ugh look at this gorgeous boy

Sexism (Music Industry)

Boy bands: *talent’s fine; with at least one good looking member; songs are okay; dresses anything the way they want*
Society: OHHH LOOK AT THEM SO TALENTED AND GORGEOUS AND THEY’RE PERFECT. AHHHH. GOOD SHIT GOOD SHIT.

Girl groups: *sweet and pretty girls; extremely talented, down-to-earth, and family oriented; multi-platinum recording artists; works their asses off; spends most of their time on tour buses; performs live in front of thousands of people with period cramps, difficult dance routines, and 5-inch heels*
Society: UGH LOOK AT THESE SLUTS SINGING AND DANCING ON STAGE. THEY AREN’T EVEN GOOD ENOUGH, WHY ARE THEY FAMOUS? JUST STOP. 

anonymous asked:

FROY IS SO GORGEOUS EVERYTIME I SEE A PICTURE OF HIM I DIE. UGH I HATE HIM

I know right! 

Look at him!

Can he not?

Just no

stop that villian 

I take offense 

He’s mocking us 

Heathen

Begone Satan

He pushed your old granny in the water. You thanked him

Behind bars where he belongs. His crime? Mass infatuation

He is laughing at our pain 

BONUS… He teams up with Mr Brazilian Hot Pants, that other life ruiner Andrew Matarzzo. They are here to make sure we suffer

the gruesome twosome 

Their aim is to end honorable women worldwide. Even men leave their wives for these boys. 

They want you to join them. Who’s knee will you sit on? You are damned either way…

They will not stop

This is the table were they tie you down and cut your throat for their satanic rituals for eternal beauty. Number of victims currently unknown.  

Let this post be a warning to you… Don’t look at Froy. Don’t look at Andrew… they are both in on this together. You fall in love with one, the other is right behind you… you will be damned or murdered. 

When you ask them to be rougher in bed (NSFW)

Originally posted by oohsehunnies

Suho:

Junmyeon doesn’t strike me as a rough person, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t up for roleplay.  He’s definitely a roleplay kind of guy.  He’s a Daddy kink for sure.  He’ll he sweet and slow at first, but the second you mention being rough in bed, don’t be surprised by his change in demeanor.  This guy has a switch and that switch is costumes.  You want this guy to really give it to you?  Dress up for him.  He’s a gemini, so he’ll go both ways.  He’ll like it if you take control and get rough with him, too, so don’t forget that.  Just imagine for a second:  you’ve been dating for a little over five to six month, been sexually active with each other for maybe three and you just want to explore a different side of him.  He’s a shy one, so you know you have to approach this a certain way.  He gets back from a long tour away from you, tired as hell and just wanting to lay in your arms while sleep takes him.  Instead he walks into the bedroom to find you dress up in kinky nurses outfit, the doctor’s coat laying on the bed beside you.  Shock.  Shock, shock, shock.  But sooooo turned on.  All that tiredness?  Gone.  Boner?  Yup…He’ll probably stutter out a question, but if you pout and ask him for a check up, he’ll lose his mind, okay?  Off with the clothes!  The only thing he’s wearing tonight is a stethoscope and a white coat.  Explore with this because he’s totally into it.  This one will mark you up to high heaven simply because he’s so into his character.  I still think he’s a bit vanilla when it comes to positions, but that doesn’t take away from the experience as a whole.  Never underestimate this man.  Ever.  You will regret it. (well, maybe in the morning)  “Baby, you’ve been failing all my tests lately.  Do we need to have a tutoring session?  I’m sure there are some studying techniques I can share with you.”  (good god, not even my bias and damn,  Have FUN!)

Originally posted by xiaonancii96

Xiumin:

Magic words anyone?  I feel like Minseok would be the type to be gentle with you at first.  Like he knows he’s a kinky af (he’s an Aries duh!), but he wouldn’t want to scare you off.  Your first few times together would be super sweet, loving, and just him pretty much worshiping your body.  You like it for sure, but you want to spice things up.  It almost feels too safe.  So when he comes home from work one day and is just getting out of a hot shower, towel around his waist, brush in hand, you pop the question on him.  To say he’d be surprised would be a total understatement.  He wouldn’t expect it at all.  But DAMN if he’s not immediately turned on.  This one is the type to zone out as the images of all the ways he could ravish you race through his mind.  So if you suddenly get nervous because of the silence and backtrack, he’s going to throw the brush on the counter and march his way over to you.  He’ll only ask you once if you are completely sure that’s what you want.  If you back down, he’ll be fine with it, but if you say yes PREPARE!!!!!  He’ll throw you on the bed, that cocked eyebrow look on his face, tongue running over his lower lip.  Intense!!  Minseok will still be sweet in certain respects, like he strikes me as someone who has a praise kink, so expect a lot of ‘that’s a good girl/boy, you take it so well’  ‘that’s right, just relax’  ‘you’re so good’ ‘ugh, you’re so gorgeous’.  Lots of moaning and grunting, quietly of course cuz he’s not a loud person.  I feel like when he’s being sweet he likes the missionary position because he wants to see your face while he’s pleasuring you, but when he’s rough, he wants you face down and grasping at anything while he takes you.  Expect marks, too!  Not where anyone can see them, but in places that only the two of you know.  It’s a reminder of who you belong to and how he’s the only one who can get you off a certain way.  “Oh, baby, I hope you don’t have anywhere to go tomorrow.  It’s going to be a looooong night.”

