foods that make you go to the bathroom

Hey if you live in south west Texas anywhere along the coast and up to San Antonio, Austin, and Houston, check your local weather updates because Hurricane Harvey is supposed to hit us friday night.

Please evacuate if they tell you to. If you dont have to, be sure you have plenty of batteries, water (fill up your bathtubs so you can use the water to flush), ice (for your perishable food if your power goes out), gas if you have a generator, flashlights, and plenty of non-perishables.

I suggest getting a portable charger for your phone and making sure its charged up too.

**Also, pet owners**:
Make sure your pets have tags and you have your vets contact info. A lot of animals get out during storms.

If you think your dog wont be able to go to the bathroom outside, I suggest buying Puppy Potty Training Pads.That way they can to the the bathroom inside but its on a nice litte sheet that you can just toss.

If you are able to take your dogs out, i suggest taking them out on a leash or checking your fence first. Sometimes storms can knock down a fence without you knowing, so be careful if you’re used to just letting your dog out in the back yard.

Finally:
• stay away from windows
• stay inside
• keep updated
• NEVER run your generator inside
• watch out for flooding, if the waterlooks too deep or you’re not sure, dont drive through it. Turn around.
• be safe

If you’re like me and you live in an apartment and this is your first hurricane you have to deal with by yourself feel free to message me if you wanna talk. I’m from Houston so I have some experience with these things lol

Sugar Baby Education 101: 7 Etiquette Habits

It is a big part of sugar baby’s lifestyle to be comfortable go out on dates with their SDs to high-end restaurants, opening galleries, charities, fundraisers, and balls. What most newbies do not know/lack is the proper etiquette habits. 

For those men who surround themselves with successful people 24/7, would be a big turn off to be with a young lady who does not know how to behave and know the unspoken rules in the public. It is important for all sugar babies to know how to act classy and elegant, take your time, don’t be in a rush, be sophisticated and be a mystery for your SD. 

When you are dating a millionaire, the right manners and ways of conducting yourself assume an even a greater importance since they indicate grooming and class – qualities which are important in the upper classes.

Here are a few tips on dating etiquette if you are seeing someone rich and successful and wish to come off as his/her ideal partner.

#1 How to Communicate

  • Not every thought that comes into your head should come out of your mouth. Vet your thoughts. Speaking your mind does not mean sharing every thought. Some thoughts are not appropriate and could cause irreparable damage to your relationships.
  • Never gossip. Most gossip is bad, negative and damages relationships.
  • Look everyone in the eye for no more than 5 seconds at a time, then divert your glance for another 5 seconds. Practice will turn this into a habit. 
  • Make eye contact with people you speak with.
  • Never criticize, condemn or complain about anyone to another relationship. It’s a giant red flag. People will assume that you are bad mouthing them and will try to stay away from forming any strong relationships with you.

#2 Focus on your partner

When dating a rich man , it is important to let them know you value the time and effort your partner is spending on you. And one of the best ways to do this is by being attentive to your date. Maintain steady eye contact with him and listen actively to what he has to say. Smile often and present a positive body language. Also avoid fiddling with our phone (do not take pictures of the food, take snapchat of yourself, etc. do not present yourself as immature girl.). Unless you’re on call at a high-pressure job, you have no excuse for frequently checking your PDA. Flashing expensive technology makes you look self-absorbed and immature. If you must take a call or check a text, apologize for being rude, and tell your date why it’s necessary.

#3 Eating Etiquette

Believe it or not, most people don’t know how to eat. In the adult world of the successful, you need to know how to eat at social settings. Let’s go down the list:

  • As soon as you sit in your chair take the napkin off the table and drape it over your lap.
  • Never begin eating until everyone has their meal.
  • Never chew with your mouth opened.
  • Never talk while you’re chewing your food.
  • Never dip any food you’re eating into a sauce everyone is using.
  • Don’t wolf down your food. Eat at the same pace as everyone else at the table.
  • Never hold a spoon, fork or knife with your fist.
  • Outside fork is for salads, inside fork for the meal.
  • Never make gestures while your utensils are in your hands.
  • Never reach for anything like salt and pepper. Always ask someone to pass things like that.
  • Don’t slouch at the table. Sit straight up.
  • After the meal, excuse yourself and go to the bathroom and make sure you don’t have any food in your teeth. Carry a toothpick or something similar in your wallet or purse wherever you go.
  • If your date orders, compliment his choices, whether it is his choice of dessert or the wine. At the end of the dinner, thank your partner for inviting you out and don’t leave it for the next day.Focus

#4 Dress Etiquette

When dating a millionaire, it is crucial to turn out in a classy and elegant manner. Adopt a personal style which highlights your best features and above all, get the basics of grooming right. Even though you may not be able to afford a Louis Vuitton handbag or a Cartier watch, ensure that whatever you are wearing is suits you and is appropriate for the occasion.

