oh look i actually made it look okay

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Max stands there looking at her, “Ya know…you’re kinda cute all blushy like that.”

“I-I am not..” She stutters, frowning at him.

“Kinda are,” he smirks a bit, he got a bit close. She could feel her cheeks heat up again. He chuckles, “You okay?”

“No- I-I mean yes, just..move!” she pushes him away, “W-weirdo..”

Max realizes what he did, “I got a little close, didn’t I?”

“Too close actually…”

“Heh..sorry…Anyway! Uh..why were we down here again?”

She rolls her eyes, “Are you serious? Clues Max, clues!”

“Oh, right!”

“Did you find anything before I made my way down here?”

“Well…no.” He goes and looks around some more. She looks over at the locker room.

“What about in there?” She asks, pointing to the door.

Dating Peter Parker would include

A/N: some cute follower requested this!! It made me so happy adsljskdj :) hope it’s good enough!! This ended up being pretty long, but I have so many more things that I wanted to add in here :( So probs at some point I’ll make a part two, if you guys want it :)

Dating Peter Parker would include:

Him being extremely awkward around you before you two started dating

  • Like you’d see him walking across the hallway 
  • And you’d give him a sweet smile and say hi to him
  • And he’d just stop walking, completely shocked
  • Because you were talking to him
  • And he’d try to act like he didn’t have a huge crush on you
  • Oh, h-hi… Hi, (Y/N)
  • And he’d try to look cool by leaning on the locker next to him
  • But it’d turn out to be not as close as he thought
  • So he’d probably fall over
  • And you’d help him get back up, slightly laughing
  • I’m s-sorry, oh my God I must look ridiculous right now. You must think I’m so dumb, oh my God-
  • And you’d just put your hand on your shoulder, which made him shut up and look at you in shock
  • It’s okay, Peter. I’m really clumsy, too.
  • He’d just laugh, relieved because you didn’t think he was dumb, or made fun of him.

One of these times he’d actually gain enough courage to ask you out

  • You’d happily accept, secretly nervous because you’d have a tiny little crush on him
  • And he’d be literally exploding with happiness
  • Because he got a date with the girl of his dreams
  • So you two would be having dinner when his phone went off
  • I’m so sorry, (Y/N), but I have to go. I promise I’ll make it up to you.
  • And he’d give you a kiss on the cheek before running off

So the next day at school, he approaches you, with a worried look on his face

  • I’m so sorry about last night. I hope you’re not mad. Although i would understand that. Are you mad? Oh my God, you totally are. I’m so sorry, I messed up, I-
  • I’m not mad, Pete.”
  • He’d stop his rant and give you the most surprised look ever.
  • You’re not?
  • Nah, I’m just worried. What happened? Is everything okay?
  • And he’d be still shocked because he stood you up on your first date and you weren’t angry at him, but asking is everything was okay.
  • So he quickly made something up, because he just couldn’t tell you that he was spider-man
  • Uh… Yeah, it’s just… Uh… My aunt got sick? Yeah, yeah, she got sick.
  • Okay… sounds fake but I’ll let it go, only because I actually like you and I would like to go out with you again.

Fast forward to like your third fourth date and he’s walking you home, the two of you holding hands

  • Hey, (Y/N)? I have to tell you something.
  • I have to tell you something too. On three?
  • So you’d count to three
  • I’m spider-man.” “I really like you.
  • YOU’RE WHAT?!” “You like me?
  • So you’d make him come to your room and tell you everything about being the spider-man
  • And after that there’d be this super awkward silence
  • So he’d just go “So… you like me?” with a cocky little smirk on his face
  • Oh, as if you hadn’t noticed, Parker.” 
  • You’d try to hide your embarrassment and your blushing cheeks
  • Which didn’t work
  • You’re cute when you blush.
  • So you’d blush even more
  • And Peter would just softly kiss you
  • And once he pulled back he’d have the most loving look on his eyes.
  • Will you be my girlfriend?
  • About damn time that you asked, Parker.
  • And you would just kiss him
  • Happy that you could finally call him your boyfriend
  • And he’d be over the moon as well, because he finally got to date the girl of his dreams
Fuck Away the Pain

Originally posted by luhan-vevo

A/N:…I don’t know why I keep writing smut. I- I can’t control myself.

Warnings: Cheating, Rough(ish) sex, Thigh riding, (Light)Choking, Dirty talk, Orgasm Denial, Cumplay, ya know, the typical stuff

~Admin Allie

Two forty-nine,” was all you said under your breath when you realized that Sehun hadn’t come home. You just knew he was with her, the person he called his business partner. But it was so obvious that she was more than that. The way they exchanged smirks over business dinners or greeted one another “unexpectedly” while you two were on a date always seemed so off. You would have given Sehun props if he had managed to keep it on the low, but he managed to think that you were actually that fucking dumb.  

You picked up your phone and dialed her number. He had the nerve to tell you that you should become friends with her. The closer you got to her, the more she smelled like a homewrecker that was out for the man you no longer claimed for yourself.

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Paperhat parenting headcanon #2: When the kids get into fights.

Dr.Flug:

-Hello? Yes this is me.

Black Hat:

-What the fuck do you want? Some people actually work at this hour.

Dr. Flug:

-What?! M.D. got into a fight?! Oh my goodness, are the kids okay?

Black Hat:

-Shit,again? Look,there’s a 99 precent chance that he did it without a reason,but that one percent may be because he was provoked.

Dr.Flug:

-I’m so sorry. I’ll be there right away.

Black Hat:

-Why are you still talking to me,peasant?

Dr. Flug:

-Hi,yes,is this Mrs. Anderson? I believe our children had an altercation today.

Black Hat:

-Okay,our brats beat the shit out of echother, but mine was better and made yours better looking, just saying.

Dr. Flug:

-Is there any way you can forgive him?

Black Hat:

-So how much money do you want to not press any charges?

Dr.Flug:

-We will take care of any medical need that has to be covered.

Black Hat:

-Honey,believe me, I can pay the best doctors in the world, but they still wouldn’t be able to fix your son’s obviously fucked face.

Dr, Flug:

-Mrs. Anderson, I don’t think it’s very appropriate to disscus on who won!

Black Hat:

-Who won? Obviously not the kid that got his head bust open, with 5 of his teeths removed,both of his eyes black,and scalped. Aka,not the kid who got a free plastic surgery.

Dr. Flug:

-MY son is the only one guilty?!

Black Hat:

-The only guilt M.D. feels is the guilt of not charging your donkey 50$ per injury . No,I’m pretty sure I know what I said.

Dr. Flug:

-I don’t think you’re in the position of giving me parenting advice, Mrs. Anderson.

Black Hat:

-I’m an irresponsible parent? Please tell me more about how careful, loving and caring you are to your child. Exactly.

Dr. Flug:

-You’ll see me in court?! Excuse me?!

Black Hat:

-You’ll see me in court? Bring it on bitch,I own that court and everybody in it,including you! Though I must say,I wouldn’t brag about that purchase. And whatcha going to give me if I win? Expired chicken noodle soup with rain water and depression?

Dr. Flug:

-I don’t even think you know what a court means with your 3rd grade education!

Black Hat:

-Oh, and by the way,next time when me and my kids come to McDonald’s we except you to serve us properly. Oh,you don’t work at McDonald’s? So they finally decided to raise their standards?

Dr. Flug:

-I don’t want to see your child speaking to mine,ever again! Good day,Mildred!

Black Hat:

-Now you listen to me carefully, you two panny worth bitch. If I EVER see my kid getting hurt because if yours,if I ever see your kid looking at M.D. ,talking to him,or lay one finger on my son,I’ll personally come in there and make sure your little brat dosen’t ever speak to him,or anyone else in particularly, because I’ll drag him and you into the deepest holes of hell until your screams will be heard to heaven and back. Have a nice fuckin day.

Dr. Flug:

-I will not punish M.D. for this.

Black Hat:

-Shit,that kid deserves an ice cream. MD! Come,we’re gonna humiliate people!

Angel - Barry Allen imagine

Barry Allen x female reader

Word Count: 1967

Fluff for this Valentine day Tuesday

Summary: (Y/N) has received a love letter. The problem, she doesn’t know who sent it. The other problem, she is already in love with someone else


 

Within seconds you stole my attention
Skin so perfect, a golden complexion
More than beautiful girl, you’re a work of art
Oh, my, I cannot believe my eyes
Oh, my, pinch me, am I dreamin’, am I?
Oh, my, did you fall from the skies?

