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Song Inspiration: Million Reasons

Model AU

For @silver-note
Sorry for being a little late. Life’s been so busy lately and I just got time to write these out for you. I really hope you like them! :3

-Shouto and Katsuki work as models. They’ve run into each other a few times throughout their careers, but haven’t thought much of it. Both are very popular and are asked to do a photo shoot together.

-Shouto has always found Katsuki to be beautiful, in a rough-edged, savage kind of way. His pictures are always showing more skin than necessary and those red eyes burn straight through you. He grins like a lion about to pounce.

-Shouto’s pictures, on the other hand, are elegant and graceful: suits and ties, casual wear, bathing suits, he can make anything look good. People are in awe over his eyes and hair and photographers make sure to bring it out in their work with him. Katsuki pretends not to give a shit when he meets him for their shoot together. But he can’t stop sneaking glances at Shouto’s gorgeous, mismatched eyes.

-Their photographer is a new kid: Izuku. He is the opposite of the practiced professionals who normally work with Katsuki and Shouto. He’d awkward, dorky, and trips over his own feet. He’s supposed to be taking photos of the two for a fashion magazine, but he couldn’t be less fashionable himself: wearing an old jacket that keeps falling off one shoulder, round, red-framed glasses, and sneakers.

-Katsuki wants to walk out right then. Shouto thinks the photographer is oddly adorable though, and convinces him not to storm off like an idiot.

-When they start, they immediately can tell that Izuku is different from the others in more ways than one. Instead of sticking with what works, he wants to change things.

-He encourages Katsuki to tone down the crooked smirks and savage charm. Instead, he asks him to not even smile, to just look into the camera like he’s trying to tell the reader, come here. And it works. Katsuki growls and grumbles the whole time, but his own pictures come out looking like he’s about to come off the page and pin the reader against the wall. He comments this aloud and Izuku blushes. “R—really? I guess that was sorta what I was going for… I wanted to focus on your eyes a lot…”

-For Shouto, he doesn’t take the clean, graceful route at all. He messes him up. He has Shouto lay on his back, arms sprawled about his head, and tip his chin up slightly. Then he actually sticks his fingers into Shouto’s hair and tousles it (shouto shivers the whole time, but tries not to show it) Then he tells him to smile like someone just made his day.

-“How do I do that?”
“Your hair is very pretty, Shouto.”
And Shouto smiles like a fool, and it comes out lopsided, with a hint of teeth biting his lower lip, and he looks damn good.

-At some point throughout the shoot, Shouto walks over to Katsuki and asks him if he’s ever had such good pictures taken of him before. Katsuki grudgingly admits that the “damn nerd” did a pretty good job. “Not to mention he’s fucking cute. And he made you look fucking edible.”

-They come to conclusion to ask their sweet little photographer out to dinner.

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anonymous asked:

Hi!! Can you do a one-shot where naruto complains to sasuke on walking in on sasusaku making out which leads to sarada overhearing and asking both of them where babies come from leaving them both embarrassed to even answer??

I don’t think Naruto would hold back when it comes to embarrassing Sasuke, so I hope you enjoy ;D thank you for requesting!

“I’m only saying it so no one else sees it!”

“Dobe, I told you to stop,” Sasuke’s voice warned, but Naruto’s grin deepened. 

The red in Sasuke’s cheeks darkened the longer Naruto looked at his friend, and when Sasuke finally broke their line of sight, he began to enjoy the silence in the room. It was a mistake for inviting him over, especially with Sakura gone for the night.

“Just be more aware of where you’re lip locking,” Naruto muttered from under his breath.

Sasuke felt a wave of fury and a desire to knock the shit out of the dobe, but when a familiar voice chimed in, the Uchiha caught his temper and fanned it out.

“Papa? What does that mean?”

His daughter. 

Sasuke Uchiha’s precious daughter, standing firmly in the door way with her red framed glasses encasing curious eyes. He felt his throat constrict while his heart rate increased. All nerve in his body vanished while he stood over top of a grinning Naruto.

“What’re you talking about?” Sasuke opted for playing stupid. He straightened his posture and walked to his daughter. 

Sarada was seven now, the same age as Naruto’s own son. Her curiosity always got the best of her, and when a new term was bestowed upon her, she was always inquisitive.

“Lip locking,” she recalled perfectly.

Sasuke wrapped his single arm around around her back, lifting her to his eye level. He could feel his patience slipping.

Fucking dobe.

“Where did you hear that from?” Sasuke persisted. He knew that if he could work his way around this, both him and Naruto would be home free.

“Uncle Naruto said it!” Sarada insisted as her lower lip pouted out while fire flashed behind solid, black eyes. She looked like Sakura when she pouted, and for that, Sasuke couldn’t help but adore the fire in her eyes.

