am i really doing this ... i swear

tanekore  asked:

-screaming at your tags- right?! Like whys there gotta be so much mental/verbal prep? Why do clothes have to be in the way? What are limbs and why won't they go where we need them to? Do I really have to explain how you're presently contorted just do the do!

It’s like a curse, I swear (don’t even talk to me about limb arrangements, especially if there are more than two characters involved.)

I mean, I’m not going to point fingers Jason, but there is a time and a place for these characters to have their emotional crises that require elaborate backstory explanation and it is not when I am trying to write porn, okay? But any time sex is on the table, all of a sudden they just want to talk talk talk. Then it’s 8000 words later and I am screaming.

(And speaking of on the table, why won’t they actually just get on the damn table? Why must the journey to the nearest horizontal surface be that of a 1000 miles? Please, I am b e g g i n g you guys. Just fuck.)


Let’s swing, baby!

Part of the Pandora Hearts gift exchange! This one’s for Dweebunny! Hope you have a lovely winter break! <3

Only Slytherin; Part 1

“I want to make out with you.” “We’re in the middle of potions class” “So?”

”Its not dark enough.” “Darling it’s black” “Not black enough

“Why are you crying did someone say something really stupid again”

“I didn’t mean to sound like a psychopath when I said that I just hate people”

“Fucking hell am I the only one here who is not an uncultured swine”

“How am I supposed to express my emotions if I can’t even fucking swear in the essay professor”

“I’m sorry do words with more than 3 syllables confuse you?”

“If you don’t shut the fuck up about how uncomfortable your shoes are I will get you muggle crocs for Christmas.”

“Professor am I not meant to be truthful? Then why am in trouble for for calling her out on being a raging bitch?”

“I love you but I don’t need this right now please leave”

“Stop crying, he’s not worth your tears”

Holiday Party - One Shot


Summary: A holiday AU in which a very affectionate Bucky asks you a very big question.

Prompt(s):Request from that Xmas Prompt thing. Either all three, a combo of some, or just one. Please and thank you? “person a seducing person b into taking a few steps back/backing them against the wall (”oh look, how did that mistletoe get right there????”)” OR “PULLING YOU IN FOR A KISS WITH A SCARF” OR “i did that annoying thing where i put loads of smaller boxes inside one big box and you’re getting really mad but you don’t know that the ring is in the smallest box and i can’t wait to see your face.“

Warnings: Just one swear word. :) This is nonstop fluff are you kidding???

Word Count: 1497

Author’s Note: Fluff! @creideamhgradochas, Why do you send me proposal requests when I am an angst monster?? I love you but my teeth are falling out from the amount of floof here. Ok. Here you go, love. I’m trying trying trying to at least get the holiday requests out before Christmas XD We’ll see.

Originally posted by thejourney-so-far

Most people assume that James Buchanan Barnes, military man, ex-assassin, former Winter Soldier, is distant and reserved in a relationship, withholding affection except when you pull it out of him in quiet moments behind closed doors. Nothing could be further from the truth.

Bucky Barnes is an absolute pest. When you first started casually seeing each other it was exciting and fun. You loved how he’d make a show of swooping you into a deep kiss for absolutely no reason, only to return you to your feet bewildered and grinning like an idiot.

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So junkrat blew himself up in the trailer to the year of the rooster event and i laughed so hard! I really wish i got a better screenshot so i can see more of the detail on the outfit to do it justice…i wells 8T. I AM DETERMINED TO GET ALL OF JUNKRAT AND ROADHOGS SPECIAL EMOTES, HIGHLIGHT INTROS AND ECT IN THIS EVENT THIS I SWEAR ALSO ITS 5AM AND IM GONNA PASS OUT AND I CANT DRAW

