love his hair and his everything here

anonymous asked:

What about your top three suitors? 😏

Byron and Everyone else 😂

Umm, ok, ok..

Byron - I would keep you here all night explaining. Love his aesthetic and he’s just gaaah. Everything.

Rayvis - also like his aesthetic, dark hair, light eyes, his color scheme. He seems very loyal, I like that.

After that it gets difficult… everyone else is about the same … maybe Louis since I want a threesome with him and Byron, but I don’t think he and I would have a good relationship.

Have a great night 😗

Okay, I gotta fangirl for a minute here. Anyone who has followed my blog for longer than five minutes knows that my all time favorite character is Levi, okay. I love everything about that short, awkward, jaded stress ball and bruh, the animators CAME THROUGH on his appearence this season. 

Check this out…

I am sure that a majority of us can agree that this^ is easily one of the best shots of Levi in season one, and it truly is a great little scene. His eyes are all intense. His hair is nice and jagged for effect. His lips look all pouty and whatnot. 

BUT FUCKING LOOK AT THIS MAGIC OKAY:

LOOK AT THOSE LIPS Y’ALL. LOOK AT THOSE TIRED, NARROWED EYES AND BASK IN HIS VISIBLE IRISES WHERE YOU CAN ACTUALLY MAKE OUT THE COLOR IN THEM. GAZE AT THAT BOOPABLE NOSE AND ADMIRE THAT INCREDIBLY SHARP ASS JAWLINE. 

THAT FACE BELONGS ON VOGUE

It has been a two year drought of Levi animation in this fandom and I have been THIRSTY AS FUCK, but WIT came through with a sexy glass of cold ass ice water and I am HERE 👏 FOR 👏 IT 👏

This animation quality has me screaming at my laptop screen hype af like

jesus fucking christ yessssssssss fucking stand there Levi. Nod your head and talk boi fucking slay me with your perfectly animated face 

yessss bitch FLIP that cravat
FLIP THAT SHIT
BOI YES

SLAUGHTER THEM TITANS LEVI FuUKCniggksjdjhg

5

Tell me goodbye

“Aren’t you coming in?”

Request: A concept of Harry in the shower?

Smut, my friends. Just smut.

He’s slow to get out of bed, long limbs stretching out causing him to moan quietly before bringing his hands to his face to rub the sleep away. The cold air pricks his skin, hissing as feet contact the cold floor because someone must have the air on in the middle of October. Goosebumps decorate his skin, he wants desperately to crawl back into the warmth you provide, to burrow under the sheets return to his dreams but, he also wants a nice hot shower.

Cold hands duck back under the covers encountering your sleepy warm cheeks. He grins as he folds the covers back, you’re not the most peaceful sleeper so your hair is fanned over your face, oversized tee-shirt bunched up under your chest but H thinks you look so sweet. Eyelashes kissing the soft skin of your cheekbones, lips parted and hands tangled into the warm white sheets. He just wants to kiss and touch each little part of you. Which he plans on doing, just not right now.

“M’takin’ a shower, my love.” He mumbles hoarsely, voice still weak as it struggles to wake up. “If you want to join me, you know where I’ll be.” He presses gentle kisses on your forehead before bending up at the waist and walking into the bathroom. There is no undressing to be done, you took care of that last night. So, he simply flicks on the facet and waits until the water is challenging hell itself. When fog has formed on the bathroom mirrors and the shower door is now opaque with steam, he hops in mewing at the hot droplets that dance down his skin.

Not to long after, he hears the door creek open. A smug grin splashes on his face, it’s a well-known fact in your relationship that taking a shower with each other is far nicer than taking a shower alone, which explains why you’re standing in the bathroom in H’s oversized tee, cold and verging on grumpy. His head has now poked out of the condensation covered glass door and he’s giving you this smile that makes your heart pound because he just looks so good. Droplets of water cling to each strand of curly brown hair, the warm water has added a red tinge to his skin and his dimples are so deep you swear you could practically live there. “Well, aren’t you coming in?”

When you’ve finally made it in the shower, his hands steady you at your hips. You’re still waking up so you’re wobbly but with his large fingers holding firmly to the fragile skin, you feel completely steady. He’s got you pulled into his warm chest rubbing your back as the water cascades down it. Your ear is pressed against his chest, a small hand pressed flush to the dash of curls lined under his bellybutton. This causes him to groan, his head rests atop yours, you’re both still sleepy, eyes heavy but as large hands begin to make their way down your body, you begin to fully awaken. His finger has captured your chin, pulling your face to meet his. With a wink and half a smile, he kisses you. It’s soft and enthusiastic but not overpowering, his hand snakes into your wet hair sighing softly into the kiss as he pulls you closer. God, he just loves having you so close. His lips press feverish kisses onto your bruised lips. He’s moaning into the kiss now, a knee pushing its way between your thighs, rolling his hips at the thought of you. He’s hot and with you pressed so closely against him so early in the morning he’s getting hotter and he wants you.

The shower wall is cold, colored tiles press into the soft skin of your back as H gently shoves you against them. His hands encase your face holding you so close, his eyes dance back and forth between yours asking permission to continue. With a quick nod from you, he smiles again, puffy lips press softly against your forehead, to your nose and lips and he’s back at it again. Tongue swiping your lower lip, biting down on it gently as your hands tangle in his wet hair giving a firm tug. Something he fucking loves. His hands are everywhere now, wanting to take his time and appreciate each part of you but wanting everything too desperately to slow down.

“Fuck, just come here.” His hands are pawing at your thighs, growling deliciously at the first form of contact. “God, just want you.” He expresses, hips rolling seeking pleasure in the most delicate of places. The water has now begun to chill, causing H to hiss when the first stream of cold water hits his back, but if anything, it makes him speed along his actions. He’s so vocal, so quick to tell you how good you feel or perfect you are. His face is buried in your neck, mouthing at your collarbone as he devours you. The water is frigid, each thrust causing him to fall back into the freezing stream but it feels so good. Everything feels so good and you’re wrapped so tightly around him. Nails rake down wet, tan skin. Eyes squeezing shut as everything becomes too much.

It’s easy to see why taking showers together is much better than taking showers separately, but boy, does it run up the water bill.

One night // SHAWN MENDES

Overview: you’re in a relationship but you’re in love with Shawn- the only reason you’re not with him is because you’re scared of being hurt. One night things get heated between you and Shawn and feelings are confessed.

Requested: YASSS

Authors note: sooooo this is new


“So how’s Jeff?” his eyes glint mischievously as he turns to look at me, our attention quickly focusing on the other rather then the movie.

“Jeff?” I hum, raising an eyebrow at him.

“You know, your boyfriend?” the way he says it makes shivers crawl up my spine.

“He’s good,” I murmur, turning away from him.

“Just good?” he prods, nudging my side with his elbow making me squirm.

“He’s amazing,” I sigh, looking back a him. “He’s so kind and patient, never rushes me into anything I don’t want to do.” I pause, my eyes locked onto Shawn’s, his face blank of emotions.

“He listens to me, I listen to him. We work well together,” 

“Do you think he might be the one?” Shawn questions just above a whisper.

No words come out my mouth as I stare at him. Was my relationship with Jeff endgame? I had no clue.

“Why would you ask me that?” Instead comes out my mouth.

“Curious,” he whispers and in that moment it felt like the room heated up. It felt like the skin of my thigh that was resting against Shawn’s was on fire.

“I don’t know, its too soon,” I whisper back, unaware that I was moving closer to him.

“You’ve been dating for 7 months,” Shawn states, reciprocating my movement.

“Does that mean I have to know now?” I asks sarcastically and Shawn smirks.

“Its usually a good clue for a relationship,” Shawn looks like he wants to say something else.

“Maybe he is, maybe he isn’t,” I shrug. There was tension in the room, something that was unsaid between our friendship that was bound to come out soon. That time seemed to be now.

“Do you love him?” Shawn’s eyes blaze at the question, passion glowing in them.

“I don’t know,” I breathe the words, my face inches from his. I hadn’t even realize we’d gotten this close. The last time I’d been in a position like this with him was 9 months ago- before Jeff- where Shawn and I had kissed.

Deep in my soul, I knew I wanted to kiss him again. I wanted to feel his heated lips pressed against my own as my hands trailed up his back to tangle in his hair. I shouldn’t want this- crave this, especially when I had Jeff.

“Why did you run away from me last time?” Shawn asks me quietly, immediately I know he’s thinking about the same thing I am.

“I..” I can’t find the words again. “I was scared,” 

He freezes, his nose brushing the tip of mine and my cheeks burn at the contact, his presence did things to my body that never occurred when I was with Jeff. 

“Of me?” his eyes drop to my lips before flicking back up.

“I don’t think I could ever be scared of you Shawn,” the thought making a smile appear on my face at the absurd question.

“Then what?” His tone is soft, weary. This is the most we’ve ever talked about it. After our moment of passion I had fled- not wanting to see Shawn. After that searing kiss I had buried my emotions in fear of being hurt by him. 

“I didn’t want you to break my heart,” I gulp, the truth finally out in the open.

“Y/n, I would never dream of breaking your heart,” Shawn whispers, his hands reaching up to cup my face.

“I know,” For some weird reason I’m crying. Shawn however, simply wipes away the fallen tears.

“The last thing I want is to see you hurt because of me,” he whispers. Jeff doesn’t even cross my mind as my best friend inches closer to me until his lips are about to brush mine.

“I wish that what I knew now, I knew ages ago,” he says and its like time has frozen, its just me and him.

“I’m sorry,” I mumble and he smiles but it looks fake.

“I wish you were mine, I know I’m selfish to want this when you have a boyfriend but you do crazy things to me,” His words pull me in until its like I’m drowning in them.

“There’s nothing wrong-” I don’t even bother finishing my sentence, my breathing rugged as his hands crawl to hold my waist, my skin feeling hot where his thumb lazily rubs the exposed area.

“One night,” he mutters, to himself or me I’m unsure. “I want you for one night, all mine,” 

Then his lips are upon mine and its everything I’ve imagined from last time. He tastes the same, minty with a slight hint of the tea he always seems to be drinking.

My hands are in his hair as he’s pulling me closer, his lips feverishly pressing into mine and I’m shaking from the feeling of his body against mine. 

Not once do I think of my boyfriend as Shawn picks me up, carrying me to his bedroom to place me on the bed. 

