and some of this music is so so embarrassing i know but it gets me pumped so yeah


by reddit user alackofcoasters

As a teacher, I get to see and hear a lot of horror stories, maybe not the kind that you are used to. Kids being abused by teachers or parents, students who get hooked on hard drugs and lose scholarships, even teenagers getting raped in the classroom. Bad things happen to good kids. It breaks my heart. All in all, it’s all pretty horrific, some of the things they warn you about in school when you’re getting your teaching credential.

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Pictures on the wall - Bucky x Reader - Oneshot

Heyo, my potatoes! ♥ I missed writing Bucky fanfictions. This fluffy happy feeling writing them is just lovely and a good distraction from everything else. I still got a lot of ideas to write and also requests to write which I try to write soon. Anyways, I hope you enjoy! ♥

Summary - With your polaroid camera you took many pictures already and hung them up your bedroom wall. Bucky coming to your room with a problem with his phone, seems to be quite interested in your pictures.

Words - 1,340

Warnings - FLUFF! *o*

Originally posted by seabasschino

“Hey, Y/N”, Bucky knocks on your door.

“Come in.”

You pause writing the report for Steve about the last mission and turn down the music a bit, so it’s still audible, but not to loud for a conversation. You look over to Bucky who comes into your room with his phone in his hand and a clueless face.

“What’s up, Buck?”

“I’ve got a problem with the phone again”, he admits, scratching the nap of his neck. You shake your head with a smile, put the laptop on your nightstand to move over to the edge of your bed.

“Come here”, you order Bucky, tapping the bed next to you for him to sit down.

“Why do you always come to me with these things actually?”, you ask, taking the phone and looking at it, trying to figure out the problem. “F.R.I.D.A.Y. can help you with these things, too.” “Yeah, I don’t know. I think you explain it easier”, Bucky laughs slightly embarrassed that he still has problems with today’s electronics.

“So what’s your problem?”

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Sleepless Nights, touken headcanon/mini-fic

Summary: It’s their first time sleeping together on the same bed and Kaneki can’t take his hands off Touka.

I totally hate this, it looked so much better inside my head, my inspiration sucks—i’m super tired right now& i can’t speak proper english today, but i really wanted to take this idea off my head AAAAND give this to @yorozuya-ken-chan as her birthday gift 😭 ♡ I LOVE YOU ANITA, this is so crappy, i’m so sorry -sobs- i promise i’ll write you something 2369726 better next time, WAIT FOR ME🙏 (the only good thing about this is the ending, huehue, jon&ygritte hints)

i wanted to make this a smut but i really feel like the words aren’t coming to my head today, so this is just… a bit lime? not even a lime 😂  shame on me.. anyway, take this more like a lazy headcanon instead of a well-written fic *sobs* i’ll bring good smut soon.. I promise, ANITA DESERVES BETTER ✨



“Y-Yes?” he stammers.

“If you want me to sleep with you in your room, just say it.”

He’s shaking.

“Oh, w-well…”

“Do you?”

He swallows.

“I-I mean, if you ever feel col—“

Touka sighs.

“Fine. I’ll sleep with you tonight then.”

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Assassin Preference: Dancing (with you)

A/N: I kinda assumed this was fairly-formal dancing, but I added in just casual dancing if it applied!


Altair isn’t the dancing sort of guy. Not when it’s a group of people. He likes to maintain his Assassin image and dancing was not something a ‘true’ Assassin did. Alone, he’ll sometimes hold your hand and slowly move the two of you back and forth across the room. Eventually he has more fun with it, and you swear you’ve never heard him chuckle so much in one hour. It’s a secret the two of you share. The kisses at the end are nice, too.


Oh, Ezio adores dancing! It doesn’t matter what the song is; something lively, something more refined, anything! It’s a chance to be close with you, and to show off his excellent footwork (or so he brags), what could possibly be the downside? He steals a few kisses at the end of each song, and asks you for another dance until your feet are too tired to continue. He especially loves dancing with you at parties; look at how lovely you are, and you’re there with him! Dancing with him! What could be better?


Connor would be hesitant because he’s not quite sure how to dance with you. A few encouraging words from you would help him get started, but you’d have to lead him through the steps. He pays close attention to your feet, trying to mimic your steps, but that means he’s constantly looking down and not at you. You can’t help but smile at his knitted brows and pursed lips, repeating the same step over and over with you until he’s got it. He doesn’t do anything halfway, that’s for sure.


Haytham knows how to dance, but he’ll only do it on his terms. Try to get him to dance when he doesn’t want to and he’ll just give you a nettled “Not now, I’m busy” (And yes, he will say this even when he isn’t doing anything productive). When he wants to, he’ll approach you politely and extend a hand, asking for a dance. He’s a great lead, and he knows it too. Just don’t get too big of an ego there, Kenway.


Aveline knows how to dance, and can dance well. She would love to dance with you- whether you’re experienced at it or not. She’ll teach you if you’re new, complement your skill if you’re not. Sometimes she’ll get dressed up and go out to a party to dance with you, but she likes spur-of-the-moment dancing too. What makes dancing with her so fun is that she isn’t good at just one style. From straight-laced ballroom dancing to loose and fun kind of dancing where the two of you just make up moves as you follow the rhythm of the song, she’s a practiced expert.


Edward’s not much of a dancer. He doesn’t want to be called Captain Tippy Toes for the rest of his life, and trust me, most of his pirate buddies wouldn’t hesitate to call him something like that. If he had to for, say, a mission where blending into high society was a crucial part and there was dancing, then sure. Maybe. He wouldn’t be happy about it and he’d still try to convince you not to dance with him. He’d say he was a bad dancer, two left feet and all that, or maybe he ate too much of that fancy turtle soup (which he also complained about because who ate turtles for fun?), but you know he’s just giving you excuse after excuse. If by some stroke of luck he’s dancing with you, he’s not half bad. Definitely not the oaf he claimed to be. He lacks the formal training of the upper class, but he didn’t make a fool of himself. It surprised him just as much as it surprised you.


He can dance. Of course he can dance. He’ll dance with you if he gets the chance, but he doesn’t get as many chances as he’d like. Sometimes, on a slow evening, he’ll take your hand and sway with you to no particular music. One (or both) of you start to hum along, making your own songs as you go. It’s one of the things he loves doing no matter how he’s feeling. There’s something so normal about it. So slow, so gentle. Even if it’s a spirited dance- he’s used to getting shot at and having to always look over his shoulder, dancing definitely doesn’t get his adrenaline pumping (which, quite frankly, is nice. Too much adrenaline and coffee is not a good mix).  


She doesn’t dance. That’s what she told you. You found that hard to believe- she had to at least know how to dance, right? With her grace, it wasn’t a far-fetched assumption to make. Well, you were right- she can dance. But you really didn’t want to ask for a dance after seeing her “waltz” with Starrick. Yeah… you wouldn’t press the matter any further even if you weren’t in danger of her leading with her right foot. You’re just content to know that one day, when she finally wants to dance, she knows how (and can teach you if you do not).


Jacob? Dancing? He’s one of the leaders of London’s largest crime syndicate! Do you think he won the boroughs over by dancing?! (Well, now that you mention it…) He’s a gang boss, not some… some… poncy stuffed politician! Do you want him to wear one of those infernal suits again? Don’t answer- I already know your answer. What do you mean you’ve seen him practicing to impress you? That never happened. Never! You have no proof! And you say he’s actually quite good when he thinks no one is watching? What? Ridiculous!


