*squirms in seat*


Uh yes A.V Club, it totally looks like she is pissing fire?

“Besides making us squirm uncomfortably in our seats just looking at it—seriously, Diana, you should probably get that checked out—the poster raises a number of questions. Did a single woman look at this poster before it was released? Did anyone look at the poster, for that matter, or is Zack Snyder just throwing these together on Photoshop in his spare time? Why, oh why, did it have to be orange?”

The fuck is wrong with the media?

But consider: 

Graves accidentally addressing Newt as “darling” during a MACUSA meeting. 

There is a moment of dead silence, then Graves continues talking as if nothing has happened. MACUSA’s magizoology consultant is squirming in his seat with his face as red as his hair and Tina is next to him trying to keep her Serious Auror Face on while gleefully kicking Newt under the table. 

Seraphina Picquery is sighing to herself because her crack Auror team is actually a bunch of two-year-olds and nobody’s actually listening to Graves anymore because they’re all too busy giggling and whispering among themselves.

Short Hair

Request: Watching Captain America and Bucky with his short hair looks amazing. So hwb Steve one day takes Bucky to get a haircut like the old days and he comes back to the tower handsome asf and reader can’t stop gawking, which leads to a confession and smut? -@charlesgrey1875


Originally posted by hiname-rg

Bucky had been gone all morning and it was already lunchtime and he still wasn’t back. You were waiting anxiously at the tower, hoping Bucky and Steve would be back soon. You were biting at the skin around your nails, wondering what Bucky had up his sleeve.

He had told you he had a surprise and you weren’t sure what to expect; you never did with Bucky. He surprised you all the time and you had a feeling this would be huge.

You were squirming anxiously in your seat as you sat in the common room and you sighed, looking at the clock on the wall. “What’s got you so antsy, Y/N?” Vision questioned. You sighed again, looking over at him. “Vis, they’ve been gone all morning.” You complained, leaning your head back against the couch.

Vision smoothly walked closer, rubbing his chin. “Have you tried to contact them? See when they’ll arrive?” He asked, giving you a small smile. You sighed. “I haven’t.” You murmured, feeling kind of stupid for not just texting one of them to see how much longer they’d be.

Just as you picked up your phone from the table, you heard the elevator ding. You gasped and stood to your feet immediately, your heart beating fast. You stood beside Vision, the others piling in from the kitchen.

You saw Steve walk in first with a wide smile. “Oh, good. Everyone is here. We’ve got a treat for you all.” He said with a smirk. “Oh, goodie!” Tony piped, rubbing his hands together as he smiled. A few laughs sounded through the room. You walked closer to the front, standing in front of everyone else.

With a smirk still plastered on his face, Steve left. You waited patiently yet still anxiously for him to return. He finally walked back with Bucky in front of him, his hands on his shoulders. Your eyes widened and you gasped, your mouth hanging open. Bucky’s hair was short. His long hair was gone.

Everyone gasped and started cheering. “Oh, gross! You promised me a treat!” Tony said with a gag. Sam laughed and patted Tony’s shoulder. “Oh come on, even I want fries with that!” He said with a chuckle.

Bucky looked over at you and you felt your feet carrying you over to him. He looked so different. So young, so radiant, so handsome. Bucky looked like Bucky from the 40’s you’d seen in the museum. His smile was just as bright and his hair, gosh, his hair looked so soft. You wanted to run your fingers through it like you’ve done so many times when it was long.

You stood in front of Bucky and he beamed down at you. His eyes were bright and he gently scooped your hands up in his. “How do you like it?” Bucky softly questioned, hoping you didn’t hate it. You couldn’t find the right words to describe how you felt right now. You were in awe, taking in his features. You could see his ears and you could cry at how cute they were.

You tried to say something, anything, and you could tell Bucky was getting nervous and possibly regretting his decision as the seconds ticked by. “Y/N?” Bucky asked, his hands squeezing yours. You breathed out, feeling yourself getting wet the longer you stared at him. “It looks amazing.” You finally managed to say.

Bucky smiled and you could see how his jaw is more defined. “Do you like it?” Bucky asked again. You nodded and blushed. “I love it. So much.” You said with a giggle. You heard Tony gagging again. You shyly turned to the team. “We’ll be back.” You quickly said before pulling Bucky towards the elevator.

“But I didn’t get to feel it!” Tony yelled out, making you and the team laugh. You stepped into the elevator and Bucky turned to you. “What are you doing, Doll?” Bucky asked, confusion crossing his features. You sighed out, your heart starting to race. “I need you. I want-I need-please just-Bucky you have to eat me out and let me feel your hair.” You rushed out, your pulse quickening as you spoke.

Bucky’s eyes widened and the elevator stopped, the doors sliding open. You quickly grabbed Bucky’s hand and pulled him along to your bedroom. You needed Bucky now, you couldn’t wait. He looked undeniably sexy with his shorter hair. At this moment in time, you never knew how you needed short hair Bucky in your life.

You pushed your door open and slammed Bucky against it. He grunted and you hopped into his arms. “Doll, what’s gotten into you?” Bucky chuckled as he took you over to the bed.

