ugh i just want to kiss you

EXO Reaction when their GF changes them for a videogame/online game

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Chanyeol:

*Writing a new song while you play* “I should have… taught her the world of music…. not the world of gaming yeah~”

Kris:

“Do you want to have some…. sexy time, oh you are busy? I see… no worries… I’ll just go to the bathroom….” 

Sehun:

*Needs attention* “Jagi please… give me a kiss? Yes? No? fine I’ll go ask Luhan he might say yes” 

Tao:

“ImmagoplayLolIt’sSoFun ugh” *Someone’s angry* “Fine ImmagoBuySomeGucciForMyselfBai” *Very angry* “And cake! Just for me! I’ll make out with the cake!”

Kai:

“Hello? Is this Anonymous gamers hotline? Can you help me? how do I get my girlfriend back? She won’t leave the computer… I’m scared that hot animated dude might have stolen my girlfriend”

Xiumin:

*Just watching you and thinking* “One day she’ll come home and the TV is gone… not gonna be able to watch my drama anymore but… ugh I want the TV gone… I’m jealous… yes tomorrow I’m giving it away.” *Sips cup of coffee*

Baekhyun:

*Such a dramatic baby* “Did she just… killed me? I thought we were a couple…. together forever… I need a break… this is betrayal..” *The student became better than the teacher xD*

Luhan:

*This is him behind the computer doing everything he can to get your attention back* “Maybe I should start taking my clothes off now”

Chen:

Sehun: “Why are we running away hyung?”
Chen: “Because I just broke my jagi’s laptop and told her it was you… at least she’s giving me attention now”

Kyungsoo:

“I wonder what she will do when she realizes her biggest enemy is me… she’ll realize all those fights have actually been online dates xD” *Someone’s been very busy leveling up his character* 

Lay:

“That game thinks it’s better than me? We’ll see… it can’t win against my famous shirtless floor humping”

Suho:

“I should buy all the internet in Korea and not give her the password…. yeah this sounds like the solution” *Someone’s desperate*

[Masterlist] [Guideline]

I AM SO OVERWHELMED BY THE FEELINGS IN MY HEART RIGHT NOW. MY TINY HEART IS TOO TINY FOR THIS NONSENSE LIKE WHAT IN THE FUCK

EMMA IS MAKING FUCKING PANCAKES

IN A ROBE AND WE ALL FUCKING KNOW WHAT HAPPENED THE NIGHT BEFORE WHILE KILLIAN WALKS UP BEHIND HER IN AN UNBUTTONED VEST WHICH LBR IS BASICALLY HIM BEING NAKED LIKE THE NUMBER OF LAYERS ON THIS MAN AT ALL TIMES IS ABSURD BUT LIKE

THIS IS TOO MUCH. I CANNOT LOOK DIRECTLY AT IT.

THIS IS LIKE THE FUCKING SUN. I AM BLINDED BY THE JOY AND THE HAPPINESS AND THE CONTENTMENT AND THE WAY HE’S GRINNING INTO HER SKIN AND THE WAY SHE BITES HER LIP. THIS IS AHHHHHHHHH MAKE IT STOP

AND SHE LIKE FUCKING POUNCES ON HIM AND HER HANDS DON’T FUCKING STOP MOVING AND HER LIPS ARE SO INSISTENT AND 

SHE KEEPS FUCKING PULLING HIM CLOSER AND CLOSER AND WHAT T H E F U C KKKKK I CANNOT HANDLE THIS EVEN A LITTLE

ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW WILD HER HAIR IS? SHE CLEARLY JUST WOKE UP AND CAME DOWN TO MAKE THEM BOTH PANCAKES BECAUSE THEY MUST BE STARVING AND HE GOT DRESSED HALF WAY AND CAME DOWN TO FIND HER WHEN HE SMELLED ALL THE NICE THINGS AND THEN HE SEES HER WITH HER HAIR ALL WILD AND HER FACE ALL FRESH AND GLOWY AND HAPPY AND WHO CAN BLAME HIM FOR WANTING TO KISS HER OK?

OK BUT WHAT KILLS ME THE DEADEST IS THAT SHE PULLS AWAY JUST SO SHE CAN LOOK AT HIM. CLEARLY SHE WANTS TO KEEP KISSING HIM BUT IN THAT MOMENT, SHE NEEDS SO SEE HIS FACE, TO SEE AGAIN HOW MUCH HE LOVES HER AND WHAT SHE HAS NOW AND I CANNOT LOOK AT HIS SMILE THIS IS TOO MUCH *SHIELDS EYES*

GUYS, GUYS, GUYS. I THINK SHE LOVES HIM.

AND I THINK HE LOVES HER.

SHE’S SO FUCKING HAPPY AND SHE LOOKS SO YOUNG HERE AND SO HAPPY AND IN LOVE AND SHE LOVES HIM SO MUCH OMG

HE CAN’T BELIEVE IT EITHER BECAUSE WHO WOULD HAVE FUCKING THOUGHT RIGHT? 

AND THEN SHE’S LIKE FUCK WAIT MUST GET BACK TO THE KISSING. HE’S SO GOOD AT THE KISSING. MUST TOUCH SOFT LIPS AGAIN.

AND UGH IT STARTS SO SOFT BUT PICKS UP SO FUCKING QUICK LIKE WTF AND HE JUST RESPONDS WITHOUT MISSING A BEAT LIKE THIS IS TOO MUCH FOR ME BECAUSE THEY LOVE EACH OTHER AND WANT EACH OTHER SO MUCH, IT MAKES MY HEART MELT ALSO SEEING THAT RING ON HER FINGER IS HURTING MY EYES AGAIN.

THE HANDS, THE HANDSSSSSS

WILL NO ONE THINK OF THE POOR FANGIRLS?! WHY WOULD YOU KISS THIS WAY?! WITH THE FRANTIC PULLING EACH OTHER CLOSER AND THE HANDS THAT WON’T STOP TOUCHING. WHY WOULD YOU HURT ME THIS WAY YOU ASSHOLES?!

I CAN’T TAKE IT BECAUSE THEY’RE SMILING THE ASSHOLES DO THEY NOT KNOW WHAT THIS IS DOING TO MY SMALL TINY HEART?!

TO HELL WITH THE PANCAKES. YASSS EMMA, YASSSSS.

AND SHE FUCKING PUSHES HIM INTO THE TABLE AND SHE’S PROBABLY BETWEEN HIS LEGS RIGHT NOW AND HIS HAND IS RUNNING UP AND DOWN HER BACK AND HIS HOOK IS HOLDING HER STEAD BECAUSE SHE CANNOT STOP MOVING HER HANDS

AND LIKE FUCKING SOMEONE HAS TO KEEP THEM FROM FALLING ONTO THE TABLE BUT BY THE LOOKS OF IT, EMMA TOTALLY WANTS KILLIAN TO FALL ONTO HIS BACK RIGHT THERE OK?! LIKE NOPE LET’S JUST DO THE DO RIGHT HERE. SMOOSHING BOOTIES ON THE DINING TABLE.

AND LOL THE SHOCK! THEY’RE SO DAZED THIS IS HILARIOUS

AND KILLIAN SAYING LIKE OH YOUR MOTHER HAS A KEY. THAT’S GOOD INFORMATION. YES OK. TRY TO CALM DOWN NOW.