She wriggled slightly in his arm when Naruto’s voice chimed in, and it took everything in Sasuke not to throw curses at his best friend, insisting that the blonde quit talking and shut the hell up.

“Your parents were kissing, Sarada,” Naruto sat up, his hands squishing both of his cheeks in as he continued talking. “I caught them in the act, and making sure it doesn’t happen again. Lip locking leads to babies!”

The shock that went across not only Sarada’s face, but Sasuke’s as well, encouraged Naruto to continue. Sasuke placed his daughter on the floor again, causing her to run and settle her little arms lightly against Naruto’s knee. Her eyes held wonder, determined to learn more on the matter of ‘lip locking.’

Sasuke felt his nostrils flare while his darker eye dissolved to red. He could feel his calm composure fade, replaced with annoyance and a temper greater than Sakura’s herself.

How dare that dobe inform Sarada of this?

“Okay, that’s enough. Lip locking does not lead to babies, Sarada,” Sasuke intervened as he took his spot on the sofa. Sarada didn’t budge from Naruto’s knee, and the blonde’s smile faded, his sapphire blue eyes giving away that he was thinking of how to stoke the fire.

“Then how are they made, teme?”

Sasuke’s single hand found the bridge of his nose, pinching down tightly and rubbing the sensitive skin while his eyes squeezed shut.

This wasn’t happening. Sakura would kill him if she found out about this.

“It only happens when a boy stabs a girl with his kunai.”

Fuck. 

He couldn’t believe those words actually fell from his lips, and when his eyes looked to Naruto, the blonde’s face was twisting into such a hysterical feature, that Sasuke felt his eyes narrow.

Sarada, on the other hand, had her mouth gaping open while she balanced her weight on Naruto’s leg. She was absolutely speechless, her eyes wide with fascination.

“So that means you stabbed mama with your kunai?!”

Naruto’s laughter filled the room in an instance. The loud chuckling and watery eye blonde infuriated Sasuke, but instead of ripping the dobe from his place on the couch, and hauling his ass outside for an ass beating, he looked back to his daughter and sighed.

“Yes.”

“Did you hurt her?” Sarada continued.

“Tch, no! I’m sure Sakura hurt your dad though,” Naruto laughed out. 

“All right, party is over. Naruto, go home. Sarada, it’s time for bed,” Sasuke picked his daughter up once more before nudging Naruto’s leg with his foot - rather roughly in fact. 

“But-”

“Now,” Sasuke ordered, his eyes narrowed and lips pulling into a firm line. Naruto did as told, said his good byes to both Sarada and Sasuke, and left them alone.

Sarada’s beautiful, innocent eyes found Sasuke’s and when he placed a gentle kiss to her cheek, she smiled.

“Good night, papa.”

-

Sasuke found himself submerged in one of his weapons books while Sakura scurried around the kitchen. He could tell she was in a hurry, not only because of her quick pace, but with how clumsy she was being.

And it didn’t help that Sarada was underfoot most of the time. 

Their faint conversation was background noise to Sasuke as he turned the page, involving himself in new information on kunai knives.

“I know where babies come from, mama!” Sarada’s high pitched voice kicked in.

Sasuke felt his stomach turn, flip and roll while his body heat dropped instantly. Sakura’s voice only added to his sickening stomach, but when her eyes found their way to his, he lifted his book up higher, covering his single eye.

“Oh, yeah?” Sakura’s voice was now hoarse, dry and low.

“Yeah! When a boy stabs a girl with his kunai, they have babies! I’ll make sure to stay away from boys and kunai!”

Their daughter’s high pitched voice echoed through their quiet home now. It was a perish song, high and loud. Sasuke swallowed heavily before lowering his book slightly. 

He could already see Sakura’s emerald green eyes on him, filled with livid, molten anger.

“That’s great, baby girl. Who told you that?” Sakura inquired.

“Papa did!”

And just like their daughter, Sakura’s mouth was gaping open. Sasuke knew he was dead. He knew before that conversation even started, in fact, that he was dead when he told Sarada just how babies were made.

And although it was a lie, he wouldn’t go down alone.

“Naruto started it.”

Hellhounds

Happy Birthday @roxy-davenport! Hope you have a wonderful day! Much love from the Supernatural family!

“Y/N, get in here!” Your best friend Dean yelled from the bunker’s library. Tossing down the book you had been trying to read, you left your room, heading to the library with a curious expression on your face. 

Dean was standing in front of a table, his hands on his hips, his back to you. “What’s up?” You asked him as you walked into the library.

“Did you know anything about this?” He asked you, stepping off to the side. In front of him, on the table was a big box, wrapped in silky red paper. A black bow topped it off, with a card hanging from it. 

“Nothing at all.” You told him. It was true, it was your birthday, but you had kept that quite the secret, with Dean not even knowing.

