you know what this photo shoot needs

Muse

Originally posted by sugutie

Genre: Smut, fluff, angst (it will contain smut in the next parts)

a/n: The story will have another part. So dont worry, im not cutting you off

Description:Jungkook is a  photography major in collaage. Every girl likes him yet he only has eyes for his camera, until he -even tho he hasnt realized it yet-  finds his muse.

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Black Cats and Croissants

Here is the commission I did for the wonderfully amazing  @squirrellygirlart !!!!

You have her to thank for this lovely piece!!! This was honestly so much fun to write I hope you all enjoy it as much as I have ^_^

WARNING: There is some SIN- but I will warn you beforehand and mark where it ends as well.


Chat’s week wasn’t going very well. The boy had been run ragged with photo shoots and akuma attacks. And with the new diet his father had him on he was absolutely starving! ‘It’s almost swimsuit season Adrien,’ His father had said. Hungry and exhausted Chat was not up for another akuma attack, let alone one against Marinette.

It had all started with Chloe (didn’t it always?) Marinette, sweet, kind Marinette who’s parents made the best pastries Adrien had ever tasted, had brought croissants to school for her friends. She looked about as tired as he felt but despite that she smiled as she went to give her friends the sweet buttery gift. Adrien was certain he could hear his own heart break when Chloe came barreling in, knocking Marinette and the delicate pastries to the ground. Chloe smirked down at Marinette as she made a point of walking across the breaded treats, squashing them beneath her feet. Marinette’s face flushed red with anger as she stood with her hands in shaking fists at her sides. Marinette opened her mouth and a loud long irritating noise covered her words from Adrien’s ears. The long drawn out noise was Nino making a constant high pitched hum as he covered Adrien’s ears with his hands. Marinette’s words weren’t for innocent ears, he had told Adrien later on. Whatever Marinette had said landed her in the headmaster’s office where she was sent home from school suspended from the rest of the day’s classes. From then on Adrien had been traipsing across the city as Chat Noir chasing after a very angry akumatized Marinette.

“Princess I know you’ve had a crumby day but you’re batter than this,” Chat chuckled to himself as he dodged another croissant heading towards his head.

“Enough with the puns!” Marinette shouted in irritation sending more croissants sailing his way.

“Aw Princess I know you don’t knead that,” Chat snickered before a buttery croissant landed smack dab in the middle of his mouth. Chat hummed in delight his stomach growling in response.

“And stop calling me Princess!” Marinette hissed. She was dressed in a black and purple apron wielding a large purple spoon in her hands, purple cake batter splattered across one of her cheeks. She was the least intimidating akuma Chat had ever seen.

“Well you didn’t like muffin or cupcake, I’m running out of nicknames here,” Chat complained taking the croissant reluctantly from his mouth.

“Stop with the nicknames,” Marinette shouted throwing another croissant his way. This time Chat snatched the breaded delicacy out of the air and began stuffing it in the slim pockets of his suit.

You’re pathetic, Plagg’s voice sighed in his head.

Hey, don’t judge me I’m starving here! Adrien snapped back.

“You need a name sweet stuff.” Chat smirked. A croissant bounced off his head. “Okay you don’t like that one, how about…” Chat snapped his fingers a cheshire grin spreading across his face. “Pastry Princess!” Chat purred.

Marinette gave him a deadpan look. Chat opened his mouth to say something else but before the words fell past his lips a cupcake the size of a car landed on top of him. Chat popped his head out the top. Sticky frosting slid down his face and clumped in his hair.

“I take it you like your new name,” Chat cooed. Marinette gave him an irritated look as she hopped over to the next rooftop leaving Chat in his cupcake prison. It was surprisingly difficult to move within the dense cake. Worried Marinette might get away, and with no Ladybug in sight to come to his aid, Chat summoned his cataclysm and let the cupcake disintegrate around his feet. It was a shame he lacked the time to eat through the sweet instead. His stomach grumbled in agreement.

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Love Yourself, Love

Requested Prompt: Can you do an imagine where tom has a gf who has really low self esteem and is really struggling with her confidence, and tom is there to help her realize that self-love is important? (@dropdeadrxses)

           Thanks so much for this request! This is something that I’ve struggled with for a long time and have only recently overcome emotionally, but am still battling physically. If anyone ever needs support in any aspect of life, please know you can talk to me.

Warnings: reader struggling with self-esteem, self-loathing, self-depreciation, fluff

ANON/ASK/MESSAGE :)


The Hollywood Reporter had just leaked photos from the photo shoot Tom did with his Homecoming co-star, Zendaya, and (Y/N) was curled up on Tom’s couch, eyes lingering over how stunning Tom’s new friend looked and mind running with scenarios of things that could have happened ‘behind the scenes.’ (Y/N) hated how easy it was for her to completely discredit herself, but in reality, what did she have to offer Tom or anyone for that matter?

She couldn’t help but notice how Tom’s shirt seemed to have a different number of buttons opened in various photos. Instantly, her mind went to thoughts of him cheating on her. Her chest tightened as she thought about what could have happened between the two of them. She knew that Tom was raised to be a gentleman and certainly distinguished himself from other guys their age, but the thought wouldn’t leave her mind. She was a no body and always would be. her disdain had nothing to do with the fact that Tom was a celebrity and she was a regular Joe, and it had nothing to do with the fact that Zendaya was a celebrity, she just didn’t know how anyone could see anything worth their time in her.

The soft pattering of Tom’s feet sounded as he made his way down the stairs and toward his girlfriend. “Hey, love,” he called out to her, “I was thinking we could go out to dinner tonight with everyone and I can show you off.” (Y/N) rolled onto her back, feeling the tension in her shoulder subside immediately. She clicked the screen of her phone off and dropped it onto the coffee table as Tom lifted her legs to sit beneath them. 

