oversized glasses

got7 as girls

jackson: jacqueline
- the fun n’ sporty girl
- very thicc which makes other girls jealous
- says whatever she wants and when she wants
- is a queen and is forever unbothered
- blondie
- “I ain’t shit, I am THE shit.”
- dramatic hair flips
- flirts with boy and girls because she’s jacqueline
- girls are gay for her tbh
- defends the weak
- doesn’t really have menstrual cramps since she’s so healthy
- probably a feminist
- is still friends with everyone, even the fakes

jaebum: jasmine
- the scary but sexy girl
- pretty tall
- plays no games with anyone
- “If you touch me, you’ll lose a finger.”
- cares about her cats more than anything
- people are jealous of her
- men want her like crazy, the girls too
- goes against the gender roles
- long brown hair
- likes wearing makeup
- leather jackets and heels
- walks in a room only to get stares and for it to quiet down
- very strong both mentally and physically

mark: marcelina
- the quiet and shy girl
- girl next door type
- fluffy sweaters and oversized shirts
- hides behind glasses
- frail and fragile
- smiles and blushes a lot
- tries to avoid social interaction at all costs
- likes skateboarding on her own time
- is really goofy and fun when you really get to know her
- doesn’t trust easily
- likes to eat but hates school

bambam: bambi aka brittany
- the crazy chick
- really weird
- is a redhead atm
- constantly dyes her hair and wonder why she’s going bald
- never shuts up
- dabs and knows every single dance to exist
- is not ‘lady like’ like her family wants her to be
- closet can pay off someones rent for a year
- dresses very well
- eats too much to be that skinny
- “WhERE MY TITTIES??!”
- double b? more like double a. *ba dum tss*
- literally dies on her period

jinyoung: julia
- the ms. intelligent-independent girl
- sips wine in a silk robe while looking at the outside view
- girls can only dream of being her
- curled black hair
- very savage
- has coffee at local cafes
- university student
- reserved
- “Look here you broke down bitch, stop talking about me behind my back to your friends who’s the great value version of Chanel.”
- will use the force if necessary
- potterhead
- professional nerd

yugyeom: yasmine
- the dancing girl
- probably in Chicago for a dancing school
- loves dancing
- athletic body
- very tall and other boys hate it
- rises above everyone (literally)
- really kind and sensitive
- hates when people critique her dancing but uses it as a method to work harder
- Chris Brown enthusiast
- thicc
- cute but still sexy
- can also sing

youngjae: yvonne
- the most caring girl you’ll ever know
- girl power
- long wavy blonde hair
- flower child
- loves singing as her passion
- can’t be hated no matter what
- sweet-girl-from-church type
- not that innocent deep down
- cares too much
- pure
- likes to play the guitar to serenade her lover
- probably lives in California
- fights for equality

- circle glasses and t shirt dresses - “Hi guys~!”
I fucking love Girls!

I’m so fucking gay and I fucking love girls!!!

I love big glasses wearing, Oversized sweater wearing, Shaggy haired, nerdy girls!

I love round, gangly, long haired, short haired girls!

I love Girls with tattoos, girls with crazy birthmarks, girls with crazy scars!

I love Girls who’ve never broken a bone, girls who will never have good bones, and girls with oh so scary scars.

I like sad girls, sheltered girls, and girls who have never shed a tear.

I love so much the forest girls! The Ocean Girls! The girls who were made of stars!

Girls who were born Girls, and Girls who weren’t given that pleasure, and the girls that arn’t always Girls.

I just fucking love Girls soo muuchh!

