this is impossible to color btw but this is so beautiful

Everytime a person states that black elves are IMPOSSIBLE thanks to Elves’ Nordic origins in the scheme of “which myths inspire which” I find myself with one reaction.

And I am going to break down WHY. Because the fact is- they are wrong. I’m not even talking about “Historical Accuracy” here (which btw there were Black people in Scandinavia. It happened. They weren’t average, I’ll give you that, but still- they were possible. Also given quotes because we all know this excuse is bullshit since we are dealing with ELVES which are a MADE UP RACE). You see, no, I’m not talking about perceived History. I’m talking about mythological accuracy.

Ooooh, got you interested, didn’t I? As a person who sat on my Swedish Grandmother’s knee as she taught me to paint Hope Chests and regaled me of ye olde stories from ye olde times, and who has since then studied the hell up and started worshiping a being from the Norse pantheon, I have gathered some info. It’s time to crack open your books/web articles/encyclopedia pages people, we’re about to get serious.

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Originally posted by thefirstgingerdoctor

Pairing: Peter Pan x Reader

Prompt:  anonymous asked: okay so I’ve been looking through a LOT of your imagines and its safe to say that i frikin love ur blog and i was wondering if you could do one of peter pan x reader where the reader is watching the campfire at the corner and peter comes up from behind (theyre dating btw) without her knowing and starts kissing down her neck and teasing her there and id love it to be just really cute and pan whispers some inappropriate things and end in smut + lots if foreplay :))

Anonymous asked: YOOO YOUR SMUT IS SO GOOD THANK YOU!!!! More Peter Pan smut okay? ;) Robbie Kay is a sexy devil. But seriously ur writing is so talented you should be proud

Warning: SMUT!                                                                                    

A/N:  I am going to hell. Enjoy darlings!


You had traveled to just about every realm, but you can honestly say Neverland was your favorite. When you had first arrived you knew you were going to love dense-jungle island. It held such magic and wonder that you felt like you had jumped into a fairytale. Well, you kind of had, but that’s beside the point.

When you had first arrived, Peter and his Lost Boys were wary of you, having never had a girl come to the island before, not including Wendy, of course. As time went on, however, the boys learned to love you, seeing you as an equal and friend. Peter had taken an extra special liking to you, though. Two months into your stay in Neverland, the beautiful demon boy had pulled you the most beautiful spot in Neverland, and for the first time, had told you of his love for you. Ever since then, the two of you could rarely be seen without the other. You made him into a better person, the person he thought you deserved, and for once in your life, you could say you were genuinely happy.

It was night; the day had been long day, the boys just now settling down from a day full of games. Most had gone to sleep, but you and a few others had stayed up, watching the campfires glow. You were transfixed by the flames, the colors melding together to create such a wonderful array, it was nearly impossible to look away. You were too lost in thought; you didn’t even hear someone approach you from behind. You felt a pair of lips on the back of your neck, and you jolted in surprise. You soon relaxed, knowing it was Peter. No one else dared to touch you in such a way.

Peter kept placing kisses on your neck, making you moan slightly. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you closer to him. You sighed contently, loving the feeling of his body against you.  You felt him press his lips against the shell of your ear, before you heard him whisper in your ear. “(Y/N), kitten, do you have any idea how much I want you?” You gasped sharply at his words, a faint blush dusting your cheeks. “Oh, love, I’ve been thinking about that tight pussy all day. Can’t wait to get you alone, kitten. Gonna make you scream my bloody name.” You pressed your thighs together in hopes of getting some friction, the wetness in your panties growing.

Peter knew what he was doing, and he loved it. He loved the affect he had on you, what a few simple words could reduce you too. He decided to take it a step further by ghosting his hand over your clothed core, the slight touch making you whimper. He smirked against your neck, knowing he has you right where he wants you. “Come on love, let’s get out of here, yeah?” he whispers in your ear, his hands still ghosting over where you want him most. Not trusting your voice, you nodded, allowing him to poof the pair of you back to his treehouse.

As soon as you appeared in his treehouse he slammed you against a wall, his lips harshly covering yours. You moaned against his lips, pressing your back against his with equal fervor. You brought your hands to his head, tugging at the soft hair there. He groaned, and deepened the kiss. You felt his hand in your hair, before he suddenly jerked your head to the side. You gasped at the feeling, before you felt him bite and suck on your neck. You almost whimpered under his ministrations, loving his treatment of you. He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling your body closer to his.

You felt his hand trailing under your shirt, before firmly grabbing your breasts through your bra, his attack on your neck not stopping for one moment. You were too lost in the sensations; you didn’t even hear a faint snap of his fingers. You hadn’t realized what he had done until you had felt a slight breeze against your skin, your eyes moved down and you saw he had made both of your clothes disappear. You laughed slightly, loving how impatient he was. Your laughter died off when you felt the hand that was once in your hair cupping your core.

You moaned loudly, his fingers slowly and methodically tracing your lower lips. His attack on your breasts hadn’t stopped; his hands alone making you tremble and moan. He pinched your nipple, rolling it between his finger and thumb. The same time he did this, he slowly entered one finger into your dripping core. You whimpered, the feelings were becoming too much. “Peter please…” you whimpered out, wanted to feel more. He smirked, before adding another finger, and quickening his pace. You moaned, the delicious friction causing your knees to shake.

You felt you’re high coming quickly, faster than you had anticipated. Your moans becoming louder, faster, the sounds of your pleasure filling the room. You were almost there, until he suddenly pulled away. You cried out, distraught over the loss of his fingers inside your pussy. “Shh, now love, I’ve got you. Gonna make you feel really good, love, I promise.”

He dropped down on his knees in front of you, his face dangerously close to your core. Your eyes widened at the realization of what he was going to do. He smirked up at you, never breaking eye contact as he licked a broad stripe on your pussy. You moaned out, eyes instantly closing, your head falling back slightly. Peter wrapped his arms arounds your thighs, pushing you closer to him. His tongue teased against your entrance, tracing letters to your core. You could barely make out what he was spelling, your head to dizzy with pleasure. M-I-N-E. You moaned loudly at the realization of what he was spelling, his possessiveness over you turning you on even more. He traced the word over your core a few more times, before finally flicking his tongue over your clit. You nearly screamed, the feeling becoming too much. For the second time that night you felt your high approaching again.

Peter pulled away before you could cum, leaving you almost screaming in frustration. He stood up quickly, pressing you against the wall yet again. “Jump.” He said, a commanding tone in his voice. You instantly complied, jumping up and wrapping your arms around his waist, and your arms around his neck. He pushed your back firmly against the wall before attaching his lips to your, reaching between your bodies to guide his cock into your wet heat. He slowly pushed in, the both of you moaning against the others lips when he was fully sheathed inside you.

He started rocking his hips at a fast pace, earning a grateful moan from you.  “Oh, love, you feel so perfect around me. Bet you love my cock inside you, huh kitten?” He moaned in your ear, the sounds of his grunting and panting flooding your senses. You just frantically nodded your head, words failing you at the moment. He started pounding harder into you, his hand trailing between your bodies, suddenly toying with your clit.

You let out a choked noise, you fingers carding in his hair. . His head dropped into the crook of your neck, his movements relentless. You felt your pussy tighten around his cock, your orgasm approaching for the third time that night.  “P-peter! I-I’m gonna…!” you moaned out, wanting nothing more than to cum. “I know, gorgeous. Me too. C-come for me, (Y/N).Cum, now.”  His words sent you over the edge, your grip on his hair tightened as you screamed out his name. He followed you into bliss, your name falling off his lips like a prayers.

When you both came off of your highs, you shakily un-wrapped your legs around his waist, you almost falling to the ground in the process. Peter caught you in time, and picked you up bridal style, before carrying you over the bed. He laid you down on top of the bed before lying down next to you. You turned to get comfortable, sleep almost consuming you, before you felt Peter wrap an arm around your waist, pulling your body against his.

