#costumers got me feelin some type of way

[pirates-apologist]

[gotyouinmyspace]

I would kill for Tessa and Scott to skate to a Swan Lake variation. Putting this wish out into the universe so maybe it’ll happen (please I beg of you make it happen).

[hitoshisbabygirl]

Author's Notes ♡: Hey Hey, it’s me, ya girl and I’m back with another collab! Ive always loved the roommates theme and have a few ideas for some other ones in my head making this. It’s kinda all over the place because it was a professing with their friendship! Yes I made a Zelda reference and I land about it no. I know Rapp is seen as violent and dense but but this is in a collage au so he’s just a bit...aloof I just love the idea of him actually being a big softie ʕ⊙ᴥ⊙ʔ. I hope you enjoy! ~ bunny ❥

Warnings : NSFW!!! (◎_◎;)

Sweet caring sorta himbo(meh?) Rappa, female oral, Big Dick Rappa , sorta size kink if you really sqint,cheater ex mentioned like once , language

Word count : About 5k! Yikes ^^’

Paring(s) : Kendo Rappa x F! Reader

Enjoy ♡

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Having Kendo Rappa as a roommate is an interesting feat in itself. He is big, and loud , very very loud. He wasn't a bad roommate he just..was like a cute large and fluffy puppy that didn't know his size...or power. Their interactions started as the two met during a halloween party one of the frat houses down the street thew. [ ] went as Midna, her best friend Rumi was dressed as Impa while the last two of her friend group , Amaya and Asa, a pair of sisters, were dressed as fairies. “[ ]! Rumi! you two are so cute! Zelda costumes?” Asa asked as her sister ran up to admire their outfits. “Yeah! [ ] wanted to do some characters that matched us y'know?” She said as she nudged her quiet friend , the girl jumped and laughed , scratching her neck as she gave the excited sisters a small smile “If i was coming out tonight I was gonna wear what i wanted to really wear” [ ] said as the group of them laughed and mingled with their other friends and classmates. While heading to get juice , she heard loud screaming , as the sport boys were starting to show up. First was the football team, then the basketball. Baseball and wrestling came next, then the smaller clubs finished them out. Sighing [ ] was content away from everyone as she watched mayhem ensure, chugging of barrels , more music, girls swarming around the players they crushed on as they did minor things, like talk to their teammates or eating from one of the big food trays laying around. Feeling a tap on her shoulder broke her from her people watching, Rumi giving her a bright smile as she took a cup and joined her. “How's my favorite antisocial babe doing now that all of the party has arrived?” She asked as [ ] gave her a pained smile, going to get more if something to drink “Well I don't feel the need to smack anyone is that a good sign?” she chuckled as she got a hug from the more energetic girl “That's my girl! Don't worry, i wanna get out asap but we’re gonna need our favourite pair of sisters before that can happen and it seems like they're fawning over some of the baseball boys as we speak” Rumi said as they watched a familiar tutu of blue go by, followed by a pink one going a similar way. “I don't get it… but at least their taste in men isn't too bad” [ ] joked as Rumi agreed , laughing “Yeah miss tsundere, you can't stand saps, or most of the jocks either” giving the white haired girl a look she rolled her eyes and gave her own laugh back “Yeah I guess i'm either picky or just got high standards” “Ain't nothing wrong with that we all do!” She said as she elbowed the girl beside her.

As the two of them sat there and talked Rumi glanced past her and her eyes widened, causing [ ] to stop talking “What is it-” before she could question her, the white haired girl jumped up, waving at someone “Rap! Over here!” Constantly yelling to someone [ ] started to ask again when a booming voice came from above her “HEY RUMI” a very loud voice called as stomping could be heard before it stopped “I see you took our idea huh?” With that comment [ ] turned around only to be face to face with a dark cover chest, only to then look up to some of the most warm and amber colored eyes looking down at her “Hello there little lady, I like your costume! Erm..Midna aint it?” The giant ganon dressed man questioned as all she could do was shake her head in agreement, causing the giant male to laugh “Awe don't be shy of me kitten i ain't gonna bite!” He chuckled some more as her friend jumped in “I told you she was shy! Be nice Rappa!” Rumi yelled at the flaming red head as he gave her a toothy grin “Oh I was just teasin’ , I bet I ain't hurt her feelin’s did I sweetheart?” Rappa questioned as [ ] face felt hot, hiding her face in her hands as the teasing duo laughed causing the girl to huff “I'm tired of you two already” She said as a giant warm hand touched her shoulders “Awe dont be like that hun, in time ya’l love me” Rappa teased as he gave her a smile,making her stomach flutter “Yeah! This is who wanted you to meet anyway [ ]! This is Kendo Rappa, our top wrestling boy, Rappa this is my adorable best friend [ ]!” Rumi said as the two gave each other a shy smile , a sly one creeping up on Rumis as she thought to herself “Yeah, this'll definitely happen”

Since then the two had become more acquainted , having many classes together and sharing some similar friends [ ] was used to the bruting and sometimes dense man making a random ( and loud) appearance. As [ ] sat in her mostly empty room thanks to her last roommate moving out after constantly breaking sound rules and getting into it with the girl downstairs for being in her bed with her boyfriend (Yikes) she felt a sense of calm. Closing her chemistry book and letting out a relieved sigh [ ] thought about the fact she was going to get a new roommate, the thought was nerve wracking but also it was exciting as well. It was almost too quiet , having the last room by the stairs meant she didn't have to deal with many people besides her friend group. They weren't loud , unless one of her friends decided to get laid and made way too many sounds, or if their neighbors under them threw parties or also had...extra partners coming around. She definitely could feel she was sorta excited she was going to have a roommate again. The sisters had a room to the left of her while Rumi had the one to the right, sharing it with a girl they knew from math. The rooms were not gender defined, some girls having rooms with guys and vise versa so it made it easy to get a room.

These dorms were also quite spacious, the walls not paper thin and a large enough area space that could house two or maybe even three people. So when she heard a knock on her door she expected it to be her new roommate she was advised would come today. Happily opening the door she was shocked and almost terrified to see just a box, well actually a few boxed stacked hiding whoever it was behind them. But if the faed rustic orange hair and wide shoulders meant anything she knew her new roommate already “K-kendo?” [ ] said as the boxes walked by her , landing with a soft thud as bangs covered the male “[ ]? Is that you?” moving his hair out of the way their eyes had the same expression, shocked. “Uh h-hey there sweetheart why isn't this cute, we’re roomies hun?” he laughed as she couldn't help but give him a smile back. “I never expected to see you as my roommate” [ ] teased as Rappa gave her a hardy laugh “Well it looks like me and you are gonna be close friends here darlin’!” With a wide smile he picked her up and gave her a tight hug, taking her breath away ‘ Oh boy i wonder how this will turn out’ she thought as she was eye leve with her giant puppy like friend, his eyes filled of joy

Which leads into now, [ ] trying her hardest to read up on what her next project could be. As she sat there thinking she heard the tale tell sound of her roommate entering with some of his teammates, the boys loud and rambunctious as they entered. Feeling a heavy hand on her shoulder she looked up to the towering boy that was her roommate, his eyes just as bright as usual. “Hey darlin, we're just gonna talk up sum strats a for the upcoming match and play some games in the back , is that alright?” He asked with pleading eyes as one of his more cocky and jock like friends spoke up “Well youre the man here, dont let some women say if we cant or can be here” Rolling her eyes and proceeding to stand up and push past the wide eyed boy who knew what was going to happen. [ ] took in a breath before opening her eyes to look up to the boy “Well it is my room, i pay shit here and the man over there didnt get this place, so i do choose who can and cant come through my place” She said as she pointed a finger to the boys chest. Trying to push his luck he pushed back against her finger “ I bet you just haven’t gotten a good enough dicking for you to just stay out of the way” He laughed. Before [ ] could hit him hard enough her rust haired friend moved in , clearly towering the boy “Yer better watch yer mouth, she has her right around here, im invatin her space so watch it before there's no place for any of us to relax without rules” He said as the boy sucked up any laughing and nodded his head in understanding. Surprised by her usually aloof roommate [ ] stood back and went back to her work, the other boys scrambling behind kendo as the boy who tried to challenge her jumped to follow, never making a move to mock or do anything again.

The boys picked back up and were having fun in the back room of kendo’s , sighs and groans when they lost and victorious laughs and screams if someone won. Once they all left and everything settle to a quiet rumble as the last few funneled out [ ] could here herself think, reading up on chemistry as she felt a presence behind her. “ ‘M sorry, i didn't know my question wouldve cause a roar outta ya..” Kendo started as she smiled gently, turning to face the wounded boy “Its okay….guess it just lit something in me i always did y'know?” She said with a small laugh as she went to type again, but was stopped by the hulking boy. “I gotta make it up to ya alright? I know i aint say anythin that he did but…. It feels like my fault y'know?” He admitted as his large hand covered hers. “You wont live this down will you?” She questioned as his eyes flickered up to hers, sparking. “Nope, not at all. Lemme treat ya right okay?” For such innocent words [ ] couldnt help the shiver that ran down her back at his words. Maybe it was because he was so close, or that the smell of his cologne was too much, either way her head was spinning as she let him still hold her hand as he tugged her away from her computer , his smile widening as she reluctantly shut the bright screen “Great! Now let's get something to eat im starvin” He rasped out as [ ] gave him a giggle that made the boy stop in his tracks. He always thought she had a cute giggle but this one,for some reason , made his heart and chest feel warm and tight. Ignoring the feeling he took the girl with him, the two headed out to get something to eat as they headed down , the sound of her giggling still running though kendos mind.

Getting a random frantic text from Kendo wasn't unusual, in fact it was quite common for him to do such, which now didn't faze [ ] at all but this one was...particularly odd giving what he was asking ‘Hair? And messy? What in the world is he up to’ [. ] thought to herself as she headed to her shared room with the boy, nervous of what scene she could be entering.

Sighing after his last text she hurried her way to their dorm room and in fact he did leave the door open, making her more nervous as she entered the living room. “Kendo?” [ ] called out as she heard a gruff sound come from her bathroom. Entering was a sight of its own; towels, a bowl of some..substance , bags and bottles of body wash and a one flustered and shirtless Kendo. “[ ]! ‘M so glad yer home here take this” The large man said as he handed her an old toothbrush that was frayed and covered with the same odd substance in the bowl. The lingering smell from the room eventually gave it away ; shampoos. “Uh why do i need this? And why is there shampoo on a toothbrush” She questioned as he groaned, taking the towel off his head as she blinked owlishly at his very faded red orange hair, the color now more of a neon pumpkin. Shaking off extra water caused even more of his hair to fall, landing between his shoulder blades as he gave [ ] a desperate look. “It wont come out, and the more i scub the more...orange i become. I look like a orange peel” He whined as [ ] figured out what he was trying to do

“ You wanna remove the color right? A bowl of shampoo and body wash isnt strong enough” Going into their kitchen she grabbed some baking soda and lemon juice , coming back to the hopeless boy “Let me mix something up ive used before okay? Then we can proceed with your hair” Two and a half hours later the boys hair was now a light peachy orange, just light enough to take up with bleach “Well, if were gonna go for blonde ill go get some bleach and some masks, deep conditioners too, your hair is definitely gonna need it and I don’t want it breaking off because you're impatient to take care of it” she sighed as he was amazed at his hair, running a large hand through the still damp mess atop his head “Wow yer good” He said as she smiled at him, taking her keys “And you have a lot of hair. I'll be back” She said as she hopped up “Wait! Lemme go with you?” He asked but also seemed to demand, pleading eyes looking down at hers as wet hair dropped onto his still bare chest.

Trying not to be hypnotized by where they landed and proceeded to slide down she looked up at her amber eyed friend, who was staring intently as he waited for her answer, soft “Please?” coming from his lips. Sighing dramatically on purpose [ ] laughed at him, giving him a grin “of course you can you big puppy” she said as he picked her up in a hug, a gesture that shows his excitement she's come to learn. Putting her down he went to go to the door before his friend called him out “uhm Kendo? You don’t have on a shirt” she said plainly as he looked at her, raising a brow as he gave his rebuttal “Its hot” He responded. Giving him a side eyed look she turned from him and towards their bedrooms, [ ] sliding into his. Soon she came out with a sleeveless one, throwing it at the hulk of a guy infront of her “You can't come in the store without one” She said as he gave a growl of his own, sliding the shirt over his head as they left their apartment “Well at least ya got me one without sleeves” He huffed as they started back to the door, heading out to finally go to the store to start another process on Kendos hair, the male just excited to finally get rid of his pumpkin hair.

