ok i have a thing for pink

anonymous asked:

but you have to admit that kate can't dress for the ocassion, there's always something wrong, wheather it be hemlines, weights in her skirts, wearing pink to the 9/11 memorial but wearing black to me children. The way she dresses won't end the monarchy, but she's an ambassador, she's represent's the monarchy, and whenver she has a fashion oops it looks bad on the monarchy, she is the future queen and can't even dress herself properly, estelle dresses better then she does.

I just don’t agree at all. None of those things are remotely offensive. She wore a short skirt? If she’d been lifting her skirt and shouting “get a look at this” then I might understand the issue. She doesn’t have weights in her skirts? Ok, now we know she has legs. And? She wears pink to the 9/11 memorial? Survivors weren’t offended so why does it matter? She wears black to meet children? Did she wear a swastika or punch a baby in the face? No. None of these things are remotely important to anything and the fuss around them is just bizarre. 

minsuswag  asked:

HELLO! I just found your blog and i can 100% say that im in love with your art they are the greatest thing ever! Also i hope you dont mind but i stalked you and probably saved all your arts. Dont worry though i wont repost or use it for bad purposes. AND (yes there is more) can you please give me some tips on drawing faces bcs ive been trying to draw bangtan for who knows how long but i still mess up their faces. I mean, like how do you make it so that it will resemble them? OK IM DONE THANK YOU

I apologize in advance for the people who will have to scroll past this (read more doesn’t really work on phone)
These are most of the things I keep in mind when I’m drawing them. There are some more but I can’t really explain them.
This is very much a sketch and I suck at explaining but hope it helps you.

In random order





JK (I struggle with his face too so this might not be very helpful):


Hairstyles and clothes also help make them recognizable. For example Hobi and Tae often have their hair parted in the middle and Jin has those pink hoodies.

Use references. Lots of references. They help a lot.

You can see the difference in the amount of explanation between Jin and the rest lmao. It’s because I started with him

Just something I noticed

Harry Potter and The Half-Blood Prince, chapter twenty-one ‘The Unknowable Room’;

“‘Ah, no!’ said Ron, staring horror-struck at the parchment. ‘Don’t say I’ll have to write the whole thing out again!’

‘It’s OK, we can fix it,’ said Hermione, pulling the essay towards her and taking out her wand.

‘I love you, Hermione’, said Ron, sinking back into his chair, rubbing his eyes wearily.

Hermione turned faintly pink

This bit is just adorable. Ron says this almost without thinking, and Hermione gets quite surprised by it, considering that a few days ago, the two were barely speaking to each other.

I can just imagine Hermione being shocked and trying not to freak out, and Harry being like…

It’s happening…

Heart Acts

Parts ONE and TWO if you missed it! 

Synopsis: You are a new and upcoming superstar and during an interview, you get asked questions about the one and only Harry Styles.


“Alright, alright, you got me but how about you let me get to know you, and you not run away from me this time? Don’t like it when beautiful things slip away so soon.” Harry says, biting his lip right after and you wanted to scream out that whatever he wanted you to do, it would be done.

But of course, that isn’t the case, you remember how disgusting some of the comments that were left under your pictures, the things the said about you in interviews, all of the negativity cam rushing back in. You couldn’t imagine what they would have said if they saw you on Harry’s arm. Why is it so hard to focus on the good things in life?

“I don’t think so, I’m sorry.”

“You said what?!” Stacy was sitting beside you on  the bed inside your hotel room. You both were watching TV but after much persuasion, Stacy managed to convince you to tell her everything that happened that night. 

After you rejected Harry, you went into your car immediate. You didn’t want to see the look on Harry’s face. You were praying he didn’t try to call or go after you but thankfully his manager pulled him away. As soon as you got inside your car, you were silent. Not saying a word the whole drive back. 

You didn’t know what to say to Stacy. That you left the man you have thought about for years, the man who inspired you to do what you do everyday? You didn’t know why you did yourself.

“I said no Stace,” You said clutching your pillow into your stomach, your head rested on the top.

“Why? I was reading your journal and you basically love him!” Stacy screeched.

Your head shot up immediately, eyes wide, mouth agape. “You did what? You read my journal?! Stacy it is private for a reason! How did you? How did you even find it?”

“Um, Hun, if you wanted it hidden why would you put it under your bed?” Stacy scrolled through her phone acting as if her statement was normal.

“Stace why would you look under the bed anyways? This is so confusing for me right now!” You try to gain her attention and smack the phone out of her hands.

“I was checking to see if there were bedbugs okay! You know how I am, I don’t care if it’s a five star hotel, if I see a bug I am leaving the country. But this is besides the point! You are practically in love with Harry and you deny him? Why would you do that? This is your one chance at happiness, a normal life. For goodness sakes you haven’t been able to act like a normal teenager ever since you were discovered! You missed all of the fun things teenagers were suppose to go through. Instead of going through college stress you went through ticket sales stress. Instead of going to prom you went to music awards. This is the one chance you get to experience something that is considered normal. Having a boyfriend is normal Y/N!” Stacy was basically lecturing you. You didn’t know what to say because at the end of the day, you knew she was right. She was always and you hated it. 

