and by speak with he means kiss


As I made a post called BTS AT BBMAS (EXPECTATIONS) this is the part 2.

BTS getting out of the Limousine like “HEY you heard that screaming? We here to SCREW change your life”

Originally posted by coffee-joonie

Walking the red carpet like KINGS I mean THEY ARE KINGS

Originally posted by intobts

“Jin Blowing kisses” is now GLOBAL. The world knew peace for a second

Originally posted by forursmiles

And OFC our car door guy made an impact - Now he is the “3rd from the left” guy

FIRE kept playing during the whole PRE-SHOW. It was like hearing  the song for the first time

Originally posted by feledia-bts

BTS interview at the red carpet: Namjoon speaking plus 5 lost souls and one hyped human.

Originally posted by stayingmintyfresh

Paparazzies LOST it. They never saw creatures THAT beautiful

VOGUE was proud of their outfits and ARMYs were proud of the stylist noona (THANK YOUUUU)


Originally posted by yourpinkpill

YET a particular someone couldn’t stay in his lane. I name PARK EFFING JIMIN 

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

Meanwhile V was lost everytime Rapmon spoke (BTW BLESS THE MELANIN)

Originally posted by cuteseokjin

*Trying to nod to hide it* Like BOII 

Originally posted by bwichim


Originally posted by jeony


Originally posted by forgive-me-not40

THE FANCHANT MADE HOLLYWOOD STARS QUESTION THEIR FANBASES + Jimini smile alone  made the whole arena scream

AND AND AND THEY FUCK*NG WON !!!!!!! (Look t the pple in the back, knowing them for 30 min and stanning them already)

Originally posted by blissfulnini

AND LOOK AT THE ARTISTS THEY ADMIRED GIVING THEM A STANDING OVATION (At that moment half the ARMYs woke up their neighbors)

THEY DID THE INFAMOUS GROUP HUG (Stars were sooo touched)

Originally posted by girl-in-love-with-nature


Originally posted by kookiebuff


Originally posted by apgujeon


And we continued sobbing because of the interviews that bought us to the past aka their debut and strugglinhg days

Originally posted by jjkook

Speaking of the past, SUGA HELD THE TROPHEE, and we recalled their first win when he held it the same way - so we cried again

Originally posted by jeongcheolbts


Originally posted by jikookdetails


Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


Originally posted by literalbtsdumpsterfire

CAMELIA CABELLO GAVE THEM A KISS KISS (meanwhile Yoongi is more amazed by the card)

Originally posted by only-english-speakeu


Originally posted by minyoonkii


Originally posted by thjks


I tried to make a post that sums up the night. Hope you like it ^^

jeff atkins as your boyfriend

  • i haven’t even begun and i’m sobbing
  • jeff is one of the very few decent jocks at the school and one of the most sweetest boys ever
  • despite him telling Clay so much about how to get Hannah and how to be a smooth talker he literally face planted when he tried to ask you out the first time
  • he got so flustered & embarrassed he just pretended he asked you to meet him outside to help him with maths homework (that’s when he properly asks you out in the library w/ flowers awww)
  • you two went to the cinema for your first date where Clay and Hannah gave you free popcorn & drinks, while laughing at Jeff cause he finally grew the balls to ask you out
  • “At least I can ask the girl i want out, can’t say the same for Clay.”
  • cue awkward silence between clay n hannah while the two of you quickly skadaddle away to watch the movie
  • it went rlly well Jeff even pulled the cliche yawning and wrapping his arm around you thing
  • he drove you home and you gave him a lil peck on the cheek before you went inside, he was still blushing when he went to sleep that night aww
  • he tells you such cute things in Spanish but won’t tell you what they mean unless u speak Spanish then he’s stumped
  • you don’t take his letterman jacket he gives it to you when you went to one of his baseball matches since you were cold and bc you are obviously his no.1 fan??
  • he loves wrapping you up in his jumper and how it smells like you once you give it back if you give it back lol 
  • he got so giddy when you kissed him for the first time when he brought you out to get ice cream for your 3rd date & he finally asked you to be his girlfriend
  • when he went home that night he told his mom & dad everything and doesn’t shut up about you for the next 3904820 years
  • he always leave cute lil notes in your locker like “head up hermosa!” or “you look stunning my cariñoa”
  • Jeff is basically a koala bear, you’re trying to study in the library? you’re in his lap and he’s nuzzling you. You’re talking to a friend? He’s wrapped you up from behind. You’re both at home chilling? He’s nappin’ on ya booty
  • he’s usually covering you in kisses & makin u red but once you kiss that lil sweet spot on his jaw you can bet your ass he’s as red as a lobster
  • his kisses are either quick and simple or loooonnnnggg and sensual ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 
  • he forever teases you about the time you two were in the middle of heated makeout session on his couch and his parents suddenly came home an hour earlier than expected 
  • they were just happy Jeff finally found someone good for him :) 
  • and you and his mom end up bonding & Jeff knows he’s found his soulmate  
  • you had gone to Jessica’s party with Jeff  & you two were the wingpeople for clay and hannah the whole night
  • Until he went on the dreaded beer run :’(
  • except it wasn’t a dreaded beer run because you convinced him to stay at the party with you and let some other jock do it, because you two had to find out what happened between clay & hannah
  • so sadly a different student died that night nd Jeff beat himself about it for a long time because he wasn’t the one in the car but you were there for him every single time
  • there’s those tender moments when Jeff will feel really vulnerable and stare at you with such intensity and love & you will kiss away all his worries
  • on more than one occasion Bryce would make a fleeting comment about you and you had to literally sit on Jeff so he wouldn’t throw fists at him
  • Clay becomes the third wheel at Jeff’s study sessions but Clay is just happy ya boi has found the one for him
  • Jeff always takes you out an spontaneous road trips, you sitting in the passenger seat, legs on his lap and the windows rolled down, blasting your shared playlist
  • once you two get more comfortable in your relationship there’s been more than one mishap when your guardian(s) gave out to you about those hickeys on your neck :))
  • his lockscreen is of you wearing his letterman jacket while looking out at the sunset (artsy amirite)
  • yours is of him caught offguard with ice cream on his nose, aw
  • he always remembers the little, insignificant things about you as well as your anniversary dates!!
  • he doesn’t get jealous easily but when he does he’ll turn into a grumpy child and won’t talk until you pepper his face with kisses and have a movie marathon w/ him, only then is he a happy camper 
  • in all jeffery atkins issa perfect boyfriend who deserves the entire world :)))
Dating Kim Taehyung Would Include:

Originally posted by bwiseoks

  • He’d be happy 99,9999% of the time
  • Giggle for no reason
  • Complimenting you 24/7
  • He’d love to make you blush
  • He would make sure you smiled everyday, no matter what
  • Highkey so romantic of a boyfriend
  • he’d make you breakfast
  • sometimes he’d even surprise you with breakfast in bed
  • he’d buy you flowers
  • but not roses
  • because that’s too common
  • building forts together
  • and giving your fort a cool nickname
  • so much skinship
  • i mean it
  • he’d love to be the big spoon
  • randomly comes up to you and hugs you from behind
  • likes kissing you at random places 
  • like your nose
  • he loves kissing your nose
  • when he’s away he’s texting you at all times
  • buys you teddy bears
  • and sprays them with his cologne 
  • to hug them when you miss him
  • loves it when you wear his shirts
  • he’d find it so cute
  • and would probably take pictures of you wearing them
  • speaking of pictures
  • he’d have so many of you on his phone
  • and when he’s on tour he’d show them at the boys or people he met
  • and brag about how perfect you are
  • “Ain’t she so cute? Yep, that’s my baby..”
  • brags about you a lot in general
  • because he feels so lucky to have you
  • calls you cute nicknames
  • but his favourite is
  • “My alien”
  • because it’s special
  • like you
  • Making fun of Jimin together
  • Or the other members in general
  • and them getting mad at you two
  • “You’re just mad because you’ll never have as perfect of a girlfriend as her”
  • Getting jealous and insecure easily
  • and you having to reassure him
  • and let him know he’s as important to you
  • as you are to him
  • And telling him that you’re never leaving
  • Holding him in your arms until he calms down
  • because If you let go he might break
  • Since he’s so precious and fragile

Originally posted by chimtae

Requested by anon!

Hope you like it!! -Admin VanillaKookie

gospel around his fingers

Dex slams the door shut and presses against the wood, leaning his head back and sucking in a deep breath. He stares blindly up at the ceiling and–

“Nurse, I dare you to kiss the prettiest person in the room. Not counting me.” Lardo pretends to flip a lock of hair over her shoulder. “We all know I’d smoke you bitches,” she adds, grinning. Her teeth flash in the low lighting, and she knocks back the last of her drink as the gather group lets out joking boos.

They all “ooh” at Nursey as he raises a challenging eyebrow and smirks at Lardo. He makes a show of looking around the room, leering slightly at the other players of spin the bottle – Holster, Dex, Tango, Ollie, Wicks, and a few members of the volleyball and soccer teams. Bitty is grinning from his spot on the floor next to Lardo and Dex, watching as Nursey catches the eye of each person.

“Dex!” The memory is abruptly interrupted as Chowder’s voice comes from beyond the door. “Come on, man!” Dex tries to straighten up, but his legs refuse to work. He sinks down to the floor, back still pressed against the door, trying to suck in deep breaths of air. He drops his head between his knees, squeezing his eyes shut and–

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{PART 16} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; You begin to regret revealing all the details about your painful, tragic past to Jungkook. Meanwhile, Jungkook, Taehyung and Jimin share their knowledge with each other in the hopes of figuring out what intentions lie behind Yoongi’s actions.

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)

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Good Girl

Anonymous said:
Can you write a daddy kink one with Calum or Michael with a lot of teasing and spanking and overstimulation and being called Kitten and Princess omg pls that would be some lit quality shit

fuck ya girly i gotchu 


Pillows surrounded us as the movie played softly in the background. His finger tips ran along my spin coming up to play with the ends of my hair. “How was class today, princess?” Calum whispered. “It wasn’t the best, but you’re here and that’s all that matters.” I smiled. Calum took my chin in-between his fingers, looking at my lips, then right back at me.

“Mm, you look so fucking good right now,” Calum bites his lip. I rolled my eyes smiling, when his hand comes down to my hips squeezing it. “Don’t roll you eyes at me again, kitten.” His eyes stared me down. “Yes, daddy,” I nodded, leaning into his touch. “C’mon princess, I have a surprise for you.” Calum said. “Oh, but I don’t wanna move.” I pouted.

