but omg leave me be tonight


Contains :  bestfriend!junhui, SMUT !  


Member : Jun/Wen Junhui

Words : + 2,8k

Summary : Junhui was a cocky guy, that was for sure, but you never thought that he was that cocky, as you glare at your phone screen, a shaky finger pressing on the imagine of his smooth torso, his hand wrapped around his cock.

Originally posted by indigyu

A/N : For all my babies suffering from the lack of seventeen smut, there you go ! + I’m writing this now instead of after my exams because I was revising and my friend sent me the video of Jun dancing to Who and yeah I couldn’t.
+ someone told me it was similar to other smuts and yes it is, I red other writings with the same plot so this smut is inspired by them

[11:06] you : jun, leave me alone

A sigh left your lips as you placed your phone beside you, trying to focus on the papers all over your desk. Fingertips rubbing your temples, you closed your eyes, trying to remember the things you were reading a few moments before. You hated it, you hated having to learn things by heart, just to recite everything like a robot in front of a teacher, as if it would prove that you were intelligent or something.

On top of that, your best friend was texting you non stop. You were already a pretty distracted person, but with him making your phone buzz every minute, it was even worst. He was a year above you, and didn’t have to pass any exams. His school year was over, and he was celebrating it tonight, in a party thrown by someone from his class.

But apparently, the party wasn’t that amazing, since it seemed like he wasn’t leaving his phone to go grind on some girl.

 [11:07] junhui : talk to meeeee :(
[11:07] you : omg jun why are you like this, leave me alone
[11:08] junhui : its boring without you :(

A laugh escaped your lips, he was probably at least a bit tipsy. See, Jun was your best friend, but you both had this thing were you acted like you hated each other. But when alcohol was running in his system, Jun was the first to spill his feelings, and it was always so rewarding to see his face the day after when you red him his drunk texts.

[11:08] you : you know i have my last test soon
[11:08] you : are you already drunk ? its not even midnight omg
[11:09] junhui : no shit i fucking know you have a test
[11:09] junhui : i cant believe you left me like that

You rolled your eyes at his text, before typing. Yeah, you could understand him. You two were ready to leave, because you were supposed to go with him, but you decided to stay at the last minute, quickly leaving your tight dress for your large pyjama shirt.
Jun had tried to convince you to go with him, after all, the test was only in a week, but you didn’t want to waste time partying while you could use this time to work.

[11:10] you : dont be like this, you know its an important test
[11:10] you : go dance or something, we’ll have all summer to party together
[11:11] junhui : i dont want to dance :( :( :(
[11:11] you : im gonna study byyye

For a moment, the boy stopped texting you, and you thought that maybe he was finally dancing and having some fun. Going back to your notes, you tried to memorize everything, repeating the important points to yourself.
A tired smile stretched your lips when you finally got everything right, moving to the next text. Rolling your eyes, you groaned, seeing how long the plan you had to memorize was, and how depressing the text was, talking about how Humans were damned no matter what.

You took a deep breath, sitting comfortably before starting reading every point, then, your phone buzzed again.

[11:25] junhui : hi
[11:26] junhui : answer me
[11:27] junhui : y/n
[11:27] junhui : :(
[11:28] junhui : i wont stop until you answer
[11:29] junhui : thats the worst party ive ever seen
[11:30] junhui : and i cant even leave because mingyu is the one driving
[11:30] junhui : plus im kind of drunk
[11:30] junhui : wow i cant believe you did this to me
[11:31] you : omg wen junhui ill kill you

You sighed, he wasn’t going to leave you alone, you had to navigate between answering him and revising, rolling your eyes, maybe going to the party was a better idea.

[11:31] junhui : i like when you call me by my full name thats hot
[11:31] you : wtf you have weird kinks
[11:32] junhui : wow cant believe my best friend is shaming me for my kinks !
[11:33] you : find mingyu, maybe he will drive you home
[11:33] junhui : nah i saw him going upstairs with some random girl
[11:34] you : gross
[11:34] junhui : i cant believe u did this to me
[11:35] you : omfg junhui how many times are you going to say that ?
[11:35] junhui : until you apologize ???
[11:36] you : fuck you this exam is more important than an obviously shitty party

You breathed, all your focus now on the coversation with your best friend. He would distract you anyway, and you wouldn’t be able to get any work done, so what was the point. Giving a last look at the pile of paper, you moved from your desk to your bed, trying to find a decently cold spot.

[11:37] junhui : ohmy god your test is in a fucking week
[11:38] you : fuck its just a party why are you getting mad about it ?
[11:38] junhui : because
[11:39] you : you’re a child
[11:39] junhui : whatever
[11:40] you : omg

You growned, dropping your phone on your side, your arm resting on your eyes. He didn’t respond, and it was for the best, when Jun was drunk, he could either be super whiny for nothing, or super angry for nothing, and you would rather stop talking to him for the night than have a conversation with an angry stubborn guy.

The summer night was growing hotter, your shirt starting to stick to your body. Tugging at it to let some air hit your skin, you thought for a moment that Jun finally gave up, maybe finding someone to drive him home.

[11:55] junhui : im in the bathroom
[11:57] you : k
[11:57] junhui : i have a boner
[11:58] you : dID I ASK

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes, drunk Jun could be either way super whiny, super angry or super horny, yeah you forgot about that.
See, another thing in your friendship was how comfortable both of you were when it came to sex. Junhui was already super comfortable talking about it, and so, you grew more and more confident talking about it with him. That was one of the few things you were grateful for.

[11:59] you : go get some girl to grind on i’m studying

You lied, hoping and praying god that you couldn’t have to deal with a drunk and horny Junhui.
A few moments passed, and again, you thought that he was out of the bathroom dancing on some girl, because you knew that a lot of them were willing to do it. It wasn’t news that Junhui was pretty popular, his delicate features and sweet voice were enough for a lot of girls, but he also had amazing hands, and those thighs, god, the result of years of dancing.
In addition to all of this, the way his hips moved was sinful. You remember seeing him dancing to one the songs he made with his friends, his hips moving slowly, his hand resting on his thigh, so close to his crotch.

Yeah, these were one of these days where you asked yourself, how the fuck do I even contain myself. 

After moving his hips, you remember his eyes finding yours before he started body rolling, his shoulders broad, toned stomach moving.
And it wasn’t all, the choregraphy continued again until his hands made contact with the floor, supporting himself as he fucking grinded on the floor, powerful thrusts over the floor, and you cursed under your breath.

You couldn’t admit it to yourself, but you couldn’t stop thinking about how his body moved, and you blamed it on sexual frustration, yeah that was it.

But more and more, your breath strated inching everytime he got closer, or when his hands got too adventurous, because he also wasn’t helping it.
But soon, you convinced yourself that you couldn’t think about your best friend in such ways, it was weird. You were making it weird at least.

[00:05] junhui : sent a video

Your thoughts got cut by the sound of your phone, your hand grabbing it before tracing your password, and your fucking mind went blank.

Your eyes stayed glued to your screen, blinking a few times, before checking again the name of the contact, yeah that was Jun.
Your troath was dry, and you tried to swallow the built of saliva.

The thumbnail was enough to leave you breathless, and even more sweaty.

Fuck, what was that for ?

You unconsciously licked your lips, your eyes fixed on the image.

Jun’s was sitting in what looked like a bathroom, his black jeans tugged to the middle of his muscular thighs, his black shirt riding up, revealing a parcel of his skin. His hand was wrapped around his cock, tip already red, several rings hugging his fingers. You couldn’t see his face, the image cut to his sweaty neck, but you could understand that his head was thrown back.

You cursed under your breath, a shaky finger pressing on the message, the image filling your screen before starting.
And it started right away, the boy’s hand slowly pumping up and down, his thumb stopping to collect the drop of precum. Touching his sensitive head, you heard a hiss, your mouth falling agape, waiting for more, and it stopped.

Your eyes widen, still locked on the screen, before catching the small three dots on your phone.

[00:06] junhui : fuck, im so hard
[00:06] junhui : help me

You looked up from your screen, as if someone would suddently appear at the end of your bed to help you in this situation.
Your heart was pounding, what the fuck were you supposed to do ? He sent it like it was the most normal thing to do.

