this was every bit as dorky as she is

The Race To Her V Card, A Petty Race

Originally posted by royalbins

Title: The Race To Her V Card, A Petty Race.

Genre: Angst, future smut.

Member: I.M.

Word Count: 2417.

Description: Your shy, cute, handsome best friend-Ok so you were in love with your best friend. But what’s gonna happen to you and Changkyun once his friends create the v card race, and it’s your virginity they’re competing for?

It was your typical scene of a cafeteria, it was noisy, rowdy and filled with the smell of food. Everyone resided in their own groups, at their own tables in their own section of the cafeteria, nothing was off, everything was normal, including the flowing conversation of the growing game being created.

“This is getting old, we either need to find a new spot or something else to do” Taeyong sighed, there were mummers of agreement around the table. The group were your average boys, rowdy, uncontrollable and looking for fun.

“I’m sick of shooting at those targets, we need some proper fun around here”

So maybe they’re idea of fun was riskier than others.

There was the talk of a party going on around them, everyone in the school was planning to go, including this group of boys and Wonshik grinned as his eyes scanned the crowded area.

“That party is happening tomorrow night, isn’t it?” He turned back to his group and they all looked at him.

“Well no shit, what’s your point?” Jimin frowned as Wonshik presented them with a smirk.

“We like girls, there’s gonna be heaps of girls there” He rose an eyebrow and they all looked at him as Taeyong leant forward with a grin. Changkyun remained leaning back in his seat, looking around with Jungkook next to him, they both knew what was happening in their group, they just didn’t care to listen to their antics anymore.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking Wonshik?” Taeyong grinned and Wonshik gave him a knowing look.

“We’ve got our next game then? Who can get the most roots wins right?” Jongin asked and he received a slap over the head.

“No, that’s too simple, we need to have a real competition” Taeyong snapped.

“Then what are we gonna do at the party?” Jongin asked as Wonshik smirked.

“We’re all gonna battle for the same girl, obviously” He grinned and Changkyun rolled his eyes at their stupidity as he looked at an appalled Jungkook, knowing he would be weak against his friends and be pulled into the pitiful game that he didn’t want to play as well.

“Then what about Victoria? Whoever can get in her pants first wins?” Kyungil grinned and Taeyong shook his head.

“She to easy, she would do all of us without a second thought. It needs to be someone else, someone who’s a virgin” Taeyong brought his thumb and pointer finger up to pinch his bottom lip as he scanned the cafeteria.

“What about one of the nerds?”

“Hell no” Taeyong snarled.

Egotistical twits. Changkyun scowled mentally and kept his eyes away from them. But maybe it was good he said no, the nerds were too good for him anyway. His eyes found you through the flood of students and he smiled when your eyes met with his and you gave him a wave. Wonshik chuckled at what he witnessed, quickly elbowing Changkyun and nodding in your direction.

“Y/N, she’s gotta be a virgin right? You’re the only guy she talks to”

“Excuse me you arrogant piece of mouldy cheesecake-”

“She definitely is” Taeyong cut in as Changkyun sat up in his seat with a look of anger filled disgust on his face. Jungkook stared at them wide eyed, still yet to say a word.

“And I overheard her telling her friends she was going to the party” Wonshik grinned at Taeyong, proud of himself.

“Then it’s final” Taeyong smirked as he stared you down from across the large distance between you and his group.

“We have four months to take Y/N’s virginity, whoever gets it is the winner. We’ll tell the others about the new game later”

“You think she’s easy? Y/N won’t let any of you near her you overcooked potato!” Changkyun hissed and Taeyong looked at him, smirking down at him from where he sat.

“Right, then we have six months” His smirk grew as Changkyun grew angry, purposely testing him.

“How is that any fair? Changkyun is best friends with her. I bet he could get in her pants quicker than I can tie my shoelaces!” Kyungil complained and Taeyong kept his eye contact with Changkyun.

“Don’t be ridiculous, have you seen what’s he’s like around her? He’ll pass out if they brush shoulders in the corridors” Taeyong chuckled knowingly and Changkyun looked back at you regretfully.

I shouldn’t have tried looking for her in the crowd.


You smiled as Changkyun made his way towards you, you shifted your books so he would have room on the table and made sure the leg of your chair was touching the leg of the table, giving him plenty of room so he would be comfortable next to you.

“Hey Changkyun” You grinned and Changkyun gave you a somewhat nervous smile in return.

“Hey Y/N, how’s the assignment coming along?” He asked as he sat down and quickly pulled out his laptop, opening his own assignment consisting of several pages on his given topic.

“Good, I’m almost finished with the last little touches and then I’ll just keep editing it until it’s time to hand it in, how is yours going?” You asked him as you turned to face him. You were smart with your school work, you were one of the top students in your school, but clearly not close enough to the top for people to label you as a nerd like they did to the others.

You weren’t dense nor were you dumb, so you could see right past Changkyun to Kyungil, looking over his shoulder and giving the blankest look you could muster to Kyungil. Kyungil was giving you a daring smirk, swiping his thumb over his lip and winking when you made eye contact with him. You blinked, slower than you normally would, showing him how bored you were.

“But there is something I’ve been needing help with, the laws are just really confusing me. Like it says that they were never allowed to but then the next law not too far down contradicts that, I don’t get it” You turned away from Kyungil as he chuckled, proud as the arrogant prick he was, you couldn’t stand him, nor did you know how an awkward turtle like Changkyun managed to be friends with him.

“Oh that’s the thing about those two laws, one reason they contradict,” You scrolled down on the website Changkyun was on, finding the explanation in extremely overbearingly complicated words.

“Wow ok, but basically this law here only applies to a certain country you know like gun laws and that sort of thing and the law back up here is for everyone else” You explained and Changkyun relaxed as he finally understood the simple message behind the terms to technical for the two of you to understand. Changkyun busied himself with his work, tuning his surroundings out and concentrating on the laptop in front of him.

As you were overtaken with boredom you got up to go and talk to your other friends, you and Changkyun normally sat together in a reserved section of the tables where no one else could sit with you, you worked best with Changkyun, he didn’t distract you negatively, only ever talking about the topic in that class and when you had to work in groups he was easy to work with and followed the same style of learning as you did.

Jimin was sitting with Kyungil, the two look like total opposites, especially when Kyungil was so much bigger than him. But their personalities were the same, so that’s why it wasn’t his actions that caught you by surprise as you were talking to your friends. It was the fact that Jimin was doing these actions to you.

“You’re Changkyun’s friend Y/N aren’t you? You’re a lot cuter up close, you should come and sit with us some time” He gave you a smile, one that was meant to charm you as his arm tried to snake around your waist. Your conversation with your friends was ruined and you scowled as you stepped out of his reach.

“I would rather drink bleach then be in your presence” You snarled before walking back to your table with Changkyun.

Changkyun had watched the whole thing unfold, his eyes would normally follow you, curious every time you left your spot next to him. He didn’t know what to do, his heart thumped in anger as Jimin spoke to you, his sly hands moving to taint you and his eyes holding a wicked gleam covered by the fake sugar that was his charming flirting. Changkyun always freaked out internally when you were talking to another guy, he knew why he did, he just didn’t want to admit that he was really having those sort of feelings for you, so he would flinch away or stiffen every time you touched him in the slightest way. And he would look away if your smile caused too much of a reaction within him, afraid he would get himself busted and make a total fool of himself.

You slumped back into your seat, Jimin and Kyungil had put you into a sour mood, you really did hate some of Changkyun’s friends. You wanted to tell him but you were pretty sure with his keen ability to notice the smallest thing that he would have noticed that a long time ago, so you never said anything.


You weren’t afraid of parties, you didn’t love them, but then again you didn’t hate them, it was just a good opportunity to go and release all the stress you were feeling from the impossible mountain of studying you always had waiting for you in your dorm, perched on your study desk and seeming to never decrease in size.

