so, blame Steffi, but I’m watching ‘Rocky Horror Picture Show’ again & why are we not talking about how absolutely precious lil’ baby Raúl is with his awkward bambi legs, as adorable and confused Riff Raff, when Frank-N-Furter primps and poses him at the beginning of “I Can Make You A Man”???
like he just gets snatched on up and even tries to turn ‘round but noooooo.
& when he fixed his hair after “the sweat from his pores” I squeaked out loud.
& then he gets massaged and he’s like “omg no”.
& like then Frank-N-Furter starts dancing so Riff Raff is like ‘hey alright’.
& at the end he’s like “omg omg omg nooooo” all just to get tossed right off.
My first set of AHS preferences! These are a bit easier to write than full on imagines, but believe me, I won’t stop writing those! Are these okay? I didn’t want to put in detail but I also didn’t want to just put some meaningless little name without explanation…
Their nickname for you.
Tate Langdon: Sweet Cheeks (hehe) because everything that came out of your mouth sounded like a sweet melody to him. You had sweet cheeks and he would listen to anything that would come out of those lovely lips of yours.
Violet Harmon: Angel, because you were like a Godsend to her, something to distract her from the fact that she was glued to the Murder house forever with the crazy ex that raped her mother.
(pre and post asylum) Kit Walker: Baby Cakes, because you were known for your amazing sweets, both natural and oven baked *wink wink*.
(pre and post death) Kyle Spencer: Baby, because he always wanted to cradle you in his arms just to know that you were there. All sorts of moods he would hold and rock you, angry, sad, and happy.
Madison Montgomery: Doll, because she loved your perfect body, and though sometimes you were insecure she would always know the right way to make you believe her.
Zoe Benson: Babe, and even though it was quite simple she insisted it held meaning because it showed that you were hers, and that no one else could have you. You were her babe.
Misty Day: Flower, because when you two met something burst into growth in her heart for you and grew with time. You were special and beautiful, and she loved flowers.
Jimmy Darling: Weirdo, because even though you weren’t classified as a freak for your physical attributes, he still knew you were a little weirdo, but he loved you all the same.
Dandy Mott: Now, Dandy wasn’t a person for romance and nicknames, but when you two were alone and vulnerable (which he hated) he would always find himself calling you darling.
James March: The love of his life. Yes, at one point he believe he was really in love with the countess, but once he met you, he knew that it was true love then. He strayed from using any names he called the white devil herself, and chose the cheesiest, yet most fitting, nickname for you.
Tristan Duffy: Sexy, which most of the time made you think he only liked your body, but when you got down and dirty, the thing he yelled out the most was beautiful. He was slightly scared to admit that he was in love with you, and that you were his new drug.
Donovan: Beautiful, because unlike Tristan, he knew the feelings he had for you and frequently wanted you to know that he loved you with all of his being.
The Countess: Love, because despite popular belief, Elizabeth was capable of falling in love and you were the one that broke her. Her games of breaking hearts was over once she laid eyes on you, and you had her on a leash more than she did on you.
(Not doing season six characters because honestly it sucked. Don’t kill me, please.)
Jeremiah: Why did you tell him our plane took off so soon?
Roma sat up with a start, then slumped back into her original, defeated position.
Roma: I…I had to get out of there, okay? I couldn’t be there when th-they cut the cake and opened presents and said their speeches for each other and–and—
Jeremiah: Hey, hey. It’s fine, Ro. I expected as much. That’s why I didn’t mention you were coming home with me, and nor did anyone else. Dad almost let it slip once but Mom gave him that look, and he got the picture.
Roma, trying her best to smile: Thanks, little brother. Love you.
Jeremiah: Love you, too, weirdo. Now put on your heels and let’s go home.
Sadie: While Harley attempts to connect to the library Wi-Fi and Google what that means, I’ll actually answer; Probably? I dunno, that’s a Homestuck thing, I don’t know much about it. I tried to get into it a few years ago, but it was very confusing and the whole troll thing bugged me? Speaking from personal experience having seen actual trolls before.