THE SHOCK AND THE WIDE EYES LOLOLOL

BUT OK I FUCKING LOVE HOW EMMA JUST LOOKS AMUSED PRETTY MUCH THROUGH THIS WHOLE EXCHANGE BECAUSE THOUGH SHE REALLY, REALLY WANTS TO DO THE DO WITH HER FIANCE IN THEIR HOUSE (WHAT THE FUCK HOW DID WE GET HERE FROM CLIMBING A BEANSTALK TOGETHER ONE TIME FUCK FUCK FUCKKKK) 

SHE NEVER THOUGHT SHE’S HAVE THIS EITHER? HER MOTHER ACCIDENTALLY WALKING IN ON THEM AND LIKE IT’S LIKE EMBARRASSING OR WHATEVER BUT SHE’S JUST SO FUCKING HAPPY TO HAVE ALL THIS IN HER LIFE NOW? THESE MOMENTS OF PEACE AND LOVE AND SILLINESS

AND LOL SHE’S LIKE NOOOO AND KILLIAN IS LIKE HAHAHA YES WE WERE ABOUT TO BANG YOUR MAJESTY. I HAVE A SERIOUS PROBLEM RN LOL ALSO I LOVE THAT THOUGH SNOW IS RIGHT THERE, EMMA STRAIGHT UP DOEAN’T MOVE FOR FUCKING AGES AND JUST KEEPS RUNNING HER HANDS OVER KILLIAN’S SHOULDERS, SOOTHING HIM  AND TOUCHING HIM STILL AND KILLIAN’S HAND DOESN’T MOVE FROM HER WAIST EITHER

LIKE DESPITE THE DISCOMFORT, IT’S ALSO SUCH A COMFORTABLE MOMENT?! IT’S SO DOMESTIC AND ORDINARY AND EMMA IS STILL STROKING KILLIAN’S ARM HERE AND I AM IN SO MUCH PAIN *CRIES TEARS OF BLOOD* AND THEY ONLY FUCKING STAND WHEN SNOW IS LIKE UMM PANCAKES LOLOL

AND THIS ASSHOLE LOLOLOL HE IS SO UNAMUSED. I’VE LOST MY APPETITE. BRACING FUCKING SHOWER HE SAYS  LOLOLOL

THIS CHEEK KISS, THE PANCAKES, THE KILLIAN’S HAND ON HER WAIST AGAIN. THE DOMESTICITY OF IT ALL

LOOK HOW HAPPY SHE IS. DO YOU SEE IT? DO YOU SEE THE JOY IN HER EYES?! SHE’S SO HAPPY GODDAMNIT

*THROWS ALL THE THINGS*

THIS IS TOO MUCH. I CANNOT HANDLE THIS. FUCKING FUCK FUCKKK

anonymous asked:

Hi, I don't know if you're taking prompts but I just read your scene about Andrew being there in Baltimore and it was amazing so I wanted to ask you to write something about Andreil + neck kisses, because I feel like this is a Very Important plot point that was not fully explored. Like maybe Andrew coming to terms with the fact that it's actually his favorite thing, and not knowing how to ask for it? Ugh I just finished rereading the series and I can't get enough of these stupid boys 🦊

(Thank you so muuuuch, and also I totally agree tbh)

He hates the way Neil always pauses to kiss at the hinge of his jaw on the way to his neck. It’s like a check point, the sweet press of a power button, and Neil doesn’t even seem to realize he’s doing it. He kisses with his whole face too, dragging down over Andrew’s bottom lip and chin and throat with his eyes closed, like he’s too in love with the experience to even look.

It’s killing Andrew. It’s stoppering the air in his lungs and giving him stomach ache with how bad he wants it. You like it. I like that you like it.

Andrew hates that he likes it, the vulnerability of that bared neck. It feels like a mistake every time he does it, but it also kind of feels like he’s taken the first shots of the night and he can’t stop, like the more he drinks the thirstier he gets. Neil is such a mistake, but he’s so so easy to make.

Kissing — like this, with the covers pushed down and Andrew on his side with his hand up Neil’s shirt — feels inevitable. He can’t stop pushing up Neil’s springy cowlicks and Neil can’t stop fumbling down to Andrew’s neck and sucking. It’s so humid and nervy-tense between them, like it’s never been, like Neil is singlehandedly dangling Andrew off of a rooftop.

Neil passes his tongue over that root of Andrew’s jaw and Andrew makes a noise so low that it sounds wounded. He just barely keeps his hands from forcing Neil closer, chasing that moment where Neil can’t help himself, circulating between mouth and face and neck before Andrew directs his attention elsewhere. He just wants to stay in that circuit with his hands open and his head tilted back.

Andrew’s fist must go too tight in Neil’s hair because he pulls back frowning, lips red.

“Sorry,” Neil says. “Carried away.” He looks troubled by this, like he’s not used to being carried away by things that aren’t arguments.

“No,” Andrew starts, and then stalls out. His hand is still in Neil’s hair. He doesn’t know how to ask for this; doesn’t even know if he wants to.

“No?” Neil repeats. “Okay.” He leans back and off of Andrew, passing one hand through his own hair and undoing Andrew’s work messing it up.

“I didn’t tell you to stop,” Andrew says, and the way he’s exposed is too much — shirt pushed up in the tousle to pull Neil on top, hard and marked up.

“In my experience, no means stop,” Neil says evenly.

It’s exactly what he wants to hear, he realizes suddenly. Neil finds this humiliating way of giving Andrew what he wants without looking like he’s considered it at all.

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You’re the One (Daveed x Reader)

Summary: Based on an ask I saw about reader/Daveed being roommates. The reader teases him about his appearance on Sesame Street. Fluff.

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader

A/N: This was a good idea. Good job anon.


“D!” You yelled as soon as you heard the apartment door open.

“What?” Daveed went into the kitchen, rifling around in the fridge for something to eat.

“You didn’t tell me you were going to be on Sesame Street!”

“I guess I forgot? I don’t know, I’ve been busy.” He plopped down next to you and handed you a beer, sighing. He looked tired.

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OKAY OKAY I AM MUCH EMOTION AND I NEEDED TO SHARE MY PAIN

LOOK AT HOW SHE HOLDS HER FOREHEAD UP FOR HIM TO LEAN ON WITH HIS OWN BECAUSE SHE’S SO USED TO THEM DOING THAT AFTER THEY KISS.

Exhibit A:

Exhibit B:

Exhibit C:

Exhibit D:

Exhibit E:

(do you want me to keep going? because i can…)

BUT HE PHYSICALLY CAN’T BECAUSE HE’S FROZEN BUT YOU CAN SEE HIM SHAKE SLIGHTLY (maybe that’s just because of Emma holding onto him or Colin not being able to stay completely still) BECAUSE HE REALLY WANTS TO BUT HE JUST CAN’T AND EMMA’S FACE DROPS BECAUSE SHE REALLY NEEDED HIM TO THAT IN THAT MOMENT BECAUSE TO HER IN THAT MOMENT THAT WAS THEIR LAST KISS AND UGH ASDFGHJKLL

Some thoughts: 

  • Yuuri leaning against Victor in the morning while brushing their teeth. 
  • Yuuri kissing the love bites on Victor’s collar because they still neck like teenagers. 
  • Lazy movie and makeout sessions on the couch that seamlessly switch between making out and watching the movie. 

  • Yuuri whistling when Victor bends over on the ice. Victor then striking a pose while sticking his ass out as far as possible. Yuuri whistles again. 

  • Victor can’t sleep without his hand on Yuuri’s butt it’s a medical mystery. 

  • Yuuri holds Victor’s tiddy a lot. He just does. Victor digs it tho…

  • Victor loves nose kisses? Whether it’s his nose or Yuuri’s he doesn’t care? It’s a thing. 

  • “I love you.” “I love you.” “But I love you!” “Ugh? I love you???” 

  • Their foreplay is literally the other staring dumbstruck at how beautiful their husband is before kissing the words into the other’s skin. 

  • “Let’s make love tonight.” “We always make love.” “Exactly.” 
RFA Reaction to cuddling at MCs place while Family/Roommates are there

So basically this is my HC for the RFA I need to start doing Minor Trio with Baeran dammit me going to MCs place for the first time and trying to cuddle/other but the catch is MC lives with family/roomies.

Some are just fluffy. Some get smutty. *cough* Zen and Jumin *cough*

Yoosung

  • Your room?? Alone?? I-Is that okay??
  • “Yoosung, we’ve hung at before…”
  • “Yeah at my place where it was just us…Is…Is your family ok with this?”
  • “Yoosung I’m a legal adult. I have been. We both are.”
  • “O-Okay.”
  • You’re sitting in your bed cuddling, playing video games. You get a little handsy. A slight blush rises in his cheeks and he pretends not to notice as he keeps playing his level.
  • But your hand rests at the hem of his shirt, and sloooowwwlllly lifts it up, letting your fingers softly trace up and down his sides
  • Blush intensifies “MC..?? You feelin cuddly?”
  • “Maaaybe” You nuzzle into the crook of his arm as he puts it around you.
  • You are not satisfied. More snuggles. More.
  • You throw one leg over him, latching onto him like a Koala.
  • It was pretty innocent, but Yoosung imagining your parents or sibling walking in and seeing you tangled up just made him so flustered. ‘If I keep playing my game, even if someone sees us they’ll no nothing was happen-’
  • You crane your neck and plant a soft kiss on his 
  • YOOSUNG NO WORK NOPE NADA IT’S OVER
  • This boy can’t keep a poker face. You know you’ve got him. You casually take his DS out of his hands, save the progress, and close it.
  • Yoosung is just wide eyed staring at the ceiling, lips pursed and shaking juuuust a little bit. His hand still in the position as if he was still holding his DS up. He is too shook
  • So you make the move, throw your arm over his chest and start kissing his neck again.
  • “MC are you sure?”
  • “We’re not gonna go crazy…I mean. Probably not.” And you start leaving a couple soon-to-be hickeys on him.
  • ‘Oh what the hell’ Yoosung gives up. He likes you too much.
  • He takes your hand in his and interlaces your fingers with his
  • Turns his head to yours
  • So many kisses. He starts pressing his lips to yours, it’s deep but still soft.
  • You guys just keep it up for a while. Snuggles, kisses, the occasional grope.
  • It gets late into the night and Yoosung figures he should get going.
  • You walk him to the door and he gives you a kiss goodnight.
  • You promise to hang out at his place next time so he’s not as nervous.

