but i was too excited to make it look nice


They all look so cool. So perfect. Its nice to see all of their official titles too.

Jaal - Resistance Fighter

Drack - Veteran Warrior

Liam - Crisis Specialist

Peebee - Rogue Academic

Vetra - Drifter Mercenary

Cora - Biotic Commando

(I mean I dont think we’ve seen them all before, especially not together, so its nice to see)

Jaal’s makes me think that the Angara have probably been fighting the Kett for some time which is why they’re so okay with the new species. (At least some of them. Maybe there is also infighting among the Angara. Who knows? I’m excited to find out though)


» Part two

She likes the sad eyes, bad guys
Mouth full of white lies
Kissing in the corridor
But quick to tell her goodbye

Author: amsimaria
Word count: 7,3K
Feature: Jimin x Reader (mentions of other BTS members)
Genre: Angst/Slight smut (Rated M)
Warnings: Slight violence, Mentions of sexual acts, Punk Jimin, Depression, Swearing, Addiction, Soft drugs use, Smut, (Jimin’s a kind of a Jerk in this part).  

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Sex in Chanyeol’s kitchen

Originally posted by neskui

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 4,4k

Anon request: “ Can i request a baekhyun smut when he is jealous watching you keep talking to his friend?”

     A pair of strong arms is wrapped around your waist and two lips are pressing a short kiss on your shoulder. It’s afternoon but the view here is always beautiful. The blue clouds on the sky are forming a dome with different shapes that embraces the yellow ball above the sea. You hear the foaming waves hitting the rocks and your nostrils are invaded by the masculine scent around you. His scent.

‘It is beautiful, isn’t it?’

     You let out a hum and his arms wrap your waist tighter. Your back is pressed on his chest and his soft and wet lips are kissing your neck. A shiver is crossing all of your body when his hot breath hits your skin.

‘I will miss this view.’ Suddenly your voice is full of regret. You can swear his lips curl into a smile over your skin.


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anonymous asked:

Any headcanons on Izuku and Katsuki boarding a crowded train and they keep rubbing against each other on accident?

They try everything in their power not to rub on each other. Izuku stretches his body as far as he can from Katsuki…. Though it ends up not working out. The train is so unbelievably packed, thanks to students going home from school, and adults heading home from work.

It leaves Izuku and Katsuki to cram against one of the back walls of the train, right near the doors. Izuku squeezes himself close to Katsuki now, facing him. His struggle to keep any distance is short lived, since more people enter the train last minute.

“At least its not too long of a ride..“ Izuku says, sheepishly and Katsuki just grunts in response. He can already feel their bodies are probably /too/ close together.
Izuku’s face is a light shade of red, but he thinks the two of them can handle being this close for now– their stop is only four in, so its only about 25 minutes at most!

Everything seems like it’ll go well! That is, until the train starts moving.

Every jerk, every bump, every time someone knocks into Izuku, the two of them feel their groins touch. Katsuki grumbles and subtly tries to back up, but it isn’t working. Izuku is constantly getting bumped and they keep ending up right back on each other.

“Fuck, Deku.. back up! ”

“I-I can’t, Kacchan.. I’m not /trying/ to be so close..” He mumbles embarrassed. How awful would it be if they continue the entire way home like this?? Izuku doesn’t think he can handle it. Being pressed right up against Katsuki… Fighting his urge not to make a sound because the continuous rub and contact is actually starting to feel kind of good– Its a torturous game, and he just can’t do it.

“Well, figure some shit out..!”
Izuku notes quickly that Katsuki isn’t going to be able to handle it for much longer, either. In fact, he’ll probably lose his cool a lot faster than Izuku does.
Izuku is sure that his boyfriend will bend him over right there, if this keeps up.

Suddenly, an idea pops into Izuku’s head. He starts to twist and adjust his body carefully, until he’s facing away from Katsuki. His ass may be getting pushed and rubbed against Katsuki but.. that’s better, isn’t it?

“M..much better..” Izuku nods to himself, already thinking maybe he can last like this. Katsuki on the other hand… doesn’t feel the current position is making much of a difference.

“You made it worse, fucking Deku!” Katsuki says between gritted teeth. Why does Izuku have to have a nice, round, ass like that? Why does it have to move, and push back on him while the train moves?? Katsuki can feel the heat pooling in his groin. If Izuku’s ass keeps unintentionally grinding against his dick, he’s going to lose it.

“I-Im sorry, I dont know what else to do- I can’t move anywhere Kacchan..” he whispers. Then, the train rattles again suddenly. It causes Izuku to stumble back, and he braces his fall by pushing back against Katsuki again.

As he’s about to readjust his stance though, his face starts to heat up darker.

“K-Kacchan…” he swallows hard, glancing back. “Are.. are you-”

“Don’t fucking say it Deku.. what the hell do you expect??” Katsuki’s ears are tinted red.

Yeah, there’s no hiding it. He’s getting aroused. It’s next to impossible to hide something like that in such a cramped territory.

“I- I’m sorry Kacchan..!” Izuku’s blush is rising higher, because the erection of his boyfriend is starting to become far more noticeable with every jerk. “What should I do?”

Katsuki narrows his eyes then, as he looks down at Izuku. He slips his hands down to rest on Izuku’s hips causing the latter to gasp softly from unexpected touch. He holds Izuku’s body close and leans his lips down to rest against his ear.

"I could fuck you right here. ” Katsuki whispers bluntly.
That sends a shiver down Izuku’s spine, and he swallows thickly. He shifts his eyes back to give a subtle glance at Katsuki, before looking down again. The blush is obvious on his face, and he’s trying his best to keep himself from getting too excited.

“Th-that isn’t– um. That’s not… it’s not a good idea.” He tries to reply with out making it obvious that Katsuki’s words got to him. Though he can feel the smirk thats forming on Katsuki’s face. “Th..there’s people here.”

Katsuki keeps his lips pressed on the freckled boys ear.
“Isn’t that the best part? I can fuck you right here, nice and slow, and everyone in the entire fucking train will know you’re all mine.” He gives Izuku’s ear lobe a light bite.

“K-Kacchan..” he mumbles and begins to feel his own arousal. He shifts in place slightly, though it doesn’t help ease up any tension. “Stop… ah!”

Suddenly Katsuki is biting at his neck. /Hard/. It causes Izuku to make an unintentional sound, and the people surrounding them turn to look. They give judgemental stares, and turn their attention back to their own bussiness. Though its hard to ignore the two of them. Katsuki is continuing to bite and kiss at Izuku’s neck deapite the crowd. “Kacchan..”
Izuku whimpers slightly, but catches himself. He furrows his eyebrows and quickly elbows Katsuki in the side. “Kacchan stop that–!”