And fuck, you wanted to run away from your phone and hide, but on the other hand, your eyes were still glued to the small picture, your mind replaying the faint hiss.

[00:07] junhui : y/n
[00:08] you : you can’t send things like that omg
[00:08] junhui : omfg its okay youre my best friend
[00:08] junhui : just help me
[00:08] junhui : please

“Best friends”, was that a common thing to send nudes to your best friend ? You took a deep breath, before typing again, what the fuck were you getting yourself into.

[00:09] you : what the fuck do you want me to do
[00:09] you : you have a fucking boner its not my fault youre a horny fuck
[00:10] junhui : sent a vocal

You rolled your eyes, taking your headphones before playing the audio, and your heart sank. It started with a clear, deep moan, you could hear that he was trying to stay quiet, before muffling it, the sound of his hand moving in the background was faint, and he started talking. God, his voice was raspy, low, breathless, “What do you mean it’s not your fault ? I have a fucking boner because of you, fuck- That dress looked so good on you.”

Your breath grew uneven, catching your lip between your teeth. A breathy moan fell from his lips, probably picturing you in the dress you were wearing earlier, “And fuck- d-did you really have to start taking it off in front of me ?” You couldn’t help but smile as you remembered taking the straps off in front of him, letting him see a bit of your bra, but you couldn’t imagine that it had such and effect on him.

“God, please, send something, a picture, anything, I don’t care.”, he moaned, before ending the audio. You eyes widen, a picture ? Fuck, you wanted to continue whatever was going on, feeling the familiar discomfort between your legs but you really didn’t know how to take it.

Eventually, you moved your phone, stretching your arm above your head, opening the camera. Your moved to lay on your back, bending your knee up as your other hand tugged your shirt upwards, enough to show the right of your bra and your panties.

It was the exact same bra that Jun saw as you took your dress off earlier, the lacy black bra un panties hugging your body. You quickly took the picture, cutting it after your lips, your lower lip rosy after biting it, and you sent it.

[00:14] you : sent a picture

Biting your lip, you waited for his responce.

[00:15] junhui : fuck, you look so good
[00:16] junhui : sent a video

And this time, you didn’t hesitate to open the video, your breath stopping. Fuck, if he was touching himself while looking at a picture of you, you could to that too, right ? Your hand traveled down your stomach, letting your finger press on your clit, a gasp leaving your lips.
Keeping your eyes open, you watched as the video opened on your phone, Jun’s hand moving faster this time, and holy shit, he looked so big.
His tip was red, a groan coming from his chest as he moved the phone and,

“Oh my god.”, you cursed under your breath as you took your panties off, your digit spreading your wetness. You gasped as Jun moved the phone so you were able to fully see his hand pumping his cock and his face, and god, he look amazing.

His lower lip between his teeth, looking straight at his camera through the locks of his back hair. His mouth suddently fell open with a silent moan as his head fell backwards, letting you see his Adam’s Apple bobbing and the video ended.

Fuck, you were keeping those videos, for scientific reasons.

[00:18] junhui : are you touching yourself ?

Your finger started rubbing your clit, trying your best to reply, but you didn’t even know how, so you took another picture. Quickly opening the camera, you took another one in the same position, your hand clearly visible in the shot.

[00:18] you : sent a picture
[00:19] junhui : i knew it
[00:19] junhui : fuck, i wish you were here

And then, out of nowhere, your phone rang.

You didn’t hesitate long before you accepted the call, placing your phone on your pillow beside your head.

“Y/N.”, he breathed as your finger started to work faster.

“Jun.”, you wanted your voice to be as quiet as his, but it came out in a moan.

“Fuck, why did you have to stay home.”, he gasped, breathless.

“Why did you have to go to this party.”, you replied.

“Whatever, be fucking prepared when I come home.”, a broken moan fell from his lips as you cursed under your breath, your imagination running wild. You allowed a finger to enter your heat, your digit easily sliding in. You moaned, your other hand gripping your sheet.

“God, I couldn’t stop thinking about you in that dress.”, the sound of skin clapping grew quicker as he continued, “I wish I could feel your lips around me.”, he gasped, before continuing, “You’re going to let me fuck your mouth when I come home, won’t you ?”

You moaned, his words hitting your core, but he wasn’t having it, his cocky self coming back. “Words.”

You opened your mouth, breathing heavely before answering, “Yes.”

“Yeah.”, and he laughed out of pleasure, the sound ringing in your ears, adding another finger.

“I’ll make you feel so good.”, he purred, a long moan tumbling from his lips. “You’re touching yourself, right babygirl ? Fuck yourself with your fingers, curl them, imagine my fingers instand of yours.”, he rasped, clearly reaching his climax as he was finding it hard to talk.

And you did, curling your fingers and moving faster, picturing your best friend between your legs, your hips bucking against your hand.
Your moans grew higher, more and more frequent as you moved your hips.

“Are you gonna cum ?”, he asked, breathless, groaning as he tried to wait for you.

“Jun.”, you moaned, unable to give him an answer, feeling the knot in your stomach ready to explode.

“God, I can’t wait to be inside you.”, he cooed, a broken moan filling your ears. “Come for me.”

And that’s all you needed, moaned, your back arching, a clear layer of sweat near your collarbones. Collapsing, you tried to catch your breath, closing your eyes, trying to focus on what was going on on the other side.

A series of curse words mixed with your name tumbled from his lips, before he came on a long moan, gasping every now and then.

“Fuck, fuck.”, he cursed, trying to process everything, before letting a long sigh.

Both of you stayed silent for a moment, before Jun moved the phone, before speaking in a breathless voice.

“Wait for me, I’ll be here soon.”

Otayuri fic recs #3

Sweet Summer Mornings by thelonelywriter (oneshot, nsfw)

THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER OH MY GOD HOW CAN SOMETHING BE SO PERFECT Listen to me this fic made me smile so hard just when i needed it the most. So basically this is 10k words of Otayuri fluff and smut. They are so perfect together. SO BEAUTIFUL ❤❤❤❤

Hashtags by abrandnewheart (oneshot, sfw)

It is gonna kill you and your life will be ruined after reading this. In other words beutiful angst thet will leave you with a lot feelings. I hate it and I love it at the same time. Thank you @mylittlesecretshelter for recommending me this.Don’t read if you dont want to be sad,

Honey, We Broke the Children by blackmountainbones (oneshot, teen and up)

OMG this is so funny I’ve been laughiing the whole time while reading this. Victor is a main character and he is super worried about Yurio( Yurio has a daddy kink #daddybek ;) ) and it is super funny and adorable. 

Gold Medal by howlingmoonrise (TheDarkStoryteller) (oneshot, nsfw)

So in this one Otabek is completely different than in most fics but it is so cool to read. Also this one is super hot.

Halsey Series of Sin by siren of old (series, nsfw)

Ok so this is series of 6 short fics that shows development of their feeling for each other. I love it so much because you can find here fluff, smut and angst (aka everything I need from a good fic). and OMG everything is perfect here you have to read it you won’t regret it I promise

How Long You Walked For (til you got lost tonight) by LiviKate (oneshot, nsfw)

OH MY GOD I AM SCREAMING I LOVE IT SO MUCH the ending just killed me with its cuteness everything here is just perfect I am so in love just asdfghjkl AMAZING okay i am done screaming about it so Otabek here loves Yurio so much but is completely oblivious to the other boy feelings

I really hope you are gona like it. If you do, don’t forget to leave kudos and comments under the fics. This authors deserve them so much

Friends to lover - Jaebum

This was requested by @justatinysparkofayoungvolcano I hope you like it! This was so fun to write bc how can you not love our jaebummie.

