why is he so god damn beautiful

Eye Contact (M.)

Originally posted by rapgodv

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Genre: smut

Word count: 3.7k

Description: Your boyfriend Jungkook was still a virgin, until one night both of you got heated up and it turned out a lot better than you ever expected.

Info: This is my first smut ever posted. I tried to make slightly sub!jk but my heart can’t lmao. Still I hope you enjoy it and please leave any feedback! And sorry if my english isn’t always correct, it’s not my first language. Enjoy y’all <3

Parts: 1 | 2 


You were laying on your bed, watching TV and getting more and more bored. Jungkook has been in the shower for only 3 minutes but it seemed like a whole hour. You just needed to do something exciting, to try something new and to spice yourself up a bit. Especially your sex life. Even though you and Jungkook were together for almost a year now, you still haven’t had sex. And that’s because he’s a virgin. Of course you respected him wanting to wait and you don’t want to rush into it if he’s still not ready. You love him, he loves you and that’s basically everything that matters. But every time he was lying next to you, kissing you, touching you or even just looking at you, you would immediately feel yourself heating up. “Why are you blushing again, honey?” he would always ask laughingly, finding it cute actually. You shook your head every time, even though you wanted to moan into his ear and tell him how much you wanted, no, how much you needed him. He is so adorable, sexy, hot and incredibly beautiful. You still couldn’t believe you got yourself a boyfriend like him. You know you’re hot yourself too, but still. You were such a lucky girl. Sometimes you entered the bathroom “by accident” when he was showering, so you could get a little sneak peak of his manly body. God damn, when you saw those shoulders the last time, you could’ve just cum right there by only looking at it. And those thighs…

“Y/N? W-what are you doing?” you heard a serious voice saying. 

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Daehyun
  • cheesecake is love, cheesecake is life
  • remember that selca of a giggly daehyun climbing on the back of a wet and naked jongup. Never let this die this is so important
  • Walking Sunshine™
  • oversized sweaters enthusiast
  • feeds his stans so damn well
  • BEAUTIFUL LIPS OH MY DEAR LORD
  • hits high notes as you breathe
  • he even adds some in their songs when they sing live
  • tries to expose Jongup 25/8
  • everyone’s lockscreen let’s be honest
  • worships Bang leader
  • did I mention his lips?
  • has too much love for babyz
  • that “he’s not my bias but why do I love him so much?” kind of person
  • abusively white washed
  • should have an official protection squad
  • no matter how many neighbors/pets/brothers/sisters you have, I swear to God you have never experienced noise to its greatest extent until you know Jung Daehyun
  • like really
  • in a vlive, there are 95 chances out of 100 that the one screaming offscreen is Daehyun
Training

Pairing: FBI!Stiles x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 2677

Author’s Note: In relation to the new teen wolf trailer, this! Lol I wrote this in a couple hours and I think it’s cute? I mean it’s probably shit but I couldn’t wait. I hope y’all enjoy! Thanks to my babe @mf-despair-queen for proofreading this for meeeeeee.


Originally posted by stydiaislove

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Sunny Days-chapter 8

Sunny Days Masterlist

Summary- Negan and Sunny deal with the effects of their argument. Who will bend or break?

Warnings- Angst, Smut, Edging, Daddy Kink, Squirting, Language

Author’s Note- Sorry this took so long to get out. Flu, bronchitis, and plot bunny in shape of Max from The Resident took over my life. However, since you guys waited so long, I combined what would have been 3 short chapters into this much longer one. Also, I planned this story out before the episode with sad Amber aired. So my Amber is a bitch. And I’m gonna screw around with the time line to fit my story. It shouldn’t make much difference since it’s hard to tell how much time passes between episodes sometimes.

Word Count- 5.7k+

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Originally posted by grungedaddykinks

Negan sat in his office staring at the new bedroom door. He swirled the scotch, the ice gently clinked against the glass, and brought it to his lips. He swallowed the last mouthful in one large gulp feeling warmth spreading down his throat. He had everything ready. All he was missing was Sunny.

She’s too fucking stubborn for her own good. She has no fucking clue how damn vulnerable she is out there on her own. She’ll come the fuck around. She has to. I’ll fucking make her. God fucking damnit.

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Hmm, falling for the maid. This could be interesting.

Authors note: I’m not too sure about this one, but it’s been saved in my drafts for a couple of weeks and I didn’t want to delete it. 

WARNINGS: Smut. 


“Y/N” That’s how the last phone call I would receive from a civilian started. “You’ve now got a household to work for. Pack your things and move immediately, there will be a vehicle waiting outside for you”. The man who ran the cleaning company ordered. This wasn’t a normal cleaning company. We worked for the villains, cleaning up their houses, their messes. I was staying in a motel until work was found for me. I packed my 2 suitcases and handbag and as the man on the phone said there was a vehicle outside. A white van. I’m not going to lie, I was scared. I didn’t know where I was going. I got into the van with my suitcases and was blindfolded straight away. “Sorry Ma’am this is….” “I know, it’s not my first time” I cut the guy off. After a 45 minute drive we’d stopped. I was taken to a bedroom. The blindfold was whipped off of my face. Mr J stood in front of me. “You work for me now doll. I’ll let ya get settled in. There are some rules on the desk”. I looked at him. I was shocked to say the least. There in front of me stood the clown prince of crime. As I glanced over to the desk he was gone. I looked around the room. It was gorgeous. Purple and gold, everything looked very expensive. Even down to the door handle. 

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I had a dream last night that I was Megamind

and it was E X C E L L E N T.

It was pre-movie; I was in the middle of an evil plot that was outside the Evil Lair and Roxanne was there (!!!) and tied up, only it was really windy out and she said she hadn’t gotten her hair cut in a while, so it was a little long. 

And it kept blowing in her face, so she finally got annoyed enough with it that she told me to get a pair of bobby pins out of her purse and pin it back for her.

(!!!!!)

aaaaaaahhhhhhh and I brushed her hair back from her face and I ALMOST DIED OF HAPPINESS, LET ME TELL YOU.

Also, it is INCREDIBLY DIFFICULT to pin someone’s hair for them when you have never had hair of your own, so I was S T R U G G L I N G, but Roxanne thought it was funny and she laughed (!!!)

