  b e  a s h a m e d!!!! also, thigh gaps are awesome too! anything related to thighs is awesome! all thighs are different because every person is different, and honestly, why does it matter what your thighs look like?? people who are bothered by thighs are weak tbh
  • “bingo arms”???? listen up: you only have bingo arms when you’re WINNING. otherwise why would you be yelling “bingo”?? thought so. you’re a winner – you can do anything you set your incredible mind to!
  • your hair is so unbelievably gorgeous and don’t you deny it. don’t forget to style it, dye it, try new shampoos with it, as long as you want to! your hair is your own, whether it be frizzled or dry or thick or thin – be proud of that, and remember that you can always change it up!
  • your eyes are not too small, or too big, or too wide apart, or too ugly. your eyes are your own mortal doorway into your soul, expressing your thoughts and emotions in dazzling swirls and hues for others to decipher. don’t be afraid to cry, don’t be disgusted by the crinkles at the corners when you smile, don’t hate on the small, microscopic blood vessels running through them. don’t lock your door out of needless shame!
  • scars!!! scars are so cool! they’re visual results from a chapter that makes up the story of your life! no matter where scars are, don’t be conscious of concealing them! ppl loVE scars! even the tiny lil ones! anyone who has a scar is automatically known as an ultimate badass sorry that’s the rule
  • same goes for stretch marks! those little ripples on your thighs, your hips, your waist, your belly? those mean that you’ve GROWN. your body has adapted frequently throughout your life, and leaves those little ripples as little hints of your amazing journey from babyhood to adulthood! (or maybe you’re just a mystical ocean god/goddess and those waves are symbols of your enormous power, onlookers should be on the lookout)
  • sorry, did you say you had a pig nose? do you even kNOW how cute piggies are you should be PROUD of your nose cAUSE U CUTE
  • long, thin nose? p l s. that just means you’re king/queen of everything. don’t deny it. you know how powerful you truly are
  • tummy rolls? everyone has them. seriously, no matter how thin a person may seem, tummy rolls are inevitable. you are not alone! tummy rolls rock! ROCK THOSE TUMMY ROLLS!
  • trust me, barely anyone see your feet anyways. besides, feet aren’t that bad – how do you think your hands would look if they walked everywhere over the earth’s rough terrain? feet are hella 
  • ears are so cool omg they’re like fingerprints, unique to you and you only! plus you can pierce them! repeatedly! how cool is that? ears are best
  • do nOT be anxious about flaunting your legs! wear that short skirt! wear those shorts! own that bikini! your legs are marvelous! ppl would kill for a pair of dandy lookin legs like yours! pale or tan, legs are glorious! L E G S
  • lips. lips. do you know how many magic tricks your lips are able to perform? the formation of words, the ability to smile or frown, the ability to express, to kiss, to wear makeup; lips are ethereal and exquisite in all forms!
  • #1 tip: your eyebrows are always on fleek  (▰˘◡˘▰)
  • and lastly: you are not dumb. you are not worthless. you are not a waste of space, an empty void, a meaningless shell. you are loved. you are worth everything. you are so incredibly intelligent, you are utterly unforgettable, and you are breathtaking in every single way.
  • next time you look in a mirror, blow yourself a kiss and don’t worry – you’ll kill it out there today. ♥

anonymous asked:

Hi! You seem to enjoy cute asks, how about RFA/V/Saeran sharing bed with MC for the firstest time? First is always special; will they be super nervous and self-conscious? Spend a sleepless night afraid their love might stop breathing? (happened to me once!) Or just immediately relax and cuddle all night? Hog the blanket? Or would there be instant passion? But definitely MC won't take "i'll sleep on the couch" for an answer!

A/N: This is so cute i do enjoy cute thANK YOU (mainly because I can’t do angst i kinda just…. *slowly slides the angst inboxes to 626*) ~Admin 404

cRYING I LOVE THINKING ABOUT SLEEPING WITH V THANK U NONNIE ~ Admin 626

*YOOSUNG:
-EXCITED AS ALL HELL HE’S NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE YES MC COME HERE
-He’d be pretty self-conscious about moving or snoring or something
-WHAT IF HE DROOLS ON MC OMG N O
-He’s so scared and tries to stay awake
-But that doesn’t work out, he falls asleep pretty quickly
-BLANKET HOG
-He likes to roll himself up into a blanket burrito and subconsciously forgets that you’re in bed with him
-It’s like fighting to the death to get into that blanket burrito just so you don’t freeze
-He’s used to cuddling a smaller stuffed animal, so he isn’t used to the fact that you’re a normal sized person
-You end up being the big spoon but that’s okay because he’s such a cutie omg

*JUMIN:
-Cool Calm Collected™
-Until it acTUALLY CAME TO IT *Internal screaming*
-He holds you close and absolutely loves the feel of you there
-You’re like a little heater and just WOW laying with you is way different than laying with Elizabeth
-But he just cannot sleep? No matter how hard he tries?
-He’s tried counting sheep, focusing on his breathing, focusing on YOUR breathing, but nothing worked out
-Gave up and accepted that he wasn’t going to sleep that night, he’ll have to drink a lot more coffee in the morning than usual
-It’s just what he’s used to, so it’s really hard to get comfortable enough to sleep
-He couldn’t help but admire how cute you looked when you were asleep, he couldn’t look away (though sometimes he forced himself too because wow jumin that’s a lil creepy stop that)
-Never once let you go though. If it seemed like you were waking up in the middle of the night, he’d hold you closer and internally freak out. He wanted you to have a perfect night’s sleep! Waking up would ruin that! HIS DARLING MC NEEDS TO SLEEP EVEN IF HE CAN’T

*SAEYOUNG:
-Immediately falls asleep
-He has no problems sharing a bed
-He snores a little bit but it’s sooooo cute omg
-Rolls over and cuddles you as close as you can get to his chest
-Nuzzles his face against the top of your head and he’s just aDORABLE
- honestly he’s just glad he didn’t have any nightmares this time
-But he’s SUCH A BED HOG
-You wake up because??? Your ass hit the floor
-AND HE DIDN’T WAKE UP. HOW DID THE LOUD ASS THUNK NOT WAKE HIM UP????
-You throw yourself across him just so you can lay down and attempt to sleep and he just doesn’t move. He gets a good night’s sleep but you’re left strung across him, uncovered, annoyed

*SAERAN:
-He really didn’t want to because he’s very uncomfortable
-But he’ll give it a shot, just for you
-Absolutely no sleep at all (poor bby ;A;)
-What if you stopped breathing? What if something happened in your sleep? WhaT IF
- pls calm down saeran and just sleep
-He does like holding you though, won’t admit it, but he does
-When you put his head to your chest, hoLY SHIT
-He’s calmed down by the sound of your heartbeat cutie cutie
-Always makes sure you’re covered, comfortable, not too hot, not too cold
-Likes to drag his fingertips up and down your spine but if you make any sort of movement he practically throws himself away from you because he’s embarrassed

*ZEN
- hE’S SO HAPPY
- but also really nervous???
- what if the beast comes out wHAT WILL HE DO
- he obviously wouldn’t do anything but still
- but all the nervousness goes away once he sees how sleepy you are
- oMFG YOU’RE ADORABLE IN UR PAJAMAS
- totally not staring at ur legs
- and you find out Zen is a HUGE snuggler
- you should have known this???
- like he’s so affectionate when he’s awake, it just makes sense for him to treat u like a teddy???
- you’re dying cause he’s like a furnace and u jUST WANNA SLEEP but you can’t wake him up he’s so adorable
- since this your first time ever, of course he’s gonna be extra dramatic
- when he wakes up, he’s gonna stare at u cause ur gorgeous even with all the drool
- he showers you in kisses omg
- he just spends the morning spoiling you cause you’re his princess <3
 
*JAEHEE
- the first time you guys share the bed it’s totally an accident???
- usually after you two do the diddly do, you end up going home because you don’t have enough stuff at jaehee’s to stay over
- but over time all of your stuff magically started to collect at her place
- hell, the closet is is 75% yours
- so one night after the frick frack, you’re just chilling in bed with her, she’s drawing imaginary designs on you
- and you’re both so exhausted from work that you just fall asleep
- when you wake up in the morning, you find her snuggled up to her pillow and you burst out giggling
- you quiet yourself down though because you don’t wanna wake her up yet <3
- since she finally has a day off, you wanna let her sleep in and yOU’RE GONNA TREAT HER LIKE A PRINCESS TODAY
- you finally get up and make breakfast for two <3
 
