cherries for your lips

Nami’s List of Glamour Spells

A long organized list of all of my glamour spells by purpose.

Attraction/Charms:

💖 Charm (Pokemon Inspired) A spell to improve your charms and flirting
💖 Eye Catching Glamour Spell a spell to catch the attention of that special someone
💖 Honey Gatherer (Pokemon Inspired) to encourage others to compliment you
💖 “Kiss the Girl” Glamour Spell to encourage a consenting person to kiss you
💖 Siren’s Lipstick Spell make others hold onto every word you speak and be captivated by your voice
💖 Spiderclaw (Totally Spies Inspired) grab the desire and attention of others
💖 Words of Honey Glamour Spell to make your compliments be taken to heart and brighten another’s day

Beauty:

💖 Beauty Sleep Sachet Glamour wake up feeling beautiful
💖 Eye Catching Glamour Spell a spell to catch the attention of that special someone
💖 Fairy Aura (Pokemon Inspired) to bring your inner beauty out to the surface
💖  Glamour Chants for Beauty
💖  “I’m Hot Damn” Fire Charm for Attracting Attention spell to attract attention to your fiery beauty
💖 Mermaid’s Bath Spell a spell to promote your beauty and bring it out
💖 Milk Drink (Pokemon Inspired) promote beauty
💖 Pink Sugar Heart Spell (Mini Moon Inspired) a spell to promote cuteness and radiance

Confidence:

💖 Cherry Lip Bomb (Totally Spies Inspired) to bring confidence in your voice and to overcome vocal obstacles
💖 “I’m Hot Damn” Fire Charm for Attracting Attention spell to attract attention to your fiery beauty
💖 Red Hot Lozenge (Totally Spies Inspired) makes your words more feiry and intimidating
💖 Siren’s Lipstick Spell make others hold onto every word you speak and be captivated by your voice

Honesty:

💖 Honesty Lip Scrub Spell to help yourself to speak the truth

Intimidation:

💖 Red Hot Lozenge (Totally Spies Inspired) makes your words more fiery and intimidating

Invisibility/Evasion:

💖 Blur (Pathfinder Inspired) to go unnoticed by others 
💖 Chameleon Eye Shadow (Totally Spies Inspired) a spell to evade unwanted attention from others
💖 Invisibility (Pathfinder Inspired) spell to go unnoticed and travel unseen 

*All from my digital and physical grimoires; all spells were written by me.

AMERICAN GODS SENTENCE STARTERS

episode one - the bone orchard. ( contains violence and nsfw themes )

  • ❝ no expertise can surmount a sea that does not wish you to reach shore. ❞
  • ❝ wind can be reasoned with. ❞
  • ❝ celebration was cut short. ❞
  • ❝ only good thing about being in prison is the relief. ❞
  • ❝ tomorrow can’t do anything today hasn’t already managed. ❞
  • ❝ this country went to hell when they stopped hanging folks. ❞
  • ❝ no gallows dirt, no gallows deals. ❞
  • ❝ you know, i’m not superstitious. ❞
  • ❝ i don’t believe in anything i can’t see. ❞
  • ❝ i feel like there’s a fuckin’ axe hanging over my head. i can’t see it, but i believe it. ❞
  • ❝ i can see it fine. ❞
  • ❝ prison has a way of trying to keep you in prison. ❞
  • ❝ i smell snow. ❞
  • ❝ i love you. something feels weird. ❞
  • ❝ i love you too. what feels weird? ❞
  • ❝ the air feels constipated, like if it’d just push out a storm, it’d be okay. ❞
  • ❝ a hundred twenty hours till you’re home. ❞
  • ❝ waiting for the sky to fall is gonna cause more bother than the sky actually falling. which it isn’t. ❞
  • ❝ do not piss off those bitches in airports. ❞
  • ❝ i guess this must be your lucky day, huh ?
  • ❝ you nervous ?
  • ❝ just sit back and be a bird. ❞
  • ❝ i offer you the worm from my beak and you look at me like i fucked your mom
  • ❝ you’re just the first person i’ve met who isn’t an asshole. ❞
  • ❝ give me time. ❞
  • ❝ what would you have done, my boy
  • ❝ seems like a firm decision made for good reasons, i can respect that. ❞
  • ❝ you lost something vital in there, and not just time. ❞
  • ❝ what might i call you, if i were so inclined
  • ❝ always good to meet a fellow traveler. ❞
  • ❝ i usually end up getting what i want. on average, over time. ❞
  • ❝ it’s all about getting people to believe in you. it’s not their cash, it’s their faith. ❞
  • ❝ now, what’s keeping us aloft ? faith ? or newton ?
  • ❝ don’t rush into this, take your time. ❞
  • ❝ there’s always work for a big guy who’s smart enough to know he’s better off letting people think he’s dumb. ❞
  • ❝ by the end of your tenure, you could be the next king of america. ❞
  • ❝ a man gets out of prison, he should be focused above all on not going back. ❞
  • ❝ believe. ❞
  • ❝ i don’t think i have the talent for it. ❞
  • ❝ you … like me
  • ❝ i’m not what i once was. ❞
  • ❝ you’re perfect. ❞
  • ❝ i don’t know what i’m doing. ❞
  • ❝ what man does ?
  • ❝ do something for me. worship me. ❞
  • ❝ worship me. pray to me like i’m your god. your goddess. ❞
  • ❝ you feel so good. i could keep fucking you forever. ❞
  • ❝ say my name. ❞
  • ❝ beloved, i worship your breasts and your eyes and your cunt. and i worship your thighs and your eyes and your cherry red lips. ❞
  • ❝ i am yours, my beloved. ❞
  • ❝ go on, let go ! give me everything !
  • ❝ i love you. ❞
  • ❝ not that rushing into things can’t be a good thing … ❞
  • ❝ sex rushed into tends to work out best for all involved. ❞
  • ❝ okay, i’ve said ‘fuck off’ politely as many ways as i’m gonna. now i’m fixing to be direct. ❞
  • ❝ what the fuck do you know about [ ] ?
  • ❝ more than you, it seems. ❞
  • ❝ i’m not gonna work for anyone who’s got worse luck than me. ❞
  • ❝ call it. ❞
  • ❝ rigged games are the easiest to beat. ❞
  • ❝ you’re a little creepy, and you’re forward, and familiar, and i don’t like it. i don’t like you. ❞
  • ❝ who’re you ?
  • ❝ i’m a leprechaun. ❞
  • ❝ we don’t come from moscow, russia. or moscow, idaho, for that matter. ❞
  • ❝ no details. ❞
  • ❝ devil’s in the details. ❞
  • ❝ do you know who he is ? who he really is
  • ❝ he’s hustling you. he’s a hustler. ❞
  • ❝ damn right. i’m a hustler, swindler, cheater, and liar. it’s why i need assistance. ❞
  • ❝ name your price. ❞
  • ❝ how’d you do it ?
  • ❝ with panache. ❞
  • ❝ simplest trick in the world. ❞
  • ❝ i’ll fight you for it. ❞
  • ❝ win or lose, and you will lose, it’s yours if you fight me. ❞
  • ❝ can you feel the joy rising in your veins like the sap in the springtime ?
  • ❝ i wanted to be a part of your history. ❞
  • ❝ it’s just anger ––– makes you feel like you can change the outcome. ❞
  • [] had the nerve to ask me what i wanted him to do with it. i told him leave it where it found it. ❞
  • ❝ target would be more interesting than here. ❞
  • ❝ if there isn’t some kinda life after death, i’m gonna be so fuckin’ pissed. ❞
  • ❝ there is no closure from the dead. ❞
  • ❝ i’m sorry for your loss, [] , i really am. anyone tell you that yet ? anyone even hug you ?
  • ❝ hear me out, this is a good one. lex talionis. an eye for an eye. a blowjob for a blowjob. ❞
  • ❝ jesus, who knew i could be so angry ?! 
  • ❝ i am trying to get my dignity back here
  • ❝ don’t fuck with me, [
  • ❝ what’s he doing here ? what’s the plan ? what’s the game plan, man ? ❞
  • ❝ how auspicious, you must be special. ❞
  • [ ] is history. forgotten and … old. ❞
  • ❝ we have reprogrammed reality. language is a virus. religion, an operating system, and prayers are just so much fucking spam. ❞
  • ❝ the dominant fucking paradigm, [] , that is the only important thing. ❞
  • ❝ by the way, i was sorry to hear about your wife/husband. tough break. ❞
  • ❝ so, i will ask again: what is it [ ] is up to ? ❞
  • ❝ you saying you don’t know ? … would you tell me even if you did ?
Insecure (Peter Parker x Reader)


