these two always touching

anonymous asked:

I saw your newest tiny McHanzo and I am crying. Literally I am laying in bed with tears in my eyes because they're so cute and gay and in love. Good art. Good art. 👌👌👌

aNON OH MY GOD,,, I HAVE NO WORDS??? thats so sweet and i love u please have another tiny mchanzo just for u  ( ˘ ³˘)♥ 


Movies Meme: [4/5] Female Movie Characters → Sharpay Evans (High School Musical Triology)
↳ “What do I want? Gosh, I wouldn’t know where to begin. But I know where it ends. Center stage. A single spotlight.”

“BATMAN IS NEVER JEALOUS” - Bruce Wayne x Reader

#5. “Who the fuck is this guy!? “My brother….” “Sure! Sure he is!”

Here we go for jealous Bruce Wayne, because that’s what this prompt inspired me to write. Boom, hope you’ll like it I’m a bit unsure about this one, feedbacks are welcome : 

(My masterlist blog here :


Damian was a bit confused. Usually, on patrol, they would like…do things. Catch criminals. Stop bank robberies. Save widows and orphans.

Yes, Damian was utterly confused as to why tonight, his father and him were following…his mom. Not Talia. You. He never considered Talia his mother, he came to that realization the first time you made him hot cocoa and cookies after he had a rough day, and just…talked to him. Asked him how he was feeling. Just genuinely cared for him, something Talia Al’Ghul never did. 

She was his mother, but you were his mommy. 

And so, tonight, as he was jumping from a building to another, following you through the dark street of Gotham, he wasn’t really sure what was going on. 

Oh my God…Were you a criminal ? Was he going to loose you because his father was going to put you behind bars ? But he loves you ! How could he ? 

If it came to that, Damian decided that he would fight his dad, giving you enough time to escape. Yes. He would save you. There was no way he was letting his mommy go in prison, no matter what she did…

His father was talking to Dick about something happening in North Gotham. He then proceeded to call Tim to ask him to go to the docks join Jason because some big drug deal was going on…And once again, Damian wondered why they were tracking you instead of taking care of the real issues. 

He looked down in the street, you were at a small cafe, ordering a huge cup of coffee, that he knew was probably the blackest beverage ever. You liked it that way. But that’s it. You were getting coffee. Sure it was 10:30 pm but like, you couldn’t always just stay at the Manor right ? You’d be bored ! 

Besides, you were a writer, you often came to get coffee at night with your notebook, you always said it brought you lots of inspiration (he loved your stories, and was your number one beta reader). 

It wasn’t an unusual thing for you to be out, getting coffee (even if Gotham was dangerous at night, you knew how to defend yourself thanks to your Husband’s training, and besides, one of your sons kinda always had an eye on you anyway…just to be sure), so again, why were they here ? Why weren’t they on the docks, with Tim and Jason, to fight some real criminals ? 

Bruce refused to let Damian patrol alone so far, which is why he was with him, but usually, he’d explain what was going on you know ? Not able to contain himself anymore, Damian asked : 

-Father…why are we spying on mom ? 

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Little details you don’t notice at first (1/?)

-Even most likely comforting Isak and chasing away his fears while having his arms around Isak’s waist (or holding his hand).


On visiting Greece as a Hellenic polytheist

There is something profoundly altering about standing on the soil of those who first honoured the Gods I honour, seeing the places where they worshipped and the land that is still there. Here I am, soon to be two millennia after the fall of this palace, this temple, this sanctuary, here I am with my bound hair and my heart full of devotion towards these same deities the people who died here believed in. Around me are ruins, and yet I am - we are - still here.

There is a strange continuity, even beyond time. This land is interwoven with sacredness. This is the sea Poseidon first claimed as his own, the forests Artemis first roamed. These columns, that oak at Dodona, they were places of utmost reverence, and you can still feel it. The pilgrims who came here came with bowed head and hands full of flowers and incense. They sometimes asked lighthearted questions of the oracles, true - should I marry this girl, should I move to the next village over - but never without respect. When looking up towards the ever-present mountains, it is difficult not to understand how much the Gods deserve it. They are so much greater than us.

It makes me want to be the best I can be for them - to serve them in all my words and actions, like those who walked here before me did. To honour, too, and to remember these ancestors of mine, even if they are only ancestors in humanity.

My religion will come with me when I return, of course. But it is good to sit with these stones. Their warmth in the evening sun reminds me, despite these two thousand years, I am not alone.

(Pictures, in order: the temple of Apollon in Delphi, the oracle of Zeus in Dodona, the sanctuary in Delphi, the path up Mount Olympus, and the Erechtheion in Athens.)

If two points are destined to touch, the universe will always find a way to make the connection - even when all hope seems to be lost. Certain ties cannot be broken. They define who we are - and who we can become. Across space, across time, among paths we cannot predict - nature always finds a way.
—  from Touch
Supernatural Preference #4 | Cuddling



Dean never liked to admit it when he was in a cuddling mood. He tended to keep himself very reserved and would always lay with his back to you, almost to prove to himself that he doesn’t need you. Of course, you never buy it and typically end up wrapping your arms and a leg around him, burrowing your face in between in shoulder blades, smiling at the quiet sigh of pleasure Dean always released when you held him.