Being the fifth member/only girl in the band would include...
  • wanting to drop out of high school because most of the boys did but luke trying his best not to let that happen by helping you finish on the road so the two of you do math together at 2:00 am in the tour bus
  • all the boys being super protective of you
  • “i’m sad so can i sleep in your bunk tonight? we’ll watch a movie”
  • “calum, you’re over 6 feet tall and this bunk is really tiny and - fine”
  • a different boy carrying you off stage each night
  • “that’s where my shirt went! i’ve been looking for it for a month!”
  • “ashton, it looks better on me anyway”
  • “well…true. you still have to give it back eventually though”
  • being smushed in between calum and luke during an interview and them joking that you’re “in the middle of a cake sandwich”
  • fans coming up with ship names for you and each boy and making edits, youtube videos, gifs, etc. of their favorite ship
  • wearing heels basically 24/7 to be closer in height to your giant band members
  • re-dying michael’s hair for him in a hotel room at midnight when it starts to fade
  • knowing every single thing about all of the boys
  • bonding with lauren and being like the big sister she never had when she comes to visit ashton on tour
  • “um…why would i date someone that she (you) doesn’t like?”
  • luke snapchatting you from the bunk directly above you
  • attending award shows with them and the five of you looking hot af on the red carpet
  • collectively agreeing that you’ll be the one to make the acceptance speech if you win because michael claims that “you sound smarter than us when you talk”
  • constant funny tweets and instagram posts
  • being able to say “i love you” to 4/4 at any given time without it being weird at all
  • them saying it right back
  • always having someone to cuddle and have deep talks with
  • writing songs with calum
  • being completely comfortable in front of the boys and vice versa
  • possibly dating your fav and being the best couple in existence because you literally get to travel the world together


signs as perks of being a wallflower quotes
  • Aries: "And in that moment, I swear we were infinite"
  • Taurus: "If you care about somebody, you should want them to be happy. Even if you end up being left out"
  • Gemini: "So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be"
  • Cancer: "I think everyone is special in their own way. I really do"
  • Leo: "I'm going to do what I want to do. I'm going to be who I really am. And I'm going to figure out what that is"
  • Virgo: "I just need to know that someone out there listens and understands and doesn't try to sleep with someone even if they could have. I need to know these people exist"
  • Libra: "We accept the love we think we deserve"
  • Scorpio: "It's just that I don't want to be someone's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too"
  • Sagittarius: "We didn't talk about anything heavy or light. We were just there together. And that was enough"
  • Capricorn: "I just want to know that you're very special...and the only reason I'm telling you is I don't know if anyone else ever has"
  • Aquarius: "He's a wallflower. You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand"
  • Pisces: "There's nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like having a sore stomach for the right reasons"
But Can We Talk About Phil “amazingphil” Lester?
  • Phil “My best friend is more successful than I am and all I do is encourage and support him” Lester
  • Phil “No-one ever gives me credit for my ideas in videos and I’ve never said anything about it” Lester
  • Phil “I’m 28 years old and I won’t swear” Lester
  • Phil “I get really nervous in front of crowds but I’ll still do conferences and workshops for you guys” Lester
  • Phil “I’ve had a youtube account almost from day one and I’m still here” Lester
  • Phil “I was bullied at school but all I’m ever going to be is nice” Lester
  • Phil “I’m writing a book and planning a tour and running a radio show but I’ll still do a liveshow with you every week” Lester
  • Phil “someone sent me a drawing of me naked and instead of mocking it I made it a feature to encourage young artists” Lester
  • Phil “I’m an award winning radio presenter who’s met hundreds of celebrities but I’ll still reply to your tweets with emoji’s” Lester
  • Phil “I’m not good at anything really” Lester
voltron actor au headcanons

or in which I am in too deep, i have fallen and i don’t want to get up


● Hunk is actually the one who swears the most when he messes up a line

● and to contrary popular belief, Pidge swears the least but when they do it’s like those old man swears like ‘gosh diddly darn’

● Keith snorts everytime when he hears them say that

● Hunk??? is actually the ladies man??? on set?? he occasionally flirts with the workers but he’s super charming and suave also it’s quite playful what a beautiful man

● Lance is just super nice??? he always greets the workers and asks them about their day, compliments everyone, always stands ready with a bottle of water on the sides for his crewmates when they finish shooting a scene etc. this boy is just really nice and everyone loves him

● also Lance and children?? the purest combination ever. children love Lance, everytime when some brings their kid over Lance is like the unofficial babysitter bc he’s just so good??? he immediately talks and plays with them and makes sure to sign their little autogram books and shows them around the set and teaches them laser gun noises, he has gotten so many marriage proposals from so many kids already

● Shiro is so goofy and the ultimate photobomber, it’s hilarious 

● Keith, wonderful child of floof, it took him so many tries to get this one scene in front of Lance’s healing pod right bc Lance kept making faces at him through the glass

