And that just sounded really dirty and gave me all kinds of thoughts

a comprehensive list of every harry potter character i want to know more about
  • hannah abbott - is she doing okay? how’s her and neville’s relationship going? do they have any kids? does she make like the best butterbeer ever? i want to know
  • bathsheda babbling - apparently she was the ancient runes teacher at hogwarts and truly i just want to know more about her because look at that fucking name
  • katie bell - how’s my girl katie doing? hopefully not too affected by that whole dark curse thing she had to deal with? also i just want to know more about her like how’d she get into quidditch what were her stats like when did her and oliver wood get married
  • phineas negillus black - truly it’s tragic that whenever i picture him in my mind i see phineas from phineas and ferb with black hair and a very large black wizarding cloak on but like besides that how was he as a headmaster? what was he like? does he take joy in being a little dick head? i truly want to know
  • susan bones - how is she after her aunt’s death? what’s she doing with her life? susan bones sounds like the type of girl who’d be really really good at braiding hair. is she really really good at braiding hair?
  • lavender brown - i hope she’s doing okay and that she’s learning to live with the scars greyback gave her and hopefully she’s not a werewolf and listen she just liked ron is that really such a crime jk rowling did her so dirty!!! also i want to know everything about her and parvati’s relationship “friendship” and all the crazy make-outs shenanigans they got into
  • charity burbage - how’d she get into teaching muggle studies? was she scared those last few moments of her life? was she a good teacher? why the hell did jk rowling never let us witness a muggle studies class
  • alecto & amycus carrow - damn tell me everything about these two what was their childhood how’d they get into the dark arts literally how far were they willing to go because like torturing children is just fucking evil
  • the cattermoles - did they actually grab their family and get out of britain?? i sure hope so
  • penelope clearwater - how’s she doing??? did she get like fucking awesome grades?? how’d she react when percy was being a Dick? important questions
  • dennis creevey - legit how many times did collin write to him about harry? i bet dennis was like “jesus fuck mate shut up”. is he doing okay? i sure hope so. i hope he got into photography too
  • fleur delacour - listen i just want to know MORE what kind of student was she??? how many friends did she have??? i want more elaboration on her relationship with her sister. i want a whole god damn book just about fleur’s life. god damn it
  • dedalus diggle - how did anyone let him become an auror with a name like that
  • the dumbledores - please, for the love of god, i’d die if jk rowling gave us a book on the dumbledores. think about all that information. wow.
  • arabella figg - how did a squib get in contact with dumbledore? how was her life growing up being a squib? what were all her cat’s names? did she go play bridge every night with her friends? these are questions i need answers to
  • seamus finnigan - “me mam” oh you sweet boy how i love you. when was the first time he and dean kissed and was it as magical as he thought?? i won’t rest until i am answered
  • mundungnus fletcher - so like did he become like he is because of his name or did he change his name to reflect the fact that he was an utter piece of shit
  • filius flitwick - how’d he get into charms!!! what were his favorite teaching methods!!! favorite students!!! literally anything!!!
  • florean fortescue - i want to know every single damn flavor of ice cream he had in his shop. also, did he ever reopen it??
  • astoria greengrass - how’d she and draco meet? what are her political views?? her family life??? what kind of mother was she to scorpius?? i bet she was a damn elegant one
  • rubeus hagrid - like i want DETAILS about his life at hogwarts. every damn one. and about his life afterwards. i want a tour of his cottage. transcripts of every date he went on with madame maxime or whatever. a list of every single pet he ever owned. i want stories about him going to romania and visiting charlie. i want EVERYTHING
  • angelina johnson - my BITCH how’s she doing???? how’s life after hogwarts for her?? is she kicking ass and taking names?? i sure hope so. is she playing quidditch? or maybe she’s like a wizarding lawyer or something like stone cold bitch!!!! love that girl. what kind of mother is she? when did she and george fall in love?? does she still meet up with alicia spinnet and katie bell every once in a while for tea and biscuits and a chat?
  • lee jordan - IS HE A PROFESSIONAL COMMENTATOR. THAT’S ALL I WANT TO KNOW
  • bellatrix lestrange - i honestly just want to know everything about her. how was she growing up? her relationship with her sisters? when did she like fall in love or infatuation or lust or whatever with voldemort??? is like the no nose thing a kink? when’d she lose her mind? important questions
  • frank and alice longbottom - how’d they meet? how’d they fall in love? how’d they get married? they deserved better
  • ernie macmillan - did he ever stop being such a little bitch?
  • minerva mcgonagall - LEGITIMATELY EVERYTHING I WANT TO KNOW EVERYTHING i want a 1000 page essay detailing her time at hogwarts
  • cormac mclaggen - did he ever stop being such a big dick?
  • the patil sisters - listen tell me about like hinduism and magic and indian culture and hindu mythology and magic and also just everything about these sisters and their sisterly bond and how they were both underestimated and taken for giggling girls even though they were smart as fuck i love them
  • kingsley shacklebolt - okay i wanna hear how awesome he was at school and about how everyone loved him and i wanna hear about his adventures in the ministry and him talking to the muggle prime minister and basically how fucking awesome he was
  • dean thomas - his love for soccer!!!! tell me all about it!!!! his love for seamus!!!!! tell me all about it!!!!
  • ted tonks - how did he and andromeda fall in love??? did he try to convince her he was worth it???? was he Smooth As Fuck??? important questions
  • the weasleys - like i KNOW we know a ton about them but i just want MORE. i want more charlie and bill and bill and ginny’s relationship and all the siblings hanging out and i just want MORE of the dynamic
“Like what you see?”(MATURE)

“…but I was thinking, maybe we should-Hello, the earth is calling Y/N. Anyone home?” Justin waved his hands in front of Y/N’s face. She quickly focused her eyes on his face. “Mhm?” she mumbled.

“Where did I lose you?” he asked curiously, wondering what was on her mind. They were discussing which movie they’re going to watch.

“Um, you were saying something about, um, the girl on the train? You said you would like to watch it, since you liked the book so much.” she spoke unsurely, wondering if he even spoke of that. She knows they had that conversation few days ago, but did he mentioned it today, she wasn’t certain.

As a respond he giggled. She joined him, she loved when he would giggle, his eyes would nearly shut, his smile would grow so big and the sound was just like an angel was laughing.

“So I’ve lost you like three days ago. I didn’t even mentioned it today. FYI I was telling you about this new movie “Don’t Breath”, but now I’m very interested what was on your mind.” His smile grew even wider, he looked like he caught her in some kind of embarrassing action, and he actually did, without even knowing. She could feel hotness spreading around her face, she knew she looked as red as a tomato. She buried her face into her palms.

That made Justin giggle even more. “Oh don’t tell me that you were picturing me naked?” he wiggled his eyebrows. He knew it would make her blush even more, and he just couldn’t resist but tease her. “You know, you could’ve just asked, I would even put a show for you.”

She immediately lifted her head up and yelled giggling “NO” her cheeks were dark red. She once again covered her face.

“So you don’t want me to put on a show for you?” Justin placed his left hand over his chest, pretending he’s hurt. “I am deeply offended, Y/N.”

He couldn’t keep a straight face, not around her. She was just so embarrassed, it was the cutest thing ever. He extended his arms to her. “Come”

She shyly moved from her place on the couch and sat onto his lap. She buried her face into crotch of his neck. He chuckled once again, and so did she. “Now will you tell me what you were thinking about, if it wasn’t me naked?”

She took a deep breath. She had some thoughts on this, and how to explain it to him, without him getting hurt. She moved her face from his neck and looked deeply into his eyes. By now, his face wasn’t all giggly and happy anymore, it was rather serious.

“Y/N, what is it? You’re scaring me.” he looked concerned. She placed her hands on his chest and started playing with the shirts fabric.

“No, no, it’s nothing that serious, you don’t have to be worried. I just. Ugh, I don’t know how to say this. You know I’m not good at this things.” His face lightened up a little bit.

“So you where picturing me naked.”

“No I was not.”

“Well then you were picturing us having sex.” Her cheeks went red once again. “So you were. You know you don’t have to picture something like that when I’m right there.” He got closer to her. She knew where this was leading and she had nothing against it, but it was now or never.

She lightly pushed him back down, and he looked at her confused. He wanted to say something but she cut him off.

“Technically, yes I was picturing us naked, but there was more to it.” Her eyes once more focused on her hands rather than his eyes. He could tell that he was very intrigued by now, and he wanted to know more than just that.

“So what was that more?” his voice became lower. He’s words came out like a little growl, which only sent shivers down her spine. He could feel she tensed above him. “Tell me, baby, what was I doing?”

She was always so shy about this kind of things, and she knew she won’t be able to tell him her fantasy, but she can avoid it by a simple question which should clarify everything.

“What kinks do you have?” now for him, that question came out of nowhere and it shocked him. Justin was staring at her, not sure why she was changing the subject.

“Look, you know I suck at dirty talk. Stop giggling, I wasn’t making a dirty joke.” She lightly punched his shoulder. “You’re not helping.”

“Oh come here my embarrassed baby.” He got closer once again and their lips met for a quick peck. Once they separated she started again. “You have to know one thing, by all of this I am not saying that our sex life is bad, at least not for me. It’s amazing but I just feel like something is missing. So I wanna know what gets you off, what do you like.”

He didn’t know what to say, she caught him off-guard. He observed her and she just couldn’t take the silence anymore. “Fine I’ll start. Um, I like rough sex, and by that I mean everything that goes with it, choking, tying up, ass slapping, blindfolding, and usage of toys. I like it when a man knows how to treat a woman, how to be a dominant but at the same time caring and loving.”

He looked at her like she was someone else, he had no idea where that came from. She was always so shy telling him about her sex dream or simple dirty talk during sex, so it shook him up.

He cleaned his throat and shifted in his sat, he was getting hot from her recent confession. “So that’s what you really like, baby girl? Is that what you want me to do?” Justin got closer to her, she could feel her heart beating faster. She bit her lip and simply nodded.

He placed his left hand on her back and twirled her around so she was laying on the couch and he was hovering her. She separated her legs and wrapped them around his waist. He brought his face closer to hers, but never touching hers.

