you down with opp


Do you ever just look into someone’s eyes…

Pros of reading You Mean I’m not Lazy, Crazy or Stupid: I have learnt a lot of useful analogies and coping stratagems to deal with the downsides of my recently diagnosed Adult ADD. 

Cons of reading You Mean I’m not Lazy, Crazy or Stupid: I know (or have unwittingly inferred) far more about the author’s tastes in the bedroom than I wish to know!

Request! 2003!Leonardo x Vigilante!Reader, Part Two.

The turtles were freaking out right now, all for different reasons.
Donatello had never seen such amazing gear, such incredible technology! And this giant computer? Talk about a dream come true. He wanted to just dive in and examine it and, okay, take it home. The lair could use something like this…
Raphael was impressed. The turtles themselves had a small trophy collection but is was nothing like this. Giant coins, a Jack in the Box, capes and masks of defeated vilians. He looked over the collection, just imagining how spectacular those battles must have been.
Michelangelo was practically in tears.
Here he was, sitting in the actual Batmobile, his hands on the wheels. It wasn’t on of course but it was still amazing. It was the Batmobile!! He could just imagine cruising through the city in this bad boy…
But Leonardo? He was pretty sure he was going to die. Because right in front of him were the members of his girlfriend’s family…the Bat Family.
Damian Wayne in full gear was looking at the turtle as though he was considering the right way to kill him. He knew quite a lot to choose from of course.
Nightwing and Barbara were whispering about something, glancing over at him occasionally.
Batwoman stood behind them, the look on her face just saying pretty amused right now as she watched his brothers fanboy over literally everything in sight.
And Batman.
Actual, for real Batman.
It hadn’t helped that all the way to Gotham City, Mikey had gone on and on about their amazing battles and skills. It may have seemed awesome to his little brother but it only made Leonardo even more aware that every member of this family could take him out like that.
Multiple times. In horribly, agonisingly, painful ways.
Mostly the new Robin, who hadn’t stopped looking at him as though he was thinking “turtle soup”.
Batman looked down at Y/N, discussing a current case she was chasing. He hadn’t even glanced at Leo. The turtle was thankful for that, he was having trouble handling the other four.
Damian glared at him, his dark eyes glancing down.
“Why are you holding her hand?”
Opps. Leo hadn’t even realized he had been doing that. He pulled away quickly but it was too late. A moment of surprise was replaced by three smiles and one frown.
“I, uh…”
“I think,” Batwoman interjected, “It’s pretty obvious why.”
Nightwing laughed as Damian glared at Leonardo. His shell was going end up in a throphy case, he thought. Y/N had told him exactly what he was like and what he was capable of.
“I think it’s cute.” Batgirl said.
“I think it’s weird. You know he’s a turtle, right?”
“Dude.” Nightwing said, punching the child’s arm.
It was true though, Leonardo knew that the relationship seemed strange to others. He glanced over at Y/N, who was still talking to Batman. He was praying for her to get over here and end this.
“It’s not the turtle thing, trust me.” Nightwing said, stealing the turtle’s attention.
“It isn’t?” he asked.
“He’s hate you no matter what species you happen to be, you’re dating Y/N. He’s just being a protective brat.”
Well…it made him feel a little better.
“I am not being a brat. We dont even know him, how can we trust him to take care of Y/N?”
“I think Y/N can take care of herself.” Batgirl replied.
“You know what I meant-”
“It’s not any of your-”
“Stop it, both of you-”
Soon enough they were all bickering and Leonardo, though still a little terrified, felt relieved that Nightwing and Batgirl seemed to be on “his” side. He just hoped that the whole thing wouldn’t get out of hand.
Luckily, it didn’t.
Batman finally spoke up, ending the argument with a firm,
“That’s enough.”
Everyone shut up. Everyone stared at the hero, including Leo.
“Shadow Bat is here because of a mission, not to listen to petty arguments. And we’re here to help her, not attack her choice in teammates.”
He walked past the group, the inky black cape trailing behind him. But he stopped. And looked over his shoulder with a smirk.
“It’s ridiculous that anyone here thinks that they need to approve Leonardo’s relationship with Y/N. It’s not our job. And it was completely obvious.”
He walked away, leaving the turtle slightly in awe. Leonardo turned to Y/N who was pulling in her black mask.
“It was?”
“To Batman? Of course it was.” she replied.
“But everyone else…”
“Is going to kick themselves for not figuring it out sooner. We are detectives after all.” she said, snapping on her belt.
She kissed Leo’s cheek and grabbed her blades.
“Now let’s kick some ass.”
He needed something after that experience. And what’s better then taking out ninjas and super villains with your girlfriend?