Jaehee

  • She thinks your roommates are lovely. They like her too, think she’s kind of stoic, but like her none the less.
  • You two go up to your room. She sits on your bed, no second thoughts about your roommates or anything. Why would they come in? And even then Jaehee’s sure you’re not ballsy enough to try anything crazy with people in the house
  • You guys arent quiet enough for that
  • You sit next to her and put on one of Zen’s shows. You start off side by side but soon end up spooning.
  • You guys have watched these movies so many times you know all the lines, so whenever Zen goes to deliver a really sexy line, you beat him to it and whisper it in Jaehee’s ear.
  • She giggles and it’s so fkn cute. Ugh.
  • You get a little restless at one point. You run your hand down her side, admiring her curves.
  • And sloooowly back up. Your fingers brush exposed skin and her spine straightens a bit.
  • “MC…” She chuckles
  • You two start kissing. It’s sweet and slow. You don’t go very far, because you’re both just feeling more cuddly than lusty. Lusty isn’t a word but shut up
  • Eventually the movie is over. You walk her out to her car. You go to give her a quick peck goodnight, but she cups your face and holds it there for a good minute. You melt a little and put your hands over hers. She’s too cute.
  • You watch as her car pulls out of the driveway. A small smile on your lips.
  • Your roomate opens the front door “Hey, you gonna stand here and think about that steamy ass kiss or come inside already?”

Zen

  • He knocks at the door and your roommate opens it.
  • “Holy shit MC your hot ass celebrity boyfriend is here” They yell up the stairs (it’s me. I’m one of your obnoxious roommates.)
  • You come down the stairs “Babe! Hey! Sorry I didn’t get the door I-”
  • “No worries, Angel” And he planted a quick peck on your lips. You heard your roommates snicker as they set the table for food.
  • After you all ate, you and Zen slipped into your room. You expected immediate cuddles and kisses but
  • He just sat at your desk and looked around
  • “Uh, Babe, you can come sit on the bed” You patted the spot next to you
  • But Mc…… T H E B E A S T
  • It could appear at any moment.
  • I’ll take my chances just get over here you egg.
  • So he joins you on the bed. Slowly he sinks into the spot next to you, as if a quick movement might rattle the cage of THE BEAST
  • You turn on your music and start chatting. Eventually ending with Zen’s head in your lap as you play with his hair and he stares at your face with endearment cause he’s just so in love with how focused you look as you braid his hair and chat.
  • So endeared he doesn’t hear you muttering about cutting off the rat tail
  • Soon the braid is done and there’s nothing to occupy your hands while you guys talk.
  • They start off at Zen’s face. Tracing his cheekbones and jawline.
  • “MC…what are you doing?” He chuckles
  • “Just touching you”
  • MC Phrasing please
  • Then your hands trace the tendons in his neck to the well toned muscles on his shoulders. His shirt color tries to get in the way but you just snake your hands underneath.
  • His eyebrow twitches
  • MC please he is using all of his self control right now.
  • You lean over, giving your arms more reach farther into his shirt, your fingertips brush the beginning of your lovers V line. Haha V line. V. Hah you can only think about V whenever you see Zen’s V line now
  • Your intention was to get your face inches from Zen, not touch his hips. That was just added bonus
  • His breath gets a little heavy and husky, brushing your lips which are only about an inch away.
  • You very slowly, and I mean very slowly, lean in to close the gap. Your eyes half lidded while Zen’s are wide af.
  • The second your lips touch Zen jumps up. Well he tries. WIth your hands in his shirt and face above his you both get a little tangled for a second but his feet find the floor and he turns so he’s facing away from you.
  • “Hyun? You ok?”
  • “ I just…. Ugh. If we kiss like that again I don’t think I’ll be able to help myself, Princ-”
  • “So don’t.”
  • He turns his head, a look of shock in his eyes. “What?”
  • “So. Don’t.” You grin. “Don’t help yourself”
  • “But your roommates are-”
  • You turn your radio volume even higher, a smug look on your face.
  • His voice dropped so low you thought it was a new person. “Are you sure you want to?”
  • You got up and pulled him close, pressing your bodies together. “Positive”
  • HOOOOOO BOY
  • I WONDER IF THE MUSIC COVERED THE SOUND OF HIM SLAMMING YOU DOWN ON THAT BED
  • Music: High
  • Kisses: Heavy
  • Beast: Unleashed.
  • You guys weren’t used to having to be quiet. Zen wasn’t sure how to feel about you not screaming his name. But it was a fun little challenge for the both of you. It made things interesting, added the element of getting caught.
  • Eventually you guys were left panting and just laying side by side.
  • He glanced at the clock.
  • “Oh shit My Love, I’m sorry to eat and run but it’s getting late and I have morning rehearsal.” He hopped out of bed and started pulling his clothes on.
  • “I understand Babe” You threw a shirt and sweatpants on and walked him downstairs, where your roommates were still awake watching a movie.
  • Zen cast a nervous glance towards them, but covered it as soon as they looked in your direction.
  • “It was nice meeting you!” He waved to them.
  • “You too!” They both chimed and waved back.
  • Zen turned to you, gave you a kiss goodnight, and walked out to his car.
  • You shut the front door, and as soon as you did
  • “Wow. Your bed is really squeaky huh?
  • “Wha-” A blush spray paints your cheeks bright red
  • “Celebrity sex scandaaaaaal” The other one sings.
  • “We didn’t-” You tried.
  • “MC….your shirts backwards” They winked.
  • You looked down and sure as shit you were looking at the back of your shirt. Welp. RIP.


Jumin

  • You were a little nervous for Jumin to come over and meet your roommates.
  • More often than not they were those ruthless Jokester friends. They didn’t get when people didn’t get their jokes and Jumin…he’s not the best with jokes in general.
  • Your friends are also very casual, so when Jumin showed up in his “Formal Dinner Party” attire they were a little confused.
  • You had given them a fair warning…but they didn’t think you were serious.
  • You ate dinner, it went surprisingly okay. You swore there might come a time when Jumin and one of the roomies might hit a rough patch but nope. Smooth sailing, especially when he learned one of your roomies is pre vet and they shared a passion for felines.
  • After dinner you escorted him to your room.
  • Almost immediately you were wrapped in each other’s arms on the bed.You guys try to keep it professional in public, so once you’re alone you two make up for the lost public snuggle time hardcore.
  •  You lay side by side, your head on his chest, his arm around you and rubbing your back. You just chat about things, you ask Jumin about random things just to hear his voice His voice is my guilty fucking pleasure my god bless that VA. It calms you. But if he says the right things it gets you a little… hot and bothered.
  • “So dinner was good….when’s dessert?” Yep like that. Hot. And. Bothered. 
  • “Jumin” You gasped a little, surprised he suggested it
  • “I’m sorry? I assume from the way your hand was inching towards-”
  • Oh shit? Your hand was heading down there wasn’t it. Haha ohhhhh Hand. *cue audience laugh track* Anyways
  • “I mean, I would but uh…my roommates are downstairs. It’s not like the penthouse where it’s just us.”
  • “And?” He is so shameless. Or clueless. Or maybe a little bit of both.
  • “Wouldn’t you be, uh, embarrassed?”
  • “Should I? I assumed it was no secret that we had sex. Usually people assume anways…” He trailed off, but then remembered the situation at hand. “But if you’d rather not I understand. “ He sounded a little disappointed, but then he looked at you with a small smirk. “But I guess now it’ll be only sweeter the next time I get to lay you down and” cue intense details of. He didn’t stop, he just kept talking about all the things you two could do, and his voice kept getting lower and huskier and you could tell how excited he was just by the way he was talking
  • You couldn’t take it
  • Fuck the roommates
  • Jumin was right it’s not like they don’t know
  • You suddenly rolled so you were on top of him, straddling his waist.
  • “Kitten I thought-”
  • You grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him into a very sloppy kiss.
  •  When you pulled away for air you just “I don’t care. Let them hear.”
  • You two got wild
  • ….I’ll stop here. You guys don’t need the details 
  • Once you two were finished you were cuddling again. Just cuddling without clothes but that was A OK.
  • Jumin was back to rubbing your back again, and you were cuddled up to him again.Your hand was on his chest and his hand on top, his thumb gently rubbing back and forth. But instead of talking you guys kept exchanging gentle kisses, taking turns leaning in and reaching for kisses from each other.
  • Around midnight he figured he should get going home. You both put your clothes on and walked out to the car. On the way there you saw your roommates. They looked a little shook. Little bit. They waved by to Jumin even though they could barely look at the two of you without blushing.
  • Jumin planted a firm kiss on you at the car, and when you walked back in you turned to your roommates, ready to apologize for the..uh…noise.
  • “Hey guys…so uh…hahaha awkward amiright?”
  • “I don’t know, is it….’Kitten’?”
  • “Or should we ask….’Daddy’?”
  • You’re never living this down. Ever.

