but working on his face was good .

Friday five

1. We’re doing thanksgiving dinner at the in-laws tonight. My MIL has actually been working hard (it seems) to be respectful of our family, me and the kids. I️ appreciate that a lot. Still not really looking forward to dinner, but at least there will be lots of wine.

2. Batman is still really struggling in school. Mostly it’s just making noise, getting out of his seat, not doing work after several reminders. But last week he punched another kid, and yesterday he was spitting in kids’ faces — not mad, just “wanted to because it’s funny.” The school doesn’t really have any discipline options, they occasionally make him miss 5 minutes of recess but usually just send a note home or call and expect me to deal with it when he gets home. I️ just think that where he’s at developmentally, consequences several hours after the fact don’t do any good. Not sure what else to try though.

3. All the kids are out of school all next week, and I️ have Sunshine and Chunk while Grandma is at work Monday and Tuesday. Probably going to put a kid leash on Chunk and take them to the Children’s Museum (where all the crunchy moms will judge me for having 68 kids and one on a leash).

4. Flash has been on a roll behaviorally lately. The bedtime battle is pretty much gone, he’s been napping at school, generally less defiance for no reason. Sunshine seems to have settled down the last couple months too, maybe the Threenage stage ended when they hit 3 ½.

5. I’m only mildly stressed about the holidays at this point. We’re traveling for both thanksgiving and Christmas, but the boys are good travelers. Hopefully we won’t be blindsided by any holiday triggers.

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“What? Is the bow that lame?” 

Friend’s tell you when u got a googly eye on ur face. BFFs just wait to see how long it takes until you notice. it took an hour

in an alternate universe, Steve brings Bucky back to the tower for the first time, and the only problem with that is that Bucky passes out before Steve can properly introduce him to the rest of the Avengers. but that’s okay, because when Bucky next wakes up, free of mind control, it’s to the sounds of pandemonium in the kitchen. this is how he learns that there is a Norse god of thunder living there. also, that no one should mess with Nat’s food. (and that Barton messes with Nat’s food, and reinforces the imperative that no one should mess with Nat’s food.) that Dr. Banner eats enough for, like, four people. and, maybe most importantly, that Steve brings plates of food down to his boyfriend.

“wait what,” Bucky says when this comes up within the first day. oh no, he thinks. Steve got a boyfriend and Bucky wasn’t even around to tease him about it?

“that’s wrong,” Clint tells Thor, who was the one who volunteered this information in the first place, “everyone knows zombies can’t eat food.”

“i do miss when Anthony ate with us,” Thor sighs heavily, and Bucky despairs inside. he missed Steve’s first boyfriend and Steve’s first boyfriend’s death? that’s so sad. what kind of a best friend is Bucky now?

it takes him a few days to corner Steve about this. “you got a boyfriend?” Bucky demands, at which Steve blushes and nods. “who?” and that’s how Bucky learns Steve’s boyfriend was Tony Stark, and now Bucky’s missed the demise of Steve’s boyfriend and Howard’s kid and that’s just really, really fucking sad. “is he the reason you keep going to the basement?”

“that’s where his lab is,” Steve says, sounding sad. he’s producing a photo of Tony now. actually, it’s half of Tony’s face, captured in a manic grin while a blurry Steve in pajamas tries to grab the camera in the background. “he’s been away for so long. i miss him.”

damn. that’s really sad. “hey, c’mon,” Bucky tries to comfort, “plenty of other fish in the sea.”

Steve looks horrified at this. “Buck, i’d never!”

oh, no. Howard had a kid and that kid was Steve’s boyfriend and then he died and Steve isn’t even over him yet. Bucky thinks this is the worst possible time he could have been unbrainwashed.

at the end of his first week, he inadvertently suits up with them on a mission, despite Steve’s protests. Bucky pretends he doesn’t see Steve kiss the folded picture of Tony right before they go into the battlefield, like he’s about to help take down this horde of evil robots in his honor. that’s really, really fucking sad, holy shit, how’s Bucky supposed to comfort him through this?

about three fourths of the way through the mission, a man in a metal can joins them. “sorry i’m late!” says its garbled voice. “alarm didn’t go off in time.”

“because we turned it off,” Natasha says exasperatedly as she snaps an evil robot’s neck between her thighs. “can you even walk without the suit right now?”

oh, there’s a man in there? Bucky doesn’t get to ponder it until after they’ve dealt with the evil robot army. then they’re piling back into the quinjet and the metal man’s mask is folding away (fascinating) and Steve is taking him into his arms and kissing him and what? what happened to ‘i’d never!’? and then Steve pulls away and Bucky gets a good look at the man’s face and recognizes it from the crumpled photo Steve tucks into his pocket– “wait i thought you were dead.”

“i don’t understand but i’m offended,” Tony Stark says.

“your boyfriend’s not dead?” Bucky directs to Steve instead.

