you know where it would look better

anonymous asked:

I know you've already been asked, but do you think Malachite would look different if Jasper and Lapis had a better relationship? I mean, from the begining. Not starting over at a later point in their relationship. Like they started with vague opinions of each other similarly to Ruby and Saphire where it was spur of the moment/ an accident? Or like the AU's where they switch the rolls of homeworld gems and crystal gems. I'm not sure if she would look any different that way though.

they would be different people so i think yea they would look different together. they could even be a different stone altogether 

anonymous asked:

9, 10, 12, 42, 49 😏

9. Do I fantasize about immobility? There are fantasies I guess, but realistically I know I would never like to be immobile.

10. Fantasize about instant weight gain? Yes, like waking up 20 lbs heavier, yes.

12. Why do I like weight gain? I like the way my body looks being curvy and thick and I feel like expanding myself and adding to my softness just makes it better.

42. Height: 5′4″

49. Bra size: DDD or H I guess depending where you’re from.

Happy Asks 💫

Sunrises: What is something you are looking forward to?

Honeybees: What is something you have done recently that you are proud of? It can be anything at all, even just waking up every morning.

Roller skating: What are your hobbies?

Stars: What are your favorite blogs?

Poppy flowers: What are your favorite flowers?

Lemonade: What is the sweetest thing anyone has every done for you?

Dogs: What do you look for in friends?

Painting: If you could dye your hair any color, what would it be?

Smiles: What is the greatest compliment you have ever received? What is a compliment you wish someone would give you?

Fairy lights: If someone wanted to get to know you, what should they read/watch/listen to?

Dancing: Describe your dream date.

Rainbows: What always makes you feel better when you’re sad?

Beaches: If you could go anywhere in the world, right this moment, where would you go?

Cats: What do you like to do on lazy days?

Sunflowers: What do you want other people to think of you?

Laughter: List 5 things that make you happy.

Balloons: When do you feel most like yourself?

Daisies: What is your favorite quote?

Trees: Name one thing you have learned this past year that has made you a better person?

Polaroids: What is your favorite thing about yourself?

Sunsets: If you could paint the sky any colors, what would they be?

Slytherin house.

One thing I absolutely cannot forgive J.K. Rowling for is how Slytherins were treated in the end. Not one Slytherin was given the benefit of the doubt. I’ll always think the scene where Professor Mcgonagall sends the entire Slytherin house away should have gone differently.

We deserved better. Slytherin deserved that chance of redemption. But no, apparently Pansy Parkinson is the Slytherin spokesperson.

How brilliant would it have been? To have a group of Slytherins stand still and say “No, we’re not moving, we’re fighting as well. This is our school too.” and have Minerva look at them sympathetically, asking “Do you know who you’ll be fighting against?” ‘possibly your relatives’ left hanging in the air. The group of Slytherins nod fiercely and join the battle.

Give me scared Slytherins that know they have to do the right thing. Give me Slytherins jumping infront of Harry when he’s running the corridors to shield him. Give me Slytherins buying their classmates more time. Give me Slytherins shakily, but bravely raising their wands and attacking.

“I want you to tell me about every person you’ve ever been in love with.
Tell me why you loved them,
then tell me why they loved you.

Tell me about a day in your life you didn’t think you’d live through.
Tell me what the word home means to you
and tell me in a way that I’ll know your mother’s name
just by the way you describe your bedroom
when you were eight.

See, I want to know the first time you felt the weight of hate,
and if that day still trembles beneath your bones.

Do you prefer to play in puddles of rain
or bounce in the bellies of snow?
And if you were to build a snowman,
would you rip two branches from a tree to build your snowman arms
or would leave your snowman armless
for the sake of being harmless to the tree?
And if you would,
would you notice how that tree weeps for you
because your snowman has no arms to hug you
every time you kiss him on the cheek?

Do you kiss your friends on the cheek?
Do you sleep beside them when they’re sad
even if it makes your lover mad?
Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion
or just the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain?

See, I wanna know what you think of your first name,
and if you often lie awake at night and imagine your mother’s joy
when she spoke it for the very first time.

I want you to tell me all the ways you’ve been unkind.
Tell me all the ways you’ve been cruel.
Tell me, knowing I often picture Gandhi at ten years old
beating up little boys at school.

