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Live Stream (Kian Lawley)

(Y/N pov)
I feel a vibration in my pocket and pull out my phone

kianlawley started a live video

I smile and slide over the notification opening my phone with my finger print, just to see my goofball of a boyfriend on the screen.
“Y/N’s on the livestream, heeyyyyyy” his voice comes through my phone.

“Hi kian, why are you live? You never go live.”
I type into the rapidly flowing comment section. I see Kian set his phone down and start to stare at the comments.

“Hi…why are you…” I hear him mumble under his breath, he’s reading my comment.

Since I’m verified and we follow each other, it’s quite easy for him to pick out my comment from the other 191,738.

“Because I want to Y/N, DO SUMMTHIN BOUT IT!” He says in a silly tone making weird hand gestures. I can see him holding back a smile

“Alright guys what should I do on here?” “A challenge, a dareee, read a buuuhhhk, show ya some baybee pictures” kian says in a few of those funny voices he does “ooohh wait actually look at this, it’s a picture of me and my baby” he takes a pause to hold up the picture of us on our one year anniversary “is she still on here?” He questions focusing on the comments

“Aww my love, you look dashing😻”
I type rapidly, a wide smile on my face

“Not as beautiful as you babe” kian says smiling “ALRIGHT WHAT SHOULD I DO??” He says while clapping his hands loudly once.

“Siiiinnngggg” I comment,
I know that’ll get him mad. He hates when people ask him to sing

As he’s reading all the comments he says “No Jc’s not home I can’t do that, no Y/N isn’t here she’s literally watching the live *chuckle*, NO EVERYBODY I cannot pull any pranks I’m home alone right now!” He says once he catches the trend of the comments. Then mine comes across the screen, I can tell he sees it when his eyes widen “Oh geez” he exclaims “why the fuck would you comment that babe” he says rubbing his face with the palms of his hands

Then the comments start rolling in, “sing sing sing”
“omg yesss kian sing”
“DADDY SING FOR ME👅😩”
“we love your voice c'mon :( for us😚??”
“THANK YOU Y/N, YALL ARE CUTE ASF BTW”

“Okay okay okay, I hate Y/N for this. I’m just kidding I love her” he says grabbing the phone and holding the camera so we could see from his face down to his torso.

“Don’t be afraid baby :) I and almost 200,000+ people are cheering you on rn! <3”
I type into the phone, he sees it right away and sighs. I can tell his anxiety is kicking in.

“Ok guys I’m gonna put the camera facing the ceiling because I don’t want y'all to see my face… haha” he says “gosh I can’t believe I’m doing this” he says under his breath
“I’m gonna sing like a quick excerpt of a song because I am leaving in about 10 minutes….” he drags off
He’s coming over to my place.

“Ok guysss,” he starts as he places the camera down so the only view is a snippet of his brown locks. I hear him take a deep breath, so low you had to be reeeeaaalllyyyy listening to hear it. The sound of him gulping water went through the speakers briefly, he clears his throat and starts


“Our friends would all make fun of us and we’ll just laugh along because we know that none of them have felt this way, ooooohhhhhhh it’s what you do to meeeeee. Ooooooohhhh what you do to me….” he drags on the last note
(video here:https://wonderfuldolans.tumblr.com/post/161547385172/fatimateodoro-stockholmsyndromstyles-and)

All positive comments rolling in, “omg I didn’t know he could sing that well!!”
“THATS SO FUCKING HOTTTTTTT”
“THANK THE LORD FOR KIAN LAWLEY” etc.

Kian moves the phone back up to its standing position. His cheeks are flushing red.

I decide to text him rather than comment
To, My babykian😍: “Hey baby I just wanted to let you know that your voice is beautiful and you blessed my ears love, ❤️❤️you’re so talented. Love you!! Had to say this NOT in front of 200,000 people lol”

I go back to the live to see that Kian has paused it, right then I get a text back

From, My babykian😍: “thank u baby❤️ that means the most comin from u😚✌🏼, I was so fucking nervous 😂 I don’t sing like that, ever.”

Kian then after a few seconds proceeds with the live, responding to a few fan comments, thanking them, etc.

I decide to comment anyways
“That was amazing my dear, and blush looks good on you ;). NOW COME OVER SO I CAN KISS YOU” I comment

Kian sees my comment and chuckles, “yea guys I do actually have to go now, I hope you liked that because I’m not doing that EVER AGAIN” he exclaims

“It’s alright y'all I’ll make him do it again ;)” I quickly type, all the comments agreeing with me/thanking me.