“Well, why would there be a package here for you? It’s not Christmas.” Dean, being thick headed told you, just as Sam came into the room. “There’s another, smaller package on top.” He told you, and true enough, there was a black present on top. Reaching for it, you saw written in big red letters, Open first.

“It’s my birthday.” You admitted. Ripping the expensive wrapping paper, you peered inside the box, seeing a pair of red framed glasses. “Wow, someone got you glasses. What a great birthday present. And why did you never tell us it was your birthday?”

“I didn’t feel the need.” You answered, opening the card. Inside was a fancy script, one that looked vaguely familiar. ““Put on the glasses before you open your next present love.”

As you slid the glasses on, the big box started shaking, and what sounded like clawing came from inside. “What the hell?” Dean asked, pulling out his gun and training it on the box. “Can I shoot it?”

“Dean.” You sighed. “Let’s open it first.” Ripping open the paper, you were surprised when you saw a small pair of red eyes staring up at you. It was a small, fuzzy gray dog, with pointy ears and very sharp teeth. 

“I don’t see anything.” Sam and Dean both said at the same time.

“You won’t dumb asses. Unless you put on a pair of spelled glasses. It’s a hell hound puppy, bound to you. That way I know you will be safe on hunts. It’s not like I can trust these two blockheads.” Crowley said from the doorway, a glass of Dean’s finest whiskey in his hand.”Happy Birthday love.”

“Thank you Crowley!” You told him, not sure what to think of your present. Reaching in, you carefully picked up the puppy, surprised when it started licking you. “She is fully trained to listen to your commands, and only yours.”

“Just what we need. A pet. And we can’t even get a normal pet. It has to be a hell hound. No way.” Dean argued, staring at you, and your arms wrapped protectively around the puppy. 

“Dean, I’m keeping it.” You decided right then and there. 

With a grumble, he left the room, Sam following behind as he gave Crowley a weird look.

“So not that I don’t mind getting a present, but how did you know? And why?” You asked, as the puppy wiggled in your arms.

“I’m the King of Hell. I know a lot more than you give me credit for. And because I care about you. More than you probably realized.” He told you, gently cupping your cheek. 

“Well, it’s a good thing I care about you too.”  You answered, just before the puppy reached out and clawed Crowley’s fancy tie.

Happy Birthday from @katymacsupernatural!!

anonymous asked:

Doodle (glamorous-revenge)

Kate was sitting against the wall in a corner of the cave with her legs crossed, her left elbow set against a boulder beside her, and her head propped up against her fist. She was seemingly out cold as her eyes were closed and the red, metal frame glasses she rarely wore were a little crooked on her face. However, she merely dozed off after pausing in thought.

A sketchbook lay open in her lap, her right hand was covered in heavy smudge marks while lazily holding a mechanical pencil and resting against the paper. The page showed an image of Tamatoa on the ground with his legs buried in the sand.

Why does this book still own my ass [part 2]