*V
- you and V take naps together all the time
- it’s like a hobby for u two
- so you thought sharing the bed the first time together wouldn’t be a big deal
- except you find yourself freaking out???
- he’s gonna see you when you wake up in the morning and you’ll look so ugly omg
- so you do everything you can to make sure you wont look to bad in the morning
- you use expensive perfume, you wear silk pajamas, you moisturize the heck out of your skin
- and when V walks in, you feel so ridiculous omg
- he’s just wearing normal pajamas, his hair is messy
- he knows he’s gonna look like a hot mess when he wakes up, he aint about to try
- when he sees you, his eyes widen cause damn u lookin fine, but he laughs because he knows exactly how ridiculous your thoughts must have been for u to do this
- so he just hugs you and you both go to bed and snuggle the heck out of each other <3
- you totally don’t set an alarm to wake up before him
- he also didn’t do the same exact thing

friends & feelings — t.h

Originally posted by peterparkerimagine

author’s note: first head cannon bc i couldn’t stop thinking about this. also if you read this thank you so much !! i love you wowow

  • okay but you and tom would definitely start out as best friends
  • like you two would probably meet through harrison and the second you do there’s just this instant connection
    • “i’ve never met one of harrison’s friends before”
    • “maybe because you think you’re his only friend”
  • and he’d just stand there and be like did she just diss me??? i think she just dissed me??? already??
  • but he’d laugh anyway bc that’s not how girls usually talk to him and that’d make you laugh and wow what a beautiful start
  • and as the days went on you two would get closer and closer
  • you guys for sure got closer more emotionally than physically at first 
  • for instance tom would have a bad day and he’d just come to you
  • literally lay in your bed and just talk to you about anything and everything
    • “sometimes this lifestyle just gets too much and i don’t think i’m made for it”
    • “if anyone is made for it, it’s you tom”
    • “and besides if you every turn into an insensitive cocky fuck, harrison and i will hand you your ass”
  • THIS was one of the things he’d love most about you
  • like you’d be there for him and give him great advice when he needs it but at the same time you were you and you just had to make him laugh and diss him in some way to get that pretty smile on his face again
  • he adored it
    • “did you see all those girls out there Y/N- wow they really love me”
    • “lol who are you”
  • in his head he’s always be like “why is she like this” 
  • BUT when you two started getting physically closer wow just wow he adored it just as much if not more than the emotional connection you two had together
  • always hugging you
  • sometimes for no reason at all
    • “tom i’m trying to get a glass of water”
    • “shh shh i’m trying to hug you”
  • that’s when you started to think “why is he like this”
  • so TOUCHY
  • he’d always find excuses to hold your hand
    • “and then she told me- tom what-why are you holding my hand”
    • “there’s a bug on it”
    • “i think i would’ve felt-”
    • “THERE’S A BUG IM TRYING TO SQUISH IT Y/N LEAVE ME BE”

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dear-nadia-mcconnell  asked:

#18 “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” connorxevan :)

RAE YOU KNOW HOW TO PULL AT MY HEART STRINGS YOU SHOULD BE SLEEPING BUT I AM STILL DOING THIS FOR YOU

my my my my my boys!! 

—-

Evan fell asleep easily. It took them a month or so of dating to get to the point where they were comfortable enough with each other to cuddle, but the first time they did, Evan fell asleep almost the second he curled up against Connor. Over time Connor came to realize that literally any time that Evan was laying down next to something warm, or with a blanket on top of him, he was in danger of falling asleep. Connor was never annoyed by it, he found it endearing. Evan was constantly anxious in his waking life, but sleeping was one of the few times that he looked completely at peace. Connor cherished these moments. 

Evan was a totally still sleeper. Once he was in a comfortable position, he wouldn’t move. Much to Connor’s dismay, he wasn’t much of a sleep talker as well (Connor had hoped for Evan to say something cute or funny). Evan would just lay there until he woke up. Sometimes it would seem like he wasn’t even breathing, scaring Connor half to death. 

Evan would always wake up and apologize for falling asleep but Connor would brush off the apologies before pulling Evan closer. 

Right now, the sun was warm, and Connor for a split second regretted laying out here. All it took was one look at his (sleeping) boyfriend for the heat from the sun to become irrelevant. Evan’s legs were tangled up with Connor’s which was kind of risky seeing how they were on a hammock. 

Evan mumbled under his breath and shifted slightly, letting out a puff of air. Connor now recognized these signs as Evan waking up. Right on cue, Evan groaned, and moved his body, rocking the hammock. He opened his eyes sleepily and looked at Evan. 

“What ya lookin’ at?” Evan’s voice was heavy with sleep. His cheeks were a rosy pink, and his hair was a complete mess. Connor smirked at his boyfriend. 

“You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.” Connor said. Evan blinked at him a few times, his sleepy mind still processing the words. He then blushed even more and buried his head in the crook of Connor’s neck. Connor laughed, and rubbed his boyfriend’s back. All of their movement was shaking the hammock that was already small to begin with, so when Evan moved up to kiss Connor, the hammock tipped over. 

The two boys laughed when they hit the ground, the now empty hammock swinging above them. 

“I love you,” Evan whispered. Connor gazed back at Evan, and knew for sure that he was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. 

BTS Single Dads

*Gif is not mine

This one……..got away from me a lil’. ^^;

Single Dad!AU - Part One - Part Two - Part Three -

Jin

  • has a little girl who is most definitely Daddy’s Little Princess™
  • wears tiaras and tutus at her tea parties and OWNS IT
  • lets her help him w/ the simple things when he cooks
  • like washing the vegetables or taste testing
  • there won’t b a day where jin hasn’t made her the best lunch
  • is the dad all the moms look like w/ heart eyes
  • he cries the first day of day care
  • bc wow…….his baby has grown so much
  • she is 3 seokjin chill
  • doesnt know what to do w/o his bundle of joy
  • b u z z e d  when it’s time to pick up his princess
  • spots his daughter skipping out but damn near has a heart attack
  • his baby……his LITTLE GIRL was HOLDING HANDS with a BOY THAT WASN’T HIM
  • calm yourself seokjin he is a child
  • “Who’s that pretty girl you’re holding hands with, sweetie?”
  • your voice chimes from behind him, going over to the two toddlers and affectionately rubbing your son’s head
  • jin freezes and watches you like…..hey………you’re kinda cute………
  • snaps out of it when his daughter sees him and squeals
  • your eyes settle on jin and youre like wow he’s so handsome no wonder his kid’s beautiful??????
  • you shyly introduce yourself to him and he does the same
  • then his daughter’s askin him if she can go play with her new friend at the park
  • now jin’s lookin at two sets of puppy eyes and your pretty smile
  • next thing he knows these little play dates become regular whenever his schedule is free
  • n you and him begin to spend time together after dropping your kids off
  • have lil dates of your own when he doesn’t have shoots n you don’t have work
  • don’t realize how close you’ve become/how you feel about each other until one day your son calls him ‘dad’ n later on in the day his daughter calls you ‘mommy’
  • neither of you bother correcting them????
  • so you just melt into this family unit wordlessly and it all just slips into place, you take care of his daughter whenever his idol life takes up his time
  • all you know is that if anything were to happen to that man or his daughter, you’d b right there by his side
  • you know that he feels the same

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some of my favorite pics of lee donghyuck

author’s note: this pic set includes:

cute hyuck, candid hyuck, rude hyuck, boyfriend hyuck and pre-debut hyuck! (plus, captions expressed by yours truly)

// putting this under a “keep reading” bcuz its hella long srz no I’m not lmao //

