cheer me up babe!

Flawless

Originally posted by gabbiesworld


Pairing: Alex Standall x Reader

Request: “Could you write an Alex x Reader where the reader is chubby and super insecure about it?”

Word count: 1.459

Posted: 30th of April 2017

A/N: Hello there, guys! I’ve written exactly six imagines today and I am posting one everyday, so you can read something also during the weekdays.
Anyways, I loved writing this imagine and I hope that you like it too. Sorry for some typo errors, if there are some. It’s almost 04.30 am here and I am kind of sleepy too. Sorry and enjoy!

P.S.: If you struggle with your insecurities, please don’t hesitate to send me some messages. My ask box is always open for you, no matter what problem you have. I would appreciate it a lot. Thank you.

- G. x


“Babe, are you okay?” It was your school’s Winter Formal and your boyfriend Alex noticed that you were in a deep thought as you silently fidgeted with your fingers. “Babe?”

“Uh,” You suddenly shook your head as the loud music and Alex’s voice sank in your mind. The room was dark and it was lighted by some strobe lights as the music was fast and noisy. You wandered your eyes around and you saw the people dancing messily and wildly. “I am fine.”

“You don’t seem fine.” He sat beside you as he handed you a plastic cup filled with a red coloured punch.

“I am.” You shortly answered as you felt another knot in your stomach. You’ve been observing the beautiful, skinny and perfect girls from your school and you quickly felt guilty and insecure. You took a sip from your cup as you hid your perplexity from Alex.

“Can we talk?” You looked at Alex and he seemed serious. He wouldn’t leave the question open until he assured himself that you were fine.

“About what?” You shrugged your shoulders as if you didn’t know why he wanted to talk to you. He might have hinted what you were into, because this wasn’t the first time that it would happen, so he insisted on the topic.

“About everything.” He was bothered for your actions and, even though you haven’t agreed yet, he already stood up from the bleachers and he waited for your hand as he put his out.

“Lex, it’s not necessary.” You assured him, but still put your plastic cup beside you and you grabbed his hand before standing up.

“I think that it is.” He emotionlessly answered and you bit your lip as he intertwined his hands with yours, dragging you out of the school gym, where the dance was being held. “So? What’s the matter, love?”

“Nothing matters.” You let his hand go as you sighed loudly and heavily. “Nothing matters, neither do I.”

“You absolutely matter, (Y/N).” Alex’s shoulder fell down as he knew what was happening to you that night. “Tell me what’s in your mind?”

“I think you know what’s in this stupid mind.” You avoided Alex’s gaze, because you felt uncomfortable, flustered. He already talked to you about this topic and he would never be tired of repeating it.

“Maybe yes, maybe not.” Alex answered and he perfectly knew how nervous and pressured you were at that moment. You have a certain intimacy with Alex, but you were always shy to talk about these things with him.

“Fine, Alex! I am telling you what’s running on my mind, right now.” You raised your voice as you gathered your courage to let everything out. “I am jealous of these pretty girls around me. I mean, have you ever seen them? They’re perfect and I am a potato. They have perfect skin, flat stomachs and their dresses fit very well in them. I am just so full of flaws and I hate it, I hate myself because of it.” You huffed as you finished ranting about it. Alex listened to you, even though he already knew what you would’ve said.

“Is that what perfect is for you?” He raised an eyebrow as he asked you with a smirk. “Because I am seeing the perfection in front of me.”

“Perfection!” You shot him a death glare as you sarcastically repeated what he has said. Alex was disappointed of himself, because he couldn’t make you feel better and he couldn’t give you more confidence for yourself. He couldn’t convince you that you should love your so-called- flaws and that stressed him, because all he wanted was for you to love yourself. “I sometimes wonder why you even chose me.”

“I think you are, (Y/N).” He seriously said as he grabbed your right hand and caressed the back of it with his thumb. “You know that I will always love you and I will always take you as you are, right? I will always choose you, no matter what.”

“I know, Alex.” You fiddled with your lovely long dress, playing with the smooth fabric of it.

“Look at me, love.” Alex sweetly cupped your cheeks and you looked at him, showing him your disheartened gaze. “You know that all these things, that you call flaws, are the reason why I loved you and why I am loving you, right?”

“You’ve already told me that, but I don’t believe you.” You contradicted him as he just smiled and shook his head.

“These imperfections that you call are the ones that make you perfect, love.” He caressed your cheek. You still had your own opinion and he couldn’t wreck the wall between the two of you.

“I don’t think so.” You crossed your arms, being a hard headed.

“Shush you.” He walked closer to you and kissed your nose. “You don’t have to be insecure because I love you so much and I think that you are flawless. You should love yourself and you shouldn’t shame yourself because of them. You are flawless and please remember that, okay?”

“Do you really think that?” Your shoulders relaxed after those sweet words that slipped out Alex’s mouth. You finally let your walls down as you let him assure you. You absorbed his words and you felt loved in some ways.

“Of course, Babe.” He slowly nodded with a smile and he knew that you gained some confidence for yourself again. “So, please, don’t ever compare yourself to others because you are perfect and always will be. Okay?”

“I’m sorry.” You sighed for the hundredth time and Alex just smiled even wider, letting go of your face, that he was still cupping.

