oh my goodness why are you so cute

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Random shoutout post for @ashy-le-mashy This guuurl is a complete and utter doll! I haven’t been talking to her for all that long, but in the time I have known her, she has been one of the most kindest, sweetest, and lovely people I’ve had the honour to chat to on here! Her art is amazing, and can I just say, her icon is just 💞💞💞 THE FEELS, like oh my god!! Her blog is just lit af, and she’s so cute and funny oh my goodness! If you’re not following this girly, then why the hell not? Much love sweetie, keep being facking adorable! 💖

sunflower asks;

these are all inspired by the ethereal glo of sunflowers (and different types)

pacino: if you could be any age, what age would you be?
ms. mars: what kind of flower or plant are you?
goldie: do u wake up early to catch sunrises?
maximilian: who is/are your current sunshine/s?
vanilla ice: are you a plant or an animal person?
pastiche: what is your favorite color (include the perfect shade)?
red sun: would you rather have a planetarium or a botanical garden?
autumn beauty: who is the sun to your sunflower (a person that you look up to)?
moonwalker: do you consider yourself an idealist or a realist? why?
valentine: make a playlist (with at least five songs) that reminds you of home?
velvet ocean: what is your latest dream?
sungold: are you alright? really?
teddy bear: what’s the best present that you have ever received?
sunspot: what’s been bothering you for a while?
florenza: post a sunny selfie !!!
goldy double: what is/are the name/s of your pet/s?
sunrich limoncello summer: would u rather live in the ocean or the forest?
mammoth russian: what’s your height? and dream height?
little becka: what’s your favorite seed?
lemon queen: can u bake? what are the pastries that you could bake?
jerusalem artichoke: what do you normally do before sleeping?
willowleaf: what’s your favorite autumn outfit?
rosinweed: who are your favorite people?
purpledisk: are you living ur dream life? if not, why do u think so?
serpentine: what’s your most favorite birthday memory?
lakeside: what’s something that you like to do but you cant do it often?
prairie: what are the most beautiful things about your pet/s?
sawtooth: what’s a superstition that u can’t believe u believe in?
downy/ashy: describe your dream significant other!

OTP Quotes Challenge

A belated celebration for reaching 5000+ followers! Here we have a list of random quotes for you to use for your OTP! You can have followers tell you numbers to draw your OTP as, or you can write stories based on your favorites, or both! Take these quotes in any direction you like for your creative use. Have fun!

  1. “Aah! That tickles!”
  2. “whAT IS THAT?!”
  3. “woah what happened while I was gone”
  4. “wait no that’s mine what are you doing”
  5. “No, I’m paying”
  6. “It’s fine, stop worrying about me”
  7. “dON’T TELL ME I CAN’T DO THAT I WILL DO THAT THING ALL I WANT”
  8. “Come over here— oh crap no don’t fall— why does this always happen”
  9. “just tAKE THE JACKET”
  10. “I’m so hungry I could eat a— stop looking at me like that in public”
  11. “Well, that was certainly awkward”
  12. “waIT DON’T RUN AT ME I’LL FALL”
  13. “are… are you awake? Did you fall asleep already”
  14. “great, what did you bring home this time?”
  15. “I don’t know why you don’t like this outfit on you. You look splendid.”
  16. “aaah I can’t stop blushing… No you’re not helping at all”
  17. “I can’t believe they spelled your name wrong again”
  18. “enOUGH! ENOUGH WITH YOUR PUNS”
  19. “I can’t… I can’t believe you actually remembered…”
  20. “Put some clothes on already, jeez! We have company coming!”
  21. “okay, and how much money did you spend on that thing?”
  22. “I wish we could stay here forever”
  23. “who was that? oh… your cousin…”
  24. “You okay? You seem a little off today”
  25. “I’m fine
  26. “I don’t know, what do you want to do?”
  27. “c-can I hold your hand?..”
  28. “GIVE ME YOUR HAND”
  29. “oh, remember when you used to wear that all the time? Good times.”
  30. “you can’t run so it’ll be faster if I just carry you”
  31. “You don’t need to tell me— I’ve memorized your order by now”
  32. “y-you look… you look very nice.”
  33. “did that person just take a picture of us?”
  34. “c’mon, let’s dance!”
  35. “oh mY GOD ARE THESE YOUR BABY PICTURES???”
  36. “oh, we are not letting you drive when you’re like this”
  37. “you’re a nerd. but my favorite nerd.”
  38. “why do you find those cute I hate those pictures of myself”
  39. “you’re very warm… It’s nice.”
  40. “You know what? I wasn’t even surprised by that. I’m that used to you.”
  41. “Wait, stay right there— I’ve got a song for you”
  42. “oh thank goodness… I didn’t think you’d still be here.”
  43. “You don’t have to do this if you’re scared”
  44. “EVERY TIME I SAY THAT YOU ALWAYS MAKE THE SAME PUN”
  45. “I can’t believe you actually bought that”
  46. “that… that was a lot different than I thought it’d be”
  47. “no stop i’M HURTING FROM LAUGHING SO MUCH”
  48. “let’s pretend I didn’t see you do that”
  49. “You’re too sweet”
  50. “ah, you’re up. how’d you sleep?”
Good Shipping People vs Bad Shipping People
  • Person: Hi!
  • Me: Hello!
  • Person: So, I ship *insert ship name here*
  • Me: I do too! Why do you ship it?
  • Person: Oh, it's just so cute! I mean, look at them, both boys together. All of my ships are gay. All. Of. Them.
  • Me: I think it's good cause of evidence that supports it.... And how their personalities work.
  • Person: Really? I've never noticed that! Oh well, hey look another gay ship with them!!!! MY NEW OTP.
  • Me: Damn it.
  • Note: Do not be like this person. All ships have a way of being good, and you shouldn't ship just cause it's a boy and a girl or a boy and a boy or a girl and a girl. Ship cause you think that personally they could be a good couple.
Newt Scamander isn’t completely a cinnamon roll

Okay yes, he’s adorable and kind and has endearing quirks and takes loving care of his creatures.  You won’t hear me denying that.  But…

I feel like people have been characterizing him a bit incorrectly.  Like, people see him as vulnerable and awkward and nervous, but, well…

1.  He’s badass.  He jumped into the fray and apparated along the rooftops to save Credence.  He’s every bit as brave as a Gryffindor, though he does it for different reasons.  He was the one who subdued Grindelwald (while still in pain from the Cruciatus curse) and used the Revelio charm.  And then, y’know, saved the whole wizarding world from exposure.  And when he saved Tina?  “I’ve got you?”  Of course we’re all swooning at that, and it’s not because he’s a cinnamon roll.

2.  We know he’s been hurt in the past and that he doesn’t quite understand humans, but he doesn’t really deliberately shy away from them either.  He’s perfectly content to start hanging out with Jacob, and has no problem making friends with him.  In fact, he’s the one to invite Jacob into his case.

3.  In most of the fics I’ve read, Newt is extremely shy and nervous about approaching Tina (or “y/n”).  But in canon?  He seemed pretty confident to me when he tucked her hair back.  He wasn’t stuttering like nearly every single fic shows him doing (not that there’d be anything wrong with it if he did, but he doesn’t).  Yes, he was a bit awkward, but he wasn’t really all that nervous.  

4.  Another thing about fics:  They always portray him as anxious.  But this is the guy who said “My philosophy is that worrying means you suffer twice.” I’m not sure if this precludes him from being a cinnamon roll, but I thought it was worth pointing out.

5.  He’s quite good at magic.  Consider the whole world he created in his suitcase using Undetectable Extension Charms and as well as many other spells, I’m sure.  Also, Apparition isn’t simple; it requires both concentration and clear visualization of the destination.  Newt Apparated along the rooftops in pursuit of the Obscurus, and then again several times in the Subway station to get away from it while battling Grindelwald and trying to calm Credence down.  I know Apparition isn’t as hard when the destination is very close by, but still, if that’s not impressive, I don’t know what is.

6.  Do you remember that time he threw the Swooping Evil in Jacob’s face because it was funny??  Yeah.  Not so cinnamon-roll-y.  (Thanks to @misshufflpuff for reminding me of this!)

7.  He is sexy.  Oh my goodness.  Everyone talks about how cute and sweet he is but let’s be real, this man is also INCREDIBLY physically attractive.  Why don’t we talk about that more?  (If it’s because we don’t want to objectify Eddie, that’s an acceptable answer.  Still and all.)

8.  “I will protect him!”  Oh no, honey.  Newt Scamander will protect you.  (Unless you’re Tina and an Auror, in which case you’ll protect each other.)

anonymous asked:

Could you do a scenario of Genji or McCree flirting with Mercy's medical assistant/apprentice while they are getting treated for minor injuries post mission?