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overwatch starters

 i play to win.  
❝  this is my curse. ❞ 
❝  wait for me! ❞ 
❝  your mother would’ve been proud of you. ❞
❝  let us hope for a different outcome. ❞ 
❝  sorry it’s such a mess in here. i-i wasn’t expecting company. ❞
❝  this is going to make you feel better. ❞
❝  the true enemy of humanity is disorder. ❞ 
❝  a steady blade balances the soul. ❞ 
❝  this is just like old times. ❞ 
❝  even here i feel an outcast. ❞ 
❝  think you can do my job, do you… ❞
❝  all eyes on me! ❞ 
❝  ooh, this is my jam. ❞
❝  got your aim from your mom, i see. ❞
❝  i’ll feast on your soul. ❞ 
❝  cheers, love! the cavalry’s here! ❞ 
❝   our paths cross for now. as to the future, we shall see. ❞ 
❝   we could’ve built an empire together. ❞ 
❝   ah. just setting foot here sets my soul at ease. ❞ 
❝  this time, stay down. ❞ 
❝  can i get your autograph? ❞
❝  why are you so angry? ❞
❝  ever get that feeling of déjà vu? ❞ 
❝  i am a different man now. i am whole. ❞ 
❝  over my dead body. ❞ 
❝   i’m on top of the world! ❞
❝  i’m patched up. ❞ 
❝  kids today with techno music. you should enjoy the classics, like hasselhoff. ❞
❝   what’s wrong? don’t you recognize me? ❞ 
❝   aren’t you warm wearing all that? ❞ 
❝  can’t stop, won’t stop. ❞
❝  i’ll race ya! ❞
❝   mock death at your own peril. ❞ 
❝  this time, i will finish the job. ❞ 
❝  death is an illusion. ❞
❝  look at this team! we’re gonna do great. ❞
❝  i am beyond redemption. ❞
❝   it looks like we will be working together. ❞ 
❝   you’ve rescued me again. ❞ 
❝  i will not be defeated so easily. ❞
❝  treasure? s-sure, i don’t know anything you’re talking about. ❞ 
❝  so this is what has become of you? a pity.❞
❝  you’re so amazing! you inspire me. ❞ 
❝  i miss him greatly. ❞ 
❝  there is nowhere to hide. ❞ 
❝  whatcha’ lookin’ at? ❞ 
❝  woo, nothing’s gonna stop me. ❞
❝  that was your dream, not mine. ❞ 
❝  what you call freedom is an illusion that causes more harm than good. ❞ 
❝  hehe, there’s something on your dress.. ❞ 
❝  you have been judged! ❞
❝   i have the upper hand this time. ❞ 
❝  traitor! ❞
❝  you will never amount to anything! ❞
❝  i’ve got my eye on you. ❞
❝  lot of memories of this place. they weren’t all bad. ❞
❝  the heart of a man still beats inside of me. ❞ 
❝  stay out of trouble. ❞
❝  step into my parlor said the spider to the fly. ❞
❝  one shot, one kill. ❞
❝  don’t think i’m happy about that. ❞ 
❝  now this place? makes me wanna be an atheist. ❞
❝  our world is worth fighting for. ❞
❝  you haven’t aged a day. what’s your secret? ❞
❝  ooooh, shiny! ❞
❝  oh, did that sting? ❞
❝  heroes never die. ❞
❝  where does it hurt? ❞
❝  you’re just a no-good bully. ❞
❝  i’m a one-man apocalypse. ❞
❝  you should look somewhere else. ❞
❝  you said you would arm wrestle me. nervous? ❞
❝  i learned that from my brother. ❞ 
❝  i hope nobody saw that. ❞
❝  on a scale of one to ten, how is your pain? ❞
❝  i’m not a miracle worker. well… not always. ❞
❝  this was once my home. no longer. ❞
❝  sorry! sorry, i’m sorry. sorry. ❞
❝  i remember being here. it was good for my tan. ❞
❝  wish i’d practice my japanese more, konichiwa! ❞
❝  you need a time out. ❞ 
❝  you might not want to tell your friends about that. ❞
❝  guess we know who’s really on top, don’t we? ❞
❝  with every death, comes honor. with honor, redemption. ❞
❝  a punishment for your crimes. ❞ 
❝  i will be on my best behaviour. ❞
❝  you think there’s something worth stealing in that temple? ❞
❝  people should be free. ❞ 
❝  you were never my equal. ❞
❝  death walks among you. ❞ 
❝   last i checked, i didn’t ask for your opinion. ❞ 
❝   you can’t be serious. ❞ 
❝   they’re back. ❞ 
❝   armor? how positively primitive. ❞
❝   now this is my kinda city, everyone’s free to live as they choose. ❞
❝   you need a time out. ❞ 
❝   die! die! die! ❞ 
❝   to think i would have to work with a street ruffian. ❞ 
❝   death comes. ❞ 
❝   one of these days someone is gonna to put an end to you. ❞ 
❝   that which doesn’t kill you…makes you stronger.. ❞
❝   well. you sure take to this bad guy thing easily, don’t ya? ❞
❝   aren’t you supposed to be dead? ❞
❝  i’ll tell you my secret if you give me your coat. ❞
❝   sleep. ❞
❝  never liked you much. ❞
❝  never leave a teammate behind. ❞
❝  together we are strong. ❞
❝  you won’t get rid of me that easily. ❞
❝  i don’t even think children are afraid of you. ❞
❝  i taught you everything you know. ❞
❝  it’s hard to just sit around knowing there’s someone out there that needs to be blown up. ❞
❝  i’ll put an end to your sad story. ❞
❝  you havin’ trouble keeping up? ❞
❝  i have destroyed more of your kind than i can count. ❞
❝ it’s a perfect day for some mayhem. ❞
❝  we’re all soldiers now. ❞
❝  give me your best shot. ❞
❝   you knew exactly what were you doing. ❞
❝   knock me down, and i’ll keep getting back up. ❞
❝   you always did have a high opinion of yourself. ❞
❝   i’m not a young man anymore. ❞
❝  still trying to play hero? ❞
❝  i sometimes wonder if your height is why you’re always in such a bad mood. ❞
❝  this is no place for children. ❞
❝  the world could always use more heroes. ❞
❝  looked in a mirror lately? ❞
❝  Me one, bad guys zero. ❞
❝  i’m gonna have to shoot you down. ❞
❝  this old dog has learned a few tricks. ❞
❝  another one off the list. ❞
❝  i love your glasses, so cute! ❞
❝  if at first you don’t succeed…blow it up again! ❞
❝  that’s for my family back home! ❞
❝  i’ve got you in my sights. ❞
❝  i’m the one who does his job. i’m thinking… you’re the other one. ❞
❝   you weren’t given those guns to toss them away like trash. ❞
❝   i will protect the innocent. ❞ 

*whispers* I heard people like non-binary Tony. Have some fifteen-year-old non-binary Tony Stark trying to figure things out with bonus Supportive Rhodey.


Jim walked into his dorm and raised an eyebrow as Tony yelped and threw himself across the room, face-first into his pillow. But he’d seen stranger things. He went over to his desk and deposited his bag, then turned back to him. “Hey, how do you feel about—Uh.” He frowned, because Tony hadn’t turned to face him, then reached out to touch his shoulder. “Are you okay, Tones?”

“Mphh fmm mmm.”

“When have I ever laughed at you?” Jim asked, offended, and then paused to think about it. “…When it mattered, anyway.”

Tony kept his face buried in his pillow for a long moment before he slowly sat up, keeping his head dipped low. “You have to promise.”

Jim rolled his eyes. “Okay, yeah, whatever. I promise.”

Tony curled his hands into fists before he lifted his head, chin jutting out defiantly.

Jim stared at him for a long moment before saying, “Okay, I literally can’t see what it is I’m even supposed to be laughing at.”

“Wh-?!” Tony waved at his face. “This.

Jim sighed and crossed his arms. “I’ve never laughed at your face. Even that time when you walked around after falling asleep on a newspaper.”

“I’m wearing makeup, you idiot!” Tony finally burst out, then blushed, mortified.

Jim squinted at him skeptically. “…I guess I can see it. Oh! Okay, yeah, yeah, mascara. It’s just that your lashes are so full and dark already I didn’t notice.”

“…You think I have full, dark lashes?” Tony asked after a minute.

Jim scowled at him. “Of course you do, you dummy. Most guys do. Do you know how often I have to listen to my sister bitch about how my eyelashes are prettier than hers?”

“Whaaat do you think she’d teach me how to use lip liner?”

Jim stared at Tony for a long moment, and just as the younger boy began to shrink awkwardly, he said, “What the fuck is lip liner.”


“I hope you appreciate the things I do for you,” Jim said, applying eyeliner and cursing quietly when the line came out shaky.

“It’s fine, you’re fine,” Jeanette cut in, picking through her eye shadows and frowning. “It takes practice. Ugh. Tony. Why are you like this.”

Tony turned toward her from putting on concealer, frowning, looking so, so scared and trying not to. “What do you mean?”

White,” she complained, and Jim felt his shoulders relax unconsciously. “None of my shades will work on you. Oh! Maybe this blue-? Oh no wait—ugh. Disgusting. I hate you.”

“What about this blue?” Tony asked hopefully, pointing at a paler shade.

Jeanette pursed her lips, nose wrinkling a little with how hard she was thinking, before she finally agreed, “Yeah, alright. Oh honey, no. You put on eyeliner and eye shadow before mascara. It’s easier to do liner with nude lashes and if you have eye shadow particles on your lashes they’ll get covered by the mascara and also give you more oomph.”

“Oh,” Tony said, looking genuinely surprised.

Jim sighed, scowling at his eyeliner again. Tony’s eyeliner was straight.


“Poetry sucks do you wanna go get—Oh,” Jim breathed, just barely remembering to close the door behind him. “Oh, well… This is new.”

Tony looked miserable, which was a shame, because the yellow sundress he was wearing looked quite becoming. “I’m sorry.”

“Hey, no, it’s just—I was surprised!” Jim hurried to say, reaching out to give his shoulders a comforting squeeze. “It’s—actually you’re hella cute what the fuck.”

“Really?” Tony asked hopefully.

“Yeah,” Jim answered immediately, taking a step back to take in the whole picture again. “Like a—like a daisy. Aw, Tony, you didn’t have to hide this from me.”

Tony blushed, fidgeting, and looked down at his feet. “…You got your sister to teach me how to put on makeup properly. I didn’t want to—impose anymore.”

