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Aisles [M]

Aisle Two

Summary: Jungkook was your best friend. You held onto his secrets. And he knew all of yours. Except for one. One that would change your friendship forever. You were in love with him.

Pairing: Reader x Jungkook

Genre: bestfriend!au, college!au, angst, smut

Word Count: 6,772

Originally posted by sugutie

Aisle One Aisle Two

Your apartment was like a ghost town. The emptiness echoed every time you stepped foot in the sad space. His shoes were missing by the front door. Your keys were never on the side table. There was evidence that people lived there. Ramen packets in the trash. Used coffee cups on the sink. But no one had really been around for two weeks.

Two weeks. This was the longest you had gone without speaking to Hoseok, yet alone seeing him. The fight at Yoongi’s was the worst you ever had. His sharp tongue dug wounds that even stitches couldn’t heal. He had been keeping himself occupied at Yoongi’s or the dance studio. Your heart sank into your chest anytime you came home and heard the washing machine running, only to find that the person who was wearing them was nowhere to be found.

A small part of you enjoyed the quiet. You were able to spread all your materials out on the coffee table. Bags of chips and half empty iced lattes were littered in between stacks of highlighted notes. He wasn’t there to yell at you when you fell asleep face first on your microbiology homework, the lines of the pages leaving imprints on your cheeks.

You did miss him. The two of you had been friends for years. But this time it was not your turn to say sorry. If Hoseok wanted things to go back to normal, he would have to swallow his large amount of pride and apologize.

But you had never heard Hoseok apologize in his life. 

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anonymous asked:

Simon and Jace bonding over the horror of interrupting Magnus and Alec?

this is hilarious cause you sent me this 2 weeks ago and now it’s so relevant

at first it’s just slight interruptions, because jace interrupting them doesn’t just end there. it doesn’t end after he’s apologized for killing the mood and it doesn’t end after he’s finally settled into magnus’s space. no, it of course continues and it’s horrible because he just keeps doing it. they’re finally kissing and magnus’s weight against alec is so fucking sweet up against the front door. it’s everything he’s been craving, his fingers sinking deep into the muscles around magnus’s shoulder blades. magnus is kissing him like all of that anticipation rolling under alec’s skin, all stormy, is reciprocated, mirror image. and just as alec’s lips part, a low sound thick in his throat as he slides his hands down, pressing magnus closer… someone clears their throat.

alec goes still very slowly and as he does magnus gets the hint and pulls off of him. and it takes a minute but they glance over and there’s jace, with that same perturbed look on his face. “i’ve got to…” he points towards the door. and alec feels his jaw tensing up before it actually does. magnus makes a low noise of understanding, raising his brows and pulls away to open the door, letting jace through and alec just licks his lips, reaching up to rub at his forehead, trying not to allow the annoyance rumbling through him to take hold. but it does anyway and he shoots jace a glare as his blond brother heads through the door. magnus has this look on his face like he just swallowed sour milk and alec lets out a heavy sigh before he reaches out to try and pull magnus back in.

but magnus just chuckles, taking alec’s fingers and squeezing them. “i think the mood has been sufficiently killed.”

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sushi || pjm (f)

Going out on a date with some guy you met at a café could bring more with it than meets the eye.

❀ genre: fluff.
❀ word count: 5,3k+
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With slow steps, you dragged your feet towards the bathroom, feeling really tired from the nap you just woke up from. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to sleep before a date, but you couldn’t help yourself as you had woken up really early for work. A small smile played upon your lips as you thought about it, work. It’s where you met him.


‘’Y/N! A caramel macchiato!’’ your co-worker yelled from the counter as you hastily wiped away the mess you just made.

‘’Coming right at ya,’’ you just told him, still wiping the counter and now also the floor, as coffee dripped from the edges. Brown droplets splashed in front of your white shoes, almost making them brown too, but with a few more wipes it looked like nothing was ever there.

A heavy sigh left your mouth and you heard a shy voice speaking a few metres away from you.

‘’Please, t-take your time,’’ the voice said as you whipped your head around, gazing at the guy to which the voice belonged with surprised eyes. When you met his eyes, your heart was about the burst and you could feel your head getting lighter.

Warm, chocolate brown eyes, a bit puffy and a face handsome as hell. Lips plump at first, but when his mouth went upwards, the cutest smile ever appeared, making his eyes smile as well. You had no idea how a stranger could make you feel all giddy, but he did. His ash blonde hair fell in front of his face in various ways, and it gave him this chill and cute vibe.