Authors note: this was requested by the lovley @signethatsmelol, also I hate myself bc I turned my precious babies against each other for the sake of fiction

Warning(s): some swearing, violence, angst BUT DW BC FLUFF AT THE END

Something was wrong. Seriously wrong. Maybe it was the unusual silence of the school halls after class or the fact that Peter hadn’t come to find you but something was definitely up.

You frowned as you made your way to your locker, your boyfriend of a year nowhere to be seen.  Opening it up, you loaded in your calculus textbook and a few other things before heading your academic decathlon club. You often found yourself looking forward to your team meets as you’d get to spend more time with your boyfriend, Peter and best friend, Flash.

You’d actually met Peter through Flash, when you’d first joined Midtown high. Flash had been your ‘tour’ guide as such, and he was extremely sweet towards you, he’d made you feel comfortable with the move to a new high school and even invited you to the team’s first meet of the year, although he was very flirtatious and you weren’t into that. Peter had joined the meet a little later than it had started because of his Stark internship and it was pretty much love at first sight from then on.

You’d grown to love his little stammer every time he talked to you, and that blush that spread from his cheeks to his neck every time you held his hand in public. You could even say you loved Peter Parker . That’s why you were so worried when he hadn’t come to meet you, the pair of you were inseparable so you knew something was wrong.

You were pulled out of your thoughts as your friend Michelle came running towards you, panic etched across her features. “Michelle?” You asked, turning from your locker to face her, concern stitched into your voice. She was hunched over, hands gripping  her knees as she struggled to catch her breath.

“I-it’s Peter” she began, drawing herself upwards. “He’s gotten into another fight”

Your eyes widened as she spoken, you slammed your locker shut as the curly haired girl lead you towards the fight. Within a matter of minutes, you found yourself behind a large gathering of people, formed into a circle. People were cheering and filming the ordeal. Hurriedly, you pushed your way through the bands of people, trying to get a better look at the scene.

“Excuse me, sorry. Pardon me”

What you saw after weaving your way through the crowds made your heart drop. Your friend, Flash and your boyfriend Peter.

They were currently standing opposite each other, faces swollen and bruised. Flash had clearly gotten the brute end of it, and looked like he was on his last legs. Peter on the other hand looked significantly less injured and you knew in that moment he had been the one to start the fight. You knew Flash had picked on Peter, that’s what made it hard to maintain your friendship with him but you never thought Peter would lash out on him like this.

“Say that again, I dare you” you heard Peter spit, bouncing his fist up and down menacingly. Through the pain, you could see Flash draw his lips into a cruel smirk.

“She doesn’t want you, she never has. She’s only with you to get back at me”

That was all it took for Peter to launch himself at Flash, you covered your eyes and bit your now quivering lip, as you heard the pair’s grunts of pain. You knew know that this wasn’t some stupid spat between boys.

This was about you.

Opening your eyes, you rushed out into the circle, the cheers from the crowd only sky rocketing. At this point, both boys were at either side of the circle, you rushed between them in an attempt to stop the violence. “Stop it!” You yelled breathlessly, looking between them. “Just stop it! You’re hurting each other!”

Both boys fixed their posture before looking at you. You stared Peter down, meeting his gaze with a confused look, you could see the guilt swirling in his eyes. Your attention was stolen, when Flash begun to speak up. “Get outta the way (Y/N), I gotta let this punk have it

Don’t talk to her like that” Peter seethed back. You shook your head, begging yourself not to cry as the two boys you cared about glared and growled at each other. You could see that Peter was tired and could tell that he was feeling guilty.

“Leave it Flash” you called out as he tried to advance. You turned to your boyfriend and grabbed him then by the wrist trying to get him out of there. You pulled him into a guest toilet and locked the door behind you. You sat him down on the lid of the toilet,  grabbing some tissue and running it under some cold water before pressing the compress to his bruised knuckles.

“What the fuck was that Peter?” You said, as you worked in silence. Peter could only watch as you moved about, making more compresses for his cuts before they bruised.

“I’m sorry” the brunette boy whispered, not meeting your eyes as you inspected his face. You paused, looking into his chocolatey orbs, anger swirling in them.

You’re sorry?!” You yelled, your calm facade breaking down. This wasn’t the first time Peter had gotten into a fight over you, in fact, they’d been happening a lot more recently. You’ve never mentioned it to him before, at first you thought he was being over protective, but now you could tell it was much more serious. “Sorry doesn’t cut it Peter! Do you know how many times I’ve had to pull you out of these situations? Do you know how many times I’ve had to save your ass from being beaten into the ground? Do you know how much that scares me? I don’t know what’s going on with you Peter but you need to sort this out.”

Your boyfriend flinched at every word you spoke, as if he was being

sprayed by acid. He knew what you were saying was true, but he couldn’t help it.

“Peter, I love you!” You cried out, as he gazed at you intently. “But you can’t keep fighting people over me! Flash is one of my best friends, and to see you both almost kill each other out there breaks my heart! I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but if it keeps happening, I don’t know if I can stay”

This time, Peter’s head snapped up, looking you directly in the eyes. “W-what are you - are you saying?” he whispered, voice low and uneven. He was standing now, and you could see his body shaking.

“I’m saying that maybe…” you sighed, backing away from Peter. “We should…take a break?”

“No!“Peter practically screamed, his voice cracking as he did so.

In the dim light of the bathroom, you could see his eyes glaze over as his body begun to shake. “P-please”

Peter…

“I meant it when I said I was sorry” he tried, his voice betraying him. “I don’t know what came over me, F-flash was just saying these awful things about you, a-about us and I began to doubt myself”

You neared your sobbing boyfriend, immediately feeling guilting for suggesting that you end things. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling his head down to rest on your shoulder as he cried. “T-they say I don’t deserve you, all the guys. T-they say you’re too good for me… and it’s true”.

You stroked his hair softly as he let out his emotions. You never knew that he’d felt this way, that this could have ever been the reason for his outbreak. That Peter Parker was insecure.

Baby no” you whispered but he didn’t stop there.

