~im not even putting this under a read more because it needs to be seen

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anonymous said: GIRL!!! imma need you to write something about jungkook teasing a girl with a popsickle and making her suck it (bc idk he might have seen her w one a few moments before) then getting it off of her mouth and slowly making her get down on her knees and put the popsickle right new to his crotch AND U KNOW WHAT TO WRITE AFTER THAT!!! PEACE!!! Keep this message even if you wont use this idea it okeeee (i just pictured taehyung doing it im so gone bye!!!!!!!

Originally posted by jinkooks

word count: 1.9k
genre: smut [oral]

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— off limits | 04 (m)

pairing— kim seokjin x reader
genre/warnings— smut, dom! Jin, dare I say fluff…? followed by an ‘oh shit’ moment
words— 12,051

:: summary— you’ve been lusting after your brother’s best friend for a while now, ever since you met him at a house party, flirting it up a storm as you failed to realise who the other was. That was months ago now and things are still awkward, but you can’t ignore the sexual tension that’s simmers between the two of you…and it keeps getting worse…

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Caged (5)

Synopsis: What happens when Loki meets someone who actually calls him on his bullshit instead of running and hiding?
Word Count : 1017
A/N: Please send me some prank ideas for the next part, I don’t feel like I have nearly enough in it! Also hit me up with your thoughts and feels?

Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four

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Ride Me Baby *Part 3* (Harry Styles Mature Mini Series)

Originally posted by hipsterharrey

Hiya guys, so finally I’m getting this chapter up. I am beyond over whelmed with the feedback ive been getting from this series and I cant be more thankful for you guys reading it and enjoying it! I hope you enjoy this chapter! –K

**WARNING, EXPLICIT AND DETAILED CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK** +18

Word Count: 5,869

Y/N’s POV
As I stood there speechless staring at Kendall as she was staring at Harry then glaring back at me like I had done something wrong. Has Harry been cheating on me with her this whole time? My heart started to sink at the thought. Harry and Kendall did date for a while but broke up because of the public always stalking them or taking pictures 24/7, so for all I know Harry might still have feelings for her and sleeping with her behind everyone’s backs. And by his reaction it seemed like he was happy to see her, even though I was standing right there. “Your faces are priceless, cant believe you fell for that one” Kendall started to laugh uncontrollably as she stood clapping her hands applauding her performance. “What the fuck Ken?” Harry’s face slightly changed into a crooked smile as he joined in with her laughter. “What are you doing here? Please come in” He steps backwards as she walked into our room, with her long legs and flat stomach that was on show under her crop top. She is so beautiful, why did he leave her for me? “Y/N?” My head shot up as I was startled out of my train of thought. “Sorry?” “How are you doing sweetie?” Kendall came over to great me with a hug, which I accepted. I had to. Ive never really sat down and got to know Kendall to know what she is like. She is so sweet and polite, I have no hate against her. But for some reason I don’t like her either. “Im good thanks how are you?” “Good, how are you guys enjoying your trip?” “Yeah its great, Y/N has always wanted to come here so I surprised her for our anniversary” Harry butted in as we walked into our kitchen. “Oh my god I’m so sorry I interrupted, I seen that you guys were here so I thought it would be rude not to come down and say hi” She giggled as her stare as with Harry through out the whole conversation. Now I know why I don’t like her. “Aw thank you for popping in Ken” His stare was with her, again. I don’t know whether I’m reading too much into this situation but with the atmosphere it seemed like he was glad to see her or something, I don’t know.

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Heeeey, Heey Baby! (Hu, Ha!)

I felt like you deserved to read something funny again as I’ve only been writing angst and porn lately. If you don’t know the Hey Baby song by DJ Otzi yet…I don’t even know what to say. It’s iconic. Go listen.


Draco was sleeping. Deeply. Blissfully. He was warm and content. Comfortable. 

Unfortunately, he was also very unwillingly waking up. His mind was slowly becoming more and more aware of the faint tap followed by an even softer plop that sounded against his window every now and then.

He opened his eyes. An even louder tap sounded against the window accompanied by the sound of two muffled male voices coming from somewhere below the balcony. The owners of the voices obviously thought they were being quiet judging by the stage whisper quality of the sound. Whispers my ass, Draco huffed. They would wake a basilisk from its sleep.

He got out of the warm embrace of the bed and grumpily put on his nightgown. If it was that village drunkard with his equally inebriated friend again, he swore he’ll be calling the Aurors on them. Enough was enough.

He strode to the balcony door, opened it and stepped out into the warm summer night air.

‘’What in Merlin’s mighty melon sized balls is goin – ‘’

He stopped mid his own stage whispered yell as his gaze fell to a very tall, very red haired man who was only staying upright because he was supported by a very familiar black haired, brown skinned, bespectacled idiot. Said idiot was simultaneously holding the stumbling redhead in place and trying to pick up another stone from the ground. Presumably to throw it at the window again.

Draco sighed heavily as he leaned against the railing defeated. There will be no need to call the Aurors; two of them were already here and if the law was to be acknowledged they’d have to arrest themselves.

‘’What the hell are you two doing under the bloody balcony in the middle of the night?’’

Instead of getting a comprehensive response, Harry upon noticing him shook Ron wildly and pointed in Draco’s direction whispering ‘’Ohmigod, Ron. He’s here.’’ His eyes were wide and his outstretched hand unsteady. Draco opened his mouth to say something, but before he could get anything out, he heard Potter mutter ‘one two three’ under his breath waving his hand downwards on the count of three as he puffed hi chests out, opened his mouth and practically screamed ‘’HEEEEY, HEEY BABY!’’

‘’HU, HA!’’ Weasley helpfully bellowed. Apparently, he was taking over the role of a backup singer.

Draco was taking over the role of a martyr.

‘’I WANNA KNOOOOOOOW IF YOU’D BE MY GIRL.’’ There, Harry stopped abruptly looking confused. He turned to Ron, who was still singing ‘hu, ha’ under his breath and shouted ‘’NO!’’ directly at his face.

Weasley made a face ‘’Wha-?’’

Wide eyed and disappointed Harry responded ‘’Rooon! ‘S wrong, the song. He’s not a girl! Ohmigod, you think he’ll hate me now?’’ He looked on the verge of tears. ‘’I don’t want ‘im to be my girl Ron. I want ‘im to be my boyfriend.’’

Draco wondered exactly how many gallons of beer accompanied by stronger shots were needed to bring them both to this state.

‘’Potter!’’ he shouted. ‘’I’m right here and I can literally hear every word you say!’’ Harry’s eyes widened even more while Weasley continued looking completely unfazed. In fact, Draco was contemplating whether Weasley had even noticed him yet.

In that exact moment Ron’s mouth fell wide open and he looked like something really brilliant dawned on him. Draco feared for what was coming next.

‘’Haaaary! I fixed it! I fixed it!’’ he looked so happy Draco couldn’t even begrudge him what came next. Ron tilted his head upwards and started singing at the top of his voice ‘’HEEEEEY, HEEY BABY!’’

‘’HU, HA’’ Harry said with such vigour he swayed dangerously.

‘’I WANNA KNOOOOOOOW IF YOU’D BE MY BOY?!’’ He turned to Harry presumably in hopes of him recognizing his brilliance.

He wasn’t disappointed; Harry’s mouth fell open and he gasped in awe ‘’Ohhhh! Ronnn! You fixed it!’’ They then looked at each other knowingly and turned to face Draco in unison.

Uh, oh.

‘’HEEEEY, HEEY BABY!’’

‘’HU!

‘’HA!’’

‘’I WANNA KNOOOOOOOOOOW IF YOU’D BE MY BOOOOY?!’’

Then they suddenly stopped. Apparently the song either ended there or they didn’t know the rest of the lyrics.

Or neither of the above, Draco realized as he noticed Harry looking up at him full of endearing hope smiling expectantly and quite clearly awaiting an answer. Oh dear Merlin, he was wooing him.

Draco’s head dropped onto his forearms resting on the railing. There was some scuffling below him and he heard Potter demand quietly ‘give ‘em to me’. He raised his head and behold: In his hands, Potter was clutching what had to be the ugliest most unfortunately rumpled bouquet Draco had ever seen in his life. In fact, it looked very much like lettuce with a few giant roses included in the mess.  

Draco narrowed his eyes. Those roses looked suspiciously familiar.

‘’Harry…’’ he said with wariness in his voice, ‘’where are those roses from?’’

A dark hand carefully pointed in the direction of the neighbour garden. Draco’s regard followed the line of the pointing finger towards the exact rosebush he most feared the flowers came from. The bush was all bent and rumpled. It looked exactly as if two grown men had just fallen into it. Draco closed his eyes and counted to ten.

‘’Harry,’’ he said as calmly as possible, ‘’you do realise those are Mrs Prickletosh’s roses?’’ there was a definite strain in his voice. ‘’You know, the lady who talks to her rose bushes as if they were her only love in the world and has actually hexed children for smelling them.’’

Harry’s eyes went wide with fear and he looked around wildly while Weasley stilled completely as if smelling trouble.

Potter looked up at him and with a tremor in his voice softly said ‘’Oh shit. Your neighbour is Mrs Prickletosh too?’’

‘’Bloody hell!’’ Draco shouted throwing his arms in the air not even caring who heard anymore. ‘’POTTER! YOU FUCKING LIVE HERE!’’ Harry’s jaw dropped open as Draco continued ‘’We’ve been together for years, you tit.’’

Harry just stood there for a second, jaw open and tears of wonder in his eyes, then he grabbed an extremely confused Ron around his midriff, lay his head on his chest and proceeded to sob into it. ‘’Ohmigod, Ron. He already is my boyfriend. He already loves me.’’

Draco rubbed at his temples tiredly, but he couldn’t deny that his heart skipped a beat at Harry’s mention of love. Love him he did. Stupidly, unexpectedly, preposterously and – unconditionally.

Harry was still sobbing into Ron’s chest as Weasley awkwardly patted his back muttering something like ‘why you crying ‘bout love, mate’.

Draco ‘s lips cured up into a warm smile.

