Incognito;bts reaction to after having sex? 😊 LOVE YOUR BLOG BTW ESPECIALLY LUCIDITY I-I JUST LOVE IT BLESS
Note: Thank you cutie! & damn, this is short compared to my other ones lmao. *credit to gif owners*
Dropping down beside you, Jin’s eyes fluttered shut as he leaned his head all the way back, releasing a relieved sensual groan. “Damn,” he whispered in the dark room, reaching towards you to pull you into his chest, “you were absolutely beautiful baby.”
He chuckled lightly as he loomed over you, having already released the pent up overwhelming feeling of going to the afterlife, into you. “Fuck, babe,” he muttered, blinking as his bare chest lay against yours. He dug his face into your neck, laying on top of you as he smiled, “that was amazing.”
Digging his fingers into your hips, he stared at the ceiling as he released a groaned in bliss before he fell beside you. He wouldn’t say anything, only giving you a tired smile while his breathing was ragged, his thumb grazing your cheek lovingly before giving you one last kiss.
Having already pulled you into his arms as he gave you mini kisses onto your cheeks, you were amazed with how quickly the man’s soft snores emanated the room. You couldn’t help but smile while he looked so content from how much energy he had used that night as he got to finally relax.
It was like he was possessed, turning into a different man with demanding needs once you two went about your escapades, but once it was over; he was mortified as he laid beside you shyly, his blond hair tousled and his cerulean eyes child like. He would just pull you into his arms with a small “I love you” escaping his lip.
Your fingers were intertwined with his, and as his eyes scanned your shimmery bare body, he bit his lip as his eyes fluttered closed, trying to remember your recent activities as soon as he can with a smile. He then put all his weight on top of you, soon switching positions as your small body lays on top of his large one.
The man was a ball of energy, always wanting to go a second round but knowing you needed to rest. He would give you one last searing kiss before leaving a small peck onto your lips to enclose the night’s session as he pulled you flush against his chest, soon drifting off to sleep.
Happiest birthday to that beautiful boy. I love Ashton goddamn much. He makes me happy and when i hear his giggles it make me smile as well. I adore him just bc the way he is. He has a pretty nice soul. Damn his drumming skills still amaze me, he’s so talented. And his voice is so pretty as well. I hope he would sing more bc i need it. Also he’s so precious and he deserves the whole world. 💙💙
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ASHTON!
A cold blast of air hit you like a wall as you wandered hesitantly out of the bus, goosebumps running up and down your arms as you cringed into your scarf. The street was dim, the early hours of the morning meaning only the faint pastel light of the rising sun served to illuminate the frosty cars and snow that bunched in corners of the pavement; not yet thinned out by the grit that would be laid later.
“It’s so co-cold.” you stuttered out, a whine biting at your voice as you buried the lower half of your face into the scarf looped around your neck, glaring hotly at the boy who was leaning against the wall, staring at the frozen surroundings with wide amazed eyes. Turning his head towards you, Taehyung chuckled at your sour impression, his breath puffing out it white fumes.
“It’s not that bad,” he started, stifling a chuckle as you sneezed and held up his arms in a surrender at the curdling glower that followed. His own nose was a dusty red, cheeks raw and bitten where the collar of his coat didn’t quite cover. Though, honestly, he was probably better off that you if the numbness that was spreading through you said anything.
Sniffing in return, you wrapped your arms around you, your pockets doing little to shield you from the cold air. “Easy for you to say, you’re like a fucking heater.” you shivered, mourning your bed that you had been snuggled in half an hour before bitterly. Half an hour before
had turned up at your house, gesturing wildly and screaming about the orgasmic cakes at the best bakery in the whole world and to ‘get up so we can go and stuff our faces!’ . Needless to you hadn’t been impressed, and it had taken nearly twenty minutes of aegyo and begging from Taehyung
until you finally caved into begrudgingly leaving the comfort of your room. To freeze your ass off waiting outside a bakery. At seven in the morning. What the hell were you thinking?
As if sensing the direction of your thoughts, Taehyung
sidled up to you so that your side was pressed into his front, gasping when the cold from your body bled through his layers of clothes.