I can’t see your wings, but girl, you’re an angel
Oh, my, my angel
You’re so out of this world, you’re hiding your halo
Oh, oh, my angel
Oh, my, my angel
Won’t you be mine? My angel
I can’t see your wings, but girl, you’re an angel
Oh, my angel

Your heart melted once more when you read those words for what seemed the millionth time today.
“You are reading that thing again?” Caitlin asked
“Yeah” you sighed dreamfully “I can’t help it. Every time I use the phone I have, no, need to read it”
“It’s a shame you don’t know who sent it” she commented while sipping her coffee.
“I’m kind of bumped about it too. I mean, they could have written an initial or,  I don’t know, something at least!” You said exasperated.
Since the letter arrived on Valentines day, attached to a bouquet of flowers with no remitent, you had been thinking of who the person might be. However, no one seemed to fit in the description. And to be honest, you were a little bit scared to reveal the identity, since your heart already belonged to another person.

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Cosa Nostra (Pt. 5)

Summary: You were just a girl who took some odd jobs from the Min Syndicate to make some extra cash. When Min Yoongi himself sends a request for you to come to his mansion, any semblance of your normal life gets thrown out the window. What sort of dangers will face you once you become associated with one of the biggest mob bosses?

Mafia!YoongixReader

Angst/Smut/Fluff

Word Count: 3.4k

Part [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8]

You awoke to three quick raps on your bedroom door, startling you out of your comfortable sleep. After staring at the door for a moment, you untangled yourself from your bedsheets and shuffled your way toward the door, too sleepy to give a second thought about your appearance. ‘Who the hell would be knocking at my door?’ You thought as you reached for the doorknob, ‘I doubt that Yoongi would go out of his way to come to my room, unless he sent someone to fetch me.’

Your question was answered as you opened the door to reveal Seokjin and Hoseok, both giving you dazzling smiles as you looked at them questioningly, “Um, hi guys, do you…need something?”

Seokjin cleared his throat before saying, “Yoongi listened to your…grievances, and has decided to let you leave the mansion of your own accord, whenever you want.”

“That’s only if you let us tag along though, (Y/n),” Hoseok added, “It would be way too risky to let you go out by yourself.”

You stared blankly at them for a moment before replying, “So Yoongi has just assigned me babysitters, huh? This is definitely not what I fucking wanted…”

The two men looked at each other before shrugging, “I’m sorry, (Y/n), but rules are rules,” Jin said, giving you an apologetic look. You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. As much as you wanted to get mad, you couldn’t find it in yourself do so. It wasn’t fair to blame Hoseok and Seokjin, they were only doing their jobs, and probably wanted to babysit you as little as you wanted to be babysat.

“Okay, fine, I understand. Since I can go out and do whatever I want though, we’re going shopping. I need some cooler clothes since it’s only getting hotter outside. You two…wait here I guess, I’ll be ready in like 30 minutes or so.” Without waiting for their response, you closed your door and let out a puff of air. Shopping with two guys glued to your side was going to be awkward as hell, but you truly did need to get more summery clothes so you weren’t sweating it out in long sleeves.

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Montgomery x Reader Imagine (Part 7/?)

IMPORTANT NOTE: Can I just say that I always get sooo excited when someone comments on my imagines and I always want to reply and give you all hugs and say thank you but I don’t do it because I when I comment name of my other blog shows up so that would be weird and confusing lol
But yeah I see EVERYTHING and want to thank you a million times ❤
PART 1    PART 2     PART 3     PART 4
    PART 5     PART 6


action moves like a month of so forward, somewhere around halloween

“You’re going to the Friday’s party, right?”, Jessica asked when we were warming up before dance on basketball game.

“Umm, not sure yet”, I smiled faintly.

“Excuse me? Y/N Y/L/N can’t not come for halloween party!”, Monty and Bryce were walking by us and clearly overheard.

“I’ll try my best to make it to the party, but I’m doing trick or treat with my cousin and definitely can’t cancel that”.

“You can bring you cousin to the party, the more girls the better”, Bryce sent me his probablly most disgusting smile.

“She’s six, you vein fuck”.

“Well, you can come after you will be done. Come on”, Sheri begged.

“I’ll try my best”, I repeated.

Two days later I was walking around the city with my cousin, she dressed as Joker, me as Harley Quinn and I wasn’t too amused about that, because half of the girls were dressed like Harley, but Trixie* is way too stubborn to fight with her about that. And it was actually cute how surprised she was everytime we passed someone dressed as Harley.

“Have you seen it?”, she whispered. “She was dreesed just like you!”

“I know!”, I made shocked face everytime. “But she doesn’t have this cool baseball bat“.

My dad said I can’t go around dressed like that without anything for selfdefence, so I borrowed Jeff’s bat.
I was walking around, joking with this little six-years-old nugget and didn’t even realised we went to Monty’s house until he opened the door.

“Hi, Monty”, I smiled when he opened the door.

“Trick of treat!”, Trixie shouted.

“Well, treat! You don’t mess with Joker, am I right? And who is your pretty friend?”, he smiled at me.

“It’s Harley. But just for today, normally she’s Y/N and she doesn’t dress like a hooker”, she said seriously.

“Trixie!”, I softly jerked her hand. “Where did you hear that word?”

“In tv”, she shrugged like it was nothing.

“You know, you probably shouldn’t use that word”, Monty crouched in front of Trixie and threw some candies into the basket. “Your mum might get really upset if she heard you say it”.

“Okay, I won’t.”

I was actually surprised how good Monty was with little child, because no one would expect that from typical jock and number one bully in school.

“You’re not at the party?”, I asked.

“I’m leaving soon”, he said as he was standing up. “Are you gonna show up?”

“Yeah, I think I’ll come after I’m finished. Oh come on”, I looked into Trixie’s basket. “You can do better than that, de la Cruz”.

He grinned at me and threw more candies into basket.

“Thanks! Cool!”, Trixie said excited.

“You’ll get some at the party”, he said quietly.

“Will it be trick or treat?”, I asked and bit my lower lip.

“You’ll see”.

Trixie jerked my hand. “Is that your boyfriend?”, she whispered but loud enough for Monty to hear.

“No sweetie, he’s not my boyfriend, just my friend, Monty”, I felt I started blushing.

“Okay”, she nodded her head.

“We’re gotta go, a lot of candies to get”, I smiled. “See you later. Trixie, say bye”

“Bye, Monty!”, she waved at him.

“Bye, girls”, he smiled. “Y/N, you look good when you’re blushing”, he said when we walked a little bit. I didn’t say anything, just shook me head and smile.

Three hours later I finally got to the party, went straight to the kitchen and made myself a drink.

“Where did you lost your Joker?”, Montgomery showed up next to me.

“This party wouldn’t handle Joker”, I laughed.

“You know, as much as I would like to take you upstairs or somewhere right, you should probably look for Jess. I think she and Justin had a fight”.

“Shit”, I rolled my eyes. “Thanks”, I smiled at him and took my drink.

I started looking for Jessica, but instead I spotted Justin talking to Zach, pointing at one place, and that was were I found Jess and Sheri.

“Okay, straight to the point, what happened?”, I asked.

“He’s just… ugh… I’m so tired of him!”, she shouted and drank her drink at once.

I sighed, grabbed her armed and made her follow my steps and we went to the Justin.

“What happened to you two?”, I asked Justin.

“She’s fucking psycho!”

“Can’t you just do one thing I ask you for?!”, Jessica screamed.

“Okay, I’m out”, Zach raised his hands and walked away.

“What did he do or didn’t do?”.

“I’m Nancy, he was supposed to be Sid”.

“I am Sid!”, he defended himself.

“Are you serious? Do you even have internet to check things?”

“Both of you shut up!”, I covered their mouths with my hands. “Okay, Justin you could have done a little bit better. But Jess, when you two stand next to each other no one has a doubt who you are. Sind and Nancy. Nancy and Sid”, I smiled.

“Really?”, she asked.

“Yeah”, I nodded my head. “Now, kiss”, I looked at Justin, who still looked pissed. “Oh come on, you can’t be mad at her for too long, we all know that”

He finally grinned and gave Jess a hug.

“Yay, Y/N, the peacemaker!”, Jeff came up to us and high fived me.

“Okay, Y/N, don’t freak out”, Sheri said with a tone that actually made me wanna freak out. “Don’t look but on your two o’clock is…”

Of course I looked before she even finished the sentence. “Oh, fuck”, I quickly turned my face.