Suddenly he got up from her, she was confused. He offered her his left arm and she took it. He pulled her of the couch. Their faces met once again, but he didn’t make a move. “Since you like being tied up, I can’t fuck the living shit out of you down here where I can’t tie you up to anything.”

He guided her up to their shared room, and with every step was feeling more and more horny. Once they were inside, Justin pushed her against the bedroom door. She gasped from sudden harshness, but it only made her hornier.

“Tonight I don’t want to hear a sound from you, unless I gave you permission. Understood?” Justin growled into her ear. She felt unexpected heat spreading across her body. She nodded, she wasn’t able to answer his question. But he wasn’t pleased with that.

His left hand found her neck and squeezed it, first, lightly, then adding more force. “Understood?” he inquired loudly. “Yes” she mumbled.

“Yes, what?” he repeated after her.

“Yes, daddy.”

He lighten his grip only to lock his lips with hers. She expected it to be a rough and fast kiss, but he wasn’t hurrying anywhere. It annoyed her, she wanted to feel him, and she wanted him to just take her, without any foreplay. But she knew she wasn’t getting that.

His hands were moving up and down her body, but once hers found the back of his head, he jacked the off and held them up, above her head. It only made her moan into the kiss.

He freed her lips and placed kisses all over her chin. She knew what he was doing, and he knew the exact effect he had on her. “Please, Justin.”

All of the sudden he stopped, his grip became tighter. He looked into her eyes, his voice was low and steady. “I don’t recall giving you a permission to speak. Do that one more time and I will stop.” She bit her lip and tried to hold in a moan.

He freed her hands only to rip her shirt off. She wouldn’t be able to describe how hot and weak it made her when he ripped it, she wanted to moan, all frustrated. He took what remained of the shirt in one hand, while he used his other one to guide her to the bed. When her legs hit the end of the bed, he demanded. “Bra off, lay on your back, hands above your head.”

She listened, but she took the chance to tease him as much as he was teasing her. She slowly reached behind her back, she pretended to be struggling with her bra. He clenched his jaw and stepped closer. He didn’t even warn her, he just ripped it off and pushed her onto bed. She crawled to the top of the bed, she obediently laid on her back placing her hands above her head, meeting the coldness of headboard.

Justin seemed pleased, as he got onto bed, placing his knees on either side of her body, slowly making his way up to her, slowly rolling her shirt in his hands. Once he reached her, his crotch was directly in front of her and she couldn’t help but bite her lip.

“You like what you see?” he asked taking her hands in his and wrapping her shirt around her hands. He continued, never stopping to look down at her. “Now, this will have to work today, but next time, baby girl, you’re gonna be properly handcuffed. I promise you that.” He tighten the knot, making sure it was at the same time tight enough, but not way to tight.

He backed away a little bit, he lowered himself, so his face was at the same height as hers. They looked at each other, and Y/N just couldn’t take it anymore. She just wanted to feel his touch, his lips all over her body, his hands working their way up and down her inner thigh, his tongue circling around her clit, and lastly his dick inside of her.

She moved her head up but he was faster and backed away, only a little bit but enough far so she couldn’t reach him. He smirked at her while she let out a sigh. It seemed like he wasn’t hurrying anywhere, but Y/N was just about to explode. “Ugh, please Justin. Stop teasing.” She whined out.

The sound of her voice made Justin back away. He wiggled his left finger “That’s a no-no. What did I say? Speak one more time and I will stop. Do you really want me to stop? No? Then I will have to get those pretty little mouth occupied, won’t I?”

Justin got off the bed, still not hurrying anywhere. He stood on the left side of the bed, slowly undoing his kaki jeans. He used the opportunity to take his shirt off, shoes and Calvin Klein boxers. Y/N’s eyes never let his out of sight, observing every inch of his body, memorizing the little stuff.

“Like what you see?” Justin inquired. As a respond, she let out a loud moan. “Isn’t it funny that, when you have a permission to talk you don’t, but when you don’t, you do? You like being bad? Trust me I can treat you like a bad girl any time you want.” He growled, slowly getting onto bed, taking the same position as before.

He took his dick into his hand and placed it in front of her mouth. “Suck.” But he didn’t need to tell her twice. She took him into her mouth, as much as she could and started sucking onto it. His mouth felt open, as her eyes never left his eyes. “Fuck, just like that.”

She would gladly go slow and tease him, but she wasn’t able to take it slow. She picked her pace, sucking and licking. He grabbed her hair “So you wanna be a bad girl? Then, don’t suck a dick like a good girl.” With those words he pushed her head all the way to his pubic hair. She gaged at the sudden at the feeling of his whole dick in her mouth.

“That’s right take it all.” He roughly pushed her head back and forth, and every time she could feel the tip of his dick hitting the back of her throat. She could feel her drool all over her neck and chest.

“How selfish of me. You’re here all hot and wet, and all I think about is my pleasure.” He pulled out, heavy breathing.

“Are you wet for me? Or are you dripping?” he asked, slowly backing away so he was placed in between her legs. “Well, let’s find out.”

He harshly pressed his right hand on her pussy, rubbing her clit through her panties. She let out a loud moan of relief, finally feeling his touch. “Ohhoho.” He said excitedly. “Someone is dripping wet.”

He pulled her panties off, lowering his head, and without a warning connecting his lips with her clit. Y/N moaned loudly, throwing her head into the pillow and pushing her hips up. Justin placed his hands around her legs, separating them to get into better position.

“So delicious.” He growled against her, which send shiver all over her body. He pushed his two fingers in, making her moan even louder. He picked his pace with his tongue and fingers action, making her lose her mind.

She was feeling herself getting close, and she knew he felt it to, because he suddenly stopped. She whined because of the sudden feeling of emptiness. He got up and in a matter of second pushed himself into him.

The sudden change from his tongue to his dick made her scream his name out loud. He let out a loud grown. “So Fucking. Tight.” He muttered out with every thrust.

With his left hand he placed her left leg onto his shoulder, lightly hovering over her, his right hand found her right nipple, harshly nibbling onto it.

She was close, she could feel her orgasm growing. “I can feel you clenching around my dick. You wanna come? Well not yet.”

With those words he picked up his speed, and it made it even hared for not to cum. She tugged her nails into the fabric of her shirt. She looked up at Justin, her eyes begging him to let her cum. He moved his hand from her nipple to her neck, griping it tightly.

“Cum for me, baby girl. Cum for daddy.” Nothing more was needed to be say. She felt her walls clenching, and within the second she came hard, all around him, tugging her nails now into her skin, screaming his name.  

“Fuck. You look so hot when you cum.” He hissed out, not slowing his pace, while she was still high from her previous longly waited orgasm.

He stopped only to flip her around. “On all fours.” He demanded, and once again thrusted into her. She was feeling sore, but she didn’t mind, it felt so good to feel him inside her, she wished they could stay like this forever.

He tangled his left hand in her hair, tugging it back so he could appreciate her pretty face. His right hand slapped her each ass cheek twice, making her whimper after every slap.

He could feel himself getting close, so he picked his pace. Y/N wasn’t far away, even though she just finished one orgasm. She pushed her ass more up “Fucking hell Y/N, do that again.”

She pushed her ass up as much as she could, feeling satisfied that she could please him like that. “Are you close baby girl? Yeah? Cum with me, cum with your daddy.”

His thrust became sloppier as both of their orgasms hit them, she could feel his hot seed feeling her inside, and she screamed his name loudly. He growled loudly emptying himself into her.

As the rid their orgasm of, Y/N collapsed on the bed, and Justin on top of her, never pulling his dick out of her. She moved her head so she was facing him and she smiled. They were both breathing heavily.

“That was extraordinary.” Was all she could mumble into the pillow.

“Oh I’m not finished with you just yet.”

gummy worm giveaway - peter parker

Originally posted by guyattime

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Summary: Spider-Man swings in to save Y/N from a late night mugger. But, instead of gushing over her new hero, she easily realizes who’s behind the mask.

Requested: yes (anon)

Warning: language

Here’s number five! I’m hoping to put out my first prompt list request later tonight! Thx for sending this in! MASTERLIST BELOW!

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All you wanted to do on this late Tuesday night was go down to the twenty-four hour shop and buy some gummy worms. Your hunger had been eating you up by the minute as you paced across your floor, debating your thoughts. You finally gave in to your grumbling stomach and hopped off your bed and out the door. Did your parents know you were out this late? No, because they were out this late at a work function, trusting you to be a good child and stay at home. But, did you listen? Of course not. Because your mind tended to flip from topic to topic, your sneaky thoughts always giving in.

So, you made the seven minute walk to the store. Seven minutes, that’s it. You would walk your hungry ass down happily all the way to the store, using your phone’s flashlight occasionally when approaching darkened areas on the streets, and walk in and buy your beloved gummy worms.

But now, you were certainly regretting that action. Once you turned the corner to continue your trek to your venture of a full stomach, you felt a presence take place quietly behind you. You didn’t dare turn around, an uneasy feeling filled your residence as you heard each footstep creep daringly behind you. Your pace quickened slightly as if on instinct, but you still stared dead on forward, continuing your now hopefully brisk walk to the store without company.

The deep breaths of the person slowed down, creeping closer and closer to your ear. Your blood began to run cold, fear hitting you suddenly like a truck as you thought to yourself, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, what do I do? Do I approach the seemingly creepy stranger, or do I pick my pace up as fast as I can and run my ass all the way there?”

Before your conscience decided what your heavily debated decision would be, you felt two hefty arms wrap themselves around your frame, yanking you off the ground.  Fear filled your eyes quickly, your heart beating at a rapid rate as you realized the situation you were in.

Your arms were being held tightly against your body, movement being stagnant at this point. Your legs flailed from your body as you felt a sweaty, dirty hand clamp itself over your mouth to hide your yet to be heard screams.

“Shh, shh. Stay quiet and give me all the fucking money you have or this won’t end well at all,” the stranger’s voice muttered in close proximity to your right ear, his breath hitting the side of your face as if a snake slithered along your jaw bone. You attempted to kick your legs back and forth, trying to wriggle out of his tight and horrid grasp on you, failing completely.