anonymous asked:

What does skru mean in Norwegian ?? Because, this tutorial I was referring to said Skru pa lampen as Norwegian for turn on the lamp but Google Translate says Skru means screw. And, now, I'm all sorts of confused !!

It means both! c:

It can be a screw/to screw something:

“å skru en skrue- “to screw a screw”

Or it can mean to turn something on/off/etc.:

“å skru på tven” - “to turn on the tv”

“å skru av datamaskinen” - “to turn off the computer”

“å skru ned lyden” - “to turn down the volume”

You can also say “slå av/på” to say “turn off/on” (lit. “hit down/up”)

(**BUT you can’t say “*slå ned/opp” (lit. “hit down/up”) when you want to say “turn down/up” – only when you want to say “turn off/on”!!)

Hope that helps you out! uvu

namjoon scenario | make me blush

 Would it be too cliche if we matched clothes a little? >> Namjoon
 requested by anon

You floated in a dream till Monday. Riding high, on your cloud of soft kisses, and fuzzy morning hazes, you forgot that the real world existed. And who was to blame? Who had pushed reality out, substituting it for daydreams and hearts doodled on notebooks? Kim Namjoon: best friend turned boyfriend. Your boyfriend. His was the only name running around your head, until -

Monday came and pop! Life hit back. There were classes to go to, friends to chat with, and a boyfriend to cram out of your thoughts. Until a question came up over coffee after class: “So, when are you going to get yourself a boyfriend, Y/N?”

“Hmm…?” The words floated around your brain, for a few minutes, bumping into bubbled thoughts of Namjoon, until they settled and computed, and you could finally reply with: “Oh! But I have a boyfriend?”

Your friends stopped what they were doing, straws dangling over smoothies, and coffee cups poised at lips.

There were three beats of silence, and then a collective scream of “You what?”

Your brows furrowed. In that blur that had been the last few days… had you forgotten to tell your friends about the only thing consuming all your time and brain-power? Opps. You pulled down the sleeves of your favourite black hoody, preparing for the barrage of questions that were to follow. And follow they did:

“Who is it?”

“Why didn’t you tell us?”

“How long were you planning on keeping this from us?”

“Is it Namjoon? Please tell me it’s Namjoon!”

“Come on, it’s gotta be Namjoon. Who else could it be?”

“Ohmigoodness! I ship it!”

You opened your mouth, ready to answer, or least ready to try, when a hand fell on your shoulder.

“Hi, Y/N!”

You spun in your chair, eyes widening when they met the deep-cut dimples and wide smile of –


Your friends had fallen silent. They didn’t need to ask anymore questions. Their answer was right in front of them, showing in the smiles and soft touches that gave away your newly-defined relationship. Oh, and there was also the matching black hoodies and ripped jeans combo. A blush crept to your ear-tips, only to fan out across cheeks and nose when your best friend squeaked, “Oh my gosh, I can’t believe you’re actually THAT couple!”

“THAT couple? What do you mean THAT couple?” You didn’t need to ask, but feigning ignorance was always easier.

“You know exactly what I mean! THAT couple. The cheesy couple that matches outfits all the time. You probably already have sickening pet names for each other, and text every second you’re apart.”

You snuck a glance at your boyfriend, only to stumble over the thought that he was in fact your boyfriend, and you found yourself pulling him closer and hiding your face in his matching hoody. “This is all your fault!” you mumbled into his chest.

Which of course it was. If it hadn’t been for his early morning texting, you could have turned up in completely different, non-matching outfits and avoided accusations of “cheesy”. But it wouldn’t be Namjoon without early morning texting:

Joonie: Morning baby xx

You: Good morning ^ - ^

Joonie: What are you wearing today?

You: Probs just jeans and my favourite hoody. Y?