“ow- what?? I can’t help it! You’re lucky I’m not already fucking you senseless.”

“Shh!! Y- you’re talking loud..there’s other people here..!” Izuku reminds him. He gives subtle glances around at the people who pretend that they aren’t staring and giving dirty looks.
Katsuki just sighs and tightens his hold on Izuku’s hips. He stays quiet for a few moments, then hears the announcement for the next stop approaching. A smirk forms on his face and quickly he grabs Izuku’s wrist.

“C'mon Deku.” He starts pushing them through the crowd, making their way to the closest door. Izuku blinks, confused, but follows his boyfriend’s lead.

“um- Kacchan this… this isn’t our stop. ”

“Yeah I know. But ya really think I can wait another 20 minutes??” He asks. And once the train comes to a complete stop, he yanks them out. It’s busy, but he’s shoving his way through everyone and ignoring the remarks being thrown their way.

“Kacchan w..where are we going? ” Izuku asks, after giving fast apologies to the ones they pushed past.

He gets them into the station, before scoping out a bathroom.
“I’m gonna fuck you good in one of those stalls.”

Izuku’s face is bright red now, but he knows theres no way out of it. Not that he truly wants to get out of it… He’d be lying if he said he didn’t want this too.


He got them into the bathroom now, and luckily the largest stall is open.

“… make sure the entire station knows I’m yours.”
Katsuki gives a loving smirk, as he slams the stall door shut. He’s pushing Izuku up agaist the wall, and steals a deep, forceful kiss.

“Don’t worry, baby. They will.”

Buffy the Vampire Slayer Meme

Season four edition

  • “It’s nice that you’re excited.”
  • “Oh no, I forgot to pick mine up, the line’s probably really long now too.”
  • “Oh, I’m not really into porn… I mean, I’m just trying to cut way back.”
  • “Nobody really bothered me, or even spoke to me, until one night, when one of the male strippers called in sick, and no power on this earth will make me tell you the rest of that story.”
  • “And you thought your days of sneaking out of your room were over.”
  • “On the plus side you’ve killed the bench, which was looking shifty.”
  • “I can’t stop thinking about you. Sometimes, in my dreams, you’re all naked.”
  • “I like you. You’re funny and you’re nicely shaped.”
  • “And you just accepted that? I only said that because I thought that’s what you wanted to hear.”
  • “I am the Dark Lord of Nightmares! The Bringer of Terror! Tremble before me! Fear me!”
  • “Nothing can defeat the penis!”
  • “I was under the impression that I was your big comfy blankie.”
  • “How come you didn’t tell me I look like a crazy birthday cake in this shirt?”
  • “My whole life, I’ve never loved anything else.”
  • “You’re being too hard on yourself. Why don’t we wait a half an hour and try again?”
  • “To commemorate a past event, you kill and eat an animal. It’s a ritual sacrifice… with pie.”
  • “That’s one fun little hobby you’ve got there.”
  • “I know it’s nuts, but part of me believes that real love and passion have to go hand in hand with pain and fighting.”
  • “Yeah, well, I’m not the one who wanted Wind Beneath My Wings for the first dance.”
  • “This isn’t a relationship! You don’t need me. All you care about is lots of orgasms.”
  • “Yeah, delivering melted cheese on bread. Doing your part to keep America constipated.”
  • “And you’re what? Shocked and disappointed? I’m evil!”
  • “Everyone’s getting spanked but me.”
  • “Make out with me.”
  • “That probably would’ve sounded more commanding if I wasn’t wearing my yummy sushi pajamas.”
  • “Don’t speak Latin in front of the books.”
  • “Now I remember why I used to have such a crush on him.”
  • “I’m just saying it’s a little strange to date someone who tries to eat you once a month!”
  • “No matter what, somebody’s going to get hurt. And the important thing is, you just have to be honest or it’s going to be a lot worse.”
  • “I feel horrible about everything I put you through. A-and I’m gonna make it up to you. Starting right now.”
  • “Great plan. That’s right up there with duck and cover.”
  • “Sometimes I think about two women doing a spell, and…then I do a spell by myself.”
UNDERTALE starters
  • “…But nobody came.”
  • “I… I’ve changed my mind about all this. This isn’t a good idea anymore.”
  • “YOU! You’re standing in the way of everybody’s hopes and dreams!”
  • “I don’t want to break their hearts all over again. It’s better if they never see me.”    
  • “Despite everything, it’s still you.”
  • “Ah, the cactus. Truly the most tsundere of plants.”
  • “Go ahead. Prepare however you want. But when you step forward… I will KILL you.”
  • “It’s me, [name].”
  • “Wow! We haven’t even had our first date and I’m in the friendzone!”
  • “It pains me to say this, but… you should probably never come back here.”
  • “Maybe looking at this nice lamp will help you.”
  • “There is nothing left for us here. Let us erase this pointless world, and move on to the next.”
  • “They thought that he had killed the child.”
  • “Quit looking at me with that stupid expression. You’re pissing me off.”
  • “We’re all counting on you, kid. Good luck.”
  • “Nice day today, huh? Birds are singing, flowers are blooming… Perfect weather for a game of catch.”
  • “You can certainly find better than an old man/woman like me.” 
  • “I do not know if this is pathetic or endearing.”
  • “Oh. My god. I didn’t expect you to show up so soon! I haven’t showered, I’m barely dressed, it’s all messy, and…”
  • “You’re way better at dating than I am.”
  • “Get dunked on!”
  • “This is the power that the humans feared.”
  • “They must be here, playing a joke on me. I’ll just wait until one of them admits it…”
  • “…You really like hot animals, don’t you?”
  • “It was nice to meet you. …Goodbye.”
  • “On days like this, kids like you should be burning in Hell.”
  • “Remember. DON’T kill anyone. …I can’t believe this is a REAL thing I have to remind you.”
  • “…Why are you still here? Are you trying to keep me company?”
  • “You should be smiling, too. Aren’t you excited? Aren’t you happy?” 
  • “Don’t worry, my little monarch, my plan isn’t regicide. This is SO much more interesting.”
  • “What makes you think you’re in control?”
  • “Never come back here. You are not welcome.”
  • “Why does someone as great as me have to do so much to get recognition?!”
  • “You made your choice long ago.”
  • “Don’t you realize that being nice just makes you get hurt?”
  • “So you finally made it. The end of your journey is at hand.”
  • “I didn’t cry! I just… caught something in my eye!”
  • “You know what would be more valuable to everyone? IF YOU WERE DEAD!”
  • “Look. [Name] didn’t come to the meeting today. Say what you want about him/her/them. H/She’s/They’re weird, naive, self-absorbed. But [name] has NEVER missed a meeting. And no matter what time you call him/her/them on the phone… Night, day, afternoon, morning… He/she/they ALWAYS answers within the first two rings.”
  • “Anything you want to do is important enough. Even something as small as reading a book, or taking a walk… Please take your time.“
  • “[Name] hated humanity. Why they did, they never talked about it. But they felt very strongly about that.”
  • "If you… If you think I’m gonna give up hope, you’re wrong. ‘Cause I’ve got my friends behind me.”
  • “Perhaps we can reach a compromise. You still have something that I want.”
  • “Always wondered why people never use their strongest attack first.”
  • “No matter the struggles or hardships you faced… you strived to do the right thing. You refused to hurt anyone.”
  • “This is why I never make promises.”
  • “ …Why? Why are you being… so nice to me? I can’t understand. I can’t understand! I just can’t understand… “
  • “Honestly, fighting you IS pretty fun… So even if you ARE a sicko, I’ll take it!”
  • “Maybe you’d be better… at not killing anyone? Crazy idea, huh? Let me know how that one goes.” 
  • “Did I ever tell you about the time [name] flirted with me?”
  • “Now, I understand acting in self-defense. You were thrown into those situations against your will.”
  • “You’d better watch yourself, kid. Things are lookin’ real bad for you.”
  • “Are you ready? If you are not, I understand. I’m not ready either…”
  • “Oh my God! Will you two just smooch already?”
  • “Don’t you get it? There’s no such thing as happy endings. This is all that’s left…!”
  • “The internet! I’m quite popular there!”
  • “Do you think even the worst person can change…? That everyone can be a good person if they just try?”
  • “Don’t worry about it. Most of us have tried to kill [name] at one time or another.”
  • “Wowie! You did it! You didn’t do a violence!”
  • “Not everything can be resolved by being nice.”
  • “Don’t kill, and don’t be killed, alright? That’s the best you can strive for.” 
  • “Oh no! You’re meeting all of my standards!”
  • “Anime is real, RIGHT?!”
  • “Maybe you’re wondering if I ever get tired of winning… Wanna see my answer?”
  • “Sorry, I do not have much to say. It was nice to hear your voice, though.”
  • “This is all just a bad dream… and you’re NEVER waking up!”
  • “Down here, it’s kill or be killed!”
  • “I can’t come back. I just can’t, OK?”
  • “I so badly want to say, ‘would you like a cup of tea?’ But… You know how it is.”
  • “Would you smooch a ghost?”
  • “The truth is… [Name] wasn’t really the greatest person.” 
  • “Well, if I were you, I would have thrown in the towel by now. But you didn’t get this far by giving up, did you?” 
  • “You’re not really human, are you? No. You’re empty inside. Just like me.”
  • “Are you bored? I should have given a book to you. My apologies. Why not use your imagination to divert yourself?”
  • “I’ll hold victory in front of you, just within your reach… and then tear it away just before you grasp it.”
  • “Come on! Step forward and let’s end this!”
  • “Don’t you get it? This is all just a GAME.”
  • “Are those two robots…?”
  • “If you have some sort of special power… isn’t it your responsibility to do the right thing?”
  • “Stop plaguing my life with incidental music!”
  • “Self-defense? Please. You didn’t kill them because you had to. You killed them because it was easy for you. Because it was fun for you. Do you think it was fun when I found out…? Do you think it’s fun when people’s family members never come home? Is that fun? No. “
  • “I wish I had eight legs… so I could wear FOUR pairs of hot pants!”
  • “The more you kill, the easier it becomes to distance yourself. The more you distance yourself, the less you will hurt. The more easily you can bring yourself to hurt others.”
  • “I can’t go to Hell. I’m all out of vacation days.”
  • “They just sort of showed up one day and…asserted themselves. The town’s gotten a lot more interesting since then.”
  • “Our king is really bad at names.”
  • “If it weren’t for you, I would’ve never gotten past him. But now, with your help, he’s DEAD.”
  • “Then why’d you kill my brother/sister?”
  • “I’ve done everything this world has to offer. I’ve read every book. I’ve burned every book. I’ve won every game. I’ve lost every game. I’ve appeased everyone. I’ve killed everyone.”
  • “What did you do to him? …What did you DO to him?!”
  • “…I don’t have the heart to tell her what you did. Do you know how she’d react?”
  • “You didn’t even need my help, which is great, ‘cause I love doing absolutely nothing.”
  • “I’m smiling and I hate it!”
  • “Do you wanna have a bad time? 'Cause if you take another step forward… you are REALLY not going to like what happens next.”
  • “If we’re really friends… you won’t come back.”
  • “Did you really think I was gonna be satisfied… killing you only ONE time?”
  • “I remember when I first woke up here, in the garden. I was so scared. I couldn’t feel my arms or my legs…”
  • “Even after all this time, you’re still the only one that understands me.”
  • “Why do I always get the freaks?”
  • “It’s possible that you may have a problem.”
  • “What a terrible creature, torturing such a poor, innocent youth…”
  • “I’m nineteen years old and I’ve already wasted my entire life.”
  • “If you’re so scared, why do you keep winking?”
  • “Don’t you have anything better to do?”
9 crimes