Running wasn’t option because you couldn’t. Yelling, screaming bloody murder for help wasn’t an option because you couldn’t. You couldn’t do anything. This psycho mugger was going to do god knows what to you and you had no fucking idea what to do.

In a split second, the mugger reached behind him, almost as if he was pulling out something to hold you down with while he stole every penny you had. Your eyes weren’t even filled with fear anymore, they were dazed with every frightful emotion you could possibly think of in the book.

But, before he could complete the task of pulling out some kind of weapon to scare you with, his grasp around you loosened completely as his body suddenly flew back, slamming into a pole. You immediately responded to the relieved feeling throughout your body, heaving a huge breath of air.

“Hey, buddy! Better think twice before attempting to mug someone in the middle of the night again!”

Your head snapped behind you, eyes widening to the size of saucers as the man who a just a few seconds ago had you in a death hold, was now trapped against the street-light, a spider-like web holding him in place.As he struggled to get out of his now death hold, your head moved in the the direction of a new presence taking place near you. Your eyes land on a red and blue suit standing on the building above you, mouth opening wide open at the person standing, well above you.

Spider-Man. He saved you.

Your stomach did a flip as the superhero stood clear as day, right in front of you. His black and white eyes looked down at your form, standing underneath the dim street-light and he smiled in his mask at your presence. He leaped down from the building, landing on the sidewalk in front of you. Your stature stood entirely still as he walked closer to you, shock filling your insides.

His lanky body walked towards you, his mask moving slightly as he asked you, “Are you okay?”

His concerned voice hit your heart and you melted, hating that someone could affect you like that. You just nodded your head slightly as you moved closer to the hero.

“Need a lift?”

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“Thank you so much for saving me,” you spoke to him as soon as you gained composure after everything that’s happened. But, nervousness still rubbed your voice as you stood before him, outside your room on the fire escape.

He leaned against your bedroom window, folding his arms across his chest, “You’re welcome.”

Your face tinged pink at his casual yet sultry attitude towards the matter. You breathed a huge sigh before sitting on the small bench, your mind still running with thoughts of tonight’s previous events. Your head popped up at the sound of him moving from leaning against your window to walking towards you, “Can I just ask why you were out this late on a Tuesday night?” his voice scratchy and suspicious as his head tilted to the side almost trying to be amusing.

A slight smile spread across your face at his actions, chucking a little before responding, trying your best not to sound like a complete dumb ass, “I was hungry. Like, really hungry,” you emphasized the word really before continuing. p>

“I just wanted some gummy worms from that twenty-four hour store seven blocks away. Which obviously wasn’t the best idea.”

You finished, realizing that your attempt to not sound stupid completely failed you as Spider-Man leaned his head back, emitting a deep chuckle at your story.

“Obviously,” he muttered slyly, resting his hands on his hips.

Holy fuck.

“Hey Peter, you know that using the ‘Stark Internship’ card can’t get you away from everything, right?” you questioned your once again late lab partner in the middle of sixth period.

He sighed, rolling his eyes and sitting down next to you, “Obviously.”

You knew you’d heard that unrecognizable voice from somewhere. The scratchy yet slightly high voice rang in your ears so evidently it was almost as if someone had blown a bull horn in your ear.

Your eyes enlarged as the realization slapped you in the face. You didn’t think twice before shooting straight up from your spot, hands by your sides before yelling in exasperation, “PETER?”

“What?” he questioned, darting your way at the sudden sound of his name, not realizing he’d been caught. Once he saw your mouth agape like a fish, his eyes widened behind his mask, defeat taking over.

Your finger immediately shot up, pointing at him as you got closer to him. He saw your actions and backed away quickly, you two moving in circles for minutes before you shouted, “Oh my god it is you!”

He ripped his mask off and ran closer to you, both hands set on your shoulders as he began to shake your entire frame from shock, “Y/N you have to promise me won’t say anything to anyone!”

His wispy brown hair fell in front of his forehead, bright brown eyes staring directly into your Y/E/C ones. The fear and guilt radiated off his body you could sense it against you, your cheeks tinting pink at his sudden vulnerable state.

“I promise, Peter. I won’t,” you swore, truth flooded his ears and he began to felt somewhat ease with the you wide eyes standing in front of him.

He let you go and walked to stand next to you, arms leaning against the railing, a sigh emitting from his figure. You followed his actions your body becoming tired from all of tonight’s happenings.

Wait, why did this make him even cuter than before?

You laughed to yourself your weariness getting the best of you, causing you to think exceedingly truthful all of the sudden. You leaned over and saw his exhausted expression, knowing he never meant to let his secret let go so easily.

You nudged him with your shoulder, turning towards him, “If it makes you feel any better, having Peter Parker save me from a mugger was at the top of my bucket list.”

He looked in your direction, a smile spreading his pink lips, eyes smiling with it as he realized that as of right now, Peter was greater than Spider-Man.

And you knew it too.

Suga Daddy: Part 8

Suga Daddy: 8

Word count: 8.3k

Genre/Warnings: angst, dirty talk, language 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Summary: Yoongi tells you about his past but is terrified of how you’ll take it.

This came a little early than expected. Anyway, enjoy and thanks for reading.

Parts: {playlist} one | two | three | four | five | six | seven 

Everything felt like it was playing out and slow-motion and all you were doing was twirling the flowers in your hand. You were nauseated and your mind was racing with every possible scenario. You knew that Yoongi couldn’t have a squeaky clean record. Especially with his attitude and the way he talked to you sometimes. For some reason you still loved him, despite that.

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A Roll of the Dice

Miraculous Ladybug fanfiction/oneshot

Word Count: 10,254

Rating: Teen for sin

Pairings: Marichat/Adrienette

Summary: Alya gives Marinette a pair of adult love dice for her 18th birthday. Later that night, Chat Noir suggests to Marinette that they play a game with them to see if they work.

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What Did You Just Call Me? (Bucky X Reader)

Originally posted by totheendofthelinepal

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PAIRING: Bucky Barnes X Reader
Warnings: Cursing, Violence & PDA
WORD COUNT: 2,712 
SUMMARY: The Avengers come back from a quick mission that ended well for everyone but Y/N. During the whole mission, Bucky babies Y/N since she’s new to the team. When they come back to headquarters she picks a fight with him leading to an actual fight. 


“I can’t believe you.”

“What I do now, Dollface?”

“Don’t doll face me!” Y/N storms out of the elevator with the rest of the Avengers following behind her, “You practically told me to wait in the car like I’m some five-year-old!”

“Well, if you didn’t act like a child then I wouldn’t treat you like one.”

Y/N’s eyes go wide by Bucky Barnes’s statement, somehow he’s able to make her even more pissed than she already is. The two heroes walk side by side further into the Avenger’s headquarter as they bark at one another. People around them notice steam coming out of Y/N’s ears and Bucky’s deadly gaze with the rest of the Avenger gang following behind them awkwardly quiet. Just that display makes everyone near the group go the opposite way. Y/N stops walking and points at her friend with a metal arm while growling in disbelief.

“Excuse me?! Bucky, you’re not my Dad-”

“Woah, save the kinky talk for the bed.”

Tony Starks blurts out making the two fighting look at him like they’re about to attack. James Rhodes sends his best friend a knowing look before shrugging and continuing to walk beside him. Natasha Romanoff and Clint Barton are walking behind Tony and James with bored expressions as if they been through this argument with each other before. Wanda Maximoff and Vision walk beside the assassins like they wanted nothing but leave the scene in front of them. Sam Wilson then sends Steve Rogers a glance silently telling him that maybe they should intervene but Steve just watches them like this is a casual conversation. Bruce Banner, Thor Odinson, and Peter Parker are the last ones to leave the elevator. All three look innocently confused on what is going on here. The whole team is decked out in their now dirty suits and used weapons. Sending Tony an irritated glance Y/N snaps with venom.

“Tony. For the last time, we’re just friends!”

“Could have fooled me.” He mumbles to himself making Y/N face go red causing him to raise his hands up in defeat and adding, “Sorry, my bad.”

“Sure you are.”

Y/N rolls her eye knowing he’ll make another joke about them in a minute. He’s been making comments like that ever since she joined the Avengers and grew a friendship with Bucky. She knows the group secretly thinks something is going on between the two them. That’s more because Bucky doesn’t make friends, Steve was the only person who qualified as a friend to Bucky before Y/N got into the picture. When Y/N joined she hit it off with everyone, more with the Winter Soldier than with anyone else though. It was a problem in the beginning since the group treated her like they had to keep her safe at all times but after a few weeks, everyone realized she didn’t need protection. Well, everyone realized that besides Bucky. Which is why they are at each other’s throats right now because during the whole mission the team was on only moments ago Bucky had treated her like another civilian. Chucking her gun carelessly on a couch near by Y/N shouts at Bucky without looking at him.

“I’m going to say this one last time, Bucky Barnes. I don’t need a fucking babysitter.”

“Why are you mad at me?” He looks around the building confused before saying with some serious guts, “It’s not my fault you’re fragile.”

“Oh shit.”

“God… Bucky… No.”

“Are you trying to get your ass kicked?”

“What did you just call me?”

Y/N shouts before flipping over a table and turning to face him with an unreadable expression, she’s never looked more deadly than right now. To be honest, no one besides Bucky really knows Y/N, she’s only been an Avenger for a few months now and she spends most her time with him. Nevertheless, it’s no secret that Y/N gets mad a lot, a least once a day she’s pissed about something. Yesterday it was because of her coffee split, today it’s because Bucky called her fragile but this was a different kind of mad that none of them have ever seen. It was close to when Bruce gets scary kind of mad and turns into Hulk. So out of a force of habit, the whole team stills and watches them with their weapons at the ready. The whole room is now empty of normal people, good thing too because at this moment Bucky and Y/N are wild cards.

“You’re calling ME fragile?!” Y/N snap as she shoves Bucky before pointing at Peter, “We have a fucking 12-year-old on the team and you’re calling me FRAGILE!”

“Hey…”

“Shut up.”

“He has powers, Doll. You don’t.” Bucky announces annoyed as he pushes his longish dark hair out of his face, “He’s been on the team longer than you too. All I’m saying is he has more experience-”

“WHAT!”