Joonie: Would it be too cliche if we matched clothes a little?

You: Ur disgusting

Joonie: Disgusting?????

You: Disgustingly cute!!! ;)

You: Let’s do it <3

On second thought, maybe you were THAT couple after all. Not that you minded. You couldn’t have it any other way with Namjoon.

A/N: Some drabble to get me back into practice~

Please request some more from this list if you want :)

Sweet sight (Jungkook)

Type: Fluff

Request: Can you do you wake up to see your daughter and jungkook eating breakfast already and watching cartoons?

Summary: it’s always cute to see moments of bonding like this

You let out a groan as you rolled over in your bed, you were expecting Jeongguk to be but he was already up. You heard light giggles followed by a deep one with a ‘shh’ and smiled you sat up. You slide on pants and made your way into the living room. “Shh baby this is the best part of the episode” Jeongguk said as him and Jiwoo watched Pororo. Jiwoo giggled as she stuck the over-sized spoon of cereal into her mouth. 

“Jeongguk I thought I said to give her the little spoons” you scolded playfully startling him before he smiled “but babe that makes cereal boring” he said patting the spot beside him. You quickly walked over and sat yourself down as he passed you his half eaten bowl of cereal. 

“Opps” you heard as you looked over at Jiwoo who spilled half of her bowl of milk onto her lap. “Jeongguk” you said passing him the bowl back as you took your daughter’s bowl and placed it on the counter. “Guess who isn’t finishing this episode of Pororo” you said as they both sighed “come on Jiwoo time for your morning bath” he said patting her back. She pouted “but” she said “you spilt your milk baby” Jeongguk said “and you know eomma’s very mean to us” he teased sticking his tongue out at you as they walked away.

He finds out that you’re ticklish - 5SOS

A/N:Hey guys I am so sorry that it is taking me so long to get through all of these prompts. I just have a lot of work at the moment and I’ve also been sick. But here is the next one.

This prompt while really fun was also so hard to think of multiple scenarios for, but here it is and I hope you like it, please let me know!


“Y/N” Michael called out, childishly drawing out your name, as he arrived home from the studio, “I’m in here Mikey” you called back absentmindedly keeping your focus aimed on the TV that was playing a movie in front of you. “Y/N” Michael said once more, this time much closer, his  voice coming from right behind you, “yes?” you replied questioningly, looking up over the top of the couch towards him. “Coming over” Michael announced, not giving you nearly enough warning before he launched himself over the edge of the couch, landing half behind you and half on top of you. “Arggg MIKE!” you complained, trying to shuffle out from under him. “Hey come back” he protested reaching out for you, “I wanted to cuddle.” He had barely gotten the words out when his fingers brushed over the exposed skin of your side, where your shirt had ridden up, and you squealed, pulling your side away. Michael stopped and looked at you with wide eyes, “what was that?” he asked with a mischievous grin. “Nothing” you said, trying to quickly move away from him before he realised, but it was already too late as Michael was already reaching out to pull you back into his chest and holding you there. “You’re ticklish aren’t you” he asked with a chuckle, the rush of his breath of your skin already making you squirm. “No!” you tried a little too quickly. You felt Michael’s hands move slowly making you tense before he started to tickle at your sides, a laugh bursting from your lips only moments later. “Mikey stop” you screeched, already squirming wildly under Michael where he had moved you to trap you on the couch underneath him. “No way, this is hilarious” Michael said continuing his assault. Your laughter continued along with his fingers now under your shirt until you were gasping for breath and he finally stopped, collapsing down beside you, now laughing almost as much as you. “I’m so glad I found out you’re ticklish” Michael said looking across at you with a wicked grin. You groaned covering your face with your hands, “oh god, you are going to be so mean about this” you told him, though a smile still played at your own lips.  


