cats love heat

You’re Mine

Originally posted by memoriestomelodies

Jiyong x Reader

Word Count: 2681

Genre: Fluff into smutty smutty smut smut


You loved your new family.

They weren’t your actual family, but they were the closest thing you had at the moment. You had lost your parents a few years ago in a car accident that changed your life forever. Having been the only child, and having the rest of your family live across the ocean, you were more or less alone now. You worked a lot, trying to keep busy, before going home to your apartment.

But that all changed when you met Jiyong. He was so sweet, and caring, and hilarious. His bright, bubbly self had broken his way into your life, and you couldn’t imagine it without him now. The two of you had met while he was on vacation. He had stopped in at your café, and the two of you started talking and became instant friends. You exchanged phone numbers, and agreed to meet up with him a few more times before he headed back to Seoul.

You fell in love with him almost instantly. Hearing him talk about himself, and his dreams, and his goals. He told you about his friends, and how they were a huge part of his life. Listening to him go on and on about things, always stopping to ask for your input, or apologize for talking so much. You thought he was adorable. You always just smiled and reassured him you were listening to him, and he wasn’t talking too much. You told him about yourself, about how your parents moved to South Korea when you were a baby, and how you had grown up there your entire life. About how the rest of your family all lived in the United States, and how you visited them twice a year. He was impressed that you could speak both languages so fluently, and asked you to help him with his English.

You didn’t tell him about your parents right away, not wanting to scare him off right away, but as your friendship grew, going on for months, you had no choice. On the day of the anniversary of your parents’ death, Jiyong surprised you with a visit. You had taken the day off work, not being able to hold yourself together enough to go in. It may have happened a few years ago, but the pain was still as fresh as ever.

He let himself into your apartment, having had a key made last month for when he was in town so he could let himself in while you were working. He came in, thinking you weren’t home since all the lights were off. He switched on the living room light and saw you huddled on the couch, crying quietly, holding a picture of your parents and you. You were so wrapped up in memories and your sadness, that you hadn’t even heard him enter. He walked over to you slowly, reaching down to touch your shoulder.

When his hand touched you, you screamed in surprise, looking up at him wide-eyed. He simply looked at you quietly, and you just broke down. You started sobbing as he pulled you into his arms, rocking you gently. As the sobs started to quiet down, he asked you what happened, and you told him about the accident. He sat quietly with you the entire time as you told him all about it, simply rubbing your back and kissing your hair as he held you. At the end of your story you sat limp in his arms, exhausted from the emotions rushing through you. He picked you up bridal style and carried you to your bed. He helped you change, and laid you down, tucking you in.

“Give me a call if you need anything okay? I’m gonna be right down the hall on the couch,” he said, standing up to walk out. But you reached out and grabbed his hand before he could walk away.

“Please,” you whispered softly.

“Please what (Y/N),” he asked, looking down at you worriedly.

“Please don’t leave me alone tonight,” you begged him. You knew it was a bad idea. You knew that you needed him to be more than just your best friend tonight, and you knew that he would only ever think of you as his best friend. But it didn’t matter. You were so emotionally drained that you decided one more heartbreak wouldn’t do much damage.

He hesitated a moment before nodding, laying down in the bed next to you. You turned to face him, tears rolling down your cheeks. He reached up and brushed them away, shushing you before you could say anything and pulling you close to him.

“I’m here (Y/N),” he whispered softly, his chin resting on your head. “Go to sleep. I’m right here.”

You closed your eyes, your body and mind exhausted, and you quickly started to drift off to sleep. As you faded into your dreams, you could have sworn you heard him say “I love you”.

You woke up the next morning, stretching out to find an empty bed. You sat up, looking around for Jiyong, but you didn’t see him. You got up and walked out into the hall, listening to see if you could hear him, but your apartment was quiet.

“I knew it was too good to be true,” you said to yourself quietly. You went back in your room and climbed back into bed, not ready to face the world yet. You started to doze off again when you heard keys in your door. You shot out of bed and walked out of your room, looking down the hall as Jiyong let himself in, carrying a tray with coffee and a bag from a bakery in one hand. He looked up to see you and you melted at the smile that formed on his face. You smiled back and went over to him, taking the tray out of his hand and walking to the kitchen, with him trailing behind.