● Pidge always getting piggyback rides from everyone bc they are smol and compact

● Allura and Shiro being gym pals and Allura always snapchats their work out progress (she can benchpress Shiro there is photographic evidence b y e)

● Hunk being that one person who laughs really loud before slapping you on your back in good humour but accidentally almost smacking you right into the sun bc he’s so strong

● Coran may be a bad cook during the series but offscreen he can make some mean sandwiches which are guaranteed to be completely gone in the first few minutes

● Lance having pet names for everyone bc he’s just so affectionate and it makes Keith blush everytime whenever someone calls him ‘Keithy Boy’



● Nearly half of the whole set pour outside the studio just to catch that damn thing, Matt wins by catching a Dragonair with the CP of 934

● One time Lance’s snap story was full of Pidge planking on various objects around the studio

● Lance being that one person to start randomly dancing on the spot, Hunk joins him nearly every time, sometimes he even starts beatboxing

● Allura has a video of Lance roping Keith into a silly version of Waltz and Keith is a blushing mess but he’s giggling and everyone’s heart melts bc look at their boy being so happy

● Pidge; *during a shoot* ‘here come dat boi’

Lance; *from inside the healing pod* ‘OH SHIT WADDUP’


Euphoria in Withdrawal (pt 3 of Rules of Recognition series)

Sebastian Stan x reader

Notes: fluff, smut, alcohol, swearing, public touchy-feely. 

Summary: you decide it’s Sebastian’s turn to have some fun.

A/N: Yes. I know; another series. What the hell am I getting myself into? And I noticed that it’s mainly smut. But I have a feeling that most of you wouldn’t really mind that.. neither do I ;)

Originally posted by itsawkwardfangirl

Singapore; you’d never been there before, but after setting only one foot on Singaporian soil, you knew you never wanted to leave. A cab took you and Sebastian to one of the most famous hotels in the world: the Marina Bay Sands. You’d heard about it before, and about the infinity pool on the rooftop. Apparently, it also included a club and a cocktailbar. You knew not to get used to it, the jet-set sort of lifestyle, but you were gonna enjoy it while you could.

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One chapter plus epilogue away from the ending of my book.  My head is just one giant screaming noise right now.  Who wants to write me 100k word fic of soft Bob and Alicia?  Or Zimbits?

haha no, I’m kidding.

But really this is the worst.  I’m going to sleep for three days when this is over I swear to god.  Why did I choose this career.  Why do I hate myself.

  • Harry: [on his birthday] Y'know what? I am going to do something today. I'm not just gonna sit around like some old man. I'm gonna get something pierced. Like my uh, like my nose or my tongue or something.
  • Ginny: Really? 'Cause you know that hurts.
  • Harry: So what? You know the way I see it-
  • [Ginny pulls a hair out from the back of Harry's head]
  • Harry: Ow! Son of a BITCH!
The customer is king

Word count: 1349

Genre: Fluff

Summary: So you’re a waitress in a café and Pip works with you and then an old lady happens. Tell the world I slayed this summary.

Pairing: Philip x Reader

Au: modern coffee shop

Warnings: Swearing, Kisses,

Note: Reader is clearly female in this one. I really enjoy writing Philip, and I really needed this so. Yup. I also am toying with a part two of this, but. oh well. Maybe, if y'all like it. Also. Asshole philip is something I really need in life, yet fail to write. Sorry for this being so short. idk. Also get it it’s called King’s café because Philip studied at kings college!!

Being a waitress as the “King’s café” was more adventurous than you first thought, as you applied for the job. Your Boss, Mr. Adams, was an arrogant asshole, but the person that kept you here was your colleague, Philip. He was a handsome, young guy and also a huge bitch. But you could live with that fact, because you enjoyed his presence. Now you were working here for almost two years, and you two had already gone through so much trouble, most of them because of overly disrespectful customers. But as Mr. Adams always put it: “The customer is king.” Even if they complained about the coffee being two degrees too hot, or the amount of whipping cream on their waffles being too high.