‘’Oh Jesus, Lord, save me,’’ was the only thought going through your mind,

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Smug Friends

Requested. @thinkingoverloves
Who: KJ Apa
Quote: I turned out liking you a lot more than I originally planned.  

[Y/N] playfully rolled her eyes as she walked past KJ and Cole repeatedly singing her name. Jumping over the back of the couch of the school lounge room set, she nestled next to Lili and Camila.

Lili looked over her shoulder, smirking as KJ pouted that [Y/N] ignored him. Turning back around, she bumped into her shoulder. “Girl, he’s hooked.” 

Scoffing, [Y/N] shook her head. “I think you’re delirious.” 

Camila spoke up, snorting. “No, you’re delirious if you can’t see it.” 

“KJ doesn’t like me,” [Y/N] said sternly, cocking a brow at the two girls she would consider her best friends. It had been a complete and total whirlwind since she joined the Riverdale cast and she appreciated everyone who welcomed her into warm arms. “He’s just being KJ.” 

Camila leaned back onto the couch, smirking. “I mean normally yes we’d agree but come on, [Y/N]. KJ has been up your butt since day one. Borderline obsessed, borderline a mess.” 

Lili agreed, “KJ’s friendly but not that friendly.” Scrolling through his Instagram she pulled up a picture that he had posted a few days ago of himself and [Y/N] at a cute little cafe the group of them had gone to for lunch. “I’m quoting this word for word since you’re a grandma and haven’t made an Instagram yet.” She rolled her eyes but it was clear by her laugh that it was not meant to be taken any other way but playfully. Clearing her throat, she started to read, “’Friends are great to have, especially ones that are this pretty’” Looking at [Y/N], she quirked a brow with that famous Lili smirk across her lips, “And I should mention the amount of heart shaped eyes emoji’s he put after that is a little excessive but I’m not judging.” 

[Y/N] squinted her eyes, gently taking Lili’s phone from her hands, she needed to see it for herself. Chewing on her lip, she looked up at Lili and Camila’s smug faces. “KJ thinks all of us are pretty, you know that.” 

Camila groaned while she too rolled her eyes. “Okay, give me a second.” Quickly searching through KJ’s twitter, she pulled up a boomerang video of KJ videoing [Y/N] up close with the flash on while she rolled her eyes and smiled. “I do believe this caption states, ‘Those eyes and smile though’ and look, another excessive amount of heart shaped eye emoji.” 

Standing up, [Y/N] gave them a slightly stern look. “I promise you, he doesn’t like me.” 

“And we promise you, he does.” Camila countered. “Big time, too. We’ve been with KJ long enough to know that he’s got the love bug bad.” 

“Real bad.” Lili chimed in, smirking.

Camila crossed her legs, blinking a million times. “You also can’t argue with the fans either. They ship you two a lot. I’ve seen some really cute tribute videos.” 

Lili nodded, looking over at Camila she pointed randomly. “Oh yeah! I really like the one where they used that super cute James Arthur song-”

“-you two are mental.” [Y/N] shook her head and walked away. Walking over towards the table where they had coffee and snacks set up for everyone. She poured herself a coffee and about had a heart attack when she heard KJ say her name from behind her. “Jesus!” 

“Oh, shit. I didn’t mean to scare you!” KJ placed a warm hand on her shoulder, his face completely apologetic. 

Chuckling, she took a deep breath and shrugged. “It’s okay, but damn, you need some bells or something.” 

Taking his hand off of her shoulder, he ran it through his hair. “Yeah, ha, I’ll get on that.” KJ bit his lip, “So, uh, want to go grab lunch or something?” 

“Sure,” empty a few sugar packets into her cup, she looked at him sideways, “are they coming too?” 

“Oh, uh, well, uh.” KJ stumbled over his words, something he usually never did. 

Raising a brow, [Y/N] looked at him with a confused look. “You okay, KJ? You’re acting a bit strange.” 

“Yeah, I’m fine, great actually….” KJ closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, he had rehearsed this ten times better in his head. Taking a deep breath, he finally opened his eyes and went for it. “Okay, listen. So, uh, I turned out liking you a lot more than I originally planned and I’ve been trying really hard to ignore these feelings but you make it so damn hard. I love our friendship and it’s something that I will cherish forever but I have to know if you feel the same or at least somewhat because I can work with the somewhat and if you don’t, I just hope I didn’t ruin us being friends-”

“-KJ,” [Y/N] interrupted, shaking her head while smiling. “Slow down.” Using her free hand, she grabbed his arm gently. “I like you too.” 

