A/N:I know that I have been gone for a while, and that I haven’t posted any stories. The main reason is because I never had time. My weeks were always busy. But now that my main activity is over, I finally can start writing again! I’m very excited to start writing again. But this is crap, I’m sorry for the person who requested this. And that it has taken soooooooo long to post.
Pairing: Shawn X Female reader Word count: 640? Requested: Yes| love your writing!! can you write one where you’re an actress whose dating Shawn but your a couple year older and people are making a big deal about it
Warnings: CRAAAAAP WRITING
Shawn Mendes (20) dating actress Y/N Y/L/N (24). Age gap, scary?
Shawn Mendes dating older woman.
Shawn Mendes confirms rumors of dating older actress Y/N Y/L/N. As everyone has been suspecting, Shawn Mendes (20) has confirmed the rumors of dating actress Y/N Y/L/N (24) during an interview with TMZ. He was asked, “There has been so many rumors going around about you and the actress Y/N Y/L/N. We were wondering if you can deny or confirm anything.” Shawn responds with, “Uh-yeah, I can confirm that we are together. And that we are very happy together.” We are happy for these two but the age gap, of four years, seems a bit scary….
“Hey babe,” You said as Shawn entered your apartment. He waved to you slightly as he was taking off his shoes, as well as he took off his coat. The smile on your face fell as you saw the state Shawn was in. “Shawn, are you okay?” You asked putting your phone down on the empty space of couch beside you. He mumbled something you didn’t catch, but he shook his head.
He sat beside you. “Shawn, tell me what’s wrong. Please.” You said running your fingers through his hair. He sighed before turning his head to look at you, his eyes saddened.
“It’s just all these articles saying that four years is such an age gap, when it’s not. It’s just getting on my nerves.” You continue to run your fingers through his hair trying calm him down.
“Shawn, we’ve been together for a year, and it hasn’t effect you until some stupid article said something?” You asked. He sighed. “I just wish people could get out of our business, we were fine until I confirmed things.”
“It’s not your fault Shawn. I want you to know that. It’s those people out there who just want to hurt us because they know they can’t be with you. They’re jealous of me because I have the hottest boyfriend ever.” You smiled. He chuckled.
“No, I think its the other way around. You’re the hot one.” He said as he turned his body to be on top of yours. His hands are on either side of you. You giggled at his quick movements. Your eyes met his and you watched as his eyes scanned your body.
“Thank you for cheering me up, babe.” He said with a smile on his face. “No problem. Now kiss me.” He giggled as he leaned down and pressed his lips against yours.
“Welcome Shawn Mendes everybody!” The crowd begins to go wild as Shawn waves to them, shyly. He still is trying to get used to do live interviews. “Shawn.” James Cordon said, Host of the Late Late Show. “James.” Shawn responded.
“You recently confirmed the vast rumors of you and Y/N Y/L/N dating, correct?” Shawn nodded in response. Shawn smile seemed not like his famous, happy one. “You don’t seem happy about this fact, can I ask what’s going on?” James asked.
“Well, Y/N and I have been together for over a year, and we were doing great. But we knew that if we told the press they would be stuck on one fact. And that fact is that she is four years older than me. But we never had a problem with it. None of our friends have problems with it. And whats most important is that our families don’t have a problem with it. But the press and people, that call themselves our fans, have a problem with it. We are happy together and it doesn’t really matter what other people think of our relationship other than ourselves.”
“Well said Mendes, well said. Hear that everyone! Stop pestering this poor guy and his beautiful girlfriend!” Shawn chuckled at James as the interview continued.
“Any songs on SM3 about Y/N?” James went on to ask. Shawn smiled shyly and let out a breathy laugh. “A few, yeah.”
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.
The last thing you were expecting when you went grocery shopping that day was to find a puppy cowering in the alleyway. Abandoning your previous goals, you retrieved the dog and brought it back home to give it a warm bath and proper food. The last thing Jin was expecting when he got home was to be bombarded by a dog that wasn’t Jjangu. Gently nudging the small dog away with his foot, he called out to you in confusion. Sheepishly gathering your new dog in your arms, you smiled and laughed nervously, reaching for an explanation as to why there were two dogs in the house now. Even though he chastised you for getting a new dog because “he was really cute and sad and he looked at me with these big eyes, Jinnie!”, he eventually surrendered after hearing its tragic background. He was less happy when you dragged him with you to the pet store to buy new supplies to accommodate two dogs, but he was helpless to your pout whenever he tried to tell you to put something away. As he watched you happily stroll to the car with your shopping car, he held onto his crying wallet. How was he going to survive to three pairs of puppy-dog eyes?