“Why?” she asked without intending to.

“Why wouldn’t I?” he asked in return with a smile across his face as he rested his hands on her knee.

“Because you can be with like three models at the same time right now and you’re with me,” she sighed all too quickly.

“Why would you say that?” he asked, his voice ignorant of the emotions running through her head.

“Because it’s true,” she scoffed lightly. “You’re an easy ten and I’m like what, maybe a five on a good day?”

“How could you think you’re a five, (Y/N)?” he asked with a laugh in his voice, still not picking up on the fact that she was growing even more upset.

“Just forget about it,” she sighed while slipping her legs out from under his and making her way toward Tom’s room, which she occasionally stayed in. She dropped onto the bed, pulled the sheets up to her neck, and curled into a ball while lying on her side. it didn’t take long for Tom to make his way back toward his room and close the door behind him.

“What’s the matter, (Y/N)?” he asked while sliding into the bed beside her.

“Can you please just leave me alone?” she muttered.

“Only if you tell me what’s making you so sad,” Tom stated while rubbing his thumb across her shoulder.

“Why are you with me?” she mumbled through the sheets as a small tear slid out of the side of her eye.

“Because I love you,” he said as he moved his fingers through her hair.

“But why do you love me?” she pestered as another tear slid across her nose from the other eye. “What do you see in me that makes you think I’m worth anything? There’s nothing special about me,” her voice started to shake slightly as she continued to admit to him everything that stood between them. “In fact, there are a lot of things about me that you didn’t know about when we first got together. I know my baggage is something that you didn’t sign up for when you met me. Why do you continue to deal with me? How can you be so nice to me when all I’ve been is a burden to you? Here you are, asking to go out and have a great time and all I can think of is why you haven’t dumped me or cheated on me yet.”

Tom’s chest tightened at her words and he flopped onto his left side. He slid his left arm underneath (Y/N)’s head, draped his right over her waist and laced their fingers together. His words were lodged in his throat but he couldn’t bring himself to say them without having his voice crack from sorrow. Tom cleared his throat and traced his thumb along her hand before speaking. “You may not see anything special in yourself, (Y/N), but you’re wrong,” he said softly as the wind created from the ceiling fan brushed her hair across his cheek. “I love that you can make me laugh when I’m having the worst day ever, I love that when you’re scared I feel compelled to make you feel safe in my arms, I love the way your nose crinkles when you laugh. When you walk into a room, I can’t help but ignore everything else and focus on you because there’s a pounding in my heart that makes concentrating on anything else so incredibly difficult.” Slowly, (Y/N) rolled over to face Tom. He pushed away the tears rolling along her face with his thumb and smiled at her. “I love the way you look when you wake up in the morning with a weird mix of bed head and sex hair,” he said while ruffling her hair lightly. “I love how smart you are and how you’re constantly pushing me to be a better person so that I can be a better boyfriend, because I want to be the man that you deserve.” She couldn’t help the tears that overcame her at his words. “And when I asked you to be my girlfriend, I asked that of every part of you, even the one’s I didn’t know about yet.”

The tears streaking (Y/N)’s face were a blend of joy and sadness as Tom pressed his forehead against hers. “You deserve more than I can offer you,” she said with an empty tone in her voice.

“Believe me when I say that you are more than I deserve, (Y/N),” he said as he took her hands in his. “All you need to do is love yourself, love,” he said while pressing his lips against her head. “I will help you through this,” he promised and then placed his lips gently and passionately against hers, “because you don’t deserve to go another day without seeing and apppreciating all of the things about you that make me love you.”

BTS reaction: their girlfriend being a really famous idol/model in Korea but came from another country.

Anon requested:

Hi:) Can I request a BTS reaction to their girlfriend began a really famous model/idol in Korea but she came from another country☺️


Jin:

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Jin would absolutely love that about you! He would constantly be making comments about your beauty and talent and about what a great couple the two of you are.

“Jagi, we are the most beautiful AND most talented couple in Korea! Even though only one of us is Korean.”


Yoongi:

Originally posted by dreamyoongi

Yoongi would be extremely supportive of everything you do. He would always try to help with whatever he can - whether it’s producing a song, touring, or doing a photoshoot he would.

“Hey love, how’s work? Need any help with anything?”


Jhope:

Originally posted by bangtan

Hoseok would be the type of person who would want to know EVERY SINGLE DETAIL about what you do. He would be always curious about what you’re working on and what you will be working on.

“Hey baby, how did that photo shoot go? Tell me EVERYTHING! I want to know!”


Namjoon:

Originally posted by joonjuly

Namjoon would absolutely love your body, so he wouldn’t really like the fact that so many other people would get to see your it in ways that only he’s supposed to see it. He would be really jealous of your fans, always making sure the two of you are seen together in public so everyone knows you’re his.

“What the hell?! Someone on tumblr said that you have the nicest legs in Korea! First of all, you’re not even Korean! Second of all, you have the nicest legs in the entire world - not just Korea. But third of all, that dude has no right to talk about my girlfriend’s legs like that!”


Jimin:

Originally posted by kookiyoon

Jimin would find your job to be extremely sexy. He would be always asking you to collab with him on a dance or a song and would be extremely happy that the love of his life is also an idol.

“Jagi. Do you want to collab sometime? It’s going to be really fun!”


Taehyung:’

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Your biggest fan! He would watch all of your music videos, come to all of your concerts, and own a ton of merch of you.

“Y/N, love, do you mind signing my “Y/N” mug?”


