your hair is short again

What’s Mine Is Yours

Originally posted by luisafuchsluisa

Summary: Cas asks reader an interesting question that leads to something surprising…

Pairing: Dean x reader (x Cas)

Word Count: 2,200ish

Warnings: smut (oral, threesome), language

A/N: Look what I found hiding in my drafts. Sharing is caring, am I right?…

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Short Hair

Request: Watching Captain America and Bucky with his short hair looks amazing. So hwb Steve one day takes Bucky to get a haircut like the old days and he comes back to the tower handsome asf and reader can’t stop gawking, which leads to a confession and smut? -@charlesgrey1875


Originally posted by hiname-rg

Bucky had been gone all morning and it was already lunchtime and he still wasn’t back. You were waiting anxiously at the tower, hoping Bucky and Steve would be back soon. You were biting at the skin around your nails, wondering what Bucky had up his sleeve.

He had told you he had a surprise and you weren’t sure what to expect; you never did with Bucky. He surprised you all the time and you had a feeling this would be huge.

You were squirming anxiously in your seat as you sat in the common room and you sighed, looking at the clock on the wall. “What’s got you so antsy, Y/N?” Vision questioned. You sighed again, looking over at him. “Vis, they’ve been gone all morning.” You complained, leaning your head back against the couch.

Vision smoothly walked closer, rubbing his chin. “Have you tried to contact them? See when they’ll arrive?” He asked, giving you a small smile. You sighed. “I haven’t.” You murmured, feeling kind of stupid for not just texting one of them to see how much longer they’d be.

Just as you picked up your phone from the table, you heard the elevator ding. You gasped and stood to your feet immediately, your heart beating fast. You stood beside Vision, the others piling in from the kitchen.

You saw Steve walk in first with a wide smile. “Oh, good. Everyone is here. We’ve got a treat for you all.” He said with a smirk. “Oh, goodie!” Tony piped, rubbing his hands together as he smiled. A few laughs sounded through the room. You walked closer to the front, standing in front of everyone else.

With a smirk still plastered on his face, Steve left. You waited patiently yet still anxiously for him to return. He finally walked back with Bucky in front of him, his hands on his shoulders. Your eyes widened and you gasped, your mouth hanging open. Bucky’s hair was short. His long hair was gone.

Everyone gasped and started cheering. “Oh, gross! You promised me a treat!” Tony said with a gag. Sam laughed and patted Tony’s shoulder. “Oh come on, even I want fries with that!” He said with a chuckle.

Bucky looked over at you and you felt your feet carrying you over to him. He looked so different. So young, so radiant, so handsome. Bucky looked like Bucky from the 40’s you’d seen in the museum. His smile was just as bright and his hair, gosh, his hair looked so soft. You wanted to run your fingers through it like you’ve done so many times when it was long.

You stood in front of Bucky and he beamed down at you. His eyes were bright and he gently scooped your hands up in his. “How do you like it?” Bucky softly questioned, hoping you didn’t hate it. You couldn’t find the right words to describe how you felt right now. You were in awe, taking in his features. You could see his ears and you could cry at how cute they were.

You tried to say something, anything, and you could tell Bucky was getting nervous and possibly regretting his decision as the seconds ticked by. “Y/N?” Bucky asked, his hands squeezing yours. You breathed out, feeling yourself getting wet the longer you stared at him. “It looks amazing.” You finally managed to say.

Bucky smiled and you could see how his jaw is more defined. “Do you like it?” Bucky asked again. You nodded and blushed. “I love it. So much.” You said with a giggle. You heard Tony gagging again. You shyly turned to the team. “We’ll be back.” You quickly said before pulling Bucky towards the elevator.

“But I didn’t get to feel it!” Tony yelled out, making you and the team laugh. You stepped into the elevator and Bucky turned to you. “What are you doing, Doll?” Bucky asked, confusion crossing his features. You sighed out, your heart starting to race. “I need you. I want-I need-please just-Bucky you have to eat me out and let me feel your hair.” You rushed out, your pulse quickening as you spoke.

Bucky’s eyes widened and the elevator stopped, the doors sliding open. You quickly grabbed Bucky’s hand and pulled him along to your bedroom. You needed Bucky now, you couldn’t wait. He looked undeniably sexy with his shorter hair. At this moment in time, you never knew how you needed short hair Bucky in your life.

You pushed your door open and slammed Bucky against it. He grunted and you hopped into his arms. “Doll, what’s gotten into you?” Bucky chuckled as he took you over to the bed.

You pulled Bucky on top of you and crashed your lips against his. You moaned into the kiss and let your hands feel Bucky’s hair for the first time today. It felt soft and so short, but you loved it. You heard Bucky growl low in his throat as you tugged on it.

Bucky hands roughly pulled down your pants and panties, throwing them to the floor. He kissed your neck and slid your shirt off, tossing it to the pile. You bit your lip and felt his hand move down to your clit. Bucky moaned as he felt how wet you were.

“Fuck, Y/N, you’re already so wet.” Bucky said with a smirk. You looked at him and his hair was ruffled and it looked so sexy. Bucky kissed down your torso after taking your bra off. You were completely bare and exposed to Bucky.

A moan fell from your lips when you felt Bucky kiss the inside of your thigh. His stubble rubbed against your skin and goosebumps covered you. Bucky smirked, looking up at you. His arms wrapped over your waist and he began to lick up your slit.

You gasped as your eyes closed and your hips jerked from being so sensitive. Bucky’s tongue flicked against your clit before he sucked on it. Your hands flew to his hair and you tugged on it, causing Bucky to moan against you.

Bucky’s short hair was quickly becoming your favorite thing. You could feel him groaning as you raked your hands through his hair over and over again, pulling at it.