  • Work and Job Interviews – Some professions have special purpose clothing like construction, roadwork, electricians etc. If you work in an office, dress like your boss or your boss’s boss. In some offices it’s business casual, in others, it’s a suit and tie for men. For women its slacks, or skirts with open collars, heels or no heels are ok.
  • Weddings, Wakes, Funerals –  In most cases, this will be suit and tie for men. For women, it’s the same as work clothes but many women like to wear more formal gowns or a more stylish cocktail dress, usually worn with heels. Some cultures have special dress codes you need to be aware of.
  • Formals – Usually formals are black tie optional, black tie or white tie for men. Optional usually means a dark suit, tie or black bow tie, dark shoes. Black tie means black tuxedo, dark shoes, white tie means black tailcoat, white wing-collar shirt, white bow tie, black shoes for men. For women, it’s a long formal gown or short cocktail dress or dressy long skirt and top, usually worn with heels. White ties are very rare.

#5 Introducing Yourself

In life, you will be forced into situations where you will meet new people. This is an opportunity to develop valuable relationships.

There are 5 basic rules to making introductions:

  • Smile
  • Firm Handshake
  • Make Eye Contact
  • In one sentence explain who you are, why you’re there and who you know at the event
  • Ask Questions About the Person You are Introducing Yourself to.

#6 Basic Manners

  • Yes
  • Please
  • Thank you
  • Be punctual (Being punctual is especially important when dating the rich since for them time is money, and as soon as they find you tardy, they will see you as a waste of time.)
  • Excuse me when interrupting or entering a conversation
  • Don’t interrupt someone while they are talking
  • Don’t roll your eyes when someone says something you disagree with
  • Don’t look away when someone is talking to you
  • Never check your cell phone when talking to someone
  • Stay positive and keep criticisms and negative comments to yourself
  • Compliment, compliment, compliment
  • Thank anyone hosting an event, dinner etc.
  • Never curse or use inappropriate language during social events
  • Never be rude

#7 Learn to handle embarrassing moments

No one is born with perfect manners and it is all a matter of practice. So while dating your SD if you realize that you have committed a faux pas, make as little of it as possible. Ignore whatever you did or didn’t do and force your mind onto something else. Go on smoothly as if nothing happened and very soon people around you will do the same.

Being Roommates with Overwatch Characters:

Genji: Very quiet and respectful, never eats your food. But he never sleeps, so that can get awkward. Sometimes he does his ninja training in the living room at like 3am. When you go down to yell at him he has mysteriously vanished…

McCree: Super friendly, super messy. He will always invite you into his room to watch this cool video he found on YouTube that you’ve certainly already seen, but he just found it. He thinks the fridge is more of a communal zone. You can take his food, and he can take your’s. He prefers to cook meals to share though, not that he’s any good at cooking. Is often hungover in the mornings.

Pharah: Isn’t home a lot. She’s very focused on her career. Her interactions with you are very formal at first, kinda stiff and awkward. It will either stay that way forever, or one night of drinking and video games will break the ice and give you a million inside jokes.

Reaper: Just the worst roommate ever. The second he’s done with something, he drops it on the ground. Beer bottles? Check. Towel? Yep. Laundry? You once found a pair of his boxers in the refrigerator for fucks sake Reyes, why is this here? NEXT TO MY MILK! He always claims he was the last one who did dishes. He never does dishes.

Soldier 76: The weird roommate you met through Craigslist who seems quiet and reserved at first, but once he gets going on his conspiracy theories and how THE SYSTEM IS BROKEN he will never shut up. Constantly plays CoD on the couch. Never seems to go to work, but always pays rent on time. Does the chores with military precision.

Tracer: Lives outside of time, quite literally. So be prepared to remind her of appointments, when rent is due, that it is not in fact the weekend so could she stop playing Just Dance so loud past eleven? It’s frustrating, but she’s so much fun to be around you forgive her.  She is on first name basis with all the bartenders in the neighborhood, and drinking with her is always an epic adventure.

Bastion: You bought this old thing on eBay. They said it was non-functional, but it immediately sprang to life in your apartment. It spends all its time out on the balcony, where a flock of birds have made it their home. Every once in a while you wake up in the middle of the night to find it crouched in the corner of your room in turret mode. Then you realize someone was being loud outside and it got scared.

Hanzo: There are two Hanzos. Calm, collected, brooding Hanzo, and I’LL TELL YOU WHEN I’VE HAD ENOUGH SAKEsshdhshjkfk Hanzo. Hanzo is normally very organized, his room his spartan and he made a chore schedule that he treats like it is law. But about two times a week he gets shit faced on expensive sake, cries about his brother, tries to fight a house plant (claiming it knows nothing of honor when he falls on his ass), and ends the evening on the balcony, pegging passersby with perfect precision with YOUR HOTDOGS THAT HE STOLE FROM THE FRIDGE, HANZO COME INSIDE.

