but hes so cute leave me alone

IMPORTANT THINGS IN THE BOOTLEG

Jeremy’s massive thing of Aveeno and tissues. Same.

Will Connolly has nice legs.

Jeremy tucks in his shirt? What a nerd.

The choreography in More Than Survive is legendary.

Chloe is an asshole. Also, I’m pretty sure Jeremy was going to defend Jenna? Good boy.

Jeremy is so gleeful when he sees the sign up sheet? Fuck everyone who says he only signed up for Christine- this boy clearly wanted to do it, he was just too scared to go for it.

The sad look as he realizes that the signup is just going to end in humiliation.

CHRISTINE’S LIP BALM??? Get moisturized!

IS MY MACBOOK PRO HARD DRIVE

Brooke’s hair is gorgeous.

Jeremy bops along to Michael’s rap, which is adorable. It also shows that he’s only really comfortable around him- compare Jeremy in the chorus of More Than Survive, where he’s flailing and totally unable to keep with the choreography to Two Player Game, where he and Michael are completely in sync.

Handshake is repeated in Two Player Game! Motif confirmed!

Speaking of which, Michael himself is totally with the choreography. I think this can be taken as either him accepting his place in the hierarchy, or at least having the social skills to navigate it. Either way, it makes sense that he has trouble relating to Jeremy’s frustration with fitting in- in his own way, he already does.

Also, the prop and scene transitions are fantastic? The entire set is ridiculously versatile, and it’s incredible how seamless the transitions are and how they blend into the dancing. Also, the fucking sky bean bags. Who do you think had to stand up on the catwalks and drop those? I wanna know.

At 7:40 we have some quality hand flapping action? I mean, this entire scene is great- Jeremy stands up straighter and looks so genuinely excited, and he runs up to the poster, so ready to get genuinely into this play… and then Rich calls him gay and publically humiliates him.

Speaking of Rich, he’s kind of a dick in this, isn’t he? I mean, the whole bullying thing definitely is not a mild issue- Rich spends most of his time attacking Jeremy. At 2:40 he straight up punches Jeremy in the nuts, he actually lays hands on him during the “BOYF” scene, and when he’s singing to him, at one point he’s clearly about to punch him. Hard.

Speaking of that moment, I want to point out Jeremy’s instantaneous reaction to Rich raising his hand. That’s not a normal reaction. Normal people block their faces, obviously, but the way Jeremy automatically does it before Rich even finishes raising his hand, that’s not normal. That’s what people do when they’ve been hit. A lot.

Anyways, Michael is amazing? Such a supportive friend. So many good friendly touches. 9:45’s little face pat, and the entirety of Two Player Game stick out.

“WELL I’M JEREMY!”

And lemme talk about I Love Play Rehearsal too. I love Christine, and she’s so amazingly extra in everything she does. I also love how happy Jeremy is listening to her, even if he’s too nervous to talk, and how Christine is totally cool with that! They have a lot of great chemistry in this!

I also love how it’s absolutely obvious that Christine is horrible at reading the room and is constantly unaware of the innuendos she’s making. My beautiful, oblivious daughter.

And, she’s so comfortable with him! You go girl! Shout at the sweaty man!

Jeremy is a ball of spastic energy. Constantly. I can relate.

Shout out to Jeremy putting his hands over his lap. It’s okay man. We all have boners for Christine.

Jeremy’s little smile during her song? It’s adorable. 100% wholesome. He’s so in love.

And Christine poking his… like, everywhere? Cute as hell.

And for that matter, Jeremy’s nervous tic of smoothing down his hair? Really cute. He does it a lot too!

Jake is apparently also on the Frisbee Golf Team. Make of that what you will.

Mr. Reyes hugging Christine. Quality comforting. My poor daughter, who then proceeds to harass him during the Hot Pocket Break. Perfect girl.

She also seems really hesitant initially with Jake. Her body language is very much “Leave me alone please.”

Jeremy has canonically had to go to the nurse over breakdowns.

Rich has seen Mr. Reyes urinate. This isn’t important, but like. It happened. Why.

Rich spends the entire discussion before his song urinating while rolling his hips. And doesn’t wash his hands. Then puts said hands all over Jeremy. Jeremy has indirectly touched Rich’s dick.

Rich’s lisp comes back when he shouts at Jeremy, then he slaps himself. Damn, that’s heartbreaking.

Also, irrelevant to Rich, but Jeremy’s hands are in his pockets 85% of the time. Like a bisexual penguin.

Rich at 20:33 keeps touching Jeremy’s face. He still has not washed his hands.

AGAIN, RICH WAS ABOUT TO SERIOUSLY FUCK UP JEREMY’S FACE, AND FROM HIS IMMEDIATE, REFLEXIVE REACTION, WE CAN TELL THIS HAS HAPPENED BEFORE.

Please, someone make a tutorial for the SQUIP hand gestures. I love them.

Rich makes Jeremy stand straight. Foreshadowing much?

When Rich sings “Rule!” at 22:25, he does the rising fist motion from Pitiful Children.

Jeremy’s flailing at 23:09, beautiful anxious deer child. He’s beauty, he is grace, he’s gonna shove a SQUIP in his face.

“Aren’t you gonna wash your hands?”

Rich flashing Jeremy while he shouts about how the SQUIP makes it so he doesn’t get piss on his hands.

Rich is a nasty boy.

Jeremy’s reprise of the SQUIP Song is great.

YEET

Michael has reentered the narrative and they both sound so happy to see each other.

Beanbags, our twin heavenly Lords and Saviors, are made with space fabric.

Jeremy and Michael move in perfect tandem, like holy shit. They straight up swap controllers for a bit and keep playing as they talk and dance and annoy each other? Incredible.

This is the most wholesome thing I’ve ever seen. So full of holes.

Michael tickles Jeremy? GOOD SHIT.

Jeremy steals Michael’s controller and his face has such glee. So playful. So pure.

Friendly reminder that part of the reason Jeremy took the SQUIP and kept obeying it was fear of become his father- depressed and negligent.

The awkward hell of having to stare at Mr. Heere’s crotch. Every time he shows up. Jeremy, I feel your pain.

Mr. Heere goes in for the hair tussle and is brutally rejected by his son. In general, Jeremy is really upset by his parents, both his dad and his deadbeat mom.

Michael is super insecure.

Honestly, this whole thing is like watching the build up to a tragedy. It’s honestly unnerving to now Jeremy’s going to get the living shit kicked out of him.

Jeremy flipping Michael off at 29:07 is my aesthetic.

Rich and Jake helping with the scene transitions are amazing.

Michael’s constant glaring at Spooky Stock Boy is legendary. Quality moral support here.

Every Time Jeremy’s voice cracks, I triple in power.

The robotic backup singers and theremin during Stock Boy’s reprise are my sexuality.

Tag yourself, I’m massive hat lady.

“Minty?”

MICHAEL IS SO FUCKING HYPED FOR THAT PEPSI, DAMN SON.

More quality Jer-flaps at 34:23.

JEREMY’S SEIZURE. HOLY SHIT MY SON IS IN PAIN. ALL WHUMP IS CANON.

I mean, seriously, that’s an actual goddamn seizure. That’s horrifying.

NO JENNA DON’T RECORD JEREMY DYING, GET FUCKING MEDICAL ATTENTION.

Christine is so fucking worried, and she pushes Jake away for making fun of Jeremy. I love her.