*credit to gif owner*

• you and Jaebum have been friends for a pretty long time

• you entered jyp as a trainee about four years ago and Jaebum was required to help you out

• although he felt it was a trivial task, he got over it pretty quickly when he realized you’re around his age, pretty, and a great dancer/singer

• you were surprised when you were assigned such a high quality “teacher”, you followed got7 casually and now that you were working with their leader it seemed unreal

• after about a month of working together you and Jaebum has become close

• so much so that you would hang out at their dorms when you could and support their showcases

• now four years later, you and Jaebum are best friends

• you guys do everything that you can together and now that you debuted you support each other’s comeback showcases

• people have asked you guys a lot if you’re dating but you guys always say no but your members are always like “mhm~ suree~”

• which makes both of you highkey flustered because all your members know you guys are in love EXCEPT YOU TWO

• anyways, one day Jaebum was finishing up some dance rehearsal and you were too

• you guys were leaving the building at the same time and he asked if you wanted to hang out later like get some dinner but

• “I’m sorry jaebummie, I have a date tonight.”

• Jaebum goes on red fucking alert

• “what? With who? Do I know them? Is he an idol too? Where are you going?”

• “Jaebum omg calm down your jealously is showing yes he’s an idol from sm and we are just going out for dinner.”

• “who? What if he’s not a good guy.”

• “yah! It’s chanyeol!”

• bruh you’re heart was so fluttery tho because Jaebum seemed jealous????

• “oh, text me afterwards okay?”

• Jaebum felt like shit, his friend got to you before he did and now he’s potentially lost his shot

• you parted Jaebum with a hug and made your way to home to get ready for your date

• although you were in love jaebeom and have been for a while but you couldn’t wait any longer for a man that didn’t have the same feelings

• you picked your prettiest dress and did your hair and makeup well

• you took a taxi to the restaurant you and chanyeol decided on a few days ago

• you arrived at the restaurant and gave your name to a hostess who gladly escorted you to your seat

• you waited a good 30 minutes until you got a text from chanyeol

• “I’m sorry something came up, let’s reschedule yeah?”

• you were hurt to say the least, he waited half an hour to say anything and then he barely gave you any explanation at all

• you decided not to respond to chanyeol’s text so you locked your phone, gathered your purse and walked out of the restaurant after paying for your drink

• standing outside, you called jaebum hoping he wasn’t busy with someone or something else

• “jaebummie? Are you busy?”

• “Why? You okay Y/n?”

• “he um kinda stood me up, I’m standing outside the restaurant right now”

• “In the cold?? I’ll be there in a minute stay warm”

• he hung up and honestly he sounded so upset, not at you exactly but in general

• in a few minutes jaebum’s suv pulled up and you climbed inside, the warmth of the car defrosting you

• “Thank you bummie”

• “of course y/n, now I’m not gonna say I told you so but~”

• “aish I know, he said something came up which could be totally plausible but I had to wait alone for half an hour which was undeniably embarrassing”

• Jaebum kinda awkwardly laughed because he did feel bad for you but he was kinda relieved that something had come up for chanyeol

• “my place for some snacks and movies?” Jaebum offers you and of course you take him up on it bc your place is full of your other members

• you guys listen to whatever playlist he has on and when you guys get to his place he lets you in and hands you a pair of pjs you’ve stored there over the years

• after you change you sit next to him on the couch and grab a handful of popcorn

• about halfway thru the action movie you feel jb staring at you and when you look at him your hunch was right, he was looking at you

• “do i have food on my face?”

• “no! you look really pretty Y/n”

• jaebums compliment makes your cheeks flush heavily and you’re glad the lights are turned down

• “but I don’t have makeup on and my hair is in a bun, dont be silly” you brush it off but inside you’re screaming

• “I’m serious, you look beautiful”

• inside jaebums head he’s thinking holy fuck am I doing this fr????

• you stare at each other for a minute and he looks at you with such a serious face it scares you

• “I definitely didn’t want to confess to you like this but you going on a date tonight made me realize that if I don’t do something now, someone is going to snatch you away from me and I can’t have that because I’m-I’m in love with you”

• you CHOKED not literally but still

• since you didn’t say anything for a sec Jaebum started backtracking because he was scared

• “jaebeom did you just say you love me?”

• “I-I did, because I do. I love you and I have for a while but I didn’t think you felt the same.”

• “I love you too bummie” omg you’re so flustered after you said this

• y’all are both screaming at this point

• Jaebum makes the first move by brushing some hair behind your ear and cupping your cheek in his hand

• you guys stare into each other’s eyes for a moment, as if he’s asking permission to kiss you

• you lean in a little more and he closes the gap fully

• your lips meet and you can’t believe your pride held you back from this for so long

• after a long, open mouthed kiss you both pull away with blinding smiles and pink tinged cheeks

• “y/n will you be my girlfriend?”

• “id love to be”

• AH I’m screaming this is cute

  • brendon urie: allow me to exaggerate a memory or two, where summers lasted longer than, longer than we do
  • brendon urie: break involuntary ties, a secret so the spies could never find us out
  • brendon urie: fate will play us out with a song of pure romance
  • brendon urie: i'm not complaining that it's raining, i'm just saying that i like it a lot, more than you'd think if the sun would come out and sing with me
  • brendon urie: there's never air to breathe, there's never in-betweens, these nightmares always hang on past the dreams
  • brendon urie: there's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for
  • brendon urie: in love i've always been a mercenary but i never leave my post when the cash runs out. i want to make you quiver, make your backbone shiver
  • brendon urie: i'll take my chances with the devil tonight but i'm running out of time, if this is wrong i don't want to be right, let the fantasy die
  • brendon urie: you remind me of a few of my famous friends, well that all depends on what you qualify as friends
  • brendon urie: there's no residue of a torturer inside of your eyes
  • y'all: omg brendon is suuuuuuch a bad lyricist "im not as think as you drunk i am" lmaooo he SUX!!!!xD xD

bad for you

part i. / part ii. / part iii.

bad!girl Rosé x Reader

Warnings: swearing, drug use (tobacco, alcohol)

Word count: 7,418

     You were the type who believed in “if it’s meant to be, it’ll happen” but that didn’t seem to be working out too well for you. The moment you practiced “if you want something, go get it” was the moment she came into your life.

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Contains : highschool!jungkook, mention of drug and alcohol, swearing, a bunch of illegal things, SMUT !  

Group : BTS  

Member : Jungkook/Jeon Jungkook

Words : +9,3K

Summary : Every each of his body screamed for revenge, since the very beginning. He hated how he had to change himself because of them, he hated how people viewed him because of them, he hated the person he became.
Maybe they forgot, maybe they thought it was just a little prank at the time, but it never left his mind.
And tonight, on the last day of highschool, he’s getting his revenge.
He had planed everything, every single move. He was confident, he knew he would finally get what he was craving for, but things take a strange turn when he finds out that he is not the only one seeking for revenge, and soon enough, his solo vegeance road trip welcomes a girl that looks oddly familiar.

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

A/N  : Omg that’s the longest thing i ever wrote for tumblr so far, I really really really hope that you guys like it,aND I’M SO SORRY FOR THE END DON’T HATE ME.

You can leave your feedback or questions etc, here ! Please remember that english isn’t my first language.

Jungkook took a deep breath, tugging a little bit more at his hood. Tonight was his night, it all starts after this door. Tightly gripping his bag, the boy carefully listened, standing in the middle of his room. Everything was silent between the four walls, and it seemed like his house was as silent, the only sounds being the rare cars passing by.

He looked at the clock hanging on his wall, the dim light of the moon helping him distinguish the numbers. It was near eleven post meridiem, he knew that his mother was already long asleep after a day of work, but he couldn’t be too cautious, right ?
Crossing this door was the first step to his revenge, but if his mother caught him, he was screwed.

What was he going to tell her ? That he was getting a glass of water, fully dressed with a huge bag ? Knowing his mother, she would probably freak out and think that he was running out of the house.

Jungkook tried to shake these thoughts away, his hand grabbing the door handle. One last time, he repeated to himself all the steps he had planned, exiting his room. Closing the door as quietly as possible, he quickly locked it before looking around.

The hallway was dark, no light coming from his mother’s bedroom. Walking as quietly as possible on the carpet, he grabbed the car keys, dodging every furniture in his living room.

It wasn’t a hard task, he could walk blindfolded in his house.