“<y/n>, I love you, but if you end up picking up every animal you see on the street we’ll become a zoo eventually.”
Yoongi eyed you suspiciously as you sat on the couch, eyes flittering nervously around the room. He strode to the other end of the room, collapsing next to you, pulling you close, and whispering in your ear, “What are you hiding from me, <y/n>?” Through your stammered denials and nervous excuses, Yoongi heard it. The sound of a dog that wasn’t Min Holly. Turning around, he was greeted by the sight of a white toy poodle, which was definitely not his dog. Before he got the chance to argue, you scooped up your new dog defensively in your arms, stating that Holly needed a new sibling and you found the perfect dog to be with her. The two of you wouldn’t back down from either sides of the argument, Yoongi trying to be reasonable about space and money issues, while you were pulling out the charms to hit his weak points. You knew you won the argument when you found Yoongi sleeping on the couch later that night with both dogs curled up on his chest.
“I’m only letting you keep it because it makes Holly happy. Don’t smile at me like that, <y/n>.”
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 ♥
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
“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
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
“(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?”
“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
“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
“(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.
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,
“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
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.
BTS Reaction To Their GF Taking Off Their Make-Up After An Award Show
You see him coming back from stage. He sits exhaustingly on the chair in front of you and sighs.
‘The dances are more and more difficult ! I’m exhausted….’
You take the cotton and the make up remover. He closes his eyes and relaxes.
You take off his make up gently. He opens his eyes, a small smirk forms on his lips
‘Seeing you cheers me up so much, love’
He just finished the show and now he is sitting in front of you. You pick up everything to take off his make up. He watches all of your moves like he was mesmerized by them
’Are you exhausted Y/N ?’
'No Yoongi I’m fine’
'Don’t forget to rest’
'Yes Yoongi don’t worry’
He will make sure you have enough rest and that you are healthy everytime
'AAAAAAH I can’t stand up anymore’
You laugh a little at his attitude after stage. You take off his make up. You do some skin care.
When you are massaging him he does a weird face. You thought that you were hurting him so you ask him if he was okay
'I can’t be better than i am right now babe. Your hands are so soft. It feels so good’
He sits on the chair like a grandpa before smiling at you. You take off all of his make up then you do some face treatment
’I’m going to use this ! It’s better for your skin it will be so soft after’ you say
'I’m lucky to have a girlfriend that knows what’s good for me’ he says with a bright smile on his face
'Luckily our fans were here to cheer us up but now i’m so tired’
Jimin appears sweating and panting. He sits on the chair
'Don’t forget to rest’ you tell him worried
You take off his make up and do some face treatment. You make sure to do it softly so he can relaxes
'Waaah your hands are so soft. Can you do that forever please’ he says laughing
Taehyung came back from stage. You are whipping off his make up but he can’t stop moving
'Taehyung stop moving please i can’t do my work correctly’
'Sorry Y/N but it’s tickling’
You try to concentrate but he moves and giggles everytime making your work impossible but he is so cute with his little boxy smile. You can’t be angry at him
'Ugh i can’t be mad at you. You are too cute. Raaaah’
He blushes and laugh at your reaction making him even more cute
You take the make up off of Jungkook’s face. He looks at you without any expressions. You feel embarrassed because of his intense stare. No words were coming from his mouth when suddenly
'You are even more beautiful when you are concentrate’
You freeze because of those sudden words. You blush a little not knowing what to say
'Well thank you Kookie’
He smiles shyly at you all the time until you finished
“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.”
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
Soulmate AU. Whatever you write on your skin appears on your soulmates.
“Oh she writes so cute!!~” He watched as his hand filled with your
writing, apparently you had a test on Wednesday, same as him actually.
And it was for the same class! He struggled not to hoot, but couldn’t
hide it from Komi. “You look like you’re going to scream Bokuto.”
“My soulmate IS HERE!!”
The third years burst out laughing at his yell, the coach telling him to pipe down. Washio spoke up “just gotta find her.”
practiced even better at the revelation, looking like a top 3 ace. He
never really thought to write on his arm to his soulmate, generally
being busy with volleyball and trying to get his grades up. But now he
was going to do it! When he got home he immediately grabbed a pen and
started writing. “Hey hey hey cutie! Name’s Koutarou, what’s yours?”
“What, Kou? Like the sound an owl makes?”
were freaking out slightly, knowing that Koutarou was a really
attractive guy. ‘And he’s my soulmate’ you squealed into your pillow.
