you gotta agree

This fandom I swear to god

Keith: *blinks in Lance’s direction*

Fandom: OMG KLANCE IS CANONNNNN CAN YOU BELIEVE???!?!? HERE IS A UNIVERSITY QUALITY ANALYSIS ON THE SYMBOLISM OF BLINKING AT A PERSON PURE PROOF THEY WILL BECOEM CANON!!!! CAN YOU BELIEV E WE ARE IN THIS E RA WHERE KLANCE IS SOOOOOO CANON OH MY GOD BLESS UP KEITH IS THE GAYEST LANCE IS THE BI-EST MY CROPS ARE WATERRRED MY SKIN HAS CLEARED DEPRESSION IS CUREDDDDD-

Ok but why aren’t there more people talking about Noah’s acting?? I understand all the hype surrounding dad steve and mileven scenes but?? Noah literally had to act out the hardest and most emotional scenes this season and he did it so fucking well. And yall are just gonna sleep on him?? Not on my fucking watch bitches

anonymous asked:

You're such a big ray of sunshine. To have an artist like you is such a blessing. (To be honest I followed you way back when and it was sad to see you gone) I saw you again by chance and I was wondering if you were the same artist as from before or not and you were!!!! I was so happy to find you again! And seeing how you are more active and just. You are great! Keep being you! Your comment about angst too is true, we need that cute fluff!!!! May happiness rain down on you!!!

I???? Wow I actually don’t know what to say, umm…….

Well first off, I really appreciate you being a long term follower of mine; it means a lot!! I apologize for leaving so suddenly back at that time, but I’m really glad to see that you found me again! I hope you enjoy your stay! Secondly, just know that seeing this made me really happy! You’re honestly too kind. I don’t think I can handle this?? I’m still pretty speechless actually…, but thank you so much for this! I hope happiness rains down on you too!!

Second-Hand Apology (Zach DempseyxFem!Reader)

Originally posted by veronicsalodge


Okay so, don’t hate me for this. But I started watching 13 Reasons Why, and I fell in love with Zach Dempsey fast & hard. Naturally, I started thinking about him. Then I started writing about him in a reader insert kinda way…. and now I have an actual fic. Because I’m in love with him. It isn’t as long as the other one’s I’ve written, but I had to get it out of my system. SO HERE IT IS KIDDIES I LOVE ZACH DEMPSEY AND IM NOT SORRY ABOUT IT. 

Let me know if y’all like it and want more 13 Reasons Why fics!

This fic is rated SFW!

Trigger Warnings: Sexual objectivity/ Sexual Harassment/ Bullying )

You felt nauseous.

Ever since yesterday afternoon, when you’d caught wind of a “Hot or Not” list about the girls in your grade. And you heard somewhere you were on it.

The following afternoon, when you saw just about every guy in the sophomore class crowded around Alex Standall’s locker, you felt like any minute you’d keel over and hurl. And when you decided to see what all the fuss was about, just about every guy let out a wolf whistle when they saw you, obviously staring you up and down. 

You felt a sour taste in your mouth over just how uncomfortable you felt, and when you shoved through everybody. Bryce, leaning next to Alex’s locker, had that predatory look on his face that always gave you chills. Justin was patting Alex’s back, Monty was cackling as he read them aloud. He seemed to notice your presence, though, and hesitated his reading with a smirk on his face. 

“What great timing, huh boys?” 

Bryce was staring you up and down, and Montgomery’s voice was resonating in your ears. “I’d say Alex got this dead on. ‘Best Tits - Y/N.’”

 The crowd of boys all heckled and laughed along with Justin, you noticed Zach Dempsey standing behind him with a weird look on his face.

 Bryce started towards you, “Gotta agree, bro.” Your legs were frozen in place, And your heart was pounding in your chest as his hands slipped up the outline of your hips, waist, to the sides of your bust, “Really a… work of art. What’d you eat to get so-“ His hands made contact there, the heels of his hands pressing against the sides of your bosom firmly, “filled in?”

 There was an outcry of ‘Hell yeah!’s and ‘Daaaamn’s and you felt like the world was closing in on you. Bryce’s eyes were staring down at you so coldly, devoid of anything but wolfish lust, and it was enough for you to throw your hands out and shove his chest. He took a step or two back, a confident smile on his face. You were speecheless, frantically looking around to see a sea of eager eyes staring straight at your chest, smug smirks, small chuckles under breaths. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you all?” You managed, your hands shaking. Marcus slipped past you, casually brushing his hand against your ass, giving Alex a high-five when he reached him, “Hell yeah, man! Nice fuckin’ job, you made some good calls.” You were staring at Alex, and he was avoiding your gaze.

“S’a compliment, babe, don’t be so seeerious.” Justin sneered, gesturing to you when he drew out the “e”. Bryce clapped his hand onto Justin’s shoulder, his eyebrows cocked cruelly, “Yeah, let off some steam, maybe you’d get a lil cooler without your shirt on.” 

The crowd of guys let out a loud cloud of agreement, and when you whipped around to stare at them all with wide eyes, you even noticed a few girls at the edge of the crowd regarding you judgementally. 