“What? Really? You do? That’s great, I mean.” He cleared his throat and tried to act nonchalant. 

 [Y/N] was about to respond but she could see Lili and Camila behind him giving her their smug smirks and quirked brows. Narrowing her eyes at them, she had to fight back a laugh when they both turned on their heel and scurried in the other direction. 

KJ noticing that she was looking at something behind, turned slightly just in time to see his friends running off. “What was that about?” 

Returning her attention, she shook her head. “Nothing, um, did you say something about lunch?” 

Smiling, he nodded. “Yeah, do you want to get some?”

“You spoke the magic words.” [Y/N] mimicked his smile and motioned for him to lead the way. “After you.” 

I thought I lost you // SHAWN MENDES

Overview: Y/n is in a car accident and Shawn leaves one of his concerts to be with her.

Requested: nope


I tried peeling my eyes open but the harsh light made them snap shut again. Groaning, pain traveled up my body as I tried to move to a more comfortable position.

“Shh, stay still. You’re in a lot of pain,” A soft voice told me, gently moving my blankets back over me from when they fell previously. Finally being able to open my eyes I looked around the room I was in.

“Where am I?” I asked, voice scratchy. The room was small and completely white. A machine beeped near my head but it hurt to move to look at it.

“You’re in hospital,” a nurse tells me, looking up from the clipboard to meet my eyes. “You we’re in a serious car accident but you’re stable now.” She pushes her glasses up from where they were sliding down her nose. Her dark hair was tied back in a bun and she looked a few years older then what I was.

“Okay,” I murmur, my gaze moving to the small, fourth story window displaying the park down below. My head felt as though I had been hit by a truck, ironic as I was in a car accident, and my body felt like mush when I tried to move it.

“You woke up just in time for you to receive more pain killers, you’ll be getting them around every 4 hours. Dr Samaro will be in later this evening also to check in just to make sure everything’s okay after the surgery.” She tells me, putting a fluid into the drip connected to me.

“I had surgery?” I asked dazed, the information taking a while to process.

“You had a couple shattered ribs, one of the bones was pressing into your lungs which nearly ruptured it so we had to operate to fix it. You also suffered from a mild concussion and also a small fracture in your left knee,”

“Wow,” my mind was blank and all I wanted to do was sleep.

“Your family has arrived, but right now I’m going to give you a medication that will help you sleep as you must be in a lot of pain,”

I nod my head, letting out a little “Mmh,” in agreement before sleep pulls me under.

Quiet chatter brings me out of the haze I was in. The room is darker than what it was before, creating faint shadows from the light against the faces of the two people who stand beside my bed.

“Y/n,” A women closet to me says, smiling at me softly. “I’m Dr Samaro, I operated on you this morning. I’m here to check how you’re feeling?”

“Alright I guess, the pain killers are working,” I chuckle slightly but think better of it when my ribs protest in pain.

“That’s good. All seems fine after the surgery, no internal bleeding or infections yet. They’re going to bring dinner round in half an hour and I advise that you eat in small mouthfuls okay?” I can detect a slight British accent when she speaks.

“Cool,” I say tiredly, looking up at her.

“There’s also someone here to see you in the waiting room, you can see them if you would like too?”

“Yes please,” I say, immediately perking up.

She nods and turns away, the nurse following swift behind her, the door shutting on her way out.

A minute later it reopens.

“Y/n, shit, Y/n,” Shawn appears, rushing over to my bed, grabbing my hand in his warm ones. “What did you do to yourself, huh?’ he kisses my forehead gently before kneeling down to be eye level with me.

“I’m fine,” I say, voice still raspy. His brown eyes lock with mine, filled with concern and fear for what could have happened. “It’s okay Shawn, I’m here,”

Tears well in his eyes and he brings my hand up to kiss my knuckles. “You scared the shit out of me! I was on stage then suddenly Andrew pulled me off to the side to tell me that you’d been in a car accident, critical condition, and quite possibly could die,”

My breathe falters. “Die?” I question, my voice just above a whisper.