“Tony’s not dead,” Steve says, aghast. “of course not. why would you say that?”

and that’s how Bucky learns that this whole time, Tony’s been very much alive and just holed up in the lab working on a new arm for him, and that Steve was, in fact, not taking meals down to the lab because he wanted to feel close to his dead boyfriend’s spirit, but because he wanted to eat with his alive boyfriend. “so you just carry his picture around even though he’s not dead?”

“that’s a perfectly normal thing to do,” Steve defends.

“you kissed it like he was dead and you were thinking soon i will join you, my love.”

Steve goes scarlet. Tony preens and goes all, “aw, babe.” then they’re making out and Bucky’s somewhat horrified because he’s been so preoccupied thinking about Steve’s boyfriend being dead that he hasn’t spared a thought about how awful it might be to witness Steve and his living boyfriend’s disgusting love in real life. but hey, Tony’s really not that bad and he makes Steve happy, and Bucky gets a free arm out of it. (with which he punches Clint because it was totally Clint’s fault that he believed Tony was dead to begin with.)

How to unit Castiel and the Winchesters

Spn writers: Okay, I think we made clear that Dean hit rock bottom, right guys? So now, Sam and Dean are in the Impala. Both of them are visible.

Spn writers: Then Cas calls Dean. What a coincidence he calls Dean. Could have been Sam as well.

Spn writers: He could use his catch phrase. Hello Dean. That could work pretty well.

Spn writers: Do you think we have to actually say it?

Spn writers: Nah, they’ll know… But don’t forget the close up on Dean’s face!

Spn writers: Good, Sam and Dean are driving to get Cas. Who is still right beside the phone cell. Weird. As if he had nothing better to do than get back to Dean. Oh and Sam of course! Sam is very important in that reunion which is why we are pointing that out constantly.

Spn writers: When they see each other, we don’t want them to act on in right away. We could let them stare at each other. Don’t think we have done that before.

Spn writers: And some close ups again. Maybe one of Dean, one of Cas, one of Dean, one of Cas, one of Dean, …

Spn writers: Aaaannd The End. Great work guys!

Someone from a dark corner: But what about Sam? Wasn’t he right beside Dean?

Spn writers:

Spn writers:

Spn writers: Well, I think Sam importance is already obvious. Besides, Dean and Cas do share a more profound bond.

Spn writers: #nohomo

Memories

Pairing: Y/N and Harry

Word Count: 6k

Prompt:

He lays there, blanket pulled to his torso, eyes shut, he looks like the rest of them, and she feels her heart ache. She can’t help but notice how young he is, he can’t be any older than twenty-six, and here he lays with no one around him.

“Hi there,” Y/N whispers, bending down to height of his ear, “I’m your nurse Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N, and I’m here to take care of you. Make sure you stay healthy for when you wake up, make sure you don’t get any bed sores yeah? I’ll keep you company, keep you updated on what’s happening in the world, tell you some funny jokes, I’ll even let you in on the latest company gossip, but you gotta do me a favor,” she whispers, placing her hand on top of his. It’s a cold hand, rough, and she knows it’s supposed to feel that way, but it maker her heart ache even more. Y/N closes her eyes, taking in a shaky breath, “you have to pull through this and live, yeah? Because when you wake up, it’s going to be your turn to tell me all about yourself, yeah?”

She opens her eyes and sighs.“It’s late now, one a.m., but I’ll be back later to check in on you,” she gently brushes the hair out of his face and stands, “we’ve got a deal. You can’t fail me.”

or 

Y/N is Harry’s beautiful nurse who he can’t stop thinking about, to the point that he’s willing to give up his old memories and life to make a new one with her.


“Good morning!” Y/N sings.

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Case Closed (Jungkook x Reader)

Admin: Candi
Request: Can i request a rough jungkook smut? Thx btw.. – anon”
Fandom: BTS
Member/reader: Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Smut, Lawyer!AU
Warnings: Smoking, language, hair pulling, daddy kink, spitting, slapping, choking
Words: 3.6k
Authors note: O this is a treat for all you jungkook stans, hope you enjoy it and lemme know what you think. Thank you! Also I ain’t a lawyer so don’t judge my case scene lmao.

           As a child you always thought you’d end up being a vet, then during your teens you wanted to be a tattoo artist since you entered the rebellious phase at that stage. Throughout the years you never saw yourself as a lawyer but here you are, your first case was happening today and you were going against the most respected and feared lawyer in the company. His name was Jungkook and he always won every case. You wanted to kick your boss in the teeth for putting you up against Jungkook for your first ever case but you were also quite flattered knowing that your boss thought you’re good enough to go against Jungkook.

           The case has been going on for a few months, your client was a victim of identity fraud and Jungkook was defending the person who did it. If the judge had any common sense you’d easily win the case but it’s not about that, it’s about knowledge and confidence, it’s much like having a debate; the more facts you put forward the more likely you’ll win.

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Hanzo’s never been one to crave affection, physical or otherwise, but when it comes to McCree–when it comes to this, really–he just can’t seem to help himself. He drags Mcree back in by the front of his shirt, turning what was meant to be a quick peck hello into something more involved, and he feels as much as he hears McCree make a surprised, but definitely interested, hum against his lips. McCree’s hands come up to gently take Hanzo’s face between them, the calluses on his palms rough against Hanzo’s skin, a reminder of the work they do and what brought them here; Hanzo loops his arms around McCree’s neck, as though they could possibly get any closer, and deepens the kiss until he can taste the bitterness of McCree’s morning coffee on his lips.