Pairing: Eliza Schuyler x Reader

Summary: There are 10 things a person should never do under any circumstances. Throughout all your life you did 9 out of those 10. 

or the story of two little girls who fell in love and of two women who had to bury those feelings. 

Word count: 1,668

Time period: Hamiltime

Warnings: None (yet).

Note: This is a big work that’s going to be divided into three parts. Each one with 3 ‘crimes’. It may be confusing at the start as to what exactly are the crimes (or maybe it’s really obvious and I think is not) but at the end, I think everyone is going to get it. Also, I was experimenting with the narration again so… let’s see how that goes. I hope you like it, guys!  ♡

Extra information: I didn’t mention it in the text but the reader is the same age as Peggy, so is one year younger than Eliza and two years younger than Angelica. Oh and they’re neighbors. 

Lovely tag list: @aph-icelandey  @caspercassiecas  @coolbeanbinch @divergentphangirl101  @fairly–local–trashcan  @hamgurlphangirl @huffleheyguys @leidilaurens @myself-and-the-madman @squabblelion @strawbirby @tomatobasilisk @uniidust 

(I took the likes into account but if you didn’t want to get tagged don’t hesitate and tell me to erase you from the list and please forgive my mistake ;v;) 



You were seven when you felt the closest to hell, but God forbid your mother to heard you say that or she would take you to church every single day.

Heat pushed in on you, making you felt claustrophobic even though you were outside. The humidity was almost overwhelming; it was like breathing in bath water. Your cheeks were tinted in a beautiful red and sweat rolled down your forehead sticking strands of your bangs to your skin. It was not pleasant at all but the daisies surrounding you made it all worth it.