“What? Who is that?”, Jess asked.

“My fucking scumbag exboyfriend, Sean”, my jaw instantly clenched. “Why is he even here? He already graduated, he wasn’t even in Liberty High”

“I think he came with Bryce’s cousin”, Sheri said.

“Fuck”, I tok a huge sip of my drink.

“Monty!”, Jess waved at de la Cruz. “Put your arm around Y/N”.

“What?”, me and Monty asked at the same time.

“He wraps his arm around you, it looks like you’re together and this Sean or whatever his name is won’t come anywhere near you”.

Her plan was pretty good, I had to admit.

“Put you fucking arm around me, Montgomery”, I said through my clenched teeth and so he did.

“He’s here?”, he asked shocked. “We all warned you, when you started dating him. First of all, you were freshman, he was senior, second of all he wasn’t even in Liberty…”

“And he was in our opponent’s basketball team”, Justin added.

“Oh, stop with the fucking basketball team, like it’s the most important part of the story”, I rolled my eyes.

“Okay, but what’s the story?”, Jessica asked, she didn’t know anything, because she wasn’t at Liberty High when everything happened.

“He banged her and she never heard of him again”, Justin said.

“We were official”, I said with sharp tone. “But yeah, he broke up with me right after we… you know”, I finished my drink with one sip.

“Okay, I’ll bring you another, cause I see you need one”, Monty took my empty cup.

“Thanks, lots of vodka, please”.

“I’ll kick his ass”, Jeff said very pissed, and Jeff is not a person who get pissed easily.

“Me too”, Foley added.

“No one’s gonna kick anybody’s ass, go outside, play some beerpong, we’re not making any scene”, I pushed to te backyard and stayed with Sheri.

“Hey, it’s gonna be okay”, she tried to cheer me up. “Monty might be, well, Monty, but he’s always there if someone needs him, and Sean can’t be that dumb, to come up to you when you have Montgomery by your side”.

“You’re probably right”, I sent her faint smile and turned around just to see that Sean was already right in front of me.

“Well hello, Y/N. You’re looking even better than when I last saw you, if that’s even possible”, he looked at me up and down.

“Yeah, that’s cool but I got somewhere to be”, I tried to walked next to him, but he took a step to the left and got in my way.

“Come on, don’t run away, we can sit somewhere and go down the memory lane, you know, good, old times”, he stroked my cheek.

“First of all, don’t touch me”, I flinched. “Second of all, there are no good, old times, leave me alone”.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Justin and Jessica coming to us, Jess tried to calm him down.

“Oh, come on, babe”, Sean rolled his eyes.

“She’s not your babe”, suddenly Monty stood next me and I felt like I started breathing again, even though I didn’t realised I had held my breath.

“Is she yours?”.

“She asked you to leave her alone”, Monty took a step towards Sean, so now he was separating him from me.

“Or what?”

“You really wanna see?”, I spotted Montgomery clenched his fists.

“You wanna do it outside?”

“Okay, okay”, I stepped between the two of them. “No one is gonna do anything outside, we’re not making scene”, I spotted Jessica holding Justin arm and Zach whispering something to Jeff. I also noticed music stopped playing, so now everybody’s eyes were on us.

“Oh, I see”, Sean chuckled. “Your whole protect committee is here. Jeff, Justin, Sheri… Everyone who comfort little, poor Y/N after her terrible boyfriend broke up with her”.

Monty got pissed and tried to took another step forward, but I stopped him.

“Monty, don’t”, I whispered. “Okay, Sean, it’s enough”.

I almost made Monty turn around and leave the room, but Sean just wouldn’t stop.

“Maybe if you weren’t so fucking boring in bed I wouldn’t break up with you after I fucked you two times”.

Justin got out of Jessica’s grip and this time I literally had to pushed Montgomery to stop him, only Zach could keep Jeff in place.

“Justin, don’t!”, I shouted and he stopped walking.

I turned to face Sean.

“The right word is “bored” not “boring””, I said calmly. “I was bored in bed. And maybe I wouldn’t be so fucking bored if there was anything to be excited about”, I took a glance at his crotch, making hints about size of his member worked on every guy if you wanted to shut him up. I turned back to Monty.

“Dumb slut”, I heard behind me.

Monty clenched again, his eyes were dark with rage.

“Montgomery, don’t”, I said softly and put my hands on his chest.. “Just drop it.”

“You let him talk to you like that?”, he whispered.

I smiled at him. What he didn’t noticed was that I was boiling inside. And that my hand was clenched in fist. I turned around and punched Sean right in the nose. Everybody’s jaws dropped. He put his hand on his face and when he took it away, still in shock, I punched him again.

“I don’t want to see you ever again!”, I shouted. “You hear me? Ever again!”, once I let my anger get out of me I just couldn’t stop and kicked him in the anckle. “Fucking scumbag!”

“Okay, that’s enough”, Monty grabbed me in my waist, pulled me up and carried me outside. 

“Put me down, I’ll fucking kill him. Montomery, put me down!”, I tried to punch him in his ribs with my elbow.

“Yeah, I’ll handle it”, he said quietly to someone, probably Jeff, cause we just went past him.

We left the house, Monty closed door with a kick and continued carrying me.

“Fuck you, Montgomery”, I shouted.

When we were far from people, he finally put me down, turned me, so I was standing face to face with him and he put his hands on my shoulders.

“Calm down”.

“Don’t tell me to calm down! Why you can get angry and beat the shit out of people, and I can’t?”, I looked at him

“Because you‘re better than that!”, he shouted and that stopped me for a moment. “You’re better than that”, he said calmly. “You’re better than me”.

He saw I was calmer, so he took his hands off my shoulders.

“You okay?”, he asked concerned.

“Yeah… I’m sorry… I acted like a fucking psycho”.

“Hey, hey, don’t apologize for it, the guy is a dick”.

“Did this punch at least looked good or was it that funny, pathetic show that girls always do when they hit someone with their funny little fists?”, I asked.

“Well, even though your fists are funnily small, the punch was actually impressive”, he nodded his head. “Not pathetic. At least until you kicked his anckle,then you started acting like a girl.”

“Whatever”, I rolled my eyes and realised my hand actually hurt a little bit, Monty spotted grin on my face.

“I’ll get you some ice”, he offered.

“No, just”, I touched his arm. “Let’s just… Don’t go inside for a few minutes”.

“What about your hand?”, he asked concerned. “It hurts and it’ll be worse, trust me”.

“It’s okay…”, I mumbled. I looked up because I heard door opening and saw Jeff, who carried a bag of ice. “Thank you, Atkins”, I smiled.

“We can murder him if you want, you know?”, he said.

“Nobody’s gonna murder anyone”, I rolled my eyes.

Door opened again and Zach, Justin, Sheri, Jessica and Bryce walked out.

“What the hell, dudes?”, Walker asked. “Y/N, you’re at a party fifteen minutes and you start a fight?”

“Oh God, you’re so stupid”, I sighed. “You should really pay more attention to who’s coming to your party, Bryce.”

“He’s my cousin’s friend from college and you’re acting like crazy bitch.”

“Have you even been there?!”, I asked loudly.

“Leave her alone, Bryce”, Monty said.

“Actually you know, Bryce, you and Sean would be great best friends as you both treat girls like trash”, I added.

Walker didn’t answear anything, just looked at me for a moment.

“Keep an eye on your chick, Monty”, he said finally.

“First of all, I’m not his chick, and what was that even supposed to mean?”, I asked.

“Just saying”, he shrugged and went back home.

“Fuck you, Bryce”, I shouted to him. “Did he just threatened me?”

“Come on, he’s just talking crap”, Justin said.

“No, Justin, he literally said to Monty to keep his eye on me”.

“For now, let’s focus on you keeping ice on your hand”, Montgomery took the bag of ice I hold in my left hand and put it on the right one.

“He threatened me, you all heard it”, I pointed at all of my friends.

“Let’s just all stay together for the rest of the night, alright?”, Jess proposed. “This party has gotten really fucking weird.”

And so we did, Monty really felt into this whole “put your fucking arm around me” thing, cause whenever Sean was seen closer than on the opposite end of the party, Monty’s hand automatically went on me. And when his arm wasn’t around me, he was in the kitchen making me a drink, to make sure my cup isn’t empty.

One thing led to another and after few drinks I was very, very buzzed and that makes me very touchy so as soon as right moment came I dragged Monty into first empty room and locked the door.

