Shes Dreaming - Jimin Smut

Thoughts of him fulfilled my mind, every second of the day. His peach, plump lips that I so desperately wanted to bite and suck on. The smooth curve of his biceps or even the hint of his hips and boxers as he stretched. Of course he was my shit-head brothers best friend.

I sat across from him at the dinner table, head down avoiding all possible eye contact that could be made. He and my brother bickering over idiotic sports and chatting about new albums that have come out. I quickly munched on rabbit food, aka salad. Jimmy staying over was a regular occurrence on weekends sadly. Well I loved seeing him, but it hurt my heart as he would never love me. Well I can’t even look at the guy, so any chance of us dating would be inevitable.

I picked up the green leaf carelessly with my fork and half attempted to put it to my mouth, but I failed. The leaf fell to the upper part of my chest, half hazed I barely noticed. I heard someone clear their throat, drawing my attention to them. My eyes met Jimin’s, caught like a deer in the headlights I just stared at him. He pointed to his own chest and I looked quizzically at him. What is this guy going on about? He went from pointing to his chest to mine. I looked down at and saw that god damn lettuce on the crevice of my breasts. I shut my eyes, picked the lettuce up and put it onto my plate. Embarrassed I quickly excused myself from the table and ran to my room.

Good job y/n, you sure know how to impress a guy. I flopped onto my bed and called up my best friend.

“Caitlyn I did it again”

“Did what?”

“I fucked up in front of Jimin” I groaned.

“What did you do this time?” I could basically feel the smirk on her face.

“I got lettuce on my fucking tits and he had to point it out to me.”

All I heard from the other line was a burst of giggles and hysterical laughing. I rolled my eyes. Real support I have here.

“This isn’t helping” I whined.

“Honey at the moment I think the only thing that could help you is jesus. Just think of it this way, at least he was looking at your titties”

“You really aren’t helping at all you slag”

“Awwww you love me anyway haha, I have to get going now. The shower is calling my smelly ass.”

And with that I was left alone to wallow in my own self pity.

Deciding sleep was the best option, I started to get dressed. I had removed all garments of clothing besides my lace panties and bra as my door opened without even a knock.

“Hey y/n…. Oh, oh shit sorry” Jimins voice turned from calm and collected to frantic within seconds. My arms quickly went to cover my barely covered parts.

I stared at him with wide eyes, completely paralysed.

Stumbling on his words, he quickly shut the door and excited.

Well fuck me, literally. Why can’t people learn to knock? As if my night could become even more embarrassing honestly. I’m not even going to question what he thought of my body. I fell backwards onto my bed, grabbed a pillow and screamed into it. This was probably the most embarrassing thing ever to happen to me, but at this stage. The fucks I gave were close to none. With a quick little fit, I scrambled under my sheets and allowed sleep to take over.

My dream slowly became clear as I realised my surroundings, I was back at the moment of getting changed.

This time the door opened again and it was Jimin. He was adorned in an all black outfit. A lose black shirt and his iconic ripped skinny jeans, he was to die for to say the least. I covered myself again with my arms, but this time he didn’t stutter, nor run away. He stepped inside my room, and with a swift movement he shut the door and locked it.

“My, my you look delicious” His eyes filled with hunger. They pierced me as if he was a lion about to go for the attack on a lamb, being me. I could feel myself being eaten whole by his lust clouded eyes.

He charged forward and removed my covering arms.

“Let me see you beautiful” He whispered seductively into my ear. He looked at my body and slowly went onto his knees, my legs slightly trembling. He ran his masculine hands down the curves of my body and down to my panty line.

“Please let me have you baby, you look even better than I imagine in my dreams” His eyes looked at me pleadingly. I bit my lip enticingly and nodded my head yes.

He hooked his fingers and pulled my panties down without any hesitation. He caressed around the top part of my thighs, “My god I want to devour you”

“Do it then” I whispered almost breathless from the quick encounter.

He stood back on his feet and carefully pushed me back onto the bed. He climbed ontop of me and spread my legs. With a hand now at my heat, i felt a rubbing sensation already making me wet. I bit my lip, already trying to hold back my desperate moans. I saw his jeans becoming strained from his member. i moved my way to his jeans and unbutton them, pulling them as well as his boxers down. The sight of him made me instantly wetter.

“Someone likes what they see” Jimin smirked. The urge for him grew instantly.

“Please just fuck me Jimin” I moaned.

“As you wish”

He removed his fingers and ripped off his shirt, revealing his caramel abs.

“Oh fuck me” i mumble,

“Oh don’t worry I will” And with that he flipped me into all four’s.

Without a word, Jimin slams into me. Filling me whole.

“Ah fuck y/n, your pussy is so tight, I feel like I’m going to cum already” He grunted.

Suddenly I turn into a little hoe to say the least.

“Cum in me Jimin, make me leak with you” I moan, playing with my nipples. I felt my stomach tying into nots as he pounded in and out of me.