“You’re the kindest and sweetest soul and I don’t know what I ever did to deserve you. You’ve been with me through everything and I-I’m just… Peter” he hiccuped, pulling away from you with bleary eyes. “P-please don’t leave me, you’re everything I have”

“Peter…” you sighed, holding him close until he’d calmed down. “I-I’ll never leave you, I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry”. You clung to him, trying to tell him that you were there and that you weren’t ever going to let go, you cursed yourself for being such a terrible girlfriend. When you both pulled away, you looked up at Peter, feeling his love for you radiate off of his body. You stood on your tip toes and slowly pressed your lips to his, the taste of his cherry lip balm invading your tongue. His warm and familiar hands snaked their way around your waste, pulling you closer to him. You gripped the collar of his plaid shirt from under his jumper and tugged him towards you, wanting to be as close to him  as possible, wanting him to feel the love you had for him. All of Peter’s insecurities melted away in that moment, he knew that you would never leave him, he knew that you loved him and that none of the other guys meant anything to you, not even Flash.

When you’d both come up for air, a small smile graced your lips. Peter returned your smile, going to bury his head in the crook of your neck again. “I’m so in love with you” he whispered against the  skin of your neck.

“I love you too Pete”

You both stood in silence, holding each other, the only sounds being made were your giggles as Peter pressed kisses to your neck. “I really am sorry about Flash though, I know how much he means to you” Peter spoke, after a few moments.

You rolled your eyes, before ruffling Peter’s hair. “He was an asshole anyways, you’re all that I care about”

You both laughed before you pressed a quick kiss to Peter’s lips, making him blush. “Now we should probably get out of here before people think we’re up to something” you winked at him playfully , as he shook his head at your antics.

Peter only let out a laugh as you pulled away to unlock  the door. You  grinned back at him, admiring his smile, and the way it reached his eyes. You really loved Peter and god help anyone that tried to make your baby insecure again.

music aesthetics

lana del rey: champagne-stained kisses on love letters, vintage photographs, smoking in lingerie, sad girls & bad boys, wading in the ocean, flower crowns, california afternoons, red dresses, lipstick smeared on bedsheets, gold chokers

lorde: your favorite worn converses, fluorescent lights, eyeliner wings, ripped jeans, abandoned streets, kissing your best friend, combat boots, cherry cola, pinky promises, black nail polish, biting your lip, convenience stores at 2am

fall out boy: speeding down the highway at 100mph, screaming in the dark, smashing windows, fireworks, running until you can’t breathe, the shriek of tires on asphalt, wayward headlights, midnight revelations, the clink of glass bottles

More random prompt starters

- “I told you not to put the cat on eBay.”
- “I caught you red handed.”
- “Is that my shirt?”
- “Of all the places to have a quickie I wouldn’t have thought this.”
- “Are we really going to sit back and watch this happen.”
- “You shot the wrong one!”
- “Let’s all just take a deep breath.”
- “Trust me I know what I’m doing.”
- “Look I like oreos just as much as the next guy but this is too much.”
- “Strip poker, let’s play.”
- “What’s a water balloon fight without a little death?”
- “I swear it was already like that before I got here.”
- “All I did was threaten them, no harm no foul.”
- “You’re so impatient.”
- “Why do I smell fire?”
- “Your lips taste like cherries.”
- “I do not have a crush!”

Dorm/Apartment Safe Spells from My Grimoire

Here are some spells from my current online Grimiore that are safe to do in dorms and most apartments with if needed simple replacements in parenthesis by them.

Banishing:

Beauty:

Binding:

Calming:

Creativity:

Cleansing:

Cosmic Witchcraft:

Curses:

Dream Work:

Friendship:

Glamour:

Grounding:

Happiness:

Love and Self-Love:

Luck:

Memory:

Money:

Psychic:

Protection:

Strength:

Wishes:

Witch Tip:

Moving on After Fred Weasley Passes Away - Headcanon/Would Include

Warnings: This broke my heart to write):