Desmond is good at dancing next to you. Not so good at the whole ‘with you’ part. Who ballroom dances anymore? Not Desmond, that’s for sure. Not that he’s against trying- he just never learned how to do it properly. He’s also not the best dancer even in a situation where he knows what he’s doing, but it’s endearing. Why does he move his hips so much? What’s that goofy smile always on his face? He will always look at you while dancing, to watch your face go a little red and that one half-embarrassed, half-adoring smile spread across your face. It’s one of the best parts about dancing, in his opinion.

Anonymous said: Hi i hope you feel better soon! Also, I was wondering if you do a group fic? Like maybe some of the 13rw characters playing together? the jocks, tony, clay, hannah, jeff, jessica, alex and reader playing truth or dare or spin the bottle and just pure shenanigans. It’s completely up to you. :)

Originally posted by hyruliano


“What the hell was Hannah thinking?” You mumble, clinging onto Tony’s arm tighter as the both of you walk up the sidewalk of Jessica Davis’ home. “I can’t walk in heels!”

“A.) They’re chunky heels, so I have no idea why you’re acting like a newborn giraffe and B.) I told you to change into the sneakers I had in my car.”

“Eat me, Padilla.”

Tony laughs out loud, stopping before the front door and looking at you in amusement. “Barking up the wrong tree here, Y/L/N.”

Glad to not have to concentrate on walking, you grin at Tony and set your chin on his shoulder. “Which is why I absolutely adore telling you these things,” you coo. “You know I only say them all in good fun.”

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A continuation of Chapter 199 of The Girls We Wanna Kiss by @queercapwriting ​, in which Alex and Maggie discuss race and privilege. Adrian is their creation, but Maggie’s brother Eddy is referenced in my backstory fic Joyride. Tw for mentions of police brutality, racism, homophobia.

(Some more Maggie backstory for you @murdershegoat @sanvndsupercorp​  @all-the-gay-feels@blogquantumreality @agentalex @blakebat  @mcggiesawyr)

The only good thing about that night at the gay bar was that Maggie miraculously hadn’t run into a single ex - because even National City only feels huge until you start fucking people here.

No - the club had well and truly been full of strangers, and Maggie had felt their eyes on her just as sharply as the burn of overpriced vodka at the back of her throat, as thickly as the tacky pop music she couldn’t shake off. Because almost everyone in there was male, and absolutely everyone was white, and before she realised it she was drifting closer to James than Alex, shadowing him when he went to get drinks and she couldn’t fake the enthusiasm of her dancing any longer. Thankfully it was him who commented on the specificity of the crowd, what lengthy list of hip hop music they’d both rather be listening to, and it was these conversations away from Alex that had gotten her through the night. She hadn’t wanted her girlfriend – still in her shiny new world – to sense her discomfort, to pick up on the sideways looks she and James got hugging the wall together. But James had to mention it, and Maggie’s face had flushed as Alex rambled an apology, saying she didn’t realise, she didn’t know, but Maggie had been too exhausted to explain that that was part of the problem.

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Originally posted by smilehyuga

There’s this tweet that went viral that says:“Me faithfully texting my girl while I’m at a function telling her some bitch touched me come beat her ass”. Can you write about Carl at a party where a girl is really into his “white boy carl” phase and tries getting with him knowing damn well that he has a gf. So he calls his gf and starts snitching on the girl touching on him partly because he’s faithful and in love but also because he likes to see his gf jealous and possessive

^^^ thought i’d take a stab at my own prompt that i’ve been sending around.

Carl Gallagher x reader

still pretty new to writing so i hope this isn’t too bad.

i love requests, so send ‘em if you have ‘em

Carl Gallagher sat on the last few steps of the stair case tying his sneakers while he watched his girl chase Liam around the living room, Franny under her arm, attempting to get him into his pjs. “He’s not gonna sit still. I bought him a family pack of Reese’s so he’s pretty wired,” Carl announced as he stood up and made his way over to the trio. Y/N flashed him a glare and handed him Franny before grabbing Liam’s waist and throwing him hard onto the couch, laughing as he squealed when he bounced up high and landed on the cushion once again, having no time to recover before she was hovering over him pulling his fire truck pjs onto his body quickly before he could run away again. “You sure you don’t wanna come? The party’s supposed to be dope as fuck,” Carl asked looking down at Y/N as she reached out and took Franny from him, placing her on the swing chair that she had brought from work. In fact they had a lot of new things for Franny since she had gotten a job at the baby store down the street. He didn’t have to tell her how appreciative his family was for her help.

Y/N rolled her eyes and bent over to the DVD player, popping in a random animated movie before standing up and looking at her boyfriend who’s eyes where slowly scanning her body, taking in the little shorts and his sleeveless sweater that showed of her sides and the straps of his favorite bra. She laughed as she took a few steps forward, right into Carl’s arms, resting her chin on his chest so that her head was tilted back to look up at him, “I know, but I promised Fi that I’d babysit. And Debbie needs to get out of the house and away from Franny for a little bit. Just don’t have too much fun without me.” He rolled his eyes as his hands that once rested on her back, slipped lower and lower until they were lightly massaging her ass and dipped his head lower so that he could press a few sloppy kisses against the sensitive skin on her neck.. She quickly slapped his hands away and turned to make sure that Liam was still preoccupied with the movie. “I won’t have any fun without you.” Y/N turned back to him and before she could respond he was placing a gentle kiss on her lips, slipping his hand into her hair and tugging slightly in that way he knew she loved. “Stop,” she laughed as she tried to shove him away. “Do you really want me to stop?” He asked almost in a whisper as he ran his hand through his newly unbraided hair, his eyes scanning her face, his lips dangerously close to hers in a way that made her knees weak. Quickly she pulled away from him, before she gave in and dragged him up stares to his bedroom, and walked backwards towards Liam. “Yes I do because Liam and I are very busy having movie night, right Liam?” “Right, movie night!” Liam cheered hopping onto her lap when she sat down next to him, snuggling into her when she hugged him close. Honestly the sight of his girl cuddling his baby brother made him want to change out of his own clothes and settle down next to them for the night, but before he could do so Debbie was racing down the stairs and into the living room. “Okay let’s get the fuck out of here, I need some shots,” Debbie announced before leaning over the baby swing to coo at her baby, kissing her goodbye. Carl nodded and bent over to rest his palm on Liam’s head, pulling his head closer to lightly peck his forehead and then leaned in forward to place another kiss on Y/N’s lips. “Call me if you need me,” he told her with a smile before he and Debbie made their way out the door and a few blocks over to a house party. Meanwhile Y/N and Liam dug into their junk food and laughed together at their movie.

Carl sat on the couch in the living room, perfectly centered with a good view of the kitchen where he could keep an eye on his sister making drinks like she was a fucking bar tender. They had agreed that they’d stay for another hour, but he knew that Debbie was getting antsy about being away from her baby, so much so that she wasn’t as drunk as she could have been. He was about to stand and grab her so that they could head home when a familiar girl sat down dangerously close to him, her bare knee knocking against his. He recognized Adrianna Perez from his algebra class. Let’s be real here, how could he forget the brunette who sat in front of him, giving him the perfect seat when she had gotten her ass beat by his girlfriend.

