Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Oral (both receiving), Slightly Rough but Passionate Sex, Unprotected Sex, Orgasm Denial, Multiple Orgasms, BIRTHDAY SEX
Notes: Oh snap, did you know it’s August 26th? That means it’s the birthday of our favorite skinny little nugget. So, I popped this idea to Camile earlier this week and she’s like “Oh snap, let’s do this. I love this idea!” She came up with most of the plot (I gave her ideas, I promise) and BAM! COLLAB COMPLETE FOR DYLAN. We just gotta say that we love you, Dylan O’Brien. You are our everything. You are the most amazing person in the world and I don’t know what we would do without you. You genuinely are the most passionate man, and you have graced us with your heart and soul. Thank you, for everything, and happy 26th birthday.
PS I JUST SPENT A HALF HOUR TRYING TO POST THIS. I’M SORRY.
neil josten paints his nails bright orange and uses a white nail pen to draw on everyone’s jersey numbers - he does the monsters on one hand himself: #8 on his thumb, #2 on his pointer finger, #5 on his pinky to piss Aaron off, #3 on his middle finger obviously because that’s Andrew’s response when he sees it and “no #10 isn’t on the ring finger because I’m basically married to Andrew stfu Nicky”
he gets Allison to do his other hand with the upperclassman starting with #4 on his thumb “because Matt is literally ‘thumbs up’ as a human being”, #1 goes on his pointer finger, #6 on the pinky in memory, Allison rightly draws #7 on his middle finger and puts #9 on his ring finger in no way copying exactly what Neil’s left hand means “stop being in denial Josten”
Here have a crybaby echofell gastersans for this speedpaint~ BTW i did my nails with this kindof bronzish colors anD LOOK THEIR SO SHINY OOOOOOO. The video isn’t as long as the usual ones (which are 4 to 5 mins) coz i forgot to put some stuff im sorryyy ;A;. But hope ya’ll like it anyway~ 🙆🙆
Summary: You always knew there were rumors spreading around the city about you but who could have thought that it will lead to so much trouble.
Genre: Mafia AU
Word Count: 1,508
The ride was awfully quite for good fifteen minutes. It
didn’t surprise me though. We had nothing to talk about. Why did they even take
me in the first place?
“Where are we going?” I finally asked them, breaking the
“To HQ,” Baekhyun replied.
“So we could find out what’s the real reason you came back.”
I sighed. This was the least important thing right now. If
we’re going there, we should have taken her with us instead of leaving her with
Yoongi out of all people.
“You shouldn’t have left her there… It would have been
better if you at least escorted her back home.”
“She can’t be seen with us, besides she would have never
gone with us,” Chanyeol was the one to speak now.
“She would have gone with me if you two didn’t interfere!” I
complained. Bakehyun turned around in his seat to face me.
“Did you really believe she would be that stupid to show you
where she lives? She may have forgotten a lot of things but certain skills are
forever etched in her brain. Why do you think she was carrying this?” he said,
showing me the dagger he took from her. I didn’t want to admit it but he was
right. She’s smart.
“Still… She’s not safe out there. Isn’t BTS after her as
well?” I was about to ask when Chanyeol stopped the car out of the blue.
“She’s with Yoongi.”
“Then where were the others,” Baekhyun continued Chanyeol’s
trail of thought.
“Exactly,” he said and started the engine again, he took a
sharp left and turned around.
“Where are you going? She obviously won’t be in the park
“We’re going to her place,” Baekhyun explained.
“You know where she lives?”
“We know a lot about her. Had to keep an eye out.”
I was seriously surprised to hear this, it was not what we
agreed to years ago. He seemed to notice my confusion.
“Don’t worry she doesn’t know about us. The only people she
really talk to are Kyungsoo and Yuta anyway,” he said, glancing at me.
Yuta. Jus hearing his name irritated me. Who the hell does
he think he is?
“I preferred if you didn’t mention that traitor when I’m
around,” I said, leaning back in my seat.
“Hoho, traitor, that’s a strong word,” Chanyeol mocked.
“I told him to leave but instead he stayed and is now even acquainted
I could have gone about this forever but we have reached her
house already. The lights weren’t on. We got out of the car and went to the
door. Chanyeol bent down to pick the lock but the front door was slightly open.