I don’t think about how he’s at home right now, trusting me, as my shirt is being discarded on the floor. 

I don’t think about how he’s been perfect in every aspect that a boyfriend could be as my jeans are peeled off my legs and Shawn crawls between them, his skin flush against mine.

All that crosses my mind is how Shawn is here, right now, kissing me, holding me, touching me. Friends don’t do this. Friends don’t feel this way about each other. A girlfriend doesn’t feel this way when she’s in a relationship with someone else.

Shawn’s damp forehead presses against mine as he raises his arms to press my hands against the mattress, entwining our fingers together as I cry out softly at the feeling of Shawn.

“I’m in love with you,” My eyes snap to meet his in the dimly lit room, his eyes filled with adoration and love. Just like Jeff’s.

“I love you,” I can’t help but whimper back at him. He murmurs it again, repeating it over and over as the night slowly fades away and the morning approaches.

When I wake up, he’s not next to me. I sit up, my stomach a mess of emotions. I slept with Shawn. That same sentence on loop inside my head.

Chucking a shirt over my head I make my way to the kitchen where I hear Shawn’s voice.

“Yeah no sorry she’s still here, she fell asleep and it was late,” his tone is impassive and I feel my stomach drop to the floor.

“Yeah I’ll tell her you called, bye,” He puts his phone on the bench, running his hands through his hair and tugging on the ends in a stressful manor.

“Shawn?” I ask softly. He turns around at my voice.

“Hey,” He smiles at me.

“Who was that?” My voice tremors, both of us knowing that I already knew the answer.

“Jeff,” I still take a sharp intake of breath at the name.

“Y/n,” Shawn breaks the silence. “I want you to know that not for one second last night that anything I said was a lie, I meant every word,” he’s searching my face, looking for a sign that I feel the same.

“Shawn,” I whisper, I’m scared I’ve stuffed everything up.

“Y/n please, no, don’t tell me last night was a mistake,” He’s tearing up quickly and it makes my heart clench. “You told me you loved me,” His voice wobbles and it tips me over the edge.

“I’m sorry,” I sob, my hand wiping my watery eyes. “I’m so sorry,”

“No, no,” I’ve never seen Shawn cry until now. “Please don’t tell me you’re going back to him,”

“I never lied last night Shawn,” He tries to smile but fails miserably. “But I cheated Shawn, Jeff never deserved that.”

“I should have stopped it when I could have,” He turns away from me, his shoulders shaking slightly.

“Hey,” I walk over to him, placing a hand on his bare shoulder.

He turns slightly to me and I wipe away one of his tears and he sniffles, smiling, doing the same to me.

“Last night wasn’t a mistake for me, it was a mistake in a sense that we shouldn’t have done that when I was in a relationship but our feelings couldn’t stay hidden forever,” he pulls me into his chest as I comfort him with my words.

“I’m sorry about how it happened,” He mutters into my hair.

“I’m going to go home and talk to Jeff about everything, I just hope I haven’t ruined his trust in relationships,” I trail off, the guilt simmering in my stomach.

“We all make mistakes,” Shawn leans back to look at me, holding my face in hands. “You’re human and it happens, we can’t take it back,” A silence fills the room.

“I’m going to come back here tomorrow, we’re going to talk about us,” I tell him softly.

“There’s an us?” Shawn asks, shock written across his features.

“I love you, remember?”

Take It or Leave It

Summary: “I’m yours, in every way you’ll have me.”

Pairing: Lance Tucker x Reader

Warnings: Language, Angst, eventual fluff

Word Count: 854

A/N: This is my submission for my beloved Manu’s [@jurassicbarnes] blogaversary writing challenge!! This is my first Lance fic, so I hope you all enjoy it!!

Originally posted by kingsebastian

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My Fake Boyfriend Part 11 (Final Part)

Summary: After receiving a very rude letter of your ex on the mail saying that he is going to get married. You see yourself not knowing what to do, you can just let it go or accept the help of your hot neighbor and pretend he is your boyfriend.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 3571

Warnings: A lot of emotions, a lot of fluffy and a little of smut.

@drinkfantasy thank you so much for being my beta. You are the best.

You are so happy, you can’t believe that today you are finally going to sleep on your own bed. “You know, I really like to see you wearing my clothes.” You smile at Bucky’s words as he hugs you from behind.

“I like to wear them, they smell like you.” You are wearing a pair of leggings and one of his sweaters. It’s so big and comfortable. “You can keep it if you want, it looks really good on you.” You turn around kissing him on the lips. “You are going to regret this, in a couple months you are not going to have any more clothes to wear.” You say playful, taking his hair out of his forehead.

“I don’t mind, I can always steal them back and this way they are gonna smell like you.” He is so sweet, you can’t believe how kind and precious Bucky Barnes can be, especially after everything he has been through.

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anonymous asked:

Smut anon - "baby, come on. One more." Shawn says, his head between your thighs as the ache for him becomes stronger. You'd already come twice, and you were yet to feel his hardness inside you. "Shawn, please. I can't." You beg, just wanting him, rather than his tongue and fingers which he'd been giving you till now. "One more and then that's it baby, one more for me. Your really hot when you come for me." He says, as he looks at your dropping heat and thinking about how he loves to taste you

oh shit here i am *cracks knuckles* - NSFW is under the cut 

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Forbidden Love | Pt. 4

▷ Jimin Angst

❥ “I think about you a little more than I should..”

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Epilogue

Scrolling through the text messages for the last time, you took a deep breath and turned your phone off.

Leaning back on the bench you were sitting on, you closed your eyes and thought about what had happened just a while ago.

↳ One hour ago

“Your marriage with him is based on a contract, Y/N.”

The minute you heard those words coming out of Jimin’s mouth, your head shot up and you looked at him with a shocked expression plastered on your face. “W-What?”

Taking a deep breath, Jimin closed his eyes and mumbled. “Everything is fake, Y/N-ah..”

Not believing what he said, you covered your ears with your hands and started shaking your head from side to side furiously. “N-No! No you’re lying, Jimin! You’re saying that because you don’t want me to be with him! He wouldn’t do something like that! Taehyung wouldn’t do that!”

Hesitantly, he took a step towards you and reached out for your hands, stoking them softly. “This is the truth, Y/N.. His family forced him to marry you because they needed the money for their company. Taehyung was against it the whole time, until his family told him that he was allowed to divorce you after being married to you for 3 years..”

Closing your eyes, you let the tears roll down your face as you whispered with a shaky voice. “E-Everything was fake.. Every hug, every kiss, each ‘I love you’ was fake..”

Wrapping his arms around your shaking body, he stroke your hair gently. “Shh, I’m here.. I’ll be always by your side, Y/N..”

Pushing him away strongly, you punched his chest with your shaky hands. “No, you can’t! You belong to someone else, Jimin! You can’t be mine, we can’t be together!”

“Damn it, Y/N! Stop saying that I belong to someone else! I belong to you and only you! My heart beats for you! It belongs to you! Why can’t you understand this?!”

“Because my heart beats for Taehyung, Jimin!”

Best Mission Ever

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Request:Could you do a smut or normal but with make out for Peter Parker where him and the reader both get stuck in the storage facility and have to pass the time just like in the movie? But instead of webbing walls and jump roping with a web, they have fun with each other ;) I love your writing btw #blessyou- anon

word count: 2469

Warnings: SMUT

Note: I decided to change a bit how they got into the trailer with the alien tech for it to make sense in the fic? but everything else is pretty much the same. ALSO THIS IS MY FIRST? (kinda) SMUT SO GO EASY ON ME ALSO I’M KINDA EMBARRASSED? but anyways hope you guys enjoy!

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Originally posted by tomhollandisdaddy

Peter was glad he got to go to the Academic Decathlon team, and so was Y/n, however they were for completely different reasons. Peter was really close to discovering who was robbing the alien tech and selling it back, he just needed to follow his tracker and everything would be okay.

Y/n was just happy that her boyfriend was reintegrating himself into school activities. With all his spidey action he barely had time for himself and the things he used to enjoy. Besides, a couple stolen kisses in hotel rooms wouldn’t hurt anybody, right?

They both had been studying non stop, trying to get as many practice as possible before the decathlon, until Peter claimed he needed a rest.

“I’m just getting really tired”

The girl smiled as she slid closer to Peter, playing with his hair and holding him close.

“Maybe we could go upstairs? We haven’t been alone in a while Pete.”

He knew what she meant, and there wasn’t anything he wanted more than to go upstair and kiss his girl all night, making her body shake under him, but he had to go.

He stood up before the girl got any closer, sending and apologetic smile at her.

“I know love, but I gotta go -uhh- take a shower, I’m really tired”

The girl frowned as she saw her boyfriend getting out of the room, leaving her hanging. Had he just rejected her? He only did that when he had superhero duties but-they weren’t in Queens; maybe he really was tired.

She decided to head to her room as well and give some time to the boy. She hanged with Liz until she suggested they got into the pool.

“Go tell Peter and Ned and I’ll tell Michelle and Flash”

“Be right back”

Y/n made her way to the boy’s room, but as she was turning down the corner she spotted Ned and Peter talking outside the door.

“You can’t go Peter! What if something happens to you!”

“Nothing will happen! I’ll be back before the decathlon”

“But what if you’re not? Does Y/n knows? What am I supposed to tell her?”

“Just tell her I had a migraine and falled asleep, I gotta go- see you!”

Peter went on the other direction running, as Ned watched him go, still outside their room. Now or never, she thought. She might as well confront Ned already.

“Hey Ned!”

The boy jumped in surprise as he saw her approaching, quickly closing the door behind him.

“Hey Y/n! Waddup!”

“Hey we are going all to the pool, wanna join us?”

“Sure, I’ll be down in a sec”

“Great, I’ll come inside to tell Peter”

She tried to grab to the doorknob, however Ned stopped her, getting in the way and blocking completely the entrance.

“You can’t go inside”

“Why not? He’s my boyfriend”

“Well, he’s just- uhh- sleeping”

“Well, I’ll just check on him, he said he was feeling bad earlier”

“No!- You can’t go inside”

“Why don’t you want me inside? What are you doing in there?”

“Im- uhh- watching porn”

The girl definitely stepped back as she heard his confession. Ned was a really dedicated friend or a very honest person. Either way, she didn’t need that much information

“Well, I’ll-ummm- leave you to it, we’ll be in the pool when you’re- finished”

If that wasn’t a sign that they were hiding something she didn’t knew what was. She decided to go in the same direction as Peter’s, and maybe try to spy on him. She hurried along the way until she spotted a blur of red and blue getting above the rooftop of a trailer. She took a cab and asked him to follow it, driving for almost 2 hours, until it finally made a stop.