“I figured you’d need some serious caffeine this morning,” he said chuckling as he pulled some plates out of your cabinet and set them down on the table. You sat at the table and reached for the bag, but he slapped your hand away, making you laugh. He handed you the coffee and waited for you to take a sip. It was your favorite. Your smile grew as you felt the hot liquid warming up your body immediately. He grabbed the butter from the fridge and set it on the table, pulling out your favorite fresh croissants from the bag. He buttered one and handed it to you. You smiled up at him sweetly.

“You don’t have to take care of me you know. I’m okay. Really,” you said, playing with the pastry. He sat down next to you and took a bite of his own pastry, smiling over at you.

“Yes I do,” he said. “It’s a man’s job to take care of the woman that he loves.”

Your eyes flicked up to his in surprise, staring at him for a moment. His face turned bright red as he stared back at you, waiting for you to say something.

“You…you love me?” you stuttered. He nodded, smiling shyly at you. You jumped out of your chair and jumped on his lap as you hugged his neck. “I love you too,” you said, your voice muffled as you hugged his neck. He laughed and hugged you tight. That was the beginning to your perfect relationship.

It wasn’t a fairy tale romance by any means. The two of you fought like any normal couple would. But at the end of the day, your love was strong enough to make the fights meaningless.  After a few weeks Jiyong asked you to move in with him. His days were getting busier and busier and he was finding it hard to make it out of town. You quickly agreed, not being able to stand the thought of being away from him for too long. After another month or two you finally met the guys, and you all immediately became best of friends. But you and Seungri were closer than anyone else. He was like the older brother you never had. You talked to him about everything, and the two of you were always together, when you weren’t with Jiyong.

One day you were at the studio with everyone, watching their dance practice. You had stopped in during the afternoon to bring Jiyong some lunch, and you brought everyone coffee from your favorite café. You sat down against the back wall, watching Jiyong dance, your eyes raking over his body like a cat in heat. You loved watching him dance, seeing the sweat glistening on his skin, watching his muscles move as he did. You licked your suddenly very dry lips, not noticing Seungri walking up to you.

“Geez, close your mouth will ya? You’re gonna make them slip with all the drool your letting out,” he said chuckling, pulling a coffee out of the tray next to you. You laughed and smiled up at him.

“Nice to see you too brat,” you told him, getting up to give him a hug. As your arms wrapped around him, he picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder. You screamed in laughter as he ran around the studio with you on his shoulder, your legs kicking as you yelled at him to put you down, before he finally did. You yelled at him while you were laughing, punching him in the arm. He rubbed it in fake pain, whining playfully, complaining that you were going to injure him before the show. The two of you kept going on and on, joking around and touching one another, not noticing Jiyong’s mood growing darker and darker as he watched the two of you.

He yelled for Seungri to get back to work. Seungri gave you a hug before running back to formation and going over the dance again. You went back to your spot and watched them finish up practice. As they finished and everyone was standing around talking and laughing, Jiyong came over and grabbed him stuff immediately.

“Let’s go,” he said gruffly. You frowned in confusion.

“Aren’t we going to hang out with the guys?” you asked as he sighed, reaching over to grab your hand.

“No. We aren’t. Now let’s go,” he said, pulling you behind him, not saying anything to the guys. You knew better than to argue with him when he was like this. You had to let him calm down first. You yelled goodbye to the guys as he dragged you out the door, following him, asking him what was wrong, but he wouldn’t talk to you. The two of you got to the car and he opened the door for you, waiting for you to get in before slamming the door and walking around to the driver’s seat. He got in and the two of you drove home in silence, his hands tight around the steering wheel in anger.

When you arrived at your apartment, he got out and immediately headed inside, not even waiting for you.  You huffed and got out, slamming your own door as you went in behind him, slamming the apartment door shut.

