so stressed out and no idea why

The Types in College

ENTP: overall a good student but they go out every Friday night to drink away their pain and get wasted – regrets it each week but will not stop until they feel like their life is going somewhere, never takes anyone’s advice

ESTP: they don’t look as dead inside but they’re the deadest inside, probably only passing their math classes because they make their friend tutor them once in a while, they act stupid but they really arent tho

ENFP: Asks all their friends to teach them things because they feel like asking the teachers will make them look bad, most likely to openly have a mental breakdown during class every other week, will get far in life if they stopped procrastinating

ESFP: They were getting ready for this since freshman year of highschool. They were preparing themselves. They truly, honestly were. But somewhere along the way, they lost it. What did they lose? yes.

ENTJ: mastered the superiority complex face four years ago and somehow they just keep improving it, gets through their classes easily, thinks college is chill (actually not haha psyche that’s what they want you to think)

ENFJ: Started to consider dropping out of college back in high school, probably more interested in the fine arts classes, lowkey scares everyone but they dont realise it and they get genuinely surprised when people tell them that they’re kinda scary

ESFJ: They used to be one of the top students in high school but they became a little better than mediocre in college due to stress stress stress, really self conscious, poor thing pls show them warmth in this cold cruel world

ESTJ: Often seen as the leaders during those dreadful, wrenched group projects and their group almost always gets the highest score. Wants to become a dictator but those weren’t the options

INTP: They treat college like highschool, but like a really hardcore highschool. Sure, they can get the studying done easily and (somehow) get pretty good grades but everything else is like climbing Mt. Everest. “Okay but how do you expect me to go out there and–and BUY things?? Why did they think leaving me alone was a good idea. I’m so malnourished”

INTJ: mental breakdowns every other day that last like ten minutes, sits in the front of the classroom, sort of a teacher’s pet but not in the obnoxious way yknow man they just wanna get through life successfully

ISFP: Average by day, dreamer by night. They’re doing fine so far but whenever they have free time, they plan on how to escape from civilisation and build a cabin in the middle of the woods in Alaskan wilderness. Stress free and hey! no diploma necessary

ISTJ: they sit in the middle of the classroom and aren’t really seen studying (ever) but somehow pass with a grade that’s better than half of the class, they’ll go days without shopping and binge shop whenever they do

ISTP: Only raises their hand whenever they come up with a smartass comment to piss off the teachers but the teachers cant get rid of them because other than that they’re [ISTP] actually good students, goes on backpacking trips during free weekends to get away from everyone

INFP: Probably failed their first year because they really, genuinely, had no idea what the shit they were doing, needs to be reminded of what to do next all the time, intelligent but lazy

INFJ: The really approachable one who probably wants to be a biology teacher and everyone loves them as a student teacher. Reeaallly popular but not in a bad way and they probably have sparkles trailing behind them wherever they go

ISFJ: Nobody knows who they are, never raises their hand during class, always tired even though they get more sleep than the average college student, puts in the most effort and gets along fine but not socially

Long Lasting Lies [p.p]

Originally posted by dailymcugifs

Title: Long Lasting Lies
Fandom: MCU/Spider-Man
Characters: Peter Parker x female!reader, Ned Leeds, May Parker, Michelle, mentions of Tony Stark,
Warnings: mentions of cheating on a partner, description of mugging, mild swearing
Word Count: 3,343
Requested: No, this is just me having major Peter feels at the moment due to me seeing Spider-Man: Homecoming last weekend
Blurb: You, Peter Parker’s girlfriend, have noticed that Peter has distanced himself, and have caught him lying on multiple occasions. When you confront him after being saved by Spider-Man, you are unaware that his excuse is only another one of his lies.
A/N: I have been super busy with exams, school and other personal things, which is why I’ve been so absent, but I’m hoping to update more frequently now that they’re over but I can’t be sure! Remember, I live in Australia where the school year ends in December so we’re only on winter break at the moment. ALSO I ONLY PROOF-READ THIS ONCE I’M SORRY IT’S LITERALLY 1:33AM DON’T KILL ME

Disclaimer: not my gif

[Y/N] = your first name
[L/N] = your last name 

The first time that Peter Parker lied to you was over the phone. You had just gotten ready for the date you had both planned as a post-midterms celebration when the familiar tune of your ringtone graced your ears. At the sight of Peter’s Caller ID, you had managed to grin before picking up. 

“I’m absolutely starving, Parker.” you greeted, taking a seat on your bed and tucking your left leg under your right. “You better have made reservations at the pizza parlour because you know how busy they can get on Fridays,” you added, and when Peter said nothing, you raised an eyebrow. “Peter?” 

“I’m here,” he assured you since it sounded like he wasn’t present in the conversation at all. “I’m here, sorry,” Peter mumbled his apology before taking a deep breath, one that you could hear even over the phone.

“Are you okay?” you inquired, immediately noticing the edge in his voice. “What’s up?”

“I’m so, so incredibly sorry that I’m doing this to you,” was what Peter chose to lead with. “But I can’t make it tonight.” 

For a moment, you the nervous feeling in your stomach turned into disappointment, but you shook it off quickly, knowing that there was always a good reason for Peter’s cancellations. “That’s okay. What came up?” you asked. “Is everything okay?”

“Everything’s fine, don’t worry about it.” something about the way Peter was speaking — perhaps it was the way his usually nonchalant voice seemed strained — made you immediately come to the conclusion that he was lying to you. 

“Peter,” You began slowly, putting a smile on your face, knowing that this would make your voice sound less worried than you truly were. “If there’s something going on, I’m not going to hate you for telling me. I’d really rather know than, well, not know.” you paused, giving Peter a minute.

“It’s nothing, I swear. Just some emergency stuff came up with Ned and I really have to be there for him is all.” Peter lied so smoothly that you almost believed him, but the waver in his voice when he swore he was telling the truth was enough to expose his fibbing.

“Alright,” you allowed yourself to frown. “Well, I hope everything’s okay with Ned. Let me know what happens when you can, okay?”

“Of course, love you!” and with that, Peter hung up the phone. You were sat on your bed for a moment, phone pressed to your cheek before you realised that he was gone. You lowered your phone onto your bed and sighed, glancing around your room, digesting the conversation you had just had with your boyfriend. Things with you and Peter were still relatively new, going on roughly five months, but you had known Peter since the beginning of high school, which was over a year and a half ago. In this time, you had really gotten to know Peter and his quirks, including what he sounded like when he lied.