She paid and got out of the cab, approaching the trailer Peter had just gotten into. She found the boy had left the door open, getting inside as quietly as she could.

They boy was looking around the place, looking for something, until he finally spinned around and saw her.

He took off his mask as his eyes grew wider in surprise. “Y/n! Why-What- What are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same question”

The boy tried to think of a response until he heard a noise from above the top of the trailer. Shit Shit Shit! The bird dude had arrived.

“I’ll explain later okay just- hide for now”

She did as instructed and hided behind a big box,hoping she wouldn’t get discovered by whoever was getting in, but mostly worried about Peter’s safety. She waited, trying to get a peek at what was happening behind the boxes.

“I’m sorry but I’m gonna need you to give back those things” Really Peter? Way to talk during a possible fight

“Get out of my way or you’ll get hurt

“The only person getting hurt-”

The next thing she heard  was a loud noise as a couple boxes and things falled down, probably from a struggle. She couldn’t hear Peter anymore, and neither could she hear the other person. She waited a couple minutes in silence until she finally stepped out, finding some empty boxes and Peter’s body, unconscious in the floor.

She went straight to him, trying to wake him up, with no luck. He wasn’t responding to anything she did, and she was getting scared. He still had a steady pulse, so that calmed her a little bit.

After a while of waiting the trailer got moving again, trapping her and Peter inside. She didn’t even had her phone! She could not believe her luck.

She placed her boyfriends head on her lap and slowly falled asleep, while still stroking his hair.

Peter was the first one to wake up, standing up and realising what had happened, the trailer had stopped moving.He went next to his girlfriend and cupped her face, trying to get her to wake up.

“Love, wake up”

Y/n slowly opened her eyes, remembering what had happened last night.

“Peter! Are you alright?-What happened yesterday? Who was that and why- Oh my god the decathlon! What time is it?”

“Calm down Y/n, we need to find a way out of here first, then everything else okay?”

She nodded as she stood up. The moved together a couple boxes blocking the door and prepared to push it open. They tried a couple times until it finally set them free, at last from the trailer, since they were now in a big room full of other like that one.

“Where are we?”

“It’s a storage, they keep all the alien crap I told you about here”

“So, we are basically in the most guarded place on earth, how are we getting out?!”

“We should try to look for any escape? Come with me, we’ll shot at the door to see if it opens, or at least sets and alarm”

They tried to push, punch and move all the walls they could, however nothing they did helped. It was useless. They had been trying for what felt like hours, although it had probably been 20 minutes.

“Peter let’s just- stop. Someone will have to come here someday- and then we’ll get out”

“But it could be like- hours until that happens! I’m bored Y/n- I’m sorry you’re in this mess with me”

“At least we’re together, that’s all that matters”. She approached her boyfriend and stood close to him, cupping his face with her hands. “Besides, times flies by when you’re busy”

Peter looked at her in surprise as he recognized the tone in her voice. She looked kinda messy, with her wrinkled clothes and tangled hair, but she had a hungry look in her eyes that made him want her even more.

He decided to play along as he said “You’ve got any ideas to keep us busy, love?”

She leaned in once again, looking him in the eye and smirking. “I’ve got a couple”

Right after this she pushed him against the wall behind the trailer, staying hidden. She kissed him hard and sloppy as she pulled his hair, trying to get as closer to each other as they could.

Peter grabbed her neck, deepening the kiss as he slid his tongue on her mouth, making the girl moan. They continued kissing and biting, until Peter rolled over and this time he pinned the girl against the wall.

“Hands up babygirl”

Y/n held her hands up high as Peter went for her neck, barely brushing his lips against it until he reached her sweet spot. He went ahead and started licking and sucking into it, leaving marks all over the place. He grabbed her hips, keeping her still, but closer to him than before.

He continued kissing her neck and under her jaw, all the way to her collarbone, making the girl shiver at the contact, until he moved his hands under her shirt, stroking her abdomen.

Peter grabbed the shirt and pulled from the bottom, stripping her out of it, leaving her in her bra.

“Wearing my favorite pair I see uh?”

“I- uhh- I wanted to surprise you”

She blushed as she remembered how she was planning on kicking Ned out and spending the night with Peter.

“How exactly were you going to surprise me? Tell me about it”

The boy went back to her neck as she slowly unmade the clasp of her bra and threw it aside as he stroke her left nipple.

“Peter-I”

“Tell me”

The girl was enjoying the sensation too much, and was barely able to form any thoughts, let alone sentences, but she managed.

“I was going to- get up in your room and kiss you- so hard, slow- I would touch and kiss all your body- i wanted to- get on my knees and suck you off, make you feel so good Pete”

The boy kept on stroking it as he licked the other nipple, pushin his hard on against the girl, who moaned at the contact of his dick against her.

“You feel that baby? All your dirty talk got me feeling this way”

The girl wanted to put her hands down and pull Peters hair again, even remove the stupid suit getting on their ways. She looked at Peter’s eyes, asking for permission before he put her hands down himself.

“I know you want to touch darling”

She quickly made her way to the suit’s button, stripping him down and finally touching Peter’s chest, sliding her hands to the waistband of his boxers.

“Peter, please, let me make you feel good”

She got on her knees and locked at Peter once again, before he nodded and slipped the boxers off himself.

The girl grabbed his dick on her hand, getting it a little wet before slowly stroking it, like she knew Peter liked. They boy in front of him was a mess by such a little touch, whimpering as she slid the tip of his cock onto her mouth.

She tried to take as much of him as she could, and once she was full she started bobbing her head forward, sucking and licking.Peter kept making needy voices as his hips thrusted on her mouth, pulling her hair. Her hand was good on the base, tight and warm, while she came back up to his head, tonguing at his cum.

“Look at me”

She glanced back at Peter as she kept on sucking him, sending him over the edge. She swallowed as he came, letting her name out in a muffled moan.

“You did so good Y/n”

She stood up and went to kiss him, while Peter unbuttoned her shorts and got her hand in her panties.

“It’s your turn to enjoy love”

She felt her legs shaking as he pushed his thumb against her clit, rubbing little circles. She let out a series of whimpers and started moving her hips along to him, trying to get as much friction as she could.

He moved one finger up her entrance and kept on moving his hand, while his mouth was now back to her neck and breast. She let her forehead rest on his shoulders until she felt a second finger sliding in, making her bite on him.

“Peter- faster please”

They boy did as asked and moved his hand even more, this time completely sliding of her shorts and panties.

“You ready babygirl?”

Y/n nodded as she tried to sit down, before Peter stopped her.

“No- I’m going to fuck you against the wall love, and you’re gonna take every inch of it, got it?”

She catched her breath and nodded, shaking in anticipation she placed herself against the wall.Peter went for her waist and carried her, as she held onto him with her legs and her arms.

He slid the tip on her and then completely out of nowhere, making them both moan at the contact of each other together. The girl made a whimpering noise as she started moving her hips desperately.

“Needy are we?”

“Peter-It’s been so long- please”

The boy considered teasing her a bit, but he was just as desperate as her. He hold onto the wall and her ass as he thrusted into her once again, making the girl let her head back.

They found a rhythm, going faster and faster, with a thin layer of seat covering their bodies as they tried to touch and take as much of each other as they could.

Everytime he thrusted too hard her back would slam against the wall, making her boobs bounce, inviting him to taste. He went back to rubbing her clit and biting her nipples. Y/n never wanted to stop, but she was so close, Peter was taking such good care of her she could barely hold on any longer.

“Peter-i’m gonna- I can’t wait much longer”

At her words the boy quickened his pace, thrusting faster, harder and deeper, while still rubbing her. She clenched her walls against him, making them both come together with loud moaning and fast breathing.

She finally slid her legs off Peters waist, still shaking from her orgasm as they touched their foreheads together, trying to catch their breaths.

“That was-intense”

Peter laughed as they seated down, trying to calm.

“If this is what you do in your spidey action then you should take me to your missions more often”

“Believe me, the only spidey action I got today was you”

“Well, at least I made it a little less boring, right?”

“Are you kidding? Best mission ever”

This time they both laughed and hold onto each other. They still had to wait, but at least they were no longer bored.


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SEASON FOUR FUCKED ME UP AND HERE'S WHY

- Ummm? Kalteneker is suddenly back? I’m here for this.

- FARMER LANCE YA’LL

- MATT FUCKIN HOLT AMIRIGHT

- Pidge's breakdown scene in the graveyard had me clutching a pillow and crying uncontrolably

- the nickname ‘Pidge’ comes from Matt AWW

- HOLT SIBLINGS YESSSSS

- alright enough with the Holt’s. SHE GAVE HIM A TOUR OF THE CASTLE AND HONESTLY??? YES.

- WHERE THE FUCK IS KEITH

- Loverboy Lance is my aesthetic

- Pidge is too cute i can’t

- I’M GAY FOR ACXA

- AND EZOR

- THEY’RE GAY FOR EACH OTHER TOO GODDAMN IT

- VOLTRON ON ICE FOR FUCKS SAKE

- Coran needs to be stopped

- i love him though

- ALLURA IS KEITH

- So Shiro can pilot black? I still think hes a clone tbh.

- WHERE WAS THE KLANCE

- Allura is my queen

- WHY? DOES? EVERYTHING? HAPPEN? SO? FAST? PLEASE? SLOW? DOWN?

- Um hi yes can i please get some HUNK GARRET APPRECIATION?

- KEITH WITH HIS LITTLE HOOD AND HIS FLOOFY HAIR HE’S SO CUTE

- Yo im claustrophobic and shit so that scene in the last episode where voltrons stuck and they cant move and THERES LITERALLY A BOMB GOING TO GO OFF is my actual nightmare i was SHOOK

- “Hello! Lotor here!”