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Seventeen: Diamond Edge in Chicago

I’m here to tell you ladies about my 3rd concert experience and meeting Seventeen. It was sooooo much fun. Seventeen had a packed house, all the way sold out. every seat filled. I’ll tell you what I remember from the concert + high touch after the concert. I’ll give you highlights because I’m bad at telling stuff in order, so forgive me.

  • Dino  was first at the hi touch and he’s soooooo cute slash handsome with his big smile. We high fived each other. and I told him “oh my God Dinoo” that’s all I said to Dino and he just smiled so big and giggled.
  • Vernon was such a sweetheart looking every fan in their eyes at hi touch. When I saw that I got nervous. I was shaking thinking about being face to face with Vernon. I called him “bae” and he just laughed and raised his eyebrows at me all sexy while smiling and I almost tripped because of it. The devil is a lie. LET ME TELL YOU RIGHT NOW! VERNON IS SOOOOOOOOO VERY HANDSOME! I THOUGHT TO MYSELF damn, is even real?
  • Woozi called the fans in Chicago beautiful. Yes looks wise, beautiful. I thought that was so sweet. This man is so talented. I felt like jumping on the stage to hug him.
  • Jeonghan, is he even real? so gorgeous. I love his personality. When I got to him in hi touch he was laughing a bit because I was laughing, he’s so ugh un real. He just seems like such a sweetheart, I wanted to take him home.
  • Jun is sexy. boy can D-A-N-C-E. Like don’t play with bias list Jun.
  • Hoshi was sick sadly, so he wasn’t there :(
  • The8, Seungkwan was giving their speech in English and Vernon was helping The8 with his English and it was so fucking cute!! I can’t even!
  • Seungkwan’s voice gave me chills and I appreciate him for speaking in English with us, even though he didn’t have to.
  • Hip hop team went hard af on their mixtape song “Coincidence” when that beat dropped we all screamed so loud, I was ready. They were so into it, jumping up and down and my ass was jumping too looking a mess.
  • Mingyu did a little sexy dance break and he said in English he’s shy and Vernon was laughing hard at him.
  • The8 and Vernon kept whispering to each other, probably spilling major tea.
  • The8 was so precious during hi touch he almost looked nervous but then I walked up to him and he gave me a big smile and I said “Aw love you.” And he said “Thank you” so faintly.
  • Mingyu with his fine self he didn’t just hi give me he grabbed onto my hand while I went in for a high five. His eyes are so gorgeous up close and that smile had me weak in the knees bitch I thought I was gone fall!
  • Wonwoo DONT GET ME STARTED! Ok first of all his voice! Deeep! I was like damn I knew it was deep in songs but not that deep in person, when he performed live it’s so sexy!! And during hi touch I just said “Wonwoooo” and he laughed and I was so proud to make him laugh. His smile is so beautiful!! 😍
  • S.Coups I’m mad I wish I could’ve said something more clever but I just said “AGH SCOUPS” like…that’s it…but he just giggled and high fives me. He’s an Angel.
  •  Joshua so even more handsome in person! They all are but Joshua looked like he came straight from an anime, his eyes are so beautiful. He was so sweet and said “hello”

I’m awful because I don’t remember every single thing that happened but the hip hop team stood out to me because I’m such a hard core hip hop unit Stan. They were being… how should I say? …sexy? Different in the states. Showing out, great fan engagement, I enjoyed it, they seemed to enjoy their first concert in the US too. If I had to point out anything I would say I had a connection with Vernon and Mingyu 👀☕️🍫I’ll just say that.            

mr. jawline ☾ isaac lahey

prompt: isaac overhears an unsuspecting y/n sort of kind of gushing about him to lydia and allison, and can’t help but tease the hell out of her because of his crush. 

word count: 1534                                                                                           

warnings: swearing.                                                                                          

author’s note: i’m trying out a new format is it working???? this is v new. ((also go read my fanfic on wattpad it’s gonna be lit alright. Broken Arrows.))

 Isaac Lahey was pretty much the ideal male form. 

 At least, that was what Y/N found herself thinking nearly almost every day when he would sit down across from her at the lunch tables or when he would squeeze himself on a bench, pressed against the side of her body. She couldn’t help but cast a gaze that could only be described as lovestruck toward the boy, her chin held in her palm as a small, hopeless sigh escaped her lips. 