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You’re literally all I need

Hello babes! Omg I haven’t posted anything in like 2 months and I’m truly sorry for neglecting you all for this long! I swear I never meant to do it so here I am with a little something. Nowadays I really don’t know why, but I just can’t seem to bring myself to do these fake edits so instead I wrote this. Let me know what you all think, if it’s a good idea to post stuff like this here and there or if it’s not. I’ll try to be more active but I don’t want to promise anything in case I can’t keep it. I feel bad enough for not posting for 2 months so imagine if I were to promise to be active.. gosh, no. Feel free to leave any recommendations for me to do whether it’s fake texts or imagines/one shots like this. I’ll try my best to come up with something. :) I hope everyone’s having a good night, day, afternoon, morning, whenever you’re reading or seeing this. Also, thank you so so much for the 889 followers it means so much that you guys keep on following this blog even if I haven’t been active lately. :) Love you a lot, xoxo B

Length: 2,723 words and 4 and a half pages
About it: cute, a bit random since I just wrote what came to me

Missing Harry was something that never left my system. I missed him constantly – whether he was with me or not. His job required him to travel around the world most of the time and I was okay with it because I knew how much he loved to do it. We have always supported each other, no matter what the other wanted to do because we knew we weren’t alone. Having each other’s backs was what made our relationship strong and stable as well as being honest and open. Lying wasn’t an option between us, not even little white lies because we just couldn’t keep things from one another. Believe me, both of us tried it before but we ended up spilling the beans. It was weird though. I was never this honest with anyone in my life ever. Not even with my mum when supposedly she’s supposed to be my best friend. Well, in this case, Harry was my best friend. I kind of had a feeling he knew more about me than anyone else – including myself.

So, when he decided he wanted to go to America for a few weeks I let him. The band announced they were having a break, or as they like to call it “hiatus”, so who was I to tell him where he can and can’t go? They decided on this break for this exact reason – they didn’t want anyone to tie them to time limits and stuff because they’ve been told what to do for the past five years. It was only fair if I let him go. I’ll be honest, and say, it was the hardest thing because not too long ago did he arrive back home and just a few days after he went away again. However I wanted him to be happy and if he’s happy on the other side of the world then I’m going to have to deal without him. Of course, he asked me to tag along but having an office job is nothing like being a popstar. I can’t just take time off whenever because other people rely on me and that’s alright with me. I knew what I was signing up for when I applied, went for the interview and scored the job.  

But, missing Harry was something that never left my system. I missed him constantly – whether he was with me or not. Those few weeks that he spent in the United States turned into almost two months, my birthday nearing and I haven’t heard anything from him. Whenever I called him, he was busy in the studio or out with his friends which I understood in the beginning because I was aware of the fact he hasn’t seen them in a while and that he wanted to work on his own songs as well. But I just felt left out and forgotten. I tried my hardest to push these feelings out the window, to tear them out of me, put them in a box, lock it with a key then throw it into the river Thames. Nonetheless, it did not seem to work and it started to give me a headache. And mostly heartache but again, I tried to get rid of it by drowning myself in work. There were days where I stayed in the office for longer than I needed to; sometimes I even slept there because the couch was comfy enough. And in all fairness, it didn’t really make a difference since I would’ve slept alone at home as well so I basically just saved petrol in my car by not going back home.

Finding a black Mercedes Benz parked in front of my house after arriving home was not something I expected. Surprised wasn’t even a good enough word to describe how I felt the moment I stepped into my place and walked into the living room just to find my boyfriend on my couch in his sweats. My heart was beating uncontrollably against my chest, almost ripping out of its place as our eyes met and my bag dropped from my hands to the floor. With shaking hands I covered my mouth which was wide open in my surprised state, my eyes instantly starting to water up when I saw him walking towards me. He wrapped his fingers around my arms once he was in front of me, deeply looking into my eyes which were hid behind my glasses. My lenses started to fog up because it was really warm in the house and since I was out in the cold just a few minutes ago it was due to happen at any time.

“What are you doing here? When did you come home? And why didn’t you tell me?” I bombarded him with questions, my voice shaking like a leaf in the cold. Soon enough my tears started to stream down my face and as soon as that happened, I was already engulfed in Harry’s warm and loving hug.

“Don’t cry, baby doll,” he muttered quietly as he held me close to his chest, his chin resting on the top of my head as I hid my face in his chest. He smelled so good; I almost forgot how heavenly his scent was. Finding comfort in his arms made me calm down easily but at the same time I was still worked up from the fact that he was home. “I love you. I love you so much, yeah? Don’t cry, love.”