- Zuko vibes

BTS and Cuddling

this is turning into a series or something. and i totally didn’t disappear for three months straight what are you talking about 👀


  • Seokjin

Pure tall bean. He’d love being the big spoon and just holding you, so that’s probably his go-to position when cuddling. However, he enjoys having your head on his wide chest, but only if you two are napping. At first, it was pretty awkward because he was so nervous his hands were literally shaking as he dragged you a little bit closer to his warm body. He found it kind of awkward though, and he still does, so you guys only cuddle when you’re going to sleep or watching a movie. Seokjin gets flustered when you’re this close, though, no matter how long you’ve been together, but he always smiles when he holds you. He gets hot pretty easily, so you never cuddle with a blanket over you two, unless you’re really cold. If he feels playful, he’d start tickling you. Also, would lean real close to your ear and while his lips are brushing the shell of it, he tells you the worst dad joke you’ve ever heard oh my god this nerd.

“Seokjin, come cuddle me.” “W-what? No-I mean, I-I, I don’t think I can right now.” “Stop being so flustered and hold me.” *while being dragged behind you on the couch, he’s happy that your back is pressed to his chest and you can’t see his blush*


  • Yoongi

My love. He’d totally be the small spoon, it doesn’t matter if you are a smurf, you’re going to hold him when you two cuddle, not the other way around. However, he enjoys when you two lay facing each other, because he loves gazing at your face. When you two face each other, he’ll grab your hands and rub your knuckles, whispering sweet stuff, sometimes kissing your fingers and palm. At first, he gets flustered too, but he gets over it soon. He usually whines for cuddles because we all know he needs attention and love. Whenever you hug him he lets out a quiet, happy sigh. Also, he’d totally come home late and if he doesn’t find you in bed he’s going to drag you in the bedroom and not let you go until morning. If you are already in bed though, he’d just flop down, wiggle his way under the covers and hold you tightly. That’s the only time he’s the big spoon.

“Love, come here.” “Yoongi, I’m busy.” “I can help you do that later, please, angel, let me hold you.” “Yoongi- what are you doing!?” “If you don’t come to me, I’ll take you forcefully. Not anyone gets me all affectionate but when I’m soft for you, you ignore me.” *pouts while pushing you gently on the couch*


  • Hoseok

!!! Cuddle king right here !!! He never ever misses the chance to cuddle you. Actual cuddlebug. Whenever you two aren’t in public he clings to you and good luck if you want to get him off of you. And by public I mean outdoors, because it really doesn’t matter if you two are around someone else, if he can cuddle and smooch you, he will. He doesn’t even care how you two cuddle, in what position, who is on top, who holds who, as long as you two are trapped in his bubble of love it doesn’t matter how you two cuddle. Cuddles also help him calm down, when he comes stressed or tired home, then you can bet your ass the first thing he does after taking off his shoes is collapse on you and hold you loosely while he sleepily mumbles a rant or directly falls asleep. Also, expect many tickle attacks and play fights, Hobi is a mischievous one.

“Babe, I’m tired, come to bed~” “Hobi, I’d love to but I’m kind of busy…” *whimper* “I can help you finish that after I feel better, please?” “… alright.”


  • Namjoon

Shy lil dork who really wants to hold you but something always goes wrong. He gets extremely flustered when you are around, and even if cuddling is great for him, he always does something that ruins everything. And someone usually gets an elbow in the face. However, he tends to hold you protectively while you two are sleeping, and if you don’t fall asleep while cuddling, you sure as hell wake up with this bear grasping at your side. He enjoys you hugging him reassuringly when he feels especially down, while he whispers everything that has been annoying him lately. He might fall asleep in the middle of the rant if you caress his hair. Joonie is big on tackle hugs, but only if you do it.

“Hun, can we… talk…?” “Uh, sure Joonie, what’s wrong?” “Nothing, it’s just that… everything became overwhelming in the past few days.” “Ah, Joonie, c’mere. You know I’ll always be here for you.” *sigh* “Thank you.”


  • Jimin

Awh, smol mochi loves his cuddles and blushes every time you two cuddle. He doesn’t even bother to hide it anymore, he just smiles brightly while his cheeks turn pink and he ruffles his hair before clinging to you. Only likes cuddling when you two are facing each other, although he enjoys falling asleep with you on his chest. Sometimes he snuggles into your side, when he feels extra-mushy or especially sad, but most of the time he’s okay with just holding your hand or caressing your face while you guys lay down, face-to-face, talking about nothing in particular. Don’t misinterpret, he loves himself some cuddles, but he enjoys being able to look at you more than feeling your presence. Sometimes he does feel like being the little spoon is going to solve all of his problems, though.

*giggle* “Babe, you look like an angel. Did you come here from the heavens to protect me?” *cue dramatic look* “Hey! Park Jimin! Stop with the greasiness~” “Ah, why? You can’t deny the fact that you looove when I’m like that.” *more giggles*


  • Taehyung

Oml good luck trying to pry him away, he’s going to latch like a koala and never let you go ever. He finds the weirdest positions to cuddle, too. Tae is another mischievous one, and he’s oddly playful most of the time, so don’t expect any of your cuddles to be serious. Most likely builds a pillow fort every night so you guys can cuddle in it while you binge watch anime and munch on junk food he doesn’t have the permission to eat. Also, pillow fights. Many of those. He doesn’t have any specific cuddling position, he always comes up with different ways to hold you, although every time he manages to get absolutely no space between your bodies. Tae likes feeling you close, knowing you are there, so pulling you flush against him is very common. While sleeping he will wrap all of his limbs around you. Good luck sleeping peacefully with a blanket on you too, this kid is pretty warm already.

“Tae… I can’t breathe…” “Oh? I’m sorry. *giggle* Maybe we can cuddle the other way around… wait… yeah. That’s it. Better?” “Certainly better than the last one.” “…” “…” “… babe. I’m hot. Can’t we go back to the other one…”


  • Jungkook

Square tf up Jeon. Fite me. Sigh. This kid loves his cuddles and surprisingly enough he isn’t flustered at all. Okay, maybe just the first few sessions. But after that he’s the literal cuddling god which makes me angry. He’s very warm and broad, and he’s pretty chill most of the time too. When he isn’t hyper, he’d like it if you lay on his chest, because that makes him feel ‘manly’ or some other alpha shit. If he’s feeling playful, though, he’d totally initiate a play fight or a tickle attack or a pillow war. And they’re all hardcore because Jungkook is pretty intense when it comes to games and competitions. If he’s feeling down, however, he’d be a little spoon, because he’s a softie at heart.

“Hey… I… you think you can, like, hold me for a while? I feel really down and I need someone right now.” “Oh? Sure. Want to talk about it?” *snuggles back* “Not really. Your embrace makes me feel better already.”


I really, really, really hate Jeon.

btw here’s my masterlist lol

also requests are open but it takes me half a year to write them rip

~ admin alexa

Last Forever

Request: Do you think you could do something where the reader is dating Tom and they barely see each other bc of Tom’s work and bc of that they get into a ridiculous fight about it over the phone and it ends really badly. Tom feels bad about all the nasty words that were said so he goes home and surprises her there’s just a bunch of fluff at the end?!

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Word Count: 1.4k (i got carried away, sorry)

Warnings: Language, Angst, eventual fluffy floof

A/N: this is a combo of 2 tom requests I got! hope you all enjoy, I’ve missed writing for this brit! x || main masterlist


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(on his move from Europe to Rockland County, NY at the age of 12) When you’re thrown into something so young, you don’t think about it too much. I was an only child, so it took me a while to form friends because my stepdad was the headmaster, and I had an accent for a while, but it was still early and you just sort of suck in everything at that age.

The Nyma Incident

Alright y’all, here it is. The next installment of the klance YouTuber AU. Honestly,,, it might be a little unrealistic, but I wrote it anyway and @elsiemcclay convinced me to post it,,, so. There’s that. This is technically for Day 8 of whump week, but it’s late. Sorry. But it’s longer than other one-shots in this AU!

It’s finally time to find out what happened with Nyma.

Or that time a fan of Lance’s finds out his address.


When Lance opened the door, he expected to find Keith. The idiot forgot to take his key while running errands on a regular basis, and he was already prepared with a lecture as he opened it. Not to mention that the loud knocking was typical Keith behavior.

Instead, he was surprised to find a girl not much shorter than him, with thick, curly blonde hair and a bright smile. “Hi! Sorry to bother you, but I just moved in down the hall, and I wanted to get to know some of the neighbors! I brought muffins!” she said cheerily, sticking out a hand as she shifted the tray to the other. “I’m Nyma!”

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A Little Bit More - Tom Holland Oneshot

Request: Have you heard of the song New Religion by The Heydaze? It’s currently my favorite song, and I was wondering if you could write a Tom one shot using what the song says? If that makes sense. Sorry to be a bother, love. 🌸  @forever-wander-neversettle

Warings: Fluff!

Word Count: 1,101

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

A/N: Gotta say that was a great song :) I definitely added it to my songs! I really hope this was okay : ) 

~Listen Here!~

~Masterlist~


If you had to choose the best moment in life it would be waking up next to the man you love. Something about watching him sleep peacefully made your stomach flutter with butterflies. You observed all his features having a hard time finding any flaws he may have. Yet there wasn’t any to look for because Tom was perfect. He was everything you could have ever asked for in a man. You loved him with all your heart.

You raised your hand to push back a fallen hair out of his eyes. At your slight touch his beautiful brown eyes fluttered open.

“Sorry I woke you.” You whispered.

“It’s alright love.” He spoke with a husky voice.

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Masterlist

A lot more new and updated compared to the last one!

Writing is not ranked from newest to oldest. Also categorized by the 5sos boy. I suddenly got disappointed and lazy on myself so yup, shitty me started on Lego Blocks. So please do expect some pieces that don’t have descriptions and are not categorized by the time they were posted.


Oh and I’ve just realized that once you click SOME hyperlinks here, you’re gonna be automatically redirected to Safari or generally a browser because, Tumblr. So yeah, click this.


And yes, I did exclude some pieces of my writing from here because they’re just full of shit.


Last updated : November 26, 2016


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Ashton

“You promise?” - Ashton worries about he’ll end up just like his father in terms of being a father so you assure him he’s not.

Eighth Month - how Ashton reacts, especially when you’re on your eighth month of pregnancy.

“Sorry.” -  Ashton’s slowly getting irritated since his girlfriend Y/N has already developed a habit of saying sorry way too much.

Ours - “How long would you keep doing this? Never letting go of our daughter?” You playfully asked.

Park Dates - Daddy Ashton forgets to take his daughter in a park date for the second time in a row.

Facade - behind Ashton’s facade of portraying to be a really happy person, is a dull life that only you, as his psychiatrist and the boys would know about. *slight trigger warning*

Long Way Home - Ashton takes the long way home in hopes of fixing his relationshi with you before he drops you off to your old flat, one last time.