And I finally got her hair pinned out of her face, and she jokingly asked if she looked funny and I was already pretty flustered so I was like “no no; you look really pretty!”

and she raised her eyebrows at me and said I must rate my skills as a hairdresser pretty high and I started babbling about how she always looked pretty and it was EXCRUCIATINGLY EMBARRASSING OH MY EVIL GODS.

But Roxanne seemed to think that was funny, too, which (!!!! ??? !!!!)

And then Metro Man showed up, only I’d been so busy with Roxanne that I hadn’t actually even set up the evil plot, so I decided to pretend that there…wasn’t an evil plot. And we were still technically on the Evil Lair grounds, and Metro Man isn’t supposed to attack there unless there’s an evil plot happening.

But Metro Man was all suspicious, so I was like “no, really, nothing happening here” only he insisted that Roxanne was there, and barged past me to look for her and I was like ‘shit’, but when we got to where she had been tied up, she wasn’t there.

(she must have escaped while I was gone)

So Metro Man left and I was like “well, this day is a bust, might as well take a nap,” so I went to my bedroom and took off my shirt and lay down on the bed and okay, maybe I wasn’t exactly intending on napping, per se, but luckily I didn’t do much more than think about…that…because 

THE CLOSET DOOR OPENED AND

ROXANNE POPPED OUT

And I screamed and launched myself off the bed.

When Roxanne finally stopped laughing at that, she told me she’d gotten lost looking for the exit after she escaped, and had hidden in the closet. 

She also added “now you know how it feels when people break into your house and jump out at you, Megamind.”

I was like “I HAVE NEVER JUMPED OUT OF YOUR BEDROOM CLOSET AT YOU, MISS RITCHI; THAT WAS UNCALLED FOR.”

And she was leaning up against the doorframe of the closet and I was on the floor in front of her, trying to find my shirt so I could put it on, only it was all inside out and I was flustered because Roxanne (!!!) was in my bedroom (!!!) and she was looking at me with this–expression of amused fondness and it was really difficult to try to function with that happening–

She was teasing me about screaming, which she never does, when I woke up.

…and I just realized, typing this out, that she could have easily waited for me to fall asleep before sneaking out to find the exit, but she deliberately came out of the closet while I was still awake, so she must have wanted to–see me–talk to me–interact with me more–

DAMN IT, WHY DID THE DREAM HAVE TO END THERE?!?

Cassette Tapes - Tom Holland (imagine)

summary: Tom & Y/N are doing some “spring cleaning” because Tom insisted that they do so. While, Y/N is cleaning the basement, she finds cassette tapes from a secret admirer while she was in high school and reminisces. 

warning: MORE FLUFF WOOHOO!!! 

word count: 2,483 (ya sorry kinda long oops)

requested: nah

author’s note: i actually wrote this one a long time ago and when i was in a different fandom. but i really really liked this one and i hope you all too! also, here’s the song that was mentioned in this lmao  

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anonymous asked:

Phichit Seung Gil and Yurio love at first sight headcanons :0?

I LOVED WRITING THIS ! Honestly, 10/10 for these prompts. Thank you, like so much. <3 Please enjoy~


[Viktor Nikiforov]

  • This man isn’t shy at all, so of course he’s going to approach you when he first catches a glimpse of you
  • You’re in your favorite cafe alone, holding back tears and staring into the contents of your cup; you can imagine how upset you look
  • It’s been just a bad day in general, and you thought that getting your favorite drink and sitting alone would be enough to clear your head, but it hasn’t been proven effective yet
  • but it’s about to get a whole lot better for you holy shit fan just wait a minute okay prince charming is comin
  • Viktor enters the cafe to get a coffee for a little extra push of caffeine, but he stops in his tracks when he sees the most beautiful creature he’s ever seen tucked in the corner of the cafe by themselves
  • He’s immediately drawn to you and his heart swells in his chest; he’s become devoted to you before he even knows your name, and he can’t stop himself from walking over to you
  • at this point you’ve got tears leaking from your eyes so when he approaches you you’re like ‘oh fuck me right in the ass fuck fuck fuck go away pls’
  • “Hello, love. I just saw you from over there and wanted to tell you that you’re very beautiful when you cry.”
  • “What the fuck.
  • Viktor blurts the first thing that comes to mind because his smooth talking function doesn’t seem to be working, and his comment takes you off guard
  • He quickly apologizes and asks to sit with you, and you reluctantly allow him to do so once he introduces himself
  • “I’m sorry if this is unusual or a bit odd. You just caught my eye, and my heart is racing a little bit. Wow. It’s almost like love at first sight, I guess!”
  • You blush and giggle a bit, feeling a bit better because of the stranger that you’re beginning to fall in love with already

[Yuri Plisetsky]

  • Yuri’s in a grumpy mood after skating practice one day, and he decides to go unwind with a shopping trip
  • but honestly the clothes aren’t whats going to turn his day around lmao
  • His day only gets worse when one of his favorite stores doesn’t have a jacket he adores in his size; he goes to the lengths of yelling at an employee of the store
  • “I don’t care how limited stock is! I came all the way here for this damn jacket and I plan on leaving here with it, today! Unbelievable!”
  • “oh my god please calm the fuck down you child why are you yelling at m e”
  • Soon the manager is involved, and she calmly explains to Yuri that the last jacket of that style and size in the store is being tried on by the person in the dressing room
  • Yuri about to start yelling again when the door to the dressing room swings open, and you step out in that leopard print jacket he wanted so much; you look stunning, beautiful, and magnificent
  • In an instant, Yuri’s heart isn’t racing with anger, but with infatuation instead; he can’t seem to stop staring at you in that damn jacket
  • Pleased that Yuri has shut up, the manager goes over to the dressing room to compliment you, while Yuri just stares while his heart pounds in his ribcage
  • “holy shit who is that idk but i want them and i want them in that jacket n o w holy fuck ily”
  • His trance is broken when you approach him at the counter, standing next to him to pay for the jacket
  • You offer Yuri a smile and a wave as you exit the store, while he is unable to form words around the fur the has seemed to grow inside of his mouth and dying it out
  • He follows you around all day, determined to get that jacket, and—hopefully—your attention as well