You opened your eyes to watch Bucky and he was already staring up at you. He shook his head back and forth before shoving his tongue into your soaked pussy. You moaned, your voice coming out higher.

Bucky slid in two fingers and pumped them in and out of you fast, hitting your g-spot continuously. You arched your back and Bucky held your hips down as you started to cum, your moans catching in your throat.

Your pussy throbbed and Bucky kept going, wanting you to come again. Your thighs shook around his head and his short hair tickled your skin. Bucky moaned again, licking long and hard stripes on your pussy.

Another orgasm was fast approaching and you relished in the sounds coming from between your legs. It was sloppy and wet, loud and naughty. Your nails scraped against Bucky’s head and you tugged on his hair as hard as you could as you came for the second time.

Your chest was rising and falling quickly as Bucky pulled away from your pussy with a loud smack. “God, you’re gonna rip my hair out one day.” Bucky said with a deep chuckle. You lazily looked up at Bucky as he hovered over you again.

Bucky’s hair was wild and you blushed at how you messed it up so badly. He was just so hot with short hair. “I love your long hair, but damn, your short hair is amazing.” You breathed out with a smile.

You felt Bucky rub his clothed hard cock against your sensitive pussy. Bucky wiped at his lips and chin, licking off his fingers. “Well, you taste amazing. Think your pretty pussy can come for me one more time?” Bucky asked, leaning down to kiss you.

You pulled him closer and helped him take off his pants and boxers. Bucky immediately slid inside of your pussy. You gasped, feeling full and overstimulated. Bucky groaned and started thrusting in and out of you slowly.

Your hands rested in Bucky’s hair and you tried to tug gently on it, not wanting to hurt him. Bucky looked into your eyes and bit his lip, watching your face contort with pleasure from his thick cock. “Pull on it.” Bucky rasped.

You looked up at him hesitantly. “I pulled hard last time, I don’t wan-” Bucky growled and thrust into you faster, using his flesh hand to rub fast circles on your clit. The action caused your fingers to tighten in his hair and yank his head back a tad. “Fuck!” Bucky yelled, a wicked smile on his face.

You moaned at the sight and watched his eyes roll into the back of his head as you tugged on his hair again. You felt yourself getting closer and you squealed, the force of his thrusts sending you in a state of euphoria.

Bucky fucked you harder and you felt the bed slam into the wall. Bucky stared down at you and brought his hand up to grip your throat. A moan got caught in your throat. “Fuck. Cum, Y/N. I wanna feel you clench around me. Yes, you’re such a good girl.” Bucky groaned, his hips slapping into yours.

Your back arched and your legs tightened around Bucky’s waist as you started to cum. “Your pussy is so good!” Bucky shouted, an animalistic growl falling from his mouth. You felt hot spurts of his cum filling you up and you gasped for air, coming down from your orgasm.

You moaned lightly, gently massaging your hands through Bucky’s hair. Bucky collapsed on top of you, breathing heavily. He rolled off of you and chuckled deeply. “God. If that’s how you act when I get a hair cut, I wonder what’ll happen if I shave my beard.” Bucky said, looking over at you.

“You better not!” You giggled and blushed, leaning up. You groaned as you felt sore and your pussy was throbbing. Bucky sat up and helped you to the bathroom to clean you up. 

You smiled and looked up at Bucky. He was brushing his hair now.. “You look really handsome, Bucky.” You whispered, taking in how his hair looked. Bucky smiled down at you and kissed you. “Let’s get dressed and take a bunch of selfies.” You snorted and followed after Bucky.

Bucky’s short hair was definitely your favorite thing.

Note: this is short (omg a pun!) but I hope you like it!! Bucky with short hair is easily the cutest thing. thanks for the request! feedback is always welcome! .c

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Jamaica with the missus - PART TWO


Harry and this missus go for a dip in two places and the missus wants to do the dirty

You and Harry were excited to finally reach the villa. You were tired and really wanted to cuddle up in bed with Harry but you were too excited to even have a nap in the car. “I think we are here love,” As we pull up you were amazed with the sight. You clutched Harry’s arm and smiled at him. “I have a feeling that this is going to be the best holiday yet.” Harry smiled at you. You nodded.

You walked in with Harry, now finally alone. You checked out the living room, kitchen and dining area. Everything was so beautiful. It wasn’t until Harry opened the back sliding doors it revealed a beautiful pool area with a hot tub inside. Your eyes lit up and soon, you had an idea. You chucked your bags down and you ran straight into the pool, full of excitement. When you arose you looked at Harry who was looking at you in shock. “Are you mad?” He cackled. “Just a bit” You smiled. “Join me!” You demanded. “Meh shirt, love!” He smiled pointing to personalised shirt from GUCCI. “Take it off you bore!” You smiled kicking your head back and kicking your legs. You removed your light top and your light trousers leaving you in your bra and panties. Before you knew it, Harry had taken off his top and tight jeans and was jumping in. Swimming over to you, you swam away. “Oi, lil’ bug, c’mon ‘ere” He laughed. He swam faster and finally caught you. “All gorgeous.” He smiled. “Hello you.” You stroked his cheek with your thumb and you met in a kiss. “I’m so glad you a little more relaxed now, you were getting too stressed.” You say with your head leant on his shoulder, you were both floating feeling weightless. “‘M lucky to have such a caring girl like you” He said pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I know” You smiled.