“Alright I love you all and I’ll try to do this live thing again soon but now I’m gonna go see my baby” kian says

“Love you my sweet boy, drive safe!” I comment lastly

“I will Y/N, alright everyone thanks for watching me be stupid for a few minutes, love you guyssssssssssss…” kian says as he ends the broadcast. Leaving me with the brightest smile on my face, that boy really is something special.

My phone then vibrates, a text from kian.

From, My babykian😍: “I’m expecting a serious reward upon my arrival 😏” I read

Ohhh boy.

BTS reaction to when they over hear that another member also likes you

Request said: Bts reaction to overhearing a member telling another member that they have a crush on their s/o ( hearing a member has a crush on their s/o) pweez


Reactions:

Jin: You were talking with Suga about music. He would see that Suga would stare at you a lot, when you aren’t looking. He would just shrugged it off but when he over heard Suga talking to Rap Monster that he started to like you, that when he exploded and decided to confront him “Suga, I know Y/N is charming but she is mine!” he said with a jealousy and angry tone in his voice.  Suga knew that when he got into this stage is better not mess with him. 

Originally posted by jungkookiescookies

Suga: Suga was practicing his piano when suddenly he stopped and that’s when he over heard Jin saying to Jungkook that he also had feelings for you that you were so cute and pretty when you laughed. Suga got so mad that he went straight to Jin and screamed “Y/N is mine, mine only don’t you get it!!” he was about to punch him put J-hope got into the middle. 

Originally posted by bulletproofwinner

J-Hope: Hoseok was playfully dancing around in the dance practice room. The guys were laughing at his dance except for two people. V and Jimin. V was whispering something to Jimin that J-Hope could not hear until, Suga screams “WHAT, you like Y/N, as of Hoseok’s girl!” then since J-hope over heard that and he quickly turn off the music and went to face to face with V. “Isn’t Y/N so charming right?” said a smiling Hoseok (like the gif) but inside he is dying of Jealousy. “Yeah, she is” said V. “Well, She is mine and your are not taking her, do you copy?” said Hoseok. “Copy” said V sounding a bit disappointed.  

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


Rap Monster: Namjoon was in the studio creating a song and practicing it when suddenly JungKook and J-Hope came in talking about you. He was fine with it, until he heard JungKook say that he was developing feeling for you and that’s when he started to get possessive and jealous of you but he decided to play it smart and wait for JungKook to be alone and talk to him. After a hour he saw his opportunity, he quickly went to talk to him. “Look, JungKook I know you meet Y/N first but she is with me now. I am sure that you will find someone like Y/N” said Namjoon and JungKook just nooded his head and decided to give up on you and just let you be happy with Namjoon but if he would break your heart, JungKook will accept you no matter what.  

Originally posted by https-km

Jimin: He would be practicing his dance choreographies in the practice room. He suddenly went to pick out the water bottle where was behind the speakers. Suddenly he would see Rap Monster and JungKook talking and since he was drinking water behind the speakers, they did not noticed that Jimin was there. Jimin was about to go out and greet the guys but when Namjoon started talking about you, he stopped dead in his tracks. “I don’t know what she had done to me…I can’t stop thinking about her…I think I like  her” started to say Namjoon. “Well, you better find another girl” said Jimin as he got out of behind the speakers and that startled both Rap Monster and JungKook.

Originally posted by kookies-for-taehyung

Taehyung (V): He just finished talking over to you in the phone when he suddenly over hears a conversation that J-hope and Jimin were having. “So, I know that both of them are dating but I can’t help it..It’s just that Y/N is everything that I wanted in a girl” J-hope would explain feeling kind of guilty. V would try to keep his jealousy in but he couldn’t imagine you running away with J-hope so he decided to tell him something “Look, Hoseok, You are my friend but you need to back away from my Y/N. She is mine after all” 

Originally posted by toughchim

JungKook: He would just be playing video games with the volume super duper loud so when the game ended, he would over heard Jimin talking to V “ AH….Y/N is so cute but sexy at the same time” a shy Jimin would say while his cheeks burned red. JungKook would be surprised at first but also confused. Until he over hears again “Look at this picture of her…it’s just too…” Jimin started to say. This where JungKook would step in and say “It’s too what!! Why do you even have a picture of her in your phone…Agh…She is mine!!” he would be mad and would scream. 

