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Let me just make you an exhaustive list of why I love this video:

-it was spontaneous
-it’s one of my favorite classic rock songs
-robbie and his boys
-starts out with jensen teasing jared’s tendency to drop microphones
-speight being helpful with the microphone
-rob setting everything up carefully
-just rob and speight being awesome kings of con in general
-the audience’s support from the very beginning to the end
-jensen’s voice (better than most real versions of songs)
-rob’s voice (loved him since “eskimo”)
-robbie and jensen knowing how to sing together
-huddle of dude friends supporting jared’s first time playing
-jared’s legendary bravery
-just jared, in general
-jensen altering the “america” lyric for the audience of australians
-jensen’s rockstar-quality passion
-speight’s “everybody!” to get the audience involved
-the clapping, which jensen always encourages
-the audience singing and making it sound even better
-jared’s smile when jensen jumps up
-jensen adding “that’s where we killed ‘em” to the lyric about vampires (he might be confusing himself with his character…again)
-the a capella part
-jensen watching jared play
-someone yelling “yeah jared!” and making him smile
-jared’s “you know the words” to the audience
-all the guys hugging jared at the end
-jared kissing rob
-the fist bump
-jensen being an actual big brother and grinning proudly for jared
-the standing ovation, which big bro ackles also encouraged
-jared’s modest “i am surrounded by some talented people”
-jared’s forever blowing kisses at everyone who catches his eye in the audience
-jensen’s gracious farewell
-“wayward son” blasting at the end
-how it was basically just an enormous family singing a pretty song together
-bonus: jared’s jeans are really cool

Mars Aspects
  • Mars/Sun: Strong will and energy and unless mars is in detriment, prominent vital force. Competitive, impulsive and combative nature. If harmonious, action and willpower are working together and the animal nature of mars is tamed. Needs activity otherwise lethargy makes them ill. Quick, alert and wants to be seen as independent and individualistic. Desire, bravery and ambitions are strong here. If sexually inclined, sexual-nature is apt to be potent. Easily angered, passionate, dominating and opinionated. If afflicted, anger must be kept from becoming destructive and violent, should be used effectively. With the square and opposition there is inner conflict of the identity against the warrior that needs overcoming.
  • Mars/Moon: Strong vitality and resilient inner being. Energetic and alert, possesses recuperative abilities. Subtle competitive nature, opinionated and apt to defend those in need. Can be impulsive, moody, hot tempered and easily offended. Subconscious feelings and energy working together if harmonious; the animal nature of mars is tamed and used constructively. Good for leadership roles and gives natural androgynous personality traits, making it easy for friendly but assertive relationships with others if harmonious. The square and opposition bring inner conflict where the needs are concerned; the soul against the warrior. Can get aggressive, selfish and become antagonists to themselves if afflicted. If not grasped healthily, there is bound to be trouble as far as relationships are concerned, especially with the mother or feminine figures.
  • Mars/Mercury: The mind is alert, clever, witty and restless. An active kind of person who enjoys debates. Activity is important, otherwise boredom causes the nerves to exasperate from agitation. Skillful in literature and/or mathematics. Comical and humorous nature, good dexterity and coordination, and tough mental capability. Reason working with action if harmonious; the warrior has a useful and valuable mind filled with tactics. Easily offended, more so if intelligence is tested or insulted. A biting tongue with snappy sarcasm, more dishonest, belligerent and untasteful if afflicted. With the square and opposition, the mind is animalistic and needs steadying, otherwise can aggravate the muscles and nerves as well as cause frustration with others.
  • Mars/Venus: The hardiness and vigor of mars united with the gentleness, sentiments and values of Venus; here lies the adventurous romantic. Much energy is put into creative interests and in surrounding themselves with beauty. Their principles and ideals are important to them, apt to fight for love or to passionately maintain peace. Makes for talents surrounding creativity such as singing, art, music and acting/theatre. Sensual and magnetic personality. If sexually inclined, sexual nature is ardent and the native appreciates both a loving and sexual relationship. Strongly concerned with money. If harmonious, tends to be sociable and friendly; the anima and animus are congruent. With the conjunction the two energies can be challenging to manage, there is fluctuation between the harshness of mars and softness of Venus. Androgynous characteristics are present due to the natural balancing of the powers of masculinity and femininity in the personality, more so if harmonious. If afflicted, such as with the square or opposition, sociable nature is troubled and romantic and/or social relationships with others proves to be difficult.
  • Mars/Jupiter: Sincere, straightforward, openly opinionated and holds deep-seated beliefs. Beliefs are usually spiritual, religious or political. Strong sense of justice, fights for it. The square or opposition can be so devoted to justice that they may foolhardily take it into their own hands. A friendly, generous, charitable, confident and approachable kind of person. The harmonious contacts prove to be natural teachers. Strong faith in inner truths and in others, but their greatest enemies can be idealism of the world and doubtfulness in themselves. Can over-exert themselves and get carried away in things they’re passionate about. If sexually inclined, appreciates a fleeting, sexual and adventurous kind of romance. With the square or oppositions and sometimes the conjunction, these people are apt to forcefully put their opinions on others. Arrogance in beliefs and unwise judgment with the harsh aspects. Can attack others for not believing in what they believe in, or hold bias more so if found in fixed signs. With any Jupiter aspect indulgence can become a problem.
  • Mars/Saturn: If harmonious, the animal is tamed by the discipline of Saturn. If disharmonious, the warrior battles with authority. Control and structure are important to these people. Likely to follow and/or enforce the rules. With the conjunction, square and oppositions, Saturn restricts Mars and there is fear of asserting oneself, perhaps a fear of authority figures. Can be extremely self-willed and controlling towards others. Very enduring. With the sextile and trine, are more reliable, responsible and constructive with clear judgment and common sense; more willing to work hard for what they strongly desire. Puts much effort into controlling temper, so much that those with Mars/Saturn aspects can suffer internal and confined rage that has no proper outlet. If sexually inclined, the sexual nature is vigorous, concerned with dominating. With the hard contacts, there could be fear of sexual activity. Can be remarkably courageous, successful, ambitious and directing if fear of failure is defeated. Good for those pursuing business. Easily makes enemies, more so in the fixed signs or if Venus is weak in the chart. Soft contacts tend to be active and structured, while the hard contacts may experience lethargy and disorientation. With the square or opposition, impulse and action need controlling; there is struggle between mars who rushes head first and Saturn who demands caution and patience.
  • Mars/Uranus: Erratic stamina, accident prone; can experience sudden physical injuries. If sexually inclined, there is an energetic, “strange" and unconventional sexual nature. Boredom irritates the nerves. Individualistic in nature, excellent problem solving skills and inspirational to others. The personality is magnetic, a sociable person. Apt to take up battles that aren’t theirs, to fight for humanity and the underdog. With the sextile or trine there is an exceptional ability to take immediate action and handle difficult ordeals in life. Independent nature from an early age with powerful intuitions. With any Uranus aspect, there is an inner genius if used properly. A Universal kind of person, can tolerate anything or anyone, excluding boredom. Puts energy into fighting for what is right, a talented debater. Can be good with technology and scientific matters. Soft contacts do not conform to rules unless the rules add up, hard aspects may recklessly rebel against rules with no cause. Violent temper, poor judgment, impatience, willfulness and recklessness need controlling when it comes to the conjunction, square or opposition. The hard aspects can experience challenging and sudden endings of important matters in the life, depending on the houses and signs involved.
  • Mars/Neptune: With the hard contacts, the warrior is dissolved and the person is apt to not be a fighter. Resorts to passive aggression. With the sextile or trine, mars triumphs; cannot be fooled by deception especially of hidden enemies, has a compassionate and honest nature, a practical idealist and has the energy to go for their dreams. With the hard aspects, one is predisposed to be the victim, a complex to be a martyr or to be saved. With the soft aspects, is inclined to be the hero, a complex to save others. A good actor, charismatic personality and sensual nature. May put energies into artistic, spiritual, and creative endeavors. Intuitive, emotional, sensitive, psychic and empathetic spirit. If sexually inclined, seeks a deep, romantic and spiritual connection. Can have sexual fantasies and hold what are considered strange sexual interests, more so with the hard contacts. If afflicted, there are self-delusions and fantasies of winning, competing and being strong. Hard contacts can potentially become self-destructive, obsessive, confused and restless. The harsh aspects can be deceiving or easily deceived (or both) and need to learn to acquire a sense of responsibility, integrity and understand what it means to sacrifice. With any Neptune/mars contact, must be careful where addictions are concerned.
  • Mars/Pluto: Knowledgeable of sexual matters from an early age and if sexually inclined, the sexual nature is formidably great and raw, sexual intimacy is preferred. Sexual nature can be suppressed out of fear with the square or opposition, but if not addressed can surface compulsively. Abundance of ambition and drive. The animal self is doubled and needs restraint and cultivating if afflicted. With the hard contacts, cruelty, ruthlessness, power-struggles and self-destruction need monitoring. With the trine or sextile there is self-confidence, healthy ambition, courage and dynamic energy put to good use. Mars/Pluto contacts makes for powerful emotions and an interest in the occult, taboos and spiritual matters. Psychic, dominating, magnetic, competitive, probing and charismatic presence and personality. Control and assertion of power are important to these people. Extremely private. Not one to trust or to be deceived easily. Physical activity is needed to manage the forces of mars and Pluto, more so with the opposition or square. Can be beneficially fearless and brave if buried rage and power-complex are managed. With the hard aspects, a fighting-for-survival mentality is present and there is a distrust of oneself and of masculinity that needs attending.
family dynamics + parenting

