Where freshly minted Captain Kirkreads up on stuff evenwhen he’s not on shift and nods off in random conference rooms on the Enterprise. Certain first officers who don’t require as much sleep take care of things.
So as you might have guessed, that episode absolutely ruined me. What do I do after watching it? Put on some sad music and re-draw the scene, because apparently I like to suffer. This got entirely out of hand. :”)
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go watch the entire bomb again.
Description: You decide to play a game of push and pull with your ex Jungkook, bringing Jimin along for the ride.
Genre: Smut (M)
Word Count: 8.4k
Warnings: breath play, dom!Jimin, lots and lots of filth.
A/N: This is chapter one of… well, I don’t know. @ellieljade and I just keep brainstorming more and more for this sucker. To the point of us joking about finishing this when we’re in our 90′s….. Anyway. I hope you enjoy. I’ll be working on part two for Room for Dessert and The Guest House soon.
Okay because this is my first ever photo set on here and I’m hella proud of my ugly ass for stepping out of my comfort zone and uploading these 😭 Not really feeling these at allllll (idk wtf I was doing with my hands half the time 😭) but the sun was doing me right today and I feel like I’m actually in an okay mood so why not? 😊 The color yellow ain’t really a norm for me but it’s got my confidence peaking just a little 😬 Happy Friday Y'all 💛☀️🌈 btw… yes, yes that is a pimple on my lip 😂
“You tell me Y/N, do you want this?” he
brushes his thumb over your cheek “Do you want to kiss me?”
you could ever give your response to him, reality hits the shameless boy like a
train. What was he thinking when he asked you such a question? His sudden
tendency to take your feelings for granted by working his moves on you, wasn’t
how he ever wanted it to be. He was curious and quite greedy about having the
chance to win your first kiss. Was it still like a competition for him? Was he
toying with you or was he being serious?
Jungkook was your best friend and his
intentions were never ill to begin with. You knew from day one, when he held
your hand and decided to be your friend back then in kindergarten, that he was
anything but harmful. You were well aware of the fact that he could be trusted,
and all these years of friendship proved that he was a keeper. Maybe you could
trust him? But what would it change? Only jungkook had the answers and
decisions to take in this very moment, yet he suddenly stepped away from you
am I doing, right now? Jungkook would suddenly ask
himself as he eyed your lips up-close for the first time in his life
A/N: this is a bit of an extension of the birthday bows/valentine woes world, but certainly functions as a stand alone piece. thank you for the request*, nonny 😘
this is a very, very smutty, dirty piece about anal so if that’s not your thing, turn back now. there’s a lot of movement in this, so please offer me a bit of suspension of disbelief and just know that harry and his missus did everything they needed to in order to be clean and safe in this encounter.
*requests are currently closed
He didn’t mean it. Really, he didn’t. Well, he did, but he didn’t. And he certainly didn’t mean it anymore. Not now. Not now that you were hanging it over his head and torturing him with it.
It had been just another nightly FaceTime before bed from miles and miles apart; well bedtime for you, the night had only just started in Jamaica. And it was just typical banter to hide the sour feeling due to return once you hung up. And it was just a sly comment to rile you up, get you excited to join him in Jamaica in a few days.
“Yeh not gonna be able to keep yeh hands off me, love.” And that would have been enough, but Harry often struggled when it came to shutting his big, stupid mouth. “Not even if yeh wanted.”
Your eyes went wide in surprise, mouth ajar with incredulity. “Excuse me?” you scoffed. “I can keep my hands to myself much better than you can, H.”
“Right.” A cocky smirk crossed his lips. “Always got yeh hands all over me, kitten, ’specially when we’re reunited. S’never enough with you. Keep me up all night–satisfy your every need–but then yeh right back on me in the mornin’. Insatiable, you are.”
“If I’m insatiable, what’s that make you?!” Sure, he was right; you liked a few sleepless nights upon reunion, enjoyed testing the limits of your bodies, but it’s not like he protested. It’s not like he didn’t want to explore your body, relearn your inner workings mind, body and soul and try a few new things, too.
“Sex slave. At your every beck and call, kitten.” He was pleased with himself, grinning ear-to-ear as he teased you.
I’ve kind of had a craving for angry, jealous Dean lately…
Gator @salvachester - this one’s for you <3
You climb out of the back seat, tugging your skirt down
self-consciously. Dean is staring at your legs, his jaw clenched, and
even Sam swallows hard, then turns away.