A laugh fell from your lips as your best friend pulled you to the floor, she was the party person of the group, the one that would go to a different club every night if she could, and she had tried, but once again, studying existed. Your friends were outgoing, loud and happy all hours of the day, they had much more excitement about life than you did and were going through seven antics at once every day. So it was no shock to you that all of them were dancing around you on the floor. What came to you as a shock was when one of the people Changkyun was friends with approached you, you didn’t mind him, he was a bit like Changkyun, shy sweet and a little dorky but he somehow made it into a group of fuckboys that you wanted to punch in the face.

“Jungkook, fancy seeing you here” You didn’t know him enough to have him touching you the way he was, but there were no ill intentions that you could sense behind it, so you let him give you a hug and lean down to your ear, his arms remaining encircled around you.

“Would you like to dance with me?” He asked, pulling back enough just to see your face and still hear your response.

“I don’t see any harm in that” You nodded, Jungkook smiled, true to his nature he pulled you back to your group, respectively keeping one arm lightly wrapped around you and giving you your space. He didn’t cross a line and your treasured areas remained untouched. That was the closest anyone got to touching you that night because not long after Jungkook thanked you for allowing him to dance with you, he returned to his loud friends and you were leaving. Some of your friends followed you out the door after bidding goodnight to those who chose to stay, to your delightful surprise, your best friend had herself by your side, arm wrapped in yours as she followed you to the dorms with the intention of chewing your ear off until the sun rose.


“Ok but let’s have some real talk here Y/N” Your best friend was drunk, and she was the type that would go into the deepest of topics that she could with someone who would be willing to listen. And as you lay on the bed with her laying half on you with her dead weight, her head on your shoulder and her voice close to your ears, you had no choice but to listen.

“And what are we going to talk about?” You asked her in a bored, tired tone as you sighed and brought up a hand to rub your tired eyes.

“You and Changkyun” She slurred and you immediately became more alert, giving her a groan as you attempted to shove her away from you, your attempt was useless, she wasn’t going to move anytime soon.

“What now?” You asked and she giggled before her tone quickly turned sulky.

“It’s so obvious that he is in love with you Y/N. And like, I know you love him back because you told me you do, do you remember that? I do. But you don’t even notice how he turns into putty in your very hands, he would do anything for you. He would probably kill Kyungil for you if you asked him to do-”

“And he doesn’t like being touched, the only things we ever talk about is studying and our classes because he’s always around those guys. Once again, he doesn’t like me touching him because he throws himself to the other side of the room if I do” You cut her off and she swung her arm, effectively hitting you in the stomach and causing you to cough as you slapped her.

“That’s because he loves you! Of course he’s gonna be shy and scared because he’s in love with his best friend”

“If that’s what you think” You grumbled, intending to ignore any further rambling she was planning to do.

“It’s what I know! What I think is that you need to grow a pair and tell him how you feel about him because he’s never gonna tell you first” You let out a snort and your friend sighed into your neck.

“I wonder what it’s like to be in love with your best friend”

“It’s the worst feeling I’ve ever had to feel” You muttered, staring up at your ceiling as she hugged you tightly.

“Seems painful” She mumbled and you hummed.

“Really fucking painful” You agreed with her immediately as a solemn air overtook your dorm and she pulled you closer to her.

Surprise another new series! Which I didn’t expect to be coming out at the same time as the Beautiful mv, have you guys watched it? And I know this is such a typical scenario to be writing but I hope I can make this one different to the others.

Let me know how you feel about the new series?

The Dorks Go to Prom! (Kuroo x Reader) (Prom!AU)

Universe: Prom

Character: Kuroo Tetsurou


Originally posted by tetsuruo

As soon as Kuroo stepped out of the dressing room, all eyes fell on him. He caught his reflection in a nearby mirror, and he moved closer to get a better look.

The suit was perfectly cut to accommodate his figure, every inch and every size falling in place just as he had intended them to be. Kuroo pulled at his collar, adjusting it so he could be even more comfortable.

He imagined that reflection of him to be the exact same vision of him during prom. A small smile crossed his face as he imagined her fixing his tie, pinning on his boutonniere, and beaming at him as if he was the only thing that ever mattered to her.

Now, if he could just deal with his hair…

“Forget it.”

Kuroo turned around, looking pointedly at his three companions. Akaashi was lounging on the couch, eyebrows slightly raised as he nodded in approval of Kuroo’s attire. Kenma devoted a good five seconds to observe Kuroo before returning to his phone. Bokuto, who had spoken up, was sitting beside Akaashi and running his hand through his hair.

“What did you say?”

“I said, forget it man,” Bokuto said, pouting a little. “There’s no way you’re looking like that at prom. Hell, even I would want to sleep with you.”

“Is it that bad?” Kuroo turned his attention back to his reflection.

“Don’t listen to him, Kuroo-san,” Akaashi said. “It looks good on you.”

“Thanks, Akaashi,” Kuroo replied. “Though, if I could only find a good tie…”

“What?” Bokuto raised an eyebrow. “I thought you already bought one?”

“Nah. I’ve been having trouble picking one out,” Kuroo admitted. “Seriously. I shouldn’t be taking more than three weeks to buy a damn tie.”


Kenma’s quiet voice rang out. Kuroo hadn’t noticed that his best friend had gone over to where the ties were being displayed, and was now holding one in his hands.

“Kenma…” Kuroo said, as Kenma came closer, and began putting the tie around Kuroo’s neck. “Why’d you get this?”

“Trust me,” Kenma replied, pulling off a perfect Windsor knot and arranging it carefully so that it fell in the middle of Kuroo’s suit. “You’ll thank me later.”

As soon as Kenma stepped away, Kuroo looked once more at his reflection in the mirror. He smiled, satisfied with the results.

“Y/N’s going to fall head over heels for you, bro,” Bokuto grinned.

“Oh, so she hasn’t, yet?” Kuroo replied cockily, heading to the dressing room to change.

“I’m just saying,” Bokuto said. “Guys like you taking girls like her to prom…she’ll love that. Trust me.”

“Bokuto-san, your prom date rejected you three times before she said yes.”

“Akaashi! You promised you wouldn’t tell! Actually, how does that connect with what I just said?!”


“…and we’re done!” Mrs. L/N placed the last curl over Y/N’s shoulder. “Oh, darling. You look so beautiful.”

Y/N stood up, and caught her own reflection in the mirror. Her mother had pulled the first layer of her hair into an elegant bun, and curled the rest, letting them fall over her shoulders. Her dress wasn’t as flashy as the designs that her classmates were more than eager to share with the entire school, but she wasn’t too fond of going all out, even during prom night.

She wore an emerald green dress, with off-the-shoulder short sleeves. The dress fit snugly around her waist with a black satin belt, and stopped just at her knees. The dress had black accents, too, a last-minute addition thanks to Kenma’s little comment about how Kuroo was buying a jet-black suit.

Y/N exhaled slowly, reaching up to rub in her foundation even more. The nerves were starting to come in, rattling her entire being.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

Y/N put on a smile and turned to face her mother. “Nothing,” she said. “I’m just…nervous, that’s all.”

“For prom? Or about your prom date?”

Y/N’s cheeks burned scarlet at that, and Mrs. L/N laughed. “Goodness, Y/N. You two have been dating for so long, and you still get flustered whenever somebody talks about you or him. That’s so adorable!”

Y/N wrinkled her nose. “C’mon, Mom, it’s nothing like that—“

“Don’t worry, darling.” Mrs. L/N gave her a small kiss on her nose. “You look gorgeous. And if Kuroo thinks otherwise, come find me, and we can discuss where we can hide the body.”

Y/N giggled, and felt a lot more relaxed. Mrs. L/N reached for the box on her dresser, and handed it to Y/N along with her clutch.