He laughed at what you had written, writing a smiley face. You stopped squealing and wrote your name. “Y/n is my name owl.”
wrote his phone number, you rapidly getting you phone out and saving it
under “thicc owl”, sending a message. Koutarou hooted excitedly, saving
you under “soulmate”.
You both decided to meet before his
volleyball practice, after school. In the morning, you had a small
drawing of an owl with a heart on your wrist, along with a “good
morning!” You fought the urge to squeal, getting ready.
passed Koutarou a lot during classes and on lunch, Kou always gushing
to Keiji about the heart you had drawn in return that morning. You
smiled every time you passed him, still not quite believing he was your
soulmate. Koutarou was still in shock at having found you! He couldn’t
wait until school ended and was antagonizing his fellow third years and
Keiji with it.
Koutarou was fidgeting in front of the
gym, as he waited for you to arrive. You had text him ahead of time
saying you were going to be late as you finished up cleaning the
classroom. Washio patted his back as he went into the gym, stressing Kou
out further. He looked down on his phone before he heard footsteps,
snapping his head up. There you were, avoiding his gaze and looking
“Sorry for being late Bokuto-san, I think I-”
“Call me Koutarou, you’re my soulmate after all!”
You looked so cute blushing that Kou already knew he was a goner.
“Sakusa-san is very good.”
You laughed, kissing his pouting lips.
“You’re one of Tokyo’s representative anyway! You’ll get your revenge on Nationals!”
“You always know how to cheer me up babe~”
You squealed as he picked you up, the people turning to look at you both as he spinned you around.
no” you breathed, seeing Kou get into one of his dejected modes. You
caught the eye of Keiji, nodding as he went to get him out of his funk.
You fished a pen out of your pocket, always carrying one on your person.
You wrote on your hand “you can do it my owl~ I love you! <3”
Koutarou felt something on his hand, turning it to look. A grin
surfaced, looking more like the ace. You breathed a sigh of relief,
nodding to Keiji.
The next spike from Koutarou was a slam down the
line, changing the pace of the game. You sagged against the railing,
smiling. You cheered along everyone else as he made the last point,
Koutarou looking for you and winking, before being called by his coach
for a scolding. You laughed, having his bag with you and walking down to
meet him at the edge of the court.
You had a bemused smile at
the puppy being kicked expression he had, waving at Keiji and the other
boys. After he was “done” his smile was back, walking over to you and
taking his Jersey off; thicc owl indeed.
“Warn a girl next time. I
feel like I’ll faint.” You teased, your eyes never leaving his very
toned chest. He laughed, putting on the shirt he offered, which was the
wisdom of the ace shirt. You find the jersey and putting it on the bag,
which he took.
“You going to eat now? That was your last match owl~!”
He blushed at your nickname, pressing a kiss to the side of your head and taking your hand. “Yeah I’m a bit hungry~ let’s go!”
“Kou how many is that? I feel like we’re going to get kicked out!”
“It’s okay babe this is the last one promise.”
“You’ve been saying that four plates back.”
looked at the tower of plates he had, you could hardly look at him
because of it. You sighed, a wry smile on your face as you took out the
pen you used during the match. You started drawing on your palm, making
doodles of either Kou or owls. You didn’t notice when Koutarou stopped
eating, looking at his in wonder.
Koutarou got both heart and
tears in his eyes, getting emotional. You snapped out of it when you
heard his hiccup, standing up and going over to Kou. “Hey what happened
owl?” You embraced him, him standing up and making you squeal as he
hugged you back.
“I’m so glad you’re my soulmate.” With his voice
cracking, tightening the hug. “I’m so glad you are too.” Your voice
being muffled on his neck, wavering.
“Your chibi kouhai hasn’t gotten taller since you graduated Kou.”
You were both up on the seats, leaning against the railings, watching the new Karasuno.
“Think you can beat them now Kou?”
“Of course I can! Daichi and Asahi are no longer there after all!”
“But Hinata jumps even higher now, he’ll block you~.”
laughed, cuddling up into his side, his arm coming up to wrap around
your shoulders. One of the good things about being soulmates is that you
only had to pay for one tattoo, as Koutarou did, and only he received
the pain. It was two wings down your backs, horned owl wings of course
though Kou didn’t wear his hair like that anymore. He wore it on a bun
most of the times, finally letting it grow out long enough to do it and
more pepper than salt now.
The wings was his idea, and he
couldn’t stop tracing them on your skin as his cured. Koutarou had
another surprise for you, one you wouldn’t know until new years. A ring,
to make you his wife.
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
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 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
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 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
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
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 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
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 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
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.
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.