part 1

  • Ari is actually noticeably shorter than Dante
  • Hugs from behind are gr9 bc Dante can comfortably rest his chin on top of Ari’s head and feel and smell his nice hair 
  • Ari and Gina end up being the same smol height (5'4’) but Susie just fucking shoots up to maybe 5'10 (these numbers mean nothing to me use the metric system please) 
  • Susie wears a hijab and Gina has very tight curly hair 
  • Ari is def stronger than Dante so in most cases he’s able to pin Dante down but when Dante manages to pin Ari down Ari just kinda goes weak and his limbs becomes jelly and just kinda melts under Dantes weight and doesn’t fight back much after oh mannnnnnn
  • -*stares at linette* beefCAKE
  • Sometimes he lets Dante win
  • A lot of times actually
  • What a fucking child Dante you’re a year older please
  • Dantes physical affection rubs off onto Ari and in time he starts kissing his parents on the cheek more often and Jaime/Santiago is the first to notice it but doesn’t really object to it or say anything
  • Dante gives those super jovial and tight hugs that completely envelop you (he is big and with a broad back I’m sure he would wrap you up) and sometimes lifts you off the ground bc hes taller and  sometimes he just tackles I love how uncensored he is (giant golden retriever)
  • Whereas Ari’s hugs are the slow kind that you melt into like youre being consoled and warmed from the inside and he slowly brings your closer to him as the hug progresses and he presses into the person and the other person nuzzles their face his hair bc he’s got very nice hair
  • [yes those are from that post i drew that post]
  • They both really suck at dancing tbh like they think they’re good bc they don’t dance with other people but one night when they do go out with gina and Susie to dance or party they look like complete idiots oh my God
  • And Gina and Susie just slowly back off
  • “I’m sorry who are you I don’t recall coming with you???”
  • No amount of good looks can save you Dante
  • Dantes Cathedral classmates like to tease Ari (all good hearted) bc Dante probs never shut up about him before they kissed and probably didn’t after
  • Dante can’t grow a beard lmao his facial hair is so shit
  • And sometimes he takes it personally bc what if he isn’t macho enough by Mexican standards
  • Ari can grow a decent beard but probs keeps or clean shaven so Dante doesn’t feel bad
  • DANTE WEARS GLASSES BIG RED FRAMED GLASSES ( THANKS ANDIREE)
  • Soledad used to be a swimmer [probs despite her parent’s protest] before Sam and a few years after Dante was born.
  • She sounds rlly stubborn and headstrong from how she upped and left her family [probs dante got that too that lil shit]
  • She also wears big bifocal lenses those thick thick ones
  • That’s probs where Dante gets his closeness to swimming from
  • They probs go clean up aunt Ophelias house during the school holidays and they discover all the weird shit
  • And Ari starts to sniffle and tear up
  • He swears its the dust but Dante knows its a lie and just holds him again
  • They stay there while cleaning up bc driving back to El Paso probs takes too long and dante never actually keeps his promise to drive 
  • (maybe he doesn’t like cars I wonder why)
  • he just sleeps [i think someone else had this HC too]
  • Aris hair is actually lighter than dantes hair like maybe a chestnut brown, just a shade darker than his own skin compared to dantes almost black hair
  • Aris leg scar becomes less sensitive to touch but he still winces out of habit when something grazes him
  • Dante has scars from being beat up
  • Over the years they get a lot more scars bc theyre reckless and stupid and their bodies become an album of all their adventures together (ty izzy!)
  • THEY ADOPT CHILDREN
  • Dante really enjoys sleeping on Ari (when the weather isn’t too hot) he likes listening to his breathing and the warm and everything
  • Even when they’re so close together Dante needs to be closer
  • And not just his chest ok sometimes he just drops onto Aris legs and falls asleep how annoying
  • Ari likes Dantes big sweaters and keeps taking them and returning it when they don’t smell like him anymore
  • “Ok you’ve worn it long enough it smells like you I want it back”
  • It’s not even the detergent that Soledad uses its Dantes smell whatever the fuck that is
  • His /musk/
  • And when Soledad gives him a sweater as a gift he makes Dante wear it for the smell again
  • Dante (secretly) likes brushing Aris hair??? Sometimes he braids it when Ari isn’t paying attention to piss him off
  • “I’ll shave your head if you don’t start doing this yourself”
  • (a very empty threat bc beautiful hair and Ari being his little che guevara)
  • Ari rebuts “that’s my mum’s job” in an attempt to make it awkward
  • This was the boy who replied “one night my parents had sex” when asked where he came from
  • Liliana is thankful that someone brushes her son’s hair bc it would be a fucking mess if he was left alone
  • You know what was popular I the 80-90s
  • Crop tops
  • u know who probs wears crop tops
  • both of them
  • When Dante walks he always has a slight bounce and always seems to be walking to a beat and Ari just loves that about him he’s so full of energy and life
  • And likes to jump around places like from 2 steps down or across a curb
  • On Aris 21st dante serenades him with LA BAMBA
  • GUITAR AND EVERYTHING
  • Ari gets so red its incredible
  • They instinctively hold each other a lot everywhere like the hands the arm shoulder the clothes sometimes their bags.
  • More often Dante than Ari
  • Ari regularly tells Dante that he can’t fight for shit and that saying fight me means people will actually fight you
  • Ileana comes up somehow probs bc Gina blabbers and Susie is like oh fuck but in the nicest way possible tbh
  • Aris neck is very sensitive 
  • And Dante knows this 
  • You know where I’m going with this
  • Thigh hickeys 
  • Ye
Hot Chocolate Kisses pt. 4

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<– Part 3 | Part 5 –>

Genre: Fluff/Angst
Pairing: Jongdae x Reader
Wordcount: 3308
Warnings: Lots of fluff and Jongdae being a soft flirt
Notes for update: 25
A/N: Ahhhh things are coming your way guys <3 let me know what you think!!!!


Your pov

So next week Thursday you found yourself standing outside a coffee shop that was close to school. It was somewhere off the busy street, and Kris had had trouble getting you there. He wanted to park the car and walk you, but you’d refused. So you used your crutches down three streets. Gladly, nobody recognised you with your facemask on and your hair hidden under the hood of your coat.
It was cold outside, and you stood there by the door, your backpack slung uncomfortably over one shoulder, and your crutches to lean on. Your fingers were going numb as you waited for him to show up. It was time already right? Had he stood you up?
“Oh my god, y/n! Why are you still outside!” Jongdae jogged up to you, breath blowing little clouds into the air. His face was flushed and he was wearing a red beanie and black framed glasses. The first thing he did was hug you, and it took you by surprise, stilled you. His warm skin against yours that was red with cold. “You could’ve waited inside for me. Come.” He pulled lightly at your bag. “This looks uncomfortable.”

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