and when he came back home

omg-gilliankazoo-me  asked:

Headcanon: when did the batboys (+Bruce) realize that they were falling for their s/o and what was their reaction to realizing they're in love? I hope this helps to make your day better ❤️

Thank you so much love ❤️ THIS IS GOING TO BE A LONG ONE SO THE REST OF THE HEADCANNON IS UNDER THE CUT


Bruce

  • Bruce realized be was in love when he saw you helping Dick with his homework
  • it was just a regular day for you and Bruce
  • You had spent the night at the manor
  •  when Bruce woke up the next morning he saw you and Dick on the Dining table trying to memorize the quadratic formula together
  • Bruce’s boys were the most important thing to him and seeing the proud look on your face when Dick solved a problem on his own and the look of excitement on Dick’s when you praised him made Bruce’s cold heart melt
  • At first the thought of being in love flustered him
  • he was used to a fatherly or familial type of love, not love love
  • the more he thought of it or you, the more it excited him
  • he wanted to be with you forever
  • he wanted to be the man you came home to every night
  • he wanted you to become the mother of his adopted children 
  •  he wanted to be happy with you
  • and he was

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Why I love the songs

ON MY WAY - I have to be honest I love the chorus where Corbyn’s voice becomes more clearer and suddenly there’s a bass drop and Zach is singing about the shooting galaxy and I’m crying. The instrumental part is pretty peng as well. I love how there is an echoing after every lyric. Corbyn’s voice is so sweet and pretty and cute. Jonah in the beginning really pulls me into the song like it draws my attention straight away. I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW TO DESCRIBE THIS SONG BUT IT MAKES ME FEEL THINGS - IT MAKES ME REALLY HAPPY. I ALSO LOWKEY LIKE HOW THERE’S A SLIGHT PAUSE AFTER EVERY LINE.

JUST TO SEE YOU SMILE - This is one of my original favourites! I ADORE the beginning where Jack starts off because he sounds amazing and the actual message v cute, and then Jonah sings and his voice is like quiet and calm but at the same time powerful. I love Corbyn’s part where I don’t even know how to describe it but his voice kind of shakes/vibrates when he sings ‘you keep me guessing’ and I cry.

TELL ME - I’m living for Jack’s voice during first few lines of the song. Their harmonies are so good during the chorus. This song just makes me want to go outside scream the lyrics and kiss a stranger (not something I should be doing) - just because its so good, its hard to find words to describe the pure talent which created this song.

MADE FOR - IM SERIOUS FIRST TIME I LISTENED TO THIS SONG I WAS LIKE 'MEH’, BUT THEN I PROPERLY LISTEND TO IT AND FELL IN LOVE. I’m probably going to say this for every song, but I’m so in love with the background music. Daniel’s chorus is also one of the many reasons I cry whilst listening to the song. Also although this doesn’t really relate to the actual music, bUT I love when they’re singing the song and they act out the lyrics - iT MAKES ME LAUGH SO MUCH!! Jack’s solo part is also killing me. JONAH’S SMALL PART TOWARDS THE END OF THE SONG HAS ME WEEPING - LIKE FULL ON WEEPING, HE SOUNDS SO GENTLE AND SWEET AND JUST ADORABLE!

PERFECT - I love how the song begins straight away like there’s no instrumental introduction. I also love how majority of the song is them harmonizing with each other, rather than singing separately. ALSO ZACh’s voice sounds incredible and it sounds like more deeper than it normally does and I LIVE FOR IT!

I DEPEND ON YOU - Jack’s vocals are killing it through out the whole song. I also love the part where Daniel and Zach take in turns to sing a line - it feels as if they’re almost talking to each other. this is such an underappreciated song but lIKE WHY IT PHYSICALLY KILLS ME AND BRINGS ME BACK TO LIFE EVERYTIME I LISTEN TO IT. It’s just so sweet and encouraging and a mood lifting song!

WE THE PARTY - I love this because its just such a nice, happy and up-beat song!! Also when I first heard it I thought Daniel sang 'can you see a sweeter party’ so I went out that day and sang that line all day until I came home and realised that he actually sang 'can you see us we the party’. Jonah’s part I don’t even know how to describe it but its FREAKING AMAZING I love his voice so much. this is just such a casual song that I would like put on whilst washing the dishes, bUT AT THE SAME TIME IF I WAS HYPED UP I WOULD MAKE A FREAKING DANCE ROUTINE TO THIS.

RUNNER - I fell like this is a very special song that they would sing to someone who’s insecure - I just feel like the song fits the situation. and once again Jonah’s solo part has me dying like how can he sing so low but then also sing songs like this and sound pure and angelic??? there’s also a lyric saying 'something different’ and that makes me giggle. This is kinda a slow song but I AINT COMPLAINING.

WHY DONT WE JUST - I love how the song transitions into the chorus because of how casual it is but yet still sounds amazing. Also love how Jonah sings majority of the chorus!! - he adds a sense of gentleness to the song (I swear I say this for every song like). Every time I hear this song I’m reminded of that mashup where they sing the song an Jonah is just there laying about in the bean bag chair thing and it makes me feel all cuddly and cute for some reason.

ALL MY LOVE - once again I love the instrumental parts!! I love the way Daniel starts of the song, and I love the chorus and the way Zach sings it, it just sounds incredible. I really like the pre chorus hype up where Jack/Corbyn sing about 'taming’ and stuff and idk why but it sounds incredible.

NEVER KNOW - ONCE AGAIN JACK’S VOCALS HAVE ME QUAKING!! I also love Zach’s part because like his voice fits the song and the actual instrumental music and his voice just give me goose bumps!! I also really like the meaning behind the song, although this is just the meaning I have self interpreted but it just gives off the message that opportunities don’t come unless you make them, and I find that this is a really helpful message to hear sometimes (personally).

AIR OF THE NIGHT - I REALLY WANT TO LEARN HOW TO SMOOTH STEP SO I CAN PROPERLY DANCE TO THIS SONG! I’m in love with the build up to the chorus, because it really hypes you up and the chorus itself just makes you want to get up and dance. aS Always Jonah’s voice is killing me.

THESE GIRLS - THIS IS MY CURRENT BOP!!! I love how this song is based around their fans! I ALSO LOVE HOW JONAH FINALLY HAS LOTS OF SOLO PARTS BECAUSE HIS LOW VOICE FITS THIS MUSIC AND HE SOUNDS AMAZING. Also @ the boys where am I?? 'the emotionally unstable, socially awkward girl’?? Also the 0.25 seconds of cormeme has me SCREAMING - I love how its included, and also the small dance he does throughout the song and his glasses look dorky but sweet!!

SOMETHING DIFFERENT -HIGHKEY WILL NEVER GET OVER THIS SONG!! props to Logan because his music video is hella fire! Daniels beginning part has me crying because his voice sounds amazing!!!! Jonah literally actually makes tears come to my eyes because he sounds so sweet and pure - I will never get over how amazing he looked in the video and how his voice practically tears me to pieces!! Corbyn’s chorus also has me crying kinda sad because Corbyn doesn’t exactly get that many lines, but he still slayed the few lines that he got and still sounded amazing. Zach’s vocals have me dying all day every day, like I don’t understand how he is so talented and how his voice sounds so amazing.

NOBODY GOTTA KNOW -like in the beginning when Zach is singing by himself he SOUNDS SO FREAKING GOOD LIKE HOW, THERE’S NO AUTOTUNE, NO BACKGROUND MUSIC, ITS JUST HIS PURE VOCALS AND THE’RE SO GOOD!!!! Jonah as always has me dying! Their harmonies are so good!!! Corbyn in those glasses is my aesthetic, and I cant leave without saying that Jack’s vocals are still extremely amazing. Also the video concept is really pretty and cute.

TAKING YOU - Daniel sounds amazing in this song. And Jonah’s voice sounds so smooth and beautiful. Also really like how the idea for 'limelights’ came about from a lyric in this song!!

FREE - can I just say that their vocals are amazing not only in this song but in everything that they sing!! Also love Jonah’s solo part where he just sings 'we could be free’ because it just sounds incredibly amazing. and I feel like Daniel has a voice crack everytime he sings but that just makes the song a thousand times better!