[Phichit Chulanont]

  • Phichit is the type of person who loves anybody and everybody he meets—unless, of course, they give him a reason to not like them
  • You’re definitely not an exception to the rule, but something about you is a bit more special than everyone else
  • It’s no secret that Phichit also has a special love for ice skating, which is what brings you together
  • sorry if this is stereotypical or basic but cmon it’s a cute troupe lmao
  • He’s volunteering to teach children how to ice skate on a day off, determined to spread his love for ice skating
  • Phichit’s goal is to let everyone know how fun ice skating is, so why not start from the bottom and show the children?
  • well he’s gonna gain a bit more than the satisfaction of spreading good vibes if you get my meanin wink wink
  • He enters the rink to see the kids all getting bundled up into their coats and getting their skates on, but someone else catches his eye as he scans the scene
  • Phichit is unable to stop the smile that spreads on his face at the sight of you helping a child lace up his skates, you kneeling in front of him with an encouraging smile on your face
  • His swallows a lump in his throat, suddenly very nervous to be in your presence, but he approaches you anyway; he wants to get a closer look at your beautiful face
  • omg imagine nervous phichit like he’d probably tell really dumb jokes and laugh way too hard and smile a bit too big and he will probs get antsy ugh what a cutie
  • As soon as he sees you up close, the butterflies in his stomach seem to come up and choke him; he finds himself lost in your eyes as you greet him and smile at him
  • “Hey, uh, I’m Phichit! I’m guessing we’re a team today? Let’s have some fun then, shall we?”

[Seung-Gil Lee]

  • Seung-Gil can be known to be a bit headstrong or emotionless, but he’s got some love in him
  • That love has only made itself known to him around this family and his dogs; this love takes him off guard when he’s least expecting it
  • and you’ll never guess why lmao it’s bc of you of course duh
  • Seung-Gil is out for an evening walk with his dog, trying to unwind and relax after a long day’s work
  • He wears a bored expression the entire time, staring at his surroundings and letting his mind wander to wherever it wants to go
  • His train of thought crashes and derails when he catches a glimpse of a dog running towards him with its leash dragging on the ground beside it
  • He glances up to see you running towards the dog in a dead sprint, calling for it and yelling for it to stop
  • Seung-Gil gets a good look at your beautiful face, hair, body, everything, and he can’t seem to stop his heart from racing or his eyes from staring at you intently
  • As you get closer, he realizes that you’re yelling at him and trying to get his attention to help you get your dog under control; it takes a moment to register, but he snaps out of the trance you put on him and runs after your dog, managing to grab the leash
  • As soon as you catch up, you thank him with a huge smile, and Seung-Gil knows he’s in love with you, but he decides to be bold and break the ice
  • “I’m Seung-Gil. Would you, uh, like to walk with me and date me?”
  • Of course, you agree, and Seung-Gil counts it as his first date with you
In A Moment Ch. 8

Originally posted by merci-angel

Bucky came awake with a jolt.

He sat up and looked around the dark room. He could hear you shifting on the bed and letting out soft whimpers. He smiled, thinking about what you could be dreaming about.

But when you cried, “No,” in a broken voice, his blood ran cold. Steve started to come awake and sat up beside Bucky. You let out a wail, and started thrashing in the sheets.

Bucky and Steve shot up from the floor and climbed onto the bed. Steve gathered you in his arms, whispering soft words while Bucky turned on the lamp, coming up on the other side and wrapped his arms around the both of you. Steve met Bucky’s eyes over your head when tears began falling down your cheeks. You kept mumbling but Bucky shook his head when he couldn’t make out what you were saying.

Steve looked down and saw your eyes flutter open. You raised your head and looked behind you at Bucky. You sat up straighter and looked around the room, gathering your bearings.

Feeling like you were hit by a freight train, you turned to Bucky and Steve who were sitting silently behind you. “We have a problem.”

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honesttotea  asked:

PJO AU question!! So I am in love with this AU and was wondering, how would everyone react to Sheith's fist kiss??

Oh damn OTL I already made them have their first kiss though. :((( However, I can still work with this, same gist and all that. :D

Voltron PJO AU: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 (their first kiss in private)

How everyone reacted to Sheith’s first kiss—in public.

They were playing capture the flag, though Keith found it ironic that “playing” doesn’t even actually describe it because, gods, a son of Apollo literally just shot a daughter of Aphrodite in the stomach with his arrow, causing her to fall down but not without a final jibe “Night night, doll face!” So, no, “playing” was definitely not the word for the game, more like “battle to the death.” 

And Keith was more than annoyed than ever because Shiro and him were on the opposing teams. Shiro, Pidge and Allura were on the same team while Keith, Lance and Hunk were on the other. Keith would’ve loved the fact he had another Big Three demigod in his team but it was Lance, and Keith could hardly stand him—apparently the feeling was mutual but they had to get along if they wanted to win this game.

“You seem agitated, Mullet Head,” Lance said.

Keith’s ability to restrain himself from burying the guy 6 feet under the ground should earn him an award or something. “Just concentrate, will you?”

Lance and him were guarding the flag near the stream because as much as possible Keith would like to utilize Lance’s water abilities. One could never know if they needed a tsunami to happen, better safe than sorry.

“Heads up!” Keith looked up and there was Shiro flying in the sky like an angel that he was, but this wasn’t the time for Keith to appreciate the beauty that was his boyfriend, gods, Shiro was his boyfriend and just—no, he needed to concentrate. He shook his head and shouted, “Whenever you’re ready, Lance. Silver Bird in the skies. So any minute now.”

“A little busy here, Mullet,” Lance struggled and Keith saw that he was fighting the daughter of Ares. Allura. Keith clicked his tongue. Why did they have to be in the same team? Of course Pidge, Allura and Shiro had it all planned. 

Gods be damned. He hadn’t done it before so he hoped to Hades that it would work. His sword in one hand, he bent down on one knee and touched the ground. “Dad, please let this work.” He shut his eyes and suddenly the ground grumbled and dark smoke surrounded them causing the son of Zeus to startle in confusion in the air. 