Soon enough, the boys were chanting, “Take it off! Take it off!” 

The walls were closing in, and your vision was clouding, and once again you felt someone brush the side of your bust with a hand. You slapped at it, letting out a choked cry, “DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME!” 

The crowd only seemed to laugh harder. You wiped the tears from your eyes with the back of your hand and you glared at Alex. 

“Fuck you, Alex. What the hell did I ever fucking do to you?”

He was silent for a second, but with Bryce egging him on with elbow nudges and Justin waiting for his retort, he plastered on a smile with a confidence you could see right through and mumbled back. “Your fault for flaunting your tits all the time.” 

Once more, the bark of laughter hit your ear drums like a clap of thunder. Your eyes were tearing again, and you glared down the line of Marcus, Bryce, then Justin, then Alex. Your gaze shifted to Zach, who was staring at the ground. Then, as violently as you could, you shoved back through the crowd of assholes that teased you and pulled at your bra straps until you started running down the hall. 

Tears were streaming down your face by now, and it seemed every guy you ran by gave you that same disgusting leer and every girl looked at you condescendingly. It was getting hard to breathe, and you were lucky enough to find an empty classroom down a relatively quiet hallway. You shoved the door open and then closed it behind you, stumbling to the teacher’s desk and planting your hands there. 

You were blubbering quietly, hoping not to call any attention to yourself. The last thing you wanted was Porter finding you and prodding you until you snapped and got yourself suspended. But it was too hard to hold in, and your sobs echoed in the darkened room only to make it feel like the walls were closing in. Your legs gave out from under you and you fell to your knees. Curling up against the base of the desk, you cried quietly into your hands. 

What had you done to deserve that kind of harassment? You kept to your group of friends most of the time, you were kind to just about everyone in school, even polite to assholes like Bryce and Justin. But still, somehow, the universe decided to bite you in the ass. You knew this list wouldn’t blow over quickly, and guys would keep making comments that made your skin crawl. You felt slimy, and disgusting, and the tears wouldn’t seem to stop.

 The bell rang, but you were fairly sure there was no class this room during this period. However, as you sat quietly crying to yourself, you noticed a silhouette on the other side of the door and tensed when the door knob turned. You tried your best to wipe all the tears from your face as if it would make you look normal despite the definite red and puffiness of your eyes.

Judging by the large height of the person, you could assume it was a guy and you prayed you wouldn’t have to fight off a creep. However, as the door slowly opened, you were surprised to see Zach Dempsey was the one pushing it. Immediately, you straightened up against the desk and growled at him. “If you’re here to fucking harrass me, save it because I’ll rip off your fucking-“ 

He threw his hands up defensively after he closed the door behind him. “Woah, calm down. I’m not here to piss you off, I swear.” Even if the dark, your eyes traced over the lines of his face from where you were sitting.

 “So why are you here?” You ventured in a hoarse voice, sniffling, and slowly rising to your feet. He walked from the closed door, past you, to sit on the side of the teacher’s desk farthest from you. He wouldn’t seem to look at you, instead his gaze was fixed on the door and he shrugged nonchalantly. 

“I uh… I just wanted to see where you went. Make sure you were okay after all of that.” Hesitantly, you hopped onto the desk next to him with a distance between you two. His answer ticked you off. 

“Why care now? You didn’t say anything while all those dicks were groping me.” You muttered, wiping a stray tear from your cheek just after it had fallen from your eye. Zach hazarded a look then, at your face, and when your eyes met he awkwardly looked back down to his lap. “I’m sorry about them. Yeah, they’re my friends but they can be real assholes when they want to be.” 

You rolled your eyes and rubbed your upper arms. “Tell me about it.”

There was idle laughter outside the door as a few girls passed, and you clearly hear what they were laughing about. “Did you see it? She ran away crying like a baby. It’s just a fucking list!” 

There was a pang in your chest, and Zach shifted on the desk next to you. There was a stiff silence between the two of you until he spoke again, quietly, but you noticed he was facing you now. Slowly, you turned your body to look at him too. 

“They’re wrong. About that. Alex never should’ve written that list. And you don’t deserve guys grabbing you all the time.” His face indicated that he was being genuine, and he even looked a little bit remorseful. You noted his handsome features, and wondered why he bothered taking the time out of his “popular person” agenda to apologize to you. You kept your eyes on his as long as you could, the let them fall onto the desk between the two of you.

“If they’re your friends, why are you here? Shouldn’t you be, like, laughing along with them?” He shifted uncomfortably, then stood up as if he was getting restless from sitting.

His hands clasped behind his head and paced around before stopping in front of you and dropping his hands into the pockets of his jeans. “Because I’m not, like, that big of an asshole like they are? You probably don’t believe me, I’m with them all the time, but I’m not like them like that, Y/N. They look at you and they see an awesome rack,” You scowled just a little bit, but he scrambled to save himself, “O-Or they look at Hannah Baker and see a really nice ass, but they don’t see that those girls on that list are people and that’s really fucked up. It’s a game to them, but when…” 

Zach took a breath, running his fingers through his hair. His eyes were pained as he stared back at you, and his voice was quiet and sincere. “Just now, when you ran away in tears.. that’s not a game. That’s not funny, and they’re pricks for laughing about it. And I’m sorry they hurt you like that… and that I didn’t tell them to fucking quit it.” 

