but shut up he looks cute in flannel

Cute Flannel (Noah/Reader)

requested by anon

reader and noah have a lazy day


You scooted closer into Noah as you tried focusing on the movie, you’ve seen it a hundred times since it was his favorite, but you didn’t have the heart to tell him no.

“See, why does he do that? He knows there’s something in the attic! Who goes into a dark attic when they hear a noise?” Noah bean ranting as the scent played out.

You laughed at your boyfriend, “You’re such a dork.”

Noah scoffed, “Yeah says the girl who gave me 25 reasons on why we should watch Star Wars.” He wrapped his arm tighter around your shoulders as he spoke.

This was how your weekends usually went, you and Noah holed up in his room with junk food and a bunch of movies.

“Hey! Those were very valid reasons!” You defended yourself with a pout.

Noah pecked your forehead, “I know that babe, but we saw Star Wars last weekend so this weekend was my turn to pick.”

You knew he was right, you did make him take you to see The Force Awakens last Saturday.

“Whatever,” You muttered as you moved yourself to where you were laying completely on him.

“Whoa Y/N!” Noah chuckled as he got a hold of you so you wouldn’t fall of the bed.

You stifled a laugh at your clumsy boyfriend before resting your head on his chest, looking at him.

“I really like when you wear my flannels.” Noah continued as he began playing with the hem on the flannel you were wearing.


He nodded, “You look cute.”

A smile crossed your lips, “Cute enough that you won’t get mad if I put Star Wars on?”

Noah dramatically rolled his eyes as he sighed, “Fine.”

You jumped off him and did a little happy dance before putting the dvd in and getting back into bed.

“If you do that every time I let you play Star Wars, wow..” Noah breathed.

“Shut up.” You laughed as you pressed your lips to his.

Today’s lazy day was gonna be a good one.

Punk Rock (Jungkook Smut)

*This took all day~ but here!*

Word Count: 1750 words

“Who’s the new girl?”

“I don’t know but she’s hot!”

“Are you both stupid, that’s Y/N!”

“Why does the uniform look so good on her?!”

“I wish I was that pretty.”

You ignored these words usually but it happened every day. You were known, just from the one vocal performance you had in school. Of course that was a few months ago but it was fresh into some people’s minds.

You got back from spring break, hanging with your friends all week. You were physically still in bed, asleep but you smiled for your approaching friends.

“Y/N!” You hugged your best friend and you were remembering last night. You were glad your friend’s parents loved you and didn’t ask about the smell of vodka in the living room.

“Last night was crazy.”

“So crazy, why did you let Namjoon do that keg stand?”

“Talking about me, ladies?” Namjoon put his arm around you and you rolled your eyes.

“Yeah, he was stupidly drunk after that keg stand.”

“You have to admit it, I looked pretty awesome.”

“Keep telling yourself that, big boy.” You patted his chest and removed his arm from you. You walked with your friends to class, still chatting about last night.

You took your seats, ironically around each other in the back and you almost forgot the presence of the empty seat to your left.

You sighed, remembering that’s where Jungkook sat.

“Why do you keep worrying about that outcast?”

“What do you mean?”

“He comes to class late, sleeps in class and doesn’t talk to a soul-”

“I get it. It’s just..whatever. Wait, is that my earrings?”

“Hehe~ About that..” Your teacher walked in, his book slammed on the desk.


“Morning, Mr. Lee.”

“Today, we’re starting Macbeth..” He droned on, you’ve already read the play a few times. But it was one of your favourites.

“What do the witches symbolize when-” The door opened slowly, making a loud creaking noise as Jungkook peeped in.

“Jungkook, you’re late.” He didn’t say anything, just taking his seat and you quickly glanced at him. You listened to your teacher, lecturing on about the skill of writing that Shakespeare had in this first act.

“Everyone look to your left because you will work with that person on the next three acts. Start working.”

You turn to Jungkook, music blaring from his earbuds and you tapped his shoulder. He looked at you and you could feel your face getting hot.

Did you forget to mention that he’s hot as hell? He gave you a hard stare before taking out an earbud. Judging from the blank stare he gave you, he didn’t hear a word your teacher said.

“We’re working together to read the acts in Macbeth.” He nodded and moved his desk to yours. You told him what you wanted to do and he simply nodded.

“Do you think you’ll get this done soon?”

“Give me more time.” You wanted to hear more than just four words but you didn’t want to push it. You both worked quietly, the loudness of the room oblivious to you and him.

That was just how the rest of the day went, you just followed. Your friends didn’t seem to notice how distracted you were actually were.



“Remember Yoongi, that hot college boy~?”

“The one that you would drop your skirt for and can’t shut up about?”

“He invited me to little gig that he’s playing and I want you to come with me.”