Suddenly the grounds opened up and skeletons of pre-historic animals emerged, towering all of them. Extinct mammoths, carnivorous dinosaurs and holy shit, a megalodon just emerged from the waters and suddenly everyone started panicking. It didn’t hurt that these skeletons could actually even produce their terrifying sounds.

“Hell yeah!” Keith shouted. “Uh, I mean, Underworld, yeah!” 

“Keith?! What the hell?” Lance screamed and then he saw the megalodon and started to laugh, somehow forgetting he was still fighting Allura. “That’s so fucking awesome, man!! Ouch!” Lance got pinned down by Allura as soon as he got distracted.

Keith looked up and saw Shiro battling out what Keith could recognize as the Deinotherium. 

“I gotta hand it to you, Keith,” Shiro shouted in the air. “You’re getting really good at this. I didn’t even expect you could… summon… these… Oh gods.” Shiro lost his balance as the Deinotherium swung and hit Shiro, causing him to fall into the ground.

“Oh gods! Shiro!” Keith cried out in horror, running as fast as he could towards his boyfriend, getting rid of all the skeletons he summoned in the process. Keith was too preoccupied that he didn’t get to hear that their team got the flag of the other team and they won the game.

“Shiro, I’m so sorry,” Keith bend down and cupped Shiro’s face. 

“Hey, I’m fine,” Shiro chuckled. “Just a sprain, I think.” He winced as he started to move his leg. He grabbed the back of Keith’s head and let their foreheads touch. “You were so great out there. You didn’t kill Lance today,” he added a laugh.

Keith rolled his eyes, tears starting to form around them. “Yeah, well, almost did though. But instead, I almost killed you.”

“Keith,” Shiro started softly. “Look at me.”

He looked into Shiro’s eyes and he could see how proud the son of Zeus was of him and the next thing he knew Shiro closed the gap between them and he felt Shiro’s lips on his. He closed his eyes and smiled into their kiss.

“OH COME ON!!!” Lance shouted. “Can you not do that here?!”

“I think it’s adorable, Lance,” Hunk cooed. “About time really that they kiss.”

“About time?” Pidge snickered. “I’ve seen them kiss a hundred times in private.” Allura just nodded in agreement. 

“AND THEY SHOULD’VE LET IT STAY THAT WAY!” Lance was just clearly scandalized. “No one wants to see lewd stuff like that! Especially from someone like Keith!”

Keith rolled his eyes, and showed Lance his finger, not breaking the kiss. Shiro chuckled though as he brought down Keith’s hand.

“Uh! RUDE MUCH, KEITH!” Lance scoffed. “That’s it! I’m reporting you to Coran for your obscene behavior!”

ronan ‘oh my god im so in love with adam parrish what is happening to me’ lynch
  • idc what u say ronan honestly gets BUTTERFLIES IN HIS STOMACH every time adam enters the room
  • yes its true u heard it here folks; stubborn tough angry ronan lynch gets Butterflies from sweet charming studious adam parrish
  • and when adam talks to him and lets his henrietta accent slip in ????? oh shit Oh McFreakin Shit thats the end of ronan lynch rest in pieces
  • sometimes it’ll just be him and adam at monmouth or st. agnes when everyone else is who knows where, and it’ll be all normal and casual for adam but ronan’s heart is thumping out of his chest and his hands are shaking and oh my god what is happening to me
  • ronan is probably the first person to tell adam he loves him. i dont care if its before or after they get together, in a seemingly platonic way or known romantic way, but its happening
  • like, adam knows his friends love him, know they’d die for him, of course, but ronan is the first person to actually vocalize all these things to him. he tells him how loved and important he is and oh god, adam, please dont die, for me i wouldn’t survive without you, i’ve loved you for ages, please adam—
  • give me desperate and vulnerable ronan lynch who’s aching all over and pours his heart out to adam, can barely even look him in the eye because he loves him so much it Hurts
  • HIS HANDS !!!!!! THOSE DAMN HANDS ADAM PARRISH U MONSTER WHO ALLOWED YOUR HANDS TO BE SO BEAUTIFUL WHO ALLOWED YOUR FINGERS TO BE SO LONG AND SLENDER 
  • u wanna know why ronan isnt doing so well in his classes ??? huh ?? u wanna Know ??? ? i’ll tell u why its because he spends every damn class period staring. at. adam’s. hands.
  • “ronan did u memorize the latin vocab?”
  • hell fuckin no he did not he memorized the shape of adam parrish’s hands thats what he did
  • adam writing/taking notes is its own pure form of art ok trust me on this 100% ronan lynch approved
  • ronan’s life motto: ‘talk shit (about adam parrish), get hit (by me)’
  • ok but really
  • ronan honestly loves adam so much adam’s like some sort of beacon to him, some sort of hope and happiness and light and everything about him makes ronan believe in religion as long as that religion includes adam parrish
  • ronan would follow adam into the deepest pits of hell he’d do anything for him if adam even gave the slightest notion of wanting something
  • he dreams him stuff he needs all the time but w/out adam knowing?? like if he notices adam broke his pencil in class by accident, guess which aglionby student with a henrietta accent has a new pack of pencils in his bag the next day
  • even the smallest things tho ??? like razor blades or new shoelaces. ronan is the Official™ provider of Things That Make Adam’s Life Less Difficult Than It Already is
  • i bet ronan lies awake in his bed at night wondering if a boy like adam parrish could ever love him back
  • i bet he can’t even think about adam going away for college and leaving him behind, not seeing him everyday or getting him to laugh and do stupid things with him 
  • :( what a fuckin nerd
  • ronan is such a Mean Tough Guy until he’s around adam and then he turns into Soft Needy Puppy
  • disgusting. filth
  • DO YALL REMEMBER HOW RONAN WAS MEAN TO BLUE IN TRB BECAUSE HE WAS JEALOUS OF HER RELATIONSHIP WITH ADAM !!!
    !!!!!!!!!!! EN D ME!
  • HES TOTALLY THE JEALOUS ONE IN THE RELATIONSHIP HE WANTS ADAM (and his hands whoops) ALL TO HIMSELF ALL THE TIME
  • ok listen. i dont know how when or why but sometimes ronan just gets really affectionate and lowkey clingy and will just get a sharp dose of nostalgia when he sees adam in the kitchen or something and be like ‘how did i get so lucky’
  • and he’ll go up to adam from the side (never behind, he doesnt want to make adam jump or flinch) and gently wind his arms around adam’s waist and bury his face in adam’s neck
  • and adam’s hands will come up to ronans back and they’ll just stand there holding each other like the gross ass nerds they are
  • before they get together ronan PINES. and i mean like, hard.
  • ronan will be bouncing his knee or some shit and adam will put his hand on his knee to get ronan to stop and ronan literally just freezes. 
  • but also :(( sometimes ronan will pull back because he doesnt want to overwhelm adam
  • like, adam will grab his shoulder or something to get his attention and ronan will pull away as if he’s been burned and oh god he doesnt think these things through, does he, because he’d do anything not to see that look of rejection and confusion on adam’s face, and all he wants to do is jump on him and kiss him but he cant
  • ronan worships every little thing about adam. all of his quirks and habits, his likes and dislikes. ronan knows everything just by listening to adam and observing him
  • ADAM LOVES TO LIE WITH HIS HEAD IN RONAN’S LAP AS RONAN COMBS HIS FINGERS THROUGH HIS HAIR DO NOT TEST ME ON THIS
  • he knows adam can fend for himself and doesnt need to be protected but there will always be some small part of him that will go to any lengths to keep him from ever getting hurt and keeping him out of danger
  • ronan always has to make sure adam is okay. always. if they’re leaving cabeswater or something and they’re all walking back to the pig to drive home, and adam is looking particularly worn out and distressed, ronan will discreetly walk up to him and just be like ‘u ok parrish?’ and its not until adam gives him a teeny tiny smile and nods that ronan is satisfied
  • everything adam does is just amazing to ronan. every little thing. so precious and heartwarming and it makes him so dizzy because how can he be this in love 
  • and how can someone so radiant love a mess like him
  • but he does, and thats all that matters