ERIC’S HERE BITCHES.

help-i-cant-adult  asked:

headcanons about the *blessed ot4* please? (Mari/Adrien/Nino/Alya)

  • nino and mari are like the deadpanned fatalistic members of the group
    • nino: dudes we’ve been studying for this test for like fifty years death is staring me in the face
    • mari: if we die like right now tho, we won’t have to take the test
    • nino: omg tru 
    • adrien: …….so can you two like, i dunno, love yourselves please?
  • nino makes a group snapchat for the four of them because he thought it’d be cute, but adrien and alya started spamming it when they turned it into a continuous ugly selfie contest that’s been going 27 days strong. mari and nino just leave it alone and snap each other directly. 
  • not only are mari and alya synced up, but adrien and nino become those mom friends that bring junk food, pain killers, and extra tampons to school in case the girls need it
  • adrien somehow has the numbers of nino’s, alya’s, and marinette’s parents and vice versa and adrien won’t tell how he got them
    • whenever one of them is out past curfew, they’ll always get a call from adrien being like “hey so your mom called me and she wants you home right away.”
    • adrien casually texts marinette’s mom often bc she’s always asking him how he is and if he’s eating. adrien doesn’t mind bc it’s nice to have a mom worry over him. 
  • marinette has sketched out schematics for how to sneak past the agreste mansion’s security, scale the side of adrien’s home, and break him out of his room for “friend time.” she’s dead serious about it too. 
  • there was one time adrien invited everyone over to his house so they could “work on a class project.” but he hid them in his closet until his father and nathalie went to sleep so that they could sleep over at his house without anyone knowing
    • they had to keep the noise down and ninja into the kitchen whenever they wanted snacks, but adrien was the only one with a bed big enough for all four of them and alya wanted to have a go on his rock climbing wall 
  • adrien and marinette are notorious for physically crying over cute animal photos/videos, so sometimes, to screw with them, alya and nino will spam them with links during class and laugh at them these two start sobbing into their notes in the middle of a geography lesson
Counting Orgasms

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Type: Smut, overstimulation, multiple orgasms

Plot: You learn your lesson, a lesson about never lying. To never lie about how good your boyfriend is in bed.

Originally posted by wonhobe

I couldn’t do it. Desperate moans, fingers working vociferously at my clit. Images of my boyfriend painted in my mind. I just could not do it. No matter what I tried. A bath, a sexy movie, listening to my boyfriend’s music. Nothing worked better than his touch. And he deprived me of it recently. I just couldn’t cum without him.

I was driven mad by this. Entirely desperate for such an unobtainable release. I knew he was the only one whom could grant this, and I resented him so much for denying it. Sure, he was busy. But how busy can a man be to deprive his girlfriend of her own basic needs? I needed to vent before a fight brewed. So, I did just that.

“Y/N… Why don’t you just talk to him about it?” My best friend confided in me. We were face timing, and I was begging for a solution to such a peculiar problem.

My eyes widened, “No! Are you kidding! If I were to talk to him about this he would just write me off as being horny and annoying, not sexy and needy.”  I snapped suddenly at my friend, my own sexual tension, and frustration beginning to escape through words.

Her eyes stared at me for a moment, a smile erupting on her face, “You are so sexually frustrated Y/N.” She exclaimed, laughing to the point of tears welling in her eyes.

I rolled your eyes, finding a small laugh bubbling up within you due to hearing her’s. I sighed, “It’s not funny, okay? He hasn’t done anything with me for, like, 2 weeks. I’m dying over here.” I whined, pouting at the joke of it.

My friend snickered, “Is it because you can’t get him up anymore?” She asked deviously, making me gasp immediately.

“What? No! That’s not it at all!” I defended myself, taken aback by her question. I had wondered about this for the past 2 weeks, but soon enough came to the conclusion that it wasn’t my fault, but rather his.

“Then why on earth would your boyfriend not want to fuck you?” My friend challenged, wiggling her eyebrows. I laughed with her at this, shrugging my shoulders.

“I don’t know… He says he’s busy but when he is home he doesn’t do anything. I’ve been trying so damn hard. It feels like he doesn’t want me.” I relished in my own pity party, a frown overtaking my expression.

“Aww, Y/N… I’m sure it’s not your fault! You’re beautiful, okay? I bet he just feels awkward because he knows he isn’t fucking you right.” At this, I laughed. I laughed so hard that I snorted, catching both me and my friend by surprise.

“Come on though, Y/N… Spill it, he isn’t good in bed, is he? Because if he was, he’d be fucking you every night. Hell, if I were gay I would too.” My friend announced, making my laughter never cease to give up, “Come on! Just admit it.” She egged on.

“Okay, okay. I mean, the last time we did anything he couldn’t even make me cum.” I chimed in. My friend’s eyes lit up at this, “I knew it! He can’t make you cum, can he?” She exclaimed.

I went with the sarcasm of the situation and nodded, laughing with her, “Nope. He can’t.” I lied, making her raise her fists and cheer, “I knew it!”

“I can’t?” Yoongi’s voice cut through the happy aura of the environment, my friend going silent, holding back laughter from the awkward situation.

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Watch Me Babygirl [pt.5]

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Summary: Jungkook is your brother’s annoying best friend. You can’t stand him but he just can’t resist teasing you. How far will he actually go?

Warnings: slight language and some suggestive content


You walked sleepily towards the kitchen to grab a bottle of water or maybe make some coffee, you’d make up your mind when you got there. You ran your hand through your hair, tousling it further.

Yawning, you stepped into the kitchen, the tile sending a shock through you, cold against your bare feet.

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the extra cute and proper use of a fresh water bottle by Kim Jongdae

Friends Part 1

Summary: You and Bucky are friends for a long time, but lately you start to develop romantic feelings for him. One day one of Tony’s parties everything changes but maybe not the way you wanted or expected.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1947

Warnings: Fluffy and angst

Thank you @amrita31199 for beta this for me you are amazing 

credits to the gif owner

You never felt so inadequate in your life, when you left the house for one of Tony’s parties . You felt beautiful in your black strapless dress and high heels.  But as soon as you arrived at the party, you felt your heart being shattered.

You see Bucky with a beautiful blonde in his arms , when he sees you he comes in your direction kissing your cheek and pulling you to a hug “Don’t you look beautiful?” He says staring into your eyes, you smile at him with your best fake smile“Well I tried, apparently not as hard as your date.” You say sounding bitter even if that is the last thing you wanted to be or sound like.

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the losers club go to the snow ball

i literally wrote this because @elisebazinga made the cutest gif edit of richie and eddie at a dance and now im crying over the thought of the losers going to the snow ball

- mike, richie, stan, lucas and bill all get ready together in mike’s basement and they’re all trying to tie each other’s ties and do their hair in one tiny mirror

- richie is freaking out because he can’t find the right blazer to wear and when stan asks why he just yells “BECAUSE EDDIE LIKES COLOUR COORDINATION, STANLEY”

- bill straightens stan’s bowtie for him just before they leave and they both kind of stare at each other in awe

- “you l-luh-look great, stan”

- “come on lover boys, we’re gonna be late!” lucas most likely

- loser mike and ben get ready together at dustin’s house and they help dustin style his hair just like steve instructed

- “you look great dude, max is gonna love it”

- ben wears a cute little maroon suit and mike is so proud of his best bud because he’s gonna ask bev to dance with him

- steve picks the three of them up and just grins at their outfits because they all look so good and he’s so proud of his sons

- at will’s house, bev, max, eleven and eddie are all getting ready and eddie is sitting with eleven helping her with her hair and she’s so nervous

- “you look amazing, el, trust me, mike’s gonna be blown away”

- “so will richie when he sees you” eddie blushes like a mad man

- beverly does max and eleven’s make up and both girls are so grossed out by the lipstick and blush but they let her work her magic anyway

- will is nervous about going to school with loads of people he doesn’t like but eddie promises to stay by his side the entire night

- joyce takes about a thousand photos of all of them because they all look so cute

- and she drives them all and waves them off with tears in her eyes because she’s so proud of them all

- the three groups take goofy photos together with jonothan laughing at them

- the losers and stranger kids all gather in a big group and are just staring at each other because damn, they clean up good

- richie stares at eddie as he walks across the room and it all goes slow motion and stan has to hit him to make him stop

- “eddie…you look amazing”

- “yeah, you too trashmouth”

- the second ‘time after time’ plays over the speakers everyone goes red because shit, this is a slow song, what do we do??