Originally posted by shizukku

Originally posted by ratotax

Sun + Venus Aesthetics

Aries

Aries sun / Aries Venus: scraped knees, red lipstick, ripped fishnet tights

Aries sun / Taurus Venus: floor tickets at a concert, dark chocolate, combat boots

Aries sun / Cancer Venus: cuddling next to the fireplace, camping, woven blankets

Aries sun / Aquarius Venus: breathless conversations, red sunsets, cacti and succulents

Aries sun / Pisces Venus: getting lost in an unfamiliar city, driving in the rain, tired eyes

Taurus

Taurus sun / Aries Venus: classic rock, red long-stem roses, nose rings 

Taurus sun / Taurus Venus: bubble baths, daffodils, classic dark wash jeans

Taurus sun / Gemini Venus: bubblegum, crinkled-up laughing eyes, champagne

Taurus sun / Cancer Venus: pastel balloons, the moon reflecting on a lake, acoustic guitars

Taurus sun / Pisces Venus: bluebirds, getting caught in the rain, high waisted shorts

Gemini

Gemini sun / Aries Venus: lightning, laughing in the middle of a fight, stiletto heels

Gemini sun / Taurus Venus: mountain air, a perfect smile, wildflowers

Gemini sun / Gemini Venus: going out dancing, slapstick comedy, maraschino cherries

Gemini sun / Cancer Venus: pastel yellow sundresses, a worn out denim jacket, daisies

Gemini sun / Leo Venus: gold eye shadow, margaritas, long manicured nails

Cancer

Cancer sun / Taurus Venus: first kisses, baby pictures, vintage dresses

Cancer sun / Gemini Venus: strawberry milkshakes, blowing bubbles, old convertible Volkswagen bugs

Cancer sun / Cancer Venus: clover flowers, silver lockets, sunshowers

Cancer sun / Leo Venus: piano music, sunflowers, promise rings

Cancer sun / Virgo Venus: polaroid pictures, forehead kisses, silvery moonlight

Leo

Leo sun / Gemini Venus: golden retriever puppies, braided hair, orange cream popsicles

Leo sun / Cancer Venus: red wine, engagement rings, Valentine’s Day chocolate

Leo sun / Leo Venus: perfect winged eyeliner, gold jewelry, crushed velvet

Leo sun / Virgo Venus: cashmere sweaters, caramel popcorn, high heeled boots

Leo sun / Libra Venus: aviator sunglasses, palm trees, 80′s cult movies

Virgo

Virgo sun / Cancer Venus: freshly cut grass, crescent moons, flannel shirts

Virgo sun / Leo Venus: black coffee, thigh high socks, short bodycon dresses

Virgo sun / Virgo Venus: oversized sweaters, black framed glasses, old newspapers

Virgo sun / Libra Venus: windswept hair, coffee shops, lace stockings

Virgo sun / Scorpio Venus: black cats, crop tops, vinyl records

Libra

Libra sun / Leo Venus: lemonade, charm bracelets, gold tiaras

Libra sun / Virgo Venus: fairy lights, sparrows, a seedling just poking out of the soil

Libra sun / Libra Venus: cupcakes with pink frosting, designer brands, first dates

Libra sun / Scorpio Venus: converse high tops, smirks, amethyst 

Libra sun / Sagittarius Venus: private jets, tequila shots, seashells

Scorpio

Scorpio sun / Virgo Venus: Doc Martens, obsidian, stargazing on the roof

Scorpio sun / Libra Venus: strawberries, angel wings, sly smiles

Scorpio sun / Scorpio Venus: acid wash denim, vintage concert posters, things said in the heat of the moment

Scorpio sun / Sagittarius Venus: broken glass, chipped nail polish, beach bonfires

Scorpio sun / Capricorn Venus: werewolves, vanilla candles, smiling through tears

Sagittarius

Sagittarius sun / Libra Venus: bioluminescent beaches, quick kisses, flirting with a perfect stranger

Sagittarius sun / Scorpio Venus: crunchy leaves, wild eyes, losing baby teeth

Sagittarius sun / Sagittarius Venus: making people laugh, sneaking out, music festivals

Sagittarius sun / Capricorn Venus: the smell of smoke, old maps, iced tea

Sagittarius sun / Aquarius Venus: sunburns, the feeling of wind in your hair, sand between your toes

Capricorn

Capricorn sun / Scorpio Venus: thunderstorms, first love, the satisfaction of getting your way

Capricorn sun / Sagittarius Venus: sarcastic remarks, septum piercings, the “bad boy”

