#by outfit I mean thigh highs and a tshirt

[ashecampos]

WEB HEAD 5

My body slams against the cold dirt of Tess’ back garden, the person responsible for this being Kate Bishop, the girl then straddles me, her thighs on either side of my hips, I feel like I have a outer body experience my mind telling me what she is going to do next. Before she can grab my wrists and hold me down I shoot a web at her face distracting her, her body shoots backwards, her hands going to her face to wipe the webs off “ew ew ew y/n/n what the fuck dude” she shrieks like a child which gains a laugh from Tess. Seeing an opportunity I flick my wrist aiming for Kate’s torso, i web her and grapple myself to her making me land on top of her, now it’s me straddling her with a smirk “oh how the tables have turned lady hawk” I wink using her unofficial super nerdy name she came up with for herself when she won her first archery competition at the grand age of 12. Me and Kate hold eye contact for what seems like forever, both of us smirking at each other, both waiting for the other to make their next move. Kate’s cheeks are now crimson red and her eyes flicker from my eyes to my smirking lips. I cannot for the life of me stop staring at her greyish blue eyes. “Oi no don’t you two dare fall in love right now this is NOT a romcom” We are both snapped out of our trance by Tess snapping her fingers in our faces. I make quick work of getting off of Kate, one stood up I hold my hand up for her to take, she takes it and stands up.

-time skip-

Me and Kate are now walking home from Tess’ house. “So spidey huh?” She mocks me, I look over at her and shrug “what about it lady hawk?” She chuckles and nudges me “hey um so the winter soldier found me too, I mean Clint found me but Bucky recruited me to the young avengers” she smiles proudly, being the protege to Hawkeye was one thing but an avenger was a whole other thing with a whole other path of danger and hurt through it. “So you’re saying I should join?” I query knowing she was the best person to ask about it seeming she was already apart of it. Nodding she simply says the word “yes” as we approach her new apartment. She hugs me before grabbing her keys out of her coats pocket, she opens the door but hesitates and turns back to me “I’ll be at the compound tomorrow, meet me there at 10?” She asks, I smile and nod before waving her off as she closes her door.

I walk for another half an hour to get back home, as I enter my street I see a few black vans speeding past heading in the direction opposite to the way im going. They don’t look suspicious but they drove past me a little fast. Fuck it im too tired to go looking for a fight right now.

Once I get home my body hits my bed and im out.

- the next morning -

My brother comes storming into my room making a tons of noise, he stands above my head and goes to hit me, my whole body grows goosebumps and I lift my hand up just as his hand is about to make contact and I grab his wrist. He gasps and stares at me as my eyes open, I look at him and sigh letting his wrist go “what do you want Brogan?” I say groaning a little. He shrugs “I need to borrow your Jordan’s” he smirks while grabbing my signature pair of shoes and holding them up

I groan and roll over putting my head in my pillow I say “ok” which is muffled by my pillow, the next thing I hear is the click of my door shutting. I roll back over seeing that he had left the doc martens he had borrowed the previous night and they are dirty, rolling my eyes I look at my phone and it’s 9am. Fuck I need to go get ready to meet Kate.

I jump up from my bed and get changed into a comfy outfit, that being a pair of baggy dark blue jeans, my new KISS tshirt and grey zip up jacket with my new pair of high top vans. I leave my hair as it is but comb it a little so im not walking around Brooklyn with bed head. Looking at my clock again it’s now 9:15. I rush to go brush my teeth, wash my face and grab everything to go. I web my backpack towards me catching it with my left hand and stuffing my suit and some body spray in it.

After a few minutes I am swinging across the streets of New York, a balaclava covering my face and the hoodie of my suit over my tshirt.

After another 15 minutes of swinging I land on Kate’s balcony which felt pretty cool how smooth that went, as soon as I land and go to walk I trip over my untied lace which in turn lands me a face full of a glass door. I see Kate witness this and nearly die of laughter as she walks over to the glass door of her balcony.

She opens the door still a little out of breathe from laughing, I let her calm down and she looks up teary eyed, red faced “smooth entrance spiderpunk” she smirks adding a new nickname to her list, I crack a smile and think “hey I don’t actually mind that one” which earns a groan from Kate, “comehere” I say smiling. She comes over slowly, I signal for her to get on my back and she does without question. I shoot a web up which attaches itself to a taller building, from this I swing which makes Kate literally hold onto me for dear life, her screams echo through each street we pass.

Just as we get to the compound i feel my phone vibrate. It’s Tess’ rugby club, I ignore it and walk through the fancy hallways of the building. Kate takes me to the meeting room where Tony Stark. Sorry let me rephrase that IRON MAN is standing. One of the richest men in the world is stood right in front of me. Kate opens the door and practically drags me inside, this is when I notice that it isn’t only Tony there.

In the meeting room sits all of the avengers.

“Sorry im late I brought a friend” Kate announces while dragging me further into the room, all eyes are on the two of us.

Tony Stark is stood up with his iconic glasses, his gotee is cleanly shaped and he is wearing an AC/DC band tee with some blue jeans, Steve Rogers is sat on a seat near a desk with a laptop that is connected to the weird futuristic looking hologram whiteboard,

Natasha Romanoff is sat with her arms crossed a notepad in front of her with some bits and pieces of information wrote on it. She is sporting a black hoodie, her hair is braided. Bruce Banner sports a lab coat, whereas Thor wears only something a dad would wear. He is quite literally wearing a shirt that says “I came for the beer” and some sweatpants. Clint Barton sits with a cup of coffee in his hands, he is wearing a black shirt. Very Hawkeye of him I guess. Wanda Maximoff sits staring at me as if she knows me. Yelena Belova is smirking at Kate as if it say ‘so you brought your weekly hookup to a team meeting huh?’. Then there is Bucky Barnes and a few others that Tess probably hasn’t told me about. And there is two free seats, one next to Hawkeye the other next to Bucky. Kate obviously sits next to Hawkeye, leaving me to sit next to Bucky. Across from me is the Scarlett Witch.

Everyone turns their attention back to Tony while I continue to stare at Wanda, she’s so beautiful. Her pale skin perfectly contrasts from her glowing auburn hair. Her green eyes pierce through my own as I stare. She is wearing a white tshirt layered below a maroon colored cardigan. A maroon coloured Taylor swift cardigan.

it’s as if im in a trance, just as i go to turn away from her I hear a voice in my head. A sokovian one “im charmed, but you are too young for me little spiderling” I quickly look back to Wanda who is now smirking at me. I look back at Tony and try to keep my concentration on him.

I look at the holographic board behind Tony that reads ‘rescue mission / young avengers initiative’

I look around at the people who I don’t know, my adhd and anxiety getting the better of me. I see a girl who looks around the same age as me and Kate, she is tanned and looks Latina, cool another Spanish hero like me. She is wearing a light blue denim jacket filled with patches and pins, I scan over the patches and see that on the seam near the buttons of her jacket says ‘amor es amor’ I smile at her, the realisation setting in that shes queer.

Next to her is another girl, a little younger, she is wearing a simple white shirt with a weird star symbol on it, sitting next to her is a blonde woman with the same symbol on her red shirt, maybe they have the same powers.

I look back to Tony and he is now sat down. Bucky takes this opportunity to stand up. “As Tony said. None of us are getting any younger so we need to prepare for the day the original avengers retire. This is why I have called everyone here today for, I see some of us have brought our protégés.” He laughs a little before clearing his throat “as I was saying we need a new age of hero’s, ones that have more time than we do, y/n stand up please” he looks at me catching me off guard. I look around awkwardly before standing up, he waves me over to the front, I oblige and stand with him “everyone meet Spider-Man” he announces proudly.

After Bucky hyped me up in front of the team we sit down, the blonde girl and the brown haired girl with the same symbol both stand up and introduce themselves as Carol Danvers and Kamala.

After them the Latin girl stands up and goes to the front introducing herself as America Chavez. I smile at her and she smiles back blushing a little. I shake my head a little trying not to laugh.

After she sits down Bucky stands back up and flicks the hologram over so it reads ‘first mission’ he starts to ramble about how the young avengers have a special rescue mission tonight which could take a few days. All that he tells us is that we have located a hydra base and that there is test subjects there.

We are then told to meet Tony in the lab in ten minutes time, so all of the young avengers leave the meeting room to let the adults talk. I go over to introduce myself to Kamala and America but Kate grabs my arm pulling me away. “Tony wants you in the lab right now” she points at her Stark watch, ushering me to go quickly.

I enter the lab and see Tony Stark looking at me. “so your transgender huh?” He says in a scarily serious tone which makes me put my guard up “yeah, is that a problem” I say ready to be kicked out of the avengers. He starts laughing like a mad man as he pulls up a chair “sit down kid im just messing with you” he smiles and goes back to being in his AI system. He pulls up some designs for suits and clicks on a green and black one looking at me then back to the suit, “yep this is the one. You like?” I look at the suit and it’s amazing, it has a cool green to black contrast with a webbed design, a spider symbol is in the middle of the chest area.

Tony smiles at his work as a machine starts to beep and make noises, I can see the green and black fabrics being created and mended into a suit. I watch in awe as Tony fabricated a binder in the suit, he pulls out a box of shoes, black converse, a pair of Jordan’s identical to the ones my brother just borrowed off of me, he continuously hands me random pieces of clothing and weapons, I thank him after every piece is handed over.

After around half an hour of designing stuff and Tony getting to know me and my powers he tells me to go get ready for the mission and calls Kate in to talk to him.

- time skip -

All of the young avenger and Bucky stand in the Quinjet while Clint flies it toward the base, we swiftly land and everyone but me and Bucky are told to stay put, through an earpiece Steve orders me and Bucky to go forward with the plan. I sneak through the base, bucky follows closely behind me, we knock out a few agents and go into the basement of the warehouse.

Somewhere along the walk to the cells, me and Bucky get separated, I continue with the plan opening every cell even though I don’t know what are in them. However in one is a small girl, around ten years old, I slowly enter the cell kneeling down to her “hey kid, you okay?” I ask gently not to scare her anymore than she is. The girl looks over my shoulder and screams, before I can react I feel a stabbing pain in the back of my neck, then everything went dark.

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The next time I woke up I couldn’t move anything, I lift my head up to see I am in a dark room, strapped to a chair. I hear a voice and then a light on the other side of the room is turned on, it takes my eyes a few seconds to adjust but sat in the same situation to me is Tess. She is also strapped to a chair. My eyes widen and I move about trying to get free to help her “TESS, ITS ME, YOUR GOING TO BE OKAY” I say to her as she stares behind me, a man’s hand grabs my shoulder, making me wince a little, I look up to see a tall black haired man, he is a little tanned, covered in tattoos and has a little stubble on his face. “Who the fuck are you and what are you doing with my best friend you sick fuck?” I say, my voice threatening. He laughs in my face while walking so he is in front of me “Hello y/n y/l/n, my name is none of your concern, all you need to worry about is your pretty little friend here”

[femmefatalevibe]

Hi, love your page and posts and the overall safe space you provide💗💗I am 25 years old and I am so insecure about my body and seems like everyone is prettier and skinnier than me, I have an hourglass figure but I feel fat in everything I wear since I’m 5’3” and about 160 pounds and a little heavier on the low. Im trying to step out of my comfort zone as I’ve been regularly working out and try to become fitter but I wear only big tshirts at this point. Any pointers on how can I start building a wardrobe? Would love any tips.

Hi love! Thank you for your kind words. Your love and support mean so much to me <3

Regarding building a wardrobe with an hourglass frame and short, curvier stature, I would say that sharp tailoring (think tailored trousers, shorts, blazers, tailored vests, blazer dresses, button-down blouses, structured A-line skirts) and high-rise styles (jeans/shorts/skirts) are your best friends. Try to ensure the rise of any bottoms or most form-fitting part/waist of a dress hits you near the smallest part of your waist. Use a wide belt if necessary to define this narrowest part of your body. Ensure jacket hems hit either the smallest part of your waist or below your hips/widest part of your thighs to streamline your curves.

Monochrome outfits paired with (pointy or square-toe) heeled shoes can also elongate your frame. Make sure that you don't break up your leg line with an awkward gap of skin between your hemline and the top shaft of your footwear.

To elevate your big tee shirt look, try swapping it out for an oversized button-down top and tuck it into a pair of wide-leg trousers, stretch denim, or shorts/skirt (depending on the weather/occasion). Consider an option that covers your hips and do a half-tuck into your waistband, so you can define your waist while still feeling more comfortable/covered up.

Hope this helps xx

[mobiused]

I'm kinda curious, what sort of outfits would you want to see hyeju in?

A lot of this comes down to personal preference but I personally think Hyeju suits outfits that pair with her body language and posture. She's someone who stands shoulders squared, feet planted firmly - in group photos you can see this best (and how her vibes are at odds with what she gets stuck in).

In my opinion someone who stands like her, like an MMA fighter waiting for the results of the fight, suits clothes that make them look strong and dynamic, so I think triangles and rectangles are especially flattering. Round, soft, flowy bullshit just makes her look silly imo. Like that in this pic the fuzzy sweater rounds off her shoulders and makes her look frumpy, and the blunt cut on the skirt and lack of anything on the legs make her legs look stumpy - Haseul's sick as fuck pants taper to make her legs look long as hell even though she's tinyweeny.

Contrastly, this outfit which suits Hyeju with sharp angular shoulders & neckline makes her look awesome. The longer short leg on the left side suits her thighs better, but the angular cut on the right side isn't so bad either - she still looks pretty badass. Then with haseul, the round neck and tshirt style sleeves on Haseul looks so fucking stupid!

Anyway. IMO Hyeju suits clothes that make her look strong and angular. This doesn't have to mean masculine although its inherently yang oriented, although it's also why she looks so damn good in suits - because they're flattering.

Ignore her stupid slouching (and the fact it's too short lol) this is an incredibly flattering top for her broad shoulders, steep angular neckline and cinched waist (although the bottom half being too short which you can't see in these images loses some of the effectiveness of the angularity) like she's literally slaying here. AND it's feminine so there this isn't just me being on my butch lesbian agenda.

2 more angular neckline / broad shoulder / cinched waist that is totally flattering (but the way they put a wave in her fringe detracts... I'd like if if her bangs cut her face sharply as opposed to rounded it out) (from the previous ask, the only reason I hated that blazer look from PTT was because of how off-theme it was compared with everyone else, the blazer itself was flattering but the top paired with it underneath not so much)

If we're actually talking masculine (please dont kill me) fits... Funnily enough I was not compelled by the Sorry Sorry (left) suit at all, both the shirt and jacket are too shapeless and rectangular like it's giving nothing... Why Not suit is better cuz the waistcoat brings the angularity as well as the taper of her jacket. Way better.

Well now I'm just being self indulgent. But you see my point (haha) about angularity right? Anon who said the navy boiler suit outfit slayed now you know why it slayed. Actually everybody go do yourself a fucking favor and watch the entire fancam cuz you need to see how in love she is with how she looks here

(and these ones comparitively arent up to par imo.... dont let the neckline on the right fool you just cuz its a rotated square doesnt mean its not square neckline, the bodycon sleeves are doing nothing for her and like cmon its just shitty and sits wrong)

Um yeah anyway so I think that should give you an insight into what I want to see from her. More angles basically whether that's suits, blazers, jackets, jumpsuits, wide leg pants, high cinched waists, TAILORED TAILORED TAILORED, asymmetry (but don't half ass it). I like her in wide lapels, and if I HAVE to put her in a dress than I think draping sweeping diagonals, thinking satiny, silky (but not baggy or fluffy, puffy or flowy) would look fucking SICK on her. But the stylists are just scared of her eating up everybody else in loona so they wont do it it.

