I’ve been such got7 trash lately and the comeback didn’t help so hERE WE GO + gifs bc, as previously stated, I am trash
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He would poke and prod at you to get your attention. When he finally had it, he’d try with all his might to convince you to take a break because “you can’t study all the time! Breaks are healthy. Did you know cuddles improve your mood by 110%?”
“That’s nice Mark, but will they improve my grades by 110% too?”
Mark would kind of pout and mope around you until you agreed to a break. Then, he’d want to go for a little walk or something to help get your mind off things; he’d ask a little bit about your studying, but would want to focus on other aspects so that when you returned to your piles of notes, you’d be refreshed.
You would have totally forgotten about your date night, so when JB showed up at your door with expectant eyes only to find you wearing loose sweatpants and your “coffee makes everything better” shirt, you’d feel awful. He’d be a little disappointed, but as soon as he saw your open textbook and messy notebook on the coffee table, he’d understand; you stuck with him while he worked, so he’d want to do the same. He’d make some food and/or tea for you both and would sit in the room with you, careful to not be in the way but also letting you know he would help in any way he could.
He’d remind you of all the hard work you’d put in during class time and the past couple of nights; at this point he honestly thought it would be impossible for you to be capable of forgetting even the smallest detail. Still, he’d accept your worrying and decide he’d help you study. Of course, he’d propose a game. He’d leave the room for a few minutes and come back looking like… the Stay Puft marshmallow man. He’d wriggle his eyebrows, explaining that every time he asked a question and you got the correct answer, he’d remove an item of clothing. You’d go through the layers quickly, though stopping to die of laughter when you saw him with one of your lace bras over a t-shirt.
He’d 100% join you in your piles of notes, reading through them quickly to understand the gist of the subject matter if he didn’t already have an idea of what you were dealing with. He’d start asking some questions to figure out how to best approach studying for the assignment, and it would snowball from there. He’d start with a small idea, and you’d pick it up from there, maybe correcting him, and pretty soon you’d be bouncing all these ideas and facts off of each other. Instead of reading and rereading the information, he’d get you to talk about it as much as you could, reading through your notes to make sure you were on the right path and didn’t stray.
He would be kind of similar to Jackson with his approach; he was sure you knew everything there was to know about the text/exam’s subject, but he understood your worries. However, he’d absolutely hate to see you so stressed, beating yourself up after you didn’t get the right answer, never taking into consideration that your brain wanted you to slow down and change things up. So, being the sweatheart he is, he’d propose a game to you in which he would ask questions based on the review your prof had given you and the notes you had in your notebook, and for every right answer you got, he’d give you a kiss. It’d probably be the giggliest, cutest study session ever tbh
He would shamelessly annoy you because he wants you to spend time with him. He’d own up to being selfish, but wouldn’t care too much because he just wanted to cuddle with you and talk about memes his day. Bambam’s relentless and random screeches, cheek poking, and giggles would go from endearing/funny to frustrating really quickly; no matter how many times you told him to bug off, he’d continue. Finally, you’d turn to him, cheeks red with the nasty words you kept inside, and create a compromise: you cuddle with him for an hour, then he helps you study after you grab some dinner. He wouldn’t mind helping, he was just happy he got his cuddles.
Yugyeom would walk in and see your papers and hands covered in coloured ink, and immediately take things into his own hands. He’d stop dead in his tracks and start asking general questions like “what are you studying (Y/N)?” “when’s the test/exam?” but pretty quickly he’d get more specific, asking the relevance of something you had just mentioned to the unit you were studying (or on the world ?). You’d start to get annoyed because, as much as you loved him and talking to him, you needed to study. You’d tell him just that, but he’d brush it off and continue. After a few more questions, reapeat what you had said before. Then, he’d simply look at you and say: “But you know it all already; you explained it perfectly to me, without any difficulty.” You’d just kinda stare off in amazement because dammit he was right.