Warning: Long post!

There are several ways to look at how you can parent your child in astrology. This post will mainly focus on influences in the Houses, rather than the planets, even though the rest of your chart is very important to look at.

You may have interceptions in your Houses, to where these descriptions will not apply. If that is the case, then the descriptions below will be altered in a sense that there is an imbalance in a certain sign, and with the imbalance, there can be trouble or talent. Asking an astrologer to analyze those Houses will give you a better idea.

If you look at the signs ruling over each house, you will find that the sign at the 4th House will be opposing the sign at the 10th House, and will also neighbor the sign at 5th House. The sign at the 5th House will be inconjunct to the sign at 10th House, which will combine common elements between the two signs either harmoniously or disharmoniously, depending how you choose to channel that energy. The conflicting energies from the 5th and 10th House can also show the choices and factors that can play whether you want to have children or not at all. It is however, entirely possible to work with both energies.

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Lance Love

I don’t connect with any of the other characters as much as Lance. Pidge is this genius hacker, Hunk and Coran are engineer specialists, Shiro and Allura are badass leaders, and Keith is a skilled swordsman and flier. These characters are so very talented, and Lance respects them and looks up to them. He compares himself to them, he works hard to achieve this greatness, yet someone is either one step ahead of him or he isn’t good enough. And that is a problem I see in Lance and myself. Both of us unnecessarily compare ourselves to others and as we do it makes us feel worthless. We take pride in the small praises because genuine praise of any kind is a rarity when surrounded by so much talent that it becomes normal. We act like we are the best because we feel like the worst. Lance is a character made to be relatable not only to me, but so many others. And I sure you can make this argument for the other characters in Voltron, but it is Lance’s supposed mediocrity that makes me hold him closest to me heart.

Noise


Author:
@the-porcelain-doll-xo as part of Exordia Academy - a series of ongoing one shots with @kpopfanfictrash & @eradikeats-writes

Creative Content Contributors: moodboard by @everybodykpops because she’s amazing

Pairing: Reader x Kyungsoo

Rating: M - sex, language

Word Count: 3.7K

Superpower: Telepathy


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Cuddles

Enjoy this nothing-but-fluff imagine for ot4! Love each and every one of these little shorts with all my heart. Hope you do too xx

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Harry:

“Oof!” you gasped as Harry tackled you in an embrace and pressed you tightly against him. “Well it’s nice to see you too,” you squeaked. If it was possible, his strong arms tightened their grip in response and you tried to laugh without much success. In fact you couldn’t even breath successfully. But you didn’t care. You were just thankful to be in his arms after many months apart.

“I missed you,” Harry finally muttered into your hair. You hummed and took a deep breath, inhaling his scent. Oh, God, how you missed that intoxicating smell.

“I had the craziest-” you started to pull away and move on with the night but he held on tight.

“Shh, just stay here for a minute,” he whispered. Smiling lazily, you curled your arms back around his torso.

A minute passed. A blissful, heavenly moment. But then you decided you really liked to breathe and if you didn’t, you might die in his arms - which sounds nice and romantic until you actually experience it.

“Okay,” you tugged away and he let you. A charming grin was plastered on his face and you giggled. Boy, you missed those dimples. You leaned forward to place a quick peck on his lips. He hummed as you did.

“Why do you always pull away?” he whined and you laughed.

“Come,” you held out your hand and he took it gently. You led him to the couch, swinging him around so he laid down first. You wiggled in front of him and felt his arm wrap around your waist. He sighed happily.

It had been a long, long day for the both of you. You practically couldn’t sleep the night before knowing your boyfriend got back from tour the next day so you were knackered. Not to mention he just got back from tour and was in no mood to do anything other than sleep.

Snuggling closer to him, you began to settle into sleep. “…babe?” Harry mumbled softly, drawing you awake.

“Hmm?”

“My arm is currently very dead.” He muttered.

You laughed sleepily, rolling slightly so he could retrieve his arm. He rested it above your head and started twirling strands of your hair between his ringed fingers. “Better?” you mumbled.

“Much,” he replied groggily, pressing a soft kiss to the back of your head. Smiling, you both drifted to sleep once again.