At that moment, the doorbell rang downstairs. Y/N gasped, and immediately reached for her mother’s hands. They listened intently as the door opened, and the voices in the living room could be heard all the way to her room.

“Oh, Kuroo,” Mr. Y/N said.

“Good evening, sir,” Kuroo replied. Y/N giggled at the hint of nervousness in his tone—he’d always complained that her dad scared the living hell out of him.

“Good evening to you too. Come on in, she’ll be down in a minute.”

As soon as the door closed, Mrs. L/N turned to Y/N. “It’s now or never, sweetheart.”


“Deep breaths. You look absolutely stunning.”

Y/N took a deep breath, before drawing herself up to her full height, and slipping on her silver stilettos.

“Okay,” she whispered. “Let’s go.”

The walk downstairs was torturous. Y/N couldn’t hear anything except for the blood roaring in her ears, and the rattling breaths that escaped her lips.

What are you so nervous about? she thought. This is Kuroo. This is dorky, kind-of-an-asshole, nerdy Tetsurou. You’ve been dating for months. You know how he looks like.

But even that thought couldn’t prepare her for what she would be seeing as she caught a glimpse of him.

At the sound of her heels thumping lightly against the steps, Kuroo’s head snapped up, and his hands nearly flew to his hair out of habit. Instead, he used them to straighten his suit jacket, and he cleared his throat.

He opened his mouth to greet her…and suddenly, the words got stuck on his tongue.

Y/N shyly descended, looking every bit regal in her emerald green dress. His heart swelled to see the black accents in the fabric, which matched his suit.

When she looked up at him and gave him a small smile, he felt as if his heart would right then and there jump out of its cage. Kuroo had to reach up and loosen the tie around his neck…when the movement caught Y/N’s eye.

She was staring at his tie with an odd-sort of smile, and he looked down at where she was staring. The tie that Kenma had picked out…was emerald green, completely matching her dress.

Kuroo cleared his throat. “So, um…did…”

“Kenma?” Y/N said, laughing slightly. “Yeah. He saw my dress, and told me to match your suit.”

“And he gave me the tie to match your dress,” Kuroo said, laughing in disbelief. “Ah, man. I’m gonna have to find him a date for next year.”

Y/N handed him the box, and he opened it to see the matching boutonniere and corsage. He smiled at her as he motioned for her to come closer, pulling out the corsage and placing the box on the table.

“Wait!” Mrs. L/N came squealing into the room, holding up her phone. “Let me take pictures.”

Y/N bit back a smile as she began to blush. “Mom—“

“Go on, sweetheart. Pretend I’m not here.”

Kuroo laughed quietly, before slipping the corsage around Y/N’s wrist. In return, Y/N pinned the boutonniere on his suit, patting it down careful and fixing his tie.

Out of habit, Y/N reached up to attempt to tame Kuroo’s hair, only to find it slicked back.

“You fixed your hair,” she marveled, and he smirked in response. “How did you do it?”

“With great difficulty,” he replied, and Y/N laughed.

“Oh, you two look so cute! Smile!”

Y/N sighed at her mother’s eagerness, but laced an arm through Kuroo’s anyway. His other hand found hers, and gave it a gentle squeeze as Mrs. L/N took the picture.

“I think we should go,” Kuroo said, checking his watch. “It’s a ten-minute drive, but I suppose you don’t want to be late, Y/N?”

“I wouldn’t,” Y/N agreed. “Okay, let’s go.”

“I want her home by 12, Kuroo,” Mr. Y/N suddenly chimed from his spot on the couch.

Kuroo flinched, and Y/N snorted in laughter, hiding it behind her hand. “Yes, sir.”

Then, with Y/N’s arm still in his, Kuroo led her out of the house, with her mother squealing behind them.

As soon as Kuroo helped her into his car, he let out a sigh, visibly relaxing as he got into the driver’s seat. Y/N had to smile at her boyfriend—at least someone was obviously more nervous than she was.

“Kuroo,” she said, placing her hand gently over his own.

“Huh?” Kuroo said, a little too quickly, as he started the car. “We’ll get there in time, I promise—“


“—and I’ll have you home by 12, don’t you worry babe—“


“Did I blow it back there? I thought I could handle it, I thought I was cool—“

Y/N grabbed his chin, and pulled him into a kiss to stop his rambling. Sure enough, Kuroo shut up.

“Calm down,” Y/N said, as soon as they pulled away. “You look so handsome. I didn’t get a chance to say it earlier.”

“And you look absolutely gorgeous,” Kuroo whispered. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Kuroo pressed his lips against hers again, smiling as he pulled away.

“You know, if I get nervous again, do I get another kiss?”

“Don’t push it, Tetsurou.”

[Voltron]: a little solace and peace

sooooooo……first voltron fic?

for @longhairpidge bc she’s recently been enchanted with plance and she cheered me up yesterday when i was feeling crummy. so here’s hoping that the rest of your day starts looking up :)

Link to Archive of Our Own: [AO3]

Title: a little solace and peace
Pairings: Place (Pidge x Lance)
Summary: Pidge knows what it’s like to lose most of what you call yours and find yourself flung into space to fight a war she might not win. It’s not the time to want things that are silly and wish for things that won’t happen. But Lance knows that she deserves it.

a little solace and peace

Pidge cut her hair for Matt.

Sweeping her hair into the trash can, stealing Matt’s old frames, and becoming Pidge Gunderson was a manifesto to herself — a single-minded promise to bring her family back to her no matter the distraction, no matter the cost to her, no matter how long it took. If she ever lost sight of that promise, all she ever needed to do was look in the mirror, squint her eyes, let the edges of her reflection blur and soften, and wait until she saw Matt staring back at her, telling her not to give up.

So perhaps, on the outside looking in, it does seem rather ridiculous for her to be tearing her room apart, looking for a knife or some scissors to take to her hair after looking in the mirror that morning and seeing Katie — Katie who was letting her hair grow out too long, Katie who needed to remember Matt, Katie who made a promise — but this is all she has of him anymore. A worn photograph and his blurred face staring back at her in the reflection of her paladin helmet.

When she finds nothing, Pidge heads to Lance’s room because if there’s anyone who cares more about what stares back at them in the mirror every morning, it’s him.

He’s wiping off the last bits of his facemask with a towel when she opens the door, and he barely has time to ruffle her hair and spit out a dorky greeting before the words are flying out of her mouth, “I need to borrow a pair of scissors.”

Lance blinks at the volume and speed of her words, but looks back into his room — covered in facial products, old Altean lounge clothes he’s repurposed into robes and pajamas, gifts inhabitants from other planets have given him over the past year — and says, “I’m pretty sure I have some around here somewhere. Why, what do you need them for?”

Pidge swallows. “I just need them. Just for five minutes.”

Lance merely shrugs — it’s not the first time Pidge has asked her teammates for weird things to aid in whatever pet project is keeping her distracted that day — and invites her in, letting her sit on his unmade bed while he rummages around his drawers and produces a small pair of scissors that don’t look very sharp but will probably do the job just fine.

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Katie McGrath Week | Day 3 | Favourite Trait 

It’s literally impossible to pick just one thing or even a few traits that I love about Katie since I love every single thing about her but that luminous megawatt smile, those enticing flirty eyebrows with the most gorgeous smouldering eyes I have ever seen and that charming endearing habit she has of playing with her hair….it’s all incredibly perfect. Also huge shout out to her geeky dorky charming personality, it just makes her even more stunning and irresistible, if that were possible 

galaxialerrors  asked:

Head canons of Jack with his kids in Christmas when they were young?



-Zoe’s always been quite relaxed about Christmas, even when she was very young

-However, Lucas believed in Father Christmas until he was 14

-Marguerite always cooks dinner and they’d either have some family friends over or just a nice Christmas at home

-Jack gets so hyped! He loves Christmas!!!

