*mouth agape*

  • Keith: *shrugs* Yeah, you might call us rivals, but I would kiss you if you asked.
  • Lance, blushing: What?
  • Keith, also blushing: What?
  • Pidge, eating popcorn in the background: *cups hands around their mouth* He said he would kiss you if you asked!
Leather Jacket

Note: I had this in my drafts for a while, then Sebastian decides to grace us with his leather jacket?? fucc me. I don’t even write about the leather jacket - it’s a slight mention, lawl. oh and since I’m sick, I don’t feel up to finishing requests. hopefully this ties you guys over! not really sure what it is, just go along with it. gif credit to owner! feedback is always welcome, I love reading your comments!! .c

Warnings: SMUT, 18+, I’M 20 AND WILL NOT BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE FOR WHAT YOU UNDERAGE KIDS DECIDE TO READ. YOU’VE BEEN WARNED. 


The heavy sound of boots with chains hanging from the shoelace loops caught your attention behind you. Your ears perked as you listened closely. Great. He’s here. You rolled your eyes and clenched your jaw as the sound got closer.

Bucky Barnes was a regular in the local library, just like you were. He was cocky, he rode a black motorcycle, he was way too flirty, and he got on your nerves. He didn’t waste a single second to piss you off and make you equally as flustered at the same time. You hated him. Also, you liked him. You’d never admit that there was any sexual tension between you two. The last thing that man needs is a bigger head. No, not that one. But if you could feel that tension, you knew he could.

“Pornographic books again, Doll?” His breath fanned across your cheek as he leaned down, his arms either side of you, his large hands resting on the table. You scoffed and ignored the shiver that ran down your spine when he not-so-subtly sniffed your hair. 

“A friend recommended this one, Barnes. Now get away, you smell like burnt rubber.” You nudged your elbow against his chest and he chuckled, moving to sit across from you at the table.

Taking off his leather jacket and setting it on the table, he slumped back in his seat, trailing his hand through his hair as he grinned at you.

“Is that so? They wanna get you all hot and bothered with a book? I can do that with my words.” He challenged, his blue eyes boring right into yours. You inhaled deeply - not missing the way his eyes fell to your cleavage in your low-cut top as it rose with your air intake - and ignored him.

Your eyes fell back onto your book that rest on the table. It was silent for a few moments and you actually got lost in the fantasy, subconsciously biting your bottom lip. Your thighs squeezed together and you let your tongue slowly lick your bottom lip before turning the page.

This caught Bucky’s attention. He watched as your eyes skimmed across the pages, the way you slightly squirmed in your seat. Bucky leaned forward and rest his elbows on the table as he smirked at you.

“You’re wet.” Bucky stated lowly, his eyes focused on your lips. Your head shot up and your mouth was agape. Bucky bit his lip this time, seeing as you made the perfect ‘o’ shape. His mind raced with thoughts of what your mouth would feel like against his, and full of his-

“What are you even doing here? Go bother someone else!” You slammed your book closed and sighed heavily, bringing him out of his thoughts. A loud shush came from the little old lady that came around a bookshelf. You gave her an apologetic smile before she rolled her eyes and left the space.

Bucky chuckled and leaned back in his chair again, linking his fingers behind his head. His biceps looked as if they were ready to rip through the material of his shirt. And fuck, if that didn’t do things to you. “Come on, you know I love teasing you, Doll.” He licked his lips and you cursed yourself for feeling your panties get even more wet at the sight of his tongue.

You felt blood rush to your face and you creased your eyebrows. Okay, it’s time he gets a taste of his own medicine. You crossed your arms to purposefully push your breasts together. Bucky’s biceps flexed as his eyes took in the sight of your cleavage once again. That got a reaction you were hoping for.

“Instead of teasing me all the time, why don’t you do something about it?” You countered innocently, tilting your head slightly. You lifted your foot underneath the table and trailed it up along the inside of Bucky’s leg. He let out a harsh breath, letting his eyes travel up to your face. His throat bobbed as he swallowed thickly.

You bit your lip again and raised your eyebrows, looking at him with such innocence, he felt his jeans tighten completely. He sat there completely still and utterly shocked. You let your foot drop back down. Got him

Seeing as he wasn’t going to respond anymore, you picked your book up again, only now you held it up in front of your face and continued to read. If you weren’t in the library right now, you would laugh so hard you’d be crying. The reaction on Bucky’s face was award winning.

After finishing another paragraph, it was finally quiet again. So quiet, that you couldn’t hear Bucky’s heavy breathing anymore. You were able to finish a whole page without any interruptions from him. You were lucky to get through that much before. 

You slowly brought your book down from your face and looked at the empty seat in front of you. Bucky wasn’t there, but his leather jacket was still on the table where he left it.

You turned your head, looking all around you and didn’t spot Bucky anywhere, or rather anyone. Your eyebrows creased with confusion as you looked at his empty seat again. He was just here and you didn’t even hear him leave or see him get up. Where did he even go?

Suddenly, you felt something stubbly - much like a face - sliding in between your legs, slowly moving closer to your soaking panties. A gasp fell from your lips as you felt two hands rest on the outsides of your thighs, gently pulling them apart.

Your chest rose and fell quickly as his fingers dug into your flesh. You knew it was Bucky just by the feel of him smirking and his long hair tickling your skin. His warm breath fanned out across your clothed pussy, and you immediately regretted wearing a skirt today. Actually, you regretted waking up and coming to the library today.

Bucky’s tongue licked a stripe up your panties and you felt his warm breath huff out against you. There’s no fucking way he’s doing this right now. His hands made their way towards the hem of your panties and he slid them down to your ankles, trailing his lips down your inner thigh. He sat still and you knew he was resting a moment to take in the sight of you, spread out and wet.

Your eyes shut as you felt him slide his face between your thighs again. You swallowed harshly and felt his tongue lick another stripe up your pussy, circling around your clit. A moan almost made its way out of your mouth but you bit down on your lip.

Bucky’s mouth closed around your clit and he started to suck, using his tongue to lightly nudge against it. Your hand shot down to grip onto his hair, your fingers tangling into his long locks. This seemed to get him going; he groaned against you, but stopped once he remembered he had to stay quiet.

Your thighs shook around Bucky’s head and you inhaled deeply when you felt his finger circling around your entrance. He gently slid his finger inside of you, curling perfectly to hit your g-spot. A soft whimper fell from your lips and he smirked against you. He shook his head back and forth and pulled you closer with his left hand.

You slapped your other hand over your mouth as felt yourself getting closer to your orgasm. Bucky inserted a second finger, speedily sliding his fingers in and out of your tight, wet pussy. You tugged on his hair harshly as your eyes momentarily rolled into the back of your head and he pulled his mouth away, planting a kiss to your thigh before attaching his mouth to you again.

His tongue was long and felt so amazing, you were nearly in tears from holding in your moans. Bucky’s fingers nudged your g-spot one last time before you became a quivering mess in your chair. He kept going, pleasuring you through your orgasm as you came on his face.

Your eyes were hooded and your mouth was slightly open but nothing came out as you finished, your hips jerking a little as Bucky licked you clean. You slumped in your chair, breathing heavily, and felt him pull your panties back up. His lips planted a kiss to your clothed, sensitive clit before you felt him move away from you.

Bucky appeared out from under the table with a proud smirk, disheveled hair, and red cheeks. Then he smiled - an actual genuine smile - as he took in your wrecked appearance. He made a show of wiping his chin and sucking his finger and you sat up, feeling your thighs shake a little.

You cleared your throat, avoiding his playful stare. “What-what was that?” You whispered, bravely looking up at Bucky now. He licked his lips and chuckled deeply, running his hand through his hair again.

“I did something about it.”

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BTS Reaction To: “Cumming” Inside Of You.

-Request: BTS reaction to them cumming inside of you for the first time?-

Thanks for requesting!


JIN.

Jin kissed you slowly, pushing himself inside of your tight walls. He wanted to fuck you slowly, knowing that soon you would be begging for him to go faster. He loved hearing you beg - the sinful sentences that would leave your dirty mouth only turned him on even further. 

You clenched yourself around Jin on purpose to edge him on to his release. He let out a groan, not knowing how much longer he could last for. Not being able to hold back, he gripped onto your hips, fucking you roughly right into his mattress. He came, forgetting to pull out of you, feeling too lost in the feeling of you around him. He collapsed next to you, realising that he had released inside of you.

“I’m sorry, baby, you just felt so warm and tight.”

You laughed, “Don’t worry, I’m on the pill anyway.”

Originally posted by closertohyoyeon

SUGA.

Yoongi lowered his body into yours, pushing his length in between your wet folds. He let out a grunt at the feeling, letting himself stay still inside of you for a little while, knowing that if he would have moved himself, he probably would have came already. It wasn’t yours and Yoongi’s first time, however he could never get used to how tight you were for him. He carefully pulled himself out from you, only to slam himself into you once again. You cried out Yoongi’s name, arching your back as each thrust became harder. Your hands gripped onto the white sheets beneath you as Yoongi planted love bites on your collar bones.

“Where do you want me to cum, Kitten?” Yoongi asked.

Without hesitation, you replied with a whiny voice, “Please, Yoongi.. Cum inside of me.”

Yoongi smirked down at you devilishly, slamming his hips into yours with more force. His hips stuttered, and he came inside of you, just liked you had begged him to.

“You’re so pretty underneath me like this, Kitten.”

Originally posted by bangtanbighit

RAP MONSTER.

Your thighs were rested against Namjoon’s hips as he had you pinned to the wall. Namjoon held your gaze, watching your desperate eyes as you waited for his member to fill you up. He teased you at first, letting the tip of his cock lightly touch your entrance. You whined. 

Namjoon filled you with his length, slowly, but made sure his next thrust was more harder and powerful, and soon enough, he had you screaming his name. Namjoon rested his forehead against yours as he fucked you against the wall, loud grunts leaving his mouth. 

It was not long later until you had came around his cock, knowing Namjoon would soon reach his high, too. “C-Cum inside me.” You told him.

Namjoon did not try to protest, bucking his hips into you more harder, driving you into overstimulation. You let out a cry at the feeling.

Namjoon came inside of you, leaving himself there to make sure you had taken all of his cum. His chest rose up and down as he tried regaining his breath.

“Do you like me filling you up with my cum, like the pretty little whore you are?”

Originally posted by arkysal

J HOPE.

Hoseok drank in the sight of you, observing every detail on your skin as he pushed himself inside of you. You let out a soft moan as he filled you inch by inch. Hoseok pressed his lips onto the exposed skin on your neck, leaving you a breathless mess due to how sensitive your neck was. Hoseok held onto your hips tightly as he continued to thrust into you, allowing him to bury himself deeper inside of your cunt. 

Hoseok made sure you had came first before allowing himself to orgasm as he cared about your pleasure only, and he could only get off if you had, too. Once you came, Hoseok titled his head back and let his mouth fall agape.

F-fuck, I’m going to cum.”

Hoseok knew he had to pull out soon, but the feeling of you wrapped tightly around him made it a challenge for him to do so.

“Cum inside me, Hoseok - please.” 

Hoseok didn’t have time to think about what the consequences of his actions would be, snapping his hips into you harder. Once he released himself inside of you, you told him you were on the pill, before he freaked out that he could have potentially got you pregnant. With a sigh of relief, he collapsed by the side of you, holding you in his embrace. 

“Can we do that more often, Princess?”

Originally posted by kthish

V.

Taehyung had missed the way you felt around him, and he had almost forgotten how tight you always were for him, due to him being on tour for a couple of months. Once he slipped himself between your soaking wet folds, he felt at ease once again, and all the stress that had come with tour had been a weight that had been taken off his shoulders. He wanted to take his time with you, worship your body, tell you how much he missed you, but you felt too good around him, and he couldn’t help himself but thrust himself in and out of you as fast as he possibly could, chasing his own orgasm. 

“I’ve missed your pretty, tight cunt.” Taehyung spoke deeply into your ear. “Are you gonna cum for me, Princess? Cum for Daddy.”

You cried out, releasing over Taehyung’s cock. Taehyung couldn’t help it, releasing himself inside of you as he watched your face unfold with pleasure. 

Shit, Princess - you felt so good for Daddy.. I couldn’t help myself but you’re on the pill, right?”

Originally posted by jimin-bts-trashs

JIMIN.

Lining himself up with your entrance, Jimin eased his length into you. It had been a while since Jimin had last fucked you, as you were being bratty, and Jimin loved denying you of sex as a punishment, watching the despiration within your eyes as you would continuously beg him to take care of your needs.

You whined at his slow pace, which only caused Jimin to grin at you. 

“Tell me how much you want me to fuck you into this mattress. Tell me how much you’ve missed my cock.”

You found yourself climaxing earlier than you usually would once Jimin had finally pounded himself into you, leaving you a complete moaning mess - the only words you could say were Jimin’s name.

Without any sort of warning or sign, Jimin had released himself inside of you. Once he registered what he did, his dominant act suddenly went away, and he found himself becoming a flustered mess. 

“Oh my- shit, I-I think I just..”

Originally posted by bangtanbighit

JUNGKOOK.

Wanting to tease you, Jungkook only entered the tip of his cock into you, knowing you would become a whiny mess beneath him. He loved watching you squirm and beg for his cock, finding the sight of it completely arousing. After hearing your begs for him, Jungkook pushed himself inside of you. He gave you no time to adjust to his length, thrusting himself in and out of you as he gripped onto your hips. Your legs were trembling - each thrust and movement of Jungkook’s hips was bringing you closer and closer to your climax. 

“Hm, are you going to cum around Daddy’s cock for me, Princess?”

It wasn’t long before you came, crying out Jungkook’s name. With no hesitation, you begged for Jungkook to fill you up with his cum, causing only a cocky smirk to appear on Jungkook’s face.

Jungkook grunted into you ear, soon releasing himself inside of you. He laid himself beside you, planting a kiss on your forehead. 

“How was that, Kitten?”