Despite all your attempts to explain to Sam that your body couldn’t take his weight, Sam always laid practically right on top of you. He liked to blanket you with his own lengthy body. He’d never admit it but it made him feel safer, knowing that if something tried to get you in the night they’d have to get through him first.


Castiel is very shy about romance, he gets all pink and flustered when you kiss him and he stutters when you grab his hand, so cuddling always had the butterflies flying in his stomach. You’d curl up next to him in bed and grab his face, forcing him to look at you. You’d press soft kisses on his forehead and the tip of his nose, assuring him that he doesn’t have to be nervous around you. When you’d wake up, he’d be holding you against body in an iron grip.


It’s not desirable. That’s what Crowley says. He doesn’t like that lovey-dovey stuff, but you never believed him. He practically exploded with excitement when the two of you managed to have the time to go out for a romantic evening, he was all chocolate strawberries and silk sheets, but still he said he didn’t like fluffy love. Sure. You were always laying on him, your torso on his chest and your legs tangled with his. Every time you climbed on him he let out a dramatic whine and insisted he didn’t want to cuddle but you did note that if it really bothered him he would ask you to stop, and he always ran his fingers through your hair and sang softly when he thought you were asleep.


Gabe loved touching, the two of you were always curled up together. Your fingers always laced together when you walked, kisses exchanged before you went off to fight some monster of sorts. His favorite thing to do with you was watch scary movies. He’d wrap his arm around your shoulders, you always had both your hands fisted in his t-shirt as you let out squeals of excitement when your favorite actors came on screen of yelps of fear as you buried your face in the crook of his neck, demanding that he tells you when the scene is over.

There’s these two kids in my school who are always touching somehow. This morning they were holding hands in French class and here one is fondly stroking the other’s face. When one of my bestfriends asked them if they were dating the one with the white polo just smiled while the other one started blushing really hard and just stuttered a weak “what”. (x)


My sweet darling @p0ck3tf0x, 6 years ago I had drew you fanart for your story “Gravediggers” because it was such a pretty autumn story and I was always touched by how you would right our two old mens.

I always wanted to draw more of this story and here it is.:) 

I love you so much and you still pull at my heartstrings everyday!!

Happy birthday my love!! 

ps: Like our dear author said in her author notes on this story, please please please do not desecrate graves! Its kinda illegal and very rude to families and….to the poor skeletons.;) (they need their beauty rest for the skeleton war!)

Higher (pt 7)

Originally posted by lawlliets

Member: Exo Suho/Junmyeon

Type: Fluff/Angst/Future Smut

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

You clamped your mouth shut, your eyes darting around the room to avoid his gaze. Your fingers scratched the sheets, your heart beating faster as you felt the bed shift. Then there was a feathery touch at your cheek, and you gasped, your eyes snapping back to his as his fingers lightly ran across your jaw. 

“I don’t think you want me to kiss you,” he muttered, his fingers still softly caressing you. “Look at yourself, you’re terrified.” 

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There I was, minding my own business when suddenly intense Luffy and Robin nakama feels hit me.

That’s a lie. I always have feelings for these two.

Only Friends Are Allowed To Touch Luffy’s Hat.

Give Me A Reason

Hi:) Could you write an imagine where the reader is Peter parkers girlfriend, before he get’s bitten by the spider She notices something is completely wrong she thinks it has something to do with her She gets frustrated and confronts him about it he refuses to tell her in fear of losing her but then at last opens up about and show her Thank you:)

Word Count: 2833

A/N: Sorry if this isn’t what you had in mind! I went a little crazy while writing this!

Peter Parker and (Y/N).

That’s how it’s always been. Kids in your grade can’t remember a time when you two weren’t attached at the hip. The both of you have been best friends since day one. Aunt May would babysit you as a child when your parents were away on their long business trips. You were practically raised in her apartment.

You and Peter were best friends from the first day you hung out. Which was the third day of kindergarten, when Kevin pushed you off the swings and you started crying. Peter sat with you in the sand and made funny faces until you laughed.  

Since then it was always Peter and (Y/N).

The two of you started dating freshmen year of high school. He asked you out in the middle of a movie night, which was not uncommon for the two of you. Without hesitation, you said yes. It’s been like a dream for you ever since.

The two of you are always touching during schools, whether it be holding hands while walking down the hallways or a foot pressed against the back of yours during class or even just him messing with the sleeve of your (his) sweater during free time in class. You guys don’t do a lot of PDA, but you are always reassuring the other that you’re nearby.

As much as everyone hated to admit it, the two of you are perfect together. Many classmates believe you guys will get married in the future. Soulmates, that’s what they call you. But, because of the strong love you have for each other, bullies will use it as weapon. Flash will often tell Peter that you’re too good for him or that you’re cheating on him. Sometimes, he lets the harsh words get to him. You’ll be told that Peter is only with you for your popularity or for sex. And sometimes, you’ll let the harsh words get to you.