 Lydia and Allison exchanged a look, shaking their heads and smirking at their utterly in love friend before moving to block Y/N’s view of the boy in question. She almost protested, but kept her composure, not wanting to give the girls the satisfaction of knowing without a doubt that Y/N had been staring at Isaac again. Not in a creepy way, of course. It was more like she was admiring him, as an artist would admire their model. 

 “Hmm, who is Y/N staring at this time?” Lydia asked, her green eyes playful as she tapped her forefinger against her bottom lip, pretending to ponder the question. “I wonder… any ideas, Allison?” Allison laughed, shaking her head and stroking her chin, her lips pulled into a smirk. 

 “Could it be Isaac Lahey?” She exclaimed, lifting her hand to her mouth and gasping oh so dramatically. Lydia and Allison fell into a fit of giggles as they sat themselves down at the table on either side of Y/N, who was blushing a deep shade of red and rubbing the back of her neck, a sign of how uncomfortable she was in that moment. “No, it couldn’t be the guy that she spends every waking moment day dreaming about, could it?” 

 Isaac, upon hearing his name, lifted his head from his textbook, cerulean eyes scanning the crowded cafeteria for the source. His eyes fell upon Lydia and Allison, a red-faced but ever adorable Y/N sandwiched between her two laughing best friends. He glanced back down at his book, placing his pencil down. He was no longer interested in mathematical theories or algebraic equations- not that he had been before- but in the conversation Y/N and the girls seemed to be having about him. He leaned forward slightly, concentrating on the sound of their voices. 

 “I do not spend every waking moment day dreaming about him,” Y/N dismissed, her flushed cheeks slowly returning back to their original pigment. She paused, her lips twitching slightly. “Only when we’re at school and with the pack,” she amended, laughing along with her friends. Isaac couldn’t help but grin, no matter how hard he tried to fight it off. Ha. The prettiest girl in the school day dreamed about him. Isaac Lahey, who used to be a nobody. 

 “Knew it! You have the biggest crush on him,” Lydia squealed, clasping her hands together. 

 “Well can you blame me?” Y/N sighed, running a hand through her hair and glancing fleetingly at him. Luckily, Isaac managed to look away before she caught him staring. He tensed a little, worried she had saw. “He’s pretty much the most gorgeous boy to ever walk the Earth, and I mean it. He’s just… ugh, so fucking cute. It’s distracting. His eyes are just… and his hair is just… I swear he glows in the sunlight!” Y/N groaned, rubbing her temples. “Look at him over there, being all cute, jaw all tense. He has the best freaking jawline I have ever seen in my life. Literally. He’s Mr. Jawline.” 

 And all Y/N wanted to do was kiss that infuriatingly flawless jawline and his infuriatingly perfect face. Not that she would ever admit that out loud. 

 “Aw, Y/N, you really like him, don’t you?” Allison cooed, patting her friend’s hand sympathetically as Y/N nodded, letting out another defeated groan. 

 “Yes, and it sucks,” Y/N said miserably, slouching in her chair. “He’s, like, this perfect guy, right? He’s really cute, he’s sweet, he’s funny, he’s sarcastic… and then there’s me, and he’s way out of my league even if we are friends and a part of the same pack. I’m hopeless.” 

 Isaac licked his lips, his smile even wider this time around. She was adorable. Really. The fact that she thought he was out of her league was utterly ridiculous, of course, considering he had been harboring a deep infatuation with the girl since she defended him to Stiles Stilinski, not realizing that Isaac had been listening to the whole ordeal. He had a habit of doing that, evidently. 

 Lydia scoffed, shouldering her bag and gesturing for Allison to do the same. “Oh, please, Y/N. Don’t give me that B.S., he looks at you as if you’ve hung every single star in the freaking sky. He’s head over heels for you. You should go talk to him, he’s right across the room.” Allison stood up, Lydia following in suit. Y/N furrowed her brow, beginning to stand up as well and about to follow the girls out of the room when Lydia grabbed her shoulders and lightly pushed her in Isaac’s direction. “Go. Talk to him. Tell him that you want to make out or something.” 

 “Lydia, Allison…! I didn’t finish my lunch!” Y/N called to her retreating best friends, who simply waved back at her. 

 “Go eat with Isaac.” Ally murmured under her breath, knowing full well that Y/n could hear her due to her werewolf-enhanced hearing. Y/N, her cheeks now tinged a rosy color due to the embarrassment Lydia and Allison caused, hesitantly packed her bag again and shuffled nervously across the cafeteria floor, setting her stuff down across from Isaac. Allison looked back at Isaac, nudging Lydia with her elbow when she noticed Isaac’s bright red cheeks and shy grin as Y/N approached him cautiously. “How much you want to bet he heard our entire conversation?” 

 “He totally did.” Lydia grinned, steering Allison away so that Y/N and Isaac could… well, do something other than gaze at each other from afar.