Junkrat: Just, an absolute disaster. Your apartment has become a junkyard. Scraps of machines all of the place. And it smells terrible because he’s constantly mixing weird chemicals in the bathtub. You’ve started showering at the gym, and are terrified when you have to pee. You’ve had three minor fires in the place since he moved in, and you’re pretty sure he’s a criminal. You’d call the cops, but his… boyfriend? You’re not sure. His giant man partner keeps coming around and staring at you silently and you’re just trying to stay alive, okay?

Mei: Is terribly sweet and friendly, but messy and forgetful. You can’t get mad at her, because she always apologizes profusely when she forgets to do the dishes or take out the trash or that this is her week to buy toilet paper. She’s often wrapped up in her work, and loves to go on exuberant explanations of the science involved that you don’t even half understand. But you smile and nod along. She’s just so excited, you can’t interrupt her. Her bedroom is cluttered with items she collected from her travels and adventures, mixed with scientific equipment and climbing gear. She always wants you to come on nature hikes. They are beautiful but exhausting. That girl has boundless energy. The only time she gets mad is if you try to throw away a recyclable.

Torbjörn: He is constantly making noise, hammering, laughing like a maniac, riveting??? WTF is he doing in his room???? He’s very cranky and opinionated (do not bring up Omnics, trust me), but after a few beers he has some of the most amazing stores you’ve ever heard. He keeps his mess to his room and only forgets to do his chores every once in a while. But food in the fridge is going to disappear and he’ll get very defensive when you ask him about it. Also, long golden beard hairs! EVERYWHERE! in the bathroom! Clean out the drain when you’re done!

Widowmaker: The most intimidating person you’ve ever lived with. Hell, ever met. She will walk around in nothing but a towel, but it’s actually kind of terrifying? Like she’s daring you to say something to her??? You’re pretty sure she’s killed at least two people in the neighborhood. No one can prove it. You feel like she’s constantly watching you in your room… you’ve looked for cameras and found nothing. She leaves for days at a time, and then suddenly appears silently in the middle of the apartment. You didn’t hear the front door open????? WTF IS HAPPENING???? She leaves all the chores to you, will pretend she only speaks French if she’s not in the mood to talk to you. You’re pretty sure you’re going to be found dead in the bathtub and there will be no records of your roommate…

D.Va: Almost never does chores, acts like she did you a favor when she finally washes a single dish. Is constantly live streaming from the couch. You haven’t been able to watch TV since she moved in. She invites you to play games just to utterly destroy your ass at them. She got sponsored by Doritos and Mountain Dew so now the apartment is full of that crap. She acts like that’s her contribution to groceries because she saw you eat a chip. You thought she hated you until someone on her stream called you a loser and she tore them a new asshole. Is this what having a sister is like???

Reinhardt: Snores like a freight train is rumbling through the apartment. You can hear it through the walls. Through your earplugs. Nothing helps. He is incredibly helpful and friendly though. Always does his chores, does a few of your’s if you don’t stop him. Loves to cook dinner, but will always make the weirdest German fusion food. Any nice thing you do for him gets the most enthusiastic thanks that it makes you want to do nice things for him all the time.

Roadhog: You’ve seen some shit, man. Shit you can never tell anyone. Mostly because it would damage Roadhog’s bad ass reputation, and you will not make him angry. His room is full of plushies. He sleeps on them in a big pile. He spends all day playing Animal Crossing and he helps paint your nails. His weirdo boyfriend? You don’t know, small manic man partner comes over sometimes, but you managed to get them to not set off any explosions in the house(by claiming to protect the plushies). When Roadhog first showed up, you were terrified. But he’s turned out to be a really sweet guy. When you’re not on his shit list. You will do anything not to get on the shit list… A UPS driver damaged his limited edition Rainbow Sparkle Bear, and you heard the screams……..

Winston: Spends all his time in his room on his computer. He’s nice enough when he comes out, but that’s usually only for more peanut butter. He’s kind of shy and awkward around you at first, but one day you ask about the glory days of Overwatch, and you get a story hour of epic proportions. After that he is your buddy. Tracer comes by sometimes, always bringing a fresh batch of bananas. Winston tries to act insulted, but you always catch him eating them later. He forgets to do his chores, a lot. He always promises he’ll get around to them. After this experiment is finished… It never gets done.

Zarya: Your living room is now a gym. She moved in a professional looking weight set and bench. “This is just for casual,” she tells you. She constantly makes “helpful” remarks about your physique. She thinks if you just did some deadlifts, your legs would be much stronger. Much more solid. You are like noodle. She tries to train you on the weight set in the living room. She proves that she can benchpress you, and then gives you some fifty pound weights “For a warm up”. May god have mercy on your soul.