Y/N blurts out in such a deep and powerful tone that Thor looks at her in alarm while slightly raising his hammer. In anger, she then takes a handful of small knives and chuckles them harshly near Bucky. They all hit the white wall behind him, he doesn’t flinch and he doesn’t gain a scratch by her action either. He looks at her bored only making her impossibly more furious. Since she was born she was trained to survive anything and to do anything. Her whole life was about surviving any situation. She never got a day off her whole life until last year when Nick found her and gave her an offer to be a part of the Avengers. Storming toward him with her fist clenched she’s about to throw a punch when he grabs her wrist. When she tries to use her free hand he grabs that one too before she can do any damage to him. He spins her slickly around so her entire back is against his built chest. Lowering his head so his lips are right beside her ear when he whispers in a commanding tone.

“Stop being a drama queen and-”

Not letting him finish Y/N flips him over causing him to fall in front of her onto his back, everyone hears the sound of his back hitting the marble floor. He lays there for a second looking at her for a moment as if he underestimated her strength. With that thought he shakes his head knowing a little girl like her couldn’t be stronger than he’d expect, she’s rather short. The top of her head reaches his shoulder. Not only that but that means she’s been going easy with him in their workouts. They work out every morning and he’s never seen her throw something as heavy as him over her shoulder. Jumping up he turns around back to her with an easy going smile, she has her hip popped out and arms folded. Thor leans near Bruce and whispers into the silence with complete shock.

“I wasn’t informed that Y/N was the Queen of drama.”

“Not now, Thor.”

“Okay, okay, you had your fun.” Bucky sighs tiredly as he struts up to Y/N with a smug look, “You made a scene, flipped me over, so let’s just forget this whole little outburst and grab a beer. Dollface.”

“Don’t. Call. Me. Dollface.” Y/N threatens slowly before tilting her head knowingly and whispering, “HYDRA project.”

Bucky’s posture stiffen, he clenches his fists, his face is unreadable. Everyone in the room has a silent heart attack from Y/N’s cheap shot but he was just a moment ago doing the same thing. Bucky and Y/N face each other with the same dangerous expression. The two have fought plenty of times, usually to let off steam or for bragging rights but this was different. They were actually talking instead of just straight up punching. Their friends honestly didn’t know what to do, they were adults, they’re mature enough to resolve this themselves. Then again they both were mentally and physically messed up. Abruptly Bucky throws all his guns away from his person. A sly smile slips onto Y/N’s face at the gesture, she had just as much power over him as he did over her. Getting into her personal space Bucky tilts his head and whispers.

“You’re such a child.”

“Well, you’re such a cocky prick.”

Her words make him growl lowly while moving closers to her, she takes a few steps back but he takes more forwards. They play this game until Y/N’s back is to the wall and she can’t move. Bucky gazes looks hungry making Y/N question why she picked a fight with him. She always had to pick on with him, she fought with everyone in the Avenger but he was the only one to fight back. Maybe that’s why they were such close friends, she’ll tell him to fuck off and he would break into her room to figure out what’s wrong. She’ll tell him of course and he would do everything to fix it, even if he didn’t fix the problem she would feel 100 times better just by knowing her tried. This is different though, he’s not trying to fix it, it’s almost like he’s egging it on and Y/N’s prideful ass is taking the bait. Tilting his head to the side Bucky rests his hand on either side of Y/N’s head before saying with a smug look.

“At least I don’t pretend I’m not delicate.”

“That’s it!”

“You get Bucky, I’ll get Y/N.”

Tony speaks up instantly to Steve knowing Y/N is thinking irrationally right now. Just as Y/N shoves Bucky away and grabs a vase the guys go over to them in hopes to keep each other from killing one another. She throws the glass vase at Bucky causing him and Steve to duck, it hits the floor near their feet and it breaks into tiny pieces. Tony then grabs her by the arms just for her to flip him over like she did with Bucky earlier. He falls to the floor and she walks over him like he wasn’t even there. A coffee table is in Y/N’s way to Bucky so she easily kicks it out of her way to Bucky. The table slides unknowingly at the Avengers watching them. Some of the moves away and jump over it, Thor uses his hammer to break it and makes it impossible for the broken pieces not to hit his friends around him. Steve who’s pulling Bucky back sees the damage and says for the first time since he’s been frozen.

“Shit.”

Bucky hides a chuckle at the scene in front of him just before Y/N gets to him and punched him in the jaw. His expression goes from shock to mad within a second before pouncing on her. She moves and sweeps his legs before he can tackle her to the ground. He falls and she grabs a glass pot near a couch, she throws it at his laying form. He moves out of the way just a second before it hits the ground and breaks into a million shards. He groans in disbelief because he knows she was really aiming to hit him that time, jumping up he grabs the couch and slides it into her. She falls before she can throw a decorative plant at him. Letting out a heavy breath Buck realizes she’s more pissed than he realized and suddenly asks seriously.

“Are you seriously mad at me calling you delicate?”

“No, Bucky. I’m not mad, I’m just throwing shit for fun.” She growls as she jumps over the couch to get to him, “Of course I’m fucking mad! You’re like my best friend and you treat me like a burden!”

“Doll, you aren’t a burden-”

“Don’t call me that! And don’t you dare lie to me.” She spits out as she shoves him, well, he lets her shove him into the wall behind him, “Ever since I’ve joined you made it your job to baby me and I’ve had it!”

“I baby you because I don’t want you to get hurt!” He spins them around so he has her pinned to the wall as he explains in frustration, “I have not once seen you as some kind of burden to me or to the team.”

“Bullshit! Just admit it!” She barks as she tries to get out of his grasp, “You baby me because you see me as a problem.”

“Dollface… You have it all backward.”

Bucky whispers tiredly as he keeps his hold on Y/N so she won’t punch him. Steve helps Tony stand up behind the two by the wall. They glance at their other friends to make sure they are okay before looking cautiously at Buck and Y/N. Never have has any of them seen the two fight like this, they were always teasing each other or play fighting but never this. The team thought the two were too close to fight this badly. There has to be a more serious reason Y/N’s mad at Bucky, she usually is just annoyed when Bucky is overprotective of her. Maybe she doesn’t see it as being overprotective, maybe she sees Bucky trying to limiting her. That honestly wouldn’t surprise the team, they could tell Bucky likes being in charge of Y/N. Before the team can think any more of this irrational argument they hear Bucky mumble to Y/N so softly that could barely hear it.

“I try to protect you because I couldn’t handle you getting hurt.”

“Well, why don’t you baby Steve!” She fires back not exactly realizing what he meant, “I know you hate when he gets hurt but every time we’re out you-”

“Doll, you’re an exception.”

“It’s because I’m a girl, right? Let me tell you, you sexist-”

“No! For the love of God…”

He groans annoyed before throwing all caution out the window and slamming his lips to hers. She moans in surprise and her eyes go wide just as big as their friends. His hands loosen around her wrist letting her pull loose. Grabbing his shirt in the front aggressively she pulls him closer and shuts her eyes. He sighs in relief before leaning his body on her’s against the wall. One of Bucky’s hands goes to the small of her back to push her bottom half flush on his, this other weaves through her hair. She groans as she wraps her arms around his neck to pull him impossibly closer to her. Bucky begins pulling away from her causing her to follow him needingly. Chuckling Bucky gives her one last kiss before officially pulling away to look down at her. Biting her lip Y/N says breathlessly with the color pink coming to her cheeks.

“Oh… That’s why.”

“Yeah. That’s why, doll face.”

 “Well, well, well…” Their little bubble pops when they hear Tony say in a shit eating grin, “What I’d tell Y'all.”

Steve who’s standing right beside the millionaire playboy sends him an unamused look before punching him in the arm. He then turns to Bucky and gives him an easy wink making him look down to his feet before looking at the woman in his arms. Y/N opens her mouth to say something before the only kid in the room blurts out curiously.

“So who’s cleaning this mess up?”

Bucky and Y/N finally look away from each other, the team does the same and looks around. Everyone in the room realizes then it’s a bigger mess than they would have assumed. The coffee table, vase, and fake plant are broken into hundreds of pieces across the room. A couch and table are flipped over and in a weird position and a hand full of knives are in the wall along with a bunch of weapons scattered on the floor. Awkwardly Bucky and Y/N look back at each other, their little fight might have gotten too out of hand. Bursting out loud laughing the two look at each other like they should have expected this much from one another.

Sweet Tooth (M)

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

Jungkook x Reader

Warnings: ass play, oral (receiving), exhibitionism (?),  dom!kookie, SMUT.

Word Count: 2,980

Summary: You were bored. Stuck at home all night with nothing to do, so you decided to call up a friend and politely invite yourself over for a movie night, and you’d bring all the treats. Who could say no to that?


8:26pm

Me: hey, dipshit. What are you doing tonight?

8:28pm

Muscle Pig: ???? rude. Just watching movies at the dorm, the guys are out this evening.

8:28pm

Me: aw. Still can’t play with the big boys? Tell you what, why don’t I come over and keep you company?

8:29pm

Muscle Pig: Wow ok. You can come over if you’re bored. No need to pretend it’s for my sake. We both know you want to be alone with me >:)

8:29pm

Me: Ew, please. Anyway, I’ll be over in 15… and because I’M helping YOU out ok????

8:29pm

Muscle Pig: mmmmmmhmmmmm sure ok, got it *wink wink* whatever you say. See you soon.


You trudged down the hall to the boys’ dorm, arms carrying at least half a dozen bags filled with popcorn, candy, chips and every other snack necessary for a movie night. To be completely honest, you weren’t here for the overgrown man-child. You’ve been feeling frustrated as of late, the responsibilities of work and school weighing down on you and not giving you time to, well let off some steam.

It’s been about… six months? Yea, that seems about right.With no time to get into a relationship, a one night stand was seeming more and more tempting. You pushed your thoughts aside and set the bags down in front of the door. You entered the passcode and stepped inside the boys’ dorm.

“Kook! Where are you? Come help me!” You yelled from the entrance. You heard him pause whatever was playing, and soon he was standing, or rather, towering over you.

“Well, hello to you too.” he quipped, his signature smirk plastered on his face. He grabbed a few of the bags you brought and walked back into the dorm, leaving you by the door. You huffed as you removed your coat and shoes, picked the rest up, and followed him into the kitchen. “What did you buy? It’s just the two of us why did you bring the entire store?”