Luke wasn’t even awake, but you had been laying there with eyes wide open for at least half an hour, just waiting for your tired and sure to be slightly hung over boyfriend to wake up. It was only a few minutes later that you heard some soft mumbling from his side of the bed before he rolled towards you, flinging an arm across your torso. You groaned at the weight of it but a moment later you were trying to hold back your giggles. Luke had subconsciously started to move his fingers trying to grip onto possibly you or the sheets but the slow movements were tickling your side and you were squirming trying to get away but found you were trapped by the weight of his arm. You held it in for a while until you couldn’t help it anymore and you let out a loud giggle pulling away from his touch and slamming your body into his chest. Luke woke with a shock, looking up at you with wide glassy blue eyes, “What’s happ…ning” he mumbled in tired confusion. “Sorry babe” you said, trying to hide your smile, “it’s just your hand, was tickling me in your sleep.” Luke looked at you for a moment, as though his brain was taking the time to process what you had said, “you mean like…” Luke started, a smirk pulling up the corner of his lip as his hand moved back to your side and started to tickle you once again. You screeched, immediately trying to wiggle away, but now that Luke was awake he was quick to pin you underneath him his hands moving mercilessly along your sides. A few minutes of you screaming and laughing later, Luke stopped all of a sudden collapsing back down on the bed beside you, “as much as I love hearing you laugh, my head is killing me” Luke said with a pout in your direction. “Good” you said quickly, jumping out of bed now that you were free. “Wait no I want to cuddle” Luke said, looking at you pleadingly. You stared him down for a moment before caving, “no tickles” you told him sternly, “no tickles” he agreed with a nod and you were quick to crawl back into bed beside him.


“Baby come to bed” Calum whined to you from where he was sprawled across the covers of your shared bed. “Cal I’ll be there in a minute, I’m just cleaning my face” you said with a laugh at how impatient he was being. It was quiet for a few moments and you thought that he had finally decided to leave you in peace to finish getting ready for bed, but of course that was not that case. “Come to bed” Calum’s voice shocked you, from where he spoke right next to your ear. “Geez Calum, are you trying to give me a heart attack” you joked, swatting him away. Calum laughed but didn’t move away at all. He only moved closer and rested his head on your shoulder as he watched you in the mirror, “come to bed” he whined again, but this time his fingers reached up and started to tangle their way into your shirt straps. You were happy enough to ignore him and let him do as he pleased until his soft fingers trailed down your arm, pulling the strap with them and the gentle touch made you squirm, letting out a small giggle, “Cal stop,” you tried, moving slightly away. “No way, this just got so much more fun,”Calum said with an obvious smile in his tone. Before you could further object Calum had started to run his fingers down your arms in a much more deliberate pattern, somehow managing  to catch all of your most ticklish spots. “Cal!” you tried again, trying to contain your giggles through your already gasping breath while attempting to move away. But Calum had other plans and was quick to move the two of you so you were trapped between his body and the counter his hands expertly tickling your sensitive skin. It wasn’t until you were gasping for breath and half collapsed onto his body that Calum stopped, his own laughter making him struggle for breath. “Cal you’re horrible” you said, though a smile still played at your lips. “No I’m not” he told you matter of factly “now come to bed” he said with a wide grin. “Fine but you have to carry me” you agreed, Calum was happy to comply and you soon found yourself in bed curled into his warm chest, both of you still breathing raggedly.    


“Arrgggg” you groaned loudly as you slumped down into the side of the lounge, your feet stretching out and finding their place on Ashton’s lap. “Long day?” Ash asked with a grin and a small chuckle. “The worst” you agreed, throwing your head back and closing your eyes, “possibly the busiest day at work ever, and I didn’t even get to have lunch and I’m just exhausted”’ you whined, pushing yourself further down into the cushions. Your eyes shot open when you felt Ashton’s hands on the souls of your feet, your foot twitching up and almost hitting him in the jaw, “Woah” Ash exclaimed, pulling back just in time to escape your foot. “What are you doing” you squealed pulling your feet quickly back towards you. “Well I was going to give you a foot massage” Ashton said slowly “but apparently that’s not a good idea.” “No it’s not” you said quickly. “Wait,” Ashton said looking at you with a smirk, “your ticklish” he stated, reaching out and easily reaching with his long arms to tickle at the bottom of your foot. “Ash!!! No!” you yelled trying to pull your feet under you but not succeeding when he just grabbed your ankle and pulled it towards him. Ashton ran his fingers slowly back and forth across the bottom of your foot, you thrashing around on the couch while he easily managed to dodge your other flailing limbs. By this time Ashton’s laugh had joined your own, though partly drowned out by your loud ad uncontrollable laughter. It wasn’t until you shuffled too close to the edge and tumbled ungracefully from the lounge that Ashton stopped, still holding your foot in his lap leaving you in an awkward and tangled position. “Opps” he said, quickly dropping down beside you and pushing your messy hair back from your eyes, “you ok?” he asked, “no you harrumphed,  “Sorry” he said with half a pout, not quite managing to hide the smile still on his lips. “I want a proper massage now” you demanded, quickly continuing before he could speak, “shoulders only and NO tickling.” “Ashton laughed, “alright lovely lady” he said with a grin, pressing a quick kiss to your lips before moving the both of you so you were settled between his legs and he could reach your shoulders.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading, really hope you are still enjoying my stories, please let me know what you thought of this one :)