When that happens, Peter will get you your favorite hot coco from the tiny corner shop and you’ll get him his favorite sandwich. The two of you will be silent while enjoying your treats and the presence of the other one. Before one of you breaks and asks the other if anything the bullies say is true. Of course, it’s not, but reassurance is always nice. The two of you will spend the rest of the night in each other’s arms, watching cheesy romcoms (your choice) and nerdy sifi movies (his choice).

All of this was normal for the two of you. Tiny touches and affectionate words was normal. Movie date nights 3 times a week was normal. Study dates and weird outings was normal. So, when it all suddenly stopped, it made you worry. And you worried hard.

It’s Wednesday and it’s been approximately 2 weeks since the last date with Peter. You guys have been doing the whole relationship thing for only a year, but it’s been awesome. Up until 2 weeks ago. There haven’t been any movie dates, study dates or unusual outings. You guys haven’t held hands down the hallways or even hugged in 2 weeks. You don’t understand the sudden change in behavior.

The only reason he would suddenly stop acting like your boyfriend is if he doesn’t want to be yours anymore. You sigh, grabbing your Calculus book from your locker. Peter usually walks with you to Calculus, since it’s a shared class of yours, but he isn’t there. He hasn’t been there. You shake your head before picking your chin up. You can’t act like someone kicked your puppy when it’s only a little relationship drama. Every couple has had their fights, so have you and Peter. The two of you will get over it and be better than ever.

Someone shoves you into a locker, making you whimper a little in pain. You look up to see Flash, followed by a group of giggling girls.

“Did Peter finally realize how much you suck and leave you?” Flash sneers at you, walking away before you can even say anything.

You want to scream at him. You want to grab him and shake him and convince him that Peter still loves you, because convincing him… would mean convincing yourself. You don’t even believe that he still loves you.

You take a deep breath and walk to Calculus class, ignoring the jeers that bullies throw your way as you walk through the hallways alone. You finally make it to class and your heart shatters to see Peter sitting in a seat, that was as far from your normal seat as possible.

You walk up to him and you clear your throat to get his attention. He looks up at you, but not the same way he usually does. He doesn’t look at you like you’re his entire world, he looks at you like you killed his entire world. “So…” You cough awkwardly, “Will you pick up some of my hot coco on your way home?” You ask him, your voice cracking slightly when you ask him. That was the way you’d let him know that what people are saying is starting to get to you.

You notice a brief flicker of something in his eyes, remorse… guilt? But it’s gone as quick as it came. He shuffles his feet and his hands won’t stay still. His eyes don’t meet yours. “I, uh, can’t… I have something after school… it requires me to, uh, stay here…” He tells you, breaking your heart with every word and stammer.

You nod your head, “That’s okay, Peter, you can bring it ‘round after your thing?” You’re silently pleading with him, begging him to come around after school and make things go back to the way they were. People are starting to file into class and you don’t want to cause a scene.

He shakes his head, scratching at the back of his neck. “I can’t, I promised Aunt May I’d help her clean.”

You bite your bottom lip to stop it from shaking. “R-right. Aunt May, she’s always wanting to keep everything clean.” You play along with the lie he told, your heart breaking even more with every word.

You nod your head one more time before going to sit in your normal seat, across the room from him. Tears are pricking at your eyes, wanting to be let out, but you won’t let them. The only comfort you have now, is the fact that you’re wearing Peter’s sweatshirt. The warmth of the sweatshirt reminds you of when you’d cuddle with him, his arms wrapped around you and your face pressed against his chest. A smile permanently plastered on your face as you dozed off.

You force yourself out of the memory and back into class. You spend the whole period focused on only math, making yourself forget about everything as you try to learn everything the teacher is teaching.

When the final bell rings, signally the end of class and the end of the school day, you’re one of the last ones to leave the classroom. You slowly pack all your things away and make sure you jotted everything down correctly. There’s no need to rush to leave since Peter isn’t waiting for you. He was one of the first out of the classroom.

The entire walk home was like out of a sad music video. It was raining, of course, and you were crying. You just didn’t want to lose Peter, you really didn’t. You love him.

When you get to your apartment, you had finally decided what you needed to do. You needed to march yourself over there, first thing, and demand him give you a reason to how he’s been acting lately. If he can’t give you one, then it’s over. It breaks your heart to even think breaking up with Peter, but that’s what needs to happen. You can’t keep hurting yourself over and over again for someone who doesn’t even notice.

You take a deep breath, staring at your front door before opening. There’s no turning back now. You begin the decline to Peter’s floor. He’s only 2 floors below you. You quickly reach his front door and you knock, your heart beating so fast that you think you’re having a heart attack.

Aunt May opens the door and grin when she sees you, she pulls you into a bear hug. “Oh, (Y/N)! I missed you! I was worried when you and Peter weren’t hanging around here lately! I almost thought you two broke up!” She laughs, “Of course that’d be ridiculous! You two are a match made in heaven!”

You giggle nervously, hugging Aunt May back. This may be the last time you see her for a while. “Y-yeah, Aunt May. That’d be ridiculous.”