You pulled Bucky on top of you and crashed your lips against his. You moaned into the kiss and let your hands feel Bucky’s hair for the first time today. It felt soft and so short, but you loved it. You heard Bucky growl low in his throat as you tugged on it.

Bucky hands roughly pulled down your pants and panties, throwing them to the floor. He kissed your neck and slid your shirt off, tossing it to the pile. You bit your lip and felt his hand move down to your clit. Bucky moaned as he felt how wet you were.

“Fuck, Y/N, you’re already so wet.” Bucky said with a smirk. You looked at him and his hair was ruffled and it looked so sexy. Bucky kissed down your torso after taking your bra off. You were completely bare and exposed to Bucky.

A moan fell from your lips when you felt Bucky kiss the inside of your thigh. His stubble rubbed against your skin and goosebumps covered you. Bucky smirked, looking up at you. His arms wrapped over your waist and he began to lick up your slit.

You gasped as your eyes closed and your hips jerked from being so sensitive. Bucky’s tongue flicked against your clit before he sucked on it. Your hands flew to his hair and you tugged on it, causing Bucky to moan against you.

Bucky’s short hair was quickly becoming your favorite thing. You could feel him groaning as you raked your hands through his hair over and over again, pulling at it.

You opened your eyes to watch Bucky and he was already staring up at you. He shook his head back and forth before shoving his tongue into your soaked pussy. You moaned, your voice coming out higher.

Bucky slid in two fingers and pumped them in and out of you fast, hitting your g-spot continuously. You arched your back and Bucky held your hips down as you started to cum, your moans catching in your throat.

Your pussy throbbed and Bucky kept going, wanting you to come again. Your thighs shook around his head and his short hair tickled your skin. Bucky moaned again, licking long and hard stripes on your pussy.

Another orgasm was fast approaching and you relished in the sounds coming from between your legs. It was sloppy and wet, loud and naughty. Your nails scraped against Bucky’s head and you tugged on his hair as hard as you could as you came for the second time.

Your chest was rising and falling quickly as Bucky pulled away from your pussy with a loud smack. “God, you’re gonna rip my hair out one day.” Bucky said with a deep chuckle. You lazily looked up at Bucky as he hovered over you again.

Bucky’s hair was wild and you blushed at how you messed it up so badly. He was just so hot with short hair. “I love your long hair, but damn, your short hair is amazing.” You breathed out with a smile.

You felt Bucky rub his clothed hard cock against your sensitive pussy. Bucky wiped at his lips and chin, licking off his fingers. “Well, you taste amazing. Think your pretty pussy can come for me one more time?” Bucky asked, leaning down to kiss you.

You pulled him closer and helped him take off his pants and boxers. Bucky immediately slid inside of your pussy. You gasped, feeling full and overstimulated. Bucky groaned and started thrusting in and out of you slowly.

Your hands rested in Bucky’s hair and you tried to tug gently on it, not wanting to hurt him. Bucky looked into your eyes and bit his lip, watching your face contort with pleasure from his thick cock. “Pull on it.” Bucky rasped.

You looked up at him hesitantly. “I pulled hard last time, I don’t wan-” Bucky growled and thrust into you faster, using his flesh hand to rub fast circles on your clit. The action caused your fingers to tighten in his hair and yank his head back a tad. “Fuck!” Bucky yelled, a wicked smile on his face.

You moaned at the sight and watched his eyes roll into the back of his head as you tugged on his hair again. You felt yourself getting closer and you squealed, the force of his thrusts sending you in a state of euphoria.

Bucky fucked you harder and you felt the bed slam into the wall. Bucky stared down at you and brought his hand up to grip your throat. A moan got caught in your throat. “Fuck. Cum, Y/N. I wanna feel you clench around me. Yes, you’re such a good girl.” Bucky groaned, his hips slapping into yours.

Your back arched and your legs tightened around Bucky’s waist as you started to cum. “Your pussy is so good!” Bucky shouted, an animalistic growl falling from his mouth. You felt hot spurts of his cum filling you up and you gasped for air, coming down from your orgasm.

You moaned lightly, gently massaging your hands through Bucky’s hair. Bucky collapsed on top of you, breathing heavily. He rolled off of you and chuckled deeply. “God. If that’s how you act when I get a hair cut, I wonder what’ll happen if I shave my beard.” Bucky said, looking over at you.

“You better not!” You giggled and blushed, leaning up. You groaned as you felt sore and your pussy was throbbing. Bucky sat up and helped you to the bathroom to clean you up. 

You smiled and looked up at Bucky. He was brushing his hair now.. “You look really handsome, Bucky.” You whispered, taking in how his hair looked. Bucky smiled down at you and kissed you. “Let’s get dressed and take a bunch of selfies.” You snorted and followed after Bucky.

Bucky’s short hair was definitely your favorite thing.

Note: this is short (omg a pun!) but I hope you like it!! Bucky with short hair is easily the cutest thing. thanks for the request! feedback is always welcome! .c

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For months, Sam begged to be taken to a dress shop. “Just to look around.” he told his brother, day after day, hoping to reason with him. 