Jungkook:

Originally posted by officialwookkibby

Jungkook would always brag bout you and how talented you are. He would always bring you with him to important events so he can show you off and would constantly remind himself how lucky he is to be dating someone like you.

“Yeah that’s my girlfriend, Y/N, she is a model, an idol and the most beautiful woman on Earth.”


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I drove four hours to see a caterpillar. 

I had heard that Mother Neff State Park (which is halfway between Temple and Waco, TX) had cecropia moth caterpillars. These are the caterpillars of the largest native moth in North America (wingspans greater than 6 inches have been documented). And you know what you need to get a giant moth? A giant caterpillar. 

I only found one (hiding in the plum tree right outside the visitor’s center!), and a couple cocoons (bottom two photos), so it seems that I came just in time. Any later and this one would have been in a cocoon too. The fun part: the unripe plums in the tree were the same exact color and texture as the caterpillar (he felt like velvet!), so despite being enormous, they are very well camouflaged.

He was very shy. He kept pulling his little face into his rolls to hide. Everything about it was perfect. A highlight of my week, for sure. Even if I didn’t get home until 3 am!

June 10/11, 2017

Dear Aesthetic/Moodboard Bloggers

To those of you who find your images off of google or through people’s blogs:

Instead of having to fish around for images, either ask around all the time or use pictures without permission, having to make a mile-long credit list or not letting anyone know who went out to take these pictures – maybe consider supporting my patreon?

I’ve been taking photos of weird shit around me for five years with my Nikon camera and I’ve got a wide variety of pictures a bunch of different things, and I’m going to be putting an assortment of them up on my patreon to download for anyone supporting me with three dollars a month or more.

This is good for you because you’d get access to more pictures, good for strangers because their pictures won’t be used without them knowing or being credited, and good for me because I will have a bigger chance of, you know. Staying alive. To take more pictures! Good times all around.

I can’t guarantee I have pictures of EVERYTHING, but I do have pictures of a LOT of things. And if there’s anything specific you need, shoot me a message and I will see what I can do.

Things you’ll be allowed to do:

  • Use the photos for: Aesthetics, moodboards, icons, backgrounds, headers for your personal blog, all that kinda stuff. Print them out and tape them to your forehead if that’s what you like.
  • Use the photos as reference for drawing and paintings, AND SELL THAT! If you make your own stuff BASED on the photo, you’re free to sell that left and right! Woo!
  • Edit the photos. Filters, balance, twists and turns, that kinda stuff. Have fun, go wild
  • Print them out and tape then to your walls. Use them for collage. Which, by the way, I would consider being doing “your own thing” with the pictures, so if you DO make a collage with other stuff included as well, I’d be chill with you making a profit off of that.

Things you are not allowed to do:

  • Sell stuff that uses the actual photo. You can’t take the picture and put it on Redbubble or something. That’s not allowed.
  • Sell the pictures to others. You can’t share them for two dollars a month via your patreon, okay, that’s my job. I need to buy food so I can stay alive and take more pictures.
  • Print them out, roll them up, and throw them at strangers. That’s harassment.

BIG FAT LINK TO MY PATREON!

IMAGINE YOU AND JUSTIN HAVE BEEN TOGETHER FOR ABOT TWO OR THREE YEARS AND ONE DAY YOU GO TO HANG OUT AT YOUR HOUSE AND HE MAKES YOU DO A PHOTO SHOOT.

PHOTOSHOOT
😍😍😍😍😍😍


“ Hey y/n wait up” Justin foley says as he runs up to y/n. “Hey Justin what’s up”. Y/n says while giving him a peck on the lips. “ do you want to hand out”. He asked with his smile that makes your knees weak.
“ yes my house 25 min . Meet you there ”. Y/n pulls him in to a loving kiss and walks off. While Justin watches her walk.
15 min’s later.
“ wow you came faster then I though” y/n says as she pulls him into the house she is wearing her crop top nirvana shot with booty shorts. “ well couldn’t leave my girl hanging now could I ”. “ no. Not at all”. You guys walk to your room and as soon as he steps in you back is on the wall and his lips are on you neck. “ ummmm I missed you”. Justin mutters against you neck. “ you saw me at school.” You try so hard to hold in a moan. “ I know. But you ass in the shorts makes me miss you more. ” you laugh cause it made no sense. “ okay so what do you want to do. Except make out”. You say as you jump on your bed. “ hmmm let me think” he rubs his chin like he is gonna solve the world biggest problem. “ how about you do a photo shoot for me baby. You and your perfect body”. He pulls you closer to him. “ what ever you want baby”. He takes out his phone and you start posing.
😍🖤😍🖤😍🖤😍😍


NEXT DAY.

“ your girl is so hot you are just lucky Justin ” Zach tell him.
You walk down the hall way and see Justin surrounded by his friends. “Well well well. It’s miss model ”. Bryce says as you walk up to Justin for a kiss. “ well Bryce. I model for Justin so he know I be there whenever he needs and wants to see me”. You kiss Justin and he grabs your waist. When you pull away you say “ besides you just wish it was you”. Walking away making sure to sway your hips you hear “ see you guys later got to take more photos with my girl”.

{PART 13} Who Are You? // Im Jaebum

Originally posted by sugaglos

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader (ft. Jackson & Jinyoung)

Genre: Angst

Summary; Mia sheds light on her relationship with Jaebum to Jinyoung and Jackson, as both of the boys finally complete the puzzle of what really happened to you on the night of your accident.

Please note that this series contains mentions of road/car accidents, amnesia and cheating.

I update this series every Sunday between 9pm-10pm (U.K Time)

{Part 1} // {Part 12} {Part 13} {Part 14}

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Saturday Special - RX-78 Showcase!