Capricorn sun / Capricorn Venus: crooked smiles, classic cars, cinnamon whiskey

Capricorn sun / Aquarius Venus: postcards, walking through grass barefoot, staying up until sunrise

Capricorn sun / Pisces Venus: foggy mornings, herbal tea, shooting stars

Aquarius

Aquarius sun / Aries Venus: exploring abandoned places, debates, laughing so hard you cry

Aquarius sun / Sagittarius Venus: spontaneous midnight road trips, borrowed sweatshirts, beanies

Aquarius sun / Capricorn Venus: ghost stories, fireflies, skateboarding

Aquarius sun / Aquarius Venus: hawks, ripped jeans, the irresistible urge to do something reckless

Aquarius sun / Pisces Venus: pastel hair, fairy tales, constellations

Pisces

Pisces sun / Aries Venus: black pearls, burned out matches, ferris wheels

Pisces sun / Taurus Venus: tide pools, the smell before rain, cotton candy

Pisces sun / Capricorn Venus: meteor showers, crystal-covered caves, daydreaming

Pisces sun / Aquarius Venus: crystal balls, watercolor paintings, Greek mythology

Pisces sun / Pisces Venus: hypnotic eyes, unconditional love, wild hair

My Professor. (1/?)

-Hanbin x Reader (Professor!Hanbin)

-1 | 2 | 3 | 4

-It was universally known that friend with benefit between best friends would be a chaotic ride from the start till the heartbreak of either one or both party. No one says anything about being in one with your dear professor…

-What is this? I don’t know what this is… hahahaha 🙃🙃🤔😏 Read it and decide for yourself. (then maybe let me know what this is haha…Sigh, I need help.)

-Rated M for language, mention of sex (secretly rated B for bullshit 😏)

-S/O to @7n13bang for being MVP AF for requesting and read through 2 (soon 3) novel sized pieces of my shitty ass writing. 

-M.List 

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Jolting awake from a sudden thunderous bang in the pin drop quietness of the lecture hall, you raise your head up angrily and stare up still in a daze. Your hands rub your eyes sluggishly to rid them of the leftover blurriness of sleep before trying your best to locate the source of the disturbance. Looking around the room, a few frustrating expressions pair with the scribbling sound of pencils on exam papers, you concluded that you had for once not slept pass the ending of the class. Finally, your eyes land on a boy 5 rows in front of you who’s nervously picking up his textbook, apologizing profusely to the 20 pairs of eyes glaring daggers his way.

Fucking Brian, always with his clumsiness.

A low grunt escapes your lips as you glare down toward the flustered boy nervously pushing his textbook underneath the ugly blue plastic chair of the rundown lecture hall with his foot. Now, normally you’re not so uptight that you’d be cussing someone out for an accident. It happens, especially during a high stress period like midterm week. However, what he did just now cost you one of the most amazing dream ever, or dirtiest… or maybe you need holy water kind of dream, depends on who’s talking. 

Dozing off in class wasn’t a rare occurrent for you. Math has always been one of those subject that comes to you without much struggle which leaves plenty of time for day dreaming about nighttime activities. Actually, what is a rare occurrent would be you attending class. Sign up for a late class, your best friend had said, it’d be easier to get to class since you’re already awake, he said. No chance of being late to class from oversleeping. Well he was right about the not being late to class part. You can’t technically be late if you never bother with showing up to begin with. What a load of bullshit. If anything, the tiredness built upon itself and by 4 o’clock, your body physically give up. Regret welcomes you in its cold embrace every single time you drag your feet across the grossly worn out, stains filled carpet of the 100 years old math building. If it wasn’t regret, it’d be the constant stress to your poor heart every time it creaks from the settling cold of dusk. You wouldn’t be surprise to see it completely in ruined one of these day. Honestly, how is the building even in function still. 

Having nothing better to do after finishing the exam early, you resorted to your usual activity during class time. As much as you enjoy the thrill of solving problems, sitting through a 2 hours lecture just isn’t your thing, even worse when there’s nothing to do after an exam. You lost count of how many people that had asked why you even bother showing up to class just to fall asleep 5 minutes into the lesson.