His words didn’t seem to work even after offering Dean the small allowance that John had given him in the past from doing things like, the dishes and researching the next case for him. On the ride home from school, Sam asked once more and after watching Dean grow angry and flustered from the question, the boy stopped asking. It wasn’t easy to ignore the way he squirmed around against the seat, white knuckling the steering wheel and breathing heavily.

“Dean? I didn’t mean to make you- so… mad.” The teen uncomfortably pressed himself as far into the door as possible, would rather be anywhere than the passenger seat, in that moment. The rest of the ride home was silent, and when Sam got out of the car, he was left in the dust, watching as the impala peeled out onto the gravel road. 

The next few hours were the longest of his life. Without Dean there, he was beyond bored and so exhausted from worrying that he couldn’t keep his eyes open anymore. Moments after falling asleep, the motel door was being slammed open and shut quickly, making the boy jump awake and sit up near the edge.

A plastic bag was dropped in his lap and wide eyes followed Dean as he walked toward the opposite bed. 

“You’re welcome, Princess.” Dean sighed softly, back turned toward his baby brother, eyes closed.

Sam took the bag to the bathroom and sat on the edge of the tub, pulling out the contents. It was soft, was the first thing to cross his mind. The second thing was ‘Holy shit, Dean bought me a dress.’ It was a cotton baby doll t-shirt dress. Black, and simple, no ruffles or silk or anything, and Sam loved it that way.

Putting it on was easy, his tall lanky body fit perfectly into the soft fabric. No curves to be hugged made for a straight silhouette but he didn’t mind. Though when he realized that his briefs stuck out at the bottom, he ended up taking them off, letting them fall to the floor and leaving them there. Too excited to get out of there and to show Dean.

Upon exiting the bathroom, he found himself standing at the edge of the bed, eyeing his brother. “Dean?” He asked quietly, and instead of asking anything more, the boy reached down and held to Dean’s hand, lifting it to slowly caress at the soft cotton. 

Green eyes rolled open and scanned over Sam’s small body, before creasing as he smirked. 

“Lay down, Sam.”