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Why You Gotta Be Like That

Gif credit @bodybebangin.

Requested on wattpad.

I hope you all enjoy.

Taglist @ackles-nhl. @cbouvier23.

Song: why you gotta be like that  by Scotty Mccreery.

Got a Party at 8 it's 7:53

Keys in my hand somewhere to be

You come strolling down the stairs

Got that up to something look on your face

Looks like we are gonna be fashionably late

But you don't seem to care

I set down my whiskey and you kiss me

You lean your back against the wall

When we walk in and it's past ten

I'm a tell em' it's your fault

It was Tates birthday and Kayce was throwing him a party at the ranch. Lee was coming to pick you up from your house after work. So you hurried to get ready.

"Babe, I'm here". You could hear Lee say as he came into your house, you were upstairs finished getting ready. Putting on your boots, you started down the stairs.

"Still my beating heart". Lee grabbed his chest over his heart with a lick to his lip. "Damn, woman. You look incredible. How am I supposed to keep the ranch hands off of you tonight"? Lee scratched his bearded chin.

You couldnt help but blush. The butterflies in your stomach started fluttering around. "Why, thank you, baby".

"I'm serious. Twirl around for me, baby girl". He motioned his finger in a circle. Smacking his lips.

You giggled as you did. You couldn't see what the fuss was about. All you were wearing was a cut off Dutton ranch tshirt, black jeans and your cowboy boots. But that's how Lee liked you to dress. None of that shiny dresses and high heels.

"Come baby, we have to go. The party starts in an hour". You walked completely down the steps and stood in front of Lee. He took a big whiff on your neck.

"Mmmmm. You smell so good". Lee growled hungrily as he playfully took a bite out of your neck and started kissing up your neck.

"Lee, babe. We have to go". You put your hands on his chest.

"Baby, why? We have time. Let me see if you taste the same as you smell". Lee kissed your lips.

"Why, are you the big bad wolf"? You laughed, when Lee raked his fingers down your back to the bottom of your ass and picked you up. Lee carried you to the nearest wall. You crossed your legs around his waist.

Baby why you gotta wear them jeans

Hair down and a white tank top

Baby why you gotta be so mean

Looking so good I can't stop

My hands from touching your body

You know I love it but I gotta ask

Baby why

Baby why

Baby why you gotta be like that

I'm so predictable, it's like you know

That denim and low cut combo

With the fire in your eyes

Is gonna get me every time

It's been like that since we met

You keep messing with my head

You love to play that game

And I'd hate to complain but

"I could just eat you up". Lee smashed his lips on yours. One hand rested on your ass and the other cupped your face.

You broke away from the kiss. "We have to go. I bought Tate a really cool present".

"He isn't going anywhere and neither are you". Lee brought your lips back to his and deepened the kiss. His tongue danced with yours as you kissed him.  Your hands squeezed his shoulders.

"Ahh hell, what could five minutes being late do". You giggled when Lee shot his head up and narrowed his eyes.

"Really, five minutes? I'm going to make you regret that". Lee hollered as he ran up the stairs with you in his arms. You laughed and threw his hat flying it down to the livingroom. The bedroom door slammed.

Lee threw you on the bed and hovered over you. His beard tickled your stomach as he moved up your body.

"Kayce is going to kill us". You said running your hands through Lee's messy hair.

"He'll be fine. I'm sure, it's not a big deal. Now you in this outfit is a huge deal. Looking so fucking sexy. God, I am so lucky to have you". Lee kiss your neck and grabbed your outer thigh and wrapped your leg around him. Your hands held his face as you kissed. Time slipping away as the clothes came off.

Baby why you gotta wear them jeans

Hair down and a white tank top

Baby why you gotta be so mean

Looking so good I can't stop

My hands from touching your body

You know I love it but I gotta ask

Baby why

Baby why

Baby why you gotta be like that

I set down my whiskey and you kiss me

You lean your back against the wall

When we walk in and it's past ten

I'm a tell em' it's your fault

Baby why you gotta wear them jeans

Hair down and a white tank top

Baby why you gotta be so mean

Looking so good I can't stop

My hands from touching your body

You know I love it but I gotta ask

Baby why

Baby why

Baby why you gotta be like that

"You're two hours late, Lee. What the hell"? Kayce was mad and yelling at the both of you.

"It was Lee's fault". You pointed the blame to Lee who scoffed.

"Me? I blame you". Lee giggled, like a school girl.

"What ever the reason was you could've waited til you got home. You missed your nephews birthday".

"If you were in my position, you couldn't have waited. Seriously, little brother. It was that unbelievable". Lee tells Kayce as he sends you a wink while you helped Tate figure out how to work the present that Lee bought him.

Sometimes you just gotta take the time to savor the moment when you're in love.

Why you gotta be like that

Baby why you gotta be like that

Baby why, baby why

Baby why, baby why

[peterparkers-bad-youtube-apology]

Hey love, was wondering if we could get some more mean girl x soft boy with Peter with promts 10 and 37??

Yes!! My favorite, of course, I made reader a Stark too cause spoiled rich mean girl with soft little Peter kills me. Hope you like it!

Requests are still open guys, you can use the prompts or just request whatever you want to, I write for Peter and Tom, love you guys xx

Full of Surprises

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark! Reader

Summary: Peter wants you to take him to a party, which ends up being nothing like he expected

Prompts

Masterlist

Prompt #10 - “I don’t think you’re down for the parties I go to pretty boy.”

Prompt #37 - “You wanna sneak out?”

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It would be hard to summarize (y/n) Stark in any sort of brief, meaningful fashion, she was too complicated for just a few sentences. If Peter had to call her just a few things he’d say she was complex and charismatic. She could be a little bratty, she liked getting her way, but most people still liked her, they still wanted to be around her. She was glamorous, with her designer clothes and nice cars and the paparazzi, she held the whole Stark legacy in a custom made, diamond encrusted pink birkin. Peter didn’t get the appeal of the money or the popular girl front she had at school, he thought the real her was a lot more interesting.

In getting to know her he had found she was actually a lot softer than most people thought, she just took a bit to warm up to people. He couldn’t blame her really, he’d seen firsthand the way kids at school tried to get close to her just for the exclusive invite or a Twitter follow, so he understood her hesitation. What he didn’t understand was why she wanted to be popular and famous, why she liked it all so much. It was puzzling to him, but he found both sides of her equally endearing. Even dorky little Peter couldn’t resist the pull of her glamorous life, he couldn’t deny that part of him wanted to be closer to that side of her too. He wanted to be the boy on her arm at all the parties she went to, but he had to get out of his comfort zone to do that…

“Yo Parker, you riding with me?” (y/n) turned around to face him as their final class drew to a close.

He nodded, “Yeah, if that’s cool with you.”

“I was hoping you would, I need your help,” she winked, slinging her bag over her shoulder as she stood.

He followed after her, his brows knit in confusion, “What do you need my help with?”

“There’s a party this Friday, dad said I can’t go,” she rolled her eyes, “So annoying, anyways, I was going to ask you to cover for me. I’ll tell him I’m at your place studying or something and you just tell him I’m with you if he asks. I know you're a perfect little angel, but I’ll owe you so big and I promise you won’t get in trouble with him. Plus I’ll buy you whatever you want.”

“You don’t need to buy me anything, you know that,” he blushed, biting down on the inside of his cheek as he contemplated his next move, “There is, uh, something you could do for me though…”

“Oh really?”

He nodded, “I want to go with you.”

She paused right in front of the limo and raised a brow at him, “Seriously?”

He nodded, “Yeah.”

She laughed as she climbed into the car, apparently finding the suggestion to be the funniest thing she’d heard all week, “Peter it’s a party with people and dancing and alcohol, I don’t think it’s your scene.”

“Then I’ll sneak out.”

His cheeks flushed and he frowned, “I’ve been to parties, I want to go, you always have fun don’t you?”

“You’ve been to high school parties,” she rolled her eyes, “There is no way May would let you go to this kind of party.”

“You wanna sneak out?”

“I sneak out all the time,” he reminded, “I’m probably better at it than you.”

“Point taken,” she smiled brightly at him, “Okay, why do you want to go out to parties all of a sudden?”

He shrugged, trying to seem as nonchalant as possible, “I might as well give it a try, maybe I’ll like it.”

She hummed, contemplating what to do for a moment, “Okay, I’ll take you, but no dorky t-shirts.”

“What’s wrong with my shirts?” he glanced down at himself with a frown.

“Well I think they’re cute, but they aren’t really party material. In fact I don’t know if anything you have is…”

He blushed at the compliment, “I can just wear a plain shirt then.”

“I’ll pick something out for you,” she smiled, “My arm candy has to match me.”

“Okay, but I’m not wearing the Spiderman suit.”

“You’ll wear what I tell you too babe,” she patted his cheek, smiling while his blush spread up to his ears, “Pick you up at 8?”

“Y-Yeah, sounds good.”

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As promised, (y/n) arrived at Peter’s house at 8 sharp, holding a garment bag and dressed in a knee length tan trench coat.

“That’s what you're wearing?” Peter cocked his head in confusion, looking her up and down before quickly adding, “N-Not that you look bad or anything! I-It's just not what I normally see you wear to parties and stuff…”

His mouth went dry and he could only nod as he took it all in, “Y-Yeah, you look great.”

“I’ve got an outfit on under it, I just didn’t know if May would be home,” she pushed the garment bag into his hands with a smile.

“She’s working late tonight, I told her we’re going to the movies,” he shut the door behind her, his whole face blooming red as she tossed the trench coat off.

“Great, I look hot don’t I?” she giggled, spinning so he could admire her full outfit, a baby blue cropped cami and a matching skirt that fell just above her knee. The skirt had a slit leading up her right thigh and the whole thing was covered in a slightly darker blue Louis Vuitton monogram.

“I know,” she smiled proudly before gesturing to the bag in his hands, “Well come on, promise you’ll look hot too.”

He swallowed and opened up the bag to reveal a blazer with the same color and print as her outfit, “You don’t expect me to wear just this right?”

She burst into a fit of laughter and shook her head, “No, I was thinking just some jeans and a white shirt underneath, but hey, if you’re really feeling yourself I won’t stop you.”

“No, no, tshirt and jeans sounds great,” he pulled the blazer from the bag, “I’ll be right back.”

“Don’t keep me waiting,” she sang as he disappeared into his bedroom.

Peter was only gone for a second, returning almost immediately dressed per her instruction, “Happy?”

She nodded, “You look great, blue’s your color,” she stood, grabbing the edge of his jacket, “And red, and yellow.”

“You just listed all the primary colors,” he laughed.

“And I was right,” she moved up to his collar, flattening it out for him, “You for sure look best in yellow, but I know blue is your favorite, so I figured we’d wear blue.”

“Thanks,” he didn’t know how else to respond, “So what are we going to do there?”

“Oh come on Peter, you know what happens at a party,” she laughed, her hands moving up to his hair, tussling it slightly, “Didn’t you tell me you went to parties?”

He blushed, “Well one party, and it didn’t go great… I mean it can’t be anything that crazy right? Just like spin the bottle or beer pong or something?”

“Oh sweety,” she clicked her tongue before stepping away from him and slipping back into her coat, “If that’s when you’re hoping for then I don’t think you’re down for the parties I go to, pretty boy.”

He went wide eyed, “W-What do you mean?”

“You’ll see,” she smirked, “Ready to go?”

He nodded, his stomach beginning to fill with nerves, “I guess, I’m a little worried now though.”

“You should be,” she winked, “Not even Spiderman can save you from the night we’re gonna have.”

Her words had put Peter a bit on edge, and had him wracking his brain for every party he’d ever seen on tv. Once they got in the car he tried to drill her on the matter, but she only continued to tease him, never giving him a straight answer on anything, going as far as to tell him they were going to be summoning a demon at midnight. Something he had rolled his eyes at until they pulled around to the back of what Peter had to assume was some kind of club.

“(y/n) are you sure this is the right place?”

She nodded, “Yeah, it just looks sketchy from the back,” she flicked the car off and smiled at him, “Come on, you’re gonna love it here.”

He knit his brow in confusion as he followed her, “You sure about that?”

She rolled her eyes, “Yes, just come on,” she grabbed his hand and dragged him to the door.

He was hesitant as he followed her up to the large metal door, worried momentarily she might have been serious about the demon thing until she opened the door.

“Holy shit,” he swore as he glanced around the giant arcade.

She clenched her hands in front of her nervously, “What do you think?”

There was no party, not even close, in fact the only other people in the building were employees.

“I’m confused.”

She sighed, “I thought it was weird when you said you wanted to go to that party, I mean it’s not really your scene,” she glanced away from him, her normal confidence seeming to fade in an instant, “I don’t know, I kind of got to thinking maybe you just wanted to go because we were going together, and I thought that maybe you’d want to do something a little more personal so I rented out this old arcade,” she bit her lip, “I don’t know, maybe that was stupid, the party is real though, we can go to that instead if you want…”

Peter stared at her for a minute, trying to connect the dots, “L-Like a date?”

She nodded, “Maybe, I don’t know, it kind of seemed like that was the vibe.”

“No, no, no,” he grabbed her arms, stopping her from walking away, “I want to go on a date with you so bad.”

“So you rented a whole arcade?” he gaped.

“Oh come on Peter, you already know I’m excessive,” she groaned, “God, this was so stupid, let’s just go to the damn party.”

Her cheeks flushed, “You do?”

He nodded, “Yeah, I’m just a little shocked, you didn’t have to do this for me.”

“I didn’t really know what to do,” she fiddled with a piece of her hair, still unable to meet his eyes, “I mean you know I’m pretty sure of myself most of the time, but you make me nervous.”

“I make you nervous?” he went wide eyed while she nodded.

“I’ve never really liked a guy before, at least no this much,” she explained, “And I mean we can go to the party if you want still, but if you want this to be a first date I just thought something a little more special would be nice…”

A smile spread across his face, “There is nothing I’d like more than for this to be our first date.”

She giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck, “We haven’t even started the first one.”

“Thank god, it would have been totally humiliating if you said no,” an airy laugh escaped her lips.

“There wasn’t a chance of that happening,” he assured, “I can’t really afford to rent out an arcade, but I’ll plan our second date okay?”

“No but you went through all this trouble, I figured you’d want another.”

She rolled her eyes, “You know Peter if this relationship is gonna work I think my ego is big enough for the both of us.”

He laughed and pressed his head to hers, “We’ll see how you feel after I kick your ass at every game in here.”

“There is not a chance in hell you’re winning even one game tonight,” she leaned in just a tad, “But I’ll tell you what, if you do I’ll give you a kiss.”

He smiled and pressed a quick kiss to her nose before pulling away, “You’re on.”