Rolling your eyes, you pulled out a few sweets and popcorn, getting ready for your movie night. Once you had everything ready, you met Jungkook on the couch, and began watch the rest of the comedy he had on. Jungkook looked over at you, two bags of candy in your hands as you watched the movie. He chuckled at your behaviour, and reached over to the coffee table to grab a bag for himself.

“Wow noona, you really love candy huh?” he said as he watched you pour half a box of Skittles into your mouth. “I’m kind of glad you brought them though, I didn’t realize how much of a sweet tooth I had until you came over.”

You turned and gave him a small smile, though the one returned to you seemed to have hidden intentions. You pulled the small blanket up your body as you continued to watch, the chilly autumn weather now seeping in. Damn, why did I have to forget my heating blanket? You thought as you started shivering under Jungkook’s throw. The shorts and t-shirt you had on proving to be a bad idea. You then felt a hand around your wrist, pulling you with such force that you have no choice but to comply. You end up on Jungkook’s lap, hearing him mutter something about body heat and science.

The position you’re in isn’t the most comfortable, your legs ended up straddling one of his surprisingly large and firm thighs, but the heat was nice so you stayed. Besides, you kind of liked how his thigh felt, not that you would ever admit that out loud. Jungkook started complaining about not seeing properly, and moved you to the side, as you shifted yourself so he could see. The movement had you rubbing against his thigh in the best way, and before you could stop it, a breathy moan escaped your lips.

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Space Between Us | JAEHYUN

summary: being just classmates is not enough for him, but you only get to understand that after his lips had reached yours. 

Genre: frat boy!au | smut  | a wave of fluffiness at the end

⨯ Pairing: Jaehyun / Reader

Word count: 9 575

a/n: lowkey inspired—and enlightened—by study sessions from @honeytaeyong though mine is not as good as hers (god bless you and your writing). Special thanks to my pumpkin @suhsexual for  endure endless requests for help. There may be some grammatical mistakes left so I apologise in advance. Oh, yes, there may be a part 2 ;)

warnings: mature content, language (not actually dirty talking)


You’d been first, it was a relief. The number one exposed in that piece of sheet made your heart flutter little by little, and then you smiled. How sincere and truthful was it, the small grin drawn on your face, transforming your previous anxious expression in something completely lighted and amused. After broken hearts and desperate tears, being ranked as first place was one of the few things that could possibly turn out to be great in your eyes. You blinked. It was there, the one.

The elder woman in front of you—an old professor in the university; someone with an enviable knowledge—rested her hand on your shoulder. She had an odd aura around her; something completely comforting, which was not expectable from someone extremely rigorous. The professor took a deep breath and twinkled.

“You did great, again.” She said. Her voice tone was apathetic, but she managed to show some kind of happiness after a smirk. “If you keep doing like this, you may get in the rank of all courses.” Then she clapped her hands. “It’s something to think about.” And touched her own head with an index finger.

That hadn’t been your main focus, however. The ranks were just something to fulfil the emptiness you felt inside your being, as something really important was missing. At first you concluded it could be all about the end of you three-year relationship; you really had loved him, and that was something you didn’t doubt about. It was crystal clear you’d felt the most intense of all feelings, because you’d wished him well, you’d wished him to be close to you, and you’d wished—and deeply wished—for him to like you back in the same level. Although in the end of all, he didn’t. And that’s when you’d felt on the surface of a limitless ocean, slowly drifting away from the only land that held you—and your emotions—still. He had left you in the farthest blind spot possible, without a plausible reason. Were you supposed to be fine? In the very beginning you had even thought it could work out: you could deal with the situation. Oh, but you had been wrong.

And then you had cried for hours. An intense pain burning inside you for days—afterward days became weeks, and weeks became months. In the end of the third month, after the breakup, you’d realised he wasn’t what filled your soul. The guy whom you dated, and eventually developed feelings for, was just a part of a puzzle you hadn’t had the chance to complete yet. Something bigger was missing; finally you’d gotten to the point when your vision had become clear again and the monochromatic colours of life had turned out to be, actually, the colours of the rainbow. You were free of angst. You were mature enough to understand that the only person you needed was you—but you also knew that it did not mean you forgot your past experiences, it meant you could love yourself entirely. From that moment, what could possibly make you feel satisfied was your own success, so you’d looked for it. And you’d achieved your goals.

You looked down to the paper again. The #1 on the top made you feel ease. You folded the note and gathered the rest of your things, packed them up inside you backpack and calmly walked out of the enormous auditorium. The semester ended in the best way possible, and you were happy with what you obtained. The professor politely asked you to close the door behind you, but before you could do so, someone held it. The blond haired boy gave you a small smile and waited for you to exit the ambient so he could shut the entryway. You nodded, as an acknowledgement, and turned on your heels so you could finally go home, yet a hand touched your free shoulder obligating you to shift back and face the person.

“Congratulations.” The boy said. “You got first place again.”

“Thank you,” you’d begun, searching in your memory for the name of the guy in front of you. The information you had was his physical appearance and his voice, which didn’t sound so familiar. So it took you more effort, causing you to look deep inside his eyes and drive you gaze to his smile. You suddenly knew who he was and the sort of fame he had. You smirked at the thought that he was talking to you. “Hum, Jaehyun.”

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Giant

high school supercorp au. kara struggling to keep her superpowers at bay around the pretty super nerd. kara hasn’t grown into her hero image yet & lena hasn’t grown into her name.

There’s a giant leading me to God knows where
I’ve got news, I’m going my way
Fighting, and I feel I’m getting somewhere
All is right, all is right.

From high atop the water tower on the very edge of town, a shadow sat, pushing up her glasses as they fell slightly down the bridge of her nose. Just below, an entire city stretched out toward the sea, the lights bleeding into it, which then bled into the horizon, into the very sky itself. Down by the boardwalk, someone was throwing away old bread and cotton candy while the gulls gulped them down with contented caws that got lodged in their noses. The smell of the freshly cut, end-of-summer lawns wafted through the night, perfuming the last night of summer break perfectly.

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Devoid Of Color - Smut

Originally posted by multihxe

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Dylan O’Brien/Reader
Words: 4,170
AN: This was an anon request for a Soulmate AU where you didn’t see colors until you met your soulmate. I hope I did this justice because Soulmate AU’s are my FAVORITE. Love ya’ll, let me know what you think!

Title taken from Halsey’s Colors. The Veselka and Space Billiards are real places in NYC. You’re welcome.


If there was anything you wanted more in life, it was to meet your soulmate. As strange as it sounds, meeting your soulmate was a top priority in everyone’s life, because you needed to meet them in order to see color. The world was just a drab mixture of blacks and greys before that. Your mother had explained it to you once when you were small, that color would wash over your vision slowly, dull and drab, but still there. It was only when you got to know them more that the colors would become brighter, streaks of red and blue and yellow lighting up the world in full HD.

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Love Bites

Inspired by @kawaiilo-ren‘s amazing artwork of Vampire! Yuri. I love all of your mafia stuff but I can’t really write it for some reason but if there’s one thing I do know it’s vampires so here we go :D Also I’ll tag @eternally-eclectic because I know you wanted to read it XD Enjoy everyone! Nsfw ahead! Read it on AO3 if that suits your fancy~


Yuri bit down again, a low groan in his throat as he took more blood.

“A man,” he breathed, licking the wound, “Should not be this sweet.”

Otabek tightened his grip around the vampire’s hips, granting a jerky thrust. “You’ve tasted men before?”

Steadying himself with one hand on the hunter’s shoulder, Yuri brushed his hair out of his face with the other, running his tongue over his fangs in a teasing smirk, “A few.”

It was enough to start a growl in the hunter’s throat, pushing him down so that the vampire was now beneath him. “Your kind is despicable.”

“Says the killer—”

“Better than fangs—”

Yuri found himself chuckling, closing his eyes briefly as a sound more enchanting than Otabek would have liked to admit parted the vampire’s lips. When he opened his eyes again, the hunter was granted with the piercing green that had caught his attention since the day they’d first met.

“A little love bite,” Yuri snaked his arms around the other man’s neck, pulling him in close enough to nip at his ear, “Never killed anyone.”

Before Otabek even realized, he was flipped over, head smacking against the wooden boards of the abandoned house, the heavy creaks caused by their bodies echoing obscenely in his ears.

“Watch closely, Hunter,” the vampire sat up, positioning himself on his knees, pressing his palms flat against Otabek’s chest for support, “I’ll show you something good.”

It was all for show, the sensually languid rise and fall of his hips, the way his pink cock bounced against snow-white skin, Yuri precariously biting his bottom lip with his fangs. He brushed his long hair to the side, letting his hands trail down his own torso, before they stopped right at the tip of his cock, playing with himself as he spread the drops of pre-cum over his leaking head.

Otabek licked his lips, squeezing the vampire’s thighs.

“Do you like what you see, Hunter?” Yuri cocked his head, knowing well enough by now to look at the Hunter dead on. Because for some strange reason, rather than his body, this human was more fixated on the green of his—

Beka gave a harsh thrust, Yuri nearly choking on his own moan as his head fell back, but he quickly sunk his nails into the hunter’s chest, shooting him a sharp glare.

I’ll do it.”

Otabek relaxed his hold on Yuri’s legs, slightly, trying to keep a level head.

“Can you?” he raised an eyebrow, “All on your own?”

“I can,” snapped the vampire, closing his eyes as if to steady himself, flattening his hands over Otabek’s chest once more.

He worked, rising and falling, seeking his own pleasure as he rode the hunter, palms tightening into fists the more he bounced, letting out small whines of discontent. But he was already quickly unraveling, Otabek knew, his movements becoming more desperate with each stroke, and for a moment Otabek considered helping him, but that would have been a shame, seeing as he’d be denied the blonde’s whine-filled pleas.

And he knew the vampire was truly desperate now, one hand moving up to play with his nipples, pinching and squeezing them to a flushed pink, until they stood on end, as if they were begging to be licked.

“Hunter,” Yuri panted, still working the pink buds, tongue all but hanging out, “Tell me…”

“Lewd.”