  • You wouldn’t cry much towards the beginning. Of course when the news hit a barricade of tears fell freely but after that, you learned how to bottle it all up. Everything was so unreal you weren’t even sure if it what was real anymore.
  • Fred was your best friend, your other half, the love of your life.
  • After the Battle of Hogwarts you’d travel back to the Burrow with the Weasley’s.
  • He was buried shortly after the Battle. His casket was a sleek black color and shined in the rain that fell. You placed a flower on the top of his casket and choked on a shaky sob. George stood behind you and his hand found it’s way into yours, giving you a squeeze of reassurance as he cried with you. You had never felt more lost in your life. Your fingers twiddled with the diamond band wrapped around your finger. It felt more like a piece of mockery, there to remind you everyday of what you could now never have.
  • Molly spent an entire week in the twins’ bedroom. She didn’t talk, hardly ate, just stared blankly at the wall next to Fred’s bed. He had pictures of his Hogwarts adventures taped to the wall and she had memorized every prospect of the photos so much she couldn’t rid the image from her brain when she closed her eyes, but she didn’t want to forget.
  • At the end of the week George entered his and Fred’s bedroom for the first time since the Battle. He spent an hour talking to his mother. You never did find out what he said, but you remember the burning visual of Molly exiting the room with reddened eyes full of heartbreak.
  • Ginny spent the nights sleeping in her room with you and cuddled against your chest, silently weeping to herself. Your presence made her feel close to her late brother, like he had never actually left.
  • George, Molly, and you would clean out Fred’s half of the room. It was full of tears and once happy now sad memories. Like the large maroon tie blanket you had made for Fred on your anniversary. Or the book on Magical Creatures that Fred had stolen on accident in Diagon Alley while he spied on you from behind a bookcase. You were shopping for all your school supplies and the redhead had torn from his family, catching glimpse of you in the robes shop and managed to follow you two stores later not wanting to leave you. You eventually caught him as he tripped over a pile of books, the binds of knowledge cascading to the floor with a crash. You smiled and helped him up while introducing yourself. The rest was history.
  • Arthur stood in the doorway of the room watching the three of you clean. Deep aging wrinkles indented his forehead making him appear older than he really was. His face was long, drowning in sorrow. He didn’t say a word, just watched.
  • Ginny cried alone in her room. Harry tried to comfort her but his success was no avail. She locked herself away for three days, lost in a sea of depression.
  • Ron turned to Harry and Hermione who welcomed him with open arms. He was the first to open up after his older brother’s death.
  • You stayed at the Burrow for a almost three weeks before flying to France. You choice was rash but you needed to get away. Molly understood and wished you well. You didn’t know how long you would be gone but you hoped it would give you some time to come to terms with the heartbreak you were experiencing.
  • Fred used to tell you when you were in school together that he always dreamed of going to France. He never knew why. He was rubbish at speaking French and had no idea how he’d survive, but it was a dream of his.
  • Percy, Bill, and Charlie all stayed at the Burrow for a month or so. Their hearts ached at the lose of their younger brother.
  • George… George no longer felt like himself. It was as if a part of himself was missing, torn from his soul. He dragged through the day’s, closing down the shop for a while. After spending two weeks at the Burrow he moved back to the apartment above Weasley Wizard Wheezes that Fred and him shared. The second he walked through the door he broke down. Tears splashed against his cheeks as he finally let all his emotions pour out. He called you, practically begging you to keep him company.
  • Of course you obliged and flew back home immediately. You lived with Fred in the apartment too. It was your home as well and you had been putting off going back to the apartment as much as possible. The home held so many items from your past involving Fred and you. Where he proposed to you, where you had you first blow up fight, where you had you first time together, where you had the million of talks about your future together, and so much more.  
  • This made Molly feel a little better when she heard you would be staying with George for a while. She hated the thought of George being all along right after losing his best friend, his twin, his other half.
  • You left France still clutching a box full of Fred’s belonging. A heavy feeling invaded your heart. You took a train to London after landing then joined George at the shop.
  • The minute the door swung open George’s arms were thrown around your frame as he pulled you into a tight embrace. The barrier you had been working so hard to uphold, crumbled at his touch. Not because you felt you could finally let go of all the emotions being kept inside. No, you cried because George’s embrace reminded you of Fred’s. The way his hold tighten as you sobbed mirrored Fred’s actions identically. Your chest ached as you came to realize you future with Fred was gone. George’s salty tears splashed on the crown of your head.
  • The first week barely any words at all were exchanged. You would mumble a small ‘good morning’ to each other during breakfast but that was usually it.
  • George spent the days in his room and the nights at a bar across the street. This continued on for a week until you confronted him. You waited up all night, worried sick. He stumbled in around three in the morning, eyes brimming red, breath stenching strong from alcohol.
  • “George Weasley, what the hell?” You would screeched. His eyes snapped up at you resembling a deer caught in headlights. His gazed quickly fell to the floor as he shut the house door and brushed past you. You yelled after him making him halt in his path,
  • “George pease just talk to me! I know this is hard for you, believe me I do. He was your brother. You two have never been apart so I can’t even begin to imagine what you’re going through. George I’m here for you and you can talk to me because I lost him too. You did everything with Fred, you two started this business together and we both know he just wants you to be happy again. Please… just try, George. Try for me, try for Fred. Please. I just want to be here for you. If there’s something I did. If you hate me-” Your voice broke at the end and your knees gave up. Crashing to the floor a echoing cry invaded the air. George stood motionless watching you fall apart before his eyes. He could almost hear Fred scolding him and urging him to act. Fred would want George to comfort you, Fred would want you two to be there for each other.
  • George hesitantly crossed the room and bent to your level. His hand reached out, brushing a strand of messy hair from your face. Glancing up at him you started in to question him but George beat you around the bush. He seemed half sobered up and shook his head.
  • “Y/n… it’s not you, I swear. You’re the most purest human being in the entirety of the world, please don’t think that way. Every moment you and Fred were together I could never shake that from my mind, how perfect you are. But god Y/n every time I see you I think of my brother. He loved you more than anything in this world and I know he would hate me right now for not being there for you. I feel like I’ve let him down and that hurts more than anything. I see Fred everytime I look in the mirror, everytime I see the pictures on the fridge, everytime I walk into the shop, everytime I come home and everytime I see you.”
  • His words took you by storm but for once, it made sense. You had been sleeping in Fred and your bed, helping start the shop back up (mainly by yourself), and it probably didn’t help that you had been stealing items of Fred’s clothing, just wanting to be close to him again. For the first time since the Battle, you admitted the burden you’d been holding inside.
  • “I wish I could’ve saved him. If I wasn’t distracted by the helping that student- if I would have been paying more attention to Fred… he’d still be here.” You quivered. George’s eye soften and he shook his head.
  • “Y/n you know no one could’ve stopped what happen. I’ve spent every night laying awake wondering if I could’ve changed something. I’m not sure what god planned this, or if there even is one, but Y/n we had no control over this.” His arms locked around you pulling you against his chest. His lips planted against your forehead sweetly covering you in a blanket of comfort.
  • You spent the rest of the night in George’s arm. You shared memories of Fred, some sweet, some funny, and some that made you cry again.
  • “Remember the time the two of you enchanted endless snowballs to pelt, well technically, Voldemort in the face and Quill in the back of the head?” You giggled into the glass of cherry red wine you held to your lips. George leaned into the cushion of the couch and shook his head with a smile. 
  • “Classic!”
  • George spent the night in Fred and your bed- to keep you company of course.
  • He kept you company for the rest of the nights to follow
  • The two of you began to drift into a weird zone
  • You had always lightly fancied George but it was Fred you loved.
  • He would randomly start bringing you home flowers and other small gifts
  • Some days George would come home to find a bundled up new sweater placed on his work desk. You always claimed the things you bought him were on sale so you just couldn’t resist but George knew better
  • A strong connection was growing and it confused you- George too. You wanted another shot at happiness but you weren’t sure if you were ready yet until another vacant Friday night rolled around and you found yourself laying on the couch in George’s arm talking about the week and before you knew it he was leaning forward.
  • The first time you kissed George you screwed your eyes shut tightly and imagined his lips as Fred’s. You knew it was horrible but you had no clue what else to do. It was like you were cheating on your fiance- your dead fiance, with his twin brother. But when you realized it was George, you didn’t entirely hate it. It was actually quite a fulfilling kiss. A part from inside of you warmed up for the first time in a long time.
  • George had a sickening vibe settling in the pit of his stomach after he pulled back. His heart sped up at the newfound affection the kiss brought although kissing you made him feel like he was betraying his brother. Fred planned to marry you for Merlin’s sake and there George was, making out with his dead twin’s girlfriend.
  • But you kissed him again the next day and he didn’t pull away
  • And the next
  • And the one after that too
  • Kissing you made George think of his brother. Fred loved you and George could understand why. Kissing you, sleeping beside you, comforting you, it all made George feel as if he was somehow growing closer to his twin.
  • At first your relationship with George was based solely on the fact that he was identical to your late lover but as time passed on George made you feel differently than Fred did. Despite you never thinking it was possible, George taught you how to laugh again. He would slowly crack back into his prankster self again. It took his almost a full year after Fred’s passing to invent a new product for the shop or even enter the store for more than passing to get to the apartment. He tested out the product on you during breakfast one morning. Pouring a lilac solution into the base of your black coffee and giving it a swirl, George carried on with breakfast as if nothing had happen. Dragging in, you hugged George from behind before taking a seat at the nook. You instantly sipped on the brewed mixture in front of you and spit it out in shock as the odd flavor set in.
  • George howled in laughed and bent over the kitchen stove pointing towards you. Furrowing your eyebrows you set the mug down and spoke up agitated,
  • “George what the hell did you put in- oh my god!”
  • You realized the change in tone quickly and covered your face in embarrassment. Your voice was as deep as a well making you sound similar to that of a male that had spent over half his life heavily smoking. George rushed over and planted a kiss to your cheek.
  • “It worked!” Although you were thoroughly ticked off at his choice of targeting you, you were happy he was back to his old ways. The bills were piling up by the second and the landlord wanted the shop either back up and running, or both of you to move out. Dumping your infected cup of coffee down the sink drain you started to make a new batch. Smiling to yourself you laughed softly,
  • “Well, I’m glad to have you back, George.”
  • That was only the beginning. George and you spent almost every moment inventing and creating new sale items. The first handful were absolute rubbish but it didn’t matter. Both of you were trying to get back in the swing of things and sometimes that took a while.
  • Within three months Weasley Wizard Wheezes was back up and running again.
  • Sales flooded in and shot straight through the roof steadily for a long term.
  • As a ‘thank you’ present for helping him get back on his feet George invited you out for a fancy meal out on the town.
  • You decided on a Muggle restaurant and dressed to the nines. George’s jaw skimmed the floor when you walked out of your room and slipped on your heels. He held your hand and escorted you out.
  • During dinner you had ntoiced how fidgety and nervous George was acting. You made the choice to question him on it over a glass of champagne right before the main course and he physically stiffened. Tilting his glass back, George chugged down the large intake and wiped his lips on the red amber napkin. His hands clasped together then unclasped at his side. His soft eyes found yours and he darted them back down to the tablecloth.
  • “It’s just- well, Y/n… what are we?”
  • It would get silent very fast and he would instantly fill it.
  • “What I mean is, I like you… I like you a lot but I know how you felt about my brother. I saw the glint in your eyes that would sparkle whenever you saw him and how happy you two were together and Y/n I want to be able to make you as happy as Fred did. With that being said I don’t want you to be with me because I remind you of him or because you can’t stop thinking about Fred. I’m not gonna lie at the start of our, uh, relationship I was hanging out with you because you made me think of Fred but all those late nights and million cups of coffee have made me realize the truth. I love you Y/n- and not because you dated my brother. I love you for you and I think I have for a very long time. What I’m asking is… Y/n would you um, like to be my girlfriend?”
  • You cried, a lot. George’s heart broke at the sight only confirming the love swelling in his heart. His feelings were genuine and it warmed your soul. You lunged across the table knocking over the bread bowl in the process and threw your arms around George’s frame.
  • “Of course I will! Oh my god, George. You’re making me cry like a bloody fool!”
  • George called his mother the second you got home. Molly was hit with a wave of shock at first. She gave both of you long speeches trying to inspect if the love was real or a mask to feign the hurt of bonding over the lose of Fred. She demanded both of you come home to the Burrow for the week so you did and the moment she looked into both of your eyes, it was clear as crystal.
  • “Good lord you are in love!”
  • It was hard for the rest of the Weasley family to accept at first. You understood completely since you had the same weary, unsure feeling as well but eventually they came to accept it. They were all happy to you and George happy once again.
  • But as happy as you were, small memories with Fred would constantly pop up.
  • Like one night when George and you were lying in bed together whispering softly realization would settle in and you’d comment,
  • “This is where he proposed. We were lying right here when Fred asked me to marry him.”
  • You knew how horrid it was to put this on George but you had no control. George thought about this all the time and was reminded of your relationship with his brother at every corner he turned.
  • You would then apologize feeling god awful for saying such a thing but George would hush you saying,
  • “It’s alright Y/n. Just because he’s not around anymore and because we’re together now doesn’t mean we have to pretend he was never alive or your relationship with him didn’t exist. He loved you, and I know how much you love him. I’m not upset- actually I’m more than thankful my brother managed to snag a girl like you. You two were perfect together and he will always love you just like how you will always love him. Fred… he is… was my brother and for a long time I thought he would hate me for me being with you and for a long time I thought my heart tricked me into loving you. That maybe it wasn’t love I was feeling but rather so the relationship my brother and I had and maybe because he loved you so much, being with you would make me feel less lonely about losing him but I know the truth. I love you, Y/n. Hell, maybe I always have but the important thing is I love you now and I will love you tomorrow and I will continue to love you years from now and that’s not because of Fred, it’s because of you and who you are. I love you.”
  • You two learned how to live your life no longer feeling guilty for the love you shared. Fred smiled down his heart warming at seeing his two favorite people in the world relying on each other and sharing a piece of their heart together.
  • He proposed to you in the middle of a busy work day right as you were restocking a shelf. The rest of his family were there to see. Molly, Hermione and Ginny cried a river while the boys patted George on the back. On your wedding day the tears were never ending, though happy ones.
  • You two eventually moved to London- kept the shop but decided you needed more room, well of course your growing stomach demanded that. One cold night in the middle of December George and you were blessed with the birth of your first son, Fred ll. He had a head of wicked red hair and a small mischievous smile toying on his face and you had never felt more complete in your life. George planted a kiss to your head muttering a string of ‘thank yous’. You knew in your heart this was exactly where you were meant to be.