Masterpost

The familiar smell of antiseptic of the medical room greeted you as you entered, carefully carrying the latest box of supplies which was sent over for Dr. Zeigler. However, unlike the usual quiet hum of the machinery that would usually greet you when you took your shift, it was a loud argument that welcomed you to the room. Noticing a few drop of blood on the pure white floor, you quickly checked your watch. Of course. A group of agents must of just returned from another mission. Setting down the box on the supply cupboard, you quickly tugged on your white lab coat, hurrying over the where you could hear Angela’s voice arguing with a male one. 

“I will sedate you if you keep arguing with me! Even though it is a minor wound, it could get infected and I will not have you out of action just because of it!” The doctor scolded. 

“That’s why I came to get a band-aid from you!” The voice protested. 

Angela made a sound of pure exasperation before appearing in your line of sight, rubbing the bridge of her nose. She started slightly at the sight of you before sighing in relief. 

“Oh thank goodness. Please deal with him, I’ve known him too long to put up with anymore of his shenanigans.” Angela whispered to you, placing a chilled hand on your shoulder before looking back over her shoulder, saying in a louder tone: “ My apprentice will be taking care of that wound for you. And then, only then, may you leave.” 

“Hm? The cute one? Why didn’t you just say so, I’d have come sooner!” 

Angela sighed before giving you an apologetic look and walking over to the supplies you brought in, starting to pack them safely away. You took a breath and walked over, behind the privacy curtain, to the patient’s bed where the man was sitting, waiting. 

Jesse McCree

The cowboy reclined comfortably on the bed, the sleeve of his still intact human arm rolled all the way up to his shoulder, showing a large, deep, bloodied gash from the elbow to the top of his arm. Dirt still clung to his darkened clothing and his serape, which he folded neatly on the chair next to the bed. He had taken his shoes off, as to not stain the bed sheets with blood and filth, as to not annoy Angela further. Smart man. 

He was whistling softly as you shut the curtains and turned to him, giving him a small lukewarm smile. 

“Howdy.” Jesse gave you a wolfish grin, tilting his head slightly like an overgrown wolf cub. 

You hummed a greeting, opening up the bedside drawer and took out bandages, a pair of scissors, antiseptic spray, cleaning cloth and a single band-aid. Jesse chuckled softly at the sight, sitting up so you could attend to him better. 

“You do know I was kidding about the band-aid, right sugar?” McCree asked, eyes watching you bemusedly. 

“Yes, but all kids like having a plaster on their owies, don’t they?” You retorted, using the cleaning cloth to lightly clean up the excess blood around the wound. 

Jesse snorted loudly, obviously amused. 

“So, you think I’m like a big kid.” 

“Evidently.” 

“Well, I ain’t bashful to tell ya, the things you’re making me think of ain’t kid-friendly at all.” Jesse purred playfully. 

You nearly dropped the bloodied cloth as you threw it in the dustbin, a slight colored tinge coming to your cheeks. You cleared your throat, picking up the antiseptic spray and, without warning, spraying it on the wound, making McCree jump. 

“Shit!” He growled. “That stings!” 

You smirked idly, starting to wrap the wound in bandages, feeling his narrowed gaze on you as you worked. He leaned forwards slightly, humming in your ear, hoping to distract you with his short distance from you. You momentarily lost concentration, opting to hurriedly redo the bandage, as McCree chuckled. You shot him a glare and tightened it abruptly, making the cowboy jump again. 

“Damn, doll, you’re sadistic to your patients. Are you like this all the time?” Jesse huffed, casually sliding his leg in between yours. 

“I learned from the best.” You shrugged, the thought of Angela approving of your harsh treatment of Jesse making you grin. 

“Well, your bedside manner is shit, but if you’re this mean in bed, I’d forgive it.” Jesse murmured, low so Angela wouldn’t hear. 

You accidentally cut your finger as you snipped off the end of the bandage which stuck out, startled from Jesse’s remark. You hissed a soft swear as you placed the scissors down, but was quickly silenced by McCree taking your hand and casually licking the cut, making you start. 

“Shit! That stings!” You pulled your hand away. 

Jesse smirked lazily, pleased with the quick karma. You huffed, picking up the band-aid and sticking it to his uselessly to the bandage around his arm. 

“There. Do you want a lollipop as well?” You hummed, going to the sink and running the cut under cold water. 

“Nah, but, uh, do you have any rubbers around here?” Jesse asked, sliding off the bed. 

For some reason there was a sinking feeling in your stomach. Shaking off the feeling, you strode over to the supply bench and pulled out a condom for him, giving him an unimpressed look. 

“Doll, what makes you think I’ll only be needing the one?” McCree chuckled, pulling his shoes on. 

You turned around, sighing and picked up two more, showing him the 3 little packets, Jesse nodding his approval. Standing up he took the edges of the condoms between his teeth, wrapping his serape around his shoulders, before pocketing them. 

“I’ll be back later, sweetheart!” Jesse called over his shoulder. 

“Don’t tell me you’ll be needing more.” You answered flatly. 

“Nah, I’m hoping on actually using them when I visit next time.” McCree grinned his wolfish smirk at your flushed cheeks as he shut the door behind him. 

You could hear his cheerful whistling all the way down the hall. 

Genji Shimada 

The cyborg was sitting boyishly on the bed, cross legged, resting his chin on the palm of his hand, a bored air about him. He straightened up slightly at your arrival, his vents exhaling a small amount of steam. You glanced at his body, trying to find the wound which Angela had lectured him about. 

“So, where’s this injury that can’t be helped with a band-aid?” You asked, watching the cyborg. 

Genji hummed, suddenly propping his leg up on the headboard of the bed, looking as if he was stretching for a ballet class.  There, underneath the damaged plating, was a large gash along his inner thigh. 

“Did you and Reaper try to get freaky and he forgot he still had his gloves on or something?” You asked, bemused before leaning in, examining the tear closely. 

“Ah no, it was Hana’s Ult gone wrong.” Genji laughed, amused at the thought.

You pushed your hair out of the way, trying the see where the most damage had  been caused, leaning in closer and squinting. Genji tilted his head, watching you get pretty close to his crotch. He chuckled to himself and, straining to hear if Angela was coming back, he pushed your hair out of your way, keeping his fingers tangled in it. 

You hummed a thanks. 

“Genji, you’ll need to g- What are you two doing?!” Angela pulled the curtain back, starting at the sight of you two, Genji holding your hair, your face practically buried in his lap. 

You jumped and looked up, puzzled, at Angela. Genji muffled his boyish chuckling, vents exhaling steam once more in glee. 

“I thought…” Angela’s cheeks gained a small amount of color, realizing she had leapt to conclusion. 

“Yes, doctor?” Genji purred happily, resting his hand on your lower back. “What did you think was happening? Must of been something that looked like it breached doctor-patient rules.” 

“N-Nevermind that!” Angela snapped. “I was just going to say that after the wound has been patched up, you should go along to Torbjorn to get the armour plating patched up!” 

Angela quickly disappeared with a huff. You glanced down at Genji quizzically to which he only giggled in response. 

“You’re cute when out of your element.” Genji remarked, leaning back on his forearms. 

Your cheeks colored momentarily, quickly grabs forceps, cleaning cloth, antiseptic and other medical instruments out of the bedside drawer. You pushed his inner thigh so you could better see the damage and got to work, cleaning the wound. You were being incredibly careful, as to not irritate the old scars the you brushed over, but still, Genji would grip the sheets a few times, huffing softly. You were just dabbing ointment along where skin met metal when your hand briefly slipped and accidentally pressed against the sensitive wounds. Genji gave a yelp of pain and you quickly pulled back. 

“Sorry.” You muttered. 

“You might as well kiss it better.” Genji hummed softly, tilting his head. 

“What? No!” 

“You should.” Genji’s gaze never broke away from your face. “That did hurt quite a lot.” 

“It’s unhygienic.” You said, flatly. 

“Well, kiss somewhere else then.” Genji suggested, a sultry tone entering his voice. 

“Y-You’re done here. Go to Torbjorn.” You quickly changed the path of the conversation, throwing away used cloths and washing the forceps you used to help clean the wound. 

Genji gingerly stood up, stretching his back so it clicked. You strode out, placing the now washed forceps back into the supply cupboard. You didn’t hear Genji come up behind you, until you felt his chin rest on your shoulder. 