Carl raised his blunt to his lips as he stared blankly down at his lap where her hand was boldly making its way onto his thigh. “Can I help you with something?” he asked lazily, hoping she knew exactly what she was getting herself into. “I didn’t see your girlfriend around,” she smirked getting straight to the point while pushing her hair behind her ear, and leaning in close so that he could hear her over the loud music. “What’s your point?” he asked glancing back at Debbie in the kitchen, kind of hoping that she’d drunkenly sway over to him and remove him from the situation. “Well,” she started, moving her hand onto his chest and leaning close to his ear, this bitch was practically on top of him now, “I was thinking that maybe you and me could go upstairs.” “Didn’t my girl beat your ass a few months ago? Didn’t she like, drag you into the hallway by your hair? Your extensions were all over the floor for days” Carl laughed, making her turn away in embarrassment and giving him the chance to grab his phone from his pocket just as she turned back to him. “Yeah well like I said, your girl’s not here. And if she was,” she got extremely brave and threw her leg over his lap, straddling him as he took another hit of his blunt, completely unfazed, “she wouldn’t fuck with me anyway.” Carl raised an eyebrow and pressed the back of his hand against Adrianna’s forehead to check if she had a fever that was making her delusional, “Are you feeling okay? Are we talking about the same girl?” “You’re punkass girlfriend Y/n right?” “Yeah my punkass girlfriend who’d pop off on sight if she saw you touchin’ on me like that,” he replied pushing her off of him and onto the couch. “She wouldn’t do shit.” “You think so?” “Fuck, I know so.” “Okay,” Carl responded with a smirk, unlocking his phone and going to his contacts, tapping Y/N’s name, “Bet.” Honestly he couldn’t help but laugh; sure he knew that he shouldn’t have let this girl get so comfortable on him, but it wasn’t like she was getting anywhere with him; not while he had Y/N back home.

Liam giggled loudly at the movie, making Y/N grin as she poured herself a glass of soda in the kitchen. Franny was fast asleep in her playpen, Liam was finally starting to calm down from his intense sugar rush, and Y/N was starting plan out how she was going to get the little boy to bed soon. As she walked into the living room she saw her phone buzzing on the coffee table, a picture of Carl filling up the screen, so she placed her glass onto the table and placed the phone to her ear as she played with Liam’s hair, making him a little sleepier. “Hey baby, how’s the party?” she asked, before pulling the little boy’s body closer to her so that she could drape a fuzzy blanket over them. “It was good. But Adrianna showed up,” Carl answered; she could barely hear him over the pumping music in the background. “Who the fuck is that?” “That girl you fought in my algebra class.” Y/N nodded in realization and took a sip of her soda, before placing the cup down again, “Her face still fucked up?” She bit her lip to hold back a smile when she heard him laugh. “Baby, she’s tryna smash” Carl announced (he honestly couldn’t keep the smirk from his face as he heard his girl go silent, and the sight of his smirk made Adrianna a bit nervous. Clearly she hadn’t expected this when she was talking big game.) “Trying to smash who,” Y/n asked slowly. She must have been throwing herself at one of his friends, because she couldn’t be stupid enough to touch Carl. “She said she saw that you weren’t here and wants me to take her upstairs and tear her ass up. She said you’re lucky you’re not here cuz she would’ve beat your ass” (Carl almost laughed out loud when he saw Adrianna get extremely pale at his exaggeration) Y/N’s grip tightened on her phone, and her hand stopped playing with Liam’s curls. She quickly hung up and placed the phone face down on the table, taking a deep breath to get a hold of herself.

She had fought many girls in her short life, but no one was as persistent as this bitch. She tried to calm herself down and tapped her foot restlessly for a few moments before standing and kneeling in front of the little boy she was babysitting. “Hey Liam, I know we’re getting sleepy but I was wondering if you, me, and Franny could go somewhere really quick before bedtime,” Y/N asked him, and he instantly nodded, hopping off the couch and heading for his slippers as Y/N slipped on her own before pulling on the baby carrier and tucking a now wide awake Franny inside, making a few silly faces at the chubby redhead to make her smile. She then made her way to the space under the stairs where she found Liam’s sweater and backpack, and tossed it to him, and some baby headphones that she placed in the baby carrier’s pocket. She then helped Liam into his sweater and helped him slip on the monkey backpack that had a long leash tied to the end of it. He’d run off on her too many times for her to trust that he’d walk calmly beside her. Y/N then grabbed her phone and tucked it into the pocket of her shorts before walking the little ones out the door and onto the street.

After Y/N had hung up, Carl had made his rounds around the party again, the annoying girl, whose name he had forgotten after another blunt, following close behind him like a possessive girlfriend. He had been listening to one of his friends tell a funny story about a deal gone wrong when he heard a few girls squealing near the doorway, and turned his attention to them, biting back a laugh when he caught sight of the commotion. There in the entrance of this raging house party was his girl, still in her pjs, baby Franny in the carrier on her chest big headphones covering her ears, and Liam beside her holding her hand and looking around at the drunks teens that packed the house.

“Which one of you is the least drunk,” he heard her ask a group, as the music started to lower as confusion set in at the sight of the kids. A blonde girl raised her hand and announced that she was the DD, and Y/N pulled the chubby baby and carrier off and placed her in the girls arms, laughing slightly as the wasted girls surrounding the blond leaning  in close to giggle about the cute baby, and then she squatted down to Liams height, looking into his eyes. “Liam, remember what I taught you about fighting?” she asked, smiling proudly when he nodded and repeated her words, “Fighting is bad. Use your words.” “That’s right. What else.” “If someone hits me, hit them back or tell you and you’ll hit them.” “And?” “If I see you fight close my eyes tight.” “Why?” “Because I can’t snitch on what I can’t see,” Liam repeated her words as easily as he would repeat the alphabet or his numbers. In this moment Carl remembered why, aside from helping around the house, his girl got along so well with his family.

Y/N praised Liam and stood up tall, giving Carl a chance to take in how good her legs looked in those little shorts. She then turned around and scanned the room, her gaze landing on Carl who glanced to his right at the girl latched onto his arm, still desperate for his attention. When Y/N approached the duo, Carl couldn’t help but compare the two girls in front of him. Adrianna had clearly put on her best outfit and makeup, and yet here was his girl in her pajamas complete with slippers on her feet still looking gorgeous as fuck and completely outshining the girl. Y/n made her way over to the taller boy, feeling butterflies in her stomach when she watched him tear his arm from the girls grip and placed his hands on her own hips instead, pulling her body against his and placing a sloppy kiss on her lips, leaning back to rest his back against the walk he had been leaning on previously. When she pulled away, Y/N reached up and ran her thumb along Carl’s bottom lip cleaning up a bit of left over saliva, before turning to Adrianna. “Is your name Adrianna?” she asked boredly, not giving way the fact that she knew exactly who this bitch was. Adrianna looked offended that she wasn’t recognized and stood tall, attempting to look a bit more confident in herself, “Ask your man, I had him moaning it over and over just a few minutes ago.” Carl bit his lip as he watched the scene unfold. He was in love with this girl who tried her best to keep him out of trouble and who took care of Liam like he was her own brother and who helped make dinner when Fiona was running late, but it wasn’t a secret that as sweet as his girlfriend was, she was possessive. She blamed it on living in group homes and having to hide her shit all the time and on shitty friends who thought they had a right to her previous boyfriends. Carl hated that she had struggled in the past but shit, he fucking loved it when she got possessive. “Baby, you know I’m not moaning any girl’s name but yours,” he hummed in her ear, nibbling on it slightly as he squeezed her ass in reassurance. “I know baby I think she’s confusing her dreams with reality.” “No bitch, the reality is that your boyfriend deserves better than some ugly ass slut who’s mommy and daddy put her in foster care because they didn’t want to raise a ho,” Adrianna yelled. Y/N paused and her gaze on the girl hardened at the mention of the rumor that had spread around about her home life.  “Liam!” Y/n called out, never looking away from the girl, whereas Carl turned to his little brother who slapped his little hands over his eyes quickly, making him wonder just how often this kind of thing happened. (side note it happened often at the park where Y/N often found herself shoving kids off of slides for even looking at Liam the wrong way)