- Daizy xx

have you ever been in love? - reggie mantle

word count: 2.328 (oops)

warnings: swearing, i mention death like once

plot: a quiz about love makes reggie think about you

a/n: plot was inspired by this . i wanted to write something short and cute and now it’s 3am and i wrote this long ass thing

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“Alright, class,” The teacher spoke up, grabbing everyone’s attention. “Hence today is Valentine’s Day, I thought I’d give you all a short, small quiz!”

The announcement was met with a collective groan.

“It’s not that kind of quiz.” The teacher began handing out papers, a smile on their face. “It’s about love and even though it won’t get graded, try to answer the question seriously, don’t joke around.”

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Awarded*

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader
Rating: Explicit  - 18+ only
Summary: Chris and Reader attend the Academy Awards together. At the Oscars after party, the actor surprisingly wants to leave sooner because he wants to have some quality time alone with his girlfriend.
Word Count: 2.9k
Genre: NSFW/SMUT
Warnings: dirty talking, slight Dom!Chris, lots of hickeys or love bites, oral sex (both receiving - 69), fingering, hair pulling, slight spanking, multiple orgasms and rough unprotected sex. [It wouldn’t be a shock if you wrapped your cock!]
Author’s Note: It can be read as a continuation of Halftime Show*.  Also, the “baby girl” pet name is mentioned, but it’s not linked to a Daddy kink in this fic.

Originally posted by adamisstillinhellthankstoyou

The Oscars, the greatest, most prestigious and most glamorous ceremony of all, gathered actors, directors, producers, costume designers and every hidden worker in the cinematographic industry for a moment of celebration of their art. Like every year since the ceremony that had awarded Cate Blanchett or Daniel Day Lewis, you stood by Chris’ sides and attended the shows with him for a moment of joy, creating happy memories.

This year’s ceremony - which wasn’t such a catastrophe - nothing changed between the dozens of photographers yelling out your boyfriend’s name, to the many laughs thanks to the host and the dinner held by the Academy, it was a blast and there you were enjoying the after party with Chris and some of his friends.

Even if you weren’t working in this environment quite tough, you were always enchanted to meet more people working behind the scenes of a movie that worked so well. The Vanity Fair Oscar parties represented moments of different encounters, sometimes either awkward or very interesting, but what you enjoyed most was having Chris next to you and telling you how much you looked gorgeous, wanting to introduce you to everyone he knew there.

Standing next to the bar with him in your sophisticated gown, your red lipstick outrageously showed off as you carried a flute of champagne close to your mouth and you noticed the way his beautiful blue eyes lingered on your lips and how his eyebrow raised so lustfully each time, your body would brush past him. The late evening consisted of quite sexy exchanged glances, stealing kisses and soft skin contacts that drove him crazy the whole time.