“I’d it because your parents love me and they won’t let you go unless I’m there?”

“You know me so well.”

“Macbeth can wait for me, then.”


You dressed up in a grey shirt, red flannel, black shorts and shoes. You tousled your hair and wore your favourite black brimmed hat.

“Hey, hottie. Who are you looking so cute for?”

“You mentioned college boys~”

“Are you here to see Jungkook?”

“He’s so hot!”

“I would faint if he said my name.”

They couldn’t be talking about your Jungkook. He wasn’t yours but they weren’t talking about him, right?

“Y/N, look it’s Yoongi.” You looked to see him waving at you both, he was way older but that didn’t stop your friend.

“It’s starting.” The crowd started chorusing Jungkook and you almost dropped your drink. There he was, Jungkook up on stage.

You recognize the song as the one he was listening to in class.

He was practicing for tonight.

But then you heard his voice, it was beautiful. Did he not talk much to preserve his voice? God, you didn’t think you would hear something so melodic.

“J-Jungkook.” It was as if he heard you, making eye contact with you. He didn’t break eye contact, acting like he was singing to you. Your heart was fluttering and you listened to the rest of the set.

“Yoongi oppa~!” She ran over to him, gushing about him playing the keyboard. They were immerse in conversation and your eyes wavered to Jungkook.

He was looking at you and he turned to leave. You got up following him backstage and grabbing his arm when you caught up to him.


“Why are you here?”

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”

“Just go home.”

“Jungkook, why wouldn’t you talk to me?” He turned around, the height difference between you two becoming more apparent.

“You’re one of them.”

“Them? Who are you talking about?”

“You don’t see it, do you? You’re one of the populars. You haven’t pop up yet but I’m sure you’ll be seating on their stupid throne soon enough.”

“I’m never going to be a queen bee. I just want to be friends.”

“So what? You can treat me like how your friends do. An outcast.”


He grabbed you by your shoulders, frightening you a little and your heart stopped beating.

“Why won’t you listen to me? Why do you make me think like this..?”


“Why do you make me like you?” You pulled him by the straps of his leather jacket and kissed him. He lifted you up, you holding onto him tightly.

“Do you want this?”

“Give it to me.” He kissed your neck while carrying you into an empty room and he dropped you on the couch. He locked the door and climbed on top of you.

His lips were intoxicating, the effect stronger than any hard liquor you’ve tried. You lost your hat from your head and he cupped your face.

His tongue asserted dominance over you and your hands rushed to slip him out of his jacket and shirt. His naked chest made your cheeks burn and he slipped off your shirt.

He grabbed your breasts, the friction from the fabric against your hard nipples making you moan. He unhooked it from the front and your breast bounced free.

You could have sworn you saw him licking his lips.

He sucked on your nipple, pinching and nibbling on the flesh. You moaned his name unsteadily and his tongue came into play.

He kissed your chest profusely before his hands reach your shorts. You grabbed his hands and pushed him up. Your hands let go, sliding down his chest before reaching his jeans.

The button came undone easily and you unzipped them. You stroked his bulge before he kissed you roughly. He got you on your back once again and hastily undid your shorts. He was aggressive with them, angry because they were in the way of him seeing all of you.

“My favourite.” It hadn’t occurred to you that you were wearing a see through lace thong until you noticed the source of his smirking. He caressed your thighs, down your legs before hooking his fingers to the straps of your thong.

“What a pink little pussy you have.” You pushed your body upwards, your head hitting the armrest and spread your legs. He kissed your pussy softly before giving it a torturous long and slow lick.

“And you’re deliciously wet, baby.” He licked his lips while maintaining eye contact with you.

“Tell me where you want me.”

“M-My..” You gasp as his fingers rubbed your pussy, his finger moving quickly.

“Tell me.”


“Where, here?”

“J-Jungkook.” He slipped his fingers into you and your moans went higher. His fingers felt amazing, the duo tangoed inside you. You felt his fingers curl up inside you, trying to hit deeper within your walls.

“A-ahh!” His tongue pressed against you, the quick licks were rushed before he set his sights on your clit. You tugged at his hair, knowing he had found your sweet spot and he added more fingers.

Your mind was starting to pool along with the sweat you were accumulating and he pulled out his fingers. He sat, his pants still undone and you crawled over to him. He slipped off his pants and you pulled down his boxers. Your hand grip his cock before you teased him with your tongue.

“Fuck, baby.”

“Mm.” You hummed against his cock, he pulled back your hair as you sucked on his tip. You pumped him, tasting his precum on your tongue before swallowing him.

“Holy shit.” You bobbed your head, letting him hit the back of your throat. His fingertips brushed against your back and he lightly smacks your ass, you moaning against his cock.