If you were walking by a chemical plant
where smokestacks were filling the sky with dark black clouds
would you holler “Poison! Poison! Poison!” really loud
or would you whisper
“That cloud looks like a fish,
and that cloud looks like a fairy!”

Do you believe that Mary was really a virgin?
Do you believe that Moses really parted the sea?
And if you don’t believe in miracles, tell me —
how would you explain the miracle of my life to me?

See, I wanna know if you believe in any god
or if you believe in many gods
or better yet
what gods believe in you.
And for all the times that you’ve knelt before the temple of yourself,
have the prayers you asked come true?
And if they didn’t, did you feel denied?
And if you felt denied,
denied by who?

I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror
on a day you’re feeling good.
I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror
on a day you’re feeling bad.
I wanna know the first person who taught you your beauty
could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass.

If you ever reach enlightenment
will you remember how to laugh?

Have you ever been a song?
Would you think less of me
if I told you I’ve lived my entire life a little off-key?
And I’m not nearly as smart as my poetry
I just plagiarize the thoughts of the people around me
who have learned the wisdom of silence.

Do you believe that concrete perpetuates violence?
And if you do —
I want you to tell me of a meadow
where my skateboard will soar.

See, I wanna know more than what you do for a living.
I wanna know how much of your life you spend just giving,
and if you love yourself enough to also receive sometimes.
I wanna know if you bleed sometimes
from other people’s wounds,
and if you dream sometimes
that this life is just a balloon —
that if you wanted to, you could pop,
but you never would
‘cause you’d never want it to stop.

If a tree fell in the forest
and you were the only one there to hear —
if its fall to the ground didn’t make a sound,
would you panic in fear that you didn’t exist,
or would you bask in the bliss of your nothingness?

And lastly, let me ask you this:

If you and I went for a walk
and the entire walk, we didn’t talk —
do you think eventually, we’d… kiss?

No, wait.
That’s asking too much —
after all,
this is only our first date.”

—  Andrea Gibson
bts with buzzfeed: highlights

- “hello we are bts! and what did you say?” *looks around in confusion*
- these questions BLESS
- yoongi looking like he wanted to murder namjoon’s ass for repeatedly asking him questions in english
- namjoon basically confirming hoseok’s new mixtape
- namjoon throwing jungkook under the bus for playing video games in the hotel room while yoongi works on his music lmao
- “everyone’s doing their job” my ass 👀👀
- jungkook exposing himself as a hardcore belieber
- im not saying this is a desperate “notice me senpai” moment but thats exactly what im saying. the way he talks about justin is me when i think about food and bangtan tbh
- like seriously
- someone get our jungcook to be acknowledged by the biebs
- MAKE HIM HAPPY YALL GLSKVKXK
- return of savage ass namjoon as he calls out hoseok for having ‘outro:wings’ meaningful to him just bc of his solo rap
- NAMJOON BE ROASTING EVERYONE TODAY DAMN HE NEEDA CHILL
- jungkook: “I like i need u… uh, because…….start, stage, my heart. Boom boom”
- namjoon’s response: “wow perfect”
- the birth of j-dope, jinnie, yeon-ki min, monie, christian chim chim, justin seagull, and jack
- yoongi imitating english-speaking fans at airports is everything i never knew i needed gdkglflhdlhldlgl 💀💀💀💀💀
- “my sanctuary of birth is seagull. Yeah, justin seagull. I love justin bieber, i like justin seagull yeah” - jeon jungkook 2k17
- BUT LOOK AT HIM TRYING SO HARD AND PUTTING IN SO MUCH EFFORT TO RESPOND ONLY IN ENGLISH LIKE WHAT THE FUCK IM SO PROUDDDD WE LAUGH NOW BUT GIVE IT A FEW MONTHS FUCK HE’LL START SPEAKING BETTER THAN ME
- taehyung and his performance as rose in titanic. where the fuck is this mans oscar????
- *if you heard a bts song in public how would you react*
- Yoongi: “i try to get out of that area as fast as i can”
- jungkook: “i pretend i dont know the song and i get out of there as fast as i can”
- then theres jin
- “i look in the store and give it my blessings” 