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you are not:
  • a burden: there’s a bucket of reasons why you should not feel like one. perhaps you’re overthinking, worried, or feeling down. but don’t ever feel like you’re being such a burden. you are part of the population. you are important. without you, this world would lose the opportunity to be changed in your own simple ways. you are necessary. you are loved and it’s okay to be your own priority.
  • a disappointment: you’re not! i’m proud of wherever you are right now. im proud of your progress; no matter how enormous or minute it might be. if you failed your test, it’s okay. if you didn’t win the competition, it’s alright. im pretty sure you did your best and it’s that part that will always matter. don’t let other people’s “what a shame” bring you down. YOU. ARE. NOT. A. SHAME. you are blooming in your own simple ways. and I am proud and happy for you. continue growing, aspiring, believing in yourself. i’m proud of you.
  • a weirdo: most definitely never a weirdo! if you like doing things that are quite different, that does not make you a weirdo. that makes you special and even more precious. it was such a perfect combination of atoms and dna that led to a beautiful creature that is you and oh dear god, you’re amazing. your way of thinking is creative and the way you do things is totally out of this world. you are beyond the things earthly. you are meant for greater things. and you are most definitely not a weirdo.
  • ugly: whoever said you were, should most definitely need to get their eyes checked. when was the last time they went to the eye doctor anyway? if there’s anything that i’d like to be, it is to be as beautiful and as bright as you, a total human version of sunshine. your eyes light up like a ray of sunlight, your lips are perfectly carved like cherries, and your noise is huge or small and it’s cute. most definitely cute like a button. and the world should be in awe every time you wake up.
  • not good enough: you are good enough. you should feel good enough. if somebody’s making you feel like you’re not, then that only means he does not deserve you, the brightest star light in the universe. you deserve to feel loved. your strength and your smiles make this world a better place. you are good enough: always have been, forever will be.
  • alone: i’m here for you, your dogs are there for you. your cats are waiting for you. your pets will always be at your back, giving sweet and soft head bumps to make you feel loved. your music playlist is there for you to blast when you’re feeling a tinsy bit down. you are never ever alone. we’re constantly caring, loving, and waiting for you. please stop frowning and crying, you are loved.
  • stupid: you are, as a matter of fact, really really intelligent and even smart! perhaps you’re having difficulty in understanding your math or chemistry lessons, but that’s part of the process! at least you’re learning. i’m pretty sure some people will not be able to understand it just like you. but that doesn’t equal to being stupid. you’re just learning. continue to crave for knowledge and continue to make your curiosity work. you are not stupid.
  • annoying: you are never annoying! just keep on talking if you feel like sharing the entire story of your life. if you want to hit me up, that’s perfectly fine too. you haven’t even said anything to make me feel uncomfortable. people would love to hear you out, to befriend you, to be part of your social bubble. no you’re not being extra annoying, friendliness does not equal to being annoying. honestly, just keep on doing you. if that’s what makes you feel happy, then you’re doing fine.
Nami’s List of Pop Culture Spells

A long organized list of all of my pop culture spells organized.

Disney:

🌟 “Almost There” Career Success Spell (Disney Inspired) A spell to bring success and advancement in your job
🌟 “Honor to Us All” Honor Spell (Disney Inspired) a spell to have your peers show you respect 
🌟 “Kiss the Girl” Glamour Spell (Disney Inspired) to encourage a consenting person to kiss you
🌟 Voice Theft Curse (Disney Inspired) a spell to stop hateful words and send the negativity back to the person

Ni No Kuni:

🌟 Give Heart (Ni No Kuni Inspired) to bring a friend joy and uplift them

Pathfinder:

🌟 Blood Money (Pathfinder Inspired) spell to bring financial gain
🌟 Blur (Pathfinder Inspired) to go unnoticed by others
🌟 Enshroud Thoughts (Pathfinder Inspired) protects oneself from divination and scrying easedropping of others
🌟 Invisibility (Pathfinder Inspired) spell to go unnoticed and travel unseen
🌟 Itching Curse (Pathfinder Inspired) cause a person to feel the discomfort they have caused you
🌟 Nightmare Curse (Pathfinder Inspired) cause a person to suffer nightmares
🌟 Shield of Wings (Pathfinder Inspired) to guard against negative words and comments
🌟 Tears to Wine (Pathfinder Inspired) turn one’s sadness into happiness

Pokemon:

🌟 Aroma Veil (Pokemon Inspired) A spell to protect user from negative people and attract the attention of positive people
🌟 Aqua Ring (Pokemon Inspried) A bath spell to bring emotional healing and emotional serenity
🌟 Bubble (Pokemon Inspired) A spell to send your wishes out into the universe to seek for them to be answered and granted
🌟 Charm (Pokemon Inspired) A spell to improve your charms and flirting
🌟 Cosmic Power (Pokemon Inspired) Cosmic spell to prepare you for divination and/or astral projection
🌟 Fairy Aura (Pokemon Inspired) to bring your inner beauty out to the surface
🌟 Future Sight (Pokemon Inspired) improve psychic clarity while doing divination work   
🌟 Heart Stamp (Pokemon Inspired) a spell to strengthen passion between you and a consenting lover
🌟 Heatproof (Pokemon Inspired) to help you remain strong under pressure and stress
🌟 Gravity (Pokemon Inspired) a curse to weigh someone down emotionally  
🌟 Honey Gatherer (Pokemon Inspired) to encourage others to compliment you
🌟 Lunar Dance (Pokemon Inspired) banish negativity from yourself after a bad day
🌟 Metal Claws (Pokemon Inspired) to protect against baneful magic
🌟 Milk Drink (Pokemon Inspired) promote beauty
🌟 Morning Sun (Pokemon Inspired) a spell to lift your spirits
🌟 Moxie (Pokemon Inspired) to bring the caster self-confidence
🌟 Rest (Pokemon Inspired) bring deep, restful sleep
🌟 Sunny Day (Pokemon Inspired) a spell to bring a sunny day
🌟 Sweet Scent (Pokemon Inspired) To attract a new friend

Sailor Moon:

🌟 Deep Submerge (Sailor Neptune Inspired) to submerge another in thier own negativity
🌟 Passion of the Rose Spell (Tuxedo Mask Inspired) a spell to increase passion between consenting lovers
🌟 Pink Sugar Heart Spell (Mini Moon Inspired) a spell to promote cuteness and radiance
🌟 World Shaking Curse (Sailor Uranus Inspired) cosmic curse to emotionally shake and shatter someone

Shadowhunters:

🌟 Parabatai Spell (Shadowhunters Inspired) a spell to forge a bond with another consenting person to always be connected

Star Wars:

🌟 “The Force” Energy Work Preparation Spell (Star Wars Inspired) a spell to help prepare for intense energy work

Steven Universe:

🌟 Like a Comet (Steven Universe) to motivate self in achieving and reaching for goals
🌟 Open Your Mind Peridot Spell (Steven Universe Inspired) a spell to open your mind and relieve stubbornness 
🌟 “Strong in the Real Way” (Steven Universe Inspired) spell to bring you emotional strength and courage

Totally Spies:

🌟 Anti-Gravity Propulsion Ring (Totally Spies Inspired) enchant a ring to aid you overcome obstacles and challenges
🌟 Chameleon Eye Shadow (Totally Spies Inspired) a spell to evade unwanted attention from others
🌟 Cherry Lip Bomb (Totally Spies Inspired) to bring confidence in your voice and to overcome vocal obstacles
🌟 Ice Queen Breath Spray a spell to halt someone’s romantic feelings for you
🌟 Red Hot Lozenge (Totally Spies Inspired) makes your words more feiry and intimidating
🌟 Retractable Razor Nail Spell (Totally Spies Inspired) a spell to unbind yourself
🌟 Spiderclaw (Totally Spies Inspired) grab the desire and attention of others

Winx:

🌟 Golden Pollen (Winx Inspired) binding to prevent another from doing things to emotionally harm you
🌟 Illuminate (Winx Inspired) A spell to bring light to a situation (done before divination)
🌟 Shield (Winx Inspired) a spell to guard against offensive magic
🌟 Sound Cage Binding Spell (Winx Inspired) A spell to keep someone from being heard 
🌟 Web of Confusion (Winx Inspired) cause confusion to anyone trying to pry into your life after you asked them to stop

W.I.T.C.H.:

🌟 Hay Lin’s Carefree Flyer Dream Spell (W.I.T.C.H. Inspired) a spell to bring on dreams of flying and weightlessness
🌟 Irma’s Fog Calling Spell (W.I.T.C.H. Inspired) a spell to conjure up some fog
🌟 Power of the Heart Self Love Spell (W.I.T.C.H Inspired) a spell to open your heart up for self love
🌟 Taranee’s Fire Divination Spell (W.I.T.C.H. Inspired) A spell to improve and empower fire divination/pyromancy

Yugi-Oh:

🌟 Graceful Charity Spell (Yugi-Oh) to bring good fortune in desperate/hard times

*All are from my digital and physical grimoires, all spells written by me

Date a beautiful being that no one can name.