Harley: *gagging, shoving his phone under Sadie’s nose open to Google Search* Troll romance? Nah bro, not about that life.
Request from @adsku : Can you do imagine where Sam & Stassie are dating. And Stass & y/n are best friends. And they found out that Sam is in love in to y/n. And Stassie & y/n think that is very creepy? You’re the best bae!! Luv you ❤️😘
“Anastasia!” I said to her, jumping into her car. “Y/N! You know I hate when you say my full name.” “You always say mines, so.” “Fine. We ready?” I nodded, pointing straight, “WE ON! LET’S GO! LET’S PARTY!!! WHOOOOOO!” I screamed and she joins me, turning on her car. “Can we get something to eat first? I’m starving.” I quieted down, rubbing my tummy. She just laughs at me, “Yeah, we can go eat at a restaurant or something.” She starts driving. “So, how’s Sam?” I ask her. “Good. He’s good. He just got back from tour. She should be going to the party tonight so, you get to see him again. It’s been, what, 3 months since you’ve seen him?” She looks at me. “I guess, I don’t know.” I shrugged.
“You guys going good though?” I asked her, worried. “What’s that?” “What?” “That tone of voice you just had.” “What?” “Why would you ask if we are going good?” “I just,” I sighed, “Stass, I know you and Sam were best friends before your starting this relationship. I know. But, that’s how it was with previous boyfriends. I’m just looking out for you. I don’t want you to get hurt.” “You’re right. Sam and I are good though. We’re good. He’s a good guy to me. He’s treating me like a princess.” She smiles, “As you should be.” I fist pounded her. “Thanks for being a protective best friend and looking out.” She says to me. “I got you, always.”
When we sat down at the restaurant, we began eating our food, “Let me ask you something.” “Hmm” She looks up from her plate. “Let’s say you and Sam don’t work out and break up,” “Would we still be friends?” She finishes the question for me. “Yeah, that…” I awkwardly started playing with my food. “I mean him and I talked about it. If we don’t work out, we’re still going to be best friends. He’s had my back before, he has it now, and he’ll always have it. Even if we break up because of some stupid shit, we will always come back to each other. We just wanted to give this a shot. If it don’t work out, then it’s okay. I’m not really expecting much from this relationship. I know we aren’t going to last long.” She tells me. “And you’re okay with all of this?” “If we had the talk about would we still be friends if we break up, then that means we will break up in the future. Right now we are just going with the flow, going on a ride together.” She softly smiles, and shrugs her shoulders.
“I mean in my defense, I rarely hang out with him too, only with you. So I don’t know the kid that much. I barely even gave this shit approval. So,” I tried joking at her to make her laugh and succeeded. “Maybe you’ll like him tonight and I will officially get the Y/N stamp of approval this time on a guy.” “Yeah, highly doubt it. I’m a tough cookie to break.” “Please try to like him.” “Yeah, we’ll see.” I take a bite from my plate. After dinner, we drove to the party, “Whose house is this again?” “Hayes’, Swazz’s, and Nate’s.” “Hayes, Swazz and Nate. Ok.” I repeated. “Out of how many times you hung out with all of us, you still don’t remember?” “I was dropped on my head multiple times when I younger, shut up!” I jumped out of the car, hearing yelling and basketball bouncing, and music playing.
“Come on loser.” Stass grabbed my arm, walking through the back fence. People turn to look at us, greeting us and getting introduced to many people. We walk till we see all the boys, “Hey babe.” Stass walks up to Sam, kissing his cheek. “Hey.” He smiles at her. “Hey, Y/N…” He longed out to me. “Hey Sam.” I waved at him. All the guys stood up and hugging Stass and I saying hi, talking to us. I was talking to the Jacks, I don’t know about what, but all I know it was a funny conversation. I turned to see Stass’ legs swung over Sam’s lap, on her phone and I made eye contact with him. I quickly turned away, focusing back to the conversation with the Jacks.