“You don’t have to because it’s clearly not your fault.” He sincerely answered. “I just want for you to think that you are unblemished and to teach you how to love yourself, because I do.”

“Thank you, babe. You always know how to cheer me up.” You blushed as you thanked him, so for him not to notice it, you suddenly wrapped your arms around his neck and you hugged him.

“I am just stating the truth, baby.” He wrapped his arms around your waist as he exchanged the hug you’ve been giving to him. “I shouldn’t be thanked, when all I did was being honest.”

“Aw, Babe.” You bit your lower lip while smiling and you let Alex go.

“I love you.” He looked at you straight into your eyes and you perfectly knew how sincere he was during that exact moment.

“I love you too.” You honestly replied and his lips formed a big smile before closing the gap between the two of you.

You shared a passionate kiss, full of love as Alex demonstrated that he really cared for you, but it was broken by your best friend, Jessica.

“Cuties, you’re missing a great party in there.” She winked at you as she grabbed your hand and Alex followed the two of you, still wanting to kiss your soft lips.

“Jess, stop stealing my girlfriend because she’s mine.” Alex playfully said, but he was partly serious about it.

“Damn, Standall!” Jessica complained as you entered the gym once again. Tony was playing a slow love song and Jessica surrendered as she wanted for you to have a moment together. “Here’s your beautiful girlfriend, but I will steal her if you don’t take care of her.”

“Shut up, Jess. You should give up now, because I will never let her go and I will always take care of her.” You blushed as you felt your boyfriend hugging you from behind.

“Whatever, Alex.” Jessica rolled her eyes and she let go of your hand, heading to Justin. “Enjoy guys.”

“We will.” You and Alex said in unison as you headed in the middle of the gym to dance.

“May I have this dance, beautiful?” Alex asked you as he put his hand out again.

“Of course,” you grabbed his hand and he pulled you closer to him, wrapping his arms around your waist and you wrapped your arms around his neck. “handsome.”

You both laughed as you slowly danced together, swaying together with the rhythm of the music.

You thanked Alex, because you really felt better with his kind and honest words. You knew that he wouldn’t lie to you, because you knew Alex very well.

He helped you to start loving your so-called-flaws, because he was right! Your flaws are those little things that made you perfect, unique and beautiful. You should start appreciating them, because you wouldn’t be you without them.

He was the best that you’ve ever had and you couldn’t thank him enough for being the perfect and loving boyfriend that he was.


Cheer me up (Sirius x Reader)

Can you do a high school AU where Young Sirius is the football captain and and the reader is a cheerleader and at a game, Sirius get’s hurt and the reader just stops cheering and runs up to him and you can make up the rest? Thank you!!❤

A/N: Idk if this is what you imagined but i hope you like it. I did my best but there are probably mistakes due to the fact i wrote it late at night. Still, please let me know what you think ♥

Warnings: none

Originally posted by marauderseraimagines

This evening was the first football match for the season and our school was a host so everything had to be perfect. To be one of the best students in school and at the same time a cheerleader is not an easy job especially in those kinds of situations. My graphic was full and I barely found time for things such as talking or even thinking.

“Miss (Y/L/N), I hope you are ready with the preparations for today.”, the headmaster asked me for maybe the 10th time.

“Oh, yes. We did everything we could to make the coming team feel comfortable.”, I answered nicely putting a fake smile on my face. Making an excuse I managed to get away from him and went straight to the football pitch.

We used to have training like two hours ago, but I had to fucking search for special towels for our guests. So here I was, hours later, dressed in my tiny skirt, exhausted as hell, going to have a three hour long exercise for tonight…

“Hey, (Y/L/N)! How are you today?”, a familiar voice appeared just behind my back.

“Not in the mood for you flirtations.”, annoyed I didn’t bother to spin around and see the well-known boy in the whole school – Sirius Black, the captain of the football match, the most hot and sexy guy, probably the heartbreaker of the school. Usually I flirted back as a joke but now, hungry, tired, sleepy and angry I wasn’t able to deal with this.

“Don’t worry, babe. I am not gonna flirt for now. Just wanted to make sure you’ll be screaming my name tonight.”, and the famous smirk was now on his beautiful and yet irritating face.

“You wish! Can you leave me alone, cause I wanna finish with everything as soon as possible and go home and fucking rest for god sake!”, kind of screaming I turned away and went straight to the girls waiting for me to began.

Hours passed and due to my eyes shutting almost every minute we had to repeat some of the movements but everything was just perfect. While the boys were practicing and so were we, I couldn’t stop the feeling of someone’s eyes landing on my back. But me, being me, I didn’t give a fuck and continued my job.

I hate when people tend to think that of you are a cheerleader, you are definitely a stupid hollow bitch. My dear human beings, stop believing at what you see on your favorite TV shows. Not all of us are that bad! As one of the main cheerleaders, we are too occupied to find time for you. Honestly, you are not that special and you would never be. And we are definitely not sluts!

“(Y/n), wait!”, someone screamed and got me out of my trans of anger. When I looked beside me I saw the pretty footballer coming my way.

“What do you want?”, I retorted back.

“You don’t have to be so sharp, sweetheart. I just wanted to ask your pretty little angry face on a date.”, he stated while walking next to me.

“Okay”, was the only word I gave to him.

“So, that’s a yes?”

“No.”

“But you said ‘okay’.”