Calum raised an eyebrow, “You’ll want to move when you see what you have in store with the way your acting.” I sat up quickly, following him up the stairs and into our bedroom. Calum and I have never really tried kinks, but we’ve talked about them. Anytime things become intimate, they are not rough, I could tell it was love, not something meaningless, nevertheless Cal would ever treat me like that. “Tonight, we’re trying something different kitten.” He said while grabbing my hips. I nodded, and sat on the bed.

He went to the closet, pulling out a box from the top shelf, and set it on the side table. He pulled out a blindfold, a few ties, and left the room again. I knew not to get up and follow him because if I did, that would not make Calum happy. He came back with a cup of ice, no water, just ice. “Um, why do you have ice?” I questioned. “Don’t speak unless I give you permission, princess.” Calum said.

Calum walked over to me, removed my shirt while kissing my neck “Now, you know I barley punish you nor do I like too, but that’s going to change kitten,” Calum said. “Calum, what-” I was cut off by being flipped around. “I’m sorry, what did I say?” Calum said. “Not to speak unless you give me permission.” I answered. “That’s right, princess, and what did you do?” He asked. “I spoke without permission.” I could tell he was pleased by this.

“Good girl, but, you still defied the rules, you know what that means right?” I nodded as he spoke. “Now, lay across my thighs,” He motioned. I whined quietly, knowing that this night was not going to be anything like I thought. “I want you to count okay, baby girl?” Calum said. I nodded, as I suck in a breath preparing for whatever was going to happen.

Calum landed a slap upon my right cheek, a whimper falling from my lips as I let myself clutch onto Calum’s leg, my body immediately relaxing into the sensation that is going to be driving me up the wall soon. “One,” I whispered, barley enough for him to hear. Another slap on my left cheek, making my nails dig into the rough material of Calum’s jeans. “Two,” I whimpered. “Good girl,” Calum whispered kissing my spine. The slaps continued until tears filled my vision, “Ten,” I sniffed.

Calum let me sit up, as he wiped my tears away, “See it wasn’t so bad now was it, princess?” He cooed. “No, daddy.” I said. “Good, lay back,” Calum instructed. I laid back, letting the cool sheeting sooth my red bum. “Hands up, we are not quite done yet,” Calum said while taking my hands and tied them together to the head board.

Calum only ever tied me up once, and god did I love it. I bit my lip in anticipation, waiting for whatever was next to happen. “To make things interesting, I’m going to blindfold you okay, kitten?” Calum said, grabbing the purple fabric from before. My eyes were covered, seeing nothing, I mean what did you expect? His fingertips slid down my body making goosebumps arise to my skin.

“God, you’re going to be the death of me,” Calum breathed, kissing every part of my skin. I felt something cold being dragged down my skin and rested on my stomach. His lips touched mine for a passionate kiss as his hand snaked down in-between my legs. At the first flick of my clit, I cried out into Calum’s mouth, my hips grinding into his hand. He slipped a finger into me, pumping slowly. The pace of his finger was driving me mad, making me squirm underneath him.

“Stay still, princess,” Calum ordered. It was one of Calum’s rules; I couldn’t move or he’d stop touching me, even if it was during one of my treats. I tried my hardest not to move, but I accidentally bucked into his hand when he pressed against my g-spot. He immediately took his hand away from me, sucking  his finger between his lips.

I could tell Calum was smirking by the way he kept pacing around the bed. “Wanna tell daddy what you want, baby girl?” Calum said. “I want your tongue, I want your cock, fuck daddy I want it all,” I was not ashamed. “Such a dirty mouth for a pretty little girl,” Calum chuckled. “You want my tongue huh, kitten?” Calum daunted, removing the blindfold. I nodded, blinking trying to adjust to the light.

I felt his lip wrap around my clit, lightly flicking it a few times. I inhaled deeply only to exhale with a moan as he continued his actions. He released me from his mouth, looking me right in the eyes as he entered his finger in, again. A long whimper came out of my mouth as Calum moved his fingers again. “God, you look so fucking sexy withering under my fingers,” He smirked placing his lips on my clit again. He pushed another finger in, making my orgasm come into play. “Daddy, please can I cum?” I moaned.

“Go ahead princess, be as loud as you want,” Calum mumbled. “Look at me,” he orders. Already used to taking orders from Calum, I immediately look at him. “Mm, daddy,” I whimpered. My legs shook around Calum as he held them open, making me ten times for sensitive. “Fuck, you taste so good,” Calum moaned. My chest rose and fell as I caught my breath, but I sucked in another breath when Calum rubbed his tip against my entrance.

“You want it, baby? Tell daddy how much you want it,” Calum said. “Daddy please, fuck me I want your cock, please.” I begged. He grinned slamming into me. My wrists pulled at the restraints, sure to give me some type of burn. Calum held my hips as he fucked me into oblivion “Princess, I can tell you’re ready to cum any minute,” Calum moaned. “Daddy, I am,” I said.

“Oh Caluum, yes daddy fuuuuck” I yelled, unable to control my body anymore, my gaze on his as he watched my face contract at the same time my walls did around his cock. When I finally came down, breathing heavily, I found myself more tired than I’ve probably ever been after such an experience. Forcing my body not to move and having to absorb pure pleasure was actually much more exhausting than I’d have thought. Calum must’ve noticed too as he gently stroked my cheek, before kissing his way down my stomach, then back up again to my ear. “I’m impressed, you’ve done so good baby girl” he whispered, “but we are not over.”

I shook my head, not able to take anymore pleasure. “Kitten, if daddy says more, you know what it means,” Calum smirked. “Daddy, I-i can’t,” I couldn’t even talk. “Yes you can, and you will baby,” Calum said. I saw Calum pull out the white toy, which intimidated me more than it should have. “You remember this one princess?” Calum said showing me the toy, “I know this is your favorite, so tonight, we’re going to play with it.”

“Daddy, please don’t I can’t handle it.” I whined. “Sounds like you wanna make the rules, is that how it goes princess?” He asked. “Sorry, daddy,” I said. Calum turned on the vibrator to a low setting and dragged it all over my body, making me shiver. “Baby girl, this is suppose to relax you, not tense you up.” Calum chuckled, feeling my reaction.

My legs immediately closed around the vibrator when Calum set it on my clit. “Keep ‘em open for my princess,” Calum pushed my thighs apart. My back arched off the bed as my orgasm hit me like a bucket of bricks. “There you go baby, just like that.” Calum cooed. My body caved in, my feet dragged on the bed while Calum put the vibrator on a higher speed.

“Oh daddy!” I yelled, my whole body shook in euphoria as I came around the toy. “That’s my good girl, cum for daddy.” Calum groaned. My toes dragged against the bed, as I came around the vibrator and profanities left my mouth. “Daddy, daddy fuck,” I moaned. Calum took the vibrator off only to lick my clit again. I was already in a state of sensitivity.

“God, you’ve done so well kitten,” Calum said, beginning to untie my hands. “But now, I want you to suck me off like the good girl I know you are,” He growled. I was already out of energy when Calum pulled me up. I stared in awe at Calum’s cock, probably drooling. “Stop staring princess,” Calum chuckled. I bit my lip, taking his cock in my hand, slowly pumping it.

Calum groaned, “C’mon princess, you know I don’t like waiting.” I smiled up at him, kissing the tip. With my tongue broad and flat, I licked the whole length of him, making eye contact. I alternated between sucking, swirling my tongue one way and then another, and flicking it lightly. I wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft, and move it up and down in time with the movements of my mouth. I ran my nails on the inside of his thighs, making Calum whimper. “Fuck princess.” He grabbed my hair.

“Princess, s-stop I wanna cum in that pretty little pussy of yours.” Calum groaned, unable to hold his moans in. I took him out of my mouth, “Daddy, I have a question.” I trailed. “What is it, baby girl?” Calum asked. “Can I ride you, daddy?” I asked shyly. “You wanna ride daddy? Well, I suppose that’s fine.” He chuckled. Calum laid on the bed, cock in hand as I walked over to him.

He cupped my breasts in his hands, groping and tugging roughly. “Yes, daddy,” I moan, burying my face into the crook of his neck. “Oh, God, yes.” “You going to cum for me, baby girl?” “Mmmhmm.” “Come on, baby, cum for me.” My orgasm rockets through my body, sending me into a state of frenzy. Moans and curse words slip out of my mouth. I continue to rock my hips against Calum as I come down from my high, milking my orgasm for as long as possible.  “There you go, baby.” Calum coos.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Calum moaned, his hands moving to my hips. “Cum for me daddy,” I bit his neck, making sure to leave my mark. I felt Calum release inside of me, making me fall on top of him. “God, that was-” “Amazing.” I finished for him. “I love you, princess,” Calum kissed my forehead. “I love you too, daddy.” I said.



Summary: Jughead is dating a half french reader, he goes back to her house and sees her speaking French to her mum and basically fangirls 

Warnings: Harcore Fluff 

It had happened by accident. I hadn’t meant for Jughead to meet my mother just yet, we had been together for a couple of months now but had already discussed that he would meet my family at one of my cousins birthday parties. It was going to be a big event so he could meet everyone all at once to get it ‘over and done with’ in his own words. 

But the day my mum managed to walk in on us kissing in the kitchen was a surprise to us all. Mum wasn’t supposed to be home until later tonight, so I brought Jughead back with me for the day, so we could study and chill out. 

“Do you want something to eat baby?” I ask Jughead sitting on my couch watching the Rick and Morty show. “Uh, Yeah sure, shall we go cook something?” I smile and nod uncrossing my legs, getting up from my place and taking Jugs hands in mine. 

We go into the kitchen and I start pulling ingredients out of a cabinet to make a pasta bake. Jughead comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist as I lean up to get the pasta off the top shelf. I turn around and place the pasta on the side and face him, slinging my arms around his shoulders. 

“What kind of pasta are we making?” Jughead asks leaning his forehead down on mine. “Hmm, carbonara” I sigh and lean into him. His lips lean down to meet mine, hands holding onto my waist pulling me closer. His lisps moved in sync with mine, his tongue occasionally brushes against my bottom lip. Jughead pushes me further into the counter his body pressing against mine. I dragged my fingers through his hair and a soft moan fell from his lips. Jughead’s hand slipped under my shirt holding my waist closer. 

“ salut bébé” my mother calls entering the kitchen. “ Oh mon Dieu” she gasps and we pull apart instantly, shocked looks on our faces, I lightly pushed Jughead off of me so I could speak to my mother. He stood there frozen in his place looking very awkward. My mum stands across the room from us with her arms crossed in front of her with a large smirk on her face. 