Ever since you got signed into your record deal, you were immediately pulled out of what was suppose to be a normal life. You didn’t get to finish high school with your friends and instead received your diploma on your tour bus. You still remember Stacy tutoring you for English and the bus driver helping you with History. Stacy even went so far as playing graduation music on the drive to Texas and making you wear a gown. 

But having a boyfriend? This was totally out of your league. You didn’t have any experience with this kind of stuff and it freaked you the hell out.

“Stace, this is Harry Styles we are talking about. You know how notorious he is for being the supposed womanizer. I freaked out and talked about him for a minute too long and boom. Countless articles about me being obsessed with him. Comments on top of comments, all saying how I suck up to him just for his fame. It’s almost as if I can’t be friends with anyone of the opposite sex.  I was told I had a knee deep obsession with him when all I did say nice things. What do you think is going to happen when I date him?” You begin pacing around the room again. “Even if I do date him, it’s just going to end in disaster.”

“You will never know if you don’t try love. And he wants to try with you." 

Why is Stacy always right?

Harry has been grumpy ever since the award show. When you rejected him and left in your car he was devastated and was quite offended.

"Know this might sound really bad, but, m'not used to getting rejected y'know? It’s like know m'not all that but, I really thought we had something together. Thought we had a connection.” Harry was lying on his back with Lucas. Lucas was currently on his laptop, like always, figuring out new ways to get Harry to the top. Whether it was booking  a photo shoot or finding new radio openings.  He was one of Harry’s closest friend and was part of the team.

“Well, wha’ she say?”

“She said no. And that she was sorry or somethin’. Didn’t even give me the chance to convince her otherwise.” Harry rubbed his eyes with his hand. 

There was already so much stress with everything going on his life, musical wise. There was no way a new girl was able to fit on his plate but Y/N was different. You gave him something not a lot of people had; honesty.

You didn’t see him as a multimillionaire, a player, a famous superstar. You saw him as a musician. You saw him as someone who loved music as much you did. 

“Lucas! I have an idea!” Harry shoots up from his position on the couch which knocks Lucas’s laptop to the ground.

“DUDE! I was workin’ n something aye!” Lucas grumpily gets up and dusts off his laptop, examining for scratches. “What’s your idea? Gettin’ me a new laptop?”

Harry laughs and punches Lucas in the arm. “No, d'know how we are both gonna preform next week in the states for that festival?” Harry smirks when he sees Lucas’s reaction.

“Harry, Harold, listen to me. That is a huge event, what are you going to do?”

“Pull up the set list, m'gonna change her mind. ”

You were currently at home, not in a hotel room, not in your tour bus, but in your house. In your old room specifically. Stacy felt really guilty after talking to you about Harry and what had happened and decided a break was exactly what you needed. You had nothing on the schedule anyways and how harmful can thee days be?

It has been a long time since you were home. Your room looked the exact same, walls painted yellow, a single twin bed decorated flowers, placed right in the middle of your room. You had posters and pictures of your friends everywhere. Funny how every thing changed in an instant.

“Hon? Are you alright? Dinner is almost ready but I want to talk to you for a sec,” Aunt Robin knocks on your door and peeps are head in. You smile at her, admiring the messy bun she always had and dressed in the same scrubs; blue with yellow rubber duckies. 

“I feel like me and you haven’t chatted in a while, kind of miss you, how’s my favorite super star?” Robin walks in and sees you laying on your bed, legs in the air.

“What are you talking about? We talk twice everyday. Once when I wake up and another before bed. We talk all the time.” You swing your legs from the bed and move so she can sit next to you.

“Not on the phone, I want to talk to you face to face. Sure we talk but it’s always the same, I ask you if you ate, you ask me about the hospital. I want you to tell me secrets like you did in fifth grade!” She sits down next to you and starts playing with your hair. The action brings you back to all the times she would do that to calm you down.

“I’m sorry it’s just that sometimes I lose track of everything going on. One minute I’m in the States and the next minute I’m in Europe. Of course I am grateful for the opportunity but having this break is so important for me, I feel good you know?”  

“You needed this as much as I needed to see you. Now listen, I have been reading on the internet, and as confusing as it is, I clicked on this article and saw that thing with you and Ha-”

“No, we aren’t talking about this. Not here, I am finally home after such a long time, I don’t want to talk about anything involving me or boys!” You groan and stuff your face into a pillow. This was the last thing you wanted to talk about.

“OK, OK, I get it. But, I was reading your diary from when you were in midd-”

“What is up with everyone reading my diary!” You lift your head up and stare at your aunt, in her hands was your middle school diary, decorated with bright pink fur with a lock on the side.

“That isn’t the point here Y/N! You are the smartest girl I have ever met, I raised you to be strong and kind, you know your mother would have been unbelievably proud if she saw you now. You think with your head all the time, maybe it’s time for you to act with your heart?” Robin says raising your diary in the air. 

When you were younger, it was your aunt who raised who your whole life. She would always try to avoid conversations about your parents, and you never minded. This women single-handedly raised you and she did one heck of a job. No matter how hard shifts at the hospital was for her, Aunt Robin would walk home sit on the couch and watch every performance you put on.

“What if I act with my heart and by the end, I don’t  even have one anymore?”

“Oh honey, no one could even try.” You feel Robin hug you from the side and for the first time in a long time, you felt at home.