“Look at me Black! I don’t have time for you! My schedule is full and even now you are losing my time! Don’t offend but you better find another girl to mess up with.”

“I am not messing with you!”

I didn’t say anything neither he did. He just stopped and went another direction while I continued my way towards home.

It was 7pm. The match was about to start after 30 minutes. I remember how at the beginning I was so anxious to go out and dance in front of so many people, but now it’s like a routine. As I was checking if everything and everyone was ready, Roxanne came towards me for chitchat as per usual.

“I heard you ditched Black.”

“Yes, I did. Why?”

“I’m just interested why you did so. I heard you really hurt him and that’s not good for tonight match.”, the girl stated.

“Better him that me.”, Roxanne gave me a confused look so I explained, “Come on, Rox, a guy like him wouldn’t date a girl like me if it’s not a prank or something.” The stern look on her face suddenly turned into a smile.

“Whatever you say, leader.”, patting my shoulder she came closer and whispered, “But you better clarify with yourself.”

The truth was that I liked that boy. He wasn’t a bad guy as far as I knew him. But better play not interested instead of showing your affection and getting hurt.

The time came so I put the smile on my face, encouraged my girls and ran towards the pitch to show all the people what we are capable of. When we appeared the audience got wild, they cheered us and welcomed the team of our school. I and the girls sat on our seats and waited for the breaks to do our job. When I saw Sirius, my heart skipped a beat. He was smiling yes, but the way he was moving, that fact that selfish façade wasn’t turn on showed me that each word Roxanne told me was true.

The match wasn’t going well. We were losing and mainly it was Sirius who messed up something. And the fact that the crowd was cheering as much as dead person would, I decided to do something.

“Come on, girls! Let’s bring back the spirit of the game.”

“(Y/N), we are…”

“I don’t care! You are a cheerleader! Your job is to lift up the spirit and courage of the team and the audience! So move your asses and dance!”

Hopefully, the girls knew my temper so my word actually encouraged them rather that offend them.

When I need motivation
My one solution is my queen
‘Cause she stay strong (yeah yeah)
She is always in my corner
Right there when I want her

We sang a part of a famous cheerleader song. As we were dancing I suggested making a pyramid. Everything was going fine, the public was up and clapping for us. But suddenly everything went dead. I turned around and saw somebody lying on the ground, somebody wearing the number 9. I jumped and ran towards the body. Pushing all the boys all around it I fell down on my knees.

“Oh my god! Sirius, are you okay?!”

“Yes, I think so…”

“Good. Now stand up and kick some asses for me, okay?”

“Why?”

“Because if you do it, I will find a way to cheer you up after what happened.”

“And how is that going to happen? Because I don’t believe y-”

I did something I would never normally do – kiss him in front of everyone. It was a short one of course but the feeling was amazing. I’d wanted this for such a long time.

“If you win, you might, maybe, probably, 50% have the chance of getting more.”

“You know how to cheer me up, babe.”, he smiled and I helped him got up. He wasn’t hurt that bad so the match continued. I think there’s no need to tell you who won and what price the winner received.

drbobbimorse  asked:

One: I hope you feel better! Drink all your fluids and get lots of sleep! Maybe you'll just wake up and it'll be gone lol Two: for asks, I just did a bunch asks involving tropes for some of my OCs, so you should do the same. 3 tropes for Ariana!

Aww thank you so much lovely! Yeah I’ve been drinking so much water over the last few days haha. Fingers crossed I wake up tomorrow and feel alive because I have a whole day of rehearsal ughhh. 

Anyway ooh yay this should be fun! Okay 3 tropes for Ariana:

  • Black Magicial Girl - I mean this is pretty obvious! Ariana inherited a lot of power and most of it came straight from Jennifer Blake so she’s got a dark streak running through her veins and she struggles to control her abilities. She’s been causing little earthquakes all throughout Beacon Hills and her abilities will only get stronger with time which makes everyone around her nervous because who knows how strong she’ll be and what damage she’s really capable of?
  • Broken Bird - Ariana has gone through hell and back so far in TMD so safe to say this trope fits well! She lost both her parents at a young age and grew up being tossed between several abusive foster homes, only to end up creating her own family with her two best friends and then they both died in front of her. As a result Ariana definitely puts on a bit of a sarcastic and dry front, trying to make herself seem strong and capable to make up for the damage inside her. 
  • Badass Bookworm - Ariana may be tiny and unassuming but she’s also incredibly intelligent and she doesn’t need her supernatural abilities to fix problems all the time. She’s the Chemistry Queen of her year level, putting Lydia Martin to the test with her brains and she can whip up a deadly poison in a matter of minutes. 

anonymous asked:

Hello~ I love this blog! (Even though it's still new, lol.) Um, could I request the RFA Members' and V & Saeran's reaction to MC being very worried about passing their upcoming finals? For example, not eating or sleeping properly to study, crying from stress, etc. That's where I'm at right now, and I could really use some cute anime babes to cheer me up T_T Thank you!~


