your headband

Hogwarts Houses Aesthetics

Gryffindor- holding rocks from the beach in yours hands, watching them flow out, being at the playground at midnight with your best friends, completing dares that no one even dared you to do, running just for the purpose of doing something, sending your best friend appreciation paragraphs for them at 3:00 A.M., going on roller coasters very confident but freaking out a little when you get to the top, playing ghosts in the graveyard with you or friends at 11:00 A.M., putting on makeup and dressing up even though you have nowhere to go, dancing and lip syncing in your room crazily, finding wonders in the little things, spacing out, diving in right away in the lake, handing out feminism badges, walking at a regular pace in the rain with your arms out, forming new clubs, being overly-excited, making small designs on the misty car window, either taking 0 selfies or 1938284 at a time, red lipstick and black mascara, scraped up legs

Hufflepuff- sugar highs, putting so much trust in your friends, dressing up as your favorite book and tv show characters, growing out your hair, blueberry pancakes when you wake up, whether that’s at 6:00 A.M. or 12:00 P.M., catching fireflies, the feeling you get when you make all your friends fall over laughing, seeing a spiny chair and immediately know what you will be doing for the rest of the day, ice cream bigger than your head, putting flowers in your friend’s hair, being the last to finish your popsicle, getting excited when you hear the ice cream truck, heart-shaped sunglasses, petting every puppy you see on the street, making a big deal out of everything, getting your friends presents even though there is no special occasion, candy shops, slumber parties, writing songs, writing stories, musicals and Broadway plays, caring about others more than you care about yourself, strip malls, taking pictures of your friends, happy drunk, defending the underdog, finding beauty in everyone’s eyes

Ravenclaw- record shops, when your face gets red after you get complimented, chokers, laughing when your nervous, cuddling with your friends at 2:00 A.M., drinking coffee in the morning, going to the beach when the waves are crazy, telling yourself to only read one more chapter but you end up finishing the book, writing letters to the author, scented candles, knee high socks, taking videos so you can remember the moment, perfect makeup techniques, laying on the rooftop at 3:00 A.M., looking at the stars, making multiple playlists for different moods, watching documentaries, playing mindlessly with your friend’s hair, eating a three course meal at 12:00 A.M., pranking your friends when they’re sleeping, putting your headphones on long car rides, binge watching Netflix, spending your day at the library, asking your friend to go to the bathroom with you, getting a churro at the fair, studying because you want to, not because anyone else wants you to

Slytherin- testing the limits, fire whiskey, mysteries, the sound of the thunderstorm against your window while you are drifting to sleep, doing anything for your friends, talking back to the teacher, smirking against the classroom, splashing the people who think the water is too cold in the lake, escaping reality, black roses, rooting for the underdog, downtown, skyscrapers, doing anything to get your way, cat ears headband, correcting people’s grammar, solving moral dilemmas easily, fixing your best friend’s makeup in the school bathroom, leather jackets, playful smirks, making faces across the classroom, knowing what your friend is saying just by reading their expression, self-deprecating humor, the moon, looks that could kill, playing sweet and sour with your close friends, doing everything yourself, with no help, rewriting history, chopping a little bit or a lot of your hair off, dirty jokes, sleepless nights, being the hero to your class because you found all the answers online, knowing when to stop but not stopping anyway

4

“What? Is the bow that lame?” 

Friend’s tell you when u got a googly eye on ur face. BFFs just wait to see how long it takes until you notice. it took an hour

voltron-inspired asks

paladin: message a friend, and ask them to name three of your traits. what did they say?

bayard: if you became a paladin, what kind of bayard would you like to have?

form voltron: what are your 5 favorite possessions?

altea: where’s your favorite place to spend time?

lion: do you have any pets?

quintessence: do you have anything that really pumps you up or makes you feel good?

crème goolée: what’s your favorite food or snack?

galaxy garrison: what’s an most embarrassing moment that you’ve had at school?

crystal venom: what’s the saddest thing that happened to you this week?

champion: what’s something you’re afraid of?

arusian: if a species of small, cute, ritualistic aliens started worshipping you, what would you like your deity name to be?

cryopod: if you were asleep for 10,000 years, who would you bring along as a cryosleep buddy?

bad sound effects: how do you pronounce laser sounds?

balmera: if you were something similar to a balmera, what kind of aliens would be living inside you?

pidge’s headphones: what’s the last song you listened to?

keith’s shack: what would your dream home be like?

hunk’s headband: what’s your favorite accessory?

lance’s pajamas: what are you wearing right now?

shiro’s eyeliner: what’s your favorite part of your body?

zarkon: what’s your bloodthirstiness on a scale of 1-5? 1 being “no thanks, i’m full”, and 5 being ”unquenchable”.