“Are you staying home? Are you staying with me?” the questions left my mouth without any second-guessing, my heart rate quickening up again as I was slightly afraid of his answer. What if he only came home to check in with the band’s team then he leaves again?

“Yes, baby doll. I am staying home, I am staying with you,” he replied without any hesitation and this caused me to smile. A huge grin spread across my face as I hugged him even more tightly causing my glasses to almost fall off my face. “I’ve missed you so much, you know?”

“I’ve missed you too, a lot. I don’t know how I’ve gone that long without you here,” I shook my head as I pulled away from him. Sniffling quietly, I pulled down the sleeve of my shirt to clean my cheeks and to wipe my tears off of my glasses. “Are you actually staying? Like, you’re not going anywhere, right? You are staying for like, a month?”

“More than a month, actually,” he winked at me as he put his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. “I already said this, but I’ve missed you so much and I was so stupid to just leave as soon as we announced the hiatus and finished all of our performances and stuff. I really should’ve stayed, but I thought about it as I bought my plane tickets, and you never really stopped me from going away.”

“I didn’t because it seemed as though you were happy to leave. I didn’t want you to be sad because you only deserve to be happy so I let you go.”

“Were you happy when I left?” he asked me curiously, his fingers intertwining with mine as he aimed his words at me with a calm tone.

I kicked my shoes off then we entered my living room and sat down on the couch where he was laying before I came home. The TV was on some kind of cooking show which made me chuckle. Harry looked at me with an arched brow and I just nodded towards the screen so he looked that way. After that he sat so close to me that our noses almost touched and I just smiled at him being clingy. I truly did miss him a lot.

“No, I wasn’t,” I sighed as I finally gave him an answer. “But what did you expected me to do? Tell you not to go? I wasn’t about to give you orders when that was the very reason you guys took some time off.”

“You still could’ve told me you didn’t want me to leave,” he shook his head slightly, his eyes staring into mine. I could only imagine how horrible I looked with smudged mascara under my eyes and on my eyelids. “When you called me, you always did at the wrong times and I felt like a douchebag telling you I can’t speak. I always wanted to call you back but I just never did. And all I can reason this with is that it always slipped my mind. It’s really bad, I know.”

“Did you have a good time, though?” I asked him, changing the subject totally. Lifting my legs up, I placed them onto his lap then wrapped my hands around his neck. It was a weird position and I didn’t think it’d be comfortable but I liked it. “Have you written any good tunes?”

“Why do you not care about me leaving you?” he seemed and sounded so serious, it instantly killed off my good mood. My smile faded as I stared back into his eyes which were so close to me since I pulled him onto me.

I licked my lips as I slowly started to let go of him. Maybe he didn’t want to be this close and that’s why he didn’t answer my question.

“What’s the point of crying about stuff that’s already happened? You’re here, you said you won’t go anywhere for a while. I’ve missed you a lot and I love you so I just want to spend as much time with you as I can without any possible arguments. I obviously care about you leaving, but it wasn’t as if you wouldn’t have ever come back. You’re here so I don’t see the problem anymore.”

“So you’re not mad at me?” he looked genuinely surprised as the words left his mouth, forming a question which made me reconsider if he actually knew me better than anyone else.

“No, Harry, I’m not mad at you. It hurt but I’m over it, yeah? You are here to make up for the time we spent apart.”

“That’s right,” he smiled at me, finally. His green eyes lit up as he pushed me onto my back so my head was on one of the pillows. My right leg was between his body and the back of the couch while my left leg was hanging down since his body was between my legs. “I love you, doll face. I truly do. I want you to be my wife one day.”

“From zero to a hundred real quick,” I said laughing, slightly cringing a bit and Harry just rolled his eyes at me. “Why do you want me to be your wife? I thought I was really annoying.”

“You are,” he nodded as he came closer to my face and pressed a kiss onto my nose. “But you also make me really happy and always support me and I know I don’t deserve you but I want to keep you by my side for as long as possible. If you’d be my wife I’d be the happiest guy on this planet.”

“I’m your girlfriend, aren’t you happy?” I challenged him even though I felt a bit cheeky saying this even if I was joking. Never in a million years would I ever ask this question from him seriously.