“Shit,” he hissed, pushing them. It was quiet inside and no
sign of anyone even being here. As they searched downstairs, I went up and
started checking the rooms. Why was she living in such a big house all alone? I
went inside one of them which looked like the bedroom. I noticed the dress, she
was wearing before, thrown on the bed. So she was here. The other two came
upstairs soon after.
“Nothing,” I told them. “You think they took her?”
“Who else?” Baekhyun was clearly annoyed by now. “You
realize this is your fault.”
“How is this my fault? You were the ones who left her!” I
shouted and Chanyeol shoved me into the wall.
“Don’t test your luck. You weren’t supposed to be here in
the first place, even more contacted her. Of course it’s your fault!”
I pushed him off and went to the door, taking my phone out.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
“I think it’s pretty obvious that we three won’t be able to
find her alone. I will call the others.”
“Are they back?”
“We all came back.”
“Why?” Baekhyun interrupted. I threw him a glare.
“You should know this yourself, weren’t you the ones
responsible for getting her involved in all this all over again in the first
place?” I said and went outside.
I let go of the idiot who was still trying his hardest to
survive and picked up my phone.
“What?” I asked Hoseok. “I’m kind of busy here.”
“There was a problem.”
“What!?” I stepped away from the body and took a deep breath
in attempt to calm myself down. “What happened?”
“We had to take her to the hospital,” I couldn’t believe
what I was hearing. Did those idiots really managed to screw up so badly when I
left them for a few hours?
“Who did it? Was it Jimin? Taehyung?”
“It was Jungkook.”
I was losing my patience. Nothing made sense to me.
“We think he actually knows her. Well at least she
recognized him,” Hoseok continued. “What do we do?”
This was bad, if she knows him, she can find out who we are
“Where is he now?” I asked him.
“In the hospital. He insisted on going with us.”
“Us? Are you all there? Could you make this even more suspicious?”
I heard him sigh. I knew what he was thinking.
“This is a private hospital, no one would even dare think
about saying something.”
“Whatever. I will be right there,” I said and hung up. I
went back to the body and took my gun out. “Any last words?” I asked him.
“You guys are stupid,” he laughed. “If you hurt her, EXO
will be the first to find out.”
“Well you won’t be the one to tell them,” I said as I pulled
the trigger. One idiot less in the city.
I watched the people go back and fourth down the hall. Some
nurses entering the operating theatre every so often. I bit down on my nail. We
did it this time…
“Relax, she’s not dying,” Taehyung said as he came in with
the cups of coffee. We have been here for two hours and every little thing
irritated me to no end.
“I’m sorry, since when did you become the doctor?” I asked
“Why are you even so worried? It was Jungkook who did it.”
“Yeah but it will be me who Yoongi will kill because I was
the one responsible for her,” I shouted and stood up. He lifted his eyebrow and
looked at me.
“Yeah right. You were so responsible! Like a parent who sends his child out to
school. Is that why you tortured her?”
Low blow. That little shit. It could have been him doing
that. I blame my stupid brain who never passes up an offer. I will make sure to
get him back for this.
“What are you two doing?” Hoseok asked when he came back. “Where
“He left,” Taehyung replied quickly.
“I thought I told you to watch him!”
“Oh come on, he’s a big boy. He can go wherever he wants,”
Taehyung teased. Hoseok grabbed him by the collar.
“This is no time for jokes Tae. I think you don’t understand
how serious this situation just become,” he growled. He was angry. I sight you
don’t see every day.
“I will go look for him. He couldn’t have gone far,” I interrupted
them before Hoseok started a fight. After all I knew Jungkook didn’t even
leave, it was just Taehyung buying time for him. I could see it in his eyes. I
thought for a while where he could be and decided to check the roof. To my
surprise he was actually there.
“Jungkook!” I shouted but he couldn’t hear me because of the
strong wind. I approached him silently and I heard him speaking. At first I
thought he was actually talking to himself until I noticed the phone.
“I didn’t know it was her. What was I supposed to do?” he
asked. “Of course there are not many Y/N out there but it just sort of
“Who are you talking to?” I asked him immediately.