‘’For Merlin’s sake, get your two sorry asses inside, you tossers.’’

justallthedalish  asked:

I just read your Momo post and while i generally agree about it she's not really a common body type. And I say that for one reason. Her boobs are way to big for someone that skinny and athletic. Woman that naturally thin and muscular generally won't have much because since the fat get burned off (also cause hers are disproportionately large) And even then to be able to do the large amounts of fighting she does she'd need a high impact sports bra. Add that and the costume is better and realistic

i think the problem here is that i used only anime screen shots, which hirokoshi did not draw himself, bc i was making more of an emotional point than one specifically about her body and outward appearance

in the wiki it says this about her power and use of fat cells

“Momo’s body breaks down fat at a molecular level, which will then be re-used as material for her to shape into objects with her Quirk.[2] Because of this, considerable ingestion of food is necessary for the Quirk to be effective. This means she would likely become extremely under weight if used too much.“

momo has the quirk equivalent of an extremely high metabolism

so she must keep eating and constantly keep up her weight to properly use her quirk, and to not accidentally become underweight through overuse of her quirk

now check out this manga panel straight from the hands of horikoshi

SHE IS THICK

SHE HAS BELLY ROLLS, THICK THIGHS, THICK ARMS

you can tell that in the original art her boobs actually look PERF for her body type.

still the biggest in the class but they look naturally big

not like outrageous anime big haha

even in the anime character refs her boobs look perf for her body imo

a lot of the problem comes in how they are animated but thats on the production company, not on horikoshi

im guessing changes were made simply bc it was cheaper/easier to animate this way

HERE’S SOME MORE MANGA PICS SO EVERYONE CAN SEE HOW PERF MOMO’S TATAS FIT HER BOD THO

and about her not having a sports bra

“Her hero costume consists of a simple red skin-tight outfit that exposes most of the center of her torso, arms and legs, with a large light gold belt so she can more freely use her Quirk.”

any more fabric would limit what her quirk can produce
and as my buddy @arr-jim-lad just pointed out to me this is probably a big reason as to why she did poorly during the tournament
she could only use what she could make from her arms since they were all required to wear their gym uniform so no one has an unfair advantage

omg also when i said it was a super common body type i didnt mean “athletic bod + big boobs”

i meant its super common for lots of teens to go from flat chested child to big boobed child so fast they have no idea what to do about it, and they can be completely unaware of the change for a while. according to her wiki she’s 15 so its not only possible but entirely probable her character is just unaware of how her hero costume looks beyond “this is the most functional outfit”

i mean if it were made only for sex appeal why would horikoshi put a book of references on the back

“The Yaoyorictionary: This equipment is made of lexicon compiling all the constructs and materials that comes to Momo’s mind. It also has magnets attached to the cover and inside pages so that it doesn’t open or fall.”

damn what a sexy book

its not mentioned much in the anime but if you look up these characters on their wiki it describes in great detail the purposes behind their costumes

its not at all just aesthetics, everything about their designs has a very unique function to greater utilize their quirks!!

((imo uraraka’s is especially interesting!! really you should check it out!!))

AND THIS IS WHY I APPRECIATE HORIKOSHI

NOTHING IS THERE FOR NOTHING

EVERYTHING HAS A GREATER MEANING AND PURPOSE AND ITS FANTASTIC 

yes he didnt have to make a teenager w large breasts w a quirk that used her skin.

but i love that he did

bc he found a way to do it and make it natural and completely unsexualized

despite what the angries on tumblr would have you believe, there is absolutely no instances of momo being sexualized over her body or outfit by anyone other than mineta, and even then most characters act like he doesnt exist (except the blessed frog and lovely jiro who usually beat him for it)

AND AS SOMEONE WHO WAS A TEEN W LARGE BOOBS WHO HAS RARELY SEEN THIS TYPE OF CHARACTER IN ANYTHING WITHOUT BEING HORRIBLY SEXUALIZED YOU BETTER BELIEVE I ADORE MOMO AND HER PRACTICALITY AND REALISTIC BEHAVIOR ♡♡♡

tealey  asked:

hey love u probably have already gotten this request but if and when u get time could u write the apartment neighbor au for bts hyung line?? thanks a billion!! i love u and ur work so so much! 🌷💗

i got a couple requests for it, so here it is the hyung line x neighbor au!!
find the maknae line (here)

Namjoon 

  • lives like a recently graduated student,,,,,meaning he has barely any actual furniture in his house aside from bookshelves, a bed, and a desk
  • but namjoon likes the minimalist vibe,,,like he doesn’t need much just his essentials at his desk, maybe a couple signed photographs he’s hung up near his computer and dried flowers near the window
  • more than anything he likes having a lot of space to move around because he likes to walk in circles when he thinks and he doesn’t like it if he ends up like slipping on something or walking into a table 
  • plus the more furniture there is,,,,,,the more a safety hazard he is 
  • but one distinct thing about namjoon is i think he’d have a really good smelling apartment,,,,,,like he’d light candles because no matter what anyone says he’s a soft romantic at heart. like it’s deep down, but he is
  • has a habit of brushing his teeth at the morning sink and not in the bathroom because he falls asleep at his desk and not actually in his bed LOL
  • he’s the buildings library. if someone mentions that they’ve been meaning to buy a book namjoon probably already has it and will lend it to them,,,,,,,,,,,but he’s like “please,,,,,,,,,,,,,,bring it back”. he’s emotionally connected to his books
  • and everyone is like “he looks so smart and so,,,,,upright and stoic” when in reality namjoon is a clumsy guy who tries to hold steaming hot coffee, a philosophy anthology, a notebook, and some bread all at once and you can imagine how that ends (very. badly)
  • and in reality he wishes more of the neighbors would see him as a down-to-earth kind of guy,,,,but then like he’ll tower over them and have this apathetic look on his face and they’re like “oh,,,,,oh my ,,,,,” and he only realized later when he’s alone that “i should,,,,,,smile more shouldn’t i”
  • but you’ve never been put off by him, if anything you’ve always really admired how Intellectual he seems and when you talk to him you always feel like you learn so much
  • and you’re always like “namjoon, tell me a cool fact!!” and he’s like “well did you know aristotle thought he could tell if a goat was female or male depending on which way the wind was blowing” and you’re looking at him like ,,,,,,,,,,,,amazing and he’s just like sORRy,,,,,it’s not cool right but you’re like no omg every time you manage to surprise me it’s fantastic
  • and you and him get along,,,,namjoon is really grateful for you because you’re always telling the neighbors that he’s fun even if they think he’s kind of stuffy
  • and so you would consider yourself friends by most standards,,,,but how close well you’re not sure
  • but what you do know is one night you’re walking back home from a hangout with some friends and you’re alone and it’s dark and you can hear footsteps behind you and you look back and there’s,,,,,,some dude???? who you’ve never seen before
  • and he speeds up and passes by you with a smile and you’re like huh. weird
  • but then,,,,,,the next day you see him again. and this goes on for a couple of weeks and all your friends are like ‘dude you have a stalker you need to tell someone’ and you’re like not sure because he’s never,,,,,,like he’s never spoken or touched you
  • but it scares you ofc and you decide that you shouldn’t go out alone at night,,,,,,but it so happens that you’ve run out of toothpaste and you’re like grumbling about having to go down and walk the alley to the nearest convenience store
  • but you remember your stalker and you get kind of panicked,,,,,so you decide to see if namjoon can help
  • and when you tell him he’s like “of course ill go with you,,,,,,but,,,,,,im not intimidating at all” and you’re like “namjoon,,,,,i think you’re a sweet person but you’re like hitting six feet and have a jawline that could cut someone. i think,,,,,,,you’ll be really helpful” and namjoon kinda tilts his head and he’s like “some people have told me i give off a scary vibe”
  • and you’re like no no not scary,,,,,but im pretty sure people don’t want to mess with you and it’d just make me feel safe to have you there
  • and namjoon gets up and gets his keys and he’s like let’s go
  • and it’s chilly in the night air, but you and namjoon are talking about how your week has been when suddenly from the corner of your eye you see that freaky dude and you instinctively step closer to namjoon who reads the panic on your face
  • and he leans down and is like “is he here?” and you’re like “yeah,,,he’s over there by that building” and namjoon flicks his gaze over to see the guy staring you two down
  • and namjoon doesn’t like the way his eyes are glued to your figure even from far away and so namjoon decides he should do something before that creep gets any ideas
  • so he flings his arm around your shoulder, pulling a surprised you into his side and speaking a bit louder he goes “you came out without a jacket, yah as a good BOYFRIEND i should keep you close so you’ll be warm!”
  • and you look up at the word boyfriend, but namjoon is still glaring over at the stalker who instantly tenses at the word boyfriend and namjoons narrowed, pissed off gaze
  • and before you know it the guys turned the corner of the building and disappeared and namjoon safely gets you to and from the store
  •  and the whole elevator ride up he’s like “that guy is really weird, you should tell the police” but you’re like,,,,,,,,thinking about the warmth of namjoon’s broad chest,,,,,,and how,,,,,your heart almost melted when he called himself your boyfriend
  • and namjoon has to wave his hand in your face for a bit to get your attention and when you snap out of it he gives a soft laugh and he’s like “i was worried you went into shock.” and you’re like “ah,,,,,”
  • and he’s like “i really should accompany you more often, that guy was looking at you like some kind of animal i don’t want to let you go anywhere al-” and you’re like “i want that too, i want you to,,,,,” and you kind of clam up and namjoon is like hmm and you’re like under your breath you’re like “like,,,,,a boyfriend,,,,my actual boy,,,friend,,,,”
  • and you think he can’t hear you, but he does and his ears go pink and he’s like “ah- i ,,,,,i,,,,,,,,,,i can do that,,,,,” and you’re like wait really
  • and namjoon is like “this is going to sound really corny, but i didn’t want to let you go after pulling you into my arms. i guess you only feel that way with people you like?” and he smiles
  • that rare, beautiful smile and you like reach out and lightly take his hand and he feels your fingers lock and he’s like ,,,,,,,,,, and you’re like ,,,,,,,
  • but it’s cute you’re just standing there holding hands like two kids in love
  • also that stalker doesn’t even dare come around anymore. he accidentally ran into namjoon alone at the bus stop and namjoon ever so casually was like “you get near my s/o again and you won’t see the light of day. cough cough”