Jumping in may have been a bit of a bad idea, now you were both a little cold, considering the sun had gone down for the night and you were walking against the cold tiles. Plus no towels, but it was most definitely worth the jump. You pattered upstairs and drew a bath, the bath was massive so you didn’t hesitate to share. You snuggled into Harry making sure he was comfy too. “Should write a song about sharin’ a bath with yeh” He smiles against your shoulders. “I don’t think your fans will appreciate that much babe.” You smile. “Mmm, might write a song bout yeh tho’” You smiled at your boyfriend. He was your favourite person ever. “I really love you, H” You said turning to look at Harry. “I love you more.” He smiles kissing you repeatedly on your cheek making you giggle. He continues until you’ve switched places and he’s kissing you a little more seriously than before. He groans a little. “Love,” He moans. You rake your hands through his short hair. “Love,” He repeats again. “‘M tired,” He groans. “Want yeh to love on me though,” You pouted. “Tomorrow? I don’t wanna fall asleep on yeh” He smiled. You rolled your eyes but smiled. “Fine.” You pressed a kiss to his lips and you both got out the bath.

You found yourself drying your hair whilst Harry pottered elsewhere and soon he returned with a big plate of chocolate covered strawberries. “I hope they’re for me” You smiled. “Of course, with the sides of a cuddle from me and Netflix.” He offered. “Right up my street. And desert?” You smiled at him convincingly. “Desert is a makeout session that I’ll probably fall asleep. I highly suggest you be daring and take the dessert first because I may fall asleep.” He smiled. “You and all this sleeping stuff, givin me a headache” You smiled. You walked up to him placing your arms around his neck, he placed the plate on the side and wrapped his arms around your waist and snuggled into your neck.”If I weren’t mistaken Mr Styles, I would think you don’t want to do the dirty with me” You pouted. He scoffed against your neck in disbelief. “Trust me, I most definitely do, but fatigue takes over once again.” He says. You guide your loving boyfriend to the bed along with the strawberries of course. You both lay down and put on some Gavin and Stacey. And Harry was right, he was tired.

You woke up the next morning, and without a shadow of a doubt happy. Snuggled up into your very naked boyfriends chest with the pitter patter of the water from the hot top pittering in the distance seemed to make everything about this morning so spectacular. You suddenly felt a little fire in you that you hadn’t quite noticed before. The sight of your soft looking man made you incredibly desperate. “Mmm, Harry.” You moaned. He groaned and opened his eyes a little. “Are you ready to play now?” You asked.

PART THREE????????

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→   Jungkook x Female Reader // brother!yoongi au

→   fluff

→  1612 words

The bond in between siblings is the strongest to exist, that’s what they all say. That also went for Y/N and Yoongi, the two half siblings, who shared the same father but different mothers. The two lived with their dad and her mother in Korea’s capital: Seoul.

Some would’ve guess based on their different mums, that they didn’t get along too well, but that was the exact opposite of reality. They had been inseparable from the day Y/N was born, the day Yoongi knew that this little human being was going to be the most important person to him, that he had to take care of her and protect her, no matter what.

During their childhood, the things he had to protect her from were the monsters under her bed, the darkness at night or the scary looking shadow in her room.

As they grew older, the two remained as close as siblings could be, yet they don’t see each other as often anymore. Due to both of their busy schedules, as Y/N goes to university and Yoongi, has a group to promote. Yes, his dream of making music did come true and yes, he was really successful with his six other group members. Today, Y/N is going to visit him and his friends as they had a day off and she was on fall break.

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Pairing: Dean Ambrose x Reader
Summary: Dean is reeling a bit after losing his WWE World Championship to AJ Styles. So you take it upon yourself to help him through it.


Originally posted by moxlover

The car ride was completely silent.

You stared out the window as Dean took the exit to get off the freeway. Earlier tonight, Dean lost his WWE World Championship to AJ Styles. You met him backstage at the gorilla and he hadn’t said a single word…he still hasn’t said a word. He took you by the hand and silently led you to his locker room where he showered and gathered his things before making the drive to the next town for Smackdown on Tuesday. You two had planned to stay for two nights to keep from traveling to go home for not even a whole day before leaving once more.

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PRIDE || MAFIA!Seokmin [Chp 3]

BLURB: Sometimes we put on facades to seem stronger than we are, when all we need is someone to tell us they will hold our hand through it all.

GENRE: mafia!au, action, mystery, family, monsta x cameos

WORDS: 3325

PART: 1 | 2 | 3

Your life was a series of fuck-ups and yesterday might very well be one too. After agreeing to “come with him”, whatever that meant, Seokmin let you go back.

“What, no holding me hostage in the big mansion to make sure I won’t rat you guys out?” You were only half-joking.

“Nah,” he’d said, “I trust you.”

Trust. So when you got back to the subway station that night you stayed as mum as possible hoping that Wonho wouldn’t even notice you were there. It wasn’t much of a problem. When you reached, he and a few of the others were knocked out cold, dumb with alcohol they probably stole from another sad store somewhere else. If you’d been here last night you would’ve watched them drink themselves silly from your perch at the top of a subway car and put yourself on guard duty. Without you here Wonho didn’t even bother.

It’s like they’d forgotten all about you. So you hid in your little corner and pretended to disappear.

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anonymous asked:

37. with Lance?

37. I had a dream about you.

It doesn’t feel like a dream, it feels like he’s back home, chest warm, smiles brighter than the sun, his fingers in your hair, sand between his toes and waves lapping at his ankles. Laughter between soft kisses, you taste much like sea salt and summer, smiling so much that his cheeks hurt. His fingers wind with yours pressing another kiss to your mouth and tugs you along the shores of Varadero beach.

Your hair chases you swept up in the salty hair, laughter bubbling and warm as the summer sun. You all but squeals when his arms hoist you up and spin you around, undercut by his laughter and the call of his name from your lips. Your eyes are like stars and he sees the universe in you. He sees the world and nothing more.

His blue eyes crinkle dropping kisses upon flushed skin, tan fingers digging into your sides while you squirm under his careful touch. Your fingers bury themselves into his short hair calling him again, but he feels the world around him fade. Your voice disappears from his ears, fingers gripping silk sheets and the blanket barely covering his cold feet.