Art Student!Ashton - he’s falling apart and it’s his fault.


Calum

Cool, right? - Calum’s idea of a family day which kinda turns out as a flop.

Eighth Month - how Calum reacts, especially when you’re on your eighth month of pregnancy.

Insomnia - you have insomnia and forgot to pack your medicine, causing the boys to have a competition on who can make you go to sleep first.

Baby Bump - Calum just really loves perching his hands up your baby bump.

nicotine - based from P!ATD’S song, ‘Nicotine’.

Talk to Me - Calum forgets to go on the date you were really looking forward to since he was drinking beers at Luke’s apartment.

Art Major!Calum - you helped Calum on boosting up his calligraphy skills since he sucks at it and one thing leads to another.

Not Now, Not Ever - Calum suddenly sobers up from his drunken state at the mention of you stating that you’re officially done with his antics.

Late - different writing style I was experimenting with.

“I have no energy to even talk to you.” - Calum cheats.

Good Luck Charm - you’re Calum’s good luck charm.

Masterpiece - Calum does something for your birthday which involves you being the masterpiece.

Weakling - both you and Michael decided to annoy Calum and Ashton at thr gym because why not?

Sweater Paws - he does this thing.

Cooties - he’s really shy around you that it’s like you have them.

Pregnant - slight trigger warning!

Monster - trigger warning!

Broken - he takes his wife which is you, for granted.

Flowers - he stops on giving them, which leads to something else.

History  - he was a complete idiot.

Petty - Calum’s petty.

Body Language - “Just know that I do love you.”

Buzzcut - Calum would get a portion of his hair shaved until it ends up as a buzzcut for every insecurity you would point out. *trigger warning*

Missing - “Hey PA.”

“I’m okay.” -  Calum and Y/N hate each other and Calum takes it too far by blaming Y/N for everything bad in the world during a fight.

Here - *trigger warning*

Here - Calum hates timezones.

No Reason -  plus-sized piece of writing that lives up to its label and shouldn’t be overlooked.

Night! - an upgrade of Period, the request I got for Luke.

Holiday - he’s nervous as fuck.

Late - he left, without a doubt nor an explanation.

Continue - his original plan.

Long Night - song pref.

“Suits you well.” - literally.

“That smells like me.” - stolen shirts.

“No.” - less talk, more sleeping.


Luke 

Eighth Month - how Luke reacts, especially when you’re on your eighth month of pregnancy.

Okay Then - trigger warning!

Daddy’s Little Princess - Luke lashes out onto his daughter, causing her to cry and make him feel like a shit father.

Twins - You and Luke are twins, and you’re disappointed that he won’t be able to attend to your graduation, but then, he still goes to it nonetheless.

Princess - Luke lashes out and starts a fight with you since you forgot to wash his plaid shirt since you have a fever.

Sneeze - You and your family visits the Hemmings household for the tradition of having dinners in each others’ houses. Luke puts something in a dish that triggers your allergy, and one thing leads to another.

Disneyland - slight smut!

Pregnancy Duties - Luke is sure as hell prepared to be a father.

“I sure as hell won’t.” - Luke refuses to say goodbye and let go of you.

Silent Treatments - Luke hates silent treatments.

“This time, I mean it.” - “By that, you’re hurt.”

“Are these enough?” - “Take care of you, of course. No question ‘bout that love.”

Outcast - you’re the outcast of the school but that was bound to change with Luke striking up a conversation with you.

Crazy - slight smut!

Family - “Welcome to the family.”

Period - you get it unexpectedly while you sleep over at Luke’s, leading into something a little awkward but unforgettable.

Jealous - Luke’s jealous because you’re management team decides on making you fake-date a guy, which is not him.

So Damn Cute - slight smut!

Good Enough - “If I’m not good enough for my own fucking dad Luke, if I cna’t be enough for the one man that was supposed to protect me no matter what, then I will never be enough for you, or enough to make you stay. *somehow triggering*

Mornings - you hate waking up in the mornings without Luke by your side so you throw a little tantrum about it while you’re in the process of convincing him  to stay at home.

Cuddles - FIRST EVER PIECE OF MY WRITING THAT I POSTED HERE :))))

Waste The Night - An unplanned trip a year ago was basically what made you and Luke a couple, and for fucks sake, Luke prayed that it won’t end here too.”

Tired - He smirked, “Husband material, don’t mention it. I already know.”

Powder Power - “Just so you know, Lexie told me that I have the powder power.”

Permanent - “You got a tattoo for me?”

Hold On - you start losing people that are very dear to you, loved one after loved one, and you’re afraid that Luke might be too.

Famous Last Words - Luke’s struggling to fulfill his part in his relationship with you while you pretend to not notice until a misunderstanding happens, which may mend what the of you are now.

“Please tell me this isn’t goodbye.” - “I almost thought I actually lost you.”

Surprise - it’s your birthday.

End Of It - fluff in where your husband of more than thirty years, which is Luke, finds your old wedding dress.

The Nice Guy - Luke has a massive crush on you so he constantly goes to the restaurant you’re working in while you deny your feelings for him, but you jealousy prevails when he brings his ‘girlfriend’ for a PR stunt.

Good - Luke makes a way.


Michael

Eighth Month - how Michael reacts, especially when you’re on your eighth month of pregnancy.

Get Scared - Michael thought you were the shy and girly girlfriend which he was then proved wrong later on. 

Snorlax - Michael uses Pokemon GO as a valid and a legit reason to barge into your house and confess his feelings for you.

Sex Tape - The boys accidentally find the sex tape you and Michael recorded.

Target - Michael bribes his and your daughter, Elle, with ice cream to not tell you that his daddy lost her in Target, which she adorably failed doing so.

Four A.M. - the first chapter of this fanfic that I originally posted in wattpad.

Mr. Toddles - Your fish that’s very dear to you dies, causing you to cry and Michael misunderstands it as something else.

Lego Blocks - Ex-boyfriend!Michael

Ex-boyfriend!Michael -  Ex-boyfriend!Mikey is in L.A and forgets his keys to his flat in another country, he goes to Y/N, his ex-girlfriend in hopes since she has spare keys.

Enthusiasm -  Michael lacks the enthusiasm Y/N deserves every time he’s with her.

Sexually Frustrated - smut!

Bracelets - one of my favorites. Trigger warning!

“I don’t want her to grow up just yet.” - he really doesn’t want his and yours baby girl too.

His First Fucking Word - “This is a fucking weird family.”

Anytime - you need comfort, Michael supplies.

Brother - “You are so dead. I’m gonna tell mom.”

Together - you’re falling for the person you hate.

“You’re making me love you more.” - Michael adores you.

Pause - inspired by Marshall and Lily from How I Met Your Mother.

“That’s today?” - he forgets your birthday.

“Commitment, bitch.” - Michael carries around his and yours baby girl, carrying her diaper bag and grinning with you. He then completely shuts off someone who made a rude remark about it.

Stellar - Michael adores kids.

Viridian Green - unknown to the public’s eye is how Michael truly is once he’s inside these four walls that he considers as home.

Own You - Michael proves to you that your dyslexia doesn’t own you.

“They reminded me of you.” - tour is finally over.

Maybe - you and Michael are exes, warming up to each other slowly but surely to cope up with the fact that you’re his P.A. And maybe,it was bound to change just because of what he said.

I’m open to the possibility.” - that you don’t love me anymore.

Meant To Be - literally hours before your wedded to Michael.


Preferences

Sorry

Baby Names

Bed Love

Nervous

Ticklish


Blurbs

michael as a dad would include

michael giving hugs

whatever you do, don’t try to imagine michael…

giving michael the silent treatment

dating ashton

yeah but

luke annoying you

fights with michael

daddy!luke

imagine Michael groaning out

“It was supposed to be cool.”

Ashton as a dad

ok but imagine this concept

a couple of seconds

after having a fight with calum

princess

yeah but

“Don’t you even dare.”

daddy ashton in the sidelines

calum as a dad

hugging a tired calum

drunk of his ass calum

nights with luke

michael as a dad

stuttering wedding vows


Moodboards

different calum faces

Happy Birthday, Luke! ¾

Happy Birthday, Luke! 2/4

Happy Birthday, Luke! ¼

really happy michael

aesthetic!luke

pouty calum

as per requested

malum lives on forever

hey sunshine

idk why

fluff, i like that shit

really happy luke makes me really happy

this makes me so happy

happy birthday michael

happy birthday michael 2/3

happy birthday michael 3/3

when you know you’ve been right all along


Number Stuff

1. “You don’t know how long I waited for you to burst in those doors and tell that you love me again.” c a l m

2. “She’s beautiful.” c a l m

3. “Fuck you.” c a l m

4. “I wrote a song. And it’s for you.” c a l m

5. “Just please. Just this once. Let me in again in those walls of yours.” c a l m

6. Love Me or Leave Me  c a l m

7. “I’ve grown used to it.” c a l m

8. “It got stuck.” c a l m

9. “Fuck, that’s hot.” c a l m

10. “I can’t help it.” c a l m

11. Always  c a l m

12. “I don’t know what would happen to me if you leave. But I can assure you that I’m not going be the same once you do it.” c a l m

13. “Hey. Wake up.” c a l m

14. “Don’t make me say it.” c a l m

15. The End  c a l m

16. “You made me a promise, daddy. And you broke it.” c a l m

17. “I’m afraid I can’t do that baby girl.” c a l m

18. “Shut up.” c a l m

19. “Sing me to sleep?” c a l m

20. “I’m tired.” c a l m

21. “No matter how much you shut me out, I still love you. And I can’t deny it.” c a l m

22. “Oh my god.” c a l m

23. “I know just the thing, baby.” c a  l m

24. “You’re killing me when you do that.”  c a  l m

25. “What the hell are you doing here?”  c a  l m

26. “No. No. And another fucking no.”  c a  l m

27. “Hey.”  c a  l m

28. “Please?”  c a  l m

29. “She has your eyes.”  c a  l m

30. “This is so sappy I want to cry and kill you at the same time.”  c a  l m

31. “Rubber gloves are just underrated condoms.”  c a  l m

32. I Miss You   c a  l m

33. “Sup homeboy.”  c a  l m

34. “Is that my shirt that you’re wearing?”  c a  l m

35. “Woah. T-that’s hot.”  c a  l m

36. “You should wear my snapbacks more.”  c a  l m

37. “Stop saying that.”  c a  l m

38. “It’s funny. Seeing you again here. Same time, same place.”  c a  l m

39. “Trust me, I tried my best.”  c a  l m

40. Inside Out  c a  l m

41. “It’s so fluffy. I need to stab someone to be punk rock I guess.”  c a  l m

42. “Boo-hoo little bitch.”  c a  l m

43. “I made a playlist. And all of the songs reminded me of you.”  c a  l m

44. “That’s one hell of a good looking pilot.”  c a  l m
45. “You can never be her.”  c a  l m

46. “I’m glad you don’t wear that shit.”  c a  l m

47. “I don’t want to say goodbye. And I never will.”  c a  l m

48. FOOLS  c a  l m

49. “I notice the little things about you. And they make a shit ton of difference.”  c a  l m

50. “Were you just jerking off?  c a  l m


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Quote Stuff

don’t make this a flop

- one


Are these what you call recs?

uno

dos

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Series

I’ll redo and probably continue these ones when I sort out everything, promise.