The silence afterwards was making him shift where he stood, but you were at a loss for what to say back to him. You never expected that to come from him. He was right, that you saw him and expected him to be as much of a dick as his friends. But he wasn’t lying, you could tell in his eyes just how badly he wanted you to believe him. He was risking something by going out of his way to comfort you, and you realized then that you weren’t crying anymore. You mimicked his actions, running your fingers through your hair to smooth it out. Zach looked at you expectantly. 

“I believe you.” You murmured finally. 

Relief washed over his face, and it made you crack a bit of a smile. That seemed to make him happy, and he grew a soft half smile. Your chest tightened. He really was handsome, even in this hardly lit classroom. 

You swung your legs over the side of the teacher’s desk and murmured kindly, “Thank you, Zach. Really.” You laughed a tiny bit, “If you didn’t come along, I’d probably still be crying on the floor.”

His lips pursed into a line, and he looked sympathetic.

You looked at him curiously. “What class are you missing for this?”

 He stopped to ponder it, and his face fell when he came to the realization. “Oh fuck… bio. Shit!” 

You felt a tinge guilty, but smiled empathetically. “Sorry. But I do have to say I’m honored you’re missing such an important class for me.” 

Once again, his face shifted into a lopsided grin, and he took just a bit of a step closer to you. You could smell his cologne. He looked at you bashfully, “You’re worth it.” 

You bit your lip as your smile grew into a grin, “So are you going to go back to class? I’d hate for you to miss any more than you have to. And you’ve already helped out a ton, I feel way better.” 

Zach pulled his phone out of his pocket and clicked the home button. His nose wrinkled. “It’s like, the middle of class. Doesn’t make sense to go now.” 

The silence came back again, and you slowly slid back to your feet so you were standing in front of him. There was still an acceptable distance between you two, and you crossed your arms loosely over your chest. “Well, what, are we just gonna keep standing in the dark here?” You joked.

He scoffed as he tapped away on his phone, you assumed he was replying to a text message, “Well, we could do that. Or…” He looked up from his phone, “We could go do something else. We have what, an hour and a half left today? What do you say we ditch and go do something fun?” He had one brow perked, waiting for your response. 

Sarcastically, you perked a brow right back and put your hands on your hips. “Zach Dempsey wants to miss school just to hang out with Y/N? This is wild.” 

He chuckled and shifted his weight to one leg to lightly kick your shoe with this, “Yeah, yeah, I’m a school nerd, I get it. Y’wanna go do something or not?” 

You weighed your choices in your mind. You could stay in this dark room, all alone, until the bell rang to sit through the rest of the school day. You could wait around in class, wondering why you were dumb enough to turn down hanging with Zach Dempsey. 

Or… you could ditch this prison building full of idiots, get to know Zach and maybe even… 

You reached up boldly to prod the middle of his muscled chest with your index finger, “Show me a good time, basketball star.” 

He laughed and grabbed your hand from there, pulling you towards the door. His hand was so warm… You squeezed it, and scurried along next to him into the hallway. 

The two of you peeked out, making sure no teachers were there to catch you, and you hurried to the nearest exit. You hopped onto his Audi and drove off to your date with Zach Dempsey.

Don’t brag

 Note: Okay. I did it. I wrote actually decent smut??? What. Idk. It took a while. About half of it is smut, so be prepared I guess. My reader inserts are also getting longer, so that’s a thing I gues???

Request: Reader overhears Daveed bragging to the other guys how he’s such a top and she just gives him the silent treatment until they get home then attacks him with kisses and ends up being on top and Daveed is just a moaning mess. If that’s not too much to ask?

Pairing: Daveed x reader

Wordcount: 3098

Warnings: Smut, swearing

Originally posted by dailydaveeddiggs

You had gone out to party at Lin’s place with your boyfriend, Daveed. It was nothing crazy, just a cozy ham fam get together with drinks. You had grown pretty close with all of them after first befriending Daveed and later becoming his girlfriend. The original cast saw each other a lot and you were always welcome, as were everyone else related to any of them.

You had a lot of fun with the cast and Lin’s wife and they had all become like family really quickly. At first, you were very hesitant. Not because they seemed like they would not be likeable, but because you were somewhat of a private person. But, that soon vanished once you actually met them. They all cared about you and they all wanted you the best.

While you were helping Vanessa and Jasmine with the drinks Rafa and Daveed were hanging on the couch.

The subject of Daveed and Rafa’s conversation had somehow fallen on Daveed’s sex life and luckily you were not with them. You were busy bringing drinks around to everyone. But if you had been, Daveed definitely would not be bragging like that.

”No, for real. I’m serious. I’m totally dominant. Y/N is basically butter in my hands.” Daveed bragged.

“Yeah, I am sure you are.” Rafa snorted, not really believing him. He always noticed how much power you had over Daveed. He was actually pretty sure it was the other way around.