Lance wakes in a haze, barely registering his surroundings or the warm body nestled close to him and stealing all of the covers. He yawns stretching his arms above his head until his back pops. Satisfied, he shoves the blanket over his feet and slips back into bed draping an arm over his bed buddy. Your hair pokes out of the bundle of blankets, messy and surely formed knots.

With sleep still in his eyes, Lance peels the blankets back until the body wrapped in them is exposed to the cool ship air. Immediately, you curl closer to Lance, pressing your flushed cheeks into his chest. He pulls the covers over them and wraps his arms around you.

You sigh into his shirt fisting the fabric, “I was warm,” you mumble.

“I was cold,” he respond, pressing a kiss to your temple. And he wanted to cuddle.

Silence falls between them, and for a moment, Lance drifts, body growing heavy and eyelids fluttering shut. He exhales through his nose his fingers tracing patterns on his beloved’s back. His mind falls back to white beaches and some sort of sun dress or white button down shirt with a glittering smile.

“I had a dream about you,” Lance presses his face into your hair, humming. He opens his eyes staring into the darkness of his room. You shift in his arms, head tilting up to gaze at his face with star shimmering eyes. Your lips curl at his words and his heart jumps to his throat.

“What was it about?”

“You, of course, with me on Veradero beach, kissing, laughing, y’know…” Lance waves a hand in the air and let it drop onto her waist. You hum.

“That sounds like a lovely dream, Lance.” You say, smiling.

He grins dropping a couple of kisses onto your face and you giggle, “It was because you were there.”

Your laughter is much like the echo of the ocean waves hitting the shore, reminding him of home. His chest feels warm kissing you on the mouth, fingers in his hair like salty sea air, and your kisses breathing life into his lungs.

Lance settles down with you in his arms and the covers wrapping around them like a warm hug. He could dream about home or anything he desired, but no dream could compare to reality while you were here with him. You were home.


Elizabeth: “Right, madam, that looks a lot better, still very short, but less uneven. Your father is not going to be happy. Why did you cut it, bean?”

Jacobina: “I don’t know. I just wanted to make myself look pretty, like you, at your dressing table.”

Elizabeth’s face softened.

Elizabeth:“You are beautiful Jacobina. You don’t need make up or anything to make yourself pretty, especially not aged 6. If you want to do something like that again, just ask me and I’ll take you to the hairdressers, sweetheart. You don’t need to hack at your hair, ok?”

Jacobina: “Ok, mummy.”

Elizabeth: “Now, is this the style we want to keep, or are you going to grow your hair again?”

Jacobina: “Yes, it is a little short… I just couldn’t get the sides to match so I had to keep cutting until they did.”

The Visit

This is my first imagine ever! I hope you guys enjoy it :) Plus, this is loosely based on a dream I sorta remember having a few days ago. 

You and Taron are having your family over for the first time since you guys moved in. Since your mother is such a hard person to impress he is stressing over how good or bad this could go.

Warning: None
Taron x Reader
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Monsta X's first impression of a tomboy (like amber level tomboy)

requested by @a-rogue-hope ~


Originally posted by hyungvon


  • the two of you met during this gathering with your mutual friends
  • and then shownu met you 
  • at first he’d thought that you were tomboy tomboy but when your friend told him your ideal type, he’d be ‘oohh’
  • but then when he first saw you, he thought that you were pretty cool since you had this vibe that says that you’re cool
  • and when he approaches you with your friend
  • he can really say that you’re cool since the way you acted with him and your friend was like how you’d treat someone you’ve known for such a very long time
  • and yeah, because of that you and shownu would become best of friends
  • he’d be really used to the way you dress up and the way you always have you hair cut short and what not
  • but when your friend makes you wear a dress and a pair of heels with some make up on since it was your punishment
  • he’d be freaking speechless to see how gorgeous you are 
  • but then he’d actually prefer the way you dress up 
  • since that’s what he liked about you, you were true to yourself
  • that you didn’t give a damn about what others said
  • but then he’d be worried for you
  • since what if you might not get you self some s/o
  • but then just thinking about that
  • made shownu realize that he likes you
  • yas like he’d be overprotective of you
  • he likes you but he won’t confess since he wasn’t your ideal type…. maybe????
  • so yeah, shownu’s first impression of a tomboy you (amber level) would be he’d find you really cool 


  • wonho wouldn’t mind the way you dress or act and whatnot
  • it was during a party when he met you since you were friends with jooheon
  • and when he first saw you, he’d not really pay that much attention to you since you guys weren’t yet introduced to each other
  • but he’d be glancing at your direction from time to time when jooheon bursts out laughing
  • and then he’d really think that you have the same swag level as jooheon
  • and when jooheon introduces you to him
  • he’d be stuttering and would flush when you gave him a smile and a pat on his shoulder
  • when he got to know you, he’d find it fun to spend time with you
  • especially those crazy antics that you come up with 
  • and you didn’t care whether you looked like a some meme or something
  • since you like being who you are
  • and that what wonho would admire
  • yeah, you’re a tomboy so what? wonho doesn’t care
  • he’d be surprised tho if jooheon told him your ideal type
  • since he didn’t expect that from you
  • anyways, he’d also love to go shopping with you
  • since you help him out with some fashion but then he’d always been curious on how you’d look with feminine clothes and long hair
  • so he’d be making you more like forcing you inside the changing room with some dress and wig, he’d be so surprised on how good you looked
  • but he wouldn’t buy you the clothes that he made you try on but buy maybe some sweater that was a little bit feminine but not that feminine
  • and wonho would feel so comfortable talking to you about the most random things that would come to his mind
  • so yeah, wonho’s first impression of you would be you have so much swag