 “Mind if I sit here?” Y/N asked quickly, a part of her wanting to run away and hide and another, bolder part of her wanting to grab Isaac Lahey’s stupid, adorable, smiling face and kiss him fiercely. 

 She didn’t, clearly. Her fumbling hands were too clumsy for such bold moves. 

 “Of course not,” Isaac said, slamming his book shut and accidentally pushing it off the table in excitement. Y/N raised her eyebrows, causing Isaac’s heartbeat to speed up significantly as he shrugged sheepishly and ducked underneath the lunch table to pick up his textbook. Her eyes were bright with amusement at his screw up, and Isaac decided in that instant that if she was going to tease him about his book, he was going to tease the hell out of her for her little comments just ten minutes before. 

 “Why are you looking at me like that?” 

 “Do I have a nice jawline?” He asked innocently, bright blue eyes sparkling at her. She blushed lightly, but Isaac picked up on her embarrassment. He flashed her a grin, the most smug of smiles, that nearly made her heart stop. 

 “I- um, you… have a fairly nice- I mean… it’s sharp- no, but I mean that… it’s just.. you know, yeah it’s p-pretty, um, nice,” she stuttered, her face even redder than before. Oh, fuck my life, she thought, sinking lower in her chair. 

 “Aw, I kind of wanted the extended version of that sentence. The one you told Lydia and Allison,” Isaac pouted, staring at Y/N with a certain intensity that made her confidence come rushing back full circle. 

 “How much of that conversation did you hear?” She asked anxiously, the stuttering gone and replaced with something else. Something different. 

 “Oh, just the bits where you admitted your undying love for me and that you wanted to kiss me in inappropriate places,” Isaac answered cheerfully. 

 “Hey, I never said that-” 

 “Oh, but you were thinking it, weren’t you, gorgeous?” Isaac remarked, resting his elbows on the table and leaning forward so he was very nearly in Y/N’s face. 

 “Maybe I was. Is it true what Lydia told me? About how you look at me?” She asked, her arms folded on top of the table as she narrowed her eyes at the boy, leaning even closer. 

 “Maybe it was.” Isaac replied. “What should we do about that?” He pondered that for a moment before taking Y/N’s face in his hands, his eyes closing as he pressed his cupid’s bow lips to hers, deepening the kiss as much as he could despite the constrictions of the lunch table between them. 

 When lunch ended, the two walked to class hand in hand like any new couple would do. Isaac looked at Y/N, at the beautiful girl beside him, and said, “So, do you think Mr. Jawline could be my permanent nickname when we sleep together or should it be-” 

 “Keep walking before I smack you, Lahey,” Y/N said, but he caught her blush before she could stop it, and grinned smugly to himself. He was never going to stop teasing her for that little comment, even if they ended up married with kids ten years into the future. Mr. Jawline. Ha, he loved it.

So we saw Valerian this week. And it was a disappointment.

The visuals were gorgeous, though, that’s about the one thing they got right. It looked fabulous. From the multi-layered virtual marketplace to the titular City itself, to the variety of interesting aliens… It was all really, really good. Not only where the special effects beautiful, it was even pretty recognisable from the comics.

But. Well. The rest?

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wanna wanna wolf - bleep0bleep - Teen Wolf (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

The door to the office swings open, and Stiles swears time stops.

The boy looks like a dream, the way the sunlight streams through the open door, lighting up his silhouette as he strides into the cabin. The other teenager is dripping on the floor, tossing his hair back with an annoyed scowl. His white t-shirt clings to his chest, and water droplets fall to the wooden beams in the floor in a steady plop plop plop.

Sharp cheekbones, dark hair, gorgeous green or gray or blue eyes, and Stiles would love to get closer to see exactly what color they are, and ugh, that body.

If Stiles didn’t already know he was bisexual he definitely would know now.

He closes his mouth. “Okay, dad, I changed my mind, I’ll stay for the summer,” he says hastily, and hangs up the phone. It waddles in the dock, curly cord dangling until it stops moving.

The newcomer walks right up to Talia’s desk, leaving wet drip marks all over the floor, and a slack-jawed Stiles in his wake. He wasn’t at lunch earlier, because Stiles definitely would have remembered.

“Mom, what’s this I hear about a hu—”

Stiles can’t hear what Talia says to him, but the boy turns around sharply and locks eyes with Stiles. His mouth falls open a little bit and his nostrils flare.

“Derek, for the last time, you need to properly towel off before you enter any of the cabins. And why were you in the lake fully clothed, anyways?”

Derek scowls. “Laura pushed me in.”

In His Heart (Bucky x Mutant!Reader)

Summary: Desperate times call for desperate measures as Charles Xavier calls upon the Earth’s Mightiest Heroes to battle his latest threat. Bucky reluctantly joins the mission and meets each of the X-Men, however one mutant in particular caught his eye.