YOU AND ME AT CHRISTMAS - Jonah beginning the song actually makes me cry because his voice is low and it sounds amazing and beautiful and I just cant. Zach'spre chorusing has me dead because he sounds amazing and I font even know how to describe his voice but it makes me want to cry because its incredible. Also ngl but I love the ending where they realist they all have the same girlfriend, and  Jonah’s face is just confused and all and Corbyns 'but the cookies’ statement has me crying.

OKAY, so I was listening to their songs the other day and I just thought that it’d be cute to just write down why I love each song. EXCUSE the extremely bad and unorganised writing - I will apologise. But yeah if any of you want to do this too it would be cute, so yeah do it if you want :)))

crazy-indigo-child  asked:

Hey there! For your Sheith prompt would I be able to request Keith being comforted by Shiro after walking out on his vlog?

When Keith stormed out, he didn’t really have a destination in mind. He just walked blindly, numbly, as he forced the tears back. He
knew this would happen​, no matter how much he tried to believe that it wouldn’t.

His mom had always been a sore subject, no matter the conversation. Keith always tried to avoid any family-related conversations when the other paladins were reminiscing about their homes back on Earth. He wasn’t necessarily angry or jealous about their lives that caused him to ignore those conversations, he just didn’t want his own bad memories to surface.

Keith’s clenching and unclenching fists finally grounded him long enough for him to notice where he was: right outside Shiro’s room. He came here on instinct, knowing that Shiro could help comfort in his time of need. However, he didn’t want to be a burden. Right as Keith went to turn and walk away, the door wooshed open, and there stood Shiro, a towel around his neck and a loose pair of shorts hanging on his hips.

“Oh, hey tiger,” Shiro hummed, toweling his wet hair before making eye contact with Keith. “What’s up?” Shiro searched Keith’s gaze, a soft frown tugging his lips down and his eyebrows creasing his forehead. “Are you okay?”

Keith didn’t trust his voice, a lump in his throat as he shook his head with his gaze slipping from Shiro’s face down to their feet. “Come in for a second, Keith.” Shiro stepped out of the doorway, and Keith dutifully followed him.

Shiro was rummaging through his own clothes before pulling out a loose tank top and a pair of sweatpants that both seemed too small for him. “You left these in here last time. I’m sure they’d be more comfortable than your paladin armor.” He passed the clothes to Keith, his touch gentle where their hands brushed together.

Keith nodded, his eyebrows knitting together for a moment before he looked up at Shiro.
“…could you help me?” Keith asked softly, and Shiro smiled back at him.

“Of course, Keith.”

***

Finally, Keith was out of the armor. Shiro’s soft touches helped ground him from his emotional outburst, especially the few shoulder kisses that Shiro gave him here and there. He leaned heavily against the taller paladin, and Shiro wrapped his arms around Keith’s waist, burying his face into Keith’s hair with a smile.

“Feel a bit better now?” Shiro asked softly, and Keith nodded. “Good. You can stay with me tonight, if you’d like.” Shiro led him over to the bed, and Keith curled up immediately. Shiro chuckled softly, stretching out next to Keith and pulling the blanket over both of them.

“I’m sorry,” Keith murmured, pressing his face against Shiro’s chest, and Shiro raised an eyebrow at him.

“For what?”

“For…for just being me, I guess,” Keith huffed. “I’m just…too emotional, I guess.”

“Keith,” Shiro tilted Keith’s chin up so he could look at him. “You’re not too emotional. I actually love that about you, that you feel so strongly about everything and put your heart into what you do. It’s very endearing.” Shiro pressed his lips against Keith’s forehead, and Keith’s eyes fluttered shut.

“Yeah, but..sometimes I’m just too hot headed or a big wimp, and I hate it,” Keith pressed closer to Shiro. “I wish I could just be normal and not this overemotional mess.”

“I think you’re wonderful as you are,” Shiro hummed. “And I’m here for you if you need helping finding yourself, Keith. Never forget that.”

“T-thanks, Shiro,” Keith’s voice cracked softly, and he wrapped his arms around the other’s chest. They both sat like thay for a while; Keith hugging on to Shiro, trying to even out his shuddery breaths, and Shiro rubbing small circles into Keith’s back. Eventually, Keith managed to fall asleep, his breaths deep as soft snores left him.

Shiro chuckled softly, brushing Keith’s bangs out of his face.

“Sweet dreams.”

STRESSED ; Kim Namjoon

Couple: Namjoon X Reader

Genre: Fluff

requested by @xo-love-ally

Originally posted by ksjknj

You have been nervous for all the week now, because of an exam. You studied really hard for months to enter this big university, but the letter with the result was late and you were getting more and more tensed. Your boyfriend, Namjoon, was always at practice due to the comeback and when he came back home you were always in your studio, still studying or reading, trying to convince yourself that you will pass, even after you had already gave the exam. For a couple of days, he didn’t say anything, but then he started getting worried.
《Y/N, you should get some rest》he said
《No, I need to study》you replied
《You’re studying the same things you studied for the past months. You should already know them by heart》
《I need to study》you repeated, not really listening to Namjoon
He grabbed the back of the chair, and took you away from your books. You were about to whine, when he interrupted you.
《You are smart, and you worked hard to pass the text. I know the results are late, but that doesn’t mean that it went bad. I am sure you did great, and they will soon tell you the same》
《I don’t know…》
《But I do. I know you passed》
He took your hand and together you went to sit on the couch. He started massaging your shoulders and telling you to don’t worry. When you yawned, you laid down and cuddled. You felt finally relaxed after a long time.
Two days later you received the letter from the university, telling you that you passed.



It’s REEEAAALLY short, I’m sorry. I hope this is what you wanted.

Also, I’d like you to read my fanfiction about Monsta X’s I.M. You can find it in my masterlist.

MASTERLIST     ( RULES )

I have this weird little headcanon that living as a civilian in achievement city isn’t… that bad? like,

the fahc are borderline insane with the heists they pull, stealing from every bank in the city and getting away in absurdly painted cars. decked out in weird outfits that are always so pristine despite the fact that they seem to wear it all. the time.

it becomes normal to hear laughter on top of the engines of motorcycles, or to see a helicopter swerving madly in the sky as it threads through skyscrapers while getting away from the police.

achievement city’s organizations, the little ngos that try to make it better, receive donations on the regular, any truly innocent person doesn’t stay missing for very long - always returned home with an unbelievable story to tell

(it was the vagabond, I swear - skull and all - he came for me)

you see the golden boy shopping at calvin klein and all he does is hold up two shirts when you stare, asking which looks better? before you hear sirens in the distance. he says I guess both is fine, shoving them in his bag and escapes out the back door, slipping a few hundreds into one of the retail employee’s jean pockets on the way

a mugger pushes you into an alley with a gun to your back and you barely get a word out before you hear a knock that shit off and they’re shoved off you by the jersey devil, more annoyed than anything else. the mugger gawks and runs off and you’re still frozen as the curly haired criminal brushes off your shoulders with a stern stay safe out here

you’re sitting under a tree at the park one afternoon and the kingpin walks up to you, asking mind if I join you? you nod meekly and he plants himself down beside you, pulling out a book of his own, occasionally asking what was happening in yours and leaving you with some recommendations when it was time to go heist

a job is pulled off near your work and roads are crammed with police and traffic, every person within a 100m radius being questioned. the next day you walk in to a fully catered lunch, a small note placed on top reading sorry about the mess - beardo

the self-proclaimed rimmy tim shows up to the bowling alley, cowboy hat and all, and smiles kindly to the teenager working behind the counter while paying for a game. he grabs the lane next to you, saying watch this, and throws the ball in the gutter

and it really was the vagabond breaking down the door that locked you in after what seemed to be like endless gunfire from the main floor, cutting off your restraints and letting you hold onto him on his motorcycle as he drives back to the city, stopping in an abandoned parking lot and offering to walk you home from there

because it’s an unspoken rule of the underground to keep civilians out of it, and you better believe that ramsey enforces it. the little boy who grew up watching the people he knew disappear, swearing on his heart that he’d do whatever he could to change that, even if his methods were a bit unorthodox

then when you post it online later, you get the expected amount of disbelief and yeah right’s, but then you get a comment - fun, but maybe let’s not do that again - v

Inevitable

An Alpha!Bucky One-Shot

Character Pairing: Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader

Word Count: 5,109 (oops!)