  • this boy would actually approach you right away to be honest
  • he’d find you pretty friendly and fun before he could even talk to you
  • and his instinct was right!!
  • you were fun to be with and pretty honest with those around you
  • and when someone told you to wear a skirt or something
  • he’d be impressed when you turned down their suggestions and told them that you’d rather wear the types of clothes that you’d normally wear rather that wearing something that you’re not uncomfortable with
  • he’d be damn right impressed that he’d want to hang out with you more often
  • and once the two of you would become close and whatnot, he’d be able to see the snapbacks you own and the clothes that you own
  • you’d even let him borrow some of your clothes since why not??
  • and when there’s a party, he wouldn’t be surprised to see you wearing some leather jacket and leather pants
  • but he’d be surprised to see you with red lipstick that he’d find you attractive despite how you can be a tomboy sometimes
  • and when your hair starts to grow up to your shoulder, he’d actually stop you before you could even have it chopped off
  • he’d take thousands of photos of you and would literally have it framed since it’d take him how many months to see that hair length again
  • anyways, minhyuk wouldn’t mind on how you’d act, dress and whatnot
  • he’d totally support you
  • and when you opened up about lovelife to him, he’d be all ears and would ask you about your ideal type tho
  • making him squeal like a girl… since he likes hearing that stuff 
  • and sometimes he’d even just introduce you a guy that he thinks suits your tastes
  • but would just be told off by you since it was awkward and yeah
  • minhyuk’s first impressions of you would be he’d want to be your friend right away since you looked fun to be with and friendly


  • this boy would be confused at first tho
  • he’d take a good look of you before nodding, thinking that you had that amber vibe
  • and would find you cool but a little bit intimidating tho since he thinks that the two of you might not get along
  • but when he gets introduced to you by shownu, he’d change his mind completely about you
  • you were pretty cool and sometimes cute since yeah
  • and he’d be so impressed with your cooking skills despite being a tomboy
  • like damn he can’t even beat you
  • and when the two of you become good friends, he’d be surprised to see you with some eyeliner and lipstick when going to the night club with them
  • but hey, he’d compliment you tho but would also tease you
  • only to receive a smack from you
  • a strong smack yes
  • sometimes when the two of you would meet up, he would find it funny when the two of you have the same choice of clothing
  • like he would be wearing a pair of black ripped jeans and a black hoodie, you’d also be wearing something similar but the only difference between the two of you was the headwear
  • you liked snapbacks, kihyun was more on the beanie side
  • and sometimes, kihyun would even borrow a snapback from you whenever they go abroad or when he visits your place
  • and sure why not, you’d just let him borrow it
  • and when kihyun would be abroad, he’d see this snapback, he’d be reminded of you and he’d buy it as a souvenir for you
  • and he’d immediately give it to you, saying cheesy pick up lines and whatnot, making you just look at him with a ‘._.’ before thanking him for the gift
  • and yeah, he’d be more comfortable around you that the two of you would have each other’s back no matter what
  • so yeah, kihyun’s first impression of you would be you’re cool but intimidating at first glance


  • hyungwon would actually like your sense of style tho
  • like he’d wonder where you got those limited edition snapback from and whatnot
  • but then he wouldn’t really approach you right away since shy hyungwon and quiet hyungwon
  • you were like some cool kid for him to be honest
  • and when you’d approach him, he’d be stunned and would be really flushed when you offered him a hand and a smile
  • and yeah, he’d talk to you and after like a couple of hours, you two would be like best buds who haven’t seen each other for such a long time
  • when the two of you would meet up, he’d sometimes ask you where your shorts are 
  • or isn’t it too hot for you to wear those jogging pants or something
  • sometimes when the two of you are hanging out at their dorm, he’d let you borrow maybe a sweater and some caps when you’re too under-dressed for him at this weather or something
  • and sometimes he’d see you as a brother tbh
  • but then sometimes he’d see you as a sister when you do some aegyo
  • but then you’d only receive no response from him
  • sometimes he’d invite you to the amusement park
  • and the two of you would ride some thrill rides 
  • that would leave him speechless, while you are having fun
  • sometimes he’d wonder if you were a girl or what
  • but then you are girl but just amber level tomboy
  • there would also be times when the two of you would meet up and he’d be pouty since you cut your hair again and it was short…..
  • but then hey, he’d be your number 1 fan when you start dressing up like a girl because of a dare and whatnot, he’d even become you bodyguard like he’d push away potential sasaengs coughchangkyuncoughjooheoncough
  • so hyungwon’s first impression of you would be that cool kid that he’s be too shy to approach


  • this boy would want to be your friend to be honest
  • seeing how much swag you emit, he’d be in awe to be honest
  • and when he approaches you, you’d be so open to him
  • that he’d be touched and would really have fun with you because you were so outgoing
  • that you also reminded him of jackson by the way you act
  • and he’d literally have fun 
  • that he’d also see you as a brother sometimes
  • but then he’d only be reminded that you are a girl when you couldn’t stop staring at this guy who was totally your ideal type
  • and sometimes, he’d just burst that bubble 
  • since he’d be overprotective of you tho
  • that he’d treat you out to dinner after not being able to see each other and whatnot
  • and sometimes, whenever you meet each other, he’d like all the snapbacks that you wear like legit he’d love them
  • he’d even visit your apartment to look at your collection of snapbacks and shoes
  • sometimes the two of you would even exchange or swap some stuff here and there
  • but then when it comes to you doing some cute things or aegyo
  • he’d have some aegyo battle with you while hanging out with jackson
  • only to be disappointed by jackson’s choice, which is himself
  • anyways, jooheon would really cherish this friendship since he doesn’t give a damn about what you like to wear or how you want to act or something
  • since that who you are you are unique, and one of a kind that he’d bark at those who’d try to fight you
  • so anyways, jooheon’s first impression of you would be he wants to be your friend since you have so much swag and you’re fun to be with