Louis:

You could feel the music pump through your chest and vibrate the floor. My God, the neighbors are going to be pissed. But who the hell cared when you were dancing wildly, and very drunkenly, with your best friends?

Louis was shouting some crazy story into your ear and you wondered if you’d be deaf in the morning. But then again, who the hell cared?

Louis pulled away slightly from your ear and grinned at you while you laughed. Your faces were wonderfully close and you could smell his beer from where you stood. You could just kiss those lovely, lovely lips. But those lovely, lovely lips weren’t yours to kiss. At least, not yet. Your eyes moved from his mouth to his eyes and it was oh so clear he noticed.

He smirked and you saw his hand creeping toward your waist. Just then, the next song started and both of your eyes lit up. Louis’ hand was retrieved and instead shot into the air in drunken excitement. “No way!” you yelped as your favorite song pulsated through the speaker. The moment long forgotten, the two of you joined the thrasing dancers around you.

The party was insane. There were people in your house you had never even met before. To be fair, who wouldn’t try to get into a party with Louis Tomlinson?

The food had been eaten up a long time ago. You were pretty sure a group of five friends went to walk to the store nearby to buy some more chips, but you soon found out they lost their way and ended up getting an uber home. They were the first to leave. After that, people began to filter out. The sun was beginning to rise and the alcohol was gone.

Some stayed, mainly because they were passed out and sleeping. Even in your drunken state, you managed to keep an eye on them.

By dawn, it was clear the party was over. Louis had an arm wrapped around you waist and you swayed sleepily to the last song. You unneccessarily tapped him with the drink in your hand. “I’m tired,” you slurred.

He observed you for much too long before deciding, “Let’s sleep.”

You nodded and you both stumbled over to the couch, arm in arm. Boundaries meant nothing when you two were drunk so he pulled you onto the couch with him. Face to face, you grinned at him.

“What’s that smile for?” he chuckled.

“Dunno,” you shrugged, your hands balled together at your chest. “I just really like you.” He took your hands into his and laughed lightly.

“I really like you too,” he replied and you hummed sleepily.

“Like, ‘like like’?” you wondered.

He laughed, and then a look of horror crossed his face when he hiccuped. “I almost threw up,” he murmured, the conversation forgotten. You burst out in laughter, recoiling slightly. But his grip on your hands refused to let you go.

“Don’t throw up on me!” you giggled. The laughter between you two died out as a harsh wave of exhaustion washed over you. The disgust slowly dribbled out of you when sleep started to overtake your mind and you relaxed, scooting forward against him. You buried your nose into the crook of his neck and hummed happily.

And like that, you both fell asleep with hands tangled and foreheads pressed together. When you were to awake in the morning, you both couldn’t deny the desire to wake up in that position every morning.

Niall:

You dawdled into the living room, your silly cooking hat on to cheer your boyfriend up after a long day. “Hey, Ni,” you whispered softly as you stood over him on the couch. His fingers pressed to his temples, he reluctantly looked at you. “Made us dinner.”

“Not hungry.” he growled. You frowned. The chef hat usually made him smile and get up to give you a welcome kiss.

“But I… worked really hard on this new recipe. I think you’ll love it. It has parmesean in it–” you continued excitedly.

“Look, Y/N,” he interrupted. “I don’t want to eat your 'new recipe’ right now.” he huffed, returning to massaging his temples.

Your heart sunk. Ouch. “Oh.” you whispered. You were sure he didn’t mean it that way, but you couldn’t help but take it the way you did. “I’ll just, uh, eat it myself then.” You voice cracked. You scolded yourself for letting tears creep up on you. But you hadn’t had the best day either, and now the thing you had been most looking forward to had just let you down.

You swallowed hard and turned away harshly, briskly walking back to the kitchen. You stood against the counter, your arms propping you up as you looked over the steaming dish. You suddenly felt quite full. You ripped off the stupid hat and shoved the dish away from you, storming past the living room once again, the tears flowing freely now. Niall paused as you went by, his expression softening.

“Y/N,” he was off the couch in an instant. You stopped at the base of the stairs and reluctantly turned toward him. “Baby, what’s wrong?” he frowned as he advanced toward you.

“I’m just,” your voice caught and a little sob broke loose. “I’m just not having the best day,” was all you could manage to squeak out before you gave into crying.

“Oh, Babe,” he cooed and tugged you into a hug. You let him, slowly wrapping your arms around him. You cried onto his shoulder while he played with the ends of your hair. “I’m sorry I rejected your dinner. I just want to go to bed. It’s been a long day.”

“I understand,” you whispered, gulping down some of the sadness. “Can we just go to bed?”

“Absolutely,” he murmured, pulling away and taking your hand into his. He smiled meaningfully at you before drawing you up the stairs and into the bedroom.

The tears had drained everything out of you and without words, you sat down on the edge of the bed. Niall leaned down and took off your shoes. He stood up, kissed your cheek, and helped you under the covers before toeing off his boots and slipping under the covers after you.

He nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck and hummed softly.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled.

“You already said that,” you whispered back.

“I know. I’m still sorry.”

“And I still accept your apology,” you chuckled. He kissed your neck lightly and you finally closed your eyes.

You were beginning to fall asleep when you heard his stomach growl. You took a deep breath and closed your eyes again. Almost seconds later, his stomach growled again.

“I’m hungry.” he whispered, earning a laugh from you.

“I’m not moving,” you declared.

“Y/N…” he whined. “Didn’t you make me dinner?”

“Niall we just got comfy!”

“Pleaseee?”

“Ugh! You’ll be the death of me.” You wiggled out of his grasp and he laughed with delight, launching up and trailing you to the kitchen.

Liam:

Every minute or so, your eyes would flicker over to the back door. When will he get here? you thought to yourself. Amidst a small group of strangers, you felt like an outcast. They were all famous, and frankly intimidating. But you agreed to meet Liam in the backyard of the artist he was about to collab with - which meant you both barely knew who’s house you were going to.

You had just gotten off of work and beelined over to the huge house just to arrive before Liam. So there you were - anxiously awaiting your best friend and surrounded by talented artists who only brought awkward small talk.

“Looking for Liam?” a voice sounded beside you and you jumped, turning toward the girl.

“Um, yeah,” you admitted shyly. She smiled.

“My name’s Alicia,” she held out her hand.

“Y/N,” you replied, shaking her hand delicately.

“So you and Liam are dating?” she wondered, casually taking a sip from her drink. Your heart leapt into your throat.

“Oh, uh, no, we’re just friends,” you rushed. Her smile grew.

“I see, I see,” she nodded and you settled down. “So you two are that best-friends-who-actually-want-to-be-something-more cliche?”

You almost choked. “Well, no, I-”

“You swear you don’t like him?” she offered sarcastically. You slouched, pulling your cup to your lips in attempt to hide your embarrassment. She laughed and leaned back into her chair. “I’ve been there. And I never did anything about it. He’s married now. Worst decision of my life.”