Tattoo Artist!Michael - masterlist

CEO!Calum - masterlist

Gang Leader!Ashton - masterlist

Divorced!Luke - masterlist

Prince!Luke - masterlist

Stupidly in Love - masterlist


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Genesis - 7.19

It’s a fashion-light episode but it DOES involve Spot, so. 

We start with Riker in sickbay getting some sort of spiny plant removed from his back after things “started getting romantic” with him and another crew member in the arboretum. 

Fuck so hard I roll over dangerous plants and don’t give two shits

Nurse Ogawa is here, which is always a pleasure, and she’s rocking a seriously voluminous updo, sort of a 1940s meets 1990s sensible French twist. I’m sure she loves having to remove Riker’s sexytime plant spines. That’s definitely what she went to Starfleet Nursing Academy for. 

Barclay is also in sickbay, because: Barclay.

He literally claimed he had something called “Terellian Death Syndrome” which is honestly a terrible name for a syndrome

Beverly has asked him repeatedly not to search the medical database before coming to her (AKA Never Search WebMD), but of course Broccoli does. She’s got her gorgeous strawberry shortcake season 7 hair happening:

MFW Barclay shows up in sickbay for the third time this week

The other patient being tended to is also a beautiful redhead:

The laying on of hands

Spot is pregnant and at first I was like “HOW THE FUCK DID SPOT GET PREGNANT” but apparently a) there are 12 male cats on board and b) Spot has a tendency to sneak out of Data’s quarters.

Okay, listen.

1. If there are AT LEAST 13 cats on board, WHERE ARE THEY? I want a Bridge Cat.

Bridge Cat: artist’s rendering

2. HOW IS SPOT GETTING OUT? This is a fucking SPACESHIP. Shit should be LOCKED DOWN. It’s literally AIRTIGHT. I GUESS she could sneak through, like, a vent or something but if you’re going to have cats on board, you need to PLAN for their fuckery.

This could be really bad

3. If the cats are WANDERING THE SHIP, aren’t you worried they’re going to end up in the warp core? Or that even just their fur is? WHO IS VACUUMING UP ALL THE FUR.

Anyway, Crusher is apparently also a veterinarian (which I guess makes sense since she treats all sorts of species) and says that Spot should deliver her babies soon. Nurse Ogawa then says that she’s also pregnant! THIS WILL BE IMPORTANT LATER, which is the only reason she says it.

Also important for later:

Oh yeah gimme that t-cell injection

I’ll just tell you now that all the weird stuff that occurs in this episode is a result of Broccoli’s mutated t-cells after he gets this shot (or something). It’s (enjoyable) nonsense so don’t worry about it. I just wanted you to see how much he loved getting this hypospray.

Picard and Data have to drive through an asteroid field to get a stray torpedo (bad). Data asks Barclay to keep an eye on Spot, since she’s about to give birth, and she likes Barclay best of all the people on board. You can tell by the way she looks at him:

This IS my “I love you” face

Broccoli is pleased, because no one likes him.

WE’RE BEST FRIENDS NOW

It’s actually very sweet; Barclay even seems to know something about cats and asks Data where she’s planning to have her kittens.

With Barclay’s luck, she will have them inside his pants while he’s wearing them, somehow

I just really enjoy Data’s display case here, with his violin case juuuuust open enough to let all the dust in, but not quite enough to actually see the instrument.

Spot’s in good hands:

Yarn, Spot? You cliche

Elsewhere on the ship, Worf is having a fucking feast:

No I asked for a SIDE of tentacles

This looks delicious, actually. Giant turkey leg? Some kind of weird dried fish? Potato salad on a bed of green beans? I’m in. 

Troi shows up, a little upset that Worf didn’t wait for her, since they planned to have lunch together. He’s mean and it’s weird. You can already tell something STRANGE is happening on the ship, mostly because Troi is NOT wearing a jewel tone:

Eileen Fisher for Spacefleet

Drink this look in, kids, because it’s one of the two non-uniform looks in this episode. We can see here that I THINK Troi is wearing some Danskin shimmer tights with her beige on beige minidress and matching waterfall cardigan. The color is not what we usually see on her, but it’s not terrible (except for my pre-existing anti-beige bias). It’s certainly along the lines of what I wear when I’m lounging around.

Secret pajamas except it’s not a secret. It’s just pajamas I wear in public

Ed. note: I copied that picture of my cat Violet to my clipboard earlier when I was making the images above and I accidentally pasted it here and I can’t bring myself to delete it.

Troi’s hair has reached its astonishing season 7 pouf levels and I just love everything about it. Anyway, Worf is acting like a real dick, but we do get another good look at those Ten-Forward outfits.

IS THAT HOUNDSTOOTH

If I ever attend another con, that’s going to be my look because houndstooth is everything to me.

Later, Worf’s dickishness turns into something MORE:

I’M A DICK ON A RAMPAGE

This scene is super dark and it’s not totally clear what’s happening, but Worf basically just destroys his own quarters, including his pillows, then cuddles up with them on the floor. We do get a decent look at Worf’s jammies, which are brown and might be made of varying colors of burlap.

If anyone was gonna wear burlap pajamas, it would be the Klingons

I’m not sure what’s going on with that shoulder detail, but it can’t be that comfortable to sleep in? But again - Klingons aren’t exactly a culture that considers “comfort” to be something to aim for. If you showed a Klingon an Aerosole, he would 100% cut it in half and throw the halves in your face.

These PJs might also be linen, which would be WAY nicer to sleep in, but a little off-brand. I mean, a Klingon in linen? Can you imagine? Hold on, you don’t have to:

Pure white to better show off the blood of my slain enemies

So everyone is acting weird. Troi is like “I’m cold. I need a bath,” and walks off the bridge. The next time we see her, this is happening:

Deanna, sweetie? It’s more relaxing if you take your uniform off

As she’s taking her fully-clothed bath, Worf busts in and:

CHOMP

It’s actually very upsetting, and at first neither of them even really know how to react either:

Oh god did I just bite you

Did you just fucking BITE me??????

Troi goes to sickbay, where she gets my favorite disco blanket:

Disco Blanket: Because why shouldn’t a blanket be iridescent

To be fair, emergency blankets ARE shiny, so.

You better believe that’s an affiliate link, friend

Okay so THEN Crusher is examining Worf and she asks him to open his mouth and HOO BOY was that a mistake.

Does the replicator not have the recipe for Listerine, or

He SPRAYS her like a fucking dilophosaurus!! 

NOT IN THE FAAAAAAAAAACE

Later someone says her injuries were so bad that SHE WILL NEED RECONSTRUCTIVE SURGERY. That means in every episode after this (not many, but still), we are seeing a RECONSTRUCTED BEV. 

So everyone is losing it, basically, which doesn’t explain why Broccoli thinks this is a normal way to stand:

Is this how a human? Does a stand? How is stand

Finally, Picard and Data come back, and when they arrive, the Enterprise is just adrift. They board and find this:

Sir, if the t-shirt does not spark joy when you touch it, the book counsels you to throw it away. I was unable to apply this method as I do not feel joy, nor any other emotion

It’s the shed skin of a reptile, which: whaaaaaat? Ain’t no reptiles on this ship!

Narrator: actually, there were reptiles on this ship

Troi is still in the bathtub when Picard and Data find her, and she is like, half lizard because the t-cells released when Barclay got that hypospray are making everyone de-evolve. Sure. She looks terrible, which is a real feat since Marina Sirtis is such a Betty:

Honestly she’s still p hot

I think my favorite part of this makeup is the gecko-like fingertips. Excellent detail. Love the scales, love the contacts, love the unripe banana shade of green they used. All great. 

Data and Picard go check out what else is happening, and they find a caveman at one of the control panels:

Not a Starfleet regulation haircut

But what’s this? It’s not a caveman at all! It’s…

I heard dramatic eyebrows were back in

…Riker! I guess! The makeup on Frakes here is SO heavy that it’s not immediately apparent that it’s Riker, except that he’s wearing command red and has a beard. Plus, Picard says “Will?” upon this reveal. 

FUCK YOU GUYS

I’m saving this as my “flipping the bird” image to use forever.

Data and Picard manage to subdue Riker and get him to sickbay, after which they go to Data’s quarters to use his computer. But guess what happened?

KITTENS

Spot had her babies! They’re legit VERY small kittens and very cute. Data says they’re hungry, and wonders why Spot isn’t taking care of them. And then comes one of the best shots since chicken in the hallway:

Sup

IT’S AN IGUANA WEARING SPOT’S COLLAR. SPOT DEVOLVED INTO LITERALLY JUST AN IGUANA. I laughed so hard at this shot and I REALLY wanted the kittens to interact with the iguana, but they didn’t. I don’t know if that iguana was even on set.

LOL

Data notes that the kittens didn’t turn into baby iguanas, so he thinks maybe there’s some kind of cure for the devolution from pregnancy? Or something? This is where Nurse Ogawa’s recently-announced pregnancy comes into play. So he goes to sickbay, and Picard goes to see what’s going on in Engineering, and finds:

Help meeee

Barclay devolved into, like, a spider? I guess? Because this gene mutating thing is just nuts and does whatever the effects people think will look cool. (And they all do look pretty cool.)