Seven

  • He came over to meet your family
  • He already knew almost everything about them so he was well prepared to kiss ass
  • He didn’t have to though, they liked him off the bat. They were glad they finally got to meet the boy MCs been spending all their time with.
  • After dinner MC and he decided to go upstairs and hang out a bit.
  • These two nerds legit sat in MCs bed looking at memes on their phones
  • At least an hour went by with you two just giggling and showing your phones to each other
  • Somehow you both found ways to get closer to each other without meaning to.
  • It started off with you two leaning against the wall, but soon you were basically sitting in Seven’s lap, head leaning against his chest, and the two of staring at one phone screen of memes.
  • At some point Seven snaked his arms around your waist, and buried his face in between your shoulder blade and your neck.
  • The giggles continued.
  • Soon you saw a meme that had you dying laughing. Seven was amused, but he ended up getting more amused when you started snorting from laughing so hard. You clasped a hand over your mouth to try to silence the noise, but it was not happening. He thought it was too cute and couldn’t help but kiss your cheek with an overdramatic “MUAAAH” noise
  • More memes and time passed
  • Now you two were laying on your tummies, side by side, memeing away
  • That’s when you look at Seven. A slight grin on his face, the way his eyes sparkle when he’s having a good time, everything about him really.
  • You just feel so much…love for him.
  • So you put your phone down and start peppering him with light quick kisses all over the side of his face.
  • He laughs “MC what are you doing?”
  • “I just…I love you so much” You can’t hold back the smile on your face. Just staring at him makes you happy. “Saeyoung, sometimes…Sometimes I can’t even believe you’re real” and you lightly touch his face, taking in the feel of his skin and the look in his eyes.
  • He seems overcome with emotion too. Some mix of happiness and sadness, but then more happiness.
  • He shifts so he’s facing you more and plants a long kiss on your lips. Eventually you both sit up and just start kissing. It’s not the sloppy make out of when you guys are getting ready to do the do, it’s a long line of passionate kisses filled with innocent love and need for one another.
  • It’s love.
  • You end up wrapped in one another’s arms staring into each other’s eyes until both of you doze off.
  • It’s about 2 am when you wake up. You two are still wrapped up, and Saeyoung is snoozing peacefully inches from your face. You wish you could just stare at him all night, the moonlight bouncing off his face made him look like he really wasn’t real, like he’d turn into mist at any second and slip away Wow I’m getting really poetic. Probably cause it’s 5 am idk sorry
  • But you know theres work he has to get done and normally he’s not even sleeping at this time so he’s probably already behind schedule.
  • You start off as a soft whisper, scared your voice could break the magic of the moment “Saeyoung”
  • He stirrs a bit but doesn’t open his eyes.
  • A little louder, but still whispering “Saeyoung” HIs eyelids lift slowly, and when he sees your face, a sleepy smile spreads across his own.
  • This alone makes you feel giddy and in love and your own mouth cracks a giant smile. Then you start peppering his face with gentle kisses.
  • “Come on” kisskisskiss “Wake up silly” kisskisskiss “I kept you long enough”
  • In his tired lawd kill me if I heard sleepy Seven’s voice I’d probably die voice he muttered “Keep me forever, MC”
MC in ripped jeans/leggings

Dads with MC that wears ripped jeans/leggings:

Robert
-he absolutely loves them. Loves loves loves those pants
-you look so hot in them it drives him crazy
-when you’re sitting beside him he likes to rest his hand on your thigh and sneak his finger underneath the tears in the fabric
-he just. Rests his fingers there and lovingly strokes your thigh

Damien
-he just can’t. stop. Staring.
-finds himself absentmindedly running his fingers over the exposed skin
-snuggling on the couch??
-while he’s reading his hand is drawing little hearts on your skin
-visit him at work?
-he doesn’t say anything in public, but his eyes trail you as you walk. He’s gonna say something in private IF YA KNOW WHAT I MEAN

Joseph
-
a weak, weak man
-trails you like a puppy
-doesn’t care if you’re in public, he’ll hug you and pick you up so he has an excuse to touch your legs
-allllll over you. So handsy. Won’t stop touching.

Hugo
-he kinda spins you around
-then holds you out in front of him and gives you a VERY dramatic once over
-lil smirk
-“I like what I see. When did I start dating such a babe?”

Craig
-honestly? Wants his own pair
-and he looks…so good in them
-also smacks your ass every time you wear them
-or whistles

Brian
-squuuuuuueeeezes your thighs
-he just keeps massaging your legs and rolling his palm over your muscles
-he likes them a lot. He doesn’t say it but you know
-you know because he just keeps…squeezing

Mat
-eyebrow wiggle
-and you’re like UGH mat stop
-and he laughs and kisses your temple
-and tells you that you look real sexy in those pants, baby
-makes you all blushy

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drunk boyfriend tag

summary: dan and phil get drunk and film the boyfriend tag (similar to what shane dawson did)

tags: alcohol, so much sweetness and cuteness your teeth will hurt, extreme fluff

by: angelboydjh on tumblr

word count: ~1.8k

first fic posted!! please, ignore any mistakes and reblog and like!! ilu!! send in requests for fics :-)

゚*。:(人´v`*)☆゚:。*゚

dan and phil got a little drunk. they originally got out some Ribena, which is completely unharmful, until dan spotted vodka on the kitchen counter, which they only keep for parties. its almost gone, with a half a bottle left, so dan thought of an idea.

“phil, lets get drunk.” phil looked at dan confused; dan never really likes drinking as much as he used to, hes grown, the satisfaction of being drunk doesnt really thrill as much, and its the same with phil.

“why?” asked phil, sipping his Ribena.

“because why not! we have no meeting tomorrow, we are bored out of our minds, and itll be fun! we’ll even be safe, we can control each other well.” phil thought about it. he never really likes hangovers, who does? he gets them bad, and he knows dan gets them worse, but dan was right, they were extremely bored and had no meetings tomorrow. phil shrugged, and replied with a sure, causing dan to jump up with joy.

dan grabbed the bottle and went to phils room, closing the door, and sitting on his bed. he opens to bottle and pours a lot in his drink, doing the same to phil. there is now many 4 shots full left of the drink and dan was happy he rationed out well.

“wanna do a toast?” asked phil.

“with our vodka filled ribena?” chuckled dan. phil nodded, giggling a little.

“why not?” phil responded, and dan nodded agreeing. they lifted their glass cups up and they look at each other. “to us!”

dan laughed at the cliché, but echoed phil, and a clink noise was heard when the touched glasses. dan downed about half of his drink in that one sip, phil only taking a baby sip.

phil made a face, hating the taste of vodka. dan hid his disgust, looking at phil.

“now we wait.” dan took another sip, already feeling slightly dizzy.

*:・゚✧

dan was fully drunk. he was giggling, putting his head on phil, slurring his words, all of it.

phil was only tipsy. he didnt drink much yet, only about half of his drink. dan, of course, drank all of it, even the rest in the bottle!

“phil!” dan slurred out, and phil glanced over slowly, so he doesnt get dizzy, and raised his eyebrow. “we should do a boyfriend tag.”

phil thought about this. is he that drunk that he doesnt really care if they do one or not? yes. he doesnt really care, its not like itll be posted. phil knows better than that.

