what in the friggin name of cuteness

🌻💛cute asks inspired by peachisty's tags💛🌻

friggin: what calms you down when you’re frustrated?

cutieee: what is something you find irresistibly cute (besides yourself)?

confirmed: what are you confident about?

bean: if you had magic beans what would you want them to do?

cozy bee: what is your ideal lazy day?

strawbs: if you were a fruit what fruit would you be and why?

oogles: make up a new word that includes your name! what does it mean?

pretty: describe one outfit you feel the best in!

pure sunshines: think of one of your best days ever and tell all!

as heck: biggest thing on your bucketlist right now!

angel bee: what’s something that smells heavenly to you?

ohmygod: most exciting thing you’ve ever done or want to do!

aaah!: name a few songs you can sing your heart out to.

cutie pie: what’s your favorite sweet thing?

okie dokes: what is one thing you’re always down to do?

dis me: quick! three facts about yourself!

:~): top three faces or emojis you use!

wow so prets: someone you admire (besides yourself and peachisty)

luv: someone or something you love to pluto and back.

ANTI-shippers??!?!! Seriously? 😂

So I’m just now finding out that there is actually such a thing as ANTI shippers. This is beyond pitiful. Guys, it’s as if people have run out of ways to bully others and are making up new ways, despite how pathetic their attempts may be. How bored do you have to be in life to be an “anti shipper”? Honestly. I thought that’s what NOTP’s were for? Is it not enough to simply not ship Ereri or not ship Otayuri or whatever other pairings people like to trip balls over? It’s not contributing anything to society. Really it’s not. People who ship Fictional ANIMATED characters are not endorsing anything irl. In fact we join fandoms and get to know each other to escape real life cuz quite frankly it’s boring half the time and just flat out depressing the other half of the time. I’m just confused as to why people feel the need to seek out negativity. I haven’t seen Killing Stalking (I think that’s what it’s called?). Hell it might not even be an anime. It might be a manga. I don’t friggin know. But “Antis” (isn’t it cute how they give themselves a name?) fuss at people who ship the characters in that because for some reason they assume people who ship these fictional characters (with NO IMPACT on real life people) are cool with this shit in real life. By that logic authors who write about murderers and rapists would be considered awful people. But guess what. Most people don’t see things that way because there’s such a thing as growing a pair and dealing with things that make you uncomfortable. The only pairing out of the ones I’ve mentioned that I actually ship is Otayuri, but do I have a problem with Ereri? No not at all. It would be stupid to. Ridiculous actually because at the end of the day it’s fiction. So fellow shippers, please don’t let the Anti’s (lol so cute) get you down. They’re clearly very bored and need a purpose in life and so bullying is what they’ve chosen. They don’t need our judgement. They need to be prayed for. End rant. Good night. God bless. Namaste. Whatever the fuxk.

dating nct hansol!!!1!!!