He leaned over and placed a gently kiss on your forehead. “I love you, my little Lost Girl.” He whispered, his hands playing with your hair as a way to lull you to sleep. You smiled sleepily, before replying “I love you too, Peter.” Sleep quickly took over your mind, his motions soothing you. Peter smiled at your sleeping form, wondering just how he got so lucky to have you in his life.

putaambigua  asked:

Hello! So, I love your blog and I've been reading your Top 5's since yesterday (ididnotsleep). Would you make a Top 5 reasons why to/you ship kurootsukki, please? Btw, would you mind explaining what being "extra" means? Pardon my ignorance, please and thanks in advance(◡‿◡✿)❤︎

Hi my dear, thank you for liking the Top 5s this much!!! I’m !!!!!!!!!! (*°▽°*)
The definition of extra is really easy: it’s an over the top, excessive, and overall dramatic behavior :)

We all know that Kurotsuki is not iwaoi, kagehina, or bokuaka, it’s actually a very well fanmade ship, the canon gave us some material but us fans are “trapped” in the mental image we created about their relationship. That being said, as a writer I found them a very interesting couple because:

1. They bring out hidden sides of each other. They’re so different and yet so similar. Kuroo with his outgoing and flirty personality, Tsukishima with his cool and collected self. But, to their much annoyance, when they’re together they’re able to erase each other’s always perfect confidence, to make the other feel things when they really don’t feel things, to make the world shine with brighter and unknown colors. They’re the definition of ride or die. It’s not a sweet and quite way of discovering each other, it’s a endless tug of war, it’s teasing, it’s fighting, it’s yelling, it’s silence, it’s miscommunication, it’s flirting, it’s needing, it’s wanting, it’s loving. It’s everything, to the most exaggerated extent ever. The fact that they’re able to show it, it’s a complete different story. 

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2. They have a lot to learn from each other. Ok let’s talk canon here. If there’s a person who affected Tsukishima’s blocking style, that person is Kuroo Tetsurou himself. If Bokuto was the one to move his motivation, Kuroo went out of his way to teach everything he could to Tsukki and Tsukki incredibly let himself be guided my him, watched him closely even when they were not practicing together, absorbing every single advice he gave, even when it wasn’t directed to him. On the other side, Tsukishima taught Kuroo that his provocations can truly hurt people, that maybe there are other and smartest ways to make people react, that his provocations can fail and even hurt someone. They can make each other grow, and that’s beautiful.

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3. They have an excellent sexual tension. They are hands down the hottest couple to write smut for. They are equally teasing and dominant, but at the same time they easily let the other be in charge. They’re explorative (name a kink and they can make it happen), intense and relentless. Their sex scenes are honestly always A BLAST. 

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(will I ever stop using this gif? I guess not)

4. The angst potential. You know those excruciating and heartbreaking fights in which they’re both so right and so wrong at the same time and they watch each other walk way and are just too stubborn to call the other back and the aftermath it’s just hidden tears, silence for weeks and aching pain that makes it impossible to properly function? That. 

Originally posted by fraddit

5. They have the best banter. SALTISHIMA SUPREME AND MASTER OF PROVOCATION KUROO-KUN, mix them together to have the ultimate killer mix. And if they are deadly with each other, pray they never decide to team up against you, they could literally incinerate a person just with words if they wanted to. Power couple aesthetic at its finest. 

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- bonus: AHAHAH KILL ME 

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MAGIC MIKE (Jimin: Rated M)

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🍫’s note: I was really inspired to write this when I saw a tweet about an outfit of Chim. He was wearing a bondage harness for fuck’s sake was instantly reminded of how sinful he looks like. LET’S UNLEASH CHRISTIAN CHIMCHIM FUCKERS (btw it’s been years since the last time I wrote sthmng so don’t be a bitch 😂)

One of your friends is about to have her bridal shower and God knows how much you needed it. The world seems to be a little harsh on you these past few days and you see this as the perfect time to loosen up. Plus, you’re definitely not a hoe but who knows. Especially when that man with the bondage harness appeared.


Once you stepped inside the club the different colors of strobe lights instantly hit your eyes. It’s been months since the last time you came to somewhere like this to party and you definitely can’t believe it’s happening in Vegas. People are just literally everywhere jumping, dancing and grinding with each other’s hips to the beat of the music.

“Sin City, huh.” you can’t help but mutter to yourself. Simply amazed. How long have you been hiding in the dungeon of yours, anyways?

The sight before you caught you in so much awe you almost missed a call from the soon-to-be-bride herself. Grabbing your phone you slid your finger over the green button. “Don’t tell me you’ll be turning down my invite for the nth time?! It’s my party you should be here with m—”

“I am here, idiot. Like literally standing inside a club in Vegas to attend that damn party of yours.” you said cutting off her nagging.

Despite the loud music bouncing off the walls of the club, you heard her excited squeal at the end of the line. Hearing that, you can’t help but smile to yourself. “Quit it. You’re in VIP room 013, right?” you confirmed. “Yes! Faster!” then she hung up.

After excusing yourself and making way through the ocean of hyped people for how many times you successfully reached room 013 and entered it without much hesitation. Louder music blasted within the corners of the room and the strong smell of alchol entered your nostrils instantly giving you butterflies. Are you excited? Well fine, you gotta admit that somehow you really are.

“Sweetie you came!” now you’re face to face with your friend who’s going to be tied down soon with his rich ass fiancé. Lucky and truly deserving. You smiled and gave her the biggest hug while congratulating her. “What the hell. This VIP room is enormous and the party is going well. I hate you for this.” she chuckled at your remark and said, “I know what you feel is exactly the opposite. You love me.”

You gave your surroundings another glance and realized that probably half of the guests are some of your long-term girl friends and the other half would be complete strangers. “Earth to Y/N!” your friend snapped her fingers in front of your face stopping your train of thoughts. “You look like shit just a few seconds ago. Chill.” she grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the counter where all the drinks are located, “Here. Let’s do shots!”

Okay. Calm the fuck down. Remember Y/N you came here to get wasted. You’re in Vegas don’t be a pussy and waste this rare moment in your life.

No one is, will, and can stop you.

Agreeing with yourself, you instantly grabbed a shot glass full of vodka and downed it to your heart’s content. The burn sliced through your throat traveling to your chest. You missed this. You missed being wrecked. Fuck work. Fuck your boss. “That’s what I’m talking about!” you both giggled and knew that it will be one of the best nights of your life.

And you weren’t exactly wrong because in fact you were so damn right.

Whenever you drink, the alcohol never disappoints you. It always boosted your confidence and that’s when the dancing of yours starts. You on the dance floor swaying your hips from side to side wouldn’t be a bother to you. With you continuously finishing a couple of shots now and then after every dance, the loud music and blinding lights inside the room, it was impossible for your mind not to feel hazy but who cares?

No one.

Or maybe someone does?

You gripped the glass you were holding and stop dead tracks on the dance floor. It’s very strange. It’s as if someone is watching you. But you are sure that every person in this damn room is busy with their own lives like who would wa— then your eyes fell on a young man standing across from you several feet away. Your eyes wandered from his leather shoes up to his black slacks which screamed his thick thighs to his white button down that reveals a little skin of his milky chest and of course up to his beautiful face plastered with a silly smirk.

He is looking, no, watching you. Every damn move of yours.

Now you started to feel flustered, battling whether to just shrug off his piercing gaze or continue the staring game with the fallen angel. You try your hardest to look for answers at the back of your head until the lights and music slowly faded catching you off guard, making you break the eye contact and direct your attention to the mini-stage where your friend is. She is holding a microphone and the spotlight is currently on her. Maybe she’s about to give some speech shit or what but being the selfish person you are, you let yourself be distracted and attempted to direct your attention to the young man again. Only to find him nowhere to be seen.

He was definitely standing there a few seconds ago.

“What the fuck? Where is he?” you twisted and turned your head to find him in the crowd full of ladies but you simply failed.