hispanicin  asked:

A boyf friends prompt: "Is that a skirt?" Or "Why were you in that tree?"

(( Ahh, let’s write some boyfs! I changed the prompt just a bit. Enjoy ;0 ))

“Why are you up in a tree?”

Why was he up in this tree?

Jeremy looked up from where he was sitting carefully on a branch, arm extended and propped against the trunk of the tree. The sky was dark, the only light was coming from the abundance of stars scattered across the abyss. His breath hitched in his throat as he looked down again at his best friend on the ground. 

“Oh my God, Michael,” Jeremy said back down to him, loud enough for him to hear. The tree wasn’t too high up, Jeremy probably wouldn’t have climbed up the tree if it was any higher. 

Michael ran to the base of the tree, dark eyes casting up on the lanky figure among the leaves “What? Can you not get down? Dude, don’t fall on me I don’t want to drive to the hospital right now, it’s almost midnight.” 

Jeremy rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to speak until a cold and analytical voice interrupted him “Wow, Jeremiah, you have a true Prince Charming.” Jeremy shot a glare at the Squip as it appeared on a nearby branch, sitting criss-cross.

“Shut up, I wasn’t talking to you.” Jeremy scoffed. Yes, the Squip had come back after the… The incident at the play. Though the supercomputer had no power over him anymore, that didn’t stop it from being a complete nuisance. It only smirked in reply and looked up at the stars. Michael watched his Player 1 wearily and said in a serious tone “I will fight that oversized iPhone, I swear I’ll do it.”

Michael felt his stomach churn as Jeremy looked back at him, smiling softly, his braces poking out behind his thin lips. The red hoodie-wearing boy tried to ignore how wonderfully vibrant he looked up in the tree, with the stars providing enough light to reflect off of his slender face and bright blue eyes. Jeremy looked so happy and in all honestly a little terrified. 

“Jer, are you alright-”

“Space is fucking cool,” Jeremy said, laughing “Look, Mikey, look at the stars! You can tell that some stars are behind others like we are in a three-dimensional dome.” 

Michael snickered at the boy, praying that the blush creeping up his dark skin was not visible to Jeremy from up in the tree. Shaking his head he silently wondered if his friend got into his stash of pot before coming out here. 

Jeremy shifted and waved the other off, trying to continue “I mean, just look at them! They are so… Beautiful.” 

Michael took a deep breath and felt his heart pounding in his chest. He hasn’t felt this nervous since they both fought the boss in Apocalypse of the Damned for the first time. He couldn’t handle the years of pent up feelings anymore. Why not now? All he had to lose was their friendship, right? Oh God, he couldn’t do this… He cleared his throat and said loudly “Well, I am looking at the most beautiful star right now.” Really? That’s all he could come up with? 

Jeremy jerked where he was sitting, whipping his head to look at the boy bellow. 

“Jeremy, I-I, uh…”

He leaned forward a bit on the branch, feeling as if his soul was on fire. Wobbling a bit, he tried to keep his balance as an urgent voice filled his head. The Squip stood up on the branch it was originally sitting on, “Jeremy, you are about to fall. I advise that you steady your form to prevent that from occurring.” 

Jeremy ignored it and gulped “Michael, I need to tell you something-”

Noticing how unsteady Jeremy was, Michael said in almost a panic “Dude, you are about to fall! I got yo-” 

“Listen, I-” 

Crack. He felt the branch give way underneath him, and he was falling from the tree in what almost seemed like a slow motion scene from The Matrix. Jeremy Heere was never the one who wanted to go do things that gave people huge adrenaline rushes, like free falling, but now being forced into it he had to admit it was kinda… Peaceful? He saw the Squip roll it’s eyes and disappear, saying in the back of his head “You never listen.”

Then he felt himself crash into something, landing on top of it as they both tumbled to the ground with a grunt. Michael managed to catch him, but the force made them both fall to the ground. Michael’s thick arms were around Jeremy’s middle, and his slender frame on top of him, back to front. They both laid there, breathing heavily before the boy under Jeremy said: “Dammit, Jeremy Heere, I can’t leave you alone to do anything.” 

“Then don’t ever leave, then I can’t do dumb shit.” 

“God, I love you.” 