Warnings: violence; sadness; 

This is my second fic, I hope you enjoy it! Requests are open :)


“Ah, there you are! Welcome to the school” a cheery voice rang out through the hall as soon as the Avengers team entered through the impressively huge doors. Looking around, they soon caught sight of the source of the voice as he approached them with a kind smile and a wave of the hand. Tony stepped forward and shook the man’s hand, before introducing him to the rest of the team.

“Guys, this is professor Charles Xavier, an old friend of mine.” Eventually, everyone was introduced and Charles addressed the group, his face suddenly overcome with concern. “I must apologise for asking you to travel all the way over here, however under the current circumstances I had no other choice. I have come to believe that there is a new threat that needs to be addressed before it grows further than it already has.” After explaining that a new terrorist organisation had emerged that planned on spreading across the world, the professor went on to introduce who he called the ‘X-men’, although Tony had simply called them the ‘British Avengers’, as he showed the team around the tower.

Bucky stayed attached to Steve the entire time, his nerves getting the best of him as he became surrounded by new people, and only introduced himself with muttered hello’s. He had been wary ever since Steve told him they would be travelling to England, however he had missed too many important missions due to his nerves and he couldn’t let Steve down. Not again. Eventually, the Avengers followed Charles and down an underground path that heavily contrasted with the vintage interior of the rest of the mansion, with silver walls and bright lights that looked incredibly futuristic. The professor turned left as another path cut across the first, avoiding the end of the corridor where a circular door stood with a great ‘X’ imprinted on it, before stopping in front of a large, also silver door. He began to explain, “this is where we train, it’s-” though he was cut off by a series of bangs and what sounded like shouting on the other side of the door. The team looked between themselves in confusion, however Charles sighed and whispered “not again” under his breath, sent an apologetic smile to the group, and opened the door. The shouting got louder as everyone entered the spacious room, and Bucky was only just able to dodge as a piece of …ice? came flying towards his head. 

“Stop doing that!”

“Or what?”

“Ugh! You little-“

“Stop this right now!” Charles’s voice boomed. The two who had just been at each other’s throats immediately looked up surprised at the sudden entry. As they turned around, Bucky’s breath caught in his throat and his chest tightened as his eyes fell on the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was gorgeous, with bright [Y/E/C] eyes and a cheeky smirk that looked nothing but attractive on her. “Bobby, Logan needs to speak with you” Charles called to the person she had been fighting with, who looked much more ashamed at being caught than she did. The boy left, leaving just the woman who Bucky had yet to take his eyes off. “Guys, this is [Y/N]. She, too, is one of the X-men, however you wouldn’t think it with the way she acts sometimes”. Bucky’s heart sped up even more at this – [Y/N] was such a perfect name. it suited her. She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. “Sorry prof, the punk had it coming. He’s been winding me up all day”. Oh God, Bucky groaned internally, even her voice was perfect. [Y/N]’s eyes skimmed over the team before widening, shock overtaking her features. “No way! You’re the Avengers! You guys are so cool.” Her smirk grew into a toothy smile as she walked over and began to introduce herself to everyone, and Bucky was certain he was going to pass out when she pressed her body close to his and winked at him. “[Y/N]. Nice to meet ‘cha.” Her voice was quirky as she spoke, though Bucky swore there was a hint of lust laced through her tone. He could only nod and managed to give her his name, before she backed away and left him aching for her body to stay so close to his. “Well, as much as I’d love to get to know you all, I have some very important business to attend to, so if you don’t mind…” that same vicious smirk returned to her face as she began to saunter out of the room, but not before being called back by the professor “if I find you fighting with Bobby again I won’t be best pleased, [Y/N]”.

“Well it’s a good thing I planned on fighting with Scott then, isn’t it?”


It was like nothing Bucky had ever seen before. Up until now, the only threat he had considered was Hydra, but these guys were so much worse and he understood why Charles had asked the Avengers for back-up. Unfortunately, it was no use. They had been captured and were currently tied up and helpless at the scene of the battle as some members of the organisation guarded them and others spoke between themselves as they decided what to do with their new prisoners. One of them, the leader, stepped in front of the heroes and allowed a malicious smirk to creep onto his face before he spoke. “Well, well, well, it’s like Christmas came early.” Laughter erupted among the villains at this. “I’ll be honest, I’m still unsure of just what I’m going to do with you all. Something tells me you’re worth a lot more than simply being killed,” the man looked straight at Bucky, “some more than others.” The man was about to continue before he was silenced by someone clearing their throat behind him. Immediately, the captors raised their guns in the direction of the noise and Bucky’s eyes widened as he saw her. [Y/N]. Despite the circumstances, her confidence remained unwavering as she stood tall with her hands on her hips and her head held high. That same smirk that had haunted Bucky’s dreams since he met her was once again cast over her features, and in her typical cheeky manner, she spoke: “I’d hate to ruin your Christmas, but you’re gonna have to let them go”. Almost in disbelief, the leader shook his head and chuckled before waving [Y/N] off and signalling for his men to shoot her down. Bucky’s chest tightened as they readied their aim, however no shots were fired.