You wondered if there were daisies in hell. ‘Maybe if Lucifer was given some flowers he would smile and wouldn’t be as bad as people in church say he is’ you thought, playing with one of the blossoms in your hand ‘Or maybe he and God could go and have tea…’  

Somehow that line of thought ended with you making a flowers crown. It wasn’t perfect, the ones your nanny used to make were way better but it was good enough not to crumble at the touch and it looked pretty. You were proud of yourself.

And just when you were planning to go back home to show your creation to your mother and father someone approached to you. It was a girl. She was even redder than you, —you didn’t know if it was for the weather or because she apparently had been running— with her ponytail almost undone and her eyes full of tears.  

Both of you looked at each other with surprise, not having anticipated finding someone else.

“Why are you crying?” you couldn’t help to ask.

She sniffed, rubbing her eyes with the sleeve of her dress “I’m not cr-crying…”

“Yes you are” you pointed out, standing up and searching in your pockets for the handkerchief you always carried with you “But that’s alright” you assured her with a smile, handing her the white object “We all cry, even my mum does it sometimes”

She shyly accepted the handkerchief and softly wiped her tears away “But I don’t like it” she mumbled “Peggy makes fun of me”


“My sister. She says I look ugly when I cry”

You observed her again, thoughtfully this time. And noticed her long and still wet eyelashes, her button nose and how bright her eyes actually were. It was almost unbelievable that someone dared to say she looked bad.  

“I think you look more like an apple” you acknowledged and she frowned, not being pleased with your statement “B-but a nice apple! Like those my nanny uses to make a pie. They’re bright red and beautiful. Totally the best apples!” you explained yourself, maybe getting too excited about it because you somehow made her laugh. It was a soft sound, sweet and contagious. You couldn’t help the giggle that escaped your lips.  

“You could be the Apple goddess” you proposed, taking your flowers crown and softly placing it on her head.

“Why not just a queen?”

“I don’t know” you shrugged “I just think goddess sounds prettier than queen”  

She seemed to think of it for a moment, moving her lips to form the words in a soundless whisper. Then nodded and stared at you with a bright smile.

“Yes, it sounds prettier”


When you were ten, you heard the word for the first time in the mouth of someone who was not your parents: Love.

You were still young, a child with three friends who were playing in their father’s fields.

“Love is all mom talks about recently,” said Peggy, mouth scrunched into a frown.

“Such a nonsensical concept” Angelica added, stretching beside her “If I could be tempted to it, it would be for someone whose mind challenges my own, a storm in wit”

You tilted your head back, letting the sun brush gently down your face and feeling Eliza’s fingers still braiding your hair softly.

“I’d do it for someone who brightens my day and motivates me to be better,” you said with a little smile on your mouth “Someone who makes the stars seem to shine brighter”

Peggy looked at you, then at Angelica and laughed lightly.

“You’ve just said the same thing the fairy tales do” she teased, but then her eyes seemed to be filled with excitement and curiosity as she sat closer to you “It must be that you are already in love with someone!”

“She is not” Eliza blurted out and you could imagine the little frown on her face “If you love someone he needs to court you and ask for your hand to marry you. And (Y/N) is not being courted by anyone”

Angelica smiled and patted her sister’s head “What a silly notion you have of love, dear”

“Wait, is not like that?” Eliza asked, turning her face to Angelica with a confused expression.

“Of course not, you dumbo” Peggy said among giggles “You love someone when the stork leaves a baby on your door”

“What does that have to do with love?” you asked back, noticing how Peggy’s hand got closer to you hair to take one of the flowers that Eliza had pinned in it just to be lightly slapped away by her sister.

“Ouch!” Peggy cried, giving Eliza a grumpy look “Well, you have to love someone to have a baby!”

“Yes, but you have to love them before that” at least that was what your mother had told you, “I think loving someone is when you give them the last cookie even if you want to eat it too”

The youngest of the Schuyler sisters laughed again “That can’t be love!”

“Why not?”

“Because if it was, Eliza would be in love with you”

You stayed silent for a few seconds, analyzing different sceneries in your head to then finally turn your head to Eliza, whose hands had started trembling a little against your hair.

“None of you have a single clue of what love is” Angelica sighed, shaking her head. “It worries me that because of that you’d give your heart to someone who does not deserve it”  

“We won’t,” you said, and the three sisters stared at you with inquiry in their eyes “Because we now have a

love amulet

” you stated happily as you took off the small necklace you had around your neck. It was a simple gold chain with a gold heart hanging from it.

“A love amulet?” Eliza repeated as you gently turned around to place it in her hands.

“Yes, we just have to wear it when someone wants to courter us and somehow we will know if that person is the indicated”  

Eliza and Peggy seemed to believe it’ll work and nodded excitedly.  Angelica had a doubtful expression but finally nodded too. It was a sweet irony that she was the first one to wear it three years later.


You were sixteen the first time you felt it. It had hit you like a brick. Love.

Eliza was sitting beside you, her delicate fingers glided in circles at your hands.

“I can’t play like this” you whispered and she smiled.

“You don’t have to” was her answer, soft and melodic like the sound of the piano keys.

Dix begs to differ” you joked resting your head against hers.

“Hmm” with a loving expression on her face, she placed her hands on the piano and played the little melody again. You pulled apart slightly, just enough for her to reach all the keys “Une, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, sept, huit, neuf…”

“Dix,” you said.

Eliza shook her head in a “no” sign and took your hands again, motioning you to play the piece.

You rolled your eyes but indulged her anyway, brushing the keys with your fingers in a soft movement “Une, deux, trois—” Eliza leaned in closer and placed a light kiss on your cheek, you smiled “quatre, cinq, six—” another one, this time on your chin “sept, huit, neuf—”

Before you could add the dix Eliza pressed her lips against yours. It was just a touch, it didn’t last more than a second. A chaste affection that was as soft as the spring breeze.  

You tended to kiss a lot because that’s what children do, that’s what best friends do. You kissed on the forehead, the cheek, the eyelids, the nose, the chin… but never on the lips. Never like this.

You froze, she blushed, and the room was filled with silence. The soft and almost inexistent echo of the forgotten melody was the only thing you could hear. For the first time, the silence was not comfortable and it made your hands sweat and Eliza’s eyes to get glassy.

“I… didn’t…” her voice trembled, her gaze wouldn’t meet yours.

“Please don’t” you pleaded in a whisper. ‘Don’t say you didn’t mean it’.

She looked at you this time and you closed the distance between your mouths with another kiss. Tenderly and almost shyly you let your lips to brush against hers, slowly exploring the softness of the feeling and the taste of her breath. The movement was clumsy and innocent, slow and delicate… but then she kissed you back and it was perfect.

When you pulled apart, you were greeted with her flushed face and widened eyes. You to let out a little laugh.