Yoongi

  • specifically asked for the basement apartment so he wouldn’t have any noisy neighbors and more than anything he likes having his apartment dimly lit. bright lights aren’t his things 
  • didn’t bother buying a tv, splurged on having a second monitor and good soundboard for when he makes music
  • spends a lot of his time sitting in his desk chair with his feet like pulled to his chest, chewing on the end of his pen and just thinking
  • unfinished cold coffee in really old mugs litter his kitchen, along with flyers for fast-food that he never throws out
  • has a pet cat named ‘clef’ after the sheet music symbol and who is slightly overweight and spends fifty percent of his time sitting on yoongi’s keyboard when yoongi is trying to work
  • sometimes he makes his bedroom into a dark room where he can make prints of the photographs he’s taken that he then hangs up on the walls,,,,but like two weeks later he gets sick of them and takes them down to replace with new ones
  • lives in comfy hoodies and basketball shorts and jimin comes over and is like “hyung, there’s no windows since we’re all the way down here - but you should go out and get some light!!! right clef?” and yoongi and his cat are both like,,,,,it’s ok. we’ll sit here in the dark we like it
  • clef likes to bury his cat toys in yoongi’s bed so when yoongi does sleep like in his actual bed he always finds some kind of stuffed mouse or a bundle of feathers under his pillow and he’s like “clef,,,,,,,,again?”
  • you’ve been bestfriends with yoongi for as long as you can remember and you’re not really his “neighbor” because you live like 5 floors above him but you hangout at his place whenever
  • and you also run errands for him because you know how busy he works so if clef needs cat food or yoongi needs human food you’re there for him if like jin or jimin can’t do it
  • when you do stop by most of the time you lay on the couch with clef purring on your stomach as you read a book and yoongi works on his music. stopping every now and then to play something for you and ask how it sounds,,,,,like you’re not high maintenance friends who need to blab about anything. you two are content in each others silent presence
  • but this is not the same,,,,,,for yoongi’s other friends. like jin gets his whole Leave me In Peace thing going on but jimin and taehyung and hoseok are all like “yoongi,,,,,,let’s get you a social life”
  • and yoongi is like “pass” but these three,,,,,,you can’t like,,,,,you can’t stop them
  • and so when yoongi calls you with a please save me you end up sitting in his living room squished between jimin and hoseok and yoongi is like “for hells sake i don’t want to go on a date with someone I DONT EVEN KNOW”
  • and taehyung is like “here hyung, borrow my tie it might be too big tho,,,” and yoongi is like “im not going. blind dates never work out”
  • and you’re like “guys, let him not go.” and they’re like “NO he needs to see the sun. talk to people. clef is not your significant other yoongi, that person is out there! waiting ! for ! you!” 
  • and yoongi grunts and falls back into his desk chair like “clef is fine. he understands me”
  • but as usual, three against one never works out great and somehow you end up watching yoongi walk down the street, pulling at his collar and grumbling as his friends shout that he’ll have tonight, they promise
  • and when yoongi looks back. dressed for the first time in actual dress pants and a dress shirt, hair slicked back you’re like,,,,,,,,holy shit my bestfriend is hot
  • but all he says is “take care of clef. ill be back soon”
  • and you sit in his apartment, clef nuzzling against your face as you think about all the time you’ve spent with yoongi, how well you know him, how well you guys get along without that much communication and you pick up clef and you’re like “meow if you think i like yoongi” and clef is like “meow” and you’re like “meow again if he likes me,,,,,,” and clef just sticks his tongue out and you’re like gfhbklsjfds but two minutes later you hear the gentle “meow” and you’re like,,,,,,,sighs,,,,,i should have told him when i had the chance
  • and yoongi gets home pretty late, like midnight and when you open the door he’s like “,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,it was horrible”
  • and immediately like leans forward into your arms and you’re like !?!??! because he’s never been big on skinship and you’re like “yoongi?”
  • and he steps inside, pushing you gently backwards as he buries his head into your neck and he’s like “,,,,,,,peoplemfsoannoyingmf”
  • and you’re like “i can’t hear you???” and he let’s go, looking into your eyes and he’s like “people are so annoying.” and you kind of awkwardly chuckle like “yes i thought you knew this”
  • and he’s still looking at you, more intense than ever before and you’re like ????? and he’s like “not you though. you’re never,,,,,,,annoying. i want you around all the time.”
  • and you blink a bit, feeling your face heat up because like WHAT is he saying but yoongi just keeps looking, letting his fingers trail lightly down your cheek before he buries his face in your neck once again
  • and you’re like “yoongi,,,,,what does this mean?” and he whispers, letting his lips press to the skin of your collarbone and he’s like
  • “it means that i don’t need blind dates. i don’t need to find someone for me, i already,,,,,,,,,,i already have you,,,,,,,”

Jin 

  • home is where the heart is,,,,,,,,and the heart is most pleased by food so guess who has a mario themed rice cooker and pan set ? THIS BOY (jin. i mean jin) 
  • but yes of course he’s the grandmaster chef who all of bangtan adores to and goes running to when they all remember they could probably set their own apartments on fire if they as much as tried to boil water
  • but like,,,,,,jin doesn’t only keep bangtan Fed,,,,,,he’s always like @ his neighbors like “i baked some cookies. i made some chicken. i actually bought too much lettuce once so i decided to hell with it and made a 5 course meal for 16 people you want to come over and have dinner with me?”
  • an actual angel is what im trying to get at here
  • but also an actual DORK his bedroom is just a bed full of mario plushies and he spends half of his days off laying upside down off his bed playing games on his phone like an actual child
  • like the most grown up thing about him is yes he can cook and actually has a first-aid kit and learned how to fix his fire alarm
  • but everything else is just,,,,,,,,,,him being as cozy as possible under his mario blanket in his mario pajamas playing a mario game on his old as hell gameboy that he begged the guy at the gamestop to fix for an obscene amount of money
  • like i don’t think jin goes out of his way to try and decorate his place or cater to an aesthetic, like his kitchen is stocked full of supplies and food and he has a stainless steal oven
  • but other than that it’s just,,,,,,,,,mario toys and a big sofa for him to enjoy said games and food on
  • he hates crumbs though. like taehyung came over and used his computer and the crumbs that go inbetween the keyboard literally made jin want to strangle him
  • oh how could i forgot: pink bath curtains 
  • and you don’t know him all that well, just that he’s unbelievably gorgeous and sweet and has a really loud laugh that you heard from an open window once and that you swore was the cutest thing in the world like how could someone laugh like that??? what purity
  • anyway you wish you could be his friend,,,he seems so positive and happy but you’re like ,,,,,,,,, he isn’t interested
  • until you get a knock on your door and it’s ???? jin and he’s like “heY do you know anything about acting?” and you’re like “i watch dramas?” and he’s like “good enough, i need some help”
  • and you let him in and you’re a bit confused but jin just sits on your carpet and hands you what looks like a script and he’s like i just graduated with an acting major and got a minor role for a friends performance,,,,,,,do you think you could read through the lines with me
  • and in your head you’re like,,,,,,,why ask me of all people
  • and jin like he basically can read your mind is like “i was going to ask namjoon to help me, but he couldn’t stop stuttering over the first three lines and i almost died,,,,,,sorry if this is random!!”
  • and you’re like no no it’s fine and so you look down at the script and your eyes nearly fall out because the first stage cue is literally ‘get on top of him’
  • and jin opens his arms and is like ‘come here so we can get in position’ and you’re like EXCUSE ME but you’re also like,,,,,,,he needs help he just graduated lsadfgjlefkt
  • so you like scoot a bit closer to him and jin is like “i know this is horribly awkward, but im gonna lay down and you can just like,,,,,pretend you’re doing a push up over me”
  • and you’re like ,,,,,,what in gods name,,,,,,,,,,,,but he’s so handsome and nice and you’re like let me try to do this and not DIE
  • but when you like put your hand on either side of his head and like try to keep yourself up you look down and there,,,,,is jin’s beautiful face and he’s like “this is a good workout”
  • and you can’t like you can’t help but burst into laughter and your arms go weak and you manage to like not fall onto him but like roll off onto the side and jin is like “pleASE,,,,i need to get through these lines” and you’re like “i can’t im sorry” and he’s like ;;;;;;; it’s ok i understand how this is like,,,,,,,,,,so weird
  • and you’re like “how about i just read through them with you”
  • and jin says that he’s thankful you haven’t kicked him out of your apartment yet for asking for something so crazy,,,,but you’re just blushing and trying to laugh it off 
  • and you get through the script but jin stops before a kiss scene and is like “thank you i think you really helped”
  • and you’re like “,,,,,,,i hope the performance goes well” and jin gives you his gummy smile that makes your heart skip a beat and he’s like “i do too”
  • but before he leaves he’s like “im sorry again,,,,,about the whole do a push up above me thing,,,,” and you’re like ,,,,,,,,, covering your face because you two were so close but it was so,,,,,,,so ,,,,,, funny
  • and he’s like “it’s gonna be hard not to think of you when i do that on stage though,,,,,,” and you’re like huh and he’s like “you looked so cute trying to hard, i really am sorry”
  • and your face heats up again because ok you were embarrassed before from the Situation and now he’s just being really Cheesy but like you’re loving every moment of it
  • and jin catches himself and is like “you probably think im weird, ill go” but you’re like “,,,,,,,,,,no it wasn’t bad it was fun”
  • and jin perks up and he’s like “does that mean i can come and ask for your help again??” and you’re like “s-s-ure,,,,” and jin is like !!!!!!! “thank you so much ill be sure to bring some food as a gift next time too, see you then!”
  • and you close the door and have to like steady your breathing and you’re like he’s so cute whilst jin is just like,,,,,,,,standing in front of his apartment with his head pressed against the door and he’s like ‘i made a fool out of myself,,,,,,,,,but i think they like me??’