Lúcio: Just the nicest roommate ever. He will sit on the couch with you until 3 am talking through your problems. He baked you a cake on your birthday. Is it your day to do chores? He saw you weren’t feeling well, so he just did them this morning. Don’t worry about it, fam, I got you. He only asks you for things on behalf of others. Will you help him organize a fundraiser for the local kid’s soccer organization? Come to a protest to improve the working conditions in factories? Could you maybe drop off this extra portion of dinner to the old lady next door on your way out? Say hi to her cats for him. The only thing that can be annoying is he can get lost in his music and forget that it’s super late. But when that wakes you up, you usually just go and sit down in his room and watch him work on his latest tracks.

Mercy: You really won’t see her that often. She is an incredibly overworked doctor. She is a very kind and patient person, but you can tell she is constantly bone tired. You don’t even ask her to do chores, you just do them all yourself. She barely ever uses dishes or makes a mess anyway. She leaves you little cakes she bought at the bodega as a thank you every now and then. Most of your communication is through post it notes, as you are often on completely different schedules. She seems nice, but you don’t really know her.

Symmetra: Everything has to be just so. She doesn’t even let you do chores, she doesn’t trust that you did them right. She will say the bathroom is filthy when it looks sparkling to you. She is constantly creating little robots to do work for her, so you don’t feel too bad letting her clean? She is incredibly sheltered, and can get hostile when you challenge her world view. But at the same time, you can tell she’s lonely and hurting. With small gestures here and there, maybe you can become friends.

Zenyatta: Just, the chillest bro you have ever met. He floats around the apartment and doesn’t eat anything so he doesn’t cause messes. He still helps with the chores, because it is more balanced that way. When you go through a break up he will listen and give you advice that honestly makes you feel better. He invites you to mediate, and makes it sound like a really great activity. His pupil, Genji, is always coming around. Zenyatta is so happy to see him. Neither of them eat, but Genji makes you ramen sometimes and its SO GOOD. They are both cinnamon rolls, and your life is better for knowing them. Occasionally Zenyatta knocks something over as he floats by, but that’s about the only drawback.

robins and random tweets

Damian to Tim: Things you have done this year that irritated me: an anthology.


guy: excuse me, can you jump my car
Damian: *tying shoes* probably how tall is it
guy: no like-
Damian: *handing phone* take a video


Bruce: I’m anti-murder
Jason: Wow, that’s narrow-minded


Interviewer: what’s on your back?
Damian: a katana
I: what?
Damian: it’s a japanese sword used…you know what [takes back résumé] I don’t think I wanna work here


Jason [referring to Outlaws]: We weren’t traipsing, Bruce. We are rapscallions. We galavant.


Tim
[side eyeing Bruce]: Parents who have allowed your10 yr olds to become spoiled brats …We’ll check back in 10 years to see how that worked out for you.



Jason: When I die (again), I hope I have enough time to point at a complete stranger and whisper “you did this.”



GOOD COP: I’m going to read you your rights
BAD COP: I’m going to beat a confession out of you
Dick: you both make some good points


Damian [after tossing a baby a piece of cheese]: A dog would have caught it


Damian: (to the tune of We Will Rock You)
I feed my dog dog food


[Staring at bedroom ceiling]
Tim:Don’t worry. It happens to every guy
Jason:Not to me it doesn’t!
*resumes trying to unscrew lid from pasta jar


CELLMATE: What are you in for?
Dick *shifty eyed*: Bad shit, man.
[Flashback to Dick duct taping harmonicas to hand dryers in the McDonald’s bathroom]


Tim: if ghosts r real why are there no dinosaur ghosts? think about that, but u won’t bc i just blew your mind with something called logic, idiot


Jason: When I suggested we try a little role play, this is not what I had in mind
Tim: [in Jabba the Hutt costume] JUST PUT ON THE GOLD BIKINI


Therapist: How do you feel?
Tim: With my hands.
T: Do you deflect a lot?
Tim: Only sharp objects. If it’s fluffy, I just let it hit me.


*waves arm in the direction of the lake*
Dick: One day, all this will be yours.
Damian: Are you threatening to drown me?
Dick: Just make your bed, k?


Jason: is this all the cash?
CASHIER: yes but would you like to donate $1 to charity
Jason[tears welling up inside helmet]: ok


Tim: On this day 15 years ago Bruce picked up the phone and interrupted a file at 96% I’d been downloading from Napster for 17 hours.