She lets go and waves you in, telling you that Peter’s currently in his room. Which means he lied to you about having something to do after school. You close your eyes in annoyance before quickly opening them. You don’t want Aunt May to think anything is wrong. You make your way to his door, your heart beating out of your chest.

You knock on his door.

“Come in,” You hear Peter’s muffled voice.

You take a shaky breath before opening his door. His eyes connect with yours and a pit forms in the bottom of your stomach. You know already that this won’t end well. Tears leak from your eyes, tears that you never wanted.

You close the door behind you, your motions stiff. You angrily wipe the tears away from your eyes before you sit in his computer chair, him on his bed.

“I want to know.” You whisper, your eyes on your hands, your fingers picking at the skin around your nails, a nervous habit of yours.

“Know what?” He asks, his voice hoarse. He knows what you want to know. But he wants to hear you say it.

“Why you’ve been so distant lately, Peter. Is it because of me? Do you not… do you not love me anymore?” You ask, tears coming in a steady stream as you voice your thoughts. Normally, if you cry, he’d wrap his arms around you and pull you into his chest. He’d let you cry as much as you needed until you’d be ready to talk. But he doesn’t even try to console you now.

Peter looks away, clenching his jaw as if he were angry. “(Y/N)… I love you. You know how much I love you. I just… it’s complicated, alright? I can’t tell you.”

You shake your head. “It’s not complicated. It’s not. We’re not complicated. We never have been. Freshman year, we had our first fight. You thought that I’d cheat on you. We fixed that issue within one night. That wasn’t complicated. Beginning of sophomore year, when we had sex for the first time. That wasn’t complicated. Or when you kissed me for the first time on my balcony. That wasn’t complicated. When you told me you loved me, when we slept in the same bed for the first time, when I fell in love with you. None of that was complicated, Peter. And neither is this.” You voice is thick with tears, your body shaking as memories flood you. All happy and all with Peter.

Peter bites his lips, his hands shaking slightly on his knees. “(Y/N)… please… I love you. I love you so much.” He knows what’s happening next. You know and that makes you cry harder.

“Peter. I love you too. I love you so much it makes my heart hurt. Please. Give me a reason. Please, Peter. All you have to do is give me a reason and I’ll forgive you. I’ll kiss you and we can watch a movie. It will go back to normal. Peter. Give me a reason.” You cry, begging him for something he can’t give you. And you know this, but your tears don’t stop and you can’t help but hope for a stupid reason like Flash’s ridiculing finally got to him and he didn’t want you to know so he pushed you away.

Tears begin to fall from Peter’s eyes as he shakes his head. “I can’t tell you (Y/N). Please, it’s not you. I promise. Please just believe me. I just… I can’t tell you.”

You stand up, wiping your hands on your jeans. You slowly unzip his sweatshirt and place it neatly on his chair. “I understand, Peter. I love you, but I can’t be with you. Not if you keep treating me like someone you hate. I love you so much, Peter.” You tell him, one tear away from full on balling. You’re breathing is quick and shallow, you’re about to have a panic attack.

You walk away from his bedroom, not looking Aunt May in the eyes. She heard everything and there’s tears running down her face too. You walk up into your apartment and sit on your bedroom floor, balling your eyes out. It’s too much pain. Too much hurt in your heart. You had to walk away from the love of your life.

You cried for what seemed like forever, you cried until the moon came out and then you cried some more. Before finally moving into your bed. You cry some more until you hear a tap on your window. It’s 11:30, who would be at your window?

You click on your lamp to see Peter in your window. His eyes are puffy and red, tears dried on his cheeks as he waits for you to open the window.

You open it, your hands shaking so much that it took you a few tries just to do it. When you finally do, he doesn’t come in.

“You asked for a reason as to why I’ve been so distant. (Y/N), this is it.” He whispers, his voice rough with tears as he begins to climb through your window. He’s done this before, but instead of landing on your floor, he begins to climb up the walls, on your ceiling before jumping off, landing softly next to you.

He lays a hand on your cheek, angling your face so that you’d look him in the eyes. “I didn’t want to tell you because… I didn’t want you to be in danger. I want to help people, (Y/N). I want to be able to help this city. But people may come after you if Spider-man starts to pay special attention to a girl. I would rather die than have you hurt.”

Tears begin to fall again. Peter shakes his head, wiping the tears away. “Don’t cry, babygirl. Please. I love you. Please, don’t cry. I love you. Please don’t leave me. Please.” He whispers.

You try to stop your crying as you stare up at him, before finally leaning up to kiss him. The kiss is wet and desperate. You pull away, your breathing heavy and your lips pink. “I love you, Peter. So goddamn much it hurts. I understand why you didn’t tell me. But why did you decide to tell me now?” You ask, opening your eyes to look at him. His lips are slightly pink as well.

He sighs, racking a hand through his hair. “Because I knew that if I didn’t tell you, you’d never come back around. You’d never come back. Because you’re the type of person to turn around and never look back. I couldn’t let you do that. I love you so much. It hurt so much to know that I had made you so sad. To lie to you felt like I was being stabbed. I love you so much that I’d tell you my secret just to have you by my side. And that may be selfish, to put you in danger just to be able to date you. But I’m selfish when it comes to you, (Y/N). I just love you so much.” He finishes his rant with a passionate kiss. It takes your breath away, just as much as it did the first time you kissed him.