Deciding that you still deserved some sort of post-midterms treat, you reached for your phone again and dialled Michelle’s phone number as you pulled off your black lace-up heels. 

“Hey, Y/N.” Michelle greeted you, her voice slightly more vibrant than usual. “I thought you were going out with Peter tonight?” 

“I was,” you confirmed, getting to your feet and comfortably pacing your room. “He just cancelled though, so I’m all free! I was wondering if you might accept a stray into your Friday night plans?” you asked hopefully. 

“Well you know how I feel about taking in strays, everyone’s welcome,” Michelle continued your banter. “Actually, Ned and I were just going to get something to eat so why don’t you join us?” This made you frown.

“You’re heading out to eat with Ned? Like, right now?” you questioned slowly, letting it sink in.

“Yeah, we’re on our way out, but we can totally meet up with you! Ned scored us a table at that pizzeria that we all like by promising that we’d be there in at least twenty minutes. Are you up for that?”

You paused. “Yeah, totally.” you agreed. “I’ll meet you guys there. And Ned’s good?” you asked, making sure that you weren’t imagining things.

“He’s pretty jazzed that midterms are over and his deteriorating test-stress has finally been demolished,” Michelle said, and you heard Ned loudly protesting over the phone. “We’re all good. So we’ll see you in twenty?” 

“See you then.” you agreed before bidding Michelle farewell. You hung up and frowned, the idea that you had about Peter lying confirmed. If there was an emergency with Ned, why would he be going out for pizza with Michelle? Suddenly, the combination of your lace camisole top, skinny jeans and leather jacket seemed a little too dressed up just to get pizza with Ned and Michelle. Going on a date with Peter allowed for the camisole and heels, but dinner with friends didn’t seem like it needed as much special effort. 

Frowning, you stripped off the leather jacket and began to rummage through your closet in order to find a replacement for the camisole, choosing a Nasa t-shirt — which you were certain belonged to Peter — and pulled that on instead. You opted for a pair of old sneakers and pulled the jacket back on before grabbing your bag and phone heading out the door to meet your friends.

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I like the idea of spark bond thats

Like you can be aware of your partners emotions and general thoughts.

But also consider

One half is tapping along to the song stuck in the others head

Being able to feel/watch over a sleeping partner if one stays up and wake them if nightmares happen

“Gosh darn it now I’m craving that thing too!”

Being able to coordinate attacks wordlessly

One thinking of something goofy making the other crack up when they have to be serious and then they’re like “oh no bad time bad time!!”

One kicking the door down and bursting into the room with balloons/food or smthing like “WHOS SAD?!?!?? NOT ON MY WATCH!!!!”

“When is the last time you slept??” “ I don’t know??”

Naughty stuff. Enough said about that.

When one is sick and the other is commiserating (hoo boy when both are sick. Whinefest two thousand and whatever)

Keeping a good secret about a present but hen accidentally blowing your cover and your partner is “you got me WHAT???” And everyone around you is confused

Looking at each other and cracking up due to an inside joke

One giving the other strength if they have to do something stressful so mental cheering “you got this, you’re so capable. Etc”

“That’s a great idea!!!”“I know right???”

Being able to talk things out more thoroughly because they can feel the others reaction “oh goodness I didn’t mean it like that I’m sorrryyyyyy”

Mentally being able to take notes on what your partner’s favorite things are and why they like them


Idk more cute stuff if you can think of something but I really like this kind of thing

I am proud to say that I’ve successfully drawn every single armour set in The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild!

  1. Gerudo
  2. Zora
  3. Desert Voe
  4. Ancient
  5. Hylian
  6. Snowquill
  7. Barbarian
  8. Stealth
  9. Climber
  10. Radiant
  11. Rubber
  12. Flamebreaker
  13. Soldier
  14. Wild
  15. Tingle
  16. Champion
  17. Dark
  18. Fierce Deity
  19. Hero
  20. Sky
  21. Time
  22. Twilight
  23. Wind
  24. Phantom

Here are the individual drawings if anyone is interested:





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Gabriel: wait so let me get this straight
Gabriel: in moments of tremendous stress, you look at a picture of me for emotional comfort?
Jack: I…yes? Doing this reminds me of the important things in life such as family, friends, love…
Gabriel: …
Gabriel: lol bro that’s so gay
Jack: …
Jack: Gabe, we’ve been married for twenty years.
Gabriel: that’s still super gay.
Jack: …
Jack: this is why your division got suspended.


Reaper: so you dropped this picture of me, you, and Ana during our last fight.
Soldier: 76: …
Reaper: do you still look at this when stressed out?
Soldier: 76: …Well, I did until I dropped it obviously.
Reaper: …
Soldier: 76: …Don’t you fucking dare -
Reaper: bro
Soldier: 76: NO -
Reaper: bro that’s -
Soldier: 76: Gabe I swear -
Reaper: bro that’s SO GAY.
Soldier: 76: …
Soldier: 76: …so why do you still have it?
Reaper: …
Reaper: uh see I can explain


Enjoltaire FallenAngelAU HC that Grantaire has this tattooed on his body somewhere (because he liked the idea of a useless-but-for-a-single-use letter) and when Enj sees it he is very uncomfortable because a) why does the mortal have that does he KNOW?! and b) it’s kind of…intimate? Like it kind of makes it look like r….belongs?? with enjolras??? somehow??? like getting his mortal name would have been less personal than this (submitted by @she-s-a-shy-one)

Enjolras is legit so stressed? Like?? Out of all the tattoo designs Grantaire could have picked, this is the one he chose? Why? Did he figure it out? Did he figure Enjolras out? He can’t even imagine what happens to humans who figure out angels are walking in their midst! What if Grantaire gets smitten, gotten rid of because he knows too much? What if angels erase his memory?

“Your tattoo,” Enjolras asks once, trying to keep his voice steady, “what does it mean, why did you get it?”

Grantaire shrugs.

“It’s like the Cyrillic equivalent of the  👀 emoji I guess.”

ziggy9911  asked:

Just curious on how you approach composition and perspective. I feel as if sometimes I think too hard, not really about what to draw but how to draw it and make it look interesting. The comic panels you have been doing are amazing. Any tips/references on improving my knowledge of composition and perspective? What do you think about as you lay your pencil on the drawing paper? what goes through your mind?

*STANDARD DISCLAIMER* I’m not handing down life lessons or trying to assert that there’s a ‘correct way’ to draw. I’m just trying to make perspective more approachable for thems that want to tackle it.

Okay. Let’s do this.