Night Surprise

Smut. Jungkook X Reader Okay. It had been months now that Jungkook had been on tour. I missed him dearly but still got to see his face everyday at least. Today I was in a particularly playful mood. “Baby I miss you so much. Only three more months to go!” His voice dropped lower from earnest to desperate. “and I’ll be home to show you how much I’ve really missed you.” My head fluttered and my stomach clenched, I closed my eyes and let my mind run wild with what could happen when my love finally returned home. I was pulled out of my thoughts by a low groan. “Baby that face, cmon I’m with the guys you can’t get me like this. Ah fuck.” I smiled before I opened my eyes to look at him, squirming in his seat. I bit my lip and closed my eyes again, throwing my head back and sliding my hands down my stomach, making my way further down, making sure he could see my every move. I could hear his sharp intake of breath and I had to stop myself from giggling. I licked my lips and moaned slightly, but the moan that escaped jungkooks lips nearly made me cum right then. “Baby what are you doing to me? Please, please stop. I can’t, I’m about to perform I can’t be thinking about this, fuck I need to go sort myself out.” I laughed and opened my eyes looking at him again, holding my hands up showing him I’m not doing anything anymore. He lifted his laptop up to look at his crotch, I saw his eyes widen in shock and the laptop was put back down very quickly. “Fuck I’ve really got to go baby. I love you so fucking much.” “I love you too,” I sang, then dropped into a whisper. “Think of me.” I winked and shut the call off as he groaned and bit his lip. I loved teasing jungkook while he was away, it made his return home sooo much more interesting and passionate. Although he was only a half hour away, my work meant I wouldn’t go visit him, but at least he was close. After having a bath and changing into some silk pants and loose top I climbed into bed and turned on YouTube. Watching Bangtan Bombs before bed made it easier to imagine he was still here with me and not on tour miles away… After watching about 8 videos I felt my eyes start to close and he body sink as I fell into peaceful sleep. Jungkooks pov I held the key in my hand, my body shaking with excitement. After the show tonight our Manager told us that we have two days free to go home or explore the city so of course I came home right away. I didn’t bother telling y/n because I wanted to surprise her. I shook my head, cmon she’s right in there stop being so nervous! I pushed the key in to the door and quietly opened it. All the light were off but I could hear faint noises coming from her room. She must have the tv on, I rationalised. I shut the door slowly and walked to our room. I peered in, hoping to surprise her but she was fast asleep, her laptop nearly falling off the side of the bed. I took two quick steps and caught it before it fell, she was watching videos of me how cute. I turned it off and placed it on the side. My plan to surprise her tonight didn’t go as I wanted so I change the plan. She’d just have to discover me asleep next to her in the morning. Well, that was the plan until I heard soft moans leaving her lips, her body jolting and grinding against the sheets. She was having a wet dream. I smiled so wide. New plan. I pulled my top over my head, kicked my shoes and socks off and pulled the covers off her. I just stared at her body, squirming and moving like that, I could feel myself getting hard. I leant over her, careful not to wake her. I kissed along her jaw and down her neck, causing little moans to fill the room. “What do you want baby?” I whispered, almost inaudibly. “Your mouth.” She whispered back. Looks like this is an interactive dream then. I smirked as I pulled down her silk pants and exposed her. My eyes nearly rolled out of my head. Man I missed this pussy. My tongue stuck out before I was even near, far too excited for my own good. I flattened my tongue and licked a fat strip up her slit, moaning as she gasped. I curled my tongue around her clit fast, harsh, desperate. Her legs bucked and nearly strangled me. I laughed and grabbed her thighs, painfully gripping my fingers in so she wouldn’t move. “Jungkook?!” Y/n POV “Jungkook?!” I didn’t even need to open my eyes to recognise that tongue. I thought I was dreaming but I lifted my head and there he was, smirking head between my legs, his lips and chin wet. I stroked his hair, and smiled at him, god I missed him. He kept staring into my eyes but lowered his head once again, licking and sucking so hard I couldn’t breathe. I arched my back to give him better access and threw my head back, unable to keep the screams from flowing out of my mouth. As if I wasn’t crumbling enough under his tongue, he added two, three fingers, stretching me obscenely. I could do nothing. I was frozen in place, being abused so roughly and passionately. A pain built up in my chest and I realised I hadn’t been breathing. I took in gulp after gulp of air until I was panting like crazy. My legs were starting to shake as I got closer and closer. “Oppa! Oppa! I’m going to c-cum p-please ahhh” I squealed as the abuse somehow got more intense, he bit into my clit with such force I thought I was bleeding, but the pain only fuelled my pleasure, my need for release. “Cum for me” he growled. I could do nothing but follow the orders, my body completely slaved to his mouth. Tears rolled down my face as I hit wave after wave of release. Finally he pulled away, licking his lips he stared up at me. He climbed so he was directly above, his dick was solid against my thigh, harder than I have ever felt it. “You taste so amazing baby. So amazing.” I sucked onto his fingers and licked them clean. “Mmmm.” He sighed. “I missed you so much.” I gasped. He sighed peacefully, his breath just as ragged as mine. I felt my eyes closing, my body exhausted after the abuse. I heard him chuckle. “I’m not done with you yet baby girl.” My eyes flew open as I felt him thrust against my entrance. His jeans were harsh against my already sore core but I craved the friction. He lifted my top over my head and started pawing at my exposed tits. He groaned deep in his throat and thrust harder against me. He bit down underneath my breast making me cry out, jungkooks pain kink was starting to rub off on me and he was basking in it. I could feel the probably purple swells he was forming under my boobs, marking me, claiming me. “Now, now jungkook. Please.. please..” I begged. His eyes rolled back in his head as he moaned, I drank it up, catching his lips in mine, trying and failing to momentarily dominate my lover. He smiled at my outburst, before throwing me harshly onto my stomach, two quick and loud smacks to my ass. Punishment. I bit the sheets, oh I love it when Kookies home. I felt him poking at my entrance before he thrust into my fully. An empty scream left my mouth and tears fell from my eyes but I couldn’t deny the pleasure that followed. He rammed into my mercilessly, chasing his own release. He dragged me up onto all fours, still pounding. His kisses on my shoulders were sloppy and wet, he was close. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back as his bit my neck, body going stiff as he came inside me. “I love seeing you cry over my cock.” He whispered against my neck, licking up my tears. His words were all it took to trigger my own release, making me collapse, completely limp. Jungkook rolled off of me and lay by my side, stroking circles onto my bare back. “I love you so much. I hope I wasn’t too rough tonight.” I looked over to him, eyes half closed and panting. “No Oppa, that was perfect.”

Originally posted by officialwookkibby

Lovers Quarrel

A/N: Bungou Stray Dogs (Soukoku) -  1. “I want to hate you. I should hate you.” - Omg this fic XDD well. It is very intense lololol. Brace yourselves for the tickle war of a lifetime :”)) I don’t even know why I had this idea. I just thought Soukoku would be the kind of ship where everything extreme. And then I really mean EXTREME

[part of this fic was written when I was totally tipsy last night huehue I should do more tipsy-writing] Big thanks @ticklygiggles for proofreading /)///(\

Summary: On a peaceful Saturday morning, Chuuya takes Dazai out grocery shopping and it turns out into the biggest chaos ever- reminding Chuuya why actually he should just leave Dazai at home, and that their lovers quarrels are definitely not meant to be taken outdoors. Definitely not.

Word Count: 2614

“And why did I have to come with you again?” Dazai groaned lazily and squirmed in the passenger seat, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in.

“Because you will sleep all day if I’d leave you at home and that frustrates me to death,” was Chuuya’s salty reply while he kept his eyes on the road. Dazai scoffed and stretched out.

“But I’m tired,” he whined, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

“Anyone would be after staying up the fucking night looking up romantic suicide methods,” his grumpy boyfriend growled. Well, that was true. 

“And no we are not gonna do it dammit, you psycho!” Chuuya yelled when Dazai tried to bring that up again, and he steered violently and Dazai was thrown against the door on his side and he whined in protest. 

“Well you are gonna kill us if you keep driving like that Chuu,” Dazai said teasingly, casually returning in his sitting position as if he hadn’t been falling to the side uncharmingly.