• hansol’s pretty quiet
• you guys speak satoori w each other a lot and everyone in the group thinks it’s super funny and entertaining
• the quiet couple in front of everyone else
• but when you two are alone you guys laugh like, 25/8
• you’re the only person that knows where he’s the most ticklish
• he’s ticklish, literally everywhere except his stomach ok he’s, it’s great
• “if we ever have kids-”
• “hans-”
• “let’s name the first one after a character in dragon ball”
• you guys watch anime together all the time omg
• yuta sometimes joins
• you guys don’t mind, yuta’s like, you guys’ best friend. he’s the sassy best friend in every best trio friends movie
• “THAT SCENE IS SO UNREALISTIC. I’D KNOW I’M JAPANESE.”
• wiggles
• dancing
• he’s so good at dancing
• he tried to teach you how to dance once
• he still uses the video he secretly took to blackmail you
• he watches it when he’s tired or upset. always makes him laugh.
• HIM IN WHITE, BUTTON UP DRESS SHIRTS.
• SO SEXY.
• HE KNOWS IT’S SEXY. HE KNOWS.
• SLICK BASTARD.
• jk please give hansol all the love. he deserves it. poor boy, locked up down in the basement.
• hansol is super protective
• like an older brother who actually cares
• he asks you a lot of questions like “how are you today?” “did you have fun today?”
• once he asked if you ate and you said no and he was like “oh my-” and hung up
• he drove all the way to your house with yuta and taeyong and made them move a whole bunch of snacks and drinks and food and made the other two guys move them into your house and he gave you a small awkward hug and brushed through your hair with his fingers and was like “you need to be healthy okay? even if you’re busy, please eat”
• and boy were you guilty bc you literally forgot to eat bc you were watching the office for the 17th time and binge watching all the anime that you’ve ever watched, ever
• he sometimes calls you every 5 minutes if he feels uneasy about you going somewhere alone and when he can’t accompany you and keep you safe
• “where are u now”
• “…the same place i was 5 minutes ago hansol. at the bus stop.”
• your parents first thought he was rude and told you not to meet him
• but then they talked to him a bit and realized that he was really quiet and unresponsive bc he was nervous
• they love him now ok your siblings love him too bc he’s super cool and tall and god he’s just a tree
• he got you a super fluffy teddy bear once
• it’s holding a heart that says “i love you” and it’s one of those voice recording bears, he recorded himself saying “i love you”
• it’s your most treasured item ever
• hansol gets jealous pretty easily but he never voices it out to you, he just gets a little more affectionate.
• he puts you in between his legs or puts you up on his lap and plays with your hair and gets crazy close to your neck (god), rests his chin on your shoulder, kisses your temple
• he takes a lot of pictures of you it’s the sweetest, cutest thing.
• his phone wallpaper is a picture that he took of you playing with jaemin and jeno
• his lock screen is a picture of you and him together after one of his dance performances
• hansol doesn’t cry much but when you do, he’s often lost and kind of awkward, but he gives you a nice hug and gives you nice kisses on the top of your head
• hansol gives really nice, sweet kisses
• his hands rest on your hips and your arms wrap around his neck and sometimes your hands tangle in his hair
• sweaty, in his white button up dress shirts (BRINGING THAT BACK), dark black pants, after practice = seX. ok im sorry.
• but fr that exists and it’s great ok.
• HANSOL HAS THE BEST, MOST FLEXIBLE HIPS I S WE A R.
• hansol loves talking to you, he’s pretty like, boring on text bc it’s “awkward” and “strange” to him, he calls you a lot
• hansol tried to cook for you once
• he did pretty well the first time actually
• then he got too confident and then almost burned the house down the second time he tried cooking.
• the closest thing to cooking you guys do is microwaving chinese food and making jello
• hansol is super tall and his height comes in handy, very often.
• “HANSOL, BABE CAN YOU GET THAT BOWL ON THE TOP SHELF FOR-”
• “got you covered.”
• his biggest turn on is when you’re in one of his shirts that are too long on you, with a pair of shorts or nothing underneath except for your underwear and when you get on your tippy toes trying to get something on the highest shelf and your thighs kind of shows and god he loves it so mu c h, never have you guys not at least made out when that happened
• hansol is very, dominant
• he loves dirty talk goD.
• his hand sneaks into your inner thigh, a lot, ok bye im dead
• reading manga, eating snacks, and watching anime on your laptop on hansol’s bed, totally not involved in any sex, is a thing and it’s one of the dorkiest things you guys do, but it’s also one of the most common thing in your relationship
• hansol has a really high alcohol tolerance
• you, however, do not and hansol also, takes videos of you drunk, and uses it for blackmail.
• hansol has got a lot of shit on you and that’s what makes your relationship 98% more interesting.
• you guys sometimes just sit down and watch weird shit he’s recorded of you and laugh
• “ur so dumb”
• “hansol shut up”