I swear to God if the only reason why you kissed me was to shut me up before I reached ten I’m not going to forgive you,” you said, pressing your forehead against hers.

She laughed too “It was one of the reasons, but not the main one”

Eliza placed her right hand on your nape and started playing absentmindedly with your hair. You closed your eyes and sighed contently.

The sound of her voice gave you butterflies, her smile made your heart skip a beat, every time you were with her you felt so complete… You should’ve known it before; of course it was love.

*Perfect Match* Newt x reader

◘ blackrose22-0 asked:

Yay cause I had another idea. Tina and Queenie have another sister who’s the black sheep because of her love of magical creatures which attracts Newt, but she thinks he likes Tina. Fluff 😉 Please and thank you

• I apologize immensely if this is absolute crap… I have had a bit of a writer’s block lately and so I hope this doesn’t suck >__<

Newt walked down the busy New York street making his way towards the Goldstein’s apartment holding tightly to his case. It had been over a year since his first visit and was excited to be back; although this time he was hoping to avoid anything like the last visit.

“Newt!” Tina was waving to him in front of her apartment building and nearly knocked him over as she ran to hug him. “Oh, Newt! It’s so nice to see you again!” Tina was beaming as she looked up at him.

“It’s nice to see you too” 

“Come on. Queenie has a delicious dinner waiting for us.” Sneaking him up the stairs and in to the apartment, Queenie turned around as she heard the door open. Her curly hair bouncing above her shoulders, he waved hello and as she kept her focus on her wand that was preparing various foods.

Newt set his case down and hung his coat up. Pickett was perched on his shoulder and Tina smiled at seeing the familiar little creature. 

“You must be exhausted! I’ll get you some tea. Make yourself at home!” Tina motioned to Newt to take a seat on the couch as she wandered off to get a cup for his tea.

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chantelle-m-93  asked:

Finally picked up the courage to write you :D I know you must hear this a lot, but can I please just express how much I ADORE your humanized KOBB?! They both look absolutely stunning, and the way you portray them together makes me all kinds of happy and excited! :D Just came home from a ski trip, and it kinda made me wonder how Bee and Knockout would handle going skiing for the first time, do you think one would be better at it than the other?

Hello there!
It always makes my day to hear someone likes my humanformers, especially KOBB they’re such darlings and i love drawing em, so it’s nice to hear someone else likes them too!
And for the skiing, I think KO would be better in winter sports overall. Usually it would be Bee, the sports one but i think he hasn’t really spent any time around snow so i think he wouldn’t be the biggest fan of winter activities.

Pillow talk #5: What if...

“Okay, so we are sleepy…”

“And high.”

“Yeah, and that.” she laughed, her little arms hugging his chest and her face cuddle in the middle. Hyde moved his arm up, his hand caressing Jackie’s hair while she spoke. “So…”


“Can I ask a question? And don’t say that i’m already asking, I’ll tickle you to death!”

He laughed back and nodded.

“Good.” she said, then sighed. “If you could… uh, what would you say to your younger self?”

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Indulge In Me

Originally posted by moonjjongie

Genre: Smut/kinky smut
Warnings: Still getting used to writing smut again. Haven’t done it in a while. 

You hadn’t had spent any time with your boyfriend Jonghyun in a long time. When he wasn’t working or promoting he was getting what little rest he could. Finally he had a day off. He’d texted you that he was planning on coming over to see you that evening. You missed him so much. You wanted to make that evening very special for both of you. You had a few things in mind.

Earlier that day you’d gone to the market and bought the nicest wine you could find and all the groceries you would need for cooking dinner that night. Since ramyeon was what you were best at, that’s what you would make. With a few fancy additions of course. You grabbed green onions and beef. You had everything else you needed at home.

When you got home you set the bags down on the counter. When you went into your room to plug in your phone on your nightstand you jumped and almost screamed when you saw someone laying on your bed. You put your hand over your heart feeling it beating quickly. It was just Jonghyun and you let the gasp of air you’d been holding out. You walked over to the bedside table and plugged in your phone. Jonghyun was snuggled up in your blankets with your teddy bear hugged to his chest. The teddy bear he had actually given you. You smiled and layed down next to him and brushed his hair out of his face, your fingers grazing over his cheek. You softly kissed his cheek and his eyes opened gently, looked at you and immediately smiled.

“Hey sweetheart.” You spoke softly and brushed your fingers through his hair. He looked so beautiful.

“Hey.” He stretched and yawned, “Why did you wake me up princess?” His gaze fell on you and your eyes stared into his.

“You’re so handsome… That’s not really an answer is it?” You mumbled. He laughed softly.

“No, not really an answer but I’ll accept it because I know I am.” He smirked and kissed you.

“When did you get here anyway?” You asked, remembering what you originally wanted to ask him.

He thought back before explaining, “Oh, well I wanted to come over early and surprise you but you were gone and I got sleepy so I took a nap in your bed. Looks like I still surprised you.”

“I was shopping for groceries for dinner tonight. Now that you’re already here maybe you can cook with me? I’m making ramyeon…” Your voice was teasing when you told him what you planned on making.

“Or we could just do something else…” He looked up at the ceiling and glanced at you.

“Not yet silly.” You kissed him and tried to get up. He wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you close to him. Jonghyun kissed your neck and nipped at your ear. You knew what he wanted and that he didn’t want to give it up.

“But I want you so bad princess.” He whined. You could always tell immediately when he was horny. Even if he was trying to hide it. He went from being adorable puppy Jonghyun to being very clingy and wanting your attention. Luckily that gave you the opportunity to pester him.

“Hmm… No. I’m hungry.” You smirked and tried again to get up. Usually he let you but this time he pulled you back and pinned you to the bed and looked into your eyes with lust.

“Hmm… I don’t think so princess. You know teasing isn’t very nice.” He propped himself up on his forearm and looked down at you.

“If you want to do this… You’ll have to convince me to skip dinner until after.” You smirked, excited to see what kind of things he could come up with.

“We’ve always done things your way… I think it’s about time we do them my way.” He whispered in your ear, sending chills down your spine. What was his way?

“You’ve got me.” You were too curious to make him wait. Jonghyun got off your bed and grabbed a duffel bag you hadn’t even noticed was there.

“Take it all off.” Jonghyun looked at you and nodded when you started unbuttoning your shirt and pulled it from your skirt. He bit his lip and focused on you undressing. You felt vulnerable but in not necessarily in a bad way. In a way that excited you. When you were naked he took his shirt off and you looked up and down his beautiful body. Your own body burned in anticipation as he set the duffel bag on the edge of the bed. He unzipped it and pulled out some thin silky rope.

Sudden realization hit you as to what was about to happen. You never would have guessed Jonghyun was into some kinky shit.