Michael tensed after he let the phrase slip out of his lips, and he scrambled to sit up, fixing the glasses that were hanging from one ear after the impact. Jeremy shook his head and just said: “You are an idiot, Michael Mell.” And drug him back to lay on the ground. The two boys laid there and looked up at the stars after that, tenderly holding hands, the grips of time escaping their minds. 

“I love you too.”

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Comfort - One Shot

Prompt(s): @marvel-music-books “there is like some family arguments and tensions going on and the reader is just stressed and Bucky just calms them down (the fluff part) and makes them feel loved.”

Warnings: language, little teeniest bit of fluffy/smut? Maybe? If you try really hard to believe it’s smut.

Word Count: 1772

Author’s Note: Ok, this request is wonderful. I cannot put into words how frustrated I have been with my own family lately, so this is just perfect timing! I listened to Keaton Henson’s Romantic Works album writing this, it’s fucking beautiful. Healah Dancing and Earnestly Yours especially during the floof if you’re at all interested in living in my imagination. :)

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Laying in the grass, your head on Bucky’s lap, holding a book up to block the warm light of the sun, you drew in a deep contented breath. Bucky smiled softly as he ran his fingers through your hair, adoring the simple, uncomplicated time together.

He had put his book down some time ago but loved to watch your sharp eyes devouring every word. Loved how your brow furrowed sometimes when you were real focused, or the corner of your mouth pulled up into the tiniest smile if you read something amusing. He couldn’t understand how you got so lost in books, but it was one of those little mysteries about you that only drew him in deeper.

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New Beginnings - Fourteen

The rest of the team left, Hotch giving you strict instructions not to leave the building under any circumstances. You stood up to move to Penelope’s office, or her bat cave as you referred to it, grabbing your laptop bag and phones. 

“Y/N?” Penelope seemed hesitant. 

“Hmmmmm?”

“Can I hug you….. It’s more for me than you. I just really need a hug right now.”

You looked at her and she’d never looked so lost and small in all the time you’d known her. 

You pulled her into a quick hug feeling her grasp you tightly, hearing her sniffing. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered quietly, pulling back after a moment or two. When she did you smiled at her and she gave you a watery grin back.

“To the bat cave, Pen?“ 

She nodded. “To the bat cave.”

By the time the team regrouped again at 10pm that evening, the bat cave and meeting room had been transformed. 

The boards were covered in photos of the four crime scenes, your own included. You were working hard to emotionally detach yourself as much as you could but seeing the photos of your old room, blood and glass splattered everywhere on the floor, had caused you to vomit again. That was earlier though, and you were holding it together now. 

Joshua Cane’s photo had been circulated amongst the team, as well as photos that Garcia had put together of him with different hair colors and various facial accessories as you all had to assume that he would have tried to alter his appearance. It had shocked you seeing the picture of him taken on his release day from prison, nine years had barely aged him at all. 

The boards contained any new information that the team had managed to garner, calling in to you and Garcia every so often. 

Victim number three Kelly Casey had been stabbed 14 times as you’d thought, but she hadn’t been sexually assaulted. Her boyfriend Paul Matthews also hadn’t been stabbed at all, but had been shot point blank in the head execution style, meaning Cane had a firearm. 

The ME hadn’t been able to tell who had been killed first but given that Paul’s clothing was covered in cast off that matched Kelly’s blood type, the assumption was that he’d been made to watch and then killed after. 

Both Rossi and Hotch had commented that Cane seemed to be making a point that if he couldn’t have you, then no one else could, and that thought chilled you to your bones. 

The couple had last been seen around 11pm leaving a party with their friends and had chosen to walk home, not living far. None of the routes that they would logically have taken home would have taken them via Catton Park, so it was thought that they’d been abducted along the way, which meant Cane had to have some form of transportation. 

The second victim Kennedy Marshall had been last seen at 10pm leaving her local gym, which also turned out to be the same gym that you and Spencer had been using. Her car had been located in a side street not far away, as she’d been using a day pass rather than a members pass so didn’t have on site parking privileges. 

Her body had been discovered the following morning at 5am by a garbage disposal truck that was collecting from the restaurant. The garbage men had both had alibi’s that checked out so hadn’t been considered suspects originally. 

Derek had spoken to the owners of the restaurant and had shown them yours and Reid’s pictures along with the various pictures of Cane that Penelope had provided. He recognised you and Reid but hadn’t recognised Cane. He did recall another English guy coming in around the last time you and Reid had visited but he didn’t stay, only asking for a menu and then leaving. The owner couldn’t provide a description though, only remembering the accent. 

Charlotte Days, the first victim had been discovered by her roommate who’d gone out drinking at a local bar. Although they did live in campus housing, it was actually off site dorms so wasn’t part of the main college complex. The dorms were more like small apartments shared between two or three people. Her boyfriend had been suspected as he’d been the last person to be seen with her, studying at a local library together earlier that evening, again one which you and Spencer had visited previously. Windows had been smashed in the room and some non expensive jewelry had been taken to indicate a robbery.  

Her scene mirrored yours almost exactly, she was the only one to be sexually assaulted although a condom had been used. She’d also suffered a massive headwound like you had which the ME had said would have rendered her unconscious and unable to fight back. This matched up with the fact that there were no defensive wounds on her. Due to the amount of people in and out of her room, the was a mass of fingerprints and DNA evidence for the CSI’s to be searching through. 

So far the team had no leads, no idea how Cane had gotten into the country or where he was.

The only thing that everyone agreed on was that it was him. It was too much of a coincidence for it not to be. 

Agents in the UK were going back out to reinterview Cane’s family and old associates to see if anything new had turned up. They weren’t hopeful though. His parents had disowned him when he’d been sent down, and they’d refused to make contact with him when he’d been released. You’d remembered how his mum had asked for a visit with you, sobbing her apologies when you’d agreed to see her. 

You also remembered hearing how Cane’s half brother Dean who had been a few years older, had been killed 18 months ago in a car wreck and that you’d actually felt sorry for his mum, essentially having lost both of her children. 