“Oh no, I’m so sorry.”

“Me too… sorry for him. She’s a total bitch.”

You sat forward, grinning. “So you’re that my-soulmate-married-a-bitch-instead-of-me cliche?”

She laughed. “Precisely. Let’s hope it doesn’t turn into a I-turned-into-my-soulmate’s-sidehoe-because-he-can’t-make-up-his-goddamn-mind cliche.”

“I’ll drink to that,” you held up your cup and she clanked it with her own. You sipped your drink empty and grimaced. “Want some more?” you wondered to Alicia, gesturing to your own empty cup.

“Nah, thanks. You go ahead.” Shrugging, you got up and sauntered over to the bar. As you filled your cup, you heard the back door slide open. Almost dropping your drink in relief, you turned to find Liam make his way into the backyard. Squealing quietly to yourself, you topped off your drink quickly.

When you made your way over, Liam was sat in your seat. “Uh uh Pretty Boy, that’s my seat,” you warned, and as you did he held up his hand and knowingly, you handed him the drink.

“Finders keepers,” he declared, taking a quick sip from the cup and offering it back up to you. You refused and crossed your arms.

“I’ll trade you the drink for the spot,” you pressed.

“Finders keepers!” he replied more loudly. You laughed and took his hand, trying to tug him off. Instead, he pulled you forward with more force and you fell into his lap.

“Not fair, you get the drink, the spot, and the cuddles?”

“It’s a win-win for both of us,” he decided, offering the cup to you again. You smiled and took a sip. You looked just like a normal couple, and you basically were, minus the kissing. What’s the harm of just adding in a little kissing every now and then? you seemed to wonder more often than not.

Relaxing against Liam, you watched him intently. He turned toward you, feeling the weight of your gaze. His nose almost touched yours and you wondered what would happen if you just closed the distance a little.

“Sorry I was late,” he said, his breath stretching across your lips. You hummed, much too distracted to pay attention to any conversation at the moment. He noticed and his eyes, too, flickered to your lips.

“Oh just kiss already!” Alicia bellowed and the small group gathered around the fire laughed. You melted into embarrassment. “Sorry, didn’t mean to ruin the moment. Continue. Everyone look away!”

“Oh, stop,” you chirped timidly, making the group chuckle again.

The rest of the night passed and with Liam and your new friend by your side, you could relax. Leaning your head against Liam’s shoulder, you decided you didn’t want to be anywhere else but here with him.

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I’ve been writing so much on tumblr lately and I’m LOVING it! But that means I’ve been neglecting my story on Wattpad (my user is @yoootommo aye get that self-promo) for a week and I’M SORRY! Anyway, here you are. Enjoy. I love you so very very much.

Au revoir! Je t'aime! Je vous remercie! I don’t speak French who am I kidding. Haha, have a lovely day/night wherever you are, Lovelies! xx

Redemption (Part 1)

A/N: Finally finally finally I am finished! I’m sorry for the delay. Between work and school hitting me like a truck, it’s been hard finding time to write. Thank you to everyone who has been supportive during this! Especially @thesmutofthemendes​ who has been there every time I’ve been ready to trash this piece lol. I am nervous about this one, but I hope you all like it! Apologies for any errors I edited this quickly. Feedback is definitely appreciated :)

The sound of her moans is what he recalls the most. Glorious mewls that send him over the edge. He swears he can still hear the desperate cries she let escape her mouth as she rode him that night. That crazy night. Begging him for more, that’s what really fucked him over. The memory of watching her body tremble as she reaches her orgasm, clenching around him. But the smell, the smell of her drenched cunt is what he likes to remember most. The sweetest thing he’s ever smelt—ever tasted.

The hazed club they stand in smells of weed and alcohol as it’s packed to the brim with millennials stumbling drunkenly around the room, but he doesn’t seem to take much notice. Only focusing on what’s in front of him, Shawn’s calloused fingers are on her waist as they stand near the illuminated exit sign, and all he can think about is her. He’s been fighting the past few days, trying to move on from what happened between them. It was supposed to only be a one-night deal, but letting go has been difficult for him. He needs her again, he’s become addicted almost. Mesmerized by the thought of her. Ever sense he watched her petite figure stumble down the hallway to his bedroom. Ever sense he slid the straps of her black dress off her shoulders and watched as it dropped to the floor. The next morning, watching her leave was the hardest. Acting as if the whole night was no big deal—a messy mistake even as she grabbed her shoes and left with a rushed “goodbye” leaving her red lips. As if hours before she wasn’t perched on his bed, her gorgeous legs spread just for him with her ass jutted out against him meeting his hips as he took her so beautifully from behind. Growling as she sent him into the most intense state of euphoria that he’s ever experienced.

He craves her. He craves her in every way imaginable. He craves her taste lingering in his mouth. He craves her warm breath on his neck as moans tumble from her lips. He craves watching her slowly take off each layer of her clothing right there in front of him. He craves her wanting eyes. He craves her nails sinking into his back. He craves to hear her scream his name as satisfaction runs through his veins. He craves her. 

He’s focusing on letting his hands run down her body, and she can feel herself through her panties as she squeezes her thighs together—she’s drenched.

She knows it’s wrong to want this, to want him. Their last encounter was a mistake. He caught her when she was at her weakest—alone and vulnerable. She was at the bar that night after breaking up with her cheating boyfriend of three years who left her for one of her friend. Normally, she wouldn’t have gone for someone with such an age difference, but Shawn was different and just happened to be at the right place at the right time. He was just a fling, a rebound, she kept telling herself. But the feeling of his hard cock pressed against the globe of her ass makes it hard for her to reason with herself.

He’s admiring the way she looks, a short, satin dress looking almost as if it’s some article of lingerie with a black sweater pulled over it. All nicely tied together with a pair of black pumps. She looks so fucking sexy. Taking her in. He wants her, just to feel her around him one last time before he calls it quits. He places a searing kiss on her cheek making her skin ignite. “Come with me,” he whispers against her skin. His eyes playing with her, hoping that she’ll give in. She shakes her head rejecting the idea as she turns to face him, fixing his collar, “you know that’s not smart, love. That night should have never happened.” She’s trying to be strong for herself. She drags her finger across his bottom lip. As if almost instinct, he opens his mouth and sucks harshly on her thumb. She raises her eyebrow as she pulls her finger away hearing his mouth elicit a ‘pop’ from the absence of her finger. Just a fling, dammit just a FLING she repeats in her head. Why does he have to be so cute? He’s very good looking and mature for his age.

The way he sucks her finger makes her remember all the ways that he was so good to her body. “Somebody has forgotten self control,” she purrs. He blushes. The sexual tension radiating between them.