“I love you too, Peter.” You whisper, your forehead pressed against him. He wraps something around your shoulders and you look down to see his sweatshirt.

“Everything is going to be okay.” He tells you, looking down at you like you are his world reborn.

“Everything will be okay so long as we love each other.” You tell him, smiling as you zip his hoodie up and gently pull him down to kiss him again.

“So, is that a yes to dating me again, because I’m not quite clear…” Peter asks you, pulling away from the kiss to do so.

You laugh, rolling your eyes and pull him in for another kiss. “Of course, I love you.” You whisper before connecting your lips with his once again.

The rest of the night was spent in each other’s arms, watching cheesy romcoms (your pick) and nerdy sifi moves (his pick).

BTS Reaction to you loving skinship-

(for anon)


Originally posted by bwiseoks

Sweet Jin doesn’t mind your clinginess at all. He holds onto you and gives you as much skin to skin contact as you want. “Come here you little koala bear.”


Originally posted by dreamyoongi

Yoongi doesn’t mind that you love skinship so much. He’s pretty neutral about it and actually loves it when he needs extra care and love after a stressful day. “I’ve had a long day. Come give me a hug.”


Originally posted by jaayhope

Loves loves LOVES your clinginess. Wants to have skin to skin contact just as much as you do. “Crossing the street, hold my hand!”

Rap Mon-

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Like yoongi, namjoon didn’t mind your clinginess. And even appreciates it when he’s feeling lonely. “I need you, please come here.” He’d say opening his arms to which you happily jumped in.


Originally posted by bwipsul

Jimin was sort of clingy himself so he loved your love of skinship. You two were always holding onto and touching eachother in some way. 


Originally posted by je0n

Liked the fact that you’re clingy just cause he loves to feel needed. He loves to feel like he’s doing his job as a boyfriend and making you feel happy.


Originally posted by jengkook

You two sicken everybody with how touchy feely you are with eachother. But that didn’t matter to the two of you, so long as you could continue having your skin to skin contact.

boyfriend!jackson au

Request: hi! can you please do a boyfriend!jackson au? thank you so much! (:

Thank you for requesting an au, I had fun writing this one bc Jackson is so !!cute!! and I love writing like this omg it’s so fun and I don’t have to be as serious with it.

I have maybe two more requests after this one, but I don’t know when I’ll get around to writing them because I still have a project or two, a book report, and a singing thing for extra credit in english AH