“Shut up, Rafa. You don’t know what goes down in my bedroom. I’m just saying, I can make her come just by touching….” He trailed of, as Rafa signaled frantically for him to stop. It was too late, as you had just come up behind them and had practically heard everything your boyfriend just said.

“Hey Rafa. Want a beer?” You asked sweetly, ignoring Daveed. You were somewhat pissed about him sharing your sex life, but you also wanted to knock him off his high horse and you were already making plans on how to do so. Starting by giving him the silent treatment until you got home was your first move, then you would have to figure out what to do once you got there.

“Y/N. Sure.” He gulped, obviously worried that you were pissed at him. But, you were not. This was not his fault after all. You handed him one of green bottle with a soft smile.

“Uhm. Can I have one too, babe?” Daveed asked, treading lightly. He obviously knew that you were not too happy with him right now.

You simply ignored him and walked off to hang with Jasmine and Anthony instead, because they were always great at giving you advice no matter what it was about. You were actually sort of embarrassed that Daveed was telling people about what happened in your bedroom. If he told Rafa that, who else has he talked to about it?

You sat down with them and with a soft groan you buried your head in your hands. You wanted to give your boyfriend some kind of payback. But how?

“What’s going on, Y/N?” Jasmine asked worriedly as you seemed to have lost your previous happy spark that you had had all night.

“D just told Rafa about our sexlife.” You admitted.

Anthony could not help the chuckle that left his lips and Jasmine had to nudge him away from the two of you so you could talk somewhat privately. “And that’s a problem?” She just wanted to confirm if that was really the problem.

“Well, no. Yes. I don’t know Jass… Not normally. I guess? It’s just he bragged so much and I just want to give him some payback….” Your trailed of, not knowing what else to say. You were not even sure what you wanted to do.

“Well, what did he say Y/N?” She asked with an arched eyebrow.

A giggle slipped through your lips at that. “He told Rafa that he was so dominant and such a top.” You told her while laughing. It was not exactly true. Not all the time anyway.

“What? Seriously?” She laughed too and shook her head shortly. “So, from what you’ve told me that definitely isn’t true.” She added with a grin. It seemed like she was trying to help you piece together a plan.

“Yeah. It’s sort of ridiculous. I mean…. It’s right most of the times. But, he literally said that he could make me come just by touching me.” You laughed again. It was actually sort of ironic.

“Well, I totally agree. You gotta give him some payback Y/N.” She grinned. It was one of her mischievous ‘I know what we are going to do’- grins.

“Spit it out, Jass.” You said with a grin. You definitely wanted to know what she had in mind. She was so much better at this than you were. At least, you thought so.

“Well… First off, do you have anything in mind?” She asked. It felt like you were planning some kind of crazy revenge, and in a way, you were.

“Well. I sorta wanted to give him the silent treatment, you know. Until we got back home. But other than that, I am kind of clueless.” You admitted. You wanted to show him that he definitely was not as much of a top as he would like to think.

“You gotta fuck him, Y/N. You just have to. Just give him that silent treatment of yours for the rest of the night. And make him want you so bad. I don’t know how, but I’m sure you do. Then, when you get back home take charge and show him that you won’t take his bullshit.” She explained with a grin.

“Yeah, I love it Jass.” You agreed and high fived your friend. He was definitely going to get some payback and it would definitely be a lot of fun.

After what seemed like ages, the party was finally starting to come to an end. You had tried really hard to be cool about this, but you were actually sort of nervous. Though, you quickly got into it and you had managed to turn him on pretty quickly and he was basically begging you to go home a couple of times. Still, you had simply ignored him and kept talking to whoever was around. At first, it was Jass, then you talked to Lin, Chris. You managed to go through a lot of conversations while ignoring your boyfriend. It was a lot of fun to watch how impatient he grew.

You had stuck around, helping Lin and Vanessa with cleaning. It was not too bad, as everyone had taken out their bottles and stuff before they left. The only thing left was to clean the kitchen. You took it slowly, just to drag everything out.

“Y/N. Can we please leave now?” Daveed begged while you finished of the last vine glasses. You still had no intention of answering him. Vanessa had luckily been let in on your plan, so she quickly helped you out.

“Jesus, Daveed. You are so impatient. We’re done in a minute.” She said with a gentle chuckle and you looked at her with a thankful smirk. She had just saved your ass from breaking your own plan. You were honestly starting to get a bit annoyed with all the begging. It was his own fault, honestly.

After finishing off the rest of the kitchen as slowly as possible, you hugged Vanessa and Lin goodbye before the two of you walked home in silence. He obviously had no idea why you were ignoring him, but he still kept his mouth shut because his brain was working hard on figuring out what the hell he had done wrong.

Once you made it back to your apartment, you locked the two of you in and started taking off your shoes and jacket without a word.

“Y/N. Seriously, why the fuck are you angry man?” He had obviously given up on trying to figure it out and was getting a tiny bit annoyed.

You were unable to help the small smirk that crawled onto your lips. He was obviously frustrated. “Strip.” You simply answered as you crossed your arms over your chest.