-Lucas and Zoe leave mince pies, cherry and little presents for Father Christmas

-Lucas always wakes up first on Christmas day and drags everyone downstairs

-They have a tradition to sit in a circle and unwrap presents from youngest to oldest

-Marguerite always makes a huge feast that could feed an entire nation

-She always makes flaming Christmas pudding for Lucas cause her boy can not get enough of that stuff

-I’m not kidding. Lucas loves Christmas pudding so much. He always gains a few pounds over Christmas

-It’s actually very adorable

-Zoe loves to tease him about the extra chub

-Some her relatives outside of Louisiana have met Zoe once?? And they think she’s a boy??? So she gets really masculine presents from them

-Lucas finds it hilarious but she actually uses the stuff

-Marguerite and Jack struggle with their children’s presents every year

-Lucas gets something techy every year and Zoe just appreciates books or retro bits and pieces

-Marguerite is constantly spoiled at Christmas

-Jack gives her so much. IT’S SO CUTE.

-Jack hangs mistletoe everywhere

-Every door and entrance has mistletoe hanging over it

-Marguerite is covered in kisses every two minutes

-Marguerite is that mom who makes her children give her kisses under the mistletoe

-You’d think Lucas would hate that, right? WRONG.

-He loves his mom and gives her dorky pecks on the cheek and raspberries too

-Marguerite finds this trait of his so endearing and ticklish!!!

-Zoe doesn’t mind the tradition either

-They’re a very happy and silly family

theodunbars  asked:

jimon + jace gets mad at maia for taking simon away from him.

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I’m taking prompts all the time so feel free to send me some  ( check out my ship list first!) 

big shout out to my beta sunjimon!!!


Jace watched the couple off in the distance sitting next to each other. The beautiful brunette boy was telling something to his girl with too much enthusiasm but she listened and laughed at the right times. They were a pretty cute couple. Jace would almost, as Izzy says “ship it” or whatever, but there was a little problem. The boy in question was Simon Lewis who played guitar every Friday and Sunday at the bar Jace works at, and Jace is completely gone for the guy.

The singer is cute, with his glasses sliding of off his nose, messy brown hair and t-shirts with nerd-ish stuff on them.

He always comes in toting a redhead girl with her warm smile and pale as paper skin and another girl with short brown curly hair, caramel eyes, and dark skin. She’s beautiful, that one. Most of the guys at the bar trace her every move in leather skirts and vintage shirts as she moves gracefully in rhythm with the music Simon is playing. The redhead girl is always by her side.

Simon sits on the tall chair with his acoustic guitar. He starts to play the first few chords and Jace is lost, listening to every single sound with his entire body. Vibrations in Simon’s voice makes the blonde shiver. Suddenly all the other bar noises are gone and all he can hear is the brunettes song, slow and… about love of course. Love for his girlfriend.

When he’s done with first song Jace is the one clapping the loudest. Simon catches his eyes for a second and smiles at him and Jace is gone.

The brunette finishes the gig and comes up to his girls. Simon and his dark-haired girlfriend hug and she kisses him on the cheek making his whole face light up. They sit close to each other. So close. Jace is sure they’re a couple.

They look so happy together Jace was ready to vomit.

He wants to kiss Simon’s cheek and tell him how good he was.

Bloody Maia and her perfect personality, great style, and dazzling looks.


Later on in the week Simon comes up to him out of nowhere.

“Hey… Jace,” he looked at badge on his t-shirt with his name on it. “Can I get an ice tea?” he smiled cheerily and Jace smiled back.

Simon never orders anything, usually, just plays the gig and leaves.

“One ice tea coming.” He winks and pours liquid into the glass. “No alcohol today?”

“No alcohol at all,” Simon answers. “I don’t have best memories with that.” His face drops a little after the end of sentence.

Jace decided to drop the topic.

“What are you doing here anyway? There’s no gig today.” he puts a straw in glass and gives it to Simon.

“Thanks.” he takes the drink. “Well, yeah, but I live in the dorm a few blocks away and I was bored,” he shrugged his shoulders. “Do you ever leave this place?”

Jace was already dazzled by conversation with his crush that so far had lasted longer than just “hi”.

He watched Simon’s movements as he was talking. He was moving a lot and pushing his glasses up on his nose. Was it a nervous tick? Jace had those too sometimes.

“Well yeah. My brother’s fiancé owns this place and I live upstairs,” he pointed a finger toward the ceiling.

“Wow dude… that’s so cool.” Simon’s eyes lit up and it was all Jace could ever ask for.

“I guess it is.”

Simon put down empty glass and looked at it for a second and then at Jace. “Can I have one more?”


Simon ended up staying almost till closing. He talked about his favourite music and movies and what he doing in college and how hard it is. Jace tells him how he dropped out of high school to help his father before he died and afterwards was adopted and now has three siblings.

Simon had this thing where he listened to someone with his whole body. He got engaged in the story. He asked questions. Jace loved every second of that moment.


Next time he sees Simon, it’s at his Friday gig. His girlfriend and the redhead are here too. Simon is up on stage getting ready when she comes up to Jace.

“Hey, can I get… umm, vodka with sprite?” she says quickly.

Jace was blocking out every word she had just said, still looking at Simon behind her back.

“Emm.. hello?” She waved her hand in front of his face, taking him out of his trance.

Jace jumped a bit. “Hey, how can I help you?”

The girl looks behind her for a second and smiles weirdly.

“Vodka with sprite?” she repeats with some annoyance in her voice but she smiles at the end.

“Coming at ya.” He started to prepare the drink.

His eyes escaped to Simon again, who was almost ready to play. The whole bar was filled with the laughs and excited screams of happy people. The place was as crowded as every Friday, but all he could see was the dorky guy on stage.

“Here you go.” he handed the girl her glass.

“You only poured vodka in it,” she laughed, staring at her drink. “Wow, you are so gone.”

Jace looked at her, only a little confused, but his cheeks became red.

“You like Simon, right?” She turned around and looked at the guitarist and then back at Jace.

“No?” he scoffed, trying. He really did.

“Oh, come on, you’re not exactly subtle.” She rolled her eyes. “You should ask him out.”

Jace froze in confusion. He looked at girl with a raised eyebrow. “Okay, listen…”

“Maia,” she said.

“Yeah, listen Maia, I don’t know what you’re trying to do but isn’t he your boyfriend?”

Maia started laughing. Hard. Seriously, she was laughing so hard the redhead girl looked in her direction with weird look on her face.

“I’m gay,” she finally says when spasms of laughs end. “That red one over there–,” she points at pale girl, “–is my girlfriend Clary.”

“Okay, I totally… didn’t expect that one.” Jace couldn’t help but smile. “That’s great information you just gave me.”

“You’re such a dork, oh my God,” she patted his shoulder. “Just between us, Simon would totally say yes.”

And then she’s gone. She sits down next to Clary and kisses her cheek. She tells her something and they both start laughing and then look at Jace with amusement in eyes. Maia mouthed, “do it” to him and Clary held her thumbs up.

He smiles and rolls his eyes.


After the gig lots of people start to leave. Maia and Clary left too, leaving Simon alone. He was still at stage cleaning up all the sound system stuff and cables.

Jace walked toward him and took some of the cables and began putting them in their place.

“Nice one today,” he finally spoke.

Simon looked at him from behind his glasses and smiled.

“Thanks,” he says quickly, “You know I like performing here. I know most of people.”

“And we have the best ice tea,” Jace adds.

Simon laughed, and it’s the most beautiful sound he could ever hear. He wants to make him laugh more. “Yeah, and a really handsome bartender…”

Jace looks at him shocked, but he’s smiling fondly at him. “If you like me so much, how about we go out sometime?”

“Like a date?”his cheeks were red like roses

“Only if you want to.”

“Oh, I so want to.” he answered still embarrassed

Jace helps clean up the stage and then Simon stays for ice tea. They talk for a long time. Jace tells him about how he thought Maia was his girlfriend and the brunette laughs about as hard as Maia had.