When they break, mouths parting with a soft noise, McCree seems to take a moment to reorient himself before opening his eyes. He grins, and gets as far as, “Good morning, darl–” before Hanzo kisses him again, unable to resist tasting that smile for himself. 

self-control (part 1) - steve harrington

Steve Harrington x Reader

Warnings: Angst, some light cursing.

Summary: You’re in charge of homecoming but you don’t have a date.

A/N: OK, honestly I’m so proud of this you guys. It was like ten pages on a google docs. I hope you like it. I know a lot of people want a part 2 to twist of fate, and that will most likely happen pretty soon! But I want to do this as a series as well so we’ll see. Anyway, hope you all like it. I love the feedback, by the way, so tell me what you think!

Gif is not mine, belongs to the owner.

Originally posted by nwetss

The sound of the phone ringing woke you up. Startled, you ran a hand through your hair and looked around before registering where you were. Home. In bed. Things were normal again, right?

Wrong. It was two a.m and the phone was ringing. Why did your parents agree to get you your own line? You quickly flicked on your bedside lamp and then picked up the receiver. “Hello?” You mumbled barely coherently, slowly sitting up in bed.

“Y/N?” It was Steve. You could tell by the way he pronounced your name. Just slightly different than everyone else did. Like it had more meaning coming from his mouth.

You let out a long yawn. “Yeah, Steve. It’s me. What’s going on? Why are you calling me at-“ you glanced over at the clock on your night stand. “Two thirteen in the morning?”

“I haven’t been able to sleep at all,” he said, and you could hear the tiredness in his voice, all groggy and deeper than usual. “Let me apologize. Let me make it up to you. I fucked up, okay-“

“Fucked up is putting it lightly,” you cut him off, your words sharp like daggers. “I don’t want to talk to you about it. Especially not now.”

Steve sighed on the other line. You could almost picture him running a hand through his hair. You hated that you knew him that well. “Go to sleep, Harrington,” You said, and didn’t wait for a response before hanging up the phone.

You tried to go back to sleep but your mind kept drifting back to a few days ago, when everything starting going to shit.

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Heartbeat | 5

“You’ve always stayed far away from the Kingsnakes, the coldblooded gang that runs the dark heart of your city. That is until your life collides with the intriguing and dangerous Jung Hoseok.”

pairing: hoseok x reader
genre: gang!au, angst, smut
wordcount: 10k

part one | two | three | four | five

** warnings: ANGST, degrading names during sex, dom!Hoseok, violence, graphic descriptions of injuries, dark themes, mentions of drugs, hospital scene

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i was taking screen caps from the ‘film by peter parker’ video that came out to make icons and i think this is my favorite one

Don’t Freak II

Originally posted by kings-of-my-heart

Steve Harrington x Reader

PART I | PART III | PART IV | PART V

PART II


Y/N sniffled as they continued to walk down the dark, tree lined road they had been on for the last hour. Steve looked over to her.

“Are you still crying?”

No,” Y/N huffed.

“I mean, it’s fine if you are,” Steve tried to say nonchalantly.

“I know that,” She bit back a little too aggressively.

“I wouldn’t think any less of you for crying,”

“I’m not crying, Steve!” He held his arms up in surrender.

“I’m just saying,”

“Don’t you ever get tired of ‘just saying’?” She turned the upper half of her body towards him, but kept walking.

“Don’t you ever get tired of shooting everything down?” Steve did the same.

“Don’t start,” Y/N pointed at him.

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The Secrets Trilogy: Secrets Tested

Description: Boundaries are discovered between work and play.

Genre: Smut (18+)

Word Count: 11.7k

Warnings: Heavy dom/sub themes, rough spanking (like woah), light breathplay, masturbation, degrading names, exhibitionism

Index: Our Little Secret, Secrets Tested, Secrets Revealed <– coming soon.

A/N: Here it is~ Part two of the Secrets Trilogy. A trilogy that wasn’t supposed to exist but here we are. :I As per the warnings - DO NOT READ if you are offended or triggered by rough sex. Everything in this is 100% consensual so if anyone sends an ask filled with accusations and name calling, your ass will be blocked immediately. 

Pleasant reading~ 

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Bts Reaction To You Squirting

(While getting eaten out)

A/N: Added gifs!💞

Admin: Shika💖

Jin

You whimpered as he kept going, sucking harshly and overstimulating your poor body. Before you could even warn him, he appeared before you, shirt soaked and smirk on his face.

“It’s okay, baby. I was gonna take my shirt off anyway.”

Originally posted by fawnave

Yoongi

Yoongi loved it when you rode his face, moaning and squirming, gasping when he hummed against your sensitive bud. You were grinding down and he had two fingers in your hole, tongue poking at your clit. You almost screamed when you came, thighs trembling and you rolled off of him.