“sure.” phil got up to get his camera from the other side of the room, and dan plopped on the bed laughing at who knows what.

it took phil about 2 minutes to set up everything for filming, and an extra 5 minutes to find good goddamn questions.

he finally found some question, a total of twenty. he can barely read them because of his blurry vision, and since he didnt have neither his contacts or glasses on. so he grabbed his glasses from the bed side and put them on to see if itll help. nope. he took another sip of his drink and locked his phone. he’ll cross that bridge when he gets to it. he gets up and turns on the camera, praying to god its in focus.

“dan, its on, we are filming.” once those words left phils mouth, dan shot up from phils bed and looked at phil.

“okay, okay, okay, okay,” he kept repeating that until he finally was next to phil on the bed facing the camera. phil giggled at dan, dan looking at him with his red cheeks.

“okay, ready, babe?” asked phil, seeing double of dan. dan nodded, and smiled at phil and then at the camera.

“okay,” phil breathed in and then ‘took in his persona’.

“hey guys!” he said cheerfully, but all it did is make him dizzy. dan was like, on top of phil, so hes grateful that he was, or phil wouldve fallen over.

“im here with dan.” phil pointed at him, and dan waved, his white oversized cat shirt being exposed, and you could even see his naked legs, since hes wearing shorts. “we are doing the boyfriend tag.” phil said slowly, and dan nodded jumping up and down on the bed.

“phil is my boyfriend! boyfriend phil! philip lester, boyfriend!” he yelled, making phil giggle.

“okay, want ask the questions, or do u want me go ask them?” asked phil to dan.

“ask me the questions! then we will do it back!” dan suggested, and phil nodded encouragingly.

“okay, first question.” phil unlocked his phone and read it very carefully.

“when is my birthday?” he asked. “bonus points for the zodiac sign!”

“january 30th, that makes you a……” he strung out the 'a’ to think. “an Aquarius! aquarium.” he laughed, and phil chuckled.

“correct baby.” he leaned in to kiss dan, and dan kissed him, tasting of vodka and ribena.

“okay, now,” phil was going to go to the next question, but dan protested.

“now do mine! do mine!” dan pouted, crossing his arms.

“june 11th! youre a gemini.” phil stuttered out, making dan laugh.

“lucky guess.” he muttered jokingly.

“next question,” phil scrolled down the page. “where did i grow up?”

“im too drunk for this phil!!” he moaned out. “the north! thats all youre getting.”

“well, youre not wrong.” said phil. “ill give you the point.”

“what about me?” asked dan.

“the south.”

“ugh! exact place!”

“not fair, you didnt do that for me!”

“ugh, whatever.” dan pouted again.

“wipe that pout off your face princess.” phil whispered, grabbing dans chin.

“im just kidding philly!” dan kissed phil, getting him off guard.

“okay, next,” phil asked. “whats my middle name?”

“michael! these are too easy! i want harder ones. test me!” dan groaned out, and phil rolled his eyes.

“okay, okay,” phil said. he scrolled down to another website, which had different questions. “how about this: where was our first date?”

“EASY!” he yelled, throwing his hands up. “well, kinda,” he muttered. “its hard!”

“well, tell me.” phil said suggestively, leaning closer to dan.

“we first met of course at the train station,” he muttered out. “and then we went straight to your house, and, did things. does that count as a first date?” this took him way too long to say, as he was stuttering madly.

“yes, it does. great job, cutie.” phil said happily and leaned in for a kiss.

“okay, let me ask the question!” phil started to give him the phone, but dan refused, saying he wants go make one up.

“whats the first thing you notice about me?” he asked a bashful.

“your smile.” phil said simply. no explanation was needed to make dan feel all warm inside. dan covered his face and leaned on phils shoulder, grinning like mad.

once he got up, he looked at phil, seeing his wonderful, eyes.

“you know what mine is.” he muttered, almost inaudible. it was phils turn to blush. they lean in and kiss once again, but longer than before.

when they pulled apart, dan was seeing actual stars, and couldnt even understand what was happening, completely forgot about the video.

“oh my god, i love you so much.” he said in a shush tone, with phils hand on his cheek. they were only a few inches away from each other, and phil loved it. phil was exploding every inch of dans face, and so was dan. every moment phil made, it made him more dizzy and more dazed, but he didnt care.

within a few moments, they both locked eyes, and somehow, both remembered they were recording.

“uh, one more question,” phil stuttered out, as dan looked around for his almost empty drink. “okay, last question. what is my favorite color?”

“easy, blue.” dan said, as he drank his final sips of his drink before crushed it and threw it.

“hey!” phil protested, looking over at the cup.

“ill pick it ip later, babe.” dan slurred out almost incoherently. “whats mine?”

“easy, pink.” phil mocked. dan smiled softly, putting his arms around phils neck, phil put this hands on dans waist.

“what kind of pink?” he muttered, with his sloppy grin on his face, his curly hair perfect in tack still. (which surprised phil)

“pastel.” dan groaned jokingly, letting his head drop down onto phils shoulders.

“oh my god, i tried to trick you!” dan yelled.

“well, you didnt. 8 years of friendship pays off.” phil joked. dan put his head on phils shoulder, his head facing the camera.

“can we finish? i wanna cuddle with you watch disney movies.” phil chuckled and nodded.

“we’ll finish, lets do the outro.” phil tapped dan, so he can get up from his shoulder, but dan didnt move a muscle, indicating hes not moving.

“okay, well, goodbye everyone, please like a subscribe to me and dans channel, and our gaming channel! love you!” he waved and awkwardly looked at dan.

“i need to turn off that camera baby.” dan groaned and got up from phils shoulder. phil got up and turned off the camera, sitting right on his bed again next to dan.

“can we just cuddle?” phil can tell dan was getting tired, and getting all drained. he gets like this when hes drunk, but also after recording videos.

“of course, princess.” phil laid down, then wrapping his arms around dan who is not next to them. they peacefully fall asleep, with the lights on and phils snoring.

*:・゚✧

it was the morning, and phil is posting his premade video on lessamazingphil, just a quick vlog from florida. its taking surprisingly long to process, since its only 2 minutes, but phil didnt question it. its almost done, so phil went to go see dan, who has the worst hangover ever.

“how are you baby?” asked phil, laying next to dan.

“better, how bad was it?” he asked, and phil laughed.

“you were fine, not as bad as a few months ago, but you were not any better.” dan groaned, and at that moment his phone dinged. he unlocked his phone to see the notification, YouTube popping up, and it was phils new video.

“uh, phil.” dan said.

“yes?” phil hummed.

“you posted the wrong video.”

“what?” phil yelled a little too loudly for dan, as he backed away and gave phil his phone in just one beat.

“i uploaded our drunk boyfriend tag.” dans eyes widen.

“we filmed a video? no way, i dont remember this. did we kiss?”

“i was drunk too!”

“well, i would keep it up.”

“why?”

“we already made this mistake once, lets just let them have what they want.”

Jimin asks you to be his fake girlfriend pt.3 END

[pt.1] [pt.2] [pt.3END]


Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

“I didn’t know I owed you anything, we’re best friends, the least you could do was help me out. Although, your way of helping me out was a lot more than expected.” He wagged his eyebrows at me which caused my face to heat up. I knew he was referring to the kiss we shared but I didn’t expect him to be so straight forward about it. I pushed his arm slightly and turned away from him, trying to hide my face, but why was I even hiding? It’s not even a big deal. 

“Oh shut it Jimin, you said you’ll tell me what you meant!” 

“I was only joking Y/N, I’ll tell you. But not here. Let’s go to mine and we can talk there.” He stood up before me and held out his hand for me to hold. There was no reason for me to take his hand at all, we didn’t even have to pretend anymore but I took his hand into mine anyway, interlocking our fingers as if we’re living the lives of a real couple in love. He went on to drag me out of the cafe and walk in the direction of his home, his hand still holding mine.

“Why are you still holding my hand?” I asked him, obviously showing a lot of curiosity in my voice.

“You took it willingly, you didn’t have to but you did. I mean I was only trying to help you up.” He was teasing me, and I could feel it. I was about to shake his hand off of mine but his grip only tightened. “Jaehee could be spying, just hold onto my hand until we get to my place.” He side whispered to me. He was right, with how sketchy of a person Jaehee is, there’s always that possibility - so I held on and walked closely next to him. 