SORRY THIS ASK WAS FROM MONTHS AGO BUT I’M BACK FROM THE DEAD SO HERE. I’M A POS FOR NOT DOING THIS SOONER JFC

Yoosung
  • He gets it
  • Like, seriously. He understands 100%
  • But when you start skipping meals, Yoosung is not okay with it
  • And when you cry? He doesn’t know how to deal with it
  • In order to motivate you to eat, Yoosung starts cooking you homemade meals while you study
  • Yoosung can’t cook tho
  • He’s running around the kitchen, opening windows and fanning towels at all the fire alarms
  • Even though he thinks the loud noises disrupt you, you are actually put in a better mood from the comedic failures of Yoosung
  • He’s happy to have been able to help, but has to order take out
  • Both of you sit at the coffee table, studying while eating some good take out until Yoosung puts you to bed

Zen

  • Zen hates seeing a lady cry
  • As soon as you start to break down, he declares it break time
  • He sits you on his lap and holds you close, until you calm down
  • Then he helps you study
  • But when you refuse to eat, because you’re too busy, Zen takes you out
  • on a romantic dinner date
  • He only lets you work until a certain time, because he doesn’t want you to miss out on your beauty sleep
  • He doesn’t want to miss out on his beauty sleep either, but doesn’t want to sleep without you

Jumin

  • It’s been a hella long time since this man has done any schoolwork
  • But work in general?
  • Boi he’s the CEO of one of the biggest Korean companies
  • He’s there to sit with you and help you organise all your thoughts, so that you can study accordingly and still remember everything
  • But when you start to skip meals? And sleep?
  • Not in his house… or penthouse. Fuck I forgot he’s rich af
  • Jumin calls in a chef to make delicious healthy foods you can’t resist, so you’ll eat
  • He also will literally pick up your stressed ass and cater you to bed when it’s time

Jaehee

  • Jaehee truly understands
  • Like literally her middle name is stress
  • When you cry, she quickly comes to your aid
  • You help her stress levels reduce like no other, so she’s glad to return the favour
  • She helps you study until you can handle it on your own
  • She doesn’t force you to go to bed, since she pulls all nighters all the time
  • Jaehee doesn’t want to be hypocritical
  • So she makes you both coffee, grabs cans of Red Bear, and you both work side by side all night
  • Until you guys fall asleep on each other

707

  • He understands stress
  • Like, great amounts of stress
  • Like literally “if you don’t finish this by the deadline ima have to take you out” kind of stress
  • Fucking Vanderwood
  • Seven is in great pain when he sees you reach unnecessary stress levels
  • He sits you on his lap and holds you until you stop crying, and shares some Honey Buddha Chips to keep you eating
  • He cracks a few jokes about schoolwork and how retarded people can be
  • Soon enough, you’re ready to keep studying
  • He lets you study until you feel as if it’s enough, and then lets you sleep on his lap
  • Basically spoils you to death

V

  • V usually stays calm in stressful situations, so he doesn’t really understand firsthand what you are going through
  • But, he is an understanding person, and gently calms you down when you feel like you’d lose it
  • Just being around him could make anyone calm
  • Like marijuana
  • Oh my god V is made of marijuana
  • He of course holds you close and makes you feel better until you’re done crying
  • He knows how to deal with this stuff because he took so much of Rika’s shit
  • And when you refuse to eat, he reasons with you and makes you a small dish
  • He doesn’t want to interfere with your work, so only he speaks when you need his support
  • Just kinda let’s you do your thang while making sure you’re healthy
  • Because being a bystander didn’t work out well with Rika

Saeran

  • Saeran is pretty familiar with stress
  • Since he’s an unstable lil muffin
  • But when you start crying, he kinda becomes gap moe
  • He doesn’t want his princess to cry
  • So, of course, he panics a little bit on the inside before hesitantly deciding to hug you
  • And he’s not very touchy, usually, since he has trust issues
  • So that pretty much makes you feel all better
  • He threatens to force you to eat, if you keep this up
  • Of course in the attempted least scary way as possible
  • He still needs practice on this whole interacting with people thing
  • He lets you work until you’re tired, and gets flustered af when you fall asleep on him
  • He carries you to bed and watches you until he falls asleep, in the least creepy way possible
After a Bad Day HC: Peter Maximoff

Originally posted by americanhorror-story-addict

Originally posted by couplezzz

(not my gifs)

A/N: The first gif is evan peters in ahs so that’s cool but he’s not big spoon like in the hc. Just imagine he is haha. 

Peter cheering you up after a bad day would include: 

  • him knocking a thousands time a second until you open your door because he knows you need his cuddles and won’t leave till he knows you’re happy again
  • him being the big spoon as you both watch Grease
  • peter getting all the food
  • when he comes back he has two bowls full of spaghetti and you are pretty sure he stole them from the cafeteria
  • disappearing half way through the movie and returning with his hands clutching a bunch of chocolate bars
  • “Hey babe: roses are red, violets are blue, this chocolate is sweet, but not as sweet as you”
  • “Please tell me you paid for those”
  • “Yeah, yeah, yeah I did… but with money I stole from Alex’s pocket”
  • “He will actually kill you when he finds out”
  • “Seeing you happy again would be worth it”
  • hitting him with a pillow for being so cheesy
  • a pillow fight (more like war) starting because of this
  • you winning because you hopped on top of him and shoved the pillow over his face
  • “I CAN’T BREATHE”
  • “DO YOU GIVE UP”
  • “YES YES JUST GET THIS OFF ME”
  • smiling triumphantly over your victory
  • “There it is” he said fondly
  • not understanding what he was referring to and getting confused
  • “There is what?”
  • peter sitting up and hugging you while saying “your beautiful smile” in your ear
  • blushing because he’s the sweetest thing ever
  • “Thanks for cheering me up”
  • “Anytime, babe”
  • him pulling you back down onto the bed for some post-war cuddles

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Late Night Needs

Juice imagine based off the request:

“I love your blog and your writing!!! Its soooo good 😀Id love you to write an imagine when Juice’s Old Lady calls him to check whether he behaves on a run and it turns into a phone sex 😄 Hope thats  ok with you 😊”

Wrapped up in your duvet, fresh from the shower, you decide to call Juice.