When Simon left all Jace could think about is how happy he was. Finally, truly happy.

Rogue One Headcanon/Fanmeta: RebelCaptain & Jealousy

- link to my other Rogue One blabberings -

nb: still haven’t read/seen anything related to Rogue One except for the actual film. i also haven’t seen the Original Trilogy in years. headcanons are subject to change.

I’ve read around some people’s headcanons/stories/excited blabbering about (if they had survived) Jyn and Cassian having to deal with jealousy of other people - eg Cassian regarding Jyn+Han or Lando, Jyn regarding Cassian+Leia.

And I am getting on this train because this trope is MY JAM.

Firstly, we can all agree (and if not: you ain’t changing my heart and soul) that Jyn and Cassian have basically tunnel-visioned their entire sexuality into each other post-Scarif (aka Jynsexual, Cassiansexual) (new dating website: find your soulmate through mutual goals, trauma, rescues, orbiting bodies, and heart-eyes!) and that if they notice other people, it’s purely from an aesthetic point of view. AND that they are in an entirely, absolutely, unhealthily-from-95%-of-people’s-perspectives codependent relationship where they feel their skin begin to crawl the moment they haven’t heard from each other in three hours.

And yet! And yet! Despite their whole-hearted, titanium-strength trust in each other, alas their little hearts can be such soft things that expect pain.  Between Cassian still fighting with the idea of having something after having given up everything he had for decades and Jyn re-developing her sense of self-esteem (she was abandoned multiple times by incredibly important people in her life; as if she feels good about herself), well… feelings of romantic inadequacy is in the air, my friends.

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anonymous asked:

How would the paladins react to hearing their s/o's laugh, who is very loud and kinda dorky? And they get all embarrassed because they don't really like it at all. Thank you so much! love your blog!

I know exactly how their s/o would feel, I hate my laugh because it’s loud and I’ve learned to giggle instead of full out laugh. If I do start laughing hard I kind of squeak, which is kind of embarrassing!


  • He would absolutely love your laugh and would try to make you laugh every chance he gets.
  • He doesn’t really understand why you’re so embarrassed and tries to reassure you that your laugh is nothing to worry about.
  • He does everything he can to make you laugh because it brightens his day and makes him forget about all the bad stuff going on.


  • The poor guy wouldn’t even realize you’re embarrassed about it at first and he might accidently laugh at you.
  • He will immediately regret it though and tells you that there’s no need to be embarrassed.
  • May go to the others for advice on how to make you laugh so that he can hear it more often.


  • He likes how unique your laugh is and will definitely tell you this if you get embarrassed.
  • He will also remind you how everyone else’s laughs are ridiculous and everyone’s laugh is special.
  • Hearing you laugh helps him keep his mind off of all his fears about the future.


  • Will definitely laugh at your laugh, but not in a mean way. She just thinks it’s goofy and adorable.
  • She absolutely loves it and thinks it’s the best thing ever. She’d love nothing more than to hear you laugh.
  • She will also show you tons of funny videos to make you laugh and she will never make fun of you for it, she just likes to hear it. 


  • It kind of breaks his heart a little to hear that you hate your laugh because he thinks that it’s one of the most precious things in the world.
  • After you explain why you dislike it so much he tells you how wonderful he thinks it is, even if it’s a bit dorky, your laugh is a part of who you are and he loves every bit of you.
  • Your laughing actually helps calm him down and makes him realize that not everything that’s happened to him is bad.

anonymous asked:

Ok but hc that Rurumu is actually the biggest dork and the first time she shows it everyone is shook bc she's so good at being stoic but she's a huge nerd and also that she was every bit as desperate to see the outside world as Mystras was but more low key. (Like she knows so much abt the outside world even like some of the history of the Fanalis and she seemed really keen on leaving Imuchakk) She also loves playing little pranks on ppl and enjoying the fact that no one will suspect her.

dorky rurumom yes I agree wholeheartedly. rurumu playing little tricks on ja’far and sinbad and laughing when they find out its her. ja’far asking her questions about the world and listening to her rattle on about everything she knows with a starry eyed look. yes please.

thank you for sharing!!

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   These two kill me, I love them so much these dorky Manakete losers <3

Horitsuba Drama CD #1 Part III

And now the thrilling finale!

Valentines Day will never be the same.

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reasons why everyone should watch all for one
  • episodes are released every monday, wednesday and friday (three times a week!!) on KindaTV’s youtube channel (the same channel also releases carmilla!)
  • it’s based on the novel three musketeers but it’s genderbent and modernized!
  • the main protagonist is a bisexual college girl (she’s so cute and dorky, think laura hollis with a bit more of a “fight me!!” attitude)
  • she actually says the word bisexual in the show
  • her female love interest is introduced in the first episode (and she’s confirmed to be gay so it’s not even a straight girl crush) and the two of them have a great dynamic 
  • there’s another canon f/f couple and they’re disgustingly cute together
  • the very majority of the cast are females, in five episodes i’ve only seen two dudes on the screen and like seven chicks (that i recall)
  • the official tumblr of this show has confirmed that no queer characters will die on this show
  • it’s very light and fun and comedic so if you dig that you should watch

Okay but the SU Crewniverse are the most patient fuckers in the world. Why?


In her recent episodes, she’s been comedic gold- every time she has a line, it consistently makes me laugh or smile. But the thing is- she’s really not doing anything especially funny. I mean, yes, she’s got her dorky Pinterest Pearl Point system, and she’s been acting a bit more “cartoony” in general, but in the big scope of things, she’s not actually trying hard to be humorous.

So why is Pearl in a fanny pack geeking out about her training system so damn funny? Because the show spent TWO WHOLE FUCKING SEASONS with her as a straight-laced, no-nonsense, strict character. The humor comes from this character who’s always been serious and intense finally beginning to loosen up. In addition to it being great character development, it’s also fucking hilarious.

The crew basically waited three seasons for Pearl to have this comedic potential and it’s paying off big time.

Why Don’t We Go...

For Fairy Tail Fluff Week Day One – Together/Come on!

A sequel to my oneshot “Somewhere to Begin”.  Read it first from that link if you haven’t already.  :)  

“It had been over since Natsu had picked up that bat… at least, until Lucy Heartfilia took his hand.”

Worn sneakers padded down the faded asphalt, gripping the ground as if they knew their home.  The young man walked past lines of foliage and gravel on either side of the street, not ceasing until he arrived across from the end of a long driveway.

Against what most would deem reasonable, however, he stepped out not to cross the street, but to stand exactly in the middle.  The road was quiet.  Nearly empty as it always had been; he’d not seen a car for miles around.

Adjusting his scarf, Natsu smiled, stuffing his hands into his jean pockets.  Not a thing about the setting had changed since that time four years ago.

Nothing but the night, the snow, and the beautiful girl that had tackled him into it from this very spot.

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jeeno2  asked:

Congrats on your milestone, dear! If you're still taking prompts -- how about Ten and Rose: she catches him in an embarrassing situation.

Thank you! :D Sorry this one took forever to get out.


The Doctor has nothing to wear. Racks upon racks of clothing, arranged by time period and planet, and none of it good enough for Rose Tyler.

The TARDIS suggests a sporty tuxedo which is too James Bond-ish for his taste. Rose already has a crush on Pierce Brosnan and he sees no need to remind her of that.

He pulls a floor-length robe and white button-up from the rack before rejecting these as well. Rose signed on to travel with a Time Lord, not another dorky Harry Potter fanboy.

There’s always his old leather jacket and jumper to fall back on … if he wants to guarantee Rose’s refusal to travel with him. Why would she stick around for a man who insists on reminding her at every turn that she’d never have her big-eared, blue-eyed Doctor back?

He wonders if Howard will mind his keeping the dressing gown and jim-jams. A bit eccentric but if Rose wants eccentric that’s what she’ll get. No arguments from me still rings hopefully in his head.