• yuta has a lot of shit on both of you
• yuta sends one weird thing he has on the two of you every two weeks in a group chat.
• you, don’t even know half the things yuta send and when or how or where he got these videos
• he literally sent a video of you kissing a cow’s tail on new years while yelling “HAPPY ST PATRICKS DAY!” and pinched the cow for not wearing green and started crying because you were alone today and it was easter and bunnies made you cry bc they’re so fluffy and cute. it was a saturday. in june. you were with hansol and yuta and probably doyoung too. hansol tried to stop you from crying. yuta swears you weren’t drunk and that you were sane and you were just possessed.
• you were probably drunk.
• “wow u guys are really cute together”
• “johnny. im cute together with everybody.”
• “(y/n)”
• “hansol i love u”
• hansol’s lowkey not insecure at all
• he’s very confident about your feelings for him
• he knows you love him
• and it’s true you do love him
• hansol doesn’t say “i love you” a lot
• but he says it occasionally and it totally melts you
• hansol has a tumblr
• so does johnny
• they get together and scroll through their memes and send you the funny ones
• half of them are made by you
• but they don’t need to know that
• he carries you bridal style pretty often
• ADORABLE THE MOST ADORABLE COUPLE OK
• he’s so kept to himself bc he’s a strong “busan man”
• but we all know, you esp, that he’s a baby and a little 9 year old boy trapped in a large, 183 cm man’s body
• he calls you princess
• YES. HE CALLS YOU PRINCESS OK. DEAL. WITH. IT. IT’S CUTE.
• hansol, ok this is like really underrated and not canon, but hansol loves it when you read for him like, read his favorite books to him out loud or reads anything out loud, he loves your voice and he just, loves you reading things for him
• ok on a side note, hansol loves your singing, doesn’t matter if you can or can’t sing, to hansol, it’ll sound good, no matter what.
• hansol friggin loves your hair
• hansol friggin loves your smile
• hansol and your selfies are on point ok
• sexy selfies, hot selfies, cute selfies, couple selfies, YOU NAME IT, YOU GUYS ROCK IT.
• you guys keep the whole “WE’RE A COUPLE” thing lowkey
• ok but you guys have couple rings
• and couple bracelets
• you guys took a vacation to an amusement park and you guys bought one of those cute animal ear headbands and took a whole bunch of selfies
• it’s your phone wallpaper
• you guys have super intense staring contests
• pokemon battles
• you guys go out and buy and collect pokemon cards and have battles
• intense ok. intense.
• pokemon go
• pokemon go all the time
• “HANSOL”
• “what? are you ok-”
• “GET OVER HERE. THERE’S A DRAGONITE HERE.”
• “WHERE ARE YOU.”
• messy bun, trainers, talk tops and jackets for you, and messy bed hair, comfy adidas pants, a lightweight shirt for hansol.
• hansol isn’t THAT interested in fashion but he always manage to look good
• you guys go to the beach sometimes and goD it’s fun
• he sprays water on you and you two make sand castles and write each other’s names in the sand like “I LOVE HANSOL!” “I LOVE (Y/N)!”
• on halloween you two dressed as vampires
• you guys looked hoT.
• hansol is always there to comfort and talk to you when you feel bad or have a problem or feel insecure
• he’s not a good talker, really, but he’s such a great listener
• but sometimes he’d talk for hours about topics that he’s passionate about
• it’s really cute
• aegyo is funny with hansol
• he’s so good at aegyo, that it makes you just, CRINGE SO HARD SOMETIMES AND YOU GIVE HIM HUGS and HE LAUGHS
• hansol’s LAUGH.
• SO PRECIOUS.
• you learned so much satoori from hansol ok this is random bc i talked about satoori 49405005 bullets ago but fr you guys’ satoori is the best
• you get very defensive over hansol
• if anyone insults hansol-
• ok if anyone other than the nct members, jokingly-
• -insults hansol, you will burst like a volcano
• hansol loves you for it but sometimes you get a lil scary
• but he still loves you for it bc you’re the first person who was willing to protect him like that
• hansol isn’t very good with words on a daily basis, but still
• one time-
• OK STORY TIME
• one time you guys have just started actually dating and all the pressure of being a good girlfriend was honestly driving you crazy
• and hansol, didn’t know how to really, comfort you. but he wanted to.
• so, hansol, being as extra as he is, decided to write you a letter about all the reasons why he loves you and stuff like that, you know
• and he made yuta give you the letter LOL
• and when you read it you started crying and hansol sat next to you and patted your back gently and gave you a nice hug and kissed you
• yes that was your first kiss
• and yes it was amazing
• ok hansol is pretty extra. in a really lowkey way.
• hansol’s room is full of posters
• anime posters
• and manga
• ji hansol. one of nct members that’ll probably say “you had a crush on me? that’s embarassing.” in the future
• “hansol. we’re married”
• “…still!”
• hansol is fr a super tall, hot, nerd.
• and you love that so much ok no joke wow this is amazing how’d you land such a wonderful guy
• you love hansol
• hansol loves you
• pls get married and have beautiful children together.