“So you decided not to let me see you lookin’ cute in a sundress, yeah, that makes sense,” Jim drawled, then frowned, leaning down so that Tony had to look at him. “Hey, is this—do you feel like you should be a girl? What is that thing, um—”

“No,” Tony answered quickly, embarrassed. “But, um. It’s just. Sometimes I don’t feel like a boy. But sometimes I don’t feel like a girl. I’m—I’m not explaining this right,” he whispered, shoulders hunching with shame.

Jim patted at his shoulders. “No, hey, that makes perfect—okay it doesn’t make perfect sense to me. But you know, I probably—won’t ever understand completely. Because I don’t feel the same way. But that doesn’t make you any less of my friend,” he added firmly. “So if—if you want to wear a dress sometimes, that’s fine. I’ll support you.” Because his family sure wouldn’t, Jim thought grimly.

Tony smiled at him shyly, turning his gaze back on his feet. “Thanks, Rhodey.”


Tony asked him to come dress shopping with him. Jim wanted to be supportive.

“You can’t fucking wear that Tony it doesn’t go with your skin tone!”

He was the worst kind of supportive.

2

Imagine meeting Dean in a bar.


Title: The Good Girl

Pairing: Dean x Reader, Sam, (briefly), Jayden, Rae, Dani, & Bailey (OFCs briefly mentioned)

Warnings: pre-smut, language, fluff

Word Count: 3.8k

A/N: So, this story is rooted in my own personal experience at 25. Obviously the guy wasn’t Dean fucking Winchester, but oh if he had been. *whew* Thank you Mimi and Erin for helping me see the issues and get them resolved. I know that a lot of you have been EAGERLY anticipating this fic. I REALLY hope it doesn’t disappoint you. It got lengthy and a little out of control and WILL have one more part. - I know it’s an HOUR LATE. SORRY!

Summary: You were a good girl. You went off to a private Christian college because  you knew there was a bad girl waiting to be set free. You wanted a career, so you made a choice. You went away. You didn’t smoke. Didn’t drink until you were 21. No bars until you were 23. Didn’t have sex until you were in love, or at least you thought you were in love. You’ve always liked who you are, but there was a pretty distinct shift when you were 25. Five friends. One guy. One piano. One drink. One bar. Everything changed. You’re different now, and you’re certain you’ll never forget that leather jacket or those green eyes. Jan. 24th, 2012. The day Dean Winchester rolled through town.

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Make Me Believe - Part 1: Freshman Year

Masterlist  -  Part 2 (coming sometime… It’s the holidays and I’m busy)

Summary: You keep meeting Bucky Barnes in unexpected places and he keeps acting like you know each other, like you’re dating. (tropes abound! college AND fake dating au. I’m a mess.)

Prompt(s): First day of college

Warnings: Drinking and silliness

Word Count: 2811

Author’s Note: This for @buckthegrump’s writing challenge because I love to push things to the very last minute. This will be a mini series.

Originally posted by wotgustin

Standing in line at the Starbucks at the center of campus was perhaps not your best laid plan. It was crowded and you were anxious to get moving. It was move-in day. You’d gotten your keys from Admissions and had left your car in a loading zone while you dashed in for what you hoped to be a quick coffee run. Now you could only hope you hadn’t been towed yet.

Finally, finally you were at the front of the line, about to place your order when a hand on your shoulder and a large, tall student slid to your side. He was cute, real cute. But if he thought you were going to give up your space in line for a handsome face, he was dead wrong.

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Thot Thoughts: Behind the Scenes

Note: From now on I’m going to use the phrase “honey relationships” to differentiate spoiled girlfriend relationships from SB/SD relationships - just for the sake of clarity. I’ll also be using the phrase “honey boyfriend” to differentiate spoiling boyfriends from sugar daddies.

One of the biggest differences between a sugar relationship and a honey relationship is the time that you are “behind the scenes.” What I mean by that is the real time and effort that we expend looking fabulous, maintaining our appearance and health, and doing the personal things we need to do to keep our minds and emotions right. 

As a sugar baby, the time you spend with an SD tends to be limited. Sure, you may have a night out - but how much time do you spend getting ready for it? A few hours doing your hair and makeup, all of the exercise and careful eating you do beforehand to maintain your physique, the careful shopping to find the perfect outfits, shoes, lingerie. It’s a lot!

What an SD sees is your final product: opening night. He doesn’t see what’s behind the curtain. 

Originally posted by lady-seashell

A honey boyfriend has more access to you, and therefore he’s going to see a lot more of those behind the scenes moments. This can cause problems! It can ruin the mystique and excitement. It can take away your magic as the prize that he’s worked so hard to attain. 

So what’s a girl to do when you live with your honey boyfriend or you spend so much time together that him seeing you behind the scenes is inevitable?

How to Make Behind the Scenes an Intimate Experience

1. Channel your inner glamorous goddess. Find yourself some beautiful dressing gowns/robes (on his dime of course)! I personally love kimono style robes because I think they’re flattering on everyone and since they’re floor length, you can literally be completely naked underneath and if you need to run out and grab the newspaper or change the laundry, at least you will look damn good doing it. 

Originally posted by saratatoski

2. Lounge in style. Girls, I do not know of nor have I ever seen a single woman who did not look bomb in yoga pants and a slouchy, off the shoulder top. Get rid of your ratty around-the-house clothes and get some flattering, sensual lounge clothing. My go-to is The Limited - I really like their Lounge collection. Some athletic wear that’s more designed for yoga and pilates is also great for just hanging around the house, but the booty is poppin’ and your shape is lookin’ lit. 

3. Create a beautiful space where the magic happens. I have a vanity with my perfume, makeup, hair products, and a few pretty little tchotchkes to add decor (an expensive masquerade mask from a fetish event we attended, a small ring and bracelet holder, etc.) Play some sensual music while you get ready - jazz, classical piano, R&B, whatever your jams are. When you sit down to do your makeup and hair, your honey now sees you as not only a beautiful woman, but someone who has let him into your most intimate moments. 

4. Cut the ditz crap when you’re choosing an outfit. Every man I have ever dated has communicated to me the annoyance and frustration of dealing with my indecision in choosing outfits. It’s the equivalent of being in midtown traffic - start, stop, start, stop. Once you choose an outfit, stick to it! 

5. Make your health regimen Insta-worthy. This one requires some commitment, but try not to look crazy when you go to the gym if you know your honey is going to see you before, during or after. Yes, we know you’re there to sweat. But throwing on a pair of diamond studs and just making sure your hair is slicked back so you don’t have those random alfalfa frizzies doesn’t take much time. Having cute activewear is easier than ever because so many companies are entering the market. Some of my favorite coordinated activewear sets are from Old Navy! Just like you’d coordinate your bag and shoes to go to dinner, it doesn’t take much to just make sure your sneakers and headband are the same color - and it makes a huge difference. You go from “average attractive girl at gym” to “sugar baby at gym still looking fly as fuck.”

5. Some things should still remain behind-the-behind-the-scenes. Your bowel movements, hair removal methods, menstrual activities, pimple popping (don’t do it but if you do), face masks, foul smelling hair treatments all need to happen when he’s not around or behind closed doors. Nothing kills the fantasy of a dazzling sugar baby like the stench of a recently blown up bathroom - put that Febreze or Lysol spray within reach at all times. 

Originally posted by heckyeahreactiongifs

You may need to get creative with when these things happen, but trust me - it’s worth it. As for menstrual activities - I have been using Thinx for several months now and my life has changed infinitely for the better. If you have a light to medium menstrual flow like me, you probably won’t even need to buy tampons or pads anymore! I haven’t for at least six months. 

6. Limit the negative self-talk. You wouldn’t air your insecurities to your sugar daddy. Why? Because you are marketing yourself as someone valuable and worthy of investment. You don’t draw attention to flaws. The tendency and the habit is to share those feelings with your honey, but try to nip that as much as possible. When you harp on that little bit of tummy fat, those stretch marks, and other “flaws” of your physicality, you draw his attention to them. He may not even have noticed them until you pointed them out! Case in point: I am very insecure about my teeth. I have a crooked smile and I always have. I said this in passing once to an ex-boyfriend who was shocked “I never really noticed, I guess I just like that your smile is different.” Mind you, after I brought it up, several times he asked me if I would consider getting braces. He got the boot for other reasons, but you see what I’m saying.

7. Give yourself ample time to get ready and avoid the manic panic. We all know stress is contagious. If you know it takes you two hours to get ready, give yourself two and a half if you can! That way you are relaxing, your man is watching this beautiful transformation, and you’re not running through your house like a bat out of hell trying to get your life together.


*edited because damn I really can’t count lmfao

Hold On, I’m Coming (Part 8)

Originally posted by thwinchestrs

Summary: Dean is up and talking, but doesn’t remember much of what happened, and struggles with the consequences of his injuries.