Hyper Projection Engeki Haikyuu - Summer of Evolution

Second day of performances is underway!  Today’s photo is the third-years checking out the new show pamphlet!  (x

hunk: right now you’re at tier 1, which is hugging.

hunk: but pretty soon, you’ll be at tier 2, which is smooching.

hunk: then down the road you’ll make it to tier 5, where you get to let her wear your orange headband and admire how it makes her look even cuter.

hunk: and after a while, you’ll make it to tier 8, where she’ll let you massage her rocky back for the first time. (nods) very special.

lance: what about tier 15?

hunk: YOU STAY AWAY FROM THAT!

lance:

lance:

lance:

hunk: DO NOT DO TIER 15.

the difference between naruto and dbz is when i wear my goku shirt in public i get compliments but you wear your natuto headband in public you get mugged

Naruto asks

1) favorite village
2) favorite kage
3) which villain would you most like to fight
4) favorite chunin exam fight
5) how would you have cheated during the chunin exams
6) byakugan, sharingan, or rinnegan
7) which battle was your favorite
8) favorite female ninja’s outfit
9) favorite male ninja’s outfit
10) favorite ninja’s hair
11) how would you wear your headband
12) what would your ninjutsu be
13) what ninjas would you want as your teammates
14) which opening is your favorite
15) which closing is your favorite
16) how long have you been into naruto
17) do you mostly watch or read naruto
18) favorite character
19) least favorite character
20) do you own any naruto merch
21) in the akatsuki what color would you paint your nails
22) who would you want your partner to be in the akatsuki
23) have you ever played any of the naruto video games
24) weapon of choice
25) favorite clan
26) favorite uchiha
27) what animal would you summon
28) favorite filler episode
29) favorite arc
30) otp
31) brotp
32) favorite non-human character
33) favorite bijuu
34) favorite jinchuriki
35) what ninja occupation would you choose

Park Chanyeol// Feasible - Part 1

Originally posted by babyuns

Prompt: You’re a work-for-hire girl - for the criminals and criminally rich. Your job is to threaten, steal from, frighten or hurt whoever you’ve been employed to - but your newest job involves a person you swore you’d never talk to again. Someone who brought you into this entire business - and tried to get you out. Someone who, should you accept this challenge, would open a Pandora’s box of disaster…(/2 /3 /4 5 /6)
Scenario: AU, angst, miniseries
Word Count: 3,560

Keep reading

Cabin//pt. 4

(The outfit in this takes place in this part and this is the only pic that I actually found that is more on the high quality end)

Genre: Fluff, Smut, friend!au

Warning: Graphic smut. I mean it’s a smut buddy, what do ya expect?

Authors Note: AHHHH!!!! IM SORRY THIS IS COMING OUT SO LATEE. Tumblr had deleted this entire post so I had to rewrite the whole thing and it was the most frustrating thing I’ve ever done. SMUT. So we’ve finally arrived in nasty town, eh? I am so proud of this chapter because I feel like I really love the balance of cuteness and sexy time, and this is completely my version of romance, I think this kind of stuff is more romantic and cute than like a fancy dinner ya know? Ha ha anyway, thank you for understanding that I’m a full time student and sometimes it’s really hard for me to write. Thank you guys for being so patient ENJOY, CABIN PART 4.

Pt: 1 // 2 // 3 // 4

“Yeah yeah Mom don’t worry, he’s gotten a lot friendlier.”
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Your mom had decided to spend the rest of the day around the cabin so she could drive back to the lodge at around 7:30.

Baekhyun woke up from his “nap” about an hour after your mom got to the cabin. Turns out he had actually fallen asleep and walked out into the living room where you and your mom were sitting with bed hair and the sexiest raspy voice you’ve ever heard in your entire goddamn life.

You all just laid around the whole day, skipping through Netflix and going back to reading Fahrenheit 451 while also trying to stay as far away from Baekhyun as you could so you wouldn’t be tempted while your mom was here.


___

“Well everything looks good here.” Your mom says while giving you a hug, “I’ll be back on Friday okay?”

You hug her back, “We’ll be okay, go have fun at the retreat.”

She gives you a kiss on your forehead, “Okay sweetie, you be good.” She looks up and waves to Baekhyun who is currently on the couch shoving a handful of goldfish into his mouth, “bye Baekhyun.” He gives her a smile and a wave back before she’s out the door and you can see the headlight of her car driving down the street.

Now it’s just you and Baekhyun alone. Again.

You hear his deep chuckle behind you, “well that was close.”

You turn around and laugh too, “I know, if she had come back two minutes before.” You make your way to the couch and sit, sprawling your legs across Baekhyun’s lap while he takes in another handful of goldfish.