“I am happy. The happiest I’ve ever been. I don’t even know why I just said that before actually. I’m sorry. I’m really happy now with you being my girlfriend.”

“Hey, it’s okay,” I smiled at him as I put my hands on either side of his face, cupping his cheeks and pressing a small kiss onto his soft lips. I closed my eyes as our mouths connected, the feeling I haven’t felt in a long time came rushing back to me. My smile grew as our lips parted from each other’s but I still didn’t open my eyes. I missed his kisses, his taste, and his scent. I just missed him in general. “I’d love to be your wife. Actually, I can’t wait for you to be my husband.”

“Really?” he asked me with a surprised expression on his face. We haven’t really talked about this stuff this deeply before because we either didn’t have the time or we just had other things to chat about.

“Yes,” I nodded smiling. “Don’t laugh, but your contact name has been “my hubby” before but then I was like, shit, what if he’ll see it and freak out or something? So I just changed it back to “gorgeous boy” then I changed it to “Haz” just today.”

“Is that supposed to mean something?” he looked at me questioningly. “Why did I go from hubby, to gorgeous boy to simply being Haz? Were you about to break up with me or something?” he joked as he was making his eyebrows go up and down with a cheeky half smile on his face.

“No, I was just trying to be mad at you but I love you too much,” I rolled my eyes as I pulled him closer and kissed his lips again.

This time we didn’t pull away after a small and innocent peck but rather he swept his tongue across my bottom lip and slightly bit into it to pull it apart. I let him take control of the situation, his mouth moved in sync with mine whilst my hands disappeared into his hair. A quiet moan left his lips which almost instantly died out as well because he kept on kissing me. It was sweet and much needed because going through two months without his loving gestures was challenging.

“You’re literally all I need,” he mumbled against my lips, his forehead pressed against mine. A wide grin appeared on my face as my heart was beating and my legs wrapped around his waist. “You make me happy and I can’t wait to call you wifey. I’m so proud of everything you’ve achieved in your life and you’re my role model. I want to be like you. You’re strong and independent. Kind but knows when to toughen up with people who need to be put into their places. You’re overall amazing and I’m so lucky to have you.”

“I’m lucky to have you, too,” I told him honestly, his green eyes captivating me. “You’re such an amazing human being I don’t even have the right words to tell you how I feel about you.”

“You don’t even need them because you always show me what I mean to you and I love that about you so much. I love everything about you and everything that comes with you.”

“Don’t get too sappy, Styles,” I laughed lightly and he just smiled at me. “You’ll have enough time to do that when you get on your knees and…”

“Oh,” he interrupted me with a cheeky smile and that look in his eyes which I knew very well.

“Shut up, silly,” I laughed as I pulled on his hair a little bit.

“Someone wants it rough tonight I see,” he wiggled his eyebrows once again and I couldn’t keep my laughter in anymore. Not like I did before, but this time it was chest shaking. Harry joined me instantly and I don’t even know how we ended up in my bed but we did.

I was tired, Harry was tired – we were both tired. I didn’t have the energy to take a shower so Harry being an angel that he is he decided we were going to take a bath together. And I didn’t argue with him I just agreed and got in the bath tub with him where I leaned against his chest, closed my eyes and just relaxed. Our conversation went from one topic to another; never kept talking about one thing for more than ten minutes. We had so much to catch up on so even when we were lying in bed and both of us were about to fall asleep we just kept on rambling.

It was so good to have him back so I just hoped that even though missing Harry was something that never left my system, it will quiet down for a bit.

Sex w/ Got7's youngest Yugyeom!!

I know he’s so young but fr…I can’t help myself. ps: this is for the homie @jinkinkyoung

These are simply my own opinions and I have zero filter what so ever so please don’t get your feelings hurt.

First of all:

•Y'all know this, I know this, Yugyeom himself even knows this —– sex with Yugyeom would be so hot, like I am not even kidding.

•Just like how he makes art on the stage, he’ll make art in the bedroom.

•Everything he does - I mean his gazes alone would drive you off the edge.

•The way he would hum into your kiss and against your collar bone. Omg.

•Yugyeom would really like you in lingerie. Anything that catches his eye and makes him do a double take.

•But he’s most likely not innocent what so ever.