Tim: Hate when older people say “you’re too young to be tired” alright Margret you’re too old to be alive but here we are



Jason
: Hi, do you take walk-ins?
The Morgue: what


Tim: my demon brother is sick and we are raising $5000 so I can backpack across Europe, too depressing to stay here next to this sick kid


[skipping stones on lake]
Jon: it’s such a beautiful evening
Damian: *whispering* take that you fucking lake


Tim: will there be sausage rolls?
Wayne Enterprise Worker [sobbing uncontrollably]: th-there-
Tim [louder]: Margaret. Your husband’s funeral. Sausage rolls?


Damian: what do you get when you cross a bear with a shark
Titus: bark
Damian: wait, Titus, don’t give it away


Bruce: Dick once got ahold of the scissors and gave himself a haircut. It wasn’t bad. So now every six weeks we casually leave them out.
Tim: YOU CAUSED THE MULLET


Dick: Bruce saying he’s in back-to-back meetings all day, I suggested trying face to face meetings. He left without thanking me


Jason: how about we finish dinner and you can show me your bedroom
Tim: why wait? *pulls out cell phone and flips through photos of room*


Tim: *in pajamas* how did people get dressed and outside so quickly?
Dick: it’s noon, they were already dressed
Tim: impressive


Jason: I married a smart, funny, handsome, businessman but let’s be honest, mostly I was hoping to never do math again


Dick: If I had to choose between saving you or saving a stranger, I’d always pick you. How ‘bout you?
Jason: No question–I’d save me too.


Jason: My arm bone’s connected to my hand bone. My hand bone’s connected to a bacon cheeseburger.


Damian to Bruce after getting caught by Superman stalking Jon: it’s not considered 'people watching’ if you do it through their bedroom window, apparently.

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A;N: Things and people you meet are not always what they seem. 

Pairing: StilesxReader

Author: thelittlestkitsune

Warnings: Smut. 18+ Explicit Content.

Word count: .9,612

Listen to me.

Originally posted by stilinskisvoid

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50 ways to practice self care when your mental health is crap

1. Snuggle an animal.

2. Pet others animals in public… with permission.

3. Say yes to a meal with a friend you love dearly.

4. Take a sick day from work. Don’t feel bad about it.

5. Dust a book off your shelf and read it. Or, at least read a few pages.

6. Go to work, do your best, and tell someone you’re struggling.

7. Take frequent breaks at work, even if they’re just to take a deep breath in the bathroom.

8. Read body positive blogs like the Fuck It Diet, Love, Food, and Bawdy Love.

9. Make yourself a cup of your favorite flavor of warm tea.

10. Make yourself tea, then add a bunch of ice cubes to the cup. Feel the sensations of the temperature.

11. Sit outside and stare at the sky. Lay in the grass if you can.

12. When your attention spans lasts 5 minutes, be okay with coming back inside.

13. Say no to someone asking you to do something you don’t want to do.

14. Avoid toxic people while you’re hypersensitive. Sometimes this means family.

15. Say no to events that will trigger you.

16. Be ok with many nights feeling like you’re acting selfishly by saying no.

17. Ask a friend if you can come crash on their couch and have a slumber party.

18. Bring popcorn and fuzzy socks to said slumber party.

19. Cook a simple meal from scratch with one of your favorite ingredients. (I made cardamom baked pears recently- YUM and super easy)

20. Do some therapeutic writing. Prompts can be found through a quick google search.

21. Donate books you don’t read anymore.

22. Workout for 15 minutes.

23. Don’t work out.

24. Don’t beat yourself up about not working out.

25. Mindfully eat a meal.

26. Totally un-mindfully scarf down a bunch of sweets. (I’ve been really into vegan ice cream lately).

27. Stop reading a book that you started and feel obliged to finish.

28. Pick up a new book that you’re excited about.

29. Only do exercise that makes your body feel good. (For me, simple stretching is all sometimes.)

30. Avoid exercises you think you “should” be doing. (Cycling hurts my knees. I hate cycling. I don’t do it).

31. Take “should” out of your vocabulary entirely. Quit “shoulding” on yourself.

32. Tell your partner how they can best support you.

33. Tell your roommate how they can best support you.

34. Donate clothes that taunt you or that you no longer wear.

35. Go to Goodwill and find a lovely outfit that fits great.

36. Take a nap. Don’t set an alarm.

37. Lower your expectations of yourself. Be ok with being mediocre right now.

38. Go to a 12 step meeting or a support group.

39. Call or text an old friend to meet up over a cup of coffee.

40. Buy a coloring book and some crayons. Color away.

41. Practice a 3 minute guided meditation.

42. Do a Pinterest DIY project with an old shirt that no longer fits.

43. Laugh if said Pinterest project ends up disastrous (mine usually do).

44. Binge watch Netflix. Watch a show that’s silly and not too emotional.

45. Throw your to-do list in the trash for a day.

46. Go for a gentle stroll.

47. Blast music that matches your mood (for me, this is often Slipknot or Katy Perry interchangeably).

48. Make a gratitude list about things you’re grateful for in your life.

49. Make a gratitude list about body parts of yours you’re grateful for and why.

50. Put on some nice scented lotion.

Good Girl, Bad Habits

`There’s no stopping now, green lights forever. `

Originally posted by bapsae-monsta

↠ Word Count: 2.3k

↠ Genre: Smut

↠ Pairing: boss! Jungkook x reader

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“ What do you want, Mr. Jeon? “ you rolled your eyes at him. He was irritating you,with his bossy attitude, which was expected,since he was your boss.