“ Mère je voudrais que tu rencontres mon petit ami Jughead” I ramble to my mum, Jughead looks at me in amazement. 

“Jughead?” my mother asks in her thick French accent in confusion. 

“Oui Jughead’s son nom” I explain that Jughead was his name to settle her confusion and she comes towards us, a warm smile on her face. “It is my pleasure to meet you Jughead” my mum speaks, her accent thick making the words disjointed. She reaches her hand out to Jugs and he takes it graciously shaking it. 

“It’s nice to meet you too Ms Y/L/N” Jughead replies “Y/m/N” she replies with a warm smile. She turns to me and returns to her more comfortable native tongue. 

“  Je vais vous laisser deux seuls, donc vous pouvez monter dans votre chambre, mais pas drôle d'affaires. d'accord?” she says sternly directing us to go up to my room, but for no ‘funny business’ to take place. 

“ Mère, vous n'avez pas à vous soucier de cela, pas sous votre toit, je me souviens”  I sigh I look over at Jughead to see his face still in shock.

“je t'aime, mon ange” she gives me a kiss on the cheek and sends us on our way. 

We head up the stairs to my bedroom and I have to practically drag Jughead to my room as he is still in shock from the episode that just took place. We reach my room and I shut and lock the door behind me. He slumps down on the bed and looks up at me in amazement. 

“Alright Hannah Montana, What the hell was that?” he says sarcastically obviously. 

“What are you talking about?” I laugh my words out, shaking my head going to sit down next to him on the bed. 

“I’m talking about my girlfriend, who I’ve been with for months, living a double life” he says looking at me with wide joking eyes. 

“Shut up Jughead, you knew I was half french”

“Yeah but I didn’t know you were fluent in the french language” he retorts shaking his head. I just let out a soft chuckle. “It kinda did something to me, If you know what I mean” I said nervously, stretching with neck. His adams apple bounced with anticipation. 

“ Mon Jughead comme ça quand je parlais français” I lean over and whisper into his ear asking if he enjoyed me speaking french. Goosebumps raised on his arms as I did so. He nodded slowly and turned his head to face mine. We were only inches apart from one another. 

“ Tu es si beau… Je t'aime Jughead” I whisper looking into his eyes. He looks back, his hands coming up to stroke my face “I love you” he whispers back and leans to press a single kiss on my lips. 

“And you speaking french just makes me love you more to be perfectly honest”   

Feelings For You

Characters: Jughead x Reader 

 Word Count: 1,892 

Warnings: None, some angst and fluff

 A/N: Hey guys, this is my first fic I’ve posted on here so I’m sorry if it sucks. Feedback is appreciated and as always, requests are open! 


 It was the first day of school again at Riverdale High. Students were bustling through the hallways eager to see their friends they lost touch with over the summer. You walked readjusting the strap to your bag on your shoulder, making sure your hair didn’t get caught. It was weird walking without him by your side, and you felt very lonely. 

Your blank expression was soon replaced with a fake smile as Betty Cooper walked over to you with a girl you didn’t recognize. “Hey y/n, I wanted to introduce you to our new classmate Veronica Lodge.” She said with a peppy smile. Veronica turned to you with an awkward smile, clearly seeing through your fake expression. “Hi, I’m y/n.” You introduced as you held out your hand. Veronica took it with a smile. 

“So how’s your first day going?” You asked. “Well, it’s not New York, but it’ll suffice.” She said with a soft smile. You nodded. “Hey y/n where’s Jughead, you guys are usually attached at the hip.” Betty said with a laugh. You immediately stiffened at the mention of him. “I don’t know, we haven’t talked in a couple weeks.” You said quietly as you looked down. “Well I gotta get to class, I’ll see you guys later.” You said with another fake smile plastered on your face before walking away. 

 You pulled your phone out to look at the time only to see that you had two minutes to get to class. “Crap.” You basically ran the rest of the way there and immediately plopped into the first seat available near the back of the class. The bell rang seconds after letting you know you made it on time. 

 “Good morning class, how was your summer break?” The teacher asked blandly as he situated himself in front of the white board to begin the boring lecture he had in store. You started to take notes on the topic, Intro to Advanced Literature when someone ran into the classroom, clearly late. You only looked up when you realized the person took a seat next to you, seeing as it was the only one left. It was Jughead. 

You shifted uncomfortably in your seat as you tucked a strand of your h/c hair behind your ear. He quickly pulled out his notebook and started to copy down notes trying to avoid the teacher’s stare. Eventually the teacher let it go with a warning. “You’ve never been one to be late.” You muttered quietly, loud enough for him to hear. “I was taking care of something.” He replied as he tried to catch up on all the note taking. You nodded slowly as you bit your lip nervously, your last memory with him making it’s way into your mind. 

 “Oh stop Jug.” You grinned as you pulled your arms closer to your body, trying to keep all the heat you could closer to your body. “But seriously, how much more do you think Betty could pine over Archie? You have to admit, it’s kind of funny, she’d bend over backwards for him.” He laughed. You shivered as you chuckled. 

Jughead noticed and quickly discarded his jacket, handing it over to you. “No, I can’t. You’ll get cold.” You said pushing it back to him. “y/n, I would probably be the world’s suckiest best friend if I go on without letting you take my jacket. So go on take it, it would make me feel better.” He argued. You rolled your eyes as you ended up taking the jacket. You wrapped it tight around our body as you both continued your walk in the cold summer air. 

“Hey, the lake is right over there, let’s go sit down.” You said as you speed walked over to a rockier area to get a good open view of the water. You both sat next to eachother as you admired the water and the way the moonlight hit it. The soft ripples and the sound of rushing water gave you a sense of peace. You looked up at him with a smile, even sitting down he was a good foot taller than you. “What?” He laughed as he noticed you staring. “I don’t know, I’m just… happy. I feel stress free and calm, collected for the first time in a while.” “Your welcome.” He grinned cheekily as you swatted his arm lightly. 

“But really. This is gonna be my happy place, whenever something goes wrong, I’m gonna think of this. The water calming my every move. You sitting right beside me with that dorky smile of yours.” He looked at you as he clung to every word you were speaking. You sighed contently as you turned to look at him again, realizing his eyes had never left you. 

He stayed silent as his blue eyes flickered from yours to your lips. He slowly reached out a hand and pushed a stray piece of hair behind your ear, causing you to be even closer to him, and then his thumb traced your jaw line. He smiled softly and then suddenly, you felt a pair of lips on yours. You couldn’t breathe, his soft lips moved against yours and you didn’t stop it. You reciprocated the action as your hand found its way into his dark messy hair. 

A moment later as if being lifted out of a trance, he immediately pulled away and looked shocked. “I-I.. I gotta go. I’ll text you later or something.” He mumbled before standing up and walking away. You blinked as you stared at where he once was. Did that just happen? Your fingertips lightly touched your lips as you felt the warmth that wasn’t there a moment ago. 

You stood up, still slightly confused before starting your walk home, overthinking the event that had just occurred. Once you made it into your house and up to your bedroom safely, you pulled out your phone and opened up your messages with Jughead. 

 “Hope you made it home ok, see you tmrw?” 

 You took off his jacket and threw it over your desk chair as you changed into an old t-shirt and a pair of old shorts for bed as you waited for him to respond. 


That was his only response the entire night. “He did not just “K” me.“ You thought before climbing into your bed and letting your comforter consume you as you drifted off into an uneasy sleep. The next morning you woke up and immediately checked your phone to see if there were any new messages from Jug, but there weren’t. You sighed heavily before getting up and pulling your hair into a quick messy bun and going downstairs to make a bowl of cereal.

 "Hey dad.” You greeted as you saw him sitting at the table with a newspaper in front of him. “Where’s mom?” He looked up at you briefly before settling back on the paper. “I dunno, I think she’s out with her friends from the Gardening Club or whatever she’s into these days.” Your father grumbled. You nodded as you went to grab the milk for your cheerios before settling down across from your father at the table. 

 Halfway through eating, the doorbell rang and your father gave you a look that meant you had to answer it. You groaned softly before getting up and swiftly walking to open the door. When you did, Jughead stood there with a small smile on his face. “Hey.” He greeted quietly. “Hey Jug, what’s up?” “I was wondering if you had a minute, I wanted to talk to you… about last night.” You nodded and shut the door behind you to give the two of you some privacy.

 “Jug-.” “Ok look y/n, what happened last night shouldn’t have happened.” He stated bluntly. Your face fell for a second as you waited for him to continue. “It was one of those heat of the moment things, I mean I could never date you.” He said quickly. “The whole thing was just a really bad mistake and-.” 

 “Fine. If it was such a huge mistake then just leave. I get it, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have kissed back.” You said as you started to retreat back to your house. “Wait y/n that’s not what I-.” “Please leave.” You interrupted again with a sad glare. “Hold on-.” “Leave.” You said in a firmer tone before going back into your house and locking the door. 

 “Everything alright dear?” Your father asked from the kitchen. “Yeah… everything’s fine.” Your voice cracked as you quickly went up to your room, your appetite spoiled. 

 The bell ringing woke you up from your daydream, and you were grateful that this particular class was over so that you could escape without making a scene. “Y/n wait.” You heard and recognized his voice. You tried to walk a bit faster, not wanting to talk to him. “Slow down. Please.” He said as he tried making his way through the other students crowding the hallway. 

He was somehow able to get though and grabbed your arm. You looked up at him in distress. “Let me go, you’ve already done enough.” You said as you tried pulling your arm back. He stood in front of you blocking your path, most of the students had cleared out by now. “Please just hear me out. I need you back.” He said. You blew a stray hair away from your face as you looked up at him with narrowed eyes. You quickly looked at your phone to see that your next class didn’t start for another few minutes. 

You sighed. “1 minute. That’s all I’m giving you.” He nodded. “Ok look, I was a dick, and I know that. I just didn’t want to admit my-.” He’s stopped talking debating wether or not he should finish the sentence. “Admit your what?” You asked softly. He looked down at you and without a second thought his lips were on yours again. 

 You didn’t have much time to react, you stood frozen in shock for the first couple of seconds before melting into it. A few seconds later and his pink lips departed from yours as his hands found their way to rest on your hips. “My feelings for you.” He murmured as he looked into your e/c eyes. 

Both of your hands found its way to both sides of his face before pulling him down to kiss you again. “Oooooh. Get it Jug.” A voice called out, most likely Reggie. When you needed to breathe again, you let go of eachother, his lips were slightly swollen as were yours you were assuming. “I’m sorry y/n. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He said as his hand interlocked with yours. You squeezed it, assuring him you had forgiven him. 

