comfy cotton

~What BTS Wants You to Wear to Bed~

All: Nothing

More specific

Jin: A cute little nightgown. Not silky or lacy, but cotton and comfy. Just for he can cuddle you and still have access to rest his hands on your thighs. He finds the pretty and feminine.

Yoongi: Yoongi likes to sleep and cuddle into the bed. So probably something soft and causal like his sweats and shirts. He would find it hot to see you in his sweats.

Hoseok: He would love you in something adorable like pink bottoms and a tanks. But overall wouldn’t mind so much as long as it isn’t scratchy or irritating when he cuddles you.

Namjoon: He would love to see you just in a tank top and undies. Maybe if it was cold, definitely his sweats. He;d get so turned on seeing you in them

JImin: Probably something simple and easy to rid of if needed. Like sweats and a shirt. Or shorts for he can feel your legs.

Taehyung: He wouldn’t really care. Honestly. This boy is such a marshmallow, he isn’t gonna care. Unless you buy matching pjs then he is like “FUCK YES!”

Jungkook: He’d love you in shorts and a tight tank. 

Vernon/OFC: Cafuné

Genre: Fluff/Romance/Friends-to-Lovers

Word Count: 1448

Characters: oblivious!Hansol Vernon Chwe/Original Female, Joshua Hong

“I’m going to pass out.” she cried, throwing her pen in some random corner of her dorm room. Flopping her belly down on the mattress, she muffled her screams by pressing her face against the duvet. It was currently exam period, and she was just not having it.

Hansol quickly followed, eager to take a break. He plopped down right next to her, so close that the entire bed shifted and bounced her up. “C’mon. You’re super smart. You just gotta relax.” he reassured, bumping her shoulder.

“I haven’t been retaining anything for the past hour.” she muttered, teary-eyed at the textbook in front of her. Throwing her textbook under her pillow, she plopped her head on the comfy cotton. “Maybe if I take a nap on top of it, I could learn through osmosis.”

He made an “are you kidding me?” face before chuckling, and reached over to pull the blanket over her. “I don’t know about that, but a nap sounds like a great idea.” and he grabbed all the books on the mattress and dumped them on the floor.

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Damdaraaraam! The outfits from Eid this year :D!

First one is yours truly ‘3^v I made my saree this year :]! I bought 2 different kinds of chiffon fabric, cut them- which was frustrating cause chiffon fabric is very light and moves too much X(! Then added the gold and silver trimming my dad got me from bangladesh earlier this year. Made the blouse too, a cute lil puffy sleeve blouse that I had to rush to make ina few hours cus i ran outta time :X. Oh p.s. I Draped the saree myself too- extra samosa points there**

Then is my lil sister. Her outfit took the longest time! a high-low anarkali suit with dhoti styled pants. Made it out of a comfy cotton fabric- no velvet here. Zipper in the back so she can get in and have a nice fit. 6 yards of beaded lace to hand sew along the edge of the hem @0@! and there’s lace on the arms too but her orna is covering it~ It looks so pretty when she walks *u*

And finally my older sis. She bought her saree, and i made the blouse. She wanted a low back style with those lil dangly things. As i was making it i swear i thought it was gonna be so tight on her, but! it turned out it fit her perfectly! Pheeww~~

These deserve better pics, but when its not a gazillion degrees outside. Why is it a literal melting pot in nyc now?! –__–

Anyways this is why I was m.i.a for awhile <:D Does anyone else feel like Ramadan was short and Eid just snook up on us??

Weel back to my commissions and drawings xo

Take Care of You

Pairing: Luke Hemmings & (y/n)
Rating: This is more fluff than smut, but there is still a bit of smut so please read with caution.
Words: 2,600+
Request: No
Summary: Luke just wants to take care of her and not be rough for once.

No matter how hard I tried I could not get comfortable. Shifting on the couch for what had to be the hundredth time I positioned myself to lay on my stomach supporting myself up with my forearms and elbows and with my legs behind me up in the air with my ankles crossed. There that felt a little better.