Originally posted by jayfatuasian

non english speaker : 

Tell me something in english !

english speaker :

Water… Earth… Fire… Air. Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. Then everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked. Only the Avatar, master of all four elements, could stop them. But when the world needed him most, he vanished. A hundred years passed and my brother and I discovered the new Avatar, an airbender named Aang. And although his airbending skills are great, he still has a lot to learn before he’s ready to save anyone. But I believe Aang can save the world.

non spanish speaker :

Tell me something in spanish !

spanish speaker :

Agua … Tierra … Fuego … Aire. Hace mucho tiempo, las cuatro naciones vivian juntas en armonia. Entonces, todo cambio cuando la Nacion del Fuego ataco. Solo el Avatar, maestro de los cuatros elementos, podria deternelos, pero cuando el mundo mas le necesitaba, se desvanecio. Cien nos pasaron y mi hermano y yo descubrimos el nuevo Avatar, un maestro aire llamado Aang. Y aunque sus habilidades para controlar el aire eran grandiosas, tenia mucho que aprender antes de estar listo para salvar el mundo. Pero creo que Aang podra salvarlo.

non-french speaker :

Tell me something in french !

french speaker :

Mais, vous savez, moi je ne crois pas qu'il y ait de bonne ou de mauvaise situation. Moi, si je devais résumer ma vie aujourd'hui avec vous, je dirais que c'est d'abord des rencontres, des gens qui m'ont tendu la main, peut-être à un moment où je ne pouvais pas, où j'étais seul chez moi. Et c'est assez curieux de se dire que les hasards, les rencontres forgent une destinée… Parce que quand on a le goût de la chose, quand on a le goût de la chose bien faite, le beau geste, parfois on ne trouve pas l'interlocuteur en face, je dirais, le miroir qui vous aide à avancer. Alors ce n'est pas mon cas, comme je le disais là, puisque moi au contraire, j'ai pu ; et je dis merci à la vie, je lui dis merci, je chante la vie, je danse la vie… Je ne suis qu'amour ! Et finalement, quand beaucoup de gens aujourd'hui me disent “Mais comment fais-tu pour avoir cette humanité ?”, eh ben je leur réponds très simplement, je leur dis que c'est ce goût de l'amour, ce goût donc qui m'a poussé aujourd'hui à entreprendre une construction mécanique, mais demain, qui sait, peut-être seulement à me mettre au service de la communauté, à faire le don, le don de soi.

Avatar - The Last Airbender
Astérix et Obélix - Mission Cléopâtre.

The Signs As Stuff Around My Room

Aries:Small flatscreen T.V.

Taurus:5SOS poster from 2014

Gemini:Sketchbooks and art supplies every where

Cancer:Pastel pink and lavender plush penguins

Leo:Aesthetic clothes all over the floor

Virgo:My prized Vans

Libra:Lots and lots of makeup

Scorpio:My secret candy stash

Sagittarius:DIY flower crown

Capricorn:Huge wipe board and Expo markers

Aquarius:Multicolored water speaker

Pisces:Tons of books

anonymous asked:

Can I request a scenario where Bokuto gets a message that his s/o has been hospitalized while he was abroad for a vball tournament, but he can't fly back because of bad weather?

sorry for the wait!


“Hey hey hey!” the ace cheered once again, landing another point down. Bokuto was currently in Kyoto. His team was invited over for a friendly tournament and it was safe to say that Fukurodani was winning their 3rd set.

Bokuto was in tip-top form today, with nothing stopping him. The team that was against his was pushing him to his limits, which made Bokuto feel he was up for a challenge, and that made him feel amazing. He honestly couldn’t wait to go home and tell every single detail to you.

You were the only reason why Bokuto was homesick. Having been away for 3 days without seeing you made the captain longed for you, badly.

“Akaashi!” Bokuto cheered, walking over to his best friend, “did you see how amazing I was out there?” Akaashi let out a sigh and nodded his head. At the end of the third set, both teams were dismissed for a short break. It took Bokuto by surprise when he heard the thunder boom, and it made him jump a mile and scream. Which made Akaashi chuckle at.

“Not funny!” Bokuto pouted and hurriedly ran over to grab his phone and water. The wing speaker had never felt more attach to his cell phone, with him being away from you, texting and calling each other was the only thing left to feel connected.

There was something about the ongoing storm which made his stomach churn. But Bokuto being himself, he brushed the feeling off. He unlocked his phone to find missed calls and messages from your best friend, his heart pounded against his chest and he read the messages.

“[Y/N] collapsed today while we were hanging out, she’s in the hospital now and she hasn’t regained consciousness yet.” Bokuto froze, every part of him was telling him to go back to Tokyo immediately, but he couldn’t because the damn storm was too strong.

Bokuto checked the message that was sent to him, it was sent only 2 minutes ago. Without hesitation, he texted back asking if you were okay. Bokuto was frantic, he ran over to Akaashi and gripped him by the shoulders, ’[Y/N] is in the hospital, we have to go back!“

Akaashi stared back bewildered, “Bokuto-san, we can’t,” he said calmly, “The storm’s too bad, we’ll probably get into an accident if we leave now.” Akaashi’s calm composure made Bokuto even more frantic, “Can’t you see?” he raised his voice, “[Y/N] is hospitalized! We have to go!’