Getting out of his house, Jungkook almost congratulated himself, but somehow, he was still tensed, maybe even more.
A voice in his head asked over and over again if this was a good idea, and sometimes, he almost gave in, abandonning the idea. But the other voice, stronger, told him to get his revenge. He was greedy, craving for his revenge after all these years. He built and gained their trust just so he could crush them down, he wasn’t, he couldn’t give up. Not now.

He knew it, he would regret it, either way, but his spleen took over him.

Jungkook looked up, the sky was dark, but thankfully they were no clouds, no signs of rain. He hummed the air, the odor of grass, trying to collect himself.
The cold air caressed his skin, calming his nerves, helping the boy slowly regaining his confidence.

He did it everyday, he thought, the facade he built tricking people in thinking that he was bold and confident, but here, but now, it was only him, he couldn’t project the illusion on himself, he couldn’t lie to himself. Truth is, he was terrified, his hand gripping his bag so it wouldn’t shake.

Somewhere, he thought that getting his revenge would help him, even though it wouldn’t take back or erase what they did to him, he though that maybe, just maybe, it would lift a bit of weight of his shoulders.

Jungkook shook his head, walking towards his car, steps after steps on the little flat rocks.
Well, his mother’s car. It wasn’t as nice as his friend’s car, but he couldn’t complain. He knew that she worked hard, and a new, expensive car was a lot to ask.
Playing with his keys, he immediatly stopped when he saw a silhouette leaning against his car.

He froze, was it one of his “friends” ? Was he so bad at hidding things ? He took a step back, grass crushing under his foot, eyes narrowing to distinguish the face of the person.
His heartbeat grew faster, a ball forming in his throat, he was fucked.

At least, he thought, blinking multiple times, it was a girl.

A wave of releaf crashed over his body, all of his stress washing away. His head cooked to the side, who was that ?
He had to admit, he didn’t have a lot of girl friends, even if the rumors told otherwise. To be real, he couldn’t think of a lot of girls that he actually liked as a friend, all of them seemed to have hidden intentions.

Now walking towards his car, his eyebrows furrowed when the face of the person became clearer under the light of the column. He didn’t recognise it, who was she ?
Leaning against the door of his car, rolling a lollipop in her mouth, what was she doing in front of his vehicle in the middle of the night ? And she didn’t seem surprised at all to see him, actually, she looked amused, it was as if she knew.

“Can I help you ?”, asked Jungkook, clearly not amused. He had a plan to follow, everything was timed in his mind, he didn’t have the luxury to stop and talk to a random stranger.

The girl removed the sweet from her mouth, the candy leaving a red tint to her lips. She smiled, head tilting to the side, “I think I’ll be the one to help you.”

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Black [M]

A/N: hey all, this is my first fic on tumblr. i went with dean and i have a lot of plans for this fic so please so support it ;( i’m sorry if my writing sucks im terrible i know but ive just had this idea in my head for a while so i wanted to put it somewhere. i’m most likely gonna continue it even if ppl dont read it bc i kinda wanna finish it lol. but yeah if you like it pls tell me :) any comments are very much welcomed! btw it starts off boring but i wanted a nice& clear background. i promise it will get better!

characters: dean x oc, zico, crush, rome

genre: angst(ish?), university au

rated: m, alcoholism, stoners(lol), violence, abuse.

chapter one:

  “nayeon!” I dropped the box full of school supplies as I ran to my roommate whom I hadn’t seen all summer. she replied with equal excitement as we hugged each other. we had just moved into a new place for the year and we were both anxious to set up our cute little house. our other two roommates had already arrived and I was the last one, what’s new.

“I missed you!” she cheerfully exclaimed.

“I missed you too!” I replied as I reached down, picking up the box I had dropped.

“come in we have to talk about tonight’s plans!”

she helped me finish carrying the rest of my stuff upstairs, and after sochi had helped me put my room together my phone dinged. I flopped onto my bed and grabbed it. I hadn’t noticed how much the 8 hour drive had exhausted me.

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Doll? {Peter Pan Imagine}

Originally posted by lostgirl14480

Originally posted by 90schild

Peter Pan Imagine 

Final Part (B) of here

Tagged: @tmrhollandkay

Author: Joi A. Wade

Requested:  I just can’t get enough with the Doll? Series!! Ugggh its just soooo wonderfully made boo 😘!! Please make it smut for the next final part 😂😂,  I actually love this series so much omg,  OMGGGG THIS IS AMAZINGGGG,  Is there next part to doll? Cuz it ruined my life and I’m very emotional ❤,  Ohhhhhhh my lawd the doll feels are actually ruining me but I love it so much!!!!!! Much love for you and this awesome blog ❤️❤️ D O L L P L E A S E T H A N K Y O U L O V E,  Omg I need to know what happens at the end of doll 😍😍


                                              . L O N G   A  F.


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Seventeen going to a SHINee Concert

Episode Ten: Where Seventeen decides to go to their Sunbae’s Concert to cause more destruction and chaos

disclaimer: this in no way is trying to offend any fans/ fandoms, this in no way represents a certain type of fan/ fandom and is just written for everyone to have a light-hearted laugh :)

Hoshi: “I CAN’T BELIEVE I’M GOING TO SHINEE SUNBAENIM’S CONCERT!!!” *flaps arms in the air*

The8: “You mean WE are going to Shinee Sunbaenim’s concert…”

Hoshi: “What do you mean we?”

Wonwoo: “Minghao means that all of the members are going to the concert not just you Soonyoung”


Hoshi: “But I didn’t buy tickets for you all”

Scoups: “WHAT”

Hoshi: “I didn’t know you all wanted to go!”

Scoups: “Soonyoung… I gave you like $4,000… why do you think I gave you so much money for?!”

Hoshi: “I thought you were finally giving me the love and attention I deserved and so you gave me more money!“

Woozi: “I am amazed at how highly you think of yourself”

Vernon: “Jeonghan hyung, I think you need to get Seungcheol hyung a glass of water, he needs to calm down”

Jeonghan: “Why me? Why don’t you get him a glass of water!”

Vernon: “Because you love him?”

Jeonghan: “Yeah sure.”

Vernon: “What is that supposed to mean??”

Jeonghan: “What are you waiting for Hansol? Go get him a glass of water!”



Hoshi: “Woozi I’m scared” *hugs woozi*

Woozi: “Ew don’t touch me”

Hoshi: “But you’re supposed to protect me, I’m your squishy!”

Woozi: “When did I ever say that?”

Hoshi: “In my dreams…”  *smiles*


Hoshi: “I don’t know anything!”

Seungkwan: “I can tell you what he did with that money”





Scoups: *taps foot waiting*



Seungkwan: “Money”

Scoups: ???

Seungkwan: “What? I’m not going to give away the information so easily…”

Scoups: *hands Seungkwan 5 bucks*

Seungkwan: “5 dollars can’t even buy me fried chicken”

Mingyu: “I want fried chicken…”

Scoups: *rolls eyes and hands Seungkwan another 5 dollars*

Seungkwan: “It’s a little short of what I expected but I’ll tell you anyways… he bought VVVVVIP tickets, front row, backstage pass, a meet and greet private session and also an autographed album, oh yeah aaaannnddd he bought two of everything”


Scoups: “WHATTTTTT?!?!?!?!”

Vernon: “Here’s a glass of water you need to calm down hyung”

Scoups: *throws water at Soonyoung’s face*

Hoshi: *screams*


Vernon: “Erm that was meant for you to drink it”

Seungkwan: “Oh yeah did I forget to mention he bought the entire merchandise store and the shirt he is wearing is one of the things he bought”




Seungkwan: “Yes finally some action! This is what I left Jeju for! Hey Vernon pass him another glass of water, I didn’t get to record it”

DK: “So why did he buy two?”

Jun: “Do you really need to ask? It’s so obvious”

Dino: “He bought it to go with someone duh”

DK: “Who?”

The8: “Even the maknae knows and he is like 3”

Dino: “heyyyyyy….” *frowns*

Woozi: “I hope it’s not me”

Jun: “Dude don’t even try wishing that it isn’t, because it’s probably you"

DK: “But what’s da point of buying front row tickets when Woozi hyung is too short to see anything”


Woozi: “Hang on for a moment, I’ll be back after I break everything in Seokmin’s room”

Woozi: *leaves*


DK: “He’s just joking right?”