Pairing: Firefighter!Dean x Reader

Word Count: 3,000

Warnings: language, anxiety, mild angst, basically lots of emotions

A/N: Thank you as ever to @deanssweetheart23 for not only reading everything and being the best sounding board ever, but for putting up with all my crap and still being the most supportive person ever!

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nervous | racetrack higgins

reader x racetrack higgins

[newsies]

request(s): “Tough AF Brooklyn chick is pined after by Race Higgins” - anon

“Hey could you write something with a badass girlsie who the boys are kind of afraid of? Sorry it’s kind of vague I just don’t see many SUPER badass ones. Maybe she beats up the delancey brothers by themselves and the boys are like WTF?!!! And could it be racetrack x reader? Love you tons your writing is amazing!!” - @impractical-impala

summary: In which Y/N makes Race nervous

a/n: ayyyye guess who finally wrote something? but seriously, i can’t write fight scenes??? like idk how to do that so sorry if this sucks :( also, i know Y/N isn’t like super super bad ass in this so sorry about that too, i’m not really sure how to write that either. hope you like it though!

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Y/N was headed to Manhattan to deliver a message from Spot to Jack Kelly. She’d already finished selling her papes for the day, and Spot trusted her the most out of all the other Brooklyn newsies. It was a simple (stupid, in her opinion) message, but she didn’t mind taking a walk on such a nice day. The sky was blue, the sun was out, and there was a nice breeze.

She’d come to Manhattan a few times before, and if prompted she would begrudgingly admit that, besides Brooklyn, it was her favorite part of New York. It didn’t hurt that she liked a couple of the Manhattan newsies. Jack was enjoyable, Crutchie was too sweet not to like, and Specs was endearing. Then, of course, there was Racetrack Higgins, who flirted with her endlessly. She pushed him away or ignored his efforts every time, but he kept coming back. She found that she didn’t mind too much. She found she also didn’t mind that he - that all of them were a bit scared of her.

When she made it closer to the Manhattan lodge, she could feel eyes on her. On instinct, she took in her surroundings, searching for whoever was watching her. Spot made jokes a lot about how she was like a guard dog, always tense and ready to attack. Slowly, she walked towards an alley, listening to their footsteps as they followed her.

Once they were tucked into the alley, away from all people, she whipped around. In front of her stood Morris and Oscar Delancey, grinning menacingly.

“Wouldya look at that? It’s one o’ dem Brooklyn goil newsies,” Morris spoke.

“Brooklyn? Ya think she’ll put up a fight?” Oscar asked. They were acting like she wasn’t there, but their eyes stayed trained on her. She was waiting for them to move first before she did anything. If she hadn’t already guessed their intentions when they followed her into the alleyway, she sure as hell knew them now.

They both took a few steps toward her and she slowly clenched her hands into fists. The closer they got, the more she tenses up. The second Oscar’s hand brushed her arm, she landed a punch right on his jaw. He stumbled backwards, but Morris came charging toward her. He threw a punch but she dodged it, kicking him in the shin. Oscar was back up and he grabbed her from behind, locking her arms behind her back. She lifted her leg up and swung it backwards, kicking him in the crotch.

He let out a groan and fell backwards, hands covering the area she had hit. Morris came at her again, but she grabbed his suspenders and pulled him down so she could knee him in the stomach before punching him in the head. He dropped to the ground with a bloody nose and wavering consciousness. Oscar tried one more time, but all it took was one swipe at his legs with her foot and he was down.

“Woah.” She looked up to find Crutchie and Race at the opening of the alley, staring in awe at both her and the Delancey brothers lying on the ground.

“Mush came ta get us,” Race explained. “Said the Delancey brudders had followed some goil into an alley and they ain’t lookin’ too friendly.”

“We came to help,” Crutchie clarified, smiling slightly.

“Thanks, but I think I got it handled.” Crutchie laughed loudly, but Race continued to stare at her. His eyes were wide and his mouth hung open slightly. If she had been really thinking about it, she would’ve realized he looked a little love struck. “You boys wanna walk me to the lodge? I got a message from Spot for Jack.”

Race nodded quickly, closing his mouth and erasing his previous expression from his face. As they walked, Crutchie stayed slightly in front and Race and Y/N walked side by side. Every so often Crutchie would glance back at the two of them walking in silence, grin, and then shake his head and look forward again. It was no secret to the Manhattan newsies how smitten Race was with Y/N.

When they reached the lodge Y/N was taken up to the roof to talk with Jack, leaving Race staring after her. All the other boys watched him, whispering and teasing.

“I’m gonna do it,” he spoke suddenly. The boys were silenced.

“Do what?” Specs asked nervously.

“I’m gonna tell Y/N how I feel.” His face was set and he was determined to finally tell her. Immediately, there were protests from the boys.

“She’ll punch you if you even try to touch her!” Someone shouted, warning mutters of agreement.

“She could kill you!”

“I heard once that ‘er and Spot got in a fight and nobody’s seen the guy since.”

“No way! I heard they found the body washed up under da bridge.”

“Would you lot shut up?!” Everyone was silenced by Race’s outburst. He looked nervous and he was wringing his hands. “I’m tellin’ her and that’s that, so you can stop blabbering 'bout it!”

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A little while later, Race was outside smoking to calm his nerves. The boys had convinced Y/N to spend the night rather than make the trek back to Brooklyn while it was gettin’ dark out. None of them doubted that she’d be able to hold her own, but Crutchie had pointed out that she looked tired and wouldn’t be at her best if something did happen. She had eventually (reluctantly) accepted the invitation.

He felt his heartbeat speed up as he thought of telling her how he felt. The boys were right, if he said the wrong thing he would most likely end up dead or severely injured. Wasn’t that some saying, though? Love hurts? Love. Because didn’t he love the way she could fight better than any boy he’d ever met? Don’t he love that she wouldn’t let anybody control her or undermine her? Didn’t he love the way she rolled her eyes when he winked at her? Didn’t he love how she hadn’t threatened him to make him stop flirting with her like she’d done to Romeo? That had to mean something good, didn’t it?

He whipped around suddenly, startled by a noise behind him. There she stood, an eyebrow and raised and her arms crossed as she looked at him.

“You got some big date comin’ up or somethin’?” She asked, joining him where he was sitting on the curb.

“W-What?” He could feel his hands start to shake slightly.

“You don’t usually smoke this late. Plus, you’re chewing that cigar like you ain’t eaten in weeks.” She wasn’t wrong, but he pleasantly surprised him that she noticed the change in his behavior.

“I actually been meanin’ to talk to ya,” he said, trying to calm his breathing. She nodded for him to continue and he took in a sharp breath. “Ya know how I’m always flirtin’ with ya?” She nodded again, furrowing her eyebrows. He could see the growing confusion in her eyes. “Well, I just - I wanted to make sure you ain’t gettin’ the wrong idea, 'cause I - ”

“I get it,” she cut him off. “You flirt with every goil, you ain’t tryin’ to settle down, blah blah blah.” She rolled her eyes but her words were harsh, and she looked almost angry. He gulped, this certainly wasn’t how he’d planned for this to go. “That all?”

“No.” She sighs and looked at him, absolutely no interest shown in her eyes. “No, no that’s not what I meant. That’s - that’s the idea I didn’t want to give you. I ain’t goin’ 'round flirtin’ with other goils, Y/N. It’s just you.” She wasn’t looking at him anymore, and she stayed silent. He felt his nerves spike up and launched into a quick ramble.

“I just mean that I really like ya, and I mean it’s fine if ya don’t like me - 'cause I really can’t expect ya to. And you know I just wanted to get it off my chest, 'cause it’s real hard bein’ 'round you and pretendin’ like I don’t have feelings for ya. You can punch me now, the boys said you would. Pretty sure that got a bet goin’ in there. Some say youse gonna hit me, other’s say I’m dead, and then, ya know, some of the boys said you had feelings for me to, which is completely -”

His anxious ramble was interrupted by her hand over his mouth. She was smiling slightly at him, amusement written all over her features.

“You’re cute when you’re nervous,” she whispered. “I’m gonna kiss you now, that okay?” He nodded quickly and she leaned in. Their lips met and it wasn’t rough like he’d expected it to be with her. She was kissing him gently, and her lips were soft. He kept his hands folded in his lap, tightly gripping his cigar. He was afraid to touch her without any spoken consent, but she had her hand cupping his cheek.

When they pulled away she laughed at the expression on his face. She looked nice when she wasn’t constantly waiting for someone to attack.

“So, who gets the money if I like you back?” She asked, smirking.

“Oh, um - just Crutchie.” He was still having trouble breathing, but for an entirely different reason. She smiled and let out another laugh at his answer.

“Perfect. He’s my favorite.”

“Not me?” Race joked, finally able to act like his non-nervous self. She grinned at the fake pout on his face.

“Sometimes,” she shrugged. He smiled and haphazardly threw his arm around her, feeling his heart pounding in his chest when she didn’t push him away.