“Fuck baby, let’s see if I can make you do that again.”

Originally posted by yoonseok

Hoseok

You bucked your hips up and he pushed them back down. Whining you grabbed hold of his hair, smiling in triumph as you felt more pleasure. It was too much, that feeling in your stomach was overwhelming and your clit was feeling numb. Your eyes rolled back and you heard Hoseok gasp.

“Baby, that was so hot, how the fuck did you do that?”

Originally posted by seokjins-wings

Namjoon

“Daddy please!” You begged in need. Namjoon rolled his eyes, twisting in his swivel chair and sitting you on his lap.

“Shut up.” He pushed you down so your legs were over his shoulders and your pussy was right in his face. Namjoon licked and sucked not stopping until you were reduced to moaning mess.

“Stop daddy, stop!” You screamed as he went far past your orgasm and that’s when it happened.

“Babygirl, why don’t you help daddy clean up this mess you made?”

Originally posted by bangtan-tan

Jimin

“Go on baby, make mommy cum.” You encouraged, watching him lap at your wet folds, fingers rubbing at your clit. “That’s it, kitty, keep going.” You threw head back and moaned as the boy worked his tongue into your hole, fingers still rubbing your clit. You gasped as you came undone, Jimin looked surprised. Face and hair drenched, blush on his cheeks and a shy and innocent look in his eyes.

“Mommy, did I make you feel good?”

Originally posted by yoong-jimin

Taehyung

“Tae, stop! It’s too much.” He chuckled, tongue pleasuring your clit. He’d pulled you into a drsssing room 20 minutes before he needed to go on stage to fuck you, but he ended up eating you out. “F-fuck, stop! I’m gonna, gonna sq-” you almost screamed as you came.

“Babe, you got my stage outfit all wet!”

Originally posted by jimiyoong

Jeongguk

“Princess, be a good girl and don’t move.” He held your hips down and you whined and whimpered.

“Daddy, no, no, please! Daddy it’s too much!” Jeongguk smirked, nose making friction on your clit and his tongue shoved up your hole, you started shaking, he snickered, thumb rubbing at your clit. Helping you ride out your orgasm, he kept going, teeth grazing your clit. “Fuck! I-I, ah!” He chuckled surprised at your squirt, hair stuck to his forehead and white shirt gone see through.

“Princess, that was fucking hot, you want daddy to do that again?”

Originally posted by babybun19

The Ink of My Heart

Summary: Prompt 51 for @rotisserierogers ‘s writing challenge: A tattoo artist gives clients tattoos that determine their fate 

Pairing: Tattoo Artist/Alchemist!Bucky x Reader 

Word Count: 2824 Words

Warnings: Fluff, angst in the form of physical pain and being scared

Notes: This is pretty cute, but I’m so sleepy that I dunno anymore ahaha, sorry this is late Kumi!

Permanent Tags are OPEN | masterlist

Originally posted by winter-barnes

“Nattie, I’m fucking terrified. Is this even legal?” You’re gripping her hand so tight that you’re sure that you’re crushing her bones.

She gives you a withering look, before pulling up her sleeve. “It works, every time, guaranteed. Look at mine. Perfectly passive, and it’s gotten me my dream job and boyfriend.”

Your eyes linger over the highly detailed tattoo on her bicep, before looking back up at her. “You sure that this guy won’t use his…tattoo powers to murder me?”

She snorts, leaning against the brick wall. “He’s not allowed to do that, he doesn’t know what he’s casting but they can’t involve death or illness. Well…maybe illness, but there’ll be a good outcome. He sort of has a selection of objects, and you choose them, and they’re meant to influence your tattoo’s meaning. People don’t know what they’re getting, but in the end, it’ll be something that they’ve wanted for a while.”

“Do you know how sketchy that sounds?” You cross your arms, heart running wild with panic and oh shit this is a horrible idea isn’t it-

“Shut up, you’ll be fine,” Nat snatches your hand and marches you towards the door of the building, “you can’t miss your designated appointment, he stores his magic up for each client.”

“So what is he? A wizard? Like, from Harry Potter?” The bell tinkles as you enter the waiting room area. You take a brief look around, taking in the modern interior, with succulents on benches and plant pots dangling from the ceilings. There’s nothing ‘magic’ to this, what with fluffy blankets on the arms of the sofas, and industrial light bulbs casting a glow over the room.

“I’d prefer the word ‘alchemist,’ but you can call me a wizard if you want.” A voice says behind you, and you shriek, whipping around instantly.

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Love Me Please

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: CEO!AU | Angst/Fluff

Word Count: 1872

Author’s Note: I do not own the gif. Credit goes to owner.