Her skin is an inverted night sky, pale as snow with black stars like freckles covering her head to toe. She giggles when you connect the stars to create pictures.

She has the most beautiful deer horns made of silver, decorated with intricate carvings from long ago. It sends wonderful shivers down her spine when you trace the carvings with your fingers. 

Her hair is as soft as silk, naturally the colors of the deep sea, and adorned with roses that bloom while she is awake. If she allows, you may take a petal and watch as it turns into a beautiful charm. Wear it and her spirit will protect you on your journeys. 

Her eyes are large and black, and if you are deemed worthy, you may look into them and see into her thoughts, watching them fly by like comets. 

Her lips are the color of cherries and when you cannot sleep at night, they will part to sing you a lullaby and they will press against yours for comfort.

Hidden behind the soft cherries of her lips are two pointed canines that she will use to rip the flesh of anyone who has done you wrong.

Her nails are sharp like claws, yet she won’t use them to harm you, but she’d love for you to paint them the colors of the sunset.

A long tail with fur matching the hair on her head comes from her lower back. When you’re scared, she will wrap it around you and you may use it as a shield to protect you from your demons.

Her feet are paws, if you scratch the pads gently, you can hear her purr softly and watch as she drifts into sleep.

She will love you, protect you, kill and die for you, be there for you. But could you do the same for her?

Arranged Affairs.

Genre: Smut + Angst

Pairing: Reader x Jimin [College AU!] 

Request: Smut with fuckboy! Jimin who cheats on his girlfriend.   

Word Count: 1.5k-ish

Originally posted by gotjimin

With the taste of his lips against yours, you’re on a high. Everything forgotten and lost except for his body pressing against yours in such a delicious friction that makes your lips part as a moan escapes from them. You can’t help but crave for more, hands going to tug at his hair as his lips graze your jaw, slowly moving to your neck to etch deep marks in it. 

He slowly walks you towards the closet in his room, not wanting to use the bed, and you know the reason why as well. But you can’t seem to care, at least not as long as he’s filling you with enough pleasure to keep you intoxicated. To keep you just on the verge of begging for more. 

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Ferris Wheel

Summary: At a carnival, Bucky experiences love at first sight when he sees you, completely blown away by your beauty. Throughout the night, he can’t help himself by making an effort to ask you out, even though he will not take no for an answer.

Word Count: 1,642.

A/N: After watching one of most cliche films ever, “The Notebook”, I got major inspo after watching the scene where Noah meets Allie for the first time. And here we are now, hope you enjoy! :D (this is also based off of pre war!bucky & steve because why not)

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Perfect

This imagine is inpired by Perfect by Ed Sheeran. Plus a good news, I’ve my exams over now so I can update good now. Requests are open ;)

I hope god will forgive me

SMUT**


You groaned turning to your left. Sun peeked through the windows shinning bright on your face. You sat up, rubbing sleep off your eyes as an unexpected yawn left your mouth tearing your eyes up.

You decided to leave the comfy of your bed and step down the carpeted wooden stair of your mansion. It was a pleasant morning and you wanted to do nothing else but kiss your dear husband good morning.

Grinning to self, you made your way to the kitchen. There he stood. Wearing nothing but red Calvin Klein boxers and apron loosely draped over his muscular body, covering his chest. He look radiant. Illuminated by the sun rays. His brown curl seemed so soft and silky, growing your urge to touch them.

You walked to him softly and wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your head on his bold back.

“Hey sunshine! ” Harry said turning around to face me. He looked mesmerising. His lips were perfectly tinted cherry red and his eyes, his eyes were shinning brighter than ever, maybe because of the spectacular night he spent making love with you.

“Hi sweet.” You said.

“Why’re yeh awake so early?”

“Couldn’t sleep without you.” You replied with a shrug and peeked over his shoulder to look at the food he cooked.

“Yeh look so beautiful” Harry whispered tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear and cupping you left cheek. You smiled and nuzzled your nose further in his wrist as his arm sneaked around your waist, pulling you close to him. You chest were pressed up together, nose bumping in each other’s. You could feel his heart beating as fast as yours were.

Just two months ago, Harry and you exchanged your vows. Since then you’ve been living your in total bliss and pleasure. So pure and full of love. Not to mention the fact that he still tears up sometimes just because how lucky he feels to have you as his wife.

“Kiss me H.” You whispered, more like pleaded. There was a need in your words. A need that only he could full fill.

And Harry felt that need too.

He touched his lips with yours so ever lightly that made you whimper in pain, pain of your want. You grabbed his hair and kissed him with all you had. He kissed back with same emotion. He had his want as well. The kiss showed how desperate and needy your soul was.

You bite on his lower lip earning a loud throaty moan from him. Taking the chance you slide your tongue inside his agape mouth. His mouth tasted like cherry. Just like his lips. His own tongue was busy in exploring your mouth and his hands were gripping and squeezing your bum.

“Jump” Harry demanded against your lips and you accepted his order and wrapped your legs around his waist.

Your chest rubbed together creating friction and then heat. There were sweat beads already on your forehead. Cheeks and ears red of both of you.

His hands instantly grabbed you from bottom supporting you as he carried you to the island situation in the middle of your huge kitchen. Thankfully it was free of things on it so it made easier for harry to lay you down on it.

You hissed once the cold marble of the shelf touched your slightly exposed back. Harry chuckled and took the opportunity to slip the shirt off your body as your back arched.

“So sexy and beautiful m'pet” he said. Harry took a moment to adorn your body before leaning in and capturing the flesh of your neck with his lips. He suckled on the skin leaving purple marks.

Harry never felt so in love before. In fact he never felt what love was like before he met you. And now, now he thanks Jesus everyday, every second of his life. He thanks him for giving him an amazing partner of life. A person with whom he could be himself. Who understood him like his own soul. Who knew him better than he knew himself. Who loved him dearly and to no extent.

His kissed grew rough on your neck. Your fingers stayed in his hair, gripping-twisting on them. He slowly moved to south on your body still peppering and endeavouring your body with open mouth kisses.

Your breath hitched when his kisses trailed down the valley of your breast. His left hand sneaked up your body and cupped the boob in his big hands. He stared intensely in your eyes which you somehow were able to open and cupped your right boob in his hand. He gave it a squeeze before taking your pebble hard nipple in his mouth. He suckled on it and kept squeezing the other.

The intensity of his work pooled your core even more. You could feel your clit throbbing. Even just a touch of him was enough to get you to end.

“Hmm babyy” you moaned moving your pelvic. He chuckled and pinned your hips down.

“So responsive huh? You wan’ meh love? So bad?” He asked bring his face upto your level, merely inches away from yours. You bite your lip and gave him a good nod and pulled him down on your lips by his platinum necklace .

Harry wasted no time in pulling your panties down your leg and opening them wide.

The cool air made your shiver as it collapsed with the throbbing bud of nerves between your legs. Harry pulled away and kept his stare on you . His lips left open mouth kisses down your body. His slick tongue licked your cunt lips before he ran it up your folds, opening them.

His two fingers came in contact with your skin, keeping the folds open so that he could eat you better. His long tongue licked your wet entrance and he pushed in inside your hole.

He could watch your face scrunched up in pleasure all day as he could right now.

He pushed his arms beneath your legs and pulled you to him smacking your core to his mouth. His scruff rubbed against you sensitive skin making you wetter than ever as he kept licking and sucking on your clit. His mouth was Indulged in eating you out from nose to chin.