Y/N stepped out of Carl’s grasp and strutted closer to Adrianna, “Right and you’re better for him. A trick ass bitch who thought she could let half the guys in town give it to her up the ass and still be considered a virgin.” The now forming crowd laughed at the information that had been exposed. “Your boyfriend fucked me before the party,” Adrianna announced attempting to get under Y/n’s skin when she realized that Y/N knew more about her than she thought. “How? He was too busy fucking me.” “He kissed me right before you got here.” “Yeah? How’s my pussy taste?” Carl almost choked as her words as he watched Adrianna turn red in anger and reach out to push Y/N who effortlessly grabbed the other girl’s hair and held on tightly to it as she used it to hold her head in place while she threw punches at it, ignoring the cheering crowd. The difference between the girls style was that while Adrianna was pulling hair and scratching skin, Y/N was busy slamming her fist against the girl until they had fallen onto the floor rolling around in an attempt to get the upper hand. But suddenly Adrianna’s back was against the floor, Y/N straddling her as she hit her one last time before she was grabbed from behind and pulled off of the squirming girl who still felt the need to talk shit as if she hadn’t just gotten her ass kicked. “My punk ass girlfriend wouldn’t touch you right?” Carl asked as he dragged his girl away from the crowd and to the kids where Debbie was now watching them. “If I wasn’t so happy to see my baby, I’d kill you,” she announced as Y/N squatted down in from of Liam again. “Ready to go home buddy?” she asked as she poked the back of his hand, his palms still covering his eyes tightly. Liam nodded and pulled his hand from his face, reaching out to hold hers, letting her lead them all back home, laughing about the unexpected ending of their party.

When they had all reentered the Gallagher home, Debbie and Y/N pulled Liam and Franny upstairs to tuck them into bed before Debbie hopped into the shower and Y/N returned to the living room where Carl sat on the couch, watching his girlfriend pick up the mess she’d left from movie night. “What?” she asked as she walked into the kitchen to place some cups in the sink, turning around just as Carl trapped her against the counter. “You just popped off on a girl who tried to fuck me and then came home to clean my house and tuck my baby brother into bed. You’re the definition of  wifey material,” he mumbled before he began kissing her jaw, pulling her hair lightly to make her tilt her head enough for him to litter he neck with kisses as well. “Maybe you should stop letting sluts touch on you.” “And miss that? Yeah okay,” he replied, dragging his hands down her back and down to her thighs before lifting them up, dropping her onto the counter and stepping in between her legs, his hand massaging her bare inner thighs. “I think you should apologize for making me jealous,” Y/n said with a smirk as she leaned back and rested her palms on the counter, watching as he pushed his sweatshirt, that she was wearing, up and pulling her shorts down, exposing more and more of her skin. “Shit I can think of a few ways to say I’m sorry,” he replied before he tugged her shorts off completely and got to work between her legs.

The Book Worm and the Beast- Isaac Lahey

Originally posted by silly-australian-little-men

Originally posted by thetimelordsofbaskerville

Request// Would you mind doing an imagine with Isaac or Liam (from Teen Wolf) and them having a crush on the book nerd and such. Like the girl is obsessed with books and fandoms like we are. - @omaha-wolf

*So pumped for another request! This is a super busy week, but writing definitely helps the stress. xoxox*

“You know if Y/N ever lifts her head from that book, she’s gonna think you’re a total creep.” Isaac fell from his ignorant bliss of staring at you from across the library and glared at the less appealing Stiles.

“Remind me again, why I’m here with you,” Isaac grumbled out.

“Dude!” Stiles retorted louder than expected. The shout gained attention from most visitors and a shush from the librarian. You glanced over quickly before going back to you reading. After regaining his calm, Stiles continued. “You’re supposed to be here helping me with Chemistry. Not drooling over some hot girl.”

“She really is gorgeous, isn’t she?” Stiles sighed out in frustration as Isaac fell in his daydream of being with you, but in all honesty, he couldn’t say for sure if you even knew he existed. He had liked you since the 7th grade, and even then, you always were reading. The two of you had English together once or twice since then and whenever you opened your mouth to speak, it was like pure poetry to his ears.

The problem was that Isaac had never been brave enough to talk to you, much less ask you out. Even after being turned and evolving into almost a completely different guy, that scared quiet part of him had yet to fade when it came to you.

“Look Isaac, I don’t get why you don’t just go up to her,” Stiles stated. “I mean you’re good at lacrosse, you’re tall… I guess you’re not terribly bad looking.”

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A-Z headcanon - Ota Kisaki

A - Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Very loving. He’ll pull you close and snuggle until you fall asleep. He loves to bask in the romantic atmosphere after you two make a deep connection like that.

B - Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Favorite body part on himself: his hands. He uses them to create art and to give you pleasure, lol.
Favorite part on you: your neck. Really for no other reason than he enjoys kissing it, lol.

C - Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

He likes to come inside you, but if you happen to be giving him a blowjob, then he finds it really hot when you swallow it (although he won’t force you to).

D - Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’s always wanted to draw you, naked or clothed. But preferably naked. It’s a fantasy that’s been swirling in his mind for quite some time now, lol.

E - Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Semi-experienced. He’s had sex once or twice before meeting you. Also, somehow he’s just naturally great at pleasing a woman, so he’s pretty great at lovemaking.

F - Favourite Position (This goes without saying.)

His favorite position would be you on top, riding him. The typical missionary position isn’t bad, but when you climb up and straddle him, which is a little more rare, it’s exciting for him and he loves it.

G - Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Teasing is the better word to use. Although he can do things such as lightly kiss or lick your neck or collarbone, things that would cause you to giggle, but not much more than that. Goofy, funny, silly, etc., to him just aren’t words that should be involved with sex.

H - Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

His pubic hair is light brown or dirty blonde. He does trim pretty often, but if he forgets or just isn’t feeling up to it, then letting it grow a little doesn’t bother him.

I - Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 

It depends on the circumstances. If he goes into it teasing you and the mood is light-hearted, then he’s more playful. But if the theme of the night more about connecting with each other (this happens most when your relationship is going through a challenging time), then he's more serious and passionate and tries his hardest to make sure this time is romantic and unforgettable.

J - Jack Off (Masturbation)

He did this only before he met you. If he was in the studio, maybe pulling an all-nighter, and there was no model with him, then he would simply unzip his jeans and relieve himself. He doesn’t do it anymore since he met you.