“What the fuck is your problem?!” You scream at him, sick of getting the silent treatment. He froze in his tracks before turning to look at you.

“What’s my problem? Really?” He asked, his voice growing as his anger did. “My fucking PROBLEM is you and Seungri! Where do you get off letting him touch you like that?! Huh? You’re mine (Y/N)! You belong to me! Not that fucking brat!” He yelled back.

You softened as you heard him speak. You understood now. He was jealous. He was scared. And it was adorable. You walked over to him as he was yelling at you, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down to kiss him mid-rant. You smiled up at him as he started to calm down.

“You have nothing to be jealous over,” you told him. “I’m all yours.”

He smiled down at you. “Damn straight I am,” he says, his hands trailing down to your ass, pulling you tight against him. “And I’m going to show you just how much your mine.”

He lifted your legs, wrapping them around his waist as he walked the two of you to your bedroom, throwing you on the bed. He pulled off your clothes, before pulling off his own, your breath catching in your throat as you stared at him. You loved it when he was dominant in bed, and you knew you were in for a good time tonight.

He climbed on top of you, kissing you hungrily, your arms immediately wrapping around him as you kissed him back. He kissed down your jaw, to your neck, nipping and sucking as he went, leaving his mark on your skin in his wake. He kissed all the way down your body, to your sweet spot. He spread your legs, biting and sucking on your thighs, leaving dark bruises all over them before finally licking your spot. You cried out in pleasure, your back arching on the bed as your hands tightened on the sheets.

He buried his tongue inside of you, spearing you like you were being fucked, your hips rocking against his mouth in pleasure. He switched between licking inside of you to sucking on your clit, until you were at your limit. Your mind blanked as you started to tighten around his fingers, but he pulled away just before you were able to explode. You whimpered down at him as you begged him to let you release. He climbed back up your body, licking along the way up, making you squirm with need.

“Could that BRAT make you feel the way I could?” he asked, biting your earlobe as you moaned in pleasure. “Could he make you scream the way I do? Orgasm the way I do?” He kept asking, as his hands touched you, just enough to bring you pleasure, but not to let you release.

“No…no!” You screamed. “Only you, only you.” You begged.

“That’s right. Because you are MINE,” he said, pushing into you as he said the word mine. Your mind flooded with pleasure at the feel of him finally inside of you, that one movement finally pushing you over the edge. You screamed in pleasure as you clung to him. He grabbed your hands and pinned them above your head as you came around him, his own moans echoing in the room as yours turned to whimpers. He started to move inside of you, in slow calculated thrusts. He pulled out slowly, before slamming back into you, over and over again, driving you wild.

You squirmed underneath him, wanting him to move faster, begging him to move faster, but he kept you pinned down beneath him.

“Who do you belong to,” he whispered in your ear. “Tell me who you belong to.”

“You,” you cried out. “I belong to you.”

With that he started moving faster, letting go of your arms. You wrapped your arms and legs around him, clutching to him tightly, as he thrusted inside of you frantically seeking his own release. After a few more thrusts you felt him lose his pace, getting closer to his own end, your second orgasm quickly growing as well. You pulled him down to kiss him hungrily as the two of you came together, clutching to one another as your breaths started to calm down.

He rolled off you and held you close as you tried to control your frantic heart. You smiled up at him and kissed him tenderly.

“I love you Jiyong,” you told him as you tucked your head into his shoulder. He squeezed you tight as you started to drift off, exhausted from your love making.

“I love you too (Y/N),” he said, kissing the top of your head, pulling a blanket over the both of you as you both fell asleep.