Did you just hallucinate? No. You were sure he was really there. Yes, the alcohol already made its way in your system but you’re a big girl, you can handle yourself. Your mind can’t be playing tricks on you.

But that man being an illusion isn’t impossible. He’s too beautiful to be a human anyways. You shook your head and just listened to whatever your friend is saying, this night is all about her, you need to stop being a selfish bitch.

She went on with her speech like thanking her guests for coming and all. Y/F/N also mentioned that all of you would be playing games after her talk. Like games, as in dirty games. You know, typical bridal shower rituals. “Everyone should participate. I wouldn’t take no for an answer!” that’s what she exactly screamed at the microphone. “AND I HAVE A SURPRISE FOR ALL OF YOU. I know you guys should be the ones surprising me but I honestly don’t give a fuck.” you couldn’t help but giggle. Seriously, you still can’t believe she’s about to get married.

Just like what she said, you immediately started playing games after the speech. You were laughing your ass off at every game. It’s dirty yet funny to play at the same time. She made her guests do crazy things and you are one of them.

“This is crazy. You’re crazy fuck off.” you muttered in between your laughs. Your body feels drained after playing several rounds of the games. Good thing it’s over now. “I get it asshole.” she said while chuckling with you, “But seriously, you’re going to love me forever because of my surprise” she exclaimed, grabbing your arm to drag you up on the mini-stage. You noticed there were three high chairs not that far from each other and two other girls were already sitting down on it. The middle high chair is left abandoned and that’s where she pushed you down for you to sit. “Or not,” she said, finishing her sentence then leaving you there alone with the two girls.

Your expression screamed ‘what the actual fuck’ but you’re too stunned to move or even react to what’s happening and when you just successfully collected your mind, a remix of Chris Brown’s Sweet Love played then the people went wild. A guy’s hand snaked from your behind landing on your stomach giving you a tight grip. A shiver ran down on your spine when you felt the heat of his body radiate on you.


His right hand stayed on your stomach then the other one interwined with your left hand. Honestly you don’t have the guts too look back and face the man behind you, not when your face is lightly sweating out and flaming red. He was lowering himself a little behind to have your back aligned with his chest so that he can press it on your upper back. There were two layers of clothing separating your skin from his but you can feel it. You can feel the hardness of his chest grinding on you. The man behind you gripped your left hand even tighter when he slowly raised your clasped hands up to his lips giving it a few gentle kisses. He let go of your left hand just to guide and leave it on his hair for you to grab on. The softness of his hair made you automatically run your hands on it. “Look at me, doll face.” he sensually whispered on your ear. Being nervous is an understatement and you didn’t want to follow him but the alcohol in your body kicked in once again, helping you gain confidence. With the help of his soft but manly hands on your jaw, you twisted your head to look at him making your lips suddenly part due to astonishment.

Anticipation and excitement rushed to fill you all the way down to your core. You felt the sudden gush of wetness stain your lace panties. The young man from earlier, yes the fallen angel, my beautiful illusion or whatsoever is infront of me only some centimeters away. A realization hit you like a truck. So this explains why a gorgeous man was in the middle of a room filled with women only. Maybe he was waiting for his performance.

“I wanna do you baby” he unexpectedly blurted out along with the lyrics of the song. Like before his gaze piereced through your soul but hearing those words come out of his plump lips up close, you want him to touch you. You won’t fucking care even if he does it infront of these people.

You want him. Badly.

He bit his lip hard and untangled himself away from you. All of a sudden, a disappointed whine came stumbling out of your mouth. You’re pretty sure you heard him chuckle darkly while he was moving to stand properly in front you. Now you can see the whole him. Beautiful. Just beautiful. His clothes are still the same when you saw him earlier the only difference is that his white button down is matched with a bondage harness. You were wearing a tight skirt, “Call me Jimin, baby girl.” that’s why when Jimin forcedly open your legs for him to stand in between startled you so much you needed to hold onto his shoulders.

Jimin grabbed the back of your knees to raise it higher revealing to him your lace panties marked by your wetness. Heat spread like wildfire on your cheeks painting them even more red than it can possibly be. He started grinding on your exposed thighs switching on every side once in a while. Breathing became harder and you felt like the oxygen around you is lacking. Like Jimin is taking it away from you and he really is. When you thought he couldn’t get any sexier, he proved you wrong by harshly pulling you really close, wrapping your legs around him causing your chest to rest on his and then that’s when he started doing body rolls hitting you with the waves his body is producing. You automatically gripped his shoulder blades to have him closer and shamelessly tilted your head back. Jimin took that chance to bury his face in between your throat and collarbone then start giving smooth hip thrusts straight to your core.

Before you can even stop yourself a quiet moan left your lips only for Jimin to hear. The angel himself became a devil hearing your moan and gave out harder thrusts giving your pussy an indirect contact with his crotch. You don’t know if Jimin could feel it but you are so wet you wanted to be taken care by him right then and there.

The music slowly came to an end making the both of you loosen your grip with each other but seemed to never wanna let go. The song ended with his crotch pressed so closely onto your clothed pussy with the two of you panting heavily.

You don’t know if it’s the alcohol or just him but your mind went really numb and little by little you realized how embarrassing the situation is. Especially the position you’re in. Everyone in the party cheered showing that they enjoyed what the 3 men performed. Now you can feel the shame run through you and probably your facial expression says it all that’s why Jimin whispered, “It’s oka—” but even before he could finish his sentence you found yourself breaking the eye contact with him, moving away and running down down the mini-stage. You needed to be alone and calm every nerve in your system.


Good thing this VIP room has its own restroom, you didn’t need to go too far to be able to hide. You rushed towards the sink and hurriedly splashed some water on your face to shake off the heat Jimin made you feel. Staring at your reflection on the mirror, “Okay Y/N, just relax. Whatever your reaction up there was normal. Surely the two other girls were like you. Hot and bothered as well.” you said, trying to comfort yourself. After a few moments of silence and walking back and forth, contemplating whether is it alright for you to go back in there already, you finally had the courage to step out of the restroom to face everyone simply muttering a single, “Fuck it.”

Just when you thought things wouldn’t get any worse, the mere sight of your friend hopping before you proved you wrong. She’s excited again, something’s wrong. “I was looking for you all over the place!” your friend exclaimed, completely clueless about the fact that you just encountered one of the most embarassing moments of your life minutes ago. Now, she’s dragging you again who knows where and it’s starting to traumatize you. If you just don’t love her swear you’ll be leaving this damn party already.

Y/F/N brought you closer to a group of girls who kept on squealing and giggling trying to fake their feminine behavior. Oh please. These girls should give you a break. What’s with the attitude anyways? With the endless, “Excuse us.”, “Please make way.”, “Soon-to-be-bride comin’ through.” of Y/F/N they gave the both of you enough space to walk on.

Regret and humiliation once again tainted your chest when you saw the main reason why your not-so-nice friend dragged you again. You knew it. You fucking knew it.

It’s because of him.

Why is he still around? Their performance was done already, right?

“Honey, we have them for the whole night. You think really loud you know.” you snapped your head to your friend’s direction when she answered the questions floating inside your brain. Jimin was sitting on a chair along with the two other performers and they were surrounded by the guests who are all girls, of course. The three of them were pure sin and beauty you can’t blame them.

You felt uneasy- but thrilled- at the same time when his eyes lingered on yours. His expression was blank and heavy but you saw the glint of playfulness in his eyes. Here you go again with the staring contest with the gorgeous specimen. You were the first one who broke the eye contact because you know that his beauty might just kill you and swear you didn’t mean to trail your eyes elsewhere. His button fucking down is open exposing his toned chest and stomach. Jimin is still wearing the bondage harness doing a crisscross on his skin teasing everyone on this room.

Especially you.

Staring at him for eternity won’t bore you even for a second. You were definitely ogling him too much for your liking but just enough for his. Yep. Good luck with your ruined panties. Wearing your favorite one for tonight was a wrong decision.