K - Kink (One or more of their kinks)

This should be obvious, lol - a pet and master kink. It really turns him on when you call him ‘master’. He loves being the dominant one and having you obey him completely. Collars, tying you to the bed, giving you commands (“speak”, “sit”, “stay”, etc.), he enjoys it all.

L - Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He doesn’t really have a favorite. But he does like to do it in the living room on the couch. It’s nice to get out of the normal area, and he finds kinda sexy, it’s like a 'I just want you so bad I can’t make it to the bedroom, fuck me right here’ kinda thing. And yeah, he enjoys it, lol.

M - Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

When you wear his shirt/jacket, when you embrace your ‘Koro-ness’ and call him master or something, handcuffs, alcohol (he gets kinda horny when he drinks a lot).

N - NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Choking, gags of any kind, anything violent.

O - Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves going down on you. And he really enjoys when you go down on him. He knows how to make you scream with pleasure, which is always music to his ears.

P - Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Unless it’s one of those more passionate nights, where he’ll go slower and be more intimate, the usual pace is rather quick and uncontrolled.

Q - Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He definitely likes quickies and has had them with you several times. Hey, if the guy’s turned on, the guy’s turned on, lol. It just happens every now and then when something gets him excited. He does prefer proper sex, but if that’s not an option at the time, then a quick session will do.

R - Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Ota is such a risk-taker. He loves the thrill of knowing you could be found out at any moment. He’ll pull you around a corner of the penthouse lounge to make out, when the other bidders are within earshot. He’ll snatch you up at work and start undressing you in a linen closet. He’ll get it on with you anytime and practically anywhere. The way it gets both your hearts pumping is something he really enjoys.

S - Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He’s got a lot of energy. He can literally go all night. And he will do so willingly. Even when he gets tired, he’ll still power through until you both get off. Or if it becomes a little too much, he’ll just have you get on top for a round or two. Point is, he can go for multiple rounds, after a couple he’ll get tired, but his longing for you is so strong that he just pushes through it.

T - Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He has this one toy. A 'panty teaser’. It’s two pieces, one is a vibrator that goes in your panties, and the other is the controller with the button to turn it on/off. It’s something he really wants to try. To take you out, maybe to dinner or something, and randomly turn it on and make you a flustered mess in public. That naughty, teasing devil, lol.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

The 'Angelic Artist’ just might be the king of teasing. It’s rare that you two make love without him slipping a phrase in there somewhere. Your red face, your sensitive spots, nothing is off-limits.

V - Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He can actually get kinda loud. Most times, he’ll moan your name, but if it’s really intense or pleasurable, he’ll make grunting noises. One right after the other. It’s a little embarrassing for him, but he knows you don’t mind.

W - Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He’s always wanted to try taking you from behind. Doggy style. Is any explanation necessary? Lol.

X - X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

About 6 to 6 ½ inches. A little above average. Not quite as big as Eisuke or Soryu.

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Very high. If you would let him, he’d make love to you almost every single day. He’s just one of those guys who makes sex a top priority in the relationship. He loves having sex and loves marking you as his. Physically and emotionally, Ota enjoys every aspect of love making and it’s important to him that you two have that special time pretty often.

Z - ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He does tend to fall asleep pretty quickly afterwards. But before passing out, he always makes it a point to cuddle with you and maybe say some sweet/teasing words.


This is my first fanfic you guys! This is oneshot and I will be working on fanfics with the other members of BTS. I hope you enjoy this, you are welcome to talk to me in asks or whatever… Thanks to @fightme-bangtan for reading through this a million times and helping me create the story. ILYSM!<3 

Jungkook x reader

Genre: slight smut? With a plot? [lime]

Warnings: lil’ swearing, tiny bit of sexual content

Rated: M but only like, a little…

Originally posted by kths

The music pumped through the big speakers and vibrated through the dance studio. You followed the steps you choreographed for the rookie girl group 2x2’s first full album. This was the first group Bighit had created since BTS, and you were hired as their choreographer. Usually you wouldn’t be into girlgroup dances, and would prefer boygroup dances, but 2x2 were actually pretty cool and weren’t into too girly things either, so things worked just fine. The slow beat of the song were calling for something very sexy compared to the other songs, so you were pretty much at a loss. You had been in the studio for what seemed like hours - you jumped out of the bed this morning and ran to the studio as fast as possible. Choreographers have deadlines too. Your head was starting to hurt from listening to the same song over and over again, so you decided to play some slow Rn’B to see if you could gain any inspiration. Lil Wayne’s Curtains started playing, and you closed your eyes feeling the music. Your hips started moving after some time, and you let your hands roam over your body before squatting down doing body rolls with slight twerking. You fell onto your knees and started grinding on the floor pushing yourself backwards. You felt your muscles straining in your arms, but you kept going before doing a knee glide and straightening your leg in the air, putting it down while pushing your chest up while running your hands through your hair. You stopped dancing and just gave up, lying there flat on the floor. The song came to a halt, but you were too lazy to go do anything when Pink Room started playing.

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It's Just a Little Crush

Fandom: Star Wars (Modern AU)

Pairing: Singer!Poe Dameron x Actress!Reader

Summary: Despite being a celebrity yourself, you had a celebrity crush on world famous singer, Poe Dameron. Many of your followers on your social media knew this…including tv show host, James Corden. With his help, you end up facing your celebrity crush.

You were a big upcoming actress. Sure, you were known for playing memorable side characters. However, about a year ago, you landed a role that changed your life. In the movie adaption of young adult novel “Fangirl” by Rainbow Rowell, you landed the role of both Cather and Wren. It was amazing because 1) You loved the book to death and 2) This was your big break! So now you’re here on The Late Late Show with James Corden.

“So there’s this young adult novel called Fangirl and it’s written by Rainbow Rowell.” A few cheers are heard from the audience, “Yes! So now there’s a film coming out! So let’s give it up for the star of the movie Y/N L/N!!” The audience erupts in cheers and screams as you walk onto the stage. You hug James and sit down, “Hello, Y/N and welcome to the show!”

You smile and bounce in your seat, “Oh my gosh! Hi! I’m so nervous and happy to be here!”

“You’re nervous? Why?!” James asked.

“Well, you’re one of my favorite tv hosts. I absolutely love carpool karaoke.”

James scoffed, “Girl, please! Flattery will get you..everywhere.” You laugh. “So, Y/N did you read the book before even auditioning?”

Your eyes widened in excitement, “Yes! I did, actually and I love it! And, of course, I read it again when I got the role to help me get into character.”

“Because you’re not playing just one person. You’re playing two?”

You nod in confirmation, “Yup! I’m playing the twins Cather and Wren!”

“So, this movie is all about fangirls. Are you part of any fandoms or do you consider yourself a fangirl?”

“Yes, actually! I do! I’m in the Disney fandom, DC fandom, and Harry Potter fandom.” Cheers come from the audience and you cheer with them, “Yeah! Fandoms!” You giggle at the end.

“So do you fangirl over any celebrities?”

“Oh definitely! Yeah! Like Beyonce, Orlando Bloom, Henry Cavill.”

“Yep! Me too! Fanboy and proud!” He sticks his hand up and you high five with both of you giggling, “So, I have to ask: are you a big fangirl of the singer Poe Dameron?”