“Did she suspect anything?” His hand lays on your knee, sending a chill throughout your body.

“Not even a little bit, when she got here she thought we still hated each other.” You reach over to take some goldfish for yourself.


___

As you open your eyes you see Baekhyun looking down at you with a sleepish grin.

You take a sharp inhale in and close your eyes for a loud yawn, “good morning.”

Baekhyun returns your ‘good morning’ and unwraps his limbs from around you to stretch.

You two had spent the rest of the evening watching the Avengers until about 1:30am when you decided it was time to sleep. You nestled yourself into Baekhyun’s chest, and just when you were about to fall asleep you felt his lips graze yours. When you looked at him he just had a smile on his face and reached down to plant a warm kiss onto your lips. “Goodnight.”

“What do you want for breakfast?” you asked through another deep yawn.

He runs a hand through his messy hair, “I don’t know, what sounds good?”

“Mmmm, bacon sounds good.” [pun intended]

“Agreed, aaaaaaaannnd… pancakes?” He gives you puppy dog eyes

You smile, “yes and pancakes, would you like to make them?”

He smiles and jumps up from the bed, racing to the kitchen to bless your taste buds with his pancakes.

After brushing your teeth, you enter the kitchen to hear Junk Of the Heart by the Kooks blasting through the kitchen, Baekhyun at the stove happily dancing and singing along. You really weren’t lying when you were sleep talking yesterday, his voice is so lovely.


___

“What do you want to do today?” You ask, shoveling the last piece of pancake into your mouth.

Baekhyun smiles, also cleaning his plate. “We can go exploring today? You know, go find a cool tree, maybe some cool rocks.” He giggles before rising from the table to put his dish in the sink.

“You know, I think that’s a wonderful idea. I need a couple new cool rocks.”

He looks at the clock on the stove, “Well it’s 8:30, do you wanna go at 9:00?”

You nod and stand, discarding your plate in the sink so you could go get ready.

You take a nice shower and dry off, Baekhyun stepping into the shower just after you.

You decide to wear a pink summer dress that goes down to your knees with little buttons down the front, taking a white scarf to tie around your head as a headband before pairing it with white vans

“You ready?”

You turn around to see Baekhyun wearing a red plaid shirt with suspenders, black skinny jeans and a black top hat that matches his dark locks perfectly.

“Yeah, um,” You go and pick up your yellow Fjallraven Kanken backpack, “What should we bring? Like snacks? Maybe a weapon of some sort?” You walk over to the small window seat where your books are displayed, picking up               Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire for yourself.

“My Dad left me a pocket knife,” he walks over to his suitcase and pulls a small black knife out of the front pocket, flipping the knife out to show you, “and there’s a hammer in the tool box that you could put in your bag?” He flips the knife back in and tucks it in his back pocket for safe keeping.

You nod and walk down the hallway, Baekhyun following behind you. You turn into the kitchen, “You go get the hammer and I’ll pack us some snacks.”

You rummage through the cabinets; your mom had gone grocery shopping while she was here, thank god. You put various snacks in little plastic baggies, along with a couple waters and some bottles of lemonade you found in the back of the fridge.

Baekhyun reappears with a small hammer, “OH oh! Pack me some animal crackers will ya?” He hands you the hammer to put into your backpack.

“Already did,” you laugh “You ready?”

“Yep.”

You shove one last apple and your speaker in your bag and head out the door.
You stop once you’re outside, “Which way? We could go into the forest, or around the lake?” You point in each direction for emphasis.

“We’ve explored around the lake a million times, lets go in there.” Baekhyun starts heading into the sea of trees, you following close behind

You two walk for about twenty minutes, mentally marking trees and other things so you could easily find your way back. The forest floor was littered with orange and yellow autumn leaves, crunching beneath your feet as you and Baekhyun were talking about the beauty of it all.

“Look at that tree.” Baekhyun says, pointing to a lone oak tree just off the trail. “Do you wanna go hang out on it?” He’s already walking towards it.

The tree was beautiful. The leaves were all a mixture of yellows and oranges, it’s branches hanging both low and high. The tree looked older than anyone could count.

You climbed up the tree by its branches, taking a seat about 9ft in the air, Baekhyun sitting on a branch a little higher and to the left. You reach into your bag and take out a bag of animal crackers, reaching up to hand them to Baekhyun. He gives you a small thanks and you pull out your Harry Potter book and start to read silently to yourself, enjoying the sounds of the forest.

“What are you reading?” Baekhyun smiles down at you from his branch.

You look up, “Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.” You reach into your backpack, which was now hanging from a separate branch, and pull out your speaker.