•I’m talking lots of swearing. In your ear, against your lips or even through his gritted teeth. He can’t control himself when your hands are on his body.

•Asking you to beg/scream his name. This boy would be very dominant, there’s no arguing about it.

•His hands would almost never leave your hips and the day after you will definitely realize that that’s his favorite spot to leave marks on you.



•Yugyeom rocking his hips into you (my god) would feel sooooo good. I can’t even imagine.


•"Are you okay baby? Am I hurting you?“

•Egging him on by tugging on his earlobe while he hovers over you.

•Way too many “fuck, oh my god"s.

•That stupid perfect devilish look that makes you crumble beneath him.

•The room getting super fucking hot, real quick.

Okay I need to stop. I need to swerve out of this Yugyeom lane before I crash.

MK / JB / JS / JY / YJ / BB

Originally posted by yugyeomism

Rough ~D.L, S.M.~

Summary: you and stew get into a fight and you meet Derek

Requested: yes

Note: yay my first imagine from my little break. Sorry it took so long. So some of the requests I’ve received I’m just gonna make them texts or Instagrams or twitters because I haven’t done that in a while and I think it’ll be cute.

“I swear to god it’s not that serious.” I roll my eyes at my boyfriend.

“What do you mean not that serious? Y/n basically said you didn’t trust me in front of everyone. How is that not serious?” Stew says looking exhausted.

“Because you know how I am. I have serious trust issues and every guy has broken my he-”

“So you really don’t trust me?” He says interrupting me.

“I think I love you stew but I’ve never been 100% sure on that. I’m all kinds of fucked up. Trust doesn’t come easy” i look in stews eyes.

“Well if you’re not even going to try then what the point y/n?” He says sighing and closing his eyes.

“Stew, don’t say that. I’m try-”


I look at stew and feel my heart shatter. He really can’t handle me. I audibly gulp and nod my head slowly. I grab my purse and walkout to my car. I pull out of stews driveway and head home. Was that a break up? Did I just lose stew?

Fuck it. I haven’t cried over a guy in 7 years. I’m not starting now.

I arrive at my house and began getting ready to go out. I hadn’t been out to a club in a long time.

As I finish the last piece of my hair. My uber arrives. I hop in and head to the club.

I’ve been here for 15 minutes and this hot guy is already buying me drinks.

“You look beautiful. What’s your name?”

“I’m y/n, you?”

“I’m Derek” he says smiling. I could see his tattoos peeking out from his tshirt.

“Well Derek it’s nice to meet you.”

We entered Derek’s house and he pushed me against the door he just closed. Our lips together in a feverish kiss.

He moves down to my neck biting and sucking hard.

“Fuck Derek. Please I need you.”

He picks me up and carries me to his bedroom.

“Call me daddy princess.” At his words I let out a moan and buck my hips.

He begins taking off my shirt and kissing down my stomach. As he began kissing my hips he makes eye contact with me.

I grab his sheets tightly and bite my lip. He chuckles and pulls my shorts and underwear down and kisses back up my legs.

He winks at me and dives in. He sucks my clit while his fingers tease my entrance.

My moaning is out of control and I can feel myself getting closer.

“SHIT DADDY DONT STOP. IM SO CLOSE” my back arched off the bed but Derek stopped. I opened my eyes to see he was right above me with a smirk on his face.

“Pretty sure I said don’t stop” I say grabbing his neck.

“Pretty sure I’m your daddy and I’m about to fuck you senseless so I suggest you shut up babe” he says positioning himself in front of me before slowly sliding in.

He groans and I let out a moan at how big he is.

He moves slow but hard and I can barely breathe. It feels so good.

He then starts pounding into me at impossible speeds and I’m thrashing and convulsing. My eyes are rolling to the back of my head.

“Fuck baby girl. Your pussy is so tight and warm, do you like when I fuck you like this. I bet you love it when my big thick cock rams into your tight little pussy Huh?.” He lightly grabs my neck and I’m basically screaming at this point. He moves his hand down to my boob while he dips down and sucks and bites my neck.



“Good girl. Now let it all go. Cum all over my cock.” I scream and stop moving. I cum and clench around Derek and hear him groan. He keeps pounding at the same pace and I feel it again. He pulls out and hits his tip on my clit. I cry out and squirt. It goes everywhere as he rubs my clit furiously. He pumps himself and cums on my stomach.