The wild feeling and energy in your stomach was growing wide second by second and soon you found yourself whimpering his name and grinding your pelvic against his mouth.

He still had his arms underneath you as his index finger of right hand rubbed your clit and three fingers of left hand were inside you. His fingers were on and were stretching you perfectly, giving you extreme gratification.

His mouth was still hungry on you. Eating up your soul with hunger and passion as the same time.

“G-gonna cum.” You whimpered, breathing hard and sweaty body. You couldn’t even wait for his reply and were coming undone. Sheepish red colour creeped up your cheeks as Harry once again came upto face to face to you.

“It’s okay love” he said as he certainly understood the reason behind it. White evidence of your love was dripping down his chin. You arched yourself a bit and licked his chin tasting yourself.

“You ready darling ?” Harry asked you kissing your head discarding his red boxers down his leg and standing at the end of Island. His tip was painfully red and he was fully hard.

You sat up on your knees and moved forward to grab him when he stopped you.

“Not now love. Want yeh so bad” Harry said laying you down again.

You bite your lip and Harry threw your leg over his shoulder before sliding inside of you completely. Your eyes rolled back with your head.

“Fuck. So fuckin’ tight. Shit” Harry rumbled, moving as fast as he can. He wanted to make love but the desperation and Need of your body made him go wild.

Your skin slapped against each other making suck filthy sound but none of you cared as you both were captivated in your own world of bliss.

“All for you baby. My body and soul is all yours” you moaned looking at him. He looked as a perfect sex god at the moment. Sweat covered forehead, toned chest, red cheek and perfect cock.

“Your pussy….” Harry breathed.

“Is all mine” he said as his pace slowed down. He was Gonna lose it soon too, and so were you.

You say up a little supporting yourself with your elbows and tried to cup his cheek. Harry leaned in and kissed you so lovingly. The softness and utter love of your kiss made him lose it all. He spurted inside of you filling you up with his warm self. You too came undone for the second time.

The bodies of yours slowed down as the kiss grew more sloppy. He needed to catch his breath so he pulled away and rested his forehead against yours. Eyes closed in pure ecstasy.

“I love you.” He breathed out.

“I love you” you breathed in.

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“Y/n cmon!!!” Harry said pulling you by your sleeves. You giggled and followed him.

After the amazing session of love you guys fell asleep again and then woke up around lunch time. And since the you don’t know the time went by an here you were cooking dinner when Harry came inside the house all excite and pulled you outside.

“Where are you taking me?” You asked and found your answer as he took you to the backyard. It was beautiful. Harry was the whole evening out and this is why he was out, he decorated the backyard with pretty fairy lights with soft music playing around.

The familiar music caught your ear.

Perfect. Perfect by Ed Sheeran. Harry bowed in from of you and reached for your hand and pulled you against his chest.

“Hi mister.” You giggled wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Hi missus.” He replied adorning you. He leaned in and nudged his nose against yours affectionately. His arms around your waist.

The soft green grass tickled the bare feet of yours as you both danced and twirled around living in the moment and night dancing away, celebrating the love. Everything was perfect. He was perfect.

anonymous asked:

Can we talk about you being really sensitive and horny and H just being a tease acting like he doesn't notice

The thing that screamed to me when I read this, was a dinner with a group of friends. Everyone is so calm, chill and having fun. The smell of great food lingering in the dim air, but you’re so horny, it hurts. It all started when you and Harry were getting ready. He got out of the shower, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, showing off his ‘v’, but still squished his soft love handles. Little droplets of water dripping down his body, wet curls on his face.

Harry continued to tease you, without him knowing. His tight jeans hugging him from the right places, his shirt showing his broad shoulders and toned chest. His fingers covered in big clunky rings and the warm musky scent of his cologne were all too much. He looked so fucking good.

He’s not paying any attention to you when he hears you whimper in his ear and feels your hand squeezing his thigh. “Harry, please” you beg, but he ignores you and listens to your friends talking about all the funny times in the past, laughing every now and then, his eyes wrinkling and his lips curving up into a beautiful smile. “Ha-Harry” you breathe out, and his hand creeps down your thighs and starts to make slow pressured circles on your clit, without even glancing at you.

You moan quietly and Harry’s eyes shoot to you, then to his friends, making sure they’re all talking and not paying attention to you two. “Wha’, baby?” he asks you with puppy eyes, acting like he doesn’t know what you’re on about. When you bite your lips, Harry’s own turn up into a smirk. “Please Harry, or I’m gonna fucking..” you start, but Harry cuts you off mid-sentence. “Shh. Behave or yeh’re gonna have to pay fo’ it later.”

His fingers slide down your slick folds and as you look at him, he mouths to you “So fuckin’ wet”. He brings his fingers to his mouth, brushing them across his lips, sucking them clean and letting them out with a pop. Harry licks his cherry red lips and pulls them right by your ear, and whispers,

“Can yeh be quiet fo’ m’, baby?”

BTS Reaction to: their S/O’s lips tasting sweet

Thank you to @cute-irony for the request!

This one was super fun to write, hope you guys like it!

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Seokjin:

Jin would try to be so charming and smooth about stealing another kiss when he tasted your sweet lips. He’d play it off innocently as if he simply was curious about the flavor and that he absolutely had to have at least five more kisses so he could guess exactly what it tasted of. 

“Jagi, that lip balm tastes so familiar! You better kiss me again so I can figure out what it is.”

Yoongi:

Yoongi would pretend like he totally didn’t notice how your lips tasted so sweet, but he’d be gushing about it on the inside. He’d probably try to play it cool by acting like he was indifferent when you asked him if he liked your new lip balm. However, he’d then spend the rest of the day trying to find excuses to kiss you so he could taste it again.

Hoseok:

As soon as he kissed you, Hoseok would start complimenting you on how sweet your lips tasted and attempt to seem like he was super interested in the lip balm you were wearing, but really he’d be trying to find a way to kiss you again. He would keep insisting that you kiss him a second time so his lips could taste the same way. 

“No Jagi, I don’t want to borrow your lip balm. You should just give me another kiss so my lips can taste as sweet as yours.” 

Namjoon:

Namjoon would taste the cherry lip balm you put on as soon as his lips met yours. He would absolutely love how they tasted, but he’d try really hard to play it off cool. He wouldn’t pull away when he tasted how sweet your lips were, he’d instead try to bit your lip or maybe even would let his tongue slip to get a second taste. 

Jimin:

When you kissed Jimin, giving him a taste of the sweet lip balm you’d just put on, he’d pull away and get all giggly while covering his rosy cheeks. He’d get a bit embarrassed about it and would probably do that thing where he hides his tiny hands inside his sleeves and uses them to cover his face. Then he’d shyly compliment you on the sweet taste of your lips and ask if he could have another kiss.

Taehyung:

When you kissed Taehyung and he tasted the strawberry balm you’d applied, he’d sit there for a moment, cutely licking his lips a bunch of times before he leaned forward, his lips puckered in anticipation for a second kiss. When you backed away, denying him the kiss, he’d probably get up and start chasing you around the room to steal another taste of your lips.

“Jagiiii, I’m so hungry! Let me taste the strawberries off your lips!” 

Jungkook:

Jungkook wouldn’t want to admit that he liked the taste of the lip balm you had on because he’d feel too shy to tell you. He’d probably get super squishy and smiley about it and he’d mumble really quietly that your lips tasted nice. You’d try to tease him by cheekily asking if he’d like another taste and he’d get even more flustered to the point where he wouldn’t be able to answer you because he’d be giggling too hard.

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