“I got a few fun things for you princess.” He said and you felt the excitement start to boil inside you, “So tell me what you want.”

Jonghyun lifted your chin up to look at him, “I want you, Jonghyun. I want you to show me what you like.” You said, looking in his eyes. It didn’t take words for you to know what he wanted. You reached up to the top of his jeans and undid them. His breathing already was getting heavier. You pushed his jeans down his hips enough to see the hard bulge. You pulled his dick out and glanced up at his face. His eyes were closed, waiting for the pleasure you were going to give him. You slid off the bed onto your knees for better access.

You didn’t make him wait, or tease him. You pumped him a few times before taking him fully in your mouth. He let out a few loud moans at first but they dissolved into whines and gasps for you. His fingers were tangled in your hair wanting you to take him in even more. You relaxed your throat and moved even further down. After a few moments you started to remove your mouth with a pop. You stood up and kissed him, letting your tongues meet. He wrapped his arms around your waist and moved his kisses to your neck.

Jonghyun guided you back onto the bed and had you lay down. He used the silky rope you’d seen minutes before to bind your hands to the headboard, “Can you be quiet for daddy?” Jonghyun asked, his voice sultry and dripping with lust. You shook your head, knowing there was no way you could be quiet… not to mention he just called himself daddy. Jonghyun went to the duffle bag and lifted out a gag, “Guess this’ll have to do then.” He walked over to where you were and put the gag in your mouth and buckled it behind your head. Next he was holding a large silk blindfold. This was everything you weren’t expecting but the feeling it gave was much too good. Once you could see nothing, your senses were dulled yet heightened. You didn’t know what time it was, or how much time was passing for that matter yet you felt everything. Every breeze of the ceiling fan. Every stroke of the feather Jonghyun was trailing up and down your body. You felt the weight shift on the bed and Jonghyun placed himself between your legs. His hands were on your thighs pushing them apart. All of your previous experiences told you he was going to eat you out. Instead you felt something rubber and hard enter you and start vibrating. It didn’t take long for you to realize what was happening with the blindfold or not. The feeling was not one you were unfamiliar with. Just unfamiliar with someone else doing it instead of yourself. Jonghyun pumped it in and out of you while rubbing your clit until you were so close your toes curled and the moans and screams restrained by the gag were almost suffocating. Then suddenly he removed the vibrator and his touch all together you whined and tried to reach for him forgetting for a moment your hands were tied. He got off the bed and went to where your hands were tied and loosened them. You didn’t move however. He took off the blindfold and gag, “Do you want me inside you princess?” He teased.

“Yes daddy… I want you to fuck me so hard.” You moaned out he kissed your lips and ran his fingers through your hair. He turned you over and had you prop yourself up on your forearms.

“Put your ass up” Was his only command when he walked away back to the duffel bag. You did as you were told. The two of you had never had sex in this position before. Everything was so new and you liked it. Jonghyun grabbed another thing out of the bag. A plastic paddle with a silk covering on it. You didn’t even realize what you were saying before it was already slipping out of your lips.

“Please spank me daddy.” You begged him and you weren’t even sure why you wanted it so badly. This side of Jonghyun brought out something inside of you you had no idea was even there.

“Oh I will, I promise princess.” He ran his fingers down your back and grabbed your ass before making contact with the paddle. You liked it. You wanted more and made sure he knew you did. A gasp left your lips as he slapped your ass with the paddle a few more times, “Are you ready for me now?”

You nodded and begged him to fuck you already. He got back onto the bed and lined himself up with you. Entered you and went in all the way. He stayed still so you could adjust for a second but you didn’t need much time. He started thrusting in and out slowly at first until you were a whining mess begging for more. He was pounding his cock in and out of you so hard the bed creaked and knocked against the wall with each thrust. Both of your moans were getting messier. Yours turning more into cries of pleasure mixed with screaming his name. Hearing you scream for him drove him crazy in the best way possible. He grasped your hair and pulled your head back so he could hear your sounds even clearer. You felt your orgasm building again. The pleasure was too intense and you couldn’t hold it  back. You screamed in pleasure, your moans a mixture of Jonghyun’s name and gasps. He pumped in and out of you a few more times before his orgasm washed over him. He moaned your name loudly and dug his fingers into your hips.

Your body went slack when he released his grip on you. He fell onto the bed next to you, “How was that huh?” He was smiling lazily.

“I didn’t know you were such a kinky freak but I like it.” You smiled back. Dinner was hardly on your mind anymore. You’d just had dessert first.

“How about whatever it was you wanted to make so badly instead of sex with me?” Jonghyun was such a tease.

“Oh right… ramyeon, I almost forgot. How about a shower then you can help me cook.” You suggested. The feeling of sweat and cum on your body didn’t seem ideal for cooking a meal. He nodded and grabbed your hand. This had to be the best days off you two have had together in forever.

I know I’m not good at endings but just roll with it lol.

Tech Yes, Juliet

*EDIT: I’ve written a sequel!

summary: dan’s never been good at talking to his crushes, so he has to find another way to communicate with him


in which dan’s a tech major and phil’s an english major at the college they both attend, but those majors are in a school-wide “feud”, so the star crossed lover computer nerd dan makes a website to talk to phil

word count: 5.1k

genre: fluff 

warnings: none

a/n: HOLY SHIT OKAY first of all I’m so damn proud of the title, ya know? check yes juliet? a+ pun there. second of all it has been approximately 7 years since i last uploaded and I’m so sorry but i am really proud of this so maybe it makes up for it? pls lmk what u think, & thank u!!!

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Headcanon: Little Lavi’s nose would twitch when he got excited or thought about something very intently, making him look like a bunny.

Jamilton Pt. 2

I’m so sorry I had to end this with James suffering, but listen, that’s just his life. I don’t make the rules.

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Thomas hadn’t come to any of his classes all day, probably because he had all of them with Alex.

Alex hadn’t spoken to his friends all day, even though Laf and Herc had tried to apologize and John had tried to pick a fight with him for locking him out of their bedroom.

He felt horrible. He needed to work things out with Thomas. The sooner he did, the sooner everything could go back to normal.

So, he found himself outside Jefferson and Madison’s apartment after dinner, trying to get up the guts to knock.

When he finally did, it was Madison who answered.

“He doesn’t want to talk to you,” Madison said bluntly.

“Please,” Alex begged. “I want to apologize.”

“He gave me specific instructions not to let you in.” Madison paused to cough. “What you did was kind of awful, you know.”

“I know, that’s why I’m here. Can I please see him for a minute? I just want to talk.”

“Look, Alexander,” James sighed. “I’m sick, Thomas is a mess, this really isn’t a good time.”