“We were playing a game while you were away,” for the first time in your life you are thanking God for your friend’s nonstop blabbering. “Another game? What game?” you were talking to your friend but your whole attention was on Jimin. That man is still watching you. “See for yourself.” she said pointing to one of the performers. You carefully eyed him as he took a slice of lemon and rested it in between his lips and watched how a girl placed a pinch of salt on the guy’s neck, “You get to pick the body part.” all of a sudden, with a swift motion she licked off the salt without any hesitations then downed the tequila in her hand. “Here comes the best and hottest part.” the girl bent down to level herself from him, snatching the lemon from the boy’s lips. “Easy, right?” she remarked with mischief covering her voice.

She’s obviously challenging you. “I know you want that guy. Own him.” she advised while looking at Jimin- who is busy gawking at you- elbowing your side afterwards.

“IT’S Y/N’S TURN!” she yelled out of the blue followed by a harsh nudge on your back making you stumble forward to Jimin. Now everyone’s attention is on you. You promised yourself that you’re going to plot your revenge after this.

The guests started cheering right away when Jimin openly positioned the lemon in his lips. They were screaming and squealing words you can’t comprehend anymore due to the fact you’re standing in front of the man who humped you just moments ago- and if it isn’t obvious you liked it. You inhaled and exhaled deeply attempting to think of an innocent body part. With shaky hands you held out his arm, grabbed a pinch of salt putting it on top of his wrist consequently. You didn’t spare Jimin a glance. Not even once. Embarrassment eating you out from head to toe.

It’ll be over soon just fucking do it.

You felt his gaze boring into you again as you moved closer to him. Filled with hesitation you slowly ducked down to lick off the salt resting on his pulse. The moment he felt the warmth of your tongue, good heavens you promise you heard him release a low growl. Your mind felt hazy and every brain cell of yours is sure that it’s because of Jimin and not the alcohol. Who are you kidding?

Before you can lose the control over yourself, you quickly drank the tequila not bothering with the burn it set in your throat. Maybe everyone else were stunned just like you when Jimin grab a hold of your arm with his one hand and your jaw with other tightly. Soon you found his lips hovering yours to transfer the slice of lemon on your parted lips.

His mouth stayed on yours a little longer than it should be. You fought the urge to jump on him and make out with him in front of your friend’s guests. Jimin decided to move away from your lips but stayed close enough to face you.

The electrifying chemistry between the two of you is becoming hard to deny. You dared. You dared to lock eyes with him and look through his soul as well. He trapped his lower lip in the middle of his teeth then released it seconds after. Those lips were really warm and oh the things you would do just to feel them again. “Such a good girl,” Jimin whispered, a silly smile painting his lips.

“Come with me?” he asked, surely absorbed with your presence. He didn’t even flinch when the girls around you started gasping out of shock.

I’d even cum for you.

Of course you didn’t say that but you’d do it. Pervert.

You answered him with a nod and he immediately interwined his fingers with yours and made a run for it. “That’s my bitch!” your friend proudly squeaked somewhere behind you. “Okay ladies calm the fuck down you still have two attractive men before you.” she explained. Let’s see if you’ll be thanking her after tonight.

Truth to be told, you didn’t know where the both of you are going but the other thing is you don’t care as long as you’re with him. The both of you stopped in front of door with a sign that says ‘Authorized Personnel Only’.

“I’ll have you on my bed next time but for now, this would have to do.” he winked at you. So there would be a next time? Butterflies swarmed inside the pit of your stomach at the thought of it.

Jimin opened the door and let you in, following you right after. The soft click of the lock behind you echoed in the confined space of the room. You turned around to face Jimin and hurriedly connected your lips to his. The kiss was so messy and heated with all the sucking and biting. Your soft hands made its way on his bare chest traveling down to his abs, feeling the muscles tense under your fingertips. “Why are your clothes open out there?” you looked at him, slightly squinting your eyes. “It’s the game.” he said getting really defensive. “Some of the girls placed the salt on my chest and sto–” before he could even finish his explanation, you pushed him on the nearest wall and gave his chest some wet sloppy kisses. “Fuck,” he cursed while grabbing a fistful of your hair.

Jealousy radiated out on you as you continued making out with his chest down to his abdomen, avoiding the leather of the harness that blocks his skin . You don’t want to hear or even imagine what the girls out there did to him. It should’ve been you, the whole fucking time.

But you’re a pussy. Serves you right.

Of course, other girls probably got to taste him already. Especially in his line of work. But tonight will be all about you.

Only you and Jimin.

Tonight you want to own him and him to own you. Even just for this night.

He gripped your chin and made you look up to him. “Feisty and eager, aren’t we?” he smirked then lowered himself to attack your mouth with feverish kisses, the two of you taking your own turns in moaning between them.

“Strip for me baby girl,” Jimin ordered, eyeing you intensely.

All of a sudden you felt insecure and awkward without much alcohol flowing in your system after hearing his order. Jimin might have noticed this hesitation of yours and whispered, “You’d do it for me, right beautiful?” Then he smiled genuinely, warming your heart.

And core. Instantly.

Untucking your sleeveless top from your skirt you slowly raised it over your head to fully remove it, quickly followed by your tight skirt piling up somewhere in the room. “So so beautiful,” Jimin muttered, talking to himself more. His eyes screamed adoration when they raked over your slightly naked figure. He glided the back of his fingers on your skin to absorb how soft and smooth it feels, just as much how it looks. The second his hand touched the valley of your breasts a small moan escaped your lips and you involuntarily arched your back to ask for more. “You like it here?” he questioned, his voice dripping with lust and eyes snapping up to look at your pleased face.

The atmosphere was really heavy and thick making you lose your breath. Due to lack of oxygen and lust your face was already painted with crimson red all over but despite it, you nodded without uncertainty. You saw the way his wrist twisted, soon you found Jimin palming one of your breasts through your lace brassiere. “Like this?” he asked, throwing another question at you then clutching hard the soft muscle between his palm and fingers. “Yes! Yes, just like that!” you managed to confess tilting your head to catch more air as Jimin continued playing with your chest. There’s a layer of clothing resting between his hands and your breasts but you can feel the warmness of his skin.

Jimin looked so sexy wearing the bondage harness but you wanted to see him naked that’s why you decided to take it off along with his button down adding them to the abandoned clothes on the floor. Right before you could toss away his harness, he caught your pulse snatching it from your slim fingers. He took a bite on his lower lip then teasingly grinned at you. “Arms up sweetheart,” he commanded. You followed what he said, not wanting to disobey him. Jimin swiftly slid it down on your body, adjusting it to your size afterwards. The leather felt very tight around your upper body but its tightness was enough to let you breathe just fine.

“Fuck you’re so sexy,” he praised as he stared at your now emphasized chest since the leather was doing a crisscross exactly on your cleavage. He hooked his fingers in the ring at the middle of the harness and pulled you towards him enclosing the small space between the two of you. Jimin lifted your bra cup releasing your breasts then lowered himself to lick a stripe on your hard nipple. Your hands instantly flew on his nape urging him to suck and bite. As if on cue, he did what you are hoping for leaving trails of saliva and red- turning into purple- hickeys on your skin.

While he was busy taking care of you, your eyes fell on his pants and automatically bit your lip when you saw his painfully hard erection. You rapidly undid his belt and dragged down his pants showcasing his thin boxers before you. Jimin stepped out of his pants and knelt down leveling his face in your stomach. He moved his face closer to bury it in between your thighs and you stiffen as you watched him inhale your scent.

“You smell really damn good.” he told you grasping the sides of your upper thighs then licking them after.

Your legs started to shake out of anticipation as you watched him praise every inch of your body, “Now I can’t help but wonder how sweet that pussy of yours is.” he spoke while having an eye contact with you.

Jimin hoisted each of your leg on his shoulder blades where he let your thighs sit while your back rested on the wall. His face is literally just centimeters away from your drenched core. When did you become so light that he was able to hold you up in a position like this?