“Rose,” he says to the full-length mirror. Even this single word comes out hoarse and the Doctor clears his throat, scowling at his reflection which more resembles a homeless person than Rose’s suave guide across the stars.

“My offer still stands,” he tries again, to a mannequin dressed in a blue chiton. “If you’d like to travel with me, there’s nothing I’d like more. But only if you’d like, I wouldn’t like you to if you wouldn’t … er, like.”

The mannequin is silently judging him.

“Oh, what do you know?” The Doctor aims a kick at a pair of discarded dress shoes, missing by several inches. He swears he can hear the TARDIS laughing.

But it isn’t the TARDIS, it’s Rose and the sight of her here, in their home, drives all resentment clean from his mind, quickly replaced by overwhelming humiliation.

“Rose!” There’s a pile of castoff trousers and T-shirts on the floor and he shoves them onto the first shelf he sees.

“Everything alright?”

“Fine!” he says brightly. “Just … didn’t expect you so soon, is all. Not that you’re not welcome here! More than welcome! Mi TARDIS es su TARDIS, all that. If you want. Is dinner ready?”

“Not yet,” she says after a moment’s thought. “Mum wasn’t sure we’d show so she’s starting from scratch. Mickey’s helping.”

“She cut your hair, too, I see.” It’s shoulder-length now, a slightly different hue than she usually dyes it now that he looks closer.

“Oh. Um …”

“I like it,” he assures her but she still looks so nervous that he doesn’t even remark on the new leather jacket and dark trousers she’s changed into. “Not like I have any right to judge, is it? Bit more than a makeover, this.”

“I still want to travel with you, Doctor.”

Hearts in his throat, it takes far too long for the Doctor to form words, milliseconds minutes and seconds hours that could be spent doing far more enjoyable things than gaping like a fish.

“You do?”

“‘Course I do. Just ask me.”

“Didn’t I?”

“Woo a girl a little, would you?” This time the TARDIS is laughing at him. “After dinner. We’ll get it all sorted with Mum or she’ll make you regenerate for stealing me away again. I like this you.”

“Do you?” The Doctor wonders if he has become incapable of all speech save for superfluous questions. Rose doesn’t answer but she doesn’t look annoyed either; he can’t wrap his head around what she looks like. There’s a small smile on her face, similar to his, but her eyes are sad and her hands clench and unclench in arrested action till she shoves them into the pockets of her new jacket.

Out of one, she pulls her phone. She flips it open, frowns, presses a few buttons, and shuts it again.


“I’d better get back.” She walks backwards towards the door, wiggling her fingers in farewell.

“Alright. I’ll see you later.”

“Yep.” Almost as an afterthought, Rose points to a suit hung on the Doctor’s left, brown with blue pinstripes running along the length. “Try that one.”

The Doctor does.

Later, her hair is long again.

The Trades We Choose: Stranded

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The Trades We Choose. Personal Assistant AU.
Pairing: Hollstein
Rating: Explicit (for language and eventual sexual content)
Word Count:5305
Summary: In November, Carmilla Karnstein turns 25. In November, she becomes the new chairman of Karnstein Industries. In November, Laura will part ways with her.
After November, she’d never see Carmilla Karnstein again.

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Also I suppose I owe a thank you to holystein​ for editing this for me, even though she made me let her read it early technically then she laughed at all my typos.

“We’re imperfect people trappedin an imperfect world until we get to that place beyond.” –Kathie Lee Gifford

After that night, Carmilla is really nice to you.Like, really nice to you. It’s refreshing getting a smile instead of ablank stare. It’s nice to have her ask you for things rather than demand themin that guarded voice. And you love it. The two of you get plenty of strangelooks due to Carmilla’s change in attitude. But you ignore them becauseCarmilla really is a lovely person when she isn’t glaring.

After meeting her, you realize Danny is around the office a lot more than you’d known. Maybe you’re just blind to everyone else because of how invested you are in breaking through Carmilla’s walls. But you now often find Danny wandering around the Karnstein Industries building on her phone. You wave when you make eye contact with her and she’d give you a small wave back.

It felt nice knowing someone aside from Kirsch, Carmilla, and the various random people you eat with at lunch. She offers to eat with you a week after the gala and slowly it becomes a regular thing for Danny to meet you during your lunch break. Occasionally, Kirsch joined the two of you and that’s how you find out that she and Kirsch have a small rivalry.

They banter back and forth about things you don’t really pay attention to. You think it’s mostly flirting, though you’re sure they’d deny it heavily if you mentioned it to them. And you don’t want to make them uncomfortable, so you don’t mention it. However, they have no such qualms about teasing you about your relationship with Carmilla.

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sandysmiles  asked:

Does he have a specific preference towards girls? Like both appearance and personality wise? 4/4

Well, I’ve already touched on what kind of girl they’ll end up with personality wise here but I’ll copy and paste it here too :)

Ashton I see going with someone who’s really giggly and happy like him, not too sarcastic or anything cause to me he seems like he hates that. I think she’d be like, almost like a housewife at the age she is now (which would be maybe a year younger than him), I just see ashton with someone who likes to take care of everyone, like he does, and is just so down to earth and wants a normal life. I see with someone that has light brown hair, kind of like him and I see him with someone that’s fairly short because he’s about average for a guys height. I also see her with a bit of an olive skin tone and like, any eye colour except blue…sorry guys!

Luke would be with someone more outgoing then him, I think. I think she would have to be a bit like Calum to get him out of his shell more, but not as hyper. She’d be someone who is just as dorky and quirky as Luke is too I think. I see him with someone with lighter coloured hair, someone that’s tan or has a bit of a darker skin tone, and I don’t height would matter too much because he’d look adorable with someone super short or really tall like him!

Michael I don’t think she’d have to be into video games, but he’d think it’s hot if she did. I see him going well with someone that doesn’t like going out too much but will still get him off the couch every once and a while. I also think she’d be pretty relaxed, but can dish out the sarcasm like he does, but still be cuddly and a big sweetheart that gets along with everyone. I see with someone either really short or medium height, any colour hair really, but I think a brunette the most. I think she’d also be super pale like him too, I don’t know why, I just see it :)

Calum I see with someone as hyper as him and someone that’s super touchy feels like me because Calum is constantly cuddling and poking and getting in peoples faces because that’s just who he is and is so affectionate. I also think she would be up for a lot of going out because Calum doesn’t like being cooped up, and I think she’d just be this humble girl that wouldn’t hurt a fly and is just so nice to everything and everyone. I also see him with someone with dark hair, I know he’s said before that he prefers brunettes too. I also don’t see him with someone super tall, more of a medium height or shorter even. And I don’t think she’d be super pale either, but yeah

Sorry if I’m terrible at the physical descriptions :(

Absolutely Breathtaking.

- Writers note: I listened to “Lego house” by Ed Sheeran. It fit perfectly with it but I’ll leave the song choice up to you.

Imagine: Dean and you on your honeymoon. You bought a pair of matching black laced bra and panties for him.
Dean and you had meet about 7 years ago and immediately fell in love with him. You kept it to yourself knowing you weren’t like the other girls he went for. Little did you know that Dean was hopelessly in love with you too.
It had to take you almost dying in his arms for both of you to admit your feelings for each other.
Fast forward about 1 year ago when Dean asked you to marry him. He took you to a picnic under the stars. It was beyond perfect. You both drank beer and listened to all the noises that nature had to offer and talked about anything and everything. Dean started talking about when you both met and how it was the most amazing moment of his entire life, he laughed and said he hated “chick flick moments” but looked up and stared into your eyes and told you that he loved you with everything he had. He told you you were his world. Pulling out a black velvet box from his jacket he turn to you and said, “y/n, life’s a bitch. I’ve had to deal with both, heaven and hell, literally. But you are the only thing in my life that keeps me from going insane, you are my spark of hope when there’s no hope left. I can’t thank you enough…so with that…,"he slowly open the box and it revealed a small simple baby pink diamond ring. "Y/N Y/L/N, will you do me the honors of becoming my wife.” I laughed and cried, pulling him to my lips. I said yes in between every kiss. We laid there in the impala staring into each other’s eyes, saying “I love you’s” over and over again, holding each other tight. Leading to the most loving and caring sex you’d both ever had. It was so special and just so amazing.
Dean had always had the same affect on you. Always making each other blush and butterflies fluttering in your stomach. He made you feel beautiful even when you didn’t see that yourself.
You looked into the mirror at the new lingerie you got, to wear for Dean. You smiled a little bit as you applied some make up and fixed your hair. Before walking out you thought you looked good.