“Babe,” he exclaimed, pulling you closer as he looped his arms around your waist, effectively squashing the side of your face into his chest. “You’re so cold!”
You melted against him, grumbling out a “Of course I am, it’s goddamn freezing” only for show as
squeezed you tighter.
Shuffling to get comfortable,
hummed gently under his breath, resting his chin on top of head, and shifted so that the pair of you were leaning against the wall with you resting between his legs. Grinning devilishly as an evil idea popped into your head, you snaked your arms under his coat to press your hands against the bare skin of
Taehyung’s torso. The shriek that followed was loud enough to send a couple of birds flying from the roof of the bakery in alarm. The look of utter betrayal that twisted his features was enough to send you struggling away from him, chortling evilly.
Catching your flailing hands in his own,
entwined his fingers with your own, fitting perfectly into yours. “Just for that, I’m not buying you that cake you wanted.” he mumbled, huffing in faux offence.
Your eyes widened in concern, shaking your head and letting out a string of apologies at the mere thought of not getting any of your favourite treat, the thought even more horrifying because of the time and weather.
lips twitched slightly out of his tight line at the sight of you fussing, a full grown smile appearing when you even went as far as throwing in a reluctant ‘oppa’ between your pleads. Ruffling your hair, he leaned down to plant a loud kiss on your forehead, pulling you by your hands closer to the bakery as the lights flickered on.
“Does this mean I’m forgiven?” you asked, peering up at
and pouting in a way you hoped was cute, not that you were any real good at doing aegyo; that was more
nodded, grinning when your cheeks dimpled as a smile rose high in your cheeks. Doing a little jiggle on the balls of your feet to keep warm, you held
Taehyung’s hand tighter in thanks watched as a couple of workers trailed around inside the bakery, setting the cakes up and laying the table with cute pink accents.
A few minutes later a elderly woman appeared at the door, welcoming you into the bakery with a warm smile, cooing about ‘what a cute couple’ you and
were. Almost as soon as you steeped through the doorway you were flooded with not only heat but the homely smell of baked goods and freshly brewed coffee.
“Oh my god, look at those cakes!”
spluttered, dragging you over to the cake display and pointing at each of them. you chuckled, reading out the description to try and decide what you wanted when your arm was jerked up. Glancing over at Taehyung, you saw that he was reaching up to the top of the stand to pick up a couple of boxes, bringing your hand up with him.
“Taehyung,” you started, wiggling your fingers that were still caught in his clasp, “you can let go now.” Taehyung tuned to you, eyes comically wide with his eyebrows curving up in surprise.
“Why?” he whined, gripping your hand tighter as you tried to pry his hand off of yours.
Huffing out a laugh, you added “Because we’re not outside anymore, I’m not cold. Taehyung pouted at you, tugging you closer so that he could whisper a quiet “But I like how your hand feels in mine~” laughing when your cheeks burst with colour and you punched his arm weakly in protest. But his hand remained firmly between your own, fitted nicely long after you had paid and left the bakery, because maybe you liked the way his hand felt in yours too.
Request: Watching Captain America and Bucky with his short hair looks amazing. So hwb Steve one day takes Bucky to get a haircut like the old days and he comes back to the tower handsome asf and reader can’t stop gawking, which leads to a confession and smut? -@charlesgrey1875
Bucky had been gone all morning and it was already lunchtime and he still wasn’t back. You were waiting anxiously at the tower, hoping Bucky and Steve would be back soon. You were biting at the skin around your nails, wondering what Bucky had up his sleeve.
He had told you he had a surprise and you weren’t sure what to expect; you never did with Bucky. He surprised you all the time and you had a feeling this would be huge.
You were squirming anxiously in your seat as you sat in the common room and you sighed, looking at the clock on the wall. “What’s got you so antsy, Y/N?” Vision questioned. You sighed again, looking over at him. “Vis, they’ve been gone all morning.” You complained, leaning your head back against the couch.
Vision smoothly walked closer, rubbing his chin. “Have you tried to contact them? See when they’ll arrive?” He asked, giving you a small smile. You sighed. “I haven’t.” You murmured, feeling kind of stupid for not just texting one of them to see how much longer they’d be.