[frostfireft]

heyyyyyy it's the gender anon again. I love the gender headcanons for the pink haired characters!! do you have any headcanons for the other dragon slayers??? uwu owo

You actually enjoyed my incoherent babble? Thank you <3 and of course I have stuff for the dragon slayers. (I’m gonna copy past Natsu’s at the bottom for anyone who doesn’t wanna find the pink haired character post)

 Starting this with the dragons don't have a genderbinary and think the whole concept is stupid so there was no pressure on any of them to be anything as kids. (except Laxus and Erik who grew up with humans)

Laxus:

Thought he was a cis guy for a long time because of his spermdonor's pressuring. He's a demiboy though, they/he. He doesn't like being called feminine as a descriptor at first, because people usually say it as feminine(deragotory), but that changes a bit as he gets older. he likes a lot of traditionally "feminine" things (painting nails, skirts, jewlery, thigh high socks (he thinks they're very comfortable) but he likes doing them in a very nb way if you know what I mean by that. (skirts+flannels type of deal)

Erik: 

Nonbinary, but he's never really been particular about it. He doesn't really lean one way or another. uses he/him and they/them equally. Has worn acrylics once. He liked them but damn do they get in the way. eyeliner sharp enough to cut you and smudged at the bottom. flannel shirt tied around the waste and tanktop underneath type of energy. Likes heels. He's already tall but platforms are fun. would chop wood in heels. Would bench press you in those same heels.

Wendy: 

demigirl, they/she. Loves being feminine and cute because it means no one is expecting it when she hits like a truck. Kitten pumps that have false bottoms with poisons inside type energy.(she got the poisons from Erik and she can heal all of them if people cooperate) can't stand having her nails painted. she bites the polish off. does her makeup to look more masculine sometimes so she can be feminine in the way that guys are feminine.

Gajeel: 

Genderfluid, They/them is always fine but sometimes he likes she/her or he/him too. You can tell by the way he does his hair every day if he has a preference. Sometimes she does intricate updos or just adds a bandana to hold it back. those are the days she feels the most feminine. sHe wears shinier piercings and does fancy things with her eyeliner. The days he leaves his hair just slicked back or all over the place are the days when he feels most masculine. Larger piercings, more symmetry to how they look, and thinner eyeliner.  He doesn't change much else about his appearance because he doesn't feel that he needs to be hyper feminine or hyper masculine to be himself.

Sting: 

nonbinary He'll fight you if you call him a man.All pronouns are fine, but they/them is prefered. His fashion is chaotic so as to confuse nosey people who want to know what binary gender they are as if there's only two. platforms and mesh croptops energy. Obnoxiously bright makeup and glitter as often as possible. Lip colors that no one ever uses. clothing colors as bright as he can make them.

Rogue: 

Nonbinary , but like the oposite to Sting. They/them and he/him Dark colors and goth looks, and not like the subtle goth looks either. Black contour and small pops of deep colors like crimson or navy. black demonia platforms with lots of buckles and black skinny jeans to match. massive decorative eyeliner and chokers with his pronouns on them. crimson and black corset over a band tshirt energy. One stripe of his hair is always temporarily dyed and braided in type energy. 

Natsu Dragneel: 

Genderqueer, All pronouns, he/she/they/it/neopronouns, doesn't matter. Gender is a spectrum and they're the whole fucking thing all at once. Feral energy. non-symmetrical clothing, but all matching colors. Feminine in the way guys are feminine and masculine in the way girls are masculine all at the same time. Long hair with an undercut and braids vibe. Skirts and thigh highs and doing ballet in black platform boots vibe. Would also kick your ass in the same outfit. Somehow graceful while causing utter chaos.

[ryiafaye]

Eating Disorder Questions

1. When did you eating disorder begin?

2012 (I was 17)

2. What is your earliest related memory?

I started a food journal and weighing myself. Didn’t like how high the number was. Before that I had some body image issues related to puberty but ate whatever I wanted.

3. Favorite safe foods?

Non fat yogurt, berries, rice cakes

4. Favorite safe meal?

Coconut milk and low cal cereal (rice crispies or cheerios)

5. How do you handle hard days?

Not sure that this means but when I’m upset I either sleep, watch tv/read, or use harmful behaviors.

6. sw/cw/hw/ugw

147/142/152/ as low as possible but at least 108

7. How do you comfort yourself after a binge?

Purge or fast, I used to also burn myself.

8. What type of ED do you have?

I’ve had anorexia (b/p subtype), bulimia, and BED at different times. Right now mostly restricting and binging/purging occasionally.

9. When did you realize you had an ED?

Not sure but I remember when I started purging I realized it wasn’t just a “diet”.

10. Do you have any recovery tips?

Meal plans (healthy ones preferably made by a dietitian) are great for learning what normal portions are again. For starting recovery: a good pros/cons list and reflecting on everything your ED has taken from you. Also having at least one person to be accountable to, especially a professional if you have access to that.

11. Does anyone know about your ED?

Pretty much all of my friends and family. It’s hard to hide it when you’ve been in treatment so much.

12. What is an embarrassing ED related story you have?

Once when I was drunk with friends (really drunk, like I can barely remember everything) I started feeling nauseous and said in front of everyone “don’t worry, I used to be bulimic” (at the time I still was) then proceeded to purge in the bathroom with the door open. Also multiple occasions of shitting myself due to laxatives (no one knows about that).

13. Longest fast?

41hrs only drinking water and coffee

14. Do you have any other ED communities?

Yes, on Instagram

15. Have you recovered/relapsed before?

Yes, multiple times.

16. Favorite safe outfit?

Leggings and a baggy tshirt or hoodie.

17. Do you smoke?

Yes, nicotine

18. Coffee or tea?

I am a coffee addict but I like tea too

19. Diet soda or energy drinks?

I have never liked soda but I’m currently addicted to energy drinks.

20. Biggest sweet tooth craving/binge food?

Donuts or other pastries

21. Something you want to tell about your ED but you’ve never had the chance.

Not sure...maybe that I feel like I’ll never 100% recover. I’ve told at least one person everything else.

22. Best words of advice/love/experience to other ppl with EDs?

Recovery does get easier, though it sucks at first. Living with an ED isn’t really living, you deserve better. Things really are darker/less enjoyable when you’re sick.

23. Do you have a partner? If so do they know about you ED?

No, I’m single. My last S.O. was a huge cause of a very bad relapse a few years ago and I’m still healing from his abuse.

24. Do you want to recover?

I’ve been actively trying to recover for the last year. I don’t want to lose the life I’ve built for myself in that time, but relapse is so tempting.

25. Do you actually enjoy working out?

I’ve never really liked formal exercise (like things you do at the gym) but there are other things I like doing, mainly caring for and riding horses (I own two horses, help at the barn, and compete). I also like hiking.

26. Do you smoke?

Already asked that

27. If you smoke weed, do you get the munchies?

I only smoke cigarettes and vape

28. What is the thing you miss most that your ED has taken from you?

Finishing college and getting my license as a LVT and my dream job

29. Have you worked on your ED in therapy?

Yes, extensively

30. Have you ever been caught mid ED behavior? (Binging, purging etc)

Not exactly, except purging while inpatient, but I’ve had people question me right after using a behavior.

31. Do you eat healthy or not?

I don’t strictly eat “clean” but I don’t just eat junk. Mostly it’s just the amount of calories something has.

32. Does your ED affect your sex life/sexuality?

When I’ve been underweight my libido decreases which I don’t really mind.

33. What is your favorite unhealthy but safe food?

Low calorie popsicles and certain crackers/chips. I’ll eat anything in small quantities if it fits into my calorie limit.

34. What is one of your most obscure fears brought on by your ED?

Not sure. I used to think people thought I was ugly, now I’m just afraid they think I’m fat.

35. Least favorite part of your body?

Chest, stomach, hips, thighs, cheeks

36. Favorite part of your body?

Eyes, hair, arms, and wrists

37. Do you have a fast metabolism?

I don’t think so, at least not as fast as it used to be.

38. Dumbest weight loss advice you’ve ever gotten.

Not sure, no one has ever given me “advice”, it’s more of what I’ve over heard people saying. I think people that don’t understand that calories in/calories out matters more than what type of food you eat.

39. Do you try to practice body neutrality or positivity? How?

Body neutrality has helped my in the past. Mostly focusing on what my body can do rather than how it looks.

40. How do you handle ED related nausea, fatigue, sickness, weakness?

I avoid a lot of it by eating small amounts throughout the day and not fasting. I used to be able to fast a lot but don’t anymore cause I don’t want to feel like shit at work. Oh and I abuse caffeine to combat fatigue.

41. What was the moment you realized you had an ED?

Already asked

42. What food do you miss the most?

It’s less about the food and more about how I miss being able to eat without feeling guilty.

[parkersharthook]

Fashion Headcanon

the fashion hc that no one asked for... (think college age)

Aang

Aang is all about comfort mixed with practicality and a hint of fashion/trendiness

Most days you’ll find him in athletic shorts or sweatpants in neutral tones like gray or white, with a plain tee

He also lives in his yellow high tops that are more dirt than yellow at this point. They’re super worn in and comfortable for him now, but it’s unusual to see him without them

But when he needs to dress up for events or dates or whatever, he likes to look nice but still casual

His idea of dressing up would be khaki pants (maybe joggers for casual dates) with a white button down/polo

One time he showed up to an event in his yellow converse so Katara got him some nice brown dress boots so he has /options/

You’ll also never find him in any cool tones, he loves warm colors (yellows, oranges, reds)

He’s overall a pretty happy and chill guy and that reflects in his clothing but he still has a grasp on what is acceptable in certain situations and definitely dresses appropriately

For the most part he just looks really snuggly and soft

Katara

Katara also really values comfort but she takes a little more pride in her appearance

For everyday wear she’ll usually wear jeans of some kind (usually distressed and mom style) but she’ll still look put together

If she’s wearing her blue jeans, she’ll pair them with a loose band tee that’s either cropped, tied in the front, or tucked in precisely (she loves showing the waist of her pants)

If she’s wearing black/white jeans, she’ll wear a blue shirt. She prefers navy and darker tones of blue but she has a quite a few in pastel as well

Sometimes the shirts are just tshirts, but sometimes they’re a little tighter and trendier to help her dress up the outfit

For the most part she lives in her doc martens, and she finds them to be both practical and adorable

However for fancier events she pops off

She’ll dress up in satin dresses that are navy and fall just below her knee or will wear white corduroy skirts with cute flowy tops

She has platform sneakers for when it’s not too fancy but she also has a lot of heels and sandals in neutral colors

Even though Katara does like to look good, because it makes her feel good, she isn’t too overly worried about her appearance

However in most people’s eyes, she never looks bad and walks with an effortless beauty that makes all her outfits look great

Sokka

Sokka lives for practical clothing

He wears basketball shorts almost every day (unless it’s cold and then he wears sweatpants) with a  hoodie or plain tee

While he’s not out naked, he definitely doesn’t really put that much effort into his day to day look

But honestly he doesn’t really need to because Sokka is a hottie who wows everyone he meets

But he also works out a lot and works with his hands, so practical clothing is generally the only thing he thinks is appropriate

When he’s working on something a little more hands on, he’ll wear denim to protect his skin and he doesn’t really care if they get ruined, because they’re his work pants

However when he dresses up… he is a stunner

He’ll wear form fitting pants that show off his toned thighs and butt. They’ll usually be either dark blue or black dress pants

He pairs that with a usually white (occasionally a lighter blue or black) dress shirt that is typically rolled up to his elbows but that’s good because his forearms

Despite the fact that he usually wears sneakers or boots every day, his shoe collection is pretty impressive because he’s a prepared man. So he wears nicer polo shoes or low cut brown boots to pull together the look

People never really expect Sokka to look as fine as he does at those events, because they’re used to seeing him very casual and comfy

But even though people think Sokka doesn’t care about his appearance, he does… he just doesn’t like to waste time on work/school days when he could sleep a little more

But when he can actually get dressed up, he kinda lives for it

For the most part, Sokka dresses how he pleases and doesn’t let others tell him what to do with himself

But he’s comfortable in his style and in his skin which makes him confident

Toph

Toph grew up with overbearing parents who dictated how she dressed, and so when she began to live on her own she really wanted to explore other styles and options

For a while she experimented with casual fancy styles like sundresses and skirts and such. And honestly she really likes them and thinks they’re cute, but not for day to day

She then evolved into more of a skater, tomboy look which she really rocks

She has a wide range of jean, khaki, and athletic shorts that she pairs with simple shirts

Her shirts are usually band tees, or plain colors and she really likes earth tones

She has likes oversized outerwear, like big flannels, hoodies, or bombers that kind of swallow her frame

She prefers shorts but when she wears pants, it’s usually sweatpants or yoga pants. She doesn’t like her bottoms to be too tight and restricting because she likes to have full range of motion, so if they’re tight they have to be stretchy

Also she kicks the bottom of all her shoes out so she can see (yes bending exists here and she’s blind bc I say so), but she mainly wears canvas sneakers like vans or low converses

Because she experimented early on with her outfits, when she has to dress up she really likes casual sundresses

Sometimes she’ll wear a jean skirt, but none of her dresses or skirts will be tight

She’s not necessarily trying to hid her body/curves but she’s just so much more comfortable in loose/flowy clothing and it still looks really good on her

Even at fancier events, she’ll wear sneakers because sandals don’t really work without bottoms and heels are a fat no

She has “nicer” sneakers that she keeps clean for those events but for the most part she has an excuse and a comeback to anyone who tries to diss her shoes

Like Sokka, she’s pretty comfortable in her clothing and doesn’t put too much effort into it

However, because of all the years she spent with her parents where she had zero options, it isn’t uncommon to see Toph trying the newest trends as soon as they come out, to see if she vibes with them or not

Zuko

Like Toph, Zuko was also forced to dress in a certain way due to his familial upbringing

In contrast though, he found a way to express himself through his clothes while still fitting into the expectations placed on him

Zuko lives in dark clothes. The only sense of color he has are dark red shirts/hoodies, one pair of grey sweatpants, and a deep navy shirt he stole from Sokka

Everything else is black

But that doesn’t mean they’re all boring and the same

A lot of his clothing has small details woven into the seams which shows that Zuko puts a lot of effort into the clothing he puts on

He mostly wears black jeans but he has a huge range of styles including skinny, distressed, boyfriend, baggy, and straight legged

He tends to focus on the bottom half more, styling his outfit around his pants and then pairing a simple tee

Kinda imagine an eboy vibe but more chill

He wears converses, vans, or other flat sneakers for the most part

When he needs to dress up, he still sticks to dark tones

His go to is black dress pants that are pretty tight and either a black or red button up

He has a few suits from growing up but he loathes them with a passion and prefers to look casual when dressing up

Zuko likes to put effort into his appearance because it helps channel his energy and he thinks that if he looks presentable, people will be less likely to judge him on his past or his scar

He gets pretty self-conscious and insecure when he tries new things, and it’ll take him a while to expand his closet into other styles

He’s comfortable with his look and he isn’t too keen on trying new things but he isn’t completely opposed

Suki

Suki, much like Katara, has this look of effortless beauty

However for her, she does put effort into her outfit pretty much everyday

She also wears earth tones for the most part, but her closet does have a large variety

On the day to day she’ll wear skinny jeans, yoga pants, or athletic shorts with a cute top

Though her clothes aren’t that fancy, she matches them all really well and her makeup is always impeccable

Her top selection is bigger and is made up of mostly cropped tees and tighter crop tops

However, her guilty pleasure is large sweaters and hoodies that she’s stolen from her guy friends and it’s pretty common to find her styling those with jeans and cute shoes