I have an Sehun (EXO) scenario that’ll be posted tomorrow night, and a Svt reaction coming soon (I’m actually drowning in homework atm and wifi is beyond terrible everywhere I go besides McDick’s what is this) ! In the meantime, feel free to request :)
Requested: A4 (oral sex) A11 (penetrative anal sex) A14 (face sitting) B12 (heavy eye contact) D13 (squirting) & D14 (face fucking) with Bellamy Blake from the 100.
Prompt: Y/N (Bellamy’s good friend and confidante) offers Bellamy some release after a long day of negotiations.
Pairing: Bellamy Blake x Reader
Warnings: smut, as mentioned above, nsfw visuals
A/N: !!!THE GIF(S) ARE NOT MINE. CREDIT TO THE RESPECTFUL OWNERS!!! So I decided to include all of those minus the penetrative anal sex because I honestly have little to know idea how to write about that. I’ll do my research and have it ready for another piece of writing. I hope you guys like this smut piece. Lol I feel like everyone has requested Bellamy smut, so here goes!
With Finn, Bellamy and Clarke gone, you and Octavia were running things. Work in the camp had been completed before nightfall and you let everyone rest for the remaining portion of the day. You and Octavia smiled around, happy with how the camp was looking, before you went your separate ways.
You just got to the tent you & Bellamy shared and you knew that he would be back any second. You knew how much talking to the Grounders stressed him out, so you had a little surprise for his return. You were always shy to take the next step in your flirty friendship with Bellamy, but you thought today would finally be the day. You were currently laying in your bed, naked and awaiting Bellamy’s arrival.
“God damn them, Y/N!” Bellamy stormed in, not looking towards the bed. He took off his shirt and started ranting, as he normally did. “The Grounders are so damn stubborn. And now that Clarke is sexing things up with Lexa, she’s on their side too. They want us all to move in together, like some big happy family. Like I’m supposed to live with those animals!”
“I’m sorry, Bell,” you whispered and thought that maybe he needed verbal comfort more than physical comfort. “Let’s talk about it,” you stand up and decide to get dressed, your back facing him just as he turned to face you. His eyes raked over your body, his pants tightening as he realized your intentions. Bell quickly made his way over to you and held your wrist, pinning it to your back as you reached for your shirt.
“Does the little angel want to play with the big bad wolf?” Bellamy presses himself to your back and whispers into your neck, smirking as the hand pinned to your back now has easy access to his bulge. Your face turns read and you moan as he lays a wet kiss against your neck. “Were you going to seduce me?”
“I was here to relieve you,” you whisper and tilt your neck, giving him more access. “You can use me all you want, Bellamy,” Bellamy moans as you speak out, his hips pressing into your back. You palm his bulge through his pants and he sucks on a small patch of your neck.
“You can bet your cute little ass I’m gonna use you,” his free hand comes around and squeezes your ass. You yelp and he smacks it. “You don’t want the whole camp to know what we’re doing, do you?” He whispers into your neck. kissing and sucking on small patches all along the side.
“I-I don’t care, Bellamy,” you pant out and Bellamy growls.
“You’re right, let them know you’re mine,” he turns you around and pushes you down on your knees. “Get to work, angel,” Bellamy watches you as you sit up to remove his belt, your lips grazing his waist. His breath hitches in his throat you you pull down his pants and boxers. He quickly steps out of them and moans as you kiss his inner thigh. Bellamy snarls and wraps your long brown hair around his fist.
Your eyes meet Bellamy’s as you kiss his tip, letting your tongue taste his leaking precum. You moan and close your eyes as Bellamy follows suit.
“Fuck yes, angel. Just like that,” he whispers and tightens his grip on your hair, bobbing your head back and forth. The moment his tip touches the back of your throat, Bellamy goes wild: he grabs your head with both hands and starts moving his hips rapidly, face fucking you as best he could.