The night kept getting later, the more tired i became. I got closer to all the guys, hanging out with them and getting to know them more. But throughout the night, I kept getting this feeling that something was wrong. And every now and then, I would make eye contact with Sam, unintentionally. I started feeling awkward after the 3rd time, like he was watching me. Once it hit 3 am, I went looking for Stass so we could leave. I walked up to Hayes and Nate, asking them as they both turned their heads, to an arguing couple. “What the hell happened?” “We don’t know.” They shrugged as all the guys crowded around us, as we watched the couple fight. “They are really getting into this fight.” Johnson said. “What the fuck even happened?” Rupp asked. “Yeah, what the fuck happened.” I said. Swazz cleared his throat, “I kind of heard them arguing at the beginning.” I turned to him, “What happened? What did they say to each other.” “Apparently Sam kept staring at a girl and Stass felt uncomfortable because she’s with him.” “Ohhhhh shit, shit’s about to get real.” Nash said.
We watched them argue for 10 minutes, faces turning red, yelling getting louder and louder, but still not loud enough over the music and people chattering. “Should we break it up?” I chewed on some nearby pretzels. “Nah, because then you’ll become a part of it.” They all cooed in agreement. “So, we just wait till they stop?” “Pretty much, yeah.” Nate grabs a handful of pretzels, stuffing it in his mouth. All of a sudden, they both look our way, staring at us. “Oh shit.” We all held out breaths. “They’re staring. Why?” Gilinsky said between his teeth. “More like, Who.” Tez said. They both start walking towards us as we all started backing away slowly, but they were already in front of us. “Y/N,” Stass yells my name, “Shit,” I said under my breath. “How much do you know Sam?” She puts her hand on her hips. “I just know his full name is Samuel Wilkinson, he’s from Omaha, he has 3 siblings, he’s a reggae artist and a social media influencer, and that’s probably about it.” I felt scared. “You barely kept a conversation with him, correct?” I just nodded in fear.
She turns to Sam, “So what the fuck?!” She hits him. “Tell them what you just told me a few minutes ago.” She crosses her arms. “I-” His voice almost gone. “I think I love you Y/N…” All the guys around me gasps, turning their heads towards me. I start making a what the fuck face at him and Stass. “Well, this is awkward…” Johnson said behind me for only me and the guys to hear. “My face exactly.” Stass points at me then turning back to Sam. “You barely even know her. And you want to say you love her?” “I feel like I do know her though!” “That’s just creepy!” Stass throws her hands in the air in frustration. “Sam, what the fuck.” They started arguing again. “Y/N, what do you think about all of this!” Stass called me in the middle of their argument as they both looked at me, “Shit, leave me out this. I ain’t do anything.” I threw my hands up in surrender. “No, Y/N, tell us,” I just stood there, till Nate nudges me with his elbow, “I just find it…. Odd….” I awkwardly said. Then they went back into it.
We watch them bicker back and forth, till we huddle up in a circle looking at each other. “Shit man…” Nate said. “Well, this is really awkward.” “Damn Y/N, you must be some girl for Sam to just say he loves you like that without getting to know you.” Hayes joked We got sucked into our own conversation not listening to them fight. Then all of a sudden, “FINE! IT’S OVER!” We turned back to look at them, Stass with tears running down her face and veins popping out of Sam’s forehead and neck. “Bet. They don’t be friends after this anymore.” Rupp whispered to us. “I’ll take you up on that offer.” I said, the guys agreeing to it too, as we all shook hands. Stass grabbed my wrist, and pulled me out into the car, getting inside. “Stass, look, I didn’t-” “I know. You have nothing to do with any of this. I’m not mad at you.” I wiped her tears. “Thanks.” She whispers. “At least he said he fell in love with you and not some hoe. You must have charmed into his heart from far away, real far away since he loves you that much. That little fucking weirdo…” She just sighs. “Whatever. Like i said, whatever happens, happens.” She turns on her car, and we drive away into the night.
my first time writing civil war!peter parker! let me know what you think!
who accidentally pushes a door instead of pulling/vice versa?
you both have this bad habit, but it seems that peter does it more often. (you know those revolving doors? peter always gets stuck in them, and it’s fucking hilarious!)