Nurse Ogawa has devolved into Standard Neanderthal #4:

On loan from the American Museum of National History

And finally, the big boss: Worf. Worf turned into something with an exoskeleton that was able to make this dent in the sickbay door:

Rude

Picard and Data speculate that Worf thinks Troi is his mate (sure) and he’s trying to get through the door to her, so they synthesize her pheromones to draw Worf away from sickbay so that Data can focus on making a cure with Nurse Ogawa’s pregnancy hormones. Obviously. But first Picard has to get out of sickbay.

PEEK

Picard manages to lure away the Worf-monster, which looks like this:

Part beetle, part conch shell, all covered in chocolate

It’s hard to see what’s happening but what you can see is just really gnarly:

Are there horny toads on Klingon?

Ultimately, Data is successful in making a cure and sends it through the air ducts so everyone on board is fine. And when Barclay finds out that it was his treatment that started it all, and that he might have a disease named after him:

A hypochondriac’s dream

And don’t forget: THERE ARE AT LEAST 13 CATS ON THE ENTERPRISE

Touch Starved Tony

This is the first draft, I might so a full rewrite of it eventually and post it on AO3, but for now have some Ironhawk fluffiness.


Tony Stark was a genius practically from birth, put in the spotlight by both association and skill. Nobody was surprised when the rich boy started sleeping around with college kids years older than he was.

Tony remembers being 4 years old, circuit board grasped in tiny fingers. He remembers his father’s arm around his shoulder.

He remembers being 6 an engine on the counter, and his father’s hand on his shoulder, a smile on his face. He remembers Jarvis, and a lot of hugs.

Then he remembers boarding school. Remembers kids’ years older than him who only ever reached out to remind him that he was weakest among them. He remembers teachers who sneered when he corrected them.

He remembers Christmas break and the first hug he’d had in months. He remembers every Christmas break after that and the warmth of Jarvis arms.

He remembers Obie’s hand on his shoulder the day his parents died. He remembers thinking that he would never get a hug from Jarvis again.

He remembers having sex for the first time, he didn’t know her name, heck he barely knew his own name. But he remembered the feel of her skin against his.

He remembers the day he realized people only touched him when they wanted something. With women it was either sex or money, with Obie it was new weapons, and more professional behavior. He remembers realizing that he didn’t particularly care what they wanted if he got even a second of contact.

He remembers the day he realized that Rhodey didn’t hug him with intent. He remembers the day Rhodey shipped out for the first time.

He remembers a string of one night stands and the feeling of flesh on flesh. The feeling of warmth.

He remembers the day he returned from Afghanistan and realized that with the open vulnerability sitting in his chest sex wasn’t an option anymore.

He remembers dancing with Pepper. Remembers holding her in his arms. He remembers letting her go when she asked him to.

He remembers killing Obie, remembers knowing the man had tried to kill him. He remembers mourning the side hugs, and encouraging pats on the shoulder.

He remembers the day the Avengers agreed to move in.

“Jarvis, Jarvis, are all of their rooms ready? The passive surveillance is all set up so they don’t get uncomfortable? And Steve’s is all retro? Natasha has the memory foam bed right? She said she liked memory foam. Do you think they’ll like it?” Tony babbles, he hasn’t slept in three days, ever since they agreed to move in. He had to get everything ready.

“Of course, Sir. All of that has been completed. I am sure they will love it.” Jarvis assures him. Tony nods, trying to settle, hands flying up to fix the mess his hair has become. “Good, good, do I need to shave? I should shave.” He heads for the elevator, fingers tracing over the messy ages of his beard.

“Sir, this is not a date I do not believe shaving is necessary.” Jarvis cuts in, halting Tony on his path to the elevator. “Also, your guests are here.”

“They’re here! Jarvis why didn’t you tell me? Take me down to the lobby to get them.” He spends the elevator ride trying to fix his hair, it doesn’t seem to have done much good.

“Hello Mr. Stark, thank you for inviting us.” Steve says, hefting his duffle bag up on his shoulder.

“It’s no problem, and please Cap, call me Tony.” He says, gesturing for them to board the elevator.

“Still, nice of you to open your home to us.” Natasha says, smiling at him. Her eyes are searching though. Most likely for a motive.

“It’s not just my home now, it’s yours too.” He says, shrugging. Natasha elbows Clint in the least subtle way possible, and Tony watches, mildly impressed as he manages to keep hold of his boxes.

“Oh yeah, thanks dude.” Clint says, peeking out from behind a stack of boxes with Natasha’s careful script on them. “Okay, Natasha, you’re on floor 74. Clint you get 75, they do connect at multiple points and you can feel free to share space.” Tony says, hitting the necessary buttons and gesturing to the eye scanner. “Steve, you’re on 76, and I’m saving 77 for your friend.”

“Tony, we don’t need whole floors.” Steve protests. Looking at his duffle bag Tony suspects that is true, he’ll need to buy the man some clothes and things.

“Speak for yourself Rogers.” Clint says, elbowing the super soldier in the side. It probably hurt his elbow more than it did Steve, but it gets his point across. Tony elects to ignore both of them.

“Brucie-bear, you have 78, although the hulk room expands into 79. I put your lab on your floor because I figured it would be more comfortable.

“Thor gets 79, since he’ll be here the least he shouldn’t mind the loss of space. Common areas are on floor 80, and the penthouse is obviously mine. 81 through 84 are set up for Sam Wilson, guests, more guests, and Rhodey respectively.” Tony explains. “If you need anything from Jarvis you will have to enter the elevator or a common area, as I have set your rooms to passive surveillance only to avoid any discomfort you may feel.” The elevator stops and the doors slide open to reveal Natasha’s floor.

“No Jarvis beyond this point, but there is a top of the line security system so please try not to break any windows.” Tony says, stepping aside, Clint gets off the elevator while Natasha picks up her own stack of boxes and follows him.

It takes an hour to get everyone settled in. Steve thanks him profusely, and talks about how his floor is too much. Bruce thanks him quietly and disappears into his rooms. Natasha calls him kitten in Russian and smiles at him before disappearing into her rooms with a comment about dress shopping.

“Stark!” Clint is bouncing on the balls of his feet when Tony knocks on his door to check on him. “Stark! You built me an archery range on my floor? You are the absolute best!” For a moment, it looks like he’s going to hug him, and then there’s a warm weight of Clint’s hand on his shoulder for half a second. “God, I am never leaving this tower.”

“Glad you like it.” Tony says, trying to ignore how warm his shoulder feels. Trying to ignore how his heart is beating against his ribs. It’s been almost three months since he’s seen Rhodey, and therefore three months since someone has touched him in a friendly way. It feels better than flying in the suit ever does.

He’s not surprised with the lack of physical contact from the others. They were busy moving in, and he knows they all have their own hang-ups. It’s really not a big deal. He’s working on new armor for Steve now anyways, so maybe he can get a hug or something after.

“Stop kidding yourself Stark.” He grumbles, glaring at his reflection in the mirror. There are dark circles under his eyes, it’s probably time he actually gets some sleep. “They won’t want you. Not a team player, remember? Fucking talking to yourself in the bathroom mirror, no wonder you only have three friends.” He sleeps until well into the next afternoon, and then disappears into his lab.

“Sir, Captain Rogers is asking for you. He says the team wants to do dinner tonight in the common room.” Jarvis informs him.

“They want me to come?” He asks, there’s no one here but Jarvis and still the caution creeps into his voice. He can’t help but hide hope behind an air of nonchalance.  

“Of course, Sir.” Jarvis says. Steve had asked him to tell Tony to come, they clearly wanted him there.

“Tell Cap I’ll be there.” He says, hiding a smile in his work.

He goes to team dinner, and the next one, and training. He tries to live off of awkward brushes of hands, and sharp kicks for practice. He reminds himself that just because they are here, doesn’t mean they’ll like him. They don’t owe him hugs.

Tony was fine, really. Completely, and totally fine.

He finishes the first round of upgrade and eagerly calls them to the lab.

“I made things!” He says, a new quiver clutched in his hands. He’s practically vibrating with excitement, hugs are a relatively normal part of gratitude he could get a hug.

“Is that a quiver?” Clint asks, Tony hits the button on the side there’s a noise as the arrow head is attached. “Shit automated, what a beaut.” Tony blushes, handing it over. Clint snatches up his bow, practically running for the range. No hug. Tony turns to Natasha.

“Upgraded widow bites with stun, knock out, kill, and Thor settings.” He offers, holding them out to her, she grins at him, taking them from his hands.

“Thanks Stark.” She winks at him as she stalks out of the room. “These will be so useful.” She doesn’t hug him on the way out.

“Steve, new body armor. Less ab plating more protection.” He explains, holding up the new and improved suit. “Also, less zippers, that look was so nineties Steve you don’t understand.” Steve smiles at him.

“No, I don’t, but I appreciate the new suit all the same.” He says, Tony beams at him. Steve claps a hand on his shoulder as he leaves. Tony tries to pretend the warmth is enough. Revels in the feeling from that small touch. It’s not enough, maybe if he makes them more gear.

“You look tired Tones, maybe you should get some rest, you can show me Hulk’s gift tomorrow.” Bruce offers, he’s so kind. If Tony looked bad enough he might help him to bed, hold onto him. It would be nice.

“Yeah, I’m going to go to bed.” He mumbles, the pattern continues. Tony remains cold, and untouched.  They fight bad guys, they eat dinner, and nobody hugs Tony.

The suit was gone, ripped off in the battle. He was beaten up, a little bloody but still standing when the witch landed in front of him, lobbing a ball of what he presumed was magic at his chest.

“Let’s see how the world likes you when your deepest desires spill from your lips. How will they feel knowing how perverted you are?” They asked, Tony’s jaw ticks as he clenches it shut. The witch disappears.

“Your darkest desire, huh Stark?” Clint teases. “Can’t be too bad. Want to sleep with a man? Want to kill someone on the team? Want to kill one of the villains we fight?” Tony’s vibrating with frustration, desperately trying to remain silent.

“Clint, stop.” Natasha scolds. “Your desires aren’t you as a person, no matter how dark we won’t blame you.” She assures him, standing on the rubble strewn street. Tony turns wide eyes to Steve and Bruce.

“We won’t.” They assure him. He relaxes his shoulders slightly, his mouth parting against his will.

“I want a hug. Please, I just, I just want a hug.” He begs, face flushing with embarrassment. It’s so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Tony’s head drops, eyes tearing up. “I understand. I know it’s weak, I’m sorry.”