“Mont, do you know what time is it?”, I asked. “It’s a hook up time”, I answered my own question before he even opened his mouth , brought him closer by his neck and kissed.

At first he was a little shocked, what kind of surprised my drunk mind, it’s not like it’s the first time we were doing it, then he got into kissing for a moment, but when he realized I was slowly moving us towards bed, he moved away.

“What’s wrong?”, I asked.

“Babe, you’re wasted”, he said.

“So? If you don’t remember I also was drunk the first time we had sex”.

“You weren’t that drunk”, he crossed his arms.

“Like you care”, I snorted.

“Maybe you should take a nap”, he offered.

“I don’t want a nap, I want you to fuck me”, I said and put my arms around his neck. “Daddy?”

At this point he almost cracked, I could tell when he bit his lower lip and close his eyes.

“I don’t take advantage of drunk girls”, he said with his eyes still closed.

“Oooh, daddy has some morals?”, my thumb went up and down on the back of his neck.

He sighed, put his hands on my hips, kissed me and started moving us towards bed.

He laid me on bed  and the moment my head touched the pillow I felt how soft and comfy it was and how tired I actually was and that I couldn’t even bother to move my lips.

“Are you tired?”, Monty asked softly.

I nodded my head.

I closed my eyes, he moved me so I was laying on side and not on my back and covered me with a blanket.

“Take a nap”, he whispered and left the room.

It felt like a minute passed when someone kneeled next to bed.

“Hey, you’re okay?”, Monty asked.

“God, you left like a minute ago, let me nap”, I mumbled and covered my head with blanket.

Montgomery giggled. “Y/N, you slept for an hour”.

“What?!”, I quickly sat on bed.  

“It’s okay”, he smiled. “Here, I got you some water”.

“Thanks”, I took a glass from him and drank it all at once. “God, I feel like shit after that nap, why did you let me nap?”, I moaned.

“Because you were wasted”.

“I wasn’t that drunk. A little buzzed, but not wasted”, I rolled my eyes.

“I called you babe and you didn’t reply with your ‘I’m not your babe’”.

“Maybe I was trying to be nice?”

Montgomery didn’t answer, just bit his lips trying not to laugh.

“What? What did I do?”, I asked. “Monty, tell me”, I punched his arm.

“You called me daddy”, he said finally.

“No, I didn’t”, I said disgusted.

He nodded his head.

“Oh my God”, I laid back and again covered my face with blanket in embarrassment. “You know it wasn’t me talking? I was wasted”.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought”, he laughed. “You want more water?”

“No, I’m good. Thank you, Monty”, I smiled.

“You’re welcome”.


*Trixie - named after Trixie from show “Lucifer” on FOX, if you haven’t watch it, I hardly recommend it, very good shit and Trixie is my favourite.

Oh, sorry this one was mostly dialogues, but I kinda struggle with describing and that kinda stuff because english is not my first language (I really have to stop using it as an excuse for everything)

@dragon-on-the-sea, @elixmia, @vedrividia and @kikoloureirosdeliveryservice tagged me to post a selfie (I know that a lot of you guys tagged me too and I promise I will post more pics soon)
Anyways sorry for kinda shitty selfie, I had not enough sleep, but today I really felt confident about my looks and in general I was feeling great!
So, I’ll tag: @mathiasismywhore, @scorpion-flower, @book–adventurer, @into-the-cosmic-sea, @nebraskan-metalhead, @ourlivinglies, @peter-steeles-side-bitch, @hietalice and @iron-maiden-lover

Okay, so I know the video today was mostly glitch bitch and fangirling… but seriously, some freeze-frame are actually legit spooky ! Robin ! The fuck !

Oh and by the way, this is what Jack’s twitter looks like now : 

I’m… just gonna be… in the corner… over there… waiting to see where all this lead us. With pop corn. 

(I also noticed how Jack’s made his hair go all upright for Anti to make him look more like fanarts I can see of him. That’s… so adorable.)

[PART 2] When you are best friends with Rocky and you two like to do a lot of skinship

Thank you so much for requesting ^^ I might have done this even if no one requested it but I’m glad you did! I hope this is enjoyable and please tell me what you think about it~ ^^

[PART 1] 

i’m sorry i made you wait this long! >< i really wanted to post this earlier but never actually did, I’M SO SORRY SWEETIE 


Words: 1902

Fluff with slight angst i guess, it’s light but it’s there y’all

Requested by anon ♥

Originally posted by asterocky


A pair of arms wrapped around your waist from behind, making you flinch a little.

“Oh,” Minhyuk let go immediately after you flinched. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“It’s okay,” you said, trying to keep your voice stable. Your heart was beating fast and you turned back to look at the noodles that were boiling in the pot that was on the stove.

“Looks good,” he beamed, looking at the noodles. “You always make the best noodles _____.”

You glanced at him and smiled a little. “Thanks.”

“Is food ready yet?” Myungjun asked from the living room of the dorm, that was also ASTRO’s dining area due to lack of space and you could see into the kitchen from the living room.

“Just a few minutes,” you told him, stirring the noodles in the pot.

The members took out plates, cutlery, and glasses and took them into the living room. They laid them all on the small table there and came back into the kitchen to get drinks.

“What do you want to drink _____?” Jinwoo asked, holding the fridge’s door open.

You turned to look at him. “Just water tha-“ you stopped mid-sentence when you felt immense pain in your hand. You turned around and pulled your hand away from the hot stove with a frown. “Ouch,” you hissed at the pain and moved to the sink straight away.

“Are you okay?” Jinwoo asked immediately, hurrying over to you. You opened the faucet and held your hand under the cold water. “Were you badly burnt?” he asked, standing next to you while looking at your hand.

“I don’t know,” you felt your hand shake a little under the icy water. “But it did hurt a lot.”

“What’s going on?” Minhyuk came into the kitchen and was confused when he saw you two standing side by side at the sink.

“_____ burnt herself,” Jinwoo told him, making Minhyuk hurry over at the speed of light.

“What? What happened?” he asked and you felt him put his hand on your back gently.

Normally you wouldn’t have noticed small things like that. Now you did, however. You had been paying attention to the amount of skinship Minhyuk did with you for a few weeks already. Before that, you had never thought much about it but the thought of him maybe having feelings for you made you see the skinship in a new light. Now the skinship felt weird and it made your heart flutter so much that you felt like you would pass out.  

“Should we go to the hospital?” Dongmin asked after all the members had gathered in the kitchen.

“It’s not that bad,” you said. “It’s just a small one. I know how to treat it.”

“But-“

“I’m fine, really,” you cut Bin off. “It doesn’t look bad and it’ll be fine if I keep a clean bandage over it or something.”

The members were worried but didn’t want to force you to go to the hospital, so you just stayed in the dorm and ate the noodles that were now a little overcooked.


There was a knock on the door. “_____?” Minhyuk’s voice called your name and he opened the door a little to peek in.

“Hmm?” you hummed, sitting on his bed. “What is it?” you asked and put your phone down.

“Are you really okay?” he asked and came in, closing the door behind him. He came to sit down next to you.

“Yeah,” you smiled.

“Does it hurt?” he asked and grabbed your hand gently, making sure he wouldn’t touch the burn.

“It does,” you admitted. “But I’ve had worse pain so this doesn’t feel too bad. I’ll be okay.”

He leaned closer and rested his forehead on your shoulder, leaning on you. “I’m glad you’re okay,” he said quietly.

You felt your heart beat fast and you were getting nervous. He noticed you fidgeting a little.

“What’s wrong?” he straightened up and looked at you.

“Nothing,” you lied with a small smile.

“You suck at lying,” he gave you a look. “Besides, you have been avoiding my touch for the past week or so which is totally not normal for you.”

“It’s nothing, really,” you didn’t want to have this conversation with him.

“We are best friends, we should be able to tell everything to each other, right?”

“It’s nothing, please Minhyuk,” you looked at him. “I don’t want to talk about this.”

He was quiet for a moment. “Did…” he paused for a bit as if he was afraid to ask what he was about to ask.

“What?”

“Did something happen?” he looked worried.

“What do you mean?” you asked, confused.

“Did someone… do something to you?” he asked, looking more and more worried.

“No!” you shook your head immediately. “No, no, no. Nothing like that happened. I’m fine, everything is okay.”

He looked at you for a bit. “Are you sure?”

“Don’t worry about me,” you said.

“I can’t just not worry about you,” he argued.

“Please, just forget about it.”

“Why are you so uncomfortable around me these days?” he asked.