“Let’s call it a day for now guys. We’re not going to get anywhere at this time of night. Everyone rest and be back here at 9am tomorrow.“ 

Hotch turned to you and Spencer. “I’ve made arrangements for you to stay at alternative accommodation. Derek has demanded that he be given a room on the same floor and given the circumstances I think that would be a good idea. There will also be a patrol unit outside the entrances. Try and get some rest and I’ll see you both in the morning.”

Derek drove you all to the hotel Hotch had checked you into, stopping by a drive thru on the way so you could all grab something to eat. You ate in the car in silence, just wanting to get to your destination and check in. 

You arrived and checked in, Hotch had used fake names for the three of you which was standard practice. 

Derek had raised his eyebrows when he’d seen there were only two room keys. “I guess I’ll room with Y/N then Spencer. Give you chance to rest that pretty little brain of yours,” he teased.

“Not a chance Derek,” he replied, grabbing one of the keys and opening the door, taking your bags inside. 

Morgan placed a hand on your arm before you followed. “Hey, I know you guys haven’t actually said anything official to the rest of the team yet, but I’m pleased for you both.” You smiled at him as continued. “Reid’s a great guy and you two suit each other. I’m just……sorry for everything else that’s happening.”

“Thanks Derek.” You gave him a quick peck on the cheek before closing the door and locking it behind you. 

Spencer walked over to you pulling you into his warm embrace. “How you doing?“ 

"I’m……I’m okay,” you said into his shoulder. “I just wanna solve this case like any other so we can get on with our lives.”

“Me too.” He kissed your forehead sweetly, his lips warm and gentle before releasing you. 

You both showered and changed for bed, climbing under the covers and settling down, turning off the lights. You rolled on to your side feeling Spencer curve himself around you. 

You weren’t sure how long you’d been lying there for or if you’d actually drifted off, when you’d felt him pull away from you and climb out of bed. He padded across the floor to the bathroom and a few moments later you heard the shower switch on again. 

Strange you thought to yourself, he’d already showered before bed.

He emerged about twenty minutes later, hair damp again and climbed back into bed lying on his back. You rolled over, resting your head on his chest. “Everything okay?”  you whispered. 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up. I couldn’t sleep. ”

“It’s okay. I’m not sure I was asleep anyway. What were you doing?”

He tensed slightly, not answering you.

“Spencer,” you prompted. 

“I’m not sure it’s appropriate to tell you, given our current predicament.”

Huh? 

Oh…..OH. 

You caught on. You laughed softly. “I do that sometimes to help me sleep as well. You could have done it here.” You stated tracing shapes with your hand over his tee shirt. 

“Could I have? Don’t girls find that weird?“ 

"Did you find it weird last night when I did it?" 

"Well no, that was like the sexiest thing I’ve seen ever.”

You blushed at his words wondering if he could feel how warm you cheeks had gone. You tilted your head up to look at him. “Exactly Spence.”

He raised his eyebrows at you his mouth opening with a quiet, “Oh”. 

“What were you thinking about?” You asked him, feeling his tummy tense at the shapes you were drawing. To be honest you’d expected him to have moved your hand by now. 

He coughed before answering, “You, last night. The look on your your face when you were touching yourself…..Oh and you today, trying to tease me with that god damn banana you were eating.”

Fuuuck.  

“You’re so beautiful and sexy Y/N. I don’t think you realise what you do to me.”

Just his words then we’re enough to make you groan. “Spencer?" 

"Mmmmm?”

“Can you go again?” You searched his face hoping he’d get what you were implying. 

Something flashed in his eyes. “Now? You want me to…..Um……" 

"Yeah. I wanna watch.”

He thought about it for a second before responding. “One condition.”

You nodded, you’d literally have done anything. 

“Strip. I need a visual and why close my eyes and imagine when I could have the most beautiful girl in the world next to me naked.”

You hesitated for a movement. Although he’d seen your breasts last night, you hadn’t actually taken your underwear off. Still, you’d thought, he was gonna have to take his off. 

You nodded, lifting your hips and shimmying out of your pajama shorts and underwear. You changed position, kneeling next to him on the bed, watching as he pushed his bottoms and boxers down as well.  

Your eyes went straight to his groin, you couldn’t help it. He was already hard again the conversation you’d been having obviously sparking the same feelings it had in you. He wasn’t huge, but he definitely wasn’t small either. It was for want of a better word, perfect. 

You bit your lips, licking them and hearing his breath hitch in his throat. “Please don’t sit there licking your lips at me like that,” he whispered. “It gives me such ideas." 

"I could….?” you offered. 

“Oh you will, but not tonight.” Your eyebrows shot up. He was smirking again. 

He lifted his palm to your mouth. “Spit please….Oh and take your shirt off.”

You obeyed spitting into his palm, you knew what he wanted it for but it still didn’t stop the small moan escaping your lips when he moved his hand down, coating himself in your saliva. 

Your eyes widened watching as his hand slowly worked itself up and down his length, his other hand reaching out and trailing up from your knee to the bottom of your shirt. He pushed it up. “Off, now please.”

You grabbed the bottom of your shirt, slowly lifting it and pulling it over your head, tossing it to one side. Kneeling there, naked at the side of him you felt exposed, but seeing the look in his eyes and hearing the low groan from his throat as he took you in, you realised you’d never felt more desired. 

His hand pumped faster, his thumb swiping over his glistening tip every so often. His other hand remained on you trailing up and down over your body, his feather like touch sending shivers through you.  

The noises he was eliciting were delicious and you loved the look on his face, his eyes roaming from you face all over your body and then back up to you eyes. His hand paused over your breasts and your moaned as his finger swiped over your nipple. 

“Fuck,” he groaned seeing your head tilt back in pleasure. You were starting to feel warm and wet between your legs. He started to move his hand over but you grabbed it, holding it to you chest. His fingers started pulling and teasing at you just the way you wanted. You shifted, parting your legs slightly. 

“One sec.” he said, stopping his exploration of your chest and slowing his strokes on himself. He took your hand dragging it down to between your legs. “Do you like watching this? Is it making you wet Y/N?” His voice was low. 

You nodded as he pushed your hand so that your fingers were just below your opening, not actually touching you himself. You locked eyes with him seeing him smirk as he pushed you inside yourself, you gasping as he did, feeling how moist and slick you actually were. 