“Oh, Stacy was right, you do need deodorant.”

“Ugh you guys need to stop talking to each other!” You laugh at her while she scrunches her nose.

It’s Saturday night and you were no longer in the comfort of your own home. Instead of lounging watching all of the shows you didn’t have time to catch up on anymore, you were getting a weird food facial. You had no idea it existed until Stacy had to practically drag you into the salon, promising that your skin would be glowing for tomorrow’s event.

Tomorrow’s event is going to be one of the biggest nights of your life. It was a huge ball with all of your icons preforming. There would be music, food and you were even invited to Ellen DeGeneres’s after party.

Stacy and your band decided that you were going to sing three different songs, one of which that was new. You spent all of last week practicing vocals and dancing. It was extremely important that you did well, so many new entertainment industries were going to be there, keeping their eye out for new talent to sponsor. Your performance can determine if you get to shoot videos with A-List celebrities, be on the cover of Vogue magazine or even collaborating with major brands. To say your nerves were on fire was an understatement.

Stacy made sure that no one was to mention anything about any scandal or to bring up the H word. She knew he was going to be preforming as well but didn’t have the guts to tell you. So she did what every good manager would do, write it out on a cake and it was to be delivered to your hotel room later on the day.  

“I swear, your skin is going to look and feel like a baby’s bottom. They won’t even need to use the spotlights because you will be glowing!” Stacy clapped her hands together as you guys both laid on the massage table, dressed in white fluffy robes with various fruits adorned on your face.

“So, my face is going to feel like ass? Great. Did my soundcheck come in okay by the way?” You started to feel the slimy fruits fall off your face and it had successfully landed in your mouth.

“I saw that, that was gross, you can’t eat fruit that’s been on your face,” She starts.

You were still chewing and to annoy her you chewed even louder. “But what did I say, no talking about tomorrow’s event. If we start talking about it, you and I both know we won’t stop, and then we’ll stress and both of our asses will be in that venue making sure everything is perfect. You need to relax, everything will be fine. Now stop eating your face!”

“Fine but I heard that you got me a cake and you aren’t going to stop me!”

“He’s preforming?! Before me?! This is a disaster! Is it too late to call out? Tell them I have mono or something!” You were pacing everywhere. 

When you walked into your hotel room to look at the cake you thought it was going to say “Good Luck Tomorrow” or “You rock!”, but no. What did it say?


“No, no, we are not cancelling, this event is your make it or break it. I don’t care if Harlem Shake or whatever his stupid name is preforming. You are the strongest person I know, this is below you. I don’t care what happens tomorrow, you will dominate that event.” Stacy shook your shoulders and made you sit down. When you didn’t move she shook you more.

“OK, OK, I get it.” You take your finger and dip it into the icing, licking it off. “But we aren’t using that confetti in the end, during rehearsal it got in my eye.”

Stacy laughs and dips her finger in the cake. 

Walking in heels was already exhausting, but the 10 pounds of lace you had on was even harder. The ball gown Stace picked out was absolutely stunning but you had no idea ball gowns were so heavy.

You did the usual routine at every event. The beginning was always the same. The photo shoot of you walking out of your car and then visiting the fans outside the gates, which was your favorite. You then had to do the red carpet walk which was blinding to say the least. And then your nerves went into overdrive when the interview proportion came up.

You immeadiatley looked for Stacy and she was already behind you and she managed to help you throughout the whole thing. Thankfully no one brought up any scandals, everyone too excited for the music event.

“So Y/N, you are preforming tonight right?” This one interviewer named Josh asked you.

“Yes, I am so excited I feel like I’m gonna throw up or something!” You laughed shyly, you weren’t lying. Even though you had a light meal, your nerves got to you.

In the corner of your eye, you saw Harry walk towards you, and all of a sudden anything Josh said flew right past you. You hurriedly said bye and quickly walked to your dressing room Stacy right behind you.

Now safe in your dressing room, it was only 30 until you had to sing. You began stretching and doing your vocal warm ups while walking to the stage area. You checked you mic and everything twice and then had Stacy check everything once more.

There was a huge television screen to your tight, showing the live broadcast of the event. That’s when you see Harry preforming.

He didn’t look human. It couldn’t have been possible, the way his hair was styled made you want to run your hands through it for eternity. The way his suit as tailored made your mouth water, it was perfect. He looked perfect.

His voice was the main show though, it sounded like thick velvet, dripping out his mouth and landing on the mic.

“Snap out of it! You are going to be up there soon!” Stacy pinched you and you basically screamed, you somehow forgot where you were.

“Tha’s it for me! Thank you so much for having me! Please enjoy the next musical guest, I sure will later!” Harry announced in the mic and the water bottle you had in your hand dropped.

“What did he just say!” Stacy was red in the face and you couldn’t say a single thing, and by the looks of it Harry didn’t mean to say it either.

All you heard were the fans screaming before the host came and started talking about you. You quickly snapped out of your trance and started to stand in position, still shell shocked at his words. “Enjoy me later?” You whispered but before you knew it you were in front of millions.

*knock knock*

“Come in!” You said removing your preformance outfit and slipping into your robe. Why the hell was it so itchy?

Your performance went great, better than you could have ever imagined. As soon as you heard the beat start you forgot about everything. All your fears disappear in thin air and you sang and danced your heart out. 

