When Chris comes home from a long mission he can't wait to finally feel your body again. He just flings you over his shoulder and carries you straight to the bedroom. "Chris, let me down!" you squeal and in reply he just (carefully) throws you down on the mattress. In a split second he's on you and kisses you hard. "Take your shirt off" he urges between desperate kisses. "Shouldn't we maybe get the bags out the car first" He stares you down with darkened eyes. "You should do as your doctor says"
…. 😧😧😧😧😧 this was the perfect mix of fluff and smut
Hello~ Is the ask box still open? If so, how about some cuddling hcs for Giorno? :D
-Aw you’re so cute and polite
-Yes the ask box was still open
•When Giorno sleeps alone, he usually rests on his right side; while clutching something close to his chest
•Whether it be a stuffed animal or a blanket, he prefers to hold something small and soft near his heart
•Looks like you’ll be perfect for that then
•He thinks he’s not a good spooner, or he’s awkward
•Still rests on his side and only curves his body slightly towards you
•Prefers to have your face close to his chest
•He loves to get his hand under your shirt to rub your back or rub his thumb in small circles
•You just look so peaceful and relaxed how can he not
•Giorno likes it when you wrap your legs around him or an arm wrapped around his waist
•It gives him comfort
•He thinks it sounds creepy, but he likes to watch you sleep and notes how your face contorts while you dream away~
•Depending on your expressions, he will leave different flowers next to you to enjoy when you wake up
•If it wasn’t much change, he leaves a rose
•If there was a lot of hyperventilated and scared sort of expressions, it’s lilacs
•If you seem sad during your sleep, he leaves forget-me-nots so you don’t forget that he’ll always be around
-I love you and spent more time on this than I expected
BIGBANG | You Feel Insecure About Yourself Because Of What Magazines and “Fans” Say
If it’s not too much to ask, could you do a Big Bang reaction and Exo reaction to you feeling insecure about your body because of what magazines and “fans” say?
I kinda changed it up and made it where you become insecure about anything that the fans or magazines could point out about you and not just your body. Hope you enjoy.
G Dragon/Jiyong: “What are you doing?” he would question, noticing you standing in front of the bedroom mirror in your underwear just looking at yourself.
“Do you think I’m pudgy?” you questioned.
“Excused me?” he questioned.
“I was reading the-” you started.
“Stop…if you were reading one of those tabloids again and they mentioned something about your weight, they have no idea what they’re talking about. They don’t know you. You are perfect just the way you are.”
“Jiyongie…you really mean that?”
“Of course…why would I lie about something like that?”
T.O.P./Seunghyun: “What do you think of my hair?” you asked, walking into the living room.
“I really like it….This is the third time you’ve asked me this, is everything alright?” he asked.
“It’s just,” you started not really sure how to put it, “Well I posted some photos on Instagram and I’ve been seeing somethings not only from your fans but in magazines about my new haircut. So…does it really look good?”
“Of course it does…though if you’re that worried maybe you could dye it, what do you think? Blonde?” he asked, motioning to his own hair.
“I went through the blonde hair phase in high school, there’s no going back to it,” you commented.
“Ooooh, I know…green,” he said, “You could match Ji.”
“The answer will probably be no-.”
Taeyang/Youngbae: “My boobs are too big aren’t they?” you questioned walking out into the living room without a shirt on.
“This is a trick question isn’t it?” he asked, looking up from his cereal.
“No…they truly are humongous, aren’t they?” you asked.
“Did you go bra shopping again? I asked you to warn me next time….”
“No…no…its just…I was on the internet and I saw some comments about the dress I wore to the awards show and apparently my boobs looked huge.”
He was silent for a minute before finally thinking of something to say. “How do you want me to answer this…is there a safe way too?”
“Just tell me the truth…” you said.
“Well…jagi…your boobs are perfectly proportioned to your body,” he said, looking quite proud of his own answer.
Daesung: “Hey Dae…”
“Do you think my butt is non-existent?” you questioned.
“Excuse me?” he asked not completely sure if he heard you right.
“Do you think I have no butt….like is it too small?” you asked.
“Well I certainly don’t think so,” he replied, “Why do you ask.”
“Well I was reading this fashion magazine and there was this article and you and I were in it in the our outfits and the writer said that it was a shame that I didn’t have a butt or it would fill out my clothes better,” you replied.
“Well that’s rude…you look amazing all the time jagi,” he said, “Don’t listen to what some stupid reporter says, they’re just trying to make a name for themselves.”
Seungri: “What’s with all the makeup?” Seungri asked seeing you standing in the bathroom, makeup spread out all over the counter, “There a special occasion I should know about?”
“Do you think I should wear makeup more often?” you questioned.