*sound of glass shattering*

DK: “omg”

Hoshi: “Onew’s face is drenched in WATERRR!!” *attempts to dry it with a tissue*

Scoups: “Selfish jerk I can’t believe you did that!" 

Hoshi: “I can’t believe you threw water at my SHINee concert shirt!”

Wonwoo: "I saved up five months’ worth of my book buying allowance for the ticket…”

Mingyu: “I thought I already used that money for the pizza delivery last month?”

Wonwoo: “You what?”

Mingyu: “You heard nothing”

Hoshi: “I’m sorry sunbaenims… you got slapped with water” *cries*

Vernon: “You mean you got slapped with water”

Hoshi: “What did you do to deserve such humiliation? Amazing talent? Good looks?” *cries harder*


Hoshi: “I can’t its already gone!”


Hoshi: *uses two fingers to covered T-shirt Taemin’s ears*

Hoshi: “How dare you say that in front of Taemin! Don’t worry Taeminnie he is just jealous of your amazing talent and dancing skills and flawless looks which he doesn’t have" 

Scoups: "WHY I OUTTA-”

Scoups: *lunges and grabs hoshi’s shirt*


Joshua: "Okay okay calm down everyone if we just take a step back we will see that it’s just a small matter and it is not worth fighting over”

Seungkwan: “Soonyoung used your bibles as a stool when he tried to reach for his piggy bank”

Hoshi: “thanks a lot fam”


Seventeen: *gasp*

Vernon: “Whoa watch your language man”


Hoshi: “I’m sorry I needed my money if not how am I going to see SHINee?!!”

Joshua: “And I’m sorry that you weren’t born taller” *throws dino’s apple juice at hoshi*

Dino: “My…. my juice…”

Jeonghan: “I don’t know what is happening to Joshie these few days but I think I kinda like it”

The8: “You mean the crazy Joshua that suddenly rages and forgets about his gentlemanly self and attacks people with his vicious words like a dog with a serious case of rabies?!”

Jeonghan: “Yeah that Joshua, bad boy joshie, Jeonghan likey”


Seungkwan: “Well that’s gonna leave a stain…”

Woozi: “Just wash it”

Hoshi: “But I need it tonight! The concert’s tonight!”

DK: *yanks shirt off hoshi and throws it into the washing machine*

Hoshi: “Will my shirt be okay?”

DK: “I can’t guarantee that it’ll be okay but I’ll just lie to you and say yes” *smiles*


DK: “How much detergent do I put in this thing?”

*5 Hours Later… at the Concert…*

Hoshi: “I can’t believe I let you talk me out of wearing my shinee concert shirt to the shinee concert”

Scoups: “You’re lucky I haven’t murdered you with Jihoon’s guitar and sold your limps to the butcher”


Joshua: “I doubt the butcher would want to even buy it"

Mingyu: “Mingyu wouldn’t buy that rotten piece of meat from the butcher….”

Wonwoo: “How did Coups hyung manage to get us in?”

Jun: “He sold Hoshi’s tickets and whatever he had bought and purchased 13 tickets for us”

Mingyu: “Can I go out to buy some food… I think we’re too early… it starts in an hour’s time” *pouts*

The8: “Is there ever a day or a time where you can stop thinking about food?”




Woozi: “Omg shut up”


Seventeen: *covers ears*

Hoshi: “WHYYYYY SOOOO SERIIIOOUUSSS” *waves light stick*

Hoshi: *light stick falls out of his hand and hits woozi*


Hoshi: “Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry” *rubs hands together*

Shawols: *glares*


Hoshi: “No no, I was just saying sorry to my friend… no no um, my boyfriend?… errrrrm my girlfriend?”

Woozi: “Why am I your girlfriend?”

Shawol 1: “Girlfriend?….YEOJA CHINGU?! Gfriend???” *rage*


Scoups: “Oh my god you guys are such an embarrassment”

Shawols: *clenches fist*


Hoshi: “I love SHINEE I SWEAR!”

Jeonghan: “Ohhhh I~ Swearrr~”


Jeonghan: “What? Can’t I stan Sistar?”

Shawol 2: “Get me a bat”



Shawols: *gangs up*

Hoshi: “Wait or was it RING DONG DING OR DING RING DONG?”


Vernon: “Not making it better Seungkwan….”

Hoshi: “Wait don’t you know us? We’re Seventeen! You know everyday boom boom?”





Dino: *whispers* “Oh my god” #poseslikeCL


Hoshi: “That was actually really good my performance team! Maybe we can do that for one of our performan-”

Shawols: *grabs hoshi by the collar*


Mingyu: “DASI RUN RUN RUN” *runs*

Scoups: “What a loyal member…” smh

Wonwoo:TT… Mingyu… how could you abandon me…”

Hoshi: “How do you want me to prove it to you that I’m a 100% SHAWOL? I’M MARRIED TO THE MUSICCCC”


Dino: “I thought you were married to Woozi hyung?”

Woozi: o.O

Hoshi: “That was a secret chan how could you tell everyone my secret?!”



Shawol: “Get this fake shawol out of here!!!”

Hoshi: “No guys I can explain, I have it but then we got into a fight about me getting VVVVVVIP tickets and then they threw water and apple juice at my shirt-“


Scoups: “Okay guys I have a plan to get us out of here in one piece…. Hopefully….”

Wonwoo: “But I’m already broken into a million pieces it’s hurts so bad… my heart broke into a billion pieces when he left me here how can I ever get out of here in one piece when I’m so broken I cannot even be fixed back together even with superglue?”


Jun: “If only that was for me and not Mingyu…”

Vernon: “That’s deep man”

Joshua: “Somehow… I can relate to this”

Scoups: “Okay moving on…. I’m going to try to distract them and you guys try to escape alright?”


Hoshi: “FIGHTING!”

Woozi: “Oh god”


Shawols: *screams*

Hoshi: “WHEREEE???!”

Woozi: *facepalms*

Jeonghan, Dino, Joshua, Wonwoo, Jun and DK: *escapes*

Scoups: “Oh god Soonyoung”




Seungkwan: “I know what will help!”

The8: “It better not be a song”

Seungkwan: “Minghao! You’re getting smarter by the day!”

Seungkwan: “and a one, a two, a one two three, BABY YOU ARE MY ANGELLLLL!”

DK: *runs back into the concert hall*


Jun: *runs back into the concert hall*


Dino: “Hyungs stop it…”


Scoups: *glares*

Vernon: “What? I might as well promote myself right?”


Shawols: “EXO?”

DK: “What? Don’t you like EXO?”

Woozi: “Shut up Seokmin”

*Several hours later after much hair pulling and punching*

Mingyu: “What took you guys so long? The food I bought turned cold so I had to eat it all”

The8: “Don’t lie Mingyu, lying will give you food poisoning and you won’t be able to eat anything for three months”

Mingyu: “Erm… Manager hyung… can you drop me off at the temple? I erm have some things I need to ask God to forgive me for…”

Joshua: “Can I take this chance to tell you about Christ? Have you heard of him?”

Jeonghan: “YES like everyday Joshua…. *sighs* I miss my bad boy Joshie”


Joshua: “If anything ever happens to you… I don’t know what I would do… I’ll blame myself for not protecting you…. It’s all my fault…”

Vernon: “It’s just his hair man”

Joshua: “PRECISELY!”


Wonwoo: “Oh look, people who went to the concert are posting on their social media….”

Jun: “What does it say?”

Wonwoo: “Apparently Onew gave out free chicken to fans, Minho brought V onto the stage as a guest, Jonghyun gave everyone a copy of his book that he wrote, Taemin was shirtless 98% of the time and Key decided to sass everybody as usual”


Dino: “Even Woozi hyung?”