- father jin up in this bitch deadass giving a demonstration of how he would bless the place
- ok but me too tbh
- LMAO YOONGIS FUCKING EMBARRASSMENT GOSOGODKHKT
- *when you look especially good what runs through your head*
- tae getting so shy when talking about people on the street noticing his godly looks WHAT A FUCKING PRECIOUS YET SHAMELESS ASS CUTIE
- again, theres jin. bless that special boy
- “just look in the mirror and watch my face. Wow, handsome”
- JIN IS ME GKSKGKDGK
- “we’re so excited to interview again with buzzfeed” *imitates a bug*

deep get to know you questions

1. What’s one thing you would like to change about yourself? 

2. Are you religious? If yes, what is your religion? 

3. What was the best phase in your life? What was the worst phase in your life? 

4. Are you the person you thought you’d be when you were little? 

5. Who is one person you would talk to about anything? 

6. Have you ever lost someone close to you? 

7. Have you every had your heart broken? Have you ever broken someone else’s heart? 

8. Do you believe in second chances? 

9. What is one thing that people always misunderstand about you? 

10. What is your biggest regret in life? 

11. What things are standing between you and complete happiness? 

12. If you lost everything important to you tomorrow, whose arms would you run to in order to make everything okay again? 

13. Does the most important person in your life know how much they mean to you? 

14. If you could send a message to the entire world, what would you say to everybody? 

15. If you were going to die tomorrow, what would you spend today doing? 

16. How would you describe yourself in 5 words? 

17. What opportunities have you not taken that you regretted not taking? 

18. What would you do differently if you knew that no one would judge you? 

19. If you could ask one person a single question and they had to answer 100% truthfully, who would you ask and what would you ask them? 

20. If you could start your life over, what would you do differently? 

21. Are you currently holding on to something that you need to let go of? If yes, what’s stopping you from letting go? 

22. Are you living or just existing? How do you know? 

23. What was the last thing you did that was really worth remembering? 

24. What do you want most out of life? 

25. If you had one year left to live, what would you want to do in the next 12 months? 

26. If you could get one wish to come true, what would that wish be? 

27. When you think of home, what comes to mind? 

28. What scares you the most? 

29. What is your greatest strength? What is your greatest weakness? 

30. What did life teach you yesterday? 

31. What have you done in the past week to make someone’s life better? 

32. What makes you special? 

33. What was a time that you did not speak but you should have? 

34. Describe what you want the next five years of you life to be like in a single sentence. 

35. If you knew when and where and how you were going to die, would you life be better or worse? 

36. What would life look like for you if you never wasted another minute of it? 

37. Do you consider yourself to be the hero or the villain of you story? 

38. How much do you love yourself? 

39. What or who have you given up on? 

40. Who are you really? Deep down, who are you really? 

2

Stay  ~Jeff Atkins x Reader~

There’s something beautiful about the summer- they way it creates a new version of reality where music sounds better and happiness feels sweeter. Parties can give the same kind of feeling where nothing feels real, but all of it feels great. Well, until the next morning.

This makes an end of the summer party the pinnacle of a new reality. Inhibitions run low and everything else is on overdrive. In a week they will all be students again, studying to ensure the best future possible. But for tonight they are 60% alcohol and 40% bad decisions.

“Y/N!” Jess squeals with excitement, running towards the girl who just entered the room. She had been away visiting family abroad for the majority of the summer, and while the beaches had given a whole new meaning to the word ‘paradise’, this was where she was truly happiest.

“Jess!” she returns the enthusiasm, hugging her best friend tightly. The warm breezes that blew in through her window every morning this past summer brought her comfort, but this was home.

“I want in,” Justin grins, approaching the two and enveloping them between his arms.

“God I’ve missed you guys,” she sighs contentedly.

“You have so much third wheeling to catch up on,” Jess teases light heartedly.

Her face twists up unpleasantly at the thought. She loves both Jess and Justin dearly, but she does not love the thought of third wheeling. “With all due respect, I think I’ll pass.”

“Is that Y/N Y/L/N?!” a fourth voice enters the picture, causing the trio to part and turn towards the person walking towards them.

Jeff Atkins. Baseball star and literal ray of sunshine with the face of an angel and the body of a Greek God.

“Hey, Jeff,” she laughs, walking away from Jess and Justin to meet him halfway.

“I haven’t seen you in forever,” Jeff grins warmly, brushing her arm with his hand. It’s a sweet gesture. He’s always been so sweet.

“It’s only been like two months,” she mirrors his grin. It’s impossible not to smile back at someone who radiates warmth the way he does.