 He was still facing you as his face flushed red before speaking again. “Ok so I really suck at this, but, would you like to on a official date, Friday maybe?” He asked with hope clear in his eyes. You grinned before getting on your tiptoes and kissing his cheek before walking away to your next class which you were almost late for. “I’m assuming that was a yes!?” He shouted after you. “We’ll see!” You shouted back with a wry grin before disappearing into the classroom as he smiled to himself and walked to his own.

Originally posted by riverdaily

Simmer // Archie Andrews

Summary: Archie and you have a fight when Veronica can’t seem to understand that Archie isn’t single but that doesn’t stop her from kissing him. During ‘Secrets and Sins’ some things you didn’t know are revealed causing a rift but with the sex be enough to convince you how much Archie cares?

Characters: Reader x Archie Andrews, Betty Cooper x Jughead Jones, Veronica Lodge, Kevin Keller, Cheryl Blossom, Chuck Clayton, Dilton Doiley, FP Jones, Jason Blossom (mentioned) and Ms. Grundy (mentioned).

Words: 3126

Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own Riverdale or the characters involved. Some parts of the dialogue from the episode has been changed to fit the fic.

Warnings: Swearing, underage drinking, party, fighting, and smut.

Author: Caitsy

A/N: This was two requests I put into one!

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Originally posted by riverdalesource

The minute Archie told you about Betty throwing Jughead a birthday party you knew it would go bad. When you were young Mrs. Jones would babysit you for extra cash, your parents doubled the average pay to her. That meant you grew up close with Jughead as if you were siblings or really close cousins and you knew how much he hated his birthday.

You were shocked when Archie allowed the get together build into a fill fledged high school part with two kegs in attendance. Your boyfriend was acting odd but refused to tell you why and you didn’t appreciated Veronica making eyes at your oblivious boyfriend.

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  • dante's parents: our son's gay and in love with you
  • ari: true dat
  • ari's parents: we think ur gay and in love with dante
  • ari: lmaooo? not true honestly why the FUCK would you say that?? i only just risked my life for him without so much as a single thought for mine!! i only kissed him back when he kissed me!!! that doesn't mean anything LMAO i only just beat the fuckin crap out of the guy who sent him to the hospital and i only was just so distraught i could hardly speak afterwards? i only said summer wouldn't be summer without him? i've only just missed him so much it hurt whenever he's been away? i've only been in love with him and tried to hide it? ohmyGOD y'all #playedyourself honestly i'm lmfao parents these days jesus

When Alec lets out that heavy breath and shakes his head after saying “I don’t care how many people you’ve been with.” What’s being left unsaid, but communicated loud and clear is:

“I want you anyway.”

“I want you more than that matters.”

“All I care about is how I feel with you. Right now.”

“And I’m willing to fight for you.”

Alec has always been more physical in his expression, using body language and actions to speak for him when his words fail. The beauty of this simple action is that Magnus got ALL of this. Loud and clear. And Alec pours all of that and more into another physical action. A kiss.

After Alec says “I hear relationships, they take effort,” Magnus’s smile says he knows what Alec means is:

“I’m here to stay.”

“You are what I want.”

“And I’m willing to fight for you.”

Magnus’s reply of “I’m all for effort.” Is the last piece Alec needs, to know that Magnus is right there with him.

“I’m here, now, with you.”

“I know you feel what I feel.”

“And I’m willing to fight for us.”

avengers chat

Please don’t hate me for this awfulness I’m about to put on ya dash! I tried my best, my first avengers imagine and avengers chat. -Thai💜(I gottah ting 4 Purple Hearts now)

Prompt: You and Peter are secretly dating, and the team finds out. Lolz good luck with mama Steve n papa tony. Spoiler: Civil War part 2???

Sammy✈️: What did Metal arm do?🙄


Sammy✈️: Sureeee

Cap🇺🇸: He was…

Clint🏹😜: Doing what exactly ;););););)

Bucky❄️: NOTHING


Clint🏹😜: O.o


Nat🕷👄: Lemme guess? Someone step on your suede shoes😂😂😂

Y/N👑: Get to the point Mr.Stank, some of us aren’t old and have lives too live

Sammy✈️: Yeah I think Steve and Bucky have to take their daily naps at 4:30 after they get back from the early bird special.

Clint🏹😜: They defiantly won’t be sleeping ;);););););)

Spidey🕸: Gross, Mr.Stark what seems to be the issue

Cap🇺🇸: We do not hook up…

Y/N👑: mhmmm


Clint🏹😜: You can count me out. I don’t prefer pink lip gloss

Clint🏹😜: Not that I prefer lip gloss at all…

Clint🏹😜: I gotta go…shoot something…..yeah…

Clint🏹😜 had left the chat

Tony👴🏻: WELL?!?!?!?! NAT?!?!?

Nat🕷👄: Lip Gloss ain’t my thing…you sure it isn’t Buckys? His lips are really pink👀👀

Sammy✈️: As much as I hate Barnes, He do got some cotton candy pink lips👀👀👀


Spidey🕸: I mean….let’s go with that.


Bucky❄️: I MEAN

Nat🕷👄: hold up…did he just say

Cap🇺🇸: Bucky…? You use…baby lips??



Y/N👑: WAIT A DAMN MINUTE…Is that where my baby lips went?😑

Bucky❄️: well uh…BACK TO THE COUCH!

Tony👴🏻: For once..I agree with the human terminator…MY COUCH

Cap🇺🇸: Well who else could it be Tony? My innocent Y/N isn’t allowed to wear lip gloss…maybe it was you??

Tony👴🏻:😑really old man? Really?

Nat🕷👄: I mean…maybeee it’s Y/N

Sammy✈️: Speaking of Y/N where is she? And Spidey??



Tony👴🏻: EXCUSE ME?!?

Y/N👑: you guys…



Spidey🕸: Guys…





Y/N👑: Hey Petey…since everyone is fighting wanna go on our date now?


Spidey🕸: sure, baby😘

Y/N👑 and Spidey🕸 has left the chat.

Nat🕷👄: But doesn’t Bucky have a hunk of metal too?

Sammy✈️: Wait…Peter and Y/N got out?


Cap🇺🇸: SHES DATING?!? HIM!?!?

THIS IS A DRAFT TO SEE IF IM GOING IN THE RIGHT WAY SINCE I HAVENT BEEN ON IN YEARS, will be taken down Monday?? Sorry if you don’t like it

anonymous asked:

I’m not sure if you’re someone who gives writing tips, if not that’s okay. I get it. But I was curious. If you’re having a dialogue where the character is ranting, the words are kinda just flying out of their mouths and it’s a lot of words, how would you format that? Like, would you put it all in one paragraph, do you interrupt it with an action (s/he said, waving wildly) or would it just be dialogue?

I do as often as I can! I get a lot of asks, so I apologize to those whose questions I don’t get to :( But I enjoy talking about how I do things/what I’ve learned! Just keep in mind that writing is an art and, like all art, there’s no one true way to do something. So everything I suggest is just that– a suggestion!

Lots of Words Rants!

So you have a character who’s saying a lot of words in a big rant! 

1. Static unbroken rant. The benefit here is that the reader, generally, naturally reads this very quickly! It’s probably what you’re looking for when you say “a lot of words” and it definitely stuns both the reader and the other characters! For example:

“You want to know what I think,” she says, mouth a thin line. “Right. Okay. Well I think it’s interesting how you only look for an opinion when people owe you something. I think it’s really convenient that you wait until you can deny someone something, something like basic human rights, before crowd sourcing validation and then you think that it means shit when they don’t speak against you. I think you’re a coward and that no amount of intimidation or ass-kissing will break through the denial you’ve got going on. So if you’re looking for me to tell you that you’re a hero or that we can’t do this without you, you should wait until you actually have something on me.”

The silence is deafening as she takes another sip of her coffee, Damien’s mouth opening and closing as he tries to come up with a response. He looks around the table, hoping to see similar shock, and receives another unpleasant surprise when no one will meet his eyes.

There are two problems that I’ve had with the Big Wall of Text. One, it can lose the reader! Despite emotion or content, it’s easy to skip from the first sentence or two to the last line or two. Some readers will read it quickly, but others might skip it entirely.

Second, with no physical movements, it can be hard to get back into the scene, especially since unbroken rants w/o movement generally end in silence.

2. Active Unbroken Rant. Breaking up a rant with action keeps the reader’s attention and makes them read a little closer. It also has the benefit of giving the rant some texture by escalating or deescalating the emotion in each part or by providing emphasis.

“You want to know what I think.” She shakes her head. “Right. Okay. Well, I think it’s interesting how you only look for an opinion when people owe you something. “

Damien’s jaw tenses and she can tell that he wants to lean away from her as she stands, looming over the table, coffee forgotten. All around them, the other rebels are staring at her wide-eyed.

“I think,” she continues, biting off the ends of her words, “that it’s really convenient that you wait until you can deny someone something, something like basic human rights, before crowd sourcing validation and then–” she bares her teeth “– you think that it means shit  when they don’t speak against you.” 

He doesn’t look away from her, not to the left or right where his devoted followers are, as usual, sitting uselessly. She can barely stand it.

Her words come faster now, like a flood after the damn has been broken. “I think you’re a coward and that no amount of intimidation or ass-kissing will break through the denial you’ve got going on. So if you’re looking for me to tell you that you’re a hero or that we can’t do this without you, you should wait until you actually have something on me.”

So with breaks for action/reaction, you get a scene that’s a little more urgent than the one without action. Action helps the emotion build in the rant whereas the static rant feels more like a slap in the face.

The downside here is that you have to build the tension and keep everyone’s  body language appropriate to the scene.

3. Broken Rant (active or static). So it’s a rant and you want the fast-talking character to be the star of the scene. Seems counter-intuitive to have another character talk, but it can actually help speed up the reading of the scene while also showing that this rant is dominating it. For example:

“You want to know what I think,” she says. She shakes her head. “Right. Okay. Well, I think it’s interesting how you only look for an opinion when people owe you something.”

Damien jerks like he’s been slapped. “What is that–”

“I think,” she continues, giving no indication of hearing him, “ that it’s really convenient that you wait until you can deny someone something–”


“–something like basic human rights,  before crowd sourcing validation and then you think that it means shit when they don’t speak against you. I think you’re a coward and that no amount of intimidation or ass-kissing will break through the denial you’ve got going on.”

The silence rings around the table, the tension so think between her and the other rebel that no one dare move.

Eliza leans forward and picks up her coffee. “So,” she says, still staring him down, “if you’re looking for me to tell you that you’re a hero or that we can’t do this without you, you should wait until you actually have something on me.”