Hoseok

  • best neighbor award??? it is he 
  • the person who carries your sick grandma up the stairs, the person who entertains your kids if you have to run and check if you didn’t double park, the person who tells creeps to piss off if they start whistling at high school girls, and the person who you find telling others that he’s really grateful for being alive on this day
  • just like,,,,,he’s such a positive force it’s amazing
  • dances while brushing his teeth, dances while making eggs, dances while checking the weather, dances while locking up his door
  • you can usually find him with headphones in his ears and he rides his bike just about everywhere,,,,,,,and like
  • when it’s summer the tanktops come out and it’s a Blessing upon as all
  • he is the type to own like an inflatable pool that he drags out into courtyard when it’s super hot and at first it’s just for him but then all the kids come out and their parents and of course peoples dogs
  • and he probably just started a block party without even trying
  • likes to keep his place pretty clean, but he really likes the color red. like i see him having a lot of it in his home because it’s so loud and kinda sexy,,,,,,,,,,,,like him what no i didn’t say that
  • always has fresh fruits on his kitchen table because he’s conscious of what he eats as he’s an athletic person
  • and if like taehyung or jungkook spends the night he’s like “Eat breakfast. It is so important. The most important.”
  • drys his laundry by himself on his balcony but once he noticed his jeans went missing and he was like ????? there’s a thief in my house i need to find him
  • turns out they just fell down onto the floor below,,,,,,and he Overreacted LOL
  • cannot kill bugs. has to call over jin 
  • and hoseok is always helping people you know it’s in his nature like when he sees you one afternoon struggling with your groceries, he bikes over and is like “give me your bags!!” and piles them onto his handlebars and he’s like “hop on, ill give you a ride”
  • and at first you’re like hdglfvsd um how????? and he’s like “stand on the back of my bike” and you’re like “i think that’s too muc-”
  • but hoseok is shaking his head like “no no no i can handle it, come on”
  • and you try to balance yourself and he’s like “put your hands on my shoulders!!” and when you do you’re like oh,,,they’re big,,,,,
  • and he’s like “ok let’s go!”
  • and he manages to go really fast even with you and all your groceries 
  • and once you get to your building you get off and hoseok laughs a little and you’re like ?????
  • and he leans over and is like “the wind got to your hair!!!! let me fix it-”
  • and he gets so close that you can smell this kind of ,,,,,, slight cologne off of him and you’re like shouldn’t he be sweaty????? but he’s like fine 
  • and his fingers gently brush your hair back into place
  • and he’s like “we live across from each other, so let me carry your bags all the way!” and you’re like “hoseok, no you have to carry your bike let me-”
  • but he’s insistent and so are you
  • and you’re bickering back and forth over whose going to get a hand on the bags
  • and some old ladies pass by like “oh, young love always playfully getting on each others nerves”
  • and hoseok and you both stop like,,,,young,,,,,,,,,,,,,,love
  • but you’re just like UM,,,,,give me the bags
  • and hoseok is like “ill carry them. if you try to grab them, ill-”
  • and he pauses and you’re like ?????? you’ll what
  • and he’s like “i’ll,,,,,,,,,,,,,i’ll kiss you that’s what!”
  • and you’re like PFFT what are we in the 3rd grade and you reach over to get the bag, but hoseok is the faster person here and he puts his hand behind his back and tilts his face just in time to press his lips to your cheek
  • and when he pulls back you’re both wide eyed because oh my god ,,,,,he did it,,,,,,,,
  • and hoseok is screaming in his head like: OH MY GOD I DID IT
  • and you’re like “,,,,,,,,,,,,,,i,,,,,”
  • and he’s like “im so-”
  • but then you move forward and grab the bags from his startled hands and you’re like “got them!” and he’s like dhgkszds you,,,,,,,,,
  • and you’re like “well - aren’t you going to kiss me for real REAL this time??”
  • and hoseok is like “wELL Do YOU WANT ME TO?”
  • and you’re like “YOU SAID YOU WOULD”
  • like actual children you two
  • but hoseok finally is like ok. since you asked
  • and you feel his lips against yours,,,,,,,so suddenly that you almost lose a grip of yourself and fall backwards
  • and when he pulls away he grabs the bags back from your hands and he’s like “AHA”
  • and you’re like touching your lips and you’re like,,,,,,,,,
  • it’s silent for a bit but you’re like
  • “hoseok,,,,,,,,,” and he’s like “yes?” and you’re like “i have a feeling we’re gonna kiss again” and he’s like “don’t bother stealing the bags im really carrying them the whole way up-”
  • but you just shake your head and you’re like “no,,,,i mean we’ll kiss again after we get upstairs”
  • and hoseok gets a little red in the face, but boy the whole elevator ride up he’s practically jogging in place
  • because the minute you open the door the bags are forgotten in the hall and hoseok is like “really? do you want to do this?”
  • and his body is against yours, as you’re moving slowly toward your sofa and you’re like “yes, seriously just kiss me again!!!” 

anonymous asked:

can you say something positive about this show bc i truly feel horrible and all i see are negative comments

sure thing fam! I’ve got a million and one great things to say about shadowhunters! 

the cast

  • let’s start with the cast…..oh man the cast, have you ever seen or heard of a lovelier group of people? a sweet and perfect redheaded angel? a cow-loving  farmer sunflower man? a sexy british rapscallion? a latina goddess who is the sweetest angel in the world? a hilarious but also very profound and extremely talent soft brooklyn hipster? the most talented dancer/human to ever grace the world who is also a complete wondeful dork? the sweetest and funniest and most wonderful person who ever did wear an ascot? they’re perfect 
  • nothing makes me happier than their friendships with each other and just their general sweetness :))))
  • i mean every dynamic of theirs is adorable and hilarious? kat and alberto’s friendship, domberto’s antics, the parabatri feels, dom’s lil crush on matthew, the esther/shelby/shumdario friendship! em being an older sister to kat!! how lovely are they all!!
  • and of course, of course, how earnest they are towards the show because they know how important it is to all of us, and it’s heartwarming to see all the effort that they put into the show, as well as the amount of respect and compassion they have while interacting with fans is the most wonderful thing 
  • and of course, the fact that the people behind the show always listen to and respond to fan feedback, positive or negative! they really care about us, and it’s lovely to see :) 

the show 

  • personally, i think the writing of the show has gotten amazing! season 1 was fantastic, but all of the sort of cringey dialogue and ‘wow, nobody would actually say those words’ is gone and everything is much more textured and real, and it’s really really really living up to the potential of its premise! 
  • it’s got a gritty NYC setting and its about badass angelic soldiers fighting a demon apocalypse, all while battling these insidious problems inside their own society as well, with no real moral high ground to be achieved, but really just a scramble for survival and trying to do the right thing,  and the tone of the new season is JUST PERFECT for that 
  •  i think the show has such amazing and dimensionalized relationships like i haven’t seen in a lot of much more highbrow fiction - the romantic stuff too, but i love how important and well-written platonic and family relationships are in the show! 
  • you look at a family like the lightwoods, and they’re so real - not just the love that they have for each other, but also the issues that they face, and the struggles between parents and children and siblings. amazing. well-written AS FUCK 
  • the bonds between alec and izzy and jace!! are so well-written, so well-acted!! the relationships between luke and clary/simon/maia!! astonishingly good
  • there’s so much texture and richness to all of them it’s crazy 
  • but not JUST those super close familial relationships - every single interaction has me floored with how great it is, including ‘rare’ ones like jace and magnus, or clary and alec, or clary and magnus, or magnus and izzy
  • every character has such great acting chemistry with one another, and so every relationship just comes across as rich and real in a way that a lot of lesser shows can’t accomplish 
  • let’s talk about acting! how amazingly has every cast member improved over the course of the show? even if they didn’t start off the first season as amazing, can you believe how great everyone is? how beautifully kat captured the grief of losing jocelyn in 2x05? how amazingly dom is portraying jace’s inner struggles and suffering about valentine and his identity? how much dimension and depth harry can give us in just one glance? how matt perfectly portrays the inner conflicts of a man who was never allowed to show his true feelings on his face? how beautifully alberto shows the struggle of not belonging anywhere that you used to call home? with what grace emeraude brings us izzy’s trials and suffering? how perfectly isaiah depicted not only the grief over losing everything - his world, his parabatai, the woman he loves, but also the struggles of having to get up from the pain and be there for his children? amazing. hats off to all and emmys all around 
  • every character also has so much - so much - dimension?
  • like, not a single one of the characters is the type of YA-fantasy caricature than you see so much in this genre - each of them is fully fleshed out with flaws and strengths, and each character interacts and copes with the horrible events of their lives in completely different ways, and it’s just lovely to see that kind of commitment to character even on a fantasy/action-driven show, and that not all of it has to be directly addressed and shoved in your face, but can be communicated through subtleties of acting and writing 
  • and each of them has their own critical/crucial role to play in the story? none of them are incidental or disposable and i love it! 
  • the special effects in season two are SO! damn!! good!! holy hell did you see the warlock fight this episode? beautiful! astonishing! 
  • i love the mythology of the show! it’s so crazy interesting to explore this world, because it’s not the type of world you see in a typical YA-low-fantasy type of setting - the shadowhunters’ society is such a new and refreshing mythology, with all of their customs and their ceremonies and their laws and myths and angels and runes - i love seeing them unveil more and more of it, because it’s honestly so original and interesting 
  • like did you see the rune ceremony in this ep? it was almost haunting b/c i just love thinking about this ancient order of angelic warriors and of course all of the complications of the societal hierarchies in relation to the other types of magical races
  • and don’t get me started on the other types of mythologies, especially warlocks! i love the idea of all these esoteric spells and potions and crap that shadowhunters don’t even know about and can’t even imagine the power of - it’s so interesting and i love how they’re fleshing it all out bit by bit 
  • and i love the merging of the regular urban NYC setting with the shadow word, in locales like the jade wolf, the hotel dumort, and even the insitute - how interesting and seamless it seems sometimes? it just gives the world so much texture
  • and of course, the romance is great! like i said, every actor has fantastic chemistry with each other - even if they’re not endgames like simon/maia or climon, they’re so well-acted and well portrayed 
  • malec is fantastic - i’ve almost never seen a relationship on a show portrayed with such gravitas and realness! i love how they didn’t let either character get subsumed by the relationship, but they’re also not ignoring the existence of it to give the character their own storylines independent of it 
  • and of course it’s so darn cute :) and harry and matthew put so much time and effort into it and im so thankful for them 
Recovered Hearts {OSH}

Description: He would do everything in his power to make you happy again.

Genre: Angst/Fluff/Smut

Word Count: 10,153

Warning: mentions of abuse, mentions of rape, consensual smut, panic attacks, small PTSD moments (please do not read this if any of these things can/will trigger you)

Pairing: Police Officer!Oh Sehun x Reader (feat. Police Officer!Yixing)

Author: Admin Xiufairy ㅅㅇㅅ (THIS IS MY FAREWELL EVERYONE!! I hope you enjoy it, it wasn’t easy to write.)

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Sehun had seen it before anyone else. Yixing soon caught on after that, but you’d never admit it to them. Not only to hide your own shame, but the shame of how much you still loved the man who hurt you.

He hurt you in every way possible, and there was nothing stopping him from doing it again. Yixing and Sehun were both cops - partners that usually patrolled the streets together. It was the day that he’d beaten you until you couldn’t take it anymore that you finally called the cops on him.

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Hallelujah, You’re Home

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          It’s been two years. Two years since they’ve felt rain on their faces. Two years since they’ve seen their families, since they’ve spoken to their families. Two years since they really started to learn what war was. Two years since they stopped being teenagers and became soldiers. Two years since they left Earth. Three, for Shiro.

           But now they’re going back. They’re going home.

           Well, for a little while, at least. The war isn’t over. The Galra Empire has been taking over the universe for over 10,000 years, it can’t be taken down in simply two. But in two years, the Voltron Alliance has grown substantially, and they’ve taken down enough Galra higher ups that Voltron is almost universally known and called upon, and with fame, comes questions. It’s not a secret anymore that the five Paladins of Voltron are from Earth. Everybody knows, so there’s no point in avoiding Earth anymore. At least, that’s what the Paladins keep telling Allura. Earth is vulnerable now; it’s a target, and with it’s technology as unadvanced as it was when they left, they’re at a serious disadvantage if the Galra ever attacked. They probably still have no idea that aliens even exist. Earth needs Voltron. Earth needs the Voltron Alliance, and the Voltron Alliance needs Earth.

           Also, Lance just really needs his mom.

           So, here they are, entering the Milky Way Galaxy, all waiting anxiously at their stations on the control deck.