“We’ll talk later about where you can place that kiss, hm?” Genji murmured. “I’m looking forward to it~” 

I don't think people understand how hard it is to keep up with loki
  • Loki: I'm alive
  • Loki: nvm I'm dead
  • Loki: jk. Still here.
  • Loki: I'm good guy now though.
  • Loki: lmao jk. Why would I be good?
  • Loki: oh ur so cute. I'm cuter.
  • Loki: I'm dead again.
  • Loki: wait nope never mind still here, But I kinda got arrested.
  • Loki: oh my brother Thor I love you!
  • Loki: lol. You fell for that again I'm so smart.
  • Loki: my plan is going to go perfect nothing can go wrong.
  • Loki: shit. It went wrong.
  • Loki: okay now I want to take over your world
  • Loki: no never mind. Now I want to take over my world.
  • Loki: dang it I didn't think this all the way through.
  • Loki: or did I.
  • Loki: okay I'm kinda dead.
  • Loki: nope lol I was just pretending to be my dad this whole time.
  • Loki: now I'm dead.
Jughead x Reader | Texts

Originally posted by evenstoast

This has been requested by this lovely anon: 

I absolutely adore this imagine!

/ GENDER NEUTRAL FRIENDLY /

Plot: You and Jughead are texting, they live next to each other but can LITERALLY just go to the others house, but it’s late at night and the two of you are bored. Just a short lil fluff I guess

based on show

Warnings: None

“Ugh I can’t believe it finishes like that!” You shouted to yourself. You just finished an amazing movie which had the worst ending in the entire world of movies. You grabbed your remote and switched the TV off. You sighed and scrolled around on Netflix looking for something better to watch. You put on an old episode of your favourite show and sat chilling for a while. Just eating Cheez-Its and trying to stay awake. You were determined to have a good Thursday night.

You got up from your bed to grab your laptop from your desk which faced your window. You looked outside and up at the moon. A full moon, it spooked you out a little as you thought about Jason Blossom death and how his killer is still out there. You shivered and looked up at your neighbour’s window Jughead Jones, the ‘boy next door’. Well… More like ‘the weird spooky boy next door’. You’d known him since grade school and have been friends with him ever since you defended him against a bully.

What you didn’t ever mention is that you liked him a whole lot. He was always there after a breakup, you confide every emotion in him and basically share everything. A lot of your stuff is at his and a lot of his is at yours.

Oh god you’re wearing one of his shirts right now…

Your parents would constantly ask ‘when are you two settling down?’ or ‘shall I send out a Save The Date?’ obviously they were mostly jokes but sometimes you found yourself imagining living with Jughead and waking up next to him in the morning and-

But they were silly daydreams, you knew he had an interest in someone else. Betty Cooper, the actual ‘girl next door’ she was so lovely to everyone and especially you, you were close. Her and Jughead worked on The Blue and Gold. You could sense there was something going on in his head. But you wished it was you. You grabbed your phone from your bed and sent a text to Jughead.

You: You up?

The ‘seen’ message came up almost instantly, he was probably bored too.

Jughead: Yup… Stuck on homework… You?

You smiled and typed away.

You: Bad movie… Hey I can see you!

You walked up to your window and saw Jughead walking round his room looking down at his phone. He looked up, pissed off

Jughead: Creep

You: Pervert

You laughed and kept your eyes on him and saw him texting.

Jughead: I’m a pervert? Wouldn’t a pervert rather see someone undressed?

You smirked and noticed Jughead looking up at you. You mimicked taking your shirt off but stopped before Jughead shielded his eyes.

Jughead: That came out wrong, and you’re immature

You: You’re annoying

Jughead: Why don’t you just come over instead of awkwardly standing in front of your window?

You: Cause it’s almost midnight, I have a curfew. Plus I need my beauty sleep for the Pep rally tomorrow

You almost forgot you made it on the cheer squad. You tried out with Betty and Veronica, the three of you got in. You looked over at your very cute uniform and smiled.

Jughead: Oh yeah… I didn’t think cheerleading was your thing

You: It became my thing once I found out I looked so good in uniform!!

You noticed Jughead smiling and you put your hand up before ducking away from the window. You quickly changed into your cheerleading uniform and walked back up to the window. Jughead chuckled and looked down.

Jughead: Give us a twirl Y/N

As he said, you did a little spin and a few poses. He watched you, a little mesmerised and smiled a whole lot more. He leaned on the window frame.

You: Like what you see Juggy? ;)

You smirked at the text and put your hand on your hips.

Jughead: You’re so annoying.

Jughead: Yeah you look okay

Jughead: I guess

You blushed, he rubbed the back of his neck. You couldn’t see but he was blushing too.

You: You look good too

Jughead: I said okay…

You: Yeah but I knew you meant The Most Amazing Person On This Planet.

You saw Jughead chuckle.

You: I’ll be mad if that’s not my new contact name.

Jughead: Go to sleep!

You: Make me ;)

Jughead sighed and you shut your curtains to change into your pyjamas.

Jughead: Where did you go?

You: I’m changing, wanna see?

Jughead: Not this again…

You opened your curtains, to reveal you just in your pyjamas. And Jughead shook his head smiling. You also opened your window. Jughead did the same.

Goodnight Jughead.” You said

“Goodnight Y/N.” He said. You closed your window and walked over to your bed. You got under your duvet and shut your eyes. Until you heard another phone notification. You picked up your phone and read the text.

Jughead: You’re really pretty

Jughead: I’m sorry for that

Jughead: Do you wanna get a burger and milkshake tomorrow?

You blushed furiously and smiled.

You: I would love to Jug <3

You smiled to yourself adding a cute heart emoji at the end. You put your phone away and went to bed.

Jughead was in his room smiling down at his phone. Blushing furiously.

(Hope you liked it!!)

empressarisu  asked:

Do you know that post about an uber driver surprising passengers with puppies inside their cab? Because I dreamed about it last night but with victuuri. Like, driver!victor with makkachin and his pups at the backseat, then passenger!yuuri enters and victor just stares at him bc wow what an angel??? 'pls marry me we'll travel the world and raise these puppies together???' Lmao it's just so cute too bad i woke up right after that it's such a nice dream ;//

On Victor Nikiforov’s Uber profile it says: prefers passengers with pets.

Yuuri doesn’t have a pet with him, but he does need a ride, so he figures ‘prefer’ is going to have to be the operative word in this situation. Phichit hadn’t been able to give him a ride, something had come up, so he’s leaning against the brick wall outside of a diner. There are waves of rain beating down on the sidewalk in front of him and a tiny, maroon awning is his only savior.

When he sees a white convertible pull up, he squints, wondering if this could possibly be his driver. Deciding to take the risk, he hurries into the rain and peers into the window. There’s a man inside, too blurry to make out, but he’s waving to him, so Yuuri opens the back door.

And…

(No, this can’t be the right car.)

“Come in, you’re going to get soaked!” the man calls, and there’s a playfulness to his voice, an invitation.

“You have dogs,” Yuuri blurts, as though the man doesn’t know that there are currently five brown poodles habituating the back of his fancy convertible.

The man–Victor, Yuuri reminds himself–nods. “That one is Makkachin, he’s the oldest. And that one is Spot–do you see the spot on his back?–and that one is Bella, she’s the troublemaker, and then that’s Charlie…”

“Right, okay,” Yuuri blurts, and he gets into the car, shutting the door behind him. A dog lays down on his lap. He can’t buckle his seatbelt.

“Where are you heading?”

Yuuri swallows. “Um, doesn’t it say in your, uh, thing?”

Victor looks at his GPS. He’s definitely attractive, Yuuri notes. “Yes, I suppose it does. Just trying to make conversation.”

“Oh, right, sorry. Um, I can’t get my seatbelt on.”

“Oh, Makka!” Victor scolds, looking over his shoulder. “You can just push him off, it’s fine. Just be gentle, please.”

Yuuri tries to push the dog off, but he whines and keeps his head on Yuuri’s thigh. He doesn’t have the heart to try again, so he just prays that Victor is a good driver. “So why, um, why the dogs?”

“Why not?”

(Fair enough.)

Victor turns a corner and Yuuri holds onto Makkachin, trying to keep him from slipping. “Aren’t they cute?” Victor asks, sounding hopeful.

“Yeah, they are,” he admits, patting Makkachin’s head. “Are they all poodles?”

“Yes!”

“I used to have a poodle.”

Victor frowns, looking at him through the rearview mirror. “They’re very loyal dogs. They like riding around, meeting passengers. I’ve never seen Makkachin take as much of a liking to one as he has to you, though.”

He blushes and ducks his head. “Really?”

“Really. In fact, it’d be a shame if he were to never see you again after this ride, so maybe you should give me your phone number. So that you can visit. For the dog’s happiness.”

(Well, that escalated quickly.)

He tries to figure out whether or not Victor is asking him out.

But, it’s for the dog’s happiness, after all.