The little interjections from Damien, and the way I’ve broken them off, shows that things are happening very quickly. It’s a broken back and forth that both ups the tension and the speed!

Hope this helps! If you have any more questions feel free to drop by, I’ll try and get to them asap :)

Scribble-Doodle: Beating Heart

MalecWeek2017, Day 5: Non-supernatural AU.

Magnus will never again take a thing as simple as a heartbeat for granted.

“How is he?” Jace asks and his voice is quiet, hesitant over the phone.

Magnus steps over to the French window and looks out into the sunlit backyard where Alec’s lying in a hammock in the shadow of a large tree, swinging gently back and forth in the light afternoon breeze.

“Resting,” Magnus answers with a little smile.

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The Only Exception (Part 5)

Summary: AU. Reader is given the task of running a popular love advice internet show when her coworker is fired. Her cynical attitude toward love makes her offer some harsh advice, and more than a few hearts are caught in the aftermath. Will hers be one of them?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,844

Warnings: language, fluff, angst, sarcasm, hot firemen, draaaamaaaa, did i mention angst? this is getting ridiculous.

A/N: Cliffhangers are mostly unintentional. I got so many ACK HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME messages that I wanted to post the next part. Warning: it’s mostly just to move the plot along.

Part - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 -

Originally posted by sebuttianstans

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Originally posted by corn-flacks

when your mans is lookin like a snack

Pairing: Zach x fem!reader

Request: Okay here is something that came to mind, just a idea for someone to work off of, okay so today I was watching 13rw & thought of a smut were Zach & his gf are both virgins or at least she is & after a while of dating they fuck & b/c she’s like Tonys height Zach had to like pick her & fuck her against the wall (ect) & he gets carried away b/c she’s a flustered mess under him & the next day she comes to school & her back hurts & she lost her voice & it’s just funny smut

Warning: sin {oral - male on female, rough secs?}

Word count:1043

This is my first Zach imagine and smut! I hope you like it! I hope it’s accurate lmao. 

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I Don’t Want You to Leave (M)

Originally posted by wellhell0therenicetomeetyou

Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Genre: Fluffy smut
Summary: You don’t want Jimin to go to work early on a Saturday so you seduce him to make him stay.


Jimin goes to work super early in the morning. He normally sets two alarms to help pace his morning routine and to wake him up just in case he falls back asleep. He didn’t have to leave for work until 8:00am, but he was a very punctual guy who hated being late so he always left ten minutes early in preparation for the worse case scenario. Mornings for Jimin consisted of a shower and his bathroom routine, breakfast, getting dressed, and gathering his work bag to double check that he didn’t forget anything. He always tried his hardest to be quiet in the mornings, but his alarms counteracted his efforts. You eventually learned to somehow sleep through them, they no longer bothered you, but some days you just couldn’t ignore it.

“Beep beep beep bee-”

Jimin quickly pressed the button on the alarm clock and set another one. Your eyes fluttered open at the sudden noise and you sighed once you saw the time. It was 6:10 in the morning. You felt your husband shuffle under you and let out a sigh of his own. The position that you were sleeping in allowed you to be an anchor for him, you were able to hold him down. Your head was on his chest and your arm was slung across his middle. At some point while you were sleeping, you had thrown your leg over his and they became intertwined with each other. When the alarm went off, he was hesitant to move because he didn’t want to wake you. You used this to your advantage to try to hold him in place.

After a few minutes, he sighed again and tapped you.

“Babe, I have to get up.” He said, voice deep and heavy with sleep.

You pouted as you opened your eyes and looked up at him. “No~ I want you to stay in bed with me.”

“I know,” He said “I do too, but I have to get ready for work.”

“I don’t want you to leave…”

Even though it was the middle of summer, your room was still too cool for your liking and Jimin was so warm. If he got out of bed, all of the warmth would leave with him and you would be left there, freezing in your own bed. It was also a Saturday and you didn’t understand why he had to go to work and why he couldn’t just spend the day with you.

“Why do you have to work on a Saturday anyway?” You asked, nestling your head back onto his chest.

“There are some things that I have to finish at work and they’re all due on Monday. I’m only working a half a day today, jagi.” He reassured you. “So that way I won’t have to worry about work for the rest of the weekend and I can spend more time with you.” He kissed the top of your head.

“Fine.” You grumble as you roll off of him. He sat up and got out of the covers. Just as you had suspected, the bed immediately got cooler and you were trapped in a bundle of empty sheets. You shivered when the air hit your back and Jimin noticed this and quickly filled his spot with the blanket. You watched with tired eyes as he walked over to his desk and sat down in his chair and started putting things in his bag. He was shirtless and you couldn’t help but stare at his muscles that flexed at every movement. His hair was messy, yet he still looked extremely sexy, the light pouring into your room from the window hitting him at the perfect angles. He looked like an angel.

When his bag was all packed he stood up, stretched and yawned. He walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him, disappointing you just slightly. A minute later, you hear the shower come on and your mind starts to wander. You stare at the door, contemplating on whether or not you should go into the bathroom and join him in the warm shower. Your mind said yes but your body screamed no. You were lazy and tired and you honestly didn’t really feel like walking across the room to the bathroom. So you settled for fantasizing about him in the shower.

You imagined Jimin getting undressed in front of the mirror, possibly taking a moment to inspect his incredibly toned muscles, and then stepping into the shower, the water soaking his gorgeous honey skin and highlighting his abs as it streamed down his body. Then he would grab the soap and lather himself in the scented body wash you loved so much. He would reach every inch of his beautiful body, his arm muscles flexing as he scrubbed his skin. His hands would travel his body, over his arms and shoulders, around his neck, across his pecks, down into the defined cuts of his abs, lower, lower, running up the mind blowing length of his cock– ugh his dick~!! Your mouth was practically watering at the thought of it, strong and large even when flaccid. He would run his hands up and down its length, giving him pleasure in the warm water. Would he think of your sleeping body in the room next to him as he rubbed himself? Would he also fantasize and wish that you would join him like you did? Would he imagine that his hand was yours or even your mouth? You wondered if he grew hard at the thought of you tou-

Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the bathroom door opening. You opened your eyes and looked at the clock, realizing that 15 minutes had passed. You must have fallen asleep… Your eyes find Jimin walking around the room with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. You lick your lips at the sight and unconsciously your hands wander down between your legs, into your underwear, surprising you when you find yourself wet. Curiosity led your eyes down to his covered parts and you were disappointed when you saw that there wasn’t a bulge in the towel. This is the moment that gave you the will power and energy to pull yourself out of bed. It seemed unfair to you that the thought of him could make you instantly wet and that your fantasies didn’t come true like you expected them to. Now you were determined to make him just as excited as you were and keep him home so that you could make your fantasies become a reality.

Your feet hit the floor as you sit up and move to the side of the bed. Jimin turned his head to see what you were doing and locked eyes with you as you strutted toward him, trying your hardest to be enticing. Your hips swayed with every step and your movements were slow as you neared him. He stood in place, watching your body with raised eyebrows and a slack jaw.

“(Y/n), what are y-”

You cut him off once you were face to face with him. “Minnie~” you whined, “I wanna spend time with you.” You pouted. Then you look behind him and back him up into his desk chair. Once he sits, you straddle his lap, your underwear rubbing against his towel. You wrap your arms around his neck and give him a cute look. He places his hands on your thighs as he speaks.

“We can spend the whole day together after I finish my work.”

“And when will that be?”

He thinks for a moment before answering. “12:30”

“12 noon.” You say sharply and he gives you a questioning look before he understands what you mean.

“Ok fine I’ll be back by 12. Then we can go out to lunch together.” He gives you a warm smile and you lean forward and kiss him lightly. When you lean back from the kiss you notice a slight change in his face. His eyes grow wide for a moment and it takes you a few seconds to realize that you had accidentally grinded on him.

You ask him if he can stay with you just a little longer and he refuses, forcing you to go with your original plan. You move off of his lap and stoop down in front of the chair, sitting between his legs. The towel is loosely wrapped around his waist, so it makes it easy for you to unwrap your gift. Once he is exposed, you grab onto his length and look up at him with puppy dog eyes. “Are you sure?” You question deviously as you feel him grow hard in your grasp. Your hand moves slowly up and down his shaft while you stare at him, observing how he swallows and tries to hold himself back.

This distraction makes it hard for Jimin to speak so he just bites his lip and watches your actions. Now fully erect in your hand, you bend down and kiss the head of his dick, making him flinch. You feel the slight movement of his hips as he tries to buck up and you know you have him right where you want him. Your hand stops and you let go of him as you stand up.

“It’s ok, we can spend time together after work. I’m gonna go cook breakfast for you.” You say, your peppy voice breaking the silence that has built up in the room. Before you get a chance to walk away, Jimin grabs your arm and pulls you back down on his lap.

You let out a little yelp at how fast he brings you down and he leans in close to your ear. “You know I can’t go to work like this.” He says, giving the shell of your ear a lick and then looking down as he rubs himself against your bottom. “You’re gonna have to help me take care of it.” He pulls you into a heated kiss and deepens it by gently grabbing the back of your head. His tongue slides along your bottom lip and you easily grant him access, opening your mouth so he can explore it. You let him claim dominance as he swirls his tongue with yours and you moan into the kiss. When you pull back to take a breath, he catches your bottom lip between his teeth and pulls lightly.

By this point you can feel him twitching underneath you desperately, so you position yourself between his legs again and push him back so you have better access. Then you take off your shirt, being considerate of Jimin’s view before you grab a hold of him at the base. You pump him a few times and then lick the side of his cock from base to tip, collecting the precum on your tongue when you reach the top. He lets out a low groan and you try to hold back a grin. You lock eyes with him as you lower your mouth onto him and a deep groan of relief resounds from his chest, loving the way your lips fit around him. Your tongue swirls around the head a few times before you take him in further and he lets out another sound of satisfaction. Slowly, you take him all the way in until your nose hits his abdomen and he is as deep as he can go. The sight and feeling of being all the way in your mouth is almost too much for Jimin and he has to hold himself back so that he doesn’t move. There is a stinging in the back of your throat and you swallow around him, causing him to gasp and whimper at the feeling.

“Mmm shit, (Y/n). You feel so fucking good.” He breaths. You can’t help but smirk around him.