Originally posted by gldenrose

No Kissing In Front Of Me *Steve Harrington x Reader*

Originally posted by wlntrfell

Requested by Anon: Steve Harrington x Reader where you’re Dustin’s older sister and Dustin has Steve over to babysit him bc Reader is supposed to be out on a date but she comes home like halfway through with like super ready eyes and tells them she found out he’s cheating on her because he stood her up to go with the other girl or something
Pairings: Dustin Henderson x Sibling! Reader & Billy Hargrove x Reader (Mentioned briefly) & Steve Harrington x Reader
Word Count: 
A/N: I couldn’t be bothered to make up a name for the reader to possibly be on a date with. Billy is someone that comes across as a cheating, maybe not taking the relationship with reader seriously, type. - Rosalie



“Why are you even going out with that jackass?” Dustin asked, watching you through the vanity mirror reflection as you got ready for your date. You muttered a soft ‘language’ to your little brother who just scoffed. “You can date anyone, literally, ANYBODY! But you go out, willingly, with Billy Hargrove?”

You sighed gently as you finished with your make up. You had been going out on a few dates with the new guy, well he wasn’t new anymore, he and his sister had been here for a few months. You didn’t really get why Dustin and his party hated him, he was kind of an asshole but so was everyone else in this town. Dustin always said, ‘There are just things that I know that you don’t, I don’t trust him’. You liked he was looking out for you but you’re the older sibling, it should be the other way round.

“Why do you hate him so much? Enough with the bullshit, what happened to make you hate him?” Dustin shrugged, shoulders slumped and eyes cast to his hands as he toyed with your comforter on your bed. “I’m going on that date, Dustin. Whatever you think of him isn’t true, he’s been nothin’ but nice to me. He doesn’t pressure me for anythin’ and he’s really sweet too. Tell me what happened and I won’t go on that date, if you tell me what happened with Billy I’ll call him off.”

Before Dustin can even open his mouth the doorbell chimes, you raise your eyebrows but Dustin sighs. You both stand up, you’re dressed in a pale pink dress with a denim jacket thrown on. Dustin opens the door, revealing Steve Harrington, his babysitter for the night, plus a new founded best friend. It was cute, how both he and Steve had a brotherly bond. They looked out for one another, it made you smile to see Dustin finally have someone to look up to, admire and Steve was someone that you trusted to lead your brother in a good direction.

You smiled as Steve looked at you. “Wow, Y/N, you look… wow.” He compliments, at loss for words and it brings a slight blush upon your cheeks as you roll your eyes at him.

“Okay, I’ll see you both in a few hours. Don’t miss me too much,” You grin waving bye at both of them and walking out of the door.

*Steve’s P.O.V kinda*

Steve stared at the door as it closed softly, watching you leave to go on a date with Billy Hargrove always rubbed him the wrong way. Knowing that someone as kind, sweet and genuinely good was hanging around with the asshole Billy, made Steve feel sick to his stomach. His blood boiled at the thought of it, it left a funny after taste in Steve’s mouth whenever you talked about your dates with Billy.

“Steve!” Dustin’s voice pulled Steve from his mind and he looked at the shithead and shrugged his shoulders in response. “Jealousy back again?”

Steve rolled his eyes and sat down, Dustin had got into his pea-sized brain that Steve was jealous. Jealous that Billy got to date you and not him, which was ridiculous. Steve Harrington doesn’t get jealous, he doesn’t even know why he’d be jealous. It’s just you. Dustin’s older sister. Who was sweet, kind and beautiful, who had this thing where if she laughs too hard she hiccups?

“I’m not jealous of Billy Hargrove,” Steve states, turning the TV on and looking at the VHS movies that Dustin had picked to watch tonight. “What do I have to be jealous about?”

Dustin rolled his eyes, sitting down also. “Are you pretending to be dumb or are you actually this stupid all of the time?” That receives a stern glare from Harrington, “I know she’s my sister but I am told constantly that she’s beautiful, plus she has to be somewhat good looking because ” Dustin gestures to his smiling face and Steve tries not to chuckle at that. “It’s okay if you like-like her, better you than Billy.”

Steve puts in the movie and that leaves him to think over what Dustin has said. He glances at Dustin who is consumed by the movie, mouth slightly agape as he fully zoned in on the SyFy movie. Steve had grown accustomed to life with the kids, looking after the little shits was now just second nature to him. You were sort of a package deal, you didn’t know about any of the events with the upside down world but you managed to still be part of their lives. You were sort of an innocence that everyone loved, you knew something has happened but you preferred to not know.

It’s for the better that way. Steve liked that you weren’t carrying any of the weight, that you managed to still be a supportive person but in a way that was different for everyone. It was hard to keep that life away from you, it’s partly why he hates you are dating Billy. If you knew what had happened, you wouldn’t be dating him but he had made a promise. To the boys, to Eleven, to Hopper and Joyce to not tell.

“So, you wouldn’t mind if I dated Y/N?” Steve asked, eyes trained on the TV. “I know she’s dating Billy but if that didn’t work out-”

“Steve, you have my permission to date my sister. No kissing in front of me, that’s all I ask.” Steve smiles slightly and both go back to watching the movie, halfway in when the front door crashes open. “Son-of-a-bitch!” Dustin yells, turning his head to see his sister standing in the doorway, he holds his hand over his heart.

It takes both boys a few seconds to realise you’re crying. Eyes red, small sobs escaping your lips and you throw your purse to the floor and pull off your shoes, running past them towards your room ignoring their yells of your name. Steve looks at Dustin who is just as shocked as he is by your outburst.

“You don’t think Billy…” Dustin trails off, instantly Steve is to his feet and Dustin follows him down the short hall to your door where Steve knocks on the door. “Y/N, we’re coming in!” Dustin yells, knowing you never lock your door anyway.

Steve opens the door silently and both peak in. Your laying on your bed, hair a mess of curls and crying into a pillow. Dustin walks passed Steve, sitting down beside your head and petting your hair softly, trying to comfort you silently. Steve awkwardly sits down, placing a hand on the small of your back and rubbing comforting circles. They wait till your sobs had quieted down, listening to cry was one of the worst things Steve has endured. Yeah, he’s had to fight demogorgons but this was another level.

“Y/N, what happened?” Steve asked and you lifted your head, hair sticking your tear stained cheeks that are red and blotchy. You wipe your eyes with the back of your hand, anger swept through them but also sadness. “Did Billy… do something… like-”

“No.” You shake your head, fresh tears welling in your eyes. “He turned up with another girl, with Stacy. He’s been seeing her behind my back, cause I wasn’t putting out.” Dustin’s face flashed with anger. “I’m such a stupid shit head!” You groaned, accepting the hug from your little brother and Steve scoffed, causing both Henderson siblings to look at him.

Steve shakes his head. “Billy is the shithead. You deserve better than him, got it? A guy like that isn’t worth your tears, you’re too good for him. If he can’t keep it in his pants that’s his fault, not yours.” You raised your eyebrows at Steve, who crossed his arms and glared at the wall opposite him. “I should punch him in the face again for doing that to you.”

“Again?” You asked slightly amused that he had even punched Billy for the first time. Dustin looks wide-eyed at Steve who does the same, you sighed. “Need to know, right?” They nod and smiled slightly. “Thank you, both of you for being here. I think I’m going to call it a night.” They nod, Dustin gets up and leaves the room first but Steve hesitates, making you look at him slightly confused.

He shuffles slightly nervously. “Y/N… have a good sleep.” Steve sighs before leaving your room, kicking himself for not saying anything to you about his true feelings.

*

It had been almost a week since that godawful date with Billy. You tried to keep yourself occupied, extra schoolwork and hanging out with Nancy. The humiliation of that day was what hurt you the most, Billy had let you believe the date was still on, he didn’t cancel or say anything about what was happening with Stacy. He let you walk in, alone and see him with another girl like he planned it or something.

Walking down the street towards your house you hear arguing. Well, more of bickering between two people. You glance up to see Steve and Dustin in the driveway of your home, Dustin was meant to be at Mike’s studying and Steve, well he was meant to be off being Steve somewhere else- having a day off from being the kid’s mom. You frown as you walk closer, Steve is holding roses and Dustin has his radio headset on, seemingly talking over it whilst simultaneously walking to Steve.

“What’s going on?” You asked walking closer, Dustin jumps slightly and turns to you with a nervous smile. “I thought you were going to Mike’s tonight?” You asked with a slight frown at his reaction.

It’s a solid minute before anyone speaks up. “I’m helping Steve… he’s got a date.” You nod slowly and glance at Steve, who is nervously stood holding the roses and smiling awkwardly. A pang of something shoots through your chest, whoever he was taking on a date was a lucky girl.

“Oh.” Is all you can manage, “Well, have fun and don’t take all of my brother’s advice.” You try to chuckle and smile but it sounds forced, you go to walk around them and inside the house, to cry to your mother but you’re stopped by someone tugging on your wrist.

You frown up at Steve. “Y/N, I need to tell you something.” You nod and turn back towards Steve, waiting for whatever he needs to say, he stares at you for a moment. “Fuck it!”

Before you can process what is happening his lips are on yours, his hands holding your shoulders and the roses fall to the floor beside your feet. You instantly respond, melting into the kiss that’s unlike anything you’ve ever had. You feel Steve smile against your lips, wrapping his arms around your waist as yours rest against his neck.

“GROSS!” You pull apart and look at Dustin, who is horrified. “I said no kissing in front of me, that was the only rule. You asshole.” he picks up his bike, muttering curse words and names at Steve, “one fucking rule, can even follow that. I do everything to help this guy, this is how he repays me.”

Steve purses his lips and holds back the chuckle. “Thank you, shithead,” Steve calls, Dustin turns and flips him off before riding off down the street to Mikes. “It was worth breaking that one rule.” Steve shrugged at you, you chuckled lightly nudging him, he bends down and picks up the roses again. “Prepare to go on the best date of your life.” He challenges, pulling you by your hand towards his car.

“Is this the first time you’ve hung out with someone your own age in a while?” You smirk as Steve blinks at you, mock offence. “How will they survive without you?”

Steve rolled his eyes, opening your door before walking around to his side and starting the engine to the car. It’s silent as he begins to drive off towards your date destination, “I do need to stop in to make sure they all get home okay.” He mutters causing you to chuckle at him, he sighs and chuckles along with you.

(Decided to end it funny. Hopefully, whoever requested this likes it. I had fun writing it, I like the whole Dustin’s sister thing, I like writing the reader as one of the kids sibling. - Rosalie)

You know how sometimes we make meme and social media references in real life?

The aliens certainly didn’t.

The captain had no idea what to expect from his decision to bring a second human aboard the ship. His only guidance in the matter had been the rather unhelpful suggestion to acquire one already pack-bonded with Human-Megan. Unfortunately, given human nature, this could apply to any number of humans, and attempting to ask Human-Megan herself for an organized list of them all proved useless. (He had been immediately accused of being a “stalker”.)

However, he did eventually become aware of a certain human who had been a “sister from another mister” for most of Human-Megan’s life. Upon inquiring about this new human, he was met with enthusiastic approval, mostly in the form of the repeated, painfully high-pitched word “yes”.

And so Human-Lynn was brought aboard.

At first, the crew were presented with nothing they were unfamiliar with. There had been a temporary scare upon first viewing Human-Lynn, due to the vibrant and multicolored crop of hair she bore. However, Human-Lynn had quickly ended their confusion by explaining the concept of hair dye, which, although it had left a few crewmembers nauseous, was understandable for human standards.

In addition, Human-Lynn was considerably less emotional, or so it seemed. Upon encountering disagreements with the crew, she would begin laying down insults in an almost offhand manner, and nothing seemed to cause her to be visibly furious. However, Human-Megan had assured them that she was simply “sassy” and “sarcastic” in nature, and that when she began to insult them in such a calm manner, she was indeed furious (although it was difficult to imagine that a being could be simultaneously calm and furious).

But then came the strange, and often illogical, conversations that often ensued between Human-Lynn and Human-Megan.

For instance, there was their first passage through a nebula since Human-Lynn’s arrival. Human-Megan, although she had borne witness to nebulae before, looked on in wonder almost identical to Human-Lynn’s. Both were seemingly rendered immobile, mouths slightly agape.

“Gorgeous.”

“Yeah,” Human-Megan affirmed.

“What’s the…how does this even…” After a moment of failed articulation, Human-Lynn let out a deep sigh. “Science side of Tumblr?”

“Space dust do the glow-glow,” Human-Megan responded almost seamlessly.

“Thank you, science side of Tumblr.”

Several more occurrences of seemingly cryptic conversations where yet to come. Occasionally, the two would make eye contact and mutter “same” for seemingly no reason at all, and once during the first meal rotation Human-Lynn had stood and bellowed, “AND HIS NAME IS JOHN CENA!” much to the surprise and momentary panic of her fellow crewmembers.

At last, a member of the cultural research department approached the two during their third meal rotation and inquired about the nature of their seemingly meaningless conversations. It was his duty, after all, to collect data regarding new species, especially in regards to behavior.

He was met with general laughter, a sound still rather jarring to hear without appropriate warning.

“Holy…crap,” Human-Lynn breathed, wiping a tear from her eye as she shook with laughter. “An alien…wants to know…about memes. I never thought I’d see the day.”

“Memes…?”

“Yeah,” Human-Megan affirmed. “They’re like…I don’t know…references to popular culture on Earth? They’re usually pretty stupid, and either considered hilarious or grounds to murder someone because they’re that stupid.”

“Grounds to…murder someone?!”

“Not literally, dude. We’ve discussed this. Not literally.”

“There’s a lot of memes,” Human-Lynn continued in her friend’s place. “Spongebob is a few…oh, there’s the dog in the burning house. You know, the ‘this is fine’ meme?”

“Yeah, and Moon-Moon, and 'you shall not pass’–”

“John Cena–”

“Screw you, I hate John Cena–”

“These are not the droids you’re looking for, that one’s a classic–”

“And then there’s some that aren’t really memes, they’re more like Tumblr legends. Like the science side of Tumblr, and John Green, and Superwholock. But Lynn and I like to use those in real life because we’re weird.”