-Deans POV-
What the hell is taking her so long in th-my thoughts were interrupted by the sight of her walking out of the bathroom. I was speechless. She was breathtaking.

-Normal POV-
As you stood in front of him nervously and trying to be seductive. He laughed at how dorky and cute you were being. He could tell she was worried about what he thought of her.
“Hi baby."was all you could say with a nervous smile and giggle.
He was wide eyed and couldn’t take his eyes off you. All he wanted to do was trace his finger a cross every inch of your body. Looking up and down at you."You look…God, you look…um,"he couldn’t finish. And now he was a bit nervous. She realized that he hadn’t said anything and she now felt red and embarrassed. "Never mind. I’m sorry. I’ll jus-"she turned around about to walk back to the restroom and change. Her vision was blurry, "why would you show him your body like this-,"your thoughts were interrupted by the touch of a pair of warm hands that stopped and turned you around. At this point your teary eyes meet with Deans worried face. "No! That’s not what I meant. I couldn’t say anything because you’re stunning, baby. You’re so beautiful in every god damn way. You’re amazing and you don’t even realize it.” A tear fell from your eye as you looked down at your body and at what your were wearing. “Dean…i don’t know what I was thinking showing you my body like this…I’m…I’m sorry…,” you tried to cover your body with your hands, but he stopped you and moves your hands away. His thumb wiped the tear off your cheek and you leaned into this touch. This fingers trailed down to your chin and lifted your head so that you could look at him. “You shouldn’t feel sorry or embarrassed at all. I’m honored to be the one to see this part of you. Every part of you. Every inch of you. I love how nervous you got walking out of the restroom, how dorky and sexy you are. I love your eyes, hair, lips, body, your everything. I love you, y/n.”
You smiled and giggled. Looking into his sincere eyes. He smiled back at me.
“So don’t ever feel ashamed about who you are. Because who you are is absolutely breathtaking. Okay?”
“Okay, Dean. I promise.”
He leaned in and kissed you deeply. Just like the very first time you kissed, it was filled with sparks.
As if he read your thoughts he smiled into the kiss and so did you.
“I love you, y/n.”
“I love you too, baby.”
He kisses you even deeper this time and lifted you off the ground and carried you to the bed, laying you down slowly. He pulled off his shirt and hovered over you. His lips never leaving yours, as life if it was going to the last time he ever got to hold you so close.
“So beautiful.” He kissed. “So gorgeous.” Another kiss. “So sexy.” Another kiss. “And dorky.” He laughed and you did too. “So amazing.” And another one. “All mine.” Pulled away for a second and looked into your eyes as he looked down at your body and looked back to you.
As he looked down at your body you didn’t want his to look at every inch and detail, so you picked up his head and kissed him again. Trying to distract his eyes and mind. He kissed you but pulled away.
“Y/N, look at me. I want you to see me kiss all of you. So you’ll realized how much I love you and your body.”
You shook your head for a yes, but you still trembled of fear. Dean could feel you tense up when he moved down a little bit so his lips could kiss your breasts. Your face was toward him but your eyes closed.
“Hey, baby. Look at me. Open your eyes. You’re so beautiful. I’ll show you. But you have to trust me, okay, baby girl.”
He moved up again to kiss your lips to calm you down and you could feel his love and passion. His care for you. You opened your eyes and he kissed your forehead, nose, jaw line, neck, and again your breasts. He saw that you were calming down with every kiss and that your eyes were on his eyes and lips. He smiled and laughed. The warmth of his breath warmed your heart.
“That’s it, baby girl.”
He kisses down to your tummy and and look up again and meet your gaze.
“I don’t care how long it takes. But if I have to, I’m gonna spend the rest of my days making you realize how beautiful you are. I promise you that.”
He kissed you through your panties and you moaned. Then down your thighs and down to your legs to your feet and lastly your toes.
“Turn around, baby. I’m not done.”
You obliged.
He whispered into your ear. “God, your so beautiful. I love you, y/n.”
He then proceeded to kiss from your ear to your neck while moving your hair out of the way. Then down your back to you butt. And down to your thighs agains, and down your calves. He moved away and you turned around. Both of you meeting your gaze.
He shuffled the blankets so that you could both lay there holding each other tight just like that night he asked you to marry him.
You watched him close his eyes so you did too.
“Dean…?"you whispered with your eyes still closed.
"Yeah, baby?” His eyes still shut too.
“Thank you…for everything.”
You didn’t see it but he smiled at your words.
“Anything for you, sweetheart. Absolutely anything…”
You smiled too.
You waited a while longer till you realized he was sound a sleep.

“I believe you, Dean.”
You finally believed him. You believe that you’re beautiful inside and out.

You pecked his lips lightly and closed your eyes ready to finally fall a sleep.
“Good. Because you’re absolutely breathtaking, baby.”
He unexpectedly spoke quietly and kissed you back.

anonymous asked:

I dunno if you answer these kinds of questions but if you do "what kind of girl would exo go for/date? (personality and appearance)

Yeah I guess we can answer this :) Hmmm what kind of girl…. I’m just gonna base this on what comes into my head okay?



Appearance: I’ll be honest, I can’t really see Xiumin with someone who cares a whole lot about her looks, y’a know what I mean? He’s someone who would connect with his girl emotionally and spiritually, so appearance wise, it’s nothing special. Just a normal girl. More to the short hair side.

Personality: Mother-like. Xiumin is definitely someone I see falling for the traditional kind of girl who’s caring, kind, and is just all around a good mother type of girl. There’s not much to say. Just think responsible, mother-like figure.



Appearance: In contrast to some pictures of his so called “ex-girlfriends”, I see Luhan liking the kind of girl that radiates purity. She’s pretty much a natural beauty (with maybe only a little makeup), and long dark hair is her trademark thing. Her skin is pale, and it would compliment her big eyes perfectly. In terms of clothes though, I can see her wearing anything from a hoodie and jeans to a pretty summer dress. She doesn’t seem to be the kind to be tied down to a certain style.

Personality: Personality wise for Luhan would be something that goes with her image. She’s not going to be those girls who have a contradicting character, so like her appearance, she’s going to be pretty pure and innocent. But that doesn’t mean she can’t think for and take care of herself.  She seems to me like she would like to stick to him a lot, but also knows when to give him his space. And because of her innocence, she seems like someone who would make him smile like an idiot when he think about the things she does. All in all, Gentle, kind, pure, and pretty dependent.



Appearance: With galaxy hyung over here, I honestly differ from a few other opinions others have for his “kind of girl” Unlike the fashionista, edgy, with a “model’s height to compliment his height” kind of look that others say he would go for, I actually see him liking a girl who’s all about simplicity. Like a long cardigan over a shirt and leggings, or a dress shirt inside a knit sweater. But enough about fashion. Kris seems like he type that would like a girl who wears some makeup. Just enough to compliment her features nicely. Key features to his girl would be: Pretty eyes, long not false lashes, long dark hair (sometimes tied up). And contratry to what people say about his girl having to be tall, he actually screams the opposite to me. He seems like someone who would have a girlfriend who’s only up to his collar/shoulders (160-165cm?), and he would find that EXTREMELY endearing. In addition to that, this may not be what everyone wants to hear but to me, his girlfriend would seem to give off that hard to approach “I have a hot boyfriend” look.