His voice rasps with determination, “please, just one more night love. Let me show you, let me change your mind.” His touch sets fire to her skin as he lifts her chin up to make better eye contact. She shakes her head at him again as she tries to convince him once again that they can never work. He is so busy and always on the move due to tour. Surrounded by all these gorgeous, talented women who he can have whenever he pleases while she is average and tied here, devoted to her fashion merchandising job that she just got promoted in. Plus, she could never be with someone his age. It just wouldn’t work out. Why does he even want her? She’s genuinely curious. Anyway, the point is that it’s easier for them to be apart no matter how hard that may be for both of them to grasp.

Brown eyes are pleading at this point, “please, just stay the night. It’s all I ask. I just—fuck I just haven’t been able to forget you, doll. Your body has been on my mind since the moment you left through the door. Give me one more, just one more. If you still decide that this isn’t what you want, you can leave. Deal?”

She contemplates for a moment. She is alone, but this won’t end well. What if one of them gets too attached? Red flag. She knows leaving is her best option. But she rules against it for some reason. Every bone in her body is telling her no. Telling her that she is stupid for being here tonight. For coming to meet him. She feels like an idiot for what she decides to do next. She should have just stayed at home and watched old reruns of Friends but nope, here she fucking is about to give into him. Damn him.

His gaze catches hers, his eyes hopeful. She closes her eyes and lets out a strangled breath. Fine. “Lead the way,” she caves and grabs his hand. She swallows hard and follows behind him. Kicking herself for agreeing to leave with him.


He holds her hand tight as he pulls her behind him up the stairs to his condo. He can’t help but be in a hurry. The thought of touching her, tasting her—again makes his patience quickly ware thin. They finally make it to his place as he’s fiddling with the keys to quickly get the door open. Once they’re inside, she walks through the front hallway into the kitchen as she recalls the last time she was here. Remembering him kneeling down in front of her as he slid her panties down her legs, his hands shaky. She smiles to herself remembering how eager yet nervous he was. Being with an older woman such as herself made him anxious almost, but she found it endearing. Her thoughts are soon interrupted as she feels him come up from behind, his hot breath on her neck. He moves the hair to one side of her neck as she leans back into him, her ass pressing against his crotch causing him to groan into her skin. “I’ve missed the taste of you, baby,” kissing down her neck, “you’re so fucking sweet.” His words make her weak in the knees. She must have taught him a thing or two because he wasn’t nearly this vocal before. He pulls her tighter against him, placing his hands on her hips.

“How wet are you, darling?” he playfully ghosts his nose down the shell of her ear. His hands rest on her hips as his fingers slide up the curvature of her side. He feels her back arching as she’s desperately trying to relieve the ache in between her thighs. Fuck—her body will be the thing to kill him. Her sinful body that he worships mercilessly. He can’t keep his hands off her. The memories flood his head as he’s mouthing kisses on her jaw. He hasn’t been able to stop thinking about her writhing on his cock. Remembering every detail as she came undone above him. Her brows wrinkling, her eyes fluttering, her body shaking. A strangled moan leaves her lips as she snaps her eyes shut.  The sweetest sound he’s ever heard. He kisses the back of her neck as he slips his leg between her thighs, slipping her cardigan off her shoulders and onto the dark, wooden floor. “Can you still feel me inside you?” She turns her head trying to catch his gaze as she manages to nod. Slowly, he brings his hand between her legs to sneak up the apex of her thigh, kneading the soft between them, just below where she needs him the most. She throws her head back as she keens. “Please, Shawn.” He’s smirking now because he knows he’s got her. She actually thought she could forget him that easily?

Without hesitating, he guides her towards the kitchen table. Once he has her in front of it, he grabs her waist, and bends her over it in a swift movement. She makes contact with the cool surface, face pressing against the glass as he stands behind her staring in awe at her body, keeping one hand on the small of her back, making sure she was staying down. After a second or two, her eyes widen at the feeling his fingers on the back of her thighs, and soon her dress is heaved up over her ass. She felt goosebumps gather on her arms, but she has no time to think about that seeing his hand come down on the globe of her ass moments later.

“Fuck!” she groans, his actions so unexpected causing her to let out a choked moan. He kneads the area he hit with his long fingers, and she heard her own breathing becoming louder and more uneven than before.

“What was that, baby?” he coos, obviously taking the opportunity to watch her enjoy herself. She rolls her eyes, and moments later she feels his hands in her hair, grabbing it and wrapping it around his fingers for a grip to pull slightly. She feels his clothed cock aching against her ass, and instantly her core is pulsating. He wants nothing more than to be inside of her, he needs to be inside of her. “Christ, you like that, don’t you doll?” He teases, and surprises her by sliding her panties down her toned legs. Her lips part as she gasps, looking back at him. But he just smirks at her. Pleased with himself. He couldn’t stop watching her, his cock twitching as he sees her slowly lose her control. “You look so good with your bare ass against me” he breathes dragging his hands down her delicate body, and after what feels like a lifetime later, he presses one finger against her slit, sliding it all the way from her entrance to her clit. Her body quakes by his warm touch, and she feels his cock pressing harder into her ass as he continues spreading the wetness around her soaked cunt.

“Oh god,” she groans almost inaudible, closing her eyes as he circles his finger around her clit, applying just enough pressure to make her whimper. Then his touch disappears, and she lets out a strangled sound causing him to allow a laugh to tumble from his lips. “What’s wrong, doll? Miss the feelings of my fingers fucking your pussy? Christ, I have been waiting to see you underneath me like this again.”

He runs his hand down her back, carefully digging his nails into her skin until he reaches her ass. His hand comes right back down her ass, a slap probably creating a soft, red handprint. She releases a high pitched moan, soft pain turning into pleasure in her body as he admires her below him.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me? Fuck—gonna let me show you why you need me?” He growls into her ear, giving her ass one more slap before kneading it softly. She snaps her eyes open while licking her lips. “Mhm,” she nods, trying to pushing her ass up further against him. He slaps it. “Use that witty mouth of yours,” he hisses, placing a burning kiss on her cheek.

“Yes baby yeah, please,” she coaxes, fluttering her eyelashes. He tilts his head back, admiring her state through hooded eyes. He wish he could capture this moment in a photo and save it forever. Her eyes wanting, chest heaving. It was almost shameful.

He then presses two fingers against her clit, and begins rubbing in circles. The feeling of him working wonders with his fingers makes her cry out in pleasure, being unprepared for his overwhelming response. She keens as he curls his finger inside her, careful grazing her g-spot just perfectly to draw out her sweet sounds. She’s burning with desire as she reaches back to grab his arm for support. A murmured breath of his name leaves her soft lips as she comes for him. She’s dripping down his fingers as his pace slows down. He brings his fingers to his mouth and licks them clean. God, she’s done for as she watches him taste her. He can’t resist, she’s becoming one of his favorite flavors. 