You weren’t given enough time to think of an answer, he just dived straightaway on your covered pussy instantly driving you insane. His skillful tongue assaulting your lace underwear to bury it further inside your slit. A loud guttural moan resonated from your mouth. You felt Jimin moved your underwear to the side so he could pull on your clitoris freely. Before you can even register it in your mind, you already found your hips maneuvering along the movements of the warm and wet muscle between his teeth.

Different sounds and profanities continuously fell out from you and Jimin, proving that you’re not the only one enjoying but him as well.

“Jimin baby please,” you begged, not knowing what you are trying to beg for. You just want to come so bad.

He removed your legs off of him and stood up to face you again. “I want to cum so bad,” you sobbed against his lips. Another offensive language rolled off his tongue at your frank confession. “Please make me cum,” you added, making Jimin completely lose his control over himself. He removed his boxers hastily, kicking it away when it landed above his feet. You mimicked his actions, patience running very low and arousal spiking up.

His erection stood proudly hitting his lower abdomen with pre-cum leaking on its tip dripping down to his shaft. The very sexy sight made you thirsty resulting you licking your lips. “Eyes up baby.” Jimin said, absolutely pleased with the way you ogle his throbbing cock. He picked up the back of your thighs to raise you up in the air and sink you back down on his erection, entering you easily due to your dripping core.

“O-Ohh shit,” you swore while wrapping your arms around his neck to keep you steady.

Jimin being inside you made you feel really full. His cock stretched you so nicely that pure bliss is only what you felt. Then he started rocking you up and down on his erection earning a loud growl from him. It felt so good you didn’t notice that you were already clawing his back looking for help with the overflowing pleasure you’re currently feeling. He embraced your hips using his left hand and yanked the bondage harness you’re wearing from behind with his right hand, cutting off some air from entering your lungs.

You automatically gasped trying to breathe in more oxygen you can. Jimin went on with a faster pace, his cock hitting the deepest parts of your core. “You’re fucking drenched and I can feel you sucking me in really great.” you were very amazed at how Jimin can still have the ability to construct a sentence because when it comes to your mind, all you can think of is pure sin.

Attempting to experiment you rocked your hips in circles, your clit bumping constantly on Jimin’s hip. Pleasure shooting right through the pit of your stomach making you clench around his dick. His groans become louder with the feeling your pussy tightening on him. This encouraged the both of you to go harder and faster to the point where you can only hear are the sounds of panting, grunting, moaning, plus his balls hitting your ass. You enclosed the space between the two of you and locked lips. Jimin fought for dominance against your tongue then succeeding after a while. Your hips and his are constantly moving in sync, you bouncing downwards and him thrusting upwards in a very brutal way.

The instant Jimin caught your nipple to softly bite and suck on it, you sensed the coiling of your stomach. He was starting to whine and you were already screaming his name not caring whether the people outside are bothered with your noise. With the steady but severe feeling of his shaft going in and out of you and the contradicting effect of Jimin adoring every inch of your skin, you lost yourself in pure ecstasy releasing the bubble formed in your lower abdomen. You kept riding his cock clutching and chasing the aftermath of your climax then you felt Jimin’s load protruding the walls of your pussy, warming your insides. He thrusted and thrusted nonstop until the both of you are shaking due to oversensitivity.

You slowly climbed down still holding onto Jimin asking for help and he promptly hugged your body to calm your breathing so that your muscles can relax. He ran down his thumb on your spine, your body reacting right away leaning on his touch.

“I never asked any client of mine this kind of question but,” he said, his voice faltering and eyes falling on your lips. “can we not be a one time thing?” he asked continuing his sentence, voice still enlaced with worry.

His grip on you turned firmer as he waited for your answer. Jimin was definitely scared with you giving him a ‘no’. The job can be one factor for you to turn him down and yes as of now you are still holding onto him but you can let go anytime. He can’t even decipher your facial expression and it’s making him even more anxious than he is— but then you brightly smiled at him, heat spreading across his chest. “Okay. But your job. We need to talk about it soon.” you told him honestly, giving his cheek a kiss subsequently.

“Of course,” he agreed, smiling back as well.

Damn you almost forgot.

You still need to thank your friend.

secondstar-acorn  asked:


Prepare yourself, this is long.

1.) Contour: To accentuate your features. You can place a brown color that is a few shades darker than your natural skintone in the hollows of your cheeks, your temples, above your forehead to make your face seem smaller, various places on your nose depending on the look you want - although my nose is impossible to contour I’ve been trying for a year - , the crease of your eyelids (thats just eyeshadow dont worry), and your jawline. 

Tips: If you're just starting to wear makeup and want to contour then use a shade that isn’t too dark. It’ll be easier to blend into to your skin. Personally, I don’t use bronzers like a lot of people do (bronzers make you tan) to contour because I don’t like the look. I actually use a gray toned brown, which will make some people shriek but I feel like it looks like more of a natural shadow.

What Do I Use:
I use an LA COLORS Brow Palette from ROSS $7???(we’re on a budget okay)


2.) Eyeliner: Eyeliner is not necessary. Makeup is not necessary. It’s just hella fun. The usual way to do eyeliner is to make your eyes pop. Like a thin line on the top of your lids, close to your lashline, or tight lining your eyes. (tight lining in putting eyeliner on your lash line. like that thing in movies where they make a weird face and put stuff right on their upper and/or lower lash line.)

Tips: If you have a paler complexion, use brown for a natural look or black for a more prominent look. For deeper skintones, I would recommend dark browns and blacks. If ya feelin’ risky, pop some color on your waterline. I use pink because I have greenish eyes and it makes then more…..there.

What Do I Use?:
Essence Super Fine Felt Tip Liner $3 (waterproof formula is bomb af but use powder on oily lids before applying or it will bleed, if you do that it stays all damn day.)


3.) Eyebrows: The trend is to have fuller eyebrows. While I already have full brows, they just kind of…. go everywhere. So I give them a shape. Sometimes it’s a dark and dramatic arch, or sometimes it’s a soft straight brow. Depends on the natural shape of your brows and how you like them.

Tips: Unless you dye your hair black, don’t use black for your brows. I dye my hair the blackest black I can find and I still use a dark gray. For beginners, try a pencil or brow gel first. Brow gels are light mascaras but for your brows. They hold the shape in place, give the hairs color, and/or make ya eyebrows look fuller.

What Do I Use?:
Anastasia Beverly Hills Brow Wiz (pencil) in Granite $21
NYX Pomade in Black $7


4.) Face-Colored-Cream aka Foundation: This is used to even out your skintone. It comes in several forms: Liquid, Cream (thicker form of liquid, often gives fuller coverage), and Powder. There is also a thing called concealer, which is more pigmented foundation that you can use on places your foundation doesn’t cover. If you wear foundation, then consider one for your skin type. Matte helps oily skin and luminous helps dry skin.

Tips: Have someone else match your foundation/concealer you know has experience with makeup and can help you get the perfect match. I go with friends or a beauty store will always have someone to help you. I haven’t done this in particular, but if you bring foundations you already have or samples to someone working to counter at a beauty store, they will probably help match you. Hopefully.

What Do I Use?:
MAC Studio Fix in NC15 $27 (Matte but not matte enough for this oil slick)
Maybelline Dream Cushion in Porcelain $13 (Luminous but not dewy)
Maybelline Fit Me Matte and Poreless in Porcelain $8 (Matte and actually helps my skin)
Maybelline Age Rewind Concealer in Light Pale $6
NYX HD Studio Photogenic in 4.5 $7
Rimmel Stay Matte Powder $5
Cody Airspun in Translucent $5 


Link for Pale Skin:
Link for Medium Skin:
Link for Deep Skin:

4.) Lip Liner: Honestly, lip liner just helps map out the shape of your lips so it’s easier to fill them in with lipstick. I use it to slightly overdraw my lips for a fuller affect.

Tips: You don’t have to use this. Just find a shade that matches your lipstick and go. I sometimes use lip liner over my entire lips and put a balm over it. Acts like a stain.