2. who doodles little hearts all over the desk with their initials inside them?
you did once, and when peter saw - he relentlessly teased you, despite how red your cheeks were! (he made it up though, by telling you that it was cute and giving you kisses.)
3. who starts the tickle fights?
neither of you do, because peter knows that you will not hesitate to kick him in the face if he even tries.
4. who starts the pillow fights?
peter does, but he only does it because he knows that it well end in a makeout session.
5. who falls asleep last, watching the other with an affectionate smile?
peter does! somedays, when he’s had a particularly brutal night, he’ll swing over to your apartment; and come in through your window quietly. he can’t bring himself to wake you up, so he’ll just crawl in to bed next to you. you’ll stir a little, and mumble something incoherent, causing him to giggle; wondering how he landed a dime like you!
6. who mistakes salt for sugar?
neither of you!
7. who lets the microwave play the loud beeping sound at one a.m.?
peter does, and you’re just starting to think it’s an excuse for you to wake up and hang out with him!
8. who rearranges the bookshelf in alphabetical order?
peter does! he might be A Mess, but he’s an Organized Mess.
9. who licks the spoon when they’re baking brownies?
you both do, and it’ll usually end in a playful argument, and batter smeared on your faces.
10. who buys candles for dinners even though there’s no special occasion?
“why are there three scented candles on the table?”
“i may or may not have saw the special at bath and body works.”
“you beautiful weirdo i love you”
11. who draws little tattoos on the other with a pen?
peter does, when you’re in class. you’ll come out with little doodles of spiderwebs and hearts.
12. who comes home with a new souvenir magnet every time they go on vacation?
because peter goes all over the world with stark and the avengers, you’re not able to travel with him as much as you’d like! so he started buying you little magnets from everywhere he’s been. you got a nice little collection going on!
13. who convinces the other to fill out those couple surveys in the backs of magazines?
neither of you do, you’d rather look at the horoscopes and check your compatibility!
Al corners Alfred after his shift at the science museum, and he smiles down at him. There’s something enticing about Al to him, but Alfred already has two really great boyfriends. Courting another- one that neither Matt nor Matthew had met- seemed like a bit hard to swing… or at the very least embarrassing for Alfred. He’s really bad at dealing with relationship things which is rough for a guy in a polyamorous relationship. In those tight black jeans, Al is making it especially hard for Alfred, and then he flashes a grin so teasing and flirtatious that Alfred’s ears turn bright red.
“So hot stuff,” Al says, voice practically a purr. “Have you thought anymore about that date night I offered last time?”
“Weren’t you just teasing me about that and bein’ a jerk though?” But Alfred blushes darkly- he knew the other had been serious.
Clearly, Al detects the lie too, and he puts a hand on Alfred’s hip. His expression is one of hurt and frustration. “You know it was real. And you flirted back. Look, if you’re not interested, all you gotta do is say as much.”