He’s been on a run for a couple of days, and he’s not due home for a few more. Whenever he goes away it’s hard on you. All you seem to feel is worried and alone, no matter how many times he reassures you he’s fine or tells you to go over to the clubhouse and hang with some of the girls.

Picking up your phone, you dial his number. It’s around eleven at night, so he might be asleep, but you call anyway, selfishly wanting to hear his voice for your own comfort and reassurance.

“Hey babe.” He answers on the second ring, your heart fluttering. There is tiredness laced in his tone, the run probably being a long and tough one.

“Hey. Sorry if I woke you, I just wanted to make sure you were OK.” You say sheepishly, picking a loose threat on your pillow case.

“No you didn’t, don’t worry, I’m just lying in bed at some motel. We’ve not long got in. The others have gone out to some bar but I wasn’t feeling it.” You smile sadly to yourself, knowing how down he gets when he hasn’t seen you in a couple days. To him, you’re his home. His anchor, the one who keeps him sane when he has every reason to go the other side.

“Cheer up, babe, you’ll be back with me before you know it.” You reassure him, trying to lift his spirits even though yours are damp and rotten.

You hear him sigh deeply over the phone, and you can just imagine him closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. Frustration at the fact that he misses you so much he can barely focus, frustration at the fact that these runs are always going to be a part of his life, and he needs to get used to having to be away from you. From not being able to protect you and love you twenty four hours of the day.

“I know, it’s just,” another deep sigh escapes him, “I miss you. I don’t like not being able to be with you, sleep next to you, make love to you.”

Your cheeks redden at the last part of his sentence, your body already responding as your core begins to tingle.

Yours and Juice’s sex life was one for the record books. He knew your body so well, from head to toe, and knew just how to make you squeal and scream. He was completely electrifying, your body feeling so alive anytime he was even near.

He felt exactly the same about you, the flick of your tongue and the rhythm of your hips imprinted on his soul, no other girl could ever compare.

“I miss you too, baby. In more ways than one.” Your voice is just above a whisper, the words feeling naughty and dirty coming off your lips. “I hope you’re behaving yourself, Juicey.”

“I’m always well behaved unless it comes to you. You’re just so distracting, I can’t help myself.” You hear him moving around as he talks, probably getting himself situated for the conversation that’s inevitably going to happen.

You do the same, moving your hair back to flow across the pillow, crossing your legs as you lie on your back, your one hand resting on your stomach as the other holds the phone.

“Hey, it’s not my fault you can’t control yourself.” You tease him playfully, a smile on your face as you talk. “If I can resist my urges, you have to learn to resist yours.”

He laughs into the phone, your heart warming at the sound.“This is me resisting my urges. If I wasn’t resisting, I would’ve bailed on this run and I’d already be in between your legs by now.”

Your eyebrow raises, your hand fiddling with the hem of your underwear. You’d never had phone sex before, but you were so comfortable with Juice that you would try most things.

“Is that a fact?” you purr. Juice feels his cock stir, his mind already full of things he’s done to you, things he’d be doing to you if he were there right now.

“Are you questioning me, kitten? Cause last time I checked, I made you come three times the other night, just using my tongue.” His tone is proud and cocky, and you’d roll your eyes right now if you weren’t so turned on.

“Did you? Must’ve slipped my mind.“ you tease, knowing full well it hasn’t slipped your mind at all. You can still remember the feeling of being absolutely spent, but Juice continued, encouraging you and bringing you to your third explosive orgasm.

You bite your lip, your hand slipping into your panties as you run your fingers up your folds. A small gasp leaves your lips at the contact, Juice knowing your body well enough to recognise the sound.

“Holy shit. Are you touching yourself right now? Fuck…” His voice trails off as you squeeze your thighs together in anticipation, him having full control over you even when he’s miles away.

And miles away he is, with his hand wrapped around his shaft and he starts to pump slowly, his thumb circling the head of his cock.

“How is it, that we don’t even need to be in the same state, and you can still make me rock hard?” You almost come right then, knowing the effect you have on him. It always drives you insane, knowing that you are the one who makes him hard, makes him come.

You moan quietly into the phone, your fingers creating circles on your clit as you hear his breaths speed up, the thought of him getting himself off making your body ache with hunger. Hunger for him.

“Fuck, Juice, I wish you were here.” you pant, your body tingling with pleasure as you tease yourself, running your finger up your slit and dipping slightly into your opening.

He tightens his hand around his member, squeezing slightly as you talk. You sound so desperate, so needy, a deep moan leaving his mouth as he knows that you’re needy for him, for his fingers, for his cock.