“Ah, gimme.” Baekhyun reaches down as your hand him the speaker. He takes his phone from his back pocket and connects it. Soon you hear Treehouse by Conan Gray start playing lightly, “read to me young grasshopper, fill my ears with this Harry Potter you speak of.” He tries his best to imitate an old man voice and you giggle. You pick up your book and start reading aloud only stopping to answer Baekhyun’s questions and comments [‘Wait what how old is he?’, ‘Well what the hell does he expect if he’s the chosen one’, ‘I don’t like that guy Cedric, he kind of seems like an ass’, ‘Wait wait wait, she just said he’s 12, I thought he was 14?’, etc.] You had read to him for a while, not even knowing or caring what time it was, both of you just laughing and making fun of things and coming up with various scenarios if you two had gone to Hogwarts.  He laughs, “Jongin and Sehun would totally be the twins. Oh! oh and Chanyeol is Ron, I’m Harry and you’re Hermione.” You laugh about how enthusiastic he’s become about Harry Potter. “I think Kyungsoo would be Draco, and Junmyeon would be Dumbledore.” he continues, still laughing at himself. You grab the apple you packed in your bag and take a bite. I Know a Place also by Conan Gray is playing softly in the background of you two talking.

You keep reading for a while, both occasionally taking swigs from your bottles of lemonade and taking a bite from your apple as Baekhyun peels an orange. You stopped reading when Harry Style’s Sweet Creature started playing on the speaker. With legs crossed and backs resting up against the tree, both closed your eyes and hummed to the tune of the song. 

“This has become one of my favorite places so fast.” You hear Baekhyun say.

You open your eyes and look up at him, “me too. I could sit here for forever.”

You sit in silence as the rest of the song passes, still staying quiet as            
What a Wonderful World X Can’t Help Falling in Love with You by Renee Dominique passes as well; just taking in the sweet smell and scenery of the forest from both of your branches. Looking up, you can see a pool of tree tops and the clouds slowly pass you by.

“It’s 1:30pm already.” Baekhyun announces.

You look at him, shocked. “What? Already?”

“Should we go back to the cabin? Or do you want to explore some more?” He asks, climbing down the tree branch by branch.

You contemplate, “It’s up to you. I mean we could go back to the cabin to make lunch?”

“That sounds nice.” He brushes off the back of his jeans.

You take your backpack and put it your book and bottle of lemonade in it before putting it on. You climb down the tree, Baekhyun grabbing your waist to lift you down when you come into his reach.

“I love this tree.” You say while brushing off your dress.

“Me too, I hope we can find it again.” He looks at the tree with such adoration.

You take off your backpack and unzip it, “I have an idea.” Taking out the hammer, you wedge the flat end into part of the tree, stripping it of the bark. It takes a minute, but soon there’s a patch of bare wood in front of you. “Give me the knife.” Baekhyun reaches into his back pocket and hands it to you, flipping the blade out so you could carve into the tree.

[The first initial of your name]’s And B’s Cool Tree.

You step back, satisfied. Baekhyun takes the knife from your hand. You see him carve something below both of your initials, seeing when he steps back that he had carved the Deathly Hallows. “There, perfect.” He whispers under his breath. You stand admiring it for a while before reaching to untie the scarf from around your head, wrapping it around one of the low hanging branches and tying it into a knot. You smile “There. Now it’s perfect.”

You make your way back to the cabin, shoulder to shoulder with Baekhyun the entire way, laughing and talking about random things.

You walk into the cabin, setting your bag down on one of stools to the kitchen island. “What should we eat for lunch?” You open the fridge contemplating.

“Y/n.” Baekhyun says behind you.

You turn around and gasp at how close he is to you. He steps forward, his chest pressing up against yours. He cups your face and brings his lips down to yours as you place your hands on his chest. His lips tasted like lemonade and you wanted more. He placed his hands at your hips and licked your bottom lip, deepening the kiss. You welcomed him into your mouth, his tongue tasting even more like lemonade. He backed you up till you were against the fridge, your hands threading through his hair. The kiss began to get heated quickly. He tapped your thigh as a sign to jump up and wrap your legs around his waist. He presses into you, grinding and leaving open mouthed kisses down your jaw.

“Baekhyun” you moan, feeling him getting harder and harder. “Bedroom.”

He starts to carry you down the hallway until you reached your shared room, setting you down on the bed. His lips suck on the sweet spot below your ear, your breath hitching in your throat. You tug town his suspenders and untuck his shirt, undoing the buttons with excited hands. You push his shirt off, your hands immediately roam his toned body, biting your lip. Baekhyun’s hands start unzipping your dress in the back. You stand, the dress pooling at your feet. The dress had built in cups so you had decided earlier to not wear a bra, Baekhyun’s eyes scanning your bare chest. “Shit.” He whispers to himself before pulling you to him, his lips on your collarbone. His lips travel lower, taking your left nipple into his mouth, sucking and moving his tongue in circles before taking the other into his mouth and doing the same.