What Do I Use?:
Loreal Infalliable line of Lip Liners $3
NYX Suede Lip Liners $5

Link for People Who Don’t Have A Deeper Skintone:
Link for People Who Do I Have Friends Who Try and Come To My White Ass and I’m Like “Uhhhh” :

5.) Ear Contouring: Is a thing that practically no one does cause it’s literally just concealing the redness in your ears. No clue why they called it contouring. I will not leave a link for this because I think it’s stupid.

6.) A red lip and smokey eye are classics in the beauty community so of course, everyone wants to be good at them. I actually hate red on me so I can’t help you there. Also, I don’t do natural smokey eyes.

Tips: Blend. If you think you’re done, you’re wrong. Keep blending.

Link for Natural Smokey Eye:
Link for Intense Smokey Eye:
Link for Red Lip:

7.) Undertones: A good way to understand your skin’s undertones is to look at your wrist and see if your veins are blue, green, or in between. Blue means cool toned, Green means warm toned, in between mean neutral. Having a foundation that matches your undertone really helps it blend into your skin and appear natural and flawless. That method is not always accurate btw, so it’s a good idea to have a professional or ya local trash for beauty help you out.

Links for Pale People:
Links for Darker People:

The End

Got anymore Makeup/Skincare questions? Send me stuff! I’ll try!

Always my savior // Part 8 (finale)

PAIRINGS: Theo Raeken x Reader



A/N: I hope you enjoy the new and last part of ‘Always my savior’ :) (It’s Theo’s POV btw)

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7 

I carried (Y/N)’s body bridal style through the veterinary clinic door. Placing her on the metal table caused her to groan.

“Sorry, princess.”, I cupped her head in my hands but she was hot.

“I-it’s c-co-cold.”, she stuttered shaking slightly.

“Give me a blanket! NOW!”, I shouted and focused on my girlfriend again. “You’ll be okay, sweetheart! We’ll make it through this.”, grabbing the blanket Malia handed me I wrapped it around (Y/N)’s body.

“My mum is on her way. She’ll be here in any second.”, and as soon as the words got out of Scott’s mouth, Melisa McCall stormed into the room. Taking all the needed stuff she had taken with her, she started checking (Y/N)’s condition.

“Mercury, again?”, she asked.

“I don’t think so.”, Liam answered, “Hayden had the silver substance coming from her nose and mouth.”

“Her pulse is fast but why is she having a temperature? Scott, give me the thermometer!”, Scott followed the orders and gave his mother the device. Putting it in her mouth she began to survey the scars.

“What have they done to the poor girl? Her whole body is riddled and sewed.”, she cried out at the view in front of her.

“I’ll bring her some clothes.”, Malia suggested and exited the room.

“I don’t understand.”, Kira spoke up, “The Dread Doctors said she was a failure, but they were still working on her when we arrived. They hadn’t injected her with mercury. Then why did they count her as an unsuccessful experiment?”

“The Doctors were still implanting her with serums and supernatural parts. Probably her body is somehow rejecting the new cells.”

“That’s impossible!”, Melisa exclaimed and we all looked at her. “It’s showing 41 degrees.”

“What?”, I came closer and looked at her lantern jaws. She was pale and the color of her eyes was with a shade brighter.

“I have no idea how to help her. We don’t know what have been injected in her.”, I felt faint due to those words. She couldn’t be dying! Not now, not when we saved her!

“Theo, Theo…”, somebody was calling my name but the anger and sadness had filled me. I couldn’t lose her, I JUST COULDN’T!

“Theo!”, Stiles slapped me and returned me back in the reality.

“Sorry, I-”, but he interrupted me.

“How did you return Tracy and Hayden’s life back? What did you use?”

“I-um it was a substance from the doctors’ lab from th-”

“Can it work? Can it save her life?”, he demanded.

“I think so.”, hope enthroned my body. A small smile formed on my face and I was ready to storm out and get what would save my princess.

“Theo.”, but her murmuring my name stopped me, “Stay here.”, slowly she grabbed my hands and although they were hot I didn’t let it.

“Anything you want.”, I smiled at her as I watched how her eyes sparkled although the tiredness, “Guys, you have to take it.”

“I’ll do it.”, Scott said

“I’m coming with you!”, Liam shouted and followed his leader out of the building.

“Be fast!”, Melisa raised her voice, too.

“Take me off of this place.”, (Y/N) begged and I cautiously took her in my hands and slowly sat on the floor pressing my back against the cold wall and putting the girl of my life in my lap hugging her closely.

Rubbing her back I tried to get her rid of the coldness she was feeling.

“I’m so sorry, princess. It is all my fault!”, kissing her forehead I closed my eyes hoping that all of this was just a freaking nightmare.

“Don’t Theo, please! Don’t blame yourself.”, I chuckled at her words

“You know I am right. I should have protected you better. I shouldn’t have come in your life and risk it.”, she titled her head back and looked at me with those beautiful (e/c) eyes. That look always made me forget what I had been talking about.. They were hypnotizing me and I just couldn’t look away. They were the small ingresses to the boundless galaxy she actually was. The shining stars symbolizing her dreams, the impenetrable darkness – her deepest secrets and desires.

“Please, don’t say that. No matter what is going to happen I will never ever regret the day I met you, the day I fell for you.”, her fingers traced my face, “I know you hurt me, I know you lied to me and tried to kill Scott but…but something is telling me you really did love me. That all the shared moments, all the laugh, the passion, the kisses…they weren’t just a game for you, a way to get to the pack, they were real.”, she paused to take a breath and looked me directly in the eyes again, “They felt real.”, my heart was beating fast, the butterflies in my stomach started fluttering again.

“Do you remember the day we went on a camp?”, I questioned her.

“Do you mean the failed attempt to actually camp? When you forgot to take the tents and tried to make it all romantic with watching the stars but it began raining?”, she made a pensively expression, “Yeah, I do remember it quite good.”, we both giggled at the memory.

“What I remember was that you were so angry you didn’t speak to me or even kiss me for a week.”

“Yeah, Stiles was so happy, he thought we had broken up.”, (Y/N) shivered. I removed my jacket and placed it on her.

“That was the best day of my life!”, Stiles shouted from the other room which caused us to laugh a little.

“But I meant the camp we made on that vacation with the pack. The foamy waves crashing into the sand, the dark blue sky with all the sparks in it, the black sea and the moving reflections of the millions stars – it looked like a stage for the performing lights.”

“That night is one of my fa-”, she coughed several times.

“Hey, hey, you shouldn’t have given so much force to talk.”, I cupped her face and looked at her with concern.

“But I-”, she swallowed, “I want to talk.”

“No, you won’t. I need to tell you so many things I have never had the opportunity to say. I’m begging you to listen.”, she nodded and positioned herself in my arms.

“That night when you fell asleep between my legs, head pressed on my chest I felt the happiest person in the whole universe. The fire was burning, the sound of wood cracking and waves crashing filled the air. When I looked at the flames all I could think was about you. How you manage to ignite me so easily. With one simple touch you light up flames in my body, you set it on fire. I need you as much as the fire needs its spark to glow and burn. Looking at the black sea I imagined my life without you – an opaque deep abyss, full of monsters chasing me in my dreams, making me go insane, eating me inside, crashing and obliterating me.”, I paused for a second, inhaling and trying to find the perfect words to describe what I was feeling. “You are the light of my life, (Y/N), the one making it funnier, weirder, impassioned, worth living it. I will die if you are not by my side. You are my only anchor, the only thing keeping me from collapsing.”, she smiled but the coughs ruined it. She placed her hand on the mouth and when she removed it there was blood on it. I felt her getting hotter and hotter, I was sweating while she was still pale.

“Are you okay ?”, I touched her face but it was burning.

“I am.”, she nodded but I just couldn’t believe her, “I love you, Theo. I don’t know how to describe it but…”, another cough made her stop for a moment.