1. Understand what perspective is and what it’s for. Stay away from rulers while you get comfortable.

Everyone struggles with perspective because 1. it’s not well or widely taught and 2. artists tend to see linear perspective as a set of rules rather than a set of tools.

Linear perspective is a TOOL we use to create and depict SPACE. That’s it. That’s all it is. Your goal is not to draw in ‘accurate linear perspective.’ Stay away from the ruler and precision for as long as you can. Your goal is to create the illusion of three-dimensional space on a two-dimensional surface. Perspective is just a tool to help you construct and correct that space.

2. Know in your bones that you can ONLY learn to draw in perspective through physical practice. There is no other way.

Grab some paper and draw with me. If you match me drawing for drawing you will be more fluent in linear perspective and spatial drawing by the end of this post. Unfortunately if you don’t, you won’t be.

3. Sketch around in rough perspective. NO RULERS.

So let’s make some simple space. let’s start with a two dimensional surface…

K. We have a flat, 2D surface. Let’s create some depth by putting a vanishing point in the middle, and having parallel lines converge towards it. Make a gridded plane inside that space.

Good. Let’s make that space meaningful by adding a dude and a road or something. (Again, parallel ‘depth lines’ will converge into the vanishing point along the horizon)

And now we have the rough illusion of some space. I didn’t use any rulers, and it’s not perfectly accurate, but we got our depth from that vanishing point right in the middle of the page. And since we have a little dude in there, we’ve got human scale, which allows us to gauge the size of the space we’ve created. Gives it meaning.

You need people or cars or some recognizable, human-scale THING in there as a frame of reference or your space won’t mean much to your viewer. Watch. We can make that same basic space a whole lot bigger like this:

Same vanishing point in the same place, completely different scale, and a totally different feeling of space. Cool, right?

3. Sketch around in rough perspective MORE. STAY LOOSE.

See what sort of spaces and feelings you can create with vanishing points and gridded planes on a post-it or something. Super small, super rough. Feel it out. Pick a vanishing point or lay out a grid in perspective, and MAKE SOME SPACE. Do it. Draw, I don’t know, a lady and her dog in a desert. I’ll do it, too.

Good job. LOOK AT YOU creating the illusion of space! This is how you’ll thumbnail and plan anything you want to draw in space. All of my drawings start this way. I think about how I want the viewer to feel and then play around with space and composition until I find something that works.

Once you have a sketch you like, and space that you feel, THEN you can take out the ruler and make it more accurate and convincing.

4. Draw environments from life.

I cannot stress this enough. Draw the world around you, try to draw the shapes and angles as you see them, and you will ‘get’ how and why perspective is used. Use something permanent so that you’ll move fast and commit. I usually use black prismacolor pencil.

You’ll learn or reinforce something with every drawing. I learned a lot about multiple vanishing points from this drawing:

Learned from the receding, winding space I tired to draw here:

Layered, interior spaces:

You get the idea.

Life drawing will also help you develop your own shorthand and language for depicting textures, materials, details, natural and architectural features, etc. Do it. Do it all the time. Go to pretty or interesting places just to draw them.

Take a second and just draw a quick sketch of whatever room you’re in.

5. Perspective in formal Illustration: apply what you’ve learned.

1. I always start with research. For this particular location I looked at Angkor Wat.

2. Once I had enough reference, I did a bunch of little thumbnail sketches with a very loose sense of space and picked the one I liked best.

3. Scanned the thumbnail and drew a little more clearly over it. Worked out the rough space before using formal perspective.

4. Reinforced the space with formal perspective. I dropped in pre-made vanishing points over my drawing. If I were drawing in real media here’s where I’d get out the ruler to sketch in some accurate space.

5. Drew the damn thing. Because I do my research, draw from life, and am comfortable drawing in perspective, I can wing it. I just sort of ‘build’ the ruins freehand in the space I’ve established, keeping it more or less accurate, experimenting and playing with details along the way. I erase a lot, too, both in PS and when drawing in pencil. Keeps it fun for me.

And that’s what I know about composition and perspective. If you want more formal instruction on perspective and it’s uses, you can use John Buscema’s How to Draw Comics the Marvel Way. Or If you want to get really intense about it, Andrew Loomis can help you.

-Jake Wyatt

Pancakes and Protection // Zach Dempsey

Hey loves. This is imagine is requested by @fuckkoffcourtney I hope you all like it! 💖 Happy reading.

Request: Boyfriend zach comes over to readers house because her parents were gone celebrating their anniversary and her brother clay is still home obvs and he goes downstairs in the morning to see his sister and zach bein all cute and super domestic and making breakfast together and he wants to be an overprotective brother but he can’t because they’re too cute so he just sits down at the table and smiles because his sister is happy and that makes him happy

Warnings: Fluff and curse words


Readers POV•

My eyes fluttered open as I heard the sound of light snores in my ear. I looked at my surroundings and realized that Zach and I fell asleep on the couch watching movies last night. His arms were tight around my small body as the sun beamed in from the half opened blinds.

I tried to get up but he wouldn’t let me. His grip got tighter as he whined.

“Noooooo stay here.” He pouted as he rubbed my shoulder.

“I’ll make pancakes for us if you let me get up.” I smirked. If I knew anything that would get Zach up it’s pancakes. That’s his weakness.

His eyebrow quirked up and he let go of me. I got up and stretched then walked to kitchen. I heard a low yawn and footsteps trailing after me.


“Get away from me with that!” I laughed while inching away from Zach, who was holding a spoon with pancake batter all over it. He quickly grabbed my wrist and twirled me into him, taking the spoon and smearing the batter all over my face.

“Zachary Dempsey i’m going to murder you!” I squealed, punching him in the shoulder lightly. He chuckled and then wiped my face off with a paper towel.

“Oh be quiet, you love me.” He remarked.

He was right about that. It was times like this where I felt the happiest. Thankfully enough my parents were on their annual anniversary trip, leaving the house to Clay and I for a whole week. Bless up. Instead of being that teenager who throws a party once their parents leave the driveway, I invited my goofball of a boyfriend Zach over. And that’s better than any party in town if you ask me.

I walked over to the stove and flipped the pancake on the skillet, revealing its burnt side.

“That one is for you Dempsey.” I laughed while sprinkling mini chocolate chips onto the pancake. His muscular arms wrapped around my waist as he rested his head on top of mine.

He chuckled and I continued to make the pancakes as he traced circles on my hips with his thumbs.

“How do you manage to ruin the first pancake you make?” He laughs. I slap his thigh and we both started laughing. It doesn’t take much for me to smile when i’m with Zach, just being around him can make my day.