Just as you picked up your phone from the table, you heard the elevator ding. You gasped and stood to your feet immediately, your heart beating fast. You stood beside Vision, the others piling in from the kitchen.
You saw Steve walk in first with a wide smile. “Oh, good. Everyone is here. We’ve got a treat for you all.” He said with a smirk. “Oh, goodie!” Tony piped, rubbing his hands together as he smiled. A few laughs sounded through the room. You walked closer to the front, standing in front of everyone else.
With a smirk still plastered on his face, Steve left. You waited patiently yet still anxiously for him to return. He finally walked back with Bucky in front of him, his hands on his shoulders. Your eyes widened and you gasped, your mouth hanging open. Bucky’s hair was short. His long hair was gone.
Everyone gasped and started cheering. “Oh, gross! You promised me a treat!” Tony said with a gag. Sam laughed and patted Tony’s shoulder. “Oh come on, even I want fries with that!” He said with a chuckle.
Bucky looked over at you and you felt your feet carrying you over to him. He looked so different. So young, so radiant, so handsome. Bucky looked like Bucky from the 40’s you’d seen in the museum. His smile was just as bright and his hair, gosh, his hair looked so soft. You wanted to run your fingers through it like you’ve done so many times when it was long.
You stood in front of Bucky and he beamed down at you. His eyes were bright and he gently scooped your hands up in his. “How do you like it?” Bucky softly questioned, hoping you didn’t hate it. You couldn’t find the right words to describe how you felt right now. You were in awe, taking in his features. You could see his ears and you could cry at how cute they were.
You tried to say something, anything, and you could tell Bucky was getting nervous and possibly regretting his decision as the seconds ticked by. “Y/N?” Bucky asked, his hands squeezing yours. You breathed out, feeling yourself getting wet the longer you stared at him. “It looks amazing.” You finally managed to say.
Bucky smiled and you could see how his jaw is more defined. “Do you like it?” Bucky asked again. You nodded and blushed. “I love it. So much.” You said with a giggle. You heard Tony gagging again. You shyly turned to the team. “We’ll be back.” You quickly said before pulling Bucky towards the elevator.
“But I didn’t get to feel it!” Tony yelled out, making you and the team laugh. You stepped into the elevator and Bucky turned to you. “What are you doing, Doll?” Bucky asked, confusion crossing his features. You sighed out, your heart starting to race. “I need you. I want-I need-please just-Bucky you have to eat me out and let me feel your hair.” You rushed out, your pulse quickening as you spoke.
Bucky’s eyes widened and the elevator stopped, the doors sliding open. You quickly grabbed Bucky’s hand and pulled him along to your bedroom. You needed Bucky now, you couldn’t wait. He looked undeniably sexy with his shorter hair. At this moment in time, you never knew how you needed short hair Bucky in your life.
You pushed your door open and slammed Bucky against it. He grunted and you hopped into his arms. “Doll, what’s gotten into you?” Bucky chuckled as he took you over to the bed.
You pulled Bucky on top of you and crashed your lips against his. You moaned into the kiss and let your hands feel Bucky’s hair for the first time today. It felt soft and so short, but you loved it. You heard Bucky growl low in his throat as you tugged on it.
Bucky hands roughly pulled down your pants and panties, throwing them to the floor. He kissed your neck and slid your shirt off, tossing it to the pile. You bit your lip and felt his hand move down to your clit. Bucky moaned as he felt how wet you were.
“Fuck, Y/N, you’re already so wet.” Bucky said with a smirk. You looked at him and his hair was ruffled and it looked so sexy. Bucky kissed down your torso after taking your bra off. You were completely bare and exposed to Bucky.
A moan fell from your lips when you felt Bucky kiss the inside of your thigh. His stubble rubbed against your skin and goosebumps covered you. Bucky smirked, looking up at you. His arms wrapped over your waist and he began to lick up your slit.
You gasped as your eyes closed and your hips jerked from being so sensitive. Bucky’s tongue flicked against your clit before he sucked on it. Your hands flew to his hair and you tugged on it, causing Bucky to moan against you.