“I left the arena immediately and booked a flight from Los Angeles to Toronto and I’ve been in the waiting room ever since. I got here a little before you first woke up but they wanted you to rest a bit more. Andrew got here a couple hours ago and mum and dad are coming in the morning with Aaliyah,”

I wipe away a tear that’s making its way down his cheek.

“God, I so thought that this was it. I thought I lost you,” more tears spill from him causing my own eyes to water.

“You didn’t loose me,” I attempt to say strongly but my voice tremors.

Shawn smiles, trying to pull himself together. “It just scared me, thinking that you could just be here one day and the next gone,”

“I know baby but you can’t think like that,” I say softly, my thumb stroking his hand.

“I’m sorry, I’m a mess,” he chuckles. “You’re the one in pain and I’m acting like this,”

“It just shows you care,” I say trying not to laugh as it hurts my ribs.

“As soon as I heard I was running, I was like lightning,” He says, proud at how fast he got here, making me grin.

“I bet you were,”

“Or the flash,” he has a thoughtful expression for a second. “I’m defiantly the flash,”

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She Knows (M)

Originally posted by jypnior

Summary: He says he’s never coming back, but he wants you to come along for the ride. An impromptu road trip with Jinyoung leads to desires surfacing, among other things. (High!Jinyoung x Reader)

Genre: Smut / Angst

Warnings:
Drug use

Word Count: 2,981

Written by: Admin Jaefairy

A/n: I don’t know where this came from., but I needed to finish it. Shoutout to the other fairies, @xiustories , and @disenchanteddreamers for reassuring me it wasn’t bad. OTL Please enjoy.

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Being in the SNL Audience

You guys. Holy shit. Words will never adequately describe what it was like to watch Kenan with Sasheer Kate and Vanessa sing My Sharona to warm us all up before the show officially started. Kate (who is so small you all have no idea she’s SO SMALL) was so high energy as a backup dancer. She grabbed Vanessa and Sasheer’s hands at one point and in another she sang right into Vanessa’s face. Tons of her iconic low squats and jazz hands too. It just - she looked like she was having so much fun. 10000% in her element. And then it was over and the lights all dimmed.

And then, when I heard Live from New York…. and got to watch the opening credits on the monitors as the set was taken down and rebuilt all around me. Chills. Actual chills. I can’t say any more on it because nothing will come close enough to that moment. The emotions.

I’ve been told by @heather5280 that she heard my laugh during Louis CK’s monologue. I did totally lose it at the giraffe bit… so I believe her. Can’t wait to rewatch and check for myself. If I really am audible…. damn. That’s the coolest Fucking thing I can’t even put it poetically it’s just. I was part of it. I was THERE.

I was there with stomach cramps from laughing at Kate as Cecilia Gimenez on Weekend Update.

I was there as Louis CK tried to NOT sell us sectional couches.

And in the final sketch, when Louis broke Kate- we all rose up in a simultaneous whoop of excitement. Like getting her to lose it was a victory. And it was- it totally fucking was and I saw how our reaction made her break even more so. It was fantastic.

Completely and utterly out of this world - I was upset for a moment when I couldn’t grab her attention at the stage door and thank her for the cue card. I still wish my voice wasn’t drowned out by everyone else. But I’ll get past that because maybe it just wasn’t meant to happen that way? I’m gonna get another chance I know it (plus I WAS less than ten feet from her and did I mention she is SMALL? The cutest. Though she looked a tad overwhelmed, she was very kind to those who did manage to get her attention - lucky bastards :p. Her voice is so different when she’s just talking. Not acting or doing an interview. Less lilted and so gentle and more real. Also she said holy shit at one point and hearing her curse was pretty great).

Hope everyone enjoyed that parenthetical gay ass sidetrack lol.

Overall - I cannot believe this is really my life and I really just watched SNL live.

I’m so grateful and proud of myself for sticking it for 24 hours in the cold to get there. Fuck, you guys!