Clays POV•

I woke up to the sound of a bunch of giggling and squealing…and the smell of chocolate chip pancakes that happen to be my favorite. There was a familiar deep voice echoing through out the house and I knew exactly who that voice belonged to. Zach Dempsey. Knowing that a guy like him is dating my sister just makes my stomach turn. I didn’t want to get up and see his face. But the smell of the pancakes tempted me. I needed to keep a close eye on them anyway.

I slid out of my bed and slipped a pair of sweats over my legs and crept outside my room.

The laughter gets louder and the aroma gets stronger as I get closer to the kitchen. I rested my body against the door frame of the kitchen as I watched Zach and Y/N cooking. His arms were wrapped around her like he was afraid to lose her. This was the first time i’ve ever seen them cuddled up and truly changes my perspective of their relationship.

Normally I would ruin their alone time or try to convince Y/N that he wasn’t right for her, but now I know why she blocks out everything I say. He cares for her almost as much as I do.

He showered her with small kisses and looked at her with a sparkle in his eye that was almost impossible to fake. Maybe Dempsey was good for my sister. I took a deep breath then walked to the table and sat down. “Morning guys!” I smiled.

Readers POV•

“Morning guys!” Clay smiled. I smiled back and so did Zach. “Morning Clay.” We both said in unison.

“Well the pancakes are almost done so Zach go sit at the table i’ll go put them on the table right now.” Zach went to the table and sat with Clay.

A short moment after I brought he pancakes to the table. I sat the plate of pancakes in front of the guys. “Pancakes for my two favorite guys in the world!” I said, seating myself at the table. The rest of the morning was filled with laughter from all of us, even Clay. I think Clay is finally accepting my relationship with Zach.


I know I say this at the end of every imagine I do but I really think that this one wasn’t very good at all. I have complete writers block right now and nothing good is coming from that. I’ve been a bit stressed out lately and frustrated and I think I could’ve done way better on this but I didn’t want to keep you guys waiting. On the bright side I have 3 more imagines coming up that will possibly all be posted before Monday! Hopefully my writing gets better by then. I hope you guys enjoyed reading this. My request box is STILL open so if you have anything you wanna know or any imagine ideas feel free to put them in there. Thanks for reading! 💖

(Gif isn’t mine!)

Originally posted by knightlley

Dating Modern!Edmund in High School would include:

• First off, you guys probably met on the debate team and hated each other’s guts.

• It was when you two were set up to work on a project that you really bonded and somehow familiarised yourself with the fact that you liked him.

• He kissed you at the state championships after you guys won, and you didn’t give a shit that you were standing in front of about a hundred people.

• You guys meet up after school to ‘study’ at your local library. You were kicked out two weeks later when the librarian found you making out in the non-fiction section.

• You would tease him about his reading glasses, but found it hot.

• And he knew so that’s why he wore them.

• In a test, you would always try beating each other with your final scores.


• When you guys had a free period, you would usually find an unoccupied class and well….you get the idea.

• When either of you has a problem with a teacher, the other goes to back them up and the teacher just gets downright intimidated.

• You both proof read each other’s assignments and if there are any grammar mistakes, neither of you will let it go.

• “Hey, Ed?”

• “Yes, love?”

• “Remember that time when you spelt jurisdiction wrong-”


• If Edmund finds you in the hallway, he’ll wrap his arms around you for a brief moment and kiss your shoulder before taking off to his class.

• When he’s sitting beside you in class, you’ll hold hands underneath the desk or he’ll have his hand on your knee, drumming his fingers whenever he got bored.

• You won’t easily get jealous of girls trying to flirt with Ed, because you know it annoys him more than you.


Summary: You ask your best friend to help you study for the midterm but you get a little distracted.

Pairings: Park Jimin/ Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 1.5k


It was the weekend before midterms and you were stressing like crazy. You had an decent grade but you were never a great test taker. You had to pass these exams or might as well drop out of college.

Your best friend who you met at the beginning of the semester had pretty good grades so you basically begged him to help you. You almost had all the same classes so he had the same tests to study for so why not.

As you entered the library you noticed that a lot of students had the same idea as you. All the tables in the open space were full and no sign of your friend, but knowing him he probably be in the farthest corner of the room so it was extra quiet.

You made your way through towering aisles of books as you reached the back corner. You saw Jimin already with his book open and notes scattered throughout the table. You liked it back here, it was quiet and pretty enclosed so there was hardly anybody.

“Jimin.” You jumped next to him trying to scare him. You saw him jump, followed by a glare. You heard people from the other side of the aisle shh you.

“You know we’re in the library.” He raised his eyebrows at you.

“Oops.” You sat down next to him.

“I can’t believe you dragged me here on a Saturday.” Jimin glared at you again but you can tell he had sarcasm behind his eyes.

“I’m sorry…I need to pass and you’re the only person who can help me.” You pouted while leaning your head on his shoulder.

The friendship between you and Jimin was confusing. Funny enough when you first met him you weren’t attracted to him. You always thought he was good looking but for some reason you never thought once about being in a relationship with him.

The thing is for the past few weeks you started having feelings for him out of nowhere. Everything he did was attractive to you, the way he laughed, the way he smiled, the annoying way he pushed his hair out of his face, just his whole appearance. And it just wasn’t some innocent crush, it was more sexual. Sometimes when you studied together you paid more attention to his concentration more then your own. Watching him lick his lips when thinking about a problem would sometimes cause you to daydream about things that would make you wet. And worse sometime you would even find yourself touching yourself just thinking about him.

He never showed any interest in you so you had no idea how he felt about you. He was always a flirt especially with you but that was his personality.


For the past hour, he was going over different formulas to remember for trigonometry. “These are your notes? No wonder you don’t understand.”

Math was always your worst subject, so let’s just say you had the hardest time paying attention.

The bad thing was that you chose to wear a skirt today, dumb idea on your half. “(Y/N) focus.” Jimin looked at you. You tried to stay focus but your eyes kept wandering down to his tight jeans.

“You okay?” Jimin followed your eyes as you quickly looked back up. He gave you a confusing looking. Maybe he didn’t notice.

“Yeah. I just don’t get it.”

“Maybe if your eyes were on the book you would understand.” He teased.

You were speechless from his words. He has caught you.

“I’m sorry…I’m trying.”

Another ten minutes of the same problem but you eventually got it.

The next formula definitely had your brain bored. You started tapping your legs as your eyes wandered again down to his crotch. When your hormones were acting up sometime you forgot where you were. Your hand started to brush over his thigh, just resting there.