“Feels like forever though. Especially since I was used to seeing you everyday at school. You look nice by the way,” he bumps her shoulder.

“I missed you, too,” she chuckles, “I look like I always do.”

“Exactly.”

She bites her lips together before looking down shyly and letting them fall apart into a smile. Jeff Atkins was so genuinely good in a way that was uniquely him.

“Jeff!” Troy yells from the outside patio, “Beer pong, now, c’mon man!”

“Coming!” Jeff yells back to Troy, but turns back to her before walking away. “Come watch us play? You can practice cheering me on for baseball season,” his mouth twists into a smirk.

“Who says I’m gonna come to your baseball games?” She challenges playfully, using quick wit to redeem herself from the shy smile.

“Don’t break my heart, Y/N,” he pouts childishly, walking backward to join the boys for a game of beer pong but not breaking eye contact with her. He finally turns away from her to exit the house and join those outside, but not before mouthing a “pleaasssseeee” and sticking out his bottom lip.

“I’ll be there in a second!” she yells so he can hear her over the music.

His pout transforms into a grin before he disappears through the threshold, indicating that he heard her.

“So how about a double date instead of third wheeling?” Justin and Jess approach her with Justin wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

“Oh shut up,” her face heats up at the thought, “He’s a nice guy. He’s friendly with everyone.”

“Yeah, but he doesn’t flirt with everyone,” Jess interjects, crossing her arms over her chest vindictively.

“He didn’t ask me to cheer for him,” Justin fakes offense, “Honestly I’m a little hurt.”

“Fuck off, Justin,” she laughs loudly, putting her hands over her face.

“You better get out there,” Justin presses, gesturing to the sliding door, “After all, it’s mine and Jess’s two month anniversary so an intense make-out session could happen at anytime.”

“Bye!” she turns on her heels quickly, running away from her friends before they could make things awkward, or more awkward.

***
Five cups of jungle juice and two games of beer pong later she’s sitting on a folding lawn chair watching Jeff singlehandedly win a third game of beer pong since Troy had wandered off and was bothering Hannah and Clay.

After sinking another shot, Jeff notices where Troy had gone. A brief look of panic flashes across his face before he mutters a quick, “be right back!”, making a beeline for Troy. Jeff was just about as invested in Clay and Hannah as Clay was in Hannah. She wondered just how much better off the world would be if everyone had the same heart as Jeff.

“Did you save the day?” she asks upon Jeff’s return. She’s quite drunk and seeing two of everything, including two Jeffs. How wonderful would that be? A world with two Jeff Atkins. Incredible.

“I don’t know about that,” he chuckles modestly, “It’s up to Clay.”

“Meanwhile that beer run is up to you, buddy” Troy points out, his words slurring together.

“Later man,” Jeff replies, picking up a ping pong ball.

“Because you definitely need more alcohol,” she rolls her eyes at Troy, a sick feeling blossoming in her stomach.

“Don’t be a buzzkill, Y/N,” Troy retorts.

“Hey, relax,” Jeff snaps at Troy, “you’ll get your beer.”

The sick feeling in her stomach intensifies tenfold. She doesn’t want him to go, but she can’t beg him to stay. He’s not drunk, he would never jeopardize his life or anyone else’s so recklessly. But something about it still doesn’t feel right. He shouldn’t go.

She stands up, wobbling slightly. She grabs the back of her lawn chair to steady herself before heading back for the house. The twisting in her stomach is ominous in a way that refuses to be ignored.

“Where’re you going?” Jeff asks, his eyebrows knitting together.

“I need another drink,” she mumbles, brushing past him.

***
Three shots and a game of suck and blow later she’s feeling light and airy. All the anxiety from earlier has been replaced with a tingling feeling that reaches her feet. She’s quite hammered, and all the slip ups in suck and blow have her laughing and her sides aching. She’s starting to get lightheaded.

“I’m gonna go get some air,” she gasps in-between fits of laughter.

“Can you even walk?” Jess giggles.

“I’ll crawl if I have to,” she shrugs, stumbling her way out the door.

***
There’s nothing like the refreshing sensation of cool air hitting your skin after being cooped up in a house full of drunks, especially when you’re drunk yourself. The feeling of a breeze on her face is intoxicating in its own right, so she continues to walk around the outside of the house until she reaches the front.