“What?” He asked with a stifled chuckle, he really thought that he heard wrong.

“You heard me, D. Strip.” You stated firmly. You were not going to give in to the temptation of having him on top of you. This was your chance to show him that he was not as much a top as he would like to be.

He hesitantly started by taking of his shirt, sort of unsure as to what was going on at first. He shrugged his shirt of his shoulders and let it fall onto the floor behind him. When he stopped afterwards, an annoyed groan escaped your lips.

“Really? Are you dumb or something?” You deadpanned, though you were cracking up inside. He was so clueless. “Pants.” You commanded. “Or do you need help with that?” You arched an eyebrow teasingly.

“Y/N… Wh—“

“Pants.” You cut him off. You bit your bottom lip lightly as he started to remove his pants. He was definitely starting to get what all of this was all about and both his pants and boxers came off in a matter of seconds.

He started to step towards you, but you held your hand up, stopping him in his track. “Bedroom.” You simply said and he obliged, leading the way to your bedroom.

Once inside, you gently pushed him onto the bed, letting him land on his back. You started by removing all of your clothes slowly, except for your underwear while he looked up at you with wide eyes. You had no plan of giving in and creating some sort of boundary between the two of you was probably the easiest way to do so and that was probably why you decided to keep your underwear on.

You looked down at him for a second. He was already hard for you and it made you grin. “Who has control over who, huh?” You teased and simply owned an annoyed groan from him.

“Really is this what this is ab.-“ He cut himself off with a moan as your slightly cold hand wrapped around him.  

“Sorry, you were saying?” You asked, as your hand started to move around him at an almost painfully slow pace. The question simply earned you a grunt from your Daveed.

You quickly noticed that he was starting to grow impatient, and you were confirmed in this just seconds later by his words. “Stop teasing me, Y/N.” He growled.

“Only if you shut up.” You answered innocently. He definitely did not like having you in control, mostly because you spend more time teasing him than pleasing him.

He obliged and kept his mouth shut, even while you kept torturing him with the slow pace. You could practically see him grow even more and more impatient and when he was finally about to say something again, your hand disappeared from his erection, which caused a whimper escaped his lips. You cut him off again before he could say anything, taking him into your mouth.

“Jesus.. Fuck.” He moaned as he was about to grab a fistful of your hair.

You pulled back with a slight pop and glared up at him. “If you touch me, I will literally leave this bedroom.” You breathed. You were really turned on too, but you still wanted to show him that he was not in charge… Not all the time anyway and definitely not now.

He obliged and as you took him into your mouth again and swallowed around him, his fingers dug into the mattress on each side of him as a row of moans escaped his lips. You looked up at his gorgeous face and immediately made eye contact with his lust blown eyes. You were unable to help the moan that escaped your lips, though it was luckily somewhat oppressed by his erection. You started bobbing your head gently and used your hands as well to give him somewhat of a better experience than usual. You earned a mix of groans, moans and ‘fucks’ from him pretty much every other second.

When you felt him starting to twitch inside your mouth, you pulled away and sat back onto your knees. A breathy whimper escaped his lips at the sudden loss of contact.

“Relax, idiot. I’m not superwoman.” You blurted.

His eyes went straight to your breast as you slowly undid your bra in front of him and let it fall to the bed. You knew that he wanted to reach out and touch you, but you were not going to let him.

“Please, Y/N.” He begged, desperate to feel your soft skin under his fingertips. Though you simply shook your head in return.

You watched him watch you as you got off the bed to take of your panties slowly, letting him take in your naked form for just a second. You quickly returned to the bed though, this time taking a seat on thigs as you waited for him to beg for it.  

You were practically dripping onto his trained legs and you could actually feel his lust for you growing, if that was even possible.

“Fuck. Y/N. I need you. So bad.” He pleaded, as if you did not know already. You needed him too, but you wanted to take this as far as you could.

You took your time with leaning over him to get to the condoms in your bedside table, letting your breast hover just inches from his face. It earned you a growl and you barely managed to retrieve a condom from your bedside table before his hands were on your breast.

You shot back up, pushing his hands away from you. Even if you wanted him to touch you, you could not just let him. You also knew that you should probably get up and leave as you had promised to do if he touched you, but you just did not. “One chance Diggs.” You growled.

You rolled the condom onto him, taking your time with it. You were being a tease and you knew. It was intentional and you tried to suppress the smile that formed on your lips at the next thing he said . “I hate you.” He rasped as you took your time. In his mind, it definitely could not take that long to put on a fucking condom.

Once you finally rolled on the condom without giving him an answer, he was probably ready to feel you around him. However, you were not going to allow that yet. Instead, you leaned over him and started to place gentle bites down his neck. You were driving him insane, but it was definitely going to be worth it.

“Fucking Christ Y/N.” He blurted as you got to his sweet spot, on the side of his neck, just where his jaw stopped and underneath his ear. You smiled lightly against his skin.

“How about you stop telling people about how dominant you are if you are ever going to get anything again, D?” You whispered innocently into his ear and while you gave him just a second to think about it, you bit down on his earlobe softly, earning a somewhat loud moan from him.