“What are you doing? Shoot her!” The leader screamed, however the men stood frozen as their eyes frantically moved from side to side and then, without warning, their bodies became engulfed in bright blue jolts of electricity that caused them to drop like flies as a light buzz rang through the air. Looking back at [Y/N], Bucky noticed that her once [Y/E/C] eyes were now the filled with the same electricity that had overtaken the now fallen men. The smirk she wore now seemed sly, threatening, perhaps even deadly as she approached the leader, who was now frozen like the men before him, and struck her hand across his face, rendering him unconscious. She fished through the man’s pockets for a key before unlocking her teammates from their confines, the electricity of her eyes having died down.

“You were late”. [Y/N] sighed out in annoyance at Charles’s statement as the smirk on her face immediately faded and she instead clenched her jaw. “I also saved your arse, so why don’t you show some gratitude and get off my back?” Bucky couldn’t help but notice the angry tone that seeped into her voice, wondering if Charles had a struck a nerve. The group returned to the jet and [Y/N] sat at the furthermost point, away from the rounds of celebration that spread throughout the two teams at their victory. Bucky sat next to Hank, whom he had quickly befriended during his short stay with the X-Men, and nudged him on the shoulder before nodding towards [Y/N] who’s head was bowed down as she picked at her nails. “Is she ok?”

Hank looked in the direction Bucky had nodded to, then sighed out and turned to face him. “[Y/N]’s pretty powerful. Electrokinetic. When Charles found her she had lost control of her power and, well, let’s just say a lot of people got hurt. Ever since then, she always tries to put on this brave face and act confident but whenever she uses her powers she gets edgy and uncomfortable, like she is now. We all know what could happen when someone can do what she can, that’s why Charles wanted to take her to the school in the first place, but really I think she’s scared to hurt people.” The pair sat in silence for a few moments thinking over what had just been said when Hank once again spoke up “I shouldn’t be telling you all this, she’d kill me if she knew,” they both chuckled fondly at this, “but if there’s anyone that could understand her, it’s you. She pretends that she doesn’t hurt, that she’s ok, but I think she just needs someone to share her pain with. If you’re willing”. At this, Bucky nodded, because he knows exactly what it’s like. He knows what it’s like to be misunderstood, to be lonely, to be frightened of yourself, perhaps more so than others are afraid of you. He had scarcely spoken a word to her, but she was in his heart now and he could only hope that he could do the same for her and fill the hole that had been made in hers.


The bed shook as Bucky leapt up from the mattress, his hand shaking and his hair matted to his damp forehead. He wanted to shout, scream, cry, but the only noises he made were the heavy, rasped breaths that burned his painfully dry throat. Clambering out of his temporary bed in Xavier’s mansion, Bucky successfully made his way into the kitchen and downed a glass of water like he’d been thirsty for years. As he became calmer, he was suddenly aware of the small whimpers and cries that echoed through the otherwise silent corridors. Following the noise, Bucky quickly found the source and came to an abrupt stop as he took in the sight before him. It was [Y/N], perched on the ledge of a grand window that overlooked the garden beneath. The moon shone through the glass, a soft iridescent glow covering her like a blanket, shielding her from the cool night air. Bucky had never seen her like this, so weak and fragile, he almost didn’t believe it was really her for a moment. Her arms were pulled tight around her knees and her head was rested against the window, decorated with an array of tears.

“[Y/N]?” Bucky was cautious, not wanting to surprise or scare her. Almost immediately she turned to him and began to wipe the tears from her eyes, but Bucky had already seen her state and she knew it. “I saw you crying. You don’t have to hide that. I understand”. [Y/N] seemed almost offended by this, her nose scrunching and her eyebrows furrowing before she spat “no you don’t. You don’t understand a goddamn thing about me.” She shouted the last part, however it was in no way nasty or rude, only broken and Bucky new she was simply trying to protect herself. 

“Yes, I do. I’ve hurt people too, innocent people. I spent so long being afraid of myself, just like you are.” A sob crawled from her throat at his words and Bucky wasted no time in running towards her as she collapsed into his arms, unable to contain the howls and tears that escaped her. She cried and cried, quietly muttering “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry” into his shoulder as he tightened his arms around her trembling form. Bucky swore his soul was aching as he took in her cries, desperately wanting to stop them but also knowing that it was important for her to release the emotions she put so much effort into hiding.