The walk there went by quicker than I expected it to, neither Jimin or I said another word as we walked. The silence between us wasn’t awkward, however calming. He was always able to make me feel at ease, which is one of the many reasons why I loved spending time with him. No matter how long the two of us stay silent for, an awkward atmosphere between us never lingered. Not once. Jimin unlocked his hands from mine, leaving my hand feel slightly empty to open his front door. Stepping in, I took my shoes off and walked further in, going to the kitchen I poured myself a glass of water and chugged it down, not realising that I was this dehydrated. This place was like my own second home so it wasn’t strange for me to do what I want here. Jimin walked over to me and pulled me into his embrace, his sudden action took me by surprise but nonetheless it was a feeling I enjoyed. 

“What’s up Jiminieeee.” I called out as I patted his back. 

“Nothing, I just wanted a hug.” He said pulling away.

“So…” I said, hoping he’d catch onto what I was trying to say. Which I know he did but being the giant butt that he is, he pretended not to know. 

“So…” He copied me and laughed. 

“Jimin!” I whined.

“Jimin!” He mocked. 

“Yah, Park Jimin I swear to god! I know you know what I’m trying to get out of you so tell me like you said you would before I leave.” I wasn’t serious about leaving, but it was the only thing I could say that’d make him talk.

“Fine okay! But it’s not something easy for me to say.” He swallowed hard, which only made me anxious. I was beginning to have second thoughts about knowing. “Y/N…” He took one of my hands into both of his and looked me so intently in the eye.

“Uh… yeah?” That was as far as my response could go. I couldn’t really think straight with this aura. It felt strange, something that I’ve never once felt before being around Park Jimin. 

“I like you Y/N, no actually I love you.” He licked his lips and waited for me to respond.

“I like you too, no I love you too Jimin. I always have done.” I let out a slight laugh. I somewhat knew it wasn’t the love he was talking about but I didn’t know how to deal with it. 

“I know that you know that I didn’t mean that sort of love Y/N. I see you as a woman, and I have done for so long now.” He was right, but how could he not be when he’s known me for so long? He can read me like a book.

“Gosh, Jimin I know. I just don’t know how to process this. I don’t know if I can return the same feelings. We’ve been best friends for all our lives.” I admitted, but something was tugging at my heart, I didn’t want to say those words to him. Afraid I’d hurt his feelings. But he needed to know.

“I get that Y/N, I do. We have been best friends for all our lives. But isn’t there the slightest possibility of you liking me more than just a friend because I feel something, something that’s more. I know something’s there. I’ve felt like this for years now, have you never even thought of me as more than just your best friend?” His eyes were searching mine as if to find an answer. 

“I don’t know Jimin, I don’t want to ruin anything between us and it’s just ugh Chim, can’t you give me some time to process all of this?” 

“But you kissed me Y/N.” 

“I know, but I did it to help you prove your blatant lies as true. You asked for my help and that’s what I did.”

“Y/N, come on. I know you inside and out. You can’t possibly kiss me the way you did, with that amount of passion and say that it meant absolutely nothing. that it didn’t make your heart race like it did to mine. I just simply can’t accept that.” When I say that he could read me like a book, I wasn’t lying. It’s true that his kiss made me feel something, a something that I have never felt before. A something that made my heart beat like crazy, smile like crazy. But the possibilities of this risking our friendship was too high, I couldn’t sabotage so many years. I’m not saying that I like him back because I honestly don’t know my own feelings. But his friendship meant so much more to me than the feelings I may or may not have. I couldn’t tell him the possibilities or the maybes I have in my head when I was uncertain, that’d be unfair.

“Come on Chimmy, don’t be like this hmm?” I used my free hand to caress his face, but his eyes never left mine for a second.

“If you really don’t feel the same, then let me kiss you.”

“What?”

“If you don’t kiss me back then I’ll take it as you don’t share the same feelings as I do. But if you do, then I’ll assume you like me too. Regardless of the results, I won’t let it ruin our friendship I swear.” 

“This is silly Jimin, how does this possibly prove -” My words were cut off as he pulled me closer, one of his hands on my lower back and another on the back of my head. His lips now on mine, I couldn’t move. I was too in shock to do anything. The feeling was different to when I kissed him in the cafe. Not in a bad way, but it was definitely different. Maybe because this isn’t supposed to be fake. Maybe because we’re not juggling with fake feelings but with real ones. But this kiss, it made my heart beat so much more, it’s as if there were electricity circulating between us and that’s when I knew what my heart was trying to tell me. But he pulled away, only to wear sadness upon his face. 

“I’m sorry Y/N. I get it now.” He was awkward now, yet another unfamiliar atmosphere clouded us. Jimin was going to walk away, but I couldn’t let that happen. Not before I showed him how I really felt. 

“Yah Park Jimin.” I called out to him, grabbing ahold of his wrist and pulled him back. He stood now, facing me but his eyes were looking elsewhere. “You didn’t give me enough time to respond.” I laughed and held his face in both of my hands, getting up on my tiptoes I placed a gentle kiss on his plump lips. I was going to pull away but he didn’t allow me. Instead, he held onto me tighter. Smiling into the kiss like he did earlier, I couldn’t help but smile too. 

“What does this mean then Y/N?” He said in between placing kisses all over my face, from my forehead to my cheeks then to my nose and finally placing one last on again on my lips. 

“It means, I love you.” Once I said those three words he let out a giggle that echoed through my ear and he picked me up and twirled me round. Something I thought would only ever happen in movies and fairytale stories. He gently placed me back onto the ground and smiled again at me, his smile so pure that it made my heart flutter. 

“I love you too.” 


I think this will be the end! Thanks for reading, and as always feedback is greatly appreciated ~ Have a good day!

dating boxer!tom...
  • omg okay so the first the time you both every laid eyes on each other it all happened in slow motion
  • that was only because the second Tom moved his head he got punched right in the face 
  • you couldn’t help but let out a laugh
  • but he would jut jump right back up 
    • “didn’t even hurt, babydoll” with a wink 
  • you would admire the muscles in his back and arms as he threw punched a little while longer before you got to your own training 
  • but you’d always feel his eyes on you 
  • also feeling self-conscious of your skills after watching him 
  • he’d come up to the trainer, whisper something to him before trading places with him 
    • “you need to punch harder, darling,” and you nod, taking his feedback and wanting to use 
  • throwing a few punches before he speaks again
    • “c’mon darling, I know you can hit harder than that,” with his signature smirk 
    • “don’t be afraid, punch me anywhere,” and you’d nod your head before throwing the strongest punch of your life
  • he stumbled back, just barely having enough time to block it 
  • his eyes would be blown wide, his mouth hung open as a small whoa left his mouth 
    • “that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” his cocky attitude coming back
  • he’d become your personal trainer even though it was the most unprofessional dynamics ever

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BTS Reaction to you surprising them at a fanmeet

I DO NOT OWN THESE GIFS, I GOT THEM OFF OF GOOGLE.

CREDIT TO THE GIF OWNERS

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A thing you probably don’t know about me is that sometimes I get in this mood where I don’t want to do anything but spend every spare moment binge-watching House, M.D. for several days at a time. I was on ep 2.15, “Clueless,” AKA that one where Wilson crashes at House’s place for a while, when inspiration struck and this Sterek drabble happened. Or… It’s almost 2k words, so maybe it’s a bit more than a drabble, BUT it’s still a drabble in spirit. (Rated T.)

It’s almost midnight when Derek finally shoulders on his coat, locks his office door, and steps out, only to spot Stiles crouched in front of the vending machine at the end of the hall, whacking the glass with the heel of his palm and muttering darkly.

Derek can’t just ignore him; he never can. (It’s a bit of a problem, and everyone in the hospital seems to know it, except for Stiles.) Before he knows it, he’s changed tracks and walked right over. “What are you still doing here?”

Stiles sits back on his heels to look up at him. “Bob ate my dollar and I’m feeling petty so I’m trying to get it back.”

“Bob?” Derek asks, a split second before he remembers that Stiles named the vending machine. It’s just this kind of thing that makes Derek feel guilty for sometimes looking at Stiles’ mouth a little too long, or pausing to let his eyes follow Stiles’ progress down the hall. Stiles isn’t a kid or anything, but he’s still only 26 to Derek’s 32, and he’s still got a year of residency to go. A lot of times, like when he’s jamming out to his iPod while he looks over lab work or doing stupid stuff like naming the vending machines, he seems to Derek more like a college kid than a grown man with a medical license and a house and a girlfriend.

Stiles goes back to hitting the vending machine, and Derek remembers why he originally came over here. “Didn’t your shift end at 7?”

Stiles smirks up at him, and Derek tries very, very hard not to imagine him making that same face in certain… other contexts. “What, you got my schedule memorized now, Dr. Hale? I’m flattered.”