You remove your mouth from him and grab a hold of his member, now slick and dripping with saliva and precum, while you try to breathe again, lungs burning from the lack of oxygen. Your hand slides effortlessly up and down his length, squeezing him with just the right amount of pressure. Jimin’s gaze is almost burning through you as he watches your every movement with half-lidded eyes. You continue to pump him, but engulf your lips around him once more and bob your head up and down at a mild pace, your mouth and hand working in sync. The sounds coming from your husband are the most sexy moans you have ever heard as you work his cock, his moans getting higher in pitch and more frequent, the neediness in his voice a telltale sign that he is close. You swipe your tongue over his slit and around his head at every chance you get, your pace quickening as he neared his end. His legs tensed up and he started to buck up into your mouth subtly as he chased after his orgasm, now desperately gripping the armrest so hard that his knuckles turn white. Glancing up at him, you see the desire in his eyes and immediately know what he’s thinking, so you give him what he wants, grabbing his hands and placing them on the top of your head. You stopped your movements and lifted your mouth off of his dick, causing a disappointed groan to escape his lips. But the fire in his eyes was reignited when he hears your words.

“Face fuck me.”

His eyes widened at your words, but he did not hesitate to adjust himself slightly and follow your instructions. You hollowed your cheeks and tightened your grip around him, bracing yourself as you stared up at him and waited for his movements. The hold he had on your hair tightened to keep you still and he began thrusting his hips up into your mouth, warming you up with a few cautious thrusts before suddenly snapping his hips at a fast pace, starting to get lost in the feeling. His orgasm got closer and closer as you observed his face, taking in every detail of how it contorted with pleasure, trying to distract yourself from the burning in your throat and the urge to gag every time he went a little deeper. His moans and groans got louder and higher until he was reduced to releasing sexy whimpers, each sound sending shockwaves through your body and straight down to your core and you couldn’t help but moan around him, the vibrations sending him over the edge, curses and your name flying out of his mouth. His hips stuttered as his orgasm overtook his body and he came into your mouth, your hand moving slowly along him to help him ride out his climax. You swallowed all of the love he had just spilled into you and licked your lips as you rose from your knees, cheeks flushed in a bright pink color.

He stood in front of you as your lips connected. His hands moved along the small of your back, down to your ass. He gripped your cheeks tightly and lifted you up, your legs instinctively wrapping around him, never breaking the kiss. He walked to the bed and gently placed you in the center of it, pulling away from you to take in the sight of your body. His eyes landed on the piece of fabric between your legs and he reached down to hook his fingers in the waistband. Your eyes met his as he pulled your remaining garment down your legs slowly, lifting your hips just slightly to help with the removal.

Jimin threw your panties somewhere across the room, you didn’t get a chance to see where because his lips were on yours as soon as he got them down your legs. You wanted more from the kiss but he pulled away, progressing slowly as he kissed down your body. He drew creative patterns with his tongue across your skin as he moved lower, stopping at the junction between your neck and shoulder to suck lightly because he always knew where to kiss to drive you crazy. Open mouthed kisses trailed down your body and travelled through the valley of your breasts, his hands tending to what his lips did not. The feeling of having Jimin touch and kiss every inch of your body drove you insane. He teased you when he got to your lower half, placing soft kisses on your hip bones and spreading your legs in front of him.

His lips explored every inch of your bare legs, leaving light kisses on your outer thighs and dark love marks on your inner thighs just to claim you as his. He kissed up and down your inner thighs, coming just close enough to brush up against the side of your lower lips and then skipped to the other leg. You were ticklish and getting impatient, whining when he skipped over where you wanted him the most. The build up seemed to last forever and you bucked naturally when he blew air on your exposed heat. Finally finished his journey, Jimin rested his eyes on the sight in front of him and licked his plump lips seductively as he ran two fingers along your folds, collecting your arousal.

“Damn, babe. Your dripping for me,” He cooed and hummed as he licked you off of his fingers. The sight alone sent heat down through you and you stared at the beautiful man in front of you as he continued to toy with your folds. You could feel yourself literally dripping onto the sheets below you, the anticipation eating you alive as you waited for Jimin to make his next move. “It’s ok I’ll clean up every last drop.” He said in a deeper voice that sent chills up your spine as he kissed your clit, making you flinch.

He stuck out his tongue and hesitated before moving, wanting to watch your face as you screwed your eyes shut in anticipation. He smirked when your hips began to buck towards him to encourage him, expressing how needy you were, and his mouth finally made contact with you, licking a long stripe through your folds, spreading them apart with his tongue as he went. Your back arched off of the bed and you let out a long drawn out moan. Your fingers found his soft hair and wove their way into his locks, pulling on them gently. Jimin licked up and down your slit, licking up the wetness like it was the most delicious meal he had ever tasted. His tongue moved up and circled around your clit slowly as he looked up at you. Your breathing was labored and heavy and your mouth hung open in pleasure. A smirk crawled onto his face as he observed his effect on you.

“Oh my- ohh!!” You gasped out as Jimin inserted one, then two of his fingers.

Jimin hummed at the response he was getting out of you. He loved pleasuring you and watching you come undone because of him.

“Does it feel good?” He asked innocently, but the look he gave you was dripping with lust and had ‘sinner’ written all over it.

“Yes, fuck,” You replied, cutting yourself off when he suddenly increased his pace and lowered his mouth back down to your clit. “Oh that feels fucking AMAZING, please please please don’t stop!!” You called out to him, the raspiness of sleep in your voice disappearing as you practically screamed your words. The knot in your stomach was growing rapidly as Jimin continued his ministrations. Naturally, your legs tried to squeeze together, but he kept pushing them apart with his free hand. You began to shake and pant loudly as the coil in your stomach grew tighter with every pump of his fingers. Knowing how close you were, Jimin took his fingers out of you and held your legs open, pushing them up to your chest, rendering you helpless to his stimulation. He wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked harshly, licking in tight, fast circles as you called out his name. Moans and lewd, wet noises filled the room, only adding to the sensations.

Your hands were all over the place, grabbing at the sheets and his hair, wandering aimlessly until one hand found his and you locked fingers with him. The other hand settled on your breast, massaging it and pinching at your nipple. The pleasure you were feeling was almost overwhelming as Jimin licked and sucked at your core, occasionally dipping his tongue into your entrance. His other hand left your hips and reached up to tend to your other boob, adding to your pleasure as you neared the edge.

Beads of sweat formed on your forehead and chest. You were so close and Jimin never let up. He picked up his already fast pace and hummed on your most sensitive place, the vibrations going straight up your body, sending you over the edge with a cry.

“Ji-Jimin, I-I’m cu-” You couldn’t finish your sentence as the knot in your stomach unraveled and waves of pleasure coursed through your body. Heat spread throughout your being as Jimin helped you ride out your high with his fingers on your pulsing nub and breasts, rubbing in sensual slow circles. Your heart was in your ears as your entire body tingled, low moans still escaping your lips as you trembled and twitched at his every touch. He stopped his fingers and began kissing his way back up your body, tracing an imaginary line from your navel, between your breasts, and up your neck, his feathery kisses tickling your flesh. He peppered your face in kisses and then moved back down your jaw to suck on spots on your neck, leaving small but dark hickies.

You let him do whatever he wanted while you caught your breath, trying your hardest to gather up what little strength you had to not fall asleep right there in front of him. You placed your hands on his soft, warm cheeks, catching his attention, and you brought his lips to yours in a lazy but passionate kiss. You could taste yourself on him, but you really didn’t care. Pulling away from him, you stared into his eyes with love and was pleasantly surprised when he returned the look with the same amount of love and adoration as yours.

“You’re beautiful,” He said against your lips, “And sexy… and hot…” Jimin said in between playful pecks on your lips. “Did I mention sexy? Cuz damn you’re so fucking sexy!!” He said with a bright smile that melted your heart. You giggled as he attacked your face with more kisses.

Shortly after, the other alarm rang, interrupting the small make out session that had ensued. It startled you and you jumped, almost bumping foreheads with Jimin as he still hovered over you. He moved from over top of you and got off of the bed with a sigh. He turned off the alarm and turned back to you. You looked at the clock before shifting your gaze back to him. The clock read 7:00am.

“I still have to get ready for work…” He said and you groaned loudly. “But you made me all sweaty so I have to shower again,” He added, a smile creeping up his face. “Care to join me?”

You nodded and he pulled you up by your arms, helping you off of the bed and onto your slightly wobbly legs. He laughed at your unsteadiness and you glared at him playfully, bringing up the point that he was the one who did this to you.

He turned the shower on and let the water run for a few seconds, it didn’t take long for the water to heat up because he just took a shower a half an hour ago. You stepped into the shower first, moving farther into the water to give him more space so that he could join you. There was enough space for the both of you, but it was still a cramped area and you two were forced to stand really close to each other just to get under the water. Not that you minded.

Jimin stepped in behind you and took a second to admire your body as the water rushed over it, tracing your curves perfectly. You turned to face him and pulled him further into the shower by his wrists while you scolded him for staring, never daring to admit that you were doing the same thing. You watched the water soak his hair and plaster it to his forehead. Reaching up, you gently moved the hair out of his face and gave him a kiss on his plump lips. Then you turned toward the water and stood there to let it glide down the front of your body. You felt Jimin’s strong arms wrap around your middle, pulling you closer to him. You could feel his breath tickling your shoulder as he bent down and pecked it and then rested his chin on it.

“I love you,” He mumbled softly in your ear. For some reason those three words, no matter how much he said them, gave you butterflies and sent a blush to your cheeks every time. You leaned your head back onto his shoulder and closed your eyes as you responded.

“I love you too, Jimin.” And there wasn’t a doubt in your mind that you made him feel the same way as his grip on you tightened at your words. He turned his head and his lips brushed the skin of your neck as he spoke.

“I’m so glad you’re mine.” He said as he pressed his lips the side of your neck. You smirked as he continued to kiss at the sensitive skin that was still buzzing from your previous orgasm. You relaxed in his arms and released a sigh of contentment, wishing you could stay like this forever. But as you swayed with him, you felt him on your lower back. Your eyes widened and you swiftly turned in his arms to face him. A mixture of shock and confusion was present on his face as you stood there, still in his hold, staring at him with wide eyes and raised eyebrows.

“Are you getting hard again?” You asked him, a smirk threatening the corners of your mouth, but you concealed it and replaced it with a blank look feigning disgust. He swallowed and thought for a moment before cautiously answering.

“Do you want me to be hard again?” He questioned slowly, still looking your face over, trying to read your expression. You allowed the smirk to show itself as you answered slyly.

“Only if you’ll let me take care of it.” You said seductively as you push yourself closer into him so that his semi-hard cock was pressed against your stomach. He leaned closer to you, lips just out of reach.