1D BSM Preference: He Catches You With One Of The Other Boys

Niall: (Louis) You and Louis had been super flirty with each other lately, and yeah, you had a crush on him. It hadn’t really went anywhere though. You didn’t want to push him because he just got out of a bad breakup. One night, the two of you were sitting in the back of the tour bus, watching a movie, and ended up falling asleep next to each other. You knew you didn’t fall alseep cuddled next to him, because you would have remembered that. But you must have shifted in your sleep at some point, because you woke with your head on his chest and his arm wrapped around you… and your brother staring you down. “Opps,” you said, jumping up, distrubing Louis. “Hm?” he moaned, opening his eyes to see Niall glaring at him. “Oh shit,” he mumbled, sitting up quickly. He glanced at you for a second before turning back to Niall. “So when were you going to tell me about this?” Niall said, voice booming in your ears. “Ni it’s noth…” “Niall, I’m sorry,” Louis intruppted, and looked over at you. “There was nothing to tell, until last night, when I realized that I am completely in love with your sister.” Your jaw dropped. Niall tried to keep up his tough guy glare at Louis, but you saw a smile creeping onto his face. “You love me?” you whispered, surprised. “I do,” he smiled. You looked into his eyes and saw that he was being honest. “Ni, can you go away so I can kiss him without my big brother watching?” You heard Niall laugh as he walked out of the room, screaming he ‘called it’ as you pulled Louis in for your first kiss together.

Zayn: (Harry) “Zayn?” Silence. “Zayn, talk to me, please?” You sighed when there was no response. He’d caught you and Harry together, and now he wouldn’t even look at you. “Zayn, I know you’re mad, but you don’t need to be. I’m old enough to make my own decisions… you can trust me.” “That’s the thing! I know I can trust you. I can’t trust him!” “You can thou…” “No! You just see the sweet guy he lets you see! I’m the one that’s been with him almost every day for four years! I know the real him, you see him through rose colored glasses. He’s not good for you. He’s going to hurt you, and where does that leave me?” “Don’t make it about you Zayn…” “But it is! He hurts you, I’m your big brother. I’m gonna hurt him back. Which will cause turmoil in the band, which will effect our product, which hurts the fans! Don’t you see what all this will fuck up if you date him? Get over him. Now.” “So the band is more important than your sister’s happiness?” “No, that’s not what I’m saying…” “That’s exactly what you’re saying,” you whispered, walking away. No one was going to tell you who to love, not even your brother.

Louis: (Liam) “You kill me” you moaned into your boyfriend’s mouth, “you’re so sexy.” The two of you were in the tour bus, making out on the couch. You hadn’t had alone time in forever, mostly because you were trying to hide your relationship from your brother, who would absolutely flip shit if he knew you were together. Since the rest of the crew were settled into their hotel rooms for the night, you thought the safest place for the two of you was the tour bus. Liam detached himself from your face long enough to pull your shirt off. “Damn it, you’re gorgeous,” he said, attaching his lips to your collar bone. Unfortunately, you and your brother often had the same mindset, because as thing were getting hot and heavy for you and Liam, he and his girlfriend were walking onto the tour bus. “Well this is awkward!” he yelled, and you and Liam turned to see him. “Louis.. what!” you screamed, jumping off Liam’s lap to find your shirt. Louis just rolled his eyes and giggled. “Seem this space is taken, my love,” he said to his girlfriend. You were blushing like mad as he reached into his pocket and flicked something at Liam. It was a condom. “I’m not ready to be an uncle you two!” he called as he turned to leave. Liam chuckled when the door was shut. “Well that killed the mood!” “Least he didn’t kill us…”