It didn’t take long before Bokuto had everyone’s attention in the gym. Even the coaches were aware of your situation but no one could do anything. "We must go, now!” Bokuto panicked. Your best friend had just texted him saying that you were regaining consciousness and there was nothing to worry about, but Bokuto was still in a state of panic.

Akaashi couldn’t do anything to stop Bokuto from being so frantic, he respected him a lot as a junior, so all he could do is stand there and watch his captain freak out. But the third years of Fukorodani had enough, Konoha walked up to Bokuto and gripped him by the collar. “Look!” he shouted into the captain’s face, “[Y/N]’s gonna be okay! Her friend’s with her and she’s in the hospital! That means that there are people there to actually monitor her.” he said, emphasizing a lot on his words.

Bokuto quieted down and had a gloomy look on his face. He knew you were safe but he can’t help but worry. He just loved you so much. Letting out a deep breath, he decided to let it go and call you, hoping that the storm would clear out soon.

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Roger Waters Performs ‘Deja Vu’

current aesthetic: clean room, open window, wearing a face mask, looking through aesthetic tags, listening to Jukebox The Ghost through speakers, drinking water w/ ice

Beach House

“Can you do an imagine where you’re at a rental house on the beach and your crush happens to be at the house next door? And they’re both good surfers, so maybe they end up surfing together. Also if he ignores her at the beginning but then starts to notice her later, that would be cool. Thanks!”

This isn’t my favorite, it might be a bit weird at some points, but I hope you enjoy! Also I added a bunch of gifs and pictures, sorry in advance for the clutter :)

Word count: 3.8k


It’s finally summer, and you’ve driven hours with your family to your usual rental house on the beach. This is your favorite stop every summer. You love the beach. You love the chance to relax and unwind, and maybe show off the beach bod you’ve been working for lately, too.

You’ve settled in and unpacked, so you decide to go for a swim. It’s almost 90 degrees and you’re eager to cool off. You put on a bikini and step out of the house, the last one in a long line of rental houses. You start walking towards the nearest set of stairs leading down to the beach.

As you pass the house next to yours, you do a double take. There’s a boy lounging on a plastic chair on the porch. But it’s not just any boy. He looks distinctly like your crush back home. His shades are covering his eyes, but you’re almost certain it’s him. You’ve spent enough time just staring at his face in class, studying the curve of his nose, drooling over his jawline, and of course, looking at his lips. You’d recognize those lips anywhere.

Without realizing it, you’ve stopped and are just standing there, staring, trying to get a closer look. After a moment of this, he seems to notice. He lifts his head and takes out an earbud. Then he lifts his shades, and your mouth opens a little of its own accord. It’s him, no question.

“(Y/n)?” He sits up now. You smile awkwardly and wave even more awkwardly. Wow, this is going well. “Hey, (c/n),” you say as casually as you can.

He seems confused. “What are you doing here?”

Thankfully, the stupid question jump starts your sass, or you would probably just stand there making more awkward comments. “I’ve been following you ever since school ended!” He looks even more confused. Okay, the intention was sarcasm, but maybe that was an awkward comment, too. “I’m on vacation, like you, and everyone else here,” you explain dryly.

“So we just happened to end up at the same beach hours away from home?” he says incredulously.

You can’t help but roll your eyes. As hot as he is, he can be a bit slow. “Unless you’ve been following me, yeah, I’d say that’s a reasonable conclusion.”

“Oh. Well…hey, I guess,” he says unenthusiastically. You sigh inwardly. It’s not like you were expecting him to leap up and hug you, grinning and blushing and exclaiming how happy he is to see you. After all, in school, you were barely friends. More like…acquaintances.

He’s lying back down now, so you take that as your cue to move your ass along. “I guess I’ll see you around,” you tell him. He’s putting his earbud back in, so he probably didn’t hear anyway. There’s nothing else to do now but keep walking forward. You secretly hope he’s at least checking you out as you pass, swinging your hips a little more than necessary. But it’s unlikely.

As you go down the steps and walk towards the water, you mentally replay what just happened, and it finally sinks in that your crush is at the beach house right next to yours. Life must have decided you’ve been through too much stress this school year, and thrown the two of you together as a fun surprise. It’s also a golden opportunity to get close to him, considering he probably doesn’t know anyone else here. Too bad you’re not that bold and you’ll likely never try talking to him again while you’re here.