Warnings: NSFW 18+ EXPLICIT Smut! A/B/O Dynamics, fingering, sexual penetration, slight(?) impregnation kink, unprotected sex, a NSFW gif, some angst (blink and you miss it), language, dirty talk…

A/N: I make my own rules. 

 You smelt him before you saw him.

Your senses came alive when you saw him walk through the main entrance.

Alpha.

He exuded the title perfectly.

This isn’t the first time you had seen him at the museum but this was the closest you had ever gotten to him. He was at the ticket counter, smiling at Mandy as he presented his membership card. The leather jacket he had on moved like soft butter as he put the card in his wallet before it went back into the side pocket.  

Catching a whiff of his scent in the air, you wanted to melt to the floor. Sandalwood. It was earthy and it warmed your whole body.

You could make out his voice from where you were hiding in the gift shop. It was deep and raspy as he talked to Mandy. He took off his baseball hat and ran his fingers through his thick brown hair. He stuffed the hat into the back pocket of his jeans as he laughed at something Mandy had said.

Damn her. You were jealous.

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You know what I find really cool about Static Shock in Re-watch?

It’s the fact that he’s such a fanboy for Black heroes.

I remember the episode where he meets Anansi, and he blatantly states that it was nice to see a hero who looked like him doing good. Because there wasn’t a lot of them where he came from. 

Here’s the dialog:

Static to Anansi in “Static In Africa”

Virgil: I never knew how important it was to meet a role model like you.”

Anansi: “Role Model?”

Virgil: “Yeah, a Black superhero. I dunno, it validates me somehow.”

Anansi: “Heroes come in every color my friend.”

Virgil: “I know, it’s just sometimes I wish there was a Black superhero back home for folks to look up to.”

Anansi: “Oh but there is, and he is my hero too.”

Notice how Virgil said “Validates” 

I remember the episode where Static not only admitted to being a Green Lantern fan (which was Fallen Hero) but he also admitted that sometimes he pretends to be Green Lantern when no one was around (and this episode was called “Jump”)

And then there was “Blast From the Past” where he met Soul Power and gained a huge respect for a Black hero (and his sidekick) who came before him. 


I know we all say “Representation Matters” but Static Shock actually showed why it matters, and showed it through the eyes of a superhero less.

And Dwayne McDuffie didn’t bother to mince words, or downplay Virgil’s blackness, or his need for validation through positive representation, for the sake of “colorblindess.” And it’s so nice to see that, especially now when we we’re older and more consciously aware of racial issues. 

Professor || Sebastian Stan

Relationship: Professor!Sebastian x reader

Summary: A one night stand turns into more of a problem when you realise that your professor is your one night stand.

Warnings: mentions of smut, drinking, age gap (reader is legal and in mid-twenties!!!), age difference, professor x student relationship

Word Count: 1770 words

A/N: im kinda getting my groove back let’s hope it lasts during the week because uni is already making me wanna die (((:

also my cause of death is the second gif GOODBYE


Just one more shot!” Seemed to be the motto of your night as you insisted you and your friends needed to go partying on one last Friday night before you start for your masters degree. 

You weren’t ever the party girl, never really big on drinking, but that all changed when you saw your schedule for the semester. You were going to be cooped up in your room for the next eight months, no doubt about it. 

So why not have a little fun while you still can? It can’t hurt, right?

Six tequila shots in and you were quite possibly the happiest person in the club, no, on the Earth. Not a single care in your mind, everything was all about the moment and whatever you laid eyes on in that very moment. 

That just so happened to be the exact moment your eyes met a gorgeous pair of cool grey ones. It might’ve been your intoxicated state, but you could’ve sworn that you knew those eyes, that you’ve seen them before. 

Your thoughts were pushed aside when the man walked even closer to you, offering to buy you a drink, to which you declined because quite frankly, you didn’t want to yack in front of the gorgeous man in front of you. 

His face fell when you denied his offer, but quickly made up for it when you grabbed his hand, pulling him to the crowded (makeshift) dance floor, immediately grinding yourself against him. 

His hands were large and warm, splayed against your waist as they moved your body against his, small and breathy moans leaving his mouth every once in a while as his head fell in the crook of your neck. 

A few songs later and the next thing you knew you were outside in the alley behind the bar against the wall making out with the handsome stranger you had yet to learn the name of. 

Fuck,” you gasped when his teeth nipped at the sensitive skin of your neck, undoubtedly working on leaving some type of mark on you, “Sebastian,” you heard him mumble, confusing you. 

“What?” You asked, still panting against his face, your arms still laced around his neck, “my name,” he said, “it’s Sebastian,” he repeated as you smirked, crashing your lips against his, “take me home, Sebastian” you whispered in a sultry tone before he grabbed your hand and flagging a cab down. 

 The cab ride to his place was filled with not-so-subtle touches as you both looked out of your respective windows, trying not to draw any attention to your states, which clearly didn’t work. 

Sebastian nearly dragged you out of the cab, quickly paying the driver before bolting into his building to the stairs, “it’s only the second floor,” he assured as you nodded but all you could focus was how broad his shoulders were. 

“I’m gonna fucking wreck you, doll,” he growled against your ear the second he had the door closed causing shivers to erupt on your skin as you followed him into the bedroom. 


Your head was pounding and every muscle in your body seemed to scream stop when you tried to sit or stand up. When you finally managed to muster up the strength to sit up and open your eyes you realised you were not, in fact, in your own bed. 

You gasped when you saw a man beside you, cursing when you couldn’t remember his name, even though it was right on the tip of your tongue. You checked your phone and found that it had thirty percent and you nearly cheered out loud. 

Quickly pulling on your clothes you took one last look at the very handsome sleeping man before walking out of his apartment, and making the walk to yours. 


Monday came sooner than you wanted it to, but your weekend was eventful and you couldn’t be happier at making the choice to go out on Friday. Your friends had pried every single detail from your night when you got home. You told them everything you could remember, but leaving out some of the more graphic details. 

You still couldn’t remember his name, you tried looking through your contacts to see if he maybe added his number, but nothing. It was still on the tip of your tongue, in the back of your mind, but you just couldn’t get it out. 

Either way, you knew you had to push the man out of your thoughts as you rushed to get ready for your first class. You hit snooze just one too many times and you were running behind. Figuring you’d have to skip on breakfast you grabbed a granola bar before rushing out of your apartment. 

You lived practically right beside campus, thankfully, so when you stepped on campus and saw your building you were relieved, it was the first day of classes as well, it shouldn’t be a problem if you’re a little late, right?

It was weird being on campus and in your mid-twenties surrounded by young eighteen year olds scurrying to find their classes, you almost laughed remembering your own panic when you had to find your classes as a freshman. 

Walking into the large building you quickly descended the stairs and into the basement before walking down to the end of the hall finally reaching the lecture hall and pulling the doors open, stumbling in. 

The room was quite, so quite as you clumsily stumbled in. Every single pair of eyes was on you as you made your way to the only seemingly empty seat at the front of the hall, slumping down in your seat. 

“As I was saying,” a male voice caught your attention, “my name is Dr. Stan, but you can call me Sebastian,” your heart dropped to your stomach as you slowly lifted your head to meet the same blue eyes, both your jaws tensing. 

“Let’s begin,” Sebastian said, his eyes lingering on yours for a second longer before turning to grab the textbook. 


“You slept with your professor!” Nat screeched, howling laughter continuing as you buried your head into the couch cushion as she continued laughing at your misery, “it’s not funny, we could both get in serious trouble,” you told her, sitting up as she raised a brow. 

“And why should anyone find out?” She questioned as you sighed, “I don’t know…” you trailed off realising just how paranoid you were being, “you’re both adults and you slept with him before you even knew he was gonna be teaching you,” she said, reassuring you as you nodded your head, slumping back against the couch. 

“I can’t even look at him without turning into a tomato,” you groaned as Nat let out another loud laugh, “you have leverage now,” she grinned mischievously as you rolled her eyes, “you’re ridiculous,” you laughed as she shrugged her shoulders, taking another sip of her drink. 