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Being the personal assistant of one of Korea’s well known businessman wasn’t easy. Especially, when said businessman was the most morose and irritating person you’ve ever met in your life. To be honest, when you first applied for this job, you did not expect your boss to be a 22-year-old young man. At the beginning, you admired how well he handled his work and company with passion and hard work at such a young age, finding it even attractive to the point where you couldn’t wait to go to work the next morning. Well, that was until he removed that heartwarming smile and showed his true face. Who would have known that said boss was hiding a very conceited personality behind that ‘Oh I’m so hardworking, down to earth and I love my job’ mask? Surprise! You didn’t. Until he started picking at everything you were doing, be it good or bad, giving you harsh comments every now and then, making you want to punch him right in the face. But being the hardworking woman you were, you never gave up and worked even harder, proving to him that no matter what he was doing, you wouldn’t break down as he wished you would.

You name is Y/N, and you are going to show your Boss, Kim Taehyung, that you’re unbreakable.


“Mr. Kim, we need to hurry-“

Before you could end your sentence, you covered your eyes with your hands, turning your head around so fast you thought your neck snapped.

Taking a deep breath, you clenched your jaw tightly and hissed slightly. “Mr. Kim! The dinner starts in 15 minutes, we need to leave now.“

“Babe, why don’t you just kick her out?“ You heard the woman sitting on his lap ask with a high pitched voice, her lips still attached on his neck.

Chuckling at the question, your boss answered with his raspy voice. “Darling, you know I would, but this dinner is important. My dad has obliged me to go there no matter what.“

“But Babe~“ She whined as she pouted her lips.

“I’ll see you tonight, sweetheart.“

Gaging at their nicknames for each other, you watched how your boss winked at his–most probably–one night stand as he reached out for his jacket, walking toward you with a smirk plastered on his lips.

Rolling your eyes, you opened the door and stepped out of his office as you were looking down to your planer. When you felt his presence beside you, you started talking. “Chairman Kim wanted me to say that this dinner with Mr. Byun is very important. The last dinner you both had didn’t go well, I know. But please try to make sure to convince him to sign the contract, Sir. Otherwise your father will be mad at you.“

“You’re really talking too much, Y/N.“ Your Boss huffed as he nodded to his driver once to affirm him that he could drive now.

Taking another deep breath, you tried to calm your anger down. “This dinner is important, Mr. Kim. Please, take it seriously.“

Clicking his tongue, he mumbled. “Whatever.“

Looks like tonight was going to be a very stressful and long night.


“But Sir, your father wants you to apologize!“

Glaring at you, Taehyung hissed. “I’m not apologizing, Y/N! You, out of all people, should now that!“

Placing your fingers on your temple, you whispered. “I know, Sir. Mr. Byun wasn’t behaving like a professional either but this is really important for your company. This is the best deal we’ve received for this project and everyone worked really hard on it. Please, do it for your workers, Sir..“

You watched how his eyes softened after hearing your words. Tilting your head a little bit, you looked him expectantly in the eyes. “Hmm?“

Breaking the eye contact, he nodded and mumbled softly. “Okay..“

Smiling triumphantly, you leaned back in your chair. Checking the time on your watch, you confirmed. “It’s already 8 o’clock, he should be here any minute-“

Just before you could end your sentence, Mr. Byun walked up to your table. Nudging your Boss, you whispered. “He’s here.“

Now you just had to do one thing; get the signature.


“Taehyung, my friend, why aren’t you eating?“ Mr. Byun asked as he smirked at your Boss.

Placing a fake smile on his face, Taehyung answered. “I’m not hungry, Mr. Byun.“

“Why did you order food if you’re not hungry. Wait, why do I even care? You’re the one who’s going to pay.“ Mr. Byun laughed shamelessly.

Turning your head to your left, you observerd Taehyung’s face, who, by the way, insisted you should sit beside him. His jaw was clenched and his hands were formed into fists, anger running through his whole body.

The dinner wasn’t going as smoothly as you hoped, the sarky remarks that was leaving Mr. Byun’s mouth turning the atmosphere into an uncomfortable one. Every now and then, you turned your head to your boss and tried to make eye contact with him, making sure that he wouldn’t jump out of his chair and punch Mr. Byun right in the face.

“My lovely Y/N, are you just eating a salad?“

Hearing your name coming out of Mr. Byun’s mouth in such a way, your whole body tensed. “A-Ah, yes. I’m not that hungry,“ you said while forcing a smile.

“Ahh, so you’re taking care of your body, hm?“ He asked again.

“E-Ehm, yeah, yeah..“

“Believe me, sweetheart, I would do the same if I would have such a beautiful body like yours. I wish I had such a beautiful assistant like you. I would work 24/7 and never leave my office.“ He said as he observed your body up and down.

You jumped slightly when you heard your Boss slam his cutlery on the table. When you turned your head to him, you saw him glaring at the man sitting in front of you, the veins on his neck already visible.

Taehyung was angry, very angry.

You, on the other hand, didn’t know what to do. You couldn’t ruin this dinner, you had to think about your coworkers who had worked so hard on this project. They deserved the best. So, you took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

Cutting his steak into pieces, Mr. Byun asked another inappropriate question. “Sweetheart, are you single?“

Gripping your chair, you answered through your gritted teeth. “Yes, I am, Sir.“

Don’t ruin this, Y/N! Don’t!