Her rapid breathing slowly calms as he leaves open mouth kisses the small of her back leaving soft bites. Captivated by her soft skin. 

He runs his hands up her stomach and cups her breast as he inches his mouth closer to her skin, sucking on her earlobe. Her legs go numb at his movements. She’s dripping and all she needs is for him to be inside her, filling her. She turns her head to make eye contact with him, and he knows she’s fucked. He can see it in her face, and he can smell it. “What is it darling? Not sure what to do? We could always stop? But that’s not what you want is it, doll? No. You miss me. The feeling of me inside you.”

She whimpers a soft moan of his name which he loves to hear. As he places one last kiss on her neck, he taps the side of her thigh signaling her to turn around, and she complies. He grabs her legs and tangles them around him. He grabs the hem of her dress, but she stops him causing him to furrow his eyebrows. She wants to do it for him, watch his reaction as she becomes naked right here before him. She slowly pulls the piece of fabric off her body and looks up at him as his eyes rake down her. He sucks in a breath. Her body mesmerized him. He pulls his shirt over his head and grabs onto the back of her thighs as he lifts her up to carry her down the hall to his room.

“Gonna make you remember, baby. Remember how I make you come so fuckin’ good for me,” he breathes into her hair as she kisses his collarbone, sucking dark bruises into his skin as he makes his way to the bedroom.

To be continued……

My Star pt 1

Pt 1 || Pt 2 (final) 

Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Summary: She was so wrong for him, and you knew it. If only Taehyung could realize it.

Word Count: 5,417

Originally posted by mvssmedia

A loud pop resulted from you smacking your lips together trying to even out the layer of tinted gloss,

“Ooo, where are you going tonight?” Your roommate, Yeo Woon, gasped from her spot on the couch, “You’re going out on a date?” 

“I’m sorry to disappoint, but I’m not going out on a date. I’m going to hang out with Tae.” 

Since you were examining your makeup one last time with your pocket mirror, you didn’t see the pout on Yeo Woon’s face but you could most certainly sense it, “Geez, Y/N…don’t tell me you still have a crush on him.”

“What! Me? A crush..on him?”

“Oh c’mon, Y/N-ah. Everyone who knows you on this goddamn planet knows you have a crush on Taehyung. Aside from him, of course.”

“I…I do not! And even if I did…I got over it…” Your cheeks flared with heat as you quickly shoved your mirror back in your purse,

“You’re all dressed up, you’ve been smiling all day, and you used one of my facial packs last night which is weird considering you always complain about the sliminess. So basically, you must still have a crush on him if you’re doing yourself up like this just to ‘go hang out’.” 

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I am not sure what i should even do here, i am still not over @zmediaoutlet‘s fanfic she wrote for me and than my amazing friend sasha presents me this, and this is basically an illustration for the fic. I AM SCREAMING, why on earth, i am surrounded by such beautiful and talented people, who are giving me things? Thank you both! I don’t even have a proper words for this, honestly. 

way down we go by zmediaoutlet

non-AU J2, set during the most recent Jus in Bello con.

alexisloizon: Exclusive “BEAUTY AND THE BEAST rehearsals footage” 🎬🎥
When journalists ask me “What was the atmosphere like on set, for Beauty and the Beast ”? I always say the same thing: I was surrounded by the most gifted, talented people I’ve ever met, including Josh Gad and Luke Evans.
Those two…
Luke is the coolest, he is a true star, very passionate, intimidating but always breaks the ice with a joke, down to earth, he wants to know you, and Josh is the funniest guy you could ever work with, full of ideas, very involved, humble, grateful and very kind… And they both sing all the time!!! Pardon my french but “LE DUO” is the real s***. I remember this one day in particular. Bill (Condon, the director) was supposed to come during the afternoon, like he does every day, to check how things were going with the number “ Gaston ”, what Anthony Van Laast (the choreographer, genius) was cooking for the movie.
But before, Luke and Josh had suggested we should all do a surprise for Bill, who loves musicals. And as a joke, sing something else…
Enjoy this exclusive footage from the rehearsals.

Weekend Hashtag Project: #WHPtalentshow

Weekend Hashtag Project is a series featuring designated themes and hashtags chosen by Instagram’s Community Team. For a chance to be featured on the Instagram blog, follow @instagram and look for a post every week announcing the latest project.

The goal this weekend is to make photos and videos that show off a talent or passion — like this video by @nicofrankfb showing off some fingerboarding flips. Whether your talent shines on paper, in motion or in some other medium, here’s how to get started:

  • Highlight how you’ve added your own personality to a skill, or taken what you’ve learned to a new level — such as adding custom art to your musical instrument, or adding a new step to a dance routine.
  • It doesn’t matter if you’ve taken lessons for years or if you’re self-taught, use your caption to celebrate your progress and how far you’ve come.
  • On a sports field or in the studio, think about how you can use your surroundings to frame your talent to tell more of your personal story.

PROJECT RULES: Please add the #WHPtalentshow hashtag only to photos and videos taken over this weekend and only submit your own visuals to the project. If you include music in your video submissions, please only use music to which you own the rights. Any tagged photo or video taken over the weekend is eligible to be featured next week.

anonymous asked:

Hi! Can I have a model MC with RFA+Saeran+V? Thank you very much in advance! :)

Hope you like it!^^

RFA + Saeran and V with a model MC

Zen

  • Guess who made it to the hottest celebrity couple’s list this year?
  • At first, he doesn’t really enjoy the sexy photo shoots you eventually do, but he won’t judge or get possessive.
  • Because he tries to be understanding of you career as much as you understand his.
  • Plus, he loooooves the attention you two get. He reads social media comments about how people can’t help but imagining you two fucking… which… arouses him more than he would admit to you or to himself.
  • It’s so great when you go with him to his premieres, and he’s always on the first row of your fashion shows, and there’s so much buzz all over the media because of that.
  • That photo shoot you two did together almost got banned for being too sexy, the chemistry was too obvious and everybody could tell you two definitely had sex after it was over.
  • Sometimes, the attention bother you two a little, which makes the private and reserved moments more special.
  • In moments like this, you two go to your family’s house, or just hop on his bike and leave to his secret place.
  • You two take a lot of selfies, but just the closest ones have the right to see such exclusive pictures.

Yoosung

  • Well, he did not see that coming…
  • Poor boy gets even more insecure, why would someone so talented, beautiful and relevant date him?
  • He getting all self conscious only boost your need to show your affection in public. People will know you’re taken by him, and nobody can say shit about it.
  • And most of the time, it works, he’s looking at all these guys envying him, and he won’t lie, it’s a great feeling.
  • But media can be really mean saying you’re dating a minor or weird shit like that, and there goes all the confidence you’ve been trying so hard to build up on him.
  • So you take him to your photo shoots, introduce him to everybody you work with. Designers, photographers, editors, everybody! Just to show them you’re dead serious about this relationship.
  • One day, you took him to one of your fashion shows, you even managed to make him meet you backstage.
  • All the other models l o v e him, he’s so sweet and devoted to you, and it’s cute how he is trying not to look at them so you won’t get mad.
  • They are all around him as if he is a puppy, and you keep telling them to go easy on him, are you jealous? He won’t deny he kinda likes it.
  • Next day, there is a photo of boy Yoosung being pampered by all those gorgeous models all over the news
  • No need to say it would take a lot to make his confidence go down after that.