“Does it look that bad?” you ask, worried for a moment that maybe
you’re not dressed appropriately to be an FBI agent.
Sam clears his throat, and Dean growls out, “You look fine.”
You straighten your jacket, lift your chin, and get into the head
space you need, a little condescending, a little no-nonsense, like
you’re used to getting what you ask for. Dean gives you one more
glance and, looking like he’d like to eat someone, leads the way into
the police station.
You and Sam trail Dean to the front desk, standing a step behind and
flashing your badges dutifully when the officer on duty asks if he
can help you. “What can we do for the FBI?” he asks, just a touch
of snark behind his words, and you can almost feel Dean’s thunderous
frown. He’s been on edge for days, and this day seems to be a bad
one. His temper has been unpredictable, his level of patience almost
zero, and you cringe a little internally at what his reaction might
“Is your superior officer around? Maybe the big boys should talk,”
he snaps, and the officer behind the desk stands up, all six feet and
at least four inches of him, maybe even a little taller than Sam.
“Listen, Agent Hetfield. We don’t take kindly to feds coming in and
throwing their weight around. If we can help, fine. But don’t go
making demands like we owe you. We work for a living around here,
You can almost feel Dean’s chest swelling, his temper ready to
blow, and you step forward, one hand on his arm as you push your way
in front of him. “Sorry, Officer – Thomas, is it? Please forgive
my partner, this case has him a little wired.” You turn to look up
at Dean, your lips tight as you speak to him in a pleasant voice,
aware that he will hear the anger beneath. “Agent Hetfield, Agent
Hammett, why don’t you go get that coffee we were talking about? I’ll
get what we need here and meet you outside.” You narrow your eyes
at him, the threat behind them clear.
“Yeah. Why don’t we just do that,” he grinds out, giving a curt
nod to the officer and turning on his heel to stalk to the door,
flinging it open without a pause. Sam smiles politely, then turns to
I thought of this while in star bucks one day. What if MC worked at a coffee shop part time before meeting the RFA and continued to work there after joining and one of the members walked in and ordered a drink without realizing it was MC. So she obviously recognized them from chat so she wrote a little message on their cups, only for them to realize it after they left. ?
I apologize if this is kind OOC? Feed back is appreciated!
Stands there for awhile before heading to the counter
MC smiles brightly at him as she recognized him.
Orders a Venti Hot chocolate
MC nods and says “Coming right up, can I get your name for the order?”
a small giggle escaped her as she nodded and walked away with his cup before writing down a special note for him.
“ It was nice to see you in person, Superman Yoosung! ^3^. Since I made you this drink…you got to return the favor remember? - MC ❤ ”
He thinks she’s cute but he can’t fall for the barista right? He’s already talking to MC via messenger!
They exchange thank you’s and he walks out.
Notices the little note on the side of his cup as he got to the bus stop to head to the University.
NON STOP SMILES FOR THE REST OF THE DAY
sends a text message to MC
“MC!!! Why didn’t you tell me you worked there?!! I can’t bring myself to throw this cup away now! It’s just a reminder that we are really under the same sky!”
Walks in, obviously thinks the barista is cute
MC smiles as friendly as she could. She didn’t want to make it obvious.
His ego get’s the best of him
“I bet you’re a fan, You want a autograph? How about a Selca with me?”
She nods and takes out her phone real quickly. Takes the photo
he’s now grinning. she’s so cute ~
Orders a grande Tea.
MC nods as she turned to start his order.
“You were right, you are more handsome in person. Also I managed to get your fan club to come to the party ~ Hopefully I can get my hands on you too, Zenny ~ MC ❤ “
After they exchange thank you’s he flashed her a playful smirk and winked.
Quickly she logged onto the messenger to leave the selca they took together with the caption
“…I ran into my favorite actor today hehe ~ ! “
[ photo attachment of her and Zen together ]
As Zen left he took a drink only to see the note in the corner of his eye
turning the cup. He read it
CUE HIM SPITTING OUT HIS HOT DRINK
debates to turn back or not
hears his messenger go off
reads what MC says and laughs as he seen her sign off real fast.
decides to send a text message to her
“You know I will be coming over here every day now to see my princess ~ “
She decided to go to a different cafe today
walks into MC’s work place.