DK: “I feel like I’m forgetting something”

*meanwhile back at the dorm*

Washing Machine: *chokes*

Washing Machine: *rumbles*

Washing Machine: *shakes*

Washing Machine: *explodes*

*in the car*

DK: *thinks for two seconds*

DK: *shurgs* “Meh”

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Take Care Of You Tonight - Duff Mckagan

Originally posted by loseyourself210

Pairing: Duff Mckagan x Reader

Words: 600+

Request: May I request a Duff smut where you’re making out and it leads to teasing and eventually you suck him off but Axl walks in? Sorry I’m in a weird mood omg                                      

Warning: Smut, oral sex.

Category: Smut.

A/N: –

His lips where hot on mine, our tongues fighting for dominance and our clothed crotches furiously rubbed against each other. His long fingers were digging into my hips, most likely leaving bruises. My hands were on his head, tugging on his hair

Duff pulled apart with a needy groan, his hands moved from my hips to rest on to the sides of my face, my hands resting on his neck and our foreheads pressed together. We were both breathing heavily, the air in the room felt thick.

“Let me take care of you tonight babe” I said, already reaching out to unbutton his tight jeans, he let out a shaky breath and he nodded, murmuring a “if you insist”.

I got on my knees, and he lifted his ass of the leather couch, helping me pull down his jeans and boxers. His cock sprung free, hard and proud.

I tied my hair in a ponytail and licked my lips, my mouth already watering at the sight. Spiting on my hand, I reached out for his dick and started with the up and down movements. His eyes closing at the feeling.

Leaning in, I took his tip on my mouth, rolling my tongue around it, the movement of my hand never stopping. He silently moaned and his hips lifted for a couple of seconds before going back to their original position, loudly groaning.

I took more of him into my mouth and started to bob my head faster, as I licked and sucked him harder, my hands holding him by the hips, trying to get him to keep his hips in place.

His hand reached out for head and grabbed onto my ponytail, taking control.

He guided my head up and down at a slow pace, until he grew desperate for release. Making me take him deeper and deeper, his tip hitting the back of mouth, he started to trust his hips against my mouth.

He grunted, and shut his eyes closed, one of my hands got a hold of my balls and gently started to massage them, my other hand moving to play with his short line of hair on his tummy.

I moaned onto his shaft, sending him all the good vibrations in all the right places.

I looked up at him from my lashes, there was a thin line of sweat in his forehead, his mouth was hanging open, his lips wet.

He locked his eyes with mine, closed his mouth, biting onto his lips.

“My god baby girl, you look so hot down on your knees like that” he started, “you like it huh? Fuck, you like sucking my dick” I moaned in response.

“I’m so close babe, so fucking close” I swirled my tongue against him and he moaned.

As his breath became heavier and his eyes rolled backwards, he let go of my head, letting me take control again. Knowing he was close to his release, I focused on the top half of his dick as my hand took care of the lower half.

In short time, his warm load was released into my mouth, as I swallow it and slowly kept on bobbing my head to ride out his orgasm.

“Well wasn’t that quite the show?” I deep voice said, making me look up, searching for the owner of the voice.

As I spotted the ginger man at the door, my heart stop.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“What the hell Axl?!” Duff said, quickly covering his member with a pillow, “How long have you been standing there?” he asked as I got up and cleaned my mouth, my face red in shame.

“Long enough” Axl chuckled, “Anyway, we were all going to get dinner, you guys coming?” he asked, “If you are finished here, of course” he said turning around and leaving.

“Let’s go eat baby, I’ll finish you off when we get back yeah?” he said standing up and fixing his jeans. I nodded and did the same, taking my hand in his.

Harm’s Way - Mieczyslaw Stilinski Imagine

REQUESTED: Yes, requested by Anon!

Love your blog!💕 I was wondering if you could please do an imagine with stiles where the reader is his girlfriend. She’s helping the pack and when they shoot Scott’s house she gets put in critical condition. The pack is forced to call Stiles and he’s mad because she was supposed to be studying abroad and not be in BH? Can it be really angsty?”

WARNINGS: Angstttttt, some swearing, mentions of death and hospitals

SUMMARY: You were trying to help the pack when suddenly it all goes wrong. Stiles is not happy to hear how you weren’t protected.

NOTES: Okay, so I’m writing this one up while I’m on a free. I’ve gotten all the work that I needed to done (thank god) so I’m just taking the time now to get this writing done.

My inbox kind of blew up after my last Stiles imagine (thank you all so much ahh!!!) and I personally hate leaving people waiting so I wanted to get this request I had written up and ready to be posted as soon as I had the chance to.

Double Stiles tonight, along with a masterlist update (which is so late omg) yay!

Anyways, hope you enjoy!!

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Prompt:  Peter Hale request! Prompt: Just got stood up on a date by a long term boyfriend,angry and about to leave, you run into Peter Hale. *I’ve never requested an imagine before,so i don’t know if i did it right sorry! And thank you if you get to it! xo”

Word Count: 636

A/N: I loved this request so much! And I’m thinking about making it into a fanfiction, so thoughts please?

Warnings: Fluff, Peter being super freaking charming and smooth omg. etc.

Requested by;  lydiawonderlost

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Every freaking finale leaves me with my mouth open

But Legends oh my beautiful Legends


The CW is like okay we are gonna kill your jewish character


And omg Ava and Sara AHHHHH

Ava looked so beautiful in this episode, I mean she always look beautiful but tonight AGHH I FELL IN LOVE

The way Sara looked at her

The way Ava looked at her too SO SWEET

Okay speaking about something else. Sara feels so guilty about Stein and when Ava told her that Rip was in prison THAT LOOK IN HER EYES OMG

She miss him a lot don’t @ me

Rip: “I can’t have anyones blood in my hands”

Sara: “I can’t lose someone again”

(I don’t remember the quotes very well sorry)

Rip and Sara have a lot chemistry even when they aren’t together

I don’t mind if Sara and Ava get together I mean I SHIP THEM A LOT

I don’t mind if Timecanary doesn’t become canon I just want that chemistry forever and that’s all

Okay I loved this episode, goodnight xoxo.

CLF: A la Folie G

A/N: I have eaten, I feel better now. You’re getting this part tonight and one on Saturday. I have a birthday dinner that I REALLY don’t want to go to, so I’ll post that and hopefully my phone will go off and keep me busy (looking at you, @persephone-is-here-omg and @thecrownedrose!). 

A/N: A note on the Russian for these chapters: I have looked up every single word using two or three sources; sometimes I can’t find the Cyrillic alphabet, but most of the time I can. Some of these words have double meanings (the word for “fuck off” in Russian also means, “Leave me alone” or “get off my case” and is sometimes translated as “fuck you.” Some of these translations were chosen based on their context–some sites offer different sentences, and I chose the best context. So. The translations I’ve used are the translations and boy, oh, boy, I will never use the Cyrillic alphabet again because I am so sick of hitting copy, paste, copy, paste.

WARNINGS: Swearing (always), nightmares, allusion to sexy times, quick mention of blood from a miscarriage, mention of depressive thoughts as a result, heads up, character death (real death? Character death?), graphic description of said character death (I am so sick of watching the damn Zapruder film, there’s only so many times you can watch a guy get his head blown off), slightly painful fingering, slight Dom/Sub punishment dynamics, smut (spanking, exhibitionism sort of, anal, choking, blowjob)



SONG TRACK: Paint It Black by Hidden Citizens

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anonymous asked:

Hi angel!! Just wondering if you could write an imagine about Dylan Klebold being your prom date as a friend and he's stressed out bc things keep going wrong (limo is late, his tie doesnt match your dress/etc) and he eventually tells you he's got a lot on his mind and he says something along the lines of, "promise you'll always be my friend?" and you say he's always going to have you and Eric as friends and he getS EVEN MORE ANXIOUS AND TELLS U about him and Eric's plans and scares u off omG:(

This has been incredibly hard for me to write, I stopped several times because I started crying. I don’t know what feelings Dylan had during his prom. Was he happy? Was he tensed? Was he regretful? Was he pondering? Did it leave him cold? Was it a combination of all? I will never get to know but I like to think that he did have a good night and that it was a sort of goodbye for him. Anyway fetch the tissues.