           “Ha! Boom, bitches! Wi-fi is up!” Pidge punches her fists in the air in triumph and ignores the half-hearted look her father shoots her when she says “bitches”.

           The others have long since gotten used to Pidge and her amazing technical ability, but they still all look at her in shock, except for Matt. He had obviously helped her.

           “Pidge, how the hell did you get wi-fi in space?” Keith asks incredulously.

           Lance nods in agreement. “Seriously. Tell me how I can’t get a signal in the desert outside of Galaxy Garrison, but you can get one past Saturn.”

           At this, Pidge snorts and raises an eyebrow at them. “You didn’t have me. Or amazingly amplifying Altean technology.”

           “Something tells me it was mostly the Altean tech.”

           “Shh and bow before my genius.”

           Pidge, Hunk, and Lance all immediately grab their phones and start scrolling on them, ignoring Coran’s announcement that they’ll be to Earth in two dobashes.

           “Oh my god. They told everybody we’re all dead. We have a memorial!” Pidge exclaims.

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★ lvtvr’s long-winded writing advice ★

Heyo. I’m Charlie and I write. You may know me for my Keith/Lance fanfics. I don’t know if it helps my credibility, but I have articles in print that I’ve been paid to produce, I’ve translated and proofread four novels, and I’ve been writing off and on for nearly eighteen years. I’m not perfect, I’m not a master, but I do know what I’m doing. So if you write too, and you want to get better, here are some of the things I’ve learned.

Less is more.

You know the quote “Blood orange? Shut up, it’s fucking red.” Remember this while you’re writing. If you’ve ever seen one of those “100 synonyms for ‘said’ to use while writing :)” lists, here’s what to do with it: burn it. No one utters or opines or verbalizes shit. They fucking say it.

Basically: use vocabulary that you know. Turn to big fancy words if you are certain that they’re the best way to express the nuance you’re going for, but avoid them if you’re only using them to make your prose more “interesting.” Don’t worry about sounding a little repetitive. Sounding pretentious or like someone who hangs out too much on Thesaurus.com is a lot worse.

Remember your whole body.

Ever read writing that punches you in the gut and makes you feel things? Ever aspired to create something like that yourself? Well, the key to doing it is to remember the body. Stay aware of the fact that we exist in the world as messy 3D beings made of blood and meat and emotion. 

It’s natural for most people to start with visual impressions and describe what things look like, but your writing won’t start to come alive until you also begin describing what they feel like, smell like, taste like. The five senses are a cheesy but effective checklist. Throw in sounds, smells, and body sensations alongside the visual aspect.

This goes for emotion, too. If your character is sad, think back to what you felt like when you were sad. Heavy gut? Rain clouds in your head? Tears pricking at the backs of your eyes, but never quite falling? All that is a lot more interesting than simply saying “they were sad.”

For the love of God, never type “Hello.” He said.

This falls under the general umbrella of using correct grammar (which you should!), but I feel the need to point this particular faux pas out because a) it’s soooo common for people to do this, and b) I can’t stand it. This is the type of persistent mistake that actively interferes with the flow of the writing for me as a reader. I don’t care if some big-name fic author does it or if you’ve seen a million others do it – you’ll never find it in a professionally proofread and edited book. Because, at the end of the day, it’s wrong.

Compare these two examples:

“This sucks.” She sighed.
“This sucks,” she sighed.

In the first example, she says the words first, and sighs afterward. In the second, she’s sighing the words. Simple difference. If the action is directly related to how the dialogue is being conveyed, it should come attached to the dialogue. If the action and dialogue are separate, separate them. Throwing in a bunch of loose, orphaned “He said” clauses is choppy and incorrect and pisses me off to an irrational degree. Please, please avoid this. I’m begging you on my hands and knees.

Focus your characterization.

Keeping characters in character is one of the biggest challenges of writing. I find that an easy way to stay on track is to summarize the character’s way of reacting to the world in one or two simple sentences, and when you’re not sure what they would say or do, try to keep it in line with that basic conception. 

For example, I’ve characterized Keith from Voltron as someone who “feels things very strongly and honestly, but has trouble putting his emotions into words.” My Hunk is “prone to gossip, but has a heart of gold and the strongest sense of justice you ever saw.” I keep this minimalist notion of a character at the front of my mind when I write them, and it usually helps them stay themselves.

Try to keep it general, though. “Passionate about food,” “flirts a lot,” or “in love with Mothman” aren’t basic personalities, they’re character traits. They don’t tell us anything about how someone will act in a given situation, and make for poor, flat characterization.

Write what you want to read.

No, really. I know that the urge to pander is strong, as is the desire to give the people what they want. But you’re people, too. Give yourself what you want. Is this hard? You bet. But it’s worth it when someone tells you “God, reading this is so refreshing. I’m so glad it wasn’t exactly like everything else.”

Voltron-specific stuff incoming here, but I feel like it’s important. Listen. Don’t write a fic where Keith and Lance have one (1) drawn-out argument before falling in hapless, sappy love, where Keith and Shiro are brothers and Hunk and Pidge are the Hilarious Meme Sidekicks, just because you feel like you have to. If you’re really passionate about that scenario, then by all means write it, but don’t do it because you’re afraid that’s all people are going to want to read. It’s not true. More likely than not, they’re sick of reading the same fic for the millionth time, and they’d love to see your take on things.

Remember: Fanon isn’t the law. Not even canon is the law. Follow your kokoro. Go weird places. You do you. I will be cheering you on.


Kudos to you if you read this entire mess. I hope it could be of some help. Now go write! I believe in you, friendo.

anyway have some peraltiago headcanons following the proposal im not even putting this under a read more suffer like i did (@elsaclack made me do it)

  • listen okay jake and amy aren’t really sure how they end up at shaw’s it’s all kind of a blur after boyle faints there’s definitely lots of making out and forehead touches while grinning at each other and crying and they probably broke like 7 laws driving to shaw’s bc jake can’t keep his eyes off of amy long enough and they show up 40 minutes late
  • is the rest of the squad even at shaw’s???? who knows not them they cant keep their eyes (and hands) off of each other (the rest the squad kinda migrates away after an hour anyway theres only so many times they can stomach jake and amy kissing in one night) (rosa drags charles out with her)
  • theyre not even like dying to have sex tho like thats not it they just cant believe its real like theres a real life honest to god ring on amy’s finger and it looks so pretty in all of the different kinds of light and she cant help but spin it around her finger (neither can jake he hasnt let go of her hand bc he loves feeling the ring press against his fingers he’s squeezing so tightly its kinda painful and sharp but it just reminds him that all of this is real) (he can’t wait to get his own ring and have it clink against hers)
  • its surreal that they get to do this for the rest of their lives i mean there was never any doubt that they wouldnt but now it’s official and when amy looks over at jake every other second to check that this is still happening she always catches him grinning right back at her so she leans up and kisses him bc its different now its all a part of the next stage of their lives and she can taste the happiness on his lips (its super hard to figure out how to makeout when they cant stop laughing into each others mouths)
  • its like theyre frozen in time honestly has there ever been anything more beautiful than amy santiago it seems largely impossible bc she only seems to get prettier with every second jake stares at her (which is every second)
  • its also like time is slipping away though bc there’s this incredible urgency to spend every moment like it counts like at any second someone’s going to come and rip it all away (its happened before oc and jake doesnt like the thoughts creeping up in the back of his mind bc this is their night this is the rest of their lives but he’s woken up to enough nightmares of amy falling out of his grasp) so they can’t get enough of touching each other and laughing and looking at each other and kissing this is going to be a night they remember forever
  • amy likes running her fingers over jake’s face and through his hair and she memorized how he feels a long time ago but she’s so restless to get down every last detail of this night the way his eyes glisten and the redness in his cheeks from laughing and smiling and kissing and how messy his hair is from her fingers pulling him in for another kiss every second she goes without him (its every second every moment she needs him more than anything) his smile is wider than she’s ever seen and she traces her fingers over his lips and ghosts her lips over his skin and pulls him in again bc even when he’s right next to her he’s too far away
  • it takes them an hour to even make it past her doorway bc they cant stop laughing and grinning is this real is this happening amy can hear his proposal on repeat thru her mind and she’s breathless from kissing him for every word she remembers i love you you’re beautiful you’re the best detective will you marry me and she wants to say yes over and over again yes of course how could you doubt it
  • jake is shell shocked and tries to take his shoes off by the door but his hands are occupied around amy’s waist and her hips her back and her hair and her face bc she will not ever slip away from him again he’s going to make sure of it there is not one moment he wants to spend without her by his side ever again
  • i love you has been said so many times it has lost all meaning so they say it in other ways instead and in the tone of their voices and in the softness of their eyes and in the caresses of their hands and in the reverent way they linger after every kiss with their eyes still closed because sometimes feeling are more important than tangible things anyway
  • it’s around 5am when they finally get a chance to breathe normally and theyre face to face safe under the covers of their own bed and they havent felt even the slightest hints of sleep but theyve felt enough love to last the rest of their lives and beyond (and its good its perfect bc they actually get to love each other for the rest of their lives god jake would scream it from the rooftops if it didnt mean unentangling himself from amy)
  • theyre still trailing their fingers over each other and jake can feel the chill of the ring against his skin and its driving him crazy he’ll pick up her hand every once in a while and bring it to his lips just to stop the torture (but he always lets her go again amy knows exactly what she’s doing)
  • they spend the rest of the night (morning? they have lost all track of time theyve lost every sense except each other) talking just talking about the night and how they feel and what theyre going to do next
  • amy spends about half an hour already messily planning the wedding (theres a full binder under the bed but that would require leaving jakes arms and the little kisses he keeps pressing to her chest) and her words arent rly making sense bc she’s still on adrenaline and stuttering over the waves of pleasure as jakes hands ghost up and down her sides and it’s hard to talk when smiling so wide but she lays out everything as well as she can
  • jake is hanging off of every word she says really truly she’s put so much thought into this and them and him and he would give her anything she asked for he’d count every star in the sky one by one (one for everything he loves about her) if it meant spending the rest of his life with her (really truly he’s not sure what he ever did to deserve the woman in his arms)
  • their alarms go off when theyre still faintly giggling with fatigue finally washing over them but theyre too reluctant to end the day and put it in the past and too reluctant to stop looking at each other and god really the only way they manage to fall asleep at all is with the promise that they get to spend every day like this forever until death do them apart
Work on Me

Pairing: Dave Lizewski  (Kickass) x Reader
Summary: You and Dave get assigned a project to work on together for class and one day you come over to work on the assignment, and you walk in on him shirtless which leads to sexy time ;))
Warning: sexual tension, sexual thoughts, lots of smut
A/N: My brother and I had a Kickass marathon the other night so I just started writing this and it turned smutty adkslfm I know how crazy me writing smut while thinking about Aaron Taylor Johnson woah very unpredictable

but seriously if you like Aaron in any of his movies just read this, even if you haven’t seen kickass. P.S. This is almost 4k words because I got carried away! Yikes Im sorry! No im not

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anonymous asked:

Hi! I haven't requested from you before, but I love your aus because they always make me smile. Tomorrow my best friend in the universe is moving away, and I was wondering if I could make a request. I really loved that BamBam one you did where you meet on the plane. Would it be possible to request something similar with Minghao? Or just something cute & soft about meeting him that I can read sometime after my friend is gone (not tomorrow obviously, I wouldn't do that to you). Thank you! 💗💗💗

im so sorry to hear that!! but im sure ur friendship will transpire the distance!!
here’s a cute meeting for the first time au w/angel minghao~~~!!