The first truly NEW photo set of 2017 is here! Showcasing off my collecting of RX-78 Gundams, of which I’ve got quite the variety. The kits featured here (from right to left in the top and bottom pics) are:

  • RX-78-2 Gundam [Revive] - “Revi”
  • RX-78-2 Gundam [Ver. G30th]  - “Ani”
  • RX-78-2 Gundam [21st Century Real Type Colors] - “Shade”
  • RX-78-3 G-3 Gundam - “Grey”
  • RX-78-3 G-3 Gundam [Revive] - “Trey”

Of all these kits, I have to say that my three “revive” kits (and I’m including the Real Type Color one in this group) are easily my most favorite. Their articulation, detail, and posability are amazing and a lot of fun to work with. I absolutely had to make them a feature of this set which ended up with the three fighting for control! Looks like Shade one that one… for now.

A lot of this photo set was done to test out my phone’s camera capabilities while I try to save a get a dedicated DSLR Camera for future shoots. I still have some tweaking to do, but for now the 13mp digital camera on my Galaxy J7 will have to do. Do let me know what you think of the quality of the images and I’ll try to make adjustments where needed!

I have a bonus set after this one, so do stay tuned!

Till next time everyone!

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Someone (Nino? Chloe? Kim? Almost anyone could work) points out to Marinette that her behavior towards Adrien is kinda creepy/borderline stalkerish. Marinette takes a good look at herself, realizes she has put Adrien on a pedestal and is more in love with this idea she’s created in her mind than with Adrien as a person, and if she wants to be a good friend she needs to chill the fuck out and actually get to know him first.

A few days later Alya shows up at the bakery all “Just heard Adrien’s doing a photo shoot at the Luxembourg Gardens, lets go ‘accidentally’ run into him!”

And Marinette’s like, “You know what… no. How about you and me just hang out on our own, get an ice cream or something?” Alya’s confused, but she agrees.

Over ice cream, Marinette explains her change in heart. And then she realizes something.

“You were almost as invested in me chasing after Adrien as I was,” Marinette says.

“Huh?”

“I mean… always calling to tell me where he was, getting us to run into each other. You kind of brought wingwomaning to a whole new level. Why did you care so much whether I dated Adrien Agreste or not?”

And now Alya’s the one who has to take a good look at herself, because she doesn’t really have an answer to that.

She shows up at the bakery again the next day. “I figured it out,” Alya says. “I just…” she can’t quite meet Marinette’s eyes, “I just really wanted to make you happy. And I thought getting you the guy you wanted was the only way. But you’re right, we took it too far and that wasn’t cool.”

“You don’t have to get me a guy to make me happy, Alya,” Marinette replies. “You already make me happy.”

(And then they make out, a lot, the end)

Originally posted by ygboys-ot11

Attention Seeker (Bobby)

Warnings: I mean it’s smut. Bobby is a vocal needy whining mess… that’ all I’ll give away


“Y/N!” Bobby whines. He’d been begging for your attention since he’d made it to your place after practice. Too bad for him you were insanely busy today. Your boss had shifted the deadline of a project from next week to tomorrow, and like you’ve had to do countless other times since you started working at the company, you brought work home.

Usually Bobby was very understanding, and he’d sit patiently and wait for you to close your computer so that you could fully focus on him. However, today he’s been quite uncharacteristically touchy. A kiss here, a touch there, a groan that sounded just a bit too sexual, he was trying to drive you insane. Any other time it would’ve worked, but your job is on the line now and your have no time to care about Bobby’s whining.

“Babe!!” He whines again stomping his feet toward your desk before childishly plopping into you lap.

“You’re heavy!” You complain. and push at his legs.

“Pay attention to me.” He taunts, and laughs when an annoyed expression crosses your face. His hand cups you chin and he pulls your lips toward him. He kisses you a bit roughly, but it’s not out of the ordinary. Your lips smack against one another loudly filling the small room with the almost obnoxious sound. A minute passes and Bobby is pulling at our bottom lip with his teeth and sneaking his tongue into your mouth. Exactly where he wants you… Or so he thought. As soon as his tongue touches yours, you’re back to your senses and pulling your lips apart.

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What’s this? A photo that’s actually from today?

Basically all my photos are thrown in my queue so they’re old when they post, but not this one!

I love this photo! I’m struggling with the editing though. I finally realized that I could change the colours on my camera so everything is duller and less contrast, which has made editing a lot easier,  I just don’t know what I wanted this photo to be.

“We shot again and again and again. I even stepped in and took Bacall in my arms to show him what I wanted. ‘I know exactly what you want,’ he said, and then he did it perfectly. He loved this girl and he was enjoying this. When I knew I had what I wanted I told them, 'Thanks very much.’ And he said, 'No no no no, I think you need another shot- how about this?’ Then, 'You gotta have a kiss shot.’ And so he kissed her. Half of the shots were of the back of his head and I knew I’d never use them, but they were enjoying themselves. 