Bellamy looks down at you, your eyes meeting his as his hips move roughly against your face, causing you to almost choke on his size. Your eyes don’t leave his as your hands grab hold of his balls, rubbing them between your fingers. Bellamy nearly loses it, he screams out your name as his balls bounce off your chin and his erection twitches in your mouth. He’s been with other women before, but never with one like you. Your mouth was designed for him and him only.
“Fuck, angel,” he whimpers, his eyes growing darker as he takes in the sight of you. “I’m so close,” he whispers and you moan over him, the noise sending vibrations over his dick. Bellamy groans and your core leaks at the husky noise. He thrusts against your mouth a couple more times before releasing finding his release inside your mouth. He moans and yells out your name, his hips twitching as his grip on your hair loosens.
You swallow every bit of his cum and run your tongue along his shaft and tip one last time to clean everything up.
“You taste so good, Bellamy,” you whisper and blush as his eyes meet yours.
“Stand up, angel,” he commands and you stand up immediately. Bellamy’s eyes raked your naked body and you clenched your thighs together to keep your wet core from his gaze. Bellamy, of course, noticed everything. “Open your legs a little, baby. Let me see what you’re hiding.”
Your knees go weak the sound of Bellamy’s voice alone. You slowly open your legs and he smiles, his eyes growing dark.
“I wonder how the angel tastes,” he whispers and grabs your hips, pulling you flush against him. He dips his head to your neck, trailing wet kisses up to the small area beneath your ear. Bell nips the delicate skin and whispers out gruffly. “I want you to ride my face, feel my tongue going in and out of you, my hands all over your ass. Can you do that for me, angel? Will you ride my face?”
“B-Bell,” you whimper, pressing your hips flush against his as you feel his erection growing once again.
“I need you to answer me,” he growls out and smacks your ass, a low moan leaving your mouth as he does so.
“Y-yes,” you press your lips gently to his neck, letting your tongue lick a long stripe along the side. “I need to ride your face.”
“Good,” Bellamy growled and pulled you both to the bed. He laid down, his head resting on the pillow as his eyes watched you. “Crawl to my face, angel,” Bellamy whispers and you do as he asks.
You sit on your knees at the edge of the bed, your legs on either side of Bellamy’s. You slowly drag yourself up, your wet core making contact with his erection, his hips, his defined abdomen, and his chest as you leave a trail of your juices on him. Bellamy moans as he feels how wet and swollen you are for him. You reach his neck and Bellamy sees your glistening core. He smacks your ass and decides to pull you up himself, unable to wait.
He lowers your hips against his face, his mouth teasing your slit. He breathes in your scent and moans, his hands squeezing your ass as you bite your lip. Unable to wait a moment longer, Bellamy pulls you down. Your swollen lips meeting his ready ones. You moan loudly at the contact and Bellamy follows suit, the vibrations causing a tingle in your lower stomach.
“Angel tastes so good,” he whispers and his lips move against your folds. Your hands reach down and you grab a hold of his hair as his tongue enters you. You scream his name and Bell holds on to your hips, his arms snaking around your thighs from behind. He smacks your ass and you jolt. You feel his smirk as he holds you down to his face, his tongue teasing your clit as you moan. You’d never felt like this before, how were you supposed to hold off for so long?
“Don’t hold back, angel,” Bellamy moans against you, as though reading your mind. “Cum all over my face, I want to taste all of you.”
You pant, moaning Bellamy’s name as you tug on his hair. His thumb reaches around and presses against your clit as your thighs shake. His tongue enters you and swirls around your tight, hot crevices. You moan as he finds your g-spot, and you’re now unable to hold back.
“BELLAMY, FUCK!” You tug his hair and scream his name as you squirt all over his face, just as he wanted. Your body convulses over his as you ride out your high with Bellamy mercilessly swiping up your juices with his skilled tongue. Your climax ends a little too soon for your liking and you’re left blushing as Bellamy pulls you down, laying you atop him.