Once the crying had stopped, he picked her up, delicately placing one arm beneath her body and cradling her head to his shoulder with the other, before walking towards her room in the mansion, not too far from his. Bucky gently placed the now sleeping [Y/N] on her bed and pulled a heavy blanket over her, wanting her to be warm and comfortable. As he made to leave, he admired her face for just a moment longer and leant forward to place a feather-like kiss to her damp forehead. Walking away, Bucky was about to open the door when he heard a quiet whimper, “please stay.” Looking back, Bucky saw those beautiful eyes staring back at him even in the darkness and approached the bed without a second thought, carefully getting under the blanket and lacing his arms around [Y/N] who had turned to face him, pulling her as close as possible. The pair laid together in silence, though both of them were still awake, simply drowning in the presence of one another. Every so often a cry would escape [Y/N] and Bucky would try his best to comfort her, to reassure her. Finally, as [Y/N]’s eyes began to droop, she pressed her wet cheek against Bucky’s chest and whispered a “thank you” before allowing herself to sleep; Bucky only pulled her closer and promised to himself that he would do for her what Steve and the rest of the Avengers had done for him, with all the love he had in his bones.

36. Pick up lines

Summary(Requested): theyvuse cheesy pick up lines: Isaac, Derek, and Brett added.

Scott: “Hey gorgeous.” The stranger, a tall brunette, dark choclate eyes and tan skin said making you smile softly. “Are you from Tennessee because you’re the only ten i see.” A fight of laughter broke out behind the brunette, a pale, lanky boy with black hair stood laughing. “It was a dare so please just give me your number and we can call this a day.” he whispers making you laugh before entering your number into his phone.

Stiles: “Ugh.” Stiles paused looking up at you making you laugh. “Why are you so nervous Stiles?” The white snow fell, and stuck next to the window you both sat by, hot coco on each side of the table. “Can I have your picture for I can show santa what I want for Christmas?” You both fall into a fit of laughter. “Stiles you’re fucking killing me.” You laugh to see Scott standing there rolling his eyes. “Seriously though (y/n) he wants you for Christmas.” “I’m GOING TO KILL YOU SCOTT.” Stiles yells, chasing after his best friend.

Theo: “Theo stop.” You frown as he blocks off the only exit with his muscular, wall like body. “I just have something to say to you.” He says, holding in a smile as you both stood. “There’s a big sale in my bedroom, Clothes are 100% off.” You couldn’t help but laugh with him as he finally unblocks the door. “You bring me to a room and don’t let me leave for a stupid pick up line.”

Liam: One good thing if there ever was one about math, is you have that class with your boyfriend Liam. Liam has been your boyfriend for a while now, and you two always seemed to be joking around. “Babe I have something to tell you.” He whispers making you roll your eyes as the teacher talked. “What?” “I want our love to be like pi, irrational and never ending.” You could help but laughing, laughing so hard along with the people around you who heard the line.

Isaac: “Hey beautiful.” Isaac mumbles making you smile, “Hi I.” You say as he leans against the row lockers located next to yours. “Even if there was no gravity on this earth, I would still fall for you.” You laughed, making Isaac laugh as well leaving a kiss against your forehead. “Got cha to laugh today, Liam was telling me these awful pick up lines.”

Derek: He frowned seeing how upset you were today, you acted like you weren’t but he knew you like the back of his hand, and something was definitely wrong with his girlfriend. “What’s wrong love bug?” He frowns, pouting. “Nothing.” You say giving him a small, fake smile. “If kisses were snow flakes, i’d sent you a blizzard.” You began to laugh but was cute off by a ‘blizzard.“

Brett: First day of school at a new school was nerve wracking especially due to you having no friends and no knowing anyone what’s so ever. You sat in your study at a table all alone, until a tall boy sat across from you, notebook in hand. "I’m writing a term paper on the finest things in life, and wondering if I can interview you.” You both fell into laughter. “I’m brett, and who are you gorgeous?”

THIS ONE IS FUNNY

anonymous asked:

Can you do hcs or a scenario of Dabi & Bakugou pinning after the reader because they want her as their omega??

Coming right up honey!

Dabi

 This boy doesn’t pin, he acts.

Except, uh oh, this girl is something special. Look at how she walks, talk, acts. How could someone be allowed to be that cute?!

He’s not shy around her, but he’s not his normal crude, rebellious self either. He’s much calmer, smoother, even a bit suave. Dabi might not look it, be he can be quite the charmer when he wants to be.

He followers her everywhere, not necessarily with her knowledge. He wants to make sure she’s safe and sound. No creep is messing with this Omega, not on his watch!

He leaves her small gifts outside her apartment door. Flowers, some of her favorite candy, jewelry.

Katsuki

 Omg this boy, this boy is a nightmare when he comes to longing for someone.

He’s ten times more irritable then normal and blows up at everyone. Including the Omega he’s after (it was an accident though, he didn’t know she was the one tapping on his shoulder)

He bitches to everyone about her. “Did you see that gorgeous dress she was wearing? It looked awful.””Whats with that cute way she laughs? It’s so annoying.” “Ugh, her hair looks so soft, how shitty is that?” everyone finds it fucking hilarious cause they know he’s in love.

The only time he stops talking is when she actually is around. “Cat got your tongue Katsuki?” nah, just a super sweet Omega.