Yuri shuddered above him, movements becoming jerk as his thighs tensed and trembled in Otabek’s hands.

“M-More,” he begged, his voice not nearly as commanding as before, reduced to nothing but weak whimpers and wanting pants.

“Completely disheveled,” Otabek kept his monotone, reaching up carefully, brushing the vampires hands away gently, and pinching Yuri’s nipple experimentally, which earned him a soft moan. Finding that not to be enough, Beka gave it a harsh twist, Yuri arching his back towards him, nearly collapsing on the hunter’s chest.

“So weak,” Otabek continued, twisting the other nipple, and again Yuri cried out, nearly at his limit, but Beka sat up, just then, gripping the tip of Yuri’s cock with one hand and wrapping the other around his throat. He nearly snarled.

“Just like prey.”

Yuri’s eyes widened, opening his mouth in a moan that never manifested, a shudder rolling through his body in such an exaggerated wave that Otabek thought the vampire had gone over.

But that didn’t seem to be the case, not from the tears of desperation that laced those green eyes, making them shine.

“Hunter,” Yuri gasped, clawing at the hand that held his throat, “Please—”

It was now Otabek’s turn to bite, though not nearly hard enough to break the skin, and so it wasn’t enough, not nearly enough, Yuri whining and begging and clawing—

“You can’t,” the hunter said simply, “My shirt will get dirty.”

Yuri found that unlikely, considering it’d been torn open, from the collar right down to his navel, so something like that shouldn’t have mattered. But he was too far gone to point it out.

“Well then where can I?” Those emeralds that wanted to be sharp were only clouded with the heat of lust.

Beka nipped around the vampire’s neck, teasing to no end, “Think.”

Again Yuri shivered in the human’s arms, pulling away slightly, lips parted to release another moan.

“Here,” he dragged his thumb across Otabek’s lip, hooking it around the edge to tug softly, making the human open his mouth, “Let me here.”

Otabek slid out, Yuri’s body shivering in displeasure, so the vampire tried to scramble, to climb over the human so that—

But Beka was faster, pushing Yuri back, flat on his butt, the vampire sitting up with enough space between his thighs for Otabek to take him into his mouth, swallowing down as much of his length as he could.

This was perhaps one of Otabek’s favorite positions. Even if it meant his dick was hard and throbbing, twitching against his stomach without release. Because from here, he could see the collection of bites and bruises he’d left littered on the inside of the vampire’s thighs. Bobbing his head up and down, letting out a few low groans of his own, he didn’t know how something like a purple blotch could look so beautiful.

Yuri let out a throaty moan, burrowing himself in deep between Beka’s lips, hips jerking and begging for release, knuckles white from the way they fisted at the human’s hair.

“Fuck, right—“ Yuri gasped, feeling the way Beka’s tongue pressed up against one of his weak spots, sucking at his head and then grazing his tongue over his slit, before swallowing him whole again, all the way down, so that Yuri could feel the edge of the human’s throat with the tip of his cock.

“Hunter—Hunter—!” Yuri curled in on himself, probably suffocating the human but he didn’t care, didn’t give a damn, because when the hunter curled his tongue around him like that—

“Otabek—” It was a primal sort of howl, his head tossing back and his fingers tightening while his entire body stiffened, spilling into the hunter’s mouth that simply continued to suck, and no matter how much Yuri pleaded he simply didn’t stop—

His body fell limp, flat on the ground, hair sprawling around his face in messy tangles, Yuri’s chest rising and falling in heavy pants while Beka licked up every drop, not letting a single bit of the vampire’s seed go to waste.

The hunter finished with a quick wipe of his mouth, commenting on the taste. Yuri hardly had the ability to reply, what with the way his mouth was half open, still panting, looking about as ripe as Beka had ever seen him.

Ripe enough to eat, even.

He couldn’t help it; he lowered himself to the vampire’s chest, drawing the pink buds into his mouth that begged to be licked since the moment Yuri had begun to play with them.

It was a curious thing, Beka thought, since the beast was supposed to be Yuri, not him, but whenever they were like this, Yuri slightly weakened from the rush of his orgasm, Otabek always got an instinctual rush of his own, one that pushed him to want to devour the vampire completely.

He released Yuri’s chest, only to claim his mouth, the two sharing a kiss that was more wet with want than anything else.

“My turn,” Beka pulled away with a low groan, flipping Yuri onto his stomach before the vampire had the chance to say otherwise. He reached for the bottle of lube nobody had bothered to close, smearing some over Yuri’s ass before coating his own cock for good measure, and without a wasted moment more filled the greedy creature to the hilt.

Yuri screeched, sliding down almost to his stomach, but Otabek held him up, keeping him on all fours.

Yuri turned his head slightly, Otabek met with pitiful eyes, “S-Stop—I just c-came—”

Something seemed to snap in the hunter, seeing the vampire in such a way, so he grabbed at his scalp, tugging at the long blonde locks and forcing Yuri’s head back, loving the way it felt to have the vampire tighten around him.

“Fuck,” Beka exhaled, still palming Yuri’s hair, “You’re so sensitive after you cum—”

“That’s why I—” his legs trembled, threatening to give, “S-Stop—”

That only made the hunter want more, grabbing at Yuri’s hips and forcing the blonde to meet his thrusts, reveling in the obscene sounds their bodies made every time skin met skin, smacking together in sloshy wet proof of their pleasure. And Otabek indulged, oh how he indulged, watching the way his cock slid in and out, disappearing into Yuri’s tight, round ass, nearly losing all sense of reason from the way it bounced, Yuri reduced to a hot, whimpering mess. Especially when Beka squeezed the vampire’s hips, and Yuri tightened up even more, his back forming the most perfect arch Beka had ever seen, gasping before letting his head hang again.

“Hunter.”

Beka knew what that voice meant by now, not hesitating in the least when he pulled back a bit, allowing his palm to strike in a sharp smack against Yuri’s ass.

The blonde cried out, stopping himself by biting into his own arm, back arching even further than before, and Otabek couldn’t help but think that there was something incredibly arousing about Yuri’s back, when it was glistening with sweat like that.

He mounted Yuri so that his own stomach was now pressed up against the vampire’s back, their sweat kissing, Beka tugging at Yuri’s ear with his teeth, his voice husky and raw as he drew Yuri’s arm away from his mouth, replacing it with his own fingers.

“Bite me instead.”

But Yuri did nothing of the kind, just sucked, moaning into Beka’s fingers and letting his eyes roll back as Beka matched his sucks to the thrusts in his ass.

“Yuri,” Beka struggled to hold him up, losing strength in his own legs, “Loosen up for me, I can barely move—”

The vampire wriggled his hips, shaking his head, “Feelsh gwood…”

Beka managed a few more thrusts out of spite alone, feeling himself starting to teeter over the edge. With his mind hazed and full of Yuri’s scent, he pressed himself even closer, hips now moving in jerky  thrusts as he tried to catch his own release. With desperate movements he brushed Yuri’s hair away from his neck, breathing heavily against the skin.

“Yuri,” he growled, snaking his hand around the vampire’s neck, and squeezing, cutting off his air, “Cum.”

Yuri choked, coughing and gasping and screaming into Beka’s fingers, cumming the moment he felt Beka’s own heat start to fill his stomach, spasming and losing all the strength in his limbs as his own wave began to wash him over into complete and utter bliss.

Beka came with a low groan, collapsing on top of the vampire as he finished, feeling his fingers being punctured by his vampire’s fangs.

The floor seemed to creak with each breath they desperately hoped would fill their lungs.

When they both came down from their high, their breaths no longer the heavy pants that claimed their chests, Yuri curled into the human, looking past the man’s shoulders and to the pile of clothing they’d left behind, his hunter’s belt resting solidly at the top.

What would his clan say, Yuri wondered, if they knew he’d fallen for a hunter?

But his worries quickly dissipated, were replaced with a much more present problem rising in his throat, his thirst scratching and drying out his tongue. He nudged softly at the human’s chest, fixing his stare on the scar that covered half of the hunter’s breast, the very one Yuri had given him the first time they’d met.

“Otabek.”

The hunter looked down at the vampire in his arms, giving a drowsy sort of smile—or at least, as much as could be described as a smile, when it came from a man like him. “Hm?”

Yuri palmed his own throat, his dark nails accenting the pale skin, “Thirsty.”

The hunter bent down, enough to press his lips chastely against Yuri’s. “Then drink.”

Yuri nodded, moving up a little more, opening his mouth on a large inhale, making a show of his fangs before biting down.

He sucked greedily, taking far more than was due, groaning with each gulp, reminding the hunter that he could be devoured just as easily.

Beka’s blood was always delicious, especially when it was drowned in pleasure, and prickled with the pain granted by Yuri’s fangs. But even better than that was perhaps the way Beka stiffened whenever Yuri bit down, which only clouded Yuri’s head even further, fogging it with a fake sense of pride.

He took a final gulp before pulling away, allowing part of the blood to run down the side of his mouth, dripping down his chin as he leaned in to kiss his lover, coating their tongues in red.

Beka let Yuri swallow his moans, the hunter’s eyes fluttering closed as he tasted the warmth of his own blood.

They only managed a few more kisses, before Yuri began to slip into sleep, because the vampire always gave into exhaustion, once his belly was filled and full.

Beka let him sleep, brushing his fingers through blonde hair, admiring the way his blood was drying against Yuri’s pale cheeks. He reached down, rubbing the stain off tenderly with his thumb, Yuri sweet and soft and murmuring beside him.

How wonderful it would be, Otabek thought, if they could stay like this forever.

Essays in Existentialism: Footy

International Soccer Player Star Lexa au is and forever will be my dream

The heat rolled off of the pavement in the afternoon. Stagnant and ornery, it listlessly bullied everyone in the streets until they were just as uncomfortable and oppressed, just as mad, just as sweaty and tired and beat up like the harsh summer day. The bustle of the street didn’t stop though, despite the heat, despite the heaviness. Instead, people milled about as best the could, fanning themselves with their hands or papers or ducking into stores, eating ice cream, and failing against nature itself.

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Daddy

Isaac Lahey x female reader

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Author: T💕

Request: “Can You Write Hardcore Isaac Smut But Make It Long??? I’ve Seen What U Write & It Is All Great But Too Short.”