There’s someone else at the front of the house, too. She can only see their back as they walk towards the row of cars, but she knows who it is. Suddenly she remembers why she felt the need to down three shots of vodka.

“Atkins,” she calls out, stumbling a bit as she walks forward.

He turns around at the sound of his name, smiling when he sees who it is. “Hey, you. Looks like you got that drink you wanted,” he laughs lightheartedly at her shaky balance.

“You making that beer run?” she asks, wringing her hands together nervously.

“Yeah. I’m not even a little buzzed, don’t worry,” he says soothingly.

“Stay,” she says softly.

“Huh?” he tilts his head to the side.

She continues to walk forward until she’s standing right in front of him, her weight falling to the side enough to make her falter. He reaches out to steady her, keeping a firm grasp on her side. She places her hands on his chest to steady herself before locking her eyes on his.

“Stay,” she repeats.

“Y/N, it’s okay I’m completely fine I promise. I only had two beers like two hours ago,” he assures, his voice gentle.

“I know, but it’s not like anybody needs anymore alcohol. I’m one of the more sober ones right now and that says a lot. Honestly I don’t even know how I made it out here on my own,” she sighs, “Just stay, please. ”

He looks at her softly, his eyes studying the worry etched onto her face. She feels so delicate in his grasp, like a porcelain doll that could shatter with too much pressure. He has always been enamored with her.

“Okay,” he moves his hands to hold her face, “I’ll stay.”

She lets out a heavy breath, letting her forehead rest against his chest and wrapping her arms around him. Maybe she was worrying over nothing, maybe she wasn’t, but she’s unexplainably relieved at those words.

“You gotta promise to watch me play baseball though,” he teases.

“I’ll be there every game with a sign that has your name on it,” she laughs, tilting her chin up to look at him.

“You gotta stop looking at me like that,” he shakes his head,“I might just fall in love with you.”

“Don’t get my hopes up.”

“Don’t leave for two months at a time,” he counters, grinning boyishly.

“I’d stay right here forever if I could,” she tightens her arms around him.

“I’d kiss you if you weren’t like 10 drinks deep right now,” he laughs, rubbing her back gingerly.

“Let’s go inside. I need to get sober. Right now. Immediately,” she pulls away, grabbing his hand to tow him behind her. Their laughter echoes down the empty street as they run around to the back of the house.

There’s something beautiful about the end of summer- the way things begin to feel more permanent. A simple request can change so much. All he had to do was stay. And he did.


Masterlist

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  • mor: I wish there were friend pick up lines. Like, "hey you know where that dress would look better? Nobody because you're a beautiful individual"
  • amren: or, "be my friend or I'll set your entire family on fire"
  • cassian: there are two types of people.
Mafia!Got7 when they think your dead but your just going shopping/ hyung line

Got7 as Mafia members when they can’t find you and think your dead, but your actually just going shopping.


Jaebum:

You knew you had forgotten something, but since you really couldn’t remember what, It couldn’t have been something important. Right? Wrong.Turns out you didn’t leave a message for Jaebum telling him you were buying some clothes. Even though you knew he always freaked out when he didn’t know where you were.

You just got yourself a knew dress and left the first store, when suddenly you saw a crowd of people watching the entrance of the mall. You were curious, so you made your way through the people. As soon as you saw what they were watching, you facepalmed yourself. Jaebum was basically waltzing trough the front door with some of his people, not looking very happy.

“Next time you go shopping. at least take a knife with you…”

“Jaebum!!”

“What? That’s normal, isn’t it?”

Originally posted by princetuans

 

Mark:

 

As soon as he woke up and couldn’t find you anywhere, he would freak out. Did something happen to you? Did someone kidnap you? What, if you’d left him?! He should have watched over you better, he promised it after all.

When you suddenly came into his room, carrying some shopping bags, he would look at you with his eyes wide open, wondering if he should get angry or laugh at himself.

“So, you were shopping? Nice. That was the last time for you tho.”

“But Mark, I need clothes…”

“Who said that?”

Originally posted by markificent

 

 Jinyoung:

At first, he would just wonder where you were and why you didn’t tell him. He really wanted you to feel free, but he also knew it was dangerous for you out there since he was pretty known amongst his enemies. But you didn’t answer his call and he couldn’t find a message of you anywhere, so he decided to call his people in, panicking a little bit.