ok THIS IS HANSOLLLLLLLLLLL. hansol has been giving me mad feels these days i just can’t w hansol. JI HANSOL IS WONDERFUL. please give him more love.

Boyfriend! Suho

I hope you like it!! ALSO HAPPY 5 YEAR ANNIVERSARY EXO (my ult)!!❤️❤️ 

When He First Sees You

  • Okay so I imagine first seeing Junmyeon at like a zoo
  • And he’d be with the giraffes and feeding them!! (cute x110)
  • Oh! He’d also like to take a selfie with the giraffe, but its so tol and he’s so smol sO YEAAHH
  • That’s when you notice so you casually walk over to the giraffes’ area
  • Only to feed the giraffes of but Suho would think you’re like his savior or something
  • He’d be like “OH THANK THE HEAVENS YOU’RE HERE. These darn giraffes just won’t let me––”
  • And you’re looking at him slightly amused because he looks so fit but the words that just came out of his mouth WERE SO CUTE (again, cute x110)
  • “Oh sorry, I should’ve introduced myself. My apologies. My name is Kim Junmyeon aka Suho for short, and currently I cannot seem to get this giraffe to compromise and get in the friggin’ frame!”
  • “I’m sorry to hear that, Kim Junmyeon aka Suho for short. Would you like me to actually take a photo of the both you??”
  • AND HIS FACE JUST LIGHTS UP AND HE’S LIKE “OK OK THANK YOU”

How He Asks You Out

  • So.. you ended up taking the photo with your phone instead of his..
  • Which is lowkey what Junmyeon wanted in the first place because he’s probably found his soulmate
  • I mean who else would offer to take a photo of a grown man who’s been arguing with a giraffe about a selfie?
  • “Does this look okay?”
  • “Yes yeah yes it looks perfectly fine! Thank you so much!”
  • “Here’s your phone back btw”
  • “Erm.. I think this is yours. You could just give me your number and send it to me, though.”
  • And you’re hesitant because 1.) was he trying to be smooth or 2.) did he not realize that he just asked for your number
  • It wasn’t until later in the afternoon when texts you “I hope this was smooth enough for you lol! I just wanted to ask.. you know how long a giraffe’s neck is? Well (even if you don’t) if you give me the chance, our could last longer. Right?”
  • Dad jokes already? You were hooked. Instantly.

Your Relationship

  • First of all,,,, dad jokes for daysssss
  • “Babe babe babe! How do you make a kleenex dance??”
  • “….”
  • “YOU PUT A LITTLE BOOGIE IN IT.”
  • “JUNMYEON, THAT IS DISGUSTING.”
  • “IT WAS FUNNY THOUGH.”
  • I don’t really see Junmyeon as being a excessive pda type of guy
  • In public, there’d be handholding and small forehead pecks
  • In private, he’d cuddle you often and offer to carry you around the house on a piggyback ride
  • There’d be LOTS of gym selcas
  • Either it’d be a candid photo of him, you laying on the floor while he’s taking a selca, or a sweaty selca of the both of you after a hardcore parkour workout / exercise.
  • This is also the time where Junmyeon would have a bit of an adrenaline rush and only you could calm him (if you know what I mean)
  • To kinda conclude this whole thing, I think Suho would be a very mature partner. Marriage wouldn’t be too far away (he might even propose tomorrow who knows lol)! It’d be easy to picture family life with him and how he would handle becoming a father because he shows paternal-like traits already.  Because of this, everyone would be excited for your near future together as Mr. and Mrs. Kim Junmyeon.

