what a grin

Friendly reminder that the Athena Cabin are bunch of Percabeth shipper.

  • *in a cab; on the way to the christening*
  • Molly: *happily* Oh isn't this exciting? I bet she looks lovely. And John and Mary are wonderful parents...
  • Sherlock: *on his phone* Mmm.
  • Molly: *sighs* Oh, her name is just beautiful *giggles* I always wanted to name my daughter Persephone.
  • Sherlock: *glances at her*
  • Molly: *rolls her eyes* Hey, I was eleven at the time and really into all that mythology stuff.
  • Sherlock: *still typing* There are worse names for a child than Persephone Holmes.
  • Molly: ...
  • Molly: *raises an eyebrow* Why would it be Holmes?
  • Sherlock: *shrugs* I always assumed you'd take your husband's name.
  • Molly: *scoffs* Yeah, well, I'm not going to marry Mycroft!
  • Sherlock: *confused* We've been sleeping together and you think-
  • Molly: *giggles* No, I mean, I just thought you weren't the marrying kind.
  • Sherlock: *sighs* Sex, Molly. I don't do that with just anyone.
  • Molly: *raises an eyebrow* You love me?
  • Sherlock: Obviously.
  • Molly: *smirks* I'm sorry? I didn't catch that.
  • Sherlock: *smiles* I love you.
  • Molly: *takes his hand* I love you too.
  • Sherlock: *coughs* So you'll...marry me, then?
  • Molly: *kisses his cheek* Of course I will.

idk why but i was thinking that because sasuke is so incredibly observant, he’d probably notice some slight changes so easily, and it would be the cutest thing. like when sakura got pregnant with sarada and her breasts started growing in size, he must have been so fucking adorable when he finally realized that they’d grown.

they’d be in the middle of loving foreplay, all slow and attentive, where she would have just told him to ease up a little bit because she’s gotten quite sensitive lately. he’d be paying especially considerate attention to her breasts, pressing less firmly than usual, his touch particularly gentle around her nipples. and then he’d move to fully close his hand around her breast, grabbing the whole of it to knead and brush, prompting a fleeting thought in his mind that she felt a little different today; more full, weighted.

and he’d blink and pause, questioning to himself, had they maybe grown in size? pulling himself away from her lips or her neglected breast, he’d look down at her, lightly testing the fullness in his grip, and he’d realize that yes, she had. and they felt a little plushier, too, in this entirely pleasant way.

and sakura wouldn’t know that he’d have taken notice of this—instead, she’d think he was unsure of whether or not he was being gentle enough, that he was worried about hurting her. so she’d tell him with the sweetest tone, “i know i asked you to be a more careful because they’ve been a little more sensitive lately, but you don’t have to be that careful, sasuke-kun…”

to which sasuke would pause again, looking up to meet her eyes for a long moment, before his lips would tug and he’d say, “im not worrying. im just noticing that your breasts are quite…” a faint smirk would play at his mouth, “…different.”

her cheeks would flush. “d-different?”

“hmm. bigger.” her blush would darken, his eyes would gleam. he’d kiss her again, kneading her breast quite appreciatively. “softer.”

the redness to her cheeks would now be absolutely feverish. she’d smack his shoulder a bit, before pulling him against her to bury her face in his neck. “sasuke-kun! stop embarrassing me…”

he’d just chuckle a little, so softly. “i like them,” he’d say.

“like this?”

“however. they’re always nice.”

giggling, she’d pull back, and kiss his cheek. “that was cute.”

he’d kiss her again just to shut her up.

(because of course, ‘cute’ is not something he ever wants to be used to define him.)

off limits | 02 (m)

pairing: kim seokjin x reader
genre/warnings: smut, dirty talk, dom! Jin 
words: 7,520
summary: you’ve been lusting after your brother’s best friend for a while now, ever since you met him at a house party, flirting it up a storm as you failed to realise who the other was. That was months ago now and things are still awkward, but you can’t ignore the sexual tension that’s simmers between the two of you…and it keeps getting worse…

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a/n: if you squint, you can see the beginnings of a plot haha!