James let out a long groan and leaned his forehead on the doorframe. “Fine,” he said eventually. “Stay here. I’ll see if he’ll talk to you.”

He disappeared into the apartment and Alex heard muffled discussion coming from one of the bedrooms. He couldn’t make out what was being said but as the minutes dragged by he began to fear that Thomas wasn’t going to come.

He breathed a sigh of relief when Thomas appeared in the doorway wearing the same clothes as the night before, his eyes red and puffy from crying. Alex was caught a little off guard. He had never seen Jefferson this vulnerable.

“What do you want?” Thomas asked, his voice ragged.

“I want to apologize,” Alex said.

Thomas looked down the hallway suspiciously. “Are you doing this on a bet? Are you sure your friends aren’t going to pop up out of nowhere?”

“This is real,” Alex said, ignoring the mocking tone in Thomas’s voice. “Last night was too. I mean, yes, it started out as a dare, but the more I think about it the more I realize that what I said was true.”

“Then why did you do it?” Thomas demanded. “If you like me as much as you said you did then why did you deliberately hurt me?”

“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” Alex said quietly. “It was never my intention…you weren’t supposed to know it was a dare. But I admit it freely, it was really stupid idea. I should never have agreed to do it. I’ve never been more sorry in my life. I just didn’t consider the possibility of you actually…” A lightbulb went off in Alex’s brain. “Wait a minute. You always said you’ve hated me. You’ve always been just as obnoxious to me as I’ve been to you. But you were the one who kissed me first. Why?”

“I…” Thomas shook his head. “Forget it. It’s nonsense. I forgive you, I guess. Let’s just forget last night ever happened.” He turned to go back into his apartment, but Alex grabbed his wrist to stop him.

“No, Thomas, tell me.” Thomas didn’t move, so Alex continued. “It’s okay.”

Thomas sighed and turned back around, avoiding Alex’s eyes. Alex could tell he was having a war with himself inside his head. Alex frowned, wishing he could take that turmoil away.

“I’ve been in love with you since the day we met,” Thomas said quietly. His face was burning a bright red and he was fidgeting with the strings on his pajama pants. “Hearing you say all those things last night was like a dream come true. And then,” Thomas let out an incredulous laugh, “and then you let me kiss you and I thought I’d died and gone to heaven.”

Alex looked down, ashamed. He hadn’t realized just how real Thomas had wanted his words to be.

“But you were just doing it for money,” Thomas continued with a hitch in his voice. “Which is fine, whatever, I get it. We’re all broke and desperate. Just maybe next time don’t choose a target that has feelings for the arrow, because let me tell you it hurts a lot more when you hit your mark.”

Thomas had stopped fiddling with the drawstrings in favor of clenching his hand into a fist around them. A single tear had escaped his eye. Alex reached up and wiped it away.

“I am so sorry,” he whispered. “I never, ever meant to hurt you. Please tell me what I can possibly do to make it up to you. I’ll do anything.”

Thomas met finally looked up and something inside him seemed to melt upon making eye contact with Alex. He saw the sincerity in the younger boy’s eyes and decided to take his shot. He steeled himself, preparing for the worst, then tentatively said:

“Go on a date with me?”

Alex blinked in surprise. “Go… on a date with you?” Thomas looked devastated and Alex rushed to explain himself. “No, no I totally want to, but it feels more like a reward than a punishment.”

Thomas let out a relieved sigh. “Look, I could make you do something humiliating, but that’s not what I want. What I want is to be with you. So will you go on a date with me?”

“Okay,” Alex grinned. “Yeah. I’ll pay, and you can pick the day and the place but I don’t own any really nice clothes so it can’t be too fancy unless you want it to be fancy then I can borrow some of John's—”

“Alexander,” Thomas laughed, cutting off the excited boy. “Slow down. It doesn’t have to be fancy, just as long as you’re there.”

Alex blushed. “Sorry. Okay. I’ll text you later then? And we can sort everything out?”

Thomas nodded and kissed Alex’s forehead, causing him to flush an even deeper red.

“I’ll see you later,” he said.

He closed the door and then proceeded to seek out James and squeal.

“Well, that did not go at all in the direction I thought it would,” James said once Thomas had finished ecstatically recounting what had happened.

“Agreed,” Thomas said. “I never thought I’d be asking Alexander Hamilton out in day old pajamas after he kissed me on a bet, but I guess life is unpredictable.”

James rolled his eyes as Thomas continued to blabber on about Alex and the date. He decided that although he was happy for his friend, he liked Thomas a lot better when he was heartbroken and brooding; at least then he allowed James to get some sleep.

Out of the Frying Pan (11/?)

“You’d be surprised what I can accomplish when I don’t have to be in front of a camera.” Emma shook her head, pulse picking up when he looked at her – that small, nervous smile on his face and his eyes, maybe, lingering on her lips.

The kitchen, suddenly, felt very small.

“I can’t believe you actually baked something,” she mumbled. His hand hadn’t left Emma’s shoulder the entire time they were talking and he nudged her around slightly at the sound of her disbelief, turning her until she was looking straight at him.

“I promised,” Killian said and his voice seemed to land somewhere in the vicinity of Emma’s heart. Or something stupid like that. “I wouldn’t lie to you, Swan.”

AN: This would be absolutely nothing without @laurnorder who is a beacon of read-wording support and making sure I don’t miss words when I start typing too quickly. 

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We can make this work Cole Sprouse Imagine

A/N: So I will start to try to make imagines now. I love writing about Cole, only because I got to know him through the years of watching his shows, and know on Riverdale. I love how he is just so content with himself, isn’t afraid to be completely foolish no matter where he is. And it just makes it so much easier to feel like myself too. But that’s me. So here it is. This does have smut in it and hopefully I do a good job.

Originally posted by immortalle

It was rather a nice night, nothing too exciting happened today, but none the less it was a good day. Especially with Cole being he for two months. I made dinner and put on our usual go-to-watch program, Criminal Minds. We’re 13 minutes into the episode and we already have our theories of who the killer is.

“Damn, Reed sure did change his look and God does it do him justice.” I say, before I bite my lip a little. Okay I do admit that I did say that just to get a rise out of Cole, but also because it is true.

“Please, they just did that so he can be more relatable for the show.” He says leaning his elbows on his knees.

“Excuse you I could say the same about you, Mr Forsythe,” using his character’s real name. “Well the cut of your hair wasn’t but you did die it. It’s called being committed Cole.” I say matter of factly.

“Touché,” he says now leaning back onto the couch.

“But you know, in a way he does remind me of you.” I say getting closer to him, siting Indian style no facing his right side.

“If you say because we’re both gawky, I’ll kill you.” he says sarcastically.