Your first class with Dr. Stan, or Sebastian as he preferred, was awkward nonetheless. You couldn’t focus on what he was saying, barely making any notes as your mind screamed you’ve seen him naked! over and over again. 

It’s true though, whatever he was doing, you could picture him doing it naked, as gross, disturbing, and wrong as that sounded you just couldn’t help yourself. You knew he must’ve been uncomfortable as well because he would cough or stumble on his words every time his eyes landed on yours. 

Thankfully you didn’t have another one of his lectures until Thursday, hopefully you’d be able to push aside what happened and be professional. You’d just have to wait and see. 


You stood at his desk looking everywhere and anywhere other than him his words ringing in your mind, “Miss. [Y/L/N], may I have a word with you?” His voice just kept replaying in your mind, psyching yourself out for what he was going to say. 

You heard the door close as the last student was finally out, leaving just you and Sebastian, “so,” he said, clearing his throat as you finally looked up at him, almost out of reflex. 

God he was gorgeous. Dark brown locks brushed neatly behind his ears, his piercing blue eyes looking directly at you, his tailed suit hugging every curve of his body, no wonder you slept with him in the first place. 

“I just wanted to talk to you about, well,” he chuckled nervously, his hand rubbing the back of his head as he looked at his feet. He was just as nervous about this as you, possibly more. 

“It’s okay,” you said quietly, his head shooting up at the sound of your voice, “neither of us knew you’d be teaching me and we were both a little intoxicated,” you assured him with a small smile he mimicked. 

“Right,” he spoke, “it doesn’t have to be weird at all,” even you knew that was a lie. Neither of you could look at each other without being flustered and neither of you were good at covering up your emotions. 

“It’s probably gonna be a little weird,” you laughed as he laughed as well, tipping his head to the side as he admired you, “that was a great night,” he whispered as both your laughter died down. 

Your breath hitched as he said that, a wave of arousal flowing through you as you remembered what you both did that night, “it’s illegal,” you warned, although you didn’t sound too convincing, “it wasn’t on that night,” he smirked as you straightened up, gaining some confidence. 

“Well, Dr. Stan,” you spoke in a fake preppy tone, “I must warn you that you’re venturing into some very dangerous waters,” now your tone was much more sultry than anything. You watched as he took a few steps towards you, his eyes much darker than when you first started talking to them. 

“Careful, Miss [Y/L/N], you don’t wanna start something you can’t finish,” he whispered, his breath fanning over your face, “who says I can’t finish it?” You smirked as he bit his lip, trying his hardest not to take you right then and there. 

The sound of voices outside the lecture hall made both you and Sebastian jump back just in time for the door to open and a new group of students came pouring in, “see you on Monday, Sebastian,” you smiled, returning to your normal voice before spinning on the heels of your feet and walking out of the hall. 

The second you were outside you let out a large sigh, you were in deep and there was no way anyone was coming out of this unscathed. Fuck. 


A/N: this is gonna be a mini-series so there’s gonna be more parts I promise!!

Let me know if you wanna be tagged in it!

Feelings

Originally posted by shoot-the-smiley

Series: Tom Holland Imagines

Relationship: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: SMUT ASF. Also mentions of Domestic Abuse 

Request by: @talia-grace-daniels Imagine based on the song Feelings by Maroon 5 :) Also Incorporated @delish-duck ‘s request for the reader having an abusive boyfriend and Tom being protective

Word Count: 3,500

A/N: People fr need to stop coming after me in my messages. I know I write smut. I’m 20 years old and write this stuff for people who actually want to read it. That’s why I put warnings before the imagine starts so I don’t have to deal with messages but I still get them.. -.-

I’M 20 LEMMA WRITE MY SEXUAL THOUGHTS BOUT TOM. BYE.


ps. I used the word trousers because its fun to say? Let me live lmao


*Slides down the pole throwing the smut to you hungry darlings*



[Reader’s POV]


“Fucking asshole” you mutter throwing your phone onto your bed. Tears were falling down your cheeks. You couldn’t help it. Your boyfriend, well ex boyfriend now had been cheating on you for months.


   You caught him fucking her when you stopped by his apartment a day early. He thought you weren’t coming back so soon. You just got back from visiting the states and came home to heartbreak. It never occurred to you that he would be cheating on you. Everything felt fine and nothing seemed wrong.


   Wiping off the rest of your running makeup you wash your face. Looking at yourself was so pathetic. You were too blind to see his deceit and look at you now. Crying over someone you thought you loved. Letting out a sigh you head back towards your bed.


   Picking up your phone you click the home button. Using you Touch ID to open it up and click on the phone app. Scrolling through your contacts you click on your best friends contact. Putting the phone to your ear you hear the dialing tone. After a short few rings it stops.


“Hello love, what’s up?” Tom’s voice fills your ear making you smile. Tears spill over and you whimper from the pain in your chest forming again.

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Nothing More [Alternate End]

Genre [Rating] : Angst

Length: 3.3k

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Summary: Watching the man you love love someone else was the most painful feeling in the world.

Part One: x  Part Two: x  Part Three: x  Part Four: x

Originally posted by petitbaek

Leaving behind the person you love the most was like ripping your heart out of your chest bare handed. When you boarded the plane that took you miles away from Baekhyun’s sleeping figure, you left your heart there beside him, broken and tattered. It was up to him whether he would try to reassemble the pieces, and up to you whether you would want it back. You had both made so many mistakes and waited so long that you were in the worst situation imaginable, and really, you weren’t sure it was possible to pull back from that. You needed to understand yourself again. You needed to choose what you wanted, and so did he.

You would be lying if you said you hadn’t been petrified to find out his answer.

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nefarious ❖ chanyeol

anon requested: Heyo could I request some step brother chanyeol smut where they don’t get along and are constantly teasing each other (in a sexy way?). One day chanyeol is going through the girls Phone and finds her daddy kink bdsm Tumblr and decides to punish her ;) in turn some kinky sex with spanking and bondage. (Lol sorry this is so detailed chanyeol has been fucking me up lately)


(gif not mine, credits to the owner)

7456 words | smut, daddy kink, stepbrother-stepsister relationship, light bondage (choking, thigh riding, spanking) | velvet

✎ Nefarious: wicked, villanous, despicable or simply Park Chanyeol.


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Sometimes hope is a thing with feathers
And sometimes hope is a thing with a snow covered snoot

BTS Reaction To: ‘Sexy’ Lingerie.

-Request: can you do a bts reaction to them seeing you in sexy lingeries?-

Thanks for requesting!

JIN.

Jin had bought you lingerie a couple of days ago, and he was completely desperate to see you wear it. So, as a surprise, you decided to put it on for him when he came back home from dance practice.

When he came back home, his jaw dropped open slightly, staring at you in complete awe as you sat on the edge of the bed.

“Baby, you’re so stunning. God, I’m so lucky.”

Originally posted by jinactor

SUGA.

“Mm, Kitten.. You really are perfect.” Yoongi spoke in a deep, sultry voice. His voice alone was just enough to turn you on. “Did you buy this.. for me?” He asked, his eyes gazing upon the attire you were wearing.

You nodded, feeling your cheeks go red under his gaze.

Yoongi looked up at you, noticing the blush that had crept onto your cheeks. “Ah, you’re never usually this shy. You have nothing to worry about, you look gorgeous, baby girl.”

Originally posted by jeonggukl-moved

RAP MONSTER.

Namjoon marvelled the sight of you laying down on his bed, wearing nothing but black lingerie. He licked his lips, wanting to just fuck you right there and then, but today was going to be different. He wanted to try hold himself back and take his time with you, treating you like the princess you were.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby..” “Hm, you’re all mine.”

Originally posted by bts-uke

J HOPE.

Hoseok’s lips curled into a smirk, finding it extremely hard to tear his eyes away from your body. He loved how you looked underneath him, especially with the red lingerie you were wearing. As you were about to remove your lingerie, he stopped you from continuing. You, confused, looked up at him with a questioning look.

“No, baby, don’t take it off. You look too fucking good.”

Originally posted by minyoongihoseok

V.