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sanha kept smiling or trying not to smile throughout this whole performance and it’s literally the cutest thing ever

anonymous asked:

How would ut/uf/us/sf skeleton bros react if they made their brother cry? something like during an argument or with a joke/comment that they made

Sans:  oh no.  Oh No.  OH NO. OOOOOOH NOOOOOO.  If they were arguing, Papyrus won.  If it was a joke Sans is never ever ever joking about it again.  If it was a comment, it is retracted at the speed of light.   Whatever he has to do to bring back his happy Pappy.  He could not feel worse, and will not be back to normal Sans levels for a while.

Papyrus:  It was one of those days for Sans, where keeping it all together feels like a nearly impossible task.  Usually he pulls through ok, his smile never falling, but… today a small comment broke the camel’s back.  He scrabbles to pick up the pieces of his mask, but it’s too late, the dam is broken and smashed on the ground and oh no it’s ALL coming out.  Papyrus’s first reaction is total shock.  He has never seen his brother cry in his life.  He didn’t even consider it as a possibility.  And then he is confused.  What did he way?  What happened?  Why?  And hot on the heels of that is a crushing wall of pure dismay.  “I AM SO SORRY, SANS!“  “no, no, no, i’m alright.“  "NO I’M SORRY."  "no, it’s fine it’s not-"  "I WILL NEVER SAY THAT AGAIN IT IS NOT FINE."  "no, no, it’s ok bro, i’m ok."  "NO I CLEARLY UPSET YOU AND-”  This goes on for a while.  Finally Sans just leaves, and Papyrus is very very nice to him for a while after that.

Red:  Edge immediately retreats to his room so he doesn’t seem weak, acting as if he’s just huffy, but Red catches the tears in Edge’s sockets and feels his soul sink down all the way to his pelvis.  And not in a good way.  He just sits there a moment, feeling like the biggest asshole in the world.  God, he’s bad at this kind of thing.  Later he just.. cracks the door open and slides in a bowl of oatmeal with little dinosaur eggs.  Edge’s guilty favorite.

Edge:  This is… surreal.  He’s seen Red cry before, he knows he has.   But the memories are vague, he’s unsure exactly when he’s seen Red cry. He was very young then and besides… the memories are in a dark place, where all of The Bad Things are kept.  His vision swims while he tries to process this, struggling as if through waist high mud.  By the time he can un-clench his jaw Red is gone and Edge feels… he feels a little sick.  Later he slides some lasagna in one a plate through the cracked door, and he’s nicer to him besides. 

Blue:  He’s crying too.  “PAPY I’M SOOO SORRY!!”  He pulls Honey into a tight hug- just a little too tight, but Honey hugs back all the same, patting Blue’s head.  “WHAT DID I SAY?!  TELL ME NOW AND I’LL NEVER SAY IT AGAIN!!”  Surprise surprise, Honey actually tells him what’s wrong, albeit awkwardly and while downplaying the whole thing.  Blue has seen Honey cry before, and they’ve worked out plenty of arguments in the past.  Blue listens attentively, not interrupting once, and afterwards makes absolutely positive not to hurt Honey’s feelings like that again.  “STILL BEST BROS?”  “heh, yeah.  still best bros.”

Honey:  Oooooooh fuck.  Knowing Blue’s love for hugs he falls to his knees, wrapping his arms around Blue.  He doesn’t ask; he knows Blue will tell him when he’s ready -he’s accidentally made Blue cry before too- though he probably already  knows.  And when he does he’s silent, nodding along and rubbing Blue’s back.  “i’m sorry bro.  hey, i get it.  i won’t say that again.”

Black:  Black gently reaches out, grabs Puppy’s arms…. and violently shakes him back and forth.  “BE HAPPY!!!”  “whoa, bro, hey-”  “HAPPY TIME IS NOW!!!”  This, amazingly, works because Puppy bursts out laughing. “pfft, hahahaha!!”  “YES, THIS IS GOOD!!!”  And like that they both just drop it, though Black still wonders what exactly he said.   So, just in case, he never says any of the things he said immediately before Puppy started crying again. 