“Ok guys, so my lovely (Y/N) is nowhere to be found and I want to know where she is. So get the f*ck over here and search for her or I’ll blow up the Cafeteria.”

(Tries to act calm but is about to burn the house down)

When the guys finally found you at the shopping mall and bring you back, he looks at you with a small, relieved smile. However, his eyes are telling you that you better come up with a good excuse.. or make it up to him.

Originally posted by jypnior

 

Jackson:

“Oh my god, where is she? They kidnapped her for sure. What if they killed her? What if she’s dead?”

He would be going on the other boys nerves the whole day, being sure you were abducted. After all, you wouldn’t run away, would you? He would debate about wether he should waltz into the hiding place of his enemies or if he should save you with a ruse, when suddenly you just walked into the house, completely unaware of what was happening. The other guys would quickly get out of the room, probably laughing at him. However,basically for the first time in his life, Jackson wasn’t amused at all.

“Well, hello. I was just about to blow the world up because of you. But please, make yourself comfortable and don’t mind me… ”

(Doesn’t let you leave the house for the next month at all)

Originally posted by jacksonwangism



Should I do this for the maknae line too?

Thanks for reading, I hope you guys liked it~~

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MAKNAE LINE HERE

Gabe: …why did I ever let Jesse wear those boots

Jack: …

Jack: …are you serious right now

Gabe: why are you giving me that look

Jack: gee, Gabriel “My combat boots have weighted heels” Reyes, I don’t know

Jack: where in the WORLD did our son pick up the idea of combat heeled cowboy boots?

Gabe: …

Jack: …

Gabe: …Bayonetta?

Jack: no, that was where Genji got his ankle knives from.

Gabe: listen

Gabe: …the extra weight helps with the recoil of the shotguns

Jack: right

Jack: it’s definitely NOT because it makes your thighs and ass look better

Gabe: …

Gabe: wait, do they?

Jack: …

Gabe: …

Jack: so um, I have this meeting to go to -

Gabe: you’re gonna be about…fifteen minutes late. I would let them know.

Jack: …yes sir, Commander Reyes.

accidentalkilljoys  asked:

okay but what if Derek was a hug deliveryman and Stiles ordered a hug

“Stiles Stilinski?”

Stiles looks up, his mouth dropping open when he reaches the pinnacle of stubbled beauty that is the man’s face. 

“Oh wow,” he says, “wow, I would not have called the leather.” 

“Excuse me?” 

Stiles kind of wants to marry his eyebrows. There’s something kind of Bronte about them, dark and brooding, like they could carry him across a windswept moor. He might be wearing a dress in this scenario. He’s comfortable in his masculinity. 

“You’re a little later than I was expecting -” he raises an eyebrow, his pause expectant. 

“Derek.”

“Derek, right. I am running late for forensics, Derek, so we’ll do the whole getting to know you thing next time, okay?” Stiles pushes his chair back with a hideous screech and regards him for a second. He figures, first time, he should probably go with the clasped hands back pounding bro-hug, only under the leather jacket there’s a forest-green henley that just looks like it smells really good, and Stiles has never been good with temptation. He slides his arms between the henley and the jacket, steps in close, presses himself against body heat and a certain rigidity that melts pretty quickly into Derek’s arms around his back, perfect pressure, snuggly bliss. 

Stiles steps back and beams

“That was - shit, perfect. Thanks, Derek.” 

“Yeah,” Derek says. He looks bemused, almost dazed. Stiles’d go in for round two only he catches sight of a clock over Derek’s shoulder and swears, slings his bag over his shoulder, runs

*

He honestly does know better than to hang out on Craigslist, Scott, he does, but where can you go wrong with a hug delivery service? That’s like hating puppies, Scott. Why would you hate the puppies? 

Scott, sounding frustrated and a little worried and kinda reluctantly amused, insists that he doesn’t hate the puppies. 

Right, Stiles agrees, because all of his plans are amazing and a hug delivery service couldn’t possibly be wrong. Right? 

It’s so much easier to read agreement into everything Scott says when they’re only calling. There are unexpected advantages to college. 

(There’s a weird email, apologising for the mix up at the coffee shop. 

Hey, Stiles sends back, I didn’t mind that you were late, no worries. And then, greatly daring, so about getting to know each other…

He honestly does know better than to pass out his actual address on the internet, okay, he does, but… y’know. Puppies.)