He stopped talking to you looking down at your hand. He didn’t seem confused or weirded out he just smirked.

“You know we are in the library.” He spoke causing you to snap back to reality.

“Sorry I thought I was touching myself.” You pulled your hand back.

He threw his hand over his mouth trying not to laugh, he’s the real pervert in this friendship.

“Not like that pervert.” He couldn’t stop laughing.

“You touch yourself in the library?”

“Yeah all the time.” You said sarcastically.

He finally stopped laughing. “You can touch me if you want.” At first you thought he was joking but he was looking through his notes with no emotion.

You still stared at him confused as your hand brushed over his thigh again. He smiled into his notes when your hand got closer to his sensitive area. At first you thought he was having a kick out of this but you noticed the visible bulge through his jeans. You started to rub the area as your hand held your head up on the table.

You could feel him getting harder through his jeans. You noticed his breathing quickened as he bit his lip. You smiled as you watched him squirm.

Just then you pulled your chair out slightly to slide under the table. You saw him lean back into the chair.

“You’re fucking crazy.” He laughed.

You grabbed the zipper of his jeans and he unbuttoned them. He lifted off of the chair for a second so you could pull down his pants only enough so he was exposed.

You grabbed onto his length and started pumping him underneath the table. You were feeling wet yourself from just looking at his member. You imagined he would be big but seeing it in person was sending you chills down your spine.

Your pumping became faster as the pre-cum was dripping from his tip. You never imagined you would be the cause of this. You finally put your mouth to his part sucking the tip slowly.

You heard him moan under your touch. “You know we are in the library.” He held in his laugh once more looking around to make sure no one was around.

He tilted his head back enjoying the pleasure as you bobbed your head up and down. “Jimin….your making it too obvious your getting a blowjob.”

He lifted his head back up and looked down at you with his mouth open in pleasure.

He put his hands on the table reaching for the pencil to finish writing his notes. Your rapid speed along his length was making it impossible for him to sit still. He was letting out cute quiet moans making you wet.

“Fuck.” He leaned back in the chair again not being able to control himself.

“Jimin.” You smirked as you licked up along his length teasing him.

He tilted his head back again as he grabbed the chairs arm rest. His tip was cherry red, you knew he wouldn’t last much longer.

“(Y/N), I’m gonna c-” It was too late as he squirted into your mouth. You cleaned up his swollen member, licking every last bit of cum. He watched as you slid your thumb across your bottom lip, cleaning the juices.

When you slid back up into your chair, he got up grabbing your hand leading you to the last book aisle where it was darker. There was no one in site as he stopped in front of the book ladder. He turned you around so you held onto the ladder as you felt him lift your skirt up and slide your pantie’s down.

Before you know it he was pushing into you from behind immensely. He grabbed a hold of your waist as he thrusted into you desperately. His rapid pace was causing a pause in your breath. You held on to the ladder so tightly your knuckles were turning white.

“Jimin.” You moaned.

“Shh….we’re in the library.” He whispered.

You leaned your head down on the ladder as he pounded into you. You could feel the pleasure stirring up in your stomach. You felt Jimin’s pace slow down but his thrust became more needed, rocking into you to feel every part of your clit.

He held on to the ladder above you to try to steady his movements. You tried to hold in your last moan as you hit your climax. You felt him lean in closer to you as you felt him squirt into you once again. This time it felt more bliss. You felt his breathing on your neck as he passed through the orgasm. You gasped as he pulled out of you.

He stepped back to buckle up his pants again. You caught a glimpse of him zipping up with a smirk. The site had you feeling wet all over again. You pulled your panties back up and pulled your skirt down. When you looked up you noticed him stepping closer to you. You felt the books behind you as he emerged his lips with yours. The kiss was sweet but dirty at the same time.

Damn he was a good kisser.

“Next time we are studying in my room.” He pulled your hand leading you back to the table.

“Maybe we should leave just in case someone heard us.” You giggled.

He smiled kissing you. “Your room or mine.” He smirked.



Wrong Brother (Fili X Reader)

Originally posted by cozy-lovelyness

Request for @thealbersclan   Hi hi hi!! Love your stuff!! Could I please do a request?? How about reader x Fili. Fili wants to get reader a present to show his affections and he is unsure if reader likes him. He has no idea what to get her so Kili tries to talk her up to get ideas. Reader Gets the wrong idea and tells Kili she’s not interested in him(Kili) and she actually likes his brother! ❤️  

Authors Note: FOR @thealbersclan SO SORRY this took so long, I’m in the middle of exams and have been stressing out. But I did promise I would get this done, so I’ve taken a break from studying to finish this. Hope you like it

Word Count: 1,254

Fili was a Prince. Heir to the throne of Erebor. A member of the First Company who reclaimed the mountain from a Dragon, for crying out loud! So why did he find this so difficult? Was it just not meant to be? Why did her heart seem so out of reach?

Fili sighed loudly and his shoulders dropped slightly as he maneuvered his body to rest more comfortably in the tree. Yes, you heard correctly, Fili was currently perched in a tree, waiting for his brother to walk through with (Y/N), the young dwarrow that had stolen his heart.

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anonymous asked:

Can I just say, I feel like I'm the only one that's extremely irritated with the whole moving theories? Like it's great if they are but in all seriousness, there's a lot to disprove them moving, specially right now with everything going on(vaca). And moving is something serious, not some secret project that doesn't have to be acknowledge right away like moving would. Why the fuck would they be so hush hush over moving? There's no need to?? And dan said he's redecorating his room SOO... no move.

fair enough. idg why it’s the foundation for so much discourse to be honest. if they move they move if they don’t they don’t. they inevitably will eventually bc they’ve said themselves that the house is too small for all of their things. so it’s rly more a matter of “when” and that seems v uninteresting to me overall to be frank

edit: since yesterday i’ve been thinking about the wholly inadequate answer i gave to this ask. not only was i a bit condescending in my response (and i want to say sorry about that bc i didn’t intend for my tone to be laced with so much judgment … of course it’s valid to be interested in if/when they’re moving and think about what it could mean for them,) but i also didn’t even really respond to the question that this anon posed and i feel really bad about it (which is also why i realized i should probs log off and not try to answer much else, since i was not in a great place to be thinking about this stuff.) 