You splash around in the ocean for a bit but quickly get bored. This isn’t as fun once you get older, and when you have no friends. You also can’t get your mind off your crush. After just a few minutes, you return to the house, glancing towards the house next door on your way. The plastic chair is empty.

Later in the afternoon you decide to go out again, and this time you bring your surfboard with you. Might as well make use of the ocean while you have it, and the waves look pretty good today. There are several other surfers on the water, which is also a good sign. It’s very hot out and you really don’t feel like pulling your tight wetsuit on. Besides, if any cute boys show up you’ll probably want to be wearing a sexy bikini.

You paddle out to where the waves start to break and wait for a good one to come. A few seconds in and you see a nice tall wave forming behind you. You turn back around and start paddling, popping up to a standing position when you feel it swelling under the board, lifting you up. You maintain your balance and ride the wave, feeling triumphant that your first attempt of the summer is a success.

Before you get the chance to ride the wave to shore, however, you notice a surfer to your right riding the same one. He isn’t wearing a wetsuit either, just his swim trunks, and his bare back is facing you. 

Tan, muscular, and glistening wet, it’s enough to distract your horny teenage mind momentarily, and as you stare in happy awe, you lose your balance and tip sideways off the front of the board. As you fall ungracefully into the water, the board flips over and hits you on the head.

You resurface, rubbing your head. “Ow,” you grumble. That’s going to leave a bruise. A voice calls out from nearby, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, fine,” you say without really thinking. You turn around to locate the speaker, rubbing water droplets out of your eyelashes. When your vision clears you gasp.

(C/n) is on his stomach on his board, paddling over to you. He is undoubtedly the attractive surfer you just literally fell for. You recognize the swim trunks, and of course, the muscled back. No wonder you thought he was hot.

He seems taken aback as well. “Oh, it’s you.” He doesn’t seem as concerned now, but at least he asks, “You good?”

You grit your teeth and nod. Yeah, it hurts, but the pain is certainly not at the forefront of your brain right now. More important is (c/n) and his tan, wet skin, and how he is drifting closer and closer to you.

“Too big a wave for you?” he asks, a teasing note in his voice.

You immediately become defensive. “I’m a fantastic surfer, actually. That was your fault.”

He frowns. “How-”

“Never mind,” you cut in quickly. “Just…go back to surfing.” You turn away and pull yourself back onto your board. As you paddle quickly into deeper water you think you hear him chuckling a little.

When the next big wave comes, you’re determined to do well, now that you know who your fellow surfer and potential audience is. Sure enough, as you both pop up and ride the same wave, you see him glance over his shoulder at you. You pretend not to notice, focusing instead on your stance and making sure that this time, you are definitely balanced. But you can still feel his eyes on you, moving over your body now. You mentally pat yourself on the back for your choice of swimwear.

Unfortunately, he doesn’t fall over like you did, and you both reach the shore, hopping off your boards at the same time. As you paddle back, now merely a few feet apart, he remarks, “Not bad.” You might take it as a compliment, if the tone weren’t so condescending.

“Oh yeah?” You see a wave approaching from far off, growing steadily taller. By the time it reaches you it’ll be a very decent height. “Let’s see you take this one.”

(C/n) looks to where you’re pointing. “Easy,” he scoffs.

The two of you paddle forward as the wave catches up and get to your feet, surfing the wave side by side. He smirks triumphantly over his shoulder. “Told you,” he boasts as he hops off.

“Hey, you did no better than me,” you point out.

He cocks an eyebrow. “Is that a challenge?”

Your heart rate picks up. A competition. This is your chance to impress him. You’d better not fuck it up. “If you’re too scared you can forfeit,” you say tauntingly.

“Me? Scared? Never.” He grins and starts paddling away. You race to catch up, feeling the fire of competition course through you. Eye of the Tiger starts playing in the back of your mind.

You both surf the next few waves without any trouble. Each time, (c/n) looks over his shoulder to see how you’re doing. You decide to have a bit of fun with this. The next wave comes and you pop to your feet. Once you’re sure you’re balanced and you know he’s looking, you raise your hands over your head and do a little body roll, a la Jack Gilinsky.

(Had to put this in for ref bc Gilinsky=fave)

His jaw drops open. He starts to turn his body completely to face you, a poor choice on a moving board. He loses his balance and pitches headfirst into the water. You bust out laughing and laugh even harder when his disgruntled face pops back up, coughing up water.

“You think you’re so clever, don’t you?” (C/n) glares at you, his cheeks a little pink, seaweed clinging to his hair. You just smile innocently in response, and paddle back out.