As Kendo sat in the shared living room with [ ] , deep conditioning his hair at her yelling request (‘If you dont re nourish it before you want me to bleach it , I won't do it!’ ) he watched his roommate and now his best friend wanderer around and do housley things for their apartment, the girl content as she cleaned and sorted out things in the kitchen, her body turned away from him as he started to think over how beautiful he thought she was. He want the type to brag or gloat about having so many girls comment on his size , height wised and well sometimes other ways , trying to tempt him to them. All while his friends wanted him to explain how he got the attention from the other gender , Kendo hated to admit it but ,he only wanted his roommates' affection. He knew how put together she was, smart and kind. He saw what her previous boyfriend did, a cheater that didnt take care of the beautiful soul he lived with. He couldnt stand seeing her come home and cry herself to sleep broke his heart, and when he fought the cheater, in the act he didnt feel bad once. Of course it ended their relationship, and [ ] yelled at him for fighting , explaining how he couldve ended in jail for fighting her ex, but he argued it would be worth it.

Sitting and mulling over everything he realized Rumi was right, hed do anything for [ ] but not the same for the other females that passed through his life. She actually, was the first person he did that for and that thought made his head dizzy. Moving from his place on the couch he went to stand in the kitchen, waiting for [ ] to come back from her room. Hearing the iconic sound of her feet pittering across the wooden floor he gave her a lopsided smile as she jumped, smacking into the chest of Kendo. Before [ ] could fall from impacting with his chest he caught her, holding her arm to his chest. “K-kendo! You shouldve told me you were in here! Why are you in here anyway?”[ ] scolded as he laughed, moving out of the shorter girl's way as he started his staring again, this time [ ] noticed him “......What?” She asked as he looked down at her, an unreadable look on his face. “Kendo” she called as he hummed, moving closer “Yer gorgeous” Kendo blurted out as [ ] started to stutter, eyes going wide. Taking teo steps forward he essentially trapped his friend between the corner of their kitchen canopy. “Remember when I fought that bastard of an ex you had?” Kendo asked as he saw [ ]’s eyes go soft , shaking her head “What about him...i'm still mad you almost lost everything just to fight him yknow” she huffed as he poked her cheek “Id do it again if it meant you'd be happy again yaknow” Kendo said as he leaned down to push his head against hers, amber and [ ] eyes mingling. Lifting his large hands he traced each side of her cheek, analyzing over her face as he nuzzled against her nose “Stop playin hard to get would ya? Bad enough you got my heart all in your little hands” he whispered as [ ] just started at the giant , her arms gently coming over to cover his that were place on her cheeks “K-ken..i need to start you hair..” She hopelessly try to argue as he groaned, burying his face into her neck. Squealing at his damp hair touching her shoulder [ ] jumped ,pushing the large boy back “Your hair's wet!” She whined as he chuckleed, mo\ving back as it turned into a booming laugh “Oh my ‘m sorry babe , you look surprised” He said as she smacked hsi chest “Go to the sink, i need to rinse the conditioner” She yelled as he hwld his hands up in a mocked surrender, pulling his shirt up and off in one fluid movement. Caught up by him stripping his shirt off [ ] gave him a glance over, the heaviness of him admitting feelings for her in his own unique way still lingering in her mind as the toned and strong back of her friend made her head hazy. Turning around from the lack of notice of his smaller friend Kendo caught the eys of [ ] staring, her eyes quickly flickering to his curious ones as he grinned “See somethin you like darlin?” He teased as she grunted, reaching up to push his head in the sink “Shut up and let me do your hair”

And like clockwork, Kendo rappa was an icy blonde after two days, a break given to his long ,thick and wavy hair, the giant boy looking over his new look as he sighed happily, loving to have his hair finally look normal. “Well damn [ ]! Ya made it even better than what i was thinking. Look! My hair’s all wavy at the ends and it's soft! Whatever you made me do made it feel better!” He raved as the girl looked over her work. And in fact it was highly even, his hair consistent and lavishy soft. Giving him a shy look she giggle “That's what a deep conditioner will do to damage hair and the way i'm always untangling your hair for you, i knew it would need it before you wanted to go white” She said as he just kept running his hands in his hair, turning back to her “I could just kiss you right now!” He blurted out as they both froze at his words, eyes wide from both parties “I-I aint mean it [ ]” He croaked out as she giggled, stepping back from him “O-of course you didnt, why would you i mean aha..”She said as she moved away more , his own words started to hit him as he realized the reverse effect it was having “NO! No, I'd want to kiss you, I really really want to. I just...want it to be on your terms okay?” he said as he grabbed her arm, holding her in front of him as if she'd float away if he didnt.

“Kendo...I..” [ ] started as she came back to his hip, laying between his legs onto his thankfully covered chest “I just dont want to lose you if you decide you wouldnt want me around” She whispered as he pulled her even closer, kissing her forehead as he stared at her “Dont you ever say that again ya hear me? Youll be my princess and ill be your humble er..knight” He hesitated as he tried to think of a sweet way to explain his feelings. [ ] looked up to him as she felt here eyes feel heavy with tears. Before one even fell Kendo pushed his lips as soft as the strong boy could, wrapping a large and beefy arm around her waist as he slipped his tongue in her mouth, letting his hand slide down to pull her up to sit on the tops of his thighs while he leaned against his dresser. Softly [ ] pushed her hand on his chest and pulled away, now eye to eye with Kendo “Sorry , d-did i overstep my place” He asked as she let out a snot, before laughing. Confused, Kendo went to talk before she stopped him “No no, youre good, just that if we keep kissing on this dressed there's gonna be a hole in the wall” She said as she pointed to where the mirror kept tapping a spot, scrapes already aroring it “R-right!” He laughed too, picking her up to set her on his bed “Now then...lemme serve you princess” He said before kissing her again, not letting her rebuttal his own comment. As the two kissed he made sure to be as gentle as he could be , at times clumsily nipping her lip or his hand pulling hard at her clothes.

All in the name of wanting to show how much she meant to him. Soon he pulled away, a small string of saliva strung between them from the hearty kissing. “[ ]...i think i love you” He said as she gave him a soft look , trying to catch her breath from the dramatic kiss they came from “Good, because i love your loud ass too Kendo” She teased as he smirked,leaning down to bite her neck, causing her to moan loudly “We’ll see whos loud after im done wit ya” he gave his own tease back as he moved between her plump thighs, kissing the flesh there as he pulled her shorts to the side, exposing her flushed lower lips. Gasping she reached for his hand that held her legs apart causing the fresh blonde to look up at her, eyes wandering over her face for signs of him to stop “I-Im not used to being this bare sorry..” She whimpered out as it dawned on the other side of her words “Have you ever ate out baby?” he asked as she hid her face from him, shaking ehr head as he groaned, pulling her shorts down as he saw her lacy panties , a smirk placed on his lips as he peeled them off too, a string of arousal keeping them plastered to her lips “fuck, that bastared really didnt take care of you” he growled as she sat up to see his darkening eyes kiss up to her lips whispering out a “but i will” as he sucked one of her lips into his mouth, causing a lound moan from the woman he was inbetween. Slowly he licked up her lips, searching for that small pearl as she whined, a hand coming down to tug his hair. Grunting he soon found it, sucking onto her clit as she gasped, her thighs shutting over his head as he looked up to her, watching as her back arched off of the bed once her pressed his tongue hard against her clit. Softly he let a hand run under her thigh, a single thick finger tracing over her twitching hole as he pushed it in gently, making [ ] squeal. “K-Ken!” She called out as he looked up again, catching her eyes and flushed face on his actions. Making a show of what he was doing he let a second one join the first as he sucked hard on her bud at the same time making [ ]’s eyes roll back as her hand fell from his head, nervous od pulling too hard. Kendo however had other plans. Feeling her walls tighten around his fingers he made sure to find that spongy spot and hitting it, finally pulling his lips from her clit as he smiled “Uuh Uh doll, look at me” He growled as she hesitantly glances at him, regretting that she did. He looked way too good, hair a mess as he was panting, catching his breath from being down on her. With evry pump of his fingers his muscle in his arm twitched, making her own walls spasm as she watched it “Ya like it sweetheart?” He asked as she shook her head, watching him move back to her pussy “Good, cause i aint done” He said as he gave her clit kitten licks beofe slurping on it, throwing a wink at her as he picked up his pace, making [ ]’s voice rise as she felt herself getting close before quickly snapping at a particular hard thrust of his finger to her spot on her walls.

Letting out a light scream she came over his fingers and tongue, the male laughing gleefully as he sucked up her juices. LEtting her come down some he watched her face as bliss spread through her body and a sense of confidence whent though his. Slowly he picked up the pace of his fingers again, going from a shallow push to more stroking as he heard [ ] whine, grabbing at his hand “Uh uh sweetheart, you taste too good fro me to only let you cum on my tongue once” he said as he pushed her down by her stomach, letting her take his spare hand as he went back to suckling on her lower lips. He knew he had a lot in stored for her, and watching the newly admitted love of his life cum from his pleasing was enough for him to realized he needed to do more. Popping off her clit as puling his fingers gently out he looked at her ravished body, using his non wet hand to pull at his sweats. “Youre beautiful like this [ ]” kendo said as she took in heavy breaths, feeling her throat close as he stroked his massive size, rubbing the swollen head as he looked at her , giving her a soft smile “Ya dont have to take me just yet , hes just throbbin too much” He groaned as he twisted his hand hard over his leaking tip, feeling himself throb as he laid back on his bed. “Ride my face?” he asked with one of the most sinful looks [ ] had ever seen ; lustful eyes watching her as his large hand stroked his larger dick, the soft and fleshy muscle jumping at watching her crawl to him, throwing a leg over his neck

“I-i dont wanna suffocate you..” She said as he smirked before saying “Ya cant suffocate me i want it” Soon he grabbed her hip, pushing her onto his awaiting mouth as he picked up his pace, sliding his tongue into her twitching hole as she rocked her hips, keeping a steady pace as she held herself on his shoulder and headboard, ,depreate moand and cries tumbling out as he rocked her too, going from her clit to her dripping entrance, stoking his dick harder and harde as her moans spurred him on. Soon he felt the bud in his mouth twitch and throb harder, the sounds [ ] made increasing as his own hand sped up with his throbbing head, the telltales of them both getting close. A moan erruptred from the girl on his lips as she came again , her essence running down his face as he groaned, ropes of cum shooting onto his hand and stomach as he came himself, still stroking out what he could as the pressure he felt subside. Sliding off softly [ ] saw the mess behind her, taking it upon herself to lick up some of it as she was met with his same aber eyes, watching her move to his still hard member “Let me take care of you too?” she asked shyly. Fuck he was done for as he felt himslef hardend worse at her words, a large hand coming up to smack her ass as he psuhed her up and over his head, letting his tip and her swollen lips run over eachother. Slowly he pushed his tip past her budding lips, entranced by the way it swallowed her whole “Fuck...i love you [ ] and by the time im done with ya...youll know it” he whispered in her ear as she felet him push, more and moreof his large size spreading her lips father than shed ever had. Her eyes rolled up as she felt him bottom out, both moaning as he picked up his pace, making a soothing rhythm as little moans and whines came from [ ], deep grunts coming from Kendo as he kissed her shoulders and back, marking where he could as he felt himself get closer with how she was throbbing over his member.

Digging his fingers as deep as he could in her plush hips he let our a mantra of ‘Cummin’ i and ‘ I love yous’ in her ear as she pushed back against him, feeling herself teetering as he pushed as deep as he could go ,letting himself cum as she came too, the overwhelming feeling of him throbbing against her spongy walls and previous orgasms enough to push her over a third time. “[ ]” Kendo rasped as [ ] hummed , feeling her legs still shake with him in her “Im serious, i'm never leaving you...you're mine and i love you…” kendo said as he kissed the back of her neck, nibbling her ear as he stayed in her “Mhm….i love you too Rappa..”

[jae-writes-fanfiction]

Idk what mcu gals u write for but for yr freaky fics if you do would u write for Wanda Maximoff, as a lesbian with the costume party prompt? Other WandaVision stuff has me feelin a type of way 🥰

Sweet Little Lies

Wanda Maximoff x fem!Reader - 332 Words - More Freaky Fics

Notes: For MCU/other larger fandoms I don’t have specific characters I do/don’t write for I just either do the request or don’t. Also this is, again wlw/lgbt content. If that’s a problem gtfo 🏳️‍🌈

Warnings: they make out on a couch?? Idk if that needs a warning lol.

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Wanda looked amazing. Her Halloween costume was a little silly and very sexy. It reminded you of the comic book heroes you read about as a kid, except you knew Wanda could destroy you in under a minute.

“You don’t think this is too tacky?” She did a little spin showing off the sleek cuts and tight fabric.

You shook your head slowly, your moth running dry at the sight of her. “I think it’s perfect,” you said feeling your face heat up.

Before your girlfriend could respond, the storm outside sent a pile of snow on top of the already covered power lines and then everything went dark.

You swore lowly and stumbled through your apartment looking for a candle. Finally getting some light back into the room you watched Wanda’s entire demeanor deflate as she slumped back onto the couch.

You sat next to her and took her hand in yours as she sighed.