i do want to try and respond better tho to the question of why dnp would “be so hush hush over moving” (though i apologize in advance since u said you’re feeling irritated by the moving theories. this is a full on explanation of all the evidence that supports that theory.) the first point i want to make is that i actually don’t think they’re really trying to keep it hush hush. they’re obviously not outright stating that they’re moving, but dan especially has made several allusions to that notion over the last few months, many of which seem to have been forgotten in the overall discussion happening in the fandom right now. there were all of the needing storage mentions of course, and then the explicit statement in that january live show that “getting more storage” was definitely on the agenda for 2017. that could obviously be an innocuous statement, but with dan’s extensive knowledge of phandom discourse, the chance seems slim that he didn’t know that “getting storage” was being used as a way to talk about moving. then there were all of those subtle mentions about how long they’ve lived in the flat–i think on 2 or 3 separate occasions dan brought up that he couldn’t believe they’d been there for 5 years now. there was also the mention that he wants a new piano, and that that was something he would do this year. again while it’s possible he meant getting a new piano in this flat, he’s also stated in the past that the piano has been in that apartment since it was constructed and it just seems more feasible to accomplish that goal in a new place? and he also stated in january that after filming a lot for dapg, the early part of 2017 would be dedicated to “life things.” and, finally, with respect to yesterday’s live show, if they’re really trying to keep this some enormous secret dan would’ve tried a lot harder imo to hide the absence of the wirrow painting and the shit on his bedside table. or he would’ve waited until after the tuesday live show to get the stuff moved. or he would’ve canceled the tuesday live show altogether, especially bc he had a pretty solid excuse in being swamped with pre-travel preparation (he even made it seem like a possibility that he wouldn’t stream today during the joint live show last week.)

generally, i do think there are a number of reasons they would want to keep it mostly secret (the pressure from millions of people openly speculating about it, drawing conclusions from it, expressing their heartbreak bc of their emotional attachment to their current flat, etc. seems like an incomprehensible stress on top of the already stressful process of moving.) but i also think it’s important to note that they’re not really trying very hard to eliminate speculation on it either. in my opinion, they seem more like they’re attempting to lowkey prepare people without outright stating it so that no one who is seriously invested in them and their personal matters (aka the ardent live show watchers) can truly claim to be shocked or surprised when it happens. i mean, just look at their tags here on tumblr rn–if they were aiming to keep it “hush hush” i would say they miserably failed. if, however, their goal was to tell people subtly without confirming it outright,, then they clearly succeeded.

overall, since dnp have always been people who seem to make every decision and statement with so much premeditated thought, the easiest explanation of all of the past statements i’ve listed (and yesterday’s very pointed “you could say i’m relocating it … one could say” …. like rly if he’s aesthetically rearranging his current bedroom why that sketchy “one could say” addendum? it makes literally no sense in that context) is that they’re moving. i also don’t understand why it seems like such a ‘reach’ to people. they’ve lived in that flat so long. they’ve talked about needing more space for so long. it just seems very logical to me on every level that two people with their level of intertwined living and their financial capacity would take this relatively chiller time in their professional lives to do something about their struggle w too limited space, the annoying loudness of their street, their leaky gas pipes, their overbearing landlord, etc. etc. and “see if there’s a better way to live” (also dan’s words from earlier this year, in case ppl forgot) 

in short, all of these things seem to make at least a reasonable case for them moving (and moving soon), and  all of dan’s talk about aesthetics and new backgrounds for his videos, plus asking viewers to send him “palettes,” are easier explained, imo, as just a bit of (adorable) excitement around the upcoming process of redecorating in a new place. he’ll still need to think about how to arrange his furniture and what sort of decorative pieces to add to his background in this hypothetical new place, obvi, and he never explicitly said the words “i’m redecorating this bedroom that i currently inhabit.” moreover, that they’re moving and some of their stuff has already been packed away explains all of the sketchier elements of the show in a much cleaner way. for example, why was dan’s excuse for using his phone that the mouse to his “laptop” was dead? do they not have batteries? do they not have other computer mouses in their house? (they do. like at least 2 if not more.) why would not having a mouse, if that was even true, necessitate him sitting on his bed with his phone? why not use his laptop? or if that’s broken too, why not use phil’s laptop as he has done before? using a phone seems like the most inconvenient solution, and sitting on the bed with that phone seems doubly inconvenient. like, let’s say all of the other tech is packed away for their trip or dead or broken and his only option really was his phone … why did he choose to sit on his bed? something he hasn’t done in a live show in literal years? something that is so clearly uncomfortable? wouldn’t it have been easier to sit at his desk with his phone leaned against something? and then obvi why the weirdness with the painting? why the empty bedside table? also, why will phil be unavailable to do a live show until the 25th if the aus convention ends the 15th and, by dan’s own words, they’re coming home before going to florida? 

i really think the simplest explanation to all of these things is that his room is being emptied and he didn’t want to show us, they’re in the process of moving some stuff out, maybe all of it, so that they’ll be totally relocated in the coming weeks. i think the notion that he was talking about rearranging his room makes much less sense bc then he would’ve just directly said “lol i’m rearranging my room right now and i need ideas and also that’s why the painting is gone.” there was literally no reason for him to be so weird and unclear about it. that they’ve been house-hunting and packing shit up would also account in large part for their apparent busy schedules and stress over the last few weeks. it would account for why dan has made so many allusions to being tired (rmmbr “i’m so tired … i don’t know why … actually i do know why”?? rmmbr him clarifying at one point that he was “physically” tired??? hmmm.) 

obvi everything is speculation at the end of the day, i could be totally wrong on all of this and dan might just be a crazy person who says random misleading shit for kicks, but i guess overall i’m just a bit confused why the idea that they’re moving is being treated like some sort of outrageous tinhat theory when: 1. there have been so many signs pointing to it 2. it just makes sense for them at this stage of their lives, and 3. they’ve seemingly not tried super hard to hide it either. 

how bangtan members relieve stress
  • Namjoon: goes to the roof of their building, puts in earbuds, and acts out music videos to songs he listens to
  • Yoongi: sleeps or produces
  • Jimin: he has no idea how to relieve stress since he can’t stress-eat so it all just kind of builds (but then says he’ll start relieving his stress by hitting Hobi)
  • Jungkook: he doesn’t know when he’s stressed or not??? (to which Jimin says this is why Jungkook is everyone’s enemy damn son)
  • Tae: used to meet up with his old friends and talk to them about their lives and his problems but is too busy so he just calls now
  • Hobi: also sleeps but looks at their collections of toys (probs his bearbricks) and that calms him somehow because they’re organized nicely???
  • Jin: doesn’t get stressed, or if he does he gets over it after five minutes (Hobi is jealous of this) (x)
undiagnosed autism at school

- welcome to Bullying™. you can never leave

- everyone hates you and you don’t know why

- you are disappointing your parents. you have no idea how, but you know you are

- people keep taking you on as a pet project

- you spin between “academic genius” and “profound special needs” daily

- a lady takes you out of class to play with blocks and answer mental math problems. the reason why she does this is never explained

- why is everyone so mean?????? to you? to each other?????? does not compute

- you try to be funny. you fail. spectacularly.