“It’s… I mean it’s not that I’m uninterested or whatever but…” Alfred huffs and shrugs. “It’s just…”
After a moment of quiet, Al’s eyes go wide. “You have a boyfriend don’t you…? Fuck me…” He takes a step back and he runs a hand through his hair. “That’s why you were so reluctant to flirt back…”
“Well yes and no…!” Alfred says as he grabs Al’s hand, trying to pull him back. “I mean technically I have two boyfriends—“ Al starts to interrupt, looking a bit startled, but Alfred talks louder over him. “AND I kinda have to introduce you to them first. We, uh, we only date people we all like…”
“Oh…” Then Al’s surprise fades into naughty excitement. “..ohhh lemme meet the boys then~”
Which one sexts like a straight white boy? C L A R K E
Clarke [6:03PM]: what r u wearing
Raven [6:04PM]: clarke i’m on the subway what the hell do you THINK i’m wearing
Clarke [6:04PM]: idk why don’t u tell me ;))))
Raven [6:05PM]: i’m not doing this right now i’ll be home in literally fifteen minutes
Clarke [6:06PM]: aww babe come on don’t be like that Clarke [6:06PM]: i’ll make it worth ur while
Raven [6:08PM]: CLARKE YOU SAW ME GET DRESSED THIS MORNING YOU KNOW WHAT I’M WEARING
Clarke [6:12PM]: [photo attached]
Raven [6:13PM]: … Raven [6:13PM]: ………. Raven [6:13PM]: i hate you Raven [6:13PM]: you’re such a fucking tease Raven [6:14PM]: you couldn’t wait TEN MINUTES LONGER Raven [6:14PM]: i did NOT ask for that Raven [6:14PM]: you better take the rest off before i get home
Clarke [6:17PM]: [photo attached] Clarke [6:17PM]: kk
Raven [6:17PM]: CLARKE
Clarke [6:18PM]: ;))))) see u when u get home babe
Hello!! How bts will react if their girlfriend is addicted to hug? Like, they can't help but hug them if they ask. Like she just simply loves hugs so much she could die if she doesn't have one a day. Thank you admits!!
Hello, dear. Thanks for your request. I hope you like♥.
I think he will love that. He loves skinship. He loves you so much. He wouldn’t mind hugging you all day.
When you hug him unexpectadly, he becomes shy. And his mind thinks that you are so cute for his heart.
This little shit, he don’t even care if you hug him. If you don’t wake him in his beautiful dream, you are fine. Because he don’t even care if you are his girlfriend, he can kill you.
He hugs you back with excitement and happiness because he loves skinship♥.
He react like rap monster. He become shy and becomes a ball of fluff. He can kiss you front and say he loves you so much or just stay like that.
This little beautiful weirdo, omg, he stay in shock when you hug him unexpectadly when he was eating, he just still, and his head is a mess. ‘She is alright? Why she is hugging me? She wants my food?’
He is so perfect.This little angel when you gave him a backhug while he was cooking, you make him smile and he turns around and give you a kiss. ‘The food is already, just wait little more, babe, ok?’
Can I request an imagine where stiles thinks you are cheating on him for whatever reason even tho your not and just a fluff ending:)
Stiles has always been very insecure but when he started dating you it got even worse. You were so out of his league he couldn’t believe that you agreed to go on one date with him let alone be his girlfriend. Lucky for him you loved the whole adorkable thing he had going on, it was kind of your type so you obliged to both request. He was always worried that someone better would come along and take you away from him so when you and Isaac magically became best friends he got a little jealous.
You and Stiles were walking in the hallway hand in hand,
this was actually the first time you had been alone together without your
“twin”( as Lydia would say), or the rest of the pack around. It was
Stiles: So what are you doing tonight?
Y/N: Um…Isaac and I are having our annual video game
pizza night, what about you.
Stiles: Well since your busy with your twin and all, I
guess I’ll actually do some homework and chill afterwards.
He tried not to sound jealous or hurt, he just felt like
he was living his worst fear, losing you. You noticed the tone in his voice
you’ve heard it before every time you and Isaac hung out. You knew Stiles was
self-conscious that’s why you didn’t want to tell him who you were hanging out
with but you two don’t keep secrets from each other.
Y/N: We can hang out this weekend just the two of us.
You assured him by tightening your grip.
Stiles: You promise?
Y/N: I promise, you stated smiling widely.
Stiles: Good because I’m gonna hold you to that.
A wide grin spread across your face as Stiles kissed your
cheek, walking backwards holding two thumbs up. You couldn’t help but love that
goofy weirdo and all his little quirks. You never understood why he was always
insecure because you could never leave him for anyone else.
You walked towards your car noticing a very bored Isaac
leaning against it, he looked like he was waiting there for a while. When he
finally noticed you approaching, he engulfed you in a hug.
Isaac: Finally I thought you were never gonna get here.