“Okay.” Daveed growled. He was growing impatient again and so where you. You wanted him so bad, but you needed to stay focused, even if you sort of just wanted to lose yourself to him as so many times before.

You sat up again and without a warning, you sank onto him, letting a few moans escape your lips. He seemed to have gotten the note about touching you, because even now he did not dare to put his hands on your hips. You actually liked being in control a lot more than you thought. You could make him want you to an extend where he thought he was going to lose his mind.

“Daveed.” You cried as you felt him fill you up.  He groaned in return.

“I know baby.” He husked.

It took a bit of time for you to adjust to his size, but when you did you started to roll your hips slowly, teasing him again. It was almost painfully slow for you too, but you did not want to lose control. Not yet at least.

“I swear. If you don’t stop fucking teasing me, Y/N.” He growled impatiently. Not getting to touch you was one thing, but you teasing him like this was almost painful for both of you.

When he was about to complain even more, you finally gave in and picked up your pace. Your head fell back in utter bliss as you did your best to stifle the moans that were forming in your throat. You did not manage to do so, as it was just too great.

“Y/N…” He moaned softly, as his eyes fell shut. You knew that he was close and honestly, so where you. Obviously not as close as Daveed though, because he came mere seconds after in a mess of groans and moans.

Your thigh muscles were starting to grow sore and tired and when you felt Daveed’s hands on your hips, you did not push him away. You gave in and allowed him to help you reach your peak as well. His fingers gently found their way to your clit and started to massage it roughly. It only took a few seconds for you to finally come, your walls clenching around him. You saw white and felt yourself fall onto his chest as his name slipped through your lips.

After both of you finally came down from your high, a soft chuckle escaped his lips. “That was so fucking hot, Y/N.” He muttered. You smiled against his skin as you pressed a light kiss against his chest.

“I meant what I said, though. Stop telling people about how much of a top you are or I won’t give you anything.” You warned. It was not true, though. Both of you knew that you were unable to keep your hands off him.

He let you catch your breath for a while, before he pushed you into the mattress and hovered you with a devilish grin on his lips. “And I meant what I said about being dominant.” He growled.

You already knew that you were in for quite the night.

Homophobic

Summary: AU where Dan is blatantly homophobic, and is very vocal about it. That is, until his best friend and roommate Phil Lester can’t take it anymore and confesses to Dan.

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“Ugh, I really don’t like these people.” Dan complains to Phil, leaning back in his work chair. 

His best friend looks up from his laptop, readjusting his black rimmed glasses. “Hm? Who is it?” Phil asks curiously, tilting his head from his position on the sofa. 

“These Youtubers.” Dan points at the at the video of Troye Sivan and Tyler Oakley displayed on the screen.

“How can they do that? Gay people are so disgusting.” 

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jayisaqueer  asked:

highschool au sounds like a blessing bc like there'd be -jasper protecting his boyfriend from bullies (he's the captain of the football team), -david being head cheerleader and that boy is a flyer oh my god, - CUTE!! DATES!!! (and they met in a cute way too ajdnsn) -jen and gwen being the lesbian power couple (jen's co captain of the football team) - daniel being their nerdy friend thats a little /too/ into weird shit but they love him anyway and so much more omg

!!! my thoughts exactly!!

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ADDICTED FOR 15 DAYS // day-12: favorite book/comic/movie/tv reference

(FMK with Coballoway ft. Superheroes)

Marry Iron Man. Fuck Batman. Kill Thor.

Thor is ridiculous, and I don’t mean the Norse mythology. I mean the one played by the actor on a movie screen.

Rose is quick.

Of course you would marry Iron Man. He’s as egotistical as you are. – Rose

Another text.

Lily said you’re Batman, so you just fucked yourself, Richard. – Rose

I rub my lips, my grin escalating tenfold. I reply: I have good taste.

I have better taste. – Rose

I type fast. You did choose me, so I think we can agree that we both have equally great taste when it comes to sex.

A pause before my phone buzzes.

Fine. We’re equals. It’s cemented. – Rose

anonymous asked:

for the headcanon thing: alexander and reader end up doing their own variations of a 'cabinet meeting' when in reality they're both freestyle rapping for things like where their next date should be, who has to wash the dishes and clean the kitchen, what movie franchise they should marathon for a night-in, and who gets to be the little/big spoon when they cuddle that night

i couldn’t resist this is so cute.

reader: drop a beat drop a beat

alexander hamilton, my partner, my mate

i was thinking next week i could take you out on a date

be ready at six, go on and lace up your kicks

we’ll have a night on the town but only if you’re down

we can wine and dine until it’s half past nine

then spend the rest of the night watching criminal minds

alex: (y/n) sweetheart you know that i love you

but another episode of that show is gonna make me blue

instead i propose that we watch the office

the characters, the story–you gotta agree that it’s flawless

you complete me, you’re the michael scott to my dwight

so yeah, i’ll let you take me out on a date that night

i’ll keep giving you kisses until i make you my mrs. 

in exchange for a ring, you gotta do the dishes

reader: …really? 

alex: yeah i did them last week

reader: alright fine

“Not so close, Mister.” Mark Lee x Reader


Summary: Mark wants to take care of you when you’re sick, but you’re scared of making him sick too. Self-indulgent fluff basically.