Originally posted by daenso

The Little Things

@hollysleeps Requested:  Could you do one where you’re a new agent & the group loves you. You learn every detail about them, both big & small, from who likes their coffee how, who is dating who & how their dates go. Who likes what for breakfast & who doesn’t eat it. You know, all those small things that people appreciate you remembering. And they realize they know nothing about you or anything you like and feel guilty so Buck tries to learn as much as he can.  

Pairing: Bucky x Avenger!Reader

Warnings: FLUFF GALORE, Alcohol Use, and Suggestive Language.

Word Count: 2,373

A/N: So. Friggin’. Cute. You guys are going to love this and I love it too. Hope you enjoy! x.T

Your name: submit What is this?


         “Okay, what about twenty questions?” Tony asked, leaning back in his seat next to you on the white couch. The team had been invited over to the Tower for your guys’ day off, just to drink, hang out, and not focus on the world for a night. You all had wanted to do something and after Banner being shot down, Tony suggested something.

           You sat on the edge of your cushion, your drink in one hand, and you swirled the ice around with your finger. Then, you took it out of the drink and sipped the alcoholic beverage. It was an acrid taste as it slid down your throat, but you’ve been drinking it for the past hour, so the taste was something you’d gotten used to.

           Steve shook his head at Tony’s idea. “Not everyone would be willing to participate.” He glanced over at Natasha. She sat in a chair, hers legs crossed, and a glass of red wine in one hand.

           Tony clapped his hands together. “How about we change the rules? We ask everyone a question—that doesn’t retain to anyone’s past, about someone, and whoever answers it correctly gets bragging rights?” Everyone looked around each other, before Natasha nodded her head.

           Steve, Bucky, and Sam were all squished onto a couch, while Clint and Banner had brought over bar stools on either side of their couch. Thor was in a seat like Natasha’s, with his arms splayed over the white leather, and an Asgardian-enhanced drink in hand. You sat next to Tony and Wanda on the other large couch across from the super soldiers.

           “I’ll ask the first question: What’s my favorite for breakfast?” Tony set his drink on the coffee table, his eyes gazing around at the group.

           “Pancakes?” Natasha piped up, hoping she got a lucky guess.

           “Wrong.” The group settled into silence again, and you bit your lip. You knew exactly what it was.

           “You like an omelet with extra cheese, and you make the chef remake it if it has bell peppers…” You said, meeting Tony’s surprised features. He them smiled and picked up his glass, holding it up.

           “Right on the money, Y/N.” Tony clinked his glass against yours, before you both took a sip. Everyone looked slightly impressed at how you knew, but it wasn’t that hard to realize. Whenever Tony had you guys over, you were always up early enough to see what he ate, and the chef would often put peppers in his omelet. Tony always complained to you about how they ruined the taste.

           Wanda nodded and sat forward, she asked, “Who knows how many times a week I train?” She looked around at the group, seeing them all contemplating, but you sat back and took a drink. You knew that one too.

           You weren’t paying attention to the fact that the metal-armed soldier beside Steve was watching you intently, recognizing the look of someone who knew what others didn’t. He had opted against alcohol for the night, so he lifted his glass of ice water to his lips, his eyes ghosting over every little move you made. You sensed someone’s eyes on you and cast your gaze across the group, but whoever was looking at you masked it well.

           Clint had made a few guesses, coming up short every time, and Wanda shook her head with a smile. Tony turned to look at you, he saw how you hadn’t even tried to think over this. “Y/N, do you know?”