The researcher nodded, a gesture he had it adopted from the humans he studied, although the concepts they were referring to were far beyond his understanding. Perhaps this was one of those cases where you had to simply let humans be humans, regardless of how strange it was.

“I believe I have heard of these…memes,” he mused after a moment. “So…what is Rickrolling?”

Immediately the grins dropped from the humans’ faces.

“We don’t talk about Rickrolling,” hissed Human-Megan. “We never–EVER–discuss–Rickrolling.”

“Understood.”

Ask Me A Question

Pairing: Ben Solo x Reader

Word Count: 3.5k

Warnings: SMUTTT

A/n: Ben’s first time!!!!! okay so the idea for this fic was brought to me by the wonderful @baensolo ! love u

Ben’s steps were hurried but contained to scuffing along the marble floors. His mother kept a sturdy pace, as well as his uncle, but they both had considerably smaller strides than him, leaving him in an awkward rushed walk that could only be taken in half-steps.

“Did you hear what your uncle said, Ben?” His mother raised a brow at him, continuing to walk.

“…I have to be on my best behaviour?” He guessed. His ears had tuned out the monotonous flow of instructions in favour of focusing on the lavish architecture of the Senate building of Chandrilla. The art that hang off the tall walls detailed in chronological order the Old Republic, then its fall, continuing to the Jedi Order and so on.

Luke stopped walking, placing his hands on his nephew’s shoulders.

“All you really need to know is that the Senator needs a good bodyguard. If you can be that for her, your mother and I will be very happy.”

Ben shrugged. “Piece of cake.”

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anonymous asked:

could you do bts reactions when someone walks in on you and them having sex right when they're about to cum .u.

Namjoon:

Spend a night at the studio he said. Just be working he said.

Apparently working to Joonie meant having you riding him as he sat in his chair, his hands gripping your arse tight and bouncing you up and down on his thick cock.

He’d thrust up harder matching the bounces, moaning and talking dirty in that gruff tone of his but he’d stop instantly, hearing the door open and someone trip over some boxes.

“What the–”

“Hey Joo-ooh my fUCK” Taehyung was shocked but would probably wiggle his eyebrows and give you guys a wink before walking out cos of his.. pervy? nature.

Namjoon would glare harshly, shouting at him to leave - he’d be ready to grab something to throw but before he could, Tae was gone.

He’d sigh angrily and frustrated.
“I’m sorry baby, I forgot to lock the door..”

Originally posted by jimiyoong

Taehyung:

What better way to enjoy a night than to have rough sex and Tae is no doubt, a kinky bastard.

A collar would be tied tight around your neck, fitted well to a leash that bounded you to his control. He’d ball the end of it and pull it back harshly making you throw your head back, moaning out as you felt him push deeper and harder inside you. His grunts added to yours, making the room louder.

He was so damn close.

Until a poor Namjoon walks in.

Originally posted by minyggi

I doubt Tae would even notice him, too engulfed in pleasure and his habit to blank out things around him wouldn’t help.

He’d groan out, cumming in you.

“Ah you dirty bitch / boy, taking my cock like this”

Originally posted by buisually-appealing

Seokjin:

He was enjoying the romantic intimacy with you when Hoseok abruptly walked in.

He could feel the tightness in his stomach and the urge to cum, he was about to when he heard the door opening.

“Hyung, play Mario with AHHH”

Seokjin would stop his movements immediately, eyes wide and adding to Hoseok’s screams, he’d panic and quickly grab the covers, throwing it over both yours and his naked body.

“GET OUT NOW!! WTF”

He was so desperate and near to cumming that he’d exhale angrily.
“Sorry baby.. Now where were we?”

Originally posted by mscleaningfairy

Jungkook:

He was close, so close. He was getting increasingly desperate for the intense wrack of pleasure, his moans short and harsh trailing off into hums as he’d pound into you faster. Your whimpers and cries pushing him further over the edge.

Nothing could go w–

“OHMYFUCKINGGOSH” Hearing the sudden outburst, Kook would freeze - eyes darting over to the door, catching a glimpse of Seokjin rushing out.

He’d hear Jin yelling to himself outside but he’d be too shocked to hear the rest, his heart beating loud in his ears.
It’d take him a minute to relax and continue but he wouldn’t be able to shake that shocked feeling.

Originally posted by vismyhope

Hoseok:

His mouth hung agape, you could feel short breaths against your ear as he trapped you with his body; your moans sounding so sweet to his own ears.

With eyes screwed shut and whimpers escaping both your lips, he’d make quick, rough movements - eagerly chasing after his orgasm. He could feel it, oh gosh any second n–

“Hey Hyung, what d’you think of th–”

An innocent mochi would raise his head, instantly choking on his words seeing sUCH SIN.

Hearing the voice, Hoseok would freak out and panic. Cursing, he’d throw the covers over both of you trembling, his eyes so huge it could be comical.

Jimin:

His soft whimpers would be such a turn on, bringing you closer. He was nearing his climax too, he could feel it so bad.

Gripping your sides tightly, he’d bite down on your shoulder to muffle his ridiculously loud porn-star like moans as he thrusted his dick in and out of you.

“Hyung, pizza’s here!”

Jimin would audibly gasp, shooting up to a sitting position, gulping and choking out a ‘don’t come in!”

But it was too late and Kook felt the need to bleach his memories, running out in a blind panic - leaving the door swinging open.

His panic would add to Chimins and he’d freeze for a couple seconds before yelling out in frustration. He was so close and Kook ruined it!

Originally posted by jihope

Yoongi:

"YOONGI!! Turn the porn do–”

Kook halted, his words evaporating in front of him, leaving his mouth agape. His hyung had his eyes screwed shut, drowned out by your moans and begs for him to go faster which he obediently complied with.

Like Tae, I doubt he’d notice him, being too focused on bringing you both to your high and my gosh, Kook had never ran so fast in his life.

Originally posted by sugasuite

Legend says Jungkook still gets therapy to this day..

Originally posted by kpophasmyseoul

GM: You round a corner and see a man knock on a brick wall and then step into the wall, disappearing.

Human Fighter: Oh, so there must be a code or something to get into a hidden room? So, we should–

Half-Orc Ranger: I run full-force at the wall, pulling my son along in his little red wagon.

GM: …Roll a d20.

Half-Orc Ranger: …3.

GM: …You run full-force at the wall and slam your face into it, taking 5 points of damage and falling backwards. You let go of the wagon as you fall, and the momentum allows your son to continue rolling forward and into the hidden room.

Half-Orc Ranger: I stand up and shake my head, then continue inside.

GM: You step through the brick wall and find yourself in a black market weapon shop. Your son is sitting happily in the center of the room in his little red wagon. All of the clerks and customers are staring at you, mouths agape.

Store Clerk: …That was the most interesting way I’ve ever seen anyone come in here!

BTS Reaction to hearing you accidentally confess-

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Jin-

Originally posted by bwiseoks

“So you got home okay?” Jin asked as you locked your front door. “Yes, i’m good. I’ll see you tomorrow.” “Okay see you Y/N!” “See you Jinnie, I love you.” Your eyes widened as you realized your mistake. The other line went deadly quiet. Before you had a chance to press the end button, he finally spoke up. “What kind of love?..” He asked softly. Of course you were going to deny, deny, deny. “The I would do anything for you kind of love.” But that didn’t happen. “I love you too Y/N…so much.” 


Suga-

Originally posted by boo-t-s

As Yoongi was telling you about this girl he’d met. You, once again, had to put on a brave face and pretend to be happy for him. “So I’m thinking of asking her out this weekend when I have a little bit of time.” You looked up at him with hurt in your eyes. Talking about this girl was one thing but asking her out? “You’re asking her out?” “Yeah? What’s the problem?” “You can’t fucking do that to me Min Yoongi!” It just slipped out of your mouth. Like word vomit. He looked into your eyes with an unreadable look on his face. “What does that mean.” He demanded. You shrugged and tried your hardest to keep your cool. “You know you can’t do that to me cause we hardly spend anytime together an-” Yoongi interrupted with a swift, loving kiss to your lips. Shocking you greatly. He pulled away. Just inches away from your face. “I know what you meant.”


J-Hope-

Originally posted by nochuie

Once you found out that Hoseok injured his ankle during a performance, you rushed to the dorms. Once Jimin opened the door for you, you pushed past him to get to Hoseok’s room. He was laid on his bed with his ankle wrapped up. A pair of crutches laid against the wall beside his bed. “Hoseokie..” you said before rushing to his side. He gave you a relaxed smile and shook his head. “I’m fine Y/N, you don’t have to worry about me. Just a little twist is all.” You shook your head as you examined his ankle. “Either way i’m going to take care of you, alright? I have some sick days from work so i’m gonna use them this week.” “Why would you waste your sick days on me?” You looked at him like he was crazy. “It’s not a waste for the man I love, Hoseok.” Your eyes went wide as you realized what you said. “What?…” Hoseok sat up a little. His eyes fixated on you. “What did you say?” You shook your head and stared at the floor. “Y/N what did you say?” He gripped your chin to meet his face. “I’m the man you love?” He asked. His nose was right against yours now. “Say it again. I’ve been waiting  SO long for you to say those words to me.”


Rap Mon-

Originally posted by trash-for-bangtan

“No way! Y/M you didn’t!” Namjoon said excitedly as he finished upwrapping the gift you got him. It was a book he’d been dying for, but couldn’t find it anywhere. You tracked down someone who had one of the original copies and paid a substantial amount for it. “Where did you find it?! I’ve been looking for so long, oh my God!” Namjoon went in for a hug but without thinking, and overcome with happiness due to his excitement, you went in for a kiss. Your lips met for a split second before you pulled away and gasped. “Oh fuck i’m…” you covered your mouth in embarrassment as your cheeks grew pink. “I’m really sorry..” You were about to walk away when Namjoon surprised you by grabbing your and sitting down quickly. You straddling his lap. “Do you know how long i’ve been waiting to taste those lips of yours?” He asked for pressing his lips against yours once more.


Jimin-

Originally posted by jiminrolls

You and Jimin always had a touchy, playful relationship. And for you, it escalated into a strong love that could never die. As you watched while Jimin played with the fingers on your hand, you spoke to a friend of yours on the phone. “No i’m busy right now but I can come by tomorrow. Yeah, i’m just with my boyfriend.” You said without thinking. You’d always secretly referred to Jimin as your boyfriend when people who didn’t know about him asked. You stopped speaking completely and looked up slowly to meet Jimin’s eyes. His eyes were wide opened, looking directly at yours while his mouth was slightly agape. “I…I’ll call you later.” You said quickly before hanging up on your friend. “Jimin, I-” “FINALLY!” He shouted while pumping his fists in the air. “My girlfriend!! Yes!!”


V-

Originally posted by kpopfordays

You and Taehyung were out for your weekly best friend dinner. You both loved picking off each other’s plates and being annoying so sitting by eachother was a must. You both were talking and eating when a nice older woman stopped by your table. “Excuse me. I just had to tell you what a lovely couple you two make. I bet it’ll last a long time.” She smiled. Before remembering that this was in fact real life and not your dreams, you spoke up. “Thanks so much, we’re really in love.” Your eyes widened when you realized that this was in fact reality. “I’m very glad.” She said before walking away. You couldn’t even turn to look at Taehyung. You then felt a pair of lips pressed against your cheek. “A long, long, time.” He whispered. You turned to look at him and blush before turning back around and leaning against him. Bringing up a piece of meat to your boyfriend’s lips. 


Jungkook-

Originally posted by jkookisdaddy

Realizing that it was way too late and raining way too hard for you to drive home, you decided to spend the night with Jungkook. The man you’ve been in love with for years now. You climbed into bed beside him and turned to bid him goodnight. “Night, I love you.” You said before turning back around and laying on your side. ‘Oh fuck’ you thought as it hit you what you just said. OUT LOUD. “Really?” Jungkook asked. You decided that pretending to fall asleep was the way to go so you did just that. “Y/N?” You stayed completely quiet, hoping he’d forget and just go to sleep. Before you knew it, you felt a strong arm wrap around your waist and pull you in close. “I love you too,” Jungkook whispered into your hair. 

Short Stuff

Summary: Y/N has problems reaching the handlebar on the train so she finds another suitable way to stay upright.

AN: i’m sorry this isn’t inclusive ahsjasj but this was such a cute idea i couldn’t help it  :( also i’m short as fuck if you didn’t know so this is a dream

Peter Parker x Reader

// Masterlist //


Originally posted by tomshollandss

My foot tapped along to the beat of the music rushing through my ears. People around me were either on their phone or talking to someone as we waited for the train to arrive. I shoved my hands into my pockets to warm them up from the chill of the wind.

Eventually, the train arrived but I soon found that it was more crowded than usual. All the poles that I usually held onto were occupied and the only things left were the handlebars up above. Which I was too short to grab hold of.

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Library Vigilante

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Content/Warnings: Fluff, second hand embarrassment

Words: 2360

Prompt: Library AU ‘You’re overdue on this book and I want it so I’m tracking u the fuck down’ 

You can request more by dropping me an with an idea or pick a prompt from my favourite prompt lists one liners, 100 kinks, generals, AU’s and holiday prompts :) Hope you enjoy!


“I’m sorry, that book still hasn’t been returned to us yet.” The kind lady behind the desk spoke as she tapped away at her keys, “The gentlemen who has it is going to have a hefty fine when he decides to return it.” 

“He’s gonna have more than a hefty fine.” You mumbled, tapping your fingers off the desk. “How long overdue is it?” You asked, peering over the desk at the screen hoping to catch a glimpse of the name of this mysterious gentlemen. The librarian pulled her screen away abruptly making you huff in defeat. 