*

Derek’s early. 

No leather this time, though, which is thoughtful of him, just a dark red sweater with thumb holes that should possibly be illegal. 

“Hey,” Stiles says, eager and happy and grinning all over his face, and this time it triggers a tiny smile in return. “Hey, Derek.”

“Stiles,” Derek says. “Look -” 

“Are you okay to do this sitting down, this time?”

Derek’s eyebrows huddle together for warmth (the windswept moors will do that to you) but he doesn’t look exactly averse, so Stiles tugs him by the sleeve towards the sinfully comfortable eyesore of a couch, getting him situated in the corner and then leaning back against him, pulling Derek’s arm around him. He tips his head back against Derek’s shoulder and moans, faintly. 

“I swear, Derek,” he says, “you were made for me.” 

Derek doesn’t respond. His arm maybe tightens, a little. 

(A little while later, halfway into Serenity, Stiles thinks he maybe hears knocking at the door, but frankly he’s in the best damn hug of his life thus far and nothing short of fire alarms is getting him out of it.

Derek huffs into his hair. Stiles is taking that as agreement.)

***

Laura turns around when the door opens, cocking her head to one side at her brother’s appearance - he’s flushed, and a little rumpled, and almost smiling

“So,” she says, “did you give the neighbor kid the parcel we took in, yet?” 

Derek glares at her, eyebrows lowering, a wash of bright color cresting on his cheeks. 

“I’m working on it.” The tilting of his mouth looks almost involuntary. “I’ll try again tomorrow,” he says. 

pop-punk-nerd  asked:

shallura idea That one scene where he yells allura instead if princess and Keith or Lance or both catch on and try to wingman (also that scene I'd awesome

AWWW yes. bonus points if they make it a competition between them, i.e. “who can get allura to fall for shiro quicker?” and just embarrass shiro further

  • the classic “your pants would look better on shiro’s floor” line from lance, the bastard
  • keith not knowing how to flirt so he just tries to convince shiro to tell her outright
  • lance talking up shiro too allura and she’s like “i’m glad?? you have so much respect for your leader?”
  • keith one day blurting out “do you like shiro or not?” allura blinks. “of course i like shiro. he is a good leader and a good person.” “princess, that’s not what i-” “oh, you mean the way you and lance like each other?” “yes - i mean no, NO-”
  • keith flees the scene and is a changed man
  • plot twist: allura fell for shiro a long time ago and tells him herself during one of their usual nightly meet ups when they can’t sleep, soft words and an even softer kiss that’s more than wroth the wait for both of them
Nice to Meet You

Summary: An Sam x reader a/b/o fic. The reader moves to a new town and changes careers, but those aren’t the only major life changes she’s faced with. (An AU where both Sam and the reader work at a high school.)

Warning: a/b/o dynamics, knotting and claiming, smut

Word Count: 5,000ish

A/N: I had fun writing his one. Hope y’all enjoy it, too! Feedback appreciated!! XOXO

Originally posted by samwinchesterappreciation

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BTS reaction to being needy when you’re busy

Jimin: he would casually lie somewhere where you can see him and do his best to make you lose focus with hair flipping, stares and poses straight out of magazines until he finally ends up giggling uncontrollably and ruining everything especially the part where he falls off the couch while trying to strike a pose

Originally posted by btsgifdump

Hobi: it would start with incredibly serious speech about everything you could be doing with him right now instead of working…but 10 seconds in he would realize that picking you up and kissing every inch of your face is a way better way of getting your attention

Originally posted by pjkook

Namjoon: has a strategy that proved itself to be useful many times in the past, ‘’Hey, (Y/N), wanna visit the bedroom together?’’‘’Did you really think that would work?’’‘’I did get your attention, didn’t I?’’  and whatever you want to say, he’s not wrong

Originally posted by gukiee

Jin: doesn’t even have to do anything and he knows it…he just strategically positions himself somewhere where he can look at you from…and a few minutes of him smiling and you’re already leaving your work damn it strong will means nothing against Jin’s smile

Originally posted by theseoks

Yoongi: doesn’t know what to do so he kind of just gets close to you and waits for you to notice him…and it’s kind of impossible not to since he’s 1cm away from you, ‘’Want attention, Yoongi?’’‘’I don’t know what you’re talking about.’’ says Yoongi while practically sitting in your lap