“Baek.” You arch into him and he pushes you back until you’re laying on the bed.

You start to scoot upwards Baekhyun climbing up your body, spreading your legs to let him in between as he attacks your lips with his.

You reach down to unbutton his jeans, pushing them down his legs before he sits up and removes them all the way, throwing them somewhere in the room. You palm his length through his boxers, feeling him groan into mouth. His fingers start playing with the hem of your panties to ask permission, you lift your hips to give him access. He discards them and running his hands up and down the inside of your thighs. A long finger starts to trail up and down your core, feeling how wet you are.

“Are you sure?” He looks into your eyes.

You nod, “Baekhyun please,” You grip him harder. He sighs and closes his eyes at the pleasure. Letting you finally pull his boxers down, revealing his cock that you had gloriously seen a couple days ago.

You run your thumb over the tip, spreading his precum as enters a finger into you, making you gasp followed by a breathy moan.

You wrap your hand around him, pumping him at the same slow pace before he adds another finger, his thumb circling your clit. “God. Baekhyun.” You throw your head back, closing your eyes.

“Fuck baby.” He groans into your neck, beginning to slowly thrust into your hand.

You push his hand away from you so you could grind on his cock, “Baekhyun please.“ 

That’s when he finally positions himself at your entrance, his tip trailing up and down you, spreading your wetness onto him.

He guides his tip into you, “Fuck you’re so fucking tight.” He hisses, bringing his lips down to yours. You close your eyes at the stretch. “Wait fuck. You aren’t a virgin are you?” He looks at you in panic.

You smile at his wide-eyed expression, “No, this is my third.” you say while you run your hands up and down his arms, feeling how they flex under your touch.

He nods and kisses you again, stopping before entering you inch by inch. Once he’s fully in he pauses kisses your forehead, “Tell me when okay?” You wait a couple seconds before lifting your hips up to signal him to move.

He pulls almost all the way out before sinking back into you slowly. He does this a couple more times, each time becoming more and more pleasurable.

You place one hand on his shoulder, the other in his dark hair. “Faster.” He slowly picks up his speed, thrusting into you until you become a moaning mess.

He lifts your left leg and wraps it around his waist, hitting you deeper than you could ever imagine. “FUCK BAEKHYUN RIGHT THERE” You scream, digging your nails into his shoulders as he brings you to total ecstasy. Sweat and sex filling the room.

“You’re so fucking wet.” Baekhyun moans, his eyes shut tight. He opens his eyes and looks down between your two bodies, shamelessly watching himself leave and enter you in a fast pace, reaching down to rub circles into your clit, drawing gasps from your aching throat.

“I-I fuck, Baek I’m gonna,” You breathed out. He rubbed your clit harder, angling his hips to meet your spot perfectly. You scream his name as your high washes over you, his lips sucking at your neck, all while continuing his ministrations.

As you come down from your orgasm, Baekhyun sits back into a sitting position, lifting you into his lap, “Are you okay baby? Can you keep going?” His voice is deep and raspy, sending tingles straight down to your center.You kiss his neck and nod, guiding him back into you.

You start to bounce on his lap, his hands wrapped around your waist to lift you up and down, your own hooked around his neck. His head is thrown back, mouth slightly parted, letting out the most gorgeous groans and small moans as you bounce on top of him. You feel your head spinning when he starts to thrust upwards into you at a fast pace.

The only sound in the room is the sound of skin on skin and loud moans; both bodies glowing in a sheet of sweat and pure bliss.

His fingers dig into your sides, “Fuck- baby- I don’t have- a condom on.” Moaning and sighing in between each word.

“It’s okay I’m.. I’m on birthco… birth control.” You choke out, reassuringly looking him in the eyes.

“Baekhyun I’m gonna cum again.” You whine, pulling his hair.

“Cum.” He demands, thrusting into you even harder

You throw your head back and cum for the second time, your body dropping into him, legs shaking. Holding you up by the waist, his eyebrows furrow with concentration, thrusts becoming sloppy and moans more high pitched.

He thrusts a few more times, his face buried into your neck; a mixture of moans and your name leave his lips as he cums.

Baekhyun lays back, pulling you with him. “Shit.” he says, breathless.

“Shit.” You retaliate, equally as breathless. You roll off of him so you’re laying next to him.

“Are you okay?” His arms wrap around you.

You laugh, “I’m more than okay right now.”