“What do you mean?” he asked, “You wear makeup everyday…”
“I mean like more than just the basic eyeliner and lipstick routine,” you corrected.
“If you want but…why?”
“Well…some press photos came out and fans were talking about the fact that I don’t wear very much makeup.”
“So?” he said, “That’s what I love about you…you’re true to you and you don’t try and be showy by plastering yourself with makeup. That’s why you’re my everything. Don’t listen to the critics…”
Romans 12:1-2 Therefore, I urge you brothers, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship. 2 Do not conform to the pattern of the world but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is. His good pleasing and perfect will.
I’m still learning myself, ah. Someone once told me something that always helps me when i find myself picking apart my body and comparing myself- and that’s to switch every negative thing I might find about myself to name a positive. It takes practice of course and it’s not always an easy thing to do, but it’s something that has helped me a lot. Whenever I find myself in front of the mirror or looking at pictures and looking at every little thing wrong, I remind myself how grateful I am to be healthy and be able to do the things that I do. Your body is beautiful. You don’t need to look a certain way to be “perfect” Once you let go of that pressure, you really see how awesome and beautiful you really are, inside and out. Hope I helped in some way. x
How is your body so perfect?!? You've got the prettiest pussy
Thank you! I eat and drink stuff that makes my body happy, I’ve spent years working through internalized issues so I can love my temple which results in confidence that genuinely makes me prettier, and also i try not to sleep with undies on so my pussy can be freeeee
Today I found my sister working out and was confused as to why. She’s only 14 and should be mixing weird ice cream flavors and going to hang out with friends not doing yoga and 10 minute intense ab workouts. So i asked her why she was exercising and she replies ‘to get in shape’. I was a little upset by this because shes only 14, why should she worry about body image? Shes already thin so i was worried she was harming herself.
Before i gave her the ‘society’s expectations for the physical appearance of women is bullshit’ speech i asked why
And do you know what she said?
“I wanna kick ass”
She wasnt working out to get the perfect summer bod, she was working out to fucking KICK ASS. She said that she wanted to learn martial arts n shit but first she wanted to punch like a hard ass and impress everyone with her muscles
And i was so damn shocked. Now all it seems girls work out for is an hourglass figure and a flat stomach but no, this 14 year old just wants to be strong enough to kickass.
Society tells us that our bodies have to be this perfect replica of friggin Jessica Rabbit. It tells us that the only reason we should work out is to get skinny. It tells us that girls with more weight than others need to diet and jog 5 km a day.
Why should we as women exercise and diet to get the perfect, skinny hourglass body, big butt, and big boobs figure to please men and society??
If we’re going to exercise shouldn’t it be for our OWN benefit? To kick ass? To feel strong, confident and pretty?
Instead of pretending to know what gluten is and hating our bodies, shouldn’t we love them?
Ladies, if you’re going to exercise and diet do it because you want to, not because of unrealistic body portrayals of women.
Do it because you love yourself
Do it to become strong
Do to to become confident
Do it because you want to show off your muscles
Do it like a girl, like a 14 year old girl.
Sweet is what she wanted your lips to taste
on the dips
of her lips
because she knew
your tongue had been dishonest.
She watched how lies
slithered out of your perfect teeth
snuck into her ears
but without hesitation
she forgave you.
When you’d crawl in bed,
shaping your body
She’d let go of your every mistake
because your skin felt soft,
when it was actually cracked.
And your words felt real
and your lips tasted like
She never told you
that was her favorite candy.
Except her teeth
began to rot,
the cavities began to hurt,
the touch of your body
started to sting
her body was rejecting you.
And the day you left,
she purged out every fucking memory,
soon sweetness became acidic
no longer craving your tongue,
just the burn from it.
on the left is a victoria secret model, and on the right is me. there was a time, i would have put these pictures side by side, and used it as a “goal” to get to. i actually went into a victoria secret shop once, about a year ago, with my friend, and whilst she was trying something on in the changing room, and i was waiting, i was trying to hold back the tears, they just started running down my face, and i was desperately wiping them away before anyone saw. it was all too much in there, all them what i deemed as “perfect” girls plastered all over the walls, and my mind was racing with “why don’t i look like them” “why can’t i achieve that” “i’ll never be like them” and looking back, i feel so saddened that i ever felt like that. (my friend didn’t know, so it obviously wasn’t her fault that it happened, she was just shopping in there, bless her❤️) but now, today, i don’t envy those girls, NOT ONE LITTLE BIT. i’ve read up about their diets, and some days they have detoxing where they literally eat just vegetables, and like hours before the show they aren’t allowed liquid, like hello?? we need to drink?? it’s just crazy. it’s their choice and i completely understand that, but i’m just saying that there was a time i would have admired how strict they are with themselves, but today is so different. i want to enjoy food, i’ve rid my life of diets, i’ve found self love, and i want to eat cake and ice cream, when i want cake and ice cream, like chocolate?? who doesn’t love chocolate?? i just don’t envy their bodies or their lifestyles anymore, and that’s just a GLO UP for me. YOU DONT NEED TO LOOK LIKE THOSE GIRLS. YOU NEED TO LOOK LIKE YOU. YOU YOU YOU. whatever body shape, or size you are, that’s perfect, and that’s what makes you YOU.