“Well you are a little socially awkward.” I say laughing, he just sighs and rolls his eyes with a smirk appear on his mouth. “No but seriously, you both are extremely smart, smarter than anyone in the room, tall, very handsome. Oh and did I say smart.” I say playing with his hair. As he lens into my hands he start to reply.

“Well I cant help but be the prettiest girl in the room. And the smart thing just comes natural.” he says coolly. We both laugh and that. God I love him, he kiss me, and leans us down as my back is on the couch cushion and he’s on top of me. When he breaks the kiss he says something so shocking, but as if it’s the most natural thing to say. “Let’s have a baby!”

“What.” shock is evident in my voice, but the good kind.

“Yeah why not (Y/N), I mean I’m gonna be 25 in a month, you’re 22. I think that we should actually make us serious with children. And come on we would be one of the coolest parents.” He says holding his weight up by his elbows resting just next to my ribs. “I mean you would the best MILF and I would be one hot DILF.” he says, as if he’s picturing our future kids friends just drooling over us.

“Well, you had me at Daddy I’d Love to Fuck.” I say running my hands through his hair bringing him closer to me. I kiss him hard but you could feel the love into it. “Yes, a million times yes.”

“Yeah?” he questions, his question is answered by me kissing him again. I can feel him getting up a little and he picks me up so my legs are around his waist. We don’t break the kiss at all, until he sits me down on the bed. He starts to strip me down until I’m in nothing and I start to do the same until he’s beautifully bare. He lays down right next to me and puts the blanket half way over our bodies. I look at him confused at his actions.

He just smiles and says, “I’m nervous and I want to do this right with you.” we turn on ur side to face each other.

“We got all the time in the world,” I say  as I start to kiss his neck and my hand makes its way to his almost hard member. I slightly move my fingers around it before I get a nice grip and start to stroke it back and forth. He’s already out of breath and moans my name. “(Y/N), Jesus I love the way you do that.” He says in between his moans.

He quickly gets his arm around me pulling me up so I’m straddling him now. I’m nervous because we’ve always used a condom, unless we were having oral. “I love you so much,” I say as he’s holding himself in his hands and I slowly make my way down as his hand now moves to my waist. “Cole.” I moan aloud as I get used to this bare feeling. God he feels so good inside me, especially like this.

I start to move up and down, slow at first and I lean to kiss him passionately. My hands run through his hair, his hands gripping my waist as I start to go faster little by little. We moan into each others mouths as we continue to kiss each other. We do this for two more minutes before we both cum for each other, as I slow down riding out our high together, I continue to rock my hips side-to-side now. Keeping eye contact with Cole makes it all feel so much better.

Apparently he couldn’t take it anymore as he grunts and flips us over so now he’s in control. He thrusts into me so very generously, as he sucks on my neck I can feel him lifting up my right leg almost to my should making him go deeper and deeper into me. “talk to me, please baby.” I say pleadingly out of breath. I feel him nod as he stops sucking on my neck.

He slows down putting his hand on one of my breasts. “Oh baby girl look how innocent you look under me. You love it how I make you feel this good don’t you.”

“Yes Daddy, I love how you are the only one to ever make me feel this good.” I say scratching down his back over and over again. “Fuck that’s good, oh…… shit.” I start to rub my clit in circles as it makes it satisfying my pleasure more.  He snatches my hand, and grabs both my wrists over my head, but not that roughly.

“I didn’t give yo permission to touch yourself, (Y/N). That’s my job,” He says as he starts to rub my clit up and down as he continues to thrusting into me. His thrust become slower but he rubs faster making me scream his name as he sucks on one of my breasts. My back arches up making my legs close tighter around Cole’s waist and pulling him closer to me if that’s even possible. Then he flips his actions and thrusts harder and slows his thumb on my clit, letting my wrists free with other hand, he grabs my waist firmly, steadying himself. I take that advantage and pull on his hair tightly. “Shit, baby girl, we’re almost there, are you ready to cum for me.” I moan out a yes while his movements are getting sloppy, as I cum and him right after me.

He slips out of me, still on his knees, running his hands down my legs. Both of us trying to catch our breaths before going at it for a third time. I get up to meet his position putting my arms around his neck  and him kissing me. His hand on my waist making their way down to my ass and squeezing it. “Mmmh,” is my response before I turn around, my back facing his and put my weight on my elbows.

He moves closer to me, still with his hands resting on my ass. I gasp as he gazes his member above my vagina. “You’re so wet for me baby girl. I love it when you’re in need for me like this.” He says still doing the same action as I whimper in pleasure. Then he pushes himself into me finally, making the both of us blurt out profanities. he grips my long hair in his hand, and with the other he moves my hips back and forth slowly picking up his pace. A minute later, Cole puts his leg out as if he’s on one knee, he thrusts harder then before keeping his grip on my waist as well as in my hair.

He let’s go of my hair and I start to do my own movements. I move so now that he’s laying on his back and I’m straddling him in a backwards way. Just like as we did the first time. I bounce up and down causing him to yell my name in pleasure. I start to pick up my paste as he lifts himself more into me indicating that he’s so close, just as I am. Our movements again become very sloppy as we ride out our high together.

As we slowly come to a stop, I move so that I’m now laying next to a very heavy breathing Cole. He kisses my forehead pulling me closer to him. “If that doesn’t give us a baby, I don’t know what would.” he says, I tiredly laugh at his joke, but I kind of agree with him.

“I love you,” I say before kissing his jaw.

“I love you.” He says back. We fell asleep into each others arms.

I would love nothing more than to start a family with this man.

The next morning I wake up so sore. But I smile because I see Cole looking at me so lovingly. “What?” I say, so shy now.

“I love how innocent you are sometimes as if you weren’t just fucking the shit out of me last night, taking away my innocence from me.” He says bluntly. “But I know that it’s only for me and fucking love it.” He says kissing me. “Ohh, yeah I’m sore. Shit if I knew I had to tell you I wanted a baby to get sex like that, we would of had a whole team of kids right now.” we both laugh at his joke, and agin I agree with him.

“Okay Sprouse.” I smile at him. “ Now all we have to is wait. Maybe a couple of weeks.” I say.

“What, yeah of course but now that I know you’re serious, I think we should keep doing what we’re doing every night.” he says pulling me closer to him by my waist.

“That does sound tempting.” I say, playing with his hair. We stay like this for as long as we could. And like he wanted, we do this for the next week.

A/N: And that is it for this part. You know for my first smut I think I did really good. Stay tune for part 2. Thank you and Love you all


Well, that was quick. Took me only sixteen minutes to make this edit. It’s much simpler than the last and looks a lot better because of that. I should really stop going over-the-top with edits and just slow it down a bit. I get too excited about editing that I want to make things look special and interesting in so many different ways in a single image. It can be a mess. ahaha