When you preformed your new single, tears were beginning to form and you heard your fans scream when you announced it was new. You saw Stacy bawl her eyes out looking at you from the crowd. Your heart was so full but that didn’t mean you weren’t angry at what had happened earlier with Harry. 

Harry came in and you immediately stopped. Why was he here? You pulled the robe closer as he locked the door behind you and looked at you. His eyes scanned your body, focusing on your legs.

“So this is what you meant when you said you were going to enjoy me later?” You snap, his eyes diverting right to yours.

“No, I swear, tha’ wasn’t what I meant, whatsoever. I am so sorry Y/N. I had a million things I wanted to say as an introduction but for some reason, that decided to slip.” Harry started walking towards you and you backed up, his eyes narrow as if he was hurt that you didn’t want to be near him. He tries again and this time you stop moving. 

“You didn’t have to say anything at all! You could have easily just passed the mic on like everyone else! Instead you embarrass me in front of so many people, you know what they are already saying! Why are you doing this?” You begin to tear up and you hate yourself for it, not wanting to cry in front of him.

“Why did you say no to me?” Harry says and you scoff, he really didn’t hear anything.

“Sorry I didn’t want to pursue my knee deep obsession with you!” You laugh sarcastically and he looks hurt. There was no way you were ever going to forget what that reporter said to you. 

“Stop caring about people have to say to you! You shou-”

“That’s easy for you to say! You have your whole career in front of you and I just got started! It’s not fair to me that this out of everything is my first scandal. That interview was suppose to promote my music not about you for God’s sake! You out of everyone should know it’s not easy when every single person you are spotted with is deemed your lover!"  You cry and at this point tears were already pooling around your cheeks. "It’s just not fair,” You say silently. It seemed as if that’s what you have been saying for years. 

Harry sees how upset you are and it hurts the hell out of him. 

To know he caused this. The guilt was eating him alive, he never meant to make you feel or react this way. He walks even closer and this time you let him, too tired to fight back.

“This time I don’t care anymore. I don’t care what they say, wh-when you were preforming out there I’ve never felt so good. S’like I just wanted to see you sing forever,” Harry wipes your tears away from your face and the sensation is amazing. His hands were so soft and it felt so good to be comforted by him. “let me OK?”

You furrow your eyebrows and your eyes open, let him do what?

Before you could ask, you felt the softest pair of lips meeting yours. Teeth pulling on your bottom lip and for the first time in a long time, you acted with your heart and let him.

Thank you thank you THANK YOU guys so much for all the support. I know I say these things a lot and I really do mean it! I wanted to make this chapter just a little bit longer so I hope I didn’t bore you guys too much. Also I have Part 4 ready if you guys want it! As always feel free to message me whenever, love talking to my biscuits! Cover by the lovely @editskiwi!


Studying? I think not/// Ethan Cutkosky SMUT

Studying? I think not//Ethan Cutkosky SMUT

Word count: 2008

Warnings: full on smut

(Y/N)’s p.o.v

I anxiously bit my lip, today was the day Ethan was coming back from playlist.

He offered for me to go with him but I turned him down, I had to stay here and deal with school, it was currently midterm week and I needed to study.

I had recently finished my first five test, Writing, Reading, history and Science. I now had to take my Latin and math one, the two I knew I would fail.

I mean I’m not bad at math it’s just not my strong suit, and neither is Latin.

I texted Ethan and told him about it and he told me as soon as he unpacked he would come over and help me study. But little did I know he had other plans.

“Hey babe” Ethan said kissing the side of my head. I smiled.

“Hey” I mumbled while wrapping my arms around him, he was like a huge teddy bear.

“Alright, let’s get started” he said.

I pulled out my Latin binder, Latin worksheets, Latin translations, and Latin textbook.

Ethan rubbed the side of his head, “why didn’t you pick Spanish”

I rolled my eyes “I didn’t pick Spanish because I can’t make a decision until high school, I’m still in eighth grade remember?”

Ethan only sighed and got in a comfortable position on my bed.

“Let’s start with translating some sentences then we can work on Roman numerals and derivatives” Ethan said looking through my stuff. I nodded my head.

“Alright can you translate this sentence ‘ubi est nilus fluvius?’ ”

I smiled “easy, where is the Nile river”

Ethan smiled “correct, ok next sentence 'Africa et Europa in Rheni fluminis’”

“The Rhine river is not in Africa but Europe” i responded.

“Correct babygirl”

Ethan leaned in and placed a soft kiss on my lips. I giggled and pulled away.

“Come on lover boy, you said you would help me study, not make out with me”

“But I prefer this much more” he mumbled on my lips.

I rolled my eyes and pushed him away. “Come on, the faster we get threw this, the more time we’ll have together to do what you want”

He only sighed and we continued practicing Translations.

“Ok, we’ve gone threw almost 90 translations, can we move onto Roman numerals and derivatives?” Ethan asked.

“Yup” he opened my binder and flipped to the second column and opened the rings to take out my derivative and Roman numerals worksheet.

“Ok, so when i say the number in Latin, say it in English and name one derivative, ok?” He explained.

I nodded, “seams simple enough”

“Alright, unum”

“The number is one and a derivative could be unison”


“The number is two and a derivative is duplex”


“Five, quintet”


“Six, sextuplets”

We went on and stoped at thirty.