Jaehee

  • She’s legitimately proud for all of your accomplishments.
  • Also, she loves how you don’t let fame get the best of you, you manage to keep sweet, humble and it’s nothing like a diva.
  • Of course sometimes she’s a little insecure, what someone like you could even see on a dull owner of a coffee shop?
  • But just a little affection in public and some public statements from you about her on interviews, and she forgets her insecurities.
  • She helps with everything she can, she cooks for you, trains with you (she taught you some judo stuff) and makes sure nobody bothers you when you’re resting before a major campaign or fashion show.
  • Seriously, she basically manages you better than your own manager.
  • You’re constantly bringing her along in your gigs, and she’s legitimately honored to be surrounded by so many talented and inventive people.
  • People you work with really like her because she always offer coffee to them, courtesy of her coffee shop, of course.
  • And they always manage to pay her back, giving her hair products, make-up, designer clothes, everything that fascinates her about your world.
  • She often gets shy because of all the attention she usually gets through you, and sometimes she has to excuse herself from all of this.
  • But she felt so proud when you got a GLAAD Award for being such an LGBTQ icon on the fashion industry.
  • Which you two celebrated by yourselves, on her coffee shop.

Jumin

  • The elegant stride, the perfect posture, the look in your eyes… you felt very familiar to him at first.
  • Then he remembered, you modeled for one of his company products! You did such a great job, and you were so professional and hardworking.
  • His father noticed that too and made a move on you during break, that’s why he remembers so vividly, oh god…
  • Apologizes one hundred times and makes his father apologize too, which flusters you, because you were completely fine with this before.
  • He doesn’t like seeing you just in underwear on billboards all over town, but he would hate to see you act unprofessionally and not doing a gig just because your boyfriend told you so.
  • But he will introduce you to all the most renowned photographers and designers to get you to the more high artistic fashion, think less Calvin Klein ads and more Vogue Japan editorials. (shhh, don’t tell him some of them can be really sexy too)
  • When you two get tired of the spotlight, he plans a trip to one of his private beaches (Yes, one of)
  • And will sue any magazine who gets exclusive shots of your little vacation
  • Talking about another power couple. He doesn’t really like the attention, but he can’t hold back a soft smile whenever he hears things like “just imagine their kids”, because he’s definitely imagining.

Saeyoung

  • When he hacked into your phone and saw you through the CCTV, he fell off his chair in shock
  • You’re… you’re that girl from the car show! The one who convinced him to take one of his babies
  • He wasn’t really fond of the idea of getting that particular car, but you managed to convince him with strong arguments about the car’s features and maybe with your sweet smile.
  • So yeah, he’s pretty much a fan now he knows your name and where to find your portfolio.
  • When you two get together, he doesn’t really enjoy the idea of seeing you in car shows like a product that comes along with the cars
  • So he does what he did to Zen, a Tripterbot to spam pictures of you so you can get better gigs.
  • Which slowly starts to work, as you’re getting more job offers for photo shoots and even some fashion shows.
  • Even with the whole agency thing being over, he’s still not confident to be seen in public with you
  • So he starts to wear masks and paper bags when you start getting famous, and people think your boyfriend is trying to make public statement or he’s a mysterious dj or something like this, which only helps increasing your popularity.
  • He feels like a proud mom when you get to be spokesperson for a famous car brand. You’ve come a loooong way since being an accessory at car shows.

Saeran

  • You weren’t a big deal when he led you to Rika’s apartment, so he thought you would still be suitable according to all his research
  • And let’s say he really wanted to take a pretty face to paradise when RFA would get finally destroyed…
  • But as he got to know you, he noticed you were so much more than a pretty face, you were actually a very smart lady starting a business with hair products under your name
  • When you get together, he takes as his personal mission to help you with your business and make you a big deal in this industry.
  • Congratulations! You got a boyfriend who works as your social media analyst, he knows exactly what you should post to get attention from model agencies and customers to your business.
  • He feels really weird and flustered though all the process of taking pictures of you, but deep down he loves to help you and you both know that
  • When it comes to your relationship, he’s obviously not comfortable about being seen in public, so yeah… he keeps it at a low profile
  • The media just knows you’re taken thanks to a mysterious tattoo you have on your nape, and there are all the speculations about your boyfriend being that famous singer who last music video had you as a feature, or a politician, maybe someone from the royal British family? You never confirm or deny, so the buzz keeps going and boosting likes on your Instagram.
  • Another move your social media analyst made sure to pull it off.

V

  • Match made in heaven
  • It’s just… perfect! He wants to be the photographer of every one of your photo shoots
  • And when is not possible, he makes sure to get you to work with someone he trusts that will do a good job.
  • Of course he’s very professional and won’t mind you sharing the camera lens with another model
  • It’s not because he’s your boyfriend, but he’s genuinely your favorite photographer to work with, you love how he’s able to capture so many different nuances from you, you can be sexy, you can be high-fashion or very pure and ethereal with just a few clicks from him.
  • But he’s modest and says it’s all your doing, he’s just capturing what it’s in front of his eyes.
  • He also always have the best shots of you in fashion shows, well, not only you, but of all the other models. The media, however, always points out how your pictures are obviously being taken by someone who’s in love with you.
  • Both of you think it’s cheesy, but… it is kinda true, actually.
  • Again, power couple. You’re so respected on your work fields. If separated, you two are great, together you are able to make it look it’s magic.
  • However, you’re both very discreet. But he’s planning a book of random pictures he took of you when you weren’t modeling (though it looks like you were)
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happy birthday to our angel!