Bucky’s short hair was quickly becoming your favorite thing. You could feel him groaning as you raked your hands through his hair over and over again, pulling at it.
You opened your eyes to watch Bucky and he was already staring up at you. He shook his head back and forth before shoving his tongue into your soaked pussy. You moaned, your voice coming out higher.
Bucky slid in two fingers and pumped them in and out of you fast, hitting your g-spot continuously. You arched your back and Bucky held your hips down as you started to cum, your moans catching in your throat.
Your pussy throbbed and Bucky kept going, wanting you to come again. Your thighs shook around his head and his short hair tickled your skin. Bucky moaned again, licking long and hard stripes on your pussy.
Another orgasm was fast approaching and you relished in the sounds coming from between your legs. It was sloppy and wet, loud and naughty. Your nails scraped against Bucky’s head and you tugged on his hair as hard as you could as you came for the second time.
Your chest was rising and falling quickly as Bucky pulled away from your pussy with a loud smack. “God, you’re gonna rip my hair out one day.” Bucky said with a deep chuckle. You lazily looked up at Bucky as he hovered over you again.
Bucky’s hair was wild and you blushed at how you messed it up so badly. He was just so hot with short hair. “I love your long hair, but damn, your short hair is amazing.” You breathed out with a smile.
You felt Bucky rub his clothed hard cock against your sensitive pussy. Bucky wiped at his lips and chin, licking off his fingers. “Well, you taste amazing. Think your pretty pussy can come for me one more time?” Bucky asked, leaning down to kiss you.
You pulled him closer and helped him take off his pants and boxers. Bucky immediately slid inside of your pussy. You gasped, feeling full and overstimulated. Bucky groaned and started thrusting in and out of you slowly.
Your hands rested in Bucky’s hair and you tried to tug gently on it, not wanting to hurt him. Bucky looked into your eyes and bit his lip, watching your face contort with pleasure from his thick cock. “Pull on it.” Bucky rasped.
You looked up at him hesitantly. “I pulled hard last time, I don’t wan-” Bucky growled and thrust into you faster, using his flesh hand to rub fast circles on your clit. The action caused your fingers to tighten in his hair and yank his head back a tad. “Fuck!” Bucky yelled, a wicked smile on his face.
You moaned at the sight and watched his eyes roll into the back of his head as you tugged on his hair again. You felt yourself getting closer and you squealed, the force of his thrusts sending you in a state of euphoria.
Bucky fucked you harder and you felt the bed slam into the wall. Bucky stared down at you and brought his hand up to grip your throat. A moan got caught in your throat. “Fuck. Cum, Y/N. I wanna feel you clench around me. Yes, you’re such a good girl.” Bucky groaned, his hips slapping into yours.
Your back arched and your legs tightened around Bucky’s waist as you started to cum. “Your pussy is so good!” Bucky shouted, an animalistic growl falling from his mouth. You felt hot spurts of his cum filling you up and you gasped for air, coming down from your orgasm.
You moaned lightly, gently massaging your hands through Bucky’s hair. Bucky collapsed on top of you, breathing heavily. He rolled off of you and chuckled deeply. “God. If that’s how you act when I get a hair cut, I wonder what’ll happen if I shave my beard.” Bucky said, looking over at you.
“You better not!” You giggled and blushed, leaning up. You groaned as you felt sore and your pussy was throbbing. Bucky sat up and helped you to the bathroom to clean you up.
You smiled and looked up at Bucky. He was brushing his hair now.. “You look really handsome, Bucky.” You whispered, taking in how his hair looked. Bucky smiled down at you and kissed you. “Let’s get dressed and take a bunch of selfies.” You snorted and followed after Bucky.
Bucky’s short hair was definitely your favorite thing.
Note: this is short (omg a pun!) but I hope you like it!! Bucky with short hair is easily the cutest thing. thanks for the request! feedback is always welcome! .c
Riki remembered distinctly Iason’s instructions: When you return, cut all ties with your counterparts in the slums. He knew all too well that this was the price he had to pay to ensure Guy and the other Bison members remained alive.
SERIOUSLY. Seriously. You know what, fuck you for being able to pull off a suit and still look like a grungy, hot mess of a man, YOU CAN’T HAVE BOTH AT THE SAME TIME DEANFORD.