Friday night and I was sitting on the couch in one of Luke’s comfy cotton black tees and yoga leggings, my blanket now underneath my body as I had just changed positions intently watching the new episode of Say Yes to the Dress. 

After only ten minutes of feeling content, the bruises on my hips began to ache from my current position and with a huff I left the couch and walked to the fridge. I grabbed a bottle of water before returning to the couch to sit normally before picking up my cell. I clicked on his name and it rang a few times before I was greeted with his cheerful tone.

“Hi baby.”

“Hello, are you still at the studio?”

“Mhmm. Just finishing up now, what’s up?”

“Nothing, just curious.”

“I should be home in an hour, an hour and a half max, wait up for me, sweetheart?”

“Duh. Now get back so you can come home to me.” I smiled into the phone even though he couldn’t see me. I had been thinking of him all day.

“Alright, love you.”

“I love you too, Luke.” I clicked end to our phone conversation before taking a swig of water.

I turned my attention back to the show, but I kept getting distracted by the fact that Luke would be home soon. My mind wandered off to last night and how truly incredible it was. Luke was the sweetest boy I knew, but when we were in bed together all of that flew out of the window.

While being intimate Luke morphed from my awkward cuddly best friend into this man who was dominant and kinky, resulting is the most perfect combination of a boyfriend that I could have ever dreamed of.

Yesterday I had felt horny all day long, but that wasn’t my fault with the way he was looking. His black skinny jeans were nothing out of the ordinary but I could clearly distinguish the outline of his package, and I couldn’t resist touching him to get him into the mood. My plan would have been flawless, if we weren’t in a public area. 

His smile from Calum’s stupid joke had been completely wiped off his face as he leaned into my ear.

“Stop it. Now.” His tone was demanding and his blue eyes looked down into mine daring me to try something again.


“You just look so good baby, I can’t help myself.”


Pinching the bridge of his nose Luke closed his eyes as if he were in pain and left his seat motioning for me to follow him away from the crowed brunch table.


Smoothing out my dress I followed after him smiling sweetly to Michael who raised an eyebrow as we both left the table. Luke noticeably flustered, while I held a smile. Luke walked at a quick pace and once we were down the hall away from our friends Luke grabbed my waist and threw me into the bathroom before locking the door. His firm grip pushed me up against the wall as his hands raked down my body.


“Think that’s funny? Feeling me up in front of our friends?” His hands pulled up the hem of my dress as his right hand went to rub me in small circles over the fabric of my panties. I could already feel the wetness forming, I loved rough Luke. The moan fell freely from my lips as he entered a finger in between my folds causing my hands to grab his hips for support.


Suddenly Luke removed his finger and placed it on my lips. I opened my mouth to suck his finger as I would suck his dick and moaned as I licked the juices of myself off of him.


“Enough. Go back out there and be a good girl, or else.”


“Luke,” I wined as his hands left me completely and he went to wash his hands in the sink. “I can’t go back out there like this.”


“Now you know how I feel.”


“Please, please baby, just fuck me here.”


“I am not fucking you in a bathroom, sweetheart.” He kissed my lips before unlocking the door and placing his left hand on the small of my back leading me to where our friends sat. My dominant was still a gentleman as ever.



I wanted nothing more than for Luke to walk through the doors of the house we shared, rip off my clothes, and fuck me like last night. I lifted up his shirt I was wearing to examine the aftermath of that wild and passionate night and ran my left index finger over the bruises scattered on my hips from Luke’s strong grip. 

The bruises had been bothering me all day, but it also had me longing for more. Such a strange combination I couldn’t quite comprehend.

Waiting for Luke was more than my impatient self could handle, entering the kitchen once again I opened a bottle of White Zinfandel and poured myself a glass of wine. Downing the pink drink in no time, I filled up my second glass.

The door shut causing my head to snap up as I gulped down my second glass before Luke made his way into the kitchen.

“Hi baby.” Luke’s smile stretched out across his face, apparently the aftermath of last night had a lasting affect on him as well.