“Oh, they threaten me if i don’t start showing up to class, i’d get academic probation. Plus they say they’re considering kicking me off the cheer squad so you know, sleep here sleep at home… it’s the same shit.”

That was one of those lie you told so often it’s slowly becoming the truth. You could be strap onto a lie detector right now and neither will you sweat nor blink. What choice do you have but to deceive everyone. Plus, it’s not even that important of a lie, white lie even. If you told them the real reasons, probation would be the last thing you’d need to worry about. It’s not as if you can publicly declare your love for the hot professor. Actually, that in itself isn’t really the problem, 70%-99% of his students secretly mentally undress him during class anyways, boys and girls alike. 

Seriously, who wouldn’t. 

Being one of those genius kid that had everything figured out by the time they graduated high school, he’s barely even 4 years older than you with a Master and a Phd. under his belt with a fancy job at a prestigious university. Towering over most at nearly 6 ft, he pretty much stands out in any crowd. Even if his intimidating height doesn’t do its job, his impressive look will take care of the rest. Despite being a professor, he looks anything but with perfectly sculpted face, even better figure, and a fashion sense that shamed even models. He pretty much could be standing there reciting the phonebook and it’d somehow be interesting. 

The problem itself is that you actually acted upon your desire when the opportunities arisen a few months back. Well, that opportunity wasn’t just a simple heat of the moment thing but rather months of intense push and pull, suppressing and wanting to unleash a fury of unimaginable desires on each other. But let’s leave that tale for a later date. 

Staring up at the center of your deepest darkest secret, you muster up a sleepy smile when your eyes meet his. He had been busily grading away at his desk while simultaneously proctoring the exam before now, looking ravishingly stunning under the rare appearance of his oversized brown tortoise specs. A playful smirk rests upon your mouth without your knowledge, tongue breaching its barrier for a slow sensual meeting with the lower lip. He often wears contacts, only busting out the glasses whenever he knew he needed to get on your good side.  

You’ve never meant for this little preference to be made known, much less to Hanbin. Late night spend in his office in reality is much less exhilarating than what one would anticipates of a willing single lady and an open available man lock in a room, wee hours of the darkness with nothing else but the quiet cricket of night as companions. He had been on the 3rd pile of paper scribbling away furiously with a few disappointing sigh. It had only been the first exam of the quarter and already, stress bestowed upon the poor professor. His brows furrowed in frustration of where could he have gone wrong that resulted in such detrimental way to the class learning curve. A soft “God” slipped through his lips like the most dainty of wind rushing through the leaves. Your heart ached for the young professor blaming himself for the lack of the class. Seconds of sympathy turned into minutes of absentmindedly staring at how his hair no longer holding its shape but rather flopping over in evident of a exhausted long day. Even with the guilt of not being able to do more to help him coursing through your blood vessels, you couldn’t stop the primal calling of the pooling heat in between your legs. 

His svelte fingers rubbing his brows vexingly as his head twisted in discomfort. Judging from the amount of red blooming on the page, it had to be one of the stoner kid that’s even worse at showing up to class than you are. When he wasn’t nibbling gently on his knuckles, his teeth would be busy gnawing away at the redden abused lips, rolling and licking them to smithereens. You let your attention engulfed in the slight sheen on those high cheekbones, eyes lingering along the sharp jawline that had definitely had every girl in the department wishing they could trace them with their tongue. His jet black locks messily draped over the peeking undercut, no longer sinfully neat from the constant ruffle of his hand rummaging through in disappointment. A near moan-like sigh escaped your lips when his index effortlessly push the oversized pair of glasses up the bridge of his noise, tugging it gently by the end piece. Hanbin is undeniably handsome, that’s for sure. But God forbid how immorally good he looks with his specs on, playing into his part as a professor so damn well. Unknowingly, your legs less than inconspicuously crossed over themselves, clumsily rubbing hard knocking the underside of his desk a few times, begging for any sort of friction. All from the way his glasses framing his ethereal face so perfectly. You had been so lost within the mesmerizing view that you nearly lost your soul from the sudden rasp of his voice.