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The Plan -WillNE

Anonymous said to simplysdmn:Ok could I please request a Stephen or will imagine (you pick!!) where they meet you after the sidemen match and you’re also a big youtuber and they like you or whatever but are kinda shy about it idk something like that please and thank you!!

A/N:I really liked this idea and I hope you liked the way it turned out, I chose Will because I’m more familiar with him but I kinda included Stephen too :), anyways enough rambling! Enjoy! 

Once the match had ended, all the players were evacuated off the pitch and all the people that invaded the pitch were safely evacuated also, we were told that all people with VIP holders were allowed back into hall were we could celebrate with the players. I came with Stephen to support his friend Will but I was also supporting a lot of the other players that I knew from Youtuber events.

I, myself was a Youtuber with 2 million subscribers making skits just like my mate Stephen. I think that’s why we were best friends, we were compatible on so many things but we always made the decision that we could never date as it would ruin the friendship we had.

Although he was always certain that he could match me up with his friend Will. I was the sister that he always mentioned. It got quite annoying at times but I didn’t mind when I knew he was talking to Will. He’d always mention me on the phone which I wouldn’t mind but I always thought what it would be like if I met him in person.

Well today was the actual day I’d meet him person and to tell the truth I wasn’t 

excited as I was supposed to be causing Stephen to question why I was acting strange. “Y/N, are you alright? You’re not as excited as you were earlier.”

“Yeah, well yesterday I wasn’t as excited as I was yesterday because, quite frankly, I’m shy. And you know that!” He laughed as we took the elevator up to the hall.

“You’d want to cut out the shyness because you’re about to meet him.” I sharply started touching up my makeup, making him break into more laughter.

The elevator stopped and I was already engulfed by the smell of sweat and strong cologne.

“Y/N!” I looked up and saw the bright smile of Calfreezy.

“Oh my God, Callum, you’re suffocating me and I literally slept on couch last night, the fuck is wrong with you?” I laughed at him once he loosened his grip on me.

“See, there’s something called adrenaline and really that’s fucking pumping around my body.”

“I forgot, I apologise,” I rolled my eyes while giggling a bit. “Anyways, congratulations! I’m very proud of you and your shitty knee.” We laughed and talked a bit more before I was pulled away by Stephen.

“Sorry Cal but you know my plan, well I’m about to go through with it.” I rolled my eyes and said my goodbye. On the way to wherever he was dragging me, I greeted some people that I recognised but finally we had reached Stephen’s beloved destination.

“Jesus Christ Steve, if you dragged me here for no reason and make me run out of breathe I’m going to kill you.” I threw him daggers until he nodded forward. I looked up and saw Will. I looked back over at Stephen making sure to send death threats through my eyes.

“Uh, hi! My name’s Will and you must be Y/N Y/L/N?” He chuckled softly and my surprised face.

“Yeah, that’s me! Nice to meet you.” I said quietly.

“Y/N, here is a Youtuber herself.” Stephen butted in trying to get the conversation flowing.

“And so I’ve heard, you never shut up about her Stephen.” Will laughed.

“Yeah, it gets quite annoying doesn’t it?” I laughed along.

“Sometimes but now I’ve realised he actually has quite some point to bring you up.” I looked away and laughed softly, embarrassment written all over my face.

“Oh God, I suppose you’ve watched my videos too?”

“I have actually and they’re pretty decent. I really like them, they’re better than Stephen’s.” We both laughed while Stephen scoffed.

“You guys are dicks, but do you want drinks?” Stephen asked.

“Yeah, coke is fine for me.” I replied

“I’ll go with a Corona.” Will replied.

Will talked for a little more until it was time we had to go onto separate buses to get to the after party.

Once we got on the bus, Stephen bombarded me with questions. It was quite funny when he got excited but I responded to every question he had.

“So the plan is that you talk to him for the rest of night play hard to get but give him his number before you leave.” 

“Stephen, you do realise you can give him my number?” I shook my head and chuckled.

“I could do that but it’ll better that way!” He kept trying to get his idea across until I confided.

“Fine, on one condition. You don’t bother me unless I ask for you. Deal?” I stuck out my hand and he reluctantly put his hand out.

“Ok I have a condition too, you go through with this plan, I’ll give you £500.” I smiled broadly and shook his hand.

“You’re annoying.”

“You’re worse.” We laughed. We talked a bit more until we reached the destination.

He walked me towards a group of the guys that were laughing and there he was standing there with all his glory. All it took was one look and a smile in my direction to make me turn around and run away. Sometimes my shyness overpowered me and right now that’s exactly what was happening. 

“Remember! £500 is on the table!” Stephen sang in my ear, I muttered a few profanities making him shoot me a smile. 

“I fucking hate you,” I mouthed at him while walking to Will.

“Hey you.” I poked his side.

“Hello! How was your bus ride?” He pulled me in for a hug.

“Not bad except for the fact that Stephen is a nuisance.” He agreed and laughed with me.

“Let’s go inside? Go get a drink?” I nodded. We walked in together, the pounding of the speaker already vibrating through my body. We reached the bar and we both sat down on a stool.

“What are you going to have?”

“I’ll have a gin & tonic.”

“I’ll have the same.” We had a small race on who was going to pay first and he won but it was all laughs later.

“I mean I’m not going to be able to living off of sponsorships forever so Youtube need to get their shit together.” I said

“Yeah, I completely agree but you’ve also got to see it from the advertisers perspective, like I understand why they don’t want their ads on certain things.” I nodded in agreement. A couple of drinks later the shyness had worn away and I was finally little more open to talking to him.

“Oh my God! I love this song!” False Alarm by Matoma started playing in the background and I started nodding my head to it without knowing.

“Ah, no way! Same!” I smiled and started singing along.

“Dance with me.” He said.

“Oh no, Will. I can’t dance for shit! I told you!”

“Oh come on, you won’t give me your number and you won’t dance with me. So unfair Y/N! So unfair!” I sighed playfully.

“Ok fine! Just this once!” His grin took up half his face and then stuck out his hand, I took and let him walk me to the dance floor.

I tapped my foot along to the song and sand along. 

“Come on! You’ve got to have something in you!”

“I dont know, maybe!” I moved my hips to the music and let loose. Not too soon the song was over. 

“Y/N! You’re a liar!”

“What? I wasn’t going to be stuck up! And I’m not that good.”

“Well, in my eyes it was quite beautiful.” I scoffed and look away the shyness kicking in again.

“You’re too much.” I giggled.

“You’re too cute.”

“Do you say this to all the girls you meet?” I laughed.

“No, just the ones that I think deserve it.”

“So I deserve your cheesy compliments?”

“Only in return for your number.”

“And if I don’t?”

“No more cheesy compliments. I can tell you like it!”

“Ok fine you win.” I rolled my eyes and handed him my phone, unlocking it and opening the contacts app.

The night finally arose, or morning as it was almost 4am. The night was full of laughters, smiles and giggles. 

“I expect a text message tomorrow afternoon Mr Lenney.”

“You’ve got it Ms Y/L/N.” He gave me a tight hug and I made my way to the taxi I was taking with Calfreezy and got a drunk phone call from Stephen when we got home.

“Well, how did it go?” He slurred.

“Aren’t you sleeping at his house?”

“Yeah but he’s already asleep and I’ve got the couch so be quiet.” I giggled at his stupidity.