“Shut up! I’m driving like a gentleman!” Dazai chuckled when Chuuya yelled this because the red head had bright red cheeks and he looked like a madman driving their car.

“Oh right you are.” Chuuya tensed up when Dazai was sneaky enough to reach out and creep his fingers up Chuuya’s side.

“I swear, don’t you –” Chuuya accidentally honked when Dazai suddenly dove at him, both hands aimed at his sides and Chuuya hysterically shrieked and pulled the steering wheel wildly.

“FUHuhuck Dazai!” Chuuya nearly jumped and bounced in his seat, his tiny body squirming in the driver’s seat while he did his best to keep the car on the road. Dazai smirked when Chuuya toppled forward, almost leaning on the steering wheel while his body shook with giggles. 

A traffic light; Dazai’s big chance. He lunged even more towards his smaller boyfriend and grabbed both his sides, groping and fondling his tender body and sneaking his fingers up his ribs where he knew the guy was hella ticklish.

“STOh-stahahap! Dazai I s-swear! I’m gonna kihihill you!” Chuuya squirmed and slapped around, shrieking when the light turned to green and as a reflex he stepped on the gas. There they went, with a ticklish driver getting it from his retarded lover. 

“Don’t you get it Chuuya? I’m angry. Even after dating me all this time, you still don’t understand what I see in the beauty of suicide. You just-” Dazai wiggled his fingers down Chuuya’s body and the poor guy screeched.

“Don’t - get - it. It makes me want to fuck you up.” His tickling grew more violent. He wasn’t afraid of death or accidents because they’d had harder things to deal with in their lives. Besides, Chuuya was one of the better drivers he ever met in his whole life. He could take it. 

And he wasn’t wrong. Sure they missed a few red lights after that, they got a lot of cars scolding them for the hysterical driving style with loud and furious honks, they even drove a little part over a grass lane but all was fine when they came to a halt with squealing tires - slightly hitting one of the cars that stood parked there. Only then, Dazai finally stopped.

Chuuya huffed, his hands still clenching the steering wheel, and he lowered his head while he caught his breath. 

“I want to hate you. I should hate you,” Chuuya muttered, panting and looking up at him and raising one trembling hand to point at him as he took a deep shakey breath before answering his frustrations.

“Because it’s still fucking insane. Why die when we can live together?!” Chuuya kicked open his door and stepped out of the car, avoiding the glances of concerned passengers, and making his way into the supermarket. 

Yes, supermarket. This was all because of doing the fucking groceries on a peaceful Saturday morning. Dazai sighed and followed him, still feeling as vengeful as ever.

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biffbang  asked:

"There was a power outage and now we have to have dinner by candlelight." room mates Kylux (bonus points if they aren't involved at the beginning!)

“Relax, it’ll be back on soon.”
“How soon?”
“Why, you afraid of the dark?”
Hux scoffed as he lit a candle. He’d just finished making dinner, and Kylo was about to microwave his when the power went out.
So Hux, begrudgingly, offered to share. Now they were eating in awkward silence with candles littering the table.
“This almost feels like a date,” Kylo joked to lighten the mood.
“Yes, paper plates and plastic cutlery. Quite romantic,” Hux replied.
“Best date I’ve ever been on.”
“Really? What kind of dates exactly have you been going on?”
Kylo squirmed in his seat and looked away.
“I, uh, I’ve never been on a date.”
Hux nearly choked.
“What’s the big deal?” Kylo asked, getting angry.
“I just, would have expected….” Hux trailed off.
“Why would you expect that?”
“Come off it, you’re a handsome fellow, it’s shocking you haven’t been on a date,” Hux said.
Due to the candlelight Hux couldn’t see the blush on Kylo’s face.
“You think so?”
Hux took a moment to look at his roommate through the darkness. The candlelight seemed to make his skin glow and his eyes glimmer. He looked beautiful.
“Tell you what, why don’t you let me take you on a real date tomorrow night,” Hux offered. He couldn’t stop the words as they tumbled out of his mouth.
Kylo looked taken aback.
“Really?” he asked, his voice cracking. He quickly cleared his throat, quite embarrassed. “I mean, yeah, sure, sounds cool.”
Hux smiled down at his plate. Maybe the lights going out wasn’t such a bad thing after all.

ML: Reverse Crush Au Drabble

Marichat Reverse Crush Au Drabble here

Ladrien Reverse Crush Au Drabble

In the universe where Marinette/Ladybug likes Chat and Chat/Adrien likes Marinette! In this Au during the umbrella scene Adrien was the one to fall for Marinette. Marinette while having forgiven Adrien of the gum incident doesn’t totally trust him because you know- Chloe.

Adrien squirmed uncomfortably in his seat like he did everyday because how could he not when his crush was sitting right behind him. When the final bell rang he breathed a sigh of relief. he could finally be released from this uncomfortable blushing prison. Nino winked at Adrien before turning around in his seat. Adrien stiffened.

“Hey Alya, Marinette! Adrien and I were going to go see a movie later today, you guys wanna join?” Nino asked shooting a grin over at Adrien. Adrien didn’t dare turn around to look at Marinette.

“That sounds great! What do you say Marinette?” Alya nudged Marinette. Marinette grimaced but turned to Nino with a smile.