“Hm, beautiful.“

From the corner of your eye, you saw Taehyung lift his knife up as he glared at Mr. Byun. Immediately, your hand reached towards his hand, taking the knife away from him and giving him his glass filled with water. When you made sure that nothing sharp was near his side, you slightly leaned to him and hissed. “Don’t, Mr. Kim. Don’t forget why we’re here. Here, drink your water.“

Thank God, Mr. Byun oblivious to all this since he was enjoying his steak.

Looking up from his plate, the man sitting in front of you smiled at your Boss. “So, Taehyung. I’m listening to you.“

Turning his head to you, Taehyung watched how you nodded at him once. Gulping down, he started talking. “Our last dinner we had a few days ago didn’t went so well. I might have overreacted a little bit. I’m..“ he closed his eyes and tightened his fists, “I’m sorry, Mr. Byun.“

Looking up at Mr. Byun, you saw him smiling triumphantly. “That’s how you should do it, my dear friend, Taehuyng.“

Every word that was coming out of his most was making Taehyung’s blood boil without thinking about the consequences. Slowly, but surely, he was reaching his limit.

You watched how the man sitting in front of you drank his last gulps of water, holding the glass almost in front of your face. “Could one of you bring me water?“

Cursing inwardly at him, you forced another smile. “Ah, yes, of course.“

Searching for a waiter in the fancy restaurant, you turned your head from side to side. Taehyung, too, searched for one.

Seeing that nobody was anywhere near, Mr. Byun spoke up. “Taehyung, your assistant should pour me some water. I would love to drink the water poured by such a beautiful woman.“

Taehyung’s head snapped towards Mr. Byun in a blink of an eye, his jaw almost breaking from the way he was clenching it with such force.
The moment you realized that your Boss was ready to attack the shameless man, you intervened. Grabbing his arm, you stopped him immediately and spoke up. “I can do it!“

Standing up, you searched for a carafe, walking toward Mr. Byun’s side of the table and pouring it in his glass. Placing the glass on the table, you took a step away from him, ready to sit back down on your chair, but stopped when you felt his hand on your wrist. Yanking you down beside him, Mr. Byun wrapped his arm around your shoulder and smiled at you. “Thank you, sweetheart. Now why don’t you just sit here for the rest of the night and accompany me, hm?“

That was it, that was the last straw.

Without being able to understand what was happening, you were yanked away from Mr. Byun and soon, your Boss was punching the man in the face with his blood covered fists.

Immediately, you rushed forward and tried to stop your Boss, shouting in between his curses. “Mr. Kim! Sir, Please, don’t! Sir, stop! TAEHYUNG!“

Hearing his name coming out of your mouth for the first time, Taehyung stopped immediately. Grabbing your wrist, he turned to Mr. Byun and hissed. “If I see you ever again, I will kill you!“

With that, he walked out of the restaurant. “Mr. Kim! What do you think you’re doing?! What are we going to say to Chairman Kim now?! You’re father is going to-“

“He was literally harassing you, Y/N! I’ll kill that bastard!“

“Do you know how much I struggled to arrange this dinner, Sir?! I begged to so many people so that Mr. Byun would clear his schedule for tonight! You ruined everything!“

“What should I have done?! Should I have watched how that disrespectful bastard was harassing you in front of my eyes?!“

“For the sake of your company, yes, Sir! You know how important this project is-“

“NOTHING IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOU, Y/N!“

Frozen, you looked at his face. “W-What?“

Taking a deep breath, Taehyung ran his fingers through his hair. “I can’t stand seeing him harass you like that! I don’t know why but whenever I see you near a man, I get angry and I have the urge to protect you!“

Blinking a few times, you asked hesitantly. “Mr. Kim, what are you talking about-“

“I think I’m in love with you, Y/N.“

Well, shit..

“Stop hogging all the blankets!”

A slight tug on the covers had ripped you from your sleep. The cool breeze drifting in from the bedroom window kissing your skin with goosebumps was enough to make you frown in confusion, still groggy from your slumber. 

“Stop hoggin’ the blankets ‘m freezing” Harry croaked as he pulled the sheets towards himself. 

You sighed in amusement , you knew you had a problem with hogging the blankets and usually Harry dealt with it, either snuggling up closer to you for warmth or getting up to grab an extra blanket from the closet down the hall.

“Sorry baby” You slung your arm around him, pressing your body against his back. His skin was so soft; You swore you could stay like this all day, basking in each others warmth and company.

He slowly turned to face you, your faces inches apart. 

“Mornin’ love.”  

Harry snaked an arm under your back and against the bed, the other tightly wrapped around your waist as he pulled your body against his chest and left a warm kiss to your collarbone. You stared at him, he was so beautiful. The simplicity of being able to wake up next to the person you loved was something that you had learned to appreciate greatly, seeing as he wasn’t always around to do so.

“Morning.” 

You pressed a firm yet gentle kiss to his lips, and what had started as an innocent peck had turned into something a little more after he grunted into the kiss, and in a matter of seconds he was hovering over you, knees on either side of your hips.

“Love bein’ able to wake up ‘n do this with you”  “Missed it so much.” He said between kisses. 