“Good,” he laughs back. “Me too. Come on, lets go shower.” He picks you up bridal style and carries you into the bathroom.

Once you two are in the shower, you wet your hair and reach for the shampoo bottle. Baekhyun slaps your hand away. “I wanna wash your hair.” HIs smile bright. 

They really weren’t lying when they said the after sex glow is a thing, Baekhyun is radiating.

He pours a puddle of shampoo onto your head and uses his long fingers to massage it into your hair. You close your eyes at the feeling.

“So,” He says, fingers still massaging your head. “What house do you think you’d be in if you were at Hogwarts?”

You chuckle at his spontaneous question. “Gryffindor.”

“Hmm why?” He tilts your head back so the water can run through your hair.

“Every quiz I’ve ever taken has always said I would be in Gryffindor, and I feel more connected to that house than the rest.” You grab his shoulders, almost losing your balance. “What about you?”

“Me too. And I’m Harry Potter remember, so I’d be in Gryffindor anyway.” He spreads a glob of conditioner over your head.

“You dork.”


You sit on one of the kitchen island stools, wet hair dripping down your back as you wait for Baekhyun to make you both Spaghettios. You watch as he empties both cans into two bowls and puts one in the microwave, doing the same with the other.

“So..” He turns around to face you, “Are you really in love with me?”

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A/N: WOW WOW WOW. Thank you for reading! Don’t forget to leave requests, comments, your critique, etc., In my ask box/submission box ❤

Stay tuned for pt. 5, the Spice Train has only just left the station and there’s a long track ahead of it ;).

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I’ve been seeing a lot of pictures with Shawn and this band on his wrist. And I couldn’t help but imagine // Saying goodbye to Shawn before he leaves for Milan. Your hair is in a messy bun, and you had thrown a headband over it just to keep the loose strands from falling in your eyes. Shawn just holds you in his arms, inside the doorway of your apartment. He doesn’t want to leave you again, he just returned home, but work is work, and you know both know that he has to go. At least this time will be a short trip, but it still doesn’t make the goodbye hurt any less. While he’s kissing you, his hand goes up to your cheek, accidentally brushing the headband and causing it to fall off your head. You break the kiss and both chuckle at the interruption. He grabs the headband from where it caught on your bun, doubling it and putting it over his wrist before finishing saying goodbye to you. It isn’t until after he’s already gone that you realize that he forgot to give your headband back.

1031 // Jeff Atkins

A/N: This is easily one of my favorites. 

Named after: Literally. The date of Halloween.


You finished applying your green lipstick and smiled at your reflection when you were done. It was Halloween night and Montgomery De La Cruz was throwing one of the biggest parties of the year. You had decided to go as an alien, throwing your hair into a high ponytail to complement your antenna headband.

By the time you got to Montgomery’s house, you could hear the music from down the road. You had come with a few of your friends from the dance team and lost them immediately as you stepped in. Lost in the wave of what seemed like the whole school, you passed a cat, a vampire, a kid from your English class in a banana suit, and quite a few slutty nurses. When you made your way to the kitchen to grab a drink, you ran into some of the jocks.

“Y/N! You made it!”, you turned to see a slightly intoxicated Monty, smiling brightly at you.

He wrapped his arms around you pulling you into a tight hug. You and Monty were pretty good friends, you kept him out of trouble when you could and when you couldn’t, you lied to the athletic trainers at school so they could give you ice, which you then gave to Monty for his knuckles.

“Yeah I did!” you mumble into him.

He lets you go and starts work on pouring you a drink.

“Are you going to grace us with your dance moves tonight?” he asks, giving you a knowing look as he passes you a solo cup.

You laugh briefly, you were known to frequent the middle of a circle at parties, but more notably, if you were too drunk, you were known to dance on tables until someone would pull you off.

“Yeah, maybe after a few of these” you answered cheekily as you took a sip.

He laughed, nodding along as you two talked for a while. Three drinks later you were interrupted by Sherri who was pulling at your wrist.

“This is your SONG!” she squealed.

You raised your cup to Montgomery who looked very amused before you placed it on the kitchen counter.

He yelled a quick, “Don’t break my tables!”, as you left his sight.

You laughed and looked back at him to yell back ‘No promises’ but instead, your gaze was met by Jeff Atkins who took your place near the hot head.

Despite the fact that you had both went to the majority of parties thrown and shared a mutual friend in Montgomery, you and the baseball player had surprisingly never crossed paths before. Of course you knew of him, not only was he Monty’s best friend, he was the Jeff Atkins.

Before you could react, you were pulled into the throng of sweaty teenagers and you forgot all about the baseball player as the music took control.