“I’m sorry Miss but that’s confidential information, you’ll have to wait until the book is returned or try another library.” She pulled her mouth into a tight line and began typing once again. You needed that book, it was the last one in the series and you were not prepared to pay a whole $25 on a book, not when there was a perfectly good one you could loan out for free. Slumping on the desk the librarian peered at you over her glasses, “Do you need anything else dear?” Yes I do I need that bloody book.

Pulling your head up you put on the best fake smile you could muster and glanced quickly at her name tag. “Susan,” You beamed, leaning ever slightly towards her “I just really need that book. You see, a poor art student like me doesn’t have a lot of money and libraries are where I can enjoy myself without having to pay and -”

“You should always donate some change to your local libraries dear, we have bills too you know.” Your smile dropped momentarily before you realised your face was betraying your annoyance. “Oh yes! I know that only too well Susan, see if you could just give me the details of the man who has the book I want, I could do you a favour and go and collect it.” Susan stared at you blankly, her fingers stilled over her keyboard. “I could be the libraries vigilante if you like.” You laughed, tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear nervously. “Like an avenger, only on a smaller scale.”

Susan began to shake her head as you clasped your hands together, “We don’t need -”

“No I know you don’t but see I need that book!” You snapped at her, you’d already tried the other libraries for it when you discovered last week that it was loaned out. Unfortunately for you so were all the other copies. You gave her your award winning puppy dog face before she switched the computer off and placed a sign on her desk saying ‘Out to lunch’. You frowned as you watched her collect her things and move to the room that was reserved for staff only. 

It was completely empty in there, it was your local library that you frequented quite often but never really saw anyone else there. You weren’t stupid, you knew that being the closest library to the local college there was always students drifting in trying to look inconspicuous as they made their way to the first floor history section. Wandering around the place you realised that the place was actually empty, Susan was out back for her 45 minute break and no doubt there were students canoodling upstairs but…You were alone.

Heart racing with sweaty palms, you ran around to the other side of the desk and switched the computer on. All you needed was a name and an address and then you could hightail it out of there like nothing had happened. 

“Okay, calm down, you’re not hacking S.H.I.E.L.D…” You mumbled as you were faced with a password entry system. Putting your head in your hands you glanced around the desk, there wasn’t much save for a photo of a man in a cap and gown and a bobble head of Thor. You snorted, flicking his head as you racked your brain for an idea. Pausing, you began to type.

Books. Password denied.

Avengers. Password denied.

One attempt left. You glanced at the nodding Thor and tried again, holding your breath you typed Thor.

Password accepted.

“Black widow eat your heart out!” You muttered before typing the name of the book into the database. “Susan, we all have our vices.” It had been loaned out for quite a while, the man who currently possessed it has had it for 7 weeks. Who takes 7 weeks to read a book?! You thought while pulling up his details.

Grabbing a pen from a pot you quickly scribbled down his name and address on a piece of paper before switching the computer off again and hightailing it out of there.

It was a warm day so you decided to walk seeing as it was only a couple of blocks away from the library, you were running through the scenario of how the situation was going to go in your head when you realised that it wasn’t quite as far as you had thought. It was a small set of fancy apartments that was just down the road from the avengers tower, you remember the media saying that Tony Stark had built them but no one figured out what for. 

You scanned the list of names next to buzzers until you found the one you were after, “Donald Blake you’re mine!” You whispered as you pushed the buzzer for the apartment above his. 

“Hello?” A voice crackled through the intercom.

“Hi! I’m Donald’s girlfriend and I thought I’d surprise him,” You chirped, “he think’s I’m in California!” This better work.

Oh how romantic! Do you want me to buzz you in?” The voice asked.

You let out a silent prayer to whatever God happened to be listening before replying in a sickly sweet voice, “Yes thank you that would be amazing!”

Moments later you heard the tell tale buzz of the door unlocking, you quickly rushed through the glass doors and into the lift, pushing the button for the 3rd floor. The end was in sight, you were so close to getting the book and if you were honest, the adrenaline from the whole thing was more fun now than actually getting the book. The doors opened as your stepped out and made your way to the only door, steeling yourself you took a deep breath in and knocked quickly.

Picking at the skin around your thumbs you stopped breathing when the door opened to reveal none other than Thor, God of thunder himself.

He looked bigger than you’d imagined. Not that you’d imagined him of course, but he seemed bigger than he did on TV. You swallowed quickly as your checked the name and address on the slip of paper.

You looked up at the confused God, “Hi, does uh, Donald Blake live here?” You asked quickly, glancing at the paper before showing the God the slip too.

His laughter was like a boom, deep and hearty his whole body shook as he stepped aside to let you in. He shut the door behind himself before he led you through to a sitting room.

“Loki!” He laughed, gesturing to a man reclining on a chaise in the window, book open in hand. He was handsome you’d give him that, not in the obvious way like Thor but handsome non the less for a guy who tried to take over New York.

Your eyes locked with his when you realised that Donald Blake probably wasn’t gonna be sharing an apartment with the two asgardian brothers. Loki’s eyes roamed over your form as you stood next to his brother, his gaze was calculating and judgemental but not as cold and icy as you’d thought it would be. There was more indifference really.

“Brother.” He replied eventually, his voice more silky than you’d expected it. His eye’s had gone back to his book once he’d examined you and Thor motioned for you to sit.

“No thank you,” You noticed the younger prince’s eyes snap over to watch the scene unfold. “I’ve actually come for Donald Blake.” Puffing your chest out you turned away from Thor’s amused smile to glare at the raven haired prince who was watching you with curiosity.

“I’m guessing Donald Blake is a fake name, I don’t care. All I know is that I didn’t hack into that stupid computer using your name,” You shoved a finger into Thor’s chest before pausing and smiling, “Susan loves you by the way, you’d make her day if you visited.” Turning back around to Loki you noticed he’d close his book and sat up, your nerves were getting the better of you now as he stood up to his full height.

He’s taller than I thought he’d be.

“Anyway, you’re overdue on a book I want so I’ve tracked you down so you can return it.” Placing your hands on your hips you nodded once, signalling that you were finished. 

Loki’s mouth fell agape slightly before looking off to the side confused. Your confidence and bravado that had spurred you on had left, the adrenaline in your veins was replaced with fire as you felt yourself getting more embarrassed with each beat of silence.

Thor had taken to sitting on the couch that Loki was leaning on, a large smile plastered onto his distractingly attractive face. “You hacked into the libraries system?” Loki clarified.

You nodded. “Found our name and address?”

Oh god.

Came here, let yourself in.”

Oh no.

Knocked on our door and now you’re demanding a book back so that you may read it?”

I sound like a freakin’ psycho.

Thor looked between me and his brother who at that moment in time, had his head cocked to the left and was studying you very intently.

“How did you get into the building?” Thor laughed, taking a swig of whatever was in the bright rainbow coloured mug. 

Oh god now I’m gonna sound insane, officially insane. You thought before clasping your hands behind your back, rocking on the balls of your feet. “There’s a very nice lady upstairs, and uh, I told her that I’d flew in from California to see my boyfriend, Donald.” Thor clasped Loki on the shoulder and stood up taking his rainbow mug and his chuckles with him down the corridor.

You panicked, how could the god of thunder leave you with the god who’d tried to take over your planet not even 5 years earlier? Movement caught your eye as you watched Loki move with every bit of elegance you’d expect from a prince over to a leaning pile of books in the corner. 

He didn’t seem as bad as every said really, watching him move books from the top to the bottom before moving the pile all together to sift through another you began to wonder.

“Which one’s your favourite?” You asked quietly, his hands pausing for a moment before carrying on with their task. You left it there, you’d already made yourself look like a lunatic and didn’t want to annoy the trickster god anymore by asking him mundane questions. 

He seemed to find what he was looking for and straightened up, walking over to where you were with three very purposeful strides. “Here,” He spoke softly, handing you the book you’d come for. You smiled and flicked through the pages out of habit. “It’s this series actually.”

Your smile dropped as you looked up to him, realising that he was answering your question after all. “I rather liked this series, of all the boring books earth has to offer these one’s are rather amusing I suppose.” 

“If you like these one’s then any of the books written by Neil Gaiman would probably suit you,” You let out a breathy laugh as you tucked the book into your rucksack. “His stories are about norse gods actually, and how they -” You stopped as you realised you were babbling again, with a wave of your hand you glanced at the door. “You don’t care, why would you? I should get out of your hair, thanks for the book.” You turned to leave as Thor entered the room again.

Waving at him over Loki’s shoulder you turned back to the raven haired god, “Maybe I’ll see you at the library sometime,” You smiled at him as you pulled the door open, “bring money, Susan says you’ve a hefty fine waiting for you!” You laughed nervously before closing the door behind you. 

Mind whirling from meeting two very handsome gods, you leaned against the wall as you waited for the elevator to arrive. “Book lady!” Your head whipped round to see Thor standing in the doorway to the apartment you’d just exited.

“Yeah?” You answered as you saw Loki glancing nervously between his brother and you, “What’s your name?” Thor boomed as the lift arrived with a ding.

You grinned, “Y/N.” Stepping into the lift you tried to ignore the quiet bickering that was going on between the two brothers. You pressed the button for the ground floor but it wasn’t moving, and the doors wouldn’t close either. Watching as Thor grinned at his brother while talking quietly you began to stroll back over to the pair.

“Not to sound imposing, but the elevator’s broke.” Loki glared hard at Thor once more before watching his brother walk away. 

Loki’s mouth opened and then closed again, looking off the the side you followed his gaze but found nothing of interest.

“You ok Loki?” His head snapped back with wide eyes.

He cleared his throat and nodded, “Would you like to get coffee?” He asked quickly, glancing behind him at Thor who was grinning like a mad man.

Once again you felt yourself warm up as you nodded a bit too quickly, “I think I’d really like that.” Loki’s face relaxed as he grabbed a jacket from the coat stand and pulled the door shut. “You take every girl who tracks you down for books out for coffee?” You teased, taking the stairs with him.

He smirked as he held the glass entry door for you, “Only the ones called Y/N.”

All I’ve got II pt. 5

Jungkook x reader

genre: ANGST, fluff, hints of smut, bestfriend!jungkook and tattooed!jungkook

word count: 11.6k

happy birthday to me


Jeon Jungkook was a tall guy, handsome with all those ethereal artwork tattooed on his arms..and your best friend. He was by your side whereas you faced a painful heartbreak, caressing your hurt soul for as long as you needed him. But how much can a friendship withstand if one of the two develops feelings?

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Kylo Imagine #9

Request: can I have a kylo x reader where you and your child are taken by the resistance and you think its because your kylos partner and its his child but they actually had no idea until you tell them? shocked leia would be appreciated thank u!! <3

A/N: Hi everyone! I’m taking requests right now.. Please send one in or let me know what you think of this one! 

Part 2 is now up and you can find it here 

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When you regained consciousness, you were in a medical room. Everything was hazy as you tried to remember the past few hours. You looked around in a daze. This equipment was outdated, and these people were not in uniform. You began piecing together that this was not the Starkiller Base. Then, everything came back to you. You sat up quickly as you could and ripped the IVs out of your arm. 

“Where is my son,” you roared. 

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play pretend || sebastian stan

Summary: What’s more humiliating than bumping into an old frenemy from the past at a grocery store, looking your worst? Luckily, someone comes to your rescue.
Warnings: None.
A/N: I found this laying around in my computer so I added some more to it and decided to post it. Hope you like it! Don’t forget to give me some feedback, much love xoxo

You weren’t pathetic. You were just like any normal adult, going grocery shopping on a Saturday night. It wasn’t like you were going back there just to get a glimpse of the hot guy that you saw roaming around occasionally. Really, if you just happened to see him then that would be a bonus.

That’s what you were trying to tell yourself as you were walking down the deserted cereal aisle. You couldn’t decide what kind of cereal you wanted, currently walking back and forth at a slow pace with a box of Captain Crunch in one hand while running a finger along the Cheerios box. You sighed, wondering why the hell it was so hard in the first place, to just pick a brand and move on with getting the ice cream that you’d been looking forward to all day.

You reached up to pick out the Cheerios, humming while contemplating what your pick would be.

“I’d pick the Captain Crunch if I was you.” An amused voice spoke up from behind, and you whirled around in fright.

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JIN.

Jin was nervous. He didn’t know what you liked when it came to inside of the bedroom, and what you didn’t, so the nerves he felt slowly starting to build up as he stared at you, sitting on the edge of his bed in only black lingerie, was eating him up completely. He couldn’t deny it, he thought you looked absolutely stunning in your attire, but he felt so scared to touch you - what if he messed up? what if he said something extremely awkward?

Knowing that Jin was nervous, you decided to make the first move, stepping up from his bed and walking toward him. He gripped your waist and pulled you into him, smiling down at you. He dipped his head into the side of your neck, where he began to leave small love bites. Jin smirked as small whimpers left your mouth, his hands soon finding their way to your bra and unclasping it. 

He pushed you down onto the bed where you removed your panties, clearly becoming too impatient for him.

You’re too fucking beautiful, I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me.”

SUGA.

It all happened so fast.

You weren’t planning on riding Yoongi in his studio, but here you were, straddling his hips, your bare chest completely exposed to him. You and Yoongi never got around to ever having sex as normally the both of you were too occupied to even think about it, but Yoongi was extremely stressed today, and the only way you thought you could relieve him from his stress was to ride him as he sat in his chair, staring up at you with wide eyes. You grinded yourself against his clothed member, only earning a grunt of frustration out of him. 

“No. Teasing.” Yoongi firmly told you, becoming way too impatient to wait any longer for the feeling of his member buried inside of you. Complying to Yoongi’s commands, you slipped off your panties as Yoongi pulled his boxers down, his erection springing free. You were a little surprised at the size he was, and as it had been a while since you last had sex, you weren’t too sure how much it would hurt. Aligning your entrance with his length, you sunk yourself down onto him slowly, causing Yoongi to throw his head back and let out a sigh. He held your hips as you sat on his cock for a few seconds to get used to him.

“You’re-so-fucking-tight.” Yoongi almost growled. “F-fuck, you feel so good.”