“Alright I think your in pretty good shape (y/n)”

I blushed, “thanks, now. Time for math”.

I reached over for my bag and pulled out the algebra textbook and my notebook.

“I don’t need as much help with math, I just need help with slope intersect form, and all the lines that have to do with slope and graphing”

Ethan’s p.o.v

I watched as she grabbed her backpack and took out her textbook and notebook, she looked so pretty.

Her hair was up in a high ponytail and some strands of hair had fallen out. She was wearing my oversized sweatshirt that I had left here a before I left for playlist. She had paired the sweatshirt with some shorts.

Her mouth was open and words were coming out but I couldn’t focus on them, I was too busy checking her out.

“Hellooo, earth the Ethan?” (y/n) said whiles snapping her fingers in front of my face.

“Mhhh, what as that?” I asked.

(y/n) rolled her eyes “I said, I don’t need as much help with math, I just need help with slop intersect form, and all the lines that have to do with slope and graphing” she repeated.

I nodded “ok, let’s get started”

I took her textbook and opened it to a bookmarked page that was highlighted with different colors and little notes on the margin.

I then opened up her notebook to the first page and see a bunch of notes. Something’s were highlighted and there were notes on the side just like her textbook.

“Why do you highlight things and write notes everywhere?”

“The highlighters all have their own meaning. Yellow means I totally understand what I’m learning, pink means I I’m completely lost, and orange means I somewhat get it. The notes are supposed to help me when we take open book quizzes” she said sheepishly.

“I got the idea from teen wolf, remember? You were there. We were cuddling on my bed while catching up on the series because I wanted to and you agreed to it for some odd reason, stiles was helping malia study and he asked her why she highlighted things” she continued on.

I nodded my head remembering. “Does it help you?”

“Yeah, it works out perfectly. I stay after school and get help with the stuff that are pink”

I sighed. “Ok, well les get to work”

I skimmed threw her textbook and saw some practice Problems that she had highlighted pink.

“Ok (y/n) what are the two slope equations that you have to know?”

“Umm, y=mx+b and y1-y=m(x-x1)?”

“You partially got it right the second formula is y-y1=m(x-x1)”

She nodded and i looked at her notebook and asked her.

“How do you find slope?”

“You have to have your y and x axis graphed then you do y2-y1 over x2-x1 and you have your slope”

I nodded “you got it right, let’s try a problem”


“Passes through (-2,5) and (3,9)”

“Ok so first you have to find the slope so you do y2-y1 over x2-x1 and you get 4/5 as your slope, then you fill in the numbers and it will be y-5=4/5(x-(-2))”

I smiled “yup, your so smart baby girl” I cooed.

She only blushed and looked down I chuckled at her.

“Ok time for graphing, state the x and y intercepts for the function, then graph the function”

(y/n) reached over and grabbed her graphing book.

“The function is 2x - 3y = 6, solve it”

(y/n) waisted no time. She quickly jotted down the function and stared plugging in numbers for each side to find x and y. When she did she bit down on her pencil and furrowed her eyebrows obviously confused. She then erased half of her work and plugged in zero to see where that would get her, after she did that she found the intercepts and graphed the function.

She handed me the notebook and I looked down at her work, it was messy but clean and the same time. I checked the work and handed it back and nodded my head.

We continued to study until I couldn’t take it anymore.

“(y/n) we’ve went over everything, your so smart you need to have faith in yourself babygirl”

She nodded and rubbed her eyes.

“Now, time to have fun” i smirked.

I started to take all of her books, papers, and binders off of her bed so that it was just me and her.

I gently pushed her so she was laying down on the bed and started leaving wet butterfly kisses from up her neck to her lips.

She tangled her hands in my hair and kissed me harder. She wrapped her legs around my waist.

We continued kissing for a while before I pulled away to take off my shirt and 'her’ sweatshirt.

I looked at her and saw that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. I let out a low growl and mumbled 'fuck’.

She blushed and covered her chest.

“Don’t babygirl, your beautiful” I said while unraveling her arms from her chest.

I leaned down and left love bites on her collarbone. I didn’t leave a lot, I knew she didn’t like it when I left them out in the open, she would get in trouble for it.

I took her right breast into my hand and sucked on it. I bit down on her nipple and it turned into a hard bud. I did this to the other breast.

I then moved down and teasingly started to pull off her shorts. She whined at my slow pace and took matters into her own hands and ripped off her shorts

I smirked. Only I had this effect on her.

I sucked in a harsh breath when I saw her white lace underwear. I could feel myself hardening even more.

I took off her underwear and placed my head in between her legs and placed wet kisses on the inside of her thighs.

I stopped when my lips met her heat. I inhaled and kissed her clit. She moaned my name and fisted the sheets.

I then stuck my tongue inside her and moved it around a little. I then brought up my hand and stuck in my index finger.

“Ethan” (y/n) moaned. She grabbed my hair and pushed my head in deeper. I grabbed her hands and placed them back down. And started going faster making (y/n) squirm, moan, and play with my hair.

“Ethan, I-I-I’m going to-”

“I got you babygirl” my pace fastened and (y/n) arched her back and came in my mouth and hand. I swallowed it all and licked her clean. I then sucked off the rest of her juices that was on my hand.