“S-Sure. I mean, I do need rides sometimes….”

“You’ll be my priority customer,” Victor promises. “Now hold on.”

“Haha oka–what?”

They swing around a tight corner, Yuuri is thrown against the door. The dogs don’t look at all disturbed, they maintain their places and pant happily at the man in the front seat. “Sorry about that!”

He clutches his heart. “Yeah… Yeah, no problem.”

“Wow, you’re even cuter when you’re flustered,” Victor muses, watching the rearview mirror again.

Yuuri, on the other hand, watches the road. “Look out!”

He glances down at the road, swings their car to the right. “Don’t worry, it’s fine.”

“D-Definitely fine,” Yuuri repeats, unsure.

Then, they’re at his stop. “See you soon?”

(For the dog, Yuuri thinks.)

(For the dog, and for that man’s stunningly gorgeous eyes.)

“Sure. See you soon.”

Makeup Voiceover;Mark

Request: could you please do a mark scenario where his girlfriend is a beauty youtuber and they do the “boyfriend does my voiceover” challenge?

  • okay before i start i want to apologise in advance because i don’t use make up at all so i’m not familiar with the termologies or brands skmdnd
  • and im just really bad with anything that’s got to do with make up so!!
  • and this was shorter than expected :-(
  • without further a do,
  • let’s start

  • so you had always wanted him to do it

  • and all your subscribers know how cute you both are and they’ve been requesting non stop
  • but shy mark was so afraid and scared he couldn’t do it until you agreed to spend the whole day cuddling with him
  • and he agreed almost immediately
  • “if i knew you’d agree that quickly, i should’ve said that earlier”
  • “hehe don’t break your promise!!”
  • so you lock him out of your room so you can film your makeup tutorial video
  • and you decided to just go for a simple and casual look
  • and outside you can hear mark calling haechan
  • on speaker
  • “why am i nervous for this”
  • “it’s only a voiceover?? it’s not like you’re showing your face”
  • “yeah i know, but my heart’s beating so quickly im-”
  • “shut up and just do it, you can rap in front of so many people but you can’t do a single voiceover? surely absolutely fully capable!”
  • “i called you to give me encouragement but i guess you’re right”
  • and thanks to your professional and talented™ skills,
  • you finish in 15 minutes
  • and after checking the clip one last time,
  • you call mark in to sit beside you,
  • a mic in front if him
  • “just say whatever that appears on the screen, i showed it to you bright and clear!!”
  • you see him nervously smiling and giggling,
  • before clearing his throat and pressing the record button
  • “uhm… hi everyone, it’s mark, y/n’s boyfriend and as you can tell i’ll be doing her makeup voiceover for today, i heard you guys have been requesting this for quite some time now, so here it is”
  • and you smile brightly at him, giving him a small thumbs up to nudge him to continue
  • “as you can tell she’s barefaced right now- still as beautiful as ever and i can never ever see a difference- but oh my goodness what is with that pout, how cute”
  • “she’s holding up a small little stick right now, oh wait- it’s the nyx foundation stick”
  • “ahh, apply it in small streaks around your face and make sure to find the correct shade for yout skin tone!”
  • “spread it out evenly, you don’t want any patches”
  • “she looks so beautiful-”
  • whispers mark, focus”
  • “haha oh- next you want to take this eyebrow pencil”
  • “i can’t see the brand and words it’s too small”
  • “i’m serious oh my god, stop giggling at me”
  • “it’s okay- anyways, you want to start shading your eyebrows”
  • “make sure they’re symmetrical”
  • “how did she do it in one go, that’s my talented girlfriend right here”
  • “oh no her smile is so cute”
  • “mark stop it i’m blushing like mad right now- okay guys i’m sorry if you hear small conversations like these, he’s just sitting beside me recording right now”
  • “i can’t help it”
  • “you want to do your eyes next”
  • “she’s using the naked2 eyeshadow palette- i’ve seen this somewhere before- and she’s going to use the lightest shade of brown”
  • “oh it’s shiny”
  • “apply it gently on your eyelids”
  • “she did it again guys, in one try, that’s my girl”
  • “oh she’s moving on to the blush already?”
  • and he whispers to you
  • “you’re not applying highlight?”
  • “i was too lazy, but anyways continue babe”
  • “you still look good anyways”
  • “why is she giggling to herself”
  • “huh- wait isn’t that my voice”
    • the background plays his conversation with hyuck *
  • “i didn’t know i was that loud- oh my god”
  • “she can’t stop laughing, look at her face HAHAHA”
  • “im so embarrassed but she looks so cute giggling to herself wow”
  • “on a side note, haechan if you’re seeing this we both got exposed”
  • “okay she’s calmed down now”
  • “she’s using a very light shade of pink, just perfect for her natural rosy cheeks”
  • “her side view is wow…”
  • “she’s smiling again aw how cute”
  • “her cheeks are all pink now”
  • “i want to pinch those cheeks so badly haha”
  • “ow omg don’t do that”
  • “guys he literally just pinched my cheeks”
  • “hehe”
  • “on to the lipstick-”
  • “OH SHE’S USING THE ONE I GOT HER”
  • “aw babe”
  • “story time: i actually got this for her last week because she was having bad day and i thought this might make her feel better”
  • “yes thank you so much mark, i love it and i love you”
  • “i love you too”
  • “it’s actually the moonshot lipstick”
  • “ahh.. it’s the peach and cream shade!! i remembered it hehe”
  • “i thought that she’d look gorgeous in it so i decided to get that shade”
  • “look at the way she pouts her lips again- how adorable”
  • “oh my goodness, i just realised she actually did all of that without using any mirrors, how wonderful can she be???”
  • you’re blushing like mad again at this point of time
  • and you see him frown and pout a little
  • “it’s come to an end already?? that’s fast”
  • “anyways look at my princess posing for the camera- you look great”
  • “look!! at!! her!! smile!!”
  • and he starts giggling
  • “anyways i hope all of you enjoyed watching this!”
  • “thank you for subscribing and supporting my baby and watching all her videos”
  • “continue doing that and give her all the love she deserves!!”
  • “it’s been mark here, hope to see you again hehe”
  • and he giggles again
  • he lets out a breath of relief and you give him the warmest hug ever
  • his words never fail to make you feel better about yourself
  • and he gives you a small peck on your lips,
  • “can i do that again someday? i actually liked that hehe”
  • “of course mark, anytime”
  • “and you did great, like always”
Tuesday Recommendations

The fics listed below can be old or fairly new, so this has no timeline. Neither an order of preference. It’s just a bunch of stories I loved and I’d like to share with you.


Steve Rogers

  • Hold on For Me by @poorcap - It broke my heart and then fixed it, but it was so damn good, guys.
  • Shape of You by @gruzovoy-vagon - I literally felt tingles in my lady parts, it’s like Steve was really there. Hot, hot, hot! Please, listen to the song for maximum effect!
  • Hands on The Wheel by @angryschnauzer - Dammit, this one was so good because I’d literally act like that next to this man… and then do the exact same thing. Probably why I love it so much and the ending is hilarious! Please, read this one.
  • Steve’s Little Insecurity by @mllx-anazra - Dying of cuteness and fluff, this is so beatufiul! My Stevie I love so much.
  • Photograph by @callingmrsbarnes - Fluffy smut, honeymoon and Steve Rogers, why would you want more?
  • Captain by @callingmrsbarnes - Oh, my God. Dom!Steve, I’m all for that, but this one is amazing, perfect even. Everything. Everything about it is pure sin. Literally had to take a cold shower. The writing is perfect.

Chris Evans

  • Nightly Routine by @theycallmebecca - Short and pretty light in the smut, yet really nice and hot.
  • Manners by @poorcap - Words cannot explain how much I love Aly’s writing and this blog is one of my favorites out there. Please, check out her Masterlist and enjoy!
  • I Knew A Woman by @the-violent-peach - Wow. Bow down. So beautifully written, it’s gold… it’s gorgeous. This is pure art. I really, really want you to read this one!
  • Picture This by @ariallane - Aaaah, what girl never thought about being a photographer and work with the hottest sweethearts in the planet. Like seriously. Read this, it’s so cool and another major turn on in this fic… DA FAMOUS RED BELT! Also, go read the Snowed In mini series, worth it!
  • Satisfied by @rookbcdhi - Discovered it on AO3 and finally found it on Tumblr after four months! Read and you’ll probably understand why I didn’t give up.
Speak my love for you

Ok so @whalechief, I’m your secret valentine. I did shklance for you, so I hope you enjoy. Oh quick thing, ‘hai dozo’, basically mean ‘here you go’ in Japanese. The italicized word in normal quotation marks are being spoken in Japanese but while I have studied it, I’m not really fluent in Japanese except for the basics. So again, happy Valentine’s Day and I hope you enjoy.