He cleans us up and tells me to go sleep and that he’ll cook us breakfast in the morning. He puts his t-shirt and boxers on me as I’m falling asleep.

I wake up and smell my favorites. Weed and Food.

I throw my hair up and stumble downstairs. I see Derek without a shirt but basketball shorts and socks and slides. He’s cooking breakfast with a blunt in his mouth. He turns around a smiles at me.

“Hey princess. How’s your legs?”

“They’re hell” I say laughing. He walks over and hands me a plate. He kisses my head and sits in front of me.

“You smoke?”

“Hell yeah.” I say grinning. This food was good as shit, he was cute and he handed me a blunt

“Good. Oh my friends are on their way over just letting you know” as he said that there was a knock on the front door.

I moved into the living room after putting my plate in the dishwasher. I rolled another blunt because the one Derek gave me was barely anything.

“Wassup Derek, how you been?” I hear someone say. I shoot my head up cause I know that voice too well.

“I’ve been good, is this your little brother?”

“Yep. I brought him cause he doesn’t believe your lean is the best. Y/N?”

I look ovjer and see Nate and Stew staring me. I quickly look down at the blunt I’m making. I set it down and try to avoid their stares.

Derek sits next to me and pulls me into his lap. I hold his cup as he makes his lean. He hands the cup to stew and tells him to try some.

He doesn’t seem to notice the awkwardness.

Stew takes a sip while staring at me. I look down while Derek rubs up and down my thigh.

“So nate, how do you know y/n?”

“She’s my ex” stew says rudely.

“That’s your fault Stewart.” I say rolling my eyes.

“Still didn’t expect you to fuck some random guy the same night.” He says laughing dryly.

“Oh fuck off, there’s a hickey on your neck so don’t act like you’re all innocent.” I say standing up from Derek’s lap.

“I have one hickey. I made out with your friend to make jealous. You fucked my brothers friend and now you’re acting like a groupie. There’s a huge difference between us.” He says standing in front of me.

“You know what maloley. Everyone’s right. You’re a fucking idiot and you’ll be stuck in your big brothers shadow for the rest of your life. Making out with my friend to make me jealous is just about the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard come out of your mouth. Which is saying a lot. Me and Derek fucked, but I didn’t know you or Nate knew him. It doesn’t matter anyway cause his dick game is stronger faster and better than yours will ever be.” I spit out before walking up stairs to get dressed.

As I’m grabbing my phone to leave, Derek grabs my arm and pulls me into him.

“I didn’t mean to cause drama princess. Here’s my number. Text me as soon as you get home and we’ll hangout another time.” He says kissing me and letting me go. I walk out to the uber that I called.

a day in december: gift wrap

on ao3


thank you for being patient, i had an….incredibly tough week this last week. is this going to be hell to catch up with? absolutely. am i going to do it? definitely.

(we continue the pattern of lame titles)

its been faaaaaaaar too long since i last wrote adrien and chloe. enjoy~

If Adrien is being honest, he genuinely forgot they did this. It isn’t really at the forefront of his mind, he has other more…pressing matters to be thinking about. Shopping is not one of them.

Chloé, on the other hand, never forgets. Adrien swears she has all their tiny traditions and ticks written down somewhere, because he’s not entirely sure how she remembers all of them. This one, though— This one he’s embarrassed he forgot about.

He’s just relieved Chloé had texted him — ‘give me 15 adri and i’ll be on my way~ ;*’ — so he had time to actually get dressed and look mildly presentable.

Of course, that doesn’t stop him from being completely unable to find a winter jacket. Which is completely ridiculous, because with the amount of clothing he owns and the fact that his father is a fashion designer, there really should be random coats lying around.

Adrien skids into the dining room as he pulls his coat on.

Chloé looks up from her magazine, arching an eyebrow. “Sleeping beauty forgot to set his alarm, huh?” she taunts with a smirk.

He rolls his eyes and brushes his hair out of his face. “I think you’re early.”

She scoffs. “I’m never early.” She tosses her magazine down the table and it slides toward the center. “Ready?”

“Am I ever?” Adrien asks.

Chloé smiles coyly. “Prepare yourself, Monsieur Agreste, because I have a battle plan.”

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