“Yeah I guess,” Marinette didn’t sound the least bit excited about the outing. Adrien finally turned around a blush already creeping on his face. He smiled nervously at Marinette. When she glanced his way the smile quickly dropped and he could feel his face begin to turn red.

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road head(nsfw)

conor always looked good in sweatpants. he looked especially good when he was sprawled out on jack’s couch. his fingers gripped the xbox controller tightly, his tongue stuck between his teeth in concentration. 

you were over at jack’s new place to help him out with a few things and of course conor and jack had started a game of fifa. you were sat at jack’s dining table watching them play.

your eyes kept roaming conor’s relaxed body. your mind wandered off as your eyes stilled on his bulge, memories of previous nights danced around. 

you crossed your legs to produce some friction as you thought about how good conor could make you feel. you started squirming in your seat as the thoughts started consuming your brain. your mind was screaming for conor.

you knew it would be hard to get conor to go home because he seemed to be having a good time. you walked over to where he was laying and sat next to his legs. jack was sat on the floor, staring at the t.v. intently. your hand smoothed up his thigh and hovered over his bulge. you could feel his body tense. 

you knew he wouldn’t say anything, as he didn’t want to get caught. your hand slipped into his pants. he inhaled sharply, trying to stay as quiet as possible. maybe it wouldn’t be as hard as you thought to get him to leave. you crept your body on top of his so your mouth was on his neck. your fingers wrapped around his dick as your teeth sunk into the skin under his ear. 

his breathing increased but he still remained cool. your lips pouted as this is the opposite of what you wanted. your fingers started massaging his dick and you continued your kisses on his neck. he still didn’t have a reaction. 

you frowned again as you pulled your hand out of his pants. a sigh of relief escaped his body. you brought your hand to your mouth and spit on it. your hand returned to his dick. your fingers moved faster now. his fingers were turning white from how hard he was grabbing the controller.

you brought your mouth up to his ear and bit it softly. “take me home daddy” you whispered.

he lost it and pushed you off of him. he threw the controller to the couch and grabbed your hand swiftly. “we’re leaving she doesn’t feel well” he explained to jack, who was confused. 

before jack had the time to respond, conor held you in front of his growing bulge and pushed you out the door.

“fuck you. you’re gonna get it when we get home.” he grabbed your wrist and started dragging you to the car. your mind swirled with lust as you tried to keep up with him.

you got to his car and he fumbled with his keys, his mind caught up in his dick. you got into the car and conor sped out of the parking garage. “conor! calm down!” you scolded. 

“how the fuck am i supposed to calm down when i’m this hard?!?” he motioned to his dick. you smirked as an idea popped into you head. 

“let me take care of that for you baby” he looked over to you in confusion and lust. 

you leaned over the console and pressed a kiss to his soft lips. you brought your head further down and stuck your hand into his pants. his soft groan gave you goosebumps when your hand wrapped around his hard dick.

you pulled his length out and pressed a kiss to the head. you spit softly on his dick and started pumping your hand. you looked up at conor to see him biting his lip. his hands were wrapped tight around the steering wheel.

your lips wrapped around the tip of his dick and hollowed out your cheeks, causing him to groan out. “fuck baby please” 

his left hand tangled themselves in your hair, guiding you farther down his cock. you let him control you, knowing he loved dominating you. your fingers lightly squeezed his balls and his hand pushed your head down farther. 

you brought your head up for air and grabbed his dick in your hand. you started sucking on the sides of his dick from the head to the base. you traced the prominent vein on his dick with your tongue sucking the tip every time you got there.

conor was having trouble staying focused so you pulled away. “what the fuck angel?” he spat out. “i wanna stay safe” you replied innocently. 

conor swerved into the nearest parking lot, almost hitting another car. you gasped and grabbed onto your seat as the car skidded to a stop. conor grabbed your waist and pulled you onto his lap. his lips were attacking your neck as he pulled your pants down you legs.

his hands pushed your underwear to the side and slid his dick inside you. his hands grabbed at your ass leading you up and down his length. you couldn’t control your moans as he filled you up. 

he hid his face in your neck in attempt to quiet himself, as he was being quite vocal as well. “conor fuck!” you squealed as his dick hit your g spot. you wrapped your fingers in his hair and bounced on his dick faster.

you could feel your stomach clenching up, in need of release. “con i’m-” you were interrupted with a loud moan and a warm feeling entering you.  conor’s orgasm triggered yours, your whole body clenching and shaking. 