” I think you forgot something. “ he whispers quietly in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. ” We made a deal, didn’t we, sweetie? ”

 You froze, remembering the events from one week ago. He didn’t forget? Fuck. “So, why aren’t you answering? Cat got your tongue? “ he says, as he grabs your chin, to look up at him. You looked up, and opened your mouth to say something, but it was shushed, by him putting his thumb in your mouth.

 ” Suck it. “ he says.You didn’t say anything, and obeyed him. Your tongue made cat licks on it, and you started slightly sucking it, while looking in his eyes.

 ” Good girl. “ he says. Suddenly, he pushes you into his desk, and positions you onto it. He sat in between your legs, and grabbed you by the waist. The position made you feel your bodies together, and his hard clothed member on your core. ” I thought good girls didn’t turn bad, apparently I was wrong. ” Without a warning, he starts choking you, and kissing you. Sucking your bottom lip into his mouth, he looked at you, and started bruising your lips. You moaned out of pleasure and pain, not being able to hold it in.

 He stopped, and let go of your neck, making you confused and needy of the lost pleasure. “ I think you have work to do. “he says as he fixes his tie. “I need these paper to be done by tommorow. ” he husked as he handed you the papers.

 You nodded, and exited his office, while fixing your skirt. 

 He really was something.

When you got back in your office, you groaned out of frustration, and hopped on your chair. While spinning on it, you tapped your fingers on the desk.

 "Two must play this game, Jeon.“ 

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BTS Reacts: their gf walking around in only their shirt

Hyung line / Maknae Line [coming soon]

Requested by infiresmannnnnnn 

A/N: im sorry if it’s not quite what you had in mind 😅😅 i just got a bit carried away since it’s my first request lol. i really wanted to show off my writing style more than anything. hope you dont mind the length (i honestly dont know how some of them got to be so long tbh *cough hoseok cough*)!!! Also I wrote so much that I hit post limit part way through Jimin’s one so I had to split it into Hyung and Maknae lines. Hope that’s okay!

(Gif’s not mine)

(WARNING: got some good ol’ PG13 makeout sessions up in here - not explicit sex obviously, but given the request you can gather its not going to be completely innocent, just wanna give you all a heads up so no one comes complaining to me lol)

Jin/Kim Seokjin:

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Jin had been in your kitchen, cooking both of you dinner before he had to go back to his dorms. He had a relatively early schedule tomorrow with his members, yet he insisted on making you proper food.

“You know how much I like cooking, though, Jagiya.” He insisted. “Go have a shower. I’ll be done by the time you’re out.” He said, chuckling at you as you huffed out a “fine”.

Twenty minutes later, you were done. Upon realising you had forgotten to bring a change of clothes with you to the bathroom, you sighed, pulling on your recently discarded shirt, that barely covered your ass. Scuttling around your apartment, looking for the sweatpants you ‘swear were right there, on the couch’, Jin called you for dinner.

You walked into the kitchen-dining area with a confused frown on your face.

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You better Marry her One Day (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Prompt/Request: ‘’Hi!! I really liked my last imagine that you wrote for me. Do you think you could write another Draco Malfoy imagine, where the reader meets his parents and she later overhears his mother telling Draco that he better marry the reader one day? Thanks!’’ -  abbeyshadowhunter

Word Count: 1,181.
Warning(s): Fluff, I guess?
Note: Thank you for the amazing request, I liked it to write. :) Hope you like it too! xx

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The nerves were killing you as you stood in front of the Malfoy Manor, a very big manor, almost like a castle with its own, little kingdom. Even though everything looked very clean and neat, it still had a very dark look. Yes, even when you were sorted in Slytherin and a pureblood, you still disliked dark colours. But following Draco his advice, you wore some black jeans, a dark blue shirt and a black leather jacket. To finish of your outfit, you wore black shoes, hoping the family wouldn’t hate it.

God, everything mattered if you thought about it. You were so concentrated on your appearance and manners you didn’t even realize someone opened the door already you had not even knocked on.

‘Good day darling, I’m assuming you’re Y/N?’ a woman with dark hair and dark clothes greeted you. In her hair were some grey locks and immediately you liked it the way she slowly accepted growing old. Well, that’s what you thought, maybe that was not the reason behind the grey locks after all.