  • changkyun would be weirded out at first but wouldn’t mind it 
  • since you were harmless and you looked really nice and approachable
  • that when he approaches you, he’d be asking himself why didn’t he approach you in the first place
  • when you introduced yourself to him and did this fist bump with him, he’d be laughing his heart out
  • totally doing the same thing to you
  • and when you have this ideas, he’d be totally up for it
  • for example when you decided to invite him and the boys over to your apartment to have a melon eating contest with them
  • and it’d be a blast since the boys would also have a mini fashion show at you place
  • since they’d be trying out some of your stuff
  • maybe asking you to give it to them which you’d just give it to him
  • but then when you have your haircut
  • he’d totally compliment you about it like dang you looked good
  • and when the two of you were going to the beach with your friends, he wouldn’t be surprised when you wore beach shorts and some sleveless while the others wore bikinis
  • sometimes, you’d have this soft side of yours that he’d have this urge to protect you or something
  • that it’d remind him that you were still a girl tho
  • but just a tomboy… yeah.
  • sometimes, when there would be a truth or dare, the two of you would always end up wearing funny clothes and have some make up on your faces done by the boys
  • but then when he sees boys hitting on you, he’d actually have fun when you’re too oblivious to notice their feelings, friendzoning them at the same time
  • but then hey, he’d also be all ears when you talk about your ideal type and whatnot
  • for changkyun’s first impression, he’d be weirded out at first but you looked really nice and approachable
curls and tufts, or: a season by season comparison of the eppes brothers’ hair

is this a thing that needed to be done? not… not as far as i know. REGARDLESS.

season one

charlie: messy, a bit haphazard. the perfect little ringlet falling over his forehead. soft-looking, glossy, but with the potential to be slightly crunchy. a good start! 8/10
don: kitten hair! shorter on the sides and in back, sticking up in front. looks like the kind of hair you could run your fingers through while you kiss him. 8/10

season two

charlie: unreal? an actual god, come to life? long, soft, luxurious, the kind of volume you can’t even imagine in your wildest dreams. those soft little curls at the front, brushing at his eyebrows, accentuating his perfect fucking face. infuriating. possibly illegal. 12/10
don: more fuzzy than fluffy this time around. like you could take your palm and rock it back and forth on his head and it would feel like brush bristles. (am… i alone in that? okay, that’s fine.) he’s clearly frustrated with charlie’s hair as well. i don’t blame you. 6/10

season three

charlie: a renaissance painter, gazing upon his latest work with dismay. the curls are tamer than season one and shorter than season two. but they look nice and soft, and the way they’re pushed back shows off his face, always a good thing. still, i’m missing the volume. 7/10
don: don no! bad don! he goes through a Lot of Stuff in season three so i can’t blame him for taking it out on his hair, but like. you did this before all the Stuff. maybe the Stuff happened because you cut your hair so short, don. don’t do it again. also your sideburns are too long. (actually looking at this again it doesn’t look nearly that bad, it’s just he looks so good with fluffy hair.) 4/10

season four

charlie: don’t look so distressed, chuck, your hair’s got more volume and more defined curls than last season, plus you’ve got that sweet little ringlet going on again. you need to know this would be a mullet if it weren’t curly, though. you’re lucky. 8/10
don: whew. it’s not the kitten hair of season one, but it’s not last season’s abomination either, so i can’t judge too harshly. a good mid-length. not much to say. 7/10

season five

charlie: the first few episodes were like season four, and then episode ten rolls around and that happens?? it’s commented on but never explained. in later episodes he styles it better than whatever wet dog, over-gelled high school mess is happening here, and by the end of the season he’s got a respectable head of curls again, but my god, charlie. never again. 1/10 but also 6/10 so… 3.5/10 for the whole season?
don: clearly don is taking up the slack when charlie’s hair falls off the wagon. in addition to a longer length all the way around, not just on top, you’ve got those soft tufts beginning to kick out from behind his ears. i have a whole analysis about how don’s hair reflects his journey as a character but i won’t go into it now. suffice to say i love this. good job don. 8/10

season six

charlie: at this point, charlie’s seen things. he’s done things. he’s tired. it’s not that he doesn’t care about his hair anymore, it’s just that it’s not as important as it used to be. the curls aren’t as defined, the style is more slicked back. not so many ringlets anymore. it’s still beautiful, it’s just. he’s got other things on his mind. 6/10
don: oh my god. those curls. that softness. that’s hair you could twist your fingers in, hair you could comb behind his ears, smooth off his forehead, bury your face in at the end of a long night. those are the curls of a man who is comfortable with himself, or at least on his way there. those are curls that say ‘i don’t need to differentiate myself from my brother so harshly any longer.’ a+ self-actualization hair. 12/10

Can’t get enough

Based on this request. But also for @spnkinkbingo.

Square filled: Dirty talk

John x reader

Words: 2442

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex (wrap it up!)

Shout-out to the lovely @mrswhozeewhatsis and @manawhaat for betaing this!

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Originally posted by crazytxgradstudent

Well, I take

Whatever I want

And baby I want you

You give me something I need

Now tell me I got something for you

Shimmying your hips to the music, duster in hand, you took care of the empty bottles and scraps of papers scattered around the small room. You were locked in a world of your own as you danced and sang to the music blasting from the room’s radio. Frankly, music was the only way you got through the day. Cleaning motel rooms was not your dream job, but it was the job that was going to let you make some cash and spring free from the most boring town in the continental US. Once you’d saved up the money your plan was to wave good-bye to everyone you knew and book a trip around the world.