You entertain the thought of twerking on the next wave, despite the fact that you’ve never successfully done it even on solid ground. It’s probably a good thing that you don’t get the chance to try it. As the wave comes and you stand up, you look over and see that (c/n) is still lying down on the board, rotated on his side to face you now. He licks his lips slowly and drags a hand down his neck and across his chest, like an over-exaggerated seductress in a cheesy movie.

(^Picture this…but instead it’s a hot guy)

You cough loudly, a hot blush rising quickly to your cheeks. Jesus. He smiles at you, locking eyes with you, his hand still on his abs. You manage to stay firmly planted as the wave peters out, bringing you to shore. You hop down neatly and sit on your board, facing him. He’s stopped now, thank God. You clear your throat a couple times. “See, I can’t be beat,” you say proudly, hoping he can’t hear how your voice wavers a bit.

“Guess not,” he says. He suddenly looks embarrassed and a bit confused, and won’t meet your eyes anymore. The abrupt change takes you by surprise, but now that he’s no longer cocky and confident, you feel yourself retreating into your shell as well. He seems as uncomfortable as you feel, and you get an urge to put some distance between the two of you. “Well, I’d better go,” you say awkwardly, and pick up your board to leave. He doesn’t argue, so you walk away, back towards the house, reveling in wonder at the situation that just transpired. Maybe he’s as shocked with himself as you are. 

The next day is sunny but not suffocatingly hot. It’s a good day to sit on the beach and tan.

You’re also a little scared to go out surfing again, in case you see him and things are just as awkward as yesterday. So instead you bring a towel and your phone down to the beach, settling down to listen to some music.

You only get a couple songs in, however, before you’re rudely jolted out of your repose by a frisbee hitting you in the head. Goddamn, at this rate your head is not going to survive this vacation. You sit up and look around for your attacker, ready to reprimand them angrily. But when you see who it is, you’re at a temporary loss for words. And no, it’s not (c/n). Pretty damn close, though. A cute, equally tan boy with windswept brown hair and arguably better abs jogs over to you, calling out apologetically.

“Sorry, sorry!” He reaches you and crouches down, running a hand through his hair, messing it up further. Of course, this only makes him sexier. Ugh, boys. “It was his fault,” he adds, gesturing over to a boy standing a few feet off, who grins and waves.

“Way to take responsibility,” you retort, but you can’t actually be angry at this godlike boy, especially when his toned chest is inches away from your face.

“Right, my bad, I’m sorry,” he says sheepishly. “You okay?” He leans over you, looking concerned, and you try not to swoon.

“I’m good. I was kidding, don’t worry about it.” You pick up his frisbee to return it to him, but change your mind and jump to your feet instead, running several feet away with it.

“Huh - hey!” he calls out after you, getting up and coming after you. As he nears you, you make eye contact with his friend and toss the frisbee over to him.

The first boy growls playfully at you, and motions for his friend to throw it back to him. But he throws it to you instead, and though the brown-haired one reaches for it with grasping fingers, you catch it first.

And thus begins an impromptu game of Monkey in the Middle. With all the attention from these two hot guys, you forget about your crush for a moment. You’re actually enjoying yourself, too. But as you jump to catch a rather high throw, another hand snatches the frisbee out of the air.

You turn around to see (c/n), holding the frisbee triumphantly and grinning. “You wanna play?” he says, taunting them. “Come and get it!”

The boys, eager to rise to the challenge, charge him, and you back out of the way. When they get close to him, he locks eyes with you, and tosses the frisbee around them to you. You catch it and laugh. Four way Monkey in the Middle, why not? You and (c/n) snap the frisbee back and forth, keeping it out of reach of the other two. After several minutes of this, you flop onto the sand, exhausted. (C/n) tosses the frisbee back to its rightful owners and salutes them, then sits down next to you.

“Well, that was fun,” he says, and you chuckle in agreement. “We kicked their asses,” you add, drawing your feet up to your butt and then pushing them back out again, digging lines into the sand. You do this a few more times and then pile some sand over your legs.

(C/n) notices and laughs. “Digging your own grave?”

You nod and continue working.

“I’ll help,” he says jokingly, and piles more sand on your legs, packing it in tightly. You lie back and let him do the rest for you, watching him as he works. The feet are harder to cover, and after a few attempts he gives up, letting your toes poke up through the sand. He finishes covering your legs and moves up, pouring sand on top of your bikini bottom. You hold your breath in anticipation, and when he pushes sand up between your legs, you exhale loudly. He doesn’t look at you, but a sly smirk is playing at his lips. He grabs another handful of sand and sprinkles it onto your bare stomach. It feels faintly ticklish, and you clamp your lips together to keep from laughing.