  • every morning you take the same bus to get to work and that hasnt changed in almost over a year,,,,you get out of your house at 8:00 am and catch the 8:12 bus,,,,that’s just how it goes
  • and you see the same faces and people every time
  • the mom and her young son, the overworked business man, the elderly couple on their way to the market
  • and it’s just a part of your routine.
  • you don’t go out of your way to talk to anyone or change your usual seat by the window,,,,,it’s just repetitive and simple 
  • until one day on your bust stop,,,,,,there’s a boy
  • he’s tall, thin, with a long jacket draped over his frame. the pretty silver earrings distract you for a bit because they look so elegant and nice on his long neck
  • and for a moment you try and decipher if maybe you’ve seen this guy on tv??? in a movie??? 
  • but you come up empty and when he tilts his head,,,his eyes catching yours
  • you look away in embarrassment and pretend to be reading the bus schedule even though you obviously now that the 8:12 bus is going to show up any second now
  • and when it does,,,,the mystery boy steps aside and lets you get on first
  • you slip into your usual seat and you can tell that everyone else on the bus is staring at him too
  • and to your utter surprise he sits down right beside you and takes his phone out opening an app
  • that you soon recognize is a word search game
  • and as much you try not to show it,,,it’s hard to ignore this handsome boy playing on his phone,,,,,like,,,,,,who is he? is he new to the neighborhood?
  • but what keeps you even more interested is the fact that he’s pretty ,,,,, bad at this word search game
  • just from looking at his screen from your seat you’ve already found up to three phrases and he’s only managed to get one
  • and you know it’s impolite to stare,,,and probably even more impolite to point things out 
  • but after a couple of stops you decide what the heck,,,,he won’t get mad at you for helping him win the game - right?
  • so clearing your throat you go “excuse me,,,,i know this is awkward but the word ‘cheesecake’ it’s right there.”
  • you motion at his phone and the boy moves his gaze to his screen,,,eyes widening and a smile appearing on his face
  • “ah! i was looking for it, thank you.”
  • you mentally let out a sigh of relief that he doesn’t get mad at you for peeking at his game and you nod motioning again and explaining that the word tiramisu is right under cheesecake
  • and you think that’s it but suddenly he moves his body a bit, putting his phone out closer to you and he’s like “do you wanna play with me?” and you,,,,,,,are slightly shocked by the sudden request
  • but when he looks up,,,,you notice the way his smile makes his elegant, handsome features soften
  • and the way his eyes become cute and innocent and it’s like,,,,how can you possibly say no
  • and you’re like alright! you have another half hour to kill on the bus anyway why not help him out
  • and for the next twenty minutes you and this mysterious adorable boy complete a bunch of puzzles
  • and by the end he’s like “wah - i leveled up ^^ thanks to you!!”
  • and he sticks his hand out for you to high five and you shyly do and he’s like “im minghao,,,,i just moved here, do you usually take the bus?”
  • and you nod,,,still unsure of saying much in front of minghao because he still is essentially a stranger
  • but then again,,,,,,you did just help him out like it was nothing like you two are long time friends playing phone games on your way to work together
  • and minghao grins and he’s like “im embarrassed to ask, but could you maybe show me around some time? of course, you can say no if you’re busy-”
  • “sure!!”
  • it comes out a little more excited than you planned but minghao’s eyes light up and he thanks you,,,,,
  • you feel something pull at your heart and maybe it’s his cute smile or the surprise when the bus driver announces that your stop is next
  • hurriedly minghao moves out of the seat to let you through and you turn back to see him smiling
  • and you’re like “oh- my name is-”
  • and you tell him and you’re like should?? we exchange numbers or something??? and minghao is like sure!! 
  • but the bus is already pulling into the stop and minghao leaps up to help push the door open for you and you’re like “sorry i need to rush but-”
  • and minghao is like “don’t worry, ill see you tomorrow morning on the bus stop,,,,what is it what time-”
  • you grin and go “8:12. that’s my bus. 8:12″
  • minghao gives you thumbs up,,, another cute smile that makes your heart pull again and the doors close as you coyly wave and see him wave back
  • and you can’t help it,,,but be super happy that your boring bus routine seems like it’ll get a whole lot better from now on~~
The Dominatrix | Na Yeon (TWICE)

The Dominatrix | Na Yeon (TWICE)


word count: 3.3k
genre: smut
warnings: dom/sub themes, public sex, car sex



“You did what?” You nearly shout causing the soda you’d been drinking to dribble down your chin in a frothy cascade. This had started as a nice outing with your friends to kickstart your birthday celebrations, but it took a tailspin once they revealed what they’d decided on for your present. A gift card or book would’ve sufficed; you’re not a very high maintenance person when it comes to these things. No, they decided to dust off a tidbit of information you’d dumbly leaked during a drinking contest a few weeks ago. While your throat burned and mind was cloudy from way too much of whatever happened to end up in your shot glass you’d spilled a fantasy about being a submissive to some crazy dominatrix, but that was all it was: a fantasy. These two people you’d thought were your friends have decided to pounce on your words and signed you away to the dominatrix. She’s known throughout most of the city and runs a highly-profitable business, even employs a few understudies, but you hadn’t put much thought into what she could do. Until now.

Your friends don’t seem to share in your fear. They simply laugh at your explosive reaction like they would a joke, but you were genuinely in shock. Out of all the hair brained ideas they’ve come up with through the years–there were a lot–this one takes the cake as your least favorite. You’d take the one time So Mi crashed her car into a river to get some quick money off her insurance over this. Even all the anxiety from being an accessory to insurance fraud would be better than this.

“You did what for my birthday?” You demand again, swiping at your chin to remove the sticky soda residue. Maybe you’d heard them wrong. Yeah, that had to be it. So Mi and Mi You would never do something this crazy.

“Thank us later,” So Mi laughs. Okay, maybe they would. You pout across the table at them. You won’t even deem her response logical enough to respond to. Instead, you pick a piece of meat off your plate and pop it in your mouth. It tastes fine, but you’re positive your expression mirrors nothing but displeasure. The more you think about it the more anxious you get. You most certainly will not be thanking them for this. They had all but signed your death certificate! If she doesn’t kill you then the anxiety-induced heart attack will get the job done.

“Oh, don’t look like that, [Name]-ah.” Mi You chimes in. “You’re the one that told us you wanted to try out being a sub to someone for a night. We just fulfilled that wish.”

“Yeah, but I was drunk! And you’re just second-handedly murdering me by loaning me to the best dominatrix in the city! She’s the real deal, y’know! She’ll eat me alive!”

“I bet she’ll eat something.” So Mi says coyly as she sips her own drink. You resist the urge to tip it up so it spills all over her.

“Honestly, [Name], calm down. You know she won’t actually kill you. And for all you know, you could enjoy it.” She gives you a saucy wink before handing you a folder. It’s unmarked and you’re afraid to open it. Mi You rolls her eyes and takes it from you, opening it and handed you the slim stack of papers. It’s a contract with two spots for signatures at the bottom. One is already signed with the neat script of Im Na Yeon.

“She’s already approved you, all you need to do is show up.” So Mi informs you, holding out a pen for you to sign your name as she knows you inevitably will. You know with such a touchy subject you probably should read through all the fine print, but you know it will only serve as a way to scare you out of it if you read half the things she could do to you, so, against all better judgement, you take the pen and sign your name.


You’d let Mi You hold onto the contract for the rest of the day so you wouldn’t be tempted to tear it to bits and burn the shreds. Instead, you focus on the list that apparently accompanied your contract which dictated every single thing you need to do in order to prepare yourself for Na Yeon, right down to the color and length of your dress. Now you stand in front of a swanky club in a tight, shimmery white dress that falls exactly two inches under your butt. You’re tempted to tug at them hem, not being used to such short outfits but So Mi had gone through five stores to find a dress that was the exact length and wasn’t going to move on you in the slightest. Damn them for being so thorough with the planning. Had you been in charge of this yourself everything would’ve been screwed up. You’d somehow manage to end up in a floor-length, green gown.

You shiver as the line slowly inches along though it’s unseasonably warm out tonight. It could be the fact that your dress could be used as a napkin or that your nerves are coming back to life as you near the entrance. Several people are sent away with angry looks on their face, most looking young enough to still be in high school, and you fear that somehow the seemingly meticulous Na Yeon could have forgotten to get your name on the list. The thought makes you slightly elated. Your mind is soothed at the thought of turning in early and putting this crash course adventure behind you to be a memory you laugh at for years to come, but now you stand in front of the bouncer.

He’s so stereotypical it looks as though they copy and pasted him from an action noir film, from his intimidating height to the all black attire, he looks so funny you find yourself giggling. It relieves some of the pent up stress and you easily give him your name. He glances over a few pages of the list before waving you inside. The giddiness magnifies as you step into the club. The atmosphere is muted and sensual. All the flashing neon lights have been replaced with dimmed fluorescent lamps, leaving the whole place in near darkness. You wind your way through the maze of grinding bodies until you reach the back wall where a few booths sit uninhabited. Before you can move to occupy the one seated in the corner, away from most people and nearly black in its isolation; you feel eyes burning into the top of your head.

Glancing upwards, your gaze falls on the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen: Im Na Yeon. The profile picture she has on her website does her face no justice. Her eyes alone have you melting into the floor. She appraises you as well from the second floor balcony, drinking in the skin that your strapless dress leaves exposed. You’re not sure if she’s looking at you because she knows you’re here for her or if you’ve genuinely caught her attention and the prospect has you smirking up at her. A perfectly plucked eyebrow arches at you before she hooks a finger at you; come here. You saunter over to the stairs immediately.

The lustful feel that you felt downstairs is boosted tenfold up here as everyone is sprawled over velvet couches and sipping on champagne or moving together on the dance floor in a sensual tango. Na Yeon greets you soon after you step into the landing, giving you no time to bask in the heady atmosphere. Her hand twines with yours and pulls you on to the dance floor. Her hands immediately bring your hips to meet her’s as she grinds against you.