“Baby.” You took as a warning, getting your mouth off his cock and he pulled you into his lap. He slipped on a condom and you looked at him nervously.

“Don’t be shy..” He kissed you as you lowered yourself into his cock. You opened your mouth, the sudden size making you almost scream.

You bounced on him, his hands guiding your hips and your voice strained.

He thought this was better than any song he’s written. Better than any song he’s played. It was more melodic than the sound of his own voice.

He would love to hear you like this again.

He would love to see you like this again, your body falling apart under his touch. The loud whimpers when he would smack your ass, your lips just desperate to kiss him to try and contain these moans that were bound to leave your lips.

He wanted more.


“Cum, baby.” His words set you off, your orgasm hitting you hard. He groaned, spilling into the condom and got off him. He tossed the condom and you lied on the couch.

“Will you sing to me?”

~Admin Blake

Dare Sugg (Joe Sugg Imagine)

Request: Hello love, can you write an imagine where joe asks his girlfriend, y/n , to be in his dare joe video to wax his legs. If possible can you just make it really cute and fluffy? Love ya! ☺️xx


“Y/N!!!!” Joe yelled from his room downstairs. You and Caspar were sat in their living room watching a movie whilst Joe was filming his video for this week. You and Joe had been together for nearly 2 years and you spent a lot of your time hanging out with him and his roommate Caspar in their flat in London.

“JOE SHUT UP!” Caspar yelled back which made you laugh. You got up from the couch so you didn’t have to yell downstairs to Joe.

“What it is, Joe?” you asked whilst standing at the top of the stairs. Joe appeared at the bottom of the stairs with a cute smile across his face. He was wearing black, skinny jeans, a white t-shirt with a flannel on top and then a grey hat. He looked absolutely amazing.

“I love your outfit,” you said before Joe got to tell you why he was yelling at you. Joe lit up in a smile and you walked down the stairs towards Joe.

“Thank you gorgeous. You look pretty cute as well,” Joe answered before embracing you in his arms. He left a peck on your lips causing your belly to tickle.

“So why were you yelling at me?” you asked with a cheeky smile on your face still with Joe’s arms around your hips, and Joe laughed.

“I’m filming a Dare Sugg video and someone asked me to get you to wax my legs,” Joe explained and the information made you instantly excited.

“You have no idea how much I want to wax your legs,” you answered in an excited voice, which made Joe laugh before giving you a gentle kiss on your cheek.

“Okay, come on then,” Joe said and you followed him into his room where he had his camera set up. The waxing stuff was laying on his bed, ready for you to use. You sat down bedside Joe on his bed whilst you opened the package of waxing equipment.

“So my lovely girlfriend has agreed to wax my legs, and I’ll have to say I’m a bit worried,” Joe said to his camera as you were getting ready to wax his legs.

“Don’t worry. It will probably only hurt a little,” you said, trying to calm Joe down, but he looked at you with a very worried look.

“Well that didn’t make me feel better at all, love,” Joe said and you laughed before placing the wax paper on Joe’s leg.

“You’re quite hairy there Joseph,” you said with a giggle and Joe looked at his leg.

“I’m a man, you know,” Joe answered with a voice filled with pride which made you push him gently. Without any warning you decided to rip the wax paper off which made Joe scream as a little girl, making you laugh out loud.

“Where was my warning?” Joe yelled but you just continued laughing.

“Ouch,” Joe said whilst rubbing his leg and you looked at him with a satisfied smile.

“Such a man,” you said jokingly and Joe pushed you gently making you giggle.

“You enjoyed this way too much,” Joe said whilst you got up from the bed, still with a satisfied smile across your face.

“If you ever want someone to wax your legs again, I’m here,” you said with a cheeky smile, and Joe shook his head with a laugh.

“The best girlfriend award goes to you, my dear,” Joe then said whilst pointing at you and you smiled big at him.

“Well thank you,” you answered and you both laughed before you left Joe’s room so he could continue his dare video, and you joined Caspar in front of the TV again.

5sos with curvier or "plus size" girls


Blurb thing lol idk what to call this 😬
•Luke would be so cute because everyone would say the look awkward together but he would just think she’s the most beautiful person and he didn’t care that people thought the looked awkward together because he didn’t feel awkward when he was with her and that all that matters!

•Michael would be so cute like if you borrowed his flannel or something he just look and you with such an loving facial expression and be like your just way to beautiful and he would also just love to cuddle with you and if you ever said you were fat he would look at you so offended and just like hug and cuddle you and be all cute and amfjdnsojsjsnd

•Calum would be so proud to call you his like he would think you are like the cutest person especially with animals!! And when he goes home to see his family he wouldn’t shut up you and how cute you are and that he wants to make a cute little family with you and ahhhhh!

