because walking around in your underwear while listening to music is the way to go

hugealienpie  asked:

I see prompts are open yay! Please tell me all about Ford finding out about Bitty and Jack.

Ooh, this is interesting, because I don’t feel like it’d be an announcement, but just something Ford finds out when Jack visits or the like. I mean, it could go the other way, like Lardo could be, “heads up, Bitty’s dating our ex-captain” and Ford would be like, “okay? why are you telling me?” (She’s a theatre background, what is a Bad Bob to her?) I think she’d be pretty chill with it, and coming from theatre, like being gay is not an issue, esp in college (and even at the professional level) and esp if we go with the oft reblogged “Ford is gay” headcanon.

But here is a small fic that is only half based on the above…

Ford double checks the dozens of pages Lardo has given her for the upcoming roadie. She thought dealing with dressing room allocation was hard (and it is, one hundred percent) but figuring out room allocations is somehow worse, particularly when she’s new, and hockey players are more superstitious than the girl who played Johanna in Sweeney.

“So, who was it I’m meant to pair Oliver with?” Ford asks, grabbing for the red pen she’d stuck into her bun earlier. She comes out with a green one. It’ll do.

“Wicks. But really, he’d be fine with any of the guys in his year.”

Ford makes a note on one of the pages. “Okay, then I think I’m–Oh, shit.”

“What is it?” Lardo looks up from her sketchbook.

Ford double checks through all her sheets before she says anything. She’s not worrying, because there’s no time for that, she’s just already hating the amount of extra work she’ll need to do to fix things.

“I’ve left Eric, um, Bitty,” Ford corrects herself, still getting used to hockey nicknames, “off the rooming list.”

“Oh, that. Nah, you’re good.” Lardo goes back to her drawing. “He stays with his boyfriend when we’re playing up there.”

“Boyfriend?” Ford double-checks.

“Yeah. He’s in Providence. And he’ll drive Bitty to the games and practices and stuff. Should’ve emailed you that. My bad.”

“That’s fine.” Ford grabs another pen from her hair, forgetting she already has one in front of her. It’s red this time. “Just thought I was going to have to redo an entire afternoon’s worth of work.”

“Right,” Lardo says. “I can see why the minor freak out.”

“Excuse you, I did not freak out.” It’s half a lie. Ford has so many notes on these sheets, but she’s not freaking out, she’s managing. It’s all part of it.

Lardo looks up and smiles at her. “Knew you’d be fine at this.”

Ford takes the compliment with a gracious nod, and goes back to ticking off the rooming list against the team names. All accept Eric.

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Thin Walls (Jaehyun x Reader)

Rating: M, as hell

(A/N) Hey! Long time no see! It’s been a minute since I last posted something or filled a request, and the guilt of not doing so was slowly eating away at me lol I managed to throw this one together after forever and it took so long because I was struggling hard core on the actual smut. It’s just so difficult trying not to repeat a scene I’ve done previously in the exact same way, etc. But finals are coming up, and I’ll be trying my darndest to chip away at these requests as best as I can! Hope you all enjoy this one!!!

Originally posted by oh-prankster

Moving to one of the biggest cities, you had your hopes high, but not too high. You knew it wasn’t a perfect place, with perfect people who had perfect lives and perfect apartments. There were the dumpster divers, the druggies in the alleyways, and the snobs that flaunted their glittery 24 caret plumage on their wrists and necks, suffocating themselves with mink coats and expensive cigarettes. But you were determined to ignore all of it, the people who mattered were like you; starving, but alive, living their big dreams regardless of the struggle. You clung to those people, the places they frequented, and learned to love and appreciate the side of this city that was your new home. You were stable and free now, able to pursue the things you enjoyed and make a living to support yourself. 

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what to do if you are feeling gross

so sometimes I’m just sitting around being lazy, watching tv or getting distracted by internet things, or I’ve eaten too much or I’ve just had a super long day. and sometimes I’m even aware of how much of a blob I am being, I’m sure this happens to other people, too. anyways I wanted to share this little list to motivate me/others to stop being a blob:

1. very very first thing. shut off your internet. put all the tv and stuff out of reach. this is really important, but you will feel 100% better afterwards.

2. uncover your windows, let natural light filter in. if you can/want to open them, that’s also fantastic. it really helps lighten your mood, always makes me feel more connected with the rest of the world.

3. put on some music. it’s ok to use your phone/computer for this, but remember to just keep it away from arm’s reach. also, you can use whatever music you’d like, but I suggest something soft, like Frank Sinatra or Beegie Adair or Jack Johnson.

4. take a walk. look at the colors and plants people surround themselves with. pick out houses/buildings you like. look at the sky, listen to what’s going on around you. I don’t generally listen to music for this because I like to feel grounded when I walk, but if you’re more of a song person that’s okay, too. it’s really easy to forget how long it’s been since you’ve had some fresh air.

5. take a bath. if it’s hot out, turn on a fan and cool down the room so you’re all cosy in the water, put in some bubbles and scents. grab a book or magazine. exfoliate, do your nails, put on a face mask. throw yourself a little spa day. when you get out, put on lotion, put on new underwear and soft, comfy clothing.

6. make your favourite cup of tea or coffee, or maybe pour yourself some lemonade or just cold water is fine too.

7. go sit in a common area of your house, like a living room or dining table. if you’re not home alone and don’t want to be bothered, gently voice it to the people around you or go sit somewhere else where you feel comfortable and relaxed. just get out of the same walls, find a change of scenery. you could even leave and go to a café or a park if you’d like.

8. do some writing/doodling. whenever this happens, I always like to use a spare piece of printer paper or something not connected to a notebook so I’m less attached to it and less likely to care about the way it looks. let the pen do its own thing, don’t worry about messing up. if you feel that you’re getting frustrated, step away and do something else.

9. make some lists. this is one of my favourite pastimes. list nice things that you’ve seen recently that you think you’ll forget later on. list little details of your dreams, list things you want to do in your favourite season, list recipes you’d like to try. the possibilities are endless.

10. cook/bake something. important reminders—if you don’t find this relaxing, don’t do it!! find another hobby that you love where you can enjoy doing something productive. also, even if you’re making something fantastic, be sure not to snack too much or overeat (I’m very prone to this). you could also make something for a friend or a neighbour!! people always enjoy a heartfelt craft made by someone who cares.

11. catch up with an old friend or family member. ask them out for coffee or something, it’s always nice to talk. trust me, they will very much appreciate you reaching out.

12. write a letter to someone. you do not have to send it.

13. go to a park and look at the flowers or sit in the grass. grab a sketchbook, some sudoku, a book, a puzzle, your thoughts, or anything else you could tinker with while enjoying the fresh air. something to make your brain work a little.

there’s more, of course, but this is all I can really come up with at the moment—I hope it works! now get off that web and have a good time!!

Close as Strangers: Chapter 11

Close as Strangers: Chapter 11

Word count: 6.2k

Genre: High School au, angst, smut  

This is dedicated to one of my best friends, thank you for being my friend and putting up with my weird ass. Thank you for reading my works and helping me want to keep writing even when I feel overwhelmed. Love you to death @kae-popx have a wonderful birthday, you deserve it! 

Chapters: one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight | nine | ten

Originally posted by sugutie

You and Yoongi were bringing your stuff down to the foyer when the doorbell rang. You had woken up only about fifteen minutes ago. You were so tired but you lazily went and opened it to a sleepy looking Jungkook. He smiled and walked in, giving you a kiss and brushing hair from your face.

“Morning, Jungkook.“ you rubbed the sleep from one eye.

“Hi, love. Do you want some help with your bags?” He asked. He became very smiley all the sudden. His hand suddenly slid down your back and cupped your ass, squeezing it quickly. All you could do was gasp and he was out the door with one of your bags. Yoongi had already taken his but came back for his pillow and backpack.

“You okay, Y/N?” Yoongi asked.

“Yeah,” you unfroze, you were definitely awake now. You grabbed your backpack and blanket. Then you and Yoongi said goodbye to your parents and his parents.

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Punk (Chap. 5)

Summary: You’re head over heels for your best friend Bucky and hate the nickname he gave you as it doesn’t exactly scream romance.

Word count: 2942

Warnings: Same as always

A/N:  FYI on Chap. 4 I had to go back and make a minor change bc of a continuity error.  Bucky’s hair is short (think TJ Hammond style) in this fic and i slipped up an put in a man-bun note (it’s my weakness). Sorry!  Now, back to the story….

Abandoning Wanda in your closet to hunt through the mass of new clothes you’d unceremoniously shoved in there earlier, you raced down the floor towards Nat’s room, ready to call the whole night off after that disaster of a dinner.  You rounded the corner and attempted to stop short but your socks had no grip and you crashed into a wall of muscle.  “Sorry, Sam,” you mumbled.  “You okay?” Sam laughed and steadied you back on your feet.

You heard Bucky snort from behind and winced. Great, he’d just seen you stuff your face full of Chow Mein and apple pie and now he caught you hurdling down the hallway like the giant boulder from Indiana Jones.  “He’s fine,” Bucky clapped him on the back.  “Not even you could crack this thick skull.”  

And with that he pulled Sam’s sweatshirt hood over his eyes and gave him a noogie before guffawing like a doofus and racing past you with Sam hot on his heels.

“Ay yo!  What the hell’s that mean?!” he hollered.  “And don’t touch my hair, man!”  Sam’s voice carried down the hallway as he chased your best friend.  A loud thud and muffled ‘ooof’ confirmed that he’d caught up to him and apparently rugby tackled him in the living room.

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Massage Therapy (2/2)

Massage Therapy 2/2

Bucky x Reader

College AU

This was written for @bionic-buckyb ‘s 5K Challenge

Prompt: “Do not try and twist this around to be my fault when it’s clearly yours.”


Summary: Bucky harbours a crush on you and asks you to help him with an assignment. Things don’t turn out as planned.

Warnings: Lots of swearing (I forgot to add that as a warning last time. SORRY!) SMUT. Oral sex (female receiving), unprotected sex (I guess they didn’t have time to work out the logistics? WEAR A CONDOM FOLKS).

WC: 2569

AN: It’s really wordy. And I know nothing about kinesiology or muscle groups or massage therapy so please don’t get upset.

The response to Part 1 was absolutely mind-blowing. I feel a lot of pressure that Part 2 will make a lot of you happy so I do hope you all enjoy it. Also, I’ve tried to tag everyone who’s requested to be tagged BUT I wasn’t able to save the asks that I replied to privately so I hope that I didn’t miss anyone and I won’t tag anyone under 18. Sorry folks but that’s illegal.


Wednesday arrived quicker than anticipated and you found yourself looking forward to what the evening held. You knew that your makeup would be ruined after a massage so you opted to be comfortable and go without.

Bucky had texted you earlier in the day to confirm what time to meet and you both agreed that late evening would be best. You figured you could go straight to bed afterwards seeing how the day before you had pulled an all-nighter to finish one of your essays.

Knocking on the door, you felt slightly nervous. You had had massages before but the therapist was never a friend. You weren’t sure if it would be uncomfortable or awkward but you didn’t have time to dwell on it as Steve quickly opened the door, pulling you into a hug.

“Y/N! How are you?”

“Fine,” you replied, your voice muffled into his chest.

He released you and you smiled up at him, “Bucky ready for me?” you asked.

Steve laughed, “In a manner of speaking.” You looked up at him, quizzically and he cleared his throat, “He’s in his room. I’m ah, heading out so you two enjoy yourselves.” He gave you a wink.

It was your turn to laugh, “Not sure how much enjoyment he’ll be getting out of this, but I’m certainly looking forward to it.”

You opened Bucky’s door and walked in. You had been in his room before but he had transformed it into a sanctuary of sorts. Soft music played in the background, candles cast a glow, and the room smelled faintly of lavender.

“Bucky?” you whispered and jumped when he came out of his ensuite bathroom.

“Why are you whispering?” he asked.

“I don’t know. It’s … so peaceful here. The mood called for whispering. That was weird. Sorry.”

He walked up to you and peered at you. “You look different.”

You blushed. “Yeah, I’m not wearing any makeup. I figured, it would get all smeared anyway so what’s the point?”

He kept staring and you squirmed under his gaze, “Quit it, you weirdo.”

He shook himself and smiled tensely at you. “So, uh, I’m going to leave the room. And you… you need to get undressed and climb on the table. Lay! Lay on the table.” He quickly made his way out. “Just holler when you’re ready.”

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Earned it ♡ Grayson (smut)

Summary: You come home from a long trip and Grayson and you have a fun night celebrating you’re back.

Word count: 2.195


It was late in the afternoon, and you were feeling mentally and physically exhausted. You just got back from a two week trip that your boss had dragged you into, and because you didn’t want to let him down you decided to come with him and all your colleagues, who were just as excited as you. Not.

The trip had not exactly been what you expected it to be (it was horrible) and you were delighted to be back. You had missed your boyfriend Grayson very, very much and you were craving his jokes and smile that made your day, no matter how you felt.

Since you guys lived together you had never spent a night apart, so to be gone for two weeks felt extremely weird. You missed his laugh, his love, his stories and falling asleep every night next to him. You wanted to hug him, touch him and definitely do some other things too…

You always thought that being away from him for a couple of days wouldn’t drive you insane, but the shirtless pictures that he sent in the second  week made your knees weak.


You drive into the lane of your house and see to your unpleasant surprise that the lights inside were off and the curtains upstairs were closed. Weird…
Normally around this time of the day Grayson would be back from work or whatever he was doing.

Sometimes it got late, when he needed to edit a long video or he was having a fun time with Ethan, but that was very rare. He loved to be home and spend as much as time as he could with you.

And especially today; you just got back from being away for such a long time and he said he missed you like crazy. Why wasn’t he home to greet you then? With a strange feeling in your stomach you park your car, grab your bags and drag them with you to the door.

You let yourself in and somehow manage to get to the kitchen were it was also completely dark. You turn the lights on, turn around and notice a present that Grayson had left you.

A beautiful bouquet of flowers was standing in a vase and a red, plastic box was placed on the kitchen table. With a goofy smile you walk towards it and see a small note hidden between the roses, which said:

I missed you like crazy, Y/N. I bought something for you (it’s in the box). Put it on and go upstairs. It’s time to celebrate.

Your cheeks heat up when you open the box. Your mouth drops at the sight of the present. Grayson had bought he most gorgeous pair of lingerie for you. You adored that he exactly knew what you liked. It was totally made out of lace and covered with lila coloured flowers.

You quickly put it on and are stunned at how Grayson knew your exact size. You didn’t know how he discovered that; maybe he just seeked through your underwear drawer.

But anyway, you thought it looked gorgeous on yourself. Just like any other girl you were sometimes insecure about your body, but oh boy, how you felt sexy you in this.

You leave your clothes and stuff for what they are, tuck your hair behind your ears, take a deep breath and try to calm your damn nerves. Why were you feeling nervous but excited at the same time? Maybe it was just because you hadn’t seen him in such a long time and you were a little tired from traveling all day.

You go upstairs and when you arrive on the first floor you see rose petals leading to the bedroom. You hold your step and when you listen closely, you hear soft music playing, coming from the bedroom. Your favourite song, Earned It by The Weeknd was playing. On your tippy toes you walk to the door and slowly open it.

(I very highly recommend you listen to this song if you continue to read this! In my opinon it makes reading it more enjoyable.)

As you enter the room you finally see the man of your dreams; Grayson Dolan. He was wearing nothing but only some boxershorts and just the sight of his biceps, pretty face, fluffy hair and pasty thighs made your heart beat faster.

He was just laying casually on the bed, looking like an angel as always. You had almost forgotton how handsome he was and feel suddenly extremely thankful that you had such a beautiful human in your life.

‘Y/N,’ is the only thing he says. His face brightens and he shuts his eyes for a moment, as if he couldn’t believe you were finally here. He quickly gets up and almost runs up to you. He lifts you up and swings you around like you weigh as much as a feather.

You wrap your arms around his neck while he spins you through the room, your heart swelling from joy. You giggle and when Grayson puts you down he stares at you like it’s the first time he sees you.

‘God, I missed you so much, Y/N. You have no idea how much I thought about going to Florida to come and pick you up. I thought I was going insane.’ You chuckle. ‘I missed you too, baby. I’m happy to be back.’

Grayson cups your cheeks and leans in to kiss you gently. The taste of his lips was so heavenly that you eagery press your body closer to his, wanting to taste and have all of him.

Your hands trail up and down his body to feel every muscle and every place on his skin you had missed while you were away. Was it just your imagination or were his arms even bigger than they were two weeks ago?

It felt like you could go on for hours, but Grayson eventually takes a step back. He locks eyes with you again and bites his lips. ‘What are you thinking?’ you ask quietly.

There is a moment of silence and you could feel the attraction like a magnet; the electricity was almost touchable and it was pulling Grayson and you towards each other.

‘Turn around,’ Grayson responds in a deep voice. It takes a moment before you notice the strict tone in his voice, something he always had when was in the mood. He wanted you. You could sense his arousement and his craving.

You do as he says and when you face the wall, Grayson puts his hands on your hips and puts his chin on your shoulder. When his breath hits your cold skin you shudder slightly. He was turning you on.

‘I missed you so much… Do you know how much I missed you, baby?’ His voice was thick of lust and you swallow the rock in your throat. ‘N-No…’  

‘Then I guess I’m going to have to show you, right?’ Grayson’s hands start to run up and down your thighs and your arms, and you gasp loudly when he gives your breasts a firm squeeze. 'Gray-’ you say, but he hushes you. 'Sshh… Tonight you can call me daddy.’

Your eyes grow wider and you were glad Grayson stood behind you so he couldn’t see you smiling like a goof. He had never spoken dirty to you like this, but hey, you weren’t complaining.

While one hand went back to your hip, the fingers of the other one began to draw tiny circles on your stomach, slowly trailing down to just above the waistline of your panties.

You held your breath in suspense, feeling a sudden heat between your inner thighs. He plays with the waistline of your panties, playfully tucking at it and you know he was teasing you.

'Grayson,’ you warn him. You feel Grayson’s cheeks become rounder and turning into a smile against the side of your face. 'Patience, baby.’ His lips grazed the skin of your shoulders and neck, making you feel all warm and tingly.

Of course you were enjoying every moment of this, but the fact that he was teasing the fuck out of you made the situation almost unbearable. You had been craving his body for two weeks; the only thing you wanted now was him to touch you. 'Grayson, please.’

His hands trail to the waistline of your panties again and finally his hand find it’s way in it. His hand is so close to the place where you really needed him right now, but he doesn’t touch you anywhere. Not yet. His warmth makes the heat grow heavier and you almost couldn’t take it anymore. He was irresistible.

Your panties were soaked and Grayson could feel that as well. 'So wet for me already… And we haven’t even started yet,’ he chuckled softly. Oh, how he was loving the power he had over you. He knew you were complete putty in his hands, and tonight wasn’t different.

You gasp for air when he finally stroked a finger against your clit, carefully feeling you between your slicked folds. You arch your back, but Grayson saw it coming and is able to hold you back, pressing you hard against his bare chest.
He runs two fingers up and down your folds. You breathe in sharply and close your eyes. 'Oh. Oh… Daddy…’

Grayson growled and he slowly pushed two fingers inside of you. You would have fallen over if Grayson didn’t pressed his hands to your waist, being determined to make you feel amazing tonight.

'Oh baby, I’m going to make you come so hard. You have no idea,’ he whispers into your ear as he starts to pump faster. His voice was deep and husky and didn’t sound like the usual. He was really loving this daddy-thing. And you were too.

A burning sensation was developing between your legs and you feel a familiar knot in the pit of your stomach. You knew you were slowly reaching an orgasm. 'Daddy… I’m close,’ you cry out.

You throw your head back over his shoulder as your legs start to shake uncontrollable. Just at that exact moment Grayson decides to stop and take his fingers out.

'Grayson!’ you whine, feeling frustrated. He was teasing the flying fuck out of you. 'You’re not coming until I say so. You have to beg for it, baby.’ You felt Grayson’s erection poke your ass. 'Daddy, please. I want you so bad. I need you,’ you begged, playing along.

Grayson growled approvingly while one hand went to your panties and he slips two fingers back again, dipping them inside with a practiced ease. You buck your hips upward to meet his movement, soft moans escaping your mouth. You hear Grayson grinning; he knew very well he was driving you wild.

His fingers stroked against your folds, your walls tightening around them. 'Oh… Gray,’ you moan in pleasure, eyes closed again. You moan even louder when he starts picking up the speed, his thumb vigorously rubbing circles on your clit.

'You’re close,’ he whispered into your ear, breathing heavily. He knew your body so well that he could feel it when you were close to reaching your climax. 'Yes, daddy,’ you whisper, your breath unsteady. You were losing it, and it was a complete mystery how you were still standing up straight.

Grayson’s tight grip on your waist was the support you needed at this moment. 'Say my name, baby. Say it,’ Grayson demanded. Your body wanted to twitch, but Grayson was still capable to hold you as still as possible, making sure you received the most pleasure as possible. 'Fuck. Daddy!’

Grayson curls his fingers and you squeal loudly; the heavenly sensation bursting and sending fire through your veins, which made your legs and hands tremble. Embarrassing moans were leaving your mouth, but you couldn’t help it. He was touching you just right.

Not that it was a surprise, though; he knew all your weak spots like the back of his hand. You dug your nails into Grayson’s arms and bite your lip, trying to contain the pleasure this boy was giving you.

Grayson curls his rough fingers even further, touching the almost impossible nerve to reach; and that was it for you; you come completely and totally undone. 'Yes… Just like that. Good girl,’ he praises you.

Your vision went white for a few seconds before the amazing sensation slowly faded away, leaving your core sensitive. Grayson kept gently stroking your inner walls until the last wave of your orgasm had ebbed way.

You sigh deeply, feeling content and deeply in love. After a minute of trying to get yourself together while Grayson kissed the crook of your neck, you turn around to meet his dark eyes.

'I love you so much, Gray,’ you say happily, smiling at him. Grayson’s lips curl into a big smile as his hands stroked your back. 'I love you too, princess. You look by the way incredibly sexy in that. Even better than I had imagined it.’

Your heart flutters at his sweet words. 'Thank you.’ You giggle when Grayson lifts you up and carries you to the bed. 'Now let’s really get started.’

Company | Brett Talbot

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

You Chose The Overconfident Brett 

Song inspo: Company by Tinashe

I don’t need the lovin’
So don’t make this something, see
I’m nothing like a girlfriend
I’m not like someone I’m supposed to be
And I just want some company, company
I just need some company
I just need some company
I just need some company

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After truth and dare, the party started to get a little boring. Everyone was either screwing their brains out or going home. I didn’t want to go home, I came to have a good time and a good lay. The only person who honestly intrigued me was Y/N. She had this energy around her that made my skin heat and blood boil.

Y/N leaned against a wall, drinking probably beer out of a red cup. Her legs looked tasty with those shorts on, the same shorts that accentuated her ass in the most magnificent way. I had to leave here with a victory and you bet I was for damn sure leaving with that sex symbol. I walked over to her and stood in front of her.

“Talbot, how may I help you?”
“I’m a horny teenager slash shark who needs to feed”
“So why do you need me?”
“Don’t play coy, right about now, you look like a juicy, fresh, thick bag of meat,” Brett leaned in close to your face and nipped your bottom lip with his teeth.
“Just waiting to be devoured.”
He smiled at the significant change in your heartbeat because as he got close to you, his hand traveled up your side, his palm burning your skin upon contact.
“So, how about my place?”
Y/N appeared flustered and confused with what just happened. Brett caught her squeezing her thighs together to ease the wetness dripping into her panties.
“Let’s go.”
Brett smiled and took her hand to lead the way out of the party.

Brett allowed you to use his aux cord to listen to music. Forgetting that the phone was on shuffle, the speakers began to play Kiss it better by Rihanna. He smirked and kept his eyes on the road. Just as you looked away, you could feel a hand rested on your knee. You didn’t react until it traveled up your thigh and massaged your inner thighs. You considered letting Brett finger you right now in this car seat but decided against it. You grabbed his hand and moved it away when he looked at you, you gave him a wicked smile. Perhaps if he was Isaac, you would’ve let him but this was Brett and you wanted to torture him as much as he could bear it.

You leaned over the seat and rubbed little circles around his thigh. He didn’t move because he didn’t want you to think you were affecting him. Truth be told, it took a lot to impress Brett, considering how many girls he’d been with. You kissed along his neck, your hand now resting on his crotch, gently palming him through his jeans.

You reached for his zipper and slowly pulled it down the reached into his boxers to fish out his long, semi-hard cock. You couldn’t help but gape at how big it was. It was wasn’t fat or thick but it had to be around 8 inches and he wasn’t even fully hard. Brett smirked once he felt you pause, “What’s the matter, sweetheart? You can’t do the job?” You rolled your eyes even if he couldn’t see you. Your goal was to make this boy moan or groan by the end of this endeavor. You stroked his length up and down, just to get started.

Once again, Brett did not respond to your touches. You adjusted yourself in the seat and lower your face to his lap. Thankfully, your buns provided to be a confidence booster so you wouldn’t have to worry about any hair in your face. You kissed his tip as if it were his lips then you sank your head down halfway while stroking the base. Brett didn’t expect you to go straight for it and lost his concentration. The car veered to the left just a bit before he gained back control. Got him.

Brett tried so hard not to moan as your warm mouth suckled on his cock, lapping up the precum dripping out the tip. He could feel himself hardening against the underside of your tongue as you licked his shaft from bottom to top. In order to stop the upcoming moans, Brett tightened his grip on the wheel and closed his eyes to feel the pleasure of your warm and inviting mouth wrapped around his cock.  

A horn from another car jerked Brett out of his euphoria. He yanked on the wheel and flew his eyes open. You took a risk and sank a bit deeper, moaning to prevent gagging on his long erection.

“Ahh…god!” He groaned aloud.

You bobbed your head up and down, taking him further in you each time you went down. Your hands never failed to get the parts of him you couldn’t reach. Brett was now under your control. The car hit a bumpy surface and the next thing you knew, Brett’s hand was on your head.

“Just like that, oh my… Fuck me,” Brett’s moaning became louder and you knew what was to come. You let go of him and stroked him furiously. Once you felt him twitch you latched back on and swirled your head around. A burst of saltiness sprayed into your mouth cum his viscous fluid swam down your throat. You made sure to get every drop. Brett pulled you off of him in a hurry.

“If I don’t fuck you right now, I will murder the next person I see.”

You smiled at Brett’s hungry words and stepped outside of the car. You unbuttoned your shorts and slid them off. Brett watched you climb on top of the hood and lay with your legs spread out. Just as Brett got out the car, you pulled the bralette down and began to play with your nipples, rolling them in between your fingers and tugging on it to create friction. You moaned as you pleasure yourself and having Brett watch you, added to your enjoyment.

Luckily your eyes were closed so you couldn’t see his gold eyes shine in the dark as he watched you play with yourself. Brett locked his arms under your knees and kissed your clothed clit. You gasped as he began to suck on it through the fabric. Finally, he brought a claw to shred the underwear off so he could suck the juices that were built up while you blew him in the car. You arched your back towards his mouth, your hips practically rode his face as you moved up and down on his expert tongue. You were so close to an orgasm but Brett was getting impatient. He had to have you now.

Forgetting about a condom, Brett pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles, placed his hands under your knees, and rammed himself inside you. You both cried in relief, your walls immediately closed around him.

“Holy shit… Y/N, your so fucking tight, oh my God.”

Thankfully, your wet pussy allowed him to slide in and out. After a few thrusts, you came around him. Once you adjusted, Brett pushed all that he had so deep into you that you could feel the tip prodding against your womb. His pace picked up and he started to go hard and fast, the car moving a little with each deep thrust. You were both moaning and grunting as you both fucked on the car for anyone passing to see.

Reaching down with one hand, you circled Brett’s cock with your fingers as it slipped in and out of your pussy. Brett groaned at this new incredible feeling as no one had ever done that before. You used one of your wet fingers to touch your clit, rubbing it quickly, going with the rhythm of his thrusts.

Once you felt your stomach knot, you pulsed around his cock. Brett took note of that, placing one of your legs over his shoulder then wrapping a hand around your red choker. The new position allowed Brett to slam against your g-spot.

Headlights shone in your direction and you could hear a few gasps. You recognized one of the voices as Mason and Hayden, “Oh my God, is that, Y/N?”

Feelings of pure lust, mixed with the thrill of being exposed to your friends, coursed through your body as you laid panting on the car hood. Brett groaned, signaling the start of his orgasm as he too looked at the passing car.

“Oh fuck, I’m coming…”

Your tightening and release forced Brett to cum into you, your throbbing walls milking his hot, ropes of white cum. Brett still continued with some pretty powerful thrusts, making the both of your orgasms last. The car completely drove away as the two of you crashed.

His cock softened as he stood between your quivering legs, you softly moaned as it slipped out of you. The mixture of both cum had Brett thinking how it was going to leave a stain on his car. “So, you’re gonna clean my car, right?”
You chuckled at his sly comment, “only if you promise to fuck me like that again.”


SUMMARY - With Steve on a mission and Bucky in a meeting , you decide to have a little fun sexting. Things get dirty when Bucky comes back from the meeting . 

WARNINGS- daddy kink .SMUT , NSFW GIF , oral (MR , FR), phone sex 

WORDS - 3k+

A/N - This was completely Taw @supersoldierslover idea . Thank you so much . You know I love you .And I am so fucking happy that you liked it . If any warnings should be added pls send me an ask . I do not want to make anyone uncomfortable.

[ insert Steve and Bucky image , since my stupid wifi wasn’t uploading a pic]

Walking around the tower , eating biscuits , listening to music , talking to few of the agents , you spend the last hour waiting for Bucky to come back from the meeting .

2 WEEKS . Two weeks since Bucky and Steve were sent on different missions . Two weeks since you had seen either of them . Two weeks since you had touched yourself . Two weeks since you were properly fucked . Two weeks filled with burning desire to be filled , and to orgasm . But you still remember the last words uttered by your boyfriends before leaving for their mission .

“No touching . Okay baby doll . Behave and you will be rewarded .”

There was no way they’d know if you did pleasure yourself , but you wanted to behave . You knew if you refrained until the time they came , you’d cum harder than ever .

But now Bucky was back home in the tower , but you couldn’t do anything . The meeting was sure to last another hour . So you decided to have a little fun of yours .

You went back to the room , put on your sexy matching lingerie that you knew both of them liked .

It was pink in colour . They liked it because you looks sexy and innocent at the same time.

You stood in front of the mirror admiring the way it looked .Picking up the phone in your left hand , your right hand under your panties , you clicked a picture and send it to the group chat that you guys created for the three of you . A little teasing wouldn’t hurt .

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gif credit: @justinbiebergifs

A/N: Here’s a smutty blurb y'all, it’s been too long 😏

Watching Justin get dressed is one of your favorite things to do. Especially when the sun had just risen and the sky is still a mixture of bright oranges, soft yellows and a swirl of pink runs through the two colors producing a beautiful painting. You were still naked underneath the white sheets, there are splotches of red and purple marks on your skin. The harshest of them all sit at the base of your throat and you run your index finger down it. It’s still so sensitive that it makes you flinch and your thighs close on instinct at the memories that came flooding back.

You’re still half asleep but you can make out Justin’s frame in front of his dresser, a fluffly black towel wrapped around his hips and little drops of water cascading down his tattoo clad back disappearing down inside of the towel. You would’ve said good morning but when his towel dropped, the words got lodged in your throat and you decided to just admire the view.

Justin was one of the few guys who were actually blessed with an ass, you could actually grab onto it. You smile to yourself when you remember how you  did just that last night when he was inside of you.

You’d needed him deeper and all you could do was grab onto it to help sate your needs.

Justin slips on a pair of white Calvin Kleins and uses the towel to rub away the rest of the water on his chest and dry his hair. His hair was very short since he just got a buzz cut. You loved it but you also loved when he would grow it out a little. You loved running your fingers across his scalp, it makes him sleepy and you love the soft moans he lets out. The simple fact that you’re the one who causes him to produce such sounds boosts your ego.

Justin crosses the room still unaware that are you’re awake now, watching him. He goes to your vanity and plucks a large bottle that looks to be your favorite lotion. It’s your favorite scent, almond vanilla with a hint of lavender and sandalwood.

You look at him a little scandalized because you’d asked him if he’d been using it, since the last bottle didn’t last as long as it did before. He laughed it off and said no.

That liar.

But it makes you smile when you see him slather it on and bring his hands up to his nose, inhaling the warm scent.

It’s then you remember how much he loved the way you smell. Even last night while you two were underneath the sheets, as you rode him he’d brought you to his chest and held you close. Nose in your hair then running up the column of your shoulder and then his plump lips are on yours, the soft skin molding perfectly against yours making you whine in desperation. He made you crazy and he knew it. He really loved his affect on you, practically thrived on it and you were starting to think he was borderline obsessed with it.

Justin is grabbing a pair of grey sweatpants and slipping them on, the hem comes just under the waistband of the underwear and the harsh v cuts on his hips are visible. You switch positions, the move making you hiss in pain and you look up to see if he’s heard but he’s turned back towards his dresser unaware. You and Justin had gotten a little rough last night and you knew that walking today was going to be a bit of struggle but you didn’t mind, you’d wanted it and Justin had been so sweet afterwards.

When you’d finished after that round, he’d kissed all along your cheeks, forehead, lips and whispering how “you were such a good girl” “you’re so pretty when you cum” which is a little naughty to say in the moment but your lips had curved into a lazy smile at the compliment nonetheless, then he’d pull you onto his chest, where it’s warm and safe.

You shake your head and look at him to see Justin pulling on a plain white t shirt and his back muscles flex as his arms drop down and and this time you let out a moan loud enough for him to hear.

You couldn’t help yourself, the muscles brought you right back to when he was on top, just plowing into you. It feels good, so good and when his hand is dipping into the space behind your knee and hiking your thigh up, a guttural moan leaves your lips when he hits a particular spot that sends a tremor up your spine. Justin groans and stops mid thrust.

You look up at him confused, “Wh–”

“I-I need a second babe. I’m gonna cum if I keep going.” He’s focused with his eyes closed, his forehead is laying against yours and he’s breathing so hard you feel the warm air fan out over your face. His arms are shaking a little, you notice now from where they’re pushing down on the pillow where your head is. He’s really wrecked and you love it to be honest.

You run your hands up and down his sides, sometimes massaging the skin there then you move to his arms and finally to his chest. Then you tilt your head to the side and kiss the inside of his forearm before glancing up at him.

His breathing is evened out a little and  his bottom lip isn’t being held captive by his teeth.

“You ok baby?” You smile sweetly up at this beautiful man who is literally so breathtaking in this moment, you don’t even know how you’re even lasting right know.

He nods and he thrusts in slowly before dragging himself out and then back in. It’s a nice rhythm but you want him to go fast because you’re going to combust if he keeps going this slow and deep.

“Just-Justin go faster.” He doesn’t listen, just sticks to it.

Justin’s hands grab onto your hips and angles them up a little more, making him sink even deeper.

Ahh God! Justin please, go faster.” You pleaded with him, you were so close to crying because of how overwhelmed you were.

Justin snuggled his face into the crook of your neck, the tip of his nose hitting the space between your neck and shoulder, “you don’t like this?” “fuck, you’re squeezing me” “if i could stay inside you all day I would” “so warm, so tight”

It’s pathetic, the sounds you’re making and it’s all because of the taunts he’s whispering into your ear while he’s balls deep inside of you. If he wants to play like that then alright two could play this game.

You clench down around him as he’s pulling hips away, ready to take drive back in and it has Justin almost falling on top of you at the new sensation.

He’s squeezing his eyes shut and biting his lip hard. “Fucking shit!” He bellows.

Fuck! Fuck!” And all you can do is smirk at him.

He finally opens his eye and stares drunkenly at you, “You’re such a brat.” He smashes his mouth against yours and just like that you two are back to it. And he’s finally going faster.

His hands grab at yours to bring your arms above your head, and Justin weaves his fingers with yours holding onto them tight.

“So close.” You pant out and it sounds like a plea.

And Justin is literally kissing your breath away as he thrusts but you can tell he’s almost there. His hips start moving with a purpose and his mouth find a new home on your chest, his swollen lips just grazing the heated skin while his forehead his pressed firmly underneath your chin.

You hadn’t noticed he was saying something or a word actually over and over. You were too far gone, black dots start to cloud your vision and the only sound you hear is Justin panting your name along with a few curses in between.

You’re gonna make me cum.” He whines, Justin actually whines and it’s like music to your ears and then you feel his fingers pressing harsh circles onto your clit which blurs your vision completely.

Then it feels like something inside of you completely snaps and the feeling starts at your toes, it’s tingly and you don’t think you’ve cummed this hard before. Tears are falling and you’re completely spent but Justin is still chasing his release so you let him use you for his own.

And with each pass in, your pussy contracts around him and it makes his eyes roll to the back of his head. You’re so sensitive from the previous orgasms, that the fact another one is working it’s way through you right now is no surprise.

Your last orgasm is what does Justin in, he can’t take it anymore and he roughly thrusts in one more time before yelling out a harsh “Fuck” into your hair. He fills the last condom you two had and stays inside of you until he empties out.

When he goes to pull out, you both hiss and wince at the lost of contact. Justin ties off the condom before grabbing a wet washcloth and wiping you down. You visibly wince at the feeling and Justin apologizes.

When he settles back into bed with you, he’s whispering how much of a good girl you are for him and how much he loves you.

Your face is a little warm to the touch and it pulls you back into reality. You see the sun has finally made an appearance and the golden glow covers Justin entirely, his honey colored eyes glittering in the light,”You already ready to go again?“ Justin tuts at your sleepy form and when you smile sheepishly at him it takes everything in him to not just jump on you right there and then.

Reaction #13: His s/o flirting  or making him jealous with another member because they want his attention

SeokJin (Genie):

Jin will automatically go into protective mode. Usually he wasn’t much of the jealous type and trusted you as you trusted him. But seeing you act way too close for his liking to Namjoon, he started to get jealous. You were talking to Namjoon and sat closer to him second by second, looking way too interested in the conversation. You needed to talk to someone or do at least something to get your boyfriend to notice you since he’s been acting a little distant lately. All of the sudden, you felt a hand tap your shoulder. When you looked up, Jin was standing there and leaned in and said “Princess can I talk to you for a minute?” he said eyeing Namjoon. You got up from your seat and waved at Namjoon and followed Jin into your shared bedroom. Jin closed the door and stood there and asked “Princess I trust you and never get jealous, but it seemed like you were flirting with Namjoon, why?” you stood there, you felt your eyes slightly well up with tears. “It’s because I don’t feel like you want to be around me anymore.” you said softly, looking at the ground. You felt a hand lift up your chin. “I’m sorry y/n, I love you so much and I really do want to be around you, it’s just my schedule has gotten intense and when I come home I feel tired. I promise when I have my days off i’ll spend more time with you when I can.” You looked up at him and now you understood why he was being so distant. “I love you SeokJin, and i’m sorry you’re feeling so tired. Hey, why don’t we just make a meal and relax and watch tv together?” you suggested. “I have the best girlfriend/boyfriend ever!” he said smiling widely.

Yoongi (Yeon Ki Min):

You felt Yoongi was quite distant over the past couple of days. At first you didn’t pay much attention to it because you knew he was busy composing songs for their comeback. You would always tell Yoongi that he needed some rest, but he would always ignore you and said “Aish y/n can we talk about this later?” but in fact, he never did talk to you. You waited up for him to come to bed, pulled back the blankets for him so he wouldn’t have to do the extra work, waiting up for him to come to bed. But when he did, he didn’t talk about anything and just kissed your forehead and said “We’ll talk tomorrow, okay babe?” and then drifted off to sleep before you could barely get a word out. This was a routine that happened for 3 days straight but you finally got tired of trying to help him when in fact he was just ignoring you. In order for him to focus on you, you were slightly flirting with Hoseok to make him jealous. Every time Hobi would make you laugh you touched his arm and laughed loudly.  He would watch from a distance while looking over his lyrics, not being able to concentrate as he continuously kept shooting daggers over to you and Hoseok’s direction. One last time you touched Hobi’s arm and Yoongi got up and walked over to you and said “Yah! I can’t concentrate! y/n come with me for a sec.” You walked with Yoongi as he took your hand and led you to your shared bedroom. “Oh now you want to talk to me?” you said nonchalant. “Y/N don’t with me right now. You were obviously flirting with Hoseok.” he said slightly frowning waiting for an answer. He saw tears fill up your eyes and immediately he softened up. “I was trying to make you jealous so you could notice me. For the past few days you haven’t been paying attention to me when all I was trying to do was help you.” You explained. His expression softened as he wiped away the tears falling down your face. “I’m sorry babe, you’re right. I promise i’ll take it easy now, okay?” he said tilting his head a little, still holding your face. You nodded as he took you in a hug.

Hoseok (J-Dope):

Hobi wasn’t acting the way he always acted. He was usually upbeat and happy. But sometimes you noticed he would have his bad days but as long as he had you he was okay instantly. But now you saw he wasn’t acting a little strange. Every time he came home, he didn’t do what he always did. It would always be a tradition that when he came home, you would be waiting up for him and he would take you into his arms and spin you around. But recently when he came home he wouldn’t do the greeting and say “I don’t really feel like it right now babe.” and go straight to take a shower and then to bed. You have gotten a little more worried and would always ask him if he was okay and he would say he was fine, but you knew he wasn’t. So in order to get him to talk to you you had to get his attention. One day you came with Hobi to the dance studio where him and Jimin were doing some dances. While Hoseok stepped away to go get some water, this was your chance to get Jimin to help you make him jealous. “Hey Jimin, can you teach me a few moves from Lie?” “Sure” you responded with a smile and he started to teach you. You both were in the middle of practicing a few dance moves to “Lie”, both you and Jimin laughing when you fell as he lifted you up. All of the sudden, Hoseok came back and said loudly “what are you two doing?” you could tell he was jealous, but he was trying to hide it with a slight smile. “Hyung I was just teaching y/n the dance moves to Lie.” Jimin said. “Oh that’s great!” Hobi replied as if he wasn’t at least slightly jealous. He wanted to be the one to teach you dance moves and laugh with him when you failed but realized you both haven’t done that in a while and that’s why he was jealous. “Jimin, can you excuse us for a second?” Hobi asked Jimin as he nodded, your boyfriend taking your hand as you walked with him into another room. “Y/N, why didn’t you tell me you wanted me to teach you more choreography?” he said, you could hear the jealousy and hurt in his voice. “It’s because you never talk to me anymore like you used to. We never do our greeting anymore and I just feel like you’re getting tired of me.” you said as a single tear dropped down your face. Tears started to well up in his eyes too. After hearing you say that his heart stopped. He immediately took you into a hug, then kissing your forehead. “I never meant to do this y/n, i’m so sorry baby. We will forever from now on keep doing our routine okay?” he said. You nodded with a smile.

Namjoon (Monie):

“Namjoon can we talk for once?” you said, looking at your boyfriend rambling through trying to compose lyrics and music for their comeback. “Just give me a second baby, okay?” he said yet again the same thing he has said for the past week. He hardly even got any rest as he stayed up till 4 in the morning trying to compose songs, just to wake up early again to do the same. He wouldn’t even talk to you anymore, and you missed those little talks and rambling on about just anything just before you two fell asleep. You missed him pulling you into little cuddles as you two talked, both playing with each other’s hands, hair, or whatever it may be. But all that ever happened for a week was him constantly overworking himself and you were worried about his health. You refused to let this happen another night. You tried to change into his t-shirt and nothing else on but your underwear and go downstairs and see how he’d react. This was your usual go to charm to get him to focus and notice you, but again..nothing. He kept looking down trying to get everything in order and you could tell how burned out he was. It was currently 10 PM and you were fed up with trying to get him to listen. All of the sudden you said something that would definitely make him listen to you. You then called Jin on the phone to talk to him. Talking about random friendly things as you laughed loudly at something he has said. He heard you on the phone and a familiar voice along with yours. He quickly looked up at you, a frown on his face as he walked up to you quickly and asked “Are you talking to Jin on the phone?” he said, jealousy prominent in his voice with a hint of anger. You then told Jin that you’d call him right back and hung up so you could have this discussion with your now fully focused boyfriend. “Why does it matter to you? You don’t listen to me anyway.” you said nonchalantly, slight rolling your eyes. “Why do you have to call Jin, why can’t you just talk to m-” he then stopped realized in the middle of his sentence that you in fact did try to talk to him. He saw the tears fill your eyes as a single tear fell on your cheek. “I’m just worried about your health Joonie, that’s all.” you said, tears falling down your eyes. He softened up and only wanted to take you in his arms, which he did and gave you a long, lingering kiss on your forehead. “I’m sorry baby. I will pay attention to you more from now on.” he said. You nodded. He then scanned your body to notice you were wearing his t-shirt with just underwear and vocalized before biting his lip “Now can you please take care of me babygirl/boy?” as he picked you up bridal style.

Jimin (Christian Chim Chim):

Jimin was more quiet than he was around you. Usually Jimin was so affectionate towards you, never wanting to be away from you. He would always either compliment you, touch you, or communicate with you in general, so much you were starting to get suspicious of how Jimin was acting lately. Jimin was sitting down at the studio with his head in his hands. You tried to see what was up with him, walking up to him and placing your hand on his shoulder. “Jiminie what’s wrong? Talk to me please?” you pleaded, still trying to get Jimin to open up. “I’m fine.” he said,his voice low and head still in his hands. You still didn’t believe him. “Jimin you know you can talk to me about anyth-” “Y/N I SAID I’M FINE!” he yelled cutting you off. This caught you off guard because Jimin never acted like this. He would never yell at you like this. You stood there with a lump in your throat, tears forming in your eyes. “Okay fine.. if you’re not going to talk to me then I guess i’m done trying to help.” you said obviously fed up and storming out of the studio. He looked up at you with an expression like he wanted to say something. “y/n wait..” he said but you had already stormed out. You ran out of the room, tears in your eyes. “Why won’t he just talk to me.” You thought to yourself. While you were escaping quickly from Jimin, you so happened to bump into Tae while he was going back into the studio. “Y/N are you okay?” he asked worried about you. “I don’t know. I was trying to talk to Jimin but he wouldn’t open up to me. Instead of telling me he just..yelled.” you explained, tears endlessly streaming from your eyes. “Oh…y/n i’m sorry. I don’t know what’s happened to him.” he said, quickly offering open arms for a hug that you accepted. You then heard footsteps walking towards you, knowing it might be Jimin you said “Thanks Tae, I can always count on you to talk to me.” as you hugged him tighter. You were trying to make Jimin jealous, but you also slightly meant it. “Y/N…?” you heard a voice softly call behind you that you knew all too well. You and Tae both quickly released from your hug, as you turned around with your head down not looking up at him. “Tae can you excuse us for a minute?” Tae nodded as he headed to the studio. “Y/N..?” he said trying to touch you but you quickly moved away. “Y/N please I’m so sorry jagiya. I pushed you away when all you were trying to do was help me. I should have talked to you and i’m so sorry. Please forgive me?” he said, tears falling from his eyes. You looked up at him, and wiped his tears away. “I forgive you, but only if you talk to me about everything that’s upsetting you, okay?” He nodded taking you into a strong embrace, like he never wanted to let you go.

Taehyung (Jack):

You were just in you and Tae’s shared bedroom watching tv, waiting for Tae to come home so you can binge watch a drama/show that you both wanted to check out. All of the sudden you heard the door slam in the front. You got scared, but slowly went to see who it was, not wanting to put yourself in harm’s way, you picked up an item and stayed in a spot where the possible intruder wouldn’t see you. But you noticed that it wasn’t an intruder, but instead your boyfriend Taehyung. But why did he look so angry? “Hey babe, what’s wrong?” you asked worriedly. “I just don’t want to talk right now, okay?” he said slightly annoyed. You were left standing there dumbfounded. Why was he acting this way? You let him simmer down for a little while, as he took his shower. After he came out, you made your way to him slowly. “Taebear? (sorry that was cheesy) talk to me please. what’s wrong?” you said trying to get him to open up. “I’m fine.. really babe. I don’t feel like watching the drama/show today, maybe another time. I just need some sleep.” he said. “Okay..that’s fine.” you said shaking it off, but you were still worried and determined to find out what happened to him but just not today. He kissed you before falling asleep. You thought you might as well just lay down too because there will be no binge watching with Tae tonight. You layed down, turning off your lamp as you just laid there, constantly wondering what Tae was so upset over. The next day you woke up to Tae just sitting on the edge of the bed, head in his hands. You slowly arose from your side of the bed and made your way over to the edge. You slowly put your arms around him while softly saying “Tae? please talk to me.” he quickly slightly fanned you away from him. “Y/N can you stop being so clingy for once?!” he raised his voice. It scared you hearing and seeing him like this, but you were hurt from him words, not believing he would actually talk to you like this. You got up immediately, tears streaming down your face. “FINE! I’LL JUST GO TALK TO JUNGKOOK! AT LEAST HE WON’T THINK I’M CLINGY AND ACTUALLY TALK TO ME!” you yelled as you stormed out of the room. You sat down by your bedroom door, crying as you picked up the phone to dial Jungkook. Before you could press the button to dial him, you felt a hand on yours stopping you. “I’m so sorry love, I really am.” he said putting his head on your shoulder. You didn’t know what to do but you found yourself stroking his hair. You know he would never mean these things. You nodded. “You know all I want to do is help. Just tell me what’s bothering you from now on.” “okay.” he said sniffling from crying. “By the way I love your clinginess and I love you. I didn’t mean it.” he said, holding you tighter.

Jungkook (Justin Seagull):

“Y/N? can you please come here for a moment?” said Namjoon quickly as you stepped through the door. You had came to the studio to make a surprise visit to Jungkook. “Sure.” you nodded with a smile. You were confused for what he needed you for but you just followed him to see what was going on. He lead you to the practice room where Jungkook just sat down, not saying anything and listening to music, a sad but angry expression on his face. “Namjoon, what’s wrong with Kookie?” you asked worriedly. “He won’t talk to us, that’s why we needed you to talk to him. I feel like you could be the one to get him to talk.” he replied. You nodded and said “Thank you Namjoon.” before you walked in to see what was up with your boyfriend. You slowly made your way to Jungkook, sitting down on the floor beside him. “Baby, what’s wrong?” he still didn’t look at response. “Jungkookie?” you said trying to take off his headphones so he could hear you as he swatted your hand away. “AISH WILL YOU ALL JUST LEAVE ME ALONE?!” he yelled. You got scared but sat there staring at him dumbfounded. How could he act this way? You felt tears forming in your eyes, and got angry. “All we were trying to do was help you! All of us but you don’t care!” All of the sudden you saw Yoongi walking in to see what was going on. “I’m going to talk to Yoongi then, at least HE understands how rude you’re acting and wants to listen to me!” you stormed out to Yoongi who was standing there shocked. Before you could reach him, you felt a hand on yours holding you back, which was your boyfriend’s. He walked up to you and just hugged you. “I’m so sorry y/n. I never want you to think I don’t love and appreciate you and my hyungs.” he said as he continued to hug you, you felt tears on your shoulder coming from Jungkook as you took him into an embrace, stroking his hair. “So..I guess i’ll go then.” Yoongi said awkwardly making his way from the room telling the other boys what’s going on. Still in Jungkook’s embrace all of the sudden you hear a voice that sounds a lot like Hobi’s (spoiler alert it is Hobi’s) saying  “See I knew y/n would be his weakness!” You both started to chuckle. 

A/N: Sorry this took so long, have been busy but I hope you enjoyed this LOOONG reaction. (ALSO KEEP STREAMING DNA!!! ;) )

That Damn Paul McCartney

This is for @colinoslayme who requested “we bumped into each other in the street and you were grinning like a cocky asshole the whole time so i stalked off only to realize i’m wearing your shirt ” This got way more emo than I intended but here it is. :)

Rated T. 3k words.

Atrocious, blasphemous, contemptible, disgraceful, erroneous. She could hit every letter of the alphabet with words that have been used to describe her. Not for the aspects of her life that usually riled a person’s feathers: having a child at the age of 17, keeping that child, going to prison, swearing off any serious form of relationship. No, the thing people find most unbelievable about her is her dislike of The Beatles.

She doesn’t hate The Beatles. If Mary Margaret were to play a song in the car, she wouldn’t throw a fit… but she would politely ask her to play something different. If a song were to come on the radio in her own car though, she wouldn’t hesitate to smash the tuner to a different station. And it’s possible that she may have once called into a radio station to complain about the abysmal taste of whoever requested that damn yellow submarine song.

“You drive a yellow bug. You lived in it for a while, didn’t you? How do you not like Yellow Submarine?” What a good question, Shelly in the prison cafeteria. Why wouldn’t she like a song that reminds her of the time she spent homeless, living in a tiny, cramped car that lacked viable air conditioning, with her deadbeat boyfriend?

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Pretty Name (Harry Styles Smut)

Summary: Y/N and Harry party together (drink & smoke) and have sex.

Requested: yes

Warnings: alcohol, drug use, sex, Y/N dom, 69ing

A/N: Thank you to whoever requested this! Sorry it took me so long! I wrote this imagine a while ago, and I meant to post it, but then when I went to find it in my files, it was gone! :( But anyways, I hope you enjoy it!!


Originally posted by minmiin1d

Pretty Name (Harry Styles Smut)

You don’t know how you ended up getting here.  You were the “good girl” in school. You didn’t smoke, or drink, or party back then. And now you are here in a room at a party full of marijuana smoke making out with a musician who doesn’t even know your name.

It all started back at the party you attended earlier tonight. You weren’t invited, but that was your thing. You showed up, and people would just let you in. It’s easy to look like you belong in the “Hollywood” scene. You were pretty, but you were confident. So when you walked into any of those parties, eyes were on you, but again, no one knew who you were, which made you more intriguing.
That’s how Harry noticed you. You didn’t show up with group, you didn’t look around for anyone, you just were there. And you looked content, you weren’t trying to be anyone else, you weren’t trying to have everyone’s eyes on you, but they were.

Harry looked at his friend and asked, “Who is she?”

His friend turned to look at you and shrugs his shoulders and says, “No idea, never her seen her before. But I’m glad I have now.” He says lifting his eye brows, licking his lips, checking you out.

“Hey, don’t be gross man.” Harry says.

“Dude, you don’t even know her.” The friend says defensively.

“Still.” Harry says, “I’m going to get another drink, any of you want one?” Harry says seeing that you walking over to get a drink.

Everyone says no, and Harry walks over quickly. When he walks over, and he sees you pouring your drink and is surprised saying, “That’s a lot rum and a little bit of coke.”

You look up at him and joke, “Yeah, I’m not a pussy.”

Harry laughs, and says, “Well, I guess I’m a pussy, because that stuff burns with that little amount of coke.” Which causes you to laugh.

“I’m Harry by the way.” Harry says, grabbing a drink.

“I know who you are.” You state, “I’ve listened to your music, not bad stuff.”

“Thanks, you’re a fan?” He asks.

“Let’s say I’m a fan of music.” You say smiling, “and your music, just happens to be some of the music I like.”

After that you don’t really remember much else. You know you and Harry went into a room so it would be quieter to talk. And you two laughed, drank, smoked, and now you are here. Straddling him, both of your shirts off, and he’s undoing your bra. Are you mad about it? No. He’s seems like a decent guy, and he’s hot.

“I still don’t know your name.” Harry states while he kisses down your neck.

“Don’t worry babe, you’ll know it when I’ll have you yelling my name.” You say pushing him down the bed.

You stand up off the bed, and pull down your jeans and you underwear. You were never dominant in the bedroom, but you’re high and you’re feeling confident.

“I hear musicians are good with their mouths.” You say taking off your clothes, which causes Harry to smirk.

“I don’t know about other musicians, but, I haven’t gotten any complaints.” He says putting his arms behind his head, with a smirk on his face.

You hate it when guys are cocky, but in bed, it’s the hottest thing. At this words, you felt the wetness between your legs.

“Well, I’d like to see what you can do Styles.” You say climbing on the bed, swinging on leg over on the other side of this head so you are straddling his mouth.

Harry immediately begins to make you moan. He first focused on your clit. He licked circles on, then sucked on it as it got more swollen and sensitive. Then he poked his tongue into your hole teasingly.

With the amount of pleasure Harry was giving you, you wanted to do that same or him. You were in the 69 position. You spit on your hand, and pumped his cock a few times. Then you bent over, and took on his head in your mouth. You swirled you tongue around it, which caused Harry to moan, causing vibrations against you core, which felt so good.  Then you began to take him fully. As you bobbed your head, you put both of your hands on his thighs to keep you steady as you began to grind against mouth.

Harry could feel you getting close as your core tightened around his tongue. He then focused on your clit sucking on it, wanting you to cum so he could taste you so badly.

You stopped sucking Harry off and just began to focus on grinding on him because you were so close.

“Harry, I’m close. I’m so close. Make me cum.” You moan out. “Make me cum, oh my-“

And before you could finish, you felt the stream of euphoria take of your whole body. You moans out Harry’s name and left marks on his thighs from pleasure.

As you finished, you tried to put you head down to finish Harry off, but Harry stopped you, and said “I need to fuck you. I’m way too hard, and you’re so wet an warm, I need to fuck you.”

As you swing your leg over, so that you are no longer straddling him, Harry grabs and condom and rolls it on. When he’s done you straddle him again, and place your hands flat on his chest. When he first enters you, you close your eyes at the full feeling. You loves, he reached all the pleasurable spot.

You began bouncing on top of him, every time he thrusted into you, he hit your g-spot. Harry could see this as you would moan louder each time you bounced. Even though Harry was close, he wanted to see your face when you cum. He loved the sight he was already seeing, your breasts bouncing every time you came down on his cock, but he wanted to see you cum undone. So he grabbed your hips and thrusting up into you.

“Lick you finger and play with your clit.” He ordered as he pounded into you.

You did as he said, and you felt your second orgasm coming on.

“Harry, I’m gonna cum. Harry, Harry, Harry!” You scream, scratching your nails down his chest. Harry doesn’t stop thrusting. He thrusted you through your orgasm, as he was getting close.

Harry couldn’t take it anymore, and flipped you two over, and pounded into you hard.

“You feel so fucking good-.” He groans.

“Y/N” You answer finally giving him you name.

Harry bites his lips and goes, “Y/N, fuck yes, so good, mmh so good!” He groans out as he thrusts through his orgasm.

After Harry finishes he lays down next to with his arms behind his head and you watch his chest move up and down and you watch his eyes close. You decide to get up and get dressed and leave. When you were about to close the door you heard Harry say,

“Y/N, that’s a pretty name.”

A/N: I didn’t focus too much on the drugs this time, I hope that’s okay with whoever requested it! Thank you to whoever requested it! I hope you all have a good day!!

A New Neverland.

Request from anon:Do you do requests? Well if you do can you do a Peter Pan smut where both the reader and him now live in storybrooke and you both are trying to get used to the new technology? Thanks!!

Peter Pan x Reader

Words: 1,744

Warnings: Smut…not LOADS but enough to certainly put it in the warning so if you are under 18 PLEASE DO NOT READ! There is also some language too and some mild intimidation and threatening behaiour.. Anything I have missed just let me know.

Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine so all credit goes to their wonderful creators <3

Originally posted by kevinskeller

“Damn it!”

For the second time that morning you found your foot connecting with the kitchen worktop and for the second time you instantly regretted the move as an agonising pain shot through your big toe. You needed to find another way to unleash your frustration, something that wasn’t so……painful.

“What’s going on?” A tired Peter stalked out of the bedroom, both hands rubbing the tiredness from his eyes, as he sent a rather perplexed expression your direction. “Still can’t figure out that toaster? I figured it out days ago!”

Your eyes immediately narrowed into dangerous slits as you grabbed hold of a nearby knife and pointed it in his direction in a threatening manner.

“Shut it Pan or I swear to god I will find a new place to store this knife…..” Your voice is low and it is more than evident that your words aren’t only a threat but a promise too should he continue his smugness. “…it’s this stupid thing they call a ‘radio’ here. It’s not, well, it’s not doing anything!”

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The Boy Named Yoongi

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Pairing: Yoongi X Reader

Genre: Fluff

Length: 1,381 words

Summary: Valentine’s day is coming up and you had no interest in that but that was only until you realized you still liked your middle school crush; the boy who harshly rejected you.

WARNING: Sexual assault (It’s briefly mentioned but I just want everyone to know just in case)


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Favors (Part 1) - Min Yoongi x Reader (smut)

indirectly requested by @bangtaanvines (thanks for the idea; I’m a big fan)

Group : BTS

Member : Min Yoongi (aka AgustD)

Genre : Oral, Best Friend!AU  

Word Count : 1792                                                            

Description : You wanted to know, how giving a blowjob would feel like since you were quite inexperienced in it. So why not use your best friend Yoongi as a test object?  

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Originally posted by sugaglos

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Montgomery x Reader Imagine (Part 11/?)

PART 1     PART 2    PART 3     PART 4    PART 5     PART 6     PART 7       PART 8   PART 9     PART 10

Me and Monty drove back to Bryce’s I quickly grabbed my bag without saying a word to anyone, then he drove me to my car and I got home. I walked in, my parents weren’t there, shocking.
I took a shower, changed into my pjs, made myself a sandwich and then someone rang on doorbell.

“Hi”, I said surprised when I opened the door. Zach was standing outside with big toblerone. “Come in.”

“I wanted to tell you about the bet before the game, I swear. I found out about it after me and guys left Rosie’s but I blew it off because it’s you and you would never just slept with Marcus, but then you agreed to go to the party with him and I thought he’d try something and I wanted to warn you but you…”, he was sitting out the words.

“But I was an idiot and didn’t want to listen to you”, I sighed and rest my forehead on his arm.

“I thought that maybe toblerone would help me to get you to listen to me”, he gave the candy.

“You didn’t have to”, I laughed. “I’m done with being idiot.”

“So we’re good?”

I nodded my head.

“Okay, good”, he hugged me. “I just want you to know that you’re more of my friend than Marcus”, he said walking to the door.

“I honestly don’t know how could I thought it was different”, I shook my head.

“I gotta go, bio test tomorrow. See ya!”

“Bye!”, I said as Zach left. “Idiot!”, I hit my head with toblerone.


Next few days were quiet intense but on weekend I finally had moment for myself to sit and not think and do nothing. Well, not exactly. It was Saturday and I was babysitting Trixie.

“Y/N?”, she asked.


“What tampons are for?”

I looked at her innocent little face with my eyes wide open and couldn’t believe what I just heard.
Should she already know about periods and sex? Is it too soon? She’s just seven. Am I the fight person to talk about it?

“Sweetheart, you should probably ask your mum, okay?”, I said.

I blow her off but not for too long. Next day we all had family dinner.

“I talked to mum”, she whispered.

“Really? That’s good, sweetie. Probably…”

“Do you have period?”, she asked.

“You mean… Now?”, I mumbled.

“In general”, she rolled her eyes.

“In general yes.”

“And now?”

“Trixie!”, I hissed. “Go to kitchen, my mum will give you extra ice creams.”

I sat there for a moment thinking and the ran upstairs to grab my phone. I opened calendar and started scrolling and counting…

“Oh fuck…”, I whispered.


“Are you okay? You haven’t say a word today”, Zach said at the cafeteria.

“Yeah, I’m fine”, I smiled faintly.

Liar, liar, liar. My whole life was circle of lies. But I couldn’t just say listen guys, me and Monty are fucking since September and now I might be pregnant with his child. That would be really freaking big bomb to drop.

“Okay, what is really going on?”, Monty asked when we were leaving Chemistry.

“Nothing…”, I said automatically, because hey, that’s what everyone does, automatically say they’re fine. “Actually…”

“Something happened?”, he asked and looked at me concerned.

“Maybe… I don’t know…”, I felt tears coming to my eyes. “I want to talk to you… But not here.”

“What’s your last period?”


“You can skip, drive to my house, okay? I’ll meet you there.”

I nodded my head and went to next class.

Monty got to his house faster than me, when I stopped my car at the driveway his was already there. I just walked inside without knocking.


“I’m here”, he shouted from upstairs.

I almost ran there taking two stairs at one step.

“I’m late”, I said opening door to his room.

He looked at me confused.

“Late for what?”

I sighed.

“Fuck, Montgomery… My period is late”, I said trying not to cry.

He freezed.

“Are… Are you… Sure?”, he mumbled.

“Well I’m pretty fucking sure I know how to use calendar… It’s three weeks late.”

Monty started walking around the room.

“Did you take the test?”, he asked.

“Not yet”, I whispered.

“Jeez… Wait here, sit, don’t move”, he pointed at his bed and left room.

“But… Montgomery!”, I shouted but listened to him and sat on his bed.

I laid down on my back and stared at ceiling, I don’t know for how long but it was long enough for Monty to get back.

“Go to the bathroom”, he threw few tests next to me. “How it may even be possible? I mean, we used protection and everything…”, he pinched bridge of his nose. “Usually.”

“What did you just say?”, I stopped walking halfway to the bathroom.

“Usually”, he mumbled.

“Montgomery. We had condom every time. Right?”, I said through clenched teeth. He took a deep breath. “Fuck, look at me and say you wore it everytime!”, I screamed.

“That time… In car… After that thing with Marcus…”, he mumbled. “It all went so fast…”

“Are you kidding me?!”, I threw pregnancy test at him. “Are. You. Fucking. Kidding. Me”, I hit his arm with every word. “You’re dead, Montgomery”, I took second pregnancy test, not the one I just threw, turned away, slammed the door and went to the bathroom.

We didn’t have condom. He probably got me pregnant. While we’re still in high school. We’re not even a couple. My parents are gonna kill me. My dad is gonna kill him.
I already made few scenarios how I’m gonna tell my parents when I sat down on toilet and looked at my underwear.

“Thank God”, I sighed when I saw some blood. “Oh my God”, at this point I was almost laughing.

I came back to Montgomery’s room to get a tampon from my bag.

“I’m not pregnant”, I said without looking at him.

“You don’t know that, you have to wait three minutes”, he responded while reading instruction.

“Yes, I do. I got my period”, I took tampon and left room again.

“You’re not pregnant, we’re good, right?”, he asked when I got back to the room again.

“I don’t think we should do this anymore”, I said and grabbed my bag.

“Wait. What?”

“The thing between us. It’s over”, I said without looking at him.

“But… Why? Hey, talk to me”, he came closer to me and pulled my face up to make me look at him.

“I just… For last two day I was scared to death I’m pregnant. With your baby. We’re seventeen, we’re not together, we’re just having sex. How would I explain it to my parents? How would I explain it to anyone?”

“But you’re not pregnant, you’re worrying about things that are not going to happen. I want to hear one good reason why you want to end this”, he crossed his arms.

“Because I…”, my voice cracked. I couldn’t tell him the truth. Telling Montgomery about my fellings? What would I expect to hear in answer. I knew him. I knew him well. He would become the one to end things between us very quickly. “I don’t want to do this anymore”, I shrugged. “You said nobody would ever found out and still, Sheri saw us. We’re done, Monty”, I walked past him and left him home.

I got into my car and quickly drove away. I got home, took box of ice cream from freezer and went to my room. Changed into sweats, I put my earphones on and played some music, sat on bed and started eating.

I did the right thing. Relations like that were only right, if they were right at all, if both sides felt the same way. Montgomery definitely didn’t feel what I felt and sooner or later he would call things off when he would get bored and then I’d get hurt more than I am now and I’d be the only one to blame.

He tried to call me few times but I ignored him. As much as I could avoid his calls for eternity  I couldn’t really avoid him in school.

“Can I talk to you for a sec?”, Monty asked when he stood next to the table we were all sitting at in the cafeteria.

“Umm… Sure”, I said as I stood up and walked to the side with him.

“What is going on?”, he asked when we were far enough so none of our friends could hear us.

“Nothing”, I shrugged.

“Bullshit”, he snorted.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Montgomery. What do you want me to say?”

“I want you to explain why you suddenly act so strange”.

“You think I act strange because I stopped something that was convenient for you?”, I crossed my arms on my chest.

“Yes. Because you ended thing suddenly, out of nowhere. We’re good together, Y/N. We had fun. What changed?”

“There is no we, Monty. There is no us. And we never were together”, I felt bigger and bigger lump in my throat. “And life isn’t only about having fun”.

“What do you want to hear? What do you want me to say?”.

Did he just asked me to say that I want him to tell that he has a thing for me or am I going crazy. Definitely the second option.

“Do you have anything to say? Then just say it”, I didn’t realized I was raising my voice until I saw some people looking at us. I looked at Monty, he was avoiding my sight. “I thought so…”, I said quietly and walked away from him.

“What is going on?”, Jessica asked when I came to the table and grabbed my bag.

“Chemistry project”, I lied and left cafeteria. I really didn’t want to confront him again at chemistry so I decided to skip the lesson.

I got to my car and spent the next hour driving around the city, listening to music and ignoring few calls from Sheri, Justin and Jeff.

I went back to school for the next lesson and Sheri caught me as soon as I walked in heading to my locker.

“Where were you?”, she asked standing me in the way.

“Here and there, you know”, I shrugged and tried to walked around her, but she stood in my way again.

“You know you can tell me everything, I’m always here for you, you know that?”

“Yes, can I go to my locker?”, I asked but she got in my way again. “Damn it, Sheri!”

“You can’t, actually”, she said quickly.

I looked over her it the direction of my locker where I saw Monty talking to freshman girl with big boobs, who just got to the cheerleaders team, the same on he asked out when we both went on a dates. “Seriously”, I sighed and rolled my eyes.

This time Sheri didn’t stopped me when I started walking.

“Great, sweetie, I’ll pick you up at seven”, I heard Monty when I was close enough. Jesus, he was pathetic.

“Sorry, guys, it’s my locker”, I said. Monty sighed and very slowly moved away a little but his new friend who literally stood in front of my locker didn’t move even for an inch. “It’s my locker”, I said again.

“Yeah, and we’re having conversation here”, she snapped back.

Sheri frizzed, Monty frizzed, even some girl few locker away stood with her mouth open.

“You know were in the same cheer team, right?”, I asked calmly.


“And you know I’m vice captain right?”, I asked again. This time she didn’t answer anything but her mean smile faded away. “You’re a freshman so I can understand you feel a little bit too confident because number one fuckboy in liberty high asked you out but if you speak like this to anyone ever again I swear you’ll get kicked out of the team very soon”.

“Okay”, she said looking down at her feet and moving away from my locker.

I didn’t like being mean and I never used the “I’m vice captain” card, but this little bitch deserved this. Plus I had though few days.

I quickly grabbed my book and walked away.

“Wow, you’re a bitch”, Sheri laughed. “I mean, she deserved it but I’ve never seen you like this”.

“Yeah, me neither”, I sighed. “Can we meet later?”, I asked. “I need to talk to someone”.

“Sure. You want me to come to you?”, she asked, I nodded my head without a word. “Okay, I’ll go home after school and I’ll be at yours as soon as I can, okay?”

“Okay”, I smiled a little. “Gotta go, bye”, I said and walked in the classroom.


“Wow… That’s like… A lot”, Sheri said after I told her everything about Montgomery situation.

“I know”, I nodded putting another spoon of ice cream in my mouth. “And I also know that I’m an idiot. I mean… It’s Monty”

“You know… He did change lately”.

“Sheeeeri, stop”, I moaned. “You’re saying this because it would be a perfect little picture – me having feelings for him, him changing, not being an asshole, having feelings for me and then everyone live happily ever after. Not gonna happen, Sheri”.

“So what are you going to do about that?”

“I think watching him treating girls like trash again will make those so called feelings go away”.

I didn’t even have to wait long. Next day he came to our table at cafeteria with that girl.

“Yo, guys, this is Tina, she’ll eat with us today”, Monty said and their sat down.

“Hi, Tina”, everyone said.

Justin kicked my ankle under the table to bring me back to reality, because I was sitting there with my mouth open in shock.

“So, Tina, you’re new cheerleader, right?”, Zach started conversation, but after he finished his question, Sheri sighed and pinched her nose.

“Yeah, I just got in”.

“Girls are in team, too”, Justin said and pointed at me, Jess and Sheri. “Y/N is vice captain.”

“Yeah, I know”, she said looking down at her lunch.

“She’ll probably be the captain next year”, Jess said, crossing her arms.

I finally understood, they all knew about locker episode from the day before, but I wasn’t gonna be a part of that scene.

“Okay, you know, guys. I just realized I forgot about my Spanish homework. So I’ll go to the library to focus and get it done and everything”, I said standing up and picking up my stuff.

“Sit down, Montgomery can do it for you”, Jessica said. “Right, Monty?”

“No, he can’t”, I said through my clenched teeth.

“Why, it’s not like he hadn’t done it before”, she rolled her eyes. Jesus, she was so dumb sometimes. Or sneaky, it was hard to tell.

“Because… I had to take advanced SAT on Spanish if I want to go to the Law”.

“But you don’t want to go the Law”, Monty spoke for the first time.

I looked at him a little bit shocked about the fact that he even remembered about that. Yes, I told him about my parents wanting me to go to Law school, but I didn’t think he was listening.

“I don’t know yet”, I shrugged. “See ya later, lads, see you at practice, girls”, I grabbed my stuff and went to the library.

I spotted Jeff and Clay. Looking at Clay I could tell, Jeff wasn’t doing great.

“Hey, guys don’t bother yourself, I’m just gonna sit next to you and I will not interrupt”, I said sitting down next to Jeff untangling my earphones.

“You’re not at the cafeteria?”, Jeff asked.

“Nope. Oh, if anyone ask – I do my Spanish homework here”.

“Does it have something to do with Montgomery and Tina or whatever her name is?”

“Excuse me?”, I chuckled.

“I’ll go and look for that book I was telling you about”, Clay got up and disappear between shelves.

“So?”, Jeff crossed his arms.

“So what?”

“Are you still gonna deny and act like there is, or was, nothing between you and Monty? Come on, Y/N, I know you better, than I know myself.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about”, he was messing with me, he didn’t know about anything.

“One time you were at my place, you went to bathroom, our phones were next to each other, you received message, I thought it was my phone ringing, so I looked down and saw text from him”.

I was looking at him with my mouth and eyes wide open.

“Really, I didn’t mean to read your texts, it was a mistake. I’m sorry, sweet”, he apologized.

“Jeez, Jeff, you don’t have to apologize for anything”, I rolled my eyes. And grabbed his hand. “Why didn’t you say anything? And like… I always thought that if you’d ever find out about any guy only having sex with me, you’d beat his ass. Especially Monty’s”.

“That was my first thought”, he nodded his head. “But then I thought that you don’t look like anything wrong is happening to you, so”, he shrugged. “Plus, Monty wasn’t such an ass for people around for last few months, so it was a win-win situation. So – what happened?”

“Nothing”, I said, looking down, avoiding his face.

“You’re lying”, he said with such confidence in his voice, that I hated him for knowing me so well.

“I just don’t want to do this anymore”, I shrugged. “It was fun, yeah, but I just want something more and because Montgomery is Montgomery, he probably isn’t able to give anything more to anyone.”

“You really think so?”, he asked looking at me suspiciously.


Clay came back and he actually really brought a book for Jeff.

“For your next history essay, use this, not google”, he put book in front of Jeff.

“Okay, I gotta go for chemistry. Have fun, guys”.

I got to the class before Monty, when we arrived he sat next to me and not said a word.

“Well, hello to you too”, I snorted.

“Oh, so now we talk to each other?”

“We never stopped talking. We stopped doing other thing”, I whispered. “You started showing off with your new girl, that’s the other thing”.

“I’m not showing off. I’m being myself. You shouldn’t be surprised, you were telling this is who I am for last few months.”

“You know what, let’s just get back to not talking again, huh?”




June just had been very busy for me and well, you know, some things you can’t speed up. 

Plus I didn’t really feel like writing for last few weeks and I really truly strongly believe that it’s better to wait and give people some decent content than to write crap just because it has been week or two since you last posted. I already have and idea on next part so it should be sooner than after three weeks lol x

Oh, I wil do proof reading tomorrow so if there are any mistakes, sorry x