Take a Walk on the Wild Side

Pairing: tattooartist!Dean, teacher!reader
Word count: 973 

Part 2 of Heart’s Ink


Before you knew it, it was Saturday morning. You were nervous, and not just because you were about to get a tattoo. It was also because of the green-eyed tattoo artist (who you knew was Dean just because of their web site).

You spent the morning planning new crafts for the kids that up coming school year. Some crafts you loved to keep, but if something didn’t seem to catch on, you tried something else. Seeing the kids light up over things made your career choice even more worth it.


Walking into the shop at 2:50, you swallowed. Dean was at the counter chewing a piece of gum. “Hey.” He smirked.

You gave him a small wave. “Hi.” Hopefully he didn’t think you were weak or something for being nervous.

“So, where would you like this?” He asked, sitting up straight.

“Well, I’m a kindergarten teacher, so I was wondering where you would suggest? That well…doesn’t hurt too badly and can be hidden?”

He chuckled. “Teacher, eh?” You nodded, smiling. “Come on, sweet heart.” He motioned for you to follow him to the back. “Don’t worry, you’re in good hands.” You blushed once again. “Have a seat.”

You sat down and took a deep breath.

Dean sat down, getting everything set up once he had his gloves on. Glancing at you, you saw the amusement on his face. “Everyone’s pain thresh hold is different. I’ve had people where they cried on their arm, and others who didn’t. So, where do you think would be the best place? You are the one who knows your body.” He asked, watching you.

“Um.” You bit your lip. “I was thinking…maybe my side?”

“Are you ticklish?” He asked.

“No.”

“You sure?”

You nodded. “Yeah. I have a niece. I’d know by now if I was.” You smiled.

He smiled back. “There you go. You’re relaxing.” He pointed at you before be finished setting up.

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other artists: (posting beautiful art with gorgeous colors and crisp lines) haha here’s a dumb doodle i did real quick

me: (posting this) uhhh yeah i tried to see what i could do in half and hour and uh… well this is it my friends

Hateful Desire

Originally posted by knightofthefandom

Masterlist

Warnings: SMUT!!!! Rough sex and for the most part Dom!Pietro and Sub!Virgin!Reader. Cursing.

Request: Could u do one where u pretend to hate Pietro and there’s a lot of sexual tension and one day after a mission he takes off his and u masturbate thinking of him he catches u and it’s real smutty.

A/N: So I’ve been really into Pietro smut lately so in honor of going to see Civil War today and the completion of my AP test yesterday I will be writing this quick smutty request! I will post chapters for my other series at some point this weekend. And after I see Civil War today I may get some new ideas so be on the lookout for those! I may even write some stuff that doesn’t directly have to do with the Pietro but with the Avengers in general…I have had this idea for a really cool series about the Avengers for a while… Also in the request it doesn’t say what he takes off so I’m just assuming it’s his shirt…Well I’ve talked enough. Sit back and read about a sexy Sokovian ravishing you ;)


To say you hated him was an understatement. You loathed this man. Absolutely hated him. That’s what you wanted everyone to think anyway. You hated men like him with his personality. He was so cocky and arrogant and a total player. Sometimes you swore he was even worse than Tony. You would see him taking some supermodel looking girl to bed every night. You would never let anyone know this but sometimes you wished you were one of those girls. You knew that this boy was trouble but something about him was just so seductive. Like Taylor Swift said, he’s so bad but he does it so well. You thought that your missions would help distract you from your thoughts but unfortunately he had to come along on this one. 

“Ugh.” You groaned as he sped onto the quinjet. “Why did we have to bring him?” Pietro smirked and sauntered over to you. 

“Because I am an Avenger like yourself.” He says and leans on the wall next to you, looking at you with those gorgeous blue eyes. 

“That doesn’t mean I like you.” You tell him while turning away to hide your blushing. 

“Are you sure?” He asks and you freeze. Had you been found out? Did he know that you liked him?

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anonymous asked:

Which character in dmmd do you feel most salty about? Like "come on NC give him more love/screentime/official merch"

iS THERE ANY OTHER ANSWER THAN MIZUKI?! 

LIKE hOLY SHIT SON.  How can you not love this child? Look how fucking cute he is?!

He’s eyes are so pretty! I mean, look at that contrast between his bright green eyes and that dark skin ugh I love it!
He gorgeous!

LOOK HOW PURE HE IS WHEN HE SMILES?! THAT LAUGH COULD CURE CANCER GOD DAMN–

aND NOW HE’S FUCKING BLUSHING BECAUSE THIS BLUE ASSHOLE GAVE HIM A LITTLE SMOOCH. I WANT TO SEE HIS BEDROOM FACE SO BADLY-

I’m SO happy this pure little boy gets a plush (thank GOD) but come ON. Give him a coin figure. Give him a school AU keychain. Give him a picktam. Give him a colle figure. Give him a nendoroid. Give him a kigurumi keychain. GIVE HIM AN (official) ALLMATE. GIVE HIM A GOD DAM ROUTE WHERE YOU CAN BANG HIM FUCKING HELL