“Luke, I’ve wanted you all day.” This was true. I simply could not wait any longer.

“Oh sweetie,” Luke walked up to me before putting his hands on my cheeks and pulling me in for a sweet kiss. “You’re not wasting any time tonight.”

“Nope. I want you, want you now.”

“Well, I’m exhausted, let’s clean up and get ready for bed and then I can have you.” He kissed down my neck causing me to moan before he backed away. “Clean up first.” He smacked my ass before walking into the living room to turn off the TV and fold the blankets.

Luke was such a neat freak it was absolutely ridiculous. Before we could go out to a nice romantic dinner, vacation, or even have sex, you name it, the house had to be spotless. I wouldn’t call myself a messy person, but I was nowhere near close to how neat Luke was.

Luke was almost never irritated with me, but one of our biggest arguments is when he surprised me by coming back early from tour and our house was in complete disarray. I had invited the other boy’s girlfriends over and we stayed up watching TV, eating cookie dough, and drinking wine. When Luke came home we had empty glasses scattered around the kitchen, discarded clothing around the living room from when we decided to jump into the pool, Michael’s girlfriend was sleeping on the bathroom floor after getting sick from too much wine. Calum’s girlfriend was in the guest bedroom, but she didn’t make too much of a mess.

I think what really set him off was Ashton’s girlfriend Lilly and I got drunk and decided to watch The Conjuring, which turned out to be a horrifying movie. So Lilly climbed into Luke’s side of the bed. The next morning the duvet was on the floor and the sheets all crumbled up. When he was cleaning up our room he even found Cheetos in our sheets, oops. Luke was not a happy camper that morning. Even with consecutive blowjobs everyday for a week he still could not laugh at the situation.  

Rolling my eyes I put my wine glass into the dishwasher and put the cork back into the wine. “Cleaning doesn’t turn me on Luke.” I wined. 

“I don’t even want to hear it, I can get you in the mood in no time.”

“It’s not fair, all we do is clean. Lilly has a maid…” I was cut off by Luke’s face who was approaching me. His once loving baby blue eyes turned stone cold. 

“Enough. Get upstairs, now.”

Turning on my heels to proceeded upstairs ready for whatever was about to come.

“Strip.” Luke said before shutting the door to our bedroom. There was no one else in our house, but we closed it out of habit. Ashton had a spare key and would sometimes make impromptu visits.

“Yes sir.” I smiled sweetly removing his cotton black tee revealing my lacy blue bra. I noticed Luke’s breath catch as he took in the sight of me.

“You like? The color reminds me of your eyes.”

Luke inched closer to me closing his eyes and nuzzling into my neck sucking lightly on the area, my heart rate began to increase as he moved his hands to play with each one of my breasts.

“What do you want, princess?”

“You. All of you, hard.”

“That can be arranged.” He whispers sensually before pinching my nipple causing a low audible moan. With two hands grabbing my ass Luke picks me up before tossing me onto my back on top of the duvet.

Scattering kisses on my collarbone Luke uses his tongue to lick up a hickey from last night events. “I like this on you.” He mumbles almost inaudibly through my heavy breathing. Lightly he grabs the hem of my yogas, and I arch my back as he rids it off of my body. His eyes scan over my body only clad with a matching bra and panty set before a frown appears on his face. 

“(Y/N)…” He whispers before covering his hand over his mouth. I look down to see what he is talking about and sure enough I have bruises scattered on my hips and thighs from last night.

“It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt…” I try to say before I’m cut off.

“Don’t even give me that shit. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because I’m fine, really.” I attempt to grab the collar of his shirt to pull him towards me but he resists.

“I can’t. Not when you’re hurt.”

“Lucas Robert. I want you. Now.” I shifted my hips to meet with his but he didn’t return the favor, instead he let his beautiful face continue to frown before he flopped down beside me cradling me to his chest. 

“I’m so so sorry.” He spoke softly into my ear. “I promise not to be so rough with you again.” 