Lance blinked sleepily at the semi crowded room. He was tired, college classes were getting to him.

“You doing ok?” he looked over to where Hunk was cleaning the expresso machine.

Lance nodded, “I’m just tired from all the work I have to do. I still need to get my astronomy and Japanese class grades up.”

“Are you still eavesdropping on the really good looking couple?”

“The one with the both equally strong looking guys who look good enough to eat? The same ones I’m really hoping I heard were poly, yes Hunk, yes I am.” The couple on his mind were good looking and from the very interaction, quiet nice. They were going out, if the kiss the shorter one gave his boyfriend the first time they came into the shop was anything to go by, but when they sat together, they’d speak Japanese to each other. Lance, learning Japanese, would eavesdrop on their conversations just to test his listening skills. He had been sure they had been talking about another guy they had tried dating. Either that or his wishes were messing up with his hearing, which would be bad. But honestly, he really wanted a chance with them, if he could ever ask them out.

“They’re gonna catch you one day.” Hunk warned.

“I’ll deal with that then.” Lance let out a yawn behind his hand, rubbing his eyes. He was really tired, and his brain did feel kinda frazzled.

He didn’t notice that the two guys he had been hoping to see walk into the shop but he did notice the very angry customer stomp over, slamming his half-filled cup on the counter, making him jolt.

“You!”

“Um, yes?”

“I had asked for a soy decafe latte.”

“Um, ok?” Lance was pretty sure that’s what the guy had in front of him, not to mention that it was half drunk. “Uh, sir. This is a soy decafe and it’s half drunken.”

“Are you calling me a liar? I have superior taste buds and this is not what I ordered.”

Where the hell was Hunk? When did he disappear? And did the guy have to yell? Lance was sure that he had called out the correct order when the guy came to pick it up. He never corrected him. He couldn’t deal with this guy coming up and yelling at him with no support.

“Hey asshole! Instead of lying, why not just leave cause you’re causing an unnecessary scene.”

That when he noticed them, the two guys he had been crushing on. The smaller one had his long hair tied into a ponytail, his purple eyes glaring at rude man in front of him. His boyfriend looked just as annoyed, but not as angrily powerful. He was sure that was not an easy feet to achieve.

“Excuse me?”

“They tell you you’re drink when your name is called. That cup is half empty and there are stains on the cup from drinking. You can’t honestly think you can get a free drink out of this. That order is correct and now you’re bothering the workers for no reason. So get lost or I’ll be more than willing to do it for you.”

The man looked like he was ready to argue more but taller boyfriend stepped forward. The guy was tall and really muscular. Lance was sure that the scar on his nose made him seem more terrifying, though Lance just thought it added to his hotness. Sure enough, the man took his cup and stormed out. Lance finally felt like he could breathe.

“Hey, are you ok?” he looked up to see the taller man. His mind finally put a name to the face, Shiro. He had gotten his name from him whenever writing down names, he was surprised he forgot. Maybe his mind was a bit more frazzled than he thought.

“Uh, yeah. Um, thank you.”

“You looked overwhelmed. I’m glad we were able to help a bit.” Shiro said. His boyfriend, Keith –what was with his head supplying the names so late? – didn’t look as mad before, but still looked slightly annoyed.

“I really hate it when assholes think they can just get away with stuff like that.” Keith said.

“Are you sure you’re ok?” Shiro asked

Lance nodded, “I’m fine. Thanks.”

Hunk came out from the kitchen, “I heard yelling. What happened?”

“Just a rude customer. I got it, don’t worry.” Lance said, calming Hunk down before he turned back to the other two. “What can I get for you? On the house for helping me.”

“Oh, that’s really not necessary.” Shiro said

“Please, it’s the least I can do. Plus I barely use the free employee discount I’m given anyway.”

“Are you sure?” at Lance nod, Shiro continued, “Ok, but I’m still getting my regular. Passion fruit frappe, for Shiro.”

“Peppermint latte for Keith.”

“Ok, passion fruit frappe for Shiro and peppermint latte for Keith. Alright, I’ll bring it over when it’s done.” The two went to their regular table, while Hunk pulled Lance away a bit.

“I was gone for two minutes to help Coran, what happened? Was it that weird guy with the shifty eyes?”

“Basically this customer was being really rude and yelling and my mind was already frazzled so I kinda almost broke down if they hadn’t come and saved me.” Lance explained

“And of course you offered free coffee. Please tell me you’ll try and ask them out. Trust me, normal people would jump for free stuff. They didn’t until you insisted.”

Lance looked over his shoulder to where the table was. He saw Keith glance at him before continuing to talk to Shiro. “We’ll see. Can you help me with the drinks?” the machinery was a bit closer to their table, so Lance was able to hear the tones of Japanese come to his ears. Lance knew it seemed rude after they helped but him, but he slipped back into the habit of eavesdropping.

“You can get really protective can’t you?”

“He looked like he was about to cry. I didn’t want to see that on him. He always has a smile. One that makes his eyes shine.”

Wait, where they talking about him?

“They do shine don’t they? It looks like the ocean. He’s pretty cute, which is why we should you know…”

Tell him he wasn’t hearing things? Were they talking about him? And saying he was cute?

“Hunk,” he whispered, “I think they’re talking about me. They mentioned Keith saving me and my ‘shiny blue eyes’. I think they called me cute.”

“Why do you look so surprised?” Hunk asked as he started pouring Shiro’s finished drink into the cup. “You always call yourself cute and so do I.”

“There’s a difference between the two hottest guys I’ve been crushing on since I met them and my best bro, who I love deeply.”

“Glad I feel special.” Hunk joked, spraying whip cream on.

“Are we going to ask him out?” Shiro asked

Keith let out a sigh and it took everything not to turn around to see his face. “I do, I really do, but I’d rather wait until before we’re about to leave in case he’s not into us.”

“I’m sure that our favourite barista is.”

“Ok. Now I’m pretty sure it’s me they’re talking about.” So they were interested in him. Lance couldn’t help the giddy smile on his face.

“Wait, really? You didn’t mix words up?”

“I really hope not. Actually, I have an idea. Are you done with Shiro’s?”

“Yeah. But what are you planning?” Hunk asked, handing the cup over.

“Trust me, if I tell you, I might talk myself out of it, or you’ll try and I might let you.” Lance carried the two drinks over to the table. The two stopped talking when Lance approached.

Hai, dozo.” Lance said in Japanese, as he set the cups down. The two started responding in Japanese but stopped before looking right at him. “Just so you know, I’ve been studying Japanese for the past two years. I do feel bad for eavesdropping but I’m not upset about what I heard.”

The two stared at him before Keith hid his face in his hands, “of course you understood us. Why not add to my embarrassment?”

“If it makes you feel better, I had my fingers crossed that you were actually talking about me or this conversation would be really weird. But just so you don’t have to wait, I am interest in going out with you two. If that’s what you were getting at?”

“Yes, actually. We’ve wanted to ask you for a while, but we’ve actually gotten a bit shy. After seeing you today, we decided we were going to ask today, but it seems that you beat us to it.” Shiro explained, his face actually looking a bit red. Keith was still hiding his face. The guy might be willing to yell at strangers, but it was cute to see him so flustered. “So, where did you learn, if you don’t mind my asking?”

“Oh, I’m minoring in Japanese at Voltron University.”

“Wait, you go to Voltron? How come we’ve never seen you?” Keith asked, immerging from his palms.

“Well I major in childhood education, so that might be why.”

“Let’s not forget we live off campus Keith. You barely want to be on campus as much as it is. In fact, did you want to come to our house for dinner of Friday? I think it’ll be a good excuse to avoid everyone and still be together, since it’s Valentine’s Day. I’m even willing to pull out Japanese recipes.”

“You can cook whatever you want. I’ll just bring a ton of chocolate.”

Keith swiped the sharpie attached to Lance apron and wrote a number down on a napkin before handing both items to Lance. “That’s my number. Text tonight so we can fill out the details?”

The same giddy smile made it back to Lance’s face as he took the items from Keith. “Sure. I’ll leave you to it.” He gave them both a smile before heading back behind the counter. Hunk was giving him a knowing look.

“Well that went really well.”

“I did not want to embarrass myself like that.” He heard Keith moan.

“He said yes, so let’s be thankful for that.”

Lance looked back at Hunk, “really well. Hey, do you think you can help me make a shit ton of chocolate before Valentine’s? I’ve got a lot of unhad dates to make up for.”

Sickfic sentence starters that are not sweet or cute

“What’s your deal today? Why are you so crabby?”