“A freaking hug is your darkest desire?” Clint blurts out, taking a step towards him. Tony nods miserably. “A goddamn hug? How are you so good?” Tony finds himself wrapped in strong arms a moment later. “A goddamn hug.” Clint grumbles.

“I know it’s weak, and stupid. I’m sorry.” Tony whispers, he knows he should pull back, but he lets himself slump against Clint’s shoulder. Let’s himself be held.

“Shut up. You’re goddamn perfect. Your darkest desire is a hug Tony. That’s so ridiculously pleasant.” Clint grumbles, nuzzling into Tony’s hair.  

“It’s so dumb, you guys don’t owe me anything, I can’t expect hugs. I shouldn’t have. Got my hopes up, cause I’m dumb.” Tony mumbles, hands clenched in the back of Clint’s shirt. “You can let go now, I won’t be a bother.”

“Nope, we’re going back to the tower, and cuddling.” He’s surprised the others haven’t gotten over their shock and come to join the hug yet. “God, how did I not know you wanted hugs, I could have offered non-stop cuddles.” Clint laments. Natasha seems to have gotten over her shock, and she practically sprints over, leaping at them. Tony flinches just before she makes contact wrapping them both in a hug.

“Do not be afraid.” She grumbles. He doesn’t look at her, face still buried in Clint’s shoulder.

“I shouldn’t have assumed you’d want to hug me. Shouldn’t have asked. Don’t deserve it.” Tony mumbles. “Can’t expect hugs as payment. No buying people’s love.” The words come out like a mantra. She whacks the back of his head.

“You assumed I wouldn’t want to hug you idiot, not that I would. There is no harm in asking.” She scolds. Clint nods, puffing a breath of air into Tony’s hair.

“Didn’t want any of you to feel obligated.” He mumbles. Clint’s grip tightens, and he feels Steve and Bruce joining the fray, a warm line of skin across his shoulders and lower back.

“No, Tony. We don’t feel obligated.” Clint assures him. “Just guilty that we missed out on giving you something you need.”

“Don’t need hugs, I’m fine.” Tony grumbles, but he still hasn’t made any move to pull away.

“Shut up.” Natasha grumbles, Bruce nods in agreement, half asleep from the Hulk out. “You need hugs. Don’t worry, we’re happy to provide.” She steps on Steve’s foot when he doesn’t say anything in agreement.

“Of course, Tony, you’re our teammate, and our friend.” Steve says, pulling back slightly. The hug starts to pull apart then, leaving only Clint with Tony wrapped around him like a koala.

“I should let go now.” Tony mumbles, releasing his grip on Clint’s shirt. Clint frowns, they need to get back to the tower, but how to best do that without letting go, he slides his hand around Tony’s waist, hand resting on his hip.

“This okay?” He asks, squeezing gently. Tony nods with such ferocity Clint worries he’ll get whiplash. “Good, let’s get you home for some more cuddles.” Tony nods agreeably.

“Thanks Clint.” He mumbles. “You’re my favorite.” He’s not sure Clint heard, words buried in the archer’s shoulder. The walk home is warm, pleasant, and absolutely terrifying.

They’re almost to the tower before the panic starts to set in, fears arising that this was all just a show, and that once they get inside he’ll be back to feeling cold and alone in a crowded house. Even if it wasn’t a show, he’s clingy, he knows it. They’ll get sick of him.

“To the couch.” Clint announces, pushing Tony down on the cushions, and lying on top of him. The panic recedes. He’s warm, he’s safe he can enjoy this.

Tony is worried that they’ll get tired of how clingy he is, so he has a plan. He gets one hour with them every day and then he needs to either work or sleep. As long as he leaves the room before they get tired of him. It’s a good plan.

“Tony, won’t you hang out for a movie after breakfast?” Clint asks, sliding an arm around his shoulder. Movies are normally at least 2 hours long, which puts him over the hour limit on snuggle time.

“I’d love to.” He admits, “But, I need to work on the suit.” He leans into Clint’s grasp anyways. “I really should work.”

“Yeah.” Clint says. “You can do that after we watch a movie though, right?” Watching movies and cuddling is normal, so maybe he can do two hours a day, and it will be okay.

“Right.” Tony agrees. “I can do that.” Clint might not even want to cuddle anyways. Which would mean it wouldn’t count as part of his hour, it only counts if there’s cuddling, right?

“Awesome, I could use a couple hours of snuggling.” Clint cheers, dragging Tony into the den. Well, if it’s Clint’s idea then he can’t accuse Tony of being clingy right. “You’re so warm, perfect for snuggling.” Tony nods absently.

“You sure?” Tony asks.

“Definitely.”

He doesn’t make it back to the lab after the movie, Clint slides in another disc and they stay curled up on the couch for hours. As much as Tony wants to say no, wants to make sure Clint doesn’t get tired of his clinginess, he can’t. He can’t say no, not when Clint’s arms are warm around him. He just holds on, waiting for the touching to die down.

He spends months waiting for Natasha to stop hugging him every time she sees him, or Steve to stop awkwardly hugging him when he makes new things. He waits for Bruce to stop inviting him to yoga, and helping him with positions. He waits for Thor to stop greeting him with tight hugs that lift his feet off the ground. He waits for Clint to stop inviting him to cuddle.

He waits for months until he realizes he’s not waiting anymore. He waits until he realizes they aren’t going anywhere.


@ifdragonscouldtalk and @dont-hurt-tony-stark I know you like these, <3

anonymous asked:

aye fam could u hmu with a hc with maybe pastel!dan and punk!phil and like they're boyfriends and whatever and Phil just loves dans ass he loves squeezing it and looking at it omg this is what is missing from my life

yes i am here for this 1000%

-Phil has always been an ass guy, to be fair. But one day this boy walked into his life and holy shit if he wasn’t obsessed before, he definitely is now. He blames Dan for everything, honestly.

-Dan is a beautiful boy who always walked around in pastel jumpers and flower crowns and his hair is curly and the softest thing Phil has ever seen. He wanted to take a nap and nuzzle into the soft hair, but he didn’t say it out loud of course because that would ruin his punk image. Also, Dan had the best ass Phil has ever laid eyes on. It was perfect, round and soft, bouncing a bit with every upbeat step Dan takes. Phil fantasized about Dan a lot, not that he would ever admit that to anyone.

-Phil, the man with dozens of tattoos and piercings all over his face (he also had nipple piercings but no one knew about that), nearly goes into cardiac arrest when Dan approached him one day because Dan is even prettier up close. Really, he can’t be blamed for spluttering into his coffee, anyone would with an angel right in front of them.

-Dan asks Phil out and he’s a bit soft spoken at first but still has this confidence about him and Phil is just gone for him already.

-Dan and Phil going on their first date which went great. Conversation flowed easily like they knew each other for years and found that they had many of the same interests. After dinner they went to Phil’s apartment and binge watched their favorite shows and movies until it was late and both of them were sleepy. 

-Phil had willed himself not to openly stare at Dan’s ass throughout the day, being that it was only the first date and such, but wow, Dan had such a nice bum. It didn’t help at all that Dan had apparently decided to wear his tightest jeans that he could find. Phil was almost positive that they were jeggings. 

-They continue to date until Phil asks him to be his boyfriend, stuttering and blushing like mad. Dan says yes of course and gives him a sweet kiss, tugging just a bit at Phil’s lip ring before unpausing the game and beating him (again) at Mario Kart. It probably has something to do with the fact that Phil is too busy looking at Dan in all his beauty to even glance at the screen.

-Dan and Phil making out one day and, ok they have exchanged blow jobs and such, but Phil hasn’t like, properly touched Dan’s ass and god he wants it so much. He wants it all; he wants to kiss it, touch it, eat it, everything. He’s obsessed, he loves it. 

-Phil reaching a hand to Dan’s ass, gently palming it. Phil thinks he imagined the gasp from Dan until he squeezed his bum and Dan moans. Like a full on sex moan. Fuck. 

- “P-Phil, um what- oh!” is all Dan can make out before Phil leans in and kisses him again while pulling him even closer, big hands on his ass and clothed cocks rubbing together. Dan feels like he’s in heaven when Phil places soft kisses down his neck, sucking gently on the skin, then harder as Dan whimpers and moans. 

- “Do you like this?” Phil asks while squeezing Dan’s ass again, not asking in a sexy way, just genuinely curious because Dan looks wrecked already without even doing much and he wants to know why. 

-All Phil gets in response is a shuddery gasp and a head nod. Phil groans at the sight in front of him. Dan’s cheeks are a rosy pink, lips bitten a similar shade, and his flower crown is askew.

- “Lets take this to the bedroom, yeah?” Phil says and Dan pulls him in the direction of the room before Phil even finished his sentence.

-Phil taking off his clothes, then Dan’s, completely mesmerized by Dan. He is so beautiful, all soft curves and pale limbs. 

-When Dan makes a move to finger himself open with the lube he found, Phil takes his hand and pins it down because no, no way. Phil has been longing for this for what felt like forever there’s no way he won’t take every opportunity to touch Dan. Dan whines in frustration and then pleasure when Phil begins to finger him, finding his prostate in a couple thrusts, making Dan’s back arch.

-Dan riding Phil with his back facing Phil because Phil wanted to see his sexy ass move as he worked himself on his cock like a good boy. 

-Phil staring at Dan’s ass bounce on his cock, Dan moving his hips in circles or back and forth and Phil can barely breathe the feeling is so overwhelming. Dan whimpers out “so deep, so g-good fuck” and Phil snaps his hips up to fuck into him, watching Dan’s body shake with pleasure. As Phil thrusts up, Dan moves down and its perfectly timed to nail his prostate. Its Dan’s undoing and he thinks he actually screams when he comes but he isn’t sure because all he can hear is the blood rushing in his ears and Phil’s groans of “Such a good boy, ride me so good” as he comes as well. 

-After Phil disposes of the condom he cleans up the come on Dan’s stomach and cuddles him close after because after-sex snuggles are a must. Dan traces Phil’s tattoos on his arms and chest, nuzzling at the bit of hair there, still slightly damp from sweat. 

-Dan and Phil whispering sweet nothings to each other, kissing sweat slicked shoulders and giggling at terrible jokes. Dan twists Phil’s pierced nipple gently after a particularly bad pun. Not that Phil is complaining. He wouldn’t complain ever, he’s finally found a perfect match. 

omg a fluffy ass ending as usual jfc

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