“I wish I was there too, baby girl. I wish I could feel your lips around my cock, you always look and feel so good when you’re on your knees.” You whine down the phone, the submissive side of you moaning in pleasure. There was nothing more you loved than being on your knees, Juices hands gripping your hair as he fucks your face, his moans filling the air.

You move your hand faster, circling your clit as you writhe in pleasure. Your body is on fire, so sensitive and alert, craving for its release.

“Fuck, Juice.“ you moan, putting the phone on speaker and placing it on the pillow next to you. You slip a finger into your entrance, releasing a long moan as you curl your digit, hitting your sensitive spot perfectly. You rub your clit with the other hand, the combination bringing you closer and closers to the edge.

Your moans drive him, his hand moving faster and faster on his pulsing cock as he squeezes his eyes shut in pleasure. You sink another finger into yourself, thrusting your fingers and circling your most sensitive spot.

“Baby…I’m close.” you pant, biting your lip to try and keep your moans of pleasure at bay. Even as you work your own body to the edge of pleasure, you wish it was Juice, him holding you as you ride out your orgasm.

“That’s it baby, make yourself come for me, all over your fingers. I can’t wait to make you come around me when I’m back home.” His words are your trigger, your body falling over the edge, your fingers riding you through the ecstacy.

The sounds of your heavy breaths and squeals bring Juice to his own release, his body tensing as spurts of come shoot out the end of his cock, his hand continuing to milk his shaft as he comes down from his high.

You’re both silent for a minute, panting and coming down from your intense phone call.

“I love you, Juicey.” you tell him, your eyes heavy with sleep. He smiles lovingly to himself, knowing you’re falling asleep.

“I love you too, Princess. Sweet dreams, I’ll see you soon.”

Originally posted by oscaricaas

A/N - Hope you liked this Juice request!!! My requests are always open and if I feel inspired by the request then I’ll happily do it :) I’m thinking of writing a Negan (TWD) imagine so let me know you’d be interested in that and send me any requests! Thank you for reading, until next time ;) xxx

Sex and Confessions (MATURE)

Can you do an imagine where y/n and Justin hate each other and have to be partners in school and you go to his house and you end up fighting but then he kisses you then do the dirty then after that he confesses his attraction to y/n? Btw I love you

“For your next project, you’re going to need a partner.” The moment those words left the teacher’s mouth, everyone began to chat across the room to their chosen person. “But, you don’t get to choose. I have a list here of who will be working with whom for this assignment.” The class groaned in annoyance.

The teacher read down the list quickly. “Jones and Wilson. [Y/L/N] and Bieber. Smith and..” I didn’t care to listen to the rest, my mind went blank as my body filled with dre ad. I groaned loudly and complained as I thought of having to working with Justin.

“I can hear you, [Y/L/N].” I heard Justin hiss from a few rows next to me.

“I did say it out loud.” I scoffed, rolling my eyes at him. “Sir, can’t I be with someone else?

“No, these are your assigned partners. You might want to get to know them because you’re going to be seeing them quite a lot from now on.” The teacher seemed to love seeing us all complaining; he smiled.

I turned to look at Justin who sat smirking at me, I sent him a blank stare. “Shall we say, my place tonight?” The grin only got bigger once the words left his mouth. “Give me your number and I’ll text you my address.”

I sighed and stood up, making my way over to him. I handed him my phone so he could type in his number. He texted himself so he could save the number and know it was me. I grinded my teeth in annoyance.

“Cheer up, babe.” He looked smug, I hated that. “I’ll see you tonight.” He sent me a wink as I walked away. I huffed and slumped to my seat.

Later

Once I knew it was the right house, I hesitantly climbed out of my car and dragged myself up to the front door. I knocked lightly three times and waited, trying to ignore the voices in my head saying to turn around and go home.

I was greeted by Justin. He stood in white basketball shorts and nothing else, I shuffled uncomfortably. “Come in.” He moved aside and let me in, I slowly stepped inside. He guided me to his room, making me sweat involuntarily.

“Let’s get this over with.” I sighed, dropping my bag to the floor, he stopped abruptly. A deep frown edged on his face.

“You could sound more enthusiastic about this, [Y/N].” He glared at me, sighing as he sat on his bed.

“Honestly?” I laughed sarcastically. “I couldn’t if I tried, that’s the best I’ve got.” I chuckled under my breath.

“Do you ever take a break?” He sent me a quizzical look, his gaze never leaving me.

“What do you mean?” I moved on the spot as I felt uncomfortable once more.

“I mean, do you ever take a break from being such a bitch?” He spat, standing up. “You don’t have to be here, so fuck off if you wanna leave.” He muttered, running a hand through his hair.

“Wow, okay.” I scoffed at his sudden outburst. “And I do have to be here actually, trust me, this is the last place I want to be.” I rolled my eyes.

He moved closer to me. His jaw was shut tightly while his eyes glared into mine. His whole presence darkened as his stare kept on my face. “Don’t leave.” His voice contrasted with his expression; he sounded defeated but looked as though he could throw a thousand knives with his words.

Before we both knew it, his lips were moving with mine and his body was pulling mine closer hungrily. He moved his lower body against my own while my hands roamed his hair. The unexpectedness of the situation didn’t even enter my mind at this point, I was too busy basking in how good his lips felt on mine.