“I was so excited about this party. It would’ve been the first time you got to meet the team and just,” she gestured to the darkness of the apartment and the blizzard outside, “this sucks.”

The candlelight flickered over her face and you pushed the headpiece off her hair and pulled her into your arms.

“It can suck, less.” You said with a wink that made her laugh. She giggled as you danced your fingertips across her collarbone, quickly undoing and sliding the dollar store costume cape off her shoulders.

You leaned forward to kiss her and as your lips met you felt the same butterflies you did every time she touched you. Everything about her was magical and made you feel as if anything was possible.

In another breath, Wanda gently pushed you back onto the couch and wrapped her arms around you. As the kisses grew deeper and her hands roamed over your body shedding the parts of your costume- you couldn’t help thinking this was a much better way to spend the night.

[kingkatsuki]

I’m not gonna lie,, I’m thirsting HARD over dom-daddy kiri rn. It’s 2am and I can’t stop thinking about him and how fricken hot everything about him is. Like I can just see him looking at his phone and seeing the you’re active on insta and he asks u what ur doing up, (you’re thirsting over his half naked hero costume pics) and you simply respond with.. “nothing...👀” and he KNOWS wtf is up.. like mmMMM this got me feelin some type of way 🤪🥵🥵

Just the fact that you’re online at these hours, it must mean you’re up to no good. I mean 2am is peak horny hours, right? When he see’s the little symbol beside your name to say you’re active he can’t help but slide into your DMs.

Sending you a quick message before going straight to your profile and looking over your pictures. They don’t even have to be that suggestive for Kirishima to get a flurry of dirty thoughts in his mind. Immediately thinking about how your pouty lips would look wrapped around his cock. Palming himself through his sweats as he waits for your reply.

It doesn’t take long, it never does with you. Always so eager and ready to please, especially if the suggestive messages you were constantly leaving on his profile were anything to go by. Such a big mouth for such an innocent looking girl-

Want to explain to me what you’re doing awake at 2 in the morning then, Princess?

Kirishima’s eyes already watching you type a response as he cups his hand around his cock, letting his fingers brush against his meaty balls.

Nothing...👀

Just by the emoji alone, Kirishima knows you’re up to no good. He saw you leaving a more than suggestive comment on the story he’d uploaded just before he got into bed.

Prove it.

He felt his cock throb against its confines as he noted the image attachment in the next message you’d sent. A selfie of you laying back in your bed, wearing an official Red Riot shirt which had ridden up your body just enough for him to make out the curves of your hips that led down to pretty red lacy panties. You were such a fucking tease.

I bet you’re doing something, Red Riot.

Kirishima smirked at this, he knew it. You were always sliding into his direct messages with the suggestive comments and pictures. The innocent persona on your main account most definitely a ruse~ some of the comments that you’d left on his public Hero Instagram was enough to make anyone blush.

You’re going to have to show me more if you want something from me, babe.

Another picture comes through and he has to stop himself from cumming on sight. His Hero shirt is now bunched up over your breasts, the hem of it between your teeth as your breasts are on full display for him, your nipples pebbled and perfect as though you were teasing them before sending the picture to him. The outline of your lacy underwear still visible. 

Didn’t I tell you before what happens when you tease me, Princess?

His thumbs already in the hem of his boxers, tugging them down to free his aching cock. His fist already wrapping around his girth to give himself a rough tug. 

I’ll do whatever you say, Daddy~

[unproduciblesmackdown]

3, 5, 16, 20, 26, 32, 49

Thank you Friend

3) What show/YouTube video(s) do you put on in the background when you when you don’t have anything to watch but you want something on?

yea great fucking question i’m usually trying to wrangle every time i draw......there’s like one streamer who plays horror games in a chill enough way or sometimes i’ll sort of scour around for some Long Video Essay cuz i’ll def be drawing for 40 Min and/or Beyond, but that’s a risky move b/c will i hate the media analysis and have to stop drawing to search for a new one? maybe......so usually i like to listen to podcast

5) What’s your favorite pair of shoes that you own?

someone recently managed to find some fairly new sneakers in my size like damn idk where you got them from but hell yes......i have some sneakers that aren’t very comfy / are getting a bit old so that pwns

16) Pick a song lyric to describe your current mood (and drop the name and artist!)

smh of course i don’t know songs and can’t think of songs and don’t know what mood i’m in (feelin just Fine to the extent any of us are ever “fine”; vibing) so i’m giving up on this question but hey can always fire these kinds of questions at me, who knows when it’ll be a fluke where i’ll muster an answer

20) Do you match your socks?

i do try to match my socks yeah lol but really the priority is if they’re the same Type / like, if you got a set of socks and the only difference is color/pattern or whatever nbd if you can’t find a match of them when you’re putting on socks.....would be deeply cursed to have like entirely diff Cut / Fit of socks on tho rip

26) You can only have one juice for the rest of your life, what is it?

well i guess my faves are Undiluted Grape or Orange.....i Guess i’d go with orange. scurvy resigned

32) Rainbows, stars, or sunset colored clouds?

hmm well all of them are Neat of course but i guess. sunset colored clouds......some of them are underwhelming but the good ones are v good

49) What’s something that you don’t have a picture of that you wish you did?

can’t think of anything but it’d be funny if my brother ever finds the photo album where i got to wear a just entirely Cats-inspired costume for a show once......bodysuit + arm/legwarmers and all. like fuck yes

[talkfastromance4]

Halloween Show

A continuation of this blurb :) 

**the above photo got me feelin’ some type of way. OOF**

This is pure smut tbh so proceed with caution.

Masterlist

Any requests or you want to talk please send them here lovies :)

You whimpered at the feeling of his hot lips on your cool skin. He’d only just gotten back from the venue so he was still on his post concert high and the heat of his drum playing still coursed through his veins. 

His fingers slipped beneath the dark fabric of your costume and he groans when he notices you weren’t even wearing a bra. His body was hot compared to your cool skin and each swipe of his fingers or lips left steam and desire in his wake. 

You tugged on his blackened locks to kiss him, desperately trying to ease the knot building in your stomach and the pool of wetness forming between your thighs. His tongue licked in your mouth while he shoves the short sleeves of your costume off your shoulders resulting in the whole costume to fall in a small heap at your feet. 

He spun you around quickly causing you to fall back onto the hotel bed stopping your kiss. He gazes down at you licking his lips before taking his bottom lip in between his teeth. 

“My favorite color,” he muses stroking a long finger atop the red laced band of your panties. He trails his finger passed your pubic bone and presses lightly on the patch of wetness. “Uh oh, what’s this, doll?” he tuts rubbing his finger on your center.

You can’t even help the squeak slipping from your mouth at his touch. A smile ghosts over his lips and he crouches down onto the floor pulling the red lace down and off your body. He pockets it in his back right pocket. 

“We don’t have much time, angel,” he tells you sponging kisses from the inside of your knee up your thigh. “You want my mouth or my cock?” 

You shiver at his words and watch in bated breath as his lips ghost over your heat. His hazel eyes flash up at you as he smirks and kisses down your other thigh, he bites lightly at your flesh and you moan. 

“Use your words, baby,” he demands kissing his way back up between your thighs. 

You desperately wanted to feel him inside you, sex with Ashton after a show was one of the best experiences of your life. It was primal and hot, his body rocking against yours caused multiple orgasms to wash over you and afterwards when he finally chased his high he was so caring. He was loving words with even softer touches as your hearts slowed. 

But he was right about time. You were supposed to meet everybody at the bar down the block for the Halloween Happy Hour and that only gave you about ten minutes. Hopefully he’d still be in the mood after the bar. 

“Mouth, mouth, please,” you gasp out as his lips hover over your core. 

He smiles once more and with no hesitation dives right in, mouth open tongue swirling in between your folds. Your fingers fly into his hair and your stomach tightens at the feeling of his mouth. A pleasured moan fills the room and stretches into another one as he hums against you, his teeth nibbling at your clit. 

“So wet for me, baby,” he whispers and your toes curl when you feel his tongue slip inside you, once, twice, three times. He replaces it with his long middle finger and you cry out, rolling your hips into his mouth, tugging on his hair. 

He curls his finger inside you then wiggles against your warm wall, his tongue accompanying that sends you into overdrive. The knot in your stomach clenches, clenches, clenches and when his mouth, tongue and finger become more vigorous you lose control. 

You scream out his name, thighs clenching, back arching as your orgasm hits you like a tsunami. Ashton doesn’t stop his actions, his mouth coaxing you through your bliss. Your head is pounding but you also feel a sense of weightlessness as the euphoria slips away and you just feel the good sensations from Ashton’s mouth. 

Your body relaxes, Ashton removes his finger and kisses the inside of your thigh staring up at you as he sucks the remainder of your orgasm off his finger. 

“That was a good one, baby,” he praises you. He crawls over your body kissing you, letting you taste yourself from his mouth. You moan. 

“So good,” you pant on his lips, the inside of your thighs are still throbbing. 

He helps you sit up and you feel a rush swirl around your head from sitting vertical now. He fixes the hair at the back of your head, kisses your forehead then helps you stand up on shaky legs. 

“I’ve got you,” he says aiding you back into your costume. 

“Ash, my underwear,” you say weakly pointing to the red peeking out from his pocket. 

“You won’t need them, love,” he shakes his head zipping up your romper. 

“Uh, why not?” 

“I need to finish what I started after the bar, don’t I?” he smirks pinching your ass. 

You both arrived at the bar hand in hand, Ashton sans blue hair. The guys complained but you didn’t care in the slightest. Your red lace peeking out of his pocket sent a thrill through your body that wasn’t due to Halloween. 

[absentauthor]

Halloween Homebody

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You spend Halloween alone every year, eating candy, baking, and watching scary movies. This year, Bucky invites you to come along with him, Steve and Sam to Tony’s Halloween Bash. Things don’t end the way you hoped they would.

Warnings: A bit angsty. The reader is a bit insecure.

Words: 1400+

Halloween was always your favorite holiday. As a kid it meant dressing up and trick-or-treating, coming home to get into pajamas and watch spooky movies while sorting your candy with your siblings.

Once you grew up, it became about scary movies and baking sweet treats. You didn't really do well with the parties. You loved everything about Halloween; just not the parties. You had a few bad experiences with them in the past and after a while you never got invited to them anyway, so creating your own traditions maintained your love for the day. Even when you joined the Avengers and received an invitation to Tony's yearly Halloween Haunting bash, you still chose to sit out the party.

Instead, dressed in Jack-o'-lantern printed pajama pants and a Halloween poster sweatshirt, you ignored the raucous race to get ready for the party and hid in the residential kitchen, baking cookies and listening to your ‘Spooky’ playlist. Complete with songs like The Monster Mash and Bette Midler's I Put a Spell on You.

The latter being the one you were currently dancing and singing along to while baking slutty brownies. Sliding across the floor in your fluffy socks and singing into your ice cream scoop, Halloween was already shaping up pretty okay.

"I put a spell on you, and now you're-"

"Nice moves, Doll."

You jumped at the sound of a voice, yelping like a heroine in a horror movie. You dropped the ice cream scooper you were using as a microphone, staring up at the reason for your surprise.

You were a generally klutzy person. Bucky Barnes (and your immense crush on him) didn't help that fact. Especially when he appeared in doorways, all smirking and clean cut, dressed like he'd just stepped out of a 1940's recruitment office. Decked in an army uniform from the 40's, Bucky was increasingly meta and undeniably gorgeous.

You couldn't pinpoint when exactly you fell for Bucky, but it was moments like this that you wished you knew how to function like a normal frickin' person instead of some lovestruck moron.

"What are you doing here?" You ask abruptly. "Shouldn't you be leaving for Tony's party?"

He came to stand beside you, glancing over your shoulder at all the baked goods you had spread out on the counter. His sudden proximity wasn't doing much in the way of keeping you calm and collected. He smelled good. Looked good too, especially up close.

"Just waitin' on Sam and Stevie. They're dressed as soldiers too," he said with a smile, stealing one of your already baked cookies. You giggled as he popped it into his mouth, eating it whole.  

"You'll have all the girls swooning and wishing they were born in 1942," you mutter before you can stop yourself.

"According to Sam, that's the plan."

You tried not to dwell on his response, focusing on cleaning your ice cream scoop and returning to your latest batch of pumpkin shaped cookies.

"What's with all the baking?" He asked. "Aren't you dressing up for Tony's party?"

"No. I'm not going."

His surprise was undeniable, clear in his strained and shocked, "Why?"

"Halloween parties aren't really my thing."

He had that cute little crinkle between his eyebrows, his confusion resembling a puppy. "But you love Halloween."

"Yeah, just not the parties. I was never really invited to them and when I was I always ended up disappointed. So now I decorate, buy candy and bake, all before sitting down for a spooky movie marathon."