           You sat up and set your drink on the coffee table, avoiding everyone’s eyes, before smiling at Wanda. “You train everyday, even when not permitted. You say it helps you focus on the power you wield.”

           Wanda let out a soft laugh, “I forgot you always help me out, often playing as subject.” You couldn’t help the smile on your face and you shook your head, the team looked impressed already. Yet, all you did was pay attention to the things they do.

           After going through Natasha, Clint, and Sam, everyone was asking you the questions. Your eyes rested on Bucky, who was up next, and his lips curved up when you looked at him.

           You always had a soft spot for the soldier and sometimes would take time to chat with him over coffee late at night. He was soft spoken and always listened to what you had to say, he always was kind to you, and even let you put refrigerator magnets on his metal arm one time. You and Bucky had wanted to see how many you could get on, but you ended up running out of magnets. Bucky opened himself up to you all the time and was grateful to have someone other than Steve understand him.

           Bucky asked, “How many magnets can be put on my arm?” You bit your bottom lip and his eyes glistened with amusement, knowing he stumped everyone else.

           Steve turned to his best friend, the look on his face priceless. “Magnets?”

           “Yeah, on the fridge.” Bucky said nonchalantly. You hid your grin behind your drink, sipping slowly, because if anyone else saw you, they would know what you did.

           Tony raised his brows. “I’m surprised I didn’t think to do that.” He then glanced over at you and a smile spread across his features, Tony nudged your arm with his elbow. “Was it your idea?”

           “Thirty-six magnets, to be exact. We ran out.” You answered, uncrossing your legs and exchanging smiles with the metal-armed soldier. The group laughed at the prospect of the dead serious super soldier, sitting with his arm extended on the counter, with you carefully placing magnets on the metal.

           Banner gestured to you, “Why don’t you ask us a question? You seem to know everything about us.” You felt the focus bear down on you and you heard blood rushing in your ears, but you played off you nervousness with a cool smile.

           “Okay, I’ll ask one,” You sat forward and was ready for the disappointment, “Why was I brought in to be an Avenger?” Everyone quieted and looked away, but Bucky kept his eyes on you. He was realizing something about you and while you awkwardly sipped your drink in the dead silence, Bucky was trying to figure you out.

           Bucky wondered why the whole team trusted you with everything, and why he always was compelled to tell you things. It almost came naturally, trusting you, and he froze when he realized. The reason Fury brought you onto the team, was because of your power to have anyone trust you when in your presence, and why you always went on missions alone.

           Bucky cleared his throat and said, “Because of your power. You make people trust you and tell you everything.” You stopped and stared at him, and he continued, “Yet, you never tell us anything.” The guilt that always hung over you made your gaze drop to the ground, and your stomach churned with uneasiness. You didn’t want to hide anything from the team, but it is hard to trust someone who has the power to have everyone spill their secrets too.

           Tony rested his hand on your back and said, “Well, it isn’t Y/N’s fault. We never bother to ask about her.” The team had to thank Tony for putting it so bluntly.

           “Thanks, Tony.” You forced a small smile, before finishing off your drink. “I think I’m going to call it a night.” You set the glass on the coffee table and got to your feet, not looking at anyone as you walked towards the stairs that lead down to the rooms. No one said a word as you left the room, and you quickly shut yourself away.


           You were curled up in your blankets with the lamp on the nightstand turned on. You were flicking through a handful of photos of your family, quickly getting over the fact no one had bothered to come down. Well, yet.

           A knock sounded from the door of your room and you quickly set the photos down, before making your way over. You opened the door and was surprised to see Bucky standing there. He was in a black t-shirt and sweatpants, his head jerked up when you opened the door.

           “Hey, can I come in?” Bucky asked softly, and you stepped aside to let him in. He moved past you and you shut the door behind his large form, before you returned to sitting against the headboard of your bed. You patted the space beside you and Bucky slid onto the bed next to you, he stretched his legs out, and crossed his arms over his chest.