The tension had elevated, the kiss deepening as he ground his hips into yours. He had always been particularly ‘in the mood’ in the morningssaying that seeing you in his bed with nothing but his T shirt on just turned him on so much. 

You ran your fingers down his back and hooked your fingers around his boxers, sliding them down his legs and revealing his already hard length against his stomach.

“Got me all worked up ‘n we’ve only been up for a few.” He chuckled, goofy smile present on his face. 

“Feelin’s mutual.” You said as you removed his hand from your side and cupped his hand around your heat, making him moan when you guided his fingers inside you. 

You slid your hips closer to his, opening your legs and allowing him entrance. With a few strokes of his cock he placed it at your entrance and you both moaned in unison as he pushed himself into you, sliding in so easily as you were already so wet for him.

“Fuck, I love you so much. So good for me, pet.” He kissed along your collarbone and neck, sucking at the spot where your neck met your jawline.

Morning sex with Harry was always so sweet and sensual. Although you skipped the foreplay, there was no doubt in your mind that he’d be able to make you cum within minutes. You were comfortable and warm and it was always your favourite way to start the day. 

“Fuck, baby, yeah. Yeah thats it Harry, right there” you breathed, which encouraged him to thrust into you with more force.

“Y’ so fucken’ tight” He groaned, leaning down to suck on your breast, tongue swirling around your nipples. 

You arched your back into his mouth at the sensation. 

“My girl.”  “So fucken’ beautiful fo’ me”

His pumps became erratic, and you felt the beautiful burning in your core letting you know that you were close.

“Gonna cum, Harry, fuck!” You whimpered.

“Yeah that’s it, cum on my cock.”

His words sent you into your orgasm and you tightly clenched around him, causing him to cry out as he released himself inside you. You rode out your highs until you were to sensitive to continue. 

“Love wakin’ up to yeh.” 

Call Me Mistress – Ramen (M) (Part 3)

Summary: The Mistress has her first session with Ramen, her newest client.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 12,176

Warning: Sub!Jungkook, Domme!Reader, BDSM, femdom, sexual themes, nipple play, masturbation, teasing, edging, overstimulation, sex toys, profanity

Series: Call Me Mistress

A/N: If you thought Part 2 was something…Enjoy, dears!

Client List: Prologue | River (Namjoon) | Ramen (Jungkook): Pt. 1, Pt. 2, Pt. 3 | (more forthcoming)

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Imagine your neighbor, Dean Winchester, teasing you with his scruff and lips when he knows you fantasize about him and in return you show him how dirty you can and have been for him.

Related to these: Imagine your neighbor, Dean Winchester, getting jealous when he sees a guy leave your house in the morning when your parents are gone on a trip.

Imagine your neighbor, Dean Winchester, implying there are more things he can to you than the boy you had over a few days ago. And going into detail.

Imagine changing in your room while your neighbor, Dean Winchester, is watching from his own window.

Imagine going for a swim in a bikini to tease your neighbor, Dean Winchester, who has been doing the same all day.

Imagine your neighbor, Dean Winchester, suggesting all the things he can do to you in return to you implying the things you want him to do when your parents are gone. 

You knew you should appreciate the small break he had given you, but you were too busy missing him. You were a masochist, that was the only way you could describe it. Because when he was here you couldn’t stand to be close to him for fear of just being unable to hold yourself back and kissing the life out of him or… doing much worse after all the sexual tension he kept building between the two of you. And when he was gone for three weeks to help his brother with moving in – or at least that’s what your mother had told you – you were an idiot spending time thinking about him and how you missed seeing him next door and, hell, even that sexual frustration that he brought up with teasing you. You were almost counting down the days until he was back.

What an idiot you were. An idiot and a masochist, those two words could describe you perfectly so.

“Coming!” you shouted at whoever was on the other side of the door. You had been perfectly happy snuggling with your blankets, wearing his flannel, and thinking about how much you missed him until the doorbell rung and you had be rudely interrupted.

“Hello?” you breathed out, almost even before opening the door and realizing who it was, but when you did all air got knocked out of your lungs.

“Hey” a boyish grin formed on his lips that made him look so much younger every time but now it just… wouldn’t do it because of-

“H-Hey” you stuttered, blinking “Oh uh Mr- Mr Winchester, I thought you were-” you tried to swallow the lump in your throat “With your brother, gone for uhm until the end of the week?”

“Oh uh yeah” he chuckled, licking his lips “We finished early, I mean I put a little more effort to get back soon and now here I am. Couldn’t stay very long away from you.” he winked and your heart did a flip “Missed me?” he smirked and you couldn’t even stop yourself to think.

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You’re laying on his chest, one arm around his neck and one hand on his cheek, stroking over the stubble that’s growing there and he wasn’t able to shave this moring because he was too busy cuddling you close to him.

He’s roaming one warm hand of his over you’re back, underneath the sweater you’re wearing that’s secretly his, to feel your skin and make you shiver against him. His other hand is cupping you’re face, covering your action and stroking your cheek so lovingly it almost brings tears to your eyes.