Okay, so now that we know Tracer is dating someone else, and Widow was confirmed to have *some* feelings, an angsty Widowsombra/Sombramaker headcanon popped up in my head:

-Widowmaker is bummed because Gérard is dead and Tracer is dating Emily, so she feels alone;

-She’s also bummed because she feels anything at all and she’s “not supposed to”;

-She’s having a bad Christmas, guys;

-Sombra, on the other hand, is bummed because she likes Symmetra but Symmetra’s aromantic and doesn’t like her back;

-She tried to spy on McCree but got nothing from him because he’s a goofball and now he’s passed out from all the whiskey;

-She’s having a bad Christmas too;

-Sometime after Christmas, Widowmaker feels frustrated because she has no one and is feeling conflicted not only because she likes Tracer but also *because* she feels conflicted at all;

-Sombra is grumpy for the reasons listed above;

-Widow notices and since she wants someone else to feel bad, she turns to Sombra and says “What’s the matter, chérie? Moping over the pretty Vishkar architect?”;

-Sombra knows everything about everyone, however, and instantly snaps back: “Why, because you’re miserable over the husband and the cute brit?”;

-Widow gets angry and they start arguing;

-And then that turns into angry hate sex;

(-Once Widow kisses her while mocking her about how she “can’t have” Symmetra, Sombra’s like “chingate” and Widow responds with “I’d rather have you do that for me, chérie”);

-After that, Widow’s like ‘this was a mistake, you can’t act on feelings for an *Overwatch agent* you’re not supposed to have, especially with a coworker’ and Sombra’s like ‘why did you give in? She’s just using you because she can’t have Tracer’;

-So Widow’s like “This means nothing, Sombra” and Sombra’s like “I never thought it meant anything, don’t worry”;

-And things get super awkward and they start avoiding each other;

-After a mission gets botched, Sombra ends up saving Widow from whatever and asks her if she’s okay with the most worried look on her face;

-And Widowmaker notices that, shit, she’s *feeling* something again, so she just looks away and says she’s fine, don’t fuss over her, Sombra, she was doing perfectly well, she doesn’t need to be *saved*;

-Sombra awkwardly and sadly looks away and is like “Right.”;

-Widow looks at her and feels somewhat bad and says “But… thanks anyway. You had the best… intention in helping me.”;

-And Sombra looks genuinely surprised;

-After that they start getting close and Widow starts to warm up to Sombra;

-And she starts to feel scared because she feels too much at once when she should have no feelings - she feels bad for Gérard and misses him, she feels *something* for Tracer and feels awful for not being able to have her, and now she’s getting dangerously close to Sombra;

-And she notices the way Sombra starts to look at her, how she gives her these puppy eyes and touches her hand in the gentlest, most tender of ways, and that surprises Widow because behind that brash, flirty attitude, Sombra is a fucking teddy bear;

(-Sombra starts calling her “frenchy”);

-So she suddenly distances herself again and becomes cold towards Sombra, and after some time Sombra’s like “WTF Widow, did I do something? Tell me what I did” and Widow turns to face her and when she sees the way Sombra’s looking at her, it all becomes too much, Gérard, Tracer, Sombra, and she *breaks down crying*;

-And Sombra’s eyes go wide and she’s like “Oh shit, araña, what happened, are you okay?!”;

-And Widow doesn’t respond so Sombra hugs her and Widow buries her face in her shoulder and says (in French) “I can’t deal with this”;

-Sombra’s super worried (because this is *Widowmaker* and she’s *crying in her arms*) and is like “Cariño, what’s wrong, talk to me, please”;

-And Widow just kisses her instead;

-And this time it’s not an angry kiss like that one time, Widow is desperate and miserable and there’s so much *emotion* behind this kiss;

-And Sombra melts into it and kisses her back with the same intensity and is like ‘mierda, I think I love her’;

-And Widow pulls away when she feels Sombra kissing her and says “It’s too much, Sombra, why do I feel like this? Why do I feel at all??” and now she’s *sobbing*;

-And Sombra can’t take seeing her like this and she relates because she felt *so much* for Symmetra and now she feels *so much* for Widow and her frenchy who’s always so cool and collected is a sobbing mess in her arms, and she starts crying too;

-And they fall to their knees and now they’re embracing each other, crying, Sombra whispering that it’ll be okay and Widow feels *too much* and can’t understand *why* or *how* or even *when*, but she’s aware that she feels something so strong for Sombra it’s far too late to turn back now.

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BONUS:

-Some time after that, Sombra gets gravely injured during a mission;

-Widowmaker clutches her desperately and says, in tears, “don’t you fucking dare die on me! Not after what you said! Not after you made me love you!”;

-Sombra keeps slipping in and out of consciousness and Widow, barely aware of what she’s saying anymore, chokes out, “I already lost everyone, I won’t lose you too!”