“Oh alright then, I’m going to be honest and say I actually had so much fun.” He started freaking out on the other side and it took me so long to get him to calm down.

“I’m going to need you to calm down and not wake up the whole building, alright?”

“Oh, yeah I forgot, sorry. You said you had fun! So I was right! I knew you’d like each other. Most importantly did you give him your number?”

“Yes. I gave him my number.” I rolled my eyes but a smile was on my face.

“Ok great! See you in a couple of days then?”

“You got it! Sleep tight Steve.”

“You too!” And with that I fell asleep with the biggest smile on my face.

Angry Game Play

*Okay, but this gif though, I want this.

Bucky Barnes x Shy Reader

Summary: Reader is obnoxiously loud playing video games and Bucky decides to check it out. 

Word Count: 1,552

Warnings: language (sorry, just expect it in every fic I do), yelling, video games, and a lot of fluff. 

A/N: Alright, I don’t know if I really like this all that much. I suck with titles, I’m shaking my head at this one. Let me know what you guys think, please! I’d seriously love some feedback. P.S this gif though? I was like, hmm I wonder what I could use. Lol perfect. Anyways, enjoy!

Being a nerdy, shy girl wasn’t anything new for you or the team. You’ve always been obsessed with tech and video games ever since you were little. It was a part of you that couldn’t be taken away.

It comforted you and in a way, truly expressed who you are. Your shy nature definitely affects the way you act around people, especially those who were obviously more outgoing than you. It’s not that you hated being shy, you just wish you could speak without becoming a stammering mess. It was honestly difficult and exhausting trying to talk to people. 

That’s why you resorted to tech. This, in return, gave you the opportunity to work at Stark Tower, with the Tony Stark. 

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red lips and rosy cheeks (isaac lahey AU)

Originally posted by sensualkisses

Summary: “Good girl. Now bend over Daddy’s lap.” (lawyer AU)

Pairing: Isaac x OC

Rating: you won’t find god here

A/N: This is for the magnificent @isaaclaheysmate. You’re the best, A. :)

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anonymous asked:

oooh could I please request something where the reader goes to their first gay bar and is just having a good time, how would Tracer and Pharah (separately or together competing, you pick!) try to pick'em up and flirt a lil bit? :,) thank youuuuu

Long time no creating! mod apollo here to fulfill your request. 


This was your first time ever at a gay bar. You usually weren’t the type of person to go to any bar, let alone a gay one. However, your friends dragged you along, saying that you had to experience a bar at least once in your life before you wrote them off forever and said they were terrible. No point in complaining about a place you had never been to before, right? 

So that’s how you ended up here. The bar is surprisingly comfortable. It is not so different from the types you see in movies; the lighting is dark, but streaks and strobes of bright neon colors illuminate most of the club. A colorful, rainbow colored bar is where you currently reside, sipping on a simply club soda. Your friends are out at the dance floor, mingling and enjoying the pulsing and energizing beat that you feel almost altering your heart rhythm. Surprisingly, you don’t really see any couples aggressively making out with one another, or questionable movements that are barely disguised as anything but sex. The most you see is grinding, but other than that, it’s not terrible. It doesn’t reek terribly of sweat or sex either. Perhaps you would come again some time. 

You take another sip of your club soda and sigh softly. Your friends gave up trying to drag you to the dance floor. It made you nervous – the fact that you hadn’t been to a bar before really intensified your nerves. You weren’t too confident in your dancing and mingling skills, so you stuck to the bar. You at least could catch your breath and join in when you were comfortable.  You were fine with taking your time with this. 

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I Want You Daddy - Josh Dun Smut

Josh and I have been dating for love two years and the spark between us has never died. Part of it is the fact that we love each other immensely and the other part of is that the sex, oh the sex is absolutely freaking fantastic. Josh has a daddy kink, he likes to be dominant and it was so completely hot to me. I liked calling him daddy and I liked being called princess.

“Babe?” Josh says pulling me out of my thoughts.

“Yeah?” I say walking over to him with two cups of coffee handing one of them to him.

“Is it okay if Tyler comes over? He wants to go over some of the details for the upcoming tour,” he says taking a sip of his coffee.

“Yeah that’s fine, Daddy,” I say with a small smirk.

“Oh, Princess,” he says biting his lip, “if Tyler wasn’t coming over I’d fuck you on this couch right here and now.”

I bite my lip staring at him. I can feel my pussy starting to get wet. How I wish he’d tell Tyler no and just taking me now. I shift in my seat a little bit feeling turned on.

“Okay, Daddy,” I say to him. “When will Tyler be here?”

“Um, pretty soon. I actually had already told him he could come over before I asked you,” he says rubbing the back of his neck.

“Wow, Daddy, maybe you should be the one to get punished,” I say with a giggle.

“Now now Princess, you know that Daddy get’s to make all the rules,” he says moving closer to me on the couch.

“I know Daddy, I was just teasing you,” I say taping his nose.

“You know I don’t like teasing,” he says squinting his eyes at me.

“I know,” I say leaning a soft kiss on his lips.

We got caught up in what was suppose to be an innocent kiss, that was until there was a knock at the door. Josh and I pulled away, our breath a little erratic. I take my thumb and wipe off some lips gloss that had gotten on Josh’s lips. I stood up from the couch and opened the door to reveal Tyler.

“Hey, Y/N,” he says to me with a smile.

“Hey Tyler, come on in,” I say opening the door and moving aside.

He walks in and takes off his shoes leaving them by the door. Tyler always takes his shoes off now every time he comes over now because one time he stepped in dog poop and tracked it all throughout the house. He felt so bad that he even paid to get the carpets of the effected rooms professionally cleaned. I giggle at the memory.

“Hey man,” Josh says to him. “Where do you want to work at?”

“Um I guess in your office,” Tyler says to him. That’s what we call Josh’s music room. He use to just keep his drums in the living room but it drove me crazy to have it echoing throughout the house when I was trying to study.

“Do you want some coffee or anything Tyler?” I ask him.

“Coffee would be great,” he says to me with a smile.

“I’ll bring it down when it’s done,” I say to him. “Do you want anything?” I turn my attention toward Josh.

“Um, a red bull I guess. Thanks Princess,” he says kissing my check.

“No problem, Daddy,” I whisper in his ear.

Josh smirks at me and he and Tyler walked off toward the office. I giggle and walk into the kitchen. I start on Tyler’s coffee but it doesn’t take that long to make. Once I had finished the coffee I opened the fridge and grabbed a Red Bull. I swear these things are going to be the death of Josh. With the can and mug in hand I carefully walk in the direction of the office. I knock on the door with my foot and Josh opens the door.

“Thank you, Daddy,” I say to him hoping Tyler didn’t hear me. He moves aside and let’s me in. I hand them both their drinks. “Anything else?”

“Nope, thank you babe,” Josh says to me opening the can.

“Alright, I’m gonna work out a bit. Just holler if you need me,” I say walking out of the room, closing the door behind me.

I walk up the stairs to mine and Josh’s shared bedroom. I walked to my dresser and open up the bottom drawer pulling out a pair of spandex shorts and a sports bra, I know that I’ll get punished for walking around the house in this when we had someone over but I didn’t care, I honestly liked it when Josh punished me. I strip down into just my under wear and put on the items I had pulled out. I walk over to the walk in closet and grab a pair of my Nike shoes.