“Deal,” He said, a smirk crawling onto his face as well. “You’re just so fucking sexy I couldn’t help but get turned on by you. I love your body, to me you are perfect.” He purred. The butterflies in your stomach made a second appearance and you blushed at his words as he stood there, studying your form as the water ran down it. But this time, you didn’t scold him for it. Instead, you posed for him, sticking out your ass and arching your back so that he had a good view of your boobs. He took the initiative and gently grasped them, your body instinctively arching into his hands that fit so perfectly around your breasts. He lightly massaged them and tweaked your nipples, bending down to kiss you and swallow your moans as he continued to play with your body. You enjoyed the contact, but you also needed to feel him inside of you, so you pulled away from his lips and bit yours as you looked at him. He momentarily stopped his motions to look at you expectantly, awaiting your words.

“I don’t need any more foreplay.” You say, grinding your hips onto his and feeling his now fully erect length rub against you. He caught the hint and pulled you in for another quick kiss before turning you and pinning you against the wall. He held your arms up above your head with one hand as he lifted your thigh with the other, putting pressure on your body with his to make sure that you don’t fall on your already wobbly legs. You locked your leg around him to free his hand and he moved his fingers along your slick folds.

“So wet,” He mumbled mostly to himself as he lined himself up with you.

You felt his head poke at your entrance and your eyes met for a brief moment before he pushed into you, sliding in almost fully, your wetness making it easy for him to slip right in. He groaned at the feeling of being inside you and you moaned at the fullness you felt. He stayed there for a couple of seconds to give you some time to adjust, and then pulled out almost completely and watched himself sink back into you slowly. His hand found your waist as he repeated the action, sticking to the slow pace as if only to frustrate you. But you didn’t complain.

“Mm, You take my cock so well, jagi,” Jimin moaned as he continued to watch himself disappear inside of you. Your hands fidgeted in his grip as you whined, wanting to touch him and hold on to him so that he could move faster. His pace picked up slightly at your whining and you bit your lip to contain the noises coming from your throat as he went deeper. “Fuck, you’re so tight.” He groaned into your neck as he bent his head down to press a kiss to it.

You wanted to reply to him, but the angle and the depth he was getting prevented your brain from forming proper words, so you could only moan in response. He usually didn’t go this slow, but he also never went this deep. He was discovering new places inside of you that neither of you had ever known existed and it felt amazing. When he hit a g-spot, your leg almost gave out on you, but luckily he was pressed against you to glue you to the wall. He repeatedly hit that spot at a slightly faster pace, moving his hips closer to you to get deeper, and you couldn’t even make any noises at the pleasure you felt. Your mouth was gaping, but no sound was coming out. You weren’t even sure you were breathing. Jimin hungrily looked at your face, the sight of you enough to make him cum right there, but he controlled himself and instead let go of your hands.

When your hands dropped, you immediately reached for his shoulders. His hands found the back of your thighs and started to lift your other leg off of the ground, making you wrap your arms around his neck to prevent you from falling. He wrapped your other leg around his waist and pushed you up against the wall harder. You were suspended between Jimin and the wall as you squeezed your legs tight around his hips, bringing him closer to you. Jimin’s hands moved farther up your thighs and held on tightly to your ass, hard enough to leave marks on your skin.

Now he was pressed up against you with all of his weight and your hard nipples rubbed against his chest as you moved. He lifted you slightly and began pounding into you, bringing you back down on his cock to meet him halfway. Your loud moans echoed in the shower as he fucked the soul out of you, skin slapping together in the fast pace.

“So deep…” You gasped out. He groaned at the breathlessness of your words and went even harder and faster, making you practically bounce up and down at the impact. You let out an especially loud moan as he hit another sweet spot and your hands flew to his hair, gripping the strands tightly as curses and moans fell from your mouth. Jimin leaned his forehead against yours and stared into your eyes as he snapped his hips into you, the intensity showing in his gaze. The control and precision of his movements never ceased to amaze you as he knew exactly how hard and how deep to go to drag every ounce of pleasure out of you.

As he got closer to his climax, his groans became more frequent and you could see the concentration on his face as his hips became a little more erratic. He attempted to kiss you, but it was really just your lips pressed together in an open mouthed kiss, panting into each other’s mouths. You felt yourself getting tighter with every thrust.

“Babe, I’m close.” You panted, not sure if he recognized that you had said words. But he responded anyway.

“Me too.” He breathed, keeping up with his intense pace. His head once again dipped down to suck spots in your neck and you whimpered at the sensation. The added stimulation was enough to push you into your climax and you came hard on his dick. Waves of pleasure pulsed through you and you shook violently as your breathing hitched, making you momentarily forget how to breath. Your body went limp in his arms as you let him ride out your orgasm and chase his own.

Jimin’s pace didn’t slow, his moans became louder and his hips more erratic as your walls contracted and spasmed around his throbbing cock. He slipped in and out of you rapidly, each movement edging him closer to his release and each one of your whimpers and moans turning him on even more.

“Cum for me, baby.” You encouraged him with breathless words, purposely tightening yourself around him. Your eyes were barely open, but you got them to function in time to see the incredibly sexy look on his face as he came.

“Ahhh, s-shit.” Jimin groaned one final time as he came deep inside of you. You moaned at the sight of his face, his rosy cheeks, closed eyes, parted lips, and thrown back head. Both of your moans filled the room as you came down from your highs. He still held on tightly to your limp body as he gently and shallowly thrust into you to ride out his orgasm. When his motions stopped, he lifted you slightly and pulled out, both of you groaning from soreness and over sensitivity. He lowered your legs down to the floor and held you up. You felt his cum dripping down your thighs and get washed away by the water as you stood. Your arms were still locked around his neck and your legs were weak. He was the only support you had because obviously your legs weren’t of much use. Your lips connected and he once again stole your breath away, dominating your mouth with his tongue and not letting you pull away for air. When he did pull away, you both just stood there in the running water, foreheads together and eyes locked. The only sounds in the bathroom were the sounds of running water and heavy breathing.

“Ok now let’s take a real shower.” You said once you could breathe again. He smiled and stood up straight. You almost collapsed, but he held you steady. “Damn it Jimin, you broke my legs!” You laughed as you tried to steady yourself.

Actually taking a shower this time, you both helped wash each other. Once clean, you stepped out of the shower, somewhat regaining function of your legs. Jimin soon followed and grabbed a towel to dry you off.

“Sorry for making you late to work.” You apologized sheepishly, feeling bad about it.

“Today doesn’t even count,” He laughed. “I could go in whenever I felt like it, I just wanted to go early so I could spend the whole day with you.” He kissed your forehead as he finished drying your body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake. You then turned to dry him off but he swatted your hands away.

“Let me dry you off.” You said, surprised at his stubbornness. He only shook his head and you rolled your eyes at him as you pulled on your underwear and t-shirt.

“Hey (Y/n)?” Jimin called making you turn towards him. “Are you still going to make breakfast?” He asked and you couldn’t help but giggle. You nodded.

“Sure, but we still have to go out for lunch ok?”

“Deal.” He smiled. He kissed you briefly before you headed for the kitchen.

Dating would include – Twenty One Pilots

Originally posted by rhcpchili99

Tyler Joseph:

  • He plans a ton of different dates whenever he has time
  • Ever been in a pillow fort? - Say no more
  • “We are the rulers of this fort!”
  • “I even found two crowns for us, my King.”
  • Super sunny day? - Tyler takes you to the park for a picnic
  • “God, you and your Taco Bell addiction… It’s beautiful, Ty.”
  • “Everything for you, [Y/N]…”
  • Tired to go out? - Let’s have a movie night with snacks
  • “Catch, Tyler! … Geez, we need to train that way more.”
  • The two of you keep the public display of affection as low as possible
  • Yes, there are a few kisses now and there and holding hands
  • But the rest is reserved for your time in private
  • “You don’t know how long I waited to have you for me alone…”
  • “Someone is eager tonight.”
  • “How can’t I? You look even more breathtaking than usual, if that’s possible.”
  • Tyler shows you how much you mean to him through other actions
  • The way he presents you to the world and speaks about you in interviews
  • “With [Y/N] by my side I can accomplish everything.”
  • “I can’t live without my better half anymore. [Y/N] is the world for me.”
  • Everyone can see how much he is in love with you
  • Should Tyler be away for a long time, he tries to keep in touch as much as possible
  • In between times he sends you tons of silly pictures and messages
  • But Ty loves to have endless calls with you
  • “How was your day, [Y/N]? I hope good. If not, I’m here.”
  • “I’m not going to end this call until you are asleep.”
  • “I love you so much…”
  • Fights in the your household is a very quiet event
  • Neither of you raise your voice at the other one –not even once
  • The deadly looks you have say more than thousand words
  • “Don’t you dare to give me the "forbidden look”!“
  • But in the end the fight doesn’t last longer than ten minutes
  • "I’m so sorry for everything. Can I make it up to you, love of my life?”
  • And Tyler knows how to push your buttons so you forgive him
  • You know Tyler will be there for you, when you need him
  • He loves to take care of you and making your day better
  • Massages, cuddles, kisses, cooked meals, everything you want or need
  • He always wants you to be by his side, when he writes a new song
  • You are his inspiration – his muse – if you want to say so
  • Tyler cares about your opinion on his music and songs
  • “Wow, feels like pure darkness, but with a tiny ray of sunshine and hope in it.”
  • Once in a while he writes a song about you as a gift
  • When words fail him, the music will talk for him
  • “Oh my god, Tyler. That’s so wonderful. Sweet. Beautiful.”
  • “I would catch a star for you, if you want it.”