He leaned back against the counter, taking another cookie before meeting your eyes. You swallowed hard and looked away, unable to handle the intensity of his bright blues eyes on yours.

He smiled, "That actually sounds fun."

Should you ask him to join you? No, he has plans. Why would he want to join you?

"I-I'd ask if you wanted to join me, but Sam and Steve would probably kill me for messing up your lil' group costume."

"Yeah, you're probably right," he chuckled. "Why don't you come and hang out with us at the party? If anything can make your night interesting it would definitely be watching Sam strike out again and again and again."

You considered it, you honestly did. But part of you knew that watching Sam hit on girls left the possibility of watching Bucky hit on them too. He was very much single and a real flirt. He was just being nice in inviting you; you weren't a factor in his love life and you knew it.

But he was a factor in yours and you knew your ego couldn't really take watching him flirt with another girl right in front of you.

You shook your head, "I don't want to be a fourth wheel on your guy's night. And besides, I don't have a real costume. Just these pajamas."

"Doll, you wouldn't be a fourth wheel. And I bet you've got somethin' in that closet that looks like a costume."

You heave a sigh. He's just being nice. Stick to your guns.

"Bucky, it's okay. I love Halloween. And I've been spending it like this for years and that hasn't changed. Don't worry about me. Just go and have fun!"

He opens his mouth to protest, only for Sam and Steve to walk into the kitchen before he can.

"Y/N! You're baking?" Steve asked with a furrowed brow. Bucky may use the confused puppy-dog look from time to time but Steve had it down pat.

"She's not going to the party," Bucky blurted before you could even attempt to answer Steve.

"What? Why? You've had your Halloween decorations up since September!"

You sigh and glare a little at Bucky. He seemed frustrated now and you couldn't understand why.

"I have my own little traditions, boys. Including baking the cookies Wilson is currently stuffing in his mouth and pockets because he thinks I can't see him."

"Shit," Sam mumbled through a bite of sugar cookie. "Run!"

He took off for the door, handing Steve a couple of cookies from his pocket, only for the Captain to follow suit, running out with a ghost cookie sticking out of his mouth.

Soon enough it was just you and Bucky, locked in a disagreement you didn't fully understand.

"Your friends are waitin' on you, Sarge," you said, trying to break the indescribable tension.

It was his turn to sigh. He fixed his hat on his head, stepping towards you again. You didn't step back this time.

"Doll, if you change your mind, I'll be there. I'd love to see you there." He stepped in your space again, this time leaning in and pressing a kiss to your cheek. "Happy Halloween."

He turned and left, leaving you standing there with a hand over your suddenly warm cheek and a racing heart.

"Happy Halloween, Sarge."

---

Sometime during your viewing of Orphan you came to a decision.

You'd give Tony's party a chance. You'd put the effort in and maybe it would pay off. The prospect of spending the night talking to Bucky was a powerful notion, especially when it felt like his kiss was imprinted on your cheek. Maybe you'd misread a signal, maybe he saw you as someone who could be more than a friend.

You rushed to your closet, searching for something resembling a costume.

Everything looked pretty plain, until you came across the full-skirted red dress you wore to your friend's wedding a year earlier. Tea length and satin, it was the prettiest dress you owned. It gave off an old Hollywood glamour vibe; one that you could maybe pass off as some starlet from the 50's. . .maybe even the 40's.

You dressed quickly, pinning back your hair and applying your favorite red lipstick. Your nerves were returning, the anticipation of disaster returning in droves.

But you pushed them away. You let yourself hope. You walked into the Tower's intricately decorated lobby with your head held high.

It only took a moment for everything to change.

Some naive part of you hoped you'd been missing out on something, especially when the man of your dreams was the one encouraging you to step outside your comfort zone and show up to a type of party you never enjoyed.

You ignored every warning and every inkling that came to you, everything that protected you from the usual disappointment that came from a once eventful night for you.  

You showed up at the party. You took a chance, a risk.

Only to be faced with Bucky locked in a passionate kiss with a girl dressed as a frilly-skirted maid.

You turned and left. Maybe you’d be back in your pajamas in time to watch Jennifer’s Body.

You realized that maybe you were just better off spending your favorite holiday alone in your bed after all. 

___

Part 2

A/N: So, I wrote this lil’ oneshot. I hope you all like it; I do have a part two planned, if you’re feelin’ it. Happy Halloween, witches!

Disclaimer: I do not own any character that is a part of the MCU or Marvel universe.

[archivepolarisornah]

A walk | Tina

Tina was due to start work any minute now (and by any minute now, she meant ten minutes ago, and she was still a ten minute walk away from the motel). She had lied about having a presentation in class that morning, because she and Peter had been up late creating chaos, and she didn’t feel like slogging through work. The afternoon shift was the best she could get.

With a brisk walk, she weaved her way through the streets, avoiding pedestrians and bike racks and trash cans, and prayed that Hook or Smee wasn’t waiting for her at the door. It wasn’t the first time she had been late. Nor would it be the last.

Turning a corner, the hope of making it to work late but unnoticed shattered. A collision caused her to stumble and she almost toppled over had she not swiftly stuck of hands on her hips and lurched forward with a mouthful of profanity. In this time, she hadn’t been looking up. The curses fell when she realised she was standing before the very person she was hoping to avoid.

“Oh, uh… “ Tina dusted herself off, and stuck her nose in the air like none of that had even happened. “Mr. Hook. Hi.”

“Miss Bell.” James looked at his employee with a raised eyebrow, his hands crossed in front of his chest and his head moved into a slight tilt. “How did the presentation go?” Seeing the bags under her eyes made him wonder if she had any sleep at all.

Seeing he wasn’t in the mood to scold her for being late, he decided to do the complete opposite. “Go home and get some rest. The hotel stands by a smile, and the feeling of magic greeting them when they enter. You look like you’ll fall over any minute. I’ll give you a day off, but you’ll have an early shift tomorrow instead. Take better care of yourself, Tina.” He pointed out.

“I’ll make Peter’s meal instead. I’ll tell him you’ll be back tomorrow.”

Her brow furrowed and she found her mouth gaping open in confusion. “Presentation…?” Tina repeated. She had completely forgotten her excuse! When it finally dawned on her, the girl took a sharp in take of breath and feigned a laugh. “The presentation! Oh, it was… Just… Terrible. Didn’t go as planned. I have to re-do it next week.” Hopefully he would believe her. After-all, she looked so utterly exhausted that she could blame her lapse in memory on the stress of the whole thing.

Tina was about to plead her case about being late when Hook took her by complete surprise. Go home and rest. Had she heard him right? Surely not! “What? I’m fine, I–” She caught her own tongue before she could protest. “I’m not going to argue with you, but… You feelin’ alright there sir?” With a fair stretch Tina reached up to place the back of her hand on James’ cheek as if to check his temperature.  

Of course, Tina had every intention of heading straight to see Peter and telling him that Old James Hook had gone soft. But Hooky didn’t need to know that.

“Ah, that’s a pity.  Anything of help I can offer?” Though he didn’t have a grand education due to being an orphan. He always had put effort into it before his new family kicked him out and he got thrown out of school. No school took on a student for free, and those amazing stories how teacher pity a student and hand them free education, well that was a rarity on its own.

“Are you sure Miss Bell? You look pale, and I don’t think it will do you well, nor our costumers. I can take over for the day.” He had to roll his eyes for a moment. “Yes, I’m well, time is money and I don’t want to lose costumers because you are too sick to handle it. It’s a paid leave, let’s say five days.” He crossed his arms. “Feel free to return when you feel a bit better.” He swats her hand away shaking his head. “I’m not sick Tina.”

If anything he was in a good mood. That was overshadowed with a worry about Peter, but he wouldn’t voice that.

“Not unless you feel like bribing my tutor. Or you could totally take her out on a date! Cheer her up a little, put in a good word for me maybe?” Tina was rambling now, hoping to steer the conversation away from her education completely. It wasn’t that she didn’t like going to class, but she had a hard time getting on with the other girls and her tutors found her stubborn and difficult to teach.

The girl nodded, though it was deliberately half-hearted. She would take offence to the fact that he thought she looked pale and tired later, but for now, she would milk it for all she could. “I mean… If you insist Mr Hook. I’ll go right home and sleep!” Tina resisted the urge to giggle when he pushed her hand away. “But really, you better watch we don’t come down with the same thing.”

James could feel himself rolling his eyes. “Do I seem the type of man who needs a date right now?” Sure he’d been single for a while, but it wasn’t really the highest priority in his life right now. “Why does she even need a cheer up?” Did this teacher get any grey hairs from teaching her students? He probably would if he was the one filling her shoes. Then again he’d never say no to a challenge.

He nodded as she finally accepted his advice to rest. “I don’t get sick that often, so I’m not too worried. And even if I were I’d know when to rest.” He shrugged. “Take good care of yourself, Miss Bell.”

[bookcoversalt]

is dread nation a good example of a cover utilizing photography/a real model? (please tell me its a good example bc i love it SO MUCH and i haven't even read the book yet)

YEP YEP YEP YEP YEP the dread nation cover is AWESOME and here’s why, even though I’m usually a big proponent of illustrated figures over models for this kind of thing: a) the figure isn’t separated from context b) the photography is a stylistic choice with conceptual relevance rather than a presumed default.

A “a model on the cover as the character” typically works best when the entire cover is comprised of the original photograph, rather than a figure that’s been cut out and pasted over a new background (*unless your design is intentionally collage-ey, like, say, the new Simon VS cover. There’s exceptions to everything). This is common in contemporary YA: good examples off the top of my head include To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before and When Dimple Met Rishi.

These are both art directed well, framed interestingly, and edited in a very natural-looking way, with a similar ~ light and modern ~ overall aesthetic that suits the book. (Seriously, the WDMR cover is SO CUTE AND GOOD AND WHAT WE DESERVE.) It’s just straight up harder to do this for fantasy or historical, both logistically (costumes and props are more expensive and harder to obtain) and artistically: “photography of a model in a studio” lends itself to breezy naturalism more easily than ~~~~ high fantasy drama ~~~~~.

To get that high fantasy/historical capital-d-Drama with your photographed model, you normally enter the world of heavy photomanipulation, and while that’s by no means an AUTOMATIC bad thing it throws the door wide ass open for… Issues. 

(See also my The Belles review and…… every romance cover since 2001 or so.)

Because once you start stylizing, where do you stop? And once you pass a certain threshold of unrealism (usually, the point at which you physically cut out the figure from its background) what’s your justification for using photography at all? [real answer: because the alternative, illustration, is expensive and time-consuming.] How are you using the inherent clash between the two to your design’s advantage, rather than making it a burden of visual weirdness? The above two examples are draped in fantasy symbolism but divorced from any context that make them feel ~ real in any intended way; they’re too glossy and obviously composited while trying to convince you that they’re not.

At a certain point, if you refuse to cede realism to stylization, you either have to execute with 101% skill to make it work or you end up in uncanny valley slash extreme cheesiness.

(The Mirror King models got me feelin….. a way. Mostly about how he’s wearing a…… p aintball vest (?) and she’s literally wearing this exact cinderella costume)

(CDs: please get to know some cosplayers/ theater people. you can do better.)

Also I really want to hit this point of “what’s your justification for using photography at all?” It seems like a stupid question, but every single goddam thing in a design should have a reason it looks the way it does, should contribute to a greater stylistic whole. Often the choice to use stock models isn’t a choice, it’s simply a default, the Easiest way to get A Human Figure on the page. To go back to my talk of romance and adult fantasy covers, that’s fine for some genres, but if you’re going to put that much effort into the stylization of your YA fantasyscape, why not do the same for the figures within it? Why not invest in art with a stylization that says something about your story?

One counterpoint to this being that the sentiment that we need more POC on book covers is an important one, and seeing nonwhite models, rather than illustrations, Matters. And I want to be clear that this is not me trying to say illustration is better than photography, or that you can do photomanip THIS WAY but not THIS WAY; when I talk about good vs bad artistic methods and trends, I am not saying X is always better than Y, i am saying, X is normally in a better position to achieve the goals we want to achieve [in this case on fantasy and historical novel covers]. I am making generalizations to which there are plenty of exceptions. Throne of Glass did in theory the thing I want and redid its cover into an illustration, and it SUCKS SUPER HARD, as we all know. Way worse than that weirdly sterile photomanip. This is a rambly post because there’s a lot of nuance and variation in what makes “photographed model” work or not work on a cover, and I don’t want to seem like I’m giving it a blanket dismissal regardless of my feelings about Dread Nation’s cover.

Two good “stock cover model” examples re: fantasy are Shadowshaper and The whole Selection series:

Shadowshaper is flawed (that drop shadow on the title! why! would you do that!) but its use of a model is excellent; it leans into the unrealism of the manip with the paint swirls in her hair that become the primary source of visual interest.