Looks at the beverage board for a few minutes
MC standing there with a huge grin on her face
tries so hard to not say her name out loud.
as Jaehee walks up to the counter she orders
1 for her boss. A espresso with 2 shots for him
1 for her. A Venti coffee for her. ( 3 creams 4 sugars )
MC Nodded as she asked which cup is her drink.
Quickly writes a small note on her cup
“You can do this Jaehee! Remember I am here for you if you ever need support ~ Cheer up! - MC ❤ “
and writes another note on Jumin’s cup
“…you better be nice to Jaehee today, She’s human too. - MC”
As she put the cup in the cup holders she smiled towards Jaehee
“…I hope you have a nice day, Miss. Jaehee ~”
That’s when Jaehee smiled and nodded, walking out she went back to the car. Passing one cup to Jumin.
a small pause
Oh no… he doesn’t like it does he??
“…MC wrote some strange note on my cup”
looks at it. Gasps lightly as she noticed there was writing on her cup as well.
Smiles brightly as they drove past the cafe
NOW SHE CAN’T STOP SMILING
ALL DAY ALL SMILES. HAPPY BAEHEE
and a confused Jumin
RARELY goes to a cafe on his own.
ASSISTANT KANG HELP
walks in on his own, instantly regrets it.
how does one order a drink? do they walk up?
do they come to him?
MC can’t help but suppress the giggling and smiling she’s doing
C & R Director is in her coffee shop looking so lost.
Decides to walk up to him with a pen and paper in hand
“…Excuse me J—Sir?”
a commoner walking up to him? so he was right they walk up to you
“…you seem out of place. You need help?”
a flash smile touched his lips before walking up to the counter with her
Asks which drink is the best.
“…you seem like the type of man who’d enjoy a regular type of drink. I can make you a grande french vanilla?”
nods as he paid and left a reasonable tip
LET’S JUST SAY HE LIKED THE HELP
AND MAYBE HER FACE
AND THAT NO-ONE TOOK TIME TO HELP
he’s waiting for his cup on the other side so she took liberty to write a small note
“…I cannot help but think you’re so cute while all flustered. Please say hello to Elizabeth 3rd for me. I hope you have a good day at work. - MC ❤ “
After she was done she passed it over to him
“Have a nice day, Mr. Jumin, sir ~ “
turns around and nods before walking to his car.
As he got in he noticed the small note on the side
reading it he couldn’t help but chuckle
“…Driver Kim. I want to come to this exact place every day at the same time.”
Luciel / 707 / defender of justice ….[Saeyoung]
Already knew she worked there. But since he was rare to post selca’s in chat
he decided to have fun with this.
Walks in and decides to grab a smoothie for the day.
RIGHT SOMETHING HEALTHY FOR ONCE
What Saeyoung forgot is that he recently posted a photo of himself in chat
MC knew who he was. Seven knew who she was
LET THE GAMES BEGIN
“…what’s your healthiest smoothie?”
“…I’d have to say the orange mango smoothie. It hits the taste buds”
“…okay can I get a hot chocolate”
707 that little shit
“can I get a name for this order?”
MC snorts as she nods, grabbing his cup she wrote a small note
“using your friend’s name huh? well it was nice to see you in person, God seven! now go save the earth! ~ 606 ❤ “
they exchange thank you’s and good byes before he walked away
he looked down at his cup and couldn’t help but laugh.
Prompt- lena is running for president and she meets kara on the campaign trail
“Ponytail” Kara jerked to attention, “Lena Luthor will be in National City for her Presidency campaign. You’re covering it.”
“Did I stutter?” Kara adjusted her glasses shaking her head. Snapper had never given her anything so high profile before, it was just a shock. “Great. Don’t screw it up.”
“Sorry. Excuse me. I’m sorry.” Kara shuffled sideways through the row towards an empty seat in the middle. Clutching her purse to her side trying not to hit anyone in the face. Slipping into the seat, Kara dropped her purse between her feet rummaging for her notepad and pen.
Kara looked around the room as a man at the mic thanked everyone for attending and made Lena’s introduction. It was a small venue, a bit bigger than a school gymnasium, but not by much. There was press scattered throughout the room, but mostly it was women and young adults that filled the seats. A few held hand made signs of support, calling people to vote for Lena as president.
The clicking of heels on the stage brought Kara’s attention back to the stage. She was well versed on Lena’s platform, she had been paying attention to the poles, and the interviews, and generally staying informed, but she had never seen the woman in person. The cameras certainly didn’t do her justice.