Then he spreads the sand over your stomach with his fingertips, grazing your bare skin here and there. You shudder at his touch and your breathing becomes a little unsteady. You’re not laughing anymore. His fingers trace circles around your belly, which is nice and flat thanks to the last minute workouts you did before this vacation. Your eyes close of their own accord and the sensations are amplified; the sand scraping lightly against your skin, his cool fingers moving in gentle circles, and even the closeness of his body to yours.

Your breathing is jagged and your whole body is warm by the time (c/n) decides he’s finished with your stomach. Your eyes are still closed when the next handful of sand is poured in the groove between your boobs. It tickles your skin, but you don’t laugh; rather, you emit a sort of strangled sigh.

He covers your bikini with sand and pats it into place, cupping your boobs as he does it. He’s moving much more slowly now, and his movements are careful and gentle, like he’s handling a delicate kitten. He spends an extra long amount of time on your chest. He’s pretty much just feeling you up at this point, you realize.

A wolf whistle interrupts your thoughts, and you finally open your eyes to see the boys from before watching from a little ways away. Luckily the beach is pretty empty aside from those two.

You shift your gaze to the face that is now much closer to yours, eyes still focused on your chest. You watch his facial expression. He seems much more serious now, concentrated on his work. But when he feels you looking, his lips curve in a small smile. You wonder if he can hear your quickened breathing, or feel your frantic heartbeat when he pats the sand onto your chest. You let your eyes travel down to his bare chest. Since you’re stuck here until he decides he’s done, you might as well enjoy the view, right?

When you’re covered in sand up to the neck, (c/n) finally pauses and makes eye contact. His smile widens into a smirk as he examines your face, which must be bright red by this point. You’re more than a little turned on, and you can’t help but think that if you were a guy, it would be much harder to hide.

(C/n) puts his hands on either side of your head. You can’t move, because you’re buried under an inch of sand, and also because you’re frozen in place. You don’t dare say a word, not that you even really remember how to speak at the moment.

He’s staring at your mouth now. Your heart races in anticipation and nervousness. He leans down, looks briefly into your eyes, and presses his lips against yours.

It lasts only a moment. He lets his tongue graze your lips before he pulls away. He gets to his feet, winks, and walks away. All without a word.

That night, you can’t fall asleep. You stay awake for hours, replaying the kiss and the events leading up to it over and over in your mind. Eventually you give up on sleeping and go on your phone until the dark sky starts to lighten around 5 am. At this point, since you’re already up, why not take this opportunity to watch the sun rise?

You get up as quietly as you can, trying not to wake anyone else. You ease the back door open and slip out, shivering slightly in the cool morning air. You’re wearing only a cami and short lounge shorts, and goosebumps pop up instantly. To your left is the edge of the beach, marked by a large hill of rocks. In your bare feet you climb carefully up the hill, stumbling here and there and cursing when you stub your toe on a rock. At last you reach the top and sit down, hugging your knees. The sky is light blue with a growing tint of pink, signaling the arrival of the sun. You sit and wait calmly, letting the breeze whip your hair around your face. You’re all alone at the top of a hill of rocks waiting for the sun to rise, and you’ve never felt more at peace.

As the horizon begins to glow orange, you hear rocks clacking together behind you, and turn around. (C/n) is climbing the hill, and flashes you a smile when he realizes you’ve seen him. He reaches you and sits down beside you, mimicking your pose and hugging his knees to his chest.

After a minute of just sitting in comfortable silence like this, watching the orange glow intensify, he says, quietly, “Hey.”

You smile a little to yourself. “Hey,” you whisper back, glancing quickly at him. His profile is bathed in orange light, and he looks thoughtful and serene and…beautiful.

The tip of the sun peeks out above the horizon. It reflects on the water, turning everything orange-yellow.

“Gorgeous, huh?” you say.

“Yeah, gorgeous,” he echoes. You turn and he’s looking at you.

The orange light hides your blush, but you feel it warming your cheeks.

(C/n) takes a deep breath. “I feel like I owe you an explanation, and maybe an apology.”

You wait for him to continue, wondering where this is going.

He picks up a pebble and turns it around in his fingers. “I’m sorry I kissed you like that. That was weird. I just…couldn’t help myself.”

You look at him questioningly.

He shrugs apologetically. “You looked so cute with just your head sticking out.” He chuckles and shakes his head at the memory.

You still don’t say anything. You don’t know how to respond. You turn and face the sun, which is almost half visible.

He examines the pebble without interest, and takes another minute before continuing. “I know this is sudden, but I’ve realized that when I’m around you, I get this indescribable feeling of happiness. And I just want to keep being around you. I think…” He puts the pebble down and turns towards you. “…I think I like you.”