Martin Weiser on Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall shooting promotional photos for To Have and Have Not, just as their romance was igniting

ruby rose & y/n {dirty imagine}

“ruby meet y/n.” the lady from the front desk says tapping away at her tablet making appointments from what i can see. “y/n?” ruby aka my new boss smiles looking at me through the mirror while people cluster around her to do her short black hair and makeup. “umm hi nice to meet you.” i say nervously walking around to face her. she eyes me holding out her hand. “nice you meet you.” she finally says keeping a steady eye on me. “well if you need anything just let me know.” i tell her, she nods not saying a word. i find a seat near the back ruby is to my left, to my right is the photographer setting up for the next hour and a half photo shoot. this is the first time iam an assistant to anyone let alone the newest star on a hit tv show. “i need your input.” a guy with a measuring tape around his neck frantically says holding up two pieces of clothing. “what do you think?” ruby asks looking towards me. it takes me a few seconds to realize shes talking to me. “umm.” i begin looking between the hideous brown dress that looks like a potato sack than an actual dress and a simple leather black jacket with a undershirt. “well kid.” the guy snaps sounding irritated. “hush let her pick.” she defends. “the jacket.” i blurt out pointing. a small smile grows on her lips as she gets rushed into the back to change. minutes later she emerges with just the black jacket and tight black shorts. i have a hard time focusing on anything else but her. she looks so good, so gorgeous hell even without the makeup. she walks towards the front of the camera as i begin to try and not stare at my new boss. 

two almost three hours later i head down to the lobby to wait for ruby to see if she needs anything else before i leave for the day. “oh there you are ! i thought you left.” she smiles in her thick australian accent. “really? oh…. i mean no just wanted to see if you needed anything else for today.” 

“well i have things to go over with you if you dont mind.” she says. “sure.” i reply as her shirt slowly slides down. “c’mon ill drive.” she smiles eyeing me like she did earlier. i follow her to her car since my mode of transportation at the moment is the filthy city bus. the 30 minute car ride consists of sexual stares and glances, with sexual tension you can feel a mile away. once we enter her house i look around her medium size modern day loft. “like it?” she asks turning the corner towards the kitchen area. “yeah its amazing.” i smile looking up to the second floor that holds her bedroom. “stay right here iam going to change out of these clothes.” she tells me heading for the stairs. 

her bedroom is pretty much a balcony that holds her bed, night stands, and a walk in closet that i can see from here. i glance up to her as she changes out of her baggy shirt and jeans. my eyes ride over her nearly naked body through the railings of the staircase. its takes everything in me to rip my eyes away from her. i look around the place more, anything to keep me from totally going up there and having a full make out session with her. i end up back in the kitchen as she comes back down in her white tank top and sweat pants that hug her ass amazingly. “are you hungry?” she asks opening her fridge, pulling out a container of strawberries. “no thanks.” i reply watching her pull the fruit to her lips. does she have to be so damn sexual. “so what were the things you needed to go over?” i ask sitting on the bar stool across from her. “oh!” she nearly shouts walking over to me sitting next to me with her bowl of strawberries. “iam new to this assistant thing …” she starts, glancing at me while she puts another strawberry in her mouth. “that makes two of us.” i smile. she returns her smile. we sit in a weird silence what fills the room faster then the sexual tension did. 

she looks straight ahead as she licks the juice from the fruit for her lips, i glance down to i watch her hands as they slide onto my lap “so i noticed you couldnt stop staring when we were at the photo shoot.” she smiles sliding her hands up towards my waist. “sorryyy…” i mutter not sure what to say at this point and time. “no need to be sorry love because i couldnt stop looking either.” she smiles leaning my way. i lay one of my hands on her waist, my other hand is in her hair as she pushes her soft lips on mine. her hands slide up my shirt reaching for my breasts. i gasp when i feel her cold fingertips run over my nipples. she smiles, kissing down my neck. “wanna have a little fun?” she asks. i nod slightly, closing my eyes as her hand goes between my thighs. “come here.” she mumbles leading back around the counter. she opens the fridge and grabs a whip cream can. i raise my eyebrows at her. “what?” she laughs. she places the can besides us then tugs at my tights. i push the fabric to the ground then lift my shirt as ruby does the same. “jump up.” she states grabbing my ass for a quick second. i smirk lifting myself up onto the counter top. “what are you going to do?” i ask. “your going to love it i promise.” she smiles taking the can in her hand and popping off the blue top. “this might be a little cold.” she tells me squirting the whip cream onto my bare stomach. i lay my head back feeling her squirt small amounts on my skin from my breasts to my hip bone. 

the next thing i feel is her tongue sliding against my harden nipple covered in whip cream. she sucks down, i rub my legs together to feel something between my legs. she sucks on my other nipple, then goes down my stomach to the line of cream. i run my fingers through her hair once she reaches my hips. “do you want more?” she asks. i nod spreading my legs. she steps between my legs rubbing me. i roll my hips against her hand. “fuck.” she mutters looking down to the wetness that has leaked onto my undies. “please fuck me.” i beg, she pushes more against my core. “you really want it?” she teases. “yes.” i breath out rubbing my own clit. she smiles pulling my undies down my legs. with my legs wide open ruby squirts a small amount at the top of my pussy right over my clit. she smiles up to before wrapping her lips around the small mountain of cream and my clit and sucking. my back arches grabbing onto her hair.  “ruby.” i whimper, her tongue slides into my pussy. “fuck yes.” i moan pushing her face forward. i look down to her with her eyes closed, grabbing my ass in her hands, her head moves in circles between my legs. she keeps doing this and in a matter of seconds of me moaning and grinding onto her tongue i crash through my climax screaming out her name. i stay laying down with my chest rising and falling as i take in huff of air. ruby stands besides me with a wide smile. i reach down rubbing my clit nice and slow. her eyes follow watching my three fingers run over and circle my pink sensitive clit. “like what you see?” i tease grabbing my breast with my free hand. she smiles, “you need to stop before i plant my tongue back between those sexy legs of yours.”  i laugh sitting up. “what about you?” i ask pulling her back between my legs. she glances down to my pussy then looks up to me. “what about me?” she smiles. “i want to satisfy you.” i say softly wrapping my legs around her waist. “oh believe me you did.” she smirks looking down again. i press my lips to hers, sliding my hand into her sweatpants. “you dont need to.” she mutters against my lips. “i want to.” i mutter back slipping two fingers into her. she gasps laying her hands on both sides of me. “your wet too.” i smile kissing down her neck. “this feels…” she starts but stops once i push a third finger in. “fuck y/n.” she moans pushing back a bit. i jump down pinning her to the wall right next to the fridge. i kneel down in front of her, pulling her sweats down. she has her eyes closed leaning her head against the wall. her mouth is open in a “O” shape with one hand up her shirt. i ramp my fingers upward connecting my lips to her clit. “oh fuck!!” she shouts biting down on her lip. i keep going ramming my fingers at a slow then fast pace. “dont stop.” she gasps. i suck down on her clit. her cum covers over my fingers, “shit yesssss.” she shouts pushing my face forward. i lick her clit then i slide down to her pussy licking her. she rocks her hips looking down to me. i stand up keeping our eye contact pressing our lips together. “this is going to by very fun.” she smiles leaning down kissing my breasts then my collarbone, my neck then my lips. “such a good decision to get an assistant.” i smile. she nods smiling sliding her tongue into my mouth while her fingers travel back into me. 