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, (don’t be silly, wrap your willy), Daddy!Kink, public sex, public teasing, and language.

  On a Friday afternoon school was the last place I wanted to be. It wasn’t even second period and I already want to go home.

  Lydia Martin, my best friend, came running up to me. “Y/N/N! –I can’t run in these heels–Do you wanna go shopping? Allison and I don’t want to sit in class.”

  I sighed. “Yes! Oh, my god, yes! I have to go tell the hubby first.”

  “We’ll go with you.” Allison smiled.

  The three of us walked to the group  of boys by Scott’s locker. I walked closer to Isaac, and he pulled me into his side, resting his hand on my hip.

 “Psst.” I whispered, trying to get my boyfriend’s attention.

   Isaac ignored me and continued with his conversation with Scott and Stiles. I huffed and tried again.

  “Isaac?” Nothing.

  “Babyyyy?” I said, sing-song. Still nothing.

  I turned to the girls. Allison egged me on and Lydia shrugged her shoulders, letting me know that she was out of ideas.

  A lightbulb went off in my head. I looked between my boyfriend and the other two of my friends that he was so caught up in talking to.

  I cleared my throat. “Daddyyy?” I asked innocently.

  Isaac choked on his words mid-sentence and Scott and Stiles both looked bewildered and hung their mouths open.

  Lydia and Allison giggled behind me. Isaac turned to me.

  “Uh–I–Yes, princess?”

  I moved so that I was standing in front of him. I reached my right hand out and grabbed a handful of what was sitting in the front of his jeans. I squeezed his crotch gently and inconspicuously.

  “I just wanted you to know that Allison, Lydia, and I are going to go shopping for a little while.”

  My boyfriend nodded. ‘Uh, shopping, fuck–okay. Sounds fun.”

  I let go and smiled. “Okie dokie, then. We’ll see you boys in a couple of hours. I love you.”

  “I love you, more. Hey, wait, do I not get a kiss?”

  I smiled and pulled Isaac’s head closer to my head. He leaned a little further to whisper in my ear. “Daddy’s gonna get you back for that later, baby. You better be ready for it.”

  Isaac kissed my lips and I kissed back,  still a little stunned by his comment.

“Okay, Y/N! If we don’t get moving we won’t have time to shop, come onnnnn.” Allison and Lydia took a hold of my hands and took me to Lydia’s car.

  At Lydia’s car, we all threw out ideas on where we were planning on going. “Sooooo, I figured that we could go to the mall so that we can eat and shop. But I’m down for whatever, but we have to be back before last period; Y/N and I have a test that we can’t miss.” Allison chimed while buckling her seatbelt.

  The three of us girls all agreed that we should go to the mall, and Lydia started to drive off in that direction.

  After a minute or two, Allison spoke from the backseat again. “I have a feeling that Scott likes this freshman girl in our Chem class, but I’m not sure.”

   The only way that my brain would let me respond was with loud and obnoxious laughter form the passenger seat. “You thi-HAHAHAHA-Scott and some freshman-HAHAHAHA! I’m-I’m sorry, Alli, it isn’t that funny.”

  Lydia snickered from the drivers seat as she turned the corner and drove through the parking lot, looking for a spot. “I mean, it is kinda funny.” Allison smiled.

  “Babe, I’m gonna fuck you up with some truth, okay? Scott would never in a million years leave you. He stuck with you when he found out your family are all a bunch of hunters, and he isn’t gonna leave for some freshman girl in your chemistry class. He loves you. You’re special to him.”

  Lydia’s breaks squeaked as she pulled into the parking space. “Oh, and he knows that Y/N would rip his ass to shreds.” She added.

   "With my teeth.“ I say and push my werewolf canines out to add to the comment.

  Allison smiled and said thank you. The three of us got out of the car and started to the main entrance of the mall.

  "Where to first?” Lydia asked as she looked around her.

  Allison and I also looked around. Seconds later, we all pointed at the Victoria’s Secret store.

  “I don’t know why I come in here anymore.” Allison laughed while she searched through the lace thongs.

  “What do you mean?” Lydia asked her.

  “Scott and I almost always get caught when we try to have sex, so I’m not totally sure that it really matters what I wear.”

  Lydia and I nodded. “Stiles can’t even keep it together long enough to see what I’m wearing, so I honestly get it.”

  I kind of just shrugged. “I’m really not sure that Isaac even cares what I wear soooo.”

  Lydia started yo laugh at me. “Hmmm, I thought it was "daddy”. Is that not what you called him in the hall at school today? Allison, wasn’t that what she called him?“

  Allison put a hand on her chin and made a thinking face. "I do recall Y/N calling Isaac "daddy” today.“

  I let out a loud laugh at my two best friends. "Oh, my god! I swear no one was supposed to find out that I call him that!”

  “It isn’t such a secret now, is it, babe?” I whipped around to see my tall, blonde boyfriend standing behind me with his arms crossed.

  My cheeks and ears started to feel hot. “I–uh—What are you boys doing here?” I stuttered out and acknowledged the other boys too.

  “Scott was hungry and wanted chinese food. And I was hungry too; But not really for food.”

  Scott waved. “And this was the closest place to the school to get chinese.”

  Lydia turned her head. “Um, isn’t there a Panda Express near the school though?”

  “Well, yes, but Isaac said he was hungry, but like, not for food, so I made a joke and next thing that I know we were heading to the mall so that Isaac could…you know…” Stiles winked at me.

  I rolled my eyes and walked off. “Y'all are acting like a bunch of eighth graders.”

  I walked to the food court with Isaac walking by my side, trying to hide the fact that he was laughing at me. I slumped down in my chair and rubbed my head.

  “Ughhhhh.” I groaned.

  “Awe, baby, don’t be so embarassed. It isn’t that bad.”

  I gave my boyfriend a sidways look. “Okay, alright, maybe I overstepped a line. I love you, though. Like, with all my heart.” Isaac pursed his lips and I playfully rolled my eyes, and leaned in anyway.

  The kiss started out as soft and sweet, but it quickly changed to something very dirty. Isaac smirked into it and trailed his hand up to my covered sex.

  I gasped a little and ground onto his hand harder. Isaac’s touch got rougher and the kiss got even more heated.

  “Say my name, Y/N. Go ahead.” Isaac kissed me harder.

  It completely slipped my mind that we were in public. But I pulled my lips from his and moaned out his name. “Fuck, Isaac….”

  Isaac made a ‘tsk tsk’ noise at me and dew away from my lips completely. “Now, Y/N, that isn’t the name i was talking about. You can say it in public.”

  Isaac ran his thumb across my bottom lip and flashed his gold eyes at me. He touched me harder and I moaned a little louder than I should have, considering that we were in public. “Daddy…oh, fuck.”

 Isaac smirked at my reaction; Lydia, Allison, Scott, and Stiles all sat down around us. “Okay, so where are we gonna eat? I reallllly want a cheeseburger. Boys what do you–Isaac, can you stop devouring my best friend so that we can figure out what she’s getting?” Lydia asked.

  “Getting some dick.” Stiles snorted.

  Even Scott shook his head at his best friend. I gasped smally as I felt the knot in my lower abdomen tighten near release.

  “I’m gonna get a cheeseburger or something. It just sounds good.” I informed.

  Scott stood up. “Welp, I still want chinese sooooo.” He walked off to get his food.

  The rest followed, but I held Isaac down for just a second longer. I bit hy lip and panted a little bit, until I felt a wave of pleasure pulse through my body. Isaac caught on to what just happened and smirked at me.

  “Do you feel better, babygirl? did you like how daddy was touching you?”

  I took a few deep breaths before I stood out of my chair and extended a hand to Isaac. “Yes, and, yes.” I smiled.

  Isaac took my hand and walked with me to stand in the line with Lydia. Scott, Stiles, and Allison stood a few meters away from us, getting their food.

  “Whatcha getting, babe?” Lydia asked me.

  I looked at the menu above my head and thought. “Ummmm, I’m not really sure yet. I, what are you getting?”

  “Hmm, that’s a very hard decision, Y/N.”  I grinned as Isaac pushed into me. I could smell his arousal, and I know for a fact he can smell mine. It took everything that I had not to throw him on a table and ride him like a fucking horse.

  “Y/NNNNNNN…I realllllly need to cum. But, like, preferably inside of you. Please, babygirl? Daddy needs it.”

  That was all it took for me. I touched Lydia’s shoulder. “I’m going to show the hubby something because he doesn’t listen. I’ll be right back.” I lied.

  Lydia seemed to believe me. “Go prove  him wrong, girl!”

  I pushed Isaac toward the nearest unisex bathroom and dragged him inside. I removed his grey v-neck from his body, and then got started on his belt. I threw it somewhere behind me and heard  it clang against the linolium floor. The next thing I got rid of were his pants.

  I dropped down to my knees and took his rock-hard cock into my mouth. With as much pent-up arousal I had, I wasn’t really in the mood to tease. I was in the mood to get laid.

  I savored the salty-sweet taste of Isaac’s pre cum on my tounge and the sensation of his hand reaching to the back of my loose hair, and pulling it into a makeshift “ponytail” with his one hand.

  I lifted my eyes to look at Isaac. He had a smirk on his face while he tossled his blonde hair.

  “Oh, fuck, Y/N. You look so damn beautiful with those pretty lips wrapped around my cock like that. Oh, yeah! Fuck!”

  I hummed as I felt his tip touch the back of my throat. I pumped him in and out of my mouth. “Why are you so good a sucking me off, princess? Fuck, it’s a blessing”

  I took him out of my mouth and pumped his shaft still. “I just want to please you.”

  Isaac pulled me up from my knees by my hair. He took my shirt and my shorts off.

  He licked his lips and said, “I never get tired of looking at your body. You are so damn beautiful. But now,” Isaac bent me over the sink, and I hissed at the contact of the cold metal on my breasts. “I’m going to fuck that pretty pussy, and you are going to scream loud enough that everyone in this mall knows who is making you cum, and who is the only person who can make you cum.”

  “Yes, daddy.”

  Isaac rubbed his wet cock head over my dripping wet entrance. Seconds later I felt his dick enter me and stretch me out.