“Baby girl, what are you doing over there?” Checking in on you was something he had always done. Even grading get rough and tedious so you provide the right amount of distraction for a quick break.

“H-Homework…” You stuttered out in an almost incoherent mess, chest heaving, breaths steadily rising. Heart rapidly drumming against your ribcage out of shock.

“How’s that going?” He sighed, a slight smirk nestled itself on his lips.

“Uh-Uhm. Good!” You shamelessly stared at the busy man in front of you that was sparing you no glance. He continued with jotting down comments, circling mistakes.

“Are you working on art?”

“Huh? No. Physics.” For once, you wished for nothing more but for him to return to ignoring you, leave  you to your day dream. You whimpered pathetically, losing command over all your senses.

“Judging from the way you’ve been absentmindedly doodling circles on your paper, I’d have guessed it’s a kindergarten art assignment for learning shapes. But hey! What do I know, right?” Not even one single second spared. He didn’t even look up while cooly making his observation. “Then again, I could be wrong. I think your legs are busy doing something else though.” His tone remained as calm as ever. As if he was just making a passing comments on how pretty the night sky was, not the fact that you were pleasuring yourself off the jaw-dropping sight of him hard working. “Or should I teach you some anatomy lesson right now. We’ll start with picking up your slacken jaws off the floor…” Finally, that haughty, mischievous expression graced itself on his features, his eyes glanced upward just enough to witness all the color disappeared from your skin. 

“C-Can you blame me though? It’s late and I-we should be in bed by now” You somehow managed to still be the least bit sassy while throwing down your pen after the mortifying realization that he was right. Atop your free body diagram a jumble of scribbles and circles layered themselves in no particular order. Your hands immediately went to press down your awkward legs in hope of controlling your dampen core. You bit your cheek out of pure embarrassment, physically impossible to look his way. You must’ve looked so stupid drooling over him with your mouth gaped wide open while drawing random shit on your homework.

“Is that so? I did said you don’t need to keep me company when I grade exam. You can go home first…” Clearly amusing himself from watching you suffer, he quipped playfully.

“No… I’ll stay.” You insisted, wincing a bit from a particularly hard chomp against on your own lip.

“You’re way too distracted today. What is it? Is it because I’m ignoring you?” He halted his movement, right hand placed over his left matter of factly. You tried your best remaining still in your seat, eyes glancing around, sweating like a sinner in church.“Hmm, that’s not it. I’ve ignored you for weeks before when my folks came to town. I bet it’s not my clothes either. You’ve seen me in these slacks plenty of times…” You swallowed hard, fingers nervously tapping on your thigh. He eyed you up and down, inside out, left to right with an inquisitive note to his burning gaze. 

“Ah…” Like the devil had just thrusted himself upon the man lost in thought in the mere microsecond it took you to blink. A wave of indiscernible mix of ego and arrogance submerged him in its toxic lake, darkening the light in his star filled eyes with lust. You felt lost gazing in those blown out pool of brown, feeling its seductive calling drawing you closer to losing yourself. You tried to resist but like a spell bound fool, you found yourself wandering further into his embrace. 

The sudden shift in mood had you sinking into your seat as if it could somehow eject you out of the thick tension of the room that was overworking your lungs with harsh gasps. Curiosity burned away and contentment bursting out with life like a phoenix reborn from ashes, his eyes still following you closely, latching onto the way yours darted between the collar bones peek-a-booing beneath the unbuttoned collar of his disheveled button up and his face. An all too familiar grin spread across those plump hot lips of his, a smuggest of a smirk. 

“So. My baby girl got a thing for glasses huh… Why didn’t you said so in the first place.” He leaned back into his chair, legs spread wide as if daring you to perch atop them. With a swift motion of his finger, you hopped out of your seat and straight to his side as if you just won the lottery. 

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