Y/N: Well I’m here now. I also had to wish my beloved a
You hoped in the driver seat putting the key in the
ignition leaving the school parking lot taking the normal route to your
Isaac: You’ve been spending way too much time with
him. And are you sure your “beloved” is
okay with me hanging out with you.
Y/N: Yeah, I mean I guess he seemed okay with it. Why did
he tell you otherwise?
Isaac: I mean kinda.
Y/N: Isaac…. Isaac have you been reading my boyfriend’s
Isaac: I’m sorry, its just I smelled something off and it
just so happens to be your boyfriend. It won’t happen again I promise.
Y/N: It better not because you won’t have to worry about
him kicking your ass cause I’ll do it myself.
Isaac put his hands up defensively in surrender. You both
laughed as you pulled up to your house. You climbed up the stairs entering your
room as you lounged on the bed, you put the game in as Isaac got the drinks.
Twenty minutes into the game the doorbell rang you stared at each other
wondering who was going to get it because neither of you wanted to go back down
the stairs, of course you gave in.
Y/N: Fine I’ll get but no cheating.
Isaac: Wouldn’t dream of it.
What a big fat lie that was because when you came back he
already had the game stated back up and to top it off he didn’t cover you so
Sometime between Isaac’s cheating and both of you
scarfing down two boxes of pizza you both fell asleep. You were both on the bed
your head was on Isaac’s shoulder when he pulled you closer to him to keep
You weren’t answering your phone so Stiles decided to
check to make sure you were okay. When he got there let’s just say he wasn’t
Stiles: WHAT THE HELL!
You and Isaac jolted awake with oddly confused
expressions written upon your faces. You checked your phone realizing it was
the next day and about a hundred texts and calls from Stiles. You also realized
what position you and Isaac were just in. Isaac took it as his cue to leave. An
angry Stiles waiting on an explanation, you picked your words very carefully
Y/N: Okay…Stiles it’s not what you think.
Stiles: Really….that’s how you’re going to start off.
Y/N: Stiles, I promise it’s all just one big
Stiles: Yeah, well you promised a lot of things.
Y/N: What’s that supposed to mean?
Stiles: You know exactly what it means, we were supposed
to hang out this weekend like you promised, remember.
Y/N: I’m sorry I totally forgot, please just let me
Stiles: You don’t have to it’s pretty obvious what was
going on here. All those times you said you were going to “hang out” with Isaac
it was all a lie. If you didn’t want to be with me you could have just told me
instead of cheating on me, it would have saved me a lot less heartache.
You looked at Stiles shocked and hurt that he could think
you would do something that low, trying to hold back the tears that were
forming in your eyes.
Y/N: Stiles…. Stiles we were just playing video games
like I told you and we must have fell asleep along the way that’s it. Stiles
please you have to believe me I would never want to hurt you I swear.
Stiles: I really want to.
Y/N: Okay then do it believe me. Please just believe in
me, believe in us. I love you and only you.
You walked closer to him putting his hands in yours, his
tear-stained eyes looked at you with less anger.
Y/N: Stiles just tell me how we can fix this because I
refuse to let someone else I care about walk out of my life again.
He nodded his head as if agreeing to talk it out because
the truth is that he didn’t want to lose you either.
Y/N: Stiles if this is going to work we have to learn to
trust each other. Stiles I love you, you’re the one person I care about the
most. I never meant to hurt you and if I did I’m so sorry because you mean everything
to me. Nothing happened between me and Isaac and it never will because you’re
the only on for me.
Stiles: Y/N I’m sorry, I was an idiot to ever think that
you would cheat on me, I’m just so afraid to lose you. I’m sorry if I hurt you
and I’m sorry that I let my insecurities get the best of me, I love you.
Y/N: Its okay, I understand but you’re going to have to
learn how to trust me, we have to trust each other.
Stiles held your cheek pulling your face close to his.
Stiles: I’m willing to do whatever it takes because I
love you and only you.
His eyes cast down to your lips as his own hovered over
yours before attacking them with hunger and passion. He slowly pulled away
putting his forehead on yours as you both tried to catch your breath.