perfect man ever


“Well I deal in sugar, Sugar. And you’re the sweetest damn thing I’ve ever seen.”

Trust us Ostara, we agree 😍😍😍.


“you win if there’s a change in hyungsik’s face” ; part.1 ailee vers.
{ivy vers.}

I commissioned a modern Tarzan and Jane from the incredibly talented @punziella and here’s the final result!! I couldn’t be happier with it, it’s absolutely perfect and I just love it so so much I can’t stop staring at it, thank you so much Pauline!!

Castiel: Hunter in Training since 2012

anonymous asked:

OMG Jon pure rage when they killed Viseryon...he adopted them already as his children too, i'm dying. Also him seeing the WW aiming at Drogon and telling Daenerys to go because he wanted to protect them at all costs, i'm just...why so perfect Jon? Like for real, give to me a man like this lol

Yes, not only did Dany tell him that they are her children, but Jon felt an emotional connection with one of them. He’s been in awe of them since he first landed at Dragonstone and to see one of them get taken down in such an awful way made him PISSED.

His main reason for getting so angry was because of how hurt Dany would be. The first thing he says when he wakes up from a several day coma is an apology, asking for her forgiveness because the plan got one of her babies killed. Then when she says that they’re the only children she’ll ever have, his face lowers again. I read his expression as guilt.

LOL, and yeah, I need me a man like Jon too.

Clint: [about Tony] Listen, Steve, you better treat this man like a king. Because you, my friend, you found yourself the perfect man. If I was ever so lucky to find the perfect man, I’d give him flowers every day. And not just any flowers. OK? His favourites are orchids. White.
Clint: And breakfast in bed. Six slices of wheat toast, butter on both sides. No crust, the way he likes it. I’d be his shoulder to cry on and his best friend. And I’d spend every day thinking of how to make him laugh. He has the most amazing laugh. That’s what I would do if I were you. But I’m not, so you do it. Ok?


Happy 27th birthday to B.A.P’s humble leader. Happy birthday to the man who has given me endless amount of hope, to the man who has been the reason me and millions of others feel a sense of belonging. Happy birthday to our beloved angel, Bang Yongguk. Hopefully our great leader has the best day today, and every other day. 

My Perfect Psycho

Warning!- Killer! Au, Blood, Death, Dirty talk, Knife play

Genre- Smut

Group- Monsta X

Member- Shin Hoseok/ Wonho

Admin- Aussi

Shin Hoseok was undoubtedly beautiful. His body was tall and lithe, covered in smooth muscles that you could sometimes see over his shirt. His straight teeth were covered by perfectly plump lips. His ears dipped out slightly, slimming his already angular face. His jawline was naturally sharp, adding to his beautiful profile. His eyebrows were full but not overwhelming in any way. And god his eyes. They were formed half moons when he laughed or smiled, melting anyone who could see. When he didn’t smile they pointed up slightly, giving him a cat-like eye- not that I was looking at him, of course.

Hoseok was charming. With the help of one sweet smile anyone would comply to whatever he wanted- male or female. In no way was he pushy about it, he was kind and bashful when he asked favors.

Hoseok was powerful. With a slight tilt to his lips and a seductive look in his eyes he could make the most respectable person fall to their knees, begging. He didn’t even have to speak.

Hoseok was smart. Since he was young Hoseok had always been considered a genius. His IQ and problem solving skills earned him spots in articles and any job he desired. This fame didn’t make him slack however, if anything it only made him work harder.

You could say he was the perfect man, everything anyone could ever want. So why would a man who could have anything he desired at his fingertips in an instant be a killer? Perhaps it’s because a life was the only thing that he couldn’t have with total ease. Perhaps he enjoyed seeing someone look at him with something other than admiration. Maybe playing cat and mouse with the police gave him a sick satisfaction. Because he was too smart and needed a challenge- a game that allowed no room for mistake. Maybe his parents were abusive- or too nice. Maybe it was as simple as a dysfunction in the orbitofrontal cortex.

He was a co worker of mine but we had never spoken out of a respectful ‘hello’ while passing each other. I knew of him of course, it was hard not to when everyone in the office cooed over how untouchable and attractive he was. He was a very friendly person, talking to anyone who started a conversation. He never showed romantic interest in anyone in the office however, no matter who threw themselves at him. This only spurred everyone’s interest, hoping they could be the one to date the Shin Hoseok.

You can imagine my surprise when our resident untouchable was on a date with a girl, whispering closely into her ear as she flushed a bright red. I was intrigued at the thought of our ‘ethereal Adonis’ who hadn’t shown attraction to the world’s most attractive and rich people being on a date with a seemingly ordinary person. These thoughts were disrupted when I looked into his coal eyes.

It wasn’t admiration in his eyes or love. They were calm, cold, and collected. He was scrutinizing her every move, observing her like a lab rat. She didn’t seem to notice past his facade, however, far too busy fawning over his looks.

I turned away from the couple, stopping by a food stand and ordering a few things to eat at home. Work was hard and I was far to exhausted to cook and too hungry to skip dinner. I handed the woman my money and thanked her before walking in the direction of home. After walking for a few minutes I spotted Hoseok with his arm slung around his dates waist.

They walked for a while through the winding roads of my neighborhood, the girl giggling loudly. Hoseok paused by a street light and turned her to face him. She smiled brightly as he slowly leaned in to kiss her. Voyeuristic as it may seem, I couldn’t look away.

So there I stood, watching silently as she closed her eyes and victorious smile crept onto Hoseoks lips. He leaned in so their noses brushed together. Instead of his mouth, his hand covered her lips. The girl brows furrowed slightly in confusion as she began to open her eyes.