- when dustin can’t find anyone to dance beverly dances with him for a short while and ben is more than happy to let her because dustin is his best friend and deserves all the love

- he and mike dance together and everyone loves it

- will awkwardly accepts dancing with a girl but he keeps glancing at the boys like ‘help me’ 

- eddie encourages lucas to ask max to dance and nearly squeals when they do because he ships them so hard

- mike obvs asks eleven to dance, leaving eddie, richie, stan and bill alone

- “oh for fucks sake bill just ask him to dance already”

- bill awkwardly pulls stan to the dance floor but they eventually end up hugging and swaying to the beat and it’s so damn cute

- “so…what do you wanna do now, eds?”

- “i wanna dance”

- “o-oh, okay?”

- eddie grins and drags richie by the hand to the middle of the dance floor and he shows two left feet tozier how to slow dance

- richie is concentrating so hard not to step on eddie’s toes and eddie is just slowly falling in love with every second

- when max and lucas kiss eddie and bev just tearfully smile at each other

- when mike and eleven kiss richie cheers and high fives mike when eleven isn’t looking

- and when eddie pulls richie down by the collar to finally kiss him, mostly because he’s rambling and needs him to shut up, lucas and dustin cheer and everyone in their group wolf whistle

- “finally” stan would mutter with a grin as he and bill dance together

- “maybe i should t-tuh-take richie’s advice after all” bill says and stan blushes before kissing bill because fuck it

- at the end of the night jonothan gets them all to take one big group photo together in their outfits and he prints like 100 copies so everyone and their parents can have one

Have You Ever Seen a Heart Shatter

Request: can you write an imagine with newt scamander where the reader compares herself so much to tina??? angst angst angst please!! your writing is astounding btw ❤️❤️

Word Count: 2,156

Pairing: Newt x Reader

Part 2

Requested by Anonymous

Requests are currently open! Feel free to send one in


“Tina Goldstein, resident goddess.” You mutter as you storm through the front door and down the long staircase rife with splinters and creaky spots. Not to mention the unkind tenants that live on the third and fourth floors. Their shouts follow you down as your boots crash against the steps.

Tina this, Tina that, Tina the infallible. You skip three steps when you jump down onto the landing and yank open the front door. Tina can do no wrong, even when she’s unemployed and obsessive.

The wind slams into your side, trying to knock you off-balance. You shiver but stride forward, no real destination in mind other than to be far away from her.
No one had even looked up when you shoved your chair back from the kitchen table, too busy hanging on every word of some story about capturing some man that used a spell in front of some muggle to care about you. They love Tina’s stories about her adventures.

It’s not like you’re exactly employed. You’d met Newt on a research trip years before. The chemistry between the two of you had been obvious to everyone and it hadn’t taken long for the two of you to pair up for the study. Soon enough, Newt asked you to help him observe some mooncalves under the starry sky and, after some laughing and held hands, a new relationship began. The two of you agreed to work together and alternate research trips. This trip to release Frank was one of Newt’s ideas, meaning that you’re really nothing more than a magizoologist’s assistant.

Still, it’s more fascinating than just running after people and bringing them into MACUSA, right? You meet some of the rarest beasts on your journeys. Tina does nothing but arrest people and memorize the ridiculous laws on magic that Americans put into place. Every auror has stories just as mesmerizing as Tina’s, though the others disagree. Even Newt seems to think they’re interesting enough to warrant ignoring you.

You scowl and wrap your arms around yourself as you continue forward. If Newt wants to spend all of his time with some other girl with perfect hair let him.

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comfort: exam season

summary: exams are kicking your ass, and even though your boyfriend’s an asshole on the outside, he really cares for you and wants to make things better

pairing: jock!bucky x reader

word count: 1364 words

warnings: language, fluff

notes: I wrote this for one of my best friends Ari ( @whyisbuckyso ) because goddamn exam season’s a bitch for her. then I decided to turn it into a little drabble as an interlude to my upcoming fics (which hopefully you’ll enjoy!)

Originally posted by little--batman

Burying your head in your hands, you groan, trying to ignore the flashing on your computer of the alert; “EXAM TOMORROW.”

You’ve had these alerts going off nonstop, each for a different subject, and you’re pretty sure you’re going insane. You feel like you want to shove all the piles of paper off your desk and just scream, but you’re pretty sure you’d wake up your boyfriend. He’s fast asleep, and as much as you’d like to join him, your mind is telling you to ’FUCKING MEMORISE ALL THIS, YOU DIPSHIT.’

You give yourself the grace to let out a frustrated groan, gripping the roots of your hair as you will yourself to read over the reams of notes you have.

Shoving in your earphones, you bite your lip as you finally get the grasp of one of your paragraphs, trying to celebrate that mini victory with a sip of coffee.

“Why the fuck are you awake?”

You shriek, jumping in your seat and almost falling off your chair, trying desperately to not bring your computer down with you. Luckily, your computer lands on your seat, the headphones hanging uselessly on the edge while you’re collapsed on the ground. You glare up at your boyfriend as he tries to hold in his snickers.

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prompts for writing

feel free to use any of these! 

send in requests!

1. “Your hair is so soft..” 

2. “It’s too cold! Come back!”

3. “No, I’m not letting you go. It’s too early to get out of bed.”

4. “C’mere, you can sit in my lap until I’m done working.”

5. “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”

6. “Shh, you’re safe. I won’t let you go.”

7. “What? does that feel good?”

8. “Just pretend to be my date.”

9. “He/She did it.” “No he/she did.”

10. “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

11. “It’s not a double date. We’re just third and fourth wheeling.”

12. “No no–it’s alright, come here.”

13. “I’m not going to leave you. You’re never going to have to suffer by yourself again, I promise.”

14. “Look, I know we don’t know each other that well, but I’m still worried about you. No one deserves to be alone.”

15. “If I could, I would kiss away all of your scars.”

16. “I think I might be falling in love with you.”

17. “Your lips are so soft. I could kiss them all day.”

18. “It’s not bad to cry. In fact, I think it makes a person stronger.”

19. “Mmm.. you’re warm.”

20. “You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this..”

21. “I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with..”

22. “No, you can’t get up! You’re my prisoner for today.”

23. “Shh, it was just a bad dream. Just a dream, okay? None of it was really.”

24. “You know I’m/we’re always here for you, right?”

25. “Please talk to me about it.”

26. “You have something in you hair.. um–do you want me to get it out?”

27. “I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror..”

28. “I would’ve had breakfast ready, but you were sleeping on my arm and I didn’t want to wake you.”