He let out a soft groan while guiding me over to his bed, dropping me down onto it and wasting no time, pressing his body down on top of me. Everything around us stood still as we writhed against each other. His hands only left my body to pull my shirt over my head, they returned immediately to graze over my body. “Fuck,” I heard him mumble, it was almost none existent however.

One by one, we discarded each other’s clothes until we lay completely bare, open to each other’s eyes. The quiet sounds of cars driving by and low chatter of people walking by outside was present in the room, but we paid no mind to it as we felt the heat between us. Without warning, Justin thrusted his hips against mine, making me cry out with shock and pleasure. His body tensed and relaxed.

I bit down on my bottom lip, grazing my teeth against it continuously. His motions were fast and hard, making me jolt every time he slammed into me. His eyes burned into my face while I threw my head back at the intense pleasure. His hand removed itself from my waist and his thumb and index finger pulled my lip from the trap between my teeth. “I wanna hear your pretty, little moans.” He whispered against my lips before letting his own touch them.

I let out an involuntary whimper at his words and his tone, he smirked down at me as he thrusted his hips forward with more force each time. “J-Justin,” I gasped as I felt the pleasure increase. Our body’s collided to together, over and over. Justin’s hands didn’t seem to be able to leave my body.

“Y-You close already?” He grunted, looking down at me. I tightened around him, feeling my high coming closer. I simply nodded. “Then I better get you there, right?” He subtly picked up his pace, he moved his head so his lips were against my ear. “Are you gonna cum for me? You’re just a little bitch, aren’t you? You never know when to keep your trap shut.” He spat, biting down on my neck.

I simply gasped at his words, the feeling of his long length inside of me, pushing in and out, hitting the right spots perfectly, bringing me closer. “What’s the matter? All those times you run your mouth at me, and when I’m giving it to you good and hard, you go quiet on me? That’s not the way I like it, babygirl.” He pouted, thrusting his hips deeper into me. “Now speak to me,” He slammed harder into me, making me cry out. His jaw clenched. “Show me how good I’m fucking you. Me, Justin, the boy you despise so much. Who would’ve thought?” A smirk made its way onto his face.

“Justin, shit. Please.” I cried out once more, wrapping my legs tightly around his waist, giving him deeper access. He moaned in appreciation at my small movement.

“Is the little bitch going to let me make her cum? I know how bad you want it, I know how bad you need it.” He whispered into my ear softly. “By now, your body is weakening, it’s ready to let go and you’re ready to cum all over my cock. Now, cum for me.” He demanded, picking up the pace after slowly down ever so slightly. “Get there, [Y/N]. I want it, I want you to cum for me, fucking do it.”

And we both did. I writhed from beneath him, digging my nails into his back and dragging them along the surface of his skin as I felt the intense pleasure flowing through me. His thrusts became uncoordinated and messy as he let go, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he let out grunts and moans, curse words leaving his mouth so perfectly.

Justin collapsed off of me, panting. We laid there for a few seconds. I felt the tension begin to resurface.

“Uh, [Y/N], I gotta tell you something.” Justin shifted uncomfortably. I turned to look at his worried expression.

“Oh, God. What have you got?” I whined, moving my hands to my face. “I knew you slept around, but seriously?” I looked over at him.

He looked confused for a moment and then scrunched his face up. “No, I’m clean, I haven’t got anything.” He rolled his eyes, his chest still shining from the sweat that was previously building up. “I, uh, I like you. A lot. This whole hate thing, I don’t know, I guess it was just a cover up.” He shrugged and sighed.

“O-Oh.” I stuttered. “I had no idea.” I racked my brain for something to say, but nothing came out of my mouth.

“I mean, I think you’re gorgeous and fuck, you’re hot.” He chuckled. “And you can be a bitch, I’m not going to lie, but you’re a hot bitch.” He smirked, turning to look at me.

“Well this hate thing between us will come to an end, we’ll get to know each other and see where it goes from there.” I winked at him jokingly, he grinned at me once more.

“Baby, I just made you cum with my dick deep inside of you, I think we’re already pretty close.” He chuckled, rolling over and nudging his head into my neck, leaving open mouthed kisses down it.

multicityfandoms  asked:

Fluff with Yurio, please I've been having a bad week and fluff would cheer me up :,).

(( Of course babe ! I hope that you feel better soon ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡  In the meantime, have some fluffy headcanons ))

Yuri:

-Despite his grumpy exterior, he’s very caring towards his s/o and can easily pick up on when they’re feeling down

-When his s/o has had a tough week, he’ll be there to cuddle with them until their heart’s content. He’d totally surprise his s/o by building a fort with pillows and blankets for them to cuddle in

-Yuri will call his Grandpa and get his recipe for pirozhki to make for his s/o, since pirozhki always cheer him up when he’s sad

-Sadness calls for lots of kisses ! He’ll peck his s/o all over: from their nose, to their forehead, their cheek, and even sweet butterfly kisses on their neck

-If worst comes to worst, and his s/o just breaks down and cries, he’ll hold them tight and whisper reassurances to them in Russian

amber-irises  asked:

I've been feeling down and out, like no one actually likes me, and that I'll never ever find someone who actually likes me instead of me just being the butt of the joke. So, I thought that maybe some of the boys could cheer me up a little? Thanks.

((aMBER MY BABE I LOVE YOU AND I’M SORRY FOR NOT BEING AROUND ALL THE TIME BUT SOON AS SCHOOL IS OVER I’LL BE HERE FOR YOU))

Jack- You’s amazin’, Amber!