“Of course you got your ass kicked; what did you expect?”

“Stop being a baby; it’s just a cold.”

“You’re overreacting. It doesn’t look that bad.”

“You’ve been lazy all day; it’s time to get up.”

“You missed my fucking presentation. You promised you’d be there and you missed it. What the hell was so important that you couldn’t be there for me?”

“I’m not falling for that one.”

“Oh, fuck, I’m–I’m not good with blood. I can’t help you.”

“Find someone else to help you–I’m done.”

You’re an asshole when you’re sick.”

“I don’t want your help. Fuck off.”

“Don’t touch me. I don’t want you to touch me right now.”

Dating Chanyeol would include

Originally posted by yeolhighness

Park Chanyeol
- So Chanyeol okay let’s go
- Your tall beanstalk
- This noodle
- You love him so much
- First off, he is just really sweet
- He’s the happy virus so you best believe if you’re down, he’s going to fix it
- Turn that frown upside down you feel
- I can honestly see Chanyeol taking you somewhere fun just to cheer you up
- “Do you want to go to the animal shelter and look at dogs?”
- “…. Yes please”
- Seeing him with animals is enough to make your heart explode
- Plus cute animals!!!
- Gosh he makes you melt
- Anything could be a date with him
- He just wants you to have fun
- Picking a flower for you
- “Look!!!! it’s a flower!!! it’s pretty!!!! like u!!!”
- Him playing guitar for you and singing
- He’ll probably write you songs he’s just that kinda guy
- Imagine him playing at a cafe and just watching you the entire time
- His precious smile
- So all this sweet stuff right
- But also teasing the heck out of each other
- “Yeah okay ferret boy”
- “hhhhHHHH L O O K HERE Y/N”
- and
- “Can you even fit in the house”
- “Well at least I can reach the top shelf, there goes your favorite coffee mug unti lyou learn to be nice”
- “wait no Chanyeol I’m sorry hun we can work this out wAIT”
- It’s too late your coffee mug is so far out of your reach
- Baekhyun and Chen are your best friends as well
- You’re an addition to the Beagle Line probably
- You and Chanyeol roast the boys together
- Annoying Kyungsoo to no end
- Running from Kyungsoo together
- If anyone messes with you, he’ll gently nudge you behind him to protect you
- He’s not good at dancing and sometimes he gets frustrated because he can’t figure out the choreography
- So you comfort him and you’re like !!!! you’ll get it!!!!
- Oh my gosh dating Chanyeol in the winter time
- His turtlenecks
- (I’m squealing he’s so cute in sweaters)
- He’s probably a cuddler
- He’ll hold you like a teddy bear
- Waking up next to him in the morning
- His bedhead is just too cute
- He makes you smile as soon as you see him in the morning
- Like you open your eyes
- Boom smile
- And he’s smiling too
- He just thinks you’re so cute
- “Why are you so cute Y/N how do you do this”
- “Stop that you’re too cute”
- “Aish so cU  T E ”
- Legit you could be some hardcore punk and he’s just “hmmmmm so cute”
- Random pecks on the cheek
- But then he gets smiley and blushy
- Late night trips to the playground to swing next to each other
- Or he’ll push you on the swings and catch you from time to time just to hold you for a lil
- Piggy back rides
- Back hugs while walking, the kind where he’s attached to you and you kinda waddle because it’s weird but warm and comforting
- The ones where you jump to get on his back and still don’t make it all the way so he has to do the lil hop to get you in the right place
- Watching EXO Next Door together
- Encouraging his acting skills
- I feel like Chanyeol smells like coffee and soap
- He’s just such a warm person
-Inside and out
- Anyone who dates Park Chanyeol will be in very good hands honestly
- He’ll care for his significant other so much

Sit Still--Imagine #20

Anonymous said: Crush sits cross legged on floor while the reader draws him and he has to stay still and it’s all cute and stuf!

A/N: Again, I apologize for all these imagines being written so late. I hope the people that requested awhile ago see theirs! Thank you all for requesting! Right now my ask box is closed and I’m not taking anymore requests until I get the old requests written. This is just one of many on the way. Keep dreaming!~Logan <3


Sighing again, I erased the same line I’d drawn at least 300 times now. 

“C/n!” I almost shouted, exasperated. 

“What?!” C/n asked, startled by my outburst since it’d been quiet in my room for awhile now. 

“Can you please sit still? I’ve been trying to draw your jaw and ear for the past, like, 30 minutes and every time I think I’ve got it down or am close to getting it down, you squirm and I have to start all over again!”

“Sorry, y/n! It’s just hard to sit in this position for so looonnggg,” he said, dragging out the last word. 

I let out a frustrated growl and he smirked. 

“Well, what position do you prefer?” I rubbed my temples in frustration. 

I swear, I loved this boy but he sure knew how to test my patience. 

“Mm, missionary, to be honest,” he shrugged, his face devoid of emotion like it always was right before he cracked up at his own joke. 

“Ugghh, fuck you!” I whacked him in the arm with my sketchpad, his shoulders shaking as he roared with laughter. 

He could be so immature sometimes. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love his immature sense of humor. 

“I wish you would,” he smirked, eyes shining with mirth.

“It’s a good thing you’re cute,” I grumbled, crossing my arms and glaring at him. 

“Why?” He asked, sporting a shit-eating grin.

“Because if you weren’t I’d be using this pencil to stab you, instead of using it to draw your stupid cute face.”

“Oh my god, am I your muse?” He asked dramatically

“No, you’re my pain in the ass,” I rolled my eyes. 

He gasped, clutching his chest dramatically, “She called me her pain in the ass.”

“Alright, Romeo, calm down. Now can you please sit still?” 

“Only if I can sit on the floor, cross-legged,” he said, smoothing his clothes. 

“Anything to get you to sit still,” I said, moving off the chair I was sitting on, to plop myself on my floor. 

He stepped off the stool I’d sat him in originally and sat cross-legged in front of me. He turned his head to the side like he’d had it before, clenching his jaw. 

I dragged my eyes away from the delicious site of his side profile to sketch it more accurately. A few minutes had passed, the only sound in the room was some relaxing music I’d put on low, the sound of lead scratching over paper, and our soft breaths. I had moved on to drawing c/n’s broad shoulders, trying to get the shading and outline right when c/n’s voice broke the silence. 

“I never asked you what your project was for, y/n.”

I almost dropped my pencil, leaving a crooked line that I quickly erased.

“It’s a drawing project,” I said, trying to avoid answering truthfully. 

“No shit, Sherlock,” out of the corner of my eyes I could see a smirk on his face before he went back to talking. “I mean, why’d you pick me for it? Every assignment you’ve gotten so far in your drawing class has come with some prompt. Some reason behind why you’re drawing the thing.”

I pretended not to hear him, pretended I was too engrossed in shading the wrinkles of his loose hoodie. 

“Y/nnn,” he dragged out my name in a taunting way. 

My cheeks heated up and I bit my lip. There was no way he was going to drop the subject. He knew when he was getting under my skin. 

I huffed before mumbling, “I’m supposed to draw someone…that–umm–that…”

“That?” He asked, his voice gentle, coaxing me. 

“That I–basically a person–well someone…someoneIadmire,” I blurted, the words coming out slurred into one. 

I had finished drawing his hoodie and realized that the line of his upper lip hadn’t come out right. Trying to distract myself from the fact I’d basically revealed my true feelings for him, I looked up to study his lips only to find his wide eyes staring back at me. 

“I have to get your lips right,” I said, my voice sounding strained. 

Feeling awkward under his unwavering stare, I cleared my throat. He wasn’t turning his head back to the original position so I decided to take control. I shuffled forward on my knees so I was close enough, and reached a finger out. Slowly, my finger glided over the curve of his jaw and I heard his breathing shallow. I applied slight pressure as my finger reached the side of his chin. He obediently moved his head to the side. I let my finger linger on his skin a moment longer than necessary before pulling away and settling back in my original place to start again on drawing his lips. 

It seemed that my words had sent c/n into a strange kind of trance and anxiety settled in my stomach. 

My tongue stuck out as I tried to re-shape his lips on my paper. I looked up again to find c/n had moved his head to stare at me again. 

“On second thought maybe I should’ve chosen someone else. You can’t seem to keep your neck turned,” I chuckled softly, finding his antics more cute than annoying like I liked to act they were. 

“Sorry, it’s just hard to resist looking at you for even a little bit,” he mumbled, turning his head again. 

I frowned, wondering where my confident, snarky boy c/n had gone and how a shy boy with flushed cheeks had come to take his place. 

My own cheeks flushed at his confession, but I tried not to take it to heart. He couldn’t possibly like observing me, staring at me. 