29. “I know I’ve kissed you like, ten times, but just like another ten, please.”

30. “Are you wearing my shirt?“

31. “Wanna, like–I mean, if you’re not busy.. We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?”

32. “So I was driving past a pet store and couldn’t help but wonder how cute an animal would be like in our home..”

33. “Let’s just stay in bed.”

34. “We live together. You can’t blame this on anyone else.”

35. “You’re beautiful, you know that?”

36. “Shooting star. Make a wish.“ 

37. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

38. “Wow, you’re hot.“

39. “I want to marry you.”

40. “I want to take a shower so you should probably join me. It’ll save water.”

41. “You’re just not the same anymore..”

42. “It’s midnight! Where the hell were you?”

43. “What the hell is your problem?!”

44. “Why do you run away from your problems all the time?”

45. “You can’t keep it all inside, you know? Bottling it up won’t do any good.”

46. “Hey, I know you’re hurting.. but, you’re not alone, okay?”

47. “I hate you! I’m sorry it took me so damn long to realize that.”

48. “You lost your chance.”

49. “I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression.”

50. “You can’t just lose your temper like this every time you get a bit upset!”

51. “Calm down! You’re scaring me!”

52. “Don’t look at me like that.”

53. “Were you ever going to tell me?”

54. “I’m done trying to help you!” 

55. “Sorry doesn’t fix everything.”

56. “You didn’t call. You didn’t text. Nothing.”

57. “It isn’t up for debate.”

58. “I don’t know what’s wrong, okay? I’m just… really tired.”

59. “I’m fine. Stop asking.”

60. “I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s wrong, and don’t try lying to me.”

61. “I hope someday you get a taste of your own medicine.”

62. “Pack your shit and go. Get the fuck out of my sight!”

63. “Is this how little you think of me?”

64. “I can’t do this anymore.. not with you.”

65. “Are you happy now? Huh? DOES THIS MAKE YOU HAPPY?!”

66. “You said you’d always be there for me… so how did this happened? Why weren’t you there?”

67. “Did it ever occur to you that you’re hurting me too?”

68. “I don’t need help! I just want the pain to stop!”

69. “We can be friends instead.”

70. “I tried to move on, but nobody is you.”

71. “Do I look like I’ve moved on?”

72. “I don’t remember a fight or a reason, so what happened? Why did we break up?”

73. “Can I at least buy you a coffee? For old times sake.”

74. “I can’t take the loneliness anymore.”

75. “What are you talking about? You’re married!”

76. “I feels like everyone just forgot I exist.”

77. “Maybe I’m meant to be alone.”

78. “I gave you your chance, and you just used it to stab me in the back.”

79. “I’ve been alone for so long..”

80. “But you promised..”

81. “Isn’t this, like, illegal?” “Probably.”

82. “You’re really drunk right now. I don’t think you’re gonna remember any of this.”“No, I’m not drunk at all. You’re just blurry.”

83. “I have a feeling we should kiss.”“Is that a good feeling or a bad feeling?” 

84. “Yeah, well, I shut everybody out. Don’t take it personally. It’s just easier.”

85. "You’re jealous, aren’t you?” “I’m not jealous.”

86. “Were you ever going to tell me?”

87. “I can’t believe you dragged me into this.”

88. “Bite me.” “Eat me.” “Kiss my ass.”

89. “You think I’m dumb enough to fall for that stupid move?”

90. “You have to tell me why were committing a felony before we do it. Not that that’s going to stop us, but at least I’ll have all the facts.”

91. “You weren’t supposed to laugh! I’m so embarrassed!”

92. “I vote today be a pajama day.”

93. “You aren’t supposed to laugh! I’m embarrassed!”

94. “It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”

95. “There’s been some real friction in our friend group lately. I suggest an orgy to save our friendship.”

96. “I saw that. You just checked me out.”

97. “Are you stupid or stupid?”

98. “How about you make me?”

99. “Do it. I dare you.”

100. “Rise and shine, motherfucker.”

101. “Well fuck me!" 

102. "Are you… Drunk?" 

103. "Walk it off." 

104. "Did you just go throw up?" 

105. "Could you turn it down? A bit? Maybe?" 

106. "Don’t drink that! I saw that guy slip something in there!" 

107. "Get out of here! This is my hiding spot!" 

108. "Quick, pretend your talking to me." 

109. "Could you hold my hand?" 

110. "You’re hiding under that blanket because you’re blushing?" 

111. "Can I kiss you?" 

112. "Quit looking at me with that stupid expression. You’re pissing me off." 

113. “ …Why? Why are you being… so nice to me? I can’t understand. I can’t understand! I just can’t understand… “ 

114. "Don’t you think you’re a little too old to be using cheesy pick up lines?" 

115. "You’re the perfect combination of sexy and cute." 

116. "You know I’ll kill him if he hurts you." 

117. "Can we please pretend I never said that?" 

118. "Forget the douche. He’s a dick. He’s a dickdouche." 

119. "You guys are yelling and I want ice cream!" 

120. "How ‘bout you stick it up your ass instead?" 

121. ”“Punched” is one word, “Fisted” is another.“ 

122. "Please! Leave me alone!" 

123. "It’s too late for you to be out by yourself." 

124. "You seem like a friendly face, mind if I sit with you?" 

125. "You made me this way." 

126. "I think about you all the time, it’s freaking annoying." 

127. "Bill Nye couldn’t even help you." 

128. "You left your shirt at my house. It’s mine now." 

129. "I just wanted to hear your voice." 

130. "I saw a shooting star and I thought of you.”

stand up • monty de la cruz

a/n: i think that this is one of my fav requests bc i wrote the character based off of me a lil bit hehe. also, thanks for 700! 💓

warnings: swearing, smut, you already know what it is, my old sinner ways

you walk into school to be greeted by a chorus of “oh’s.” this wasn’t an unusual occurrence at liberty high, but it was an annoying one because every time it happened, you knew that there was some undeserving victim at the root of it all.

you sigh deeply and walk towards your locker, but you can’t quite make it all the way there because the hall is blocked by the formed circle. in the center, you see montgomery de la cruz taunting some freshman you’ve never seen before. the boy looks absolutely terrified, while monty chuckles. it isn’t long before monty has him by his collar and pushed up against the wall. monty is about to throw a punch, and you speak up, pushing yourself toward the center of the circle.

“monty can you stop being such a dick for once in your life?” you say and the boy turns his attention towards you. once he sees that it’s you, his expression softens a bit and then quickly turns into a smirk. “this is men’s business y/n, it’s best if you just butt out.” he says to you arrogantly. the crowd laughs. “you shouldn’t be partaking in it then,” you say, crossing your arms across your chest. “put him down.” the chorus of “ooo’s” rises again and you see monty’s nostrils flare.

“and if i don’t?” he questions. “then i’ll shove my foot so far up your ass, you’ll cough up
my size 5 vans.” you snap at him. monty looks stunned and shakes his head, putting the boy down. the crowd subsides and you walk to your locker. monty’s gaze lingers on you while you put in your combination. he walks over to where you’re standing and props himself against the locker beside you.

“size 5? tiny, that’s cute.” he says while you dig around your locker. you groan and close the door, still annoyed with him. “montgomery, go be a piece of shit somewhere else, maybe go to class for once? i don’t have the time right now.” you say trying to walk away from him. he stands in front of you, placing each hand on either side of your head. he’s dangerously close to your face, so close that you can smell the mint on his breath and feel it on your cheeks. you’d be lying if you said that you didn’t find him attractive. “leave me the hell alone de la cruz. don’t you have somewhere to be?” you spat at him, trying to seem confident. on the inside, you felt like you were melting.