You nodded and shook her hand, which reached out to you already. ‘Yes, Y/N Y/L/N. And you’re Draco’s mother?’ you questioned, not trying to sound rude at all as she led you in.

Inside it was dark too, as you expected, but it was very beautiful and all the stuff looked very expensive. Even when you’d touch the walls, you felt like it would break down right down to your feet. This was a whole other universe than your own, ordinary home. You shook your head and let your thoughts drift away.

‘Yes, yes I am. Narcissa Malfoy,’ she smiled before letting your hand finally go. The door behind you was now closed and you started to follow Narcissa to another door inside. Narcissa opened the door, which seemed to be the door to the living room. On the couch was Draco, laying down, reading a book for school while on the chair on the other side of him, was another man. He looked a lot like Draco. The blonde hair, the same face expression and his whole appearance made you conclude he was his father.

‘Draco, Y/N is here,’ Narcissa announced, making Draco look up. He shot up immediately and walked towards you with open arms.

‘Hey babe,’ he whispered when he was close to you, pressing a small kiss on your lips, before letting go of you and wrapping his arm around your waist. And there you stood, like Draco was presenting you to his parents, despite your little meeting with his mother.

He took a short breathe, looking at his father, who had not a single emotion on his face nor in his eyes.

‘Hi, I’m Y/N,’ you shortly introduced yourself, waving a little before a small laugh left your mouth. Narcissa was already smiling, but Draco’s father stayed silent.

‘Father?’ Draco said kind of unsure about his words, also nervous because his father hasn’t said a single thing but sending you glares. Well, you thought it were glares.

‘Lucius Malfoy,’ was the only thing he said. The corners of his mouth went a bit upward and you questioned yourself if this was supposed to represent a smile.

But to prevent any other awkward situations, you just said: ‘Nice to meet you, sir.’ And you showed your most beautiful smile, feeling Draco chuckle. His grip around your waist stiffened a bit, so you smiled even more, but not towards Lucius anymore, but Draco.

Your eyes met, feeling the spark inside lighten up again. He nodded, gesturing it was going okay. A wave of relief washed over you, before Narcissa and Lucius started to walk to another room. Draco hold on tightly when he walked with you, entering the big room which seemed to be the dining room.

‘Dinner’s almost ready,’ Draco’s mother said as she smiled, walking to the kitchen to check the food one last time.

‘Good,’ you answered, turning towards Draco and his father, ‘mind if I use the bathroom real quick and wash my hands?’ You showed a grin and frowned a bit. Draco nodded, ignoring his father as he told you were to find it. A quick thank you rolled over your lips and before you knew it, you were already inside.

‘Come on Y/N, you can do this,’ you whispered to you reflection, trying to encourage yourself, ‘it’s all going well right now. Kill it out there.’

You took a deep breathe, fixing your hair and make-up again, washing your hands before exiting the bathroom. That’s when you realized you got lost in the house. It was a bloody maze in your eyes.

Voices were heard, so you assumed it were Draco and his parents and as you were approaching the voices behind the door, you saw it was a direct door to the kitchen and not via the dining room.

The voices belonged to Narcissa and Draco.

‘What a beautiful girl Draco, reminds me of the younger me,’ you heard Narcissa say, making you smile and your heartbeat quicken.

‘She’s the prettiest and sweetest woman alive,’ Draco told his mother, love lacing in his words.

Narcissa laughed and laid her hands on the shoulders of her son. ‘Your father will love her too, darling. She makes you so happy, I’ve never seen you so happy.’

Draco just nodded, hearing things he already knew. You were indeed one of his only lights that brought him happiness and made him turn into a good person. Well, let’s just say you made him have a good side too.

‘You better marry her one day,’ Narcissa smiled while stroking the arms of her only son. Draco laughed and grabbed his mother’s hands.

‘Don’t worry mother, I will,’ he assured her, making her nod.

On the other side of the door, you were almost fainting. A hand clasped in front of your mouth, you silently left the door, finding the other way around immediately as the smile on your face wouldn’t fade away.

When you were in the dining room again, everyone was finally there, Draco sitting on a chair next to an empty chair. The whole table was filled with so much food, you almost lost count of the different meals.

Once you sat down, Lucius lit the candles with his wand and filled all the four glasses with some wine.

‘A toast for Draco and Y/N,’ Narcissa said, raising her glass as you followed her actions. Draco did the same and then everyone looked at Lucius, who still hadn’t raise his glass.

But after a few seconds, his mouth went open, his eyes showing some sympathy as he looked at his loving son.

‘To the beautiful, kind Y/N and my only, dear son Draco,’ he said, finally showing some of his opinion on your relationship.

You smiled, mumbling a ‘cheers’ but you were at cloud nine at the moment, so happy with this meeting.