She also has a pair of red high tops, that much like Aang, she has worn down to the point where they’re more dirt than anything

And while she doesn’t wear them every day, they’re definitely a staple in her closet

But suki honestly lives for platform sneakers, they don’t have to be super tall but anything that gives her a little lift makes her that much more confident

When she dresses up, she shares a lot of the same styles with Toph

She really likes sundresses with sneakers, or rompers with sandals

However when she really has to get fancy, she’ll wear longer dresses that fall below her knee or all the way to the floor with a pair of heels and she’ll be feeling herself

Suki is overall pretty adventurous with her outfits, but she also knows what she likes

She’ll try the new trends and take suggestions from her friends, but she’s also not scared to say no and go comfy yet put together for a day

She’s one of those girls that kinda looks great in everything and people really wish they had her closet but half the time she’s borrowing things from friends to piece together outfits

Yue

Yue loves clothes

Simple as that

She grew up with money, but without the overbearing parents and she’s always had an affinity for dressing up and following the new trends as well as the older ones

She finds that waking up and making herself look good, gets her ready for the day and helps put her into the right headspace

She also lives for light pastels, typically of the cooler hues but sometimes she’ll venture into the pinks and reds

On the day to day she’ll wear either light blue or white bottoms (you name it: skirts, shorts, pants, whatever) and a plain shirt

A lot of her clothing has lace on it, it’s just something that Yue really likes

And all the light colors look amazing against her dark skin

She wears chunky sneakers or flats mostly, because they’re cute but also comfortable to walk in

She also usually has an accessory, whether it be a purse, sunglasses, or a cute bandana, she likes to add little things that pull her outfit together

She definitely looks better than most on the day to day because she really enjoys looking nice

However she still has the skill of not looking overdressed

When she dresses up, she looks ethereal

Like Katara, she likes satin and silk a lot because it’s comfy and soft and often falls effortlessly

She tends to wear dresses that are just at her knee or are tea length, and doesn’t really like floor length dresses

The only really short stuff she wears are her skirts and shorts

She also really likes heels when she’s dressing up, and a slit in her dress to show off her legs

She’s super confident in her style and definitely loves finding inspiration from her friends, strangers, magazines and wherever she can find it

She also always looks amazing, even when she is dressed casually

Azula

Surprisingly, Azula isn’t really that flamboyant with her style

She likes simple looks like jeans and tshirts or a simple dress

She, like Zuko, wears darker colors but has a plethora of pink in her wardrobe because of TyLee

On the day to day she’s often wearing simple black jeans, a band tee or just a hoodie with doc martens

People find it surprising because Azula comes across as a big personality, and she definitely is around her friends, but she just isn’t that interested in fashion

She prefers to focus her energy and time on self-care like her nails, hair, and skin

Both Mai and TyLee are into fashion so Azula does let them dress her up and down for fun, but for the most part she’s pretty simple

For dressing up, she’s very simple

She’ll wear either a black or red dress, usually that falls just above or just below her knee

She likes a straight neckline but has few options (strapless, halter, etc)

And she’ll pair the dress with a simple black heel, not too many straps

She does like tall heels, it helps with her confidence, but they aren’t very flashy

Despite her basic style, she does understand the importance of looking presentable and doesn’t usually wear baggy clothing

She’s found a pretty good balance between casual, basic, but still presentable

basically she doesn’t need a boisterous closet because she is very talkative and loud with her friends, so she doesn’t feel the need to overcompensate with her clothing or anything

Mai

in complete opposite to Azula, Mai LOVES showing her personality through her clothes

she isn’t very talkative and instead likes to show her mood with her outfits

though she does wear dark colors, she’ll experiment with others

when she’s feeling sad, she covers up. She likes long sleeves, even if they are mesh or transparent, and long jeans with boots

She’s a slut for peasant sleeves (but I mean… me too)

when she’s happy, she’ll wear red or pink. She’ll stick with either jeans or a jean skirt that’s dark but she’ll pair it with a baggy dusty pink or vibrant red shirt that she tucks in. she’ll also wear trendier sneakers on those days (but they’ll probably still be boots)

when’s she’s feeling really good or adventurous she’ll dress more colorful. The style itself is pretty basic: jeans and a shirt, but she’ll wear her blue mom jeans. She’ll pair it with her purple doc martens and a white shirt with a different colored jacket

however it’s the days that she wears sweats, leggings and hoodies that she receives the most attention. The attention is always from her friends because on those days, she’s either feeling very comfortable in her surroundings and they want to talk to her, or she’s had a shit day and they want to help her feel better

when dressing up, she likes to wear black with fun accents like buckles or ribbons or fun sleeves or zippers or lace or anything like that

she’s pretty tall, so she doesn’t often wear heels but she’ll wear fishnet tights and tuck them into some boots or she’ll wear flats

she does tend to wear clothes that are tighter and then pair them with baggy outerwear to offset the outfit

she does wear a lot of boots but she has them in a bunch of different colors for every emotion and outfit

people are pretty envious of her wardrobe and while she doesn’t really talk and isn’t that confident in herself, she’s always been sure of her style

she also really enjoys dressing her friends up and swapping styles to try to make new outfits

TyLee

TyLee also loves clothes

she’s pretty girly and used clothing from an early age to set herself apart from not only her sisters but also from society

in today’s terms she’d be a soft girl with a hint of vsco

there’s a lot of pinks, reds, purples, whites, and other pastels in her wardrobe

she tries to avoid dark tones because she thinks they wash her out

she’s also very bubbly and upbeat for the most part and likes to convey that in her outfits

she wears a lot of tennis skirts, plaid skirts, paper bag shorts, and other stuff that kinda looks like it came from a teen movie

she doesn’t really like pants but if she does wear them, they’ll be loose and typically have a paper bag waistline

and they’ll definitely be high waisted no matter what

her tops are typically crop top tanks or fuzzy sweaters that are just a tad too big

she also really likes to wear long cardigans and sweaters that fall below her hemline

every day she wears a white shoe

they’ll either be chunky sneakers, vans, sandals, high tops, or something else but they’ll definitely be white

people really don’t know how she keeps them clean

when she dresses up, she’ll wear tighter clothes but then offset them with a long or bigger jacket and sneakers

she hates heels

she thinks they are so uncomfortable and prefers sneakers or sandals

TyLee does like trying new stuff but she’s also really comfortable with her current style and isn’t that interested in trying a whole ton of new stuff

she also really likes dressing other people up, both in her own style and in theirs

she’s pretty confident in her clothes but her insecurities definitely bleed through sometimes, but she always tries to be happy no matter what and that definitely comes through in her clothes

hehe that’s it :)

[95liners3rdmember]

Worth It

Chapter Fifteen: After Party

Word Count: 5955

Chapter Fourteen: Post Concert

“Thank you Army for coming and we can’t wait to see you again!” Namjoon's voice is barely audible in the buzzing arena as the members say their final goodbyes to Army. The past few days have been draining and I can tell that they have reached their point, tonight they will sleep like the dead. All of BigHit were given Monday as a rest day considering most of us have been at the arena working. From the screen I watch them all bounce over to the lift and begin waving as they’re lowered under the stage.

Jungkook tries his hardest to hold on to continue saying goodbye but Tae manages to pull him by the shirt downward. Giggling to myself I squeeze through the other workers and make my way over to the backup dancers. Sweaty hugs are exchanged and before I know it I’m being ushered into the members waiting room. With big smiles on their faces they take the post concert photo.

Jimin is the first to break away from the group on the couch and he moves straight for me. I playfully dodge his hug and run to the safety of an empty chair. That doesn’t stop him from plopping himself directly in my lap. Across the room I can hear Jin and Namjoon telling us to cut it out since there are too many people here.

“Noona are you coming to the party tonight?” Jungkook asks as he sits on top of Jimin, completely squishing me in the chair. I can’t help the pained groan that leaves my lips. But my brain doesn’t register it fully as I zone in on the party question.

“What party?” Both Jimin and Jungkook look at me with a dazed look. I roll my eyes at both of them and start to push them from my lap, my thighs feeling more and more pancake-like with each passing second.

“Since it’s the end of our first tour, the company decided to go out with a bang. Part of the staff left early to get the venue set up. It’s really a way to relax and unwind after the past year.” Hobi pipes in as he helps me kick the two off of me. I’m still confused. It’s super late and they just had a crazy weekend. Are they really about to have a party right now?

“If you keep your face like that too long it will stay like that.” Tae chuckles as he wraps an arm around the other two maknae. Glancing over to Namjoon he nods his head slowly, knowing that I’m silently asking if this is really happening.

“I guess I didn’t get the memo. But if I wasn’t informed then I shouldn’t be going.” There are only a handful of people that I know from the company and most of them are right in front of me. My smile starts to fall as I weigh my options. I can go and seem like a stranger or I can stay home and be bored. But I know if I try to stay home one of the members will stop me. Or they will threaten to stay with me and I can see it in their eyes that they all are excited for tonight.

“We’re the ones inviting you, plus it was emailed out last night so you probably didn’t see it.” Yoongi says as he exits the room to go change back into his street clothes.

“I need to go home and change though, even though I didn’t do much compared to you guys.”

One of their bodyguards interrupts our banter as he lets them know the cars will be leaving in 15. Looks like they are going back to the dorms to shower and change too. So there’s enough time for me to throw something together.

“You’re going y/n! And I’m dressing you since the last time you dressed up was when Natalie was here.” Tae’s boxy smile has me in a trance as I nod my head, agreeing to whatever he says.

“So I get dips on one of the showers first.” His smile changes into a smirk as he runs down the hall, Jungkook on his tail.

Wait. Did he just insult my fashion? Good lord, he’s not wrong though.

“Earth to y/n, it’s time to go.” Jimin calls from the doorway, he’s holding both of my bags and his own. Jumping up from my chair I rush over to get my things from him. Which is a struggle because he keeps snatching them away. The game of cat and mouse goes on until we reach the cars, Namjoon pulls me into the blacked out van squishing me between him and Jimin. Maybe the party was the reason they insisted I ride with them today instead of driving. Although I’m not complaining because last night was truly a nightmare getting home.

Pulling my phone from the bag, I see that my sister has called me a few times. I’ll call her back while I’m getting ready, she must be pulling another all nighter again. Opening my email my inbox floods with dozens and dozens of emails. Scrolling through I see the email marked party and my heart eases a little. Looks like I’m the one at fault. Honestly I was nervous that I just wasn’t invited since I just started.

A text pops up on my screen and I see Natalie’s name, sighing I click on it and my stomach drops.

Natalie: ‘Why did Tae text me asking what kind of clothes you have? Also why did I get a weird message from JK on Friday night?’

I can feel two pairs of eyes on me, my cheeks heating up as my fingers go a mile a minute to reply. Hopefully I can move quick enough so they won’t see.

Me: ‘I’ll call you once I get back to the apartment. I have no clue about a weird text. I’ve been busy working.’

Natalie: ‘ Mhmm, sure. I’ll be waiting.’

The rest of the ride is quiet as we all scroll through our phones ignoring the outside world. It’s peaceful in the confines of the van but it’s enjoyable for even just a moment.

Pulling up to the building, Jimin grabs both of our bags with me protesting right behind him. As we get through the first set of doors I manage to snatch away my bag with my tongue poking out playfully. From behind us I can hear Namjoon’s muffled laugh. The ride up the elevator is quick and before long I’m standing in my bathroom trying to rush.

Selecting Natalie’s contact I jump under the scalding water waiting for my dear little sister to answer. It rings twice before she excitedly answers.

“About time you called me! So what’s happening that you need a special outfit?”

“It’s a company after party, nothing too crazy. What are you going to tell him to put me in?”

Scrubbing my hair roughly, I try to rinse while still listening to Natalie.

“That’s a surprise for you. But more importantly why did JK text me Friday night saying Jimin didn’t come back from your apartment hours after the others. Honestly I’m hurt that you didn’t tell me first.”

Leave it to my sister to blow a little thing out of context. It’s been her personal mission since the couch incident to try and force something to happen. Rolling my eyes I shut off the water and take a deep breath.

“Nothing happened, Jimin was being too hard on himself again and needed to let it out.” Trying to get ready is going to be a tough task because I can already tell that she's about to drill me for every answer she wants.

“What does that mean?” Natalie is no doubt wiggling her little brows on the other end of the phone. Peachy girl.

“It’s not what you think but I also promised I wouldn’t tell anyone else. You of all people should know about something like that. Anyways, I need to finish getting ready before Tae walks in.”

“Yeah, yeah excuses. But have fun tonight and please video chat with me soon, I’m going crazy without you.”

“I will. Be good and I’ll talk to you later.”

“Bye!”

With that the call clicks off and I’m left in silence. Lately whenever I have free time I find myself missing my sister more and more. It was nice that she visited me a few months ago, that definitely helped but she is my rock. And whenever the craziness calms around me I can feel her absence. This Christmas is going to be hard for sure, I won’t have any of my family and I can’t participate in my family traditions.

Going out to my room, I throw on a t-shirt and shorts while I wait for Tae to come upstairs. I’m not going to go all out on my hair and makeup since we don’t have a lot of time to get ready. I’ll just let my hair go all natural, eventually it will curl decently since I haven’t been able to add to the heat damage since my schedule has been so packed. Knowing Natalie, she’s already planned out everything with Tae and he  just needs to make sure it all comes together. I swear those two could dress people up for hours. Namjoon told me that Tae takes up way more closet space than any normal person, but then again Jungkook has almost an entire room filled with clothes.

“Y/n, I’m here!” Tae’s cheerful voice fills the empty apartment and a smile works its way to my face as I bend over slightly against the counter focusing on my eyeliner. I’ve never been that great at dressing up but I know a few things about making myself presentable.

“In the bedroom!” Inspecting my handy work, I’m pleased that the two wings look almost identical. Swiping on a few layers of mascara, I turn on my toes to see what Tae and Natalie have decided on. I can’t help but gulp at the boldness, I’m also somehow excited to wear something a little bit more my pace.

“You actually have a ton of options, but I guess it’s easier to work in sweats and tanks.” The teasing tone in his voice is heavy as he admires the handy work. Laying on the bed is an all black outfit, definitely something up Jungkook’s alley. A black leather moto jacket, black crop top, black high waisted ripped jeans, all finished off with a pair of heeled boots. Is it safe to expose so much skin at a company party? I know that there will be a few judgemental eyes on me for sure. Pulling my lip between my teeth I can’t help but try to think of a backup outfit.

“I can hear the gears turning from here, don’t worry about the outfit. Trust me, you won’t be the only one dressed a little different. They stylist noona’s definitely won’t be in tshirts and jeans.” I meet his gaze and can’t help but smile. He seems so sure that you can’t help but trust him. I actually take a good look at his outfit and it’s very relaxed as well, black jeans, a button up shirt with the top few buttons undone, semi formal dress shoes and his hair is fluffed from a quick blow dry.

“Okay, I’ll be out in a few minutes.” Sucking in a breath I watch as his smile radiates even brighter than normal and he rushes out of the room. Shuffling through my underwear drawer I find the set that would go best with this all black attire. Carefully pulling off my comfy clothes, getting dressed doesn’t take long. Looking at myself in the mirror, I can’t help but want to go out and party. But part of me wants to hide in the jacket all night as well. Compared to all of my other coworkers I’m on the “thicker” side. Simply because of where I’m from, we’re built a little differently. It’s not a bad thing at all every person on this planet is different, I just struggle with the whole body confidence. Something Natalie has no issue with, she will rock any outfit you put her in just because of the confidence she oozes.