RAP MONSTER.

You had always pictured your first time with Namjoon to be extremely romantic, maybe after a fancy meal, or after a night out, but it wasn’t what you expected. You had worn something a little too revealing, and with everytime Namjoon glanced at you, he found himself growing hard. At first, you didn’t notice the erection in his pants, until he walked up behind you, pushing his hard-on into you. He pulled you tightly into him, where he whispered into your ear “can you help me out with something, baby?”

It was so sudden, but you weren’t complaining, turning around to face Namjoon. You nodded shyly, and Namjoon smirked, pushing you up against the wall. He asked again to make sure you were certain, not wanting to force you to do something you weren’t ready for. But to his surprise, it wasn’t long before you were begging for his cock to fill you up. 

“Hmm, I love hearing you beg for Oppa’s cock. I wonder how tight you’ll feel wrapped around me.”

J HOPE.

You and Hoseok always had movie dates, and they were always harmless - curling up to one another, occasionally exchanging soft kisses, but somehow, Hoseok had ended up positioned between your thighs, thrusting his fingers in between your dripping wet folds. You whined at the feeling as his fingers pumped in and out of you, his long beautiful fingers working at a rapid speed.

“Do you think you’re ready for my cock?” He asked, removing his fingers from your entrance. You nodded, mumbling out a soft “yes.” He grinned at you in response, gripping onto your thighs, as he began to ease his length into you. Hoseok leaned himself down, burying his head into your neck as he let out deep grunts at the feeling of you around him.

“S-So fucking good, (Y/n). You feel so fucking good.”

V.

You were sprawled against the bed, completely naked, staring up hopelessly into Taehyung’s eyes, almost trying to signal to him through your expression how desperate you were for him. You and Taehyung weren’t very nervous about your first time together, as you had both shared your kinks to one another before hand, so you both knew what you both did and didn’t like. 

Taehyung deeply chuckled, admiring how needy and ready you looked all for him. He wanted to tease you, but this was both of yours first time together, so he wanted to give you what you wanted before putting his pleasure first before yours. 

Taehyung pushed his member in between your folds, letting his eyes flutter shut at the pleasure he felt. “S–Shit.. You’re so warm and tight for me.”

JIMIN.

After a stressful day at work, you were not expecting Jimin to be holding you against a wall, letting his warm tongue delve into your mouth, kissing you with all his might. Jimin slowly crept his hand underneath your shirt, and too his surprise, he found you without a bra. He smirked against your lips as he fondled with your breasts, your arousal already starting to grow. You wondered how far you both would take it, and you were hoping Jimin wasn’t going to leave you a needy, whiny mess, but Jimin was willing to take it however far you wanted to go. Asking before hand if you wanted to go further, to which you had said yes, he slid his hand up your skirt, removing your panties which were wet from your arousal. 

Jimin pushed a finger inside of you as you hoisted your leg up, and hooked it around his waist. You gripped onto his shoulders for your balance, letting yourself indulge in the pleasure you were feeling. 

“So tight around my fingers.. I wonder how tight you’ll feel wrapped around my cock.”

JUNGKOOK.

Jungkook was always busy - always occupied with work, meaning he never really had much time with you. Of course, with every opportunity he had which gave him some spare time, he’d always spend the time with you, however it was extremely rare for him to have any given time on his hands. 

It had been a couple of months since you had last seen Jungkook, as he was on tour, and he was arriving home shortly. You were excited - more than ever - to see him, especially as you had planned a secret surprise for him. The only thing you were wearing was red lingerie, which was his favourite colour on you, and you were extremely nervous to see his reaction.

Not long later, Jungkook arrived home, his mouth fallen agape, as he stared upon you, taking in every inch of your exposed skin. At first, Jungkook was a little nervous, as you had never made a bold move like this, but soon, the feeling faded, and he had you laid out across the bed for him, where he could see your beauty in better view.

“You’re so fucking stunning, you know that, kitten?”

Kitten. Jungkook always called you by that pet name, and you had always seen it as an innocent name, but the way he said it, his voice deep and hoarse, made you almost shiver.

With quick moments, his clothes were sprawled across the floor, and he pushed your panties aside, sliding his length in between your slick folds. A throaty groan ripped from his throat, and it was almost like a sound as if he had been longing for this feeling for a while. 

Ah, Kitten- you feel so good for me.”

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Seokjin

➸ You hadn’t caught his eye just yet, him merely seeing you as another waitress threatened with your life to serve him anything he desired. This business meeting was nothing but intense, the atmosphere suffocating as the topic was on murder. Now, for a normal servant they wouldn’t even bat an eye on the conversation - but that’s just it. 

You were new. 

And it probably was just your luck to be working on the day they decided to be…descriptive as to what they planned to do to the rat among them. A little squeamish, you couldn’t help but shake uncontrollably when you poured Jin another glass of wine, biting your lip with so much strength that you were sure it was bleeding.

“Yoongi, for the last time, we are not using acid. I almost lost my fucking arm trying to clean it up the last time we used it.” Namjoon groans, rubbing his temples in aggravation. “What is it with you and melting skin?” 

“He’s a sadist, that’s why.” Jimin snickers. “I say we cut off the fingers, one by one. Then, leave him to bleed out - slowly.” 

You couldn’t help but gulp at the mere thought of someone’s fingers being cut off, or their skin melting off; what was wrong with these people? Do they find it entertaining doing these things-

“Yah!” 

The abrupt shout coming from Jin shocks you back into reality, as your heart drops at the sight of the overflowed wine glass, now all over the white table cloth and his dress pants. Losing the ability to breathe, you stand there with your mouth agape in terror, eyes wide like a deer in front of headlights. Sputtering out apologies left and right, you set the bottle down to hurriedly clean him up as much as you could with the hem of your dress - it being the only thing available. 

“I-I’m sorry, please, forgive me - I didn’t mean to, I was only just-” 

Before you could finish your plea, your breath is once again caught in your throat as rough fingers grip your jaw, lifting your head back up so he could get a good look at you. The room is now silent, which you concluded to be much worse than their conversation. You didn’t even notice you had tears until he used his other hand to wipe them away, gently. Never had you ever been so confused until this very moment - Jin was never gentle. You know from witnessing what he was really capable of.  

“Calm down, it’s alright. It was only an accident, right?” You take a minute to nod slowly, but once you did, he smiles. That only seems to scare you rather than put you at ease. “No need to be scared. Why don’t we get you cleaned up, hm?” 

Before you had a chance to answer, Jin had already latched onto your forearm, while standing from his seat. It was as if wine had never been spilled as he gave the conference table one last look. “Continue without me, I’ll be back shortly. And get someone to clean up this mess.” 

Taking a look at them as well, you didn’t understand as to why they all had knowing grins as they waved the two of you off. What was going to happened to you? Was he just playing tricks, was this the end for you? Your breathing only came in chops as he escorted you out of the room, the tears cascading down your face as you whimpered. 

“Please, don’t kill me! I have a family, please, I didn’t mean to spill-” You were cut off once again, only this time in an incredibly different way. Blinking rapidly, you moaned in surprised as his lips crashed onto yours, his hands rested on your lower back, pulling you in close. 

What was this you were feeling? 

This wasn’t the Kim Seokjin you’ve come to know for the past week, he never even gave you a passing glance - he didn’t know you existed until today. How come this kiss felt like he’s known you forever? 

After a few minutes, the two of you pulled away desperately in need for air, his hands now finding a new area to caress as he stared into your eyes. 

“I..I don’t understand…” 

“Have you any idea how long I’ve been searching for you? How long I’ve waited, and yet here you were this whole time - serving me wine.” Seeing that you were still confused, Jin chuckles softly. “What’s your name?” 

“Y-Y/n…”

“Y/n.” He repeated, allowing the name to slip off his tongue, like butter. “Such a pretty name, it suits you.” 

“So..you’re not gonna kill me, or cut my fingers off, or bathe me in acid-”

“Now, how could I do that to my soulmate?” Feeling your heart nearly stop, you practically choke on air at the word. “Sorry you had to hear all of that, from now on, you no longer have to serve me. And you have a family, you say? I’d like to meet them, they shall be protected for as long as I’m breathing, as well as you.”

“Whoa, wait, slow down. I-I’m your…b-but how could you possibly know?! Just five minutes ago, you didn’t know who I was, and now all of the sudden we’re soulmates? I just…I don’t understand.” Yes, everything was crashing onto you all at once, but you didn’t pull away from him. You let him continue to hold you; his presence oddly feeling right.

Jin couldn’t help but to laugh, the feeling of relief that he finally found you was enough to put him a constant good mood. Not even you’re obliviousness could annoy him; whether you believed him or not, he would get you see someday that he was made for you.

“There’s plenty of time to explain all of this - but wouldn’t you rather get cleaned up? This wine is starting to feel a little sticky.” 

The events of earlier almost made you forget the small slip up you made - realizing that it all came down to just overfilling a wine glass. If you hadn’t have been so careless, would you be in this situation? Would everything had been different if you hadn’t have screwed up? 

Was this fate? If he wasn’t going to kill you, why not at least see where all of this was going to lead. What was the worst that could happen? 

Nodding slowly, this time he went for your hand, leading the way to what you assumed to be his bedroom. 

“We are meant to be, my love. I’ll show you.” 

Yoongi 

➸ If there was anything else Yoongi could do, he would pick it in a heartbeat. He’d rather watch paint dry than wander around this party, surrounded by a whole bunch of idiots who were drunk off their asses while carrying lethal weapons. If anything, he feared for his life rather than enjoyed the event. To be honest he couldn’t even remember why he was there in the first place. 

“Attention, could I have everyone’s attention. I would like to thank you all for attending this special occasion. The day my only child takes over the family business.”

Ah, that’s right. He was sent to put in a good word for вts to the new mafia boss of BigHit; just to make sure there continued to be no bad blood between them. He didn’t know what the big deal was, just some guy getting a new position in something that was merely child’s play - in his opinion. Why was there a need for such a big fuss over one dude? 

Man, was he in for a kick in the balls when you walked out. You were far from being ‘some guy’ or a ‘dude’. You were a woman. And the ‘big fuss’ was because BigHit had never been run by a woman before. Especially not a woman that looked like pure sex. Yoongi nearly choked on his drink when you strutted out for the whole party to see, cheers erupting all around him, yet he couldn’t hear a thing. It was like all his senses were circled in on you, even senses he didn’t know he had were all focused. 

“My daughter, Y/n, the first female to ever run the empire. Babygirl - make daddy proud.” Yoongi couldn’t help but to fantasize about saying those final words to you someday, biting his lip as his eyes scanned you up and down. Definitely a sight for sore eyes, that’s for sure. He could only pray to the man in the sky, thanking that Jin-hyung made him come to this event.

Clearing his throat, he joined in the claps that congratulated their new boss, all sending their best wishes and positive vibes. Honestly, he couldn’t wait to be alone with her to discuss ‘business’. He watched you intensely as you made your way down the stairs, dress flowing behind you so elegantly it should be considered illegal to look as good as you did. You greeted anyone that was in your path - from hugs, to handshakes, to the friendly kisses on the cheek. 

But, as soon as you got to him - everything stopped. As if your brain had completely shut off, and you were merely a hallow shell. You didn’t even blink, your mouth hanging open like a fool as you stood in front of him with your arms open. 

If he hadn’t cleared his throat, you probably would have been stuck like that for a little while. Shaking your head, you chuckle nervously, reaching over to shake his hand. 

“So sorry, I don’t know what came over me for a second. You must be Yoongi, Seokjin told me that you would be attending tonight. Pleasure to finally put a face to a name.” When his hand had finally connect with yours, you could have sworn a bolt of electricity sprung up your right arm, almost making you jump back in alarm. Almost

“Pleasure is all mine,” Yoongi pulls you in closer by the hand, leaning down to place a light kiss upon your knuckles. “Miss Y/n.” 

The way your name fell from his lips nearly made you weak in the knees. Blinking a couple of times to compose yourself, you gesture with your other hand in the direction where your new, private office was located. 

“Shall we get down to business, then?” 

Tightening his grip on her hand, he nods slowly as a grin forms upon his lips. “Lead the way.” 

Namjoon 

➸ You two had made eye contact the minute you hit the stage. It was your first night being the main dancer, feeling so confident in yourself that you decided to wear a little something more than inappropriate - snagging Namjoon’s attention in under a second. Not only had he never seen you before, but you did something to him the same way a drug would do. His heart started to race, his palms sweating, everything around him going silent and his vision tunneling in on you and only you. 

For a moment, you forgot your whole routine, or that there were other men in the room you needed to interest; not just him. But, your mind felt as if he was all the attention you wanted - needed, even. You didn’t know what is was, but when the music started, you had no choice but to get into character and finally break eye contact. Namjoon leaned back into his chair, eyes still trained on your swaying figure as you started to dance, licking his lips slowly at your movements being so smooth and precise. 

“Behave yourself, Namjoon, we’ve only just arrived and you’re already eye-fucking one of the dancers.” Jin playfully punches his shoulder, him not flinching. “Yah, what’s the matter with you?” 

Tugging at the sudden tightness at his collar, Namjoon finds the strength to pull his eyes away from you, them now clouded with lust as he tried to allow his heart to slow down. Jin had seen this look before, many times actually, him having had the same look not too long ago. Nodding to his friend, slowly, Jin only chuckles as Namjoon spilled everything without having to say one word. 

“Ah, I see. You think she’s the one?” 

“I don’t think. I know she is.” He notices that your dance was coming close to an end, him not wasting a moment before standing up and adjusting himself. “Don’t wait up, I’m coming home late.” 

“Be gentle with her, Joonie~” Jimin giggles, chugging down yet another shot with Taehyung. “We don’t call you ‘God of Destruction’ for nothing.” 

It was as if you were expecting him when you descended from the stage, already signaling him to follow you to the private section of the club, a teasing little smirk creeping upon you face as you made sure to swing your hips with exaggeration as you walked. Raising an eyebrow in interest, Namjoon couldn’t help but chuckle darkly as he happily started to follow you. 