I stood and took off my pants and boxers my member sprung up and hit my stomach. (y/n) got up and sat on the edge of her bed and took my length into her hands.

She licked the tip and slowly slid it into her mouth. What she couldn’t fit in her mouth she wrapped her fingers around and massaged.

“Mhhh, babygirl right there I said while wrapping her hair around my hands and pushing my length farther into her mouth.

She started bobbing her head up and down. I moaned and released into her mouth.

She swallowed it all and I picked her up and placed her on the bed and positioned myself at her entrance.

"Ready babygirl?” She nodded her head in respons. I slowly slid myself in and waited for her to get used to my size. When she did I started going faster.

“Mghhh, Ethan fatserrr” I oblige and went faster slamming in and out of her.

“Princess I’m going to come”

“Me too”

“On the count of three, ok?”


I got in a few more thrust before I pulled out and came on her stomach.

I got off of her bed and went into her bathroom and got some paper napkins and went back to her room to wipe off the seamen that was on her stomach.

“I love you” I cooed before kissing her lips

“I love you t-”

“(y/n), honey are you home?”

(y/n) and I looked at each other at he sound of her moms voice. We shot up and quickly put on our cloths.

I opened her window and she sprayed some of her perfume. We jumped on her bed and I grabbed some flashcards from the floor and fixed my hair.

“What’s osmosis?” I questioned just as her mom opened her door.

“(y/n) what have I told you about closing the door when you have Ethan over? This door is to stay open. Okay?” Her mom said.

(y/n) smiled and nodded “alright mom”

“Hello Ethan”

I smiled and waved “hey Mrs. (y/l/n)”

Her mom smiled and walked out he door. (y/n) and I let out sighs and fell back on her bed.

“That was close” I mumbled.

Glowing Gnome

(I play as a CN half-elf sorcerer named Dante, my friend plays a CG gnome druid named Tiktik. Earlier in the session, Dante had been trying to seduce a local NPC maiden, and Tiktik had used prestidigitation to turn his hair pink. Now we are in a dungeon and the light has gotten too dim for our human monk and ranger to see)

Me: Is there anything around to make into a torch?

DM: No, just some pebbles on the ground, too small to use as lights.

Me: ok, I want to cast it on Tiktik.

DM: Light doesn’t work on living things.

Me: ok, I cast it on her leather armor.

DM: *snickers* ok, I’ll allow it. Tiktik’s armor is now glowing with soft light that illuminates the cooridors enough that your companions can see now.

Tiktik: Hey!!!

Dante: Oh lookie! A walking torch! Now we don’t have to carry one. Be a good lantern and light the way.

Tiktik: *casts prestidigitation to make Dante entirely pink*


i loved their comeback ok,,,,,,,,

JinJin: seems like he’d be the most serious, since his resting expression looks so focused and mature but if you catch him at the right times - he’s being a total dork. Is the slowest with the register and Sanha always has to help him if things get jammed up. His favorite drinks are cold brew coffees. You end up having an order mixed up, which you’re not mad about but that makes JinJin a little embarrassed. For the first time, you see pink dust his cheeks and you think he’s never looked more adorable - all the while JinJin fusses to make you the right drink - and maybe write something on the side of the cup about a free coffee if you come in tomorrow? 

Rocky: will crack jokes and make puns with customers names, covers his apron in cute stickers and patches. Can get a little too loud with his laughter, but it’s fine because it brightens up the cafe. His favorite drinks to recommend are espresso’s - for high energy boosts! He notices you almost falling asleep at you table so he brings over a shot, says that you need to find the energy to stay up and study - but more than the espresso, it’s his cute face that wakes you right up.  

Moonbin: soft spoken and always smiling, he’s got a slightly oblivious charm that makes people feel like they should take care of him - even though they’re the customers and he’s the barista. His favorite drinks to recommend are fruit smoothies and natural tasting teas. He once sees you struggling to get the door of the cafe open, so he asks JinJin to take over the register while he goes over to help. You thank him, shyly and in a hurry - but the moment he smiles you feel like the world stops and for a second it’s just you and him. 

Sanha: sticks out due to his tall height and baby like face, but is really friendly and happy to help. Knows the menu like the back of his hand, and also convinces the others to let him pick out playlists for the day. His favorite drinks to recommend are freshly squeezed juices since he doesn’t like coffee all that much. He also likes the shaved ice a lot. You really like one of the songs playing in the cafe, so you as Rocky about it who directs you to Sanha. Sanha is literally over the moon when you say you like this singer because he does to - he takes his break just to talk music with you ~

MJ: his jokes are subtle, unlike Rocky’s, but they’re still there. His personality is a flux between energetic or calm, and both sides are equally as nice to be around. He has the all around feeling of a good natured person, with you know super good looks. His favorite drinks to recommend are lattes, because there are so many different flavors to pick from. He especially likes the ones that are made for specific holidays. You accidentally spill some of your drink while going to your table and MJ is the first to come and help. You apologize profusely, until he waves it off and goes “People always trip around here, Eunwoo thinks it’s because his good looks fluster them.” he laughs - but you kind of want to admit that to you, it’s his looks that fluster you the most.