  “Fuck!” I squealed as Isaac hit my g-spot the first time.

  By the pace of his thrusts already, I would say that he was not in the mood to go slower than he needed to. And I certainly am not complaining.

  Isaac slid his cock in and out of my pussy, stretching me out beautifully and hitting my g-spot with each thrust.

  “C'mon, Y/N. It’s okay to scream. Matter of fact, I want you to.” Isaac thrust harder into me.

  I could barely open my eyes from how much pleasure I was getting from my boyfriends thrusts, but I somehow managed to get a scream to run through my lungs and out my throat. “Oh, yes! Ah, daddy, harder! Harder, please!” I pushed my hips into Isaac’s thrusts.

  Isaac placed on hand on the mirror and gripped my hip with the other. I let go of every noise that came out of me. I didn’t have the power to hide a single one.

  “God, Y/N, You take my cock so well, oh, yeah….Who is daddy’s little slut? Huh?” Isaac began to thrust deeper into me, my release threatening to explode.

  “I’m your little slut, daddy. Please–fuck–please, let me cum.”

  I felt Isaac’s cock pulse inside of me, so I knew he was close too. “Since you asked oh so nicely, baby, yes, you can cum. I want you to cum all over my cock. I want to feel you clench around me baby.”

  That was all it took for me to let go. I came and screamed “daddy” at the top of my lungs. It actually made my throat a little sore. I felt Isaac cum too, his seed dripping down my leg.

  Isaac gave my ass a squeeze as we got dressed. “Now, let’s go get all kinds of dirty looks from people outside waiting for the bathroom.”

  We shared a laugh and walked out of the bathroom with post-sex hair, and couldn’t contain any of our laughter.

Leave This Town Pt 3 (Mechanic!Bucky AU)

Characters: reader, Bucky, Natasha (mentioned)

Summary: Your dreams of kissing your small town life goodbye are about to come true when an unexpected detour leaves you stranded. Meeting the handsome local mechanic has you rethinking your plans. Perhaps happiness is less about where you’re headed and more about the people you meet along the way.

Song Inspiration: Sleep on the Floor by The Lumineers

Warnings: Mentions of drinking. The mildest of swearing I guess?

Word Count: 2.8k

Tags are at bottom (TAG LIST IS CLOSED I’M SORRY)

**This fic is for @bionic-buckyb ‘s 5K AU Writing Challenge**

A/N: You guys. This fic has taken on a life of its own and I’m oddly okay with it. Once upon a time I planned 3 parts, then 4, and now it’s 7. :D Oops. That’s what I think, anyway. Who knows? Not me, apparently. ha! I really hope you’re loving Mechanic!Bucky as much as I am!! Any feedback and comments are appreciated. Love you guys!!

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Originally posted by daisy-hanson-jones

A/N: This gif applies, I promise. ;) 

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Previously:

Reaching your room, you flicked on the tv mostly for background noise and took a hard look at the detailed budget you had written up for your trip. Paying for 3 days in a motel and adding the car repairs, your wallet was taking a hit, but Bucky’s willingness to lower the bill would definitely help. You were grateful to this kind stranger and the thought of spending the whole day with him tomorrow was strangely exciting. Surprised to feel a few butterflies flutter in your stomach, you shook your head to clear away the feeling and got ready for bed.

I’ll be gone in a few days, you told yourself as you drifted off to sleep.

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Morning came and luckily your body woke you around 7am because you’d neglected to set an alarm. You hopped in the shower and then rummaged through your duffel for something comfortable to wear that you wouldn’t mind getting dirty. Slipping on a pair of shorts, a t-shirt, and sneakers instead of your trusty sandals, you pulled your hair up away from your face and headed out the door with an apple in hand.

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Daddy Negan {Part 2}

Word count: 3.1k (OF DIRTY DIRTY FUN!)
**Rated MA for mature audiences only!**
Notes: I think Negan will speak for himself in this fic. <3
Gifs are not mine.
Summary: Negan loves teasing you to the point of no return, but tonight he’ll be rewarding his princess. 
{Part One} | {Part Three}


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Try to Understand (Part 1)

Characters/Pairing: Beta?Reader, Omega!Charlie, Alpha!Dorothy, Beta!Benny, Alpha!Dean Smith. Eventual Dean x Reader.

Word Count: 3.9k, or so

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, language

A/N: I didn’t intend to make this a mini-series, but it’s going down this way. This is my fic for @dr-dean‘s ABO Birthday Challenge. It’s an AU, so just go with it. My song prompt was Magic Man by Heart. This is my first time writing A/B/O, so constructive criticism is definitely welcome. Shout-out to @roxy-davenport for the assist and beta when I was freaking out a little. Hope you enjoy it!

Part 2

Originally posted by dancewithmejensen


“I don’t see why this is necessary,” your mother says almost passively as she groans. The discussion had been going around and around in circles. You just hoped it would finally end with you getting your way.

“Because, momma, before I’m swept off for the merger, I think it’s only right that I get some real-world experience.”

“Stop calling it a merger, it’s a marriage. And you’ve already been helping with the company for years, what else do you need to know?”

“Yes Ma’am, I know.” You pause for a moment before continuing as you try to think of the best way to convince your mother. “But how are we ever going to move forward if we can’t innovate. It’s only an internship, I’m not doing anything dangerous and it’s not like I’m going to the moon. Come on, momma, please talk to him? Let me do this?”

She pursed her lips, “You’ve got to be careful. Consider how this will reflect on our family name.”

“Of course. Always.” You nod, hoping to appease her and speed up the process of her decision-making. Over the years, you’d figured out that she was typically the one with the final say on matters, and while she took her time, you usually found ways to sway her in your favor.

In the end, you’d won, convincing them to let you take the opportunity for the internship at Sandover before moving forward with your other future arrangements - including your engagement to Benny, the heir of his family. ‘Think of the family name,’ you mocked. Like you’d ever get the chance not to. It was known in practically every household for it’s multi-generation, multi-million dollar business. But also known in the more infamous way for the family stance on breeding practices.

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Call Boy (Taeyong x Reader x Yuta)

Rating: M

(A/N) Someone please take my computer away from me, this is a perfect example of what happens when I stay up too late. Anyway, how are you guys? This was supposed to be a Daddy type smut, but it got WAY OUT OF HAND. Idk what possessed me while writing this lol But shout out to my homeboy SoMo for being my soundtrack while writing this, Hide & Freak is a blessing.

ps This was the only gif I could find of them together, I’m so shook #STOPYUTA2K16

Part II

Originally posted by yutenor

The bright summer sun blared overhead, not a cloud to obstruct its rays as people walked through the busy street, enjoying their weekend as best they could. It was the type of warm weather that felt good for the first few hours you were outside, but quickly wore off as the sweat began to collect uncomfortably on your lower back. That morning when you leisurely woke up to the smell of coffee brewing in the kitchen, you’d checked the weather app on your phone, eyes bulging out of your head at the nearly triple digit number. 

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Title: in the light of day
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1.8k
Summary: Dan tells his mother about Phil. (a 2009 fic)

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“The boy again?” Dan’s mum asks.

His stomach drops. His posture is suddenly straight as a pin. His shoulders are tense. His jaw clenches. He’s a cornered animal ready for a fight.

She glances at him and in a moment she reads that, then just rolls her eyes. “Oh, fine. Keep your secrets.”

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You and I, 你和我

Originally posted by sebaeked

→ Reader x Baekhyun

→ Fluffy, a little angsty, smutty, friends-to-lovers vampire AU

→ Warnings: Brief mentions of blood and rape. Smut.

Word count: 4,9K


Legend has it that there were six original families of vampires, whom all now living vampires originate from; the family of Kim is the most common kind with a normal thirst for blood. The family of Byun who exclusively drinks animal blood. The family of Zhang, who’s thirst for blood is humongous and almost unquenchable. The family of Do, a family who very rarely needs to feed. The family of Park is a kind that doesn’t limit their diet to only blood, but very often eats the organs and skin of the human they’re draining as well.

And so far, the mentioned families only have one difference: the diet. But the last family, the small family of Hūn Náo, is described as passionate, turbulent, restless and violent when their thirst is awakened. Hūn Náos have stronger senses and reflexes than the other kinds and their diet is limited to “bad blood”: the blood of extreme sinners. Because of their nature when exposed to the scent of the rare bad blood, the Hūn Náos became a feared kind, and further on, the kind turned shy and held back to avoid keeping the negative label. 

As a Hūn Náo, you always used to turn heads with your strong and sassy personality, and maybe it was exactly that which attracted Byun Baekhyun to you?


It was odd, you and everyone knew it - no, forget that; everyone would have thought so if they knew.

Yet, somehow it had come to be. Your relationship with Baekhyun, that is.

One day, as you were walking down the hallway of the school building, your whole body itching to return to your dorm, rip off your bra and exchange the short checkered skirt for a pair of nice, comfortable sweats pants, when a shoulder lightly bumped into yours. The owner of the shoulder was no passerby, rather, he was walking right beside you. Your schedule let you leave school earlier every Wednesday when most of the other student still had one class left, and because of that the hallway was not crowded at all, but somehow this boy still chose to walk so closely with you. 

So, you had looked over at him and scoffed. “Come closer.” Earning a surprised laugh from the boy, which at a closer, a more focused look was beautiful. He had dark, hooded eyes, a small pout and light brunette, tussled locks that gracefully fell over his cold forehead in a way you couldn’t quite describe. And then, he had had this rectangular grin to add onto his dazzling features.

A sniff of the air had surprised you, your stronger senses revealing the identity of his wonderful boy who found your sarcastic tone funny - a Byun. Along with the discovery came a clump in your stomach, and you swallowed, preparing to tell this Byun that you were a Hūn Náo and therefore probably not the best vampire to associate with. But just as you opened your mouth to tell him, your body tensing at the disgusted look you were sure you’d receive, the Byun had stuck his hand out into the air in front of you.

“I’m Byun Baekhyun, and you?” 

You had reluctantly taken his hand, your mouth open wide as you told him your name, quickly and awkwardly followed by;

“I’m a Hūn Náo, Baekhyun, you may not want to speak to me.”

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