“why do you hate me, y/n?” monty asks you while searching your eyes with his. you snap into reality and remember why you’re angry with him in the first place. looking him dead in the eyes, you begin speaking. “because, you’re an ass monty. you’re such a bully and i’m sick of your shi-” monty let’s his impulses take over and cuts you off by smashing his lips onto yours. he pulls away and stares at you intently. “how do you manage to piss me off so much, but turn me on at the same time, y/l/n?” monty says while gripping your wrist.

you giggle at his words until he presses himself flush against you. you can feel your breath hitch in your throat. “you think this is funny?”
he growls while grinding himself against you. you let out a shaky breath and then you smash your lips onto his. you didn’t know what was taking over you, but you weren’t complaining. monty yanks your hand and leads you into the janitor’s closet, slamming it shut and locking it.

his lips immediately attach to your neck and you shudder from his touch. “you’re stupid montgomery.” you moan breathlessly. “mmmhmmm.” he hums against your neck in response. “so stupid.” you moan as he lifts your shirt above your head. monty kisses you again, more forcefully this time. you can feel his hard on dig into your leg, so you glide your hand down to start palming him. he moans into your mouth and then grabs your wrists, pinning them above your head while he kisses you roughly all over.

monty sits down, pulling you on top of him. he grabs your hips and you start grinding against his erection, moaning from the friction. “fucking shit y/n, you’re so sexy.” monty groans while grabbing your ass to squeeze it. you smirk and stand up, and his eyes latch onto you. you decide to give him a show and take off your pants and panties painfully slow, without breaking eye contact with him. his eyes rake your body up and down and he takes his pants off too.

he walks towards you swiftly and has you pushed to the wall again in a rough, fiery kiss. you tug at the waistband of his boxers, and he pulls away. “jump.” monty breathed into your ear, and you felt chills go down your spine. you do as he says, wrapping your legs around his waist in the process. he uses one hand to pull down his underwear, positions himself at your entrance, and pounds into you hard and fast. the sudden contact made you cry out in pain as you bounced on him. his firm grip around your waist was sure to leave hard to explain bruises, but in the moment, all you can think about is the pleasure that you feel. your eyes roll back as you grip monty’s shoulders.

“o- oh my… fuck.” is all that monty can get out. you try to control your moans but with every thrust, all you can do is gasp out. you were never one to be speechless, but words couldn’t describe how you were feeling.

monty backs up and sits against the shelf so that you can ride him. your hips rolled effortlessly while you placed your hands on his chest. you felt your legs getting weaker by the second, knowing that you were nearing the edge. “fu- oh my god mont, i’m close.” you whimper. monty sits up so that he can kiss you, and you start to bounce on him faster. he moans into your mouth again and then pulls away to place wet kisses on your jawline, lacing his hand into your hair. he kisses behind your ear and then begins whispering to you.

“let it out baby girl.” monty says in your ear, causing you to shiver. “look at you, riding my cock. god you look so hot right now. i wish you could see it.” he continues. his words motivate you to bounce even quicker, and he hisses. your nails dig into monty’s back. your walls clench, and you come undone around him. before you have a chance to ride out your high, monty flips you onto your back. he rolls his hips into you and brings his thumb down to rub your clit. pleasure jolts through your body as monty goes to work.

your whimpers echo off the walls of the janitor’s closet while monty grunts. “shit y/n, i’m not going to last.” he breathes out. monty rubs your clit even faster and your eyes roll back. your vision blurs as you cry out his name, and your senses go into overdrive. monty puts his head in the crook of your neck, and after a few more thrusts, he comes, triggering your second orgasm. you both breathe heavily while trying to recover from the event that just took place.

“so,” monty starts, “wanna ditch? i mean we’re already hella late, and i have the house to myself. what do you say?” he questions you with a smirk.

Monster!EXO Reaction to: Liking You But You’re Scared of Them

Xiumin: Smirks. Despite his age, other monsters would always call him cute and adorable. Except those that knew him, of course. Looks could be deceiving. And it seemed that you were good at reading people.

“I won’t lie to you, I can be scary, when I want to be. But you’re the one person I would never hurt, so you don’t need to be afraid.”

Originally posted by xiaonancii96

Luhan: Keeps his distance while trying to court you. He’ll send you parcels and watch through the window as you open them. He hopes that by staying away and showing kindness, your fear of him will lessen and you might return his feelings.

Originally posted by angel-in-slow-motion

Kris: “You’re right. I am scary. But you don’t have to be afraid.” Won’t hide what he is but promises he would never use his supernatural power against you. “I like you so I would never hurt you. There’s no need to be scared.”

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Suho: Had always wanted to be feared, but by other monsters, not by you. He was too kind to be considered intimidating so this was the first time someone had looked at him with fearful eyes. He’s not sure what to do, wanting to pull you close and cuddle away your fear. But he knows that it was best to stay away, since you were scared.

He takes a step back. “I … I’ll never hurt you. If you would get to know me better, I’ll prove that to you. Can I take you out? Just one date, please?”

Originally posted by veriloquentmind

Lay: Feels smug. He’s always been told that he looks cute, contrary to the Monster that he truly is. So having you be afraid of him is actually flattering.

“Don’t be scared! I’m scary but I want to protect, not hurt, you. So stop shaking and follow me. We’re going on a date to that restaurant you like.”

Originally posted by lawlliets

Baekhyun: “Idiot … How am I scary, I’m as cute as can be?” Will do aegyo and act cute, cuddling up to you, in hopes of changing your mind.

Originally posted by katherine8595

Chen: Stares you down. He’d always considered himself charming and bright, not the type of guy that should be feared. However, he understands and will leave you alone, if that’s what you want.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Chanyeol: He’s speechless. He can’t believe that anyone would find him frightening. But it’s to be expected, he supposes. “Can you give me a chance to prove you wrong? I’m not a bad guy, I promise.”

Originally posted by lullabyun

D.O: Awkwardly tries to change your mind. He’ll follow you, keeping his distance as he knows you’re afraid but near enough that you know he’s there. He does romantic gestures like leaving flowers on your doorstep or bringing you noodle soup when you’re sick. These gestures show his kind heart and make you doubt your fear of him.

“Kyungsoo, I think that … that I might like you too.”

Originally posted by smileysoo

Tao: Uses you fear of him to force you into going on a date. During this date, he will show his affection towards you and convince you that he’s really not that bad. “Ah, I’m sorry for scaring you into this date. But I only did it so that you would give me a chance …”

Originally posted by kim-jongmin

Kai: Starts laughing. “You think I’m scary? In that case, you should meet my friend, Kyungsoo!” Has been told before that his looks can be intimidating but he disagrees. He’s never found himself to be scary or intimidating. And he will go out of his way to prove this to you too.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Sehun: “Humans … You’re all the same.” Had only ever liked one other non-Monster before who also turned him down. With you also being scared of him, he uses annoyance to cover his hurt. “You’re all so frightened and fragile … Pathetic.”

Originally posted by veriloquentmind

Like You’re Married

Pairing: Sam Holland x Gender Neutral!Reader

Requested: by anon

Request: ok so what do you think about making a imagine where the reader’s been dating sam (holland) for a really long time, and just fluff of them cuddling with tessa, being close to his siblings and parents and just being a “old married couple” (not in the literal sense lol) overall I’d appreciate if you did, but it’s ok if you don’t want to do.. thanks anyways :)) xx

Notes: I RLLY LIKE THIS PROMPT WOW. also i tried to make this gender neutral, please let me know if i messed up anywhere!