“Fuck, baby..” Taehyung was completely mesmerized by you, letting his hands rest on the curves of your hips. He sighed lovingly at the sight of you. “You look so good, Princess.. too bad this is coming off soon.” Taehyung deeply chuckled, already starting to remove your attire.

Originally posted by jeongtaev

JIMIN.

“Jagi, how do you manage to look so fucking beautiful?” Jimin asked, trying his hardest to resist the temptation of tearing off your lingerie. “God, baby, I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me.”

Originally posted by 9taefox

JUNGKOOK.

“Hm, when did you buy this?” Jungkook asked as he crawled on top of your body.

“Y-yesterday..” You stuttered as his lips pressed against the sensitive skin on your neck. You let out a shaky breath, only craving Jungkook even more.

“You look gorgeous, Princess. Shit, I could cum just by looking at you.”

Originally posted by baekyeolkaisoogirl

What Lovers Do: Part 4

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You have a friend with benefits relationship with the Winter Soldier himself: Bucky Barnes. You two have gotten the routine down: wake up, train, mission, come home, have sex, then act like nothing happened. It’s worked for you for a while now. But now that Bucky’s starting to see someone seriously, you don’t know what to do with yourself.

Warnings: angst and light smut, nothing too graphic

A/N: I am sooooo sorry.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Originally posted by oreo-wonderbatch


Bucky ended up staying the night in your room. He was going to leave you be, but wanted to make sure you were okay throughout the night. He stayed awake longer than he should have just watching you. You looked at peace. The complete contrast of what you displayed every time you were near him. He had to admit it that it hurt the way you were treating him. He didn’t understand it. You both ended the arrangement in an amiable manner. So what was going on?

Bucky’s phone started ringing and he silently cursed. He scrambled through his pockets looking for the disturbing device. His eyes widened when you groaned. He quickly answered the call button and waited. You didn’t wake up and he gave a breath of relief. 

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Crazy lady lit my buddy's land on fire, so he burned down her world.

Buckle up, this one’s long.

I was visiting a friend who owns and operates a trailer park- basically his house is the main office. A couple had just moved in to a lot with their mobile home. The dude seemed fine, and him and his girlfriend had just had their first kid. Well, at 3 AM just a few hours after I arrived, the boyfriend showed up at my friend’s house (the main office). Apparently, he had a DNA test done, and he found out the kid wasn’t his. So while the girlfriend was still in the hospital he started f*cking around on her to get back at her.

Well, earlier that day, she got released from the hospital, and he refused to go pick her up. So she walked from the hospital to the trailer park (easily 20 miles), and found him f*cking this girl. She went apeshit. She started trashing their tiny mobile home while he and his mistress quickly got their clothes on, and the boyfriend opted to drive the mistress back to her place.

When he got back, his soon to be ex-girlfriend locked him out of their mobile home. So, at 3 AM he showed up at the front office to call the police. My buddy woke me up, filled me in on the situation, and I went out to his living room to keep the dude company. I explained that if the kid isn’t his and he signed the birth certificate, he has 60 days to remove himself from the birth certificate- otherwise he’ll be on the hook for child support. I also explained that while calling the cops is a good idea, they likely won’t be able to remove her from the mobile home since she had established residency.

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Punkle’s first mohawk for a sweet Anon. 

Bill Skarsgård x Reader

Bill Skarsgard x Reader

Prompt: 

itsthecomet

Bill had a bad day and you make him feel better by cooking or goofing around or just talking and cuddling

Warning: None

Originally posted by x17xblackx

Originally posted by kissing-pleasure

You hummed as you typed into your computer writing fanfic and reading others for inspiration. You weren’t surprised some of them were about your boyfriend Bill Skarsgård. He was really handsome and it was a wonder why out of all the woman he could’ve dated he picked out you.

He was a professional actor with a big family of highly well known and recognized actors. He would be a terrifying clown or a Upir or a spy, but at the end of the day he was the man who you loved to cuddle with on the couch and just overall enjoy each other’s companies. Speaking of the devil, your front door opened and your boyfriend came in looking terrible for once.

His gelled back hair was a bit messy like he kept constantly raking his fingers through it and attempted to fix it but only made things worse. You frowned noticing not only that but his mood was off and even his walk. You knew he must’ve had a rough day when he slumped down next to you on the couch.

That wasn’t your usual Bill. He would usually come home happy and excited to tell you about his day kissing your cheek and already babbling about this certain scene he did.

Only today it was clear he was having a bad day.

You already knew he woke up late and spilled his coffee on the counter just as he was leaving. He had texted you once saying his co-stars were being none-to-friendly either and the director was being hard on all of them. Being the good girlfriend you were you gently stroked his hair fixing a few out of place locks back. Bill sighed and just let you do that to help him relax.

“Tough day?” You asked softly.

“Yeah.” He mumbled.

You frowned and continued to stroke his hair and face softly. He moved to rest his head in your lap and you continued to gently pet him like a cat. You even hummed a song which in your opinion you were terrible at, let alone singing but Bill thought you had the voice of an angel. Eventually he was completely lax looking like he was dozing off.

You chucked and leaned down to kiss his head, “I’m trying to make you feel better not to make you fall asleep silly.”

He smiled and sighed, “Well when I have a beautiful girl doing it I can’t help myself.”

You playfully punched his shoulder making him smile. He lifted up his head and you leaned down knowing he wanted a kiss.

“I’m gonna go get a blanket and make some tea. Sounds good?” You asked.

“I kinda like this angle.” He teased making you roll his eyes.

Despite his words Bill sat up and watched as you went to the closet pulling out your “cuddle blanket”. It was really this gigantic fleece blanket you had found that was light pink with red hearts on it that was just about the size of a king sized duvet.

You threw it at Bill who caught it and watched as you went into the kitchen to make the tea. He loved your tea since it was unexplainably good since you got it from an old family recipe your grandmother had gotten from a friend.

Once that was done you poured them into mugs and went back to find Bill was looking through the comedy movies. You plopped down next to him, being careful not to spill the tea of course, and held a mug out for him.

He graciously accepted it as he continued to scroll through the movies until he found the perfect one. You pulled your legs up to sit Indian style and grabbed the blanket to pull half of it over your lap. You took a sip of yours and smiled at how you had added just the perfect amount of honey.

“You gotta teach me your recipe sometime cause every time I drink your tea it’s amazing.” Bill commented.

“Secret recipe can’t tell ya!” You winked teasingly.

He smiled teasingly pouting but didn’t say much after. You both continued to watch the movie occasionally laughing and at one point you had nearly fallen off of the couch from laughing so hard.

You played several movies until the sun came down and the stars came out. By then you and Bill were watching a romantic comedy. He was leaning against you pressing his head cheek to your head with an arm around your shoulders gently brushing his thumb on your arm. He just loved how soft and smooth and silky your skin was.

Another movie passed and you we laying down on the couch with him resting his head on your chest (cuz apparently men like to think boobs as pillows) well your hand continued to stroke his hair. You eventually got bored of the movie Bill had put on and gently poked him in the side making him instinctively jump.

“What was that for?” He asked.

“Just wanted to see if your still awake.” You lied.

“Yeah I’m awake.” He grumbled before laying  back down on your chest. 

A minute later you felt a finger poke your side and you playfully glared down at Bill you looked at you like he was innocent and clueless.

“What?” He asked truly sounding innocent from his years of acting.

You gave him another accusing glare before resting your head back down on his chest. Not even a minute later you squirmed when you felt something like wiggling fingers attack your sides.

You narrowed your eyes and glared at him well he continued to play innocent. Curse him and his acting career that allowed him to have such a good poker face.

“I know it’s you!” You glared.

“I don’t know what your talking about.” He replied.

You once again laid your head back down on his chest. A few minutes later you felt two hands this time grab your sides and tickle them making you squirm and squeak and squeal like a retarded worm.

“Bill stop!” You squealed in between laughter.

Curse him for knowing your tickle spots so well. 

He eventually did stop and you had laughing hiccups for a few seconds before finally being able to calm down. Bill had a shit eating grinning from ear to ear that grew wider when you pouted cutely even though you were trying to make it look like you were angry.

“So that’s how ya wanna play it huh?” You challenged. (cookie to anyone who gets this reference!!! Hint: Inolves a yellow children’s cartoon character!)