“I think she can handle me.”  

Hoseok 

➸ Hoseok knew this was coming, eventually. He drank his poison and merely waited for it take effect, it was only a matter of time. He knew his wife was going to rat him out the minute she discovered the secrecy he’s kept from her for so long. 

“I hope that bitch was worth it, and that you rot in hell, Jung Hoseok!” 

He would only roll his eyes, as the police finished handcuffing them all, escorting them outside. There were millions of flashing lights as soon as they stepped foot through the doors; from reporters to people with camera phones, all taking pictures of the notorious mafia gang finally being brought to justice. 

Hoseok couldn’t help but to smile. These poor, naive fools.

People continuously shouted at them, from insults to curses, all saying this was a new beginning - now that the terrorists were finally going to be put behind bars, once and for all. Once the doors to the van were slammed shut, the seven of them looked at each other before all busting into a fit of laughter. The sound of the engine starting was loud enough to drown it out from anyone of the outside, driving away at lightening speed until the flashing lights of the cameras were submerged to nothing but tiny specks in the distance. 

For a straight ten minutes into the drive, they couldn’t keep from laughing - the whole situation seeming unreal and just hilarious to them. It wasn’t until the van had come to a complete stop did they all finally compose themselves enough to catch their breaths. Opening the double doors, they were greeted by a silhouette covered from head to toe in black, wearing a police helmet to hide their face; the laughter then returned once again. 

“Stop looking so fucking intimidating, your Oscar for world’s best actress is in the mail, Y/n.” Taehyung sarcastically remarked, you chuckling in response as your remove the helmet. Climbing into the van, you go over to Hoseok first, leaning downward to kiss him passionately - the guys not missing a beat to let out groans of disgust, mixed in with their laughter. 

“I always knew that tramp would sing like a canary. Not my fault her husband happened to my soulmate - and I sure as hell wasn’t going to share you for much longer, Hobi~” You unchained him from his handcuffs, so he could hold you properly as the two of you shared another kiss. 

“Yah, you two can ravish each other later! Right now, we gotta move, before the police realize this van never showed up to it’s original destination.” Namjoon warned. 

Pecking his lips one more time, you rush over to uncuff the rest of вts, them not wasting time to strip out of their suits. Putting on the casual clothing you had packed for them ahead of time, Yoongi then spread the inside of the van with gasoline as well as their previous clothing. Helping to push the vehicle into a nearby ditch, Hoseok held up a box of matches, his eyes piercing into your own. 

“Y/n. It is your choice if you want to continue on with us, or not. I’m going to be honest, once the feds catch on they will hunt us down like dogs, and it’s not going to be easy. I won’t make you do something you don’t want to-” 

You kiss him hard on the mouth before he could finish his speech, wrapping your arms around his neck to hold him close, signifying that you weren’t going anywhere. After pulling away from the passionate kiss, you happily take the matches from his hand, striking one of them - watching the flame come to life in the dark night. Taking a deep breath, you throw it toward the van, it perfectly landing on the roof of it. Not even seconds later did a blanket of fire start to spread around the vehicle, it being completely engulfed into the flames. The maknaes hoop and holler at the moon, dancing around with each other as the rest of you merely watched it burn. 

Hoseok wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you in close to place a kiss on your forehead. “This isn’t going to be fun, you know.”

You chuckle, resting your head in the crook of his neck. “If you’re trying to scare me into leaving, it’s not gonna work. I’m with you till the end, Hobi, until the day I die.” 

He could only smile, your response making his heart race uncontrollably - something his wife could never do. You were the breath of fresh air he’s been looking for. Sure everything he’s worked for is practically gone thanks to you, but he didn’t mind starting over. It was a small price to pay, for you. 

“I love you, Y/n. Until the day I die.”

Jimin 

➸ Unfortunately, you were on his hit list. Someone had called him in to finish the job, getting rid of the witness who had gotten away with too much information. But, there was no record that you even existed, besides a name and the location where you worked. You kept a low profile, due to your reputation of being a well known snitch, only the last thing you spied on - you were sloppy. They saw you sneaking out of the window when you felt like you’ve gotten all that you needed. They didn’t see your face, but they knew enough to track you down - for him to track you down. 

Jimin entered the bar, dressed in nothing but black as he scanned the area. Checking over the exits, giving an educated guess of how many people were in the place, playing out all the possibly scenarios that could unfold tonight. The worst that could happen is that the police could get involved, allowing you to get away, and fail the mission. But, Jimin was a lot of things; a failure wasn’t one of them. 

The only information he was given was that you were either a server here, or a performer in one of the cages that hung from the ceiling. He knew that no one had seen your face before, but he felt that he could put a name of a face. Jimin wouldn’t be good at what he did if he couldn’t. Scanning the cages, none of the girls that shamelessly flashed their naked bodies seemed to fit the small profile. Huffing, he crosses the cages out; only one thing left to investigate. 

Sitting at one of tables, he pressed the button in front of him to gain service from one of the waitresses that would migrate all over the place. It took no more than five minutes for one of them to finally make their way over to him, notepad in hand, with sweat glistening off their face and nearly exposed torso; he nearly giggles at the faint appearance of glitter. It wasn’t until his eyes had landed on your face did the look of amusement completely melt from his features, quickly replaced with the blank one he had came in with. Trying to catch your breath in the stuffy bar, you didn’t even notice his face yet in the dimly lit area where the table was located. 

Jimin gulps, trying to keep himself calm before his heart nearly busted out of his chest. It couldn’t be you, it just couldn’t. He prayed to god that it wasn’t, that you were someone random who worked here, that his instincts were wrong this one time. When you had finally caught your breath, chuckling softly, you politely bowed in apology - still haven’t lifted your head up to look at him. 

“I am terribly sorry to have kept you waiting, sir. My name is Y/n, I’ll be your server for tonight, what can I get for yo-…” You had then looked up, your professional smile dropping to a look of pure terror, as you took a small step back. Jimin’s blank expression switched to something that seemed as if he were in physical pain, tears forming in his eyes as he couldn’t bear to look into your terrified ones. 

You knew who he was, and what he was there to do. That only seemed to pain Jimin even further as the rapid beating of his heart only confirmed his worst nightmare: he’d have to kill his soulmate. 

“Y/n, I’m begging you…please run.” 

Taehyung 

➸ Taehyung had a reputation of being incapable of feeling anything. Emotions he once had in the past completely erased from his genetic code thanks to the rough teachings from his father. He grew up with no warmth of a mother’s touch, no grandmother, nor sister, just merely male presence for as long as he can remember. 

He hated smiling. Anytime his father caught him even so much as grinning, he earned himself a beating. He hated laughing. Anytime he would laugh for having fun, another beating, then no dinner. He hated crying. Anytime Tae would cry after a beating, or from hunger, he would only get beat even more - and possibly the loss of food privileges for a whole week. After a while, Kim Taehyung learned to not feel a thing. It’s the only thing that kept him alive. 

When he arrived at the party, he was greeted with friendly smiles, warm welcomes, you name it - they wanted to make him feel special. After his father’s death recently, he had been promoted to head boss - taking the news with a blank expression and curt nod. Never shed a tear about his father, or for this grand opportunity he’s been trained for since birth. He felt nothing. 

Jin accompanied Taehyung, being his ride to the event. Jin’s job was to be his smile, his laugh, anything that had to do with emotion - Jin was the man to be called. But, if the eldest didn’t know any better, he could’ve sworn he had seen Taehyung grinning at something when they entered; for a split second. 

“I’m gonna go scout for the others, and find our reserved table. Don’t do anything rash, remember your temper.” 

“Aish, Jin-hyung, you’re like the mother I never had.” Taehyung spoke with monotone, his hooded eyes never faltering. “I’ll be a good boy.” 

Jin raises his eyebrow in confusion. “Did…Did you just make a joke?” 

Blinking a couple of times, Taehyung turns away from him while looking anywhere else to distract this tingly feeling at his finger tips. Shrugging slightly, he starts walking away without another word to Jin, leaving him to stand there for moment. Scoffing softly, he just shakes his head. He would forever be a mystery to him. 

Taehyung walked forward with no particular destination, but he couldn’t stop. He was looking for something, someone perhaps, he just didn’t know who. It wasn’t until he had ran into a server with a tray in their hands did he snap out of his zombie-like state. A small gasp made him look down at the mess he had created, the girl in front of him looking as if she had just seen as ghost. Bowing multiple times, you apologize multiple times in one breath, lowering to floor to quickly gather everything you dropped so you could escape his sight before he could catch a good look at your face. The last thing you needed was to turn up dead the next day all because of a clumsy mistake. 

But, it wasn’t your fault, and he knew that. 

Everything around the two of had stopped, everyone staring in equal shock and sympathy as they all concluded that you probably just made the biggest mistake of your life. Taehyung stared down at you once more, eye twitching slightly as tears cascaded down your face as you practically begged for forgiveness for getting his blazer all messy. He didn’t like the sight, not in the slightest - usual he would find joy in someone pleading for mercy, but coming from you - it didn’t leave the right taste in his mouth. 

Without hesitation, Taehyung drops to his knees, helping you pick up the shattered glass piece by piece. You lowered your head even further to keep from making eye contact, afraid to see the look of rage in his eyes. He looked you over for a moment, seeing multiple cuts all over your hands from picking up shards of glass with your bare hands in such a hurry to get away from him. You looked so fragile, so scared, so…cute. It had been a while since he’s seen something like that. Gently as he could, he gripped your chin, lifting your head up to finally make eye contact with him. 

Gasping softly once again, your breathing stops altogether when you see all the emotion held in such soft brown eyes. They were so wide, so curious, nothing like in the stories people would gossip about on the streets. Tears still leaked from your eyes as you sat still, in fear that one wrong move could set him off. Taehyung on the other hand couldn’t understand this rapid beating in his chest, the same way it did when he first saw you when he came in - you were the one Jin almost caught him grinning at. 

“What’s your name?” He finally spoke, voice low so not to frighten you. “Please, tell me your name. I’m not going to hurt you, just please…” 

Gulping, you blink away a few more tears, sniffling before answering. “Y/n. My name is L/n Y/n. I’m 19 years old, I have no family except my little sister at home who needs me, she’s only 6, I bed you, please don’t…”

You start to choke on your own words at the tears once again started to flow, clenching Taehyung’s heart to the point he was extremely confused as to what this feeling was. Never has he experienced anything like this before, it being so long to where he’s forgotten the name for it. Pain? Anger? Sadness? 

Whatever it was, he didn’t want you expressing it any longer. Not wasting another moment, he picks you up into his arms, practically cradling you in way he could only wish someone did for him growing up. He not only surprised those all around him, and you, but himself as well. Blinking a couple of times, he glares.

“Don’t you all have work to do?” 

Just that alone was enough to make everyone practically sprint in different directions. Taehyung only scoffs before heading the direction went in, making you tense up in his arms more than before. 

“W-Where are you taking me?” 

He doesn’t answer, just keeps walking forward. When he had finally come across the rest of his group, they all stared up at him with either confusion or surprised; perhaps a combination of both. Tae takes his seat, not even considering their feelings about how this must look to them, now resting you on his lap. You practically vibrated in his hold, very confused as why you were there or what he wanted from you. What really shocked you the most would be how he wrapped his arms around your middle, hugging you to his chest while nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. 

Looking over his table for any explanation, you weren’t expecting them to all sudden have some kind of mental understanding as to why he was acting this way. Taehyung leans upward until he felt close enough to your ear, whispering softly into your ear that made your blood run cold. 

“I’m keeping you. You make me feel again.”

Jungkook 

➸ Jungkook was to be on his best behavior at this dinner, having been told that it was a meeting between long term rivals to finally end any bad blood that was between them. He understood completely; don’t be disrespectful, no dirty looks, don’t even so much as open his mouth. If they wanted this to be a sure thing, then he needed to be the golden maknae he’s been trained to be. 

Sure, that seemed like an easy to do, it’s nothing new to be told those rules whenever there was a meeting of importance. The only difference in this particular meeting that almost made shit hit the fan - their rival’s daughter was not only smoking hot…but also his soulmate. Now, Jungkook being the youngest, it was a whole lot harder to hide intense emotions that finding your soulmate could do to you. Just the sight of you made his heart race, his only focus being you as all his thoughts were only interested on what your name was, where had you been all his life, and how did you like your eggs in the morning after spending a night with him? The longer he looked at you, the more sinful his mind turned - to the point Jimin had to pinch him in the arm to bring his focus back on the meeting before anyone noticed. 

“What the hell could you possibly be staring at that hard?” He hissed under his breath, before blushing hard and looking elsewhere. “Are you aroused? Right now, are you fucking kidding me, Jungkook?” 

“It’s not my fault!” He bit back, blush covering his face as well. Wincing slightly at the sudden pain in his ankle, he jets his eyes to his left to see that Yoongi was give the two of them a warning glare. Jungkook couldn’t help the increasing tightness in his pants, having to bite his tongue to keep from whimpering at the slight throb. “Oh, fuck, it hurts…” 

He tried with all his might to hold in any noises he wanted so bad to let out, having to rest his head in his hands to take deep breaths to calm his racing heart. It wouldn’t have been overlook if his elbows hadn’t have slammed into the table - the sound echoing around the once tranquil meeting that was now more of an awkward silence. Jungkook could practically feel all eyes on him, and hear the faint sound of Namjoon face palming. Lifting his head up slowly, he sheepishly smiles. 

“S-Sorry…migraine.” He quickly covered, the boss not seeming to look fooled. But, with a small nod, he gestures for someone to come forward. Jungkook nearly choked on his spit when you walked past him, swearing that you had just ran your finger tips over his back. When you made it over to your father, he whispered something in your ear - you soon nodding that you understood. 