Eunwoo: most customers freeze up when ordering from him and Eunwoo is so used to it, he just smile and calmly walks them through it. JinJin calls him the “money face”, meaning the cafe gets more money because of his face. But he’s more than that, he’s actually easily impressed and surprised by new and interesting things. His favorite drinks to recommend are cappuccinos because of the pretty foam designs. You’re watching a movie for class with headphones, but Eunwoo keeps strolling by to peek at your screen. At some point you turn, and ask if he’s seen it before and his handsome face gets ll red. He admits that he doens’t, but he’d like to and you scribble down the title for him on a napkin. He also, quietly murmurs if you’d like to write down your name an number as well (and like,,,how could anyone say no??). 

ok so I was just thinking about the fact that eleven was wearing pink eyeshadow at the snowball and I started thinking wayyy too much about this.

so I mean maybe hopper got it for her but he obviously didn’t have any clue how to help her with it so I’m thinking she really wanted to look her best for this since she probably wouldn’t have another chance to see mike for a while so she had hopper go to melvad’s to buy this cheap little compact of pink eye shadow and when he was checking out joyce was like wtf and he explained and joyce thought it was super cute.

so then after joyce got done her shift she and hopper went out to buy a dress for el and then she went over to their house the night of the snowball to help el/jane get ready like did her hair and everything and hopper was super happy and was like wow my girls. and el was soooooo excited when she looked in the mirror and hopper was tearing up and joyce called him a big ol softie and now I’m crying goodbye

anonymous asked:

HI!!! I'm doing a Lup cosplay based off of your drawing of her! (Kinda, I'm sewing my own wig...i have a pink under vs tips) Could you draw her with her hair down for me please? I'm scared to cut it without reference... 💕

oh gosh yeah I hope this is ok it’s super quick and dirty but this is how it looks down:

I usually eye ball it to be just be at her butt when I draw it down

(I hope this helps at all? good luck)

Icon Tutorial

My dear friend @morrisonjennifer​ asked me to make an icon tutorial, so here it is. I’m really bad at explaining, but I’ll try to make this right. Also, english isn’t my first language (therefore my PS is in spanish) so forgive me if something isn’t clear.

To get any of these:

You’ll need:

  • Photoshop (I use the CC version)
  • A screencap/pic (I prefer HQ ones of course)
  • Basic photoshop knowledge
  • A PSD
  • Patience

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Daily Dose of Relaxation

Originally posted by sensualkisses

Request: Hi! So I am currently super stressed out with school (and recovering from Bronchitis…) so I haven’t really been sleeping at all. Could you write a Peter Parker x reader where he has to pull the reader away from their homework and try to help them relax. Thank you! xx

Word Count: 712 

A/N: Written by Daisy 

Your name: submit What is this?

You weren’t sure how long you’d been sitting at your desk. Four hours? Maybe more. The last time you ate? You weren’t sure. It was almost eight and Peter was going to be over any moment. You hadn’t spent time with him in a while, so of course you weren’t going to tell him to stay home. But at the rate your homework was progressing, you were sure you going to be much to hand around. As you flipped through your biology textbook, you heard the doorbell ring and the muffled voices of your mom and Peter downstairs. A few seconds later, Peter shuffling up the stairs and a knock at your door.

“You can come in,” you called. Pushing yourself up from your chair, you stood to greet Peter. You couldn’t help but smile when you saw him. With his disheveled hair, glasses sliding off his nose, and a flannel clinging to his frame. You stood on your tiptoes with your arms outstretched, pulling Peter close to you.

“Hey Y/N,” he greeted, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

You took a step back, and gave him a small smile. “Bad news Peter,” you mumbled, motioning to your desk, “but it doesn’t look like I’m going to be much fun tonight.”

He shook his head, and launched himself on your bed, hands crossed behind his neck. “I can wait. I’ve missed you Y/N.”

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Not Yet

Originally posted by chrisandchips

Originally posted by riseabove-all

Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood

Based on Anonymous Prompt: Steve & reader: “Something’s between you and Wonder Boy is happening, kid. Are you two dating?” “Not yet.” “Yet? That’s pretty confident.”

A/N: Honestly, this fic has been mostly done for a while, I just could NOT figure out how to end it (I struggle with writing kissing, can you tell?).  Glad it is done and hope you like it.

Also, who can resist a flirty sparring fic?  Certainly not me.

Tagging @pleasecallmecaptain @mattymattymerduck @writingbarnes @kissofvenom922 @b-orderline @shamvictoria11 @callingmrsbarnes @barnes-and-noble-girl @coley0823 @redstarstan @badassbaker @phoebe-21-blog @marvelgoateecollection @palaiasaurus64 @melconnor2007 (It’s been a while, so let me know if you don’t wanna be in the tag list, it won’t hurt my feelings)



You hit the mat with a thud for the fourth time in a row.  You wince as you can feel the sore spots that litter your body, no doubt bruises in the making.

“You know, (Y/N), sparring works a lot better if you stay on your feet.”  You roll your eyes as Steve takes a step towards you, offering a hand.

You grin and reach for it, simultaneously sweeping Steve’s legs out from under him.  He falls forward, catching himself with his arms so that he hovers just inches above you.