“Minhyuk I don’t want to talk about it,” you hoped he would just drop it.

“Why? Did I do something? Are you dating someone?” he blurted out without even thinking.

“No, you didn’t do anything and I’m not dating,” you sighed. “I just simply don’t want to talk about it.”

“I really don’t understand you,” he said. “You used to like hanging out with me.”

“Please, just shut up,” you were getting annoyed.

“Excuse me?”

“Just shut up!” you exploded. “I don’t want to talk with you about this!”

He was dumbfounded by the sudden change in your behavior. You buried your face in your hands and let out a frustrated sigh. “I’m sorry.”

“I’ll let you cool down for a bit,” he left the room without looking back.


You walked into the living room where the members were after being in the room for some time, trying to clear your thoughts. You didn’t see Minhyuk.

“Where did Minhyuk go?” you asked them.

“He left to go practice,” Bin said.

“Oh…” you looked at the clock, which said 4:56 pm. “It’s his day off, though… Do you think he would mind me dropping by?”

“Of course he wouldn’t,” they replied.

You left the dorm and walked to the practice room that was quite close to the dorm. You got in using the password the boys had given you. After you got in, you walked to the end of the hallway and opened the practice room’s door a little. Minhyuk was sitting against the mirrored wall, his face buried in his hands and his elbows resting on his knees.

You stepped in and closed the door behind you. He lifted his face. “You came?” he asked.

You just nodded and walked over to him. After hesitating for a bit, you sat down right next to him and leaned on him like he usually did to you. He stayed silent.

“I’m sorry for saying those things back at the dorm,” you apologized with a quiet voice. “I felt uncomfortable talking about why I haven’t been… myself around you lately.”

He didn’t say anything and just stared at his hands.

“I’ve been thinking. About all the skinship between us two.”

You straightened up and turned a little to face him. He turned his head to look at you. You took a breath before leaning closer to him and pecking his lips quickly. It took him completely off-guard and he stared at you, surprised after you pulled away. You looked away, feeling shy.

“Lately I’ve…. I’ve been thinking, maybe there’s something behind all the skinship. Like… feelings?”

He looked at you quietly, still surprised by your kiss.

“That’s why I’ve been acting weirdly lately. The skinship started feeling very different after I had the thought “maybe he likes me”.”

There was a silence. “But I mean, if you don’t like me, it’s okay, I’d rather be friends with someone I like than break ties with someone who doesn’t like me back,” you said.

“I do like you,” he said. “A lot.”

You turned your head. “As a friend?”

“No,” he shook his head. “I really do like you.”

Again, a silence. You just looked at each other, unsure how to react. You felt happy so a smile appeared on your lips.

“That’s great,” you whispered.

He chuckled a little. “You seem relieved.”

“Why wouldn’t I be? Do you know how scared I was? I kept thinking ‘what if he rejects me and our friendship is over?’ and that really freaked me out.”

“You value our friendship that much?” he asked, tilting his head a little.

“Don’t you?”

He smiled widely. “Of course I do. You’re my best friend. I would never let you go.”

“So… are we a couple now?” you asked hesitantly.

He hummed, thinking about it. “If you don’t mind keeping it a secret from others.”

“How about the other members?”

“Oh, please,” he let out a laugh. “They’ve been suspecting us since day one. I think we should tell them but it’s probably not going to make much of a difference.”

You chuckled. “Yeah, I guess so.”

He smiled, looking at you. Then he leaned on you and placed his head on your shoulder.

“I’m really glad you came to hang out with us today.”

“Me too,” you said and looked at your hand. “I just wish this hadn’t happened,” you lifted your hand a little. “Do you think it’s going to leave a scar?”

“I don’t really know much about burns but even if it does scar, I don’t care. I’ll love you anyway.”

“Ugh,” you nudged him playfully. “I know we just confessed our feelings and all but please keep your cheesiness to yourself.”

“No way,” he laughed and nudged you back. “Cheesy comments are the best when shared with someone.”

“Then find someone else to say them to,” you said. “I really hate things like that,” you tried to get up but he clung onto you. “Yah, let go.”

“Never,” he smiled and eventually you two fell over to the floor, both laughing.

You sat up, still laughing. “Hey,” he said and you turned your head to look at him. He was very close to your face when you turned your head which surprised you a bit. You closed your eyes, expecting a kiss.

“No more kissing please!” a voice made Minhyuk pull away from you before he could kiss you. You both looked at the doorway where Sanha was standing, the rest of the members behind him.

“What are you doing here?” Minhyuk asked, a little annoyed.

“That’s not important,” Sanha left the question unanswered. “What’s important here is that I was right all along! You two are dating!”

“We became a couple like five minutes ago Sanha,” Minhyuk pointed out.

“That doesn’t change anything!” he said, his voice cracking, which made you chuckle since you found it cute.

“Congrats!” Dongmin congratulated you two behind Sanha.

The others entered the room and you started talking about things and joking around like you usually did and it didn’t take long before the room was filled with laughter. The only thing that was different from a few weeks ago was that this time, instead of a friend, the one sitting next to you was your boyfriend.

anonymous asked:

Sam doesn't eat unless he has to while Dean's a demon. When he gets Dean back, the first thing his big brother notices is how skinny and weak he is. Dean goes into ultra protective mode and is so gentle and loving to Sam. He makes him food and when they have sex, Dean is gentle and he makes Sam feel so safe and secure again. Dean goes on and on about how his Sammy needs to be good and healthy, and how well he's doing as he keeps gaining weight. Dean supports him through all of jt.

he’s not purposely starving himself, you know? it’s just… he’s worried about other things, about more important matters, about his brother. trying to find dean, trying to find a cure, trying to figure out a way to make sure that he can actually get his brother back, it all seems more important than eating. now he isn’t stupid. he knows that he can’t continue living without eating something it’s just when he does eat, it’s just enough to take the edge off his hunger that isn’t really there.

he just knows that he’s this far from finding a cure and if he pushes through this then dean will be alright and he’ll be back to his old self and sam can stop worrying about that. he just has to push a little harder for just a little longer.

demon!dean makes a comment about it, how sam looks as skinny as he did when he was a gangly teen and they were doing things that no brother should do in the backseat of the impala. demon!dean would smile as he said “don’t you remember how i would just split you open on my cock, sammy? how you would beg for it. how much of a slut you were for it. begging me to stuff you full and tear you in half. i’m sure that if you released me now, i could still split you open, still make you beg for it. hell, i probably wouldn’t even fit. your body is too tiny now to take me all the way.”

it wasn’t like the other jabs that demon!dean sent his way, saying that dean had cared his ass for all his life, always looking after him and how he never wanted that. and it wasn’t like the jab that he sent towards sam saying that dean never really wanted sam in that way, he just couldn’t stand making the kid sad. but regardless it hurt to hear because sam was certain that dean was right. he probably wouldn’t be able to fit dean inside of him anymore. it’s been too long and he’s lost so much weight and yet sam would still probably beg for it. he would beg and cry until dean broke him in half and still want more.

but then sam cured dean, purified that demon blood or whatever and then sam had his brother back and he felt weak and small. his body sagged on his bed (dean didn’t want to be around him anymore. he ran off to his room the moment that sam released him and he took the hint. dean didn’t want to have anything else with him.) and he felt like he would just sink through. he was hungry, more than hungry. he was starving and yet he couldn’t bring himself to walk into the kitchen and get something to eat. it seemed like it was too much effort.

curing dean, it was supposed to fix everything. everything was supposed to go back to how it was before he was a demon and everything was supposed to be alright.

there’s a tentative knock at his door and he’s expecting cas, telling him that dean has finally gotten to sleep and that he should eat something or something like that but he’s surprised when the door pushes open and it’s dean standing there, holding a tray of food in his hand, standing in the door like he’s not welcome which was weird to see because dean was always welcomed in his room.

yet there dean was, standing in the doorway like he was a stranger, waiting for sam’s permission to come in.

you don’t have to ask, dean.” sam finally said when it was clear that dean wasn’t going to walk in on his own. “you’re always welcomed in my room. always.” he’s not sure why he’s trying to make that point but he is. he wants dean to know that anything of sam’s is something of his.

oh… uhh… okay.” dean said, pushing the door open wider and he’s almost blushing, like he was embarrassed to think that he wasn’t welcomed or maybe he was embarrassed to think that sam still wanted him. after everything he did. everything he said. “i… uhh… i made you some food. you just… you look…

dean trailed off. how were you supposed to nicely say that you’ve lost so much weight that you look unhealthy.