-She manages to keep Sombra alive until help arrives;

-They manage to get Sombra in a stable condition;

(-Widow tries to hide how relieved she is);

-Sombra was kind of feverish when Widowmaker said those things so she isn’t sure she really heard it or if it was some sort of dying halucination;

-So she asks Widow for confirmation;

-And Widow confirms the fuck out of it by simply saying “Don’t make me say it again, chérie. I’m not good with words”;

-And Sombra is fucking beaming.

for you pt. 6 [M]

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Badboy!Taehyung, angst

Word Count: 5.3k

Originally posted by vminv

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It was happening again. The continuous melody of vibrations of your phone sang you to sleep every night. It was a constant stream of incoming messages and calls since the day he pulled out of your driveway. You had ignored every single one except for the one time when you both were drunk and screamed slurred syllables at each other until Mina ripped your phone from your palm and made you hang up.

Every time you left your apartment you held your breath, worried that his black car would be park outside your front door. But it never was. He had enough respect for you to know not to physically show up at your door. Probably worried that you would key up and down the sides of his precious piece of metal, not like you hadn’t thought about it before.

You swiped your phone into silent mode and do not disturb, hoping that for at least one night you would be able to fall asleep without hearing his voice ringing in your ears. Your breathing synced with your heartbeat as your eyelids falling heavy. “Please, not tonight.” you whispered as you gave into the sleep falling around you.

The curtains in your room were suddenly ripped open, blinding light came hurtling through the window as your eyes flew open. The sound of familiar hurried footsteps were pacing your floor, picking up everything you had been neglecting and placing them in their proper place.

“You’re disgusting, did you know that?” Mina huffed as she picked up a wet towel from the food floor and placed it into the hamper. “When was the last time you did laundry?”

You rolled over, covering your head with your pillows in an attempt to drown out your best friend. But Mina wasn’t having it. She ripped the blankets off your body and threw them on the ground, “Oh my god, Y/N. When was the last time you showered?” she dramatically plugged her nose to further emphasize her point.

“I really regret giving you an extra key.” you grumbled as you admitted defeated and sat up in bed.

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Title: Now or Never (Reader x Bucky Barnes) 

Summary: The reader is trapped on a sinking boat, with only Bucky to swoop in and save the day. Sometimes it takes a near death experience to profess your love for your best friend.

Word Count: 1433

A/N: *crying* I love Bucky Barnes so much. OK this is totally a cliche storyline but I think it’s really cute idk guys… I hope you enjoy! 

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anonymous asked:

so can u make a "wonho eating you out" too? 😂❤️

NSFW! Wonho eating you out.

  • Such a tease
  • Kissing your inner thighs
  • Licking the cum that has dripped down your legs
  • “Mhmm. So good kitten.”
  • He would hold down your legs. Never letting you move.
  • “Where do you want me?”
  • He would make you tell him what you want
  • He wants all the power. He needs you to be submissive.
  • After you told him you want him between your legs he would slowly lick your slit
  • His warm tongue touching your clit but then disappearing right when you moaned
  • “No No No. Kitten, we’ve talked about this. No noise.”
  • After telling you no noise, his tongue would be back on your clit
  • Slowly wrapping his lips around your bud, he started to suck
  • You hands went to his hair. Pulling him closer.
  • He left it because he knew how good this felt for you
  • Hoseok slowly enters one finger inside of you
  • You held your breath because you know what he’s looking for
  • Your g-spot
  • It’s that little huddle on nerves that make you unravel fast than a cat with yarn
  • “Oh god.” You moaned out loud
  • “Found it.” Hoseok smirked
  • You felt another finger at your entrance
  • “Good girl. Let me in. Let me feel you cum all over my fingers.”
  • You were close
  • He was moving his fingers faster and faster
  • “Come on baby. Cum for me.” Hoseok would coo while sucking on your clit
  • You wish he would stop sucking in your clit because it made you sensitive
  • You only needed him to stop because he’s being doing it non-stop
  • “Come on. Stay with daddy, I need you to cum for me.”
  • And just like that, you were cummjng undone faster than you could comprehend
  • “Good girl. Look at you, you squirted all over me.”
  • Hoseok would rub you thighs and lay his head on your knee, staring at you.
  • “Baby, you can’t be tired already. We still have 3 more rounds to go, this was a warm up.”


-A (This was shit. I apologize.)

anonymous asked:

More demon and lover prompts please?

For reference to newcomers or the curious, the others in this particular series are here. At least I think this is the particular set of demon and lover prompts that anon is referring to, I have a lot.