Your legs are between his so you could feel his whole body against yours, his cold toes, which were the part of him the fluffy blanket that was draped over your bodies couldn’t cover, were tickling yours, making you giggle ever so often.

Your eyes were locked onto each other, dancing over each others features and admiring every feature. Harry pulled you closer after a while, rubbing the tip of his nose against yours before he moved his head to the side a bit so your nose was touching his cheek and your lips ghosted over his.

And even though this wasn’t by far your first kiss, the feeling of being so close to him still filled your tummy with butterflies. You leaned in the last bit and connected your lips to his in a gentle kiss, no tongue or teeth involved, just simply a loving kiss that consisted of lips closing over each other’s.

The kiss ended with a sweet sound that you both learned to love ever since you were together. Soft smiles grazed both your faces, cheeks turning a light shade of pink. Harry chuckled as you diverted your eyes in embarrassment and bit down on your lower lip, his thump stretching out over your chin to make you release it again.

He removed his hand from underneath your sweater and cupped your other cheek as well, pulling you up a bit higher on his chest so you were at the perfect height to keep kissing him.

And that’s what you did, you pressed your lips to his again, sighing dreamily at the pleasure the simple touch caused. He hummed against your mouth when you leaned in for another kiss right after the first one ended, he himself not getting enough of the contact.

“I love you so much.” he whispered when you finally pulled your lips off his, looking at you with so much love and admiration it was almost unbelievable.

“I love you more.” you whispered back and pecked his lips quickly, but not quickly enough for Harry because he caught your lips nontheless.

“That’s not possible.” he grinned softly at you.

“Yeah, it is.” you smiled back.

Harry’s smile fell slightly as he started to stroke your back from your face and behind your ears, his eyebrows furrowing.

“If you knew just how much I love you…” he trailed off.

You leaned up to kiss him once again to make his smile return once again and it worked, his dimple reappearing.

“It’s also good you’re the best kisser I’ve ever met.” he told youplayfully.

“Yeah?” you asked.

“Mhm. The absolute best. Better than any kiss I ever had.” he winked at you.

This time your smile fell a bit, the thought not as nice as it sounded.

“Hey…” Harry breathed, frowning at your sudden change of mood.

“Sorry. Just don’t want to think about anyone else kissing you.”

“And I’m not kissing anyone else… only you.” he grinned cheekily, pecking your lips once and then twice.

Your smile came back and you giggled when he missed your lips a bit and instead kissed the corner of your mouth.

“But I can understand you. Don’t want to think about you kissing anyone else either, especially because I know how kissy you are.”

“Only kissy when it comes to you.” you reassured him.

“Hmm… I actually don’t think you told me I’m a good kisser yet…” he acted as if he were in deep thought.

You giggled before pressing a passionate kiss to his lips, watching how his eyes fluttered close and revelling in the way he moaned lowly just because of your lips against his.

“You’re the greatest kisser, baby. The absolute best.”

“That’s better.” he chuckled and kissed you again and again.

And then again.

And he didn’t stop until he really had to.

Multiverse Lovers - Part Three -Stuart Twombly

Title: The Happenings of Google

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Pairing: Stuart Twombly/Reader

Word Count: 11,329

Warnings: 18+, NSFW,  Dirty Dancing, Dirty Talking, Face Riding, Voyeurism, Strip Tease, Rough Cowgirl, Stuart Feeding You, Multiple Orgasms, Alcohol Use, Mentions of Strippers

Notes: I know this is quite a bit longer than Stiles’ chapter, but it’s due to the dialogue from the movie that is included. And legit, part of this was inspired by my deep love for @minhosmeanhoe and the things she loves. She knew I was putting this in here and knows it was because of her. Lemme know your thoughts yo. 

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A small groan slipped from your lips, your body shifting on the plush red couch you were laying on. Your arms wrapped around the first thing it could, waking up being the last thing on your mind. Your face dug further into the soft material – a pillow you assumed – trying to ignore the soft laughs of the other people in the room at the noises you made and their own witty banter about some unknown subject.

Others?

You knew you weren’t in the blue jeep anymore. You were fully clothed. A bright light hovered over your head, the sound of fingers clicking away on keyboards and people’s low mumbling hit your ears, making them twitch at the noise. Rushed footsteps were heard trudging around the small room, every footfall resonating off the walls.

Where am I? You asked yourself, willing your body to open your eyes slowly. The bright lights blinded you, a louder groan escaping your lips and your eyes closing again quickly. A few of the people in the room whispered to each other, catching the sound you made. Heavy steps raced towards you, the couch shifting slightly under the weight of the person leaning against it.

“Wake up already, sleepy head. We have the next intern challenge to complete,” their voice said, the underlying husky tone filling your ears. You shuffled on the couch, eyes cracking open once more to focus on the person hovering over you. The whiskey-brown eyes you met sparkled, though the twinkle was faintly caught between the thick, black-rimmed glasses resting on his nose. He smirked down at you, poking your forehead. “Wake up, loser. We need your small brain.”

Stuart fucking Twombly. Is. Truly. An ass.

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