“How do you look so cute just laying there?” You looked up from your book, looking at Sam watching you from his spot on the other side of the couch. You shook your head, hiding your blushing face and smile behind your book. “Seriously, look at you,” he said in a teasing voice. He crawled across the couch, crawling over your legs and holding himself over you with his arms on both sides of you. “You’re so cute,” he whispered, bringing one hand up and lowering the book.

“Leave me alone,” you whined, letting go of the book when he tugged on it, and using your, now free, hands to cover your face.

“No,” he whined, resting his lower half on top of you, so he was straddling you, and used his hands to pry yours away from your face, “c’mon, pretty baby. Lemme see you.” You let your hands fall, Sam not letting go of them, but bringing them up to his lips, instead. “There you are.” He smiled at you, kissing the back of your hands. He leaned down, about to kiss you, until he was interrupted by your favorite girl -Tessa.

“Hi, Tess!” You said happily, shoving Sam off you and reaching down to scratch the back of Tess’s ear. Sam groaned, pouting at you. “Oh, shut up, Sam.” You didn’t even have to turn to look at him to know that he was pouting. “Pretty girl,” you whispered, leaning over to press a kiss on top of her head. You smiled as she perched up on the couch, wanting to jump onto it and next to you. You scoot back, feeling your butt and your back hit Sam’s chest.

“I like this position better.” You heard him mutter, causing you to roll your eyes, despite the smile on your face. You felt Sam’s arm wrap around your waist as you settled against him, Tessa jumped onto the empty spot in front of you and laid down. Sam stretched his arm so it wrapped around you and Tessa, keeping his two favorites close to him.

“You two are so cute,” you both looked up, seeing Tom and Haz looking at you two. “You’re giving me a toothache,” he teased, winking at you two. You blushed, hiding your face behind Tessa.

“You two act like you’re married.” Sam’s arm tightened around you and you could feel his face pressed against your back, feeling as embarrassed as you.

“Aw, Haz! They’re blushing!”

“Oh, my god. Fuck off!” Sam groaned, burying his face further against your back. Tom and Harrison both chuckled, walking over to pet Sam’s, yours and Tessa’s heads before leaving.

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to @elicedraws, inspired by your AMAZING Day/Night AU. Art by my fabulous partner-in-crime @soluscheese

Dean was not the biggest fan of autumn. It was better than winter, of course, but autumn was when he started to get sleepier. He’d have to leave the sky earlier and earlier with each passing night and tended to sleep a little bit longer every morning, which meant Castiel was left with more time in the sky.

Ages ago, this would have bothered Dean. (Back when he saw Castiel as a threat to his popularity and not a very cute God of Night) Now, he just felt a little bad for giving Castiel more to do. After all, night was boring. During the daylight, Dean was able to watch as people woke up and went about their days. He saw humans laughing and fighting and singing and crying; the whole spectacle was glorious and odd and wonderful. Castiel swore night was full of equal beauty, but as far as Dean could tell, most humans just slept during the night.

A cold breeze swept through the sky and Dean shivered as he shone down on the world. He stifled a yawn as he watched the first of the red and orange leaves fall from their trees and float through the sky. Going to bed was unfortunate, but at least he had sunset to look forwards to. Sunsets meant Castiel.

It never took long before he missed Castiel.

When the edges of the sky began to grow a dusky purple, Dean knew Castiel was near. He took off at a run, heart singing, unwilling to be parted from Castiel even a moment longer. Dean opened his arms wide, ready to scoop Castiel up into a tight hug…when the sight of Castiel sent him screeching to a halt.

Castiel was…well, Castiel was orange.

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Drabble #2: His Kisses

Seungcheol: Reassuring. His hands rub up and down your arms comfortingly, though you’re not sure if he’s consoling you or himself. He kisses your lips, then your forehead, then the crown of your head, covering you like precious territory. It feels almost familial, but his thumb stroking your cheek and his thick biceps locked around your middle tell a different story. The pecks are usually followed by an “I missed you,” or a “Be more careful next time,” but you’re often too dumbfounded to listen anyway.

Jeonghan: Impulsive. They usually happen when he’s so unbearably happy that he feels like his chest will burst if he doesn’t kiss you right then and there. His heart pounds in its cage and his lips find yours only to capture them for a few seconds. “That was random,” you usually say, but you have no idea how long the idea floats around his head. “I just love you,” he hums nonchalantly. Just is an understatement, but he can’t find anything else to say.

Joshua: Soft. He knows you’re not porcelain, but his kisses certainly feel as though he’s scared to break you. “I won’t shatter,” you insist, cupping the back of his head to pull him closer. It takes months upon months and constant reassurances for him to delve deep, but once he does, you are so dizzy afterwards that he’s concerned all over again. Normally, he’s just glad your eyes are closed so you can’t see the red burning across his face. “You won’t break, Y/N, but I just might.”

Junhui: Flirtatious. Hardly ever do his kisses come and go without an underlying intention. Whether he wants to drag you to another café, bury you in cuddles on the couch, or elicit a “Junhui! Get back here!” he leaves a well-placed kiss on a corner of your mouth, usually strutting away afterward. You either have to pin him down or succumb to his wishes to get anything further. Every time, he winks at you and simpers. “You fell for it again.”

Soonyoung: Passionate. He’s not one for public displays of affection, but when he gets you alone the boy can work it. You’re not sure you can believe him when he says he hasn’t dated much before, because his kissing is on par with his dancing. “Soonyoung, stay away!” You cry, fleeing from his sweaty figure coming through the front door. He quickly catches up and pins you to the living room couch, ignoring your protests. “I missed you!” He laughs hysterically, and even though he smells like a dumpster and looks like a wet cat, he makes up for it.

Wonwoo: Intimate. He intentionally doesn’t initiate kisses with you very often, and becomes fairly flustered when you even so much as innocently peck him. He read in a book somewhere that it’s important to keep kisses infrequent to preserve the spark. “That’s nonsense, Wonwoo,” you giggle, rolling your eyes. But when he does feel the need to kiss you, you’re blown away. His hands grasp your hips and his lips cover yours like he’s planned it all day. “Wow, let’s do that more often!” You titter. He smirks at you before shaking his head. “The spark, Y/N. The spark!”

Jihoon: Unexpected. Jihoon doesn’t mind kissing in private, it’s just that he’s inexperienced but easily excited. He catches you off-guard nearly every time, and the times that he chooses to kiss you baffle you to no end. He kisses both of your cheeks then your lips after you’ve taken your make-up off, or in the morning when your breath is less than desirable. He’s miserable for three weeks when Seokmin catches him kissing you goodbye from the practice room. “Yah! Lee Seokmin!”

Seokmin: Innocent. He absolutely adores making you all shy, and he thinks he’s the most successful when your hands are covering your face and you’re playfully shoving him away. No amount of embarrassment on his end stops him from reaching that end goal. “Seokmin, we’re on the subway,” you hiss, averting your eyes from the elderly couple staring you down. “It’s not my fault they’re probably sleeping in separate beds,” he whispers to you, sending you into another fit of laughter. He tastes like vanilla chapstick and the mint gum he likes to chew, and whose wrappers litter the bottom of your bag.