Hyakuzawa Yuudai, Hinata Shouyou + Chapter 217

yo okay, i’m feeling pretty emotional about hyakuzawa (and his interactions with hinata) right now so i couldn’t not say anything.

okay, any character who feels so obviously insecure like that, to the point of sitting alone on the ground looking sad, is going to have a hold on my heart. hyakuzawa is the most inexperienced player at the camp, and i’d bet he’s aware that some of the other boys there don’t really want to play with him. on top of this, he must be painfully aware that there are a lot of players at this camp who not only attend powerhouse schools, but are regulars - in short, he knows that he is surrounded by extreme talent, and it serves to make his insecurities about his playing even stronger, as he has some of the best players in his year to compare them to. the 2-on-2 matches have become a source of misery for him, he dreads them and wants them to end as quickly as possible, because these in particular really drive home how far behind he is in comparison to the others. 

now of course, this isn’t really his fault, he’s only just started playing and his teammates likely relied purely on his height, if their match with karasuno is anything to go by. it’s completely understandable that he isn’t on the same level as the others, but it’s also understandable (and heartbreaking) that he is so upset by this. no one wants to spend a week in intense training with people when you know your skills are far behind everyone else’s. 

so then what happens?

well, in comes hinata.

holy shit, i love hinata shouyou.

not only does he immediately validate hyakuzawa by making it clear that he thinks hyakuzawa belongs at the camp, he then proceeds to be the most vocal and enthusiastic supporter anyone could ask for. of course, this is hinata’s nature! he’s a lovely ray of sunshine who lights up everyone’s lives, but it’s important to remember that hyakuzawa doesn’t know this, so it probably makes hinata’s words even more important and special to him. hinata’s vocabulary choices aside, it’s clear how surprised and relatively moved hyakuzawa is by hinata’s praises. they aren’t overly complicated, hinata tells it like it is, but these earnest compliments reach hyakuzawa. i’d put money on it being the first time anyone has ever complimented him like that, especially considering he’s still at a low skill level.

so, imagine being at a training camp full of elite first-years, feeling like you’re still in middle school in comparison, and then having a virtual stranger go wild praising your abilities and potential, completely validating your presence when you felt like you didn’t deserve to be there? hinata did something truly fantastic this chapter and i love him for it. because he’s right! it’s not hyakuzawa’s fault he started volleyball so late, and his potential is phenomenal! with his height, and the right training, hyakuzawa could be an utterly formidable opponent, and he deserved to know that he belonged just as much as everyone else did. major shoutout to hinata for being so utterly sweet and telling hyakuzawa, else he could easily have wallowed in his insecurities for the rest of the camp.

and on the topic of hinata: i am so insanely proud of him. he has grown so much at this camp, even without playing all that much! he’s learning so many things from looking at the games and training from off the court, and it’s blatantly obvious in this chapter that it’s paying off. he’s thinking of game strategies and watching the other players closer than ever - things he didn’t really do all that much before. when hyakuzawa rembered hinata’s in depth explanation about a possible play and how it could affect the rhythm of a game, i could have cried. hinata has come so far, you guys. he’s improving so much and i just know he’ll be fantastic at nationals, even better than he already was. he took a situation that wasn’t really in his favour and made it work out insanely well for him. hinata is an inspiration, honestly, he makes friends so easily and helps others (just to simply “beat them at their best”?? such a simple, endearing motive. also he’s way too attractive in that panel), and he’s never once been bitter even when he had every right to be. like hyakuzawa said, no one knows better than hinata that he deserved to be at that camp. but he’s never been cold towards any of the other boys there. hinata is just such a wonderful, warm person, and i’m so proud of how far he’s come.

Award // Ethan Dolan Imagine

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A/N: The Dolan Twins deserved all four awards they were nominated for period. Don’t fight me on this.

Here’s a little imagine inspired by the TCA’s (my version is not rigged :) . ) 


You smoothed out your dress as you were getting ready to walk to carpet. Your outfit consisted of a velvet body-con spaghetti strapped dress that showed off your beautiful curves perfectly. Your hair was done in perfect soft curls while your make-up held natural look. Currently you were three inches taller than normal with the nude heels you had on. 

Everyone was currently running around all over the place trying to make sure all the famous stars got on the carpet safely.. A bodyguard escorted you out onto the carpet. Squinting your eyes from all the sudden flashes you smiled and quickly began to pose as you were told where to stand. 

Your eyes scanned the large crowds of fans that were eager to get pictures with their favorites. Never in a million years did you think you would be on this side of the carpet. 

Never did you imagine your youtube channel would blow up the way it did. Currently you had over five million subscribers and your life was flipped upside down in a great way. You sometimes couldn’t believe how your life changed over night. Tonight you were nominated for two awards and were going to present one. People screamed your name and reached out to grab your hand. All of this was so humbling to you because without the fans you wouldn’t be walking the carpet right now surrounded by many more talented people. 

Taking selfies with the fans and giving them hugs. You chatted with them for a while before you were told to go inside because the show was starting. Waving goodbye and promising the follow the few fans that gave you their twitter handles you followed the bulky security guard inside the large stadium. 

Finding your seat you sat down and smiled when you saw you were sitting at the same table as Liza and David were siting at. 

“Hey guys!” You greeted. 

“Oh my gosh hi! You look so beautiful tonight!” Liza gushed while getting up to pull you into a tight hug. 

“Aww thanks! You look gorgeous too! We can’t forget about David either look at that beautiful outfit.” You teased making Liza laugh.  

“Right! It took me a while to choose this.” he laughed while pulling you into a hug. 

Soon the lights dimmed down and the first performer was announced. Dancing and singing along to the singers with Liza as David recorded the two of you for his vlog. Laughing as the two of you made a fool of yourselves in front of millions of people you two settled down once they were done preforming. 

Later on in the show the Dolan Twins were called up onto to the stage to announce the winner for Choice Movie Actress. As they began to walk up to the stage Liza secretly elbowed you making your face heat up. 

Liza was the only one (apart from David of course) who knew that you had the biggest crush on Ethan for about seven months now. You have been friends with the twins for about three years now. It wasn’t until one night when you went to film with the twins that you truly started developing feelings for Ethan. 

You watched as they spoke into the microphone and announced the winner. Cheering as Zendaya began to walk up the stage and giving the boys a quick side hug. 

You listened as she said her speech and cheered at her beautiful speech at the end. Clapping your hands as she walked off the stage the next performer was announced. “Look at your future boyfriend up on that stage,” Liza whispered making you shush her with a giggle. 

“You two are the worst,” you laughed while straightening your dress as your category would soon be announced. 

Finally after a performance and a commercial break Dylan O’Brien and Brandon Flynn walked up on the stage to present the category you were nominated for. Nervous rattled your body as you heard the names being announced. Everyone on the list were amazing creators. Liza sensed you were nervous and being the good friend she was gave your shoulder a reassuring squeeze. 

“And the winner is…..” Dylan spoke while taking a long pause. 

“Y/N Y/LN!” the two boys yelled into the microphone making you look over at Liza with a huge smile before getting up. Giving David and her a quick hug you grabbed a few of the fans hands on your way up. Once you were on the stage you hugged both the boys and thanked the person who handed you the surfboard. 

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Insecurities

Namjoon has his own way to blow your worries away.

Word Count: 1k
Genre: Fluff
Pairing: Kim Namjoon x Reader

Description: I personally think, he really fits the character. :)


You chewed on your bottom lips, eyes focused on the screen of your laptop. You had seen a lot of videos and pictures of him being affectionate to other girls, either it was his fans or another celebrity. You knew that it was one of the consequences you had to take when you said yes to his love confession. You also knew all of he did was just part of his work, nothing more nothing less. But why was it still bothering you?

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