Personality: Now we all know what an idiot Kris actually is, his girl would be someone who compliments that side of him well. To me, his girlfriend would be someone who like him, looks a bit detached on the outside, just cause she looks good and all but is just as weird and dorky on the inside. She seems to me like someone who is fully capable of taking care of herself and him, but every now and then knows how to make him feel like “he’s the man” by acting a bit more dependent than usual. Maybe it’s just me but he screams to me the kind of person who’s girlfriend would have all these little habits or a childish side of her that he would call “stupid” but boast about to his friends and like Luhan, smile about it in secret every time he thinks about it later. But contrary to her cold appearance, she’s a really soft hearted person.



Appearance: Clean and classy. Suho himself is a dandy guy, and his girlfriend would be no different. To me, she seems to be someone who just always looks so elegant and classy you know? Almost always in white, or light coloured clothes. Her hair would be wavy or always tied up in a loose bun. And like Luhan, his girl would seem to be a natural beauty, with her pale skin and large eyes. I dunno, but for me his girl’s trademark thing would be the colour of her cheeks (blush). I can see her as the kind of girl who has the natrual rosy cheeks that other girls would die and buy shitloads of blushes for.

Personality: Classy. Just like her appearance. That doesn’t mean she’s going to be 100% mature like a business woman and all, but she seems like the kind that’s just so calm and collected all the time. Even when something scares or surprises her, she just seems to be the kind to gasp a little and smile it off, and not flip her shit like some other girls would. She can think for herself, and is a pretty wise girl that Suho would discuss everything with. But she too has times when she needs to be cared for, and sometimes gives off a damsel in distress kind of vibe.



Appearance: Appearance for our healing unicorn can both ways to me. She can either be a normal decent looking girl, or she can be one of the prettiest girls you’ve seen in a while. Okay, maybe not to that extent, but pretty. Like Kris’ girl, she doesn’t seem like the kind that would wear no makeup at all, but minimal. No false lashes and a heap of eyeshadow or blush. Hair wise, she’s can either have long hair like everyone else or medium length. Nothing short though. And she definitely looks friendly and approachable all the time. 

Personality: Friendly, kind, caring, mother-like. Our xing xing definitely looks like the type of person who would go for a girl who nothing but kindness. She’s the kind that’s always there for others and puts them before herself. She takes care of others well, and radiates “perfect mom to be”.



Appearance: For our Bacon, he seems to be the kind to go for a girl who’s more on the cute side and has short hair, and likes to tie it up into the infamous apple hair at home. She’s petite in size and her trademark features would be her small face, round eyes, and her always so pink lips. I dunno, that’s what I imagine.

Personality: Personality wise, I can honestly see her as being the kind that whine and does aegyo a lot. To him and those close to her. She’s blunt, and is the kind that’s not afraid to talk, just like him. She’s always peppy but that doesn’t mean she never gets mad. To me, she seems like the kind that all fun and games until you get on her bad side. Once you tick her off, she seems like the kind that can hold a grudge for a really long time even if she says she forgive you and really knows how to bitch someone out.



Appearance: Jongdae Jongdae Jongdae. Exo’s resident troll, like Lay can go both ways to me. He will either go for a normal decent girl, or she’s really pretty. For the more “normal” girl, she’ll have medium or short dark hair and nice eyes that dresses in your everyday casual clothing. If she were the pretty type, she’d still have medium length hair (I just can’t see him with long hair), and her features, especially her eyes would be really nice. Long pale face, almond eyes, you get the point. With a nice smile.

Personality: Maybe because Jongdae has the most beautiful soul on the face of this Earth, his girlfriend would be no different. She’s going to be that one friend we all have that no one dislikes. She’s welcoming and warm to everyone she meets and she’s never afraid to talk to anyone. She’s very empathetic and understands others’ feelings well. On top of that, she seems to me like someone who’s also pretty independent. She likes to spend time with her boyfriend a lot, but she gets a lot done alone. To sum it all up, just think female Jongdae but more mature and calm.



Appearance: Pretty. As shallow as this may sound, Chanyeol to me seems to be someone who would want a pretty/hot girlfriend. Long wavy dark hair, pretty eyes, tall nose, small face, hot bod, yeah he wants all that. Style wise, all I can say is she knows she has a perfect body and dresses like it. 

Personality: Please don’t hate me for saying this *hides under covers for 5 days* but like I mentioned, Chanyeol seems pretty shallow and immature to me. He’s still that kid who thinks life is a joke. So in terms of his girlfriend’s personality, honestly as long as she’s not openly a bitch and rude to everyone, I really don’t see him caring much about anything else. Of course, he’d still want someone kind and caring, and I’m not saying she isn’t but like I said, as long as she’s not openly mean and caring to him, he really doesn’t care much. Another thing, his girl would seem to be pretty judgmental about others (privately at least).



Appearance: Like Xiumin, I really don’t see Kyungsoo caring so much about looks. His girl would seem to be the kind that’s a bit rounder with big eyes and an all around cute mother-like vibe. I can see him with someone who has short to medium length hair. His girl would be a mixture of Xiumin and Baekhyun’s.

Personality: We all know Kyungsoo is the member with the most morals in the group, so his girl would need to be on par with that. Like Jongdae and Xiumin’s she’s someone who’s very caring and warm. She knows how to cook and clean and just screams a good mother to me. Like Kyungsoo, she doesn’t approve much of jokes that go too far, and would prefer a quiet place to think sometimes rather than a loud atmosphere with a bunch of friends.



Appearance: As much as Tao would like a perfect elegant model-like girlfriend like Chanyeol, I can see him with only half of that. His girlfriend would be someone who’s pretty and has a nice body but wouldn’t be all that classy and elegant, cause that would seem too old for him. I can see his girlfriend to be someone who has long hair like most of the other members and would be pretty. Small face, pretty eyes, you know the rest. And maybe it’s just me but I can so imagine his girl in a leather jacket with skinny jeans as her main attire.

Personality: In terms of personality, I feel like Tao’s girlfriend would be just as badass on the outside and innocent on the inside. Kind of like Kris’ girl, she would have an unapproachable vibe, but the moment you say something funny, that’ll all go away. She seems like the kind that would have quite a unique personality that I can really describe in words.



Appearance: Of all the members’ girls, Kai’s would be the only one with a “darker” skin tone. I can see Kai’s girl to be your typical go to healthy, all about exercise and the great outdoors kind of girl. She would have dark medium length hair and looks really pretty when she smiles. But there’s also another image that pops into my head as well, and for this one, just think Naeun with a hint of Bora.

Personality: Personality wise, Kai’s girl would be the most normal of all. She would just be your typical girl who’s nice, friendly, sometimes shy, down to earth kind of person. I can’t really say much because she just seems so normal. Like the kind that rarely does anything stupid.



Appearance: Finally, Brat Hun. For this little fetus, I can see his girl as someone who’s exactly a female him. Not even kidding. She’s thin and average height, and likes to wear hoodies and T-shirts with skinny jeans. Skinny jeans is like her life. For shoes, definitely sneakers, or keds, vans, you finish the list. She screams Abercrombie and Hollister to me. Face wise, a natural beauty who’s both pretty and cute, and doesn’t wear much makeup except maybe curl her lashes and chapstick? At the most some eyeliner.

Personality: Personality for this brat is like appearance. Exactly a female Hun. She’s fun to be around and is completely 4D, and not afraid to troll anyone anywhere. She likes to talk and is friendly to others. Although I do imagine her to be a slightly more mature, as in she knows when to stop. Sehun and his girlfriend would be those cute couples that act like they’re BFFs and ones that everyone adores. 


This took us so long~ There’s 12 of them!!

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