“Hello, [Name],” She purrs in your ear. You shudder as her voice sounds like liquid gold at such close proximity. “You look much more beautiful in person, I must say.” You preen under her words, already longing to hear more whispered praises. She tugs your hips tighter against her so that there’s no space between your ass and her grinding hips. One of her hands departs from your hips to play at the hem of your dress before gliding it underneath to caress your mound through the flimsy lace underwear So Mi assured you were as mandated as the dress. Her touch sends flames licking up your stomach as your legs go weak.

“How are you this wet already?” Her voice seems to be teasing, but as her hand reappears you can easily see yourself glistening on her fingers even in this low lighting. Na Yeon chuckles lightly before pressing her fingers hard against your lips until you part them. Immediately, you taste yourself spreading across your tongue. It should be strange, but the smirk you feel pressed against your neck as Na Yeon watches you suck on her digits has you working to please her. As soon as you’ve fully cleaned her Na Yeon grips your hips and swings you to face her. Had it not been for her bruising grip you might’ve teetered over in your heels.

“Good girl,” She praises, pushing a tendril of hair behind your ear. Her hips haven’t stuttered once as they move against you and your sure if she continues you’ll come without her having to put in much work. Of course, Na Yeon has other ideas. “Touch yourself.”

She’s a bit taller than you. Whether from her heels or actual height you don’t know, but you still look up at her with fearful eyes at the prospect of touching yourself in public. It’s not much different from what she just did to you, yet it still makes a heavy blush spread over your face. Na Yeon raises her brow at you again and you realize it’s what she does when you do anything even slightly out of order. Slowly, you move your hand between your bodies until it presses into the wet heat between your legs. Na Yeon slows the movement of her hips to watch the way your hand disappears under your dress. You know she isn’t the only one privy to your show. If anyone wanted to they could watch you get yourself off for her. That thought alone has you kicking it into high gear. You move your soaked panties to the side and press your thumb into your clit. Na Yeon’s tight grip refuses to let you fall as your knees wobble with pleasure.

“You’re doing so well, baby girl.” She whispers. Her words are for you but her eyes can’t look away from the space between your swaying bodies. You press harder into your clit, rubbing tight circles against the bundle of nerves, and press two fingers into your opening. You’re so wet that there’s no resistance and you pump them inside yourself unhindered. A breathless moan leaves your lips, and for the first time tonight Na Yeon kisses you. She doesn’t let up her assault on your mouth until your shuddering against her from your impending orgasm.

“You gonna come all over yourself, baby?” She watches your face this time, “You gonna let go for me? Let your come slick down your legs?” Her words are just the right amount of dirty and commanding to have you doing just as she wants. Your legs go positively numb as if all your bones have been turned into water as you feel yourself come all over your legs. Na Yeon smirks at your fucked out state and easily swoops one arm under your knees and the other across your back so she’s carrying your shaking body. You don’t pay attention to where you’re being taken until you’re plopped on to soft upholstery. Now you’re seated on a velvet couch, identical to all the others, in the far corner of the room. From here it looks like you’re watching everything move inside a snow globe. The light seems much brighter from your spot in the intense darkness.

“Up,” Na Yeon suddenly commands from behind you. The order is accompanied by a light slap that sounds like skin on skin. You turn to see her patting her bare thigh. Shakily, you crawl across the couch to her lap. She easily grabs your hips and pulls you so your pussy is flush against the skin of her thigh. She gives you simple instructions: move. Your hips are already in motion before you can fully register what it is she wants you to do. She tenses her leg as you grind against it, head thrown back in silent moans. By now your dress has ridden up over your hips, but you can’t find it in you to care. Na Yeon doesn’t seem to mind either as it gives her a better view to the way your spreading slick across her leg with each swerve of your hips.

You feel this orgasm approaching much faster than the first and you reach out for something to anchor you. Your hands curl into fists against the cushions, crushing the soft velvet under your shaky strength. Na Yeon weaves her fingers between your clenched ones until you’re holding on to her instead. You can’t tell if it’s an endearing motion or if she only wants you to feel her in this moment, probably the latter, but it doesn’t matter as your brain goes blank with the intensity of your orgasm. Your hips shudder to a stop and Na Yeon’s hands jump into action, pushing and pulling at your waist until you can’t breath from overstimulation. She doesn’t stop until tears burn down your cheeks, then she lets you go to fall back against the couch.

“Let’s go, babe,” She says suddenly. You’ve barely collected your bearings enough to straighten your dress to a more presentable place on your body. Na Yeon, on the other hand, is already swiping at her thigh with a wad of napkins before moving to yours. The thin paper is scratchy against your sensitive skin, but you say nothing and let her finish cleaning you up. Once she’s finished she tugs you to your feet. It takes all your concentration to not fall flat on your face as she tugs you through the club and to the door, though you almost broke your ankle on the stairs. The comical bouncer is still stationed outside when you walk out and he gives you a once over before winking at Na Yeon. She rolls her eyes at him and tugs you to the other side of her, somewhat shielding you from his gaze as she pulls you to a black limo with heavily tinted windows. A man in a suit emerges from the driver’s side to open the door for you and Na Yeon helps you in. The partition is already up and you can imagine what that means.

“Here,” Na Yeon hands you a bottle of water from the mini fridge which you guzzle down greedily. You hadn’t realized how tired you were until now, but the way Na Yeon is looking at you reminds you that you won’t be getting any rest anytime soon. “Turn around for me.” She says once you’ve depleted your bottle. You do as you’re told and face your back towards her. She moves closer until you can feel her breath across the nape of your neck. As she tugs down the zipper of your dress she leaves a trail of kisses over your spine, causing you to shiver in pleasure. Once it’s fully unzipped her hands dip inside, caressing across your stomach so the fabric falls from your chest. You help her fully remove it by lifting your hips off the seat. The pure white color of your dress will probably be tarnished by the floor but you don’t care. You’re too busy basking in the way Na Yeon’s hands move across your body.

She cups your breast that have been left bare due to your strapless dress and lack of strapless bras. Her thumbs play with your nipples until they’re standing at attention before trailing her touch lower and lower, until she reaches the lace of your ruined panties. With a quick tug of her hands the soft lace is torn away from your body and left in shreds in her fist. From this position with your back pressed against her chest while your legs stretch over the seat she can easily spread your thighs until you’re fully exposed. Her fingers rub across your abused sex, playing with your sensitive nub until you’re dripping wet again.

“Hands and knees.” Na Yeon says, already pushing you away from her chest. You do your best to maneuver into said position without hitting your head on the ceiling. As you wait for what Na Yeon’s about to do you watch her reflection in the dark glass. She lifts her dress to reveal a harness crisscrossing over her hips and the impossibly huge dildo she’s sliding through the ring. You squeeze your eyes shut in fright. It would be impossible to fit anything that size inside of you no matter how much you were prepped. Na Yeon seems convinced otherwise as she glides two fingers inside of you. The feeling has pleasuring ripping through you and you don’t notice that she’s moved to four fingers until she’s sliding them out of you and you go from feeling pleasurably full to completely empty. Your walls clamp around the air as you await anything to come fill you up again. Na Yeon does just that as she spreads your lips and slides into you to the hilt.

You want to cry, scream, and moan all at once as she presses as deep inside as she can until the tip is resting against the spot that has your forgetting anything but her name. The first few thrusts are experimental grinds before she’s pulling out so only the head of the toy is inside you before slamming back in. You scream at the feeling of being so full as she hits your g-spot with precision each time. It’s not long before your sagging forward and seeing stars. Na Yeon wraps your hair around her fist and tugs until your back is arched perfectly. The slight pain magnifies your pleasure and you come with a scream that’s so loud you’re afraid it’ll hurt Na Yeon’s ears. She seems unbothered as she drops your hair in favor of your hips, continuing to give you shallow thrusts until you’re sobbing into your arms.

You mourn the loss of the toy as soon as she pulls out. It feels almost shameful to be empty after being filled to the brim, but you collapse against the seat anyway. Your entire body feels like the ocean is pulsing inside you instead of normal things like your bones and muscles. Na Yeon seems to notice how completely spent you are and hands you another bottle of water. You can’t even find enough coordination to open it.

“Come here, baby girl.” She says sweetly as she gently pulls you into her lap. She takes a sip from the bottle before pressing her lips to yours, transferring the water to you. You drink it eagerly, licking at her lips for any stray drops. She does this for half of the bottle before letting you rest. As soon as your head presses into the curve of her neck you’re out like a light.
You’re a Wizard, Neil

Part One: Neil finally discovers Harry Potter and he likes it Part Two: Part Three:

  • It started with Andrew reading a book
  • Neil wasn’t into reading, seeing as he had been on the run for a good portion of his teen years and never had the time to just sit and relax
  • And his parents weren’t the type to read him a bedtime story when he was little
  • But Andrew likes to read because books had always put him into another world where he could pretend to be the hero worshipped protagonist and didn’t have to actually worry about anything because it wasn’t real
  • So Neil finds Andrew reading all the time
    • Stuffed in a beanbag chair while Nicky and Aaron are playing some dumb video game in the living area, in the back of the bus to one of their away games, snuggled in bed waiting for Neil to be done arguing exy strategies with Kevin (and to come snuggle him to sleep)
  • This one book Neil has noticed Andrew reading lately is one that he’s seen him read before and the title looks familiar:
    • It’s Harry Potter

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He’s dribbling his basketball with one hand and eating cheese puffs with the other when Scully calls him back.

“Scully!” He’s excited to talk to her, although he can’t even remember what he wanted to tell her when he called her earlier. 

Scully responds with “Mulder” and just by that one word he can tell something isn’t right. 

“You sick?” he says, as his basketball rolls under the couch. 

“Yeah, just a cold,” she gets out. “But it’s kicking my ass. I’ve spent the weekend sleeping, sorry I missed your call.”

Mulder is already putting on a shirt, grabbing his keys off the counter. “I’ll come over, need anything?” 

He knows she’ll say no at first, but Scully is so rarely sick enough to complain about it, and to actually take the time to rest. 

“No, Mulder, there’s nothing I need. And you’ll get sick, too.”

“I’m bringing essentials, be there in 15,” he says with a half-smile. 

When Scully comes to the door, Mulder has to keep himself from grinning. She’s wearing a matching pajama set, something only Scully would actually wear to bed. Her usually carefully maintained hair is messy and her nose is bright pink, matching her flushed cheeks. He thinks she looks adorable, but he knows if he says that, she’ll smack him. 

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Let Me In

Originally posted by basicmarvelnerd

Characters: Natasha x fem!reader

Summary: You’re an empath, able to feel, comprehend, and share in the complex emotions of those around you when you touch them. Natasha is the only member of the Avengers that you haven’t yet empathized with, mainly because she won’t let you. Even though Fury recommended you for the team for psychological aid, Nat refuses to let you touch her and you can’t help but wonder if there’s more to her coldness than what meets the eye.