- it feels like the whole world wants to kick your ass

- “stop that filthy habit [that comforts you in times of stress that you don’t even realise you’re doing]”

- fuck


minho-gon-dibidibidis  asked:

*is now your child* legit found your blog and have been reading everything the past 2/3 hours ( h e lp) I lOVE IT! Could I request SHINee trying to draw/in the process of drawing? 💙💙💙💙

i saw you binging my posts and i was like helloo baby!!!! reading through took 2/3 hours??? holy crap i’m flattered ^///^ i did mixed mediums i hope that’s okay!


  • drawing a circle should be relatively easy right??? he knows what a circle looks like 
  • why doesn’t his hand want to cooperate?????
  • the first few pages of his sketch book are just filled with weird loops 
  • until finally he did it, the perfect circle with no tools 
  • key: *looking on* dude what even 
  • onew: LOOK AT MY CIRCLE 
  • key: have you just been warming up for the entire hour we’re supposed to be drawing that bowl of fruit
  • stares lovingly at his circle, it’s so beautiful he’s going to frame it 


  • just mixing his oil paints on his palette and the colors are just so pretty
  • not actually painting anything but his palette is a gorgeous array of pastels 
  • eventually he runs out of room and starts using his canvas to mark his colors 
  • all of his paints are open and he has streaks of blue and green all over his hands and hair bc he keeps swiping at his fringe to get it out of his eyes
  • v protective over his palettes like do not touch them bc he will smack you with his towel which is also covered in paint (exhibit a: taemin with his new shirt dappled with orange bc he thought it’d be funny to fingerpaint with jong’s colors / tae: the stick figures on the wall weren’t worth it jk they so were oil paint comes out right??) 
  • will watch other people wash their paintbrushes bc the water turns pretty colors too!!!!!!!!!! 


  • charcoal gets everywhere omg this was the worst idea why did he pick this 
  • he rubbed his hand the wrong way on his sketchbook and it smudged and he screamed really loudly in his head and stopped moving for like a solid twenty mins (jong: i don’t think he’s breathing) 
  • his hand is still gripping the stick of charcoal 
  • onew quietly replaced it with a hb pencil and flipped the page for him so the stress doesn’t actually kill him 
  • shinee basically waited around for him to unfreeze patting him and saying things will be okay 
  • vows to never EVER use charcoal again 


  • picked printmaking 
  • currently using v sharp tools to carve out stencils 
  • so focused, the most focused. 
  • he and the x-acto knife are one 
  • and he points it at anyone who comes close bc “IT’S A SURPRISE” (jong: omg i was just curious (yeah~~~~)) 
  • his table is littered with stencils he’s deemed “not worthy” 
  • he made a little sign for his not worthy pile to shame them 
  • shinee: water you making 
  • minho: *brandishing a t-shirt* i made matching shirts for us!!!!!!! be excited!!!!! it says shinee world V!!!!!


  • watercolor~~
  • honestly he wanted to do more fingerpainting but jong won’t let him near his paints anymore so 
  • paints blues and pinks onto the paper, holding it down so it doesn’t curl up, and dabs (minho/onew: *dabs*) tissues on it to make clouds  
  • he swipes a streak of color on each of the members’ faces and dances away 
  • key was this close to getting him back but realized last second that he should probably not stab the maknae with a pencil 

literally minho adamantly wanted to make t-shirts i could not make him pick up a pencil/brush  

Trini getting so excited whenever Billy talks about something he likes and inputing questions, genuinely curious to learn more. Sometimes, when he doesn’t tell her what a certain device does, she just decides to toy with it and see if she can figure it out herself. (She rarely does before Billy is yelling at her to not touch a certain button or move a certain wire)

It stresses Billy out sometimes, but it makes working on his inventions so much more fun, especially on the days when Trini is there when he starts a new project and inputs her own ideas.

“Wait, so what does this button do?”


“What? Why not? Billy, c'mon just tell me what it does!”

“Trini if you touch that button, the whole place is gonna go boom. Tri- nO STEP AWAY TRINI!”

“The whole place?”

“The whole place.”

That just sums up how Trini and Billy ended up with grass stains all over themselves and Candace Cranston running out into the backyard in nothing but a robe, staring blankly at the 10 foot diameter circle Billy’s latest invention had put in her ground.

Also he starts to teach her breadboarding and code, but finds out Trini knows almost eight coding languages fluently. She’s never seen any of the codes he’s written for his inventions, so she’s left in awe trying to figure what they do. She knows breadboards like they’re the back of her hand, so one day he leaves one hooked up to his computer with a code waiting to be run. 

Trini gets super excited because she’s never seen the coding behind all of Billy’s amazing work and decided to run it. What she doesn’t know is that Billy has over a dozen of Breadboards laying around, and when she runs the code, more than half of them start letting out this whistling sound. She stops running the code, which doesn’t work because Billy did something that only allows the circuits to stop running if they’re disabled manually.

Trini’s left bewildered trying to figure out which ones are going off and which ones aren’t, disabling them herself as fast as she can. Billy thinks it’s hilarious (he apologizes of course) and then let’s Trini play around with all of his different coding programs as he finishes up one of his prototypes.

B-baby? ~ Donatello x Pregnant Reader

One shot: Yes
Request: Yes
Can you do one where the reader finds out she is pregnant, and when she tells them, they just freeze up and it scares her so she leaves thinking they don’t want her. They eventually find her, apologize and say how happy they actually are. I would say with Raph or Donnie 2014-16 turtles. I don’t know if this would work or not; just an idea :).
Requester: fyreball66
Turtle version: Tmnt 2014/2016
Word count: 1587

Originally posted by t-raylodytello

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anonymous asked:

Headcanon I thought about when I saw some of your hinny stuff on ig: Ginny comes home from quidditch practice all sweaty and gross and in a tank top and short and Harry sees her and like dies??? Because she real hot lookin like that. Oo and her hair is all tousled and she's just being buff and Harry turns bright red about it!!!