You attacked him this time wiggling and poking make him laugh but not squirm as hard as you did. When he was nearly crying out, “Uncle! Uncle!” You stopped and watched him chuckle for a minute.

After the aftershocks were gone he smiled and kissed you for a few seconds which you gladly accepted of course. He was an amazing kisser and his lips were so soft and kind of just pulled you in like a fish to a shiny lure. No wonder why so many fan girls gay pair him.

When he pulled away he still had a smile on his face as he laid his head back down on his chest listening to you steady and melodic heart beat and feeling his head rise and fall when your lungs expand and deflate. He gently ran his fingers through your hair loving how even on his worst days you always made him smile.

“You know I’m in the mood for tacos.” You said ruining the mood. 

Epilogue: Sorry it’s so short but it makes up for it with all the fluffy goodness of cuddling and watching movies and all that teeth rotting goodness. Since you are reading this another hint for the reference is that in the episode they are playing in the snow when ice bergs? Came in. Bonus points if you remember the episodes name! Oh and I’m seeing the IT movie today so no spoilers! Thanx for Reading! =3!

Never Let It Get Personal - Mitch Rapp

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Mitch Rapp/Reader

Word Count: 16,419

Warnings: 18+, NSFW, Multiple Orgasms, Fingering, Bondage, Oral (both receiving in the form of a 69), Sweet Sex because I’m a sucker for their romance???, Sassy reader, violence and blood because they are assassins.

Notes: Why do I do this to myself? 16.4k later and it’s done. But I really liked this idea. It’s a lot of plot with a smidge of sexy smut because I love Mitch Rapp. But he’s also hella loving. And angry. And I owe @minhosmeanhoe a lot for talking through this idea with me. She is a saint and my Rapp twin. I love her. I hope you guys love this and think it’s worth it.

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Bts | Reaction | Attention

[ this is my weakness homigod - hope you enjoy, thank you so much for requesting !! ] 

Rated (M) for mature.


Seokjin 

➸ You were already on thin ice with Jin since the night began. With not only wearing the dress he kindly asked you not to wear - due to the generous amount of skin it showed - but also because you were being nothing but a tease. Not wanting to be at the dinner in the first place, being a brat was the only way you were certain he would drag you home to teach you a lesson. Which is what you’ve been aiming for all week.

The first step to your plan was the dress. The next being that you openly flirt with a couple of the boys, or even just some guys that would try to start a conversation with you and then deny it when Jin confronts you. You knew what you were doing, he knew that you knew, and that only pissed him off a lot more. Which is exactly what you wanted.

Now, came the final step that you were positive was going to be the last straw to break his composure. And, boy, were you more than right about that. When seated at your assigned table, Jin didn’t hesitate to grip your forearm and pull you in roughly - making sure that you were the only one to hear him.

“You’ve been defiant all night, princess. I’m asking you nicely to fucking behave yourself. Do not embarrass me, do you understand?” His voice sounded so strained, that it practically made you shiver with excitement. Your plan was working beautifully.

Without a response, you lean in closer than physically possibly. Confused as to what you were up to now, Jin nearly rammed his knee against the table in shock before almost choking on air. Were you seriously biting his ear? Right now? And why wasn’t he pushing you away? Why was he enjoying it? Question after question flowed through his brain at lightning speed - your sudden action of affection catching him off guard to the point he almost forgot where he was and nearly let out a small moan.

Quickly coughing to cover it up, he gently grips your chin - smiling just to throw off anybody who might be watching the two of you. But, his eyes were definitely a dead giveaway, no longer their sweet brown; more like a pitch black. Returning the sweet smile right back at him only seemed to add fuel to the fire that was now building up in the pit of his stomach.

“Oh, just wait until I get you behind closed doors,” he says through clenched teeth. “You wanted my attention - now you’ve got it.”

Yoongi

➸ It was currently 11:58 PM, and your forever hardworking boyfriend still hasn’t touched his side of the bed. This would be the second week in a row that you’ve been sleeping alone - and each time you not only grew lonely, but sexually frustrated. The lack of affection from him was driving you up the wall, you’re more snippier than usual, and even though you hate to admit it - you just can’t get off without him anymore. The light that rarely ever turned off from across the hall only made your blood boil even more - he was blowing up the electricity bill with this nonsense.

Of course, you knew how important his career was to him, always being his number one supporter no matter what. But, it would be nice if he would reciprocate and show you that you mattered, too. Just a simple ‘I love you,’ or even a peck on the cheek would be reassuring enough to let you know you’re not invisible in his world. Or even simply just coming to bed! 

You aggressively ripped the covers off your body, nearly slipping when your sock covered feet came in contact with the hardwood floor. Huffing as soon as you regained balance, you marched your way to his home studio, mentally hyping yourself up that you will get Min Yoongi to pay attention you - and take his ass to bed.

Once you walked in, without knocking, his writing only stops for a split second before it regains motion again. “What you doing up?”

He didn’t even bother to look up.

Fighting the urge to scoff, you cross your arms. “I should be the one asking you that. You’ve been at this since you got home, baby, it’s time to shut it down for tonight.”

It was like you didn’t even speak at all, his eyes still trained on the notebook in front of him. “Mmhm.”

You nearly strangled him right then and there. For someone who enjoys sleeping all the damn time, one would think he wouldn’t be such a night owl. Come to think of it, that’s probably why he does sleep quite often - his reacquiring late night sessions with his music was messing up his sleep pattern.

Suddenly, an idea pops into your head, making a Cheshire-like grin spread across your face. If you have been denied sweet release for so long, so has he. Yoongi was just as sexually frustrated - his lack of sleep only fogging over that part of his brain - but all it took to bring it back was the right touch. 

And you knew just how to do it. 

Sauntering your way over to the desk chair, you grabbed it by the back and swung it to face your direction. With pen still in hand, but no longer connected to the notebook, he stares at the space where his desk used to be - confused as to where it had gone.

Finally looking up and realizing you had turned him around, before he could even voice his annoyance of you getting in the way of his work, the mere sight of you starting to straddle his hips was enough to shut him up. Maybe it was the pent up frustration from the lack of sexual contact - but Yoongi couldn’t remember the last time you felt so good sitting on top of him. Now looking up at you with hooded eyes, his pen falls from his finger tips as his hands find their way around the curve of your ass. It wasn’t until you leaned downward to press hot kisses against his neck did you finally regain all of Yoongi’s attention. From the sound of him already groaning in response, you knew he needed this just as much as you did.

“Fuck, jagi…what do you need - tell daddy what you need.” He heavily panted, hips bucking desperately to create some sort of friction, grip on your backside tighten with every suck you gave his neck. “You have m-my attention…”

Namjoon

➸ Your recent argument spiraled into something much more complicated than the actual topic itself. In your eyes, Namjoon was smothering you. You had brought up that he never trusts you enough to hang out late with your friends, or even so much as have a normal conversation with a guy. Apparently, that didn’t sit right in his stomach. 

“You’re being over-dramatic, Joonie, all I want is space! That’s all!” 

“So, I try to protect what’s mine from guys who are trying to steal you from me, and now I’m suddenly a dictator?” He seethes, pacing back and forth while you watched from your spot on the couch. “Honestly, Y/n, I have a feeling this isn’t about me.” 

“Oh? Then what is this about? Enlighten me, with your high IQ.” 

“You like the attention. Every time we go out with your so called ‘guy-friends’ you make sure I get pissed off! You like getting a reaction out of me.” 

“You’re insane.” You shake your head, standing up from the couch. “There’s no way you’re that full of yourself, that you actually think my life revolves around making you jealous.” 

Namjoon shrugs his shoulders in such a condescending way, all you could do was scoff. 

“Whatever, be that way. I’m going out, or do you wanna tag along and make sure I don’t try any funny business with the bartender - like I supposedly did the last time.” You grabbed your keys from the coffee table, hurrying to put on your shoes. That argument ran longer than you expected, so now you were late. 

Now it being his turn to shake his head, he plops his tall frame onto the couch, resting his hands behind his head. “Nope. Have fun.” 

Halting for a split second, you turned your head in his direction with a raised eyebrow. Namjoon did nothing but take out his phone, his focus on the small screen rather than your retreating form heading for the door. 