He was startled by my sudden appearance and quickly put his
“Ah Jimin!” he leaned on the railing. “I didn’t see you
I grabbed and pulled him to me, so he would look me in the face.
“Jungkook what are you hiding?” I narrowed my eyes on him.
“I don’t think this is the right time to fight among
ourselves, right? I heard NCT came back.”
“How do you know this?”
“A little birdie told me,” he smirked. I let go of him and
took a few steps back. If they’re here, they will soon be after her as well. I
grabbed him by his jacket sleeve and went downstairs.
“No need to be rough, Jimin,” he said, trying to loosen my
grip on him. I stopped abruptly and he bumped into me.
“Jungkook, do you actually know her?” I asked him. He was
awfully suspicious. Hoseok was right about watching him.
“More than all of you obviously,” he chuckled but then almost
immediately looked at me with a serious expression. “She contacted me herself.”
I’m finally graduating with my Master’s of Science in Special Education! I did my nails with Hofstra colors and my students helped decorate my graduation cap (they’re graduating pre-k this year as well!)
(first off I'd like to thank y'all for making this wonderful blog, I love reading everything on here. It also says we may submit new prompts? If not, feel free to delete this) Could I request Steve accidentally finding, and liking pole dancing? It's a full body workout, and it also helps with balence and coordination. Bonus if these skills somehow come out in the middle of a mission + teams reactions.
It was a quick lift,
twist, and spin (ok, more like a kick but the HYDRA agent’s face was in the way
of his boot) and Steve didn’t think anything of it.
Until he saw Tony smirking
wickedly and blast an exit in the far wall with a repulsor beam. They were on the quinjet headed back to
Avengers Tower when it started.
“Interesting new moves,
“-No, I mean it! Where’d
you learn that? I’ve only seen that sort of thing in certain types of
Bruce was looking on
confused and a little anxious. The Hulk
exhausted him and he clearly wasn’t sure if he had the energy for Tony’s
Clint swallowed a bite of
his protein bar and smirked. “Oh
yeah. That was a pretty great kick to the head. Very acrobatic.”
“-I’m just saying!”
Before Steve had a chance
to defend himself, Maria Hill’s voice carried from the far corner where she was
bandaging Sam’s wrist. “He takes pole
dancing classes with me.”
It was true. He’d stumbled upon the class by accident and
after a little coaxing he’d joined and he loved
it. Not just because he got to spend
time with teammates he didn’t always see (Darcy helped him catch up on what he
missed while he was in the ice better than anyone, Nancy in accounting had the
best recommendations for restaurants, and it was one of the only times he saw
Pepper really relax), but because he felt centered and strong and sure-footed
in a way he didn’t after his usual exercise regimen, even his gymnastics.
Tony sputtered on his smoothie. (The inclusion of a smoothie bar on the
quinjet had been mocked exactly once)
“Rogers I underestimated you! He doesn’t blush the whole time? Romanoff, you’re not jealous you’re not in on
Natasha didn’t look up
from filing down the nails she’d broken.
“I’m the instructor. He doesn’t
“Huh. And here I thought the forties would have
made you a little conservative.”
“Tony, I was a
first-generation kid living in with other immigrants and spent my life getting
beaten up for defending people from bullies that didn’t respect them or their
rights. I Captained the first
interracial special ops team. What part
of that seems conservative?”
“I meant, you know, sexually.”
Natasha snorted and gave
an emphatic “Nope!”, also without
looking up from her nails.
“Oh my god. Did you just.
Did you just announce that you and Cap are banging?”
Steve groaned. “Tony-“
“Pole dancing, dating the
scariest human this side of Barnes.
What’s next? You gonna tell me you’re dating him, too?!”
Steve rubbed the back of
his neck. “…Well….”
“Oh my god.” Tony closed his faceplate. “I need to rethink everything I thought I
knew. I’ll see you all at the Tower.”
Once Tony took off it was
quiet for some time, everyone recovering from the fight (or digesting
information, Steve wasn’t sure which.)
After several minutes,
from one corner came a quiet ‘Told you’
and Sam begrudgingly passed Clint a twenty dollar bill.
Steve wasn’t sure he
wanted to know which part exactly they’d bet on.