“It’s alright, but just try to hold your head in place for just a little longer. Lips have always been tricky for me to draw and yours are giving me an especially hard time,” I chuckled, trying to lighten the tension in the room. 

“Maybe you should kiss them,” he suggested and I dropped my pencil my eyes flying up to look at him. 

Of course, of all times he chose this one to keep his head turned away from mine. Still, I could see the edge of his lips quirk up a bit in one of those rare smiles that he gave when he felt equal parts shy and equal parts bold. 

“And just what do you expect that will do in helping me with drawing them, hm, c/n?” I asked, crossing my arms. 

“If you can feel the grooves of my lips, you might find it easier to draw them. Drawing may be all about observing visually, but I think it benefits you when you observe sensuously as well,” he said.

I just sat there, my head fighting between what I desired and what I logically knew to be smart to do. 

“What harm could it do, y/n?”

I breathed deep. He was right. What harm could it really do? A million answers to that question ran through my mind but I focused on him instead. The delicious way his lips were frozen in that soft grin, the adorable bend of his nose, the way his eyelashes curled just the slightest at the ends. 

I moved to sit in front of him, his head still frozen in his pose. Finally, our eyes met. His were adoring and in awe, gliding over my face, drinking me in. I moved in, slowly, until my lips were just brushing against his. Internally, I was screaming, shouting for joy, and laughing giddily but externally all that I could do before I pressed my lips completely to his was let out a weak breath. 

What registered first was the slightly chapped texture of his lips, and then the softness of them underneath that. And finally, the fact that he was not pressing back into mine.

Pulling back abruptly, and overcome with embarrassment, I looked him in the eyes. 

“Why–why didn’t you kiss me back?” I asked, my confusion quickly turning into panic. 

“Because you told me to stay still,” he answered, eyes dancing with mischief, his breath shallow which told me I wasn’t the only one affected by what I’d just done.

Shaking my head, I let out a breathy laugh while rolling my eyes playfully. That’s when he gently placed his hands on either sides of my cheeks and pulled me in for the sweetest kiss. 

As we pulled back and regained our breath, I giggled, “You may be the worst model ever, but you’re the best damn kisser.”

“Well, then you’ve gotta keep me around. Especially if you plan on drawing any more pictures of me and need more help with…observing…my lips,” he chuckled.

“Oh, I’m keep you right where you are,” I laughed, before he pulled me in for another kiss. 

Prompt Requests!

Hey guys I got super bored so here is a prompt list, I don’t have any time limits for this one so just request them if you want whenever! Also feel free to use these for you’re own blogs!

1. Go to hell”
2. “Fuck You”
3. "Fuck me!”
4. “Fuck”
5. "I’m so happy I could kiss you”
6. "Forever?” …"Forever!”
7. "Sorry I’m late”
8. "I’m so sorry…”
9. "Why me?”
10. "Stop it!”
11. "Don’t you dare!”
12. "Truth or Dare?’
13. "Do you trust me?” …"Always”
14. "Don’t you trust me?”
15. "What? Didn’t see that coming?”
16. "Please come home safe…”
17. "I can’t lose you, Not again…”
18. "Take it out on me…”
19. "What happened?”
20. "Have you been crying?”
21. "I always know”
22. "It’s midnight, what do you want?”
23. "Kiss me”
24. "Why?”
25. ”Son of a bitch”
26. "How are you?”
27. "Where have you been?”
28. "I swear”
29. "You don’t need to be demanding”
30. "I need a strong drink and some pain killers”
31. "This is the end, isn’t it?”
32. "I miss you”
33. "See you at home”
34. "You, me, bed now”
35. "Care to explain?”
36. "Can we please_____”
37. "For the love of god”
38. "We can never catch a break can we?”
39. "Now, where’s the fun in that?”
40. "Do me a favour? Stand back.”
41. "Stand down”
42. "Hold me”
43. "You better hope my mom doesn’t find out”
44. "Where are we?”
45. "Did you even look at a map?”
46. "Hallelujah”
47. "Is that blood?”
48. “Do you want me to leave?”
49. "I swear it won’t happen again.”
50. "I’m not jealous.”
51. "You can’t keep doing this.”
52. "I’m going to take care of you, okay?”
53. "You can’t die. Please don’t die.”
54. "You did what?!”
55. "Were you ever going to tell me?”
56. "Don’t ask me that.”
57. "Say it!”
58. "I could kiss you right now!”
59. "Are you still awake…?”
60. "Excuse you?”
61. "This is all your fault!”
62. "I shouldn’t be in love with you.”
63. "I could kill you right now!”
64. "Just admit I’m right.”
65. "That doesn’t even make sense.”
66. "That’s irrational.”
67. "Just pretend to be my date.”
68. "Are you really going to leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”
69. "When you love someone, you don’t just stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Especially then!”
70. "I think I’ve been holding myself from falling in love with you all over again.”
71. "I’m not going to apologise for this. Not anymore.”
72. "That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”
73. "It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”
74. "Can I sit here? The other tables are full.”
75. "You weren’t supposed to laugh!”
76. "This is, by far, the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.”
77. "I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”
78. "Before I do this, I need you to know that I have always loved you.”
79. "Did I say that out loud?”
80. "Do you think you could have loved me?”
81. "Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”
82. "How long have you been standing there?”
83. "Have I ever lied to you?”
84. "Have you lost your fucking mind?”
85. "I am not losing you again!”
86. "I had a nightmare about you and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”
87. "When I picture myself happy… It’s with you.”
88. "I made a mistake.”
89. "I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot.”
90. "I see the way you look at me when you think I’m not looking.”
91. "I think I’m in love with you and that scares me half to death.”
92. "I’m not good enough for you.”
93. "I fell in love with my best friend.”
94. "I’m sorry, what? I keep getting lost in your eyes.”
95. "I’m up to the challenge.”
96. "I’m yours.”
97. "If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.”
98. "If you go anywhere near them, you’ll have to deal with me!”
99. "It’s okay to cry…”
100. "Talk to me.”
101. "Look at me—just breathe, okay?”
102. "Look, I don’t have much time, but I wanted to say I love you.”
103. "Well, this is where I live.”
104. "What are you afraid of?”
105. "You are the single best thing that has ever happened to me.”
106. "You deserve so much better.”
107. "You don’t have to stay.”
108. "You don’t know you the way I do.”
109. "You fainted, straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”
110. "You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”
111. "You shouldn’t have even been there!”
112. "You weren’t supposed to hear that.”
113. "You’re safe now. I’ve got you.”
114. "Teach me?”
115. "We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you want to stop and feel the rain?”
116. "Looks like we’ll be stuck here for a while.”
117. "Just once.”
118. "I can’t believe you talked me into this.”
119. "It’s not what it looks like.”
120. "I got you a present.”
121. "Hey! I was gonna eat that!”
122. "See, now, what that so bad?”
123. “You’re the best part of me.”
124. "I don’t want to think about what I’d be like without you.”
125. "Can I hold your hand?”
126. "It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”
127. "What time is it?”
128. "Just wait a second.”
129. "Here, let me.”
130. "You’re so cute when you pout like that.”
131. "I don’t care what they said, it doesn’t mean shit!”
132. "This isn’t gonna end well!”
133. "Did you enjoy yourself last night?”
134. "Are you kidding me? We’re not ‘fine’!”
135. “You’ve only heard his side of the story. You never asked for mine.”
136. "Oh my God! You’re in love with him/her!”
137. "You make me feel like I’m not good enough.”
138. "For some reason I’m attracted to you.”
139. "I am not losing you again.”
140. "Why don’t they just kiss already?”
141. Why do you keep pushing me away?”
142. "I can’t explain right now, but I need you to trust me.”
143. I’ve never felt this way before….and it scares the shit out of me.”
144. "Don’t fucking touch me!”
145. "Are you really taking his side against me?”
146. "Wait a second are you jealous?”
147. "I wish I could hate you.”
148. "Come over here and make me.”
149. "This is by far the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.”
150. "You’re the only one I trust to do this.”
151. "I thought you were dead.”
152. "This isn’t just about you. It’s about what’s best for all of us.”
153. "I love you, you asshole.”
154. "You did this for me?”
155. "You can’t protect me.”
156. "You know I wouldn’t do this if I had any other choice.”
157. "I’m so stupid to make the mistake of falling in love with my best friend.”
158. "The way you flirt is shameful/shameless.”
159. “I just wanted an easy day with my girlfriend/boyfriend. What’s so wrong with that?”
160. "Go then, leave! See if I care!”
161. "You braided his hair?”
162. "Have you lost your damn mind?!”
163. "Please don’t argue. You have to leave right now, you aren’t safe here.”
164. "I’m not surprised that you murdered him.”
165. Am I supposed to be scared of you?”
166. "Is that what you’re doing? Trying to make me to hate you?”
167. "If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his ass.”
168. "You’re hiding something from me.”
169. "You better have a good reason for waking me up at the ass-crack of dawn.”
170. "I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”
171. "Don’t you dare to ever do that again!”
172. "Man, you are a dream come true.”
173. "Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”
174. "I made a mistake.”
175. "H-How long have you been standing there?”
176. "Is the skirt is supposed to be this short?”
177. “This is why you don’t ever have any shirts to wear.”
178. "Please, don’t give up on me.”
179. "When are you going to realize that I don’t care?”
180. "Those things you said in there… Did you mean them?”
181. "I know that you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision I have elected to ignore it”
182. "Who gave you that black eye?!”
183. "What the hell are you doing here?! I told you I never wanted to see you again!”
184. "I’m sorry, what were you saying? I keep getting lost in your eyes.”
185. "It’s okay baby, I’m here for you.”
186. "You say the nastiest things when you’re angry, so yes, I’m walking away from you now.
187. "I’m starting an idiot jar. Any time you do or say anything idiotic, you have to put at least a dollar in it—more depending on how stupid the thing that you said or did was.”
188. "You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?”
189. "If you don’t want to talk about what happened, then say so. Don’t just lie and say it’s fine.”
190. "Don’t you dare say you love me!”
191. “It’s a hobby of mine to prove you wrong.”
192. "I swear I didn’t mean to touch your butt.”
193. "Why are you wearing my shirt? Please, don’t take it off. It looks good on you.”
194. "enjoying the view?”
195. "go on, just leave! that’s what everyone does anyway.”
196. "who did this to you?”
197. "that’s a bad idea.”"name a better idea, then.”
198. "quick, kiss me.”
199. "you’re such a distraction.”
200. "i’m doing this to protect you.”
201. "get the fuck back to sleep, (y/n).”
202. "we’re not dating— ugh whatever.”
203. "i can’t let anything happen to you.”
204. "i leave for just a minute and this happens!”
205. "what? i thought you two were a thing.”