The way the knife tore into the soft tissue of her skin was as fast as lightning and smoother than I would care to admit. I gasped but quickly closed my mouth and hid behind a corner, hot tears welling in my eyes. I peeked back, my heart repeatedly slamming into my chest.

Her eyes and mouth were open wide as she attempted to scream. Hoseoks hands latched on tighter, muffling the noise. He quickly slashed at her jugular as she looked at him pleadingly.Her eyes slowly drained of light as she slumped to the ground, dead.

I couldn’t help but let out a loud sob, making Hoseok to jerk around. I dropped my food and bolted, hearing the sounds of his feet padding after me. I took the shortcuts to my house, running faster than I ever had before.

I unlocked my door, hands shaking badly as I darted inside. I closed the door quickly but quietly and locked it behind me. My hands reached for my phone, dialing 911 but hesitating.

Who would believe that Shin Hoseok was a killer? He would charm his way out of a police investigation or come up with an alibi. He was a genius. Tonight was a mistake on his part. He hadn’t looked around and the both of us were facing the consequences.

I threw my phone across the room, tears streaming down my face as I hiccuped. The scene played in my head like a record, blood splattering onto the ground. I darted to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet in time for my stomach to spill it’s contents inside the porcelain. I collapsed against the floor, weeping.

I put my hand over my mouth- much like Hoseok did to the girl- and screamed in anguish.

I walked into work, utterly exhausted from my lack of sleep and terrified at the idea of being recognized by the beautiful killer.

I walked briskly through the halls, trying to hurry to my desk where I was safe- well safer at least. A hand grasped my wrist and I jumped, freezing in place. A minute in the office and I was already caught.

I turned around to see Hoseok smiling curiously at me, “Why are you walking so fast?” He questioned, furrowing his brows playfully. Last night flashed behind my eyelids, causing me to flinch.

“I- I have a l-lot of work to do today and I drank lots of coffee so i’m jittery,” I lied, slowly pulling out of his grip. He nodded before smiling blindingly.

“Well have a good day!” I did my best to smile back at him. I muttered back that he should too and scurried away nervously. I was sitting in my cubicle, attempting to calm myself when my boss walked by.

“Are you okay?” He asked, resting a sweaty hand on my shoulder.

“I’m fine.” I gave him a pinched smile in return but he didn’t seem to notice. He gave me a pat on the back.

“I would hate for you to feel sick.” He added, looking sympathetic. I nodded quickly, hoping he could leave so I could bury myself in work. He sauntered to his office and I sighed in relief, slamming my forehead down on the wood of my desk.

I was sitting on the couch, attempting to engross myself in a good book when a knock sounded at the door. I stood up set my book aside before walking to the door and opening it, expecting a friend, instead peering into the dark eyes of Shin Hoseok. My eyes widened with shock but I composed myself, “Hoseok, what are you doing here?” I asked, faking a smile.

“You left your bag at the office and I thought you would need it. I thought I would bring it to you.” He explained kindly.

“Thank you.” I replied, taking my bag back. I moved to close the door but he wedged his foot in so I couldn’t.

“It’s rude not to even offer me coffee after coming all the way over here.” He said, frowning. I hesitantly opened the door and he pushed his way inside. I remained by the door for a minute before closing it reluctantly.

Hoseok was sitting on the couch when I turned around, waiting patiently for his coffee. I forced another smile before walking into the kitchen and beginning to make the coffee. It’s times like this I wish I had cyanide handy to slip into his drink. I knew for a fact that I couldn’t overpower the man or outsmart him. My only option was to feign innocence and hope would leave.

I poured the coffee into a mug and walked back into the living room. Hoseok looked up from his phone and placed it back in his pocket, “Thank you.” he said gratefully. I moved to set down the drink but my shaky hands caused it to spill slightly, the hot liquid stinging my hands.

Hoseok gasped, “Are you okay?” he took my hand in his own and observed it for burn marks. My heart fluttered slightly but I played it off as being nervous. It’s only to be expected while a devilishly handsome serial killer is touching you. I slowly pulled my hand out of his, cradling it slightly.

“It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt that much.” I assured him, sitting down in a chair. Hoseok frowned, taking a sip of his coffee. I licked my lips, hurriedly thinking of an excuse. His eyes followed my tongue, lingering on my lips for a second

“You seem very nervous. Am I scary?” He asked, tilting his head to the side.

“I haven’t had a guy alone with me in my house before. It’s nerve racking.” Hoseok took another sip of coffee. He stood up and circled the chair I was sitting in, pretty fingers trailing across the sides.

“I know that you know.” He whispered into my ear, plush lips brushing against the lobe. I bolted up from the chair and ran to the door but before I could reach it Hoseok slammed me into a wall, pinning my hands above my head, “That was rude.” he chided.

Fearful tears welled in my eyes, “I won’t tell anyone, I swear I won’t!” I promised. The man tsked in disapproval, his lips trailing over my neck and his breath tickling my ear. My breath stuttered at the close proximity.

“I know, Babygirl.” He said, kissing my neck. I held in the urge to moan, closing my eyes and soaking in the pleasure, “It wasn’t even hard to find out it was you. You brought the same bag you wore last night to work this morning and you were acting very suspicious. I decided to search your address and when I did I realized that you lived in the same area I was in last night.”

“I said I won’t tell anyone so just go.” I panted, heat pooling in my stomach. This was wrong- this was so fucking wrong. He licked a stripe on the underside of my my jaw and sucked on the skin just below my ear.

“You like this don’t you, Babygirl? Does being powerless like this turn you on?” Hoseok asked, nipping at my ear.

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