Liam: (Niall) “Ahh!” you heard someone scream. Thinking it was just a little horseplay, you didn’t think anything of it. Until the door flew open, Niall running in, face pink from running and fear. “He’s tryna kill me!” “Who?” “God damn it Horan!” Liam yelled, walking into the room looking like the Hulk. “Uh oh…” “I told him! I told him about us. I couldn’t help it because I love you and I’m tired of hiding it and he went fucking mental!” “BECAUSE YOU’RE TAKING ADVANTAGE OF MY BABY SISTER!” Liam screamed, lunging at Niall. “AH!” Niall ducked and hid behind you. “Baby do something.” “SHE’S NOT YOUR BABY!” “LIAM! STOP!” you yelled. He stopped. Even Niall backed away from you a little. Your brother had nothing on you when you were angry, and he knew that. “Liam. I know you’re mad and I’m sorry. I should have told you, and I’m sorry. When this first started, it was just a fling, you know? I didn’t tell you cause I knew what you would say. But I love him. I really, really do. So please get over it. Please just be happy for me… please Liam. I need your blessing, I do. I love you and you’re my big brother and your opinion matters… but I also need him. To be happy, I need him.” You started to tear up. “I need him, Liam. I’ll be miserable without him. Just… please?” You were full on crying. “Sweetheart don’t cry,” Liam said, pulling you into his arms. “I just wanna be happy, Li,” you sobbed. “Shh, I know. I want you to be happy.” “Then don’t hurt Niall.” Liam chuckled, “I won’t.” Niall stood off to the side, letting you have your moment with your brother. He was biting his nails, as he always did when he was nervous. Liam let you go and smiled at you, then he turned to Niall. Niall’s eyes grew big and he was ready to run. “I’m sorry, Niall. I didn’t mean to try to kill you. But that’s my baby sister, you know. That’s my life.” “She’s my life too, Liam,” Niall said. Liam smiled again. “You love her?” “With everything that I am.” “Alright, then. Make her happy.” You grinned and ran into Niall’s arms. “He already does,” you assured your brother as Niall placed a kiss on your temple.

Harry: (Zayn) “Harry, we need to talk,” you nervously told your big brother. You were dating his bandmate, and it was getting sort of serious, and you knew it was time to tell him. “I already know, babe. You don’t have to tell me anything.” “Wait, what?” “You and Zayn. I know. I’ve always known.” “H-h-how?” Harry grinned. “Don’t be nervous. I’m okay with it. If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t have let it get this far.” “But how did you know?” “It’s obvious. The way you two look at each other… everyone knows.” “Really Harry?” “Yeah. Plus… I might have walked in on you two one time…” “Harry!” “What, I didn’t stay to watch and I let you finish.” “OH MY GOD HARRY.”

I just heard that there’s going to be a #blacklivesmatter ride down to Ferguson. I think it’s great to see people coming together to support each other, but I do have several issues with people who have no connection to people in Missouri going down there.

First of all, there are many activists on the ground in Missouri. Those people should be at the helm because it is their neighborhoods and neighbors being attacked and they know what their people need. Secondly, don’t go down there if you don’t have some measureable goals or if you are going to use their resources. Going down there for photo opps is not cool. They are also trying to feed their people and while they are feeding others, please be considerate of their resources. Lastly, why does it seem that black lives only matter when they are male, cisgender and heterosexual? Where was the #blacklivesmatter ride when the black trans women Diamond Williams and Islan Nettles were killed? Where was the #blacklivesmatter ride when that black lesbian couple was murdered in Texas? Where were they when my friend was strangled to death, stuffed into a duffel bag, and discarded in an empty lot earlier this summer? She was a black woman and activist who I KNOW would be out here hitting the pavement for Ferguson, so why weren’t people marching for her?

I understand that those lives weren’t taken by police, but they were senselessly snuffed out and deserve to be respected. They deserve the support of community also. Trans, queer, and cishet Black women deserve to know that they are considered a valuable part of the Black community, and not just as the noble wife, abandoned daughter, or grieving mother of a murdered Black male.