•Ashton would have you sit on his lap a lot even if you thought you were to heavy he would just pull you on his lap anyway and it would be so cute he was teaching you the drums he would make you sit on his lap and reach his arms around you and hold you around the waist and kiss your shoulder every now and then and just be so cute!!!!

Playing House-a Lucaya fic

author: cassie

rating: T

genre: romance, humor

description: Everyone plays house at least once when they’re little. Little girls would fight to be the mom, while little boys would fight to play mom and dad with the girl they liked. It’s all very elementary when you’re young. But what’s it like when you’re not? What about when Lucas and Maya get paired up to take care of a fake baby for home ec. class?

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anonymous asked:

I love your works! Would you ever consider a Flannel and Kamui fic, maybe about adopting puppies fairly early on in their relationship?

“Kamui, no. This is stupid, why would you-”

“They’re not stupid! I mean, just look at them, aren’t they adorable?” You held up a basket filled literally to the brim of tiny puppies. Flannel watched them with a combination of interest and disgust. Interest, because he was curious how they managed to wiggle over each other and flop around without falling out.

Disgust because they were tiny, already peed in the basket once or twice, and they had done so in one of his special treasure baskets. The one with a hole in the side? Yeah, he was still waiting for one of them to fall out.

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you meet them in a hotel - luke

(Y/B/F/N) = your best friend

“This hotel is so fancy” you said, grabbing the key card.
“Yeah, what did you expect? My dad chose it” your best friend said, grabbing your luggage. “Let’s go.”

“How did you get him to pay for this though?” You questioned. (Y/B/F/N) shrugged.

“I don’t know. I guess he felt guilty about missing my birthday last year or something.”
The room was really fancy as well; two huge beds with loads of pillows. You both decided to chill for a while, but you got tired of it after a while.
“I’m so bored” you said, realizing your friend was asleep. You sighed. Typical. You grabbed your bikini and towel, deciding to go to the pool before dinner. You knew your friend would kill you if you woke her up, so it seemed like a better idea.

You were on your way back to the room, when you bumped into someone, dropping your towel. 
”Oh, I’m sorry!” The person said, giving it back to you. You looked up and were met by a pair of blue eyes, belonging to a tall blond. He looked curiously at you.
”I’m Luke” he said.
“(Y/N)” you replied. ”Sorry. For running into you, I mean.” You awkwardly twirled a lock of your wet hair between your fingers, standing in an awkward silence for a few moments, before he spoke up.

“Are you here with your family?”

“No, it’s me and my friend, (Y/B/F/N). What about you?”

“It’s me and my mates” he told you. “Um, if you wanted to, you and your friend could, maybe, join us for dinner?” He suggested, biting his lip. You noticed he had a lip piercing – that’s hot.

“Yeah!” You said. “I think she’s asleep though, so it might take some time-“

“Oh that’s fine. We could meet up in the lobby, in like, thirty minutes? Is that okay?” You nodded and Luke smiled at you, before you both entered your rooms; they were right next to each other.

“Maybe we’ll just pick you up, instead” he joked and you giggled.

“That would work, too.”

Luke was on time; after thirty minutes, you heard a knock on the door, and you squealed at your friend.

“Are you sure it looks good?” You didn’t wear anything fancy, just a grey skater dress with converse. Your hair was in loose curls and your makeup was completely natural, yet you felt like you tried too hard.

“Shut up, (Y/N)” she said, adjusting her earrings. “You look amazing. I just hope his friends are cute.” You laughed and opened the door, revealing Luke and three other boys. They were all very attractive, yet you felt like your friend would go for the one with dark hair.

Luke was dressed in skinny jeans, a band tee and a blue flannel. He looked casual, but extremely handsome.

“Hey (Y/N)” Luke said. “These are my friends, Michael, Ashton and Calum.” You smiled.

“This is (Y/B/F/N)” you said, kind of awkwardly. “Should we get going?”

“Absolutely, I’m starving” Calum said. You were fairly certain your friend would flirt shamelessly with him, so you stifled a giggle and took Luke’s hand.

The two of you ended up talking the entire night, through dinner, dessert and the film you watched in the boys’ room.

“How long are you staying?” Luke asked you.

“A week and a half” you told him, taking off his flannel. He’d let you wear it because you were cold, and it was basically the most comfortable thing you’d ever worn.

“Oh, keep the flannel” he said. “You can give it back tomorrow.” He winked at you.

“He just wants an excuse to see you again tomorrow” Ashton mock whispered and you laughed at Luke, who was blushing.

“Well, I’ll see you tomorrow then.” You had to stand on your toes to reach up and kiss his cheek, before going back to your room with your friend.

‘Jet Pack Blues’

requested by emmernems

summary: ‘I got those jet pack blues, just like Judy’ (4/4)

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