Puppy:  Aaaaaaaaaaah!!!  The internal screaming in his head is matched by Black’s external screaming; the moment he feels wetness in his sockets he’s deflecting, getting angry, his oldest and truest defense mechanism.  Puppy waits patiently for Black to stop, and then whispers with head bowed, “i’m sorry…”  Black stares at him for a moment, fist clenched, before turning on his heel.  “I FORGIVE YOU.  JUST DO NOT DO IT AGAIN.”   Puppy tries to make it up to him later, gifting him the sort of expensive luxuries he goes for.  It is very tempting but…  “THAT.. THAT IS NOT NECESSARY!  I SAID THAT I FORGIVE YOU, WEREN’T YOU LISTENING?!”  Black pulls Puppy into one of his rare hugs, eyes squeezed shut.  “YOU.. YOU DID NOT DESERVE THAT OUTBURST.  I AM SORRY..  YOU DO NOT OWE ME ANY DEBT!”

work for it | reggie mantle (riverdale)

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it was just another pep rally for the river vixens but for cheryl blossom it meant that there was another opportunity to be in the spotlight, being the captain and all.

you smile over to your red headed best friend, she was nervous like always. her parents had attended every single bulldog/vixen event but after jason’s death they had stopped because the memories flooded back each time they sat in those bleachers.

tonight was different though, tonight both blossom parents were here to support the teenage girl, so we had practice every damn day for at least a few hours. 

we had to make this rally perfect so cheryl could show her parents what they’ve been missing.

“you know this routine inside and out cheryl, you could do it in your sleep” you reassure her placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.

“thank you” she smiles softly at you “what are best friends for?” you giggle bumping her hip with your own as you apply your last coat of mascara to your eyelashes.

it was our fifth and final period and cheryl had ordered an emergency practice which resulted us being forced out to practice on the field with the jocks because the gym was being occupied by freshman gym class.

“5 minute break” cheryl yells allowing us to rest and hydrate.

you wonder over to the drinks table pouring yourself a cup a icy water from the cooler they leave there for the jocks.

“drinking our water i see?” you jump at the sudden voice almost covering yourself in water “god you scared me” you mumble wiping your mouth of the fallen liquid.

it was the one and only reggie mantle, it was common knowledge to all the kids at riverdale high that the raven haired jock had a thing for you. you flirted back and fourth tension building between the two of you.

he’d asked you out multiple times as well as half the other guys on the team but you refused to date anyone of them. the girls on your squad were puzzled at your decision to turn down only the best of riverdale high but you just shrugged it off.

you didn’t want to fall into the stereo type of an ‘easy’ cheerleader.

its not that you weren’t attracted to him because god, you were. he was tall, strong one of the best bodies in your year but he was more than that. you were the only one who’d seen past his bad boy jock facade.

he had everybody fooled, except you.

“can’t a hard working vixen get herself some cold water?”

he smirks “depends” he steps closer continuing to flirt

“will this working hard-gorgeous vixen want to go on a date with this beautiful specimen of a bulldog”

you roll your eyes placing the cup back down on the table

“you know what I’m actually not that thirsty” you turn and walk back toward your squad, swinging your hips as you know his eyes are watching your every agonising move.

“your going to have to try harder than that reg” you yell to the boy

he bites his clenched fist before jogging over to his jock friends.

you begin to stretch when cheryl approach you a smirk evident on her face. you grab her shoulder to stabilise yourself as you tuck one foot up.

“what are you doing?” she questions you, looking you up and down then behind you were you know reggie is staring based on the voice of coach clayton yelling at the poor boy.

“mantle! ball. over here” you giggle turning and giving the small boy a wave

“gosh (y/n) why don’t you just say yes!” the captain fumes at you.

“because its reggie cheryl” you muse taking a break from the stretching.

she huffs crossing her arms over her chest.