It would make Derek’s life a lot easier if so much of what Stiles said didn’t come out sounding so flirtatious. Derek crosses his arms over his chest. “You’re deflecting.”

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anonymous asked:

How would the RFA + V, Saeran, Ray, and Vanderwood cuddle with he MC?.... umm, I differentiated Saeran and Ray because *spoilers* they have different personalities right? Thank you!

Oh, I think this is the first time I’ve encountered “Ray” in a request, even in other blogs. Probably because V’s route just came out. Anyway, me and the rest of the people who have played V’s route understand what you mean. So here it is!


Zen

-He likes cuddling on the sofa.

-Both of you were watching movies and he always wants you to put your head in his shoulder.

-You’d definitely receive forehead kisses every minute. Ugh Zen, can you please focus on the movie a little bit?!

-Loves to play with your hair

-Would repeat movie lines to you, and for some reason, he’d manage to make it even sexier

-One time you practically forced him to watch Fifty Shades of Grey with you. He thought it’s so awkward at first, but he seemed into it later onAnd then that famous line by Grey came–

-”If you were mine, you wouldn’t be able to sit down for a week.”

-THE BEAST HAS AWOKEN


Yoosung

-Likes to cuddle in the kitchen

-Every time whenever you’re cooking, you’d suddenly find him hugging you from behind

-He’d sniff your neck like the cute fluffball he is and tell you how you smell so good.

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I commissioned @marshiyan for a reversal of The Kiss™, and this is the beautiful finished product! 

Accompanying little ficlet behind the cut!

Title: the kiss
Series: Voltron: Defender of the Universe (1984)
Pairing: Lance McClain/Allura
Word count: 1778
Summary: Keith doesn’t know what he did to deserve this, Pidge and Hunk are entertained, Allura is eternally patient, and Lance just wants to know what fond means. 
Notes: Apologies to those who were waiting on the fanart because I insisted on writing this for it. AO3 link.

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rfa-gifs-deactivated20170709  asked:

can i request rfa helping MC out of a really tight dress but then transitions into xtra spicy jalapeño rough sex? ;o; omg i feel kinda shy requesting nsfw -runs away into the abyss- PleAse dOnt FinD mY tUmblR mOm

GUESS WHO IS BACK AND BETTER THAN EVER ;D someone out there but not me I’m trying to get back into the groove of things lmao :,) sorry y'all I’m a bit rusty 😩

Jumin:

  • He notice you were taking a long time in the bathroom but he was hesitant of checking up on you because he wanted to start learning to give you space. He finished taking of his suit and he was laughing to himself because you always made fun of him for taking forever to dress. He was getting ready for bed and he just left himself with his briefs on waiting to cuddle with you :3
  • NNnuuuUUGHH JUMIN HELP ME I CAN’T BREATHE” holy mother of god.. He was scared because he thought you were dying D: he didn’t even open the door he just kicked it down worried what was happening to you. When he saw you in the middle of the bathroom hallway *best believe this man bathroom is like a fucking house* he just chuckled because the zipper was out of your reach. He enjoyed seeing your struggle but you gave him those adorable puppy dog eyes with your beautiful (e/c) that he finally made his way towards you. He gripped your shoulder firmly giving you a sense of security that he was going to help you in this predicament
  • You moved your hair out of the way and he gently tugged the zipper making it glide towards the floor… he notice you didn’t wear any underwear. He was feeling the blood quickly go towards his cock making it want to plunge himself inside of you. “Babe.. um.. Why.. aren’t you wearing underwear?” You had a tint of pink forming across your cheeks nervous of the truth you were going to tell him “ I was um uh hoping we could fuck at the grand opening party but… i notice you weren’t in the mood so.. Yeah” You closed your eyes afraid of his answer but you felt his fingertips slowly tracing your spine… making his way to your ass giving them a good squeeze. You felt his body heat spreading around you. You leaned back onto his chest and he leaned towards your ear “ My dirty dirty girl–slaps your ass– Im going to make it up to you. Bend over over” It was your instinct to follow his commands because god you love it. He got his cock  and smacked it on your ass and you already felt your clit become sensitive. Shit this man had too much power over you. He was teasing your pussy by rubbing his cock against your folds and you decide to wiggle your body trying to get my friction “Fuck baby, my princess is needy” He slammed himself in you giving you deep and fast strokes. You kept yelling harder and harder till he picked you upped and took you to the shower. He turned on the shower head and placed it on your clit and continued fucking you. You were fucking gone. You were dead, done, bye, anti bonjour
  • Yall fucked for a good hour and yall knocked out on the bathroom floor.


Zen: *shout out to pandora for playing grind on me c:*

  • You saw this to die for dress but it only had a size *one size smaller than your normal size* and you were like fuck it i’ll just suck in. You bought the dress and forced your way into it because you wanted to look good as Zen’s girlfriend. It was a bit of pressure always having paparazzi, and crazy fans but you didn’t care you loved him but there was always this voice in your head that you must look beyond presentable at all times.
  • You legit slowly waddle your way to the theater sit waiting for one of his musicals to start. You decided not to sit in the front because you didn’t want to ruin the dress because you felt like your body was going to burst out of it any minute and just imagine the zipper hitting zen and ugh.. Just no.. When the musical was over you notice Zen kept looking at crowd for you and you decide to go backstage quickly to his dressing room waiting for him. The short walk was hell you felt like you were gonna die. He notice you seemed stiff??? So he ran to you and picked you up and kissed you “My queen how did i do my darling! And why didn’t i see you in the spot i always reserved for you?” you just kissed him deeply to shut him up. He finally took you to the dressing room and he was trying to unzip your dress but he couldn’t find the zipper. He put you down and you knew the fucking zipper just exploded somewhere and now you are stuck and you were gonna cry till this fucking sex god ripped your dress and your panties, unhooked your bra, pinned you against the wall, spread your legs and put one finger inside your pussy. “Baby look at me please–fingers faster– I love your shape and I’m in love with you now promise me you wouldn’t hurt your body but sucking yourself into that dress baby because 1) i care for you and 2) *brings your body closer to him and picks on your legs up to give better access* your ass looked so perfect baby that so many men were looking at you and i don’t like that baby want to know why?” You were in fucking heaven. His bulge was grinding against you and you were thrusting yourself on it giving yourself more pleasure “because you are fucking mine and right now i’m a bit thirsty” He picked you up even further and your back was against the wall and your legs were on his shoulders and he was licking your pussy as if it was an oasis. You had nowhere to hold onto but  the fucking air so you just grabbed his hair and made his tongue go deeper into you.

Jaehee:

  • “ (y/n) do you need help with that my life?” Jaehee slowly made her way towards you and brushed your hair out of the way lovingly. You always loved how Jaehee always had so much passion with everything she does. From the way she walks to the way she sleeps. When she sleeps, she has this scrunched look in her eyes as if she was doing reports in her dreams. You just wished… she was a bit more rough when it comes to you to being intimate. You were lost in your thoughts when you realized you were already naked in front of Jaehee and well she has always seen you naked but this time she was more in awe. You looked like a complete goddess to her and she had to show the world that you were hers. She grabbed your hand and led you to the bed. She kissed your forehead and you grabbed her hair and guided her face towards your lips. The kiss was full of hunger and Jaehee was already feeling her sex become wet. She wasn’t use to the roughness of the kiss but she wanted to give you what you craved. She grabbed your tit and massaged it gently and gently brought her mouth closer to ear and bite it gently. Your senses were going crazy because holy fuck she is doing it and well you couldn’t take the agonizing pain anymore.
  • You lowered yourself on the bed and you saw the expression on her face changed dramatically.