There’s no time for all of these self doubting thoughts, we need to leave in less than five minutes. Time to suck it up and go for it. Clasping the necklace Jimin gave me and throwing in all of my earrings, I shoving my phone and cards into the clutch Tae laid out as well. My shoes click against the flooring as I meet Tae out in the living room, his eyes widen before a smirk sets in on his face. He looks down at his phone to text someone quickly before returning his gaze back to me.

“Let’s party.” There’s a tone in his voice that I can’t quite put my finger on and it causes a shiver to run down my spine. Seems like tonight is going to get even more interesting.

The ride over here was short but action packed. Jungkook met us downstairs since everyone else left without him. His cheeks had a dust of pink across them when he saw the outfit, for both of our sake we ignored the awkwardness. Jungkook came dressed pretty casual, light washed ripped jeans, white tshirt, flannel over top and finished off with brown timbs. Very Jungkook.

Music blasted in the car all the way from the dorm to the company, outside there were tons of cars. More than normal honestly but that’s because every employee was allowed to bring a few family members. Knowing my luck tonight I’ll be sitting in the corner because there’s too many people for the guys to speak to for them to spend most of the night with me. Oh, maybe Mina will be here. I haven’t gotten to see her in a few weeks with everything being so action packed.

Walking in the main entrance, the noise didn’t lessen any. Jungkook and Tae took off but not without dragging me behind them. You wouldn’t be able to tell that those two just got down with a triple header concert. The last time I saw them so hyper was after a weekend off. Stumbling to keep up, they lead me into a huge room that I haven’t been to yet. It reminds me of the school gym in highschool, minus the bleachers. Tables are set up along the walls with food and even more with drinks and alcohol. Seems like everyone is here to have a good time to celebrate a successful tour. Jungkook releases my wrist as we enter the room, it’s not long before both disappear from my sight. Looking around I don’t see any of the guys, but I spot the stylist and Tae was right. Most of them were dressed like they were going out to party and their hair looked amazing compared to my curly mess. One of the noonas waved me down and I began to make my way through the crowd to them. Along the way I get stopped by a few of the backup dancers, I thank them for the hard work and let them know I can’t wait to work with them again.

“We were worried you wouldn’t be here y/n! Namjoon even came over asking if we had seen you.” How far behind were we compared to everyone else? It couldn’t have been by much unless Namjoon hurried to get here. Which wouldn’t surprise me if he ducked into his studio before the party.

“I guess I took longer getting ready than I thought. It’s been a while since I’ve been out of my dance clothes.” Giggling I notice that they take in my outfit, I can’t help but want to suck in the small stomach that I have and try to stand straighter. After all these amazing women get BTS dressed to impress with everything they do. They know a thing or two about fashion.

“It’s nice to see you in something different though, who would’ve thought you had this frame underneath those baggy shirts. I have a question though.” My cheeks heat up at the compliment and I feel myself grow a little more confident.

“Thank you. What’s the question?” I fiddle with the rings on my fingers as I watch her look at the length of my hair.

“Have you ever thought about changing your hair?”

“Not really, I don’t have much time to do anything with it. Normally it’s just pulled up into a bun or ponytail.” I wonder what could be going through her mind right now. It could be she’s gotten this boldness from the drink in her cup. Normally she’s tiptoes around asking me questions.

“Good evening Noonas! Thank you for finding y/n for me.” A familiar arm wraps around my shoulders and I can’t help but relax. Best friend Namjoon to the rescue. A wave of relief washes over me as he takes over the conversation.

“I hate to steal her away but there’s six other people looking for her. We will see you Tuesday!” Namjoon turned us away and I didn’t even realize I had been holding my breath until my lungs emptied loudly.

“My hero. She was about to ask me to do something to my hair. Don’t get me wrong it’s sweet but the last thing I want is for it to fall out from bleaching and coloring.” Namjoon’s laugh is almost inaudible over the music that just got louder in the room. He knows all too well what I mean.

He ushers me into the group of members who are laughing and dancing away, but I can’t help but stop and take them all in. There’s no worries on their face and they’re acting like normal 20 year olds. Each are dressed in their own style and it works for each of them. Jimin’s eyes lock with mine as he reaches for my wrist pulling me into the center of the group. My body moves on its own to the beat with them. There’s no real moves going on, we are all dancing like school kids at a dance. If you didn’t know who we were you wouldn’t know that we all dance for a living, some of us more than others.

The backup dancers make their way over to our circle where things start to get crazy, Jungkook and another dancer start to try and b-boy. My stomach hurts from laughing so much. I can see that their cheeks are starting to turn pink from the drinks and heat. Someone bumps against my shoulder and I meet Jimin’s intimidating eyes. Not that they normally intimidate me, there’s just something about the way he’s looking at me that makes me feel smaller than I really am. Especially since he’s only an inch or so taller than me right now. His head nods in the direction of the drinks and I wiggle my way out with him. Almost all of the staff that want to dance make up the mass circle going on.

I hand wraps tighter around the clutch I’ve been carrying, I can’t believe I forgot that I brought it. No wonder my hands have been cramping up while dancing. Jimin must notice me switching as he takes the black clutch from me and searches for someone. He finds one of the drivers who’s sitting in the corner with security. With a short run he gives them my things before making his way back.

“You’ll just ride back with me, they are going to hold onto your things until then.” There’s an authoritative tone to his voice that I don’t even want to question. He hands me a large cup and grabs one for himself. We stand against the table and watch as the group cheers and continues to dance like they have no worries in the world. Leaning my hip out I bump against him softly which earns me a bump in return. I know that Jimin’s felt a little off since the other night and I was hoping that tonight would help him relax a little. But it would seem I was wrong.

“You don’t seem like you’re having fun Jimin.” I don’t take my eyes off of the energetic group, I can hear Jin singing along with the music. Even if I have to force Jimin back into that circle, he’s going to have fun tonight.

“I’m having fun, it just got a little too claustrophobic for me. And you looked like you were struggling holding your purse.” Ah, ever the gentleman. But there’s something else he’s not telling me. Downing my drink, I turn around to refill it ignoring the burning in my chest. If I’m seriously thinking about getting into his head, I’m going to need more liquid courage. The second drink goes down easier, which Jimin keeps up with and we both refill our drinks. Neither of us look at the other but I know that my cheeks are stained pink and working their way to a deep shade of red.

“Jimin, I have a question.” My voice is louder than I meant but I guess it’s a good thing considering the volume of the music. Looking out of the corner of my eye I can see he’s waiting for me to ask. Sucking in a deep breath, I turn halfway towards him.

“Why did you hate me in the beginning?” The bluntness of the question causes him to turn his full attention to me. He’s thinking hard as he takes a long drink. I can’t help but drink as well, my nerves getting the best of me. I shouldn’t have asked such a dumb question, now everything is going to be messed up between the two of us.

“I wouldn’t say I hated you, I hated how things were changing. At first I thought the company didn’t think through their choice, but after seeing you dance and how hard you worked I realized I was wrong. Which didn’t sit well because no one likes being wrong. So I took out my frustration on you. I was rude and cold to you, but after watching you work alone in that studio I knew I had to make things right.” I can tell that he’s not holding anything back from me now, he’s letting me in completely. He takes both of our empty cups to refill them.  

“I thought the same thing at first, how can someone of my skill be good enough to work with the biggest growing band in the world? It took a lot of reassurance and honestly a lot of sleepless nights to convince myself otherwise. I won’t lie, at first I just wanted to impress everyone but I let that get in the way. After all, I’ve looked up to you for years. You’re an amazing dancer and all I wanted was your approval. And after the first few weeks I felt like that was never going to happen. I thought that maybe I had tried too hard.” I find comfort in my drink after spilling my guts to the man in front of me. My heart pounds against my chest so hard that it hurts. Trying to ground myself from the fog beginning to form in my head, I look at the mass of people still going strong on the dance floor.

“You doubt yourself too much. And you weren’t the problem at first, it was me. When I realized I had made a huge mistake and went to Namjoon for advice. Even without knowing the past between you two, I knew that the two of you were close. That’s why I left the letter when we went away.” Letting myself relax, I almost melt into Jimin’s side and he relaxes against me as well. It’s like a weight has been lifted from my shoulder.

“And the rest is history after that.” Smiling to myself I take another long drink. I make eye contact with Hobi and Tae who slowly start to make their way from the crowd. Jimin and I disconnect from the hip with a small sigh.

“And the rest is history.” Jimin says in a whisper as the other two end up in front of us. They both are sporting a million watt smile as they make themselves a drink. I find comfort in downing the remaining drink. I don’t know how many I have had at this point but I know that there are a few more in my future.

“Why aren’t you two dancing? Last time I checked that was all you two did.” Hobi says with a ragged breath, there’s a small layer of sweat forming on his forehead. But that doesn’t seem to stop the ball of sunshine from having fun.

“I didn’t get you all dressed up for you to stand in the corner away from everyone.” Tae says sarcastically. I can’t help but elbow him lightly when he settles on my free side. I take a drink and when I lower the cup, the other four members have joined our small group. Everyone is sweating but smiling, even Yoongi. They all gulp down whatever drink they can get and each breath out a sigh of relief.

“I want to make a toast.” Namjoon says with a dimpled smile, I mean who can honestly resist that smile. He raises his cup up as he clears his throat.

“To our first world tour, to new friendships. Also to our next world tour that will be more memorable than this one.” We all raise our cups in agreement and we all laugh as liquid splashes from the energetic group.

“With that said, y/n and Jimin hyung need to get out there to dance.” Jungkook says as he drags us behind him, this time with more speed than earlier. I struggle in my shoes as the alcohol starts to hit me harder. Once all eight of us are back in the group we all let loose. All I can hear is music and laughter as we move to the beats. This drink will last longer but I know that it’s only a matter of time before I completely need to stop moving. I feel someone keeping a closer presence than the others, over my shoulder I see that Jimin is almost connected at my hip. It’s no secret that he gets clingy when he drinks which is why the others aren’t saying anything but I can tell there’s another reason behind it.

After another ten songs, my body is ready to tap out. Making my way from the group, Jimin follows behind and the others don’t seem to notice our absence. I slightly stumble in my heels and he rests a hand on the small of my back to balance me. My heart races from the small gesture, my mind races back to the other morning when we danced. It felt like an intimate moment that doesn’t happen between friends. I trip over my feet again and stop in my tracks.

Jimin comes in front of me and bends down, motioning for me to climb on. Was this really a good idea? I mean everyone could see us.

“Come on y/n, I know you’re ready to go home.” He has a point, stepping up I get situated on his back as he stands back up. His hands gripping my thighs tightly, my chin resting gently on his shoulder with my nose turned towards his neck. My senses are being assaulted with everything Jimin. I faintly hear the security guard and driver lead us to the car, once we reach the van Jimin lets me down slowly and helps me into the car. For some reason the privacy screen is up and blacked out. Even after so many trips in these vans, I’ve never seen them use the screen.

Jimin hands me my clutch and moves closer to me. My eyes are only focused on him as he helps buckle me into the seat. I try to clear my head as the van takes off, all the windows blocked off from seeing just who is being driven. Which I guess is a good thing for Jimin because the last thing he needs is a scandal with his drunk choreographer. Well I wouldn’t say drunk, more like very tipsy. Which means I still have some sense left, I can feel Jimin’s eyes watching every single move I make. I can feel him watching as I spin the rings on my hand.

“Who gave you these?” His voice is deeper than usual and I can hear his Busan dialect starting to come out. A shiver runs through my spine as I blink a few times before looking down. His hand is holding mine as he runs his thumb over the silver bands.

“This one is a matching set with Natalie.” I point at the ring on my middle finger, it’s a simple silver band with an opal stone.

“That one is from my grandmother. It’s a family heirloom.” It’s a plain silver band resting on my thumb.

“And the last one was my mother’s promise ring that my father gave her in high school.” I bring up my right hand and show him the small silver band resting on my ring finger. It’s nothing crazy, just a singular diamond. I’ve had it ever since I was little and I only wear it during special occasions.

Jimin just holds my hand as he listens, with each word he moves closer and closer towards me. Every fiber of my being is screaming at me to move closer and kiss him, but the remaining rational section of my brain tells me that it’s an absolutely awful idea. If I were to do that I’d compromise my friendship and my job.

But that doesn’t seem to be the case for him. Slowly his ring covered hand comes up to caress my cheek, pushing the hair from my face. My eyes can’t leave him as he moves even closer, my breathing starts to pick up along with the beating in my chest. He’s so close that I can feel his breath fan across my face. I don’t want to fight myself anymore, I’m tired of hiding how I feel even though it may cause a lot of trouble or confusion. Tilting my head slightly, I move forward slowly which causes Jimin to take action.

My head feels like it’s spinning as he presses his lips against him, all the tension from my body leaves as I find myself reaching out for him. Letting my hands rest on his chest, Jimin leans even closer to me and a small click registers in my brain. Before I know it I’m straddling him in the seat. Everything turns heated quickly, we both struggle for dominance in the kiss but it’s a fruitless battle on my part. He takes the lead and I can’t help but struggle to suppress the moan in the back of my throat. We break apart for air and I find myself panting, struggling to fill my aching lungs. But that doesn’t stop Jimin, his lips find themselves on my neck. Kissing and nipping their way down to the top of my shirt. My hands weave themselves into his hair and tug softly, earning a hushed moan from Jimin. That makes my body move on its own, bringing my hands to his face so our lips can reconnect. This time we are both desperate to feel the other. I can’t help but get closer to him, my chest pressed tightly against his as his hands roam against my ass. I feel like I’m going to combust from the heat between us. Working my hands under his shirt, I rub against the tone muscles of his stomach.

Just as he rounds his hands to the hem of my shirt, the van stops and the driver door opens. Jumping from Jimin’s hold, I sit back into my chair and start to slick down my hair. I can’t bring myself to look in his direction as the outside door slides open. Jimin steps out and offers a steading hand as I try to make my way out. My legs feel even more like jello after the ordeal in the van. I can’t believe I just had a makeout session with Park Jimin in the back of a van…. What was I thinking?

“Good night Jimin, Y/n.” I bow quickly acknowledging him as we make our way inside and into the elevator without much attention. Thankfully the person working in the lobby was too focused on his phone instead of us. My breath catches in my throat as the elevator door shuts on us, Jimin moves closer but not like in the car. I have to blink a few times to make sure I can see him clearly. His pupils are blown out just like I imagine mine are. He’s looking over me carefully with a soft expression, like the one he had while he sang Serendipity. The door opened on my floor and Jimin helped me exit. My feet didn’t seem to want to work once my front door was open, that caused a deep chuckle to vibrate through his chest.

“Let’s get you to bed.” Jimin effortlessly lifts me up to carry me into the bedroom. Softly he lays me down and I start to feel my head spin. I feel him unzip my boots and I hear him throw them to the side. Next he helps me to sit up and remove the jacket I had been wearing all night. Cool air rushes over me as I hear him move into the bathroom, he comes back and helps me sit up. Jimin offers me my contact case, I struggle for a few minutes getting the damn things out but eventually I got them. Then he hands me a wet wipe to remove the remaining makeup from my eyes. For a second I feel like he’s going to help me change into pjs but he stops at the jacket. Although he does hand me the shirt from earlier that I wore waiting on Tae.