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“I don’t know if you noticed, but I usually go for the bad boys, that’s just the kinda guys I’m attracted to,” you started, already feeling cliché and stupid before even entering the main subject.

“I’m a bad boy?” Sebastian asked, his brows suddenly shooting up in surprise.

“Who said I was talking about you?” You teased him. His smile fell and you immediately laughed and took his chin between your fingers, pulling him down a bit to place a quick kiss on his mouth, making him relax. “I’m kidding, of fucking course I am. Although no, you’re not really a bad boy, you’re quite the opposite actually, but you have the looks of it and that’s enough for me. The ‘mysterious guy clad in dark clothes sitting alone at a bar and drinking a beer’ worked pretty well, huh?” You grinned widely, wiggling your eyebrows and laughing lightly, not wanting to draw attention to you. For once, nobody seemed to have recognized Sebastian and you wouldn’t want to ruin that.

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The words crashed into your soul and threatened to swallow you like waves at the height of a hurricane, the figurative saltwater choking you in the plush leather chair as Rafael’s hand tightened around yours.

“Come again?”

A doctor with short red hair and a kind, wrinkled face started to explain how all the circuits were meant to click within your frail, human body. Something, somehow, had misfired. Better to be an artificial life form and at least stand the chance of carrying your child to term towards the light of day.

But as the redhead continued, it was far more than a matter of keeping the apple of your shared eyes safe for nine months. You couldn’t even reach that point. Damage defined your insides. And Rafael could take you on your bed or against walls as you checked calendars. It would never make any difference.

“This is a hard pill to swallow,” the doctor said. “Of course you could try for a surrogate.”

“Meaning my husband would have a baby with someone else.”

“Not necessarily.”

You hated the thought and just wanted to leave the room when the doctor cleared his throat and Rafael wiped a tear from your cheek even as his green eyes glistened..

“Maybe we should hear him out.”

“You do that then. Not like I’m going to be part of the equation anyway.”

The feeling of failure enveloped you as you rushed to the stairs and took them two at a time. Rafael was right there, on your heels, and he twisted you around to face him.

“Please don’t be sad,” he begged. “We’re going to figure this out.”

His smile almost soothed your soul, and you tasted the tinge of the spearmint gun he had long since swallowed as you glanced to the nearest door.

“I’m not so sure.”

You flew to the street and tried to ignore the sound of his voice at your back. He would say anything at this point to make you feel better… feel whole again. But this wasn’t the courtroom. He could argue until his silky voice turned hoarse and you would still be so much less than what he signed up for.

And when it is God’s will for the procreation of children…

Essential parts of the vows that you spoke while wearing a white lace dress as you peered at him through a gauzy veil. You wanted to the honor the promise ten times over when he took your hand and revealed your face. A house teeming with babies was part of the plan. And now you had reneged without wanting to.

Mi amor?”

He found you huddled on a bench. Too many feet kept passing by, and you wished that you could sink into the pavement and vanish from the face of the earth. But the wish stayed unfulfilled as Rafael spoke.

“It’s a bad blow,” he said.

“That’s putting it mildly.”

“But it doesn’t have to change—”

“Of course it does!” you insisted. “It ruins everything. And do not try to tell me otherwise.”

There was no way that you would give him a boy that he could teach to be a real man or a daughter to cherish because she would possess his sass and the sweetest aspects of his smile.

“I’m sorry,” you muttered. “I’m not enough.”

Rafael placed one arm around your shoulders, and you couldn’t help but fall into his embrace as his lips found your cheeks, trying to erase your tears as he inched closer to your side.

“You know I don’t like lies,” he said. “Not enough?”

The echo of your words hurt your heart, but you could not help but cling to him as you waited for whatever he might say next.

“You’re everything that a little boy from the Bronx could ever want. It’s much more than I deserve.”

“But I can’t give you—”

“You give me this moment,” he started as kisses your wrist. “You get me through each day in court.”

“I’ve seen you with a jury,” you said with a frail laugh. “Like you need my help.”

“I need it most when the tide starts to turn against me. All I have to is picture your face and I know why I need to win. This world must stay safe because you’re in it. ”

His soft voice had nothing on his fingers trailing through your hair. Your eyes locked, and Rafael claimed your lips as he folded you into his arms.

“So no more of this talk,” he whispered. “Holding your heart… we’re miles ahead of any man or woman who ever thought they were in love. Because no one has ever loved like this.”

You struggled to catch your breath as he cupped your chin in his large hands.

“You’re going to make me blush,” you said.

“Good. You look even prettier with roses in your cheeks.”

“And make me fall in love with you all over again.”

“That’s the plan. For the rest of our lives.”

His kiss became a scene from the silent movie that you watched last weekend. Every sound of the city came to a complete stop, and there was no longer the din of traffic or the idea of storm clouds ready to burst. Just that tranquil place where you were the only two people in the world.

And if that was the way it was destined to remain, you let yourself believe that it was more than enough.

Imagine deciding to spend a lazy day in bed with Dean...

An anon requested domestic fluffiness. I hope this works for you! XOXO

Dean’s bed was the most comfortable place on the planet. It was warm, the mattress was soft but supportive, and it smelled like him. There was also the fact that whenever you were in Dean’s bed, he was usually laying next to you. That made it your favorite place to be.

It was especially good this morning. His room in the bunker had no windows, which meant you could stay in the restful dark for as long as you wanted. You were sure it was getting too late to still be in bed, but you didn’t care. Dean was wrapped around you, his nose and mouth resting against your neck, and you wouldn’t trade the sound of his sleep-heavy breathing for anything.

“Mornin'” he murmured when he finally woke. “What time is it?”

“I have no idea,” you said, snuggling closer to him. “It doesn’t matter. We’re staying in bed today.”