Lena crossed the stage, as she had done a hundred times before. Ignoring the flashes of cameras and the random shouting Lena smiled into the crowd, thanking everyone once again for coming. The floor was immediately opened to questions from the public. Not all were relevant or profound but Lena answered each one as they were the most important question. Finally at her time signal, she opened the floor to the press.
The first to jump up from her seat was a tall blonde. Hair tied back in a ponytail, wearing a yellow sundress, and thick rimmed glasses.
“Hi Ms. Luthor, Kara Danvers from CatCo magazine.” Lena gave a smile of support as the young woman stumbled over her question. She was not the typical image of the female reporter Lena saw on the campaign trail. She was the exact opposite. Most women of the press she saw took on the same serious hard looks as the men. Kara Danvers however, stood among the sea of black like a ray of sunshine.
A snicker brought Lena’s attention back. She could tell Kara was nervous but she had still asked a relevant and important question. How did she plan to support (financially or otherwise) for her initiative to keep more young girls interested in STEM throughout their academics? As a woman that had built most of her career off a background in science, it was a cause dear to her heart. As she spoke she noticed the woman’s brows furrowing as she scribbled. Without realizing it Lena had started to move up on her toes, as if the motion would somehow let her see what was being written down so frantically.
As Lena made her way through the rest of the questions her eyes kept drifting to the reporter. Watching her as Kara watched other reporters ask their questions before scribbling down Lena’s answers. As the time slot came to an end, Lena gracefully made her exit, listening to her closer tell the audience that Ms. Luthor would be back on the floor in a minute to mingle and introduce herself. After a quick drink of water to prepare herself for the next hour of chatting Lena went back out to say more personal hello’s to those who came to show their support.
Immediately pulled in by a group of young women looking to get a photo, Lena looked away from Kara to smile at the camera. When she looked back at the chairs they were empty. Determined not to be bothered by the quick exit Lena continued making her rounds, nodding politely at suggestions offered, smiling for photos, and answering questions that didn’t have the opportunity to be heard when she was on stage. Catching a glimpse of yellow Lena turned mid photo.
“I’m sorry.” Lena smiled again for the camera before placing her hand on the person’s back. “If you’ll excuse me.” Lena departed before she heard groans of disappointment. Her eyes narrowing in on the reporter that was currently talking to a young man that had come out to hear her talk.
“Hello” Lena smiled at the young man before turning slightly to Kara. “Sorry, I interrupted… please continue.”
“No no Ms. Luthor, Eli here just finished answering my question on why he believes you have so many young people here today.” Kara smiled brightly as the young man took his cue to leave.
“I hope you won’t be using that as your code for LGBT” Lena’s lifted her eyebrow as she saw the realization flash across Kara’s face as she quickly took in the group again, suddenly seeing all the Pride paraphernalia she had missed before. “Apparently everyone here but you already knows my little secret.”
“It’s ok, I came out of the closet long before I ever thought of running for president. But it would make a nice touch don’t you think? First lesbian president.”
“Yes it would!” Feeling like she poked enough fun at Kara, Lena decided to switch topics.“You didn’t seem impressed by my answers today Ms. Danvers.”
“I’m not sure if I was.” Lena was used to the doubt. She had been stuck with it ever since she was adopted and took on the Luthor name.
“Why is that exactly?”
“Your views. They are wonderful. But I feel that you are optimistic. That you will not be able to make them happen as easily as you think they will.”
“One thing I have learned Ms.Danvers-“
“One thing I have learned, Kara” Lena smiled as the name rolled off her tongue. “Is that things rarely come easy.”
Crossing her arms Lena continued when she saw Kara’s eyes soften. “I just want to make a difference, you understand that?”
Lena finally broke eye contact as she saw Jess motioning off to the side. “I do have a question for you though Ms. Luthor-“
“Unfortunately Kara. I have to keep making rounds. But…how about I take you out to dinner?” Lena smirked, lightly biting down her bottom lip. “And you can ask me anything you want.” Lena signalled Jess to approach.
“Jess, can you give Kara my card? And write my personal number on it please.” Lena mouth twitched as she watched Kara’s lips fall open slightly in surprise. “I hope this isn’t the last time we talk.”
Kara took the card from Jess was she watched Lena walk away smiling to a couple she moved towards. “I hope not either.”