Mingyu: Tender. He thinks of his kisses as special gifts you get bestowed upon you. “Oh, Mingyu, just bend down already,” you whine, standing on your tip-toes to try to reach his face. He throws his head back, his jaw shaking with laughter. “Not until you stop eating all the ingredients for dinner!” You jump up, loop your fingers around the strings of his apron, and devilishly peck his bottom lip several times. He gives in and scoops you up, pressing his lips to yours for long periods. You can taste chocolate frosting, which proves you weren’t the only one eating the ingredients.

Minghao: Teasing. Like Junhui, Minghao’s main goal is to have you wanting more. Unfortunately, he’s never failed. “Hao, leave me alone for now, I have so much work to do,” you sigh. Two strong hands massage your shoulders while Minghao reaches around to kiss the sides of your mouth over and over. “Take a break, make time for me,” he suggests, finally tracing his tongue along your bottom lip. That’s the last straw– suddenly you have all the time in the world.

Seungkwan: Tentative. Seungkwan is wary of your boundaries. Even more so, years of outside negative influence have made him kind of calloused about personal relationships. But the little smile that creeps onto his face after you pull away is worth every struggle. His lips taste like the cherry lip balm his mother always brings from Jeju– it’s his favorite kind. You can tell he’s a talented singer because early on in the relationship, his skills easily surpass yours. “Yah, Choi Seungcheol, don’t look at her like that.” The room erupts in shouts from the boys as Seungkwan kisses you possessively.

Hansol: Sensual. Hansol is a lot more crafty than he lets on, so it comes as a surprise to you every time his palms find their way to the back of your neck and his soft lips capture yours. He gives you a genuine, giddy grin after each one that lets you know he enjoys it as much as you. “You’re blushing,” he coos, sliding his tongue across his top lip and raising a brow at you. You can’t help but wonder if he knows that he’s intoxicating. “Stop it, Hansol,” you groan, but deep down you hope drastically otherwise.

Chan: Chaste. The little maknae knows a lot in theory, but it takes him a while to execute well. You bump noses often, which leads to shy, embarrassed apologies from Chan and delightful laughter from you. “You’re so cute,” you say, and even though he puts on his sulky expression and denies it, he knows it’s true. Chan is a quick learner and figures out how to get you flustered in public with well-timed pecks. “Chan, whose baby are you?” Jeonghan pries. “Y/N’s, so leave me alone!”

Virgin (Luke)

Rating: R

Pairing: Luke x Y/N

Request: No

Summery: Bad boy Luke takes nerdy Y/N’s V card. 

I’ll admit it, I’m a virgin. It’s not like I’m saving myself til marriage or anything special like that, but I wasn’t going to whore myself out like a prostitute either. I mean, no one’s ever tried anything with me. Mostly because I was the nerdy girl in the class. 

The pencil behind the ear, thick glasses and sweater type of girl. I’m smart, and kind of a know-it-all. So as you can see, no one wants to have sex with the boring smart girl. I didn’t have that many friends as a result of this.

“Alright class, settle down. We have a new student.” Ms. Martins said, motioning to the tall blonde boy next to her. He had a black lip ring and ripped black skinny jeans. I could see a rose tattoo peaking out from under his black and white striped shirt. “Luke, would you like to introduce yourself.”

“Well, I’m Luke Hemmings. I moved here from Sydney. I like bands.. That’s about it.” He says, playing with his lip ring. I could already tell he was going to be popular, just by the way he stands. Not to mention Kristen Matters was already swooning over him. I could almost guarantee that he would be sitting at the popular kids table at lunch. 

“Alright then, why don’t you go sit next to Y/N in the back.” Ms. Martins instructs before beginning to start class. Luke sits next to me, staring. He had this bad-boy, intimating aura about him that made me shrink in my seat. I quickly jotted down the notes as they left Ms. Martin’s mouth, Luke just stared at me.

“Y/N was it? Beautiful name, darling.” Luke says, leaning closer to me. I almost don’t hear him as I’m too focused jotting down notes. He outstretches his hand to me, I look at him with a puzzled expression. “Shake my hand, darling.”

“Why?” I ask, slowly reaching my hand to his, he takes my hand and kisses it.

“Your skin is so soft.” He mumbles as he pulls away.

“Mr. Hemmings,  I’m sorry to interrupt the love-feast going on with Ms. Y/L/N but I’m sure we wouldn’t want the principle to talk to you on the first day.” Ms. Martins says, the entire class turns back to stare at us. I feel heat rise in my cheeks as I snatch my hand away from Luke and put my head down.

Ms. Martins went on teaching and I quickly jot down the notes, refusing to look at either Luke or any of my peers. Every so often, one of them would sneak a glance back at me and Luke. This didn’t seem to phase him but made me blush.

“Y’know, you’re cute when your flustered.” He whispers to me.

“Please, Luke. Just leave me alone.” I whisper back. 

“Why? You scared you’re gonna start liking me and stop focusing on your studies.” He suggests. “Or is it that you’re a virgin and have no idea what the fuck you’ll do and are scared to embarrass yourself?”

“Leave me alone, Luke.” I snap a bit too loudly. 

“Mr. Hemmings, one more time and I send you to the principal’s office.” Ms. Martins snaps.

“Sorry, teach. I’m a bit distracted by Y/N.” Luke says, causing eyes to dart my way. 

“How so?” Ms. Martins asks, knowing my meek and quiet demeanor. 

“Oh you know.” Luke shrugs. Ms. Martins rolls her eyes and continues to teach. This has been the longest class ever. Class continues as such, Luke getting in trouble and me avoid glances. Eventually, the lunch bell rings and I scurry off to the cafeteria. As I wait in the lunch line, Kristen Matters and her friends stand behind me. 

“That Luke guy is so hot! You should totally date him, Kristen!” One of Kristen’s squeaky high pitched voiced friends say to her. 

“I know right! They’d be so cute together! I bet he’d be a good fuck too! Right, Kristen?” Another friend says. 

“Yeah, we could do it in my car after prom or something.” Kristen says. “But the fucks up with that Y/N chick? I didn’t even know she existed until he was like oogling her!” 

“And like, how could she just reject him like that? For a nerd, she’s pretty fucking stupid.” The first friend says. I ignore them and take my food to the library, on my way out seeing Luke sitting at the popular table. School passes and buzzes with the gossip of the new kid. I board my bus and sit at the front, the bad kids sit at the back. 

“What are you doing here?” I ask as Luke walks down the slim isle way. 

“This is my bus. What are you doing here?” I question.

“This is my bus.” Luke says, taking a seat next to me. “Mind if I sit here?” 

Yes.” I say.

“Too bad. Guess you’ll just have to live with seeing me every day until you graduate.” Luke smiles. I groan and scoot closer to the window, Luke’s leg touches mine. I feel him put his hand on my exposed knee, I cross my legs. “You’re a virgin, aren’t you?”

“Shut up, so what.” I say, crossing my arms over my chest.

“So that means you’ve never had an orgasm.” Luke says.

“Shut up, Luke.” I say, irradiated by his forwardness. 

“Oh, poor Y/N, she’s never had an orgasm.” He chuckles. “What are you like religious or something? No sex til marriage type of thing?” 

“No, I’m just not one of the many harlots you spend your time with.” I state.

“You mean Kristen and her friends?” He says. I nod. “You know maybe you’d get laid if you weren’t such a stuck up bitch.” 