“Fuck, that was hot angel,” he whispers and kisses you, wanted to give you a taste of yourself. You moan into his mouth and he smirks, running his hands through your hair. “Let’s go to the river. Clean ourselves up quickly?” He kisses down your neck as you smile.
“Sounds like a plan to me,” you whisper and tug on his hair, happy that you finally had the guts to seduce the handsome devil.
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Mick was sitting in
the kitchen of the Waverider when you found him. He was nursing a bottle of
beer, his attention on the middle of the table but you knew that it wasn’t the
focus. You’d seen this look on him once before, following…
You shook the
thought from your mind, it didn’t matter. All that mattered was being there for
him when he needed you. And this was one of those times more than ever. You had
to push your own emotions aside, forget your own grief, to be there for him.
‘Do you remember,’
you started, moving to sit beside him, hoping that he’d focus in on your voice
before you got to the main part of your anecdote, ‘the time we booby-trapped
Mick let out a
gruff sound of agreement.
There was something
missing from behind his eyes, and you knew that it was because of Leonard. You
knew that he wouldn’t speak about it though, that much you’d learnt from a
young age. So you sat there with him, getting your own drink and making a small
toast to Leonard, ensuring that Mick knew you were there for him whenever he
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respective owners; I just found them on Google (added the links in the
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Your jaw dropped as you scrolled down the story. Your eyes couldn’t get wider as you continued reading. “What are you reading, darling?” You felt a presence behind you and you simply slid the computer to your significant other.
- Him being anxious that you wouldn’t accept him or his family’s lifestyle.
- Walking home on cold evenings together from the Garrison and being surprised when Michael wraps his jacket around your shoulders when he notices you shivering.
- Him being paranoid when John gets along with you more than he thinks he should.
- Catching him staring at you especially when you smile/laugh.
- Comforting him as he rests his head in your lap whilst crying uncontrollably after he killed Father Hughes.
- Hot and passionate sex in Tommy’s office.
- Him cupping your face as he kisses you lovingly.
- Being woken in the night to him spooning you when he comes home late from meetings with Tommy.
- Getting irritated when he gets ash all over your nice clean sheets despite telling him on multiple occasions.
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It was one of those awful nights again. Those nights where you spent tossing and turning and the twins were kicking you relentlessly. Eventually you gave up all hope of nodding off as you pulled yourself upright in bed.
“Everything alright darlin’?” John said sleepily as he turned over to face you.
“Yeah it would be if I could get some sleep, the twins just won’t stop kicking me - they’re driving me mad!” You whined, rubbing you hand across your stomach.
“They’re definitely Shelby babies, already little fighters.” John chuckled as he propped himself up on his elbow.
“Well I wish they’d stop, they’re leaving me feeling bruised and agitated.” You complained.
“Maybe daddy should talk to them, y'know tell them to give you a break.” John suggested, getting all excited like he usually did whenever the twins were brought up in conversation. Despite his fearsome reputation as one of the Shelby brothers he was in fact a complete softie where the babies were concerned, you loved being one of the very few to see this side of him.
“I’m at that point where I’m willing to try anything.” You grouched, leaning your head against the headboard.
John shuffled down the bed while moving your slip up allowing him to soothingly massage your exposed swollen belly.
“Hey fellas it’s your Pa here.” He began, his face mere inches away.
“Woah hold on a minute! We don’t know their gender, you can’t assume they’re boys.” You interrupted.
“They’re boys trust me, if the Shelby family tree is anything to go by then they are.” John countered. “Anyway boys, as I was saying before your mother rudely interrupted.” He continued despite you smacking him lightly on the arm in jest. “You need to give your Ma a break from the kicking, I know you both want to play active roles in the family business but they’ll be plenty of time for that when you get older. Let her rest for now.” He lectured before placing a kiss on either side of your stomach.
For the first time in two hours the kicking finally subsided much to your amazement. “Wow I think it has genuinely worked, they’ve stopped.” You sighed in relief.
“Of course they have, from now on call me the baby whisperer.” John laughed as he gave you a cheeky kiss.
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