“fuck we need to get home” conor stated, pushing you into the passenger seat. he started the car and raced down the road, eager for round two.

you watched conor’s frazzled state, instantly turned on again. you slipped your fingers past the band of your underwear, brushing against your clit. you gasped out as your fingers moved in circles, giving you a warm rush of pleasure. 

conor’s eyes tore themselves off the road to see you. “fuck babygirl you can’t do this to me” he mumbled.

you pushed a finger inside yourself in response, your body letting out a soft groan. conor’s foot pressed harder down on the pedal.

your finger pumped in and out of your pussy, each time causing a moan to fall out of your mouth. you added another finger, in need of something more. “mm fuck baby” you moaned out. 

conor’s head was spinning. he couldn’t get home fast enough. you had three fingers inside of you now, giving you intense pleasure. the car lurched to a hard stop and conor raced out of the car. he ran to your side and grabbed you.

he got you inside and on your bed, his fingers replacing yours. “you’re in for it babygirl”

“#8 with Mads siding with Hamilton over Bae Jeffie?” -  requested by @miss-samelove

Word Count: 562

Warnings: swearing (I know, I know, I’m sorry)

“Okay, so now that both sides have had their turn to share, the remainder of the class is going to take a vote,” Mr. Washington said tiredly after wrapping up yet another rapid-fire debate between the debate club’s two captains; Alexander and Thomas.

James squirmed in his seat. While Thomas was his best friend, for this particular argument, he found his views aligning more with Alexander’s, and was unsure how to vote. Before he could deliberate for long, though, Washington called out, “In favour of Alex?”

James tentatively rose his hand along with the majority of the club. Thomas’ jaw dropped.

“Excellent. Well argued, both of you, but this debate goes to Alexander. Congratulations,” Mr. Washington said, starting the applause that the rest of the class picked up as Alexander took a cocky bow.

While everyone started packing up, Thomas strode angrily over to his friend. “Jemmy, what the hell? Are you really taking his side against me?

James flushed. “It doesn’t really matter, Thomas, it was just a little debate.”

“No, you embarrassed me! Not even my own best friend voted for me?!” Thomas cried.

James looked down, guilt boiling inside. “We don’t always have to agree, Thomas. I can have opinions that are different than yours.”

“But we’re friends! You should support me – I would do it for you!”

“I don’t see why this is such a big deal!” James cried defensively. The other students, still packing up, started to look over in curiosity at the commotion.

“It’s a big deal because we’re supposed to be best friends! Now you’re totally turning your back on me!” Thomas spit angrily.

“You’re being so stupid!” James yelled back, tears stinging his eyes; he hated being yelled at. “Leave me alone.”

He stalked away angrily, slamming the classroom door behind him and sniffling. He felt a sick feeling in his stomach at the thought of Thomas hating him. He loved Thomas… more than just as friends, so it hurt him twice as much when they were in a fight. He hugged himself tightly as he left the school, pinching his sides in an attempt not to cry.

“James! Wait!” he heard Thomas cry from behind him. He stopped in his tracks and turned around to see his best friend rushing toward him.

“Go away, Thomas, I don’t want to be yelled at right now,” James said, feeling pathetic.

“No, Jemmy, I’m really sorry,” Thomas said, looking down at the ground in shame. “You’re allowed to have whatever opinions you want, just…”

“Just what?” James asked, still bitter.

“Just… it means a lot to me that you’re on my side, because… well, it doesn’t matter why, but…” Thomas struggled to get the words out.

“Thomas,” James said, touching his friend’s arm. “I’m always on your side for the important stuff. But that doesn’t mean we have to agree on everything.”

“I just… need to know that you’re with me.”

“Why does it matter to you so much?” James asked curiously.

“Because – because –” Thomas struggled to get the words out. “Fuck it,” he said, and leaned down to plant a kiss on his friend’s lips.

Taken aback at first, James soon relaxed into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Thomas, drawing him closer. When they broke apart, they both giggled nervously.

“Well, I definitely don’t disagree with that,” James said, and Thomas laughed, pulling him in for another kiss.

Always Willing to Help

Summary: I had a request for Nothing Is Working from Dean’s perspective. The reader has been having a hard time getting off. Dean happens to hear her cry out in frustration one time and she’s so upset that she blurts out what’s going on. He, of course, gives her a hand.

Author:  Dean’s Dirty Little Secret

Characters:  Dean Winchester x female reader

Word Count:  2587

Warnings:  nsfw, explicit language, explicit sexual content, fingering, unprotected sex

Originally posted by hunterchesters

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Otayuri headcanons #7

-Beka and Yuri would do all sorts of things other people would consider as date-y, but for the two of them, Yuri especially, it’s really just hanging out with a friend, which is in and of itself already super exciting for the boy.

-Whenever Yura comes up with his ideas, Beka just nods happily and internally he is still screaming because the guy he’s been waiting to be friends with for five years is asking him to come along to whatever place he wants to go – and that’s already more than he could’ve hoped for.

-When they’re at the cinema the first time, Yura is super excited. However, about halfway through the film, Beka notices how the boy keeps fidgeting and squirming in his seat.

-Beka asks what’s going on and Yura mumbles something about not having enough space to move. Beka understands, Yura normally lounges around like a cat, with his limbs and arms everywhere. Being confined to the small cinema chairs must be horrible for him.

-So next time they plan to see a movie, Yura is remarkably less enthusiastic about it. Beka has an idea and offers to book the seats beforehand.Yura agrees.

-They pick up the tickets and Yura blindly follows Beka to the screen. They walk up the dimly lit stairs, and he sighs at the prospect of sitting in these tiny chairs again, worse even, next to people he doesn’t know. 

-Yura tries hard to hide his worsening mood when Beka suddenly stops walking and he runs into his broad back.