Your eyelids are perfect the way they are. Don’t let people make you think you need makeup tools or surgery to change them.
Your skin is lovely the way it is no matter how dark or light. Don’t let people make you think you need to bleach it or change it with makeup or be ashamed of it.
Your body is amazing the way it is even if they don’t fit cultural or societal standards. Fat, thin, curvy, curve-less, big tummy, small breasts– as long as your body is keeping you alive is all that matters. That is its function, not being beautiful.
Your participation or lack there of in your culture does not make you any more or less Asian. If you are mixed and present one ethnicity over the other, you are no more or less Asian. The only one who can tell you your identity is you.
Your attraction, sexual or romantic, to women is not shameful or dirty or wrong. Your place on the gender spectrum is not shameful or dirty or wrong. They are not fetishes, they are not inherently pornographic. They are parts of who you are that make you you, and anyone that thinks otherwise is ignorant and in need of enlightenment.
Summary: Pure porn without plot. You wake up and spend a morning with Sam and Dean.
Warnings: Smut, threesome (no Wincest), anal sex
Word Count: 2650ish
A/N: Hope y’all enjoy! XOXO
Too hot. Too bright. Everything feels heavy and suffocating, like you’re trapped or tied down. Leg muscles twitch, but you can’t move them as you force your brain to swim toward the surface, try to break your mind out of its haze.
And then you wake up.
For just a moment, you focus only on your breath. You wake up like this two or three times a week, have ever since you started hunting, and it will only take your body a few seconds to calm down.
(This started as a response to this post of @rcmclachlan‘s but immediately took on a life of its own and got so long that I think it would be rude/derailing as a response, so here it is as its own post, sorry about whatever this is.)
I’ve just decided that Yuuri Katsuki is the Hugh Dancy of photoshoots, in that every photographer meets him, goes slightly cross-eyed, panics, and starts throwing questionable props at him and putting him in ridiculous situations.
Yuuri Katsuki as Hugh Dancy drinking a mojito on a ladder in a pool for no reason.
Yuuri Katsuki as Hugh Dancy Not Knowing How Chairs Work
Yuuri Katsuki as Hugh Dancy In Eyeliner And A Collar
Yuuri thinks this is just how photoshoots work, don’t they? It’s how his have always worked, anyway, he sort of assumes his photos always seem so weird because it’s just some flaw in him, that he’s so unattractive photographers have to distract from his terrible face and katsudon body with weird settings and poses and props.
At some point Phichit tries to sit him down for a conversation about how he has to stop doing That Look at his photographers because it incapacitates them and that’s what leads to things like that photoshoot where he’s balancing a pumpkin on his head while a chicken stares at him. And Yuuri is just all; what look, I am trying not to make eye contact at all, it’s the only way I can survive having so many people looking at me, why are there so many makeup people. And Phichit has to explain that it comes off as gazing coyly up through your eyelashes, Yuuri, you were practically batting them at the poor man and Yuuri just wails I COULDN’T SEE HIM, YOU TOOK MY GLASSES AWAY, I WAS SQUINTING.
Phichit just: that poor man, he thinks you’re practically engaged, please wear your contacts and stop accidentally making people fall in love with you, I am running out of space on my wall for photos of you not knowing how different kinds of furniture work.
What I’m saying is that when Yuuri eventually stammers out to Phichit that he’s thinking of having some, you know, *lowered voices*, boudoir photos taken for Viktor’s birthday, Phichit’s response is twofold.
First: get him, Tiger. Second: hire a lesbian who will not give two fucks about your Eros but actually understands photography. It’s the only way they will turn out actually-sexy and not you naked-but-strategically-draped-in-goldfish, standing en pointe in a Home Depot, for some reason, waving a box of crackers.
Phichit assumes his advice was followed when Viktor’s one and only social media post on his birthday is I AM DEAD. I AM DEAD AND MY PERFECT AND PRECIOUS HUSBAND HAS KILLED ME, RIP ME, MY SOUL HAS LEFT MY BODY, I AM ASCENDING TO A HIGHER PLANE NOW.
Then again, who knows. That’s also the sort of thing Viktor posts on any random Tuesday if he caught a glimpse of Yuuri’s ankle during dinner or something.
Phichit sends Yuuri a thumbs-up emoji anyway, because he’s an idiot and needs all the encouragement he can get.