Originally posted by bulletproofbands

Josh Dun

  • The two of you take care of each other – almost having a sixth sense for that
  • You know exactly when the other one has a bad day
  • So nightly trips to Taco Bell or skating together are usual things
  • “I feel so much better now. Thank you, darling.”
  • After all this time you two are dating, Josh is still a blushing mess sometimes
  • Might it be the way you look stunning in your clothes
  • Or the most adorable compliment he tells you
  • “I am truly dating an angel. How did I get so lucky?”
  • His love to you gets stronger every day he has you by his side
  • Josh loves you to show your happy relationship in public
  • Matching couple shirts during the trip to Disneyland
  • “The Boss” - “The Real Boss”
  • Piggyback rides whenever you want – in the park, in the venue, …
  • “When is my turn to get a ride?”
  • “Don’t give him bad ideas, Tyler!”
  • And tons of vines you two do together
  • “[Y/N] is my favorite person on earth … right after Tyler.”
  • “… Seriously?”
  • He also tries to stay in touch with you, when he is away
  • Your phone is overflowing with messages, pictures and snapchats
  • To be honest you only miss him more  
  • “How is my love doing today? Feel hugged… I miss you, [Y/N].”
  • Of course, Tyler approves your relationship doubtlessly
  • He is thankful that you make Josh happy without doing anything
  • And the support you give him, Tyler and the band in general
  • “Yes, a match made in heaven… Lucky Josh.”
  • Once in a while the two of you fight – barely but you do
  • There is a lot of yelling, because both of you are emotional
  • But not a single harsh word were ever said
  • It’s not your wish to hurt the other one emotionally
  • “Dear Lord! We talked about this, Josh. I’m done with this topic!”
  • “What if I’m not done? It is important for me, [Y/N]!”
  • After a few minutes both of you apologize for your rude behavior
  • “If it’s important for you, then it is for me too.”
  • You never complain about how loud Josh plays on his drums sometimes
  • He just forgets everything around him lost in his music
  • Adoring the – just to mention – handsome smile on his lips is worth the noise
  • That’s what makes him happy so you are happy too
  • Knowing what you endure from time to time he tries to fulfil every wish of yours
  • Neither of you is really the type for big and expensive gifts
  • The little things in life are the important ones
  • “Hungry? Wait, I get you your favorite snack.”
  • “Don’t worry, I’ll do the dishes tonight. Just relax and enjoy yourself.”
  • Josh holds you close to his chest  during the night
  • It’s like the place in his arms is perfectly made for you
  • He literally feels how much you mean to him  
  • Your heart beating simultaneously with his own
  • The warmth of your skin on his
  • That’s pure comfort for him
  • “God, I love you so much, [Y/N]. More than you can imagine.”
friendly competition [sam wilson/bucky barnes]

bucky and sam argue over who’s the better kisser. you’ll be the judge of that.

tagging: @redgillan, @mattymattymerduck, @avengerofyourheart, @wakandasoldier, @darlingbuchanan, @bemystucky, @idorkish, @iwillbeinmynest, @aubzylynn, @angryschnauzer, @almondbuttercup

warnings: light suggestive content

additional notes: i’m back! i’ve had this idea in my head for a little over a week, and i hope yall like it :) thanks for sticking around and i hope to post more fics soon.

They were bickering when you entered the kitchen for lunch that afternoon.

“It’s gotta be me. I’ve had the most practice.”

“When’s the last time you even kissed someone?”

“When’s the last time you did, old man? The thirties?”

You rolled your eyes as you made your way to the fridge, hoping to find sufficient ingredients for a bagel sandwich. Listening to Sam and Bucky argue was the last thing you wanted to do after an hour-long workout, but you couldn’t help but be curious. “Should I even ask what you two are arguing about?” you asked, flashing Sam and Bucky a withering look over your shoulder.

Bucky defended himself immediately. “Sam here thinks he’s the better kisser. I’m trying to tell him why he’s wrong.”

Sam shook his head. “Nuh-uh, there is no way Snowflake here is better than me. He can run, he can lift, he can fight, but I draw the line at kissing. Help me out, Y/N.”

“Sam, I wouldn’t even know,” you told him, taking a moment to relish the cool air wafting from the open refrigerator. You found the cream cheese, butter, and cherry tomatoes before letting the door swing shut. “I’ve never kissed either of you. All I know is from what you two brag about to Steve and me, and even that has to be pretty biased.”

Bucky snorted. “Please, doll, I speak nothing but the unbiased truth.”

You shrugged and started gathering your supplies. You were making a grilled cheese bagel sandwich and if that meant having to weather their bickering, so be it. “Whatever you say, Bucky.” You wondered if you should grab your earbuds and drown them out with music.

There was hushed murmuring back and forth between the two of them, and then Sam cleared his throat. “I mean, you’re right,” he began. “You’ve never kissed either of us.”

You turned around, fixing him with narrowed eyes. He was leaning with his elbows on the counter, watching you with a playful glint in his eye. “And?”

“Maybe to put this argument to rest,” Bucky chimed in, stepping around the counter and making his way toward you, “you need to see for yourself who’s better.” He stopped by the fridge, lifting an eyebrow to punctuate his proposition. “Whaddya say?”

You blinked. Had he really just suggested that you kiss him and Sam? Was Bucky really giving you the panty-dropping onceover and was Sam really licking his lips like you were some mouthwatering dessert? Your teammates, your friends, two men you’d worked with for years now, men you had never pictured yourself being romantically or even sexually involved with—well, not often. Your mind wandered every now and then, when you saw Bucky lifting weights shirtless or Sam slow-grinding to old-school R&B while he cooked breakfast. Okay, maybe you did picture yourself with them a few times, but it meant nothing. You pictured them as much as you pictured Steve or Thor. You worried that getting a taste of the real thing would enhance your fantasies by tenfold, and you were still sweaty (and half-dressed) from your workout, but none of that stopped you from looking Bucky straight in the eye and saying, “Fine. Who’s first?”

There was the slightest expression of surprise in both Bucky and Sam’s eyes, but neither of them hardly wavered from his confidence. They exchanged a look, and you crossed your arms. “Well?” you prompted, only half-feigning impatience.

Bucky turned back to you, slipping effortlessly back into his predatory swagger as he sauntered up to you. The T-shirt he was wearing clung to every inch of his chest and exposed just enough of his arms to make you sigh with longing. He smelled amazing. His hands slid up your arms to your cheeks, cupping your jaw as he leaned down. “Ready, doll?”

You nodded. Bucky smiled and sealed his lips to yours.

You knew Bucky had gone several decades without affection. He’d come to the Avengers headquarters a touch-starved wreck, plagued with nightmares, anxiety, depression, problems you had all wished you could heal with a simple push of a button. He was far from completely healed, but now you saw firsthand that his craving for human touch hadn’t diminished in the slightest. His kiss was ravenous, desperate. You gripped his shoulders with your hands, letting your eyes flutter closed. He used his gentle grip on your jaw to tip your head back, pressing his hips into yours and grinding into you. His metal hand felt wonderfully cool on your skin, and you wondered how it would feel elsewhere on your body. He nipped at your lower lip, making you whimper, and slipped his tongue into your mouth. You reciprocated as best as you could, lost in the ecstasy that was Bucky Barnes, until he finally pulled away, his lips detaching from yours with a soft, wet smack.

You swayed a little on your feet, but Bucky’s hand on your hip kept you steady. “Wow,” you exhaled, feeling like you were buzzing all over. “Nice.”

Bucky chuckled. “‘Nice’? I was expecting some higher praise, doll.” He squeezed your hip and stepped away from you. “Take your time, sweetheart. I’ll be right here. Your turn, Samuel.” He clapped Sam on the back as he sat down at the kitchen island, smirking.

Sam seemed impressed but not the least bit shaken. He rose from his seat and walked over to you, his brown eyes locked with yours. They were so warm, filled with an intensity unlike any look you’d ever seen from Sam. “Good?” he murmured, his arms encircling your waist to draw you up against him. You hadn’t noticed that you’d been leaning against the counter for support.

“Yeah,” you replied breathlessly, and Sam kissed you.

Where Bucky’s kiss was wild, Sam’s was soft. His lips were so plush, moving against yours with an unhurried rhythm, like this was a regular occurrence. The gentle approach had you feeling just as heady, as his hands roamed your body, from your shoulders to your waist and teasingly close to your ass. You held your hands on his chest, partly for the sake of your own balance. He used his tongue before his teeth, licking your bottom lip and asking for entry. You allowed it, and his tongue rubbed tantalizingly against yours. Sam had bragged countless times about what an amazing lover he was, always taking his time, savoring every moment, every touch, every sensation. Evidently, the same was true of his kisses. Sam’s kiss was slow, slow and sensual, and you felt like you could go on like this for hours. He was teasing you, and when you tried deepening the kiss, he smiled against your lips, amused at your eagerness. His hands finally dipped down and squeezed your ass, just once, but enough to make you gasp. He moved one up to the back of your head, the other to your waist, letting his fingers rove aimlessly over your bare ribs.

You sighed heavily, and it came out more as a moan than a breath. Sam pulled away, grinning at you smugly. He released you from his arms, wiping his mouth with the pad of his thumb. You’d possibly gotten a little carried away, you decided.

“What? No ‘wow’?” Sam joked.

You shook your head. “Wow,” you croaked, reaching behind you to grasp the counter.

“Who’s it gonna be, doll?” Bucky piped up, watching you curiously.

You mulled it over in your head, the two kissing styles, both so different, yet so enticing: Bucky, who kissed with as much fervor as he sparred, and Sam, who left you weak and wanting so much more. You couldn’t care less; they were both downright sexy. “Can’t tell. You’re both too good. I think I’ll just eat my lunch in my room. Mind cleaning this up?” With that, you grabbed a pear and a couple bananas from the fruit bowl and started exiting the kitchen. “Thanks, boys.”

Bucky and Sam sat there, openmouthed and unbelieving. “Wait, you can’t just—you said you’d decide!” Bucky cried after you, watching your shaky form pad down the hallway.

You laughed. “If you really need to know, why don’t you kiss each other?” you offered lightheartedly.

Bucky blinked. He looked over at Sam, who looked equally taken aback. They wouldn’t…Would they?

Sam turned to Bucky and shrugged. “Pucker up, Snowflake.”

upstairs on the roof, where the sounds of the party were muffled and the lights were low, the echoing laughter from downstairs the only thing cutting the sound of the wind and of new york city itself, alec found him. magnus was standing at the roof’s edge, a glass of whiskey in hand, silhouetted by the skyline and he looked just as handsome as he had a couple of hours ago.

he had looked gorgeous then in the low lamp light as alec smoothed his fingers over his lapels and straightened his tie. he had been giving alec an incredulous look as he asked yet again what it was that alec had planned. and for the hundredth time that night, alec had only leaned in to peck his lips and whisper, “none of your business.”

now, in the same dark navy suit, the velvet fabric catching the soft low light, magnus looked just as good, bringing the sparkling glass of whiskey to his lips to take a slow sip. alec smiled to himself, stepping closer and sliding his arms around magnus’s waist as he gently pressed their cheeks together. instantly all of the stately control that had been hanging around magnus’s shoulders melted just a little bit, as he relaxed into the touch and let their heads rest together.

“happy birthday, mr. lightwood-bane.” alec whispered, right there against his skin and immediately magnus’s lips spread into a huge smile, his free hand dragging over alec’s forearm. after a moment, magnus turned his face to catch just the edge of alec’s mouth in the softest, warmest kiss.

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