The selection covers aren’t especially popular, but I really honestly think they’re great (and a good example of expanding a cover into a series in an instantly recognizeable but sufficiently varying way.) I’ve always been curious to see what the original photos looked like vs the final, because I can’t tell how much of the sparkles/mirror effects/color/whatever else was edited in vs organically there– it has the dramatic, larger-than-life effect photomanip a ~fantasy~ cover is going for, blended seamlessly with the clearly real model (and the text is interesting and well-balanced.) (to reference my earlier stipulations, this is the rare occurance of the 101% execution.)

SO

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THE THING.

So again, Dread Nation works not only because the design and photographic direction is really tight, but because the model is in context and that context is conceptually sound: this is a civil war photo. This isn’t just imagery pastiched together to look cool, it uses visual cues with specific cultural connotations (the flag draped behind her, the framing, the faint sepiatone, the way it fades out on the right like a damaged antique photograph) to not just tell us what the book is about, but to create this instant gut reaction and sense of drama built off our contextual knowledge of the civil war. Like. You can HEAR this cover, war drums and rifles and [zombie slashing noises] and all, despite not slapping, like, canons anywhere. Subtlety! Incredible!

And it literally would not work as an illustration; it might look cool, but it would lack the visual coding that comes from the realism. That’s what makes a really great photographic cover: if you would actively lose something trying to do anything else.

The other thing I really love about this cover is how the composition really lets its few, well-chosen details (the bloody scythe and the delicacy of the text) breathe, without sacrificing any drama or dynamism to do it. It is fucking hard to use such thin, fussy, textured type effectively on a cover, especially right on top of other imagery, and it’s a testament to the balance of the whole design that it works so well here (and the pairing of it with the tracked-out all caps for the secondary type is [kisses fingers]).

THIS POST IS KIND OF A MESS BUT BOTTOM LINE, DREAD NATION HAS A GREAT COVER AND I HAVE A LOT OF FEELINGS ABOUT USE OF MODELS ON BOOK COVERS. THANKS FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK.

[blackkudos]

Solange Knowles

Solange Piaget Knowles (/soʊˈlɑːnʒ/; born June 24, 1986) is an American singer, songwriter, dancer, model and actress. Expressing an interest in music from an early age, Knowles had several temporary stints in Destiny's Child, before signing with her father Mathew Knowles's Music World Entertainment label. At age 16, Knowles released her first studio album Solo Star (2002). Between 2005 and 2007, Knowles had several minor acting roles, including the direct-to-video Bring It On: All or Nothing (2006) and continued writing music for her older sister Beyoncé Knowles-Carter and for ex-Destiny's Child group members Kelly Rowland and Michelle Williams.

In 2007, Knowles began to record music again. Her second studio album Sol-Angel and the Hadley St. Dreams (2008) deviated from the pop-oriented music of her debut to the Motown Sound of the 1960s and 1970s. It peaked at number nine on US Billboard 200 and received positive reviews from critics. She followed this up with the 1980s pop and R&B–inspired extended play True (2012) on Columbia Records and her imprint Saint Records. Her third studio album, A Seat at the Table (2016) became her first number-one album in the United States. The album's first single, "Cranes in the Sky" won the Grammy for Best R&B Performance. In December 2016, Billboard magazine ranked her as the 100th most successful dance artist of all-time.

Knowles is heavily influenced by Motown girl groups and says that her first passion is songwriting. She is frequently compared by the media to her sister, Beyoncé, but Solange insists they have different aspirations and are musically different. Her other ventures include an endorsement deal with Rimmel London and a line of hip-hop-oriented merchandise for young children. On November 16, 2014, Knowles married music video director Alan Ferguson in New Orleans, Louisiana.

Early life

Knowles was born in Houston, Texas, to Mathew Knowles and Tina Lawson. Solange's older sister is singer Beyoncé. Her father, originally from Alabama, is African American, and her mother, originally from southern Louisiana, is Creole (with African, Native American, French, and 1/32 Irish ancestry). Her maternal grandparents are Lumis Beyincé and Agnéz Deréon, (a seamstress). She is also a descendant of Acadian leader Joseph Broussard. As a child, Knowles studied dance and theater. At the age of five, she made her singing debut at an amusement park. She began writing songs at the age of nine. At 13, she decided to pursue recording, but her parents initially advised her to wait. At the age of 15 Knowles replaced a departed dancer and performed with her sister's group Destiny's Child on tour. During the group's opening stint for American pop singer Christina Aguilera's tour, Knowles temporarily replaced Destiny's Child member Kelly Rowland after she broke her toes backstage during a costume change. When Knowles was 16, her father, who was then also her manager, signed her to his recording company, Music World Entertainment, along with Columbia.

Career

2001–2003: Early career and Solo Star

Managed by her father Mathew, Knowles's first time into the music business was in 2001 as the lead singer, backed with Destiny's Child, on the title theme song for the animated television series The Proud Family. She also was a featured performer on "Hey Goldmember" for the soundtrack to the 2002 film Austin Powers in Goldmember, as well as a backup singer on the track "Little Drummer Boy" on her sister's group's 2001 holiday album 8 Days of Christmas. In 2002, she was featured on Lil Romeo's second studio album Game Time, singing portions of Luther Vandross-penned "So Amazing" on the single "True Love", and on Rowland's debut solo album Simply Deep, for which she also wrote the title track and "Alone". In 2001 she also appeared as Lil' Bow Wow's date in the music video for his single "Puppy Love". She also made an appearance on The Master of Disguise soundtrack and made cameos in Play's video for "M.A.S.T.E.R. (Part II)" featuring Lil' Fizz.

In 2002, she lent her voice for the character Chanel, the cousin of the protagonist Penny Proud, in the episode "Behind Family Lines" to the animated television series The Proud Family. In June 2003, Mathew Knowles excitedly announced that he was considering adding Solange to Destiny's Child when the group reunited in 2004, thus turning them into a quartet for the first time since short-lived member Farrah Franklin left in 2000. Mathew Knowles said he was testing the reactions, and, judging by what he had heard, "it seems like a good idea". Later in August, however, Beyoncé said it was only a rumor and Destiny's Child would remain a trio. Rowland added, "She's a solo star," name-dropping Knowles's debut album.

At the age of 14, Solange Knowles started working on her debut album Solo Star, which involved American producers such as Jermaine Dupri, The Neptunes, Linda Perry and Timbaland among others. The album is primarily uptempo R&B, although Knowles said there are pop, rock, reggae and hip hop influences. Knowles co-wrote and co-produced some of the 15 tracks in the album, including its lead single, "Feelin' You (Part II)". The song failed to enter the Billboard Hot 100, but reached number three on both the Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Singles Sales and Hot Dance Music/Maxi-Singles Sales chart. Solo Star was released on January 21, 2003 in the United States, where it debuted at number 49 on the Billboard 200 and reached number 23 on the Top R&B/Hip-Hop Albums chart. Solo Star had a mixed critical reception: William Ruhlmann of AllMusic called it a "state-of-the-art contemporary R&B album", but deemed Knowles "lost somewhere in the mix". By mid-2008, the album had sold 112,000 copies domestically according to Nielsen SoundScan.

2004–2008: Films and Sol-Angel and the Hadley St. Dreams

In 2004, she guest starred in the episode "The Catch" of the sitcom One on One. Knowles appeared as a teenager in the 2004 comedy film Johnson Family Vacation, starring alongside American actors Cedric the Entertainer, Vanessa Williams and Bow Wow. She provided a song for its soundtrack—"Freedom", a collaboration with the Houston-based funk-jazz band Drop Trio. Although the reviews were generally negative, Knowles earned praise from Variety magazine: "Solange Knowles is nearly as dazzling as big sister Beyoncé and does little more than smile winningly in her first bigscreen outing." In 2006, she starred as a cheerleading captain in the film Bring It On: All or Nothing, the third installment of the Bring It On series, alongside American actress and singer Hayden Panettiere. What little critical reaction the low-budget, direct-to-DVD movie got was negative, and Knowles was described as an "affordable young starlet". Knowles uses her full name for her acting, rather than just the first name she uses when singing; for Bring It On: All or Nothing, she was billed as Solange Knowles-Smith, reflecting her married state at the time.

After the release of her debut album, Knowles started acting in films followed by a career break. While she was married, her family moved to Idaho, and, while staying there, resumed writing songs including the singles "Get Me Bodied" and "Upgrade U" from her sister's second solo album, B'Day. Knowles earned the R&B and Hip-Hop Song accolade for "Get Me Bodied" at the 2008 ASCAP Awards. She had also written songs for Destiny's Child, and members Rowland and Michelle Williams. In 2004, while pregnant with son Daniel, she made a cameo appearance in Destiny's Child's music video for "Soldier".

After the divorce, Knowles returned to Houston to begin working on her second album. Knowles renewed her management, signing a record deal with Geffen and a publishing deal with EMI. Knowles finished working on her second studio album in 2008 and titled the project Sol-Angel and the Hadley St. Dreams. It includes production by CeeLo Green, Soulshock & Karlin and Mark Ronson as well as an appearance by Bilal. A collection of 1960s and 1970s influenced songs, it is seen as a departure from her pop-oriented debut, with what Billboard magazine called "more of a modern twist on hip-hop and R&B flecked with tinges of blues and jazz". The album was released on August 26, 2008 in the United States. By December 2008, the album had sold over 114,000 copies according to Nielsen SoundScan. The album was positively received by critics, some of whom considered it far better than her debut. The album's lead single, "I Decided", was released in April 2008, and reached the top of the Billboard Hot Dance Club Play chart; Rolling Stone magazine labelled it her breakthrough single. In support of the album, Knowles began the Solange Presents Sol-Angel and the Hadley St. Dreams Tour in Britain in November 2008. Knowles also co-wrote "Scared of Lonely" and "Why Don't You Love Me" for her sister's third studio album I Am... Sasha Fierce.

Knowles announced, via her blog HadleyStreetJournal.com, that she would be releasing a series of mixtapes to coincide with the album. The first mixtape, I Can't Get Clearance..., includes the leaked track "Fuck the Industry (Signed Sincerely)". On this record, Knowles expressed her views on the current state of the music industry. The lyrics to the song name check some major artists such as Mary J. Blige, Ashanti, Keyshia Cole, and Beyoncé, although she made a point of stating that it does not have "a negative light to any of [them]". The mixtape was never released, but Solange released "Fuck the Industry (Signed Sincerely)" as a single in 2010.

2009–2014: True EP and Saint Records

In an interview with MTV in 2009, Knowles revealed that she was determining the type of sound for the follow-up to Sol-Angel and the Hadley St. Dreams. Knowles also parted ways with the Interscope-Geffen-A&M record label group. She would now release her third studio album independently. Early in 2010, Knowles traveled to Australia to work with Australian rock band, Midnight Juggernauts on her third studio album. Knowles had planned to release the album in summer as revealed on her official Twitter account in 2009. She also revealed on her Twitter account that she rented a house in Santa Barbara, California to get into a certain state of mind while writing and making music. On May 7, 2010, Knowles made a guest appearance on the popular children show, Yo Gabba Gabba! for a "Mothers Day Special" where she performed an original song called "Momma Loves Baby".

In an interview with Vibe on July 7, 2010, Knowles said she suffered "a little bit of a breakdown" while recording her new album: "I literally gave up my sanity for a while to do this record. [...] We literally were waking up in the morning and just making music all day and all night. [...] It just started to wear on me in so many different ways. I started having these crazy panic attacks." Knowles explained how she made sacrifices "mentally, emotionally and financially", and continued, "It's more than an album to me. It's a transitional time in my life." Regarding the musical direction of the album, she said the inspiration came from new wave and stated, "This is a dance record, but the lyrics can get pretty dark at times." The singer has also worked on songs with Chromeo and long-time collaborator Pharrell Williams.

In September 2012, Solange released a teaser video for "Losing You", which was announced as the lead single from her third studio album. This release marked Solange's first release as a signee of the independent label Terrible Records. The video was shot in Cape Town, South Africa in early September 2012. Knowles revealed in an interview that her mother Tina Knowles had paid for Solange and her friends to fly out and record the video as her birthday gift. On October 24, 2012, Knowles held a listening party in New York City for her EP True, released for digital download on iTunes November 27, 2012. The CD and vinyl was made available January 8, 2013. Following the EP's release, Solange appeared on the cover of The Fader magazine's 84th issue.

On May 14, 2013, Knowles announced that she had launched her own record label named Saint Records, which she will be using to release her third full-length album and future music projects distributed through Sony. Solange also collaborated with The Lonely Island on the song "Semicolon" which was featured as part of YouTube's Comedy Week and is featured on The Lonely Island's album, The Wack Album. On November 11, 2013, Knowles's record label released its first compilation album, Saint Heron.