I REALLY HATE WHEN PEOPLE SAY THAT ZOE COULD SO MUCH BETTER THAN ALFIE. YOU DON’T KNOW THEIR RELATIONSHIP WHEN THE CAMERA IS TURNED OFF. They’ve been together for longer than a year; clearly they’re doing something right. So stop judging someone’s relationship with another person when it really is NONE of our business at all.

EXO's reaction to their gf being kissed on stage

Xiumin: *pops up out of nowhere* “Surprise.”

Luhan: “You wanna go?!”


Suho: “No it’s fine. It’s a staged kiss anyways.”


Baekhyun: “I hate humans.”

Chen: *beyond pissed*

Chanyeol: *threatens him with water gun*

D.O.: “I’m sure he won’t be needing those lips anymore.”

Tao: “Omg this guy, I can’t even.”

Kai: “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!?!”

Sehun: *goes and burns down guy’s house* “Opps.”

Little black dress

A/N: I’ve never done a song preference before, but I just kind of had this idea and here it is. So let me know if you like it. 


“Little black dress

Did you come here alone?”

Niall had been watching you for a while, dancing and laughing on the dance floor. He finally made a move, pushing his way through the crowd to dance beside you. Your bodies moved in time to the beat of the music for a music songs until Niall decided he needed a drink. Niall leant in close and called over the music, “did you come here alone?” he asked, making you look at him cautiously. “Oh god, I only meant did you and your friends want to come to the VIP section” Niall said blushing. You laughed giving him a grin, gesturing to your friends before letting him lead you all towards the VIP lounges, his arm wrapped loosely around your waist.



“I wanna see the way you move for me, baby

I wanna see the way you move for me, baby

I wanna see the way you move for me

Whoa oh”

You walked down the stairs ready to head to the clubs with Liam. As soon as you came into view his eyes were glued to you, “woah” he said with a smirk. You smiled slowly at him, blushing slightly. Liam held the door open for you, watching you walk out, his eyes watching the way your hips moved as you walked. As soon as you were in the club, the music pounding through the room, his hands were on your sides, running over your hips and his lips were against your neck. “I wanna see the way you move for me baby” he told you and you smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck and moving your hips in time to the music as he backed you into the thick of the pulsing crowd of dancing bodies.


“It’s alright

It’s alright

‘Cause I’ll take you home”

You stumbled up to Zayn, a hand wrapped precariously around your glass of vodka. You stumbled on your heels as you got to him, falling into his arms and in the process spilling your drink straight down the front of your black dress. “Opps” you giggled before looking down at your new black dress and suddenly you were crying, “Babe, what’s wrong?” Zayn asked quickly a confused look on his face. “My new dress is ruined and I’m drunk” you said with tears down your cheeks. Zayn tried to hide a smile as he wrapped his arms around you, “It’s alright, I’ll take you home” he told you and you nodded softly letting him lead you from the club.



“Little black dress

Just walked into the room

Makin’ heads turn

Can’t stop looking at you”

As soon as you set foot in the club, Harry’s eyes couldn’t leave you alone, along with every other guy in the club. He watched as you walked towards the bar, sitting down with your friends, before making his way over to you and sliding into the spare seat beside you. “You made quite the entrance” Harry greeted with a charming smile. “Why thank you” you told him with a matching smile. “So can I buy you a drink, so everyone else stops looking?” Harry asked with a smirk. You made a short show of looking around the room before you smiled again, “that would be nice.”



“Little black dress

Who you doin’ it for?

Little black dress

I can’t take anymore”

You and Louis had been fighting, so when you walked out with the other girls ready to head to the after party you were satisfied to see Louis’ eyes widen as he took in your short, revealing black dress. As you walked into the club Louis slid up beside you and whispered, “who’s the dress for?” you just turned to smirk at him and strutted out towards the dance floor. It didn’t take long, only 4 songs, before two hands landed on your hips and a body was moving in sync with yours. You turned to look at Louis and smiled, he leant down and kissed you roughly before saying, “I can’t take it anymore, I’m sorry.” You smiled “you” you told him gaining a confused look, “the dress is for you.”

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