but sam sat up straighter on his bed, leaning against the head board and his heart hurts in his chest because it looks like dean actually tried to make him something that he would like. the salad looked fresh. the chicken still looked hot. the apple that dean had sliced open looked good and it was nothing like what dean normally ate and yet he still tried. he was trying to make it up to sam.

sam barely ate three of the apples slices and picked at the salad before he pushed the tray away, claiming that he was full and dean didn’t doubt it for a second but he still urged sam to eat just another apple slice.

sam looked at the apple and then looked up at dean, his jaw locked in that childlike defiance and dean ran a hand through his hair.

listen, sammy, i know that i’m in no position to ask you to do anything. in fact, i’m the last person that should ask you to do anything but you’ve gotta eat a little more, man. please. just a couple bites of chicken. we’ve gotta… you’ve gotta get healthy. you’re skin and bones and it’s all because…because of me. even though dean didn’t say that, sam knew what he meant to say. and he wanted to deny it. it wasn’t because of dean, sam had every opportunity to eat, he just didn’t.

instead it ate a full slice of chicken and a couple more pieces of apple and he looked up at dean, his stomach stuffed and he didn’t miss the fond little smile that was on dean’s face. except dean was sitting at the edge of the bed, so far away and sam wanted him so much closer. needed him closer.

good job, sammy.” dean praised, picking up the tray and backing out of the room. “you did such a good job.” he paused at the door, looking as if he wanted to say more before he walked out. “i’ll see you in the morning.”

for breakfast dean makes oatmeal and the hot meal feels good going down his stomach and it tastes so good that he can’t help but eat it all. it was so much food and a few minutes later, it comes back up and sam knew he shouldn’t have eaten it all. his stomach couldn’t handle that much food after not eating for so long. he needed to take it slower but dean was there, rubbing light fingers up and down his back, saying that it was okay. they’ll try something else and he pressed a cool washcloth to the back of his face and when sam gained the color back to his skin, dean backed away from sam, ceasing all contact and sam missed that the most.

dean helped sam gain weight back. every meal that sam had was a home cooked meal and it was something different and dean would ask how sam liked it and sam would reply truthfully. there was one night that sam stumbled upon dean fast asleep with his head resting in some book in the library. and upon further inspection, sam saw that it was a cookbook with post-it notes sticking out all over the place. sam gently pulled the book from out underneath dean’s head and on it post-it note was dean’s handwriting, writing down notes, whether or not sam liked whatever was on that page and sam’s heart swelled at the sight.

it took a while. that’s a lie actually. it took forever for dean to actually touch sam like they used to. dean had folded back into himself, refused himself to touch sam longer than he absolutely had to and whenever sam would try to initiate any kind of contact, dean would cut it off, make up some excuse why he had to leave and do something else.

however, slowly sam started touching dean longer and dean allowed himself to stay there while sam touched. a couple of fingers to the back of the hand. elbows and knees pressed together while they’re sitting next to each other at the table. it’s small but it feels like some much to sam.

there’s one night where dean doesn’t seem as shielded as he normally is and they’re in sam’s room watching some movie and sam managed to crawl up under dean’s arm and dean wrapped it around sam’s shoulder for the whole movie. now in the morning, dean seemed even more distant that he had before and anytime there was even the smallest point of contact, dean flinched like he was burned.

sam had long gained back the weight that he had lost when they first had sex. dean was in his room, leaning up against the headboard, staring off into nothing when sam let himself in and crawled onto dean’s bed and all but begged dean to touch him. that he needed it and it was low because sam knew that dean would do anything that sam asked but it wasn’t a lie. he missed dean. he missed him tremendously and having dean just within reach and yet having dean seem like he was miles away hurt more than any kind of pain could feel.

it started out with sam touching dean. slowly undressing him, kissing him, whispering praise and forgiveness for everything that dean ever said to him in his skin and soon dean was trembling underneath sam’s touch and it was everything that sam wanted.

he was fully content with riding dean, taking whatever he was willing to get but sam sunk his teeth into the flesh the spot where dean’s heart was, sucked a deep, purple spot there and it seemed to flip some kind of switch inside of dean.

dean flipped them and then it was sam’s turn to be worshipped with fingers and lips and the entire time dean couldn’t stop himself for apologizing, saying that he wanted sam, that he needed him, that he didn’t mean any of what he said when he was a demon. it was all a ploy to try to get sam to let him go and sam ran a hand through dean’s hair and told him that it’s okay. that he knows.

as much as dean hates to admit it and he probably won’t ever admit it, he buried his head in the crook of sam’s shoulder as he pushed inside of him and cried.

sam felt like crying too because it was all too much. the way that dean was treating him, like he was this fragile thing that dean didn’t even deserve touching, treating him with so much care, being so gentle that sam wasn’t sure that this was still his dean because dean hadn’t been this gentle with him since the first time they did this. or when dean sold his soul for him to bring him back from the dead.

so it’s kind of a give and take, ya know. dean nurses sam back to health. holds his hair back when sam throws back up his meal because he just can’t keep it down and sam shows dean that he is worthy of forgiveness.

Monsta X Reaction #18 - They wake up to you wearing booty shorts/their shirt ~the morning after~

@virtualt asked: Reactions to Monsta X when they find you wearing only booty shorts/short boxers and one of their shirt the morning after

a/n: (I’m going to assume that this means the morning after your first time sleeping together~)


Hyunwoo: He would find this the cutest thing ever. He would smile widely and pull you closer to him, snuggling into you and never wanting to let you go.

He’d ask if you felt okay too and if you needed anything from him. He’d want to make sure you were still comfortable and that you didn’t regret making love to him. Because that’s how he sees it. You two were in love beyond words and that’s what he showed you last night and what he will do anything to continue showing you for the rest of your lives together in every moment he spend with you regardless of what you’re doing.

He’s a cheesy mf I’ll tell you that but he’s also cute and sentimental AF so cherish this lil cheese ball okay???

*I couldn’t find a gif to match so enjoy this gif of sexy Hyunwoo isntead*

Originally posted by garisanee

Hoseok: He would find this really sexy. A smirk would tug at his lips as he’d stare unabashedly into your eyes. In his raspy, deep morning voice (fuckk) he’d say:

“Damn Jagi after last night I didn’t think you could get any sexier but you proved me wrong. How did you even find that shirt of mine? I haven’t seen that thing for months” *laughing* “Did you take my shirt when we started dating??”

You: “No… Okay yes, but it’s so comfortable. It’s my favorite thing to sleep in. Is that okay?”

He’d wink at you mischievously and say, “Hell yes it’s okay. You look hotter in that shirt that anyone else ever could.” time for round 2? ;) that’s up to you

Originally posted by cosmicmari

Minhyuk: -thinking- Okay Minhyuk… Y/n is asleep right now you can wait for them to wake up… What is wrong with me? Ugh I’m sweating…

-whispers- “Jagi… are you awake…? I can’t stop thinking about those sounds you made last night and you look so sexy with my shirt and that morning hair…”

You: -laughing/half asleep- “Do you need me to help you with the little problem you have there Minhyuk?”

Him: “No jagi, I need you to help me with this big problem you’ve given me…”

Originally posted by shownhyuk

Hyungwon: He’s in a state of pure bliss tbh.

“How are you so much cuter in my shirt than I am?” He’d kiss your temples, then the tip of your nose and continue. You’re so perfect, even with no makeup on. I just love you so much jagi. I don’t know what I’d do without you. You’ve truly made me the happiest man alive just by existing.”

Originally posted by wonhontology

Kihyun: -lovey dovey and silly- “Jagi~” He’d mumble, bopping his nose against yours. “It’s too early in the morning for you to give me a heart attack like this. When did you put my shirt on?”

You: “I was cold so I picked it off the floor…”

“You could have just snuggled closer to me love. I wouldn’t have minded it at all”

He’d wink at you then, making you both laugh. He’d make sure you were laughing/in a good mood all morning, also making sure you felt okay after the night you spent together.

Originally posted by kpop-heaven-247

Changkyun: He’d try to sound cool and a bit cocky when you two first spoke to try to hide how worried he was that you were okay since this was your first time together, However he’d be thrown off by your adorable/sexy morning voice/hair combined with you wearing his shirt.

“D-damn…You’re so cute but so hot at the same time? Like, how?”

You: -chuckling at the effect you had on him- “Like what you see?”