           He sighed, “I’m sorry about what happened out there.”

           You looked over at him to see his gaze was already resting on you, and you shook your head. “It’s okay, Bucky. You were right.” He hesitated a moment, before he reached out and gently grasped your hand. The callouses on his fingers were rough against the smooth skin of your hand, and his hand easily wrapped around yours, it sent a pleasant warmth up your arm. He ran his thumb over your knuckles, and you squeezed his hand gently.

           “I’m always telling you about me, and I haven’t bothered to ask about you.” Bucky pursed his lips and looked at his hand grasping yours, he then lifted your hand to his lips, and pressed a gentle kiss to your knuckles.

           Your cheeks flared with heat and you leaned into his shoulder, the warmth and solidarity of his body drawing you in. You said softly, “So, how about we play twenty questions—for real?”

           “Okay, what did you think when we first met?” Bucky turned his body so he could face you, and he held your hand on his leg that he had brought up between the both of you. You couldn’t help the smile that tugged at your lips.

           You sighed and tried to relive that day again, before you raised a brow, “I’m going to be honest with you, but I had thought Steve was hot, until you showed up on our doorstep.”

           Bucky snorted and couldn’t help the grin on his face, your face was hot, and Bucky loved seeing you blushing so hard. You ducked your head in embarrassment, before Bucky squeezed your hand. It was your turn, so you asked, “What did you think when we first met?”

           His dark blue eyes softened when they met yours, and his voice was so smooth and gentle. “I thought you were the most beautiful person in the world,” Bucky released your hand to reach up and brush his fingers against your cheekbone, “And I still do.”

           You couldn’t break his gaze and your heart was beating so hard, you thought it would jump right out of your chest. The brush of his fingers made your skin tingle, and you were completely under his spell, as your lips parted. Bucky’s eyes flickered slowly between your gaze and your lips, before he slowly began to lean towards you.

           He used one hand to hold himself up and cupped your cheek with the other, the cold hardness of the metal against your skin something you’ve only ever imagined happening in your dreams. Bucky’s nose brushed yours and your eyes fluttered closed, finding yourself leaning towards him to close the space.

           Bucky pulled away slightly and you opened your eyes, he whispered, “I have one more question…” You hummed to acknowledge it, and he continued, “Will you kiss me?”

           “Yes,” You said almost a little too quickly.

           Then, you both crashed against each other, his lips melding to yours. He leaned into you, his metal hand holding your lips to his. You kissed him slowly, yet all you wanted was him to kiss you like there was no tomorrow. You wrapped your arms around his neck, sliding your fingers into the soft locks of his hair, and you parted your lips slightly. Bucky took that chance and his tongue touched yours, and you were clambering onto him, his hands now tugging on your hair, and gripping your waist.

           You moaned softly when he sucked your bottom lip into his mouth, before tugging it gently with his teeth.  His scruff tickled your jaw as he pressed gentle, wet kisses in a trail along your pulse. Bucky’s fingers slid beneath the hem of your shirt and his thumbs pressed into your hip bones.

           You breathed, “Bucky, let’s—fuck, let’s slow down…” He pulled away from you, his eyes dark with lust, before he nodded. You slid off of him and straightened your shirt out, your chests were heaving as you caught your breaths, and Bucky grasped your hand.

           “At first, I thought you meant something else.” Bucky’s voice was breathless and husky, showing how aroused he was.

           You looked over at him and smiled, “Well, you did that thing with your lips…”

           Bucky’s lips tugged up, before he sighed, “Okay, so it’s your turn now.”

           You propped your head up with your hand, and lay on your side, facing the soldier. You thought for a moment, before asking, “What do you think everyone is wondering out there, because of how long you’ve been gone?”

           “That we are playing more than just twenty questions.”

           “Okay, your turn.”

           He looked up at the ceiling, his brow furrowing. “What’s your favorite color?”