“The heart wants what it wants.”

“That’s not an excuse for blood sacrifice! Like, oh my god, can’t you just devour half a cheesecake like a normal person? Why do you always have to pull this shit?”

“I feel like you’re starting to warm towards me again. This is good. We have in jokes.”

“Hell would freeze over before I ever warmed up to you again.” 

The demon snapped their fingers. “I can arrange that, you know.”

Their lover gave them a look.

anonymous asked:

is isak one those people who claim there boyfriends steal the quilt yet in reality it's them and they still complain there coke even though they have a quilt underneath them, the quilt there suppose to share with there partner and then 2 quilts on top? or is this just me?....😂

OH ABSOLUTELY. 

Isak, the little shit, will wake up in the morning be all, “I fucking froze last night.” And Even will just give him the deadest look and be like, “You were cold? I didn’t have a blanket last night because you stole it. I had to use my hate of La la Land to fucking fuel my fire enough to keep me warm last night, Isak.” Then he’d roll over Isak and pull up the comforter which had fallen off Isak’s side of the bed in presentation.

And Isak would just glare at him and huff whatever. And then the next night Even would bring his own damn blanket from home, and yet, in the morning, he’d still wake up with frozen feet and his blanket tucked firmly under Isak’s arms. And he’d just groan because this is a fucking unwinnable battle with Isak. He’s going to have to learn to live without blankets, because God knows Isak doesn’t share them.

(It does, however, give Even an excuse to cuddle up super close to Isak in the night and when they wake up practically on top of each other, Even can shrug and be like “it was you or hypothermia, baby. And I’m too pretty to die.”

Quiet; Prologue

Fandom: WWE

Pairing: Baron Corbin/Female Reader

Rating: Holy shit M.

AN: Happy Thirst Party Saturday, everyone! Been working on this prologue for a little bit. Tagging our usual suspects, @tox-moxley, @oraclegazes, @hardcorewwetrash and @writergrrrl29. Enjoy!


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It All Comes Down To You (Part 2)

Bucky Barnes x reader / Avengers x reader Two Part Series - Part 1 Part 2

When the love of your life suddenly dies in your arms, you don’t think of having children anytime soon. But in your case, the universe (or rather your uterus) decided for you. [~2500 words]

warnings: language, mentiones of death, conflics (I’m not sure if that’s an actual warning but Iget triggered by that sometimes so)

A/N: thanks so much on the feedback on the first part. that really inspired me to write the next one pretty quickly. it’s not as long but I hope you still like it

Originally posted by allthisherostuff

Everyone says it about their child but James really was the cutest baby alive. Clint argued with you on that but he couldn’t stand a chance against your better judgment, even though his children were pretty cute, too.


Although he was adorable and you couldn’t stop staring at him, once it got to the sleeping part, you sort of wanted to strangle him. Not enough to kill him, of course, but enough to make him sleep for at least a minute.

It wasn’t actually that bad but your sleep-deprived brain had sort of unusual ideas.

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Art Student AU

You’re a life model and I’m an artist, but a really slow one, could you maybe stick around so I can finish this brief please?

More Risace; I warned you I’ve got a lot of AUs sitting pretty in my head

Fuck Gramps.

The old bastard insists they go on to study higher education, attempting to strong arm them into becoming marines. 

As a member of the Whitebeard ‘Gang’, Ace had absolutely no intention of going to ‘study at a higher level’, but he’s not really been given much choice. So that’s why he’s studying something Garp would never approve of.

Art.

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promises | john shelby

anon requested reader being super pregnant and john dealing with the kids

John took his time down the street, racing what was left of his cig to the door. He’d promised he wouldn’t smoke while you were pregnant but after the week he’d had he needed something on the way back. Being stuck in the van with the rest of the lads, none of who had promises to keep of their own, was torture. So he’d bummed one off Tommy with a strict warning that he wouldn’t tell his wife about the smoke unless he wanted his wife to know about the grave they’d had to dig.

The trip had been a clusterfuck to say the least, but it had ended well, and the business was sorted. The last bit of business before the baby was due. He was a free man now, for at least a couple of months, no big deals coming their way. Just day-to-day. Practically the 9-5 office job he’d planned on when you first got married. Almost.

“I promise you a boring life after this last job”. Broken.

“I promise you no more kids after this last one”. Broken.

“I promise I won’t smoke after this last one”. Broken.

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