thanks for reading! hope you liked it! let me know what you think xx 

The Contest- Part 5

To celebrate Supernatural’s 15th season, the producers have decided to hold a contest to cast an unknown in a recurring role as Sam’s rumored love interest. They are doing open casting calls all over the country. Your best friend Nikki wants to go and she drags you along.

Characters: Reader, Best friend Nikki (OC), Nursing Supervisor Anne, Jared Padalecki, Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins, other Supernatural cast and crew

A/N: This is my first attempt at writing about Jared and Jensen and the show.  Please be gentle as I am a delicate flower LOL.  For the purposes of this story, Jared and Misha are both divorced.  No hate please! I’m sure Gen and Vicki are lovely!

Part 1 (all parts are linked)

It took a minute or two for Jared’s words to sink into my alcohol-soaked brain.  When they finally did my eyes shot to his in surprise.  Did he just say what I think he said?

“Okay then…” I muttered as I grabbed him by the front of his shirt and yanked him to me, slamming my lips to his in a blistering kiss.

We finally broke apart when the door slammed open and Nikki stumbled out supported by Misha.  She did not look well.  Jensen, Briana, and Jason were behind them. 

“This one can’t hold her liquor.” Jensen said to me, only slightly slurring his words. “She’s flagged.”

 “I’m only 4 foot 11!  How much liquor do you expect me to hold?” Nikki demanded drunkenly before she threw up all over Jared’s and my shoes. Perfect!

 Jared jumped back and away from me.  So much for us having a moment.

“Things are definitely going to be interesting with you around, Y/N.” Briana said with a laugh.

“Sorry Jared. I wish I could say this is the first time Nikki has thrown up on me but sadly….”

Jensen and Jason though this was hilarious and couldn’t stop laughing.

“Dammit, Nik! These are my favorite boots!” I said with a sigh.

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anonymous asked:

Hi! Could I please get some headcanons on the RFA + V + Saeran finding out MC does martial arts? (On a side note: HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!)

A/N: fun fact i was looking for this request to answer it and scrolled past it multiple times i wAS LOOKING FOR 10 MINUTES (ALSO HAPPY LATE HOLIDAYS IM SORRY ILY) (ALSO I DON’T PARTICIPATE IN MARTIAL ARTS SOOOO) ~Admin 404

*YOOSUNG:

           -He had no idea you did martial arts

           -Until one day you told him you were heading to the gym and!!!

           -Hello!!! MC!!! Not letting you go alone, I’m coming too

           - too many pervs at the gym, i’ll protect you

           -And! This is his chance to finally get out and exercise instead of playing LOLOL all the time

           -That being said, it was so hard to keep up with you???

           -You set up a practice dummy and started to throw a few strikes at it and he was amazed at how quick you were??

           -You practiced (and landed) a front elbow strike on the practice dummy, and it flew to the ground

           -It made him jump!!!! He had watched a martial arts club at his school practice once but decided not to join because he wouldn’t be able to do it himself (hitting people isn’t on his agenda)

           -So he recognized the moves but!!! HE HAD NO IDEA YOU WERE CAPABLE OF THAT? THAT’S ABSOLUTELY AMAZING MC YOU’RE SO BADASS??


*ZEN:

           -The both of you work out together

           -But it’s usually the standard things, like running, weight lifting, things of that sort

           -But you needed to practice some moves!

           -So you suggest working out separately this time!

           - GASPS AND IS IMMEDIATELY OFFENDED

           -MC!!! I’ll do whatever workout you want to do, it’s okay, I can take it!

           -He kept bragging about how strong he is, and whatever you had in mind, he’ll be fine

           -He did not think that the moment you lifted him over your shoulders for a take down

           - holY SHIT, MC???? WHAT THE FUCK

           -He just laid on the floor for a good 10 minutes, wondering how he never noticed you knew martial arts. And wondering how the hell you could take him down that easily. mC TEACH ME YOUR WAYS, STAT


*JAEHEE:

           -Yo, both of you participate in martial arts, how dope

           -She does Judo!!!! So she’d recognize any moves you throw out in front of her

           -But, you don’t even have to do a big reveal! She mention she does judo, you mention you also participate in martial arts

           -It’s all good!!

           -She would LOVE to watch a match or two of yours

           -Never, EVER spar against you though

           -She could never hurt her MC like that!!! Even if it was agreed on!!

           -She did attend a match though, and watched as you and your opponent went head to head

           -Starts calling out moves for you to use!!! Kick!! Strike!!! JOINT LOCK!!!