Originally posted by jeonbase

Taehyung: first he would make sure you can’t focus on whatever you’re doing and most probably it wouldn’t even be intentional and then he would make sure that focus is on him…and trust me, if Tae wants attention you will know it you and half of your street

Originally posted by eyesmiletrash

Jungkook: his way of getting your attention is staring at you ‘’seductively’’ from the bed and claiming that he’s just watching new episode of Vikings on the TV next to you when you notice him and then staring ‘’seductively’’ again until you notice him again and so on until you finally get the matter into your own hands

Originally posted by kookie-bts

anonymous asked:

Hey it's the Disney anon! Yeah I meant sort of live action BATB cause I love the Bucky fic you did😊 So if it's something you'd be happy to write for can I request a reader x gaston fic where they grew up together and she is in love with him but is convinced it isn't mutual & that he deserves better so doesn't tell him. Another guy asks her out & she accepts cause she thinks she should move on if gaston will never love her. But Gaston actually gets super jealous/possessive. Hope it's ok thanks❤

Pairing: Gaston x Reader
Fandom: Disney ; Beauty and the Beast (2017)
Warnings: /

A/N: asdfghjkl, I’m so glad you send me this request, I literally grinned so hard when I got it! I don’t normally post two things a day, but I literally had the easiest time writing this. This prompt gave me so much inspiration that I just typed it in one go and I’m actually quite happy with how it turned out. I hope you like it as well and if you have any other gaston x reader request please send them my way. I LOVE writing for him and the reader. (added Gaston to my fandoms list)

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“You’re staring again,” LeFou, who had seemingly sneaked up on you, whispered.

You blinked a few times to break the spell you were under before and turned around, wanting to convince him that, no, you weren’t staring at Gaston like a fool in love. 

But the look he threw you was enough to know that it wouldn’t work on him.

“It’s not like I don’t understand. And I’m certainly not the one to judge you,” he winked at you and you had to laugh a little. “But what I don’t understand is why you don’t tell him. You’ve known each other for so long..”

“Oh LeFou. If only it were so easy. Look at him..-” he was currently chasing Belle again. “He doesn’t feel the same and I doubt he ever will. He needs a woman who cooks for him and plays the good wife. You and me both know that I’m not that kind of woman.”

“Neither is Belle! Which is why he fancies her! So what makes you different?”

“I’m a huntress, LeFou. Belle and me are completely the opposite of each other. If she’s his type then I’m most certainly not.”

“She’s beautiful. That’s why she’s his type. And do I need to remind you of your beauty?”

You sighed and turned around to face your friend, smiling a little, then hugging him.

In the meantime, Gaston gave up for today in chasing Belle and approached the two of you.

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Bet || R.M.

Originally posted by alltimewolf

Word Count: 2095

Pairing: Ross!Reggie x reader

Summary: Chuck bets Reggie five hundred dollars to hook up with you, his tutor, and the outcome leaves you heartbroken.

Warnings: smut, fingering, cussing, unprotected sex, Reggie being a complete fuckboy, complete filth

Requested by anon:

“Hey Can you do a Reggie imagine where his bet that he couldn’t get the reader to go out with him. The reader is really pretty and awkward. So he tries and eventually falls in love with her. With a really fluffy ending. I know it’s cliché, haha.”

I kind of strayed off from the request, hope that’s okay! I might do a second part where it’s fluffier though!

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sex with zach would include...

• a slow & passionate first time together where he makes sure everything is perfect

• zach never pushing you to do something you aren’t comfortable with

• zach knowing your body better than you do

• he’s all about making love rather than just fucking you

• him just appreciating every single inch of your body

• “you look so fucking pretty right now.”

• hand holding during the whole thing

• hickeys all over, bruises everywhere, scratches down his back

• him being comfortable enough to really let go when he’s with you. (like just imagine him letting out soft whimpers and moans & not being embarrassed)

• “it’s okay to be loud.”

• oral, oral and more oral

• “does that feel good, princess? tell me how good it feels.”

• zach wanting to give more than receive

• zach on top >>>

• hot and needy sex in the back of his car

• “i’m not hurting you, am i?”

• after sex cuddles

• “zach, why are you smiling like that?”
“i just really love you, that’s all.”