Ok, so I’ve had the same idea once. I don’t know why I haven’t drawn it yet. I can totally see Ginny getting home just like you said. but she’s stressed and annoyed and hating everything because the practice went terrible. she then falls on the bed, so tired she can’t move a muscle. Harry is all cute, with pretty beard, nice hair, just got out of the shower but he gets closer to her without any problems. she says "do not talk to me, I’m sweating like a pig and I’m about to hex someone. you don’t want to be the first of the list" but he would obviously start kissing her because “you said nothing about not doing this” - it would be NSFW of course because why not

First Kiss: Jeno


We’re nearing the end of the series, holy shit jdnfsh8dtbdyhs7at okay I thnk you can tell that I was running out of ideas at this point lmao. I hope you like it!

Originally posted by 1aeyong

this^^ is adorable holy shit

  • Jeno is so attractive I’m literally dead Jesus Christ
  • Am I glad that SM are actually dressing the Dream members as their age lmao
  • Anyway!
  • You and Jeno wouldn’t have had your first kiss together until you had been dating for at least a month
  • Both of you were still very young and in no rush to heavily commit to a relationship nor did you want to mess one up and have the stress of getting over it
  • That’s why you both agreed to wait until you kiss one another yes I know it sounds like they’re making a big deal out of this but it’s thEIR FIRST KISS OKAY LET THEM BE CUTE AND FLUFFY
  • I think everyone can see that Jeno is a chill guy, he takes life very well and he’d have a comfortable and reassuring aura
  • You’d be similar in this way
  • And although you both were like this, your feelings for one another were the opposite - they were crazy and excitable and if you hadn’t had this much self control in you, your emotions would’ve taken over and probably screw things up in the process
  • Your first kiss with Jeno would be partly spontaneous and partly not - you were expecting it to happen soon but not like this
  • Jeno finally had a free day and had decided that he was going to bring you to the seaside for a date
  • Everything was meticulously thought out from him
  • He brought towels, water, sun cream, money for food when you were there and had literally googled which part of the beach would be ideal for your date
  • Your heart skipped a beat, when you met down there, watching at he clumsily carried multiple bags of goods across the sand
  • Surprisingly, it was very very quiet and the sun was beating down upon you
  • Honestly, you weren’t too fussed about going to the beach
  • Of course, it was nice and pretty, but you didn’t find it as fun as Jeno did
  • He was literally like a child as soon as he arrived
  • Throwing the bags down, he greeted you with a wide grin, sighing happily that he was in his favourite place with his favourite person
  • You giggled as Jeno ran out in front of you, stretching his arms out and turning his face towards the sin
  • He whirls around a couple times, spins in the soft sand, arms outstretched, until he keeps over and collapses
  • Grinning, he looks up at you: “I remember you telling me how you used to do this when you were younger! Try it, Y/N”
  • His voice was breathless but light and happy, pleased with himself and the fact he remembered such a small memory of yours 
  • You smiled fondly at him, impressed at how he could remember that and blushing as a result
  • He stands up again, grabbing your hand and pulling your forwards, making you drop your small bag onto the ground
  • Jeno laughs and isn’t shy to hurl himself round in circles until he staggers, screaming and crashes into the sand
  • Scanning the beach briefly for anyone who might be watching and judging you, you shrug and spread your arms
  • You turn slowly at first, then faster and faster, until it’s out of control
  • The world seems to spin away and your feet lose their hold on the earth and you squeal, stagger and stumble
  • The ground shifts and comes up to slap your back and head, leaving you to rest in the sand
  • You lie there as the world continues to spin round you, and you remember why you found this so find as a child
  • It made everything go away, until there’s just you, your head reeling and your heart thumping
  • Real life churns on, the earth tilts, the sky dips
  • You hear a loud thump on the ground next to you, the sound of Jeno falling and tripping over his own feet to the ground
  • You try to grab handfuls of sand to get a hold of yourself, but the grains run away from your fingers and you fall back again
  • A hand brushes your outstretched fingers, weaving between them, it’s Jeno 
  • Both of you lie still for a few minutes, fingertips touching, waiting for the world to stop
  • Then Jeno is struggling upright, dragging you with him
  • You stumble against him, laughing and then his hands cups your face
  • He’s so close to you that you can see the unevenness of his skin, the specks of green and light brown in his eyes, the light sun freckles dotted across his skin
  • Even after a month of dating, he made you feel so special and honoured, you could believe you were dating such an incredible and hard working human being
  • He looks at you for a long moment, searching your eyes desperately and momentarily glances down at your mouth too, and then he’s kissing you
  • It’s not like how you imagined, it’s better
  • His lips taste of salt and sand and just happiness, they’re soft and inviting and you feel safe with him
  • The kiss lasts a few seconds, and although neither of you try to deepen the kiss further, it’s enough that your heart starts to race and palms start to sweat
  • Coaxing you gently, he pulls you closer to his chest, arm circling your waist
  • You break apart and he can’t stop staring at you, a glint in his eyes and a smile playing on his lips
  • His eyes scan your face looking for some sign of discouragement or discomfort, but you show none
  • Softly, he brushes sand from your cheek and hair, tutting disapprovingly at you for letting you get yourself into such a messy situation 
  • Neither of you say anything and he brings you into a tight hug, holding your head gently and rocking side to side
  • To you, the world just seems to carry on spinning around, that’s the effect of Jeno on you
  • Yes I know this was utter crap and short af and the story line is hit but I’m running out of ideas so give me a break lmao

First Kiss series

Not So Vanilla

PAIRING: reader x Tony Stark


WARNINGS: sex, light bondage, oral (m & F receiving) swearing, slight daddy!dom (the tinniest bit) unprotected sex (use condoms duh) 

Request from Anon- I love you’re tony smut please make another one where there friends with benefits but like fifty shades of grey

SO I’ve never read nor have I scene Fifty Shades of Grey so I’m not sure how accurate this is, but I went along the lines of bondage/ Tony being dom. So hopefully this was ok?

Tagging: @capsbuchanan MILA SO MUCH SIN IS HAPPENING OH GOD! 


Originally posted by duckbuttt

You never thought you’d be one to partake in a ‘friends with benefits’ relationship with anybody. But you had just gotten out of a long and rather difficult relationship. And if you were honest you missed sex, you missed being intimate with another person without the added stress of maintaining a functioning adult relationship. So when Tony Stark suggested the idea of casual sex you almost laughed in his face at the absurdness of it all. In the end it was Natasha and Wanda that brought you around to the idea.

“I mean why not?” she questioned; you were sat at some small quant bar in New York. You needed a break from the compound and Natasha was quick to suggest a girl’s night out.

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