           The simplicity of the question caught you by surprised, before you really pondered it. Every color you seemed to like, so you answered, “I don’t exactly have one. I’ve always thought they were all pretty.”


           The next hour rolled by of asking each other small questions, questions about your favorite foods, to your favorite day of the week, and eventually the questions stopped. You were laying with your head on his chest, running your fingers over the metal divots in his left arm, and he ran his other hand up and down your back slowly. You listened to the steady beat of his heart, relishing in his gentle touch, and the solid warmth of his body tucked against yours.

           You felt his chest rumble as he asked, “Can I ask one last question?”

           A smile spread across your face, and you replied, “Of course.”

          “Will you be mine?”


oh gosh…Okay… so this happened over a couple days? this bad has been bugging me a bit to be created and i couldn’t help but listen finally. but he actively confused me because he was fire but also skeleton…? SO HE IS BOTH? He also doesn’t have a name, but was lovingly given the name of Teddy from another character xD so that’s what i’ve been calling him.

So meet Teddy~! my fire skeleton so is wearing tights that make his legs look like they are made of bone… mh… Teddybear you are odd.

Also, here he is without the friggin’ background since I was unsure if i liked it or not but i got carried away…

YUP. enjoy XDD

Colin on RTÉ2fm with Ryan Tubridy; 24/6/15.

Sorry if this is old news, but I hadn’t heard this one before! 

This was just before starting filming for Season 5, and it’s just full of goodies. Him talking about how he wanted to play Hook in contrast to the kind of Pirates of the Caribbean pirate vibe, this whole bit about Robert pranking him after Ireland lost to Scotland in the football (seriously 10:30ish it’s adorable), just general Colin dorkiness (RT: That’s why the giant is your man from Lost! Ok, gotcha. Sorry, forgive me, I don’t know the names but you know what I’m talking about. COD: I do, I do! I’m in the show, I know what you’re talking about!), and a tiny little “whoop whoop” at the end :D

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I was SUPER stressed about what costume to wear to work today, because of the environment I work in a lot of my co-workers are much older than me, so I wasn’t sure how intensely they did Halloween. So imagine if I, the newbie, show up in FULL Sailor Moon and everyone else is just wearing cat ears? (Feelin’ like Elle Woods at that one party, right?)

EVEN STILL I’ve been Usagi for Halloween the last like three years in a row so it felt sad to leave her behind this year. So I opted instead to wear Snow White this year, as it was a cute costume and still pretty simple.

AS I WAITED FOR THE BUS HOME FROM WORK, a bus later than the one I wanted actually, a guy came up beside me to wait for the same bus I was

DRESSED

AS

TUXEDO MASK

THE ONLY OTHER REAL COSTUME I SAW ALL DAY AND HE WAS AT THE FRIGGIN BUS TERMINAL DRESSED AS TUXEDO MASK

Basically what I’m saying is, we’re gonna get married

landscape with a blur of conquerors (what do you do with a man like that?)  - e/é - oneshot

i’m baaack lol okay so this is a combination of several prompts, namely: “i know we’ve never talked before but there is a friggin huge spider in my apartment can you kill it for me” requested by anon; “i accidentally punched you in the face when i was trying to punch a different guy in the face i am so sorry” requested by @seevikiifangirl​; and “the fire alarm went off at 3 am and now the cute guy from the flat next door is standing next to me in his underwear” requested by @griefisafreighttrain​. words cannot express how good it feels to write les mis again! thank you for your patience!

landscape with a blur of conquerors (what do you do with a man like that?)

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“I find you truly frightening,” Enjolras told Éponine seven months into being next-door neighbors. “Your father issues have anger management issues, which in turn run rings around your antisocial personality disorder. I do not know how to respond to it.”

Éponine blinked, prodding the reddish bruise his mouth had left on her neck. “So you barge into my apartment to watch Nikita reruns and manhandle me during commercial breaks? Doesn’t seem very constructive.”

“As I said,” he huffed in elegant disdain, “I do not know how to respond to any of it.”

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