“You’re being for real?” 

This time he didn’t even respond with words, just a low grunt. Rolling your eyes at his sudden immature behavior, you decided to take advantage of this little ounce of freedom you had tonight - having a feeling by the time you got back, it would be right back to the over-protective Namjoon. 

But, little did you know - you would be mistaken.

Three weeks have passed since your little argument, and you were starting to catch on to a pattern about now. Every time you would tell him you were going out, or you would be home late, all he did was grunt. Grunt, grunt, grunt. The only time you would get a worded response was when he came home from practice, and told you he was going to bed. 

It was starting to drive you nuts, the fact that he’s now putting little to no effort in knowing what you did anymore - like he didn’t even give a shit if you ever came back or turned up dead. Not to mention, if we were being honest, you two haven’t fooled around in those three weeks. Since you’d be coming home late, he would either be in the bed already or passed out on the couch. Usually he would be wide awake, waiting for you, and sometimes it ending in the both of you having lazy sex before bed. 

But, ever since that argument - you’ve gotten nada. And it’s made you bitchy beyond belief. Him ignoring you was definitely icing on the bitter cake. By now, you had figured it out. He was doing this on purpose. 

“Are you fucking serious with this, Namjoon? You’re being so childish for no reason, all I want is for you to trust me - I hate that this was the only way for me to get freedom, but now I’m over it.” Not even a grunt this time; your blood pressure was definitely going through it at the moment. “Kim Namjoon - I know you hear me talking to you!” 

Marching up straight to him, you didn’t hesitate to grab his phone out of his hand, catching him completely off guard - but didn’t mean he was going to give you the satisfaction of letting you know that. But, you did happen to catch the faint smirk that was slowly creeping onto his face. He was enjoying this. 

“You think this is funny? What point are you exactly trying to prove here, huh?” Namjoon leans backward with his hands behind his head, the smirk no longer hidden as he stared up at her with a glint of mischief in his eyes. 

“Tch, someone’s a little on edge. Feeling a bit frustrated? Angry? Am I giving you enough space - wouldn’t want to be smothering you, baby.” 

“So, you are still heated about what I said.” He loftily shrugs. Sighing, you place his phone on the coffee table before straddling his waist. Having to bite his lip to keep from groaning at the position, Namjoon tries to look anywhere else but at you. “Joonie, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. And to be honest…It was more fun to go out, and have you be jealous all the time. It was sort of a fucked up way of showing me that you cared - at least the nights you didn’t come, you would at least wait up for me. But, now you don’t do anything, and that scares me. I feel like I made you stop caring…”  

Subtly, you slowly start to grind - making the poor boy’s eyes start to pop out of his head as he still fought not to look at you. “I’ll admit…sometimes I get touchy with my guy friends to get a reaction out of you - but I can’t help it. You just look so sexy when you’re mad, Joonie~” 

He couldn’t stop the moan that escaped when you started to grind a little harder, his hands subconsciously gripping your waist tightly which he grit his teeth to keep from making anymore sounds. Now it being your turn to smirk, you lean in closer to where he could feel your breathing fan over the side of his face, mouth now slightly agape as you blew cold air into ear. Mentally cursing himself for wearing sweatpants, it was very obvious that he was enjoying what you were doing - him too missing these late night sessions. He only did all this to prove a point, sure he was correct all along in the end, but now he no longer gave a shit. 

As soon as your tongue connected with his hot skin, then followed by your lips to finally your teeth - Namjoon needed you now more than ever. 

“I do like the attention, I do~ Please pay attention to me again, Joonie. I won’t go out as much anymore, I’ll stop making you jealous on purpose, just please - I need you.” You had his attention, alright. 

And then some ;)

Hoseok

➸  It’s not like he was doing it just to spite you, it was his job. It’s not his fault that he’s busy, out there doing what he loved, while thousands of fans cheered him on. But, that didn’t mean he had to completely shut you out.

Unintentionally speaking, you knew how extra your boyfriend could get when he performed  - it was just how he was. Hoseok was a perfectionist when it came to choreography, it was another language he spoke, his passion.

 Anytime something would pop into his head for a new dance move to try, just like Suga, away went the rest of the world. It didn’t matter if it was Tinashe herself, Hobi wouldn’t notice - he was in the zone. And, man, was it hard to get him out of there. You would know. 

You were currently trying now. 

After returning home from a long day of your activities, all you were looking for was just a little cuddle time with your favorite ray of sunshine. The thought of him waiting for you with open arms was enough to bring you out of your funk just a little bit…until you heard the music blasting from upstairs. And that only meant one thing: Hobi’s in the zone.

 But, not this time, you thought. Tonight you were going to get his attention back no matter what. He would be leaving soon for their world tour, and dammit if you didn’t get at least one night of some loving before he left, you swore you would be salty the whole entire time he was gone. Or until you ate some food - whatever comes first. Shedding out of your day clothes and into a loose tank with some spandex shorts, you decided that, today, you were in the mood for a little dance lesson. 

The beat of the music shook your insides more, the closer you got to the dance studio next to your shared bedroom. Not even bothering to knock, there in his sweaty glory was none other than the dance junky himself - Jung Hoseok. Grinning slyly at how smooth and precise his movement was, you couldn’t help but to stop and take a minute to admire his technique. He and Jimin don’t play when it came to dancing, that’s for sure. His dancer hips was a personal favorite of yours. Even with all the mirrors that surrounded the room, Hobi still didn’t notice you walk in - his eyes literally trained on every step, every hip thrust, every facial expression that he made to burn it into his mind, until it felt natural.  If it wasn’t for you turning off the lights, nearly bursting out laughing when he screamed, he probably never would have noticed. 

“Y/n? Is that you?” He whimpered. 

Turning the lights back on, you could no longer hold in the cackles when you saw the look on his face. Even though you didn’t do it often, for his sake, you loved scaring him when you had the chance. He was the king of facial expressions, making it 10x more fun. 

“Yah! Stop laughing!” He pouts, rushing over to pause his music. “When did you get home, I didn’t even-”

“Hear me come in? Yeah, I know. Not too long ago, just wanted to come up and join in the fun.” You watched as his eyes scanned your attire, before a playful scoff is his only reply. “What?”

“Jagi, you can’t dance.”

“I can hold a beat!” You defend. “Besides, even if I can’t, I still got the world’s best dance teacher in the world. Not to mention the best boyfriend, who would love to teach the best girlfriend a few moves~”  

You bat your eyelashes as your tread closer to where he stood. Hoseok, not being able to resist when you acted like this, sighs before nodding his head. 

Leaning closer to pinch your cheeks, he restarts the music and rushes to stand behind you. “Alright, first you set your feet like this. Good, now, just simply swing your hips from side to side.” Doing as you were instructed, you weren’t expecting him to straight up start giggling in your ear. “N-Not like that - oh god…” 

“What?” You couldn’t help but laugh along with him. “What am I doing wrong, we haven’t even started yet!” 

“Exactly, you’re just that bad.” He continues to giggle. 

Pursing your lips at him through the mirror, the ghost of your grin from earlier made an appearance, as now was a more perfect time than any - finally being close enough to get what you’ve been wanting for the longest. Swiftly turning on your heel before he had time to catch his breath, you snaked your arms around his neck, pulling him closer than physically possible. If words could describe the look on his face - priceless.

“Jagi? W-What are you doing?” 

Using one finger to trace the back of his neck, you could practically feel him shiver at your touch. “You’ve been ignoring me for far too long, Hobi. I understand that this is important to you, I do. But, am I not important anymore?” 

He gulps, hands still upon your hips, the sensual beat of the music still playing in the background. Shaking his head slowly, eyes fluttering as you continued to tickle the back of his, Hoseok licks his lips once he found the right words. 

“Of course you are, I-I just..I’ve been busy lately, that’s all. You know how this tour is gonna be big for us, and I’ve just been-I’ve b-been-ah~” 

Not expecting you to just lean in while he was talking, and practically nip at his throat, Hoseok tightens his grip on your hips as small gasps fell from his lips. The faint taste of salt hits your tongue as it decides to join in the assault, marking him deeply to get your point across. 