The group of students formed into a circle around you and Sheri left your wrist as she stood with them. You shook your head, over dramatically rolling your eyes as you tried to get out of the circle. To no avail, Sheri and the girls from the dance team pushed you back in. You stuck your tongue in your cheek and glanced around the group of students now cheering your name to get you started.

Right before you decided to go along to the beat of Ciara’s ‘1,2 Step’ you caught a glance of Jeff standing right at the edge of the circle. You winked at him before beginning, your years of hip hop classes making use of itself as Missy Elliot’s verse started.

You decided to call it a day after she finished rapping, moving to leave and let someone else take your place.

You were hot from dancing, and let your hair down as you made your way outside, where it was much quieter.

“Y/N!” someone called out.

You stopped and turned to see Jeff making his way over to you, smiling when he reached you.

“That was awesome! I didn’t know you were such a good dancer.”

You exhaled a ‘ha’ through your nose, amused by his compliment.

“Thanks, I mean I would hope so…I am captain of the dance team” you answered.

He laughed, shaking his head.

“Yeah… Monty told me.”

“Monty told you?” you questioned.

“Mhm, I asked him who the cute alien girl he was talking to was and he told me everything.”

You smiled at his subtle attempt at flirting with you.

“Cute alien girl huh?” you prompted.

He dropped his head for a moment.

“Very. Cute alien girl.” he corrected himself, poking one of the antennae on your head.

You cheesed at him, removing the headband from your head and taking the baseball cap off of his, offering to switch. He chuckled, going along with you as he placed the antennae on himself.

“Now we’re both cute aliens” you assure him, placing the cap on your head.

His mouth opened slightly but he was lost for words. You checked him out quickly when you had the opportunity.

“So what were you supposed to be? A baseball player?” you say in an attempt to keep the conversation going.

He shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Yeah, the guys thought it would be cool to do a Sandlot sort of thing. I guess it’s kind of st-”

“Oh my god, you’re Benny!” you interrupted him.

He looked back up at you, surprised you knew the movie.

“You watched Sandlot?” he questioned.

“Are you kidding me? Benny “The Jet” Rodriguez was my first love!”

The tips of Jeff’s ears turned red as he nodded, silently urging you to elaborate.

“Fourth grade me used to pray that he would be my first kiss, god, it was so embarrassing!” you continued.

Now it was your turn to blush cause the way Jeff was looking at you made you weak in the knees.

“I feel like that could be arranged” he offered.

You were impressed by his confidence and mustered up some of your own.

“It wouldn’t be my first kiss, but-”

“It would be your best though.” He smirked when you looked at him, clearly flustered.

“That’s a bold statement there Atkins” you challenged.

You could feel the tension between the two of you building as he moved closer to you.

He smirked as he readjusted his cap to go backward on your head, nodding along with you.

“I stand by my statement.”

Your breath hitched and you bit your lip again. His hand met your chin and his thumb pulled your bottom lip out from between your teeth. He glanced back to your eyes, asking for permission.

You just barely nodded as your eyes shut and Jeff’s lips met yours. His lips were soft and the alcohol only enhanced the butterflies in your stomach. He was right, it was the best kiss you had ever had.

He pulled away, moving both of his hands down to your waist.

“And?” he asked, licking his lips.

“Mmmm I don’t think so Atkins” you answered cheekily.

He laughed before kissing you again, this time more passionately. His hands tightened at your hips as he moved the both of you. Your arms found their way to wrapping around his neck as your back hit the wall of the house. His tongue teased at your lips and you opened your mouth immediately. He tasted like cheap beer and you were sure you did too, but fuck. This was everything.

When he pulled away, you were breathless. Your head hit his chest as you giggled, nodding slightly.

“Alright, you were right” you mumbled into him.

He smiled placing his head atop of yours.

“You think my lips are green now?”

Lance Spa

Am I trying to get rid of all the drafts on my files??? You ask????

….Nooooo…..Yes.


Coran yelps in surprise when a tanned hand slaps him on the top of his own and the small yellow circle falls from his grasp.

“Coran!” Lance scolds, green face mask already in place as he glares down at the altean, “What did we say about eating our beauty material?”

Coran hums, tilting his head to the side in fake innocence. “Uh…to sneak in during the night so Number Two wouldn’t catch us?”

Lance opens his mouth before he closes it and then he shrugs. “Yeah, okay, to avoid a certain death with Hunk for stealing his creations, but after that?”

The mustached man chuckles, raising both hands up in surrender. “Not to eat the beauty material because it’s important for your baby butt skin.”

Lance nods proudly, handling Coran a pair of new small eye patches. “No eating. These beauties will help to ease the dark bags under your eyes. Believe me, they have done wonders to Pidge, in the few times that I had been able to catch her.”