“Let me continue, please!”, in response I only nodded, “You made feel things I had never felt before. You made me feel like a real princess. You showed me that there is a person who does cares about me. You were with me in worst times, you were the one leading me to the light in the end of the tunnel, making me find the good in every bad situation and moment.”, by that moment she was crying but the tears were slowly evaporating due to her high heat, “You were my knight in shining armor, my guardian angel watching over me and protecting me.”, she looked at me, I was seeing the sadness in her eyes, the life in them was disappearing. “I love you Theo Raeken.”, she leaned and we connected our lips in a slow yet passionate kiss. All the emotions which were unsaid were now felt. Her pinky lips were burning mine but nothing in the world would separate me from them.  Something deep in me was telling me that this was our last moment. I took her burning hand and placed in on the naked skin under my shirt. The combustion of my flesh was painful but this was the only visible thing reminding me of her. Tears were running down my face as our souls connected into one, bodies burning for each other. She slowly pulled and her eyes filled with tears locked on my.

“No matter what, you’ll always be my savior.”, and with those words she closed her eyes. When I no longer was hearing her heartbeat I closed my eyes making more tears to roll down. I wasn’t going to see her smile, her breathtaking eyes, I would never feel her touch again, I wouldn’t hear her laugh again. She was dead…and so was I inside.

PLEASE, READ! - Given the fact that this is the finale of the series I want to thank all of the readers. I will really appreciate if you tell me what do you think about it. Please don’t stay silent! I’ll be happy to hear your opinion :)

Beauty Gurus- Bucky Barnes


Word count: 1K

Warnings: Mention of smut

A knock on your door makes you get up of the couch and go answer the door. When you open it, you smile widely, quickly jumping to meet Bucky’s lips. He’s been on a mission for the past three days and you haven’t heard of him during the whole time. Bucky kisses you back and he chuckles when you break the kiss to wrap yourself around his body like a monkey. He walks and closes the door with his left foot and then goes to the living room.

“Where you about to film a video? I can come back later if you want.”

“No! Actually, I have an idea for this video.” You bit your lip, a big grin on your face.

Bucky raises his eyebrows at you, an unsure look on his blue eyes. You’ve been a beauty guru for about five years and you have a great amount of followers, almost six millions. Of course, your relationship with The Winter Soldier was very polemic at first, but a lot of people was asking you to do a video with him. When you read the tweets and comments, you immediately thought of what can you do with Bucky.

“You are scaring me, doll.”

“It’s nothing, I swear. And we will only do it if you are okay and comfortable with it. So, I though about doing a video with you!” Bucky’s eyes grow wide at your proposal. “But like I said, you don’t have to do it.”

“I think I wanna do it?” Bucky doesn’t look really sure about it, but a small smile appears on his face.

“Really? Because if you say no, I won’t get mad or anything!”

“No, no. I would love to help you with the video. What do you want me to do?”

“I thought about a ‘My boyfriend does my make up’ video? If you’re cool with that?”

“Sure, but I have absolutely no idea of how to do make up.”

“That’s the fun part.” You smile at him and hold up your hand.

Bucky grabs it gladly and you bring him to sit on the floor, right in front of the camera. You go to your bathroom and pick your make up bag. Walking back to the living room, you put everything in front of Bucky and sit down, your body facing the camera. He tells you that he is ready and you start the video, a big smile on both of your faces.

Bucky starts doing your make up and, God, he was being completely honest when he said he had no idea about all the products and how to apply it.

“What am I supposed to put first? Everything looks the same!” You laugh at his face.

“Bucky I am supposed to not say a word to you! But… How about if you start with the foundation?”

“Foundation…” Bucky mumbles while grabbing it.

You laugh when you see he has applied much more than what you need. Bucky grabs a brush that is clearly not for applying foundation and starts spreading the cream all over your face. You feel like a cake and can’t avoid a little giggle coming out of your mouth.

“Am I doing it great, doll?”

“No! You are doing it horrible.” You chuckle and Bucky looks at you with his mouth opened, an offended look on his face. “Okay, okay, I’ll shut up. Just keep going!” You bit your lip to stop a chuckle and close your eyes.

After some time, Bucky sighs and you feel his fingers on your face.

“Buck, baby, you are supposed to use the brushes.”

“These things are impossible to work! I’m using my fingers.”

“Okay…” You smile and close your eyes again.

You see Bucky messing up your Naked palette and you ask yourself if this was really a good idea. His fingers full of powder touch every single color on the palette and you close your eyes, trying to stop the desire to snap your make up away from him. But, the worst part comes with the lipstick. Bucky keeps telling you to open and close your mouth and you end up with your teeth redder than your lips.

“Okay, I’m done!” Bucky has a big smile on his face, clearly proud of his work.

Slowly, you grab the mirror. When you look at your face, you gasp and immediately start laughing like crazy.

“Bucky this is seriously awful! My God, even my grandad would do it better than you and he can’t even see properly!”

“Hey! That’s not nice!”

“I’m sorry babe, but this is really horrible.” You can’t stop laughing.

You have too much foundation and powder on, making your face look extremely tanned. Bucky put some purple eyeshadow on you, but the color reaches your eyebrows. A crappy, thin black line covers your eyes and Bucky says that it is the eyeliner. You laugh while touching your eyebrows, he didn’t do them as bad as the rest of the make up. There’s more mascara under your eyes than on your eyelashes and your lipstick is spread all over your chin. You look at him and chuckle, how can he be proud of this?

You do the outro for the video and stop the camera. Bucky is still smiling at you and you shook your head while laughing.

“This is the last time I let you do my make up.” He just laughs at you and kisses your hair. “Did you like filming the video?”

“Yeah, I actually loved it.”

“Good, because we can do another video another time. Maybe a ‘Girlfriend does my make up’ video?” You smile devilish at Bucky and he laughs nervously.

“Doll, with all that lipstick and that smile, you are really scaring me.”

“Yeah, I’m gonna take it off. My face feels like a cake.”

“Well, you still look beautiful.”

“C’mon, Barnes, if you want to get laid just get naked and wait for me in bed.” You wink at him and he laughs.

“I didn’t say that to get laid, (Y/N). But I won’t refuse that offer.” He gets up and walks to your bedroom. “Don’t take too much!” You hear him screaming and you just laugh.

Running to your bathroom you quickly take your make up off, you really missed him during these three days.

anonymous asked:

Hey can you write a drabble about Everlark meeting for the first time at a restaurant??? Love your blog btw

Thanks for the prompt! Sorry it took a few days… holiday weekends are crazy. Hope this is what you were looking for. :)


“Pretend we’re on a date.”

Peeta starts at the sound of an unfamiliar female voice, his fingers losing their grip on the leather binding of the menu so that it drops noisily on the table in front of him. There’s a girl there, in his booth, perched across from him.

What the hell?

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anonymous asked:

I don't know why but I need some angst in my life right now. Do you think you can do a soulmate au, with an Immortal Akashi and a Mortal reader? Thank you in advance and btw I really, really, reallyreallyreallyreally, love this blog it gives me life. 😋☺️


Every single second with them was precious to him. Which is why it pained him to see them like this. It seemed like it was yesterday when he had found out that they were soulmates.

“Sei-chan!” They yelled out a bright smile on their face, as his heart skipped a beat. His s/o looked gorgeous, the sun was hitting them perfectly. Their eyes shone with joy. Full of life and happiness. All of a sudden they were in his arms. They fit so perfectly.

“My dear,” Akashi whispered out gently kissing their nose as they chuckled and smiled at him. They nuzzled into his neck, making him relax slightly as the faint scent of home reached his nose. They always smelt like home. And what was home? Home was something or someone you felt at peace with. Someone who made you feel calm and happy.

“I love you. so much,” they whispered gently reaching up and kissing his lips. He smiled back down at them. Right now the weight of the world didn’t touch them. They were young and carefree.

Akashi kissed them back and gently pulled away resting his forehead against theirs. “I love you as well [ Name ].” he whispered. His s/o smiled gently pulled away and dragging them down the steep hill.