Pulling away with a small pop, you marveled in the fact the he practically whined at the loss of contact. “I just wanted to give you a sneak preview of what you’ll miss out on when you leave. I could give you the full show, buuut…you seem busy~”

Before you could even think about pulling away, Hoseok didn’t even loosen his grip upon your hips, only tugging you even closer - until you could blatantly feel what you’ve just done to him. 

“Never too busy for you, princess. You officially have my attention~”  

Jimin

➸ Jimin thought it would be funny to ignore your desire for kisses all day. When you would lean in for a small one, he would swerve the other way. When you asked nicely, he’d make it seem like he would finally give you what you wanted - only to whisper a small ‘sike’ and run away. Even when you tried to sneak one, he was childish enough to hit you with a goddamn pillow.

You were not happy.

You wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine - you just didn’t know where to start. Jimin was slick, he was slippery - his friends made it look so easy to trick him, but whenever you tried, it always ends up blowing up in your face. What were you doing wrong?

“You’re trying to out-think Jimin with your brain, noona.” Jungkook would chuckle, patting your head.

“Is that not the normal thing to do when you want to trick someone?”

“Well, yeah, but he’s used to that type of method by now. I mean, all six of us have done it to him that way numerous of times. He’s expecting it.”

“Then, what do you propose I do - oh, wise Jeon Jungkook?” You raised up from laying face down on the couch, your eyebrow soon following. “Because, by all means, I’m all ears.”

The maknae does nothing but grin for a moment, before shrugging his shoulders. “Isn’t it obvious? You’re a woman, Y/n, his woman. Use that to your advantage - make him want you, instead of the other way around. You can trick him in a way us guys never could - with lust.”

You stayed silent as you stared at the younger with a disturbed expression. But, after a moment of replaying the advice in your head, it was scarily starting to make sense. Thanking him for his help, you make your way to your shared bedroom to change into something a little more…appropriate.

It was movie night in the BTS dorm, which was the perfect time to play out the maknae’s pure genius advice. Everyone was winded down, dressed in their pajamas and ready for you to start the movie. The only problem was - you were no where in sight. Taking a look around, Jimin asked Jungkook where you might have gone - since he was last to be with you.

“She went to go change, I think.” 

Smirking at the mere thought of you changing, Jimin thought that would be the perfect opportunity to tease you a little before the movie stared - then he could tease you some more while it played. Already so confident in his plan as he practically skipped to your shared bedroom, you could just imagine the color draining from his face once he caught sight of what you had changed into. You were wearing one of his shirts with a pair of boy shorts underneath. How he knew that, you wonder? When he walked in, you were practically bent over - searching for a movie that was kept in a little cabinet next to his bed - giving him a full view on what he’s been missing out on, all day long. 

You wouldn’t have known he came into the room until he let out a small, almost inaudible, whine from the door. A slow grin crept onto your face, as you did everything in your power to make your current position even more sensual than it already way. Wiggling your hips slowly, making it seem that you were trying to take some of the pressure off your knees, you could practically hear him drooling at the door. Hm, not too fun being a tease now is it? 

Deciding to finally stand, you played it off as if you hadn’t heard him come in, feigning innocence. “Oh, I didn’t see you there! Sorry I took so long, I was looking for your favorite~” 

You handed him the movie while keeping his intense eye contact. His mouth still hung open slightly as he stared, what he just witnessed left it dry and unable to produce words. It wasn’t until you slowly wrapped your arms around his shoulders, tilting your head to the side. You didn’t miss the subtle way his eyes trailed down the path of your exposed neck - your hair being up, and giving him full visual of the unmarked skin. 

“Is something the matter, ChimChim? You look a little troubled.” His mouth slowly closed followed by a lick to his bottom lip. Dropping the movie you had given to him, he went to wrap his arms around your waist - only for you to roughly grip them and pin him to the wall next to the door. Where that boost of strength came from was beyond him, but it sure was a turn on. 

Your innocent act didn’t take long to fly out the window, your face now just as dark and menacing as his. No longer having the patience to talk, you slowly lean in toward his plump awaiting lips, them parting slightly once again - anticipating the feel of yours after a whole day of avoiding them. But, the satisfying warmth your lips would give never came - making the boy scrunch his eyebrows in confusion. It wasn’t until he felt them attach to that spot below his ear, that his face instantly relaxed as a breathy moan fell from his own. 

But, as fast as the pleasure came - it was quick to go, as well. Back came the scrunch in his eyebrows as his eyes fluttered open, his breathing coming out in pants as he now stared at you with bewilderment. 

“Aw, you didn’t think after all the shit you’ve pulled today, I would give you what you want so easily, did you?” Looking down for a second, you bit your lip to keep from giggling at the painfully noticeable hard on he now had. 

“J-Jagi, you can’t leave me like this!” He practically whimpered, begging you with his eyes. “I’m sorry I was being a little shit all day - I promise I’ll make it up to you, please I need you so bad…”

“Will you be a good boy for me, Jiminie?” 

He gulps before nodding. “Y-You have my attention.” 

Taehyung 

➸ this gif is pretty explanatory lol 

Jungkook 

➸ as well as this one. 

Okay, so a few people have shown interest in hearing an unpopular fma, so here goes: Hohenheim was not a good father. Now, before anyone immediately disagrees, I’d ask you to please hear me out, because I do have a real argument for this, and it isn’t just a post bashing Hohenheim. (And this analysis will be talking about fmab Hohenheim, because there’d be a whole lot more to say about 03 Hohenheim)

Before I say anything else, I’d like to start by saying that I like Hohenheim as a character. The way he was written was compelling, and he added so much to the plot and development of other characters. He tries his best to be a good person, and at heart, just wants to do what’s best for the people around him. And there’s absolutely no doubt that he loved his wife and two sons more than anything else in the world. And I’ve seen people argue that that fact alone makes him a great parent. However… that doesn’t automatically make him a great father, or even a good one.

Loving your child is not the only requirement of a parent. Being a good parent requires you to be there for your kid, to encourage them, to help shape the kind of person they are. It requires being an active presence in your child’s life. And Hohenheim just didn’t have that. He left his wife and two kids at home when both Ed and Al were toddlers, and went off to travel. I understand why he had to leave, and I’m not saying this wasn’t something important. But the fact of the matter is that he left his home, and he didn’t return, didn’t even spare the time for a simple phone call for over ten years. Ten years. And he didn’t even bother calling his family to check in on them. I probably wouldn’t even be making this post if he decided to give Trisha a phone call every couple of days and talk to the boys.

He found out about his wife’s death ten years after it happened. He had no idea one of his sons became a state alchemist until three years after the fact. He just wasn’t there for so much of his sons’ lives, to the point where Ed doesn’t even recognize him as his dad anymore. Hohenheim didn’t fulfill any of the duties a father is typically supposed to fulfill, and he wasn’t there for his children at a time when they needed him most and were left on their own. Had he been at home with Ed and Al, their human transmutation attempt might not have even happened! They lived by themselves for ten years only loosely supervised by Pinako, then Izumi, then nobody.

When Hohenheim did decide to return to Resembool after ten years, there’s no doubt in my mind that he was ecstatic at the prospect of seeing his family. He obviously loved them immensely, and that love and need to protect them was one of his main reasons for leaving in the first place. But he returned to a burned down home and two broken sons (one if you count the fact that Hohenheim only met up with Al muuuuch later on in the series then Ed). This was a direct result of his bad parenting because had he been there for Ed and Al, had he been active in their lives, there would have been so much less tragedy.

Someone could argue that when Hohenheim came back for the Promised Day, he was there at a time when his sons needed him most… but what about all the other times? What about the night Ed and Al attempted human transmutation? What about Ed’s painful automail recovery? What about the time when Ed decided to become a state alchemist? Being there for one huge moment of your child’s life and helping them then doesn’t redeem you for leaving them to their own devices for over ten years without a word. He played a minimal role in raising his kids in the couple years he did stay at home with them, then left them to grow up on their own without a dad.

Hohenheim was a good person, and he loved his family so much, but like I said earlier, love alone doesn’t make you a good parent. It requires playing an active role in raising your children, and let’s face it: Hohenheim couldn’t do that.