Soon enough, Draco’s hand found yours, him squeezing your hand a little as you were smiling like a dork, happier than ever before.

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First Date Sentence Starters.

’ So, do you come here often? ’
’ Will you go out with me sometime? ’
’ I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime? ’
’ Any chance you’ll go out with me? ’
’ So, do you want to be my girl/boyfriend? ’
’ I was thinking that maybe we could go out somewhere. ’
’ Where should I take her/him out to? ’
’ What’s a good place to someone on a first date? ’
’ Is this like your very first date ever? ’
’ I’ve never really been out on a date before. ’
’ So, have you been on a date before? ’
’ I hope this is a good enough place for our first date. ’
’ Where would you like to go do our first date? ’
’ I need advice, where to go for a date? ’
’ I think this is my first date ever. ’
’ So, how are enjoying this date so far? ’
’ Any chance we’ll make it to a second date? ’
’ So, how long have you liked me for? ’
’ I wanted to ask you put sooner but.. ’
’ I hope this is okay for our first date? ’
’ Do you want to go somewhere else maybe? ’
’ What’s your favorite place in the entire world? ’
’ I’m not good at picking places, I hope this is okay.. ’
’ Sorry, I think I’m a little late.. ’
’ I didn’t run late, did I? ’
’ I always wanted to bring you here. ’
’ I’m having a good time, are you? ’
’ So, do you want to go somewhere when we’re done eating? ’
’ So, is there a certain time you need to be back home? ’
’ This is lovey, thank you, I already am enjoying it. ’
’ Do you want to maybe go out again sometime? ’
’ Are you going to call me after we’re done? ’
’ Okay, so, how’s it going so far? ’
’ So, what do you wanna know about me? ’
’ So, what do you wanna talk about? ’
’ That’s alright, I’ll pay. ’
’ I already have the perfect idea for our first date. ’
’ We could go out again sometime, if you want. ’
’ Well, let’s just get through the first date, first. ’
’ I always try to make the first date the best. ’
’ So, have you been here before? ’
’ What do you like to do? ’
’ We could maybe do something a little more fun next time around. ’
’ Are you nervous? Or anxious? ’
’ Wow, you look great. ’
’ You look amazing. ’
’ Alright, so, are you ready to go then? ’
’ I haven’t laughed this much in a long time. ’
’ You make me laugh so much. ’
’ This is the best night of my life so far. ’
’ I’m really having a great time, I hope you are too. ’
’ I don’t mean to be rude, I just need to go to the bathroom. ’
’ You already make me so happy. ’
’ I’m so glad I let you take me to diner tonight. ’
’ Wow, this place has amazing food. ’
’ Wow, this place is so beautiful. ’
’ So, are you talking to anyone else? ’
’ I’m not sure what to exactly say.. ’
’ Are you flirting with me while we’re eating diner? ’
’ So, what will you to drink? ’
’ Would you be up for some drinks afterwards? ’
’ So, do you kiss on the first date? ’
’ Am I worthy enough to receive a kiss in our first date? ’
’ No kissing on the first date. ’
’ I don’t kiss on the first date. ’
’ What do you do on a first date? ’
’ What do and don’t you do on first dates? ’
’ How long has it been since you’ve been on a date? ’
’ Its been a while since I’ve been on a date. ’
’ This is my very first date ever. ’
’ This is your idea of a first date? ’
’ I really enjoyed this first date of ours. ’
’ Think you’ll wanna go out with me again sometime? ’
’ Is this what you call a first date? ’
’ So, you’ve been single for a while? ’
’ What exactly do you like about me? ’
’ So, what made you want to take me out? ’
’ And what drew you to me of all people? ’
’ You’ve had your eyes on me for a while, huh? ’
’ I’ve had my eyes on you for a while. ’
’ I’ve wanted to take you out for so long. ’
’ I’m glad you let me finally take you out. ’
’ You know, we’ve never been on a date before. ’
’ Come on, we can have our first date there. ’
’ So, where was your last first date at? ’
’ You want to go somewhere else instead? ’
’ I want you to go on a date with me. ’
’ So, you’re gonna go out with me? Like on a date? ’
’ You’re asking me out? Like on a date? ’
’ I’d love to go on a date with you! ’
’ So, where are you taking me? ’
’ Okay, close your eyes, it’s surprise. ’
’ I can’t wait to show where were going. ’
’ Don’t worry, you’re gonna love it! ’
’ We could always go on a picnic? ’
’ You wanna go to the movies with me, for our first date? ’
’ Are you telling me we’re having our first date? ’
’ I hope I’m not too dressy? ’
BTS: dating Jungkook would include

▪ this dork would have to go through so much teasing before finally asking you out

 ▪ literally every time you’re over to hang out with the guys, