behave girls

anonymous asked:

Tbh I don't really mind that isak might have also meant that all girls or most girls are fake. It's kinda true and even tho that's sad, it's something that needs to be addressed and talked about ??

Hi, Anon!!

Nah, I disagree. As a guy, he has no idea, try as he might, as to why girls behave the way they do. Girls being fake, sometimes, is more about self preservation too, like Sana sometimes fakes it till she makes it, and she has her own self preservatory reasons for doing so. Is she harming others in the process? No. She isn’t. 

But then there’s Sara, and Sara’s a snake. And the faking that she does? That’s problematic. That’s toxic. THAT? Needs to be called out. Because that’s the kinda faking that isn’t for self preservation reasons, that faking hurts other girls, like Sana. That stuff needs to be called out. And if Isak’s had past experiences from time spent with Sara to know what she’s like, and he tells Sana about it, then, I don’t see that as wrong, because he’s first hand witnessed it from Sara. 

Professor Turned Call Boy | Taeyong Smut

Can I have a call boy smut with Taeyong? He’s your professor in Uni and you’re stressed so you want someone to help with that 😏 You call and ask for the one under the name “Taeyong” not thinking it would be him despite the same name? You’re both surprised, but he found you a sexy student so he does so anyways (really rough, and daddy kink?) Please and thank you 😊😊


Character: Taeyong (NCT) / gender neutral reader (*ignore the fem in the gif, I swear this is gn*)
Word Count: 2989

Warning: well, smut of course. bad language, slight name calling, no condom, creampie, rough daddy kink, teacher/student kink, call boy?? can’t think of anything else :) enjoy!

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Hands To Myself

Roughly inspired by Hand to Myself by Selena Gomez. 
Just a side note that I really can’t write smut, I feel incredibly weird so I do apologize for the cliff hanger ;)

Can’t keep my hands to myself
No matter how hard I’m trying to
I want you all to myself
You’re metaphorical gin and juice

I mean I could but why would I want to?


It was convenient that Tom and [Y/N] lived right across the street from one another. It meant that they could just walk over and not have to worry about the awful London traffic. Or even that if they drank a little too much, their home was just a few feet over. It was great. What wasn’t convenient was that Tom and his best mate, Harrison, always, like clockwork played basketball every morning. And [Y/N] had the front row seats with her window facing the cul-de-sac they played on. 

[Y/N] had never been a sexual person. She just kept her hands in her lap and behaved like a good girl but ever since she had starting dating Tom, it was getting a lot harder to maintain the proper ladylike persona her parents had raised her to have. It seemed that even the simplest movements Tom would make would send her senses into overdrive and force her to have the mind of horny thirteen year old boy. And [Y/N] could bet money that Tom had no idea what he was doing to her, he was always such a gentlemen when it came to her personal space. Of course they would cuddle and have make-out sessions but he was always aware of where his hands would be. And [Y/N] loved that for the most part, she was adoring that Tom wasn’t acting out on his hormones and was being respectful of her body because her body wasn’t a piece of property that he could invite himself into whenever he pleased. But, there were days where she wished he would just use all his pent up sexual urges and show her what she did to him. 

And it didn’t help that this morning, Tom was shirtless. The sun was kissing his body and causing every curve and dip of his muscles glisten from the sweat that was covering his upper body. It was a taunt and it was driving her insane. She stood by the window, watching Harrison and Tom play for a few more minutes before she decided that she needed to do something to get the idea of what laid beyond the shorts that were covering the rest of him out of her head. 

Splashing cold water on her face, she looked in the mirror and noticed a small purple mark poking out from her shirt. Wincing, she pulled the collar down to inspect it a little more. She would admit the night before was one of their more friskier nights, Tom had never left a hickey before. It left her flustered and she could bet that seeing Tom this morning made the feelings come back twice as hard. Blowing air out of her mouth, she dug around in her drawer to find some concealer. Even though she was twenty, her parents would freak the hell out that she was engaging in any kind of physical contact with her boyfriend. If she didn’t still live at home, she would have shrugged and went on about her day. 

Dabbing some on until she felt that it was hidden enough, she closed her eyes when she heard the victory yells from Tom. Gripping the counter, she looked at herself. She could feel herself getting hot at the thought of what more could have happened the night before if her parents hadn’t came home so early. Swallowing hard, she told herself to get a grip. 

Walking towards her closet, she threw on some running shorts and a matching sports bra. Reaching around her jacket, she zipped it up halfway. [Y/N] needed to run off her hormones, put something else in her head. Walking into the kitchen to grab a protein bar, she noticed a note from her parents. 

Went shopping at the mall and then going to see a film. After that we’ll be going grocery shopping. Be home right before 6. Send a text if Tom and Harrison will be joining for dinner so I’ll be prepared. xx mom

Plucking the note from the fridge, she laid it on the counter and sent her mother a text saying that most likely Tom and Harrison will be coming over. Four out of the seven days, they normally did. Grabbing a sip of her water, she headed out the door. 

“[Y/N]! Come play with us, Haz needs all the help he can get.” Tom chuckled. 

Walking over towards the two boys who were dripping with sweat, she placed a peck on Tom’s cheek and patted Harrison’s shoulder. “Love to, but I’m going to go run a few miles.” 

“Ew,” Harrison groaned. 

“Ew, yourself.” [Y/N] responded, sticking out her tongue. She turned towards Tom in time to find him rake his eyes over her attire. Biting her lip, she tried to ignore his lingering gaze over her exposed torso. 

“I agree with Harrison, why are you running?” Tom asked, “You could get in your daily exercise right here with me.” He motioned towards the basketball hoop.

[Y/N] really wanted to respond with something inappropriate but decided against it. It was only going to make her situation worse. “I’ll pass, but maybe next time. I’ll see you in an hour.” 

“An hour?! How many fucking miles you plan on running, [Y/N]” Harrison sputtered. 

Shrugging, she started to jog backwards, “However many I can run in an hour, Haz.” Shaking her head, she smiled and blew kisses towards them and turned to face forward and headed off. 


[Y/N] had needed a lot more than an hour to get her mind off of her sexual thoughts about Tom. She had ran for thirty minutes before she slowed to a walk to give her burning legs a rest and in that time, she had made up five million fantasies. All of them ranging from innocent fluffy to extremely fifty shades. After walking for another thirty, she decided to run back to the house. Figuring that Harrison had probably either gone home or knowing that Tom would be spending time with her and went inside to hang out with Sam and Harry. 

Slowing down her pace when she spotted Tom sitting on her porch in the comfy bench her mother had insisted on spending four hundred dollars on. She smiled as she hopped up the steps, “Hey you.” 

Looking up from his phone, Tom smiled back. “Hey yourself. I thought you said you were going to run for an hour? How many miles did you clear?”

Shrugging, [Y/N] unzipped her jacket all the way, fanning herself with her hand. She hated to feel so hot that the only thing she wanted was to peel off her own skin. “I don’t know maybe five or six? I wasn’t tracking it but I reached the fountain and came back.” 

Tom whistled, “Look at you speedy.” He chuckled and got up from the bench to hug her. 

“No, I’m gross.” She whined. 

Pressing a kiss to her forehead, he shook his head. “No, never. Impossible.” 

Trying to ignore the skin to skin contact, she pushed him away and rolled her eyes. Reaching into her hidden pocket for the spare key to her house, she unlocked the front door and walked in. “Did Haz go home or is he with the twins?” 

“The twins,” he responded, following her in. 

“So, he’ll be over for dinner too? I was supposed to tell my mom for sure.” 

Tom shrugged, “I dunno. I’ll ask him,” texting Harrison, he slid his phone back into his shorts pockets. 

Chugging some water to cool down, she tossed him a gatorade. “You going to eat dinner with my parents with just that on?” [Y/N] teased. 

Leaning against the counter, he crossed his arms, the well-defined muscles flexing and tightening made [Y/N] lick her lips. “Are you going to wear that to dinner with your parents?” He squinted his eyes, pushing off the counter, he walked towards her in just four steps. His thumb rubbed against the spot on her neck where she had covered with concealer. “Bloody Hell, your father is going to kill me.” He muttered. 

“What?” 

Tapping your neck, he chuckled. “I’ve given you a hickey. I guess the sweat from your run rubbed the makeup off.” 

Chewing on her lip, she shrugged. “I’ll cover it back up when I get dressed. No big deal, they will never know.” 

“Good because that is not a conversation I want to have with your father.” He shuddered at the thought of being confronted by one of the seriously intimidating men he had ever come to meet. Tom reminisced to the time where he had first met her father, he was ready to piss himself. 

[Y/N] shook her head and laughed, knowing exactly what he was thinking about. She could have keeled over and died from laughing so hard at her father and Tom’s first encounter. She had to reassure Tom that her father really did like him after the first few times and he had even told her that he preferred Tom over her past boyfriends. 

“Hey Tom?”

“Yes, love?”

She fidgeted with the bottom of her jacket, running the zipper up and down causing Tom to look at her with a confused look. “How long have we been dating now?”

Tom tilted his head to the side and did the math in his head. “A little over two years, why?”

“Do you not find me sexually attractive?” 

Tom choked on his spit, completely blind sided by her question. “I’m sorry, what?!”

Avoiding his baffled stare, she sighed. “Am I not sexually appealing? Like, is there a reason why we haven’t had sex?” 

Tom seriously couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of her mouth. He moved in her line of sight, speaking softly, “Hey, look at me.” Waiting until she met him, he smiled softly. “Are you seriously asking me that? If I didn’t find you to be sexy, I wouldn’t have left that hickey on your neck. Of course I find you to be sexy. I find you to be sexy all the time, [Y/N].” 

“Really?” 

“Really.” Tom confirmed, shaking his head at how crazy her question was. He chuckled a little before pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth. “Have I thought about sex with you? Yes. But I, it’s not, I don’t. Sex isn’t just something we do because it feels good, [Y/N]. I want it to be special, meaningful. We’d be sharing ourselves in a more personal way and I might be ready to do that but you might not be.” Cupping her face, he smiled again. “I would never want to pressure you into something because I don’t have to have sex with you to know that I want to be with you. Is it difficult, yes, especially when you wear things like what you have on now.” His eyes trailed down her and then back, “But, I love you for you not for sex or anything else. It would just be an added bonus.” 

[Y/N] couldn’t help but blush at his words. Again, he was always so respectful. “I love you, Holland.” 

“And I love you, [L/N]” He pulled her into a hug, the kind that she melted into. [Y/N] would swear up and down that Tom had different kind of hugs. And the way he was hugging her now was her all time favorite. It made her feel warm and fuzzy inside, almost like she was completely safe and nothing could harm her all while feeling the love radiate from his body. 

Pulling away a little, she took a deep breath. “What if I’m ready now?” 

Tom’s eye sparkled a little as he studied her expression, “Then I’d plan it to be special.” 

“No, like now.” 

Now?” Tom asked in surprise. 

“Yes, like right here, right now.” Wincing and giggling lightly, she shrugged, “Or well in my room, not here in the kitchen, that’d be weird. We eat and cook in here.”

Tom pulled apart from her completely, looking her dead straight in the eyes. “You want to have sex right now? Really? Are you sure, [Y/N].” She could tell he was getting flustered, “What if your parents come home? Or Haz decides to just come over? Don’t you think it’d be more special if I had planned it out to be romantic?”

“I love you, Tom, I really do but when has anything you’ve ever planned romantically gone according to plan?” She raised a brow, waiting for him to answer.

“You have a point….”

She grabbed for his hands, “I think it would be special right now. Don’t think I haven’t notice the looks you’ve been giving me when you think I’m not looking. Isn’t passion what makes it special?” 

“Bloody Hell,” Tom mumbled as he ran a hand over his face. “You’re going to kill me, absolutely kill me.” 

“You’re cute when you’re jealous” - Bruce Wayne x Reader

Hey dude ! First, a big thanks for the compliment, always more than appreciated :D. And then, here’s your request, hope you’ll like it :

(My master list, by the way : Right here )

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-I just don’t understand why it has to be with a model that’s all…

-Honey, I already told you, she’s the face of the brand, she has to be on every pictures.

-Yeah well then if she’s the face of the brand, why would they need you ?

-You know why, it’s for the charity campaign we’ve been working on for the past few months. They’re a huge brand, they’ll help spread the words across the globe, more than we could on our own.

-”We’ve been working on” are key words here ! I worked on it as much as you, if not more, and I don’t get to be on the pictures. They just want you and her to have cute and classy “couple pictures”, because I’m not good looking enough for their damn brand and…

-You’re very cute when you’re jealous.

-I could knock you out with a punch to the face when I’m jealous.

-Oh, believe me, I know.

Bruce massages his jaw a bit, as a reflex, reminiscing of that time he made you jealous on purpose…It was a terrible idea. 

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Selcouth

☇  hogwarts au

genre: pretty much fluff ( but maybe a lillll bit of angst??)

pairing: jimin // you

word count: 4.8k

warnings: none

Description:  “hi, you don’t know me, we’re from different houses, and i’m not exactly sure how to tell you this, but i think your cat is in love with my toad??” was all you wanted to tell him. Only it goes terribly wrong when Park Jimin mistakes you for one of his one night stands. You hope that’s the last time you’ll ever speak to him, only it’s too late. Once you’re on his radar, you won’t be able to get rid of him.

A/N: inspired by a prompt i saw floating around tumblr!! although it got reaaaaally off track and long


selcouth (adj.) - unfamiliar, rare, strange and yet marvelous

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“Agh!” you yelp, hopping backwards and scrambling for something to hold onto. You get a glimpse of a long, fluffy orange tail before it disappears under your bed. One of your house mates, Heeyeon, looks up from where she’s doing her Defense Against the Dark Arts homework.

“Why are you so loud?” she sighs, leaning back onto her hands. She watches as you slowly crouch down.

“That stupid cat is here again,” you say, frowning. Heeyeon slides off her bed and pads over to join you by yours.

“Again?” Both of you lift up the dark blue bed sheets that cover your bed, just in time to see a streak of orange fly out. You cry out, while Heeyeon fishes out her wand and flicks it. The door to your dorm slams shut, with the orange cat colliding into it.

Mreowwww,” it wails, scratching at the dark mahogany door. You wince at the noise. You’re sure there’s going to be scratch marks.

“How does it even get in here?” you mutter as both of you slowly walk towards it. You and Heeyeon decide to stop a good two feet away when the cat spins around and hisses at you, its fur bushing up.

“I swear, the poor cat is in love with your dumb toad,” Heeyeon comments, shaking her head. “Last time we found it, it was like kissing it.”

You glare at her. “Okay, it’s not exactly my toad. It’s Jungkook’s, and I’m just helping him look over it while he’s gone for Christmas.”

“Same thing,” says Heeyeon, tentatively using her wand to poke the large cat. It whips its head around and slashes at her.

“What the hell!” She scoots back, barely avoiding its claws. “Why is it so violent?”

“Well don’t poke at it, obviously.” You both watch as it continues to scratch at the door. A few moments later, the door swings open. 

Kyulkyung, your best friend since your first year at Hogwarts, screams, tripping over the orange blur as the cat streaks out of the room. She places a hand over her heart, her large brown eyes wide.

What in Merlin’s beard,” she gasps, “just happened?”

“Some cat keeps getting into the Ravenclaw common room and into our dorms,” you say, standing up from where you were crouching and patting down your robes.

“I’m seriously wondering how it gets in here, like you need to know the answer to the riddle,” adds Heeyeon. Kyulkyung’s eyebrows furrow.

“That cat seems awfully familiar,” she muses. “I feel like I’ve seen it around the corridors near Slytherin.”

Heeyeon wrinkles her nose. Back then, Slytherin and Gryffindor were mortal enemies. But now, it was your house, Ravenclaw, that absolutely despised Slytherin. Both houses were full of intelligent and clever students, causing a lot of competition. At first, it was just house points and academics, but soon it escalated to even Quidditch.

“That’s it!” Kyulkyung suddenly snaps her fingers, a triumphant look on her face. “I know whose cat that is.”

“Who?” you ask, heading back to your bed to collect your books for your next class of the day, which is Charms. Though it is Christmas break, classes still go on. They are easier though, the usual academic rigor gone since most students aren’t here. You take this chance to further your studies and learn ahead.

“The Slytherin hottie Park Jimin.”

You trip on your robes.

//

“Okay, so, how am I supposed to tell him?” Charms had just ended, and you, Kyulkyung, and Heeyeon are now entering the Dining Hall. All three of you eye the Slytherin table, eyes trained on where a certain boy is sitting with a few of his friends. You are surprised he didn’t leave for Christmas break.

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What makes a good Sugar Baby?

I’m often asked: “What makes a good Sugar Baby?”

Unfortunately there isn’t a magic potion that transforms you into Aphrodite, nor is there a definitive set of qualities you need to succeed in the bowl. However I’ve noticed a few common traits that almost all genuine Sugar Daddies look out for.

1) Confidence

Possibly the most important thing for a Sugar Baby to possess, confidence is essential for every situation you encounter. This means you should feel confident in everything from the way you look, to the way you walk and the way you talk.

You don’t have to love everything about yourself, just be aware of your best qualities and make sure you showcase them to your Daddy. Be warned though, there’s a fine line between confidence and arrogance!

2) Flexibility

This doesn’t mean you need to be a super supple contortionist! – It does mean that you need to get used to your Sugar Daddy’s schedule. There’s a good chance that you are not the only commitment in this man’s life; he’s likely juggling a high-flying career, friends and potentially has a family to think about too.

With this in mind it’s not unheard of for plans to be made, cancelled and rescheduled last minute; so the ability to be spontaneous whilst maintaining your independence is a great skill to master. A Sugar Daddy doesn’t want to hear you moan or whinge – if he’s genuine he’ll know he’s let you down and will find a way to make it up to you!

Of course, it’s not unreasonable for you to have commitments too; make sure your Sugar Daddy respects these and is aware of any boundaries you may have.

3) Attentiveness

Being attentive doesn’t mean you need to cater to your Sugar Daddy’s every whim –whatever he might like to tell you! However a good Sugar Baby quickly learns to assess what her Daddy needs from her. Some men are lacking intimacy in their lives, others are searching for a companion or confidant, and some just want to relive their youth or unwind after a long day at the office.

Does your Sugar Daddy want a relationship or something more casual? Does he want to be told he’s fantastic in bed or does he just want to feel desired?

The sooner you can work out what your Sugar Daddy wants, and whether that’s something you can realistically give him, the sooner you’ll start seeing some serious sugar coming your way.

4) Ambition

The chances are your Sugar Daddy has had to work hard to get to where he is today; he’s not likely to want to share that success with a girl who behaves like an entitled princess (unless that’s a fetish of his).

A common complaint I see from Sugar Daddies is that aspiring Sugar Babes lack ambition or are only interested in materialistic things. So if you’re looking to fund your education, dazzle him with your smarts; if you have entrepreneurial flair, suggest a business idea, or simply show you’re passionate about something more than Louis Vuitton and Louboutin’s. 

Share these dreams with your Daddy – you never know, he might be able to help them come true.

5) Honesty

Girls, you know how frustrating it is when you’re talking to a promising POT, you meet him, only to discover half of what he told you was false… well, it turns out a lot of Sugar Babies are guilty of the same crime!

If you’ve never been horse riding, don’t say it’s a lifelong interest; if you’ve never been to the ballet or opera, be honest about it; if you’ve never ventured outside of the M25, don’t pretend you’ve been backpacking around the world. You will be found out!

Never feel like you have to lie about yourself in order to attract a ‘certain type’ of Sugar Daddy. Anyone who is genuine wants to hear about you and what you’re interested in, not the ubiquitous activities that pseudo ‘posh’ ‘rich’ people do.

That doesn’t mean you need to be totally honest when he asks the inevitable: “Did I make you cum?” ;)

As you can see from these tips; there aren’t any special or mysterious qualities that Sugar Babies are blessed with but mere mortals can only dream of… almost anyone could become a Sugar Babe if they wanted it badly enough.

~ KittensPeach ~ x 

Good Luck Daddy - Chanyeol one shot

A/N: I never understood the “Daddy” kink, and then I laid eyes on Chanyeol and I have been fucked up ever since. I feel like this goes without saying, but, uh, smut.


You were backstage before a show. It was the final show of tour, and you were ecstatic to have Chanyeol home for an extended period of time after this.

You had been hanging out with all of the guys before the show as they had hair and make up done. You were sat on a chair next to the door watching the whole process.

They had decided to straighten Chanyeol’s locks and, though you loved his bouncy curls, when his hair was done like this, it did something extra for you.

“Ten minutes until show time. Let’s get mics on,” you heard the stage manager call out. The guys started piling out of the room. You called good luck wishes after them. They grinned and waved at and high-fived you on their way out.

Chanyeol hung out behind to give you a quick kiss. You whispered, “good luck, daddy,” against his lips. He immediately straightened up; you heard the door slam shut and the lock turn.

Next thing that you knew, you were against that same door. Chanyeol was pressing your wrists against it firmly with his large hands.

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Rock Hard - Tom Hiddleston

N/A: You guys are awesome, y’ know? I hope that God have mercy on my soul and that I haven’t written anything wrong here. but if I did let me know, please. And please, I need to know if I have a chance to improve on this topic or if I should discard of my options! I hope you guys have fun! (I think I shouldn’t be allowed to choose titles) 

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It was late at night when you finally came home, tired after the intense hours of rehearsa, you mentally thanked yourself for having the idea to shower and change clothes before leaving your ballet class. You slowly unlocked the door and tried to be as quiet as possible, leaving your bag at the side of the entrance and locking the door again. You got rid of your shoes and walked in your fingertips amid the dark apartment, knowing that your boyfriend would already arrived from his trip and would be sleeping. But then your breath caught in your throat when you arrived in your bedroom doorway, seeing him lying amid your white sheets and being illuminated by the moonlight coming through the open window. You bit your bottom lip admiring his physical exposed and gulped when you noted that he was naked. And awake.

“Tom?” you whispered, feeling the heat rise through your body, an effect that only he could cause on you so quickly.

“Yes, my love?” he leaned on his elbows so he could look better at you, licking his lips before smirking. 

“I missed you.” you lifted a hand to your hair, releasing of the bun and letting it drop on your shoulders. You suddenly didn’t feel so tired, the way Tom stared at you increasing your arousal.

“Show me.” he ordered hoarsely, making you shudder.

“Don’t take your eyes.” 

You smiled innocently, rising your hands over your thighs, lifting your dress slightly before taking your hands to the buttons, opening them up one by one and letting your fingers caress the skin that was being exposed. Your dress fell to the floor exposing your breasts and lace pantie, you slid your hands from your neck to your breasts, caressing them for a moment before sliding your hands toward your panties, playing with it before you take it.

“Stop.” Tom ordered again, making you look up searching for his eyes, smiling when you noticed the lust in his blue ones. “Come here.”

You approached the bed with slow steps, but having time to support only one knee on the mattress before Tom pulled you to straddle his waist and wrap his arms around your back. His mouth went directly to your breasts, playing with his tongue before he pulled your nipple between his teeth, sucking hard. You felt his fingers splaying around your throat, making you arch your neck a little and whimper. Then with a quick movement his body was hovering over yours, his knees pressing your thighs apart, and a  whine scaped from your lips as he quickly tore your lace panties and one of his hand moved between your legs to press against your clit. 

“Are you already wet for me, my love?” Tom groaned against the skin of your neck, you felt him sucking your sensitive spot and you knew that the next day would have a hickey there.

Yes…” you moaned,  trying to move your hips to reciprocate his movement on your clit, but Tom noticed your intentions and pulled his hand away to hold on your thigh while the other hand he used to support him on the mattress. “Please, don’t tease me anymore.”

“You need to behave first, baby girl.” you heard him whisper while grinding down onto your core, you bit hard your lower lip to keep a moan and Tom chuckled, lifting his face to be able to stare at you. “Who am I trying to fool?“

You moaned loudly in surprise when you felt Tom thrust hard without notice, he didn’t wait for you to get used to him and kept moving into you. Your fingers clutched at his shoulders while your body shivered with each deep thrust. With almost a month without him, your body was on fire and completely sensitive so soon you felt contracting around him tightly, and Tom’s eyes rolled back. 

Shit, you’re so damn tighter than before.”  he growled in pleasure,increasing the speed and strength, making the sound of your bodies bumping against each other take the room in mixture of your groans. “I will not last long tonight, my love.”

“Almost… Oh, Thomas.” you mewled, feeling one of his hands between your bodies moving against your clit and your head roll back on the pillows, your lips parted and your moan got caught in your throat as your orgasm came powerful. 

Tom moaned next to your ear when he reached his climax, decreasing slowly his movements until he stopped and fell at your side, gently pulling you to cuddle in his chest. You were silent as you tried to catch your breath and you just giggled when you felt Tom’s heart beat wildly. He kissed your temple than kissed your hair, stroking your face before sliding his fingers up to your chin, lifting your face to look at him. Tom smiled tenderly, leaning to kiss your lips with all his passion and longing, pulling out a small sigh from you.

“God, how I missed you.” he sighed in relief, holding you against his body a little longer before raising from the bed, he picked up his shirt that it was your favorite handing to you so then he could put a boxer, Tom smiled as he lay back on your side and watched you put his shirt. “You’re so beautiful, I really am one of the luckiest men in the world.”

“And I’m one of the luckiest women in the world.” you giggled, lying with your back against his chest so you could sleep spooning and he readily hugged your waist, hiding his face in your neck.

“What would I do without you?”

“You wouldn’t be one of the luckiest men in the world.” you sighed, closing your eyes as you felt him chuckle behind you.

“I love you too, my love.” Tom kissed your neck, and you felt your heart warm. You loved make sex with your boyfriend, but what is really good are the moments that you’re like this.

I know.”

anonymous asked:

I love Sansa's "Alayne Stone" story for many reasons, but the main reason why is because we get to see a side of her that she always had, but she suppressed it due to her courtesies. We get to see her sharp-tongued, snarky, sassy side. Honestly, when i read some of the Alayne Stone chapters, i was so surprised. I was like "wait what? Did she just say this?!".

My favourite is the one in TWOW when she can’t stop salting Harry the Heir, lol, though it also gives me an… unpleasant/creepy vibe for reasons.

it’s interesting because we don’t know if that’s part of her naturally growing up, if she’s finding in her Alayne persona a way out of the social constrictions and taboos connected to her former status, or if she’s adjusting to people’s expectations of how a bastard girl should behave. Probably all of this. Bastards are invisible: they’re neither players nor prizes, and unless they overstep their boundaries nobody really cares for them. Sansa used to have the spotlight firmly planted on her, because of her heritage and status. Alayne is a nobody, the bastard daughter of a minor lord, and counts nothing—hell, she even looks like nothing special (something to remember in her future interactions with Harry), her gorgeous auburn hair replaced by a plain shade of brown and modest clothes. In part, she resents this invisibility (and sometimes forgets what’s her place, like that time when she “accidentally” wore Tully colors), but it also gives her an unique leeway, the opportunity to watch and learn things unobserved and unnoticed, make people spill their secrets and store them for later, not unlike Arya’s wanderings in Braavos under various aliases.

but bastards are also seen as untrustworthy, less moral than /regular/ people, thus less worthy of being treated with respect. They’re “wanton”: there’s no wench half so lusty as one bastard born, Marillion says as he proceeds to paw Sansa, who under Alayne’s guise has no longer her status to shield her from unwanted sexual contact, and is even expected to be enthusiastically available. I think she immediately realizes that she can no longer act like the sheltered, innocent girl she is (or used to be)—that persona worked as best as it could when she was in King’s Landing, but now it’s useless and, if anything, suspicious. 

So she creates a new one, one that’s older, wiser and more experienced, more worldly than what she really is. She models Alayne around the idea that bastards must fight for their right to exist since they moment they’re born. She adapts. She doesn’t drop her courtesies altogether, but she adjusts them to the new situation, hones a new, sharper edge to her still formally polite words. She gets bolder with LF in calling him out on his shit (though interestingly we get less of that in AFFC, when aunt Lysa is gone and she’s Alayne for everyone except him, as if she subconsciously recognizes him as her only source of power). She still blushes a lot, but she’s working on it. She gets practical, because “bastard brave” girls get shit done (see her assertiveness with Sweetrobin and the maester). I think there’s also a degree of trauma connected with how everyone saw Sansa Stark as “stupid” (to the point that she started believing it, or at least wondering if it wasn’t true) that now she’s shedding… by disassociation, but still.

anyway, yes. I totally wonder whether, once she sheds “Alayne” from her system too, something of the bastard brave girl will remain, and which parts specifically.

Let me tell you a story or two...

One time I was 10 years old and there was this kid in my class called Liam. He was my friend, and we played together a lot. People used to pick on us, saying we were boyfriend and girlfriend. One day I gave him a kiss, and after that he changed. He started to hurt me, to hit me. I would spend all my lunchtime running and hiding from him, hoping he didn’t find me, and if he did, I had to run again. I used to spend all my time in the school library coz I knew he couldn’t hurt me there with all those people around. He would pick up things on the ground when we were in line and throw them at me when the teacher wasn’t looking. He made my life hell until I told my mom who is the incarnation of the fear of God. She went after him and made him so scared he wouldn’t go near me again, but I was still afraid of him.

Another time when I was 11 there was this boy in my class called Jordan. He had a crush on me but I didn’t like him so he got mad and started picking on me, but I was used to it by then, it didn’t affect me. He tried to tell my friends that I flashed him when in actual fact he had been trying to stare down my shirt, but they listened to me. When that didn’t work, he got a bunch of his buddies to ambush my 8 year old sister who didn’t even know them. They attacked her while she was playing tag with her friends and they made her black out. I didn’t find out until we all got called into the office by the principal. When I got there I was crying coz I was so worried, and the guy who knocked my sister out claimed he did it out of peer pressure. I kept trying to give my side of the story but I was sobbing too hard for my sister who kinda just sat there a bit confused.

Another time I was 13 and there was a guy called Diarmud. He was pretty popular in school, and he didn’t speak to me at all, and neither did I to him. One evening he came to my neighbourhood to the tree we all played at with a bunch of his friends from football. He seemed slightly drunk, as were his friends, and they kept calling to me and my friends. I felt uneasy but I still stayed to play. Diarmud kept calling to me, but I ignored him, and then all of a sudden, he walked up to me. He came right up and raised his fist to punch me. I put my arms up in defence and he stopped. He laughed, and then he sauntered back to his friends who were all laughing & applauding. I was so upset my sister had to take me home, shaking and in tears. I hadn’t stopped when I got home and I had to explain to my dad, who found him hanging around outside our house the next day. My dad went out to “speak” to him and he never even so much as looked at me again.

Each of these stories ended with the boy being in trouble, but they changed how I looked at boys. After the first boy, I started to believe that people didn’t care what boys did to me. After the second boy, I started to attack boys who I thought would be a possible threat to me; on my first day of school at 12 I dragged a boy around the class by his ear because he seemed like he was going to be a problem in the future. He was, but for different reasons than I anticipated. After the third boy, I believed that all boys wanted to hurt me, that they would attack me if I didn’t do as they told me. I know now that in most cases these are untrue, but I also know something else.

Telling me that boys hurt me because they like me is not okay. Telling them it’s okay to hurt me when I don’t return their “affection” is not okay. 

For every encounter a girl has with one of these jerks, it shapes her to despise men, to lack empathy for them. It can totally distort her idea of love, it can breed hatred towards the entire male sex, like it did for me. She won’t see a human, all she will see is a creature, a creature to be distrusted, one she must hurt to keep it away from her. It is very easy to stop seeing men as people after an encounter like this.

Please, keep girls like I was safe. Help us keep our empathy, our happiness, our ability to see men as equals, not as monsters.

No Regrets (Part 10 - Final)

Summary: When the reader finally coughs up the courage to ask Bucky out, it turns out, he’s not that interested. Or is he?


CATCH UP: No Regrets Masterlist



A/N: On a fresh wave of confidence in my smut, there’s a little smutty finish to my first Bucky series. Because, you know, Bucky might be old fashioned, but some things never change…



Word count: 2.1k


Warnings: Light smut and swearing.

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Bucky wrapped his arm around your waist and escorted you towards the lift. You could feel his fingers tapping on your coat nervously.


‘Impatient?’ You smirked at him. He bit the inside of his cheek as shook his head.


‘Now… behave, little girl…’ he murmured. You straightened up, grabbed his arm and squeezed it closer around your waist.

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[!!!!! INSIDER INFO 2012] THE INNER WORKINGS OF SM ENT

What my cousin’s husband would always tell me is that, I shouldn’t be “too attached” with my idols. As whatever you are seeing on the outside are already “packaged” by the company and what they are portraying right now are not really their true personalities. To be honest, everything has already been set up by the company; program scripts, behind the scenes of magazine interviews, fan-signing events. All things has already passed through the company’s fingertips. Believe what you want. SM is a veteran company, and the images of their idols are meticulously planned; moreover the idols can’t change it as they wish. An idol’s behavior in front of the camera and everything that you are seeing has already been planned. And most of what you see now, paves the way for greater things to fall into place later on.

They’re making an example with this new group. SM has very high expectations for EXO. However, their popularity in Korea in reality fell short from what they were expecting. 

SM is very controlling over new groups.

Pairings within a group are a MUST, so they go to great lengths with it. Some members are obedient, and some are quite against it. 

SM is really determined in making EXO popular whether by hook or by crook. They will try their damn hardest to boost the group’s popularity and make them known in the public. That is why, even though they just debuted, they already have collaborations within SMTOWN. They even got the chance to perform onstage with BoA even though she’s a senior. However, cousin’s husband said these are nothing. SM has other tricks up their sleeves and they are scarier.

Read the comments, I said I’m a student and my brother-in-law is the staff member. I absolutely did not post this in behalf of the company. = =. 

So to continue, the no-dating-policy is not true. Even when SJ were just rookies back then, there were already a lot of scandalous photos. SM, with the use of the internet, controls the public’s opinion and it’s actually very easy. They would continuously lead the public on but they wouldn’t say their official stance nor confirm the matter (unless it’s one of their objectives). They want the attention, the hype, and by the time the fans are already caught in, they would quickly shoot down the issue. SM’s moves are quite unpredictable.

But with EXO it’s different. Their trainee period was boring, there was nothing much to say with their past photos, there was no room for speculations, so firing up the public was the hardest.

Therefore, collaborations are vital, they would also automatically become the possible candidate every time ideal member types are asked, they’d interact with those girls (and must be seen by fans), in order to drop hints at us. 

SM’s package comes along with these little tricks. Everyone should seriously ponder this over.

Baekhyun’s love for SNSD is not just a casual thing (there’s actually more to it). [ENTRY DATE: August 30, 2012]

I just went to search for EXO-SNSD pairings. And I was surprised that there are fans who are quicker than the company, and whose thinking are in sync with the company’s, they also have a lot of resources…

I like EXO, although it’s my first time to really engage in hallyu. But still, I didn’t expect this.

By the way, that thing about KRISSICA dating is impossible. The company has already been planned Kris for something else and there’s no J (Jessica) for the few candidates that came up because she already reached taboo. She already has one too many scandals, and she’s already a member that gets more hate (than the others). The company would go all out no matter the cost, but not to the extent of destroying their own idols.

Kris won’t be paired up with Amber as well. 

The scandals won’t have Yoona in it as she’s in acting. To speak of, Taeyeon and Baekhyun has been planned. The louder the responses of the fans are, the more the company’s objectives are met. [ENTRY DATE: August 31, 2012]

The M subgroup will come up with a scandal since their popularity in Korea is not as good as K’s. SM would rather M sink (than K) because this is quite risky, similar incidents such as the Black Ocean might happen if they are not careful. M is confirmed, and they are making plans now for the two most popular (Kris and Luhan), that would then allow the entire group to be known. He said that they’re going to do the same thing to f(x) too. 

Luhan and Kris are definitely beneficial for the group, first of all they’ve got the looks, then their age is closer to the girl group’s age. As the main focus in SNSD is Seohyun who is the youngest. In Korea, they prefer if the guy is older than the girl.

Initially, the company paired Kris and Seohyun as their height makes them look compatible for the other. But plans changed as after several deliberations, their characters would be too hard to create a hype with. Kris is now matched with Yuri, or perhaps Luhan and Seohyun as main scandal, and Kris and Seohyun as supporting scandal.

Now, it’s mainly Luhan and Seohyun. Like I’ve said before, take a look at their collabs. There are a lot of SMTown interactions, and watch their interactions on fancams. Also for their ideal type, no other person would come in mind right? Also cousin’s husband said their dynamics is quite good. The goody-two shoes boy and girl just like one of those pure, innocent couples, and their characters onstage and offstage are compatible.

Luhan and Seohyun for the pure, unadulterated type.

Baekhyun and Taeyeon for the noona-dongsaeng, vocal LINE type. (this two is really set for it).

Kai will be possibly paired with Krystal, this is being discussed. Kai really doesn’t like couple pairings, male x male or male x female.

So Oh Sehun is also a possible candidate for Krystal, however this matter is a thing of the future. Maknae is unlikely to have a scandal this early, but definitely will have.

Kris might have Yuri, their style is unknown.

[ENTRY DATE: August 31, 2012]

I have no ill intentions with what I’ve said about Jessica, but she really has too many scandals from DBSK to SJ to idols from other companies, creating a scandal around her would do no good and instead would probably ruin her.