  • She was trying to figure out what you were planning to do and you just guided her hips upwards and you kept going lower. You saw your love turn redder than a tomato and she was realizing you were insisting on her riding your face. 2 mins later she came lmao

Yoosung:

  • This poor bean was grateful you went to an event his coffee club was holding. It was rather an important event because some near by coffee shops were considering sponsoring the club so they can go on a trip to italy to learn more about the coffee culture over there. You knew he was going to be nervous, so you went with him c:
  • The event was suppose to last 3 hours but since many sponsors came it lasted about 6 hours and you guys were exhausted. He really felt bad because he knew you were tired but you were pulling through for him. When it was finally over, he told you to go back home but you refused, instead you helped him clean up the mess and he just wanted to show you love D: when you two got home, you went to the bed and you were too tired to move. Yoosung took of your heels and massaged your feet in silence. He thought you were asleep but you were just enjoying the damn massage. You stood up a bit so yoosung can take of your dress, which he did…. With many conflicting thoughts.. He then offered you a back massage and when he went to go get the lotion you were already but naked waiting for him. He just chuckled and gently massaged your back. Your pleasured moans that were being caused by his hands made him have a little problem. He was getting turned on knowing you were feeling good because of him.
  • Yoosung started to work on your lower back and your moans were getting louder. You were wondering why he doesn’t become a massage therapist but then you wanted his hands to yourself. You were trying to see how far yoosung can handle so you kept telling him to go lower and lower till he reached your ass. He even massaged your ass and you were hoping for a happy ending till you felt his slender fingers playing with your clit. You were breathing heavily until he stuck a finger inside your pussy and you gave a small sudden shriek. He just smirked and added another finger. He released his fingers from within you and motioned you to lay on your back. While you were positioning yourself, you felt his thumbs put a bit a pressure on your hips and suddenly you were jerked towards him and while you were recollecting your thoughts, you felt his teeth gently pull your pussy lip. You saw lust in his eyes and your juice was running down his lips gently, “let me take care of you and only you tonight (y/n), because you been a good girl for daddy”
  • You. Were. Fucking. Shook.

Saeyoung:

  • you dragged him shopping with you and he usually loved it because he can find outfits to dress in but this time you only stayed at one store ._. And the store only had your size and not his but he was trying to make the best of it :D So he helped you pick out dresses to wear and he was happy seeing your eyes light up
  • You were took about 8 mins trying on each dress but you were taking a bit longer and he got worried and he snucked in the dressing room whispering your name in a high pitch voice till he heard you say here. You unlocked the door and he noticed you were struggling to take off the tight red dressed he love on you. He went in and locked the door behind him and unzipped you. He notice the marks from the last good fucking yall had disappearing. Unconsciously, he was tracing the bite marks and hickeys with his fingertips reminiscing about you two fucking like animals. You were staring at his face from the mirror and you were getting the same flashbacks “ fuck me saeyoung” he turned you around and kissed you deeply. Your tongues were dancing in perfect rythm while your hands unbuckled his belt and pants. You needed him in you. Not some lovey dovey type of shit. You needed that hard core sex, the type of fuck that makes you feel like you two are animals. He gently pushed himself in you and he let out a small roar.
  • You thanked god for birth control while he was biting your shoulders and sucking your neck. He was hitting the good spot and you two forgot you were in public till you heard secuirty coming in. LMAO

porcupine-girl  asked:

I'm desperate for any zimbits bc the ao3 tag has been dead slow lately... So literally anything, but if you want a prompt how about bedsharing? Or maybe a blind date?

let’s uhhh not talk about how long ago you sent this to me, but bedsharing on their first night Providence? let’s do it! 


Bitty collapsed onto the guest bed as soon as he closed the door behind him, burying his face in the nearest pillow and groaning. He wasn’t sure exactly what brand of panic had taken hold of him just then, but the end result was him sleeping alone in Jack’s guestroom apparently. This was not how he had pictured their week alone together in Providence going.

He fumbled for his phone in his pocket and stared at the bright screen morosely. 11:09 P.M. His groan was more whine than anything this time and he kicked his legs on the bed for good measure. It was almost half-past by the time he peeled himself up from the bed to change into his sleep clothes.

Bitty sighed at his reflection in a wall mirror as he pulled on a loose-fitting shirt that had “MADISON HIGH FOOTBALL” printed in large block letters across the front. There were dark bags under his eyes from losing sleep to both excitement and anxiousness in the weeks leading up to this visit and although he’d been lifting and running all summer per the Jack Zimmermann Workout Plan that had been texted to him at an ungodly hour every morning, he still looked scrawny to his own eyes.

He pulled at the hem of the shirt, considering, before tugging it back over his head. He stood up a little straighter and looked at his reflection again, forcing himself to see the broader shoulders and muscle definition that hadn’t been there last year. He took a deep breath and looked towards his closed door, thinking of Jack probably already soundly asleep down the hallway and how warm his bed would probably be. He took one more look back at the empty, still-made guest bed and nodded decisively.

“C’mon, Bitty,” he muttered to himself. “You can do this.”

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Protect You (JD x Reader)

Heathers (JD x Reader) I was imagining the film JD, soo yeah! Hope you liked it! Feedback is awesome too.
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I stared down at the two faces of my half-attackers. The two jocks, Ram and Kurt. I felt anything but pleasure as the other girls looked at me in envy as they both pressed me up against a locker.
“What do you want?” I questioned, clicking my tongue.
“We want to know why you don’t like us. Or wanna date us.” They stared at me, as if it was the most intelligent in the world; whilst the rest of Westerberg held their breath.
“Because you’re both idiots. You’d need to give me a LOT of stuff for me to date either one of you.” I retorted, very aware of another person watching; the weird trench coat kid who had a really handsome, angular face with sharp cheekbones.
Ram and Kurt took this into consideration, conversing with each other, before they stripped from their jock jackets.
“We think you’re hot. We’ll let you wear our jackets!” Ram slipped his arm around my waist and pulled me from my spot in the corner, before they both slung their red-and-white jackets over my shoulders.
“You can alternate. Wear one one day and another another day!” Kurt flashed a smirk.
“How about no…..” I brushed them off and tried to walk to class. 10 minutes until free period ends but I just wanted to get away from them.
“Hey!!” Ram ran up to me and once again; cornered me. They both really like that tactic apparently.
“Go on a date with us to a drive in.”
“Ugh-no!” I impatiently stammered.
Kurt came closer to my face, as if to kiss me before weird trench coat kid slammed his fist against a locker, rattling the row of it.
“You heard her! No! Get away, assholes.” His voice was scratchy but protective.
I grinned a bit, looking up.
“What are you gonna do?” Ram & Kurt said in unison.
I don’t really remember much, but I saw a metallic gunmetal flash, which coincidentally was an actual gun.
Kurt and Ram backed off for then.

(Lunch Period)


“Maybe you should go on that date.” My friend Veronica told me, holding a staring contest with the school’s weird red Jell-O; prodding it with her fork as it bounced right back.
“Why?” I gasped, surprised. Veronica hasn’t had too many good run-ins with them either.
“Because I think they want someone to hug. Maybe they’re lonely.”
“Pfff…yeah they want someone to do.” I grimaced at the thought.
“Please just do it. We can get something to talk about, to. It’ll be fun.”
“I’m literally, gonna die.”
“I’ll have that weird kid with the gun follow you.”
“Reassuring.”
“Okay, Miss overreacting.” She sighed and got up, dumping the contents of her tray into the garbage and heading to class, brushing shoulders with Heather McNamara.

The piercing shriek of the bell woke me from my thoughts, and I swallowed my pride and ran up to catch Kurt and Ram.
“I’ll go out with you.” I sighed.
“What?!?”
“Ahahah a yeahhhhhh!” They both collided shoulders and ran out.
“Pick you up at 8!” They screamed back at me. I sighed once more.

“Looks like you need some help.” The scratchy voices came from behind me, and I tilted my head upward to stare at the gun kid.
“Will you fight for me?” I questioned, gently touching his fingers.
“I’m JD, (Y/N). I’ll be there at the movies. I’ll protect you.” He smirked to himself.
“How do you know my name?”
“I have my ways…”
….
I frowned as I dabbed on a bit of clear pink lip gloss, staring down at my purple dress. It’s be lucky if It was in one piece by the end.

I stared out the window and saw a dingy looking faded cobalt car, and inhaled deeply before rushing out.

The moment I set afoot in the car I knew that hell was coming.

I tried to focus on the drive in movie, but I was failing. Ram and Kurt were eyeing not only me but other areas…of me and I was feeling extremely off about it. In any situation I’d run for the hills but I made a promise and I was pretty sure JD was behind me in a different car.
“So do you wanna like..?”
“No!” My automatic response kicked in.
They looked at each other and unzipped.
“You make my balls blue, though!”
“Ewww..:”
“Come'on.”
“UGH you’ve got a left hand, use it!”
I was pressed up against the car wall now and I felt hot breath on my face as Ram kissed me.

Suddenly, the alternate door opened and JD dragged Kurt and Ram out by the back of their jackets, before slamming them and carrying me out into his car.

I waited for about 5 minutes before trench coat came back, smirking at me.
“You’ll probably have a better time with me.” He laughed, turning the key to the engine.
“True.”
“You know what I really want?” He looked in my eyes, dead serious, before his expression softened.
“A slushee. Let’s go!”