Word Count: 2.2k

Rating: PG

A/N: Wow guess who’s sick : )) but this was fun to write anyway, the first thing I’ve ever written abt mark, i hope its in character. Enjoy x

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▓  - the awful weather forced them to stay stuck home (bonus if one of them doesn’t live there) (w/ bartender!hoseok)
i accidentally did two versions of this so i’m scraping one from the list and filling that in with this :>

What considered to be a night in to taste test a couple of drinks took a different toll. Hoseok had initially planned out the route, a journey across the world with a glass in your hands, mouths of bottles filling your take on the countries morphed into… tasting it from just one pair of lips, without any glass involved.

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Lullaby

D A R K S T A C H E   T I M E

MY GOD GUYS THIS SONG-

I HEARD A COUPLE DIFFERENT VARIATIONS BUT I WENT WITH WHAT SEEMED TO BE THE MOST COMMON

ANYWAY; DARKSTACHE AND TICKLES AND FLUFF AHEAD

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Warf flicked off the lights of him studio, dismissing Bim to go. He rubbed his eyes, yawning softly. It had been a long day, longer than he expected. All he really wanted to do at the moment was curl up beside his boyfriend and talk to him. With that intent in mind, Warf fixed his suspenders and started heading towards his door.

His hand had only just touched the doorknob…when he heard it. Yep, it was Dark alright. But he had never heard him sound like…that! It was gorgeous!

Dark was singing.

Something emo, Warf assumed, though he couldn’t tell.

He softly turned the doorknob to peer inside.

Dark was in fact singing. It was low and sweet, though in perfect pitch. Almost like Mark’s, but a bit more…hypnotizing. Warf stepped in as silently as possible as Dark shed his black jacket, singing his heart out. Dark had slipped into a more comfortable outfit and was at the mirror by the time he finished his song. As he was wiping off his eyeliner, he saw Warf’s reflection in the mirror, staring at him with a shocked expression. Dark grinned, wiping off the last of the black on his eyes.

Dark spun on his heels, crossing his arms.

“Can I help you?” He chuckled, rasing his eyebrows.

“You can sing?” Warf questioned after a moment of silence.

“Yes?” Dark asked, leaning against the sink. “Why?”

“Do it again!” Warf smiled brightly.

“Why?” Dark laughed, walking over to him to kiss him on the nose.

“Cause I love your voice!” Warf replied, grabbing Dark’s hand and pulling him to the bed. The two sat down, Warf still with a big smile.

“My voice?” Dark asked, slightly surprised. “It’s really nothing special, Will.”

“Yeah it is!” Warf whined. “C'mon, please? One more song?”

“What for?” Dark pushed himself back against the bedframe, patting the bed beside him. Will sat next to him and put his head on Dark’s shoulder.

“Because you love me?” Warf said hopefully. Dark rolled his eyes.

“While that is true, it’s late. Are you not tired?” Dark put an arm around his lover, leaning against his head.

“Kinda,” Will shrugged. He suddenly gasped. “You could sing me a lullaby!”

“A lullaby?” Dark shook his head. “Will, I don’t-”

“Pleeeeease? One song. Then I’ll stop pestering you for as long as you want!” Warf looked up at Dark with puppy-dog eyes. Dark sighed.

“No, Will.” He insisted. Dark was starting to wonder how he fell in love with this man. Warf huffed.

“But Daaarky!” Warf groaned playfully. Dark had to smile. But really, how could you not? Sure, he could be annoying. But he’d be lying saying he didn’t think Will was cute as all hell. Warf nuzzled his face into Dark’s neck. “Sing for meeee!”

Dark fliched, his shoulder moving up to protect his neck. His expression twitched into a wider smile, eyes wandering to the floor. He hoped Will wouldn’t notice, but he knew he had. Especially when Warf’s arms wrapped around his middle, drawing shapes on Dark’s stomach.

“Will…cuhut it ohohout…” Dark said warily, cursing the glitching and giggling in his voice. Warf smiled wider, lightly scratching the skin of Darks torso. Dark jumped, swatting at his hands. “Wihihilford!”

“All you gotta do, Darkasparkles, is agree to sing me a sooong!” Will chimed, his fingers crawling up Dark’s sides. Dark bit his tongue, shutting his eyes.

“N-No!” He said, firmly though not quite sternly. Warf grinned, shrugging.

“If you say so~” He laughed, his fingers growing closer to Dark’s ribs. The second they hit them, Darks hands locked around Warf’s wrists. Dark caught his breath in record time, pushing Warf’s hands away. He managed to hold both of the others wrist in one hand, adjusting himself to face Warf who was smiling like an idiot. Dark sighed…then smirked. He let go of Warf’s hands.

“Fine then,” Dark huffed, watching Warf’s face light up. “I’ll sing you a lullaby. Lie down.”