           - has to fight security to stay inside because she got too excited watching you

*JUMIN:

           -He kind of stumbled upon it on accident

           -He couldn’t figure out where some of his body guards kept getting black eyes and bruises from?

           -When asked, they refused to explain what happened

           -But one day, he came home early and heard fighting in his penthouse?

           -What in the world???

           -Wait…. isn’t MC home? Where are the body guards? Are yoU OKAY? MC I’M COMING

           -But when he busted the door open, though, he found all his body guards?

           -Why in the woRLD WERE THE RUSHING AT YOU WHAT IS HAPPENING

           -One flew to the floor, then another, then another. He stood in silence because he couldn’t think of what else to do? He watched until he could see you in the middle of it all, striking and throwing them around

           -That’s when it clicked that you were advanced in martial arts!!! Once the final body guard was groaning on the ground, his applause made you jump. While he was in awe of your skills, he had to remind you of the gym down stairs, and promise to hire people more qualified to spar with you because you can’t keep beating up his body guards like this MC, please

*SAEYOUNG:

           -He knows a few moves as well because he was an agent

           -But never even considered you might know a few moves?

           -The two of you were wrestling around on the floor in the living room

           -It had gone a little too far though, and he tossed you across the room

           -“MC oh my god I’m so sorry are you okay?!”

           -You immediately got up and charged him

           -Out of instinct, he almost tossed you over his shoulder again

           -But this time, you were prepared and held on, getting him in a choke hold, dropping the both of you to the floor

           -W h a t t h e f u c k MC WHAT IN THE WORLD

           -You let go and apologize immediately but!!! He’s so excited??? wink wonk He wants you to teach him some of those moves!!!! He needs to know!!!

*V:

           -You’re usually really sweet and quiet, so he never suspected you’d be into something like martial arts

           -He called and asked you if you wanted to go on a photo shoot with him, because it was so nice outside!

           -Sadly, you had to decline because you were wrapped up in something

           -“Oh? Do you need help with anything, MC?” no cutie but thank you

           -You decided to invite him to your practice! But refused to tell him what it was for

           -He thought it was going to be something sweet and graceful, just like you!

           -Lowkey hyped because whAT IF YOU DO BALLET??? MC THAT’S SO GRACEUL, ALL OF THE BEAUTIFUL ACTION SHOTS, HE CAN HARDLY CONTAIN HIMSELF

           -Except when he walked in, he heard a thud and looked over to see someone falling to the ground

           -Is…is this martial arts? MC, are you just volunteering here???? MC…? MC?!

           -Watched as your turn came up and you threw out a few strikes here and there. It wasn’t what he expected but? You still looked incredibly graceful. He got THE BEST action shot of you roundhouse kicking your opponent, it was right as your foot connected and hE LOVES IT SO MUCH MC HE’S COMING WITH YOU EACH AND EVERY TIME YOU CAN’T STOP HIM

*SAERAN:

           -He likes to take you out on dates and things of that sort at night

           -There’s less people, pretty lights, and it’s quiet

           -He loves it so much, but one thing he does not like are the annoying, creepy people that come out at night

           -He can protect you though, MC, it’s no problem!

           -He just hopes he isn’t going to have to

           -Only left for a moment to get the two a drink! When he came back, some guy was way too close to you?

           -Death Glare: Activated. 500% ready to throw the drinks down and kick some ass, but??

           -All of a sudden, the guy gets kneed in the gut, then kicked in the face?? By YOU???

           -He watched as the guy fell to the ground, almost as if it was slow motion. Snapped out of it quickly though, and went to make sure you were okay!!! Immediately takes you very far away from that guy. Then he completely checks you over, the moment he knows you’re okay he couldn’t hold back the laugh he had. You??? Knew martial arts??? You completely DROPPED that guy, MC!!! That’s amazing!! He’s so proud of you!

           - that’s right, don’t fuck with my MC

anonymous asked:

OMG so much yes to smockingbatch! why is it so fricking sexy none of this is fair. dear lord this man.

I know, I know!  Even vice looks good on him; those long elegant fingers, hovering near his luscious lips…

…that look of mischief, like he knows a delicious secret and we just need to lean in a little closer and he’ll tell us show us what is is.

Or perhaps it’s that hint of the Bad Boy Man about him, doing what he knows he damn well shouldn’t, thus tempting us to give in and join him–in this and other sins we dare not speak aloud.

In photo shoots or in character, he devastates any power of will we have to resist…

Originally posted by aynat-shelem

…until we wish, with all our hearts, for a taste of what he’s having, sampled in a smoky kiss.

fabrickind  asked:

Cosplay asks: 12, 16, 22 :D

12: What is your worst cosplay “horror” story?

Getting stalked. I’ve talked about it in length before so I don’t want to be redundant and keep repeating it, but you can find more info about it if you run a search on my blog. 

16: What is your favorite cosplay photo of yourself?

I honestly cried a little when Mark Edwards sent me the photos from this shoot. I consider myself very weak at posing and being pretty in cosplay and this shoot showed that with some great direction and a bit of back bending, I can be. Basically the stars aligned and he gave me the perfect picture. 

22: Do you prefer cosplaying characters with props, or characters that you don’t need to carry a prop around all day?

I never know what to do with my hands without props because I’m so bad at posing, so even when they’re unwieldy and I hate them, I do still prefer to have a prop with me. It’s much easier for me to sink into a pose and character if I have something more than me to work with. 

Stuck Pt. 1

Summary: You work in a huge fashion magazine, he’s part of a notorious mafia. Being tied together by a magical string is not the best situation.