again thank u to whoever sent me this au suggestion its cU te bc jackSIN

Originally posted by weebits

  • he first saw you at hollys coffee
  • you were sitting alone at one of the window tables and he thought you looked lonely and sad
  • so he came to you like
  • HEY swETIE u look kinda lonely (he does an internal haha) mind if i sit with u???
  • you were like?? okay sure buddy whatever
  • immediately, and i mean immediately did you two become friends
  • BEST FRIENDS AT THAT (jackson is just such a sweet man how can you not love him)
  • you two were so noisy in the coffee shop when you first met that you two got kicked out
  • its not your fault jackson made you laugh so hard?? so hard that u nearly hit your face on the tabL E
  • okay fast forward one year
  • jackson is completely wrapped around your finger (he has been ever since he first met you but he doesnt need u to know that)
  • he won’t ever leave your side because he feels lonely when he’s not stuck to your side
  • he teases you about your height OFTEN how rude
  • he ruffles your hair and makes smooching sounds so that you don’t get huffy with him though
  • and when you do get huffy and upset with him, he holds you as tight as he can and tells you that your height is perfectly fine, you are perfect the way you are and he tells you with so so much sincerity
  • this is still when you’re friends mind you
  • you both hang out a lot outside because you like the fresh air and jackson likes to give you warm clothes even if you’re already wearing three layers
  • you accept his jacket anyways because they always felt more comfier than your own
  • and when you two did chill inside
  • you usually had your legs thrown across his lap
  • scrolling through your social media feed as jackson watched something on the tv
  • sometimes he would drum his fingers against your knee
  • or randomly hug you and snuggle you because he loves u and ur his lil bun you deserve all the cuddles in the world
  • he realizes he has feelings for you when you two are hanging out at your home
  • you had no make up on and you were wearing shorts and a slightly bigger than your size tshirt
  • you were snug against his side as you two watched a romcom, his arm casually slung behind you on the couch
  • there was one part in the movie that seemed to be really funny to you and he witnessed the way you laughed so hard that it was completely silent
  • your eyes were crinkled up and your hand was barely covering your mouth (which was wide open)
  • when the scene got even funnier that same hand that was covering your mouth slapped his chest and he looked at you with wide eyes and thought ?? what the fuck they’re so cute i love them
  • fast forward to like .. three days later
  • jackson confesses to you, holds your hands tightly even though hes sweating like CRaz y and keeps his gaze on yours as his mouth forms each and every word with such eloquence that your breath catches in your throat
  • of course you accept his confession because wtf you like him too
  • so now you two are dating
  • and jackson has gone from aw ill squeeze u and pinch your cheek affectionate to iM GOING TO SMOTHER YOU WITH MY HUGS affectionate
  • he is almost always seen stuck to your side by your friends and his friends
  • if jackson was a glue he’d either be gorilla glue or loctite super glue.
  • he just won’t leave u alone when you two are together
  • it can be a bit too much sometimes if youre feeling cranky, but really, jackson is super sweet and his hugs are the best
  • he gives u so many kisses !! 2 many to count but u love it so who cares!!
  • when he kisses you he frames your face in his hands or he tilts your chin in his direction so he can lightly kiss your lips
  • jackson absolutely loves giving you kisses on the top of your head and he loves holding your hand or your wrist
  • theres always some part of him touching you
  • once you two got together you both stayed in more, but still went outside, just not as much as you two used to
  • the only reason why you didn’t go out that much anymore is because you two would be too busy staring or giggling at the other
  • and a lot of people sometimes gave you annoyed looks because you too were really affectionate in public
  • like one day it was very cold, it was even cold inside the coffee shop you two met in and you both were waiting in a very long line
  • you didn’t wear enough thick layers and jackson scolded you bc “you naughty girl, you’re going to catch a cold if you don’t start wearing warmer clothes ): “
  • and with his hands shoved in his pockets, he opens his trench coat to invite you into his very very warm embrace
  • u know
  • COUGHS this one (creds 2 the owner thank u for this picture)
  • he hooks his chin on the top of your head with a grin and you can’t help but blush once he wraps his arms around your waist with his coat closing in around the both of you
  • v cute
  • he lOVES IT when u rest your head in his lap becaus e youre so pretty and he loves you and he wants to run his fingers through your hair all the time just to see you flutter your eyes closed and fall asleep with his fingers tangled in the strands
  • jackson is so fond of you and he thinks you are a wonderful person, inside and out, he never lets you forget that because he wants to be sure that you absolutely know and understand that you are his sweetheart and he thinks you’re suPER #1 on the planet
  • he tugs at your hand a lot when he wants you to see something he found cool
  • you also pull at the hem of his shirt when you want his attention and he FINDS IT SO ADORABLE YOU’RE SO CUTE
  • he lives for your compliments
  • ur laugh gives him life
  • your kisses healed a boo boo he got on his finger once (he swears it was because of the kisses not the ointment)
  • he gets shy when u touch his chest or bury your face in the crook of his neck aw bean
  • he screams each time he sees you
  • “JAGIYA”
  • all in all jackson is a super sweet man who will treat u right and give u the love you deserve

moonylady  asked:

malec + wearing each other's clothes

The first thing Alec noticed when he first woke up was that he was alone. He hadn’t even opened his eyes, but when he moved closer into the space where Magnus was, instead of nuzzling into his boyfriends shoulder, he was met with a face full of pillow.

The second thing Alec noticed once he had opened his eyes and sat up, was the sound of music and Magnus humming along to it coming from the kitchen. A smile spread across his lips as he listened to Magnus move around the kitchen, hearing the kettle come to boil and cupboards opening and shutting.

Alec slipped out of bed, pulling one of Magnus’ jumpers on, the material slightly loose around his shoulders and arms, but still a comfy fit on him. He tugged the sleeves down to cover his hands as he padded into the kitchen, Magnus’ small humming getting louder as he got closer.

The third thing that Alec noticed that morning was Magnus dancing in the kitchen, wearing Alec’s sweatpants low on his hips. The cuffs of the pants were rolled up so that Magnus’ ankles were showing. Magnus was stood in front of the stove, cooking something that Alec couldn’t see, and his head was bopping and hips were swaying to the music that was playing from the radio on the side.

He shuffled over to Magnus and circled his arms around his waist, bringing his hands to rest against Magnus’ stomach. He felt Magnus relax into his touch as he nuzzled his head into his neck, letting his lips brush against the smooth skin there.

“Good morning to you, too.” Alec mumbled a good morning back, but the words were lost in Magnus’ neck.

“Alexander, is that my jumper you’re wearing?”

Alec lifted his head so that his chin was resting on Magnus’ shoulder. “Mm, yeah it is. But I figured since you weren’t there when I woke up, that it was okay. Plus, I’m pretty sure those are my sweatpants.”

“They are. And they are very comfortable, so I may be stealing them.”

“That’s okay; I quite like seeing you in them.”

Magnus turned his head to press a kiss against the corner of Alec’s jaw, his lips rubbing against the slight stubble that had started to grow there. They moved away from each other, the two finishing up making breakfast, but always still close enough to touch.

The last thing Alec noticed that morning was that he hoped every morning could be this blissful.


pairing: peter parker x reader 

word count: 1.9k

warnings: fluff? very confused peter + small makeout session

summary: ‘ peter’s falling in love with you and all he wants to do is kiss you breathless & watch as your eyes light up when he tells you that you’re his universe. 

a/n: hello! this is my first time writing for tumblr (i used to write on wattpad) and this is my first imagine or whatever you’d like to call it. i hope you guys enjoy and i look forward to writing more!