“Change into this, I’ll be right back.” Clearing my head, I stand up and wiggle out of the jeans. My head throbs even more with each clumsy step. In the end I finally got out of them and the crop top, the tshirt covering just enough. Jimin returns with a glass of water that he sits on my nightstand, he ushers me under the covers and I follow without a fight. My body feels like it is going to give out at any point. Once my head hits the pillow, Jimin brings the covers over my body. As my eyes close I feel something soft press against my forehead that causes me to smile. Another chuckle hits my ears as he shuffles through a few more of my things, the sound of my phone alerts me that he’s plugged it into the charger.

“Goodnight y/n. Get some sleep.” Jimin’s voice is deep yet soft. I mumble a reply to him but I feel myself drifting off faster than expected. There’s no remorse or regret in my body as I feel deeper into sleep. Hopefully whatever happened tonight between the two of us doesn’t complicate things further. But that’s something I can worry about tomorrow.

[gdxnicky]

Whalien: Part 1

Pairing: Kim Namjoon x Female Reader

Genre: Fluff, Romance

Word Count: 1710

Summary: Namjoon comes to visit you and you decide to tell him the biggest secret you have been hiding.

You and Namjoon have been friends for a few years now. He has been absolutely busy lately with his music but finally has some time off. You are doing a semester abroad to a university in Maine. You invited Namjoon to come visit you because you are convinced he would love the miles of Atlantic Ocean coastline. He agrees to visit and now you realize that this is your chance. Here is your opportunity to confess what you have been holding back for years. You are madly, truly, deeply in love with him. He has been the epitome of a great friend. He has always been there for you and is your biggest fan.

You drive down to the airport and pick him up.

"Y/n!" He excitedly exclaims as he rushes over to you. He wraps his arms around you. You melt into his chest and all you can smell is his cologne and all you can hear is his heart beating.

"Hey Joonie! I missed you so much."

"I missed you too. My life is boring without my best friend around." You chuckle at his remark because you know better. His life is far from boring. He is the biggest workaholic you know...well next to Yoongi that is.

You lead him to your car and drive home. It is late at night and you can tell he is exhausted. Once home you show him to the guest room he will be staying in.

"I hope this is ok for you..."

"Of course it is y/n. I am going to unpack my things and then how about we hang out watching some tv?" He propositions as he turns away from you.

"Sounds like a plan Batman" you respond and giggle slightly. He turns around and looks at you weirdly. "What?"

"For a minute I thought Jin had followed me where with that semi dad joke." He grins and laughs. His dimples emerge from his cheeks. Oh his dimples they are what initially attracted you to him.

"Whatever." You scoff playfully. "I will be in the living room."

You sit and wait for what seems like forever. You go to check on him just to find him passed out on the bed, fully dressed. You grab a spare blanket to lay over him, shut the light off and whisper "Good night Namjoon. I love you."

The next day is the day. You have planned this down to the smallest detail. You wake up early to make a nice big breakfast for him. Egg, sausage, bacon, pancakes, fresh fruit and berries. He walks out of the spare room woken up by the aroma from the feast you have made. He walks up behind you and wraps his arms around your belly giving you a gentle hug. Your eyes widen and your cheeks start to blush.

"Y/n, what are you cooking? It smells delicious." He asks while resting his head on top of yours.

"I am making breakfast for the two of us. I have fun stuff planned for us today and we are going to need the energy. Go sit at the table and I'll bring it over."

He goes to sit down. You set the table for the two of you before bringing over all the plates and bowls of food. You wait until he takes the first few bites before starting yourself. Sitting in silence as you eat for a few minutes. Namjoon must have been starving because he is eating so fast you wonder if he is stopping to take a breath. You just watch him and giggle slightly to yourself. Eventually he starts to slow down.

"So y/n what are we doing today? You said you have plans for us." He questions as he reaches for a glass of juice.

"Well Joonie, that is a surprise." You reply, hiding your face from him.

"But I don't like surprises. Come on just tell me." He begs.

"Nope. Don't forget I am older than you so I am the boss." You boost back.

"That isn't even fair. You are only a few months older but if you want to pull that card..." He argues back then sits back and pouts. You look up at him and giggle.

You stand up to take care of your plate.

"Are you done eating Joonie?" You questioned.

"Yeah I am. Leave this I will clean up since you cooked."

"We can do it together. Plus you probably want to shower and stuff since you did all that traveling and then passed out when you got here. Leaving me all by myself." You respond and pick at him for falling asleep so hard last night.

"I am sorry. I didnt mean to but that is fair." He responds before helping cleaning up and jumping into the shower.

While he is in there you place a couple phone calls to make sure that everything is ready and prepared for the two of you. He comes out of the bathroom wearing a dark wash jean that weren't technically skinny jeans, but his manly thighs sure made them look super tight, and wearing a tshirt you had bought him for Christmas last year and sent to him.

"Okay my turn to shower." You say to him.

You go shower than walk out in the tightest pair of light wash skinny jeans you own and a form fitting shirt that hugged your womanly curves beautifully. You did light make up and your hair just like Namjoon likes. You walk out and he looks up at you in awe. He has the deer in headlights look as he sees his best friend presenting herself basically as his dream woman. Eventually he shakes his head to bring himself back to reality.

"Are you ready y/n?" He questions.

"Yeah, I just need to throw on my shoes." You respond grabbing out a pair of high top converse that compliment your outfit.

"Okay. I just need to grab my wallet from my room." He replies. Little does he know though, everything for today has been paid for in advance.

The two of you leave the house and drive toward the Maine coast. Eventually you end up at a pier that has an advertisement for a 4-hour whale watch tour. You walk up to the booth and tell them your name. The woman in the booth says "Oh yes. I have it right here. A private whale watch tour for two." She signals for a man on the side of the building and he ushers the two of you to the boat. The boat is not small but it isn't huge either. Normally, capacity is about 50 but today it is just Namjoon, you, the captain, and one boat hand.

The two of you walk to the front of the boat to take in the sights as you ride. Namjoon is taking pictures of everything he sees. Lighthouses, seals, seagulls, cormorants, mola mola fish, lavish summer homes, and eventually dolphins that are jumping along the side of the boat as if they were guiding you. After about an hour and half into the tour you arrive to the grounds where the whales typically are. The Captain silents himself from his normal tour speech as he searches for whales. You turn to Namjoon.

"Joonie remember that whalien story from when we were kids?" You ask.

"Yeah. I have a song about it. There was a lonely whale that did not have friends or family because no one could hear his song." He answers not looking at you and still searching the water for the smallest sign of a whale.

"Exactly. I remember you always saying that you felt like whalien a lot. You felt like you didnt have people in your life because they don't hear your song." You responded with the nerves finally building in your body. Your heart races, palms get clamy, and start to question if this is even a good idea.

"That is true. No one really understands me. Well except you and that is why you are my best friend." He says looking back at you for a short second before focusing back on the ocean.

"Kim Namjoon." You say hesitantly. He turns back and looks at you. He knows you have something important to say because you never use his full name. He looks into your eyes. "That is what I am trying to say to you. I hear your song. I have always been able to hear your song. To be honest, it is the only song I can hear." You fight back your nerves and anxiousness. You stare at him for a moment waiting for it to sink in. You are about to say those three words that you have rehearsed over and over, but get interrupted by the captain announcing to look at the 2 o'clock position off the front of the boat. Just at that moment a beautiful humpback whale jumps from the ocean and breaches for you. Then a second one follows it. Namjoon and you just stand there and watch this breathtaking dance they are performing for you.

After a while of watching a bunch of whales parading for you the captain turns the boat back around and heads back to the pier.

"Y/N, I have to ask you something. Was there more to what you wanted to say to me before we spotted the whales?" He asks while staring into your eyes very intensely. You feel all those nerves flood back to you.

"Kim Namjoon. I just wanted to take this day and opportunity to show you that you aren't a lonely whalien because I am a whalien with you." You respond, bitting your lip and letting out a sigh. "I love you Joonie."

"I love you too y/n. You are my best friend." He replies with a smile on his face.

"Joonie. I mean I love you as more than a friend. I see you as a man. This whole thing is me confessing to you." You stand there in shock that you could even bring yourself to say that to him. You look at him waiting for his response....

To be continued.

Gif source: @parkjimni

[bixiaoshi]

Paradise and black on black for the nct ask. Also love the lil moomin in your header ❤

paradise: what is your dream vacation?

i dont think i have one tbh

black on black: favourite outfit?

this means a favorite outfit i have right? anyways: my yellow tshirt, high-waisted shorts, thighs and combat boots

nct song asks

[fight-me-wyatt]

Wyatt Oleff ~ Ice Cream by the Ocean

Request/Prompt:  “Do you think you could do a fluffy Wyatt x reader where they go on cute little spending the day exploring town kind of date?” From Anonymous on tumblr.

Ship: Wyatt Oleff x fem!reader

Summary: the reader and Wyatt are going on a date in town… So basically the request lol.

Type:  fluff 

Warning: Only warning would be swearing. And slight sexual innuendos?

Word count: 3670 (including A/Ns) 

Hope you enjoy it. Let me know! I kinda got carried away with the beginning and didn’t do a big long town date part, so if you want me to redo it I’m more than happy to! The gif doesnt fully fit the story but its the outfit i was imagining. but i mean hes really cute even when hes not smiling, so, ah well. Not my gif, gif credit goes to @staruris ! xx (Btw, Y/S/N means Your Sisters Name, instead of your ship name, in this)

Y/N POV

I shook my head at my reflection for the 100th time. Nothing was working with me. I took the clothes that I was currently wearing off and chucked them on the ‘no’ pile that was growing rather steadily on my bed. I dove back into my wardrobe, trying to find something actually half decent, shuffling through hangers and folded clothes. I screamed quietly, throwing my hands up on the air.

“I give up! I’m not going” I groaned.

I turned around, running my hands through my hair, to see my older sister, leaning on the door frame of my room, smirking. 

“Shut up, Y/S/N” I grumbled, folding my arms.

She chuckled and let herself into my room and starting skimming through my wardrobe.

“Yeah, no, please, come in, make yourself at home” I muttered sarcastically.

My sister smiled sweetly and shrugged “thanks!”

I rolled my eyes, but simply sat on my bed, waiting for her to finish what she was doing. She turned to me with a sigh. 

“You really don’t have anything good to wear…. come on, I think I may have something in my wardrobe.” 

She grabbed my hand and pulled me to her own room.

I sat down on her bed as she opened her wardrobe with a dramatic flourish. I rolled my eyes at her and sighed.

“There’s no point. I’m not going to look good anyways. I don’t think he even likes me. I might as well not go.” I grumbled, staring down at fiddling with my fingers. My sister just glared at me.

“I think the fuck not, Y/N/N, you’ve been looking for to your date with Wyatt for ages!” She put her hands on her hips, drumming her perfectly manicured, purple nails against her floral patterned dress. 

I looked down at my own bitten nails and my rather fat thighs that I hated. I frowned and darted my eyes away before I overthought it, as I usually did.

Y/S/N grabbed my hands and held them, speaking softly,

“Y/N/N, don’t worry. You’re beautiful, and he knows it.”

I looked at her cautiously.

“How do you know, though.” I whispered, scared. 

She smiled at me as if she knew something that I didn’t.

“Well,” she replied, “I can tell because of the way he looks at you, with so much love and admiration. The way he talks about you, nonstop and with affection, and that smile he gets whenever you’re mentioned. And that’s only the beginning. But, enough of that. Let’s find you something to wear” she grinned and patted my hands before disappearing into her wardrobe.

 I didn’t pay attention to her occasional mutterings of “not this”, “never in a million years” and other similar comments as I mulled over her previous words. Did he - did he really think and do those things?

Y/S/N broke my thoughts by squeaking excitedly. I quirked an eyebrow up at her, unsure about what she was harping on about. She grinned at me brightly and pulled out a cute casual summer dress that was black with thin horizontal white stripes. I looked at it doubtfully but took it from her nonetheless. I pulled it on over my head. The material was light and comfortable. Y/S/N stepped out of my way so I could see myself in the reflection. I peered at the figure in front of me as they did the same. The dress had t-shirt sleeves, a scoop neck that wasn’t low enough to show anything (thank god) and it went down to my knees. I turned around and looked over my shoulder so I could see the back. The waist was elastic, meaning it pulled in, slightly showing the curves that I did have, in an innocent flattering way. I spun around once, the already slightly flared skirt spinning with me. 

Y/S/N squeaked with joy and clapped her hands.

“Oh yes. 100% yes. I’ve had it for, like, ages and its getting quite tight on me. You might as well keep it.” She winked and grinned at me, “Aw, you look so adorable in it, Y/N/N! Do you like it?”

I smiled softly, biting my lip. I continued to stare at this familiar stranger behind the glass, and nodded. 

“Yeah… Yeah I do!” I said slowly getting more confident.

Y/S/N nodded, happy with my answer.

“Wait here for one second.” She said gesturing for me to do as she told me. I shrugged, curious as to what she was doing.

She was back within the minute holding multiple accessories, including a pair of white converse- my converse.

“You do realise I’m capable of grabbing my own shoes from my own wardrobe, right?” I asked, slightly sassily.

She grinned and rolled her eyes.

“Why, I would never make your royal highness do that, now would I?” She curtsied lowly, pulling her skirt out. 

The shoes dropped awkwardly out of her arms and I snatched them up from where they had rolled to a stop on the floor.

I quickly pulled them on my feet, and as I stood up Y/S/N shoved a floppy, wide-brimmed, creme summer hat onto my head. I rolled my eyes and moved the hat so that it was on properly.

My sister looked me up and down, as if I was a complicated algebra problem that she was trying to solve piece by piece, analysing every part of my body and outfit. I started to get uncomfortable under her critical eyes, so I folded my arms, turning my head away from her, embarrassed. She nodded slowly, having solved the problem in the complex algebra equation that was my date look and outfit.

“Hair and makeup, then we’re done. I promise.” She reassured, sensing my unease. 

I nodded slowly, smiling ever so slightly. No matter how annoying she could be, she really did care about me. 

She lead me to the bathroom and got started.

-

“Y/N! Wyatt’s here!” My mothers voice echoed done the hallway to the bathroom where my sister was finishing up on my ‘look’. 

My eyes filled with fear, horror, excitement, and a range of other emotions.

“Y/S/N! Hurry up! I don’t want him to talk to mum for too long, who knows what she could say!” I urged her on, but she just laughed. 

I looked in the mirror and saw my face with light, simple makeup that was almost not noticeable. My hair was out and flowing in waves down my back.

“Okay, okay, I’m done.” She smirked and looked at her handy work and nodded happily. She handed me my over the shoulder bag containing my wallet, phone and camera.

“Here you go! Have fun, hun.” 

I gave her a hug whispering a quiet thank you in her ear, before running through to see Wyatt and my mum deep in conversation.

I groaned and blushed, accidentally turning both of their attentions onto me. My eyes widened realising what I’d done. Neither seemed to mind though.

Wyatt’s eyebrows went up as he smiled, and I heard a small “wow” slip from his lips. I blushed a deeper red and I lowered my head awkwardly.

“Oh honey, you look beautiful!” A voice broke the silence and my head darted up to see my mum clasping her hands, with a look of awe on her face.