2015–present: A Seat at the Table

On May 15, 2015 Knowles performed "Rise" for the first time at an HBO-sponsored event, which was inspired by police killings in Ferguson and Baltimore and the subsequent protests. In July 2015, Knowles announced that her third studio album was nearly complete. On her thirtieth birthday, June 24, 2016, she stated that she completed A Seat at the Table, her third studio album three days before her birthday, on June 21, 2016. The album was released on September 30, 2016, to widespread critical acclaim. It became her first number-one album in the United States. This made her and Beyoncé the first sisters to have both had US number-one albums in a calendar year. During the 2017 Roots Picnic Festival in Philadelphia, PA, Knowles performed a rendition of the sing-along from The Proud Family, the television series whose theme song she was featured on in 2001.

Artistry

Music and influences

Knowles cites as her influences Motown girl groups such as The Supremes and The Marvelettes, and Martha Reeves, lead singer of Martha and the Vandellas. She also listened to the music of English pop singer Dusty Springfield, and according to Knowles, her "greatest music influence" is her mother, Tina Knowles, who was a one-time member of the 1960s harmony group The Veltones, she is also heavily influenced by the late great Aaliyah, whom influenced A Seat at the Table. Knowles says her first passion is writing songs. Her early writings were vastly inspired by the writing style of French poet Paul Verlaine. She has been doing this since she was nine years old, and has collaborated with a number of songwriters and producers.

On her debut album, Knowles had no control over which kinds of music to produce, because "when you're 14, everyone else is older and more seasoned and you trust their decisions". Knowles was more concerned with pleasing her record label by submitting to their desires. Her musical influences were better expressed on Sol-Angel and the Hadley St. Dreams, when she considered herself mature and was able to write and produce songs as she wished, without worrying about the expectations of others. Knowles's lyrics tackle relationships, world issues, and deceased friends, with her second album focusing on events in her life, such as marriage, divorce, and parenthood. The album touched upon a variety of genres including pop-soul, psychedelic soul, electronica, and R&B. Knowles's debut extended play True is a new wave album with Knowles stating, "This is a dance record, but the lyrics can get pretty dark at times." Knowles described the EP as "eclectic with 1980s references and African percussion influences." Sonically the extended play is influenced by the keyboard sounds and beats of early 1980s pop and R&B music. The extended play was recorded in five cities including Santa Barbara, Los Angeles, Houston, New York, and on the German autobahn.

Aside from recording, Knowles occasionally paints as her hobby: "I think that painting, for me, is such an affirmative expression in that sometimes you don't know what the outcome is gonna be and each stroke and each brush for me is an emotion and, in the end, it comes out as a piece which is the most amazing thing. ... It definitely provides a different outlet."

Public image

Knowles has always been compared by the media to her sister, Beyoncé, whom she considers one of her role models. She has expressed her opinion of the comparison in the lyrics to "God Given Name": "I'm not her and never will be" – which was purposely set as the album's opening track to show their differences. In his review for the album, Jody Rosen of Rolling Stone magazine referred to the lyrics as a declaration of independence. In an interview with the Daily Mail, Knowles commented: "People think there should be this great rivalry between us, but there's never been any competition. There's a big age gap and we are two very different characters." Beyoncé was unwilling to bring her sister into the recording industry, reasoning that it "involves a lot of pressure". Knowles countered by saying, "It's good to have her advice, but we really have different goals".

In January '17, Beyonce interviewed Solange for "Interview" magazine and discussed the effect of "A Seat at The Table." Beyonce recalling the week leading up too the release of the first single. The sisters' exchange is a testimony on the heart Solange puts into her craft.

In recent years, Solange has also garnered considerable attention as a fashion icon. Her knack for bold colors, mixed prints and retro styles as well as her knack for glamorous, fashion forward looks in her music videography and public appearances has become integral to her current image. She has been photographed wearing Alexander Wang, Alexander McQueen and Chanel. The music video for her 2012 single "Losing You" featured a heavy demonstration of the contemporary sartorial movement throughout Africa, La Sape. Similarly, her decision to grow her natural hair initially generated strong reactions from the public. Since trimming off her straightened hair, her nostalgic and modern afro hairstyles have captured the attention of the media and the public alike.

Other ventures

Knowles has been promoting Baby Jamz, a hip hop-styled toy line for pre-schoolers. It was inspired by her son, Julez, who is fond of hip hop music. She is the executive producer of the CD, composed of updated hip hop inspired nursery rhymes, which is featured in all of the toys.

In 2008, Knowles was named as ambassador for Giorgio Armani's younger diffusion line, Armani Jeans. Armani said Knowles epitomizes the style, which is a "vision of a young, independent, casual lifestyle with a strong and cool, fashion sensibility".

Also, Knowles has been known for her work in the award-winning children's television show, Yo Gabba Gabba!. She performed "Momma Loves Baby" during the live performance when it toured the Dallas–Fort Worth area. She also performed "Mama Loves Baby" during a 2010 episode called "Baby".

In 2011, Knowles along with Alejandra Ramos Munoz and Zooey Deschanel, was announced as the new face of Rimmel London. In February 2012, Solange became Vogue.com's Today I'm Wearing guest blogger sharing a photograph of her outfits daily for one month.

In 2016 Solange is Michael Kors's new face for his fashion works.

House of Deréon

Knowles and sister Beyoncé model for their family's clothing line, House of Deréon, named after their grandmother, Agnéz Deréon. She also helped launch Deréon, a junior apparel collection and a sister line to House of Deréon. Both sisters model for Deréon, and are featured in most of Deréon's marketing campaigns. Together they were featured in a "Got Milk?" campaign ad, while still wearing House of Deréon.

Personal life

Knowles married Daniel Smith in February 2004 when she was 17 and he was 19. On October 18, 2004, Knowles gave birth to their son, Daniel Julez J. Smith, Jr. Knowles has partly expressed regret that she bore a child at an early age, but calls her son the greatest unplanned blessing. A song she wrote for her baby, "6 O'Clock Blues", was included on Sol-Angel and the Hadley St. Dreams. After Daniel Julez's birth, the family moved to Moscow, Idaho, where Knowles's husband continued studying in college. In October 2007, Solange confirmed in an interview with Essence magazine that she and Smith had divorced. They co-parent the child. After the divorce, Knowles and her child moved to Los Angeles, where they established their new home. In August 2013, Knowles announced that she and her son were moving to New Orleans, Louisiana.

On May 12, 2014, TMZ released security video footage of Solange physically assaulting brother-in-law Jay Z and being restrained by a security guard in an elevator at The Standard, High Line, in Manhattan, following the 2014 Met Gala. Jay Z remained passive and did not retaliate while Solange's sister Beyoncé, who was also present, did not react to either party throughout the altercation. The footage and story went viral, however the reason for the altercation remains unknown. Matthew Knowles, however, has hinted that the incident may have been faked for attention, saying: "So you sometimes have to ignite that tour. It's called a Jedi mind trick. The Jedi mind trick fools you a lot...all I know is the Jedi mind trick. Everyone's talking about it. Ticket sales went up. Solange's album sales went up 200%!" It is also rumored the cause to be Jay Z's infidelity, which Beyonce speaks about in her album "Lemonade".

On November 16, 2014, Knowles married music video director Alan Ferguson in New Orleans, Louisiana.

Discography

Solo Star (2002)

Sol-Angel and the Hadley St. Dreams (2008)

A Seat at the Table (2016)

Tours

Headlining

Solo Star Tour (2003)

The Art of Love Tour (2008)

Solange Presents Sol-Angel and the Hadley St. Dreams Tour (2008)

True Promo Tour (2012)

A Seat by the Table Tour (2017)

Supporting

Simply Deeper Tour (2003)

Wikipedia

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Match Made In Heaven

it's almost halloween, i was feelin festive and got inspired. i chose this prompt myself from one of the quote lists (send a request !) and did a random draw for the member, and ended up w my baby sunshine boy,,,thank u fate :') anyway, happy halloween everyone !! hope you had a great weekend and have fun gettin spooky 🎃💕

Dokyeom : “You can have half"

Type: Fluff

Words: 1k

“Woah,” a thoroughly impressed Seokmin breathes from across the kitchen counter as you empty your tote bag of freshly acquired treats out onto it, thankful that the kids were preoccupied with their own almost-overfilled pillowcases so they wouldn’t be after your spoils.

However, judging by the hungry look in Seokmin’s eyes as he scans the various candies, the danger of losing some of your hard-earned prizes hasn’t been evaded.

Your eyes widen when his catch on the single king-sized candy bar, your favorite kind, that you knew you should’ve hidden before emptying your bag. It was selfish, you knew, but it was always too good to share, even with your boyfriend. It wasn’t your fault he’d missed the best house in the neighborhood when you’d each split up with a few of your little cousins in a race of who could get the most candy, a competition apparently forgotten as soon as their eyes – and soon, stomachs – were filled with the sweets they earned.

Seokmin gasps in awe, picking up your most prized piece. “Where’d you get this?”

Smugness easily pushes aside your apprehension for sharing. You smile proudly, secretively. “Somewhere you missed, obviously.”

He holds it out to you, pout already forming on those lovely lips of his, the puppy eyes you’ve been dreading taking over. “Please, can I have some?”

You try your best to appear unaffected, pushing on and pretending your heart isn’t melting at the undeniably adorable look on his face, and that your mind isn’t almost completely occupied by the overwhelming urge to kiss his stupidly cute, pouty lips.

“Nope.” You shake your head resolutely, giving your own smug little frown and tapping the halo on top of your head. “It’s all mine, I earned it.”

You walk over to his side, and surprisingly, Seokmin lets you pry it from his fingers without saying a word.

Instead, his frown deepens, revealing the tiny hidden dimple on the right side of his chin, a small wonder you absolutely adore, the plastic devil horns atop his own head only accenting his cuteness, accenting the death of you.

You pout a little, too, because you know you’re done for. You should’ve known better than to contend with him, when it was apparent that your resistance to him and his foolish charms was well into the negatives.

You sigh in resignation, placing the candy back into his hand. “Fine, you can have half,” you grumble, though you bite back a smile.

As if a switch is flipped, his cheerful demeanor reappears instantaneously, his signature, blindingly bright smile back on his face in less than a second. “Yes!” He actually pumps his fist in the air triumphantly, and you can’t help but giggle at his dramatics.

You reach up to fix his horns, disarranged somehow in his excitement, and he moves closer instinctively, hands moving to rest on your hips, candy bar momentarily forgotten on the counter. “You really are a little devil,” you tease lightly when you’ve situated the horns, one of your hands lingering to cup his cheek. You bite your lip as your gazes meet and something warm and pleasant envelopes your chest.

Seokmin’s smile is playful, contagious as always, eyes filled with somehow innocent mischief. “Excuse me? I didn’t do anything wrong, I even asked politely.” He takes your hand from his cheek, pressing a soft kiss to the back of your knuckle before lacing his fingers between yours. “If anything, you’re the one that’s evil, for not wanting to share. Greed is a sin, you know.” He winks, and a flush makes its way to your cheeks, only deepening when he leans down to peck each of them.

You hum thoughtfully, unable to hide your smile any longer. “Maybe we should switch costumes,” you suggest, though rather distracted, attention captured by the softness of the hair at the nape of his neck, sliding the chestnut brown strands delightedly between your fingers.

Seokmin shakes his head, your fingers still attached to the back of it. “The point of dressing up is to pretend to be someone else, babe.”

Your fingers freeze; it’s your turn to give him your best pout. “Are you saying I’m not an angel?”

Though to you it’s a simple tease to get him back, he realizes what he’s said and his expression turns immediately regretful. “No, no, of course not, baby,” he hurries to soothe, “you’re the most beautiful angel in all of heaven and earth, you’re actual perfection and I’m so, so lucky to have you. I love you so much, with all my heart, you’re so...“

He says all this with the most sincere, loving sparkle in his eyes, and he continues his praise even as you start to giggle, until you cradle his head in both hands and start to pepper his face with kisses, the only way you know how to stop him effectively.

“Shut up, you little devil, I love you so much,” you tell him with an uncontrollable grin, pecking the adorably sharp point of his nose, feeling like you’d just seen the sun after countless years of darkness when he smiles back at you, the action pushing his eyes into small crescents. "But you're right, because you're already an actual angel, too - I wouldn't want you to compromise your identity by dressing up as one and exposing your true self."

He laughs at that, every bit as angelic as you accuse him of being - even more so. Truthfully, you wholly, completely believe that if angels existed, he was one. "I can't believe you just called me both a devil and an angel in one sentence." He kisses your forehead, pulling you closer, the shared joy between you almost palpable. “You know what, I don’t need that anymore,” he says, nodding his head towards your beloved candy bar. “You’re the sweetest thing I’ll ever have.”

You heart soars as you marvel at the stars in his eyes. “Good,” you reply playfully, “more for me.”

You just have the last word out before you’re reaching up to him and he’s leaning down to meet you in the middle, your lips coming together in a kiss as sweet as he claims you are.

Sweet enough, you think as you swipe your tongue along his bottom lip and taste the syrup of his loving words, to consider swearing off candy bars for the rest of your life, as long as you had him.