*gif* “Do you want me to show you how much I do?”

You: -hitting him playfully- “I just woke up and you’re already being greasy.” you’d sigh dramatically and continue, “what have I done?”

He’d frown a bit, catching you off guard. “Did I make you feel uncomfortable…? I didn’t mean to…”

You: “What? No I don’t feel uncomfortable at all. This is actually the most comfortable I’ve ever felt around another person. I love you dummy.”

The smirk would be back instantly. “I love you too Y/n. So much.”

Originally posted by bts-bap-trash

Jooheon: He would be that mix of sexy and infuriatingly cute.

He’d wake up to you looking at him and look you up and down like *first gif*. He’d smirk at you and you’d roll your eyes at him, flicking his nose in response.

“Hey! That hurt~”

You: “Oh it didn’t hurt that much. You’re okay.” You’d kiss his nose then, “Here, I made it all better!”

That’s when he’d switch to his cute side *second gif*. “Hmmm okay it didn’t hurt that bad. But you feel okay too right?” For a moment you’d see a serious look flash across his face, but it would be gone faster than you could blink and he’d cover it with a joking/cute tone “You still love me right~?”

You’d respond with a light and sarcastic tone, “No. I don’t. Just kidding~ If I didn’t love you I wouldn’t be wearing your shirt??”

He’d laugh then and call you a jerk, playfully hitting your arm.

You two would end up joking and laughing the rest of the morning and into the day. Neither of you would leave the house until the next morning, cuddling and watching movies under the blankets the majority of the day.

Originally posted by jooheonbebe

Originally posted by jookyun


A/N: Hello @virtualt! I’m sorry it wouldn’t let me tag you for some reason :( I hope you still see this and like the reaction though!

Torn Up (Part 2)

Originally posted by wiillmajohansson

All righty, y’all, as promised, here’s part 2! Again, a couple of disclaimers:  

Since I only have up to about part 11 finished and edited, I’ll be updating twice a week, probably on Wednesdays and Saturdays with a few changes depending on the week, so that I can get ahead

I can’t believe the feedback I’ve been getting?? You guys are fantastic, and I love each and every one of you. Feel free to weigh in with your opinions about how the story is going; I do take constructive criticism (Just please be nice, I’m sensitive)

I also have a question:  does anyone get the joke in my url? Inquiring minds want to know

Warnings: Foul language, rude jokes, and Mitchell Marner as (terribly executed) comic relief. Yikes.

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Broken goalie // Miniminter Imagine

Summary: Y/N is the goalie in Simons new video and something goes wrong.

 A/n: Big s/o to @whateverbabeslove for the help! Everyone go check out her blog because it’s amazing!

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 “Hey Y/N. We need your help”, my boyfriend Simon said. “Yeah what do you need?” “Uhm I kind of need to film a new football video”. “Yeah okay. Why do you need me”, I asked confused. He smiled at me. “Well since Tobi isn’t here, we kind of need a new goalie sooo are you up for it?” “But why me? Why can’t of you be goalie?”, I asked. 

 “Well we could do that but I thought it would be more fun if you did it. And you are better than most of the guys anyway”, Simon smiled sheepishly. “In that case I feel flattered”, I laughed. “So you’re going to do it?”, he asked excited. I nodded my head and Simon hugged me, sweeping me off my feet. 

 “So when do I need to be ready?”, I asked. “I’ll call the guys but I was thinkng in like half an hour or something?” “Okay I’ll get ready”, I said kissing him quickly. 

*Half an hour later* 

 “Hey guys as you can see, I’m here with Ethan, JJ, Josh, Harry, Vik and my girlfriend Y/N”. “But Simon, why is your girlfriend here?”, Ethan said exagerated. “Well Ethan, let me explain. As you can see Tobi is not here, he is in LA for the moment. That means we didn’t have a goalie and that’s where Y/N comes in. Today she will be our black goalie whom isn’t really black but you get the point”. 

“Well I’m kind of black”, I said motioning to my black leggings and black jumper. Everyone laughed at my statement. “Well let’s just start with penalties okay?”, Simon said. And so it began. 

 What the guys didn’t know, was that I was actually a great goalie since I used to play football as a child. Hence why I made a few incredible saves. I caught every ball in the first round and the boys were actually impressed by me. 

 “Well that didn’t go as I had planned”, my boyfriend laughed. “Okay I have an idea to make it a bit more fair”, Harry yelled. Everyone looked confused, so he eleborated a bit more;” If we tie Y/N’s legs together, she has less chances of catching the ball”. “I don’t know Harry. I don’t think that’s very safe”, I mumbeled. “Oh c’mon! What’s the worst that could happen?”, Simon laughed and the other guys agreed. Except Josh, who looked a bit uneasy. “Odds on Y/N hurting herself?” “Don’t be a pussy Josh. This will be funny”, Ethan cackled. 

 Eventually everyone agreed and my legs get tied together. After Simon had explained what just happened for his video, the guys got ready to shoot. First up was Josh. His shot went to the lower right corner. I immediately noticed how difficult it was going to be since I barely caught the ball. “Oooh that was so close! This might actually be a good idea!” Simon yelled. 

 Next up was my boyfriend. And that was the shot I was dreading. “Time to smash it”, he said with a wink. He shot and the ball went top left. I jumped and actually made the most incredible save pushing the ball to the side. And then it happened. I landed. 

 I didn’t know what happened but as I jumped and got back down, I wasn’t able to land on my feet. I put my arms out to break my fall, otherwise I would’ve face-planted. And that wasn’t my best plan because as soon as I touched the ground, an excruciating pain went through my right arm. 

 All the boys started screaming and running towards me as I saved the ball. I yelled too. But my scream was from the pain I felt. The boys must’ve thought that I was really happy with my save, because they jumped on me. I again screamed out in pain as someone landed on my arm. In that moment Simon noticed that something was off. 

 “Guys get off!”, he yelled concerned. Suddenly everyone looked at me worried. “Hey, are you alright?”, my boyfriend asked softly, seeing the tears roll down my cheecks. I just nodded my head no. “My arm”. He carefully looked at my arm. “That does not look good. I think we should take you to the hospital”. All of a sudden the guys started grabbing all their stuff. Josh asked me if I was okay to walk, but my legs were fine so that was no problem. “I knew this was a bad idea! I should’ve out a bet on it”, Josh laughed a bit. “Yeah yeah Josh. You were right”, my boyfriend said a bit annoyed. 

 Vik, Ethan, JJ, Josh and Harry decided it was best to leave so that Simon and I could go to the emergency room. As we were walking to the car, I noticed Simon mumbling to himself. Something he always does when he’s upset. 

I stopped in my tracks. Simon looked at me confused. “Don’t you dare blame yourself for this”, I lectured. “This wasn’t your idea and you did nothing wrong. So stop being grumpy, you hear me Simon”. “Well I agreed with it, didn’t I? I didn’t stop them. Hell, I even encouraged them!”, he sighed. 

“It’s not that I’m badly injured anyway”, I shrugged. “Love, you probably broke your arm. That’s pretty bad in my opinion”. “Well it was either my arm or my face and let’s be honest, this is too pretty to ruin”, I laughed motioning to my face. Simon took my face between his hands and looked in my eyes. “Sometimes I seem to forget why I put up with you”, he joked. “Because you love me”, I retorded. “Hell yes I do”. And he kissed me softly. “Now let’s get that arm checked out”. 

“Hey, did you get my fall on camera?”, I questioned. “Yeah I thinks so. Why?” “Well first of all no one will believe that I broke my arm playing football and second of all, that was the best save of all saves in the world”. 

“Oh shut up, my broken goalie”.

anonymous asked:

38 boyf riends??? You write so amazingly❤️

38. “You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” 

thank you so much for the compliment omg !!! ok so this is an au where the squip is helping jeremy get michael instead of christine. and they’re like , not crazy lmao. also i use they/them pronouns for the squip in this bc it’s confirmed that squips have no gender so !!!

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anonymous asked:

Hey, what about a bodyswap AU with tomco? I wonder what would be funnier: tom pretending to be Marco or Marco pretending to be tom? Tho if it have the whole abusive dad thing, I wonder how Marco would act, like: I'm pretty sure he wouldn't just submit to it

OMG I ACTUALLY HAD AN IDEA ABOUT THIS! I switched it up a little bit, but it’s sort of along the same lines. I hope you enjoy it!