I winced, embarrassed.

“Muuuum! Please stop….” I tried to tell her without words that she was deeply embarrassing me. 

Wyatt just chuckled and shoved his hands in his pockets.

“Your mum is right, you know, you do look beautiful.” He said softy.

I bit my lip and I let my eyes run over him.

He was wearing skinny jeans, and a simple white tshirt with his blue reflective sunglasses hanging off the neck line of his tee and he had a black bag over his shoulders. His curly hair looked perfect as usual and I couldn’t help but grin. 

“You don’t look to bad yourself, Oleff….” I smirked shyly, looking at him directly for once.

My mum awkwardly cleared her throat, breaking up the moment Wyatt and I were sharing.

“Okay, well you kids have fun… Not too much fun, though. And be home in time for dinner. ” she paused, wondering if she should give them “the talk”.

I quickly nodded, and grabbed Wyatt’s hand pulling him out the door.

“Okay, will do, thanks mum, bye! Love you!” I called over my shoulder hurriedly.

-

When we were out onto the street I let go of his hand slowly.

“Uh, sorry about that… She didn’t say anything weird or make you uncomfortable while you were waiting for me, did she?” I asked, with fingers crossed.

Wyatt chuckled and ran his fingers through his hair. We both started strolling down the street, no destination, just walking together.

“No, no, don’t worry. She was just asking me about filming, my parents, how excited and nervous you’ve been for this date, school, my siblings, that kind of thing, ya know?” He shrugged grinning at me.

I nodded slowly before stopping as realisation dawned on me.

“Wait. She did what?!” I put my head in my hands and groaned “ohmygod that’s so embarrassing, I’m so sorry…” 

Wyatt smiled softly and nudged me.

“Yeah, but do you know what I told her?” He asked me.

I shook my head, peering through the gaps in my fingers.

“I told her, that I too was feeling that exact way.” He said blushing, keeping his eyes on the path ahead. 

For a minute or so, the only sound was our footsteps on the pavement. Oh, and my extremely loud thoughts, all screaming at me telling me different things all at once, but, thankfully, he couldn’t hear those.

I cleared my throat, trying to clear my head at the same time. It didn’t work. 

“You-ah-you did?” I asked, looking down, letting my hair fall with it, afraid to look at him.

“Mmhmm” Wyatt nodded, shoving his hands into his pockets, nervously, worried that he shouldn’t have mentioned anything.

I smiled, my mouth hidden behind my hair. 

“Uh, why were you…. Why were you nervous?” I asked, finally looking up at him.

He grinned and shook his head, shrugging.

“I don’t know….. Why were you nervous, Y/N?” He said, teasing clear in his voice as he bumped my arm with his elbow. 

I simply scoffed and playfully glared at him, rolling my eyes.

“Oh, shut up, Wyatt.” I laughed trying to hide my embarrassment.

We walked in silence for a couple of minutes, looking around at our surroundings of trees, houses and cars going past. It wasn’t awkward, it was simply natural, as we walked in a content silence. Wyatt took his hand out of his pocket to rub the back of his neck. He let his hand drop to his side awkwardly. I noticed his awkwardness and turned to look at him with raised eyebrows. Wyatt looked at me and opened his mouth before turning away, not saying anything. Before I can say anything, he turns back around to speak.

“Okay, but seriously, Y/N/N, why were you nervous?? Do I make you nervous?” He said with a soft, teasing smile. 

I blushed and shyly slid my fingers between his so that we were holding hands.

“Well, Wyatt… It’s because I really really like you, and I’m always nervous and I get butterflies whenever I’m with you and I’m worried that I’m gonna muck up what we have. And I don’t want it to end, because you make me feel so happy and I love spending time with you…” I spoke quietly, ironically nervous to say so.

 I tucked my hair behind my ear and looked at him to see that he was blushing, with the widest smile on his face. It may be cheesy, but, one look at his genuine smile, and all of my worries dropped away.

Neither of us could stop smiling as we walked, hand in hand, down the street. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Wyatt keep stealing glances at me. I laughed lightly and looked at him teasingly.

“Take a picture, Wy, it’ll last longer you know.” I teased, winking at him, all the while grinning. 

He coughed awkwardly, turning away, muttering a small “sorry”. 

He paused to think, before letting go of my hand and grabbing his camera from his bag. My eyes widened and I shook my head.

“No! Wyatt, I was joking! Don’t you dare take a picture of me” I said groaning, half joking, half serious. 

I loved taking photos, and I loved the photos Wyatt took, but I hated to be in front of the camera. He looked at me with a pout and a pleading look, his chocolate brown eyes melting my stupid heart. I groaned and glared at him slightly.

“Fine, you asshole. Just hurry up and take the damn picture” I said smirking. 

He grinned and held the camera up to his eye. I blushed but smiled anyway, awkwardly standing on the path. 

The flash went off and I breathed a sigh of relief, as Wyatt checked the photo. He muttered something that I didn’t quite catch and I bit my lip, unsure of whether to bring it up. He put his camera back in his bag and we resumed walking. 

“Uh, wy? I didn’t quite catch what you just said…” 

Wyatt turned red.

“Oh. I-uh, just said that you, uh, you look really gorgeous…” 

My eyes widened and I looked down at my feet, kicking a stone across the street. 

“Oh, um, thanks…” I turned and softly kissed him on the cheek. 

Now we were both as red as tomatoes. I couldn’t believe I had just done that, and neither could he. Not that he was complaining. 

We were approaching the small ice cream shop that was on the corner. It was somewhere we often went, before and after we had started dating. We had been going out for a little under two months, but had been friends for a lot longer, and yet we were both incredibly shy about the whole 'dating’ thing. We both saw the small shop and grinned at each other, previous awkwardness forgotten.

“Ice cream?” He asked with a smirk, grabbing hold of my hand again so that they were entwined.

“Ice cream.” I replied simply.

“On your marks?” He asked, setting a challenge.

I stuck my head up high, took off my hat so it didn’t blow off and smirked.

“GetsetGO!” I said quickly, sliding my hand out of his, and preceded to sprint off in the direction of the shop.

His mouth dropped open and he began to sprint to catch up.

“You little shit!” He called out to me. 

I laughed, happily, throwing my head back. He was quickly gaining on me, and I could hear his footsteps getting louder behind me. So, I pushed myself harder. 

I skidded to a stop at the doorway of the finish line, breathing heavily. Wyatt was so close behind me, he didn’t have time to stop before crashing into me. We landed in a heap, giggling together.

Wyatt stood up and offered a hand to me. I gratefully accepted and he pulled me up so I was a little under eye level with me.

“How does it feel, Oleff? To be beat by me?” I teased.

He shook his head, grinning.

“Nope. You cheated, you got a head start, Y/L/N. Therefore, I win by default.”

“I did not cheat! I won fair and square! You’re just upset that you aren’t as good as me.” I scoffed, winking at him. 

I turned to walk into the shop, but Wyatt grabbed my arm softly and pulled me back. We were mere centermeters away from each other 

“Okay, fine. You won. Don’t you want your prize then?” He whispered

“My prize? What pr-”

He cut me off by closing the small gap between us and pressing his lips to mine. I smiled into the kiss, closing my eyes. I kissed back slowly, before hesitantly pulling away. Holy shit. My first kiss. Wyatt Oleff just kissed me. I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face, and he had a matching one on his. I stood there shocked for a minute, before my senses kicked back in.

“Uh, you still up for ice cream?” I asked in a pitch higher than normal.

“Oh, yeah, definitely.” He grinned, and we walked inside.

“One orange chocolate chip ice cream and one goody goody gum drop ice cream. That’s $6 thanks.” The bored cashier said with a strained smile.

I reached into my bag for my wallet before Wyatt rolled his eyes at me.

“They’re on me, Y/N/N” 

He payed and grabbed the ice creams for us, and gave me mine. Not before licking some of my ice cream though. I chuckled and gave him a light shove as we left the shop and into the sunny spring day. 

“You didn’t have to pay for me, Wyatt”

“I know…”

“That was a thank you, by the way…”

Yeah, I know" 

I grinned and slid my free hand into his own free hand. 

We walked along the street and down to the harbour, ever so slightly swinging our locked hands between us. 

We sat down on a bench with a view of the calm ocean, the sound of waves washing up on the beach a comforting noise, the squawking of the seagulls; not so much.   

We sat and licked our ice creams, the sea breeze occasionally blowing my hair into my ice cream. I grumbled, annoyed, and pulled my hair out, slightly smearing some of the ice cream on my cheek. Wyatt laughed, shaking his head at me. I glared, playfully, poking my tongue out at him. I wiped my cheek with the back of my hand to get rid of the cream. Wyatt smiled softly, biting his lip.

“What?!” I asked him, confused at his actions.

He chuckled and lifted up his hand, tentatively.

“May I? You’ve still got a little bit of ice cream riiiight…” He said slowly, before quickly dipping his finger in his own ice cream and smearing it all over my cheek, “there.” He grinned, proud of himself.

My mouth fell open, but I started laughing along with him.

I moved so that I was fully facing him, a smirk on my face, and a plan formulating in my mind. 

“Oh? Is that so, Wy? Funny you say that, because you happen to have ice cream riiiight…” I grabbed his hand that contained his ice cream and quickly guided it so that it gently smeared across his cheek, “there”.

He burst out laughing as I raised my eyebrows, pleased with myself. He wiped the ice cream off with his index finger, and licked his finger clean, winking at me.  

We constantly joked around and made innuendos because our senses of humour were relatively the same, and one reason our relationship worked so well was because we could make each other laugh all the time. I’d constantly be in stitches over some lame joke that Wyatt had told me, or he’d be gasping for air over some stupid pun I had made. 

I did the same with the ice cream on my cheek and blew him a kiss. Wyatt grinned and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, staring out at the horizon. Melting into his arms, I lent my head on his shoulder, enjoying the peaceful view of the ocean. In that moment, I couldn’t have been happier, and little did I know that Wyatt was feeling the exact same way.

-

It could had been minutes, or it could’ve been hours that we sat there, together on that bench. We would occasionally break the silence to tell the other a joke, or comment about something we could see, such as a boat out on the horizon, or a cloud that was shaped like a tree, but other than that we simply sat together enjoying each other’s company. 

With my head still on his shoulder, I smiled brightly.

“Thanks, Wy. I couldn’t have asked for a better day.” I said softly.

We both had our eyes on the two seagulls gliding through the air together as he replied.

“Well, I recon we can beat this day, and have an even better day another time… But only if you’d like too?” He said shyly.

“Are you asking me out on another date, Wyatt Oleff?” I grinned.

“Indeed I am, Y/F/N.” 

“Well, i guess I have to say yes, I need to see if it’s possible for a day to be better than this.” I teased, looking out over the ocean where the same two seagulls were dipping and diving at the water with each other.

A/N: I’m so sorry this took so long! I’ve been having writers block, and school has definitely not helped lol. Xxx This was kinda not really “exploring town” so, if you’d like for me to write that, let me know! And I’ll add it to Tommys to be written! HOLY SHIT! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 200+ FOLLOWERS!?!? This is crazy xxxxxxxxxxxxx

@nctzenaf here's the one I was in the process of writing.. Don't worry I'll still write another!

[fabuloussisterofsin]

Hana Chapter Four is up!  Hana: Confusing In A Good Way

Summary: 

It's finally happening, the sparks are flying at the beach on a day off with friends. Missy and Shinsuke finally come to terms with how they feel but they aren't quite ready yet, but they know they feel some growing Chemistry.

Please like, comment, reblog and leave Kudos! Thank you so much!

Shinsuke called Missy early in the morning, seeing she hadn't responded to the message in the group chat about an outing to the beach. He wanted to make sure she'd go too.

Missy rolled over and grabbed her phone. “Hello Missy Baxter speaking.” She Said sleepily.

"Hello Sleepy head!" He said cheerily.

Missy laughed. “You make absolutely no sense.” She jokes. “So what’s up buttercup?” She rolled over and looked at the clock.

"You no see group chat? Beach adventure today!"

“I was sleeping.” She laughed. “Oh Shit! That’s today! Fuck! I forgot to buy a swim suit!

"I need one too. We stop at beach shop I know." He volunteered.

“Okay sounds like a plan. Meet you in the lobby? “ she said getting up and putting on clothes.

"Sure thing!"

It didn’t take long for missy to get dressed and head for the lobby. She was dressed in Bermuda shorts with a colorful tank top. Flip flops and aviator sunglasses. Her hair was in a ponytail. “Hey shin! “ she waved to him.

Shin had on Ray bands and a white Ultra Man tshirt with khaki cargo shorts and flip flops. "Missy-chan!" He called out.

Missy ran to Shinsuke. “I’m so excited! Should we take my car! It’s a Camaro!”

He waggled his eyebrows. "Very nice! Let's go!"

Missy walked him out to the care. I was a bright Red and black with a convertible roof. "So since you know the shop why don't you drive?" She said tossing him the keys.

"It my favorite color!" He said with a broad grin. He slid inside the front seat and put the top down. "We need music." He said, plugging in his phone. Michael Jackson's 'Bad' started playing and he made a face at her, dancing around behind the wheel.

Missy snapped a picture and posted it to insta. The comments poured. 'Would you two date already?" was one of them. She then decoded to film him and sing along and dance too. "Smile Shin! Team Kisshsa is rolling out!"

He started the car and backed out of the parking lot. He pulled onto the highway and sang, dancing.

Missy threw her hands in the air and yelled. “Waaaahooooo!” She was excited. “I can’t wait to see where are we going?” She asked.

"Maverick surf shop." He said proudly.

“Sounds fancy!” She yelled over the wind and music. “When will we get there?” She asked.

"Almost there." He said, turning the music down. Soon they were at the shop.

Missy looked at the shop. “This is awesome!” She said getting out of the car. She waited for him to get out of the car.

He stepped out and held the door of the shop open for her.

“My king.” She giggled and bowed. Missy saw the men’s suits and ran over grabbed a hot pink pair of board shorts. “These, You should wear these!” She laughed.

"Nah too pink!" He said, flipping through outfits.

Missy guffawed. “I lied this is perfection.” Missy held up a metallic gold banana Hammock. “Perfect!” She laughed.

He took it from her and lay it over his crotch, pointing I in her direction. "Gold my color!"

Missy blushed profusely. She had noticed his body before, and she’s had thoughts about him. She turned bright red. “Yeah it certainly is!” She laughed.

"That's it, I buy this one." He turned towards the register. "Or should I try it on first?"

Missy bit her lip. “Try it on?” She suggested nonchalantly.

He walked into the fitting room, shutting the curtain behind him. He lay his t-shirt, shorts, and blue boxers over the curtain rod.

“Shit Shin I was kidding!” She laughed. Oh god she was not ready for this. She was probably gonna melt Into a puddle.

He flung the curtain back, hands on his hips with the gold stretched low across his body, showing off the little bit of V he had.

Missy clammed up. “Well then it’s certainly a look.” She laighed. Her eyes roamed his body and lustful thoughts entered her mind. That’s piece of fabric was so little she thought she saw some pubic hair. She looked at his V she desperately wanted to kiss and lick it.

"Gold my color? This like what Finn wear. I wear to beach?" He saw her face; it was the exact reaction he was looking for. Now he was just messing with her.

“Uhhhhh....yeah it certainly is.” She crosses her legs. “I mean if you want.” She laughed and fiddled with her hair.