Originally posted by dayaholics

Euphoric. The feeling of being naturally high. The feeling of stumbling into a blanket of autumn leaves. The smell of coffee after a good night’s sleep. The iridescent pink glow on rooftops at dawn. Opening the curtains to blue skies. Turning the key in the lock, when all you want is to be at home.

This was how Peter felt whenever he gazed at you. He felt euphoric.

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Requested: Hi lovely!!! can you write something about Shawn always having to have to touch y/n everywhere they go just to know she’s there and safe? Like when theyre driving, his hand on her thigh or his arms wrapped around her while they stand in line at starbucks?!


You’re seated in the passenger seat of Shawn’s jeep. His left hand is on the steering wheel as you cruise down the freeway on the way to his rehearsal space. A comfortable silence has settled between the two of you as you’re just treasuring this time you get to spend together. You’re especially aware of these moments together because you know that he has to leave for tour in a few days.

His right hand finds your bare knee, then travels up slightly to mid-thigh. His thumb casually caressing your thigh as he sings softly along to the radio, keeping his eyes on the road in front of him. His fingers start drumming on your leg along to the beat, and you think back to the first time he did that. You had only been dating a few weeks, and when his hand found your thigh, your heart sped up nervously. You thought that maybe he was trying to make a move, a move you didn’t think you were ready for, but it turns out he wasn’t. He was just driving, and listening to the radio, and enjoying your presence beside him. He later told you that he liked to rest his hand on your thigh because he liked to be able to feel you next to him. It wasn’t a sexual touch, it wasn’t asking for anything more or anything from you, he just liked to know you were there. 

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mark tuan as your boyfriend

Originally posted by ceohan

mark tuan as your boyfriend | 1,000 words

  • would be the Cutest and Softest Boyfriend ever
  • always wanting to cuddle or hold your hand and always looking out for you and thinking about you
  • one of his favorite past times is to wrap his arms around your waist, pull you in close and take a nap
  • he’d also be a super chill boyfriend too!! like Mark would be 101% happy with just staying home to cuddle and exchange kisses all day with you instead of going out
  • but he would like going out sometimes to spice thing up like from relaxing dates at the park or the beach where you two would just enjoy the scenery while snuggling closely to each other
  • of course he’d also take you out on exciting dates too filled with adventure like kayaking, skydiving, or going to an amusement park with extreme rollercoasters… only if you were down though

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Pentagon As HighSchoolers That Has A Crush On You

Jinho: Lead Singer of The School Choir. Writes songs about you in class as he stares at you from across the room. Often daydreams about you as well. His textbook is filled with song lyrics but somehow always aces his tests. Is too shy to speak to you so he leaves a mixtape in your locker with songs he composed that were dedicated to you. You never figure out it was him so he does this every valentines day hoping you’d one day realizes. 

Originally posted by smalljino

Hui: Junior Year Member Of The School Choir. Is the second lead singer and waiting to be the first as soon as Jinho graduates. (Is his competition in choir and for your heart) The one who comes up to you with his crew acting cool. Is greasy, often hits you with cheesy pickup lines and dad jokes thinking he looks cool. Tries to show off his vocals during school performances, often trying to sing over Jinho’s part. Jinho is in his crew but somehow Hui is the leader.

“What, do you like her too or something?”


(Meanwhile Edawns memorized by you). 

Originally posted by smalljino

Hongseok: Captain of The Wrestling Team. Tells his friends and whole family about his crush on you. Warns everyone at school that “Y/N my girl. Hands off.” even though he’s never had the courage to ask you out. You think of him as a big brother because he’s always conveniently there to save you from a flying soccer ball or from bullies. The popular girl in school likes him but he only focuses on you so you often get in trouble by her alot but he’s always there to save the day.

“I’m not dating the popular girl but I do have someone else in mind…”

Originally posted by organicdawn

Edawn: Best friends with Hui. Often skips class or sleeps in class because of the late night rap battles at an underground club that he attends to often . Often gets in fights at school with students and teachers. Doesn’t show up when there are tests until one day you flicked him in the head when he was sleeping and told him to study. Finally noticed you who sat next to him and developed a crush. Starts to come to school more often and jokes around with you in class. You then start to tutor him and help him pass classes. You are the only person he will listen to and set him straight especially when he does stupid shit. 

“So we studying together after at your place or what?”

Originally posted by edawnnie

Yeo-one: The nerd. Passes every test and always offers you the notes or answers to the next test because he’s the teacher’s pet. Likes you alot and always tries to get close to you by helping you with class work. Overshadowed by Hui because he’s Hui’s minion but still likes and admires you from afar and he’s content with it being that way as long as you know of his existence. 

Originally posted by nugutaegi

Shinwon: The popular boy in school that gets gifts and confessions from girls every day but he only sees you.Is close friends with you too. Often gives any snacks he received as a gift to you for lunch and leaves it on your desk. Doesn’t hit on you but whenever you two get into a heated argument it’s always with you against a wall and his face inches apart from yours but never actually kissing you and just walking off in frustration. Genuinely cares about you and has confessed to you once before but his high reputation always steers you away from him. 