Walking over to him yet again, you placed your hands on his shoulders, leaning down to flash him a warm smile that nearly made him faint right then and there. Without speaking, Jungkook stood, crossing his hands in front of his crotch area to hide the evident bulge that was forming. Following your lead, the two of you exit the room to let them continue the meeting in peace. Once he was positive you were no longer within earshot of the room, he didn’t hesitate to pin you to the wall. 

“What did your father say?” He all but groans in your ear, making sure to grind his lower half into yours to let you know all that you’ve done to him without even touching him. “Does he know you’re my soulmate?” 

“N-No. He just said ‘take care of him’. But, he never specified on how.” You breathlessly spoke, holding onto his broad shoulders as you slowly started to lose your train of thought. The minute he walked in, you were intoxicated. Your vision became blurry, your palm sweaty; your mother had told you all the symptoms, you just never knew they would be this intense. “They way you looked at me, I knew you felt it, too.” 

“Why send you to escort me out, then? Not that I’m complaining.”

You moaned softly as his lips found that one sweet spot near your ear, it becoming harder and harder to think straight. 

“He wants me to learn the family business. He wants me to teach you a lesson, I-I guess - punish you f-for interrupting.” 

Jungkook grins slyly as he finally pulls away from the now purple mark blossoming on your neck. Your flustered state was definitely something he could get used to seeing - even if it had to be behind his hyungs’ backs, or your ruthless father. You were so worth it. 

“Well then…punish me, baby.” 

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firsts ✰ peter parker

summary : a collection of firsts between you and your beloved boyfriend, peter benjamin parker. 

author’s note : y’all okay this is so long my apologies i just??? went so overboard??? because i loved this so much?? also i could probably do more of these because it’s so cute and there are more things that could be added this was just already so long

  • the first time you meet peter, you’re pretty sure, at least just for a second, that you’ve officially met the human form of sunshine
  • seriously he’s always so happy??? and smiling??? and it’s honestly makes him so attractive to you in the first place
  • other than the exceptionally cute face that keeps angling itself toward you ever so slightly in ap chem class that thursday morning 
  • you’re both in lab and he’s sitting at his shared table with ned and he’s supposed to be making the mixture for his webs but oh well he’d rather stare at you like he does in every class you have together
  • (it’s three, three classes and two free periods and lunch and your locker is four down from his, not that he’s paying much attention to that sort of thing)
  • finally ned encourages him to walk up to you in class and ask for an extra beaker one day
    • “do you want my hat for some confidence boosts”
    • “no ned you’re the only one who can wear that hat properly”
    • “you’re not wrong”
  • so peter casually strolls up to your table where you’re sitting alone because your partner is absent and he bumps into the front of the desk 
  • you glance up from your work to see him holding his ribcage and mumbling under his breath
    • “oh, hi peter!” you say cheerfully
    • “wait you know my name?” ohmygodohmygod she knows who i am what the hell oh my god
    • “well duh, we have three classes together of course i do”
  • the best way to describe him in that moment is having lit up from within
  • he instantaneously smiles so wide and so excitedly as he realizes that you’ve noticed him too and maybe not in the same way he’s been noticing you but it doesn’t matter because it’s something 
  • he can work with something
  • and he definitely does
  • from the moment he slid into the empty seat next to you, turning around to give ned a completely obvious thumbs up with another wide grin, you knew you were goner
  • the first time you hold hands with peter you’re on the train with him going to meet may for the first time
  • you’re sort of together but not really but at the same time everyone knows that you and peter are pretty much dating
  • anyways peter really wants you to meet his aunt because she’s his favorite person ever but you’re slowly becoming a contender for that title
  • also may has been relentlessly asking to meet you for the past month and a half of you and peter developing strong feelings for each other so he figures now is as good a time as any
  • especially since he’s planning on asking you to be his girlfriend in the very very near future
  • so you’re taking the train back to his apartment and there’s barely any room for the both of you to sit unless he goes across the cart and the last thing this cutie wants to do is leave you 
  • he’s chilling and holding onto the pole thing by your seat and his other hand is dangling at his side kind of close to yours and he really wants to grab your hand so his fingers are kind of like twitching awkwardly ‘cause he’s not sure whether or not he should just lean down and go for it
  • you’re the one that goes for it in the end, shifting your bag on your lap before you reach out to hold his hand kind of loosely in case he doesn’t really want to
  • but he really wants to
  • and the blood rushes to his face so quickly when he glances down to see you shyly smiling up at him with your hand in his not quite firmly enough 
  • he laces his fingers through yours and makes sure you know he wants to do this more than anything else 
  • peter kind of adores hand holding
  • it makes him super happy and he feels safe and loved and cared for when you hold his hand for that first time 
  • he swings your hands back and forth between you as you trek to his apartment and he does it an exaggerated fashion that makes you laugh
  • he’s happy, so happy
  • the first time he kisses you is that same day, and it’s also the day he officially becomes your boyfriend
  • basically it’s a day neither you nor him would ever or could ever forget
  • you had just arrived at his building and you were both just standing there staring at each other with your hands still clasped together 
  • he had a dopey little happy adorable grin on his face as he bounced on his heels slightly and that made you smile so hard as well 
  • he looked like the most excited little boy ever 
  • which he was, if you really think about it
  • anyway he kind of just moves his hands up to your face for like a second and he hesitates but you nod and tell him that it’s okay so he presses them against your cheeks
    • “i- i wanna… can i… i’m gonna kiss you is that okay maybe”
    • “yeah pete, that’d be okay with me” you smile really softly at him and he nods again and he’s so nervous
  • he leans in and you lean in and you’re so close that you can practically feel his eyelashes delicately fluttering against your cheeks 
  • and then he closes his eyes and he kisses you and it’s only for like four seconds but it’s okay because you’re sure that it’s the best kiss you’ve ever experienced in your life
  • when he pulls back he’s so blushy and cute and shy with his head ducked slightly so you can’t look at him when he asks the next question
    • “so- um, maybe when i- i introduce you to may, i could possibly call you my… girlfriend? maybe? if you’d like to be…”
    • “PETERYESI’VEBEENWAITINGIWOULDLOVETOBE”
    • “OHOKAYIMSORRYTOKEEPYOUWAITING”
    • “IT’SFINEIREALLYLIKEYOU”
    • “ILIKEYOUMORE OKAY COOL LET’S GO MEET MAY”
  • the cutest babes ever :’))
  • the first time he calls you babe is maybe a week or two later
  • he doesn’t really mean to but it slips out and he can’t take it back
  • after seeing your reaction to it he doesn’t want to it back anyhow but before he notices how bright you beam at him he definitely slaps a hand over his face in embarrassment 
    • because like,,, is that even allowed am i supposed to say things like that what are relationship rules is that okay ohmygod
  • so you’re sitting at his desk and you’re going over calc homework with him and you’ve got a pen cap stuck between your lips as you concentrate and he is on his bed with one hand on his cheek and an elbow propping him so he can gaze at you the way an art connoisseur would admire a painting in the MET and he can’t help it
  • it just slips out like
    • “i got really lucky when i met you babe”
    • but he doesn’T MEAN TO SAY BABE AND HIS HEART KIND OF GOES !!!!!!!! but in a bad way
    • he’s like ah fuck i ruined it
    • but you spin around in his little spinny chair that you love and you grin at him and then he relaxes a bit and thinks hey ok good job peter so suave and charming nice one man and pats himself on the back a bit
    • “babe huh”
    • he tries to play it cool but he squeaks out “ummm yeah well like if you’re cool with it ya know haha” 
  • spoiler alert ! you’re v cool with it
  • the first time he says i love you isn’t during some big grandiose argument about him being spider-man
  • in fact it’s probably the lamest fucking thing ever and he kind of regrets not making it a bigger deal to tell you that he loves you but like whatever
  • it makes for a funny story
  • he’s been up with you the past two weeks studying for a history final that has you stressed out you haven’t kissed him hello in like… two days
  • you get out of your final and you’re like sweating from the stress of it and from holding your breath while answering questions because half of the shit you studied for isn’t on the test??? and like??? american education system whatever bye
  • he doesn’t even have a test that day but he waits outside the room for the hour and a half anyway
    • “you probably aced it babe you’re so smart i bet you did wonderfully i’m so sure of it”
    • “when i go to summer school you’re gonna wanna take those words back peter benjamin parker”
      “shut up let me supportive gosh y/n… anyways wanna go get celebratory donuts, my treat obviously”
    • “yes let’s go right now”
  • so another few days pass and you’re getting the tests back and peter skips the last ten minutes of his advanced english class to linger outside your door so he can be the first to greet you when you leave
  • the bell rings and you’re the last one out 
  • (this is mostly to tease peter because you know he’s outside the door he’s not good at being inconspicuous even if he’s spider-man)
  • you finally come out and he bounds over to you with wide eyes and places his hands on your shoulders 
    • *drmatically* “tell me the news”
    • *sadly* “well i…” *dramatic pause* “acED IT WITH FLYING COLORS PETER I PASSED !!!!!”
    • he practically squeals with happiness and he hugs you so tightly you’re lifted off your feet as he babbles on “oh my gosh i knew you could do it i’m so proud i love you so much you’re so smart i can’t believe i’m with a genius wow”
  • you step back with your mouth sort of agape in shock and peter tilts his head at you in confusion because he didn’t know that he said it just came out like words tend to do with him
    • “peter”
    • “what?????”
    • “you just you loved me”
    • “wait i did” he takes a moment to remember what he said and then he does and he just goes “aw damn it that’s not how i wanted to say it now it’s ruined god damn it”
    • and you’re just like the epitome of the heart eyes emoji because he looks so distraught that he ruined the moment 
    • “peter shut up for a second you dummy i love you so much too”
    • “oH REALLY WOW THAT’S AWESOME
  • he’s a huge dork
  • but you wouldn’t have it any other way because this is the nerd that you love and would love for as long as possible

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Anyway...

Who wants a few thoughts about the pictures Jason dropped today, because I have them?

These are the pictures for your viewing pleasure:

Unfortunately for JRoth he unwittingly gave us an Episode number (S5 episode 5. Thanks to SpoilerTV we know that Episode 505 is supposed to be titled “Shifting Sands” (of course these are production titles and can change), but it does seem as if they are 1. in a sandy background (thanks @octanakin) and b, shifting sands is also used as a metaphor for something/one that is unpredictable and/or constantly changes (this could be very relevant to Octavia’s character/mindset this Season based on the little bit of BTS information we do have. 

My first thought (and the one I like the most) is that this still shows the initial Blake siblings reunion after their 6 year separation. Unfortunately, not everyone looks very happy. My best guess is (based on this being a “5″ episode w/potential “5″ parallel potential is the following:

Octavia murders someone just as Bellamy and Clarke catch up with her. Octavia is happy to see her brother, but both Clarke and Bellamy are a bit unnerved by her actions. I did a quick rewatch of the Flarke reunion scene in 205, to compare and contrast and found some similarities in facial expressions here:

Clarke in 505 as compared to Bellamy in 205 when they enter the village just after Finn has killed everyone. Both have the narrowed eyed look of concern, mouths slightly open: 

Same for Finn in 205 and Octavia in 505, we only get a side profile of Octavia, but even here the expressions are similar. Mouth slightly agape, both looking a bit wonder/awestruck:

And again, same with Clarke in 205 and Bellamy in 505. This is only a side profile and he doesn’t look terrified like Clarke does, but this expression isn’t exactly what I’d imagine one would look like after seeing their sister for the first time in 6 years. He looks more worried/concerned, than happy/pleased. 

I do have a second possible theory, keeping in mind that my timeline for the Season thus far looks like this:

501: Mostly flashbacks so we know how our characters got to the places they’ll be in when the 6 years later really gets heavy (especially as we know JRoth doesn’t want to spend too much time in the past) with maybe 10-15 minutes of “current day” at the end of the episode. 

502: Clarke and SS7 could reunite this episode. 

503: Very Bunker focused. I also believe Jaha dies this episode (it’s the last episode Isaiah Washington filmed based on his tweets-he hasn’t been back in Vancouver since this episode wrapped). I suspect this is also when Clarke and/or SS7 get to the Bunker (either together or separately and meet there) and uncover it.

504: If Clarke and SS7 don’t reunite in 502, they would reunite here. If 505 is the Blake reunion episode this would be very focused on SS7 and Clarke reuniting, with minimal Bunker focus until the end. If not 504 is the Blake reunion. We did see Bellamy and Clarke standing with Miller and someone I assume to be an Eligius crew member in Polis and they looked like they were getting ready to travel somewhere (Note the backpacks):

This is when the possible second theory comes into play:

505 has SS7 (some or all) leaving with some of Bunker crew (Miller, Octavia, etc) and some of Eligius and Clarke to go find food (I’m focusing on JRoth’s “there’s nowhere good to eat in Polis” caption here). They wind up in/near a desert, Aaron Ginsburg did tweet about having to write about/for a group walking through a desert: 

So they’re walking through the desert and they are separated/attacked and Octavia winds up saving them in a particularly gruesome manner and then she comes to check on Bellamy, and both Clarke and Bellamy are confused/horrified/worried/concerned about what they see. I am convinced this scene is not a happy reunion that we are probably meant to believe it is because the background of the scene, and Octavia’s hair and makeup in the still released today, are the exact same as they are in the still JRoth released on Dec 18th:

with the following caption: “This was the expression I got from @iamAvgeropoulos when I told her no trailer before the winter break. It’s Octavia’s “someone’s gonna die” face. You’re gonna see a lot more of it soon. #The100 #The100season5″

It stands to reason then, that this two scenes are connected and someone dies in this scene. 

This is all I have for now, but…if you have any thoughts feel free to add!!!

EXO REACT: To you moaning their name in your sleep

(LOW-KEY SMUT WARNING BUT NOT ALL OF THEM INCLUDE SMUT)

XIUMIN:

Xiumin had gotten in late after training, so he was still winding down by reading a book in bed, you sleeping right next to him. Whilst he was sitting up, you were cuddled into his side, an arm draped over his chest. 