But now, when he looked back on the happy memories, was it worth it? Was it worth all the pain that the two endured. His feet gently touched the grass. It was still damp from the rain that had fell from yesterday. But he didn’t care. He wanted to go back to his home. He wanted the safe and happy place. But he couldn’t get it. Not anymore.

Akashi couldn’t help but be nervous, his lips were pursed as he saw his s/o smile at him. He grabbed their hand gently and led them to a beautiful table. The table was lit with candles, rose petals decorated the path the candles smelt like lavender mixed with smoke. When they finally opened their eyes, they smiled and kissed him right on the lips.

“You shouldn’t have!” They exclaimed grabbing his hand and running towards the table in awe. “How did you get this ready in such a short amount of time?” His s/o asked looking at the beautiful table that was garnished with gold.

“Nothing is impossible when it’s about you, my dear.”

His s/o chuckled, “You are something else,” they hummed out as Akashi gently pulled out the chair and let them sit down. They smiled up at him happily looking as though they were having the time of their lives. “Did you know that roses are my favorite flower?” They asked looking at the red and white rose petals scattered on the ground.

“I do pay attention when you talk [ Name ].” he stated a gentle smile on his face.

In his hand was a bouquet of roses. Both red and white. The one’s that [ Name ] had loved so dearly. He clutched them gently not wanting any of the perfect petals to get ruined. It was over. Their lifetime was happiness was gone, and he didn’t even get to see the end of it. It was his fault.

Akashi’s phone buzzed as he let out a sigh, another call from work? He really needed to do something about that.

“Excuse me?” A rather nasally feminine voice asked as he blinked. Never had he heard this voice before in his life. “Are you Akashi Seijuro?” The voice questioned once more as he wondered what on earth this could be.

“Yes, why Yes I am.” He answered in his normal cool tone.

“I am sorry to inform you that [ Name ]  [ Surname ] has been in a car accident.”

Bam. His whole life had gone up in flames. He instantly hung up the phone and grabbed his jacket, “Take me to the hospital now!” Akashi was foolish to think this could work out. Five whole minutes late he rushed inside the hospital.

“I’m looking for [ Name ] [ Surname ], I’m her soulmate!” He exclaimed his eyes holding slight hysteria. Crack. He was slowly starting to break down. How could he be so foolish to think that something like this would work? She was a mere mortal him immortal. But still he had tried his hardest.

Was it enough? Were the happy memories enough to drown out the sadness? That moment defined his whole life. Akashi had reached the top point in his life when he was with [ Name ]. But now it was all over, he was done with love. Gently treading across the grass his eyes looked at the countless of names on stone grey stones.

It was a miracle. [ Name ] was alive and well, but she had been damaged. Brain damage, had made them forget most of their life. This was his chance to leave. Akashi needed to do this now. He needed to let them go. He waited till everyone else left and [ Name ] was alone. Akashi walked towards them, their eyes were closed their chest rising and falling.

He gently kissed the top of their head and gripped their hand one last time. “I love you so much,” he whispered as he looked at the ring on their finger. “Don’t forget all the good times we had, I’m sorry I have to leave you. But it’s for the better.” Akashi whispered his heart hurt. He didn’t want to leave his home. The only place he felt safe and secure.

So he left [ Name ] in the hospital, and his home.

Akashi was looking down. The red haired male knew exactly where his s/o’s gravestone was located, when he looked up he saw a figure by their gravestone. Same beautiful [hair color ] hair. They were standing there motionless. Was that them? No. He rubbed his eyes as he looked again. They were still standing there. Who was that? That was [ Name ]. It had to be. The faint scent of home reached his nostrils as he dropped his roses and started to run up the hill. His eyes wide with excitement.

“ [ NAME ]!” He exclaimed his hand touching their shoulder. The person turned around. No that was not [ Name ]. That was not them at all. They looked almost like [ Name ] though. Same hair, same body, same everything. But their eyes. He almost felt sick.

One eye was gold, and the other eye was red.

This was not [ Name ]. This was his child that he had left [ Name ] with.

anonymous asked:

What's your favorite outfit that Michael wore and why?

I have more than one. It’s impossible to choose just  one because MJ had an impeccable sense of style.

I love The Grammy’s Jacket from 1984 because it’s blue (one of my favorite colors) and gold. I like how sparkly it is. Plus he looked damn good in it lol. I love all of MJ’s sparkly, rhinestone clothing

I love the Thriller Letterman because… well it’s just a really cool jacket lol. I usually don’t like yellow but I get why it was red and yellow. It’s one of the few jackets of his where I actually like the yellow (gold doesn’t count because… I don’t know it just doesn’t lol. Gold is far too epic for me to count it as yellow even though it is a shade of yellow I guess). Plus he looked cool in it and it only further makes him look like a teenager in the Thriller era (I love his Bad era letterman too).

I love the blue outfit he wore during the trial because again, it’s blue and that’s one of my favorite colors. (then again I like most of his suits from the trial. just pure elegance, class and lots of style)

I also love his getup in They Don’t Care About Us, but especially the simple white OLODUM shirt with the logo on it. I have that shirt too and I love wearing it. I can’t really say why I love it. Mostly because I love how he represented that percussion group and that culture.

I love his Remember The Time outfit because it is just so pretty *__* it’s all golden and he’s got the bird wings and he just looked like a prince from a far off land in that outfit. I know it was supposed to be something else entirely (but because of his skin condition, they had to make alterations), but I actually prefer the alteration. I wouldn’t change a thing about that outfit… not even his skinny jeans lmfao

I love all his CTE shirts because well… it’s a signature Dangerous era shirt and y'all know how I feel about that era. They were simple but… there’s just something about them I liked… especially the ones that were in my favorite colors. (and this has to be my fave CTE look on him besides when he wore the pink/red CTE shirts)

I love his Beat It Jacket because it’s EPIC. It’s red and has tons of zippers on it. I would definitely wear that. (The ORIGINAL jacket though, not that cheap replica shit . Too bad the original jacket is unobtainable lmao)

I love his BAD/Speed Demon outfit because it’s just… I don’t know, it’s an awesome ass outfit. All black and riddled with zippers and buckles (I love clothing with tons of zippers and buckles btw). He looked bad ass in it and don’t even get me started on the boots he wore in that video.

I love his main bad tour outfit (the silver one) because it’s epic. I can’t really even describe my love for that outfit. Those were the first photos I ever saw from the bad tour and I just fell in love. And that damn wrestlers-like belt… it’s so completely epic man. That outfit is just out-of-this-world perfect

I love his Grammy’s 1993 jacket because it’s beautiful, classy and elegant. When people think of pearls, they think of women/females/girls but Michael wore the hell out of that jacket. He looked so gorgeous in it.

I love his JAM outfit that he wore during the Dangerous tour because again, it’s blue (lmfao) and it’s got like this rainbow colored sparkle to it (it’s called his silver jacket but I have no idea why… it’s blue to me ). Ugh that outfit is just plain perfect to be honest. And he had his golden fencing outfit underneath so it’s just this perfect blend of blue, gold and silver. I adore that outfit.

And his We Are The World jacket is just gorgeous. It’s black with a simple but elegant golden embroidered pattern on it and he looked like royalty. He always looked like royalty when wearing his sparkly things but, yeah.

In short I just really love all of MJ’s sparkly, shiny, shimmering stuff. Anything he wore that resembles royalty, I adore. Anything he wore with gold and silver in it, I adored. If it’s in my favorite colors (blue, red, purple, pink, black, white, silver and gold), I adored it.

And I also want to add I love when he put his family crest or the crest with his initials on his pants or some of his sweaters. Michael’s sense of style was the best, even when he wore simple clothing (except all his corduroy stuff lol). I also really love when he wore skinny jeans or when he wore plaid. And the fact that him and I have a similar sense of fashion makes me love his fashion sense even more. I would wear the hell out of most of MJ’s clothes.