[moonlightobrien]

You're My Home - Stiles Stilinski AU Part Four.

Prompt: “How am I supposed to decide this? How can I possibly stay without mom and dad? How can I leave without Winston? Or Stiles? This is too much. I don’t even understand how it all works, why I’m here in the state that I’m in or how to get out of it if I wanted to. If I were to say, I want to wake up, would I wake up right now?”

Warnings: Angst & Smut.

Relationship: Stiles Stilinski x Reader.

Word Count: 3779

Song Choice: Tell Me You Love Me by Boy Epic / Hurricane by Fleurie

Author’s Note: hiyyyya!! Jeez, how long has it since I posted my last chapter haha lol. I hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as I do. This took me so long to write, so I hope you all enjoy this. Also I deeply apologize I have to repost this because of stupid ass Tumblr! Hope you enjoy!

Did I ever see myself dying or fulfilling a spectacular life with my family and Stiles ; Did I ever expected this happening to me? What did I do so wrong to cause this moment of horrible impact to ruin everything in my future, ruin everything that was planned for Stiles and I, all of my plans, all of my goals, my life journey to Juilliard to become a pianist, to visit Stiles’s gigs with his band seeing if they made it to the top which they will, I guarantee it! But, all of that will be gone, non-existed, never going to happen to me. All of this is my choice, I chose this, I chose if I want to live without the family I love solely to my heart, or do I live knowing that I am never going to see my beautiful parents and little brother that I love so much, all of this is my decision and that’s the most terrifying decision I ever have to make.

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“There are two types of people in this world, Allie.” Y/N held two cups filled with tea, we love coffee don’t get me wrong but with tea, it is more of a relaxing drink, more calmer in your system, it just flows with you. “Those who like real tea, and those who like froufrou drinks with ridiculous names.” Y/N sat down with a giggle, “Um, wow. You know, I'm not ashamed to be a cinnamon-spice chai latte lover.” Y/N laughs at her amazing, quirky best friend. “Thank you very much.”

“Yeah, well, it kind of smells like Christmas threw up in your mug.” Y/N never really understood those flavors of coffee, she was always basic, typical basic coffee, no black or anything else - just basic. “Fine by me,” Y/N smiled. “So Stiles? Is it awesome?” she says taking a sip of her cinnamon - spice chai latte, “It’s feels big, It's crazy. I can't eat, I can't sleep. But, for starters, I hate going to his shows.” which is the truth - Y/N loves his music, it’s just hard for her to step into his world, it feels different, she isn't use to this rock and roll, party until you drop dead kind of life - she used to have this quiet, peaceful, by herself, in her own world kind of life, now that she is dating Stiles, everything is different. Completely different if I should say. “Do you not like his music or..”

“No, I love his music. He writes these amazing songs, and...I don't know, when he comes off stage, I just wanna like lick the side of his face.” Allie’s eyes wide open with so much surprise and curious, “Oh, baby.” Y/N smiles and rolls her eyes with unanswered decisions. “But when I hang out with his crowd, I just feel like…” she hesitated, “A fish out of water?” Allie questioned. “A fish on Mars.” she sighs, she really wants to work it out, she runs her fingers through her hair filled with disappointment and confused emotions, “Come on, it's not his friends, you're afraid of, it’s him. I mean, he's older, he's in a band. All those girls surrounding him. I mean, it's scary. I get it.” Allie always knew what to say at the right moment even when I don’t have the words inside or out. “What if it doesn't work out? You gonna be there to pick up the pieces?”

“Every last one of 'em. But if it gets serious, you better not turn into one of those girlfriends who only speaks in the first person plural.” Y/N always hated those girls, she never understand why they talk like that, it’s not cool, it’s furiously annoying. “We love winter.”

“We never use deodorant.”

“We only like quinoa.” They both laughed at the mocks of the girls, they couldn’t stand when they talk like that, it’s not attractive in any way whatsoever. “If you ever turn into one of those girls, I'mma gonna shoot ya.”

“If I ever turn into one of those girls, I'mma gonna give you the gun.”

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“Hey, Mom? Who's the toughest, hottest rocker chick you can think of.” Tonight is a Halloween gig with Stiles band, I want to be in his world, I want to know what his world is like, the party to you are dead, the up all nighters life, I just want to experience it all, “Debbie Harry.”

“Okay, cool. Thanks.” Y/N was about to leave until her mother suggested a couple of other rocker chicks, “What’s this, a social studies project?” Yeah, like I’m going to research a bunch of random rocker chicks that she doesn’t even know a clue about. “No, it’s for Halloween. Tonight with Stiles.”

“Oh? And you want to be a rocker chick.” her eyebrow raised a little by the surprise in her daughter’s eyes, “I don’t even want to go.” she sighs, “Bunny rabbit, what’s up?”

“I want to dive in into Stiles’s world, You know, l wanna be like his friends. But what if I can't pull it off? The whole messy punk rocker live-in-the-moment thing.”

"Then you return all the clothes to my closet in the morning and go about your life. Baby, it's one night. Right? I mean, I know it's not your thing, but why not try out messy and in-the-moment and see how it feels. You might be surprised.” Maybe mom was right, maybe I should give it a try, the best thing I can do is try. I went upstairs to change into my rocker chick costume. Ten minutes pass, Y/N looks in the mirror taking a deep breath in and out, “For Stiles.” she puts a smile on her face and started heading out about to the most insane thing that she never felt before in her life.

“Hey, Stiles.” Y/N looks over at Stiles, he was wearing my all time favorite pianist. “Whoa, Y/N. I didn’t think you had it in you.” Stiles smiled. “Whoa, yourself.”

“I’m Beethoven,” Y/N smiled filled with joy, “Ludwig.” Stiles shows a smile of pure love for Y/N, he couldn’t stop loving Y/N even if he tried. “Come on, let’s go.” we intertwined hands walking to the party ; inside the party looks so fun and so chaotic which makes Y/N’s heart beat with so much adrenaline and energy that she just want to explode. “What’s up Stiles?”

“Debbie Harry always said, "A shot before showtime does the trick." So... Bottoms up.” He takes a shot of liquor, Y/N never had alcohol before, her heart was telling her ‘yes, take the risk.’ her head is telling her ‘no, don’t. It’s not good for you.’ “Oh, I’m good.”

“Okay. Well,it's there if you want it.” Stiles places a kiss on Y/N’s cheek, she gives a flattering smile ; “Yo, Stiles. We’re going on.”

“Okay. I've gotta go do my set.No running off with some me wannabe.” Y/N chuckles, “Never, have fun.” Stiles gives a quick kiss on the lips then walked to the stage. “Oh my god, Y/N! You look amazing!” It was Riley from my math class, we don’t talk that much but we do help each other with math assignments and stuff like that. “Hey, wanna bone?” this random guy came to me wearing a skeleton bone costume, “You are embarrassing yourself, Josh.” Josh is in my history class, he is a good student where I can tell ; “Come on, let me at least get your bone number.”

“Ladies and Gentlemen. Willamette Stone!” Y/N stand near the bar trying to hide from the crowd, the band came out, the leader Adam and Stiles and the rest of the crew, “Happy Halloween!” The crowd cheered ; music started to play, the song was good. The leader started to sing, Stiles started to bang a beat from his drums, “Are you coming? I've gotta say I'm feelin' better than I should Don't go! a lot, but I know life is always good Oh, come on over. Bring some friends who have the time…”

“Y/N, you have to come.” Riley said, “Wait.” Y/N took a shot, the way it went through her throat was a burning feeling, like a fire was going down - she disgusted the taste, they tried to go through the crowd of hype teens ; before you know it, they were in the front row. “So tell me now, are you in or are you not? I don’t want to move the world. I just wanna sit on top. Let's raise a glass. Here's to the best and to the worst. Here's to the feelings that you just can't put to words.” Y/N’s body started to dance to the feeling of the music, Stiles looks over and smiles, drumming like he never drummed before all of because of Y/N. “We got tonight, We got tonight. For the years. For the night. I’m feelin' good, I'm feeling high, I’m feelin' like.” Y/N was dancing her heart out, she always wondered what Stiles life was like, how his rock world was, now she knows and she never felt more alive.

“We got tonight. We got tonight. For the years. For tonight…” The crowd cheered with so much roar including Y/N. She looks over at Stiles and smiled so big, it was unstoppable. “Bye, rocker Y/N. Bye Stiles.”

“Do you like me like this?” Her heart was trying to calm down from the fun and the wild ride she just experienced. “You finally figured it out,” Y/N rolls her eyes, “No, seriously. Do you like me like this? How I was tonight.”

“You know what I liked? I liked how into the show you were. How you actually wanted to dance and hang out with us riffraffs. afterwards.That was cool.” Y/N wasn’t getting the answer she wanted, she wants to know if he likes her like rocker Y/N, the girl who does crazy shit like taking shots and dancing like a maniac or the old Y/N, the girl who loves pianos and beethoven and stay true to herself. “Yeah, but do you like me better, you know, like this?” she tried to find the answers through his eyes, even through the emotions aren’t being said, there is a way you can show them in a different way. “Better than what?” Stiles was getting confused by Y/N was asking, “Better than the old Y/N, you know with the hair and the makeup, and the clothing.”

“Y/N, I don’t give a shit about your clothes. Don’t you get it? The you you are now is the same you I was in love with yesterday. The same you I'll be in love with tomorrow.” Y/N was shocked by Stiles words of his love for her ; she puts her hand on his neck pulling him to her lips, she never had that real love from a boy, but she knows that she is incredibly, absolutely, truly, honestly in love with Stiles Stilinski. She pulls away, “Can we go somewhere?” she whispers. “Yeah.”

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(Listen to Tell Me You Love Me)

“Wow, what is this place?” she looks around admiring everything all at once, “It's an old boatworks shed. One day, me and the band are gonna fix it up and we're gonna rehearse and record here.”

“It’s perfect.” Y/N smiles, “So are you.” He walks over towards her crashing his lips to her turning into a heated kiss, they pull away touching foreheads with each other, “Stiles.” her voice was soft. “Yeah?”

“I never..” he moves even closer, “Just think of it like we’re playing music together,” his voice was soft yet had that sexy tone to it making Y/N’s heart burst into faster beats. “Stiles, that doesn’t make any sense..” Y/N smiles, “Yes, it does.” he whispers making Y/N turn on ever than before. “Alright, take off your jacket.” and so he does. “Alright, so we have four keys. We have the C key, and G, D and A.”

“And if I played a C key, it would feel like this,” she slowly place a kiss on his neck - he wanted her so badly, he couldn’t stand it. “And if I would play a D.”

“I know what that sounds like,” he immediately kissed her turning into something more than a kiss, they couldn’t stop not even for a second, Y/N released her lips from his unbuttoning his pants pulling it down showing off his underwear, continuing to kiss him rough and hard, her fingers touching his sexy body of his, finally reaching your g-spot making you moan like crazy. The sensation, the intensity, everything you felt inside, it all washed away, you finally felt alive maybe it wasn’t you - maybe it was the alcohol fuming inside of your body. “You are so beautiful.” His bottom lip nudges my top one. I breathe, my pulse pounds in my ears causing that slight ringing noise. His thumb stroking along my jugular, feeling the rapid beating of my heart. Stiles’ eyes dart from mine to my lips as I struggle to keep my breathing under control. I keep my voice steady and controlled as I give a little twitch of a smile.Stiles tilts his head just slightly, the look of lust instantly as he eyes me. “Then I am going to have to make you scream.” The moans was unbearable, “G-Go ahead then,”

Stiles started to thrust nice and slow, a moan escaped, “F-Faster Stiles.” as he commanded, he started thrusting her fast and hard, Y/N’s fingers gripped the bed sheets, Stiles was rubbing against hers, Y/N was running out of breath but she didn’t want it to end. “M-More,”

“Be patient kitten,” he spreads my legs wide again and buries his face in my pussy from behind, his nose rubbing delectably against my perineum. He fucks me with his tongue, reaching as far in as he can go then up to my clit, flicking firmly against my overly sensitive nub. “Fuck!” she whines, the tension building up more and more each time, his tongue was deep down buried, Y/N’s back arched feeling it, Stiles sat up from her kissing her body - it was so heated that she didn’t the fire to burn out, deep breaths escaped between us, but we didn’t stop ; their lips instantly connected right back to the start, Y/N’s eyes flustered with so much power against her skin, My wail echoes around us, the guttural moan that comes from him surges through me and straight to my core. His thrusts come fast and hard, hitting my sweet spot with every snap of his hips. The viciously, raging fire within me begs to be released, my fingers and toes going numb as all the blood rushes south of my waist. “You are so fucking tight,” he growls through his teeth, “Just l-love me Stiles...p-please.”