(d/c) - your dress color

(f/c) - flower color

Tonight was the night. Tonight was your long anticipated prom. You sat in your mother’s car on the passenger seat, your heart beating like a drum as she drove you to Dylan’s. You nervously tugged at your dress to fix it, carefully to not wrinkle it up while sitting.

After long begging Dylan had finally agreed to go to prom with you. He didn’t like ‘all that stuff’ where you had to doll up and dance but your were his friend and if it was that important to you, then he’d make it possible. He even insisted that if he’d have to take you to the ball he’d do it properly. He rented a limousine and even bought a tuxedo.

You smiled as you watched the haunting and wild nature of Colorado passing by the car window. You were still thinking about moving away after school but everytime you went out the door you were greeted with the crimson red sun and the dusty rocks and the spiky plants that reached for the sky and it took your breath away every time. It made your heart jump with passsion and ache at the idea of moving away. You loved it here.

“Are you ready?”

Your mother asked with a smile as she observed you out of the corner of her eyes, noticing your rapid breathing and nervous shifting.

“I don’t know but I’m the one who wanted to go, can’t pull out now.”

You answered honestly with a short laugh and swallowed as your mother pulled up at the Klebold’s house. You could already see Dylan waiting in the driveway, facing the house. He turned around when he heard the car noises.

Oh my. Yes, he was only your friend but Dylan looked good! His black suit fitted him like a glove, a single red rose was attached to the left part of his chest. His hair was bound in a loose ponytail and he held a tiny white box in his left hand.

You gathered your dress with one hand and attempted to open the car door with the other one as it was pulled open by Dylan.

“Wait, I’ll help you.”

He looked at you and smiled.

“You look beautiful.”

Dylan murmured, reaching out his hand and you took it as he helped you out of the car.

“Thank you Dyl.”

“I should have chosen another bow tie though.”

He said seeming seriously concerned, observing your (d/c) dress before looking down his chest and you shook your head.

“You look fine.”

You said, reaching out and slightly tightening the bow tie around his lean neck a bit more. Normally Dylan didn’t like for others to be so close to him but it was you, he was familiar with you. You swallowed as your fingers pulled at the thin material around his delicate throat, he had become so skinny in the last months.


Dylan said quietly. He was so nervous.

“I have something for you. Reach out your hand.”

You did as instructed and watched as he pulled out a corsage with a simple white rose and a few (f/c) ones. You smiled as he attached it around your wrist.

“Thank you Dylan but you didn’t have to.”

You said as you looked at the corsage, your fingers stroking over the flowers.

“I wanted to.”

He said as he fixed it before he straightened again.

“This is our prom after all.”

He said with a grin and you felt your heart beat a little faster. You were sure that you would never again meet someone in your life who had such a gentle soul like the tall blonde boy you had the pleasure to call your friend. He always put others first.

“The limousine should be here already.”

He said and watched the road, trying to spot it. You once more tried to reassure him that everything was okay and not his fault. He still kept pacing up and down while he muttered to himself. You were glad as the limousine finally arrived and he calmed down.

“Dylan, (Y/N)! Wait!”

You turned around and spotted Dylan’s mother, waving at the both of you, a camera in her left hand.

“You can’t go to prom without taking a decent picture to remember.”

She almost yelled while running down the stairs towards the both of you. Dylan tensed next to you.

“Mom we-“

He began but you cut him off.

“She is right, Dyl.”

You said with a grin and Sue smiled too. Dylan was obviously annoyed, he knew that you knew how much he hated it to have pictures taken of him.

“See, (Y/N) agrees. No protesting young man, get in position.”

Dylan muttered a few protesting words but nevertheless positioned himself. It took you by surprise when he didn’t hesitate to pull you to stand beside him and put his arm around you, resting it on your hip. You felt his hand digging into your side, way too hard then to be considered a ‘strong’ grip.


You said while smiling at the camera.

“I look ridiculous.”

Dylan said through clenched teeth and you grasped his arm and squeezed it lightly.

“You look good.”

You said quietly. A genuine and nice compliment always made his mood better, especially since he was not used to getting some.

“Have fun!”

Sue yelled after the both of you as you entered the limousine. The ride was throughly comfortable. You two rolled up the pane between you and the driver, joked around and Dylan seemed to relax.

“We two will shake a leg tonight.”

You said and Dylan shook his head, laughing slightly.

“No we won’t.”

He said and you punched him playfully.

“Of course we will.”

“No we will not because I can’t fucking dance.”

He almost snarled at you and you winced.

“Dylan what is wrong with you?”

You asked, finally adressing his mood.

“I’m sorry. I guess, I just have a lot on my mind lately.”

“You know you can talk to me.”

He nodded and looked outside the window. You weren’t sure if he would tell you now but it seemed like he was struggling to find the right words.

“Will we always be friends?”

He suddenly asked, his gaze locked to his hands. You frozoe shortly, wondering where this question came from before you gave a small laugh.

“Of course we will, Dylan!”

You said and took his hand, squeezing it lightly. He looked up at you, his eyes glassy and numb, not as expressive as they used to be when you two were little.

“You, Eric and me. The three amigos! We will always be there for each other.”

You reminded him but Dylan slwoly pulled his hand away from your grasp.

“No we won’t.”

He said sternly, his voice husky as he once more turned to look out of the window.

“What are you talking about, of course we will be there for each other.”

You said, panic in your voice. You didn’t understand what was going on.

“Not forever. This will be the last time, the last night.”

Dylan said and now you started to get really afraid.

“What the hell are you talking about? I don’t get what you are trying to tell me. Dylan, I know that something is not right. I mean just look at you!  You are as skinny as a bone. But I don’t know what it is because you don’t talk to me, you tell me shit in the last time. Is this something you want to file under ‘all the things I never told’? Give it to me straight, dammit.”

“I will be dead by Monday okay? Eric will be dead by Monday. You know why we bought the guns and you know why Eric is building propane bombs. You- just promise me you won’t go to school because we will finally get our revenge for all the shit that we got for years from all these pathetic bastards.”

He looked you straight in the eyes and you swore that you could feel your blood freezing in your veins. This had come so easily over his lips. You knew about all the bullying and teasing your friends had to endure. They had said things like that before, made threats and such but you never took them serious. You didn’t know this Dylan. You looked at him for a long time without saying anything. You couldn’t feel your skin, you couldn’t feel yourself at this moment. Your lungs breathed but you felt like suffocating. Your heart beat but it felt as if it’d burst out of your chest at any moment. Only when you felt the first hot tears rolling down your cheeks, you found your words again.

“Why are we here?”

You asked and  cried.

“Why did you agree to go to this ball? Why do you lead me to believe that everything is fine and that you care about this night and me? You want to kill people? You want to die? Why do you act as if everything is okay when it clearly isn’t?”

You sobbed. This was a nightmare and you couldn’t fucking breathe.

“Because I do care about this ball and you, I want to have a last night with you and the others. I don’t claim to be a good person (Y/N) but even I deserve one last goodbye.”

Your head spun. You felt like collapsing as you repeatedly gasped for air.

“You deserve a last goodbye?”

You asked almost hysterically and shook your head.

“I’m sorry, Dylan but no you do not! I deserve that you and Eric stay. All our friends and the people from Columbine deserve that you don’t shoot up our schol. Your mother deserves not to be put through this, your family and Eric’s does not deserve that and you know it. You don’t get to make claims on what you deserve if you don’t give others what they deserve, Dylan.”

You yelled and removed your seatbelt while you pressed the button for the pane to roll down and told the driver to stop. You turned to Dylan as the limousine pulled over.

“I would have never left you Dylan! We would have been friends forever but apparently forever ends on Monday for you and Eric.”

“(Y/N) please don’t do this I need to know that you will forgive me and-“

He reached out to hold you back but you flinched away.

“NO DONT TOUCH ME! You want to spend a last evening as your goodbye? You’ll have to spend it without me.”