His lips found your forehead, then your nose, then your chin, before settling onto your mouth for a lazy kiss.

“I’d love that, but you know Sam’s gonna catch a case for us, and we haven’t done laundry in forever. It needs to be done so that I’m ready to go.”

He started to pull you up, but you only leaned up far enough to kiss him again, your fingers running through his short hair.

“But Dean,” you pleaded, “We could just lay here, talking and kissing all day. I’ll even watch a Clint Eastwood movie with you on your laptop if you’ll stay here with me.”

Dean grinned and rolled to his back, pulling you on top of him and running his hands down your back. “You don’t fight fair.”

“Nope,” you smirked.

“Someone has to get up and put the laundry in the washer. Then we can just lay here for the rest of the day.”

“You’re the one with the most dirty clothes,” you pointed out.

“But you always get mad when I wash your clothes, because I never check the pockets. So I think you should do it.”

Sighing, you sat up and held your hand out in a fist. Dean did the same, and you silently played three rapid fire games of Rock, Paper, Scissor.

“Ha!” you cried out when you won. “Make sure you check the pockets of my jeans from two days ago. The ticket stub from the movie we saw is in there, and I need to put it in the box.”

Dean grudgingly got out of bed, not bothering to argue, because he knew he would have made you do the laundry had the game gone in his favor. “I still don’t understand why you keep all this crap,” he muttered, finding the jeans and handing you the ticket stub.

You shrugged. “I keep it because I don’t want to forget anything about us,” you said simply.

The irritation left Dean’s face, and he dropped the clothes in his hand to gently cradle your face and kiss you again.

“I’ll be right back.” He grabbed the laundry pile and left the bedroom, and you immediately snuggled down under the covers.

Today was going to be a good day.

SCM – The God thought MC cheat on them but it end up that the guy is MC’s twin brother

I am combining two requests into one. Hope Anons are okay with it.


From the reflecting pool, the god saw you and a man walk into your apartment. He can’t see the man face but both of you seem close and that piss him off immediately. He wonders why you are leaving him for another man and immediate rushes over to your apartment.


The moment he steps into your apartment, he shouted at your name. “_____, how dare you bring a man back home?” Leon rebuked. However, to his surprise, he saw your hair suddenly cut short.

“Who give you permission to cut your hair?” He rebuked again. “Wait, something doesn’t feel right. What devil are you? And how dare you take _____’s face.” Leon rebuked and grabs the man shirt.

Just then he heard your voice from behind. “He is my twin brother. And why are you accusing me for cheating on you?” You exclaimed. Only then he realized the mistake but it was too late.

“You should tell me earlier to prevent such misunderstanding.” Leon argued back as if he is still trying to find excuse to push out the blame.


“_____, Scorpio shouted the moment he steps into your apartment. “You better come out and explain now.” He continues shouting. However, Scorpio got a shock when he sees a similar face of you but something doesn’t seem right.

“What curse has the devil done to you? You should not have trusted other man so easily.” He rebuked and trying hard to find a way to turn you back to normal. He totally thought that you are under a spell.

“Scorpio, what are you screaming all about? He is my twin brother.” You exclaimed as you walked out from the kitchen. It is only then Scorpio realized his mistake.

“Well, you brother and sister should enjoying catching up. I make a move first.” Scorpio said and immediately leaves the house with his face turn red.


Teorus face was furious when he steps into your apartment. The moment he saw the man back, he immediately go over, turn him around and grabs his shirt. However, he was shock by identical face that he saw and immediately screams at the man.

“What the hell have you done to my precious goddess?” He shouted. “You better be honest with me before I show my power.” He continues.

“Wait, he is my twin brother.” You hurried up to stop Teorus the moment you heard his voice.

Teorus then realized the mistake and tried to calm the situation by smiling. “Hi Brother, sorry about just now.” Teorus is trying hard to apologize and you can see his face turn red while trying to straighten your brother shirt.


Shadow Dui appeared within Dui when he saw you with another man. He is basically screaming for your name the moment he steps into your apartment. However, he stop short when he see another identical face in front of him.

“Did any devil turn you into another split character which is of identical to you?” Dui exclaimed. “I will save you and we will settle the previous issues later.” Dui continued and try to hug the person in front of him, while the person trying to push him away. He totally thought a devil had turned you to a man.

“Dui, emm.. He is not me. He is my twin brother.” You replied softly and he turns around immediately to look at you. He realized the mistake and immediately let go of the person.

“I am so sorry. But just so you know, I am not into man.” Dui blushed and is trying hard to explain to your brother.


Although Hue is trying to calm himself, but his face is definitely fill with anger. He can’t understand why you are cheating on him. “_____, I am giving you a chance to explain and you better give me a good reason.” Hue shouted the moment he steps into your apartment.

However, he ends up seeing another person with an identical face of yours. “What kind of spell is this? Who the hell are you? I am not easily tricked by devil.” Hue rebuked at the person.

Hue is about to snaps his finger on the person when you come out in a hurry to stop him.

“Stop, he is my twin brother.” You explained and Hue finally realized his mistake.

“Hi, I am sorry for my behaviour just now.” Hue apologized while his face turns red.


Ichthys face is very worried as he steps into your apartment. He does not understand what he has done wrong that you have to cheat on him. He wanted to ask you why and unintentionally scream your name out. However, his face turns serious when he saw a man with identical face of your standing in front of him.

“When it comes to prank, no one beat me. You better own up what you have done to my ____, before I turn nasty.” Ichthys rebuked and grabs the man shirt.

“What are you doing, Ichthys?” You grab his hand away. “He is my twin brother.” You explained further.

“Sorry, that was a joke. I hope you do not mind.” Ichthys smiles and try to calm the situation as much as he could.