You have to look at him now. You have to say something. But you’re just frozen.

He studies your face uncertainly. “I guess I was hoping…maybe you’d consider going on a date with me?”

Finally, you turn your head, slowly, and meet his eyes. Say something. This is what you’ve been dreaming of. But it’s like your brain has stopped working and your mouth won’t open.

He looks into your eyes, lifts his hands and cups your cheeks gently. He leans forward, hesitantly, and touches his mouth to yours.

Your arms come alive and go to his neck. Your lips start to move of their own accord, and your head tilts for easier access. In response, he leans in closer and kisses you more passionately, and soon it becomes a full-on makeout session.

Isn’t this more satisfying than the first one! You pull him closer, hungry for more. He is eager to comply.

After several seconds, or possibly minutes, or a whole lifetime, you pull apart. (C/n) leans his forehead against yours. “Is that a yes?”

You smile giddily. “Yes. Yup. I like you too. Yes.” Then you add, “Sorry for the delay.”

He laughs and pulls you into his side. You rest your head on his shoulder. Together, you watch the rest of the sunrise.

I was tagged by @todoroks to do this (check out their blog btw!)
thanks sm!!

5 things in my bag:
• wallet
• earbuds
• loose change
• a small bottle of lotion
• and my lil notepad

5 things in my room:
• a morty pop figure lmao
• water speakers
• a photo of my sis and I when we were kids
• a south park mug I don’t drink out of bc I care about it too much
• and some comics (mainly deadpool and evil ed)

5 things I want to do:
• meet some of my close online friends in person
• get a job asap
• learn to drive!!
• go to a con (never been!)
• and go to a concert (also never been!)

5 things that make you happy:
• animals
• making new friends
• going to my hometown and seeing the ppl I miss
• the beach (I actually just recently started liking it again)
• shows and books and everything along those lines

thank u sm again btw!! i want to tag
@obiwiki
@phone-the-skeleton
@sketchbunnies (also we should talk again!!)

Also, anyone else who wants to do this, feel free to do so!

Folks with a Series 2 “Waterproof” Apple Watch, beware… the speaker is not as waterproof or clearable as they make it seem.

I have twice now had mine in water where afterwards, running the Water Clear unlock only ejected a tiny bit of water and the speaker still sounded like crap. The first time it took about 6-8 hours to clear/dry on its own.

Today’s… I’ve run Water Clear 5 times, 2 w the watch laying on the speaker side on absorbent microfiber cloth and it’s still not cleared.

Disappointed and thinking I may call AppleCare and bitch.

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MASSIVE GIVEAWAY (EVERYTHING MUST GO)

Hey guys, this is my 1st giveaway ever and literally all of this needs to go!! I’m moving on to college soon and almost all of these things I’ve either lost interest or need a better home!

As for the Yu gi oh cards I’d really preferably like to trade those for other cards but if not then giving them away is fine too!! ☺️

THIS IS FOR THE U.S only, will gladly ship anywhere in America. THIS WILL END IN JULY 1st 2016
THERE WILL BE 5 WINNERS

ONE REBLOG IS TWO ENTRIES AND ONE LIKE IS ONE ENTRY, don’t have to follow me BUT YOULL HAVE A BETTER CHANCE AT IT TRUST ME FOLLOWING ME WILL COUNT AS 3 ENTRIES.


Things included:
Slightly used Haikyuu backpack
BTS poster
Official Fairy tail poster
Erza, gray and NATSU fan art poster
Big hero 6 poster
One punch man print
2 haikyuu prints
2 hunter X hunter prints
Lucy’s 12+ zodiac keys from fairy tail
2 katekyo hitman reborn prints
Official blue exorcist wall scroll
Hunter X hunter lanyard
Fairy tail, big hero 6 and haikyuu key chains
Water speakers (work perfectly fine)
Hunter X hunter volumes 3-6 manga
Volume 5 of fullmetal alchemist
DAY AND NIGHT VERSION OF BTS YOUNG FOREVER ALBUMS INCLUDING POSTERS, POLAROIDS, PHOTOCARDS AND PHOTOBOOKS
set of katekyo hitman reborn vongola rings
2 big hero 6 prints
kingdom hearts backpack
FULL KOUJAKU COSPLAY (not including wig)
5 big hero 6 vynil figures
1 bleach Ichigo figure
And YUGIOH rule book and paper play Mat
And YUGIOH cards ( but preferably would like to trade them, if not then I’ll give them away as well)
As well as something extra I’ll throw in a $100 Amazon card!

PLEASE SHARE AND REBLOG TO SPREAD THE WORD I REALLY NEED THIS GONE SOON THANK YOU AND GOOD LUCK