Originally posted by hongseok

Kino: The president of The Dance Club. Performs during every school festival and rallies. Super nice and is your childhood friend who you never knew had a crush on you. You two walk home together because you live next door to each other and You two do almost everything together. You often go to his performances to support him. He is always there when you need him during hard times and knows all your secrets. He is determined one day you will be his girlfriend because he’s confident noone else knows you better than him.

Originally posted by yeo1

Yanan: The foreign exchange student who is really good in math and Korean. Eventually becomes head of the Student Council. Best friends with Yuto and Wooseok. Super strict and reserved but whenever you come to him for school concerns, he turns into a stuttering smiling mess. Always denies other student’s request but will agree to whatever you desire. Is in your p.e class and often falls on his face or gets hit by a flying ball because he wasn’t paying attention from staring at you too long. Buys you lunch often or makes lunch from home and gives them to you with a shy smile but can never eat with you because Kino is always there. Gets jealous super easily too and turns into a kid when he does.


Wooseok: shhhhhh its ok its ok.”

Originally posted by 1aeyong

Yuto: The captain of the baseball team. Knows his best friends like you but will not give up either. Very friendly and waves hi to you from across the baseball field when you are at p.e and Yanan think he’s waving at him. During school sport festivals he loves to show off his athletic skills in front of you and loves winning for you when he’s on your team and cheers for you like crazy too when it’s your turn for batting. Always invites you to a ramen shop after school and chats until it gets dark. You two become good friends even though Yuto wants to be more than friends. 

“You were cute out there on the field even though your bat flew across the field instead of the ball.”

Originally posted by adachisyuto

Wooseok: Best friends with Yanan and Yuto. Is part of the school gang of misfits but never let anyone mess with you ever. Comes to school with bruises and bandaids on his face but because you two are friends, you always ask if he’s fine and touches his face for comfort. Falls in love with you even more everyday and texts you 24/7. Cocksblocks Kino every chance he gets and always calls you after every fight so you would run to where he was with your safety kit. You end up always sitting with him on a bench near the local convenient store bandaiding him up and eating ice cream together. It has become your tradition ever since but he doesn’t tell anyone about this. Wants to protect you and likes you alot.

Originally posted by yeo1

anonymous asked:

Hello! You're omegaverse posts were so well written! I'm so surprised that I could find someone who writes this AU. May I please have alpha Todoroki pining after omega reader? Could end in a confession, up to you.

Thank you, darling! This AU is my lifeblood. I’m glad you guys like it as much as I do! I’m going to write this as a continuation of this post

“Todoroki-kun!” your smile, throwing your arms around his neck.

You rub your face into the scenting glands on his neck. Todoroki twitches, feeling your lips brush over the tender skin. You pull back and grin at him. If you were his omega, this would be the moment where he kisses you. He would slightly dip you back, holding you against his body, as he moves his lips against yours. But you aren’t his omega, and Todoroki isn’t your alpha. 

You are just the oblivious little omega who happens to torment him on a daily basis because of said obliviousness.

“Thank you for helping me with the English homework,” you are beaming up at him as you follow him into his home.

Todoroki clears his throat, looking off to the side, as he fights a blush threatening to cover his face, “It’s no problem at all.”

Any excuse to sit next to you. And just be near you. While the two of you are alone together. He leads you to his kitchen where the two of you sit down. Taking out your books and notes, Todoroki begins his tutoring session. You lean your head against his shoulder as you listen to his deep voice explain today’s grammar lesson. Pointing to the work sheet, you move to rest your chin on him as you ask a question. Todoroki can’t even register the question you just asked. He is too busy focusing on the light scent wafting from you and the feeling of your warm breath against his jaw. 

“Todoroki-kun, are you listening to me?”

You are pressing your breast against his arm as you lean even closer to him, furrowing your eyebrows with concern. His scent is a little off, and you can’t keep your primitive omega from reaching out to him. Todoroki blushes. He notes the change in your scent as well as the instinctive need to calm your alpha stirs within you. Your alpha?

Todoroki is staring at your lips. You are always like this. The two of you are always like this. Always touching and scenting each other and holding each other’s hand. You are just being a good friend to him. When you calm him and smile up at him, you are just being a good friend, that’s all. Right? There’s nothing else here. You aren’t his omega. You’re his friend. That’s all, right?

But he can’t take it anymore. He can’t take anymore feather-soft touches without kissing you. He doesn’t want you to smile at him unless it’s a smile just for him. You should his. His omega. You already acted like it. The only thing missing is the title. 


He closes the space between you, claiming your lips in a sweet kiss. Your eyes widen. His lips are so soft and they feel like heaven as they move over yours. They feel right. When he pulls away, you are looking into his heterochromic eyes. 

“Shouto. Call me Shouto.”

You nod, testing his name on your tongue, “Shouto.”

His name sounds so beautiful falling from your lips. He’s never wanted to hear it more.

“Shou … Shouto,” you lightly grasp at his shirt, “Can we … can we kiss again?”

Todoroki cups your face, running his thumb over your bottom lip. His nose brushes against yours as he brings your face closer to his. 

“Of course.”