~Librarian Joon

Sorry for the delay everyone. Y’all know how crazy life can be. But here’s our first new request! I hope the anon who requested it likes it! The beginning is kinda long I know, but it kinda just wrote itself :3 Let me know what you guys think! And don’t forget to send in more requests <3

anonymous asked:

shOVES LEG THRU THE DOOR // so how about cheesy coby and helmeppo adopting a kitty and they do their best to hide it from Garp, but at the end Garp finds out and totally keeps it on his shoulder. Vice Admiral Toe Beans... IDK your blog has become my prime Discussion HQ™

WHAT A WHOLESOME REQUEST I LOVE THIS! I think I have more to write but this post is getting way too long haha

TOEBEANS IS HER NAME IT’S SUCH A GARP THING TO DO 

MY BLOG IS NOW OFFICIALLY DECLARED THE DISCUSSION HQ™ HELL YEAH

Hiding and adopting a kitten HCs:

Coby and Helmeppo

  • It was in a box meowing by the street and of all people it was Helmeppo who couldn’t bear to leave it alone. Coby tried to be firm, but it took him ten seconds to give in.
  • Both of them would try their best to hide it from Garp. Coby tucked the kitten in his jacket before heading back.
  • Garp found out pretty quick, but not before Coby and Helmeppo tried everything to hide their new friend. The other marines were confused about the two recruits being all weird.
  • “Hey pinkie, was that your stomach purrin-” “-GROWLING. It was growling because I’m hungry, so if you excuse me haha-”
  • To their surprise, all Garp did was to laugh and pluck the small furball from Coby’s arms and plop it onto his shoulders. And then he gave them a whack on their heads for not introducing him to their little lady friend.
  • So from there, Coby and Helmeppo were allowed to keep the kitty, but Bogart established a rule that they have to finish their training before they can go relax with her. They leave her with Garp whenever they can’t.
  • “No Coby we cannot name it Diamond Destiny jr. because it sounds terrible.”
  • Meanwhile, the confusion on everyone’s face when Garp walks into Conference Room B-23 that day with a tiny, wriggling fuzzball on his shoulders. Then the confusion increases when Garp places her on the sofa and introduces ToeBeans to the room (what kind of name is ToeBeans????). Sengoku and Tsuru is so used to Garp’s antics that they just go along with it.
  • ToeBeans climbs everywhere during the meeting. She went from Garp’s shoulders to Momonga’s coat and made a few rounds. All the Marines present have at least once tried to play with the kitten. Admiral Kizaru was having the time of his life tbh.
  • Highlights during the three hours include: ToeBeans playing with Sengoku’s beard, making all the way to the top of Strawberry’s hat, and refusing to leave Admiral Akainu’s side despite how hard Kizaru tried to convince it. (Cats love things that radiate heat, and once Kuzan realised it he had to hide his laugh into a cough)
  • The best was when Brannew, while he was talking as per usual for his role in a meeting, continued on stoically as the kitten climbed her way up him. And when she fell off Brannew smoothly scooped her up to his shoulders without breaking his speech.
  • (No one commented on the gasp that someone let out when ToeBeans slipped. It was John Giant)
  • The name ToeBeans stuck despite both Coby and Helmeppo’s protest
  • THE MARINES HAVE TONS OF CATS. At the Warships area there are at least a few that made their home here. Cats help to chase rodents that sneak into the ration storage so no one really mind, and I like to think that every division probably has one unofficial cat. ToeBeans was the one on Garp’s ship.
  • Vice-Admiral Yamakaji made a mini-marine coat as a joke but he gave it as a welcoming gift to her
  • I have too much shenanigans involving the two but I just want to say that ToeBeans loves them. She’s pretty friendly to strangers but she only lets Coby, Helmeppo and Garp scratch her belly
  • She greets everyone with a headbutt and officers will drop by just to play with her for a bit. Helmeppo calls it the “ToeBeans fix”
  • Coby gave her a matching flower bandana I SUPPORT THIS

It kinda became a general Marine HQ post, but I hope you liked it! It was a very unique request and I enjoyed writing this!

tobixscopophobics  asked:

I just saw the post about the old cat loving the heating pad, and I want you to know that even the simple, cute submissions you share are helping improve the life of a pet, because I'd never had the thought of getting a heating pad for my old cat, but I live in Wisconsin and my apartment is cold af so I've been trying to find a way to help his joints feel better, and I feel like a heating pad is a great idea. So seriously thank you, I'm so glad I follow you.

I didn’t even think of this! I’m so glad it was helpful, and I bet your cat will enjoy the change :)