“Please make me cum Jimin” I pant as I feel him pulsate inside of me. That must have triggered him as I felt him twitch inside of me. He seemed to have doubled his efforts as he reached around to play with my clit and pounded into me even harder. Both of our pants growing by the minute. The feeling of me in-between his fingertips sent shots of pleasure through my body as my pants became heavier and I felt myself being brought closer to my orgasm. He reached his arm around and began to roughly play with my nipple, his panting becoming more ragged and uneven. I pressed my hips further back into Jimin, allowing him to go deeper into me. My hands grasped the blanket as I felt myself rapidly coming closer to my orgasm.

“I’m going to cum” I moaned.

“Me too” He panted back, holding my breast like a vice and rubbed my nipple harder.

“I’m cumin y/n, cum with me” He thrusts into me and starts to spurt cum. He leans down to kiss and bite my neck, his thrusts becoming reckless and uncontrolled. The sounds of Jimins voice puts me over the edge as my walls tighten around his cumming member. Our juices mixed together and began to drip down my leg. As we calmed down, he pulled out and rolled to his side looking at me.

“Well that was better than expected” He heaved. I nodded my head in agreement.

I rested my head onto his bare chest. He caressed my head, bringing me into a feeling of comfort. He kissed the top of my head.

“Its time to wake up now baby”

“What do you mean?” I looked questionably at him.

“You got to wake up jagiya” My face turned into a puppies.

“But I don’t want to.” My mood instantly being disrupted.

“But you must” He caressed my face and slowly started to disappear.  Of course, dreams never last forever.

As I felt my real life senses coming back, I felt a wetness on my hand. I open my eyes and look down.

Well fuck. I quickly remove my hand from my shorts and wipe off the liquid. I lean my head back.

“Fucking Jimin” I groan.

“Well, that’s what it sounds like you were doing” I heard a chuckle.

My eyes shot up to meet his lust filled ones. A seductive smirk lingered on his face. I felt a lump in my throat and my cheeks turn strawberry red.

‘Oh fuck, oh fuck oh fuck’ I thought to myself. I was left completely speechless as he came closer to me. He sat at the end of the bed and leaned closer to me. Whispering in my ear 'How about I make that dream a reality?’ I pulled my face back slightly from his and looked at him with shocked eyes. He smirked.

'I’ll take that as a yes’ as his lips soon met mine.

My oh my, how dreams can truly come true.

-Hufflepuff Hoe

anonymous asked:

Why does John like turtles ??

I guess shit head McGee drew some when he was a soldier or something

He’s actually just a fucking furry

closed w/ acrasialtrolls

Shit, your head was pounding. You knew you shouldn’t have had so damn much to drink last night but hell, you did anyway. Twenty-four hours later and you bet your ass you were still feeling incredibly horrible.

You couldn’t remember anything from the night before, and you also didn’t remember how you ended up passed out on a park bench. Maybe you had gone for a walk and just… collapsed? Oh well, at least it wasn’t in a gutter this time. So undignified.

You were quickly pulled from your thoughts when you swore you could hear the muffled sound of someone talking to you through the blood rushing through your skull.


You couldn’t be bothered opening your eyes.

s-allfandomsunite  asked:

Just wanted to say that don't listen to anon shit heads because they don't know shit. Keep hanging in there love <3 I love you

Thank you so much, sweetheart!! You’re absolutely right. 

Thank you for your kind words. You definitely put a smile on my face after that jerk anon. I love you right back!! :) <3

anonymous asked:

I hope SS fans know that Sasuke apologizing to sakura doesnt excuse the fact of him admitting he has no interest in her. Seriously this ship is so forced and so fake it's a total mindfuck.Putting sasuke with sakura just to make HER happy, rlly Kishi?

Ikr!! They have no respect for themselves as they imagine themself as Sakura, which they are. Pathetic women who have no ounce of respect for themselves and only go for guys appearances. Shallow minded shit heads who force SasuSaku is real love are pathetic and sorry doesn’t make everything okay. Just like you stated Kishimoto PITIED HER, and was in the need of money and that is why SasuSaku happened. Thanks for inboxing!!!!

j0ngie j0ngie “What’s wrong”Ehh the stuff you reblogged–…

Babe– do I have to slap you to get this shit out of your head?

But…I really want a solo album of my own….and for you to write me songs for my album…like you did for Taemin’s album…that’d be so awesome. I would also love to have a song where you and I sing together, I’d love that /he smiled softly/

OPEN TO: women 
INSPIRED BY: this post

     erik had never been a patient (nor entirely emotionally stable, if you wanted to get down to it) man. even as a child you could see rage brimming under his otherwise sweet features when he was denied something he wanted. but nothing on this planet was liable to set him off like losing sleep. that was like pouring gasoline over dry tinder and dropping a lit match. ‘hey, lovebirds,’ he yelled as he furiously knocked on his neighbor’s door. ‘love isn’t a real thing and you’re both probably going to get herpes, but if you don’t put a muzzle on it i’m going to chop you up and serve you at my-’ he pulled back his hand as the door opened, narrowly avoiding knocking his neighbor across the head. ‘well shit,’ erik said, taking a step back. ‘good to see you too. where the fuck was all this energy when we went to football games and shit?’ 

Fun fact: before knowing Kageyama’s name I called him potato head.