Coran frowns as he eyes both circles intensely. “Okay, but are you sure they are not for eating? Because these look strangely alike of our dinner from two night ago.”

Lance stays quiet for a few ticks before -

“So okay, they might also work as food.”

“Ah-HA! I knew it!”


“Shiro, I swear to King Alfor that if you try to scratch your face and ruin my beautiful work one more time I will actually kick that round butt of yours with only a small spark of guilt.”

“Ew.” Keith deadpans, still laying on the edge of the bed upside down, his own face mask still in place along with purple eye patches, “TMI, I don’t need to know how round Shiro’s butt is, thanks.”

Lance sends him an unimpressed glare before he turns to his leader.

“It itches!” Shiro whines, fingers twitching with anticipation, hovering right above his right cheek, “This is torture, you said this was relaxing.”

“It would be, if you would stop whining. Your skin is so dry that it takes time to settle down and accept the nutrients from the face goo mask.”

“Oh, jeez, I’m so sorry that I didn’t kept up with moisturizing my face back in the Galra Arena.”

Lance doesn’t look impressed and only narrows his eyes in warning when Shiro’s prosthetic gets closer to his cheek. “Put that hand down, Mister Dove.”

Shiro shots him his own mean glare at the nickname. “Stop calling me like the soap brand, Lance.”

“You rejected ‘Mister White Bunny Butt’, man! There are only a few left before I run out of nicknames.”

“I like Mister Schunk.”

“Shut the quiznak up, Keith.”


“Hunk, the purpose of your headband is to keep the goo out of your hair, buddy, not to smear it completely on your entire lion mane.” Lance chuckles shaking his head in amusement, hands still working skillfully on Pidge’s hair as he watches the older teen pulls a face while lifting up one of his goo covered bangs.

“I didn’t think this thing was going to be so hard to handle!” Hunk huffs, gagging one or two times as he removes the rest of the goo from his hair, “Do I really need the goo mask, Lance?”

Lance rolls his eyes. “Fine, you big toddler, you can use other option. There’s a small plain disc on the left corner of my sink. Pick that one up, soak it with water and rubs it against your face for twenty ticks before rinsing and repeating two more times.”

“That’s sounds like a great idea.” Hunk nods, standing up from the floor and heading to the bathroom, yellow robe from his pj’s set left behind on the ground.

Lance chuckles before he turns to Pidge when the young girl hums to catch his attention.

“You do realize that he’s going to notice that those ‘small plain discs’ are his precious cookies, right?” She asks, computer on her lap, typing lazily as Lance continues to braid her hair.

Lance snorts. “Psh, as if! He’s never going to notice -”

There’s a shout followed by a cry of indignation coming from the bathroom and then both teens on the bed freeze.

“Lance!” Hunk calls from behind the bathroom’s door, “Are those my cookies from this morning¡?”

“…No.”


“And then, then the General has the audacity to wave his hand at me as if my input wasn’t important and he says the total opposite of what the meeting was trying to archive!” Allura scoffs, one hand in the air to express her frustration and mumbling a quick apology when the hand Lance is nail-painting moves the slightest from his lap, “Can you believe that? Even the King looked bewildered by the unnecessary input from his own General! We had to have a second meeting without him to finally come to an agreement and a peace treaty.”

Lance whistles, eyes still on Allura’s nails as he passes the pink brush over them. “Jeez, that sounds exhausting, ‘Llura.”

“Ugh, it was!” Allura whines, throwing her head back before sighing and dropping it on Lance’s shoulder, “Come with me next time, please? This is the last time I let you miss a diplomatic meeting just to have a date with Keith.”

Lance chuckles, blowing on her nails for a tick before he hums and drops her hand. “Sure, no problem, and by the way, Keith told me to tell you ‘thank you’, he really appreciated having some free time.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Allura waves her hand with a small teasing smile before she coos at the sight of her nails, “Oh, Lance! Is this a new color?”

Lance winks. “Yup! I found it today at the mall, but that’s not the best thing, put them under the light and move it slowly.”

Allura does as told and gasps when small sparkly points start appearing over the nail polish. “Oh my gosh, Lance!”

The brunet laughs when the princess launches at him, wrapping his arms around her to return the hug. “You know I don’t come from the mall without something sparkly from you, Princess!”

“Thank you, honestly!” Allura sighs contently, pushing back the hug to look down at her hand again, gaze fond and warm before she raises her head, “Okay, now is your turn!”

Lance raises his hands in mock surrender. “Alright, alright, but if you paint my nails neon pink again, I won’t let you choose the color ever again!”

“They were pretty!”

“We will not repeat the Neon Accident!”