I walk down the stairs and into the other spare bedroom where we kept some workout equipment. I turn on the television that was on the wall turning on CNN and hop onto the treadmill. I watched the screen intently as they talked about the presidential election as I jogged on the machine.

“Princess?” I stopped the machine and muted the television looking over the door at see Josh popping his head in.

“Yeah?” I say looking at him trying to catch my breath.

“Can you help us with something real quick?” He asks staring at my body licking his lips.

“Yeah sure,” I get off the machine and turn off the television. I walk out of the room in front of Josh. As I walked past him his hand made contact with my ass, I jump in surprise. I look over him to see him smirking at me. We walk over to the office and I take a seat on the stool in front of Josh’s drum kit. “So, what do you guys need help with?”

“We need help on what we should wear,” Tyler says.

“Should we wear the red or the blue suits?” Josh adds in.

“The red,” I say immediately. “The fans love the red more so than the blue.” 

“Yeah you’re right,” Tyler says with a chuckle. “Well, I think that was everything.” We all three stand up from our seats and walk toward the living room. “Please let me leave before you two jump each other’s bones.” Tyler says slipping on his shoes.

“What?” I asked him a bit confused.

“I’m not deaf you know,” he says with a chuckle. “I heard you call him Daddy multiple times. Just wait till I leave.”

“Sorry,” Josh says to Tyler apologetically.

“It’s fine,” he says with a laugh opening the door, “I’ll see you two later.” With that he left.

“You’ve been a very naughty girl Princess,” Josh says turning toward me. “First you keep calling me Daddy, then you wear that when we have someone over, and then you embarrass me.”

“I’m sorry Daddy,” I say to him. He walks over to the couch and sits down in the middle.

“You know the drill Princess,” he says to me.

I slip off my shoes and walk over to him laying down across his lap. He pulls down my shorts to reveal my ass. Without warning his hand makes contact with my ass cheek. I moan out in response. He repeats this action ten times. Once Josh was satisfied he rubs my ass cheek to try and relieve some of the stinging. I sit up off of his lap and look at him.

“Get on all fours Princess, I’m going to fuck you now,” he says getting off the couch and taking off his clothes.

I fully remove my shorts and thong and do as he says. He kneels on the couch behind me and pumps his cock a few times. We didn’t need foreplay this time, without any warning Josh slams into my soaking wet pussy. He stays still for a moment allowing me to adjust to his large cock at this angle. I nod my head to him, looking over my shoulder when I was ready for him to move. Josh starts to thrust in and out of me at a slow pace, he was trying to torture me.

“Daddy, please,” I beg him.

“As you  wish Princess,” he says with a husky voice.

He doesn’t hold back. Josh thrusts in and out at me with such speed and force I could help but scream out each time, I didn’t care if the neighbors heard us. All that mattered was the immense pleasure I was feeling with Josh deep inside of me. His hands held my waist in place, as he continued his thrusting. It felt so good. I soon felt my stomach begin to tighten.

“Daddy,” I moan out, “I-I’m so close.”

“Fuck! Me too!” Josh screams out. “Cum Princess, cum with Daddy.”

His words sent me over the edge. I scream out as my walls tighten around Josh’s big, hard cock. I can feel his cock twitch inside of me. He moans out my name, his thrusts increasingly getting sloppy as he came. My toes curl, my buckles turning white as my orgasm takes over me. Josh continues to thrust as we ride out our highs together. I felt so tired, once we had finished and Josh had pulled out I completely collapse on the couch, my arms and legs no longer being able to hold me up. We stay silent trying to catch our breath.

“I love you, Y/N,” Josh says looking at me with a deep voice.

“I love you too, Josh,” I say looking back at him with a smile.

“How about we go take a bath and relax a little bit,” he says to me getting up off the couch.

“Sounds amazing,” I say to him, “there’s just one problem. I don’t think I can walk.” 

“I’ll carry you Princess,” he says with a chuckle. He carries me up to our bedroom. I smile into his chest. I love this man so much it’s completely unreal. Hopefully we’ll have round two in the tub.

Road Trip

Request: Hey may I request Bucky x reader oneshot. Where Sam, Steve and Bucky take reader to a roadtrip. Steve and Sam know reader and Bucky have crushes on eachother. Both Steve and Sam try really hard to get Bucky confessing his love for the reader

Blog Tag: @highchu

A/N: It took a while to get out, but then it kind of got away from me. I made this fluffy and cheesy AF and tried to make the reader figure gender neutral, so…. Enjoy!

Warnings: None.

Word Count Total: 1842

Title: Road Trip

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Ficlet Series: Secrets (Jungkook X Reader)

Rated: M (smut, swearing)

Word Count: 1526

Masterpost: Ficlet Series: Secrets

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

Music pumps loudly from the speakers in the lounge and you fight your way through the crowd of gyrating bodies.

You squeeze out the other side of the crowd and look at the empty couch before you.

What the hell? You look around in amazement. You had left all seven of them here not five minutes ago. Where could they have gone?

You catch sight of a familiar mop of dark hair standing near the window.

“Jungkook!” you yell over the music. He turns and helps you clamber over a pile of empty beer cans to stand next to him. You slip on a wet patch and he catches you around your waist.

“Oops,” you say, giving him a grateful pat on the arm. When you’re close enough to him you lean forward to speak into his ear.

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Love You To Hate You

Originally posted by wrestling-giffer

Pairing: Enzo Amore x Reader

GIF Credit: ^^

Warning: Smut, swears (LOTS of them), and little fluff ar the end

Rating: Explicit

A/N: Request by @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch“Can I get a enzo amore smut We hate each other but unfortunately we get stuck in the same hotel room and I’m scared because I talk in my sleep Fast forward to morning and enzo over hears me talking in my sleep and I’m having a sex dream about him”

“I’m sorry, there are no empty rooms. We do have a room that has one person in it, if you are interested.” You sighed, looking exasperatedly at the worker behind the desk.

“Are they with WWE?” She nodded. “Who is it?”

“I can’t tell you that, for security reasons.” You groaned.

“That’s okay, I understand. I’ll take the room, give me the key please.” She handed you the key and wished you good night, which you said back. Your room was on the third floor and the number was 307. When you got out of the elevator you found your room quickly and knocked on the door. “Hey it’s y/n l/n, sorry about bothering you but there weren’t any rooms open so if it’s okay I’ll stay in here and leave right away. If not I can go hunt Nattie or someome down and stay with them.” The door flung open and you saw Enzo Amore. Immediately your blood boiled. You absolutely loathed him, and he felt the same. Ever since you got to NXT you and him hated each other. His laugh was obnoxious, his hair was stupid, and his voice was like nails on a chalk board. He thought he was hot shit and he constantly would try and make you think that way.

“Wow your a chatty bitch aren’t ya?” He smiled a smug grin and gave you a wink.

“Fuck this I’m going somewhere else,” you snarled and turned to leave, but Enzo grabbed your hand. You turned on him, ready to beat the living shit out of him.

“Hey where do you think your going? You heard that cute little lady at the desk there ain’t no rooms open.”

“First off, get your fucking hand off me before I break it. Secondly it’s ‘there are no rooms open’ you illiterate fuck. Thirdly, I can sleep on the floor.” Enzo let go of your hand, holding both of his up and backing away, a look of innocence plastered on his face.

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