“You’re right, Steve,” you smirk.  “Some types of sparring certainly work better when you’re on your feet.  Other types…”  You trail off, quirking an eyebrow.  Steve’s lips curve up into a smirk.  The air hangs in between the two of you as the two of you stay still, panting and staring at each other.

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-Pink Diamond-

Dogblr, we need to have a chat. It’s about something actually really important

Do I ask the groomer to paint their nails? If so, what colour?

Thank you for your valuable input also if someone is going through a shit time sending them kind messages of support even if you dont agree with their choices is an A-OK and nice thing to do. Almost as nice as helping me pick a  colour.

Would pink be overdoing it?

boyfriend! ong seongwoo
  • sings you to sleep
  • sometimes with cheesy ass love songs but sometimes with the pororo theme song fYL
  • “go awayyyyyyyyyyyy”
  • when he keeps poking your cheeks when you are trying to do work
  • :( :( “but you’re too cute”
  • you have to bribe him with kisses to make him stay away
  • but then you miss him and ask him to cuddle you
  • “you chased me away earlier just nOW!!!!” with a freaking cute puppy pout
  • you become T_T “i need your cuddles,,, i’m gonna dieeeeeeeee”
  • and he can’t hide his smile hehehe
  • “i’m never letting you go once i start hugging you!!!!”
  • tries to surprise you with breakfast but burns the toast
  • cheesy pickup lines
  • jump scares you when you come out of the room
  • and you accidentally smack his eye wtf
  • pretends to die and lie on the floor
  • lololol very extra
  • he forces you to compensate him with a thousand kisses
  • places your hand in his pocket when you are cold
  • or sometimes he just traps hug you in his coat n_n
  • you are just so smol compared to him
  • sulking when you get close with the wanna one boys
  • but obviously as joke!!!! he respects the fact that you are going to have friends of the other gender
  • has 101% faith in you but wants your attention constantly
  • “have you eaten????”
  • “i wish we could have dinner together ;;;;”
  • spams you with love emoticons when you are asleep
  • there was once you walked past this claw machine and pointed out that a soft toy was reaaaaaally cute
  • you didn’t expect it but seongwoo surprises you with the soft toy at your next date
  • turns out he went to the claw machine after the date at 12am and spent half an hour trying to catch it
  • and you realized it was freezing cold that night
  • your heart feels like it’s been drenched in honey
  • “seongwoo,,,,, it was so cold that night” T_T
  • “it’s no big deal~~~ anything is worth it as long as it is for you”
  • T_T T_T wah
  • you end up admiring his face when you wake up earlier than him
  • knows that you are staring at him but pretends to be asleep
  • ends up breaking into a huge smile wtf
  • “my favourite human in the world is obsessed with me~~~”
  • and you get all fluttery and shiz
  • always having his arm around you when the both of you are out because he feels the need to keep you safe
  • looks like a goof ball, is a goof ball but can be serious as well
  • asks you questions about how you think the future would be like
  • and he tells you that he cannot envision his without you
  • deep and intellectual talks at 2am just because
  • plays with your hair
  • learns magic tricks just to make you smile when you are down
  • sassy remarks flying everywhere
  • when you text him,,, and he’s like huh who r u to trigger you
  • worries for you especially when you go out at night
  • and he only sleeps when you call him after you reach home
  • you visit him when after his dance practice with food!!!!!!
  • and he hugs you wherever you go
  • lowkey showing your relationship off to the members
  • loves it when the wanna one members talk about how cute the both of you are
  • the wanna one members end up coming up with a million weird ship names for the both of you
  • does anything to see you smile
  • treats you like his bolster at night
  • tells you all about his day after schedules!!!!!!!!
  • he must hear your voice at least once a day if not he can’t sleep wtf
  • being on the phone with him and having the maknae line shout cute immature things into the phone
  • “seongwoo hyung is a bully!!!!!”
  • “seongwoo hyung keeps talking about you!!!!”
  • he throws a pillow at them and they are like “seeeeeeeeeee” :(
  • you are just dying of laughter
  • actually steals your fries but it’s ok you steal his food 2
  • shouts “i love you” across the road in public and you get embarrassed hehe
  • seungwoo is bff with daniel so daniel occasionally third wheels oops
  • steals your lip balm 2 and his lips end up so pink xddd
  • you wipe it off for him and somehow it becomes a make out session
  • will worry like mad when you are sick
  • feeds you porridge and tells you jokes
  • your heart eyes for him when he is dancing
  • and his heart eyes for you when you are smiling
  • oh wait actually,,,,
  • it’s just heart eyes 24/7 ໒( ♥ ◡ ♥ )७


boyfriend! kang daniel// boyfriend! hwang minhyun// boyfriend! im youngmin :-)

feel free to send in requests! school has started but i’ll try my best n_n

Come and Go

“Time isn’t the same once you’re dead,” Connor says. “It’s more like a Ghost of Christmas Past type thing. I’m here to, like, show you what could have been and what will be, you know?”

Evan does not know.

“I’m Jewish,” he says. “Or- I mean, technically I guess I’m probably agnostic but I’m culturally Jewish-”

“Don’t care,” says Connor. “God is fake. I’m dead and there’s nothing here.”

The Ghost of Connor Murphy has a pink rubber SuperBall and Evan has the chance to fix things. He just has to keep Connor from dying. It shouldn’t be as difficult as it is.

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