Tom looked down at his hands and his eyes almost popped out. They weren’t the regular purple he was so used to. Tom reached up and felt his head; two eyes and no horns. “Star! What the hell did you do!?” He cried. As soon as he did he clapped a hand over his mouth. It wasn’t his voice. “Star!” He cried again.

“Tom! Calm down!” Star told him, taking him by the shoulders. “It’ll be okay, I’ll fix this.” She promised.

“Where’s Marco?” Tom asked, assuming the human was in his body.

“We don’t want to raise suspicion. I sent Marco to your home to stay in and pretend to be you, and until I can fix you guys, you need to go to Marco’s home and pretend to be him.” Star instructed. “The last thing we want is for anyone to freak out, because then my mom will find out, and if my mom finds out,” Star pulled Tom close to her face “we are ALL dead.”

Tom gulped and nodded, unsure of what else he could do. “How do I pretend to be Marco? What do I say to his parents?” Tom asked. Star shrugged.

“Whatever you think Marco would say, I can’t stay and chet, I don’t have Glosseryk to help me figure this out, I have to go.” Star hissed, and pushed Tom towards the door that led to Marco’s home. Tom swallowed hard and opened the front door, stepping in with shaky feet, he made his way into the living room.

“Marco, you’re home late.” Angie called, stepping out of the kitchen. Tom froze and just stared at her. She came closer. “Well, any reason you’re home an hour after curfew? You didn’t even call to let me know where you were, I was worried.” She told him. Tom was about to stutter out something, but he stopped and gave her a confused look.

“W-wait… you were worried? Why?” He asked. Angie rolled her eyes.

“Because I thought something bad happened to my son, now come eat, you missed dinner and I’m not keeping it warm for you any longer.” She disciplined, but with a little smile. Tom forced a little bit of a smile and made his way into the kitchen. He sat down in front of the plate and played with his fork as Angie and Raphael helped each other do the dishes.

This was strange.

Tom looked down at the plate carefully. Why would they cook for their son? Was something special going on today? Should he ask? Tom cleared his throat and looked up. “Why is today so important?” Tom asked. Angie turned around and gave Tom a very confused look.

“I don’t know, is something important happening?” She asked. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary to her. Tom looked down at his plate again and stared at the macaroni and cheese like it would attack him.

“Is making dinner special?” Tom asked. “Why did you make dinner, is it for something special?” He asked again.

“Well I’m glad to know you think mac and cheese is such a special meal,” Angie laughed, assuming it was a poorly executed joke. “I’ll be sure to make it more often.” She and her husband laughed together and Tom forced out a little nervous giggled and took a bite of the food.

“So where’s your partner in crime, Marco?” Raphael asked. Tom looked up confused.

“Uh… who?” He asked. Marco’s father rolled his eyes.

“Star, where’s that Mewni girl gone off to?” He asked.

“Oh! Star! Of course.” Tom laughed nervously. “She uhm… she’s actually in mewni right now. Her uh… mom needed to see her. She asked me to tell you but I forgot.” Tom made a up a lie as fast as he could and Angie and Raphael exchanged looks. It wasn’t like their son to forget. Angie walked over to Tom and put a hand on his shoulder, causing him to jump.

“Marco, dear, are you okay, you’ve been acting off today.” She reminded.

“Why do you ask?” Tom inquired. Angie gave him a knowing look.

“Because I love you, silly.” She grinned. Tom held still for a very long time. Angie thought he was her son, she loved her son. She was holding him very gently, she had no intent on hurting him at all. And she made him dinner too, not for any special reason, like diplomatic dinner. She made him a meal so he wouldn’t be hungry.

“I… I’m fine… I’ve just had a long day.” Tom smiled. “I think I’m going to lie down for a minute.” He told her. Angie nodded and gave him a kiss on the head, this made Tom’s eyes pop open and he gulped, unsure of what to make of this.

“Okay sweetie, just all if you need anything.” She told him. Tom nodded and scrambled to make it upstairs. When he did he sat down on the floor and thought for a very long time. An idea struck him and he pulled up Marco’s shirt a little bit; Marco’s body didn’t have any scars. Tom fixed the clothing, that only made him more confused. Why were Marco’s parents so weird? Were all parents like this?

Tom’s thoughts were interrupted when a portal opened and Star stepped through, followed by Marco in Tom’s body. “Okay guys, stand next to each other.” Star instructed. The boys did so and she chanted a spell, as fast as it started the adventure was over and the boys were in their regular bodies. “Hah! It worked!” Star exclaimed. “I was worried I screwed it up.” She giggled a little, blushing.

Neither of the boys were laughing, they were just sort of lost in thought. Marco looked over at Tom and touched his shoulder. “Uh… hey can we talk?” Marco asked gently. It all made sense to him now, after a spending a day in Tom’s life. Tom gulped and began to get very nervous.

“T-talk? Th-there’s nothing to talk about.” He said very fast.

“Tom, I-” Marco was cut off when the door to his room opened and his parents walked in. They smiled when they saw Marco had his friends.

“Oh! Star’s back, and she brought a little friend!” Angie gushed at Tom. “I’m happy you’re feeling better Marco.” She told him, then directed her attention at Star and Tom. “Are you hungry? We made dinner.” Angie offered. Star smiled big and took off down the stairs. Angie smiled and looked up at Tom. “What about you, cutie?” Angie asked. Tom looked up surprised. “Are you hungry dear?” She asked.

“We both are!” Marco interrupted. He took Tom’s hand and led him downstairs. “Let’s go.”

steve makes apple pie, all cinnamon and brown sugar and crispy golden pastry.

tony’s down in his workshop all day, kind of wondering where steve is, because steve’s been coming down every day recently, sitting there sketching and frowning over the art course he’s doing via correspondence. it’s been their little routine, steve brings tony coffee and sometimes they talk and sometimes it’s just quiet and it’s so. good.

it feels kinda empty somehow without steve there. tony feels itchy and awkward and lonely and grumpy, and when he finally hears steve coming in he doesn’t turn round or say hello. he knows it’s childish but he does it anyway.

‘hey,’ steve says behind him, and okay, that’s weird, what’s that sweet cinnamon smell? tony turns round, and he’s going to go for nonchalent, he hasn’t missed steve, who him? but then he sees that steve’s wearing an apron and carrying a hot, steaming, golden apple pie. tony’s eyes go round.

‘steve?’ he says, ‘what - why are you carrying a pie, what are you doing?’
steve’s cheeks are pink but he’s smiling down at tony with soft eyes, and oh, look, it’s too bright, tony somehow can’t look at steve properly.

'i made it for you,’ steve says, and then he shifts awkwardly from foot to foot and stutters, 'because - because you’re sweet as pie, tony, and i - i wanna take you out, on. on a date.’

'oh my god,’ tony says. 'you did not. did you really? sweet as pie, did you, did you actually say that? about me?’

steve carefully puts the pie down on the nearest flat surface. 'yep,’ he says, and wow, okay, this is, wow, tony can get with this because steve’s reaching for him, one firm hand at tony’s waist and the other cupping the back of his neck, guiding his face up.

and steve bend down and kisses him, slow and gentle, and tony’s senses are on overload because everything’s steve, steve tastes like cinnamon and apple and he feels so warm and good.

when steve pulls back a little, tony’s eyes stay closed for moment, fluttering, and he makes a little soft protesting sound. and steve laughs quietly and presses his nose against tony’s. 'sweet as pie,’ he whispers.

i can’t wait to marry you

for the lovely @highkeybane  

huge thanks for @hail-andfarewell and @lightshook for editing this for me


Summary: Alec spends the day remembering all his special moments with Magnus, as he prepares himself for to finally marry his best friend. 

Pairing: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood

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Alec slowly opens his eyes as the sun softly shined in through the curtains. Everything was hazy at first, but after a few seconds, everything went back to normal. He slowly turns around and he smiles so brightly as he sees a figure lying next to him. It’s Magnus, his fiance, and today is the day—the day of their wedding.

Alec looked at his beautiful fiance, and thinks to himself,  how did I get so lucky? He kept looking at Magnus, and he remembered how they have known each other since high school, and had met during freshman year.

It was their first day in school, and Alec was nervous. He didn’t know how to socialize properly, unlike his younger siblings, Izzy, and Jace. After finding his first class without much difficulty, he sat down and pulled out his books, pencil, and eraser and then—

“Pssssst,” Alec hears a voice calling him. He turned around and saw a beautiful Asian boy behind him.

“Yes?” Alec replied feeling utterly confused. Why was this boy talking to him? No one really talks to him.

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