“C'mon, lets go inside.”

Company

AU where Allison and Isaac are still here and Stalia does not exist.
I’ve noticed that you guys go cuckoo for Theo and Peter but I decided to write about the boys that don’t get enough love: Brett, Liam, and Isaac.

Y/N = Your Name
Warnings: Hot men, cutie pie Liam, dorky Stiles, explicit language??? Oh and sexual content af
Song Inspo
: Company by Tinashe

For as long as you lived in Beacon Hills, things have never brightened up for you. For years you went unnoticed by anyone until Senior year. In your family, your mom was a beautiful landmark. Every man wanted to be with her even if it meant death by their spouse or her beloved husband. Your dad was, to be honest, a sex god. Although, no one could understand how two beautiful people came together to give birth to you. Your hair was thick but dull, always tangled, the hair on your body grew thick so you had to shave every day, you didn’t have bad acne but you would have pimples and zits in unwanted places like around your lips or your forehead. You mom told you not to worry because she went through the same thing, she also said things would go your way around Junior year.

She was right. All throughout Junior year, your body went through “slow” change. By Senior year, you grew a cup size, your body had more defined curves, you had to shave less because your mom took you waxing and your hair grew back finer. Let’s not forget about the hair, your hair had more shine and volume and away the acne, hello radiance! During your come up, you came across a few friends like Danny, Gwen, Josh, Hayden, Mason, Corey, and Allison. Aside from Allison, the seven of you constantly hung out with each other so when you got to Senior year, you weren’t alone.

Here you were on Danny’s bed listening to him talk about your last year together. Josh sat in the corner playing a game on his phone, clearly frustrated that he was losing. You pursed your lips and sat up quickly. “I know what we should do!” Danny widened his eyes and blinked a few times before he could ask what. “It’s something that we all do pretty well,” Danny cocked his head to the side, took a look at Josh then back at you. “Let’s throw a party that we’ll all remember.” That got Josh’s attention, he put the phone down and clasped his hands behind his head, “I’m down.” “What kind of party? I feel like we’re running out of ideas.” You scoffed and reached in your bag for twizzlers, “you’re running out of ideas, let’s have a Coachella theme.”
Josh plopped on the bed next to you with a big grin. The two of you looked at Danny. He smiled and nodded in approval, “I can’t believe I never thought of that. Coachella it is, where are we going to have the venue?” “Why would you ask that?” Josh scoffed, “I know people.” You smiled at the thought of wearing that outfit your mom bought last week. This was going to be fun.

Stiles approached Danny in the locker room. “Hey, good lookin’,” Stiles leaned against his locker with a sneaky smile, “how’s it goin?” Danny sighed and turned to look at him and Scott.

Danny: What do you want?
Stiles: Why do you assume there’s something I want?
Danny: Because you’re Stiles
Stiles: Point well taken, there is something I actually want
Danny: What?
Scott: We heard you’re having a party?
Danny: Yeah
Stiles: Were you going to invite us?
Danny: To be fair, every time you guys show up, weird stuff happens
Stiles: You ever think it might be you?
Scott: Danny, we won’t be weird, I promise
Danny: *sighs* You guys can come over if you contribute
Stiles: I don’t know if my dance moves are that good but if you really want me to, I guess I can bust a few out the closet
Scott: I think he means contribute by pitching in for the drinks…
Danny: Yeah…I’ll text you the details, later *closes his locker and leaves*
Scott: Dance moves?
Stiles: If you ever bring that up I’ll shove wolfsbane down your throat

At lunch, Danny sat his tray on the table. You and Josh came soon after laughing about an inside joke. “So how’d it go?” Danny told you guys how much people he got in and then you guys discussed the amount of drinks that would have to be bought. There was also a matter of decorations, which for some odd reason, your parents were more happy to provide. They even told you that they’d go out of town for the weekend. “Y/N!” You snapped out of your trance and hummed in response. Josh told you to go ask Allison and Mason if they were still going.

Liam was still sulking after a month of the bite. He couldn’t get a handle on his transformations. For example, Liam looked up to see a sexy girl wearing black pants that pronounced her curves, a jacket to conceal what her white crop top couldn’t. Liam quickly moved his hands under the table, to hide the incoming claws.
You approached Mason and Allison at their table with a smile. “Hey guys, we got a party this Friday if you’re up for it.” Stiles stood with a sly grin, “Danny already invited us,” Scott pulled him down by his arm. You smiled at the cute boy. “Sure, I’m in,” Mason shrugged. Allison smiled and put a hand on Lydia’s shoulder. “Can’t, I’m going shopping with –” “We can shop and go to a party, it’s been a while since I’ve been to one” Lydia took a bite out of her lunch while Allison made her lips into a thin line. You scanned the table and laid eyes on Liam. “What about you?” Liam nearly choked on his tongue trying to speak. “Wait, aren’t you Hayden’s nemesis?” Liam slowly nodded but furrowed a brow once he saw you form your lips into a sexy smirk. “Perfect, you have to come, Liam.” The way you said his name was enough to give him a boner. With that, you told them the theme and walked off.

The party was coming along. A few people came a little too early. People like Scott and Stiles. They helped Danny set up beer kegs and set out drinks. Josh was serious about knowing people. The house was a perfect setup for the party. It was also spacious so the neighbors wouldn’t complain about the noise. Isaac rolled in the house with two coolers. Stiles face palmed himself when they opened the coolers. Each were full of soda and Caprisuns. “Isaac I told you to get drinks!” Isaac gave him a toothy smile and pointed at them, “yeah, I got the good stuff, sprite, mountain dew, Dr. Pepper, and a whole bunch of Caprisuns.” Stiles was about to kill the oblivious boy before you interrupted. “Great thinking, it is Coachella after all.” You reached inside the cooler and grabbed a Caprisun. “Thanks, you can put them over in the kitchen, Stiles.” You gave Isaac a wink then walked away. You could feel his eyes raking over your body, the feeling creating a tiny pool in your shorts.

More people flooded in and the party really started to kick off. The smell of sweat, liquor, smoke, and perfume gave off an intoxicating scent. At one point, someone brought in edible body paint, a table to play beer pong on and a whole bunch of floating for the pool. Brett walked in with his posse. They knew most of the kids attending the party were from Beacon Hills but that what made it fun. A girl bumped into him, he looked down to see a pretty strawberry blonde. Lydia. Behind her was Allison, Malia, Scott, Stiles, and Liam.
Brett smirked at him and ruffled his hair, “aww the little pup is with the big Kids.” Liam bared his teeth at his enemy. Brett couldn’t help but chuckle, “put those away before you accidentally maul someone. Jesus Scott, you don’t train your puppy?” Before Liam could lunge for him, Isaac got there in time to help Scott pull him back. Brett shrugged his shoulders and walked away from the group.
He walked into the kitchen to grab a beer when you walked in. The way your ass was cradled in your shorts made him bite his lip. He’d never seen you before and that made him curious. The choker around your neck turned him on more than it should have. The thought of hearing you moan while his hand tightened around your neck, excited him beyond measure.

“Like what you see?”
“What if I do?”
“Answer the question”
“You answer mine”

You smiled and moved closer. “I guess both of our questions will go unanswered.”
You grabbed the two beers and headed out the kitchen. Brett smiled at what he had just encountered. He loved mysteries and you seemed like a golden one.

A large group of people agreed to play truth or dare in the living room. Everyone decided it would be easier to play it on an app. The app would take people’s names and it would spin. The group would decide if that person completed the dare correctly. We had a choice of 3-10 rounds, we all chose 10 because we all had nothing better to do. If you choose truth, you have to take two shots of vodka. If you didn’t complete the dare or do it, you had to take two shots of tequila. Truths are worth up to three points depending on how juicy the answer is, dares are worth up to 5 points but you get zero if you chicken out. The most players with the most points win the game.

The game continued, after round four, the dares started to get a little dirty. Lydia had to take a strawberry in her mouth and kiss Aiden for five seconds. When they finished, Aiden seemed hot and flustered while Lydia smiled innocently. Danny had to strip tease the whole group, Mason Eskimo kissed Allison, and Hayden down two shots after refusing to give Liam a hickey. “Y/N, spin a bottle until you land on a guy. Then take off your pants and sit on his crotch until the next round.” You grabbed the empty beer bottle and gave it a good spin. Everyone watched it turn and cheered once it landed on Isaac. He gave you a sly grin and opened his legs a little wider on the couch. You left your comfy position on the floor, slid your shorts off, to sit right on top of Isaac’s member. He kept his hands to the side because he didn’t want to make you feel weird.