… Okay so I have a little bit of a thing for bloody Dean, sue me. He seems content, therefore I am as well.
Look at this little cutie golfing, aw. I cannot honestly imagine this dork golfing, but instead driving the golf carts into random places.
So soft, so cute, so yes.
YES, RUN ME OVER, I AM READY
Okay, but if this isn’t the cutest picture you have ever seen, then really, what is? Becuase okay, let’s just start with how sweet and pure and FUCKING BLUE HIS EYES ARE BECAUSE WOW OKAY, WHY DON’T WE JUST INSTALL LASERS IN THEM SO YOU CAN FINISH KILLING ME WITH THEM???? And okay, the little tongue sticking out? Wow, 12/10, please. AND HIS LITTLE THUMBS UP? WOW. And it’s raining, like imagine this giant dork in the rain??? HIS HAIR IS ALL WET AND LIKE KINDA CURLY AND HE’S GOT THE SCRUFFY AND I’M SORRY I’LL STOP NOW, I AM SORRY I AM, not really lmao.
…. Those black shorts are gonna kill me, wtf.
THIS LITTLE SMIRKY FACE, OMG
*me all the time, 24/7, about everything*
Okay??? DEAN GET ALONG WITH SETH PLS, I MISS YOUR FRIENDSHIP I’M SORRY, SETH IS ALSO SORRY, HE IS JUST A LITTLE (huge) SHIT SOMETIMES (most the time).
Blurry but still WOW??????
Okay, I love wrapping hands and wrists, it’s so sexy???
HAHAHAH JUST LIKE HIS HAT SAYS, RIP.
>.> I mean, or I can just keep you? No? Okay.
HE’S SO CUTE, WOW SO FLOOF.
“HEY TAKE A PICTURE OF ME BY THIS FENCE WHILE I DO THIS.”
Back again with the black shorts
This just reminds me of Bugs Bunny saying “Put ‘em up, put ‘em up.”
Renee took this photo, and I honestly LOVE THEM TOGETHER SO MUCH, WOW THEY ARE SO CUTE???? I know they aren’t together in the picture BUT WOW I SHIP THEM THEY ARE ADORABLE AND I HOPE THEY NEVER CHANGE.
… Sweaty, shirtless Dean. Mama likely.
“Hey Shannon, why do you have so many pictures of Dean working out?” “I mean, I-” *FUCKING RUNS AWAY*
I am trying to lip read here, and all I see is ‘What the table?’
WOW THIGHS AND KNEE PADS AND LEATHER AND WOW, Leather daddy. That is his name. HE IS LEATHER DADDY DO NOT TRY TO CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE, NO YOU’RE NOT OKAY.
This is like one of the Office moments.
NOW SISSY THAT WALK. I’m sorry I have no control, I’ll make a real comment, hot dang like a summer choir, walk a little slower why don’t ya Deano?
I know I shouldn’t be attracted to him smoking, I’M SORRY MOM, I KNOW I’M A HUGE DISAPPOINTMENT BUT THIS IS SO ATTRACTIVE TO ME, I DON’T????
Okay wow, this wins. This wins everything. My heart. My life. Everything, I literally am speechless, I CANNOT THINK OF A PROPER SECNTENCE THIS IS TAKING SO MUCH CONCENTRATION BECAUSE HE IS ASO BEAUTFIUL????
Look at these happy little goobers, I love them so much. Are they giggling over going over a speed bump? They’re literally the ccutest and will be the death of me
More evidence that this is a huge dork, I REPEAT DEAN AMBROSE IS A HUGE DORK WHO DESERVES ALL THE LOVE IN THE WORLD (and the WWE World Championship, amiright)
Listen, this is me about 98% of the time. Sometimes, they’re not drunken.
Any questions? No?? This post is made possible by the floofy Dean Ambrose fic my fav wrote @hardcorewwetrash (I suggest you all follow her 5ever, because everything she writes is the bomb.com) ALSO IT’S THIRST PARTY SATURDAY AND GUESS WHO I’M THIRSTY FOR, HAHAHAHAHA, everyone, the answer is everyone.