He pulled your hand away tugging it to his mouth and flicking his tongue out tasting you. You both groaned at the same time and you reached down with your other hand starting to rub yourself. 

He spied your hand and his own strokes quickened again, his grip tightening and his moans coming faster now. He released your hand from his mouth and you moved it to your breast, stroking and tugging one nipple. He moved his free hand to you other breast, copying you. 

You pace quickened and your eyes widened as your saw him lift his hips of the bed slightly his legs tensing up. He must be close you thought, just as he voiced your thoughts. 

“I’m nearly there Y/N. Can you cum with me?”

You nodded, feeling him pinch your nipple harder and you pushed harder with your fingers, rubbing your throbbing bundle of nerves faster. You started to shake seeing him do the same as you let out a loud moan, you head tilting back and your eyes closing as you came. You opened them just in time to see Spencer releasing himself, hot sticky fluid pooling on his stomach.

You shifted positions, lying down next to him, the room filled with the sounds of your breathing, both of you still panting softly. 

A few moments later Spencer spoke quietly. “I’ve never actually done that in front of anyone before.”

“Up until yesterday, I hadn’t either,” you responded, smiling. 

“You’re amazing Y/N.”

“You’re not so bad yourself Dr Reid,” you giggled. 

You climbed of the bed, grabbing your pajamas and chucking a packet of baby wipes on the bed whilst you headed into the bathroom to clean up. 

When you emerged five minutes later, Spencer was back in his bottoms lying on his side. 

You climbed back into bed with him, feeling him wrap himself around you. “Spence.”

“Yeah.”

“I’m so glad we met. I know it’s a bit of a cliché to say this, but I’ve never felt this way about anyone.”

His embrace on you tightened. “Neither have I, Y/N. When I’m with you I feel like I could do anything. Like anything is possible. I love you.”

“Love you too. Night Spencer. Sweet dreams.”

“Night Y/N. You are my sweet dream.”

anonymous asked:

Id like to ask for a scenario with Todoroki where his usually bold but insecure! s.o got jealous of Momo and him bc they feel so bad in comparison to Momo? Bc she is really pretty and damn that chest and she is so intelligent and adorable and sexy at the same time, the two look rlly good together. Todoroki reacts not so pleased and cold and they end up in a fight where s.o start to cry tho usually theyd never showed their tears in front of him (bc they tend to keep those emotions to themselves)

Sure! I made it fluffy, because…. I like soft Shoto? 

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He felt something was off, she was acting different lately. She wasn’t being herself. But when she told him she was jealous of Momo, he was angry.

“(Name), why would you say something like that? I don’t think of her that way, why would I even?”. His voice was calm, but his icy stare gave her shivers.

“You’ve been staring at her chest quite often lately!”, she started to yell at him, louder than she would have liked to.

“That’s not true! Her chest is always totally revealed, so maybe it was just a misunderstanding?”, his stare got even colder, however, his voice wasn’t calm anymore. “I don’t get you! Why do you think of her that way? There is absolutely no reason!”. She was his girlfriend for a reason after all, so seeing her so upset because of some stupid girl was something he did not appreciate, he did nothing wrong after all.

“Damn it, Shoto! I don’t believe you! You could do so much better than me! Why are you still with me? She is intelligent, beautiful and she’s really hot!”. She prayed to the gods that he wouldn’t notice the tears that started to form in the corner of her eyes. Spotting

Spotting the first tears that dropped down her chin, he knew, this was more than just about “some stupid girl”. 

“(Name)…”. Not hesitating for a second, he brought her close to his chest and gave her a hug. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have screamed. But I still don’t get your jealousy. You’re the woman I love and nobody else. Furthermore, I don’t like you because of your chest or your looks. I like you because you understand me better than anyone else could. Although, you are way more beautiful than she is.”. Joking, he chuckled a little bit as he wiped away the tears with his thumb.

“Shoto…”. Seeing her boyfriend that affectionate is new to her, sure, he is honest, when it comes to his feelings he seems kind of awkward about them.

“Since when did you become so good with words?”. She showed him a small smile. “I am sorry, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have mentioned it.”

“No, it was right. If you feel bad, you should tell me. Keeping things to yourself isn’t healthy.” 

He leaned in for a kiss, a long one. Making sure you would never feel insecure about yourself again.

anonymous asked:

Idk if you're still taking requests but pls tell me some hcs of some good ol domestic!sheith au.

Hope you like these:

- cuddles until noon!

- Keith makes Shiro lazy… but he doesn’t mind at all

- Keith wears Shiro’s sweaters all. the. time!

- but never does laundry so

- “dude, what am I supposed to wear now?”

- Cheek, forehead, head kisses for no apparent reason… constantly… as often as possible

- They would totally play video games

- Keith wants to win and Shiro too

- nope, no letting each other win, it’s a serious competition and they fight til death

- yelling at the TV and each other in the heat of the game

- Cuddled up on the couch, Shiro’s head is resting in Keith’s lap while he reads an astrophysics book and Keith one about conspiracy theories

- “Hey, listen to this.”

- reading passages to each other

- Keith just zoning out, watching Shiro do things

- thinking: “why are you so beautiful???? Why is he soo beautiful???”

- gets caught every. Damn. Time.

- thinking: “shit. Oh god. What is he thinking now???”

- Shiro gives him a quick kiss in response

- Keith smiles

- Keith blushes a lot

- working out together

- but actually more fooling around like kids than working out properly

- Shiro meditates to focus and Keith is still thinking it’s funny and can’t get behind it

- Keith cutting Shiro’s undercut

- Shiro sits on the bathtub edge and Keith is very concentrated and gentle

- “Done.” Keith runs his hand through Shiro’s top hair, messing them up

- both awful at cocking

- but try to anyways

- “You really love me, Keith.”

- “huh?”

- “this soup is 90% salt.”

- “I TRIED MY BEST OKAY??”

- doing dishes together

- Keith slapping Shiro with a towel

- “oh, you didn’t!!”

- towel slapping war!!

- eventually cradling on the ground because their stomachs hurt so much from laughing

- going to bed extra early just because more time to cuddle

- everything is s o f t

- Netflix is a thing

- 100% adopt a cat

- or 5

Requests are still open, btw