I asked about Kris and Jessica’s interaction during SMTown, and he said that there are only two possibilities:

1. The company made alterations with their plans (very small possibility)

2. The relationship between the two is actually pretty good (close)…but everybody don’t get to angry.

Tiffany has dating rumors with people outside the company. Tiffany and Nickhun is real, but he doesn’t know if they’re still together.

In addition, the EXO member’s have friends and developed friendships with their colleagues. In fact Kai and Baekhyun’s interactions with them in general have been witnessed by fans quite a lot since it has been set up by the company.

With K being manipulated, some companies are also involved.

EXO-M Lay’s popularity is just average but Lay has a lot of connections in the broadcasting stations in Hunan. 

SM has a lot in store for Lay, but they didn’t expect Kris’s to be popular that fast.

*T/N: The text before the line are questions, I’m only going to translate OP’s answers.

Not really, Luhan is M’s trump card and will ignite the fire. In fact it will also promote M’s popularity. Luhan and Seohyun is a win-win situation. Both are SM’s favorite, they are the ones who are deemed unlikely to have scandals. Seohyun is extremely popular, and generally has a good impression to the masses- well behaved girl and even non-fans also like her. Luhan as well had created a good image. The two of them are the pure and innocent type, profitable to both sides right? And the goguma thing from before will help Seohyun since it will create the hype, it will pave the way for the future.

KaiBaek was created to cover up that they’re not close.

ChanBaek, this is an official (planned) pairing.. Their relationship is pretty good however they excessively interact mostly for the hype.

All of M doesn’t like male pairings

Do not hope for SM to promote LuBaek.

Sooyoung’s going to act. SNSD is on the low, an album is going to be released this year, and after that there might be some changes. They will have activities IN GROUPS. [ENTRY DATE: August 31, 2012] 

Variety, acting

There’s no proposed scandals for Chanyeol, it’s assumed that he’s going to focus on acting only. [ENTRY DATE: August 31, 2012] 

I think you misunderstood me. I didn’t say Baekhyun doesn’t like SNSD, he likes them and it’s more like taking advantage of that fact. Also Baekhyun and Taeyeon looks cute together. Their height and appearance matches well.  But then again, SM doesn’t care if you like or dislike the person, the company focuses on a fitting scandal- the kind that is able to create a hype but unlikely to cause too many anti. Like BaekYeon, Baekhyun is originally an SNSD fan. SeoHan can be understood as they are suitable for each other, at least both of them have nothing against the other. However, a better understanding of this is that, they are awfully obedient, listening to what the company has in store for them. And then the company will work on the collaboration and so on.

Someone messaged me if Kris and Chanyeol would either be picked for Seohyun, also about KriSica. Well, I understand you guys since his (Kris) character and persona is somewhat like Seohyun (height) or Jessica (ice princess). However, he has been set up now with Yuri. It was Seohyun before but she didn’t match with what SM had in mind. Jessica is unlikely going to have a scandal now.

DBSK will release an album this year. Changmin will also have another drama

Japan for f(x). Take advantage of their TV series.

Korea will hold the two maknaes, and possibly give them shows.

I asked jiefu when they’re going back to China, he said Japan first. They’re still going to evaluate the responses to Victoria’s drama.

They’ve been talking about Luhan’s drama, he’s getting offers from the Mainland. However the probability of him acting this year is extremely low, look forward to next year okay?

The number of pairings, I do not know. But Minho and Krystal’s relationship is pretty good. Krystal is needed for EXO though. 

Tao will be recognized in the future

In fact Chinaline has different characteristics each.

Tao’s dancing and singing is not bad however they want him to focus on his martial arts, and he has limited chances of displaying his skills.

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T/N:

This insider thread was created August 30,2012 | 20:19. If you were to read this and compare to what happened the past 2 years, most of what she have said came true. It’s up to you to believe in this or not. TAKE IT WITH A GRAIN OF SALT

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The first time my father saw me as a boy I had bloodied knuckles and one eye swollen shut. He had stared at me, face slack in shock. I think in that moment he was beginning to understand how the emotions inside me were manifesting. In cracked plaster, split lips, dark bruises. I was angry - angry at myself for being so weak and angry at the world for making me the way I was. The teachers told me I was a problem that needed to be remedied at home. I’ll never forget the teacher standing in front of my father who still hadn’t taken his eyes off of me. ‘You need to teach your daughter how a girl should behave,’ she told him, voice haughty like my father was slow, incompetent, lacking. My father has always struggled to translate Russian to English and then back again, something I could tell bothered him, especially in public when strangers would slow their syllables and smile encouragingly as if he was a toddler instead of a businessman. But his first and foremost language has been love. He didn’t know the English word for couch but he knew how to drag an electric razor over my scalp when I told him I hated my hair. He knew how to throw out all of my clothes and take me to the store so I could shop for some more - this time in the men’s section. He knew how to listen attentively, sometimes asking for clarifications, when I told him what I needed to do if I wanted to be happy. He knew how to sit on the edge of my bed one gray morning and take my hands in his. ‘Judson’, he said softly, a name that came from me asking the day before if he would rename me something better and has since been the dearest thing he has ever given me, ‘it is time for breakfast.’ He knew what I wanted and what I needed but I also recognized how he was struggling to understand what it meant to be transgender and how it conflicted with his own faith.
I also know that my father straightened up in front of that teacher and pulled me up alongside him. His face schooled into quiet rage, an emotion I had never seen on him before he spoke. 'His name is Judson and he is not my daughter. He is my son.’
—  j.l - “his first language was love”