"Send picture to group chat, show Finn!" He said proudly. "Look I make wrestler pose." He crossed his arms over his chest and gave her a sultry look.

Missy took out her phone and took pictures and sent t to the chat. “There sent!” She said pretending to not be having an internal battle against instinct and heart.

He wandered around the men's section in the speedo, the fabric showing off the roundness of his ass.

“Jesus fucking Christ that ass.” She mumbled. She found a pair of board shorts with a sunset and palm trees on them. “HERE!” She Said. “These would suit you better!” She then went to the women’s section and looked at conservative one pieces for herself.

He followed her and picked up a suit. It was a high waisted white two-piece with red cherries on it. "That one cute!"

“I dunno I’m too big for it.” She said sheepishly. He was still wearing that. “For god’s sake change your clothes!” She laughed.

"What I'm comfortable! And you would look great!" He held the suit up to her body and eyeballed it.

“Shin pleeeease! If I try this on will you change?” She asked slightly embarrassed.

"Yes!" He agreed. "We go change, then wear our suits to the beach." He smiled. "Or I keep this one?" He wiggled his hips and moonwalked.

“You’re a dork!” She laughed as she went and changed. She put the suit on and stood looking at herself. She poked her head out. “Shin I dunno!”

He was already in the board shorts, sitting back in one of the beach chairs waiting for her. "Let me see!"

Missy slowly came out of the changing room. She stood up. The suit accentuating her curves, she looked like a plus size 1950’s bombshell.

Shin looked from her toes up, his gaze lingering on her thighs, her hips, then her breasts. Her curves were beautiful and the white suit brought out the blue in her eyes. "Hana you look beautiful."

“Oh you think so!” She said excitedly as she twirled around. She took her hair out as she did so two could play this game. She posed liked a model. “I don’t know I’m kinda chubby.” Her hair tie fell on the floor and she bent over to pick it up.

Shin bit his lip, watching the curve of her ass as she bent down. He visibly squirmed in his chair.

Missy stood up and flipped her hair back. She stretched and her chest was on display along with her thighs. 'I like this suit." She said.

Shin could barely breathe. He was thinking about he straddling his waist, throwing her hair back as she rode him. He was so caught up in list he barely heard her.

“Hey space boy." She waved her hand at him. "Thanks for picking this out." She took his hand. "Lets go! Did you pay? I need to pay."

He snagged the tag off her swimsuit. "I pick out, I pay." He looked down at the board shorts. "You sure gold not better?" He asked, laughing. He gathered up his clothes he has worn in, slipping on his shirt.

“Board shorts are more you." She said squeezing his hand. "Thank you Shin, this has ben really nice so far." She gathered her clothes and walked away her hips swinging.

He bit his lip and followed, paying for the suits before he headed to the car.

Missy got in and she pulled out her phone. “You know where this secluded beach is?” She asked him tossing her hair.

He nodded, putting his ray bans back on so she wouldn't catch him staring. "Yeah I do. What Finn say about my picture?

"

“Oh!” She pulled up the phone. “He said you dared him didn’t you, never dare Nakamura he just doesn’t care lol.” Missy laughed.

Shin nodded. "Life too short to not do things." He said. "Even if I not in best shape...when I ever going to run around in gold speedo?"

Missy blushed. “I dunno I thought you looked pretty good in that speedo. Certainly fit your sparkling personality.” She said trying to cover her tracks. She had always thought Shinsuke was attractive but she thought of him as a friend first and now, that feeling of wanting more was bubbling to the surface at an alarming rate.

He smiled at her. 

"Yeah?" He pulled out onto the highway. Soon they pulled into the parking lot of the beach, Prince playing.

“Yeah, You’ve always had such a great personality.” She said to him. Hiding her inner conflict. “Wow this place is beautiful!” She stated getting out of the car.

He nodded. "I surf here sometimes, nice place."

 “Come on.” She reaches for his hand. “Let’s go have Some fun!” She spoke excitedly.

Shinsuke let her lead him to the beach. He greeted everyone. "Hey!" "No Speedo Shin?" Becky called out. "It was pretty sexy!" She grinned, eyeing Missy.

Missy let go of Shin’s hand. “I think it matched his sparkling personality!” Missy said bumping into Shinsuke. “You know he’s so sweet.” She smiled.

"You're looking pretty fine there, Missy." Kevin said, winking at her. "I pick out outfit, isn't she cute? Like pin up girl!" Little more than cute, he thought.

Missy punched him in the shoulder playfully but a little too hard. “Thanks for picking it out. I haven’t felt this good in a while.” Missy blushed. “Oh Kevin you hound dog.” Becky smiled. “Hey missy come help me with something.”

Becky led Missy to the car to help her carry the cooler of drinks. "Girl, your eyeballs are basically hanging out of your skull."

Missy blushed. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” She said taking an end. “Shinsuke and I are friends.”

"Yeah, and you're pretty much all over him, aren't you? I saw that picture and I died, I know you were dying. He is fine! Get him girl!"

“I dunno Becky.” She replied meekly to her friend. “I don’t know if he likes me back.

"Shinsuke seriously, if you don't ask her out I will!" Sami said. "She's a fox!" Kevin added.

Missy looked to Becky. “I honestly don’t know if he likes me back. It was easy with Hideo and Finn and Shinsuke is just. I don’t know. Shinsuke can do better than me.”

"Honey, have you not seen the way he looks at you? He's been eyeballing you for a while now!" Becky said incredulously. 

“Has he? When did you notice? Was it just today?” She said blushing she looked over at Shinsuke.

"Honey, he's been making moony eyes at you forever. Look at him!" Shin has his shades on but as she watched he turned his face to the pair.

Sami looked at shin. “Come on dude. Seriously she’s got it bad for you!” Sami spoke.

Missy sighed. “Yeah forever. Has he ever said anything about me when we’re my hanging out?”

"Shin's pretty quiet when it comes to personal things but there's no denying how he looks at you." She said.

Shin stole another glance at Missy. "Think so?" He asked. "Shinsuke, she wants to smash." Kevin laughed.

Missy looked at Shinsuke. She bit her lip. “God I don’t know if I can do it again, but I really feel for him. Like I can’t stop thinking about him.”

 Sami laughed. “Shinsuke bro, she keeps looking at you, you two always hang out, and just notice how much she touches you. She’s into you.”

"Enough talking! Go get him!" Becky said as she sat the cooler down. "Go talk to him!" Shin watched her from behind his shades. When they sat the cooler down he stood and walked over. He looked at Missy before he went in the cooler to get a beer.

Missy blushed. “So you surf here often?” She asked him. She opened the cooler and grabbed a hard mikes. “Well not often as in like Fuck okay I can’t English apparently.” She laughed.

He grinned. "It okay, sometimes I can't English too." He smiled. "I surf here when I'm here. Twice a week."

Missy nodded. “I’ve always been interested in surfing.” She touched his arm. “You’ll have to teach me sometimes!” She smiled at him. “Oh by the way I saw one of your old wrestling outfits absolutely wonderful.” She laughed.

"Which one?" He asked with a smile. "Yeah, I teach you sometime."

 “That little red number when you were probably like,18.” She laughed. “Of course I’ve had some questionable outfits.” She smiled. She looks to Becky. “How am I doing?” She mouthed.

Becky smiled shook her head no. Shin smiled at her. "I in better shape then." He teased as he took a drink.

Missy looked at Shinsuke. “I dunno I think you’re in great shape now. I honestly don’t see the difference.” She told him. “Only thing that changed is your hair, it looks nicer longer. “ she said moving some of it out of his face. “It suits you.” Her hand came to rest on his chest.

He gave her a smile and covered her hand with his own.

Missy peaked at Becky as if to say better? Missy blushed and sipped her drink. He traced his chest. The boys were hitting each other. She traced a shape on his chest. “You’ve Always been impressive. Don’t sell yourself short.”

He grinned at her. "You too Missy-chan." He looked around. "Why everyone on land? Let's go swim!"

 “Race you!” Missy said as she tagged Shinsuke and ran for the water. “You won’t catch me!”

Shin dashed after her, Becky, Finn, and Sami following behind. Kevin stayed on the beach drinking.

Missy dove into the water and stay submerged for a while and came up flipping her hair back like a mermaid.

Shin glided under the water and surfaced, his wet hair in his face.

Missy looked at him. He looked beautiful. “Well then looks like I beat you!” She joked to him smiling.

He nodded. "Yeah, ya did!" A splash of water caught him across the back of the head. 

"Hey you two! There are other people here ya know!" Becky jeered.

“Oh gee I didn’t notice.” She splashed Becky and got shin in the process.

He shook the water from his face and together he and Becky splashed Missy. Finn swam to Missy's side and started helping her.

Missy was giggling and smiling as she and Finn splashed them. Missy moved closer and closer until she tripped over and rock and fell onto Shinsuke knocking them both down.

Shin pushed her up out of the water first, coughing and sputtering as he came up.

“Shit Shin I’m sorry.” She said moving hair from his dad and touching him all over. 

“Are you okay?” She wipes water from his face.

He chuckled. "I'm okay! Just water!"

“Oh okay.” She turned bright red and realized how she was touching him. “Becky a word.” She said grabbing her friend.

"What?" Becky said, an amused edge to her voice.

“Heeeeelp.” She said Becky. “He thinks I’m an idiot. And what is so funny?” She asked.

"You are the least smooth character I have ever met!" She chuckled. "And I swear if he can't see you'd into him, he's dense!"

“How can I be smooth?” She asked. “I dunno this was so easy before being with him and now I just wanna kiss him!” She said nervously.

"Well then kiss him! Find a way to get alone with him and go for it! You'll know if he wants it. His body will tell you."

“I feel like a teenager. I’ve kissed men before but he’s different I feel like I’ve forgotten everything. How will I know? What should his body do?” She asked a nervous wreck.

"You know! You make eye contact and if he holds it, move in reeeeal slow. You know how this works! Its just Shinsuke!"

Missy laughed. “Yeah.” She looked to Shinsuke. Missy started a game of splashing. After she started to get everyone she got to Shinsuke. She splashed him hard. “Gotcha!” She giggled. “Bet you can’t get me!” She winked at him and dove under the water.

He followed behind her, surfacing by a rock.

Missy laughed and ran from him along the rock. “Come ooooon!” She did his little pose to tease him.

He followed her, reaching out to tag her.

Missy moved to the side of the rock away from him. “Hey where’d you go?”

He peeped around the rock. "Hey!"

Missy smiled. “There you are!” She giggled.

He swam be him her, putting her between him and the rock. He smiled at her. "Why you hide from me?"

Missy turned around and looked at him. “ Cause we’re playing a game.” She told to him.

"Hide and seek?" he asked. 

“I guess.” She said moving a piece of seaweed off him. She touched his chest. “I think we’re playing a different game though. One that’s a little more dangerous. “ She spoke deliberately,  drawing shapes on his chest. She looked up at him. Her blue eyes gazing up into his beautiful brown ones. 

He looked down at her hand on his chest and back up to her face.

There was a spark there. She could feel the tension and the heat building. She leaned up and brought her face closer. “A game that we’re playing with our hearts.” She said her lips inches from his.

He moved closer, his lips brushing hers chastely.

 “You want it.” She breathed after his brushed hers. She kissed him sweetly.

"I want to try." He said, pushing her gently against the rock. He gave her another kiss.

 “I want to try too.” She kissed him again. 

He intensified the kiss, his hand on her hip.

Missy kissed him back giving the kiss more umph. She wrapped a leg around his waist.

He slid an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close as the waves ripples around their chests.

Missy moaned into the kiss lightly. The tension getting unbearable.

"Hey what are you two-" they broke the kiss suddenly to look at Finn, who was sporting a wide grin. "Oh ho!"

Missy blushed. She looked at Shinsuke half hoping to go back to kissing.

Shin winked at Finn. "Exploring!" Finn grinned broadly. "I'm so telling everyone."

Missy moved away from Shinsuke and kinda just wanted to hide. She started to move from the two men.

He reached for her hand and grasped it. "Finn!" Shin said, making a zipping motion across his lips. "Go play with others." Finn was still grinning ear to ear. "Alright, alright. Secret safe for now."

Missy looked up at Shinsuke. “Well that was fun, guess we will never do that again.” She laughed nervously.

He moved so his back was against the rock this time and he pulled her close, giving her another sweet kiss.

Missy kissed him back, sweetly. She stopped. “Shin, what does this mean?” She asked timidly. She put her hands on his chest.

"I don't know." He admitted. "But I like it."

“I like it too.” She started to kiss him sweetly.

He pulled back. "This is confusing." He replied with a small smile.

“In a good way?” She asked him. “I hope in a good way.”

He nodded. "In a good way."

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How to SLAY a short month

Good morning beauties, I'm in a pretty good mood, it's Friday, 65 degrees predicted today AND ITS FEBRUARY IN NY!!! We should be worried, but I'm too busy being happy I didn't have to layer up and cover my outfit today 💁🏽hello somebody!! So as you ladies know, February was missing a Friday 🙄. Which means bills came QUICK! I thought I'd take my day out and give you guys some insight on how I made my low budget fabulous lifestyle this month while we are approaching the last week, cringing because rents almost due 😬. Let's start with my looks during this month. So Y'all, I have found some hidden gems in my closet! I rotated between home made corsets, nudes, black, leather, satin & silk, then more black... I had to make an emergency visit back home to Tennessee and it allowed me to think about outfits that I don't wear to work, items that haven't been highly pictured, and cute but comfy, but say I still got it going on. So I packed; -Nude mesh bodysuit from Boohoo. -Oversized black jumpsuit from Zara. -Both my black leather corset (I made) and nude zip up corset (new gem found in my closet) -Black pants, both leather and high waist -Distressed Jcole Forest Hill Tour tshirt -Beige thrifted blouse. -Wrap cardigan (easily wrapped up into a crop top). -Black booties, running shoes, black thigh boots from Asos. Everything I brought was extremely easy to mix and match! Paired the mesh bodysuit with my jumpsuit from Zara. I wore my distressed t-shirt with high waist pants and the nude corset. The beige blouse was a button up worn unbutton, mostly to see the lace I wore underneath, and slightly off the shoulders, with my black leather corset, with black pants. I wore my black booties with almost everything, until I stopped in the mall to purchase some new short black suede boots!!! In which I LOVE! And guess what ladies....THEY WERE $9 in Forever 21!! Super comfy, last pair IN MY SIZE! So these are similar to some of the looks I have been wearing in New York and have been rotated in a way where no one can tell it's the same black pants, and corsets that just switch the look up every time. Ladies I have to say, the corset look is probably MY FAV! All month and maybe even all season. In addition to the items I brought home that created outfits that I have never worn, I also found a silk silver blouse that I'm obsessed with. It was an impulse buy I bought months ago, outside a 99cent discount store in Harlem! I never came up with an outfit to pair it with when I brought it home like normal, so I forgot about it! So glad I found her, because she felt good on, and made me feel sexy! I wore that with my black high waist pants, unbuttoned, off the shoulder, silver lace crop underneath! That outfit set the tone for my outfit choices all month!! I will later do a look book of how these outfits look on! Ok beauties, so with these outfit mix ups, this month I have been able to remain fabulous and under budget!! Remember, it doesn't necessarily take a lot of money to look good! We're talking Beauty Beyond your Wallet!