Warnings: Insecure!natasha, angst, mentions of death, nightmares, making out, BAD EDITTING IM SO SORRY

Words: 2984 (aye longest one so far!)

A/N: Okay seriously why do I never see any nat x fem!reader fics??? I decided to make one for your reading pleasure. So here. Enjoy and PLEASE WRITE FEEDBACK YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH IT HELPS!! ALSO MY REQUESTS OR SO WIDE OPEN THAT YOU CAN’T EVEN SEE WHERE THEY BEGAN SO REQUEST SOMETHING.

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anonymous asked:

would it be okay for you to do a college au for lee daehwi please? ;3; your college au's are always so amazing and I love reading them!

  • major: psychology 
  • clubs: book club, part of student government as treasurer
  • is that kind of student. the one who does their homework three days in advance, teachers are the ones emailing him about recommendations, tutors others in english, and still manages to look very handsome doing so
  • even though it’s only his first year in college,,,,,,like,,,,,,,,,How
  • daehwi claims he has a “system” but when people ask him what it is he just winks and is like ;) a magician never gives away his secret!~
  • (cheesy, but we love it)
  • he initially wanted to go into the literary department, but something about psychology really fits his personality. he kind of likes to over analyze and make predictions 
  • which he claims is NOT the case
  • but his best friend somi was like “daehwi on our first day you literally introduced yourself to that kid daniel and went “from your handshake i can safely assume you’re in the emt field” and now daniel is convinced you can read minds.”
  • but daehwi is like please! that’s not over analyzing- 
  • youngmin: you told me i had a complex about my hair after i told you my favorite color
  • daehwi:,,,,,,,,,,but youngmin it has to do with the fact that people who like green tend to-
  • somi: you’re doing it again
  • but daehwi,,,,,is just a sunflower,,,,,a positive hardworking boy who sometimes comes off a little demanding but he’s,,,,not he’s just trying to help
  • lots of people have already resorted to being mean about him because of their own jealousy but daehwi does his best to push it away,,,,even to the point where he always apologizes in class if he talks too much or seems like he’s looking for attention
  • and somi is always like don’t do that bro but daehwi,,,,as collected and cool as he looks walking through the campus with his psych textbook in hand and a cup of coffee in the other
  • daehwi is just as nervous and scared about being unliked like everyone else,,,,,
  • which is why you really like him
  • see if daehwi is the clean-cut, proper student then you’re the opposite,,,,the type to sit with your legs up on the desk, doodle on your homework, maybe not even show up
  • and you have psych 43 with him,,,,human emotion and,,,,the teacher is always droning on and on about the reading and the only person who ever talks is daehwi
  • who seems so damn bright in a class that is so damn boring
  • and you’ve heard the way people sneer under their breath when he brings up a point, the eye rolling, the ‘whats the point of taking this class if all we hear is that brat talking?’
  • but you’ve also seen daehwi grit his teeth, keep raising his hand, and completely strive to do the best even in a room full of negativity
  • and sure,,,,,you’re not the straight a, study in your free time kind of person daehwi is friends with but you like people that fight for themselves 
  • and one day as daehwi is explaining something you hear someone make a joke calling him something rude and it’s annoying you so you suddenly stand up
  • causing daehwi to freeze mid-sentence and the teacher to raise an eyebrow
  • and you point to the person and you’re like “wanna say that louder, i heard your friend laugh and i want to laugh too.”
  • the teacher is motioning lazily  for you to sit down,,,,but tbh it doesnt really look like he cares all that much and daehwi is like “it’s ok -”
  • but you’re like “c’mon say it. i wanna hear it. make me laugh.”
  • and the person looks terrified,,,,because you’ve never been known to take things with a grain of salt and you’re crossing your arms waiting
  • and the teacher is like “this isn’t high school, sit down-”
  • and you’re like “uhuh i will, but you-” you point at the person now cowering in their seat “ill see you after this lecture. i wanna hear that joke up close and personal.”
  • the teacher just mumbles for everyone to calm down and when you sit back you smirk to yourself knowing god damn well that person will bolt the minute class is over
  • but you also feel daehwi scoot over and he’s like “hey,,,,i don’t usually whisper in class but you shouldn’t fight anyone!!! college expel people for that-”
  • and ur like “don’t worry there’s not going to be a fight that coward wont wait for me anyway”
  • and you look to the side to see daehwi’s obviously concerned expression,,,,,,and ok what - why is he so freaking cute???? 
  • quickly you look back toward the front where the teacher is pointing to something haphazardly on the board 
  • but you feel it,,,,,your heart beat,,,,,,your stomach doing flips,,,,,
  • and with one peek to the side you see it again,,,,,,,,,daehwi’s,,,,,,,,cute,,,,,,cute cute cute,,,,,face
  • as expected with class over you see the stampede of kids run out and the first person infront is that guy you called out
  • and you chuckle to yourself until you suddenly feel someone’s trembling hand on your shoulder
  • and you turn and daehwi is there,,,,,,that face of his flushed pink,,,,,and he’s like “i,,,,,know he was joking about me,,,,,,yo-you didn’t have to stand up for me-”
  • but you’re like “no, i did. daehwi you’re too good for most of the people here. for me especially, but also for those scumbags who try to make you feel bad about being smart. sometimes though, you need to say something so they’ll shut up.”
  • with that you sling your bag over your shoulder and you turn again to leave
  • but daehwi’s voice reaches you again and he’s like “im not,,,,,too good for anyone. but most of all,,,,im not too good for you.”
  • like for a moment you’re confused what does that mean-
  • but then you see daehwi rush over to stand in front of you and that pink flush has gone fULL on red
  • and he’s fiddling with his fingers but he’s also like !!!!! i,,,think you’re amazing and ,,,,, i wish you’d pay attention more in class because i can tell you’re very smart and i just,,,,,,,,l-like—-lik—–aPPRECIATE who you are,,,,,,a lot,,,,,,,,and-”
  • you feel a smile tug at your lips because,,,,oh,,,,is daehwi,,,,,trying to confess something?? but at the same time you’re like thank u,,,,for thinking im capable of more,,,,,,,,,but also,,,,,daehwi
  • and he’s shaking a bit with embarrassment but he’s like y-yes
  • and you step closer to push some hair from his eyes and you’re like “i like you too ^^ or appreciate if thats what you smart kids say.”
  • and daehwi is like RGOJFDLgiefd REALLY but also he’s like,,,,,,,,i m-meant it in a romanti-romantic way
  • and ur like yes i know baby
  • and he’s like baby???!??????? and ur like,,,,oops sorry ur just so cute i had the urge to call you that~~
  • and daehwi is like gijkl i knew u were straightforward,,,,and confident,,,,but ur also,,,,,,flirty,,,
  • and ur like hey hey don’t over analyze this rn mister and he’s like !!!! right!!!!!
  • but it’s cute because you never would have expected the sweet, dedicated student to fall for you,,,,,,,,,,(especially since ur pretty  sure uve slept through ur class with daehwi like 10 times)
  • but apparently daehwi is fascinated and when you reach out to hold his hand u think he might be overheating but ur not 100% sure 
  • college boyfriend!daehwi is,,,,,,amazing. mostly because he really likes sappy things even if he tries to hide it at first,,,,like he likes candles and flowers and romcoms,,,,,,tried to watch a horror movie with you but ended up curled in your lap asking if it was over,,,,,is too shy to come over to your dorm ever which is like so angelic and pure of him he’s always like we should meet up somewhere comfortable like a cafe!! ooo what about the library??? even better,,,,study hall?? like what a nerd but also what a sweet human being???, but he also has a fun side too sometimes daehwi will say something about someone that’s so blatantly savage but he thinks he’s being like observational and you have to put a hand over his mouth before you burst out laughing, makes handmade cards for every holiday, tries to recopy and organize your notes for you but you’re like letsssss cudddllllleee insteeeadd and for a good amount of time he can resist your charm but at some point he melts too, but you melt more than he does because daehwi is soooo good at being obliviously adorable that it hurts, when he’s concentrating and cutely making “aha!” sounds when he solve a problem to sleepily asking you to pet his head, isn’t big on pda but got super giddy over the idea of having matching phone cases, totally made you his phone wallpaper, his phone background, has a photo of you two on his nightstand, sometimes learns corny pick up lines from jisung but is too smart to actually try them out (unless he really wants your attention then you get a text thats like did it hurt when you fell from heaven and ur like ,,,,,,,,daehwi ??? do you have a cold??), refuses to admit he’s sick when he’s sick you have to practically drag him by the ear to the uni nurse, likes knowing you’re thinking of him especially when you two get a moment of alone time and you kiss him and mumble that you wanted to see him really badly and he still gets all shy and squirmy about it but on the inside he is DYING of HAPPINESS, thinks stuffed animals are cute so you guys got couple ones (you almost physically fought samuel when he said that was corny), stays up to study but still manages to have better hair than you and it drives you nuts like hOW, sent you a recording of him reading his notes from that class you have together and it was so smooth and nice you fell asleep to it LOL, wears soft cardigans that you always want to steal but daehwi is like we can just go buy you one?????, you hold daehwi’s face and tell him he deserves the world whenever someone says something dumb or he feels down, somi loves you guys and keeps telling everyone on campus that you and daehwi are set to marry soon, does this cute thing where when he has a surprise for you he can’t help but jump around and get all excited which lets u know he’s hiding something up his sleeve tBH he’s kinda easy to read, has an amazing singing voice that you didn’t know about until he actually wrote you a song for your birthday about how he loves you like a lot and you practically threw yourself into his arms and he laughed against your neck but seriously daehwi is so perfect you never understand how you got sOOOOO lucky (he says the same thing about you tho hehe) 

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Never disrespect my queen : James March X Reader

PART TWO!

Heres yet another fanfiction of James March haha hope you enjoy. if your reading this, request something for me to write next, dont mind who. 

WARNING : nothing but fluff and violence, and alcohol use but yeah vv fluff.

description: Having been stuck in the hotel cortez for 90 years, you were feeling a bit bored, unable to find your husband, James March. So you went to the bar……..

requested by @saracons87

You were sat at the bar of the Hotel Cortez, trying to pass the time, as you were condemned to spend an eternity in the Hotel, why not have a little fun? Besides, your husband James was nowhere to be found, he was probably creatively murdering someone again. You and James met when you checked into the hotel in the 20′s, and had been together ever since, so you were no stranger to his little hobby, in fact, he had persuaded you to murder many times in the past, and you totally understood the thrill of it.
Now, however, you were knocking back shots with Liz at the bar,

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