“Luke, I like rough, and I’m so wet for you.”

With a huff he kissed my hair before looking deep into my eyes. “Fine, but no sex.” I groaned at his words flopping my head back on the fluffy pillows dramatically. “Don’t throw a temper tantrum or I wont do anything at all.” And from his tone I knew he was not kidding.

His hands went to work unclasping my bra and throwing it off of our bed before slowly pulling my thong down before tossing it off as well. Luke began to trail kisses from my knee to my thighs carefully massaging them as he went.  

“If I hurt you at all. I need you to tell me. Do you promise?”

“I promise.”

With a nod Luke got back to work kissing his way to my center. His hot breath blew onto my wet center causing a chill to run up my spine. His long tongue began to lick in between my folds forming a wonderful feeling that warmed my belly.

His slurping sounds caused my head to roll in pleasure, his hands delicately caressed my bum as he worked magic with his tongue. “Luke, that feels amazing.“ I moaned out in pleasure before I wrapped legs around his back bringing him to a new angle.

By this point I felt my climax approaching and Luke was getting more into it, increasing his pressure and speed within me. My fingernails dug into his back as he lost himself inside of me. As a result his mind was only focused on one thing and he slipped his index finger inside my folds causing me to wince at the intrusion. It looks like my hips and thighs weren’t the only things sore from yesterday’s events.

“Shit. I’m so sorry (Y/N).” His doe eyes gazed into mine clearly upset with himself. 

“Baby, I’m fine. Keep going please, I’m so close.” I mumbled lifting my hips anticipating him inside me once more. 

Luke grabbed my hips lightly forcing them down before he entered his tongue into me once more. The intense feeling in my stomach returned as my toes curled in ecstasy. I shut my eyes as I lost myself into the sensation, “Luke, I’m…” I moaned before I fell apart on his tongue.

As I came down from my high Luke cleaned me up by licking up my center before kissing a quick peck on my lips.

“Thank you.” 

Luke flopped down next to me as he brought me into his chest before kissing the tip of my nose. 

“Don’t I get to please you now?”

“No. You’re hurt.” 

I couldn’t resist the urge to roll my eyes. “Luke, stop it. I’m fine you just ate me out for crying out loud.”

“Do not roll your eyes at me.” His tone was sharp before he left me by getting up from the bed and walking into the bathroom. I could hear the water wondering and I wondered what in the world he was up to now. 

Luke returned moments later naked as well. He leaned over the bed and carried me in his arms before setting me down in the warm bathwater.

“Luke, you didn’t have to do this.” I was sat in the warm water in the large tub that was in the bathroom adjoined to our bedroom. The water smelled of my vanilla bubble bath and instantly relaxed me. 

“When will you just accept that I like to take care of you?” His baby blue eyes were sincere and I felt a shiver run up my spine at his sweet words. No one ever made me feel so special and taken care of before.

Luke went to turn off the water and I noticed the scratches that aligned his back as he got in with me. 

“I didn’t mean to hurt you.” 

“What are you talking about?” His eyebrows furrowed as he looked at me confused before grabbing a loofah before applying the body wash and gently running it over my breasts.

“You have claw marks in your back.” I let out a small giggle because, although it probably hurt, it was kind of cute to see Luke marked up from me. Would let all of his screaming fans know that he is taken. 

“Doesn’t hurt me one bit.” He laughed too before moving the loofah down my body and lightly grazing my thighs.

“I’m glad.” I sat back and allowed Luke to take care of me before he washed himself off much quicker and rougher than he had done with me before draining the tub and carrying me back into our bedroom bridal style.

In our room he sat me on the bed and went over to the dresser before throwing on a pair of boxers. He brought back to the bed one of his Green Day tees and black panties and helped me dress. Then he walked over to turn off the lights while I climbed underneath the covers. Luke snuggled up next to me playing the big spoon role before kissing my hair lightly.

“I love you.” He mumbled.

“I love you, and I love when you take care of me, even when I complain.”

“I know you do baby, now get some sleep.”