Davey- You’re so intelligent. You’re going far in life, I just know it!

Les- You’s my best friend!

Crutchie- You’s wonderful, Amber! An’ thanks ta ya, I got someone who’s so incredibly special ta me! I can’t thank ya enough!

Gazer- Ya coulda abandoned me like Pens did, but ya stayed. That means more ta me than ya know.

Spot- I guess I don’t hate ya as much as I hate other people.

Race- I agree with Davey! Though I’d rather ya use ya smarts ta help me win at gamblin’! *winks*

Katherine- We all love you, Amber. Don’t ever forget that!

Red Hands, White Knuckles

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Would you mind doing a very dominant reader x revenge Frank? Thank you very much I love your account

Frank… But wearing lingerie and being very submissive. Damn.
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So this is a bit of a departure for me… but I’m so excited for this! I don’t have much to say before this one… hope you all enjoy it! Bit of a long one, but I think for this it’s worth it :) The italics in the story denote text messages, the bold ones are Frank the plain italics are Y/N.

At the time i posted this, I really wanted to get this up. So while I have proofread it a few times, I haven’t been as thorough as I wanted to be. It’s still readable I just haven’t been as scrutinizing as I normally am. In the morning I’ll be editing it a bit more extensively, and I’ll post when that’s done! 

Warnings: D/S undertones, SMUT, interesting kink choices, language…. That’s about it!
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This was easily your favourite way to see him. Perched on his knees in the middle of your bedroom, gazed fixed on the floor as you looked him up and down. It seemed as if every time he came home from tour, when the pair of you did this, there was always new ink for you to explore on his body. 

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anonymous asked:

Kyle you gotta cheer your man up

Yeah, babe, I’m oh so sad. What will I do with these woes? Maybe a certain Jew can give me a pick me up, if you know what I mean.~
-Eric

I can’t pick you up, Fatass, I’ll break my back.
-Kyle

Goddamnit, Kyle, don’t be a smartass. Instead, why not work your magic on my ass? Or send me some nice judes or something. Come on, I’m dying over here.
-Eric

Judes?
-Kyle

Jew nudes, basically what you send me when you’re in the mood to.
Come on, babe, cheer me up.~
-Eric

Not when you’re whining like a small child.
-Kyle

Fucking asswipe.
-Eric

Fat douche.
-Kyle

Oh now, you’re just fucking with me.
-Eric

Alright, alright, I’ll do something to make you happy.
-Kyle

Fuck yeah.
-Eric

bangmejiminie  asked:

Immmyyyy pls blast me with some fluffy jikook headcanons to cheer me up 🙆🏻🙆🏻

Hey there babe! I wasn’t quite sure exactly what you wanted so I did recent Jikook moments! I hope you enjoy and I really hope this cheers you up. (Thank you @gottalove95z for making this with me!)

+ Jikook discussing what they were going to be for their halloween special. “Maybe we should do our own thing.” “No let’s match.” “Why?” “We arE A CouPLE WE MUST BE CUTE AND MATCHING.

+ Jungkook is horrified by the bunny costume that Jimin picks out. “Hyung you’ve gone too far” “Shut up, it’s adorable.”

+ Jungkook only agrees to keep it on because Jimin keeps kissing his nose and calling him “my little bunny.”

+ Jimin originally planned on being a fox, but…: “Fine, if I’m a bunny, you’re my lettuce.”

+ Jungkook is trying to act all tough and sexy for the fans at a fan sign and Jimin thinks: "I gotta mess with him.” Jealous Jimin is the only one allowed to see Jungkook be sexy.

+ Jimin keeps pinching his thighs and grabbing his hands under the table. Jungkook’s caught off guard cause Jimin isn’t usually so bold in that way.

+ Theres totally a blow drier under the table and so Jimin aims the blow drier at Kook’s sensitive abs, making him squeak. Jungkook laughs it off and plays with Jimin, but Jungkook is nervous/ turned on so he fumbles with the blow drier which he accidentally aims at his face. @gottalove95z

+ Jimin letting Jungkook know he’s done filming his gym teacher scene and goes to wait outside. "Okay hyung, I’ll be done soon.” Jimin waits for an hour and returns to see Jungkook invested in his drawing. “Jungkook, I waited an hour!”  “…Oh shit.”

+ Jungkook looks really guilty, so Jimin walks up to him when the cameras turn off and kisses his cheek, and compliments his drawing.

+ Jungkook makes it up to him later in the form of kisses. Lots of kisses. Instead of going straight home, Jungkook takes Jimin by the hand and leads them to somewhere else as a spontaneous mini date as a treat (he loves to spoil his hyung and vice versa) @gottalove95z

+ On the stage of a fan sign, Jungkook watches Jimin’s hand gestures and felt the pull to wrap him in his arms. It started off by him just wanting to feel his small wrists in his hands but then he started to have fun with it—Jungkook considers him his toy after all.

+ Jimin always lets Jungkook do whatever he wants, but most of the time he’s so used to it, that he doesn’t even notice that it’s happening. So he lets him play with him and control his arms—for now @gottalove95z

+ He tells Jungkook while everyone’s heads are turned: “Have you’re fun now, but later, I’ll be the one in control.” Jungkook gulps.