“oh c’mon you don’t seriously think i should go out with him? you hate reggie and me dating jocks remember what happened last time?”

she ignores you staring off behind you

“god what are you looking out” you turn spotting a familiar red head looking your way.

you smile and wave at your long time friend before turning and facing your best friend.”

“oh. my. god.” you squeal bouncing on your feet

“what now?” she snaps

you grin widely “you have a thing for andrews gah this is golden!!”

her eyes widen and she shakes her head “no i don’t!” she defends 

you laugh clapping your hands together

“it doesn’t matter his into you- they’re all freaking into you”

your features soften “cheryl archie is NOT into me” 

“I’m serious its completely platonic- wait what does this have to do with me and mantle?” you question dipping down to touch your toes.

“well if you start seeing the bimbo jock-” you interrupt her “don’t call him that”

she sighs “anyways if you start seeing each other than you my dear friend can put in a good word with efron- and then we can have double dates at pop’s!”

“god you didn’t just refer to archie as zac efron” you giggle

she narrows her eyes causing you to shoot your hands up “fine fine ill put in a good word to archiekins, i don’t need reggie for that”.

you bend down again touching your toes when you hear whistles and a huge thud.

you both turn quickly glancing as reggie is sprawled out onto the floor clutching his head as he rips off his helmet. before you know it your legs are carrying you over to the injured boy dropping to your knees as you approach him

“reg oh my god are you okay what happened?!” you bout running your hands over his face worry covering your expression like a blanket.

he winces trying to stand up only to stumble down, you stand quickly trying to bare all his weight. “arch” you mumble begging for the bulldog to help you out.

he swoops over holding the boy up, “what happened?!” you exclaim glancing at his team mates they all go quite holding in laughter “what?!” you ask confessed looking to your friend and the injured raven haired jock.

arch sighs laughing before answering “someone was having a good look at your ass and moose clocked him because someone didn’t have his head in the game”

you laugh covering your mouth as your cheeks heat up “hey i wasn’t-” he tries to defend himself leaning against his team mate.

“oh im sure you weren’t” you tease poking his chest

“practice is over mantle your on the beach tonight” he throws his hands in the air in frustration pulling away from the support of his red headed best friend

“c'mon coach-” coach clayton tucks his clipboard under his arm pointing a finger at the raven headed captain “i can’t afford you trying to show off to your girl- rest up”

your eyes fall to the ground blushing as Reggies attempts to cover up what his coach just said

a laugh spills from your mouth but your hands dart up to stop anymore from being realised. he glances at you with pleading eyes his rosy cheeks evident on his tan skin.

“(y/n)!” you turn to see your best friend yelling your name “i gotta get back to practice to you need help getting him to the bench?”

archie shakes his head adjusting his grip on the sulking boy “nah we’re good, go back to cheryl before she bursts a vessel”

you give the two boys a two finger salute before winking and rushing back over to your hot headed cheer captain

“jeez cap don’t get your knickers in a knot” you complain throwing your hair up into a pony tail.

she huffs turning and clapping to get the vixens attention “lets go bitches formation!” she yells

you roll your eyes getting into position catching the boys staring as we start our routine. “be right back” you mumble to the red head before jogging over to the pair on the first row of the bleachers

“yes” you smile catching reggies attention, the ice pack of his head slipping as he moves his hand away. they share a confused glance before looking back at the dumb smile on your face.

“wait what?” the raven haired boy chuckles nervously “ill come with you- on a date. pop’s. tonight” you speak with confidence twirling your hair.

a smile grows on his lips “really?” you dip down to reach his eye level “as long as ginger god comes too, for my ginger goddess” you point to the anger cheerleader standing with her vixens

“deal?” you question smile lazily placing your hand on his thigh

he looks to archie and he shrugs “im in” you give your friend a fist pump before looking back to the shy boy “deal” he finally speaks smiling up at me.

“what made you change your mind?” he asks nervously

you bite your lip backing away “i told you mantle, you had to work for it”

his smugness overwhelms his features archie elbow him in giddiness as he watches his friend flirt with the girl of his jock dreams

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