“As you wish,” Stiles takes his fingers and placing it in my entrance, “Alright baby girl, you can’t cum until my permission,” he swipes his finger into my arousal, “Please, Stiles. I need you,” and with that, he started to pump his finger inside of you making it go slow but you wanted him, you wanted him so badly, you couldn’t stand it. He soons adds another finger making it more faster, your breath was caught inside of your throat as you tried to take a breather but you didn’t want this to stop. He started to lick your clit up and down which leads you to moan a sound you never thought you could do, tears were welling in your eyes as this was too much for you but it felt so good, she felt like she was living again.

He kept on pumping his fingers, scissoring it all around, “You like that, don’t you?” his dark voice said, “Y-Yes.” he moves up to your breast, sucking on each of them, twirling his tongue all around. He started thrusting me hard adding force to it, “Fuck Stiles, I’m gon- gonna-I’m going to cum,”

“Cum for me, baby.” Your orgasm crashed into yours as if you weren’t dealing with enough pleasure, loud and strong moans escapes from both of you two, deep breaths exhaling, “Fuck kitten, you are damn good.” Moans and swear words spilled from his mouth as yours was pleasuring you. Now it was your turn to show him what rules she can play, she turns him around, “Damn yes,” You started grinding your hips down onto his. It was a slow pace too, and Stiles needed more. “God Kitten, where did you know all of these tricks?” he said, moans split out of his mouth feeling the fast rush in his cold bones, “Baby, I love it when I make you feel good.” You were grinding faster, his hips bucking to meet your rhythm. “Oh kitten, I’m gonna cum.”

“That’s right, it’s my turn to make you cum, cum for me baby, you know you want to.” You sped up so you would be able to cum with him. “Fuck, kitten! I like your rules better than mine,” a chuckle of laughter shouted through her lips, his head bobbing up and down feeling the monumentation through everything he had in his body, but he wanted to take control again, he turns Y/N around to make him on top of him, sucking more on her g-spot leaving extra purple marks on her neck, “Give me more,”

“Kitten, you are so wet for me. You want my cock?” You let out a loud moan, and he took that as a yes. Stiles reached down and lined himself up with your entrance. “You want me, kitten? I need to hear you say it.”

“Yes, Yes Stiles! I need you inside me! Please!” And with that, Stiles snapped his hips and was balls deep in your cunt. He pulled out slowly and it was killing you. This was wild, and it felt so good. “Fuck! Fuck, Stiles!” The two of them were out of breath exhaling deep breaths trying to catch each other to get some oxygen that was left inside of them. “I love you Y/N.”

“I always loved you.” They connect eyes smiling at each other, Stiles presses his lips to hers, maybe going for round two.

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(Listen to Hurricane)

“How are we, beautiful? I told 'em that I don't wanna leave you. I'm not gonna let you out of my sight.”

“We have another one from the accident, Nurse Davis.” The other doctor said to her. I look and it was Dad, thank god. “Oh my God, George. Is he going to be okay?” Grands said terrified on what she was seeing to her son, “We're updating his chart right now. The doctor will be in to speak with you shortly.” Y/N realized something, something wrong with him. “Dad? Where is he? Where did you take him?” Y/N started to panic, her heart beating filled with nervousness, words couldn’t describe.

“Hi. I just finish writing the orders and then she's all yours. Girl's been through the wringer.”

“Yeah. this is the easy part. Accident like that? Mom was DOA. Dad died on the table. Poor kid's waking up an orphan. If she wakes up.” My heart stopped, my whole world froze in front of me. Flashes of what happened earlier popped in my mind, my mother was in that bag, my father died on the table, everything came crumbling down, tears started to pour down, I fell to the ground sobbing my eyes - I can’t believe that my parents are dead, I’m never going to be able to wash the dishes with mom while telling her my problems, I’m never going to be able to ask Dad for advice, more and more tears poured down - my heart breaking that I can hardly breathe - the pain hurts so much, it was like getting stabbed in the body. Until, a glimpse of light came to my mind,

Winston.

“Winston.” Y/N immediately ran down the hall looking for his room ; she looks over on the map finding the room running hall to hall. She finally made it to his room, “Hey, little man.

Look at this room. You got the best place in the joint.” Willow said. Y/N starts to walk inside of his room seeing Willow and Grands and Grams. Y/N starts walking near Winston’s bed seeing him sound asleep safe and sound. “Hey, I just got here. They're saying he's through the worst of it. They were assigning his room, so, I thought I'd come here before I checked in on Kat and Den…”

Grands started to cry, “They didn’t…” Willow froze, she couldn’t believe she lost her best friends more like family that she knew from the earlier days, “oh, my God! Excuse me.” Willow had to leave, she exited the room. Y/N sat next to Winston’s bed. “You’re mine, Winston. And no matter what, I will never leave you.” Tears started to flow down, she wiped them instantly, “We're gonna make it. Listen, I need to do something. But I promise you, Winston.” She gives her brother a kiss to the forehead and ran out of the room to find her original body until she stopped looking out of the window,. “Stiles.” she shows a smile of how much he loves her, “You came.”

She ran to her room seeing her original body all wired up, having a oxygen machine breathe for her, “Listen. You can't let Winston grow up without a family. You have got to fight. You can do this. You have to do this.”

“Y/N!” Y/N’s ghost form ran to the window pressing her hands on the glass like his, “Excuse me sir!” The nurse tried to get him away from the window, Stiles wouldn’t listen, “Y/N!” he screamed. “Stiles, I’m here, please see me.” Y/N’s eyes still connected to his never leaving his sight. “Y/N!” he was so scared of losing me, I was so scared, more than that, terrified. Terrified that if I stay then I will only have Winston and Stiles, if I go then everything just wouldn’t matter, I wouldn’t have to deal with the pain anymore from losing the family I once had. At the same time if I do ending up dying, then it will affect the people that loves me, and right now I don’t know what to decide cause either way, someone will get hurt.

[justcallmesailor]

Sorry I was the anon that forgot to put the fandom I didn't realize I didn't put it in. Can I get a cw dc ship please!

Original ask (some missing because I forgot to copy it, sorry): I’m 5'8, have brown eyes, and brown hair that just touches my back, I also wear glasses. I’m really shy until I get to know someone but after I get to know someone I’m super talkative. I’m really sarcastic. I’m super clumsy and not super athletic but I just started doing golf and like swimming. I love reading, writing, cosplay (and costume and theatre type hints like acting), animals, painting, listening to music, singing, and drawing. Thank you

Sure thing! I ship you with Cisco Ramon. When you first started talking, he overwhelmed you. He’s very talkative and often doesn’t realize when he starts to ramble. You began to open up to him later on and your personalities compliment each other quite well now. Whenever you’re drawing, Cisco is always there trying to find a way to logically explain why you can draw and he can’t. It, of course, never works. The rest of team flash knows to stay quiet whenever the two of you start to exchange a multitude of sarcastic remarks. Whenever you trip or something due to clumsiness, Cisco tries not to laugh before failing miserably and then helping you up. He always apologizes for laughing afterwards, though.

How you two met:

Following the explosion of the particle accelerator, you developed powers that you couldn’t quite explain. You found that it was a constant struggle to stay in one form and you’d often lose control, rapidly shapeshifting to various animals. When your control started to wane even more, one of your friends told you that you needed to go to STAR labs. Even after their strong suggestion, you hesitated. Being able to shift forms was something new to you and you weren’t sure you could trust strangers with that power just yet.

However, as it progressively got worse over the years, you realized it was unavoidable. With that in mind, you ran as quickly as you could to STAR labs a couple years later. As you reached the entrance of the lab, you collapsed from a lack of energy. All of your shapeshifting had finally caught up to you. You saw a blur of yellow lightning in your weakened state and felt yourself be lifted.

All of your thoughts were jumbled and everything around you was a mess of sounds and colors. Time seemed to drag on until you felt a small prick on your arm. Your surroundings began to clear and you could see again, you were met with the stares of a few strangers. You began to panic until you looked at your hands, realizing that they were still human. You looked at the doctor standing next to you, “What did you do to me?” She smiled softly at you, quickly answering your question, “I suppressed your powers until we can figure out how they work. I hope that’s okay with you, you weren’t exactly responsive to any of our questions.”

You slowly sat up and looked around, “Did any of you figure out what’s going on with me?” The shorter of the two men standing by a control panel looking thing in the center of the room walked over to you. He looked at you, “Well. It seems that you’re a shapeshifter. We think that we can help you control the shape you shift into.” You glanced at him suspiciously, “And why should I trust people that I don’t even know by name?” He smiled, “I’m Cisco, the woman standing next to you right now is Caitlin, and the tall one over there is Barry. There, now you know us. Feelin’ up for trusting us yet?”

Your first date:

It had been three months since you first met team flash and began to try to understand your powers. However, you didn’t feel any closer to being able to control them. While the whole team tried to figure out how you could control which form you take, you wore an anklet that kept you as a human. Caitlin had given you one of her old bracelets when you arrived since she now had a necklace and her and Cisco had made it so you could wear it around your ankle and make it slightly more subtle. 

That morning had been one of the mornings you needed to think since your anklet was starting to feel like it was debilitating you rather than helping you. Recently, the frequency of your thoughts that your powers shouldn’t be hidden had increased. So rather than acting irrationally, you thought that a cup of coffee and time alone with a book could help. 

You were now sitting in Jitters with a cup of coffee and one of your favorite books. After a couple hours, you heard a pair of footsteps approaching the chair you were sitting in. “So this is where you’ve been, we were worried about you.” You set the book down and turned around in your chair, “I wasn’t exactly hidden, Cisco.” He smiled, “C’mon, let’s go.” You stood up and grabbed your book, “What about my coffee?” He glanced at the cup, “I can practically see some ice forming on it, you can get a new one to-go, if you want.” You sighed, “Can’t we just stay here? Away from all the meta-human baggage for at least a little while…” 

He chuckled, “I have to admit that that does sound kind of nice right now.” You smiled, “Then what’s stopping us from staying here for a little bit longer?” He scratched the back of his neck, “I actually had something I wanted to show you.” You quirked an eyebrow up, “Oh yeah? And what could that be?” He shrugged, “It’s just a small surprise.” You nodded towards the door, “Well let’s go then, I’m not a big fan of waiting for surprises.”

After you left Jitters, Cisco led you to STAR labs. You noticed, once you were inside, that no one else was there. Barry and Caitlin were no where to be seen, “Cisco. Where is everyone?” He walked over to where Barry’s suit was kept, “They’re off doing their own things for the day; we decided to have a quiet day unless there was a meta-human. Now come here.” You walked over to him and looked at the suit, “So why are you showing me Barry’s suit? I already know he’s the flash; I promise my memory isn’t that bad.” He shook his head and grabbed something from behind the suit, showing it to you. From what you could tell, it was another suit, “What’s that?” He held it out to you, “It’s a suit. For you. We figured out how to make it so it will help you chose which form to shapeshift into; as long as you’re wearing it, you don’t need to wear the anklet and you can use your powers.”

You took the suit and felt the material, “Are you being serious? Can I actually use my powers?” He nodded and, before he could say anything, you hugged him. He hugged back and you whispered to him, “Thank you.”

After Cisco helped you with your powers that day, both of you started to realize you each meant more to each other than a work acquaintance. 

Who ships the two of you:

Caitlin ships you guys. Even though Barry and Iris’ relationship often has the spotlight, Caitlin thinks you and Cisco are an even better couple. She noticed that your creativity combats his way of thinking well and makes him think outside of the box sometimes. Thus, Caitlin is glad that you found them and that the whole team agreed you were a good addition.

There we go! This took me all day to write because I kept getting distracted by the last three episodes of season 3 of the Flash. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this! Thanks for sending in a request.

[ai-em-maes]

my opinions on Beauty and the Beast since I saw it today because why not:

visuals, cgi, costumes, set design, literally everything your eyes see on screen: 12/10 

casting was amazing and i was pleasantly surprised how diverse it was, relatively speaking. when Plumette became human again and she was black??? nice

i was really really worried about LeFou being gay for the same reasons we all were-- that the villain’s dumb sidekick would be the token gay character which is in very poor taste. but i was again pleasantly surprised how his character arc was actually about realizing he was worth more than Gaston’s treatment and finding a boyf in the end. so this aspect wasn’t even a fraction as terrible as i was expecting

the triplets. the triplets <3

the beard line at the end + the sexy growl???? got me feelin some TYPE of WAY

the yellow ballgown was disgusting but we all knew about that in advance so moving on 

Emma Watson’s voice was so autotuned it sounded like a vocaloid but eh nothing’s perfect 

the pacing was too fast in certain parts and it made some scenes a lot less compelling than they could have been 

but overall I think it was a very faithful adaptation of the Disney movie, while at the same time having enough tweaks and elaborations that it stayed fresh and new and exciting and not just a word-for-word rehash of the original

honestly it was lit and idk what negative reviews are even talking about

@lovelyinblack77 because she loves Beauty and the Beast stuff