Halfway through the next round, you wrapped his arms around your waist so he could get comfortable. You leaned against his chest, unintentionally pressing yourself harder against him. Everyone was laughing at Aiden because he had to draw a smiley face on Stiles’ butt. While you laughed your body vibrated a bit, turning Isaac on. You turned you him and smiled, “you’re enjoying this.” Isaac returned your smile, “a hot girl is sitting on my lap with no pants on, of course, I’m enjoying this.” You bit your lip and subtly grounded into him by moving back in forth, creating friction. His size was unmistakably large and he wasn’t even fully hard. You wanted to moan but you didn’t want to grab too much attention to yourself, Isaac tightened his arms to try and stop you. The feeling was great but he didn’t want everyone to see how aroused he was after she would have to get off of him. Isaac wasn’t going to let you have all the fun, he started whispering dirty, obscene things in your ear and nibbled on your ear lobe. You had to conceal the moan with a heavy sigh and stopped moving so he would let up.

The circle got smaller after Danny had to confess on his dirtiest fantasies. His fantasy included Ethan and small toys. The two raced out the room while everyone groaned. Hayden downed two shots of tequila after calling quits halfway through a dare in which she had to eat raw spaghetti with Stiles. Malia surprised everyone by drinking a tall glass of mixed alcohol without stopping. She didn’t even blink. Moving on from dirty, the dares went very dirty. Allison had to put a piece of ice in her vagina and leave it there, once it melted she had to replace it until it was her turn again. You had to eat whip cream off of Brett. He hooked his hands behind his head and let you go to work. You made sure to trail up his hairy leg quickly, kiss/eat up his arm until you reached his collar bone. You made your tongue flat, making sure you get all of the cream. Brett hummed in approval when you reached his hot neck. You even left a few kisses here and there. Before touching his lips, you cleaned off his chest and used the tip of your tongue to swipe off the cream around the outline of his member. He grinned at the contact. Your hot tongue didn’t throw him off but it pleased him. The people in the room gasped and cooed in agreement. You straddled his waist and licked a line up his throat. Underneath you, Brett shuddered at the sensual act. The unusual feeling sent shockwaves to his sex making it hard for him to pretend that he wasn’t enjoying himself. Brett shocked you by grabbing your lips before you could lick off all the cream. He gave you a smirk afterward and stood up.

The last round was hectic. Almost everyone was drunk except Stiles, You, and Brett. They were going along with the craziest dares to rack up points. A girl named Kelsi gave Stiles a blowjob for two full songs. She pulled him away so they could finish up in the next room. Allison took off her bra to let Kira and Lydia suck on her nipples for one whole minute. Malia masturbated in front of the whole group, Scott had to let Hayden rub his inner thighs and not get hard, and Aiden yanked carried Lydia out of the room so they could have sex. Liam was the last dare. His dare involved you and him for 7 minutes of heaven.

You laughed as Liam fumbled around for a light switch. Drunk and frustrated that you were laughing at him, he accidentally glowed his eyes. At the sudden realization of what he did, he quickly retreated to a corner and grabbed his face in his hands. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, please don’t be scared…” You smiled at his cute behavior.

“I’m a monster, aren’t I?”
“I thought you were a werewolf”
“How’d you…”
“It’s Beacon Hills, right? You can’t be that hot and not be supernatural”
“You think I’m hot?”
“No, I think you’re adorable”
“I'm…Not…Adorable…”
Liam’s voice grew deep and husky.


He didn’t have to glow his eyes to know where you were. He walked towards you calmly and pinned you against the wall. Your breath hitched as you felt his heated presence hovering over you. Liam was tired of being treated like a kid, he was going to show you that he wasn’t. Not being able to see heightened your sense, making you more sensitive. You jumped at the touch of his warm, steady hands, gliding from your hips to the small of your back. At the same time, Liam leaned in to breathe heavily against your ear, “are you scared?” You could feel your folds being slick with your sweet juices at the sound of his rough voice. You shook your head no. Liam planted a wet kiss on your neck then growled against your soft skin, the vibrations making you feel good. “You should be.”
Liam ran a claw down your neck to ensure to felt how sharp it was. He trailed down and tugged at the front of your bralette, threatening to snap it and let your breasts fly freely. You moaned in anticipation, urging the wolf inside Liam to continue. Liam was scared of hurting you so he backed up just as the closet door opened. At the end of the game, Mason totaled the points. You and Brett tied since Stiles left the room.

Everyone left the room and the ache between your legs could not be subsided by a toy. You had to have sex and you needed it now. There was only one problem, well three. Who would you choose to accompany you for the night?

 
The Overconfident Brett?
Isaac The Smooth Panty Dropper?

Or
Angel-face Liam?

GOT7 Dark Past

*Gif is not mine

HOO BOY HERE WE GO. ARE YOU READY. LET’S GO.

Mark

  • you found the ‘A’ teasers by pure accident
  • it popped up on your suggested videos by accident and you’re like ???? then you clicked on it
  • RAMYEON HAIR MARK
  • you couldn’t believe t h i s was your sweet, cute boyf
  • you had to replay it a couple of times, cringing just as much w/ each replay
  • no clue how to reveal you finally knew what his fans meant by noodle hair
  • everyone else’s teasers had distinctive lines whilst his was just 'come with me’
  • THEN an idea hits you
  • you’re p close with his stylist, you talked w/ her when you were on set and mark had to go for his shoot
  • so you hit her up and asked her for a favor
  • and she DELIVERED
  • next time mark took you to a photo shoot set, you told him you’d meet him there
  • he doesn’t see you when you first walk in with his exact outfit from the teaser on
  • everyone knows what you’re up to n they can’t hold in their laughter
  • jackson almost blows the surprise by squealing real loud but jinyoung shuts him up
  • when it’s mark’s turn to be photographed you’re the one who gets him
  • he doesn’t up from his phone when you walk in
  • then you grab his wrist and tug,
  • “A…Come with me…”
  • he looks up, sees what you’re wearin
  • falls out of his chair n onto the floor, wigglin his feet as he laughs in disbelief
  • can’t look at you the entire shoot or else he bursts out into laughter and goes red

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How the boys of 13rw would react when...

You’re taking to another guy?

Once again I’m assuming you mean the 13rw boys :D enjoy!!!
(B/N is boys name btw)

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Montgomery:

Originally posted by knightlley

Monty would spot the two of you, leaning against some lockers, you laughing at some dumb joke this kid had told you as the boy would use that to inch closer to you. It didn’t take more than two seconds for Montgomery to make his way over to you and end whatever was going on. He would slide himself directly in the middle of the two of you, his back facing the other man and his eyes locking on yours, a small smile forming on his lips as he would lean in and capture you in a passionate kiss which you confusingly yet eagerly returned. Monty would keep you in the liplock for as long as he could, with no fighting from you as you merely basked in your boyfriends affection, before he finally pulled away when he heard the other man cough loudly, regretfully leaving your lips and giving a lazy glance towards the source from over his shoulder. You hung your head slightly and rolled your eyes at your boyfriends behavior, realizing why he was doing this. You leaned over Montys shoulder to give a sorry glance at the friend you were talking to “Sorry B/N” you tried to console as he then quickly turned and walked away, definitely not wanting to get in the crosshairs of Montgomery De La Cruz. You then moved back to look at Monty and slapped him playfully on his shoulder “Dammit Montgomery that was my lab partner” you explained trying to sound angry but you couldn’t lose the tugging of a smile on your lips. He would break out in a wide grin and roll his eyes “From what I saw it looked like he wanted to be a lot more than lab partners” he stressed, defending himself as he moved closer to you, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist pulling you flush against him “And I just wanted to make it clear that I’m the only partner for you”. You cocked your head to the side “Oh I think you made that quite clear” you teased, crinkling your nose. “Good” he sung before capturing you in another kiss

Zach:

Originally posted by alltimewolf

Zach would shut that down real quick. He knew he could go over there, scare the kid senseless or he could bring you to him in a way that didn’t seem as jealous or dicky. He’d call your name, flashing you a bright smile that you saw as nothing but harmless. In response, you said your goodbyes to your friend and waltzed over to your boyfriend who you then caught angrily staring down your friend you had just left who could now no longer ever make eye contact with you again in fear of the great Zach Dempsey. You would scrunch your eyebrows as you glanced up at your boyfriend “Did you call me over to get me to stop talking to my friend?” You would ask, Zachs arm already around your shoulders. “Would you be mad if I said yes” he would reply a teasing smile dancing on his lips. “Were you jealous?” He would scoff at that, shaking his head in an attempt to say no but you could see it in his eyes, the fear that you no longer loved him or the fear that this guy could be something more than just a friend, the fear of losing you. You rolled your eyes at Zach but immediately placed a small kiss on his cheek “You have nothing to worry about” you’d soothe “But please don’t make all of my guy friends afraid to talk to me”. He would laugh, placing a kiss on the top of your head “Fine, but as long as they know you’re mine”

Jeff:

Originally posted by booksandcoffees

No one ever saw Jeff really as the jealous type and that would normally be true, but he just couldn’t contain himself when he saw you with another guy, one that looked way too enthralled with everything you had to say and one that was dangerously too close to you. Jeff abruptly left his conversation he was having with Zach and Monty and immediately moved over to you. Jeff had no clue what he was going to do but he did know that he wasn’t gonna be an ass about it, not out right at least. In a matter of no time he was by your side, his muscular arm snaking around your waist and resting his hip against yours. He glanced down at you flashing a small smile that then carried onto the man in front of the two of you “Hey I’m Jeff” he said in his nicest sing song voice he could muster “You are?”. The second Jeff arrived the boy nearly fainted, he was completely aware who Jeff was, just as much as he was completely aware of the two of your relationship just as much as you were completely aware of what Jeff was doing. Instead of answering the boy in front of you gave you a meek goodbye and walked away “Well that wasn’t very nice” Jeff sarcastically spoke, causing you to nearly double over in laughter “Someone jealous?” You would question after your fit of laughter, peering up to lock gazes with him. He shrugged “Just trying to make friends” he lamely defended causing you once again to snicker and tightly hug his side “Awe don’t worry Atkins, I only love you”. His smile would turn soft as he returned the hug, resting his chin on top of your head “Good because I love you too”

Justin:

Originally posted by nialler-hoeran

He would think of any way to get your attention, settling on the good old fashion way of walking up to you and interrupting your conversation between you and whoever this stupid kid was. “Hey babe” he would greet completely ignoring the fact that you were in the middle of a sentence. Your friend glanced between the two of you “Uh I’ll talk to you later” your friend suggested “No, no it’s okay” yo I would try to begin but both you and your friend saw the quirk in Justin’s eyebrow and the clench of his jaw “It’s fine” and like that, your friend was gone. “Did you really interrupt my conversation to say hi?” You would question, somewhat upset. He would shrug and glance down at you “I didn’t like how he was looking at you” was his response that sent you giggling. “You’re a dick you know that” you would reply playfully yet lovingly “A dick that loves you and wants him all to himself” he reminded planting a kiss first on your forehead and then on your lips, pulling you as tight against himself as he could.

Alex:

Originally posted by straxh

Alex would try to shrug it off, try not to stare intently at the two of you, try not to run up to you, grab your hand and lead you away, but it didn’t work. He would watch the two of you, every move and every laugh and just wait until you were done. He didn’t want to make a scene and as much as he knew this could just be an innocent little chat between two mutual friends but this thought didn’t stop his heart from racing and blood from boiling. He knew he shouldn’t be jealous but while that seemed to register in his brain it did no such thing in his heart. When you were done you would wave to your friend goodbye and he’s don your way, spotting your boyfriend Alex you would head over to him “Hey babe” you would greet, giving him a peppy side hug. He would give a low smile and nod in response, not getting that kid out of his mind “What’s up?”. He would shake his head but ultimately end up telling you “I know it’s stupid I just, I saw you with that guy and you looked really happy and I don’t know, I don’t know it’s stupid, really”. You would laugh in response and hug his side tighter “Nobody makes me happier than you Alex” you would assure “I love you”. This time a real smile would take over his face, holding onto you like you were his lifeline “I love you too babe”

Clay:

Originally posted by theindigorose

Clay would be so awkward about it all. He knew he had no right to be upset but he couldn’t help the feeling of anger and curiosity. This boy you were laughing and talking to was probably a friend or a partner in class or a friend of a friend but all he could think of was the absolute worse. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the two of you and after a bit, you would notice. Leaving your conversation you walked over to clay, grabbing his hand as he continued to stare at the man you were just talking to “Whatcha lookin at?” You playfully questioned, wiggling your eyebrows. He would glance at you then at the man then laugh “I-I’m sorry Y/N” he would begin “I didn’t mean to stare I just-” but you cut him off with a quick kiss and an encouraging smile “You’re cute when your flustered”. A rosy blush would appear in his cheeks as he shook his head “Im always flustered” he reminded with a laugh. Giving a slight wink you squeezed his hand “Exactly”

anonymous asked:

Hey there! Since your ask box is open, can I request a series of reactions from the chocobros when their s/o wears their clothes? Thanks! (SFW please!).

A/N: New mod! Hello everyone!

Chocobro’s reaction to their S/O wearing their clothes:

Noctis:

  • He’s easily the second most flustered of the boys. He thinks he can play it off but everyone knows better.
  • You look good in anything you wear but there’s something more appealing when you dress like that.
  • He has a bunch of really dorky fishing shirts that are too big for you but you wear them anyways
  • It has something like ‘I’ve got a bite’ written over it with a Lucian Carp on a line. It’s kinda cute. 
  • “hey noct isn’t it your turn to do laundry today?” Silence. “why are you staring at me like that?”
  • “you know how everyone always says that there’s plenty of fish in the sea? Well, they’re wrong because you’re the best catch I’ve ever made.”
  • He still does the laundry, though.

Prompto:

  • He is the reigning prince of blushing. You’ve seen how it can get so bad that his freckles kinda disappear. 
  • Flustered, stuttering, actively forgetting words, thats all his jam.
  • He’s been pretty busy lately but he finally got a day off and is chilling at his desk, doing some maintenance on his camera and saving the pictures on an external drive. 
  • After changing you grab your phone and walk over to him. After you drape yourself over his shoulders you tell him “hey prom, say cheese!”
  • When you move away from him, he glances over and his mouth drops open. “I-Is that my hoodie?!“ 
  • Its a cute yellow one with a silhouette of a chocobo saying ‘kweh’
  • You cock your head to the side. “Yeah i was kinda cold and it was on the bed so I grabbed it. Why, were you about to go out?” He shakes his head, his face completely red. 
  • “N-No you just…look really good.” He laughs, earning a small blush from you. Smiling back, you hold your phone up.  "Sooo you wouldn’t mind if I take a few more?“ He’s a huge dork so he pulls you into his arms and lap and takes your phone. "More great memories together, right?”

Gladiolus:

  • Big guy doesn’t get flustered easily, but when he sees something he likes, he’ll do what he can to make it his.
  • So he’s pleasantly surprised when you come out of a shower in his training clothes after a run one day.
  • “Hey there good lookin’, whats the occasion?” You roll your eyes and place a kiss on his cheek. “What, I cant wear your clothes?”
  • “More like you cant wear them if you don’t like me giving you more and more attention. But, since you’re already dressed, how about a quick spar before breakfast?”
  • That earned him a sigh with a smile. “Just dont get distracted by how good I make this outfit look.” “Don’t worry, I can still take you down.”
  • wears a cheeky grin the rest of the day, even if he loses
  • His home screen is actually one of the photos that he’s taken of them in his clothes
  • changes it often, sometimes even just leaving the ones where the clothes are super baggy just to remind him that you’re super adorable and he cant wait to see you?
  • he always wonders how he got so lucky

Ignis:

  • We all know he’s the most difficult to get a rise out of but boy when it happens it’s the best feeling? Like how there’s only a set few people that can really make this man lose his composure, and his S/O is in the top 3.
  • He tends to slip up a little more, and if he’s really distracted he might just stare for a bit.
  • Is up early or even late doing some work for King Regis or even has to deal with some of the Kingslaive paperwork bc lets face it, Ignis is probably the most well put together individual in Insomnia?
  • So you end up wandering into the study with one of his button ups and some ebony for him.
  • He doesn’t notice right away when he takes the mug from your hand, but as he turns to look at you he has to make sure he sets the mug down safely before staring at you quietly.
  • “…? What’s wrong Specs?”
  • “…nothing, you just look more radiant than Shiva right now.”
  • how smooth, amirite?

- Mod Tissa 

Remedy (1)

Bucky x reader

Bucky’s POV.

Notes: trigger warnings! Implications of sexual abuse, mentions of torture, swearing, injuries, cute-ass Bucky who knows exactly how to be sweet and careful. 

It starts out a bit dark, but I promise, it’s all sweetness after. I thought everyone could use a little sweet, caring, cute and a little snarky Bucky after today. I hope you’re all doing okay, and I hope this maybe helps getting your minds off pressing matters, even if it’s just for a few minutes. Love you guys, stay strong. 

Summary: when a woman is found at an abandoned Hydra base, more dead than alive, Bucky takes it upon himself to help her in any and every way he can. He doesn’t have much of a choice, being the first to approach her without the intention of hurting her in a long time, she doesn’t trust anyone around but him. 

Originally posted by jamesbuchananbarnesisbae

“Steve, seriously. I don’t need a babysitter”

“I’m not babysitting you, Buck”

“Then why are you still on my damn ass when you could be on the other side of this fuckin’ warehouse, and thus, making this go a hell of a lot faster?”

Silence.

Steve can be such a damn mom sometimes., thinking I can’t do a fucking sweep on my own.

“You know, sometimes you make me think that you just like lookin’ at my ass, Rogers”

“I’d like to be lookin’ at your ass when I kick it” Steve muttered under his breath, as if I couldn’t hear it.

“Don’t tempt me”

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