He was simply playing with your hair and tracing patterns over you arm nonchalantly when he heard a loud sigh fall from your puffed out lips. He glanced down from his book, but went back to it once you didn’t make another sound. However, when he heard his name fall from your lips in an exasperated whine, he placed down his book. At first he thought you were in pain, maybe asking for help.

“Y/n?” He would try not to move too much just in case you were still asleep - which you were - and brushed a hair out of your face that had fallen over your eyes. Although when he felt your leg tighten around his and his name in a gasp form come from you again, he knew what was happening. Smirking to himself, he knew that you two hadn’t done anything in a while due to his busy schedule, so feeling bad and wanting to please you, he placed his book down and focused all his attention on you, stroking your legs, kissing your neck and waking you up by his hair tickling the inside of your thighs.

Originally posted by ivana2299

SUHO:

You and Suho were watching a movie on the sofa when you had fallen asleep on his chest. He was playing with your hair, completely unaware that you had fallen asleep, all of his attention still on the glowing screen. Only when you had shuffled on his chest to nuzzling your face in his neck, had he peeled his eyes from the screen and helped you re-adjust. 

“Junmyeon…” He heard you sigh satisfyingly in his ear, making him snake his arms around your waist, still not realizing you were dreaming.

“Yes baby?” You moaned quietly against the skin of his neck, sending a shiver down his spine. Suho kissed your shoulder and ran his hands under you shirt tracing your sides. And suddenly he wasn’t paying the movie any more attention. You were soon waking up to him placing you gently down on your back, him hovering over you and smirking.

“That dream of yours sounded really good baby girl. Do you want to go through it again?”

Originally posted by suhomysuho

LAY:

Lay heard you moaning his name when he walked back upstairs in the middle of the night from getting a glass of water. He walked in the room to see the covers clinging to your body, you face contorted and twisting from side to side. It didn’t take long to register in Yixing’s mind what was going on as he could recognise those sort of moans anywhere.

He approached you confidentally, placing the water on the bedside table before getting back into bed with you and waking you up with a warm and heated kiss. Once you were aware of the situation and wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him more into you, he trailed his kisses down your jaw and to your neck, so he could lick and whisper in your ear.

“Tell me how good I was fucking you in your dream princess.”

Originally posted by lullabyun

BAEKHYUN:

Baekhyun hissed, his eyes jumping open at the sudden pain he felt in his shoulder. He looked around hazily, still slightly asleep, and took a look at where he felt the pain. Your hand was there, clinging onto his shirt where he felt your nails dig into his skin. Confused, he looked down at you, where one of his hands was wrapped around you, pulling you into his side, his hand resting on your upper thigh. He watched contently as you scrunched your face together and shuffled against his side again. 

“Fuck, Baekhyun…”

Baekhyun’s eyes widened when he heard the words sleepily fall from your pouted lips. Undeniably, he was instantly turned on, silently praying to himself that you would say something again, but all he got was a whine and your leg intertwining with his. He groaned as you involentarily shuffled against his thigh.

Once he had enough teasing, despite you literally not being conscious, he took your hand from his shoulder and pinned it to your side, crawling in between your legs, causing your eyes to shoot open and be met with his hungry ones.

“You sound so hot when you moan my name y/n.”

Originally posted by blondejongin

CHEN:

Chen stood in front of the mirror, doing up his tie for work. Your body was left unconscious, tangled in the mound of blankets that you and him had been sleeing comfortably in together not long before.

You had been tossing and turning all morning, but Chen had just pushed it off as you trying to get comfortable. That was until he heard a muffled, barely translatable, moan come from the bed where you were sound asleep in.

“Chen, baby please…”

He looked over to you, stopping midway through his tie, and smiling to himself. It made him feel so happy how even in your dreams, when he wasn’t even touching you physically, you were dreaming about him, and in this way. He walked over to you and kissed your head; as much as he wanted to stay in that bed with you all day making you feel good, he had to go to work. But before he went, he was sure to leave a little note:

“I hope I made you feel good this morning princess, but it’ll be even better when I get home XX”

Originally posted by daenso

CHANYEOL:

Chanyeol’s eyes were focused on the TV, not really paying much attention to you sound asleep on his shoulder next to him. That was until, a breathy moan of his name grasped his attention from the show. His mouth turned upwards into a grin and he watched your eyebrows furrow together and a frustrated groan fall from your puffy lips. There was no doubt that Chanyeol found this the hands down most sexiest thing of his life. His hand ran up your thigh that was resting on his lap, and he leant down to kiss your neck gently, slowly starting to wake you up. He smirked when your eyes opened to meet his.

“I know you just woke up baby, but do you mind telling me what that dream was, so whatever happened in it I can do to you right now?”

Originally posted by blondejongin

KYUNGSOO:

Kyungsoo looked at you, frozen from his place on the bed. You were an unconscious boyd lying next to him in bed. He didn’t quite know what to do; wake you up or leave you be. Although the more he seemed to leave you to calmly sleep, the more fidgeting and vocal you were becoming. 

He sat up in bed, watching you as you twisted and turned in the bed sheets.

“Y/n?” His voice whispered as he brushed a hair out of your face. “Y/n baby…”

It didn’t take much more of his delicate touches to awaken you from your dream, and although you were disapointed, you couldn’t complain to a sleepy Kyungsoo, hovering over you calling you baby.

Originally posted by daenso

KAI:

Jongin was sat up on his side, watching you as you were asleep. He was always the first one of you to wake up in the morning and he loved to admire your sleeping frame and the way you breathing was so deep. He was in the middle of stroking up and down you side when he heard a breathy moan escape your lips.

“Jongin…”

A smirk instantly appeared on his face and his hands started to rail lower than just your waist, lingering high up on your thigh, watching as your eyebrows furrowed together more. He was going to see how much it took to wake you from your dream about him.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

SEHUN:

You and Sehun both had the day off and were spending it relaxing on the sofa, watching movies and just hanging out. Your head was on his lap, and Sehun was completely unaware to your dozed off state. His attention was drawn to his phone as his hands slowly brushed through your hair, massaging your scalp as you slept.

“Sehun…” 

“Yeah babe?” Sehun didn’t look away from his phone when he heard his name from you, thinking you were going to ask him to get you something - not that he probably would have anyway.

“Sehun…”

“Yeah?” His slightly annoyed tone left him when he saw you asleep on his lap, mouth agape and hands clenching. A smirked triumphantly, the idea of you having a dirty dream about him boosting his ego. He let his hand trace the inner side of your thigh.

“I love that you’re begging for me even in your sleep.”

Originally posted by khunwufan

Sleepy Pleasures

Originally posted by niallhavelarrysextape

A lil blurb where Harry’s flustered by his girlfriend in the wee hours of the night

Right when Harry got home, he was in a mood.

Y/N had come with him to a party right after one of his tour shows. She was showing off her legs in a skirt that just made Harry wanna rip all her clothes off and just fuck her into oblivion. Of course she wasn’t doing it intentionally, she was just being her innocent self. Catching her bottom lip between her teeth as she smiled, eyes that sparkled all day.. She was just so beautiful, he could not believe she was all his. Her innocence had proved to be Harry’s weakness as well. Y/N and Harry still hadn’t made love. They had taken small steps through the course of being together to have Y/N warm up to the idea of being with him. Of course Harry wasn’t going to push anything until Y/N was 100% committed.

That didn’t stop Harry from thinking about what he would want with Y/N. Right when they got to their room, he could feel all the blood rush to his cock. Of course Y/N has changed in front of Harry plenty of times, but he could feel himself slowly losing control, deciding to slip out of his clothes down to his boxers and slipping under the covers. Y/N giggled looking over at him running her hands through her hair.

“What’s up with you? You’ve been quiet the whole ride to the hotel.” Harry glanced over at her biting on his lip subtly glancing up and down her body.

“‘M just a bit tired baby… come cuddle I just wanna sleep.” Harry scrunched his nose making grabby hands towards her. Y/N climbed into bed lying her head on his chest, pulling the blanket up. Harry wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pecking her forehead and a loving exchange of ‘I love you’s’ which resulted in a lazy make out session which wasn’t helping Harry’s problem one bit. Her lips were slightly chapped against his smooth ones.

He can thank Y/N for making sure to slather his lips with some lip balm now that it’s that time of year.

After one more longing kiss, they shut their eyes and drifted into peaceful slumber. Harry tried to sleep, but his cock felt as if it was ready to burst. He planned out to wait about an hour or so, just until Y/N was fully settled in her position for the night. Harry wanted nothing more than to slip his hands into his boxers and let him rub one out while looking at her body, but his brain was telling him to try and go to sleep. Main thing being was he tried.

The whole image was so vivid to me. Like it was so real. Her legs were wrapped around my waist as I thrusted into her deep and slow. Her moans and whimpers were so clear and sexy, I clutched her to my chest. She felt so warm and wet around my cock as she bit down on the skin of shoulder holding onto my back like it was her life source. I pulled back to look into her big eyes, just falling in love with her over and over again. My lips laid down on hers as I held her cheeks between my hands thrusting into her deeper than ever. I swallowed all her moans, making my heart race more as she dragged down my back. I could feel her whispering against my lips to cum with her. Her hands tangled into my hair making my eyes squeeze shut swallowing thickly gasping out as I came.

Harry shot up gasping out panting for air looking around. He was still in the bed, Y/N was still in deep slumber while Harry felt a warmth in his red Calvin Klein’s. He sighed holding his head in his hands, taking deep breaths to compose himself. Harry was still semi hard. He obviously has pulled on out while on tour missing her.

But he had never done it while she was in the same room as him.

Harry was aching for another release. As long as he was quiet, he wouldn’t wake Y/N up, no harm, no foul. He looked back at her and she was lying on her side, with her back facing towards him. His hand slipping the boxers down to his knees with his painful, aware, cock sprung fully erect. Harry bit down on the corner of his mouth, swallowing thickly as his hand slowly wrapped around the base. He shut his eyes slowly moving his hand up and down making his breath get caught in his throat. The thoughts Harry was having about Y/N were the most filthiest.

He imagined her on her hands and knees begging for his cock. That innocent mouth begging him to do the worst to her. Harry was halfway from letting out a whimper, biting the skin of my biceps to stifle the sound. He glanced over at Y/N’s figure with the blanket pushed down her lower body. Her shirt rid up to show off the skin of her hips making the butterfly on his tummy come to life with the shivers that came through his spine, wanting nothing more than to just leave a harsh love bite in the spot. He whimpered out again squeezing his eyes shut when his thumb swiped over the slit to gather to some of the pre cum there. Harry stroked himself, teasing with short fast strokes to long and dragged out stroked making his bones rattle in his body, shuddering in pleasure. A small drop of sweat started to drip from his temple. Harry squeezed his eyes shut whimpering into his bicep imagining how good Y/N’s body must look without a single piece of clothing on. Harry moved his hand faster and faster whimpering and panting against his arm as he dug his head back into the pillows. 4 spurts of cum shot onto Harry’s stomach and chest, shorting his breath as he tried to regain his normal breathing. Harry shut his eyes rubbing over his face before hearing a familiar, sleepy voice call out to him. “Harry?” Oh shit.

The sight in front of Y/N was just…. Wow.

Harry’s cheeks were flushed red, some strands of his hair draped over his forehead, and his cock was lying limp against his thigh with a few streams of cum spread across the butterfly of his tummy and chest.

“Y/N I-I can explain…” Harry stuttered out quickly making her look at him. His bottom lip was puffy from the constant chewing and biting, bursting with a deep raspberry color. His green eyes were staring at Y/N, glossy, filled with embarrassment. Y/N didn’t know why, this whole thing made her body get all fuzzy and warm. Y/N leaned down to shut his babbling up with a deep kiss holding the side of his face.

Harry kissed back slowly, his hands itching by his side. She pulled back softly tugging on his lip lightly with her teeth, making him let out a breathless whine. Y/N looked down at the creamy white substance adorning his chest, moving down and slowly licking every inch of his chest and abdomen. Harry gasped propping himself on his elbows looking down at her with his mouth parted open. She looked up at him as she licked up the last few drops on lower abdomen, tracing her tongue over each of the ferns on his hips. Harry’s hand brushed the hair out of Y/N’s face, caressing the side of her head as she kissed further down to his semi hard prick. He took a sharp intake of breath as she grasped it putting his hand over hers. “Petal…. ‘s really sensitive…” He whimpers out sinking his teeth into his pillowy bottom lip. Y/N looked up at him softly kissing over his tip and laying soft, open mouthed kisses up and down his shaft. Harry kept himself propped on his elbows letting his head fall back on his shoulders moaning out softly. One of Harry’s hands moved Y/N’s hair to the side, resting his fingertips at the hair behind her ears. Y/N let the tip slip into her mouth slowly as she looked up at him suckling softly, feeling tongue. Harry gasped looking down at her with his mouth agape and sputtery breaths coming out of his mouth. His high was coming quick, Y/N let her hand slide up and down his shaft opening her mouth looking straight at him.

He was about to go fucking insane.

Harry panted and gasped for air gripping, tightening his grip on Y/N’s hair with one hand, the other clenched onto the cream colored sheets the bedsheets.

“Y-Y/N oh god.. oh fuck I’m cumming s-sHIT” Harry cried out letting his release slip into her mouth.

Some had dribbled onto her cheek and as far as getting close to the corner of her right eye. He looked down pulling Y/N up softly, using his thumb to wipe the cum off her cheek. She took it into her mouth sucking softly on his thumb giggling around it. He pulled back carefully wiping it from the corner of her eye frowning. “‘s your eye okay? I didn’t know it would.. you know.. go everywhere like tha’..” Y/N nodded, giggling again as she cupped over his cheeks.

“I’m fine Harry it’s okay..” He blushed softly smiling pressing his lips to hers. She kissed back humming into his mouth as his fingers lightly brushed over her jaw to cup her cheeks. Y/N pulled back looking at him with her arms draped over his shoulders grinning.

“So…. What were you dreaming about that made you cum in your boxers..”

Harry blushed heavily hiding his face in her neck, both of them breaking out into giggles.