Warf did so, lying with his arms behind his head. He watched curiously as Dark stradled his thighs, clearning his throat.

“Alright, I’m gonna sing to you,” Dark said, still grinning like a madman. “But if you want me to sing, you have to do one thing.” Dark warned. Warf cocked his head.

“And what’s that?” He asked, albeit a bit nervously.

“Keep you’re arms above your head, just like that. And try not to move or…mess up my song.” Dark chuckled. Something about the way Dark spoke was unsettling, but Warf nodded all the same. “I have a perfect lullaby.”

Warf visably tensed when Dark rested his hands on his stomach. He had a feeling he knew what was coming. He already felt the butterflies swarming around his stomach and Dark hadn’t even done anything yet!

But when he had, Warf regretted ever asking him to sing. Dark pulled up Warf’s shirt slightly, just enough to expose his navel. Then, he began drawing torturously light circles around it…

“‘Round and ‘round the garden, like a teddy bear~” Dark sang, continuing his circle pattern. He watched with a maniacal grin as Warf’s face lit up like a firework, biting his lip. Dark walked his fingers, first one…

“One step…”

Then another…

“Two steps…”

He added his second hand on his one, one on either side of Warf’s ribs.

He paused, and so did Warf, who held his breath. This is not at all what Warf was expecting…but it definitely was what he was hoping for. After what seemed like an eternity…Dark finished the lyric.

“…A tickly under there!” Dark moved his hands underneath Warf’s arms, scribbling his fingers in the hallows. Warf’s arms slammed down from behind his head, grabbing Darks arms in an attempt to fend off the sensations.

“DAHAHARK! Yohou ahahahasshole!” Warf giggled heavily, squirming underneath the other. Dark chuckled, ruffling his hair.

“You brought your arms down~” Dark sing-songed. “Lets make a deal. Every time you bring your arms down, I do another verse. Got it? You have to make it 30 seconds. That doesn'tsound to bad, does it?”

Warf paused for a moment, reviving from the after-tickles. He nodded, blushing harder. Dark smirked.

“Good. Now, put your arms up again.”

Though hesitant, Warf did.

Dark repeated his actions from earlier, smirking as he traced circles. Warf didn’t even make an attempt to stop his high-pitched stream of childish giggling. He held his arms where they were though.

“'Round and 'round the garden, like a teddy bear…” Dark sang. Warf admitted, he still did love his voice. But…the pitch and the way he sings, especially lyrics like these brought a blush to his face. Warf’s breath hitched slightly as Dark walked his fingers across his stomach.

“One step…two steps…”

Warf held his breath, shutting his eyes. Thirty seconds, Will. You can do this.

“A tickly over again~”

Wil, you cannot do this.

Darks fingers scribbled and skittered across Warf’s stomach, occasionally going up to his ribs or under his arms. The timer had begun. He could hear Dark counting over his laughter.

“DahahaHAHARK!” Will whined playfully, fighting the urge to pull his arms down. “Stoppit- Ahahaha- Nohohohooo!”

“Aww, where’s the fun it giving up? Kitchy kitchy coo, Wilfy~” Dark teased, speeding up his motions momenarily. “15…16…17.”

“SHUHUhuhut uhuhup!” Warf ended up snorting mid-sentance, only making him blush harder as well as making his warning less meaningful.

“Cute snort, sweeheart~” Dark cooed, poking each and every one of Warf’s ribs. It was practically madening…but he still had his arms up. Dark would be lying saying he wasn’t impressed. “26…27…28…”

Warf had an odd feeling Dark was about to go for the kill, but to his surprise, he started slowing down. Warf took a moment to regain himself…However, he had less time than he anticipated.

“…30.”

Dark suddenly vibrated his thumbs into Warf’s hips, smirking devilishly as the other broke into loud, booming laughter. Warf’s arms shot down and grabbed Dark’s wrist, pushing in vain at the other.

“DAHAHAHAHARK!” Warf yelled, curling intoa desparate ball of laughter. “STAHAHAP IT!”

Dark felt himself laughing along with him, finally retracting his hands and laying down beside Warf.

After Warf had taken a moment to calm down, he wrapped his arms over Dark, who did the same.

“You should sing more.” Warf mumbled into Darks chest. Dark smiled.

“That song?” He joked. Warf huffed playfully.

“Nooo! Not that one!” He insisted.

“I’ll think about it. Now, get some sleep, sweetheart. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

A moment of silence was followed by Warf’s after-tickle hiccups. He slapped his hand over his mouth, peering up at Dark. In the darkness of the room, there was still a bright red on Warf’s face. Dark only laughed softly, holding him closer.

“Adorable~”

Warf didn’t even bother protesting, shutting his eyes, and dozing off. Dark followed suite, finally relaxing as well. Dark really did love him, he always had. And sometimes he forgot how much he valued that until he was holding Warf in his arms. It was sweet, but he’d never admit it. And honestly, neither would Wilford. But I can assure you, neither would change a thing.

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… SECRET ANGSTY ENDING IF YOUR UP FOR IT BELOW BECAUSE I CANT HELP MYSELF-

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