-The taller boy steps aside – and reveals the couple’s chair. Beka waits for the reaction. Now that they’re actually here he does start to worry a bit –maybe he was being too bold? The boy’s cheeks are flushed, but aside from that he just looks surprised and mildly amused.

-“Pffffff, seriously?! I’ve always wanted to be in one of these!” Yuri cries excitedly, and he jumps into the crimson coloured seat. He stretches until his legs hang off the arm rests, but he looks so comfortable and cosy and Beka wouldn’t be surprised to hear him purr.

-“You’re not making room for me?” Beka asks amused and Yuri grins. The blond moves, but not much, and Beka decides to be bold again. He slides into the wide seat next to Yuri and just lifts the younger’s slim legs and drapes them across his own thighs.

-“Better?” he asks and Yura grins happily. He even snuggles a little closer and steals some of Beka’s popcorn.


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“Trixie is wrapping up the episode and Katya makes sure to add in a little joke or two. Trixie is squirming in her seat, and Katya finds herself staring at Trixie’s lap, staring so intently that she feels the physical difference, almost a click when she forces her eyes to break away. She looks up at Trixie through her lashes and Trixie’s eyes are on her and Katya can’t stop herself when she says: “Sorry, I’m just so fucking horny.””

anonymous asked:

How would gaara react if his s/o kiss him in front of his friends/family (naruto, temari,kankuro,lee, the kages!!..) or if his s/o would be pretty loving (u understand 😜) and how friend/family react??! Also:I really like your headcanons



  • Gaara has never minded that you are a loving person, your spontaneous romance has always lifted his spirits. that being said, he’s still never quite used to it. 
  • Gaara is certainly embarrassed and the color of his cheeks is no less a violent red than that of his hair. he’s a private person so public displays of affection never fail to get him squirming in his seat. you can definitely notice the way he swallows heavily and starts looking the floor with rapt attention, sometimes even going as far to turn away from everyone so they don’t see the blushing glow he has. 
  • Naruto refuses to let it drop and goads him like he’s expecting some soft core porn to be acted out in front of him. the other kages couldn’t really care less, most mildly humored (or annoyed) but Naruto’s childish behavior and somewhat pleasantly surprised that Gaara has a love life of any sort. it’s one thing to hear about it, but an entirely different thing to see it. 
  • Kankuro and Temari just find it hilarious. the first time they got a look at the two of you blushing like mad after brushing hands over a mission file they lost it. Kankuro was sure he almost ruptured his spleen from laughing so hard and Temari makes sure to bring it up to as many people as she can. 
  • bonus: Lee thinks the two of you are positively darling (#relationshipgoals) and could be expected to hide in the bushes singing “ Shalalalala, my oh my, looks like the boy’s too shy…” 

anonymous asked:

Your Petra is wonderful! She seems to breathe a life of her own, you've got her well worked out in her own personality and the relationships she has with others. She's sweet but stern at times when she needs to be, funny in others and always cute. I don't know the mun but you seem really nice too, and your writing on its own is one of my favorites to find on the dash! Always a joy to read! Shoutout to the friendship you have with the-incredible-mrs-dawk as well, you guys are precious!

Go on ANON and tell me what you think of me.

Ahh thank you very much! Super glad you think so, Petra is so very near and dear to my heart and I always hope I am doing such a wonderful character the justice she deserves!

You are too sweet to send this, and despite just getting to it now it was certainly a wonderful thing to wake up to this morning!

Also tagging the best bitch in this too for the shoutout!


I honestly head canon Tony with ADHD so hard because like. 

Symptoms of ADHD

  • Being disorganized; the man is a mess – he relies a lot on Pepper to tell him where to be an what to be doing. (he’s improved some as he’s aged in this regard)
  • Lack focus - or rather, he focuses on things he doesn’t need to be focusing on (tinkering w/ cars) instead of things he should be focusing on (meetings)
  • Have trouble staying on topic while talking, not listening to others, and not following social rules (does this need discussing?)
  • Be forgetful about daily activities (for example, missing appointments)
  • Be easily distracted by things like trivial noises or events that are usually ignored by others (being handed things (though this might be a sensory thing, though its not uncommon for people with ADHD to have sensory issues)
  • Fidget and squirm when seated - or tapping the arc reactor, drumming his fingers
  • Get up frequently to walk or run around - the man is literally always moving, whether he’s pacing or fidgeting or bouncing his leg
  • Always be “on the go” -again, does this need explaining? if he’s not literally out and about he’s always doing something – whether thats attending meetings, or working in the workshop or vigilante justice
  • Talk excessively (this is case and point)
  • Have a hard time waiting for their turn. (^)
  • Blurt out answers before someone finishes asking them a question. (^^)
  • Frequently interrupt or intrude on others. This often happens so much that it causes problems in social or work settings. (^^^)
  • Start conversations at inappropriate times.
  • Forgetting to eat. - We know he won’t leave his workshop for days sometimes. 
  • Hyperfocus – it’s this really unnerving dissociative thing that happens when someone with ADHD gets so focused on something that they literally lose track of time and forget to eat, sometimes won’t get up and move for hours on end. – Tony’s time in the workshop when he’s in there for days.