Math & Dinner Dates - Scott McCall

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Requested: Could you do another imagine like the one you recently did for Stiles where he confesses his love for you, but with Scott this time?

Summary: (Y/N) displays not only her sass but her knowledge in class leading to Scott asking for some help. After a few close calls Scott finally vents to (Y/N) his feelings.


“Does anyone know the answer? No one?” I sat next to Scott, my best friend since we were 2, deep in thought. I wonder how Dereks doing… I miss him… always bossing everyone around and making snarky remarks. I bet ya he’s eating baguettes with some really hot supernatural being that we don’t even know of. He was the best non-blood related big brother anyone could have. And I’m sure he looked at me as an annoying younger sister. I smiled to myself thinking about the old days when Scott had just been given ‘the gift’. 

“Is something funny, Miss (Y/L/N)?” I snapped out of my day dream and looked at Mr Trin, the maths substitute teacher. 

“No.” I mumbled.

“Oh, then you wouldn’t mind giving me the answer to the question on the board then.” He says as he leans on my desk. I smile sarcastically at him and give him a gesture shooing him to the side so I could see the question. 

“It’s a trick question. The answer is 0, just like the amount of tolerance I have for this class.” I smile sweetly at him as the class laughs a low rumble. Mr Trin stood dumbfounded, while I saw most of the class with their eyes wide staring at me as I was probably the last person they’d expect that from. 


“Damn, (Y/N)” I heard a voice from behind me as I strode out the class room. I look behind me and see Scott chasing after me laughing. “Didn’t know you had it in you!” Scott smiled. “But, on another note; you’re good at math?” He questioned.

“Surprisingly, yeah.” I giggle. 

“Would you mind if I came over tonight and you helped me out? I’m getting like 40%’s but told mum I’m getting 80%’s.” Scott winced slightly.

“Yeah, come over after school. Anything to ease Melissa’s stress.” I giggle. Melissa was like a second mum to me and I worried about how much pressure she was under with work, financial bills, Scott and his supernatural abilities, etc.


“No, you have to multiply it and then divide it. Here,” I say and demonstrate to Scott how to do the equation. I had only just noticed how close we were and we looked at one another before quickly moving apart and I did an awkward cough.

“I think thats enough maths for one night.” Scott said as he stood up ready to leave until we heard the front door open and close and in walked my dad.

“Oh, Scott. You’re here for dinner I presume.” He smiles.

“Oh, no I was just abou-”

“Nonsense. I bought way too much meat anyway.” He says with a wink. 

“Daaadd.” I whine with a slight giggle. Dad had just found out a few weeks ago about Scott’s werewolf abilities and he wont stop making jokes about raw meat or asking questions about being on heat. 

“You two go settle down while I put it on. Should be ready in 20.” He smiles and Scott puts his bag back down. 

“Come on, then.” I say as we walk up the stairs to my bedroom. 


“Why are we watching this again? It’s so sad!” I sniffle.

“You picked it, (Y/N).” Scott said matter-of-factly.

“Yeah, but still!” Scott giggles and wraps an arm around me as I snuggle deep into his chest to comfort myself. After a while I begin to feel his gaze on me and I look up meeting his eyes.

“What?”

“You’re just impossibly good at everything. You even look cute crying.”

“Oh, shut up. Everyones an ugly crier.” I laugh through my tears. Scott’s hand reaches up to my cheeks and he wipes away my tears. We begin to slowly lean into one another until dad calls us down for dinner. We pull apart again and make our way downstairs. 


“Thank you for dinner, Mr (Y/L/N). It was actually amazing!” Scott smiled. “I really must be going though. Mum finishes her shift in 30 minutes and I should be home.”

“Well, its been a pleasure.” My dad smiles and I stand up to lead Scott out. 

“Thanks for helping me with math by the way.” Scott smiles.

“All good…” I lead off as we awkwardly look at one another feeling an unusual tension in the air. “Ill see you tomorrow then.” 

“Yeah” Scott smiles uncomfortably before walking off. I go to close the door and then its gets stopped last second and pushed back open. “Okay, no. I have to say this. (Y/N), I’ve been in love with you for the past few months. Every time I look at you I just feel the need to be near you. I haven’t felt this way with anyone ever before. It’s insane. I just want to hold you and make sure you’re being treated right. Because you deserve the best. Better then the best, even. I know I’m rambling but I just can’t help it. I-” I quickly press my lips to Scotts and we share a deep intimate kiss. 

“I love you too” I whisper barely pulling away from him. We laugh and kiss again before I pull away and smirk at him. “See you tomorrow, lover boy.” I wink and close the door immediately pressing my back to it and closing my eyes, taking in a deep breath. I squeal softly and re-open my eyes, only to see my dad standing there sipping a cup of tea before he walks into the next door room. I smile and roll my eyes before running up to bed eager for it to be tomorrow already. 

anonymous asked:

Hi! I dont know if youre still taking prompts. If you are can you write a fic killian teaches his and emmas son(s) how to be gentlemen and emma and the family think its so cute when they do something courteous?

Oh my goodness, this is adorable!


“Why, thank you, Charlie,” Snow said as the six-year-old held the door to Granny’s open as his family filed out of the diner.

“You’re welcome, Gramma,” Charlie replied politely.

Since their family was large, Charlie ended up acting as a doorstop for a good few moments without a word of complaint. Snow turned to Emma, a smile on her face and her eyes shining. “What a little gentleman.”

“Yeah, Killian’s been imparting all his gentleman-ly knowledge on the kid,” Emma replied, a matching smile on her lips. “Charlie holds doors, he pulls out chairs at the table. He even takes things from me if he thinks I’m carrying too much.”

Snow came thisclose to letting out an audible, “Awww.”

“It’s the cutest with Leia. He gets her toys and wraps an arm around her when she’s crying.” Which was often; Leia had recently entered her terrible twos and Emma was beginning to understand exactly how the age got its name.

“He’s going to make a special someone very happy someday,” Snow said.

Killian was the last to file out of Granny’s. He ruffled his young son’s hair as he took the door and told the kid to head down the stairs with a, “Well done, lad.”

Emma smiled lovingly at her boys while shifting a squirming Leia in her arms. “He sure will. After all, he takes after his dad.”

guy crushes: hmm who’s the least ugly out of my guy friends… oh him? he’s nice and cool, i guess he’s my crush now

girl crushes: oh my gosh you’re so awesome and pretty and amazing i want to be your best friend and i love your smile so much, your laugh is so cute and your eyes are so pretty, why do i get so ridiculously happy when good stuff happens to you wow

in conclusion i’m straight!