“And maybe if you weren’t such a filthy minded pig we could have had a civilized conversation about the weather and such.” I huff, recrossing my arms. Luke rolls his eyes and looks the other way. The bus comes to a stop on Maple drive. Luke starts to get up and leave the bus, sadly this was also my stop. I ended up walking behind Luke as we both headed home. 

 “What? Are you hear to harass me some more? Or say you’re sorry and give me head?” Luke snaps at me, his black messenger bag slinging off his shoulder. 

“None of the above, I’m heading to my house.” I said pointing to my house.

“Fuck, you live next door from me? So there’s literally no way to avoid you? Oh no.” Luke says. I groan and just speed walk to my house. Luke watches me enter before continuing on to his home. I finish up some homework and eat dinner. I then lay on my bed in my underwear and a big teeshirt reading a book. I hear a tap at my window. 

Luke pears in from behind the window, perched on the roof. I walk over and open it. 

“What the hell are you doing here?” I snap at him.

“Well hello to you too. Can I come in?” Luke asks still perched.

“How the hell did you get up here?” I ask.

“Hopped your fence and climbed up the side.” He states. “I’m enjoying this outfit selection.”

“Shut up. Why are you here?” I mark the page I was reading and return it to my shelf. “I swear if you say ‘to get head’ or anything along those lines I’ll push you out the window.”

“I wanted to say sorry for teasing you. I mean, it’s not your fault you’ve never had an orgasm. I mean probably.” He says.

“Sorry my sex life isn’t as interesting as yours, Luke. But not a lot of people want to sleep with a girl who dresses like a catholic school girl.”

“I do.” Luke says.

“What?”

“I want to sleep with you.” Luke says.

“You know I’m a virgin?” I inquire, very confused that someone would find me remotely attractive. 

“Only makes you hotter. You know how hot it is for a guy to like.. Mark his territory. Like when America landed on the moon. It’s kinda like that.” Luke rambles, I notice a bulge in his jeans. “So, Y/F/N, can I take your virginity?”

“I- sure. Yes. You can take my virginity.” I say, blushing as I say the words. Luke grins and locks my door. 

“You’ve kissed a boy before, right?” 

“Yeah..” I blush. Luke gently cups my face before pressing his lips to mine. I kiss back timidly, he brings his tongue to my bottom lip. I open my mouth and let him explore. I feel butterflies in my stomach as Luke pulls me into his lap. I straddle him, arms loosely hanging around his neck. Luke starts to kiss down my neck and I gently pull on his hair, making him groan. He leaves hickeys down my neck and too the collar of my shirt. 

“C-can I take your shirt off?” I ask, shifting on his lap. He lets out a breathy groan. 

“Please, darling.” He smirks. I meekly take it off and put it on the floor. I admire his toned physic. I gently place a kiss by his ear and down his neck, his body is tense and breathing hard. I start to suck on an area wear his neck and shoulders meet. “Princess, you’re gonna make me cum in my pants by how fucking innocent you are. Can I please get you started on so you actually can loose your virginity?”

I nod and Luke quickly flips us. Luke gently removes my shirt, biting his lip ring as he takes in the sight of my bare breasts. He places kisses to each nipple before taking one between his teeth gently. I throw my head back on the bed and arch my back.

“I see someone likes that.” He says cockily. He leaves my breast and starts down to my naval. He places a kiss on my belly button, making me giggle. He then leans down farther and pulls my blue panties down with his teeth. i gasp at the sudden temperature change on my clit. “Easy there, darling.”

Luke spread my legs, placing a kiss just above my clit before slowly kissing down. I groan at his teasing, he chuckles and licks a long stripe up my folds. I groan and tangle my fingers in his hair. Luke circles my clit with his tongue before licking a flat stripe from the bottom to the top. All I knew was pure pleasure as my legs shook with pleasure.

“Mmm, you like this don’t you?” Luke hummed on my cunt.

“Fuck you, Luke.” I groaned out. He pulled away from me, his face dripping with my juices.

“Well that’s no way to talk to the guy that’s gonna give you your first orgasm?” Luke asks, tilting his head. I sit up and grab his face, pressing my lips to his. He smirks into the kiss and grabs my breast, making me groan. 

“Please, Luke.” I beg, breaking the kiss. Luke’s eyes roll in the back of his head at my words.

“Fuck, Y/N. It’s so hot when you beg me.” Luke groans, rubbing himself through his jeans. “Please, princess.”

“Luke please fuck me, I’m so fucking desperate. I need your big cock.” I groan, my eyes fluttering shut. Luke smirks and kisses me, I lay back on the bed.

“Who would have known the nerdiest girl in school was so desperate for the bad boy’s dick.” Luke chuckles, unzipping his pants. He aggressively tries to yank them down. His erection visible through his grey boxers. “Enjoying the view, sugar? You can touch it princess, no need to be scared of it.”

I gingerly reach my hand out and stroke him through his boxers, he bites his lip as he watches me. I slowly pull down his boxers and gawk. He’s bigger than I thought. 

“Are you sure this’ll fit?” I ask timidly, looking up at him through hooded eyes. 

“You virgins are so cute.” He says, seeming to strain against his urge to bang me into an oblivion.  “Always asking strange questions. Of course it’ll fit, just be a little snug.”

I slowly reach my hand out to his erection. I place a kiss to the tip, making him hiss. I then slowly pump him in my hand, he bites his lip. I look up to him, batting my eyelashes. 

“Y/N, I’m seriously going to cum if you don’t stop.” Luke says, I slowly stop. “There’s a condom in the back pocket of my jeans. Grab that for me?” 

I reach into the back pocket, shaking from anticipation. I hand him the foil package. Luke leans over and kisses my forehead as he rolls the condom onto the length.

“You can tell me whenever you want to stop and we will.” Luke states, I nod and he kisses me again. I then lay down on the bed, legs spread. He then settles between my legs, kissing my neck as he slowly places his tip to my entrance. “Ready?”

“Ready.” I say. Luke slowly pushes himself into me. I his at the sting of my walls stretching around him. 

“Holy fuck you’re tight.” He groans, wheezing. He then bites his lip and throws his head back. “Can I move?”

“It feels weird but yes.” I say, biting my lip. Luke slowly moves his hips, I scrunch my face. A lone tear trails down my cheek, Luke slowly reaches his hand down and quickly rubs my clit. Luke continues to slowly pump in and out of me, going deeper and deeper each time. 

“HOLY FUCK!” I groan, thrusting my hips up. 

“I think we just found your G-spot, princess.” Luke chuckles. “Let’s play with that.”

Luke thrusts into that spot again, hard. I squeal raking my nails down his back. Luke picks up speed and thrusts into my G-spot. I lean up to his neck and press kisses down it. I feel my walls clench around him as my orgasm grows near. 

A wave of pleasure washes over me, I squeal and rake my nails down his back, leaving marks. I thrust my hips up to meet him. Luke groans and kisses me. He aggressively starts thrusting into me, I feel him release into the condom. I squeal in pleasure as it finally ends.

Luke pulls out and rolls over next to me. I whimper at the sudden emptiness and roll over to face him. Luke is panting and looking up at the ceiling. 

“I can’t believe it, I just fucked the school nerd.” He chuckles. “You’re really good in bed, Y/N. We should do this more often.”

“Thanks, Luke. We should totally do this again.”  

The Jacket

Originally posted by v-writings

Fandom: Marvel/Bucky

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warning: N/A

Writer: @imaginesofeveryfandom aka @thequeenofthehobbits

Summary/Request: Bucky’s jacket is warm and it’s always there. You can’t be blamed for wearing it all the time.

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