You said and tore off your corsage, throwing it at him before exiting the limousine in the middle of nowehre. You didn’t care but just started to walk back into the direction you two had came from, tears streaming down your face as Colorado’s crimson red sun let her last rays shine upon you.

anonymous asked:

I'm the 26yr married lesbian that want's to fuck her dad. I was at his place tonight. I had a few to many drinks. He hugged me when I was getting ready to leave, and I reached down and kinda rubbed his cock through his shorts. I told him I was sooo sorry! He just smiled and said "that's okay". I just got done having sex with my wife because I was so horny when I got home. I hope she doesn't know it was because of my dad. And OMG she can really eat my pussy! Am I bad?

A little bad, but in a very good way haha

Welcome Back!

Fall semester is here, and campus is bustling once again. For a lot of us, that means a quick switch in gears from I’m-relaxing-and-having-a-blast-because-it’s-summer-mode to holy-cow-why-do-I-have-this-much-homework-when-am-I-supposed-to-sleep-mode. Need a little help getting organized, or just finding a way to keep yourself from completely losing it? Here’s my best advice:

1. Organize EVERYTHING.

Clean your room. Organize your backpack. Fish the McDonald’s receipts out from the cup holders in your car. Update your GCal. Throw the expired food out of your refrigerator. ORGANIZE ALL OF IT. Numerous studies have shown that clutter and disorganization tends to stress you out and make you less healthy and feel more tired. Plus, your professors will be a lot more impressed when it doesn’t take you 10 minutes just to fish a pencil out of the bottom of your backpack.

2. WRITE to-do lists. (Yeah, like on paper)

I’m a huge fan of hand-written to-do lists, mostly because there are few things more satisfying than crossing tasks off a list once you’ve finished them. Whether I’m at work or school, I like to make myself a new to-do list each day. Transfer over any things you haven’t completed yet from your last list, then add in any new things you need to focus on for the day, and prioritize them by when they need to be done. Don’t be afraid to write down things that’ll take ~literally 2 seconds~ or things you’ve just completed. Crossing off more things will give you an extra boost of look-at-me-and-how-productive-I-am confidence.

3. Use a calendar.

I won’t deny it, I probably love my GCal more than I love my mom on most days (sorry, mom). I put e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g on my calendar, color-coded, of course. I start with things like class times, work schedules, and events, adding as many details as possible about location, professors’ names, etc. Don’t be afraid to utilize the “description” section! It makes it so easy to find info in a pinch. When I get my syllabuses, I add in things like exam dates and due dates for major assignments. Set a notification for a few days in advance, just to make sure that 10-page paper doesn’t catch you completely off-guard. Then, as the semester picks up, I even start to add in times to study, work on specific assignments, etc. That way I don’t have to deal with the whole “omg do I even have time to get all this done tonight??” because I know I have time, and it’s all scheduled! This also leaves a great opportunity to schedule breaks or switch-ups between subjects, just to keep your brain from getting completely fried. 

If GCal isn’t your thing, I still recommend using a calendar! There are plenty of other calendar apps out there, and paper planners are amazing too! If you’re looking for an easy creative outlet, check out bullet journals!

4. Don’t be afraid to take time off.

For me, time off is kind of made possible by the last 3 items combined. If you have your organization/cleaning/scheduling all under control, you won’t have to use up all your free time cleaning your house or trying to figure out where the heck you left your paper after you printed it. Typically, I try to be a few days ahead on all of my assignments (nerdy, I know). This allows me to be able to just go home and watch Netflix after a horrible day without falling behind. Or if you’re really good, you can look ahead on your calendar and realize that next Thursday is going to suck. Get everything you need to do that day out of the way ahead of time, giving yourself a chance to relax after a long day.

5. Don’t lose sight of why you’re doing all of this.

College is hard. I’ve cried, I’ve wondered why on earth I haven’t dropped out yet, I’ve longed to move back into my parents’ house where they cook and clean and fold my laundry and no one threatens to fail me if I’m late to something. Everyone else has too, no matter how hard they try not to show it. But, we’re all doing it for a reason. And a good one. Whether you’re crazy passionate about your major, trying to save the world, trying to make a better life for your future family, or just trying to get a dang degree, don’t lose sight of that. Remember, the things that are hardest to achieve are almost always the most rewarding. Future you will thank you for your hard work. 

anonymous asked:

The Megatron visiting the human family is hilarious omg I would just sit there either scratching my neck or snapping at everyone to leave me and Megs alone about it. I'll even makeout with him to make the situation even worse 😭

( Melly’s Mod Notes: JESUS ON A MERRY-GO-ROUND.


Where did it go wrong?

That’s the million dollar question for tonight as you stew in what has to be the most awkward welcome back party ever. You’ve been to some awkward parties before too so this is saying something.

When your friend returned to Earth for brief spell of shore leave and catch up with Optimus’ group, you and the others took the chance to meet up with them for an evening of food and conversation at your house. So excited you all were to see them again after all this time, everyone agreed to your friend’s (surprisingly hesitant) request to bring their partner to the get together during the weekly chat session you were allowed to have with them.

Your friend being a robot fucker is no surprise to the group. Personally you can’t blame them either. A lot of the robots were hot when not fucking up your city and your planet over whatever they’re fighting over.

The fact they kept mum about who they were seeing, on the other hand, was. You think they would be excited to tell you how they were the first human to do the actual robot. Soon bets were being made to see if anyone could guess the mystery ‘bot. Some thought it was Rodimus, the fratboy co-captain of the ship. Others thought it had to be the moody mysterious purple guy who you can only remember as Cy from the chats. A friend was insistent on the one with tit guns but hey it’s their money they’re betting so.

Somehow you all had such little imagination. None of you would imagine they’ll be bringing Megatron - Megatron! - to the dinner. He brought muffins in hopes to win your hearts somehow.

No heart is won via muffins. No one wins the bet. No one wins in general.

Food is left untouched. Gazes stay averted. A certain friend, Janet, keeps commenting on Optimus Prime and fusion cannons. Megatron looks like he’s suffering and you can’t help feel some pity for him. Some. A tiny bit. It’s there somewhere.

While trying to decide if you impressed or embarrassed by Janet’s refusal to take the hint to stop talking smack against an ex-warlord, you feel a hand rest on your shoulder and oh Jesus fuck. Give a person a heads up-! “Yeah? Hey? Um, ah, a little warning next time?”

“Sorry about that.” Flashing you a smile, your bestie knows they can get out of trouble with that smile of theirs and they’re right. The smile of theirs gets bigger while you huff yet say nothing, allowing them to continue speaking. “Didn’t want to get the others’ attention. How are you holding up?”

“… We’re not dead.” It’s a little sad that you can consider that a big tick for the evening. Hey- Considering how nine years ago you were trying to, you know, not die from Decepticon attacks so it could be worse. “It could be worse, right? He could be trying to-”

And there’s a sudden explosion of commotion across the table, people shouting and laughing and screaming over something. It causes you and your best friend to look over where the source seems to be coming from and oh.


Apparently your friend decided to climb on the lap of a surprised Megatron, all but grinding against his lap while shoving their tongue into his mouth. Their expression one of grim determination and stubborn stubbornness. Perhaps that’s their sexy equivalent of flipping the bird at Janet and co…? You’re not sure. Your brain is kind of dead right now.

“You know what this means right?” Your friend is hissing, eyes narrowed in thought like some great and terrible thought has just occurred to them.

You shake your head and keep your stupid mouth shut, trying to squash any traitorous thoughts that so much have the hint of ‘threesome! threesome!’ in it. Last thing you need is having the others psychoanalyse you for wanting to fuck a giant gun. Janet is getting a lot of mileage from your  friend at the moment.

“It means one of us has to tell their parents about this turn of events. Preferably before they get here.” And this is how you find yourself getting a faceful of phone and your friend pulling back, raising their hands to keep themselves well away from your reach. “And I’m not it.”


This is going to be a long dinner.

anonymous asked:

One more for tonight: imagine waking up to joe leaving open-mouth kisses up & down your spine & him kissing up the back of your neck before he leans down & whispers in your ear shit like "you were such a good girl for me last night, baby" & "you came so hard on daddy's cock" & something along the lines of "I'm kinda sorry for leaving hickies all over your neck, but damn you look hot & now everyone will know that you're mine" & then another round of hot, dirty, kinky af sex. Plz continue this

this is so perfect already though omg!!

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