Genre: Mafia/Red String of Fate Au!/ Fluff/ Angst

Member/Band: Jungkook/BTS

Note: I got this idea from a story called Knot This Guy by Huntress on Wattpad (It’s a G-Drgagon x Sandara Park Fic) It’s really good and you guys should read it! I guarantee you’ll love it! So just in case there are some similarities, I got inspiration from that story! 

PART 2 

- Admin Zar 


Originally posted by jjks


Red String of Fate: The two people connected by the red thread are destined lovers, regardless of place, time, or circumstances. This magical cord may stretch or tangle, but never break. This myth is similar to the Western concept of soulmate or a destined flame.


“Divide and conquer, ladies! Divide and conquer.” Were the last words you heard before you walked back to your desk to continue your work that consist of you lurking on the internet and then acting as if you were doing something when your boss walked pass.

You job consisted of you editing one of the biggest fashion magazines in the world, but that’s not want you wanted. You didn’t sign up to sit in a cubicle and edit cliche articles about what and what not to wear! No, you wanted to be the one calling the shots and with you involved, you could change the world. But unfortunately for you, you were stuck drinking coffee and watching as basic fashions designs came to life.  

“Y/N, Lucy wants you in her office ASAP.” One of your co-workers spoke while raising her eyebrow at you.  

Rolling your eyes, you stood up and began the walk to her office. Your co-workers have nothing else to do but gossip it seems like. Lucy was your boss, the one calling the shots for the magazine and she can only be calling you in her office for two reasons; to fire you or to fire you. Well, one reason actually. Every floor has ceiling to floor windows, but you had a huge fear of heights and falling through those window so you tried to stay as far away from them as possible. You stared out the windows as you reached her office, you knew because of the famous glass doors. You knocked on them promptly.

“Who is it?” Lucy asked, staring at you with her piercing blue eyes that complimented her fiery red hair. Is she serious? She can see right through the door! The door is glass.

“Um, Y/N,” You replied.

“Come in!” You spoke and you walked through the doors, “Have a seat. You’re gonna want to sit for this.”

You did as she told you. She looked at her screen and went back to typing on her laptop for a few minutes and you sat awkwardly as she did so for a few minutes. The only sound in the room was the click-clack of her keyboard. She then cleared her throat and turned towards you.

“So you may know, well you should know, Lady Maia is coming into town to do a photo shoot for Zero Magazine.” Zero Magazine was he name of the magazine you worked for.

“Yes.” You replied.

“She needs someone to accompany her to shoot and help with what she’ll wear.” She spoke promptly.

“You’re saying, I’m going to attribute to what she wears in the shoot?” You asked, perking up a bit.

“Yes. And don’t make me regret it, Y/N. You know the consequences.”  

“Thank you! I won’t mess this up!” You spoke and you jumped out of your seat and basically ran out of her office.  

Once you made your way back to your desk, you started researching fashion trends and trying to find a way around them and still make her Lady Maia look good. But as you did so you slowly started to drift off to sleep.

You woke up and you noticed that the office was dark and the only light coming in was those coming through the window. You checked the time on your phone and it was nearly midnight. No one woke you up? Nice colleagues you have.  

You picked up the bag that you kept all of your work equipment, well your laptop, and shoved your phone into your back pocket and grabbed your bag with your right hand. You finally found your way out of your building and into the parking garage. You noticed one boy dressed in a suit he had a boyish face leaning on the car next to yours. As you reached him you noticed an red string magically connected the two of you together at the pinky. Your eyes furrowed in confusion as you tried to pull the string from of your pinky and he followed suit. But the string just wouldn’t budge.

“What a funny prank, tying me to you. Now take it off.” You spoke as you tried your hardest to take take the string off of your pinky.

“Why would I tie myself to you, princess?” He asked in an annoyed tone as he tried to pull the string off of him as well.

“You’re the one standing here in an empty parking garage, late at night. You look sketchy.” You rolled your eyes.

“I could say the same to you.” He replied, causing you to roll your eyes again.

You pulled the red string towards your car and you noticed the the string moved through the car as if it was an illusion. You gasped audibly. The boy looked at the string with wide doe-eyes as well. Another boy walked up towards the one whom you were tied to.

“Jungkook-ah! Where the money from-” He stopped when he saw you, “Who’s this?”

So Jungkook was his name.

“Namjoon hyung! This is my family friend!” He replied with a cute smile.

“Well okay, well see you at the garage tomorrow, right?”

He nodded and Namjoon walked off but not before waving you goodbye.

“He didn’t notice the string…” You wandered off.

“Maybe he can’t see it. Do you have a pair of scissors?” He asked.

“Do I look like a 5 year old?” You questioned. Why would you have a pair of scissors?

“Well it looks like you’re coming with me for the mean time.”

“I’m not going with you!”

“We need scissors to cut the string. We’re taking my car, I wouldn’t be caught dead an a Toyota.”
—-
Once you reached the nearest convince store, he paid for the scissors and immediately walked back to the car, causing you to stumble a little behind him since he walked faster than you.

He tried cutting the scissors but it went right threw the string like the car did. He tried it a few times before getting frustrated.

“Fuck! I can’t do what I need to do, while being tied to you.”

“If it helps, at least you’re tied to some random weirdo.” You spoke then continued to suck on your honey flavored lollipop.

“You’re eating a honey flavored lollipop! I am tied to some random weirdo!” He yelled causing you to flinch, “Look, if I’m going to be tied to you, you can’t be in the way. I’m involved with some dangerous activities and If you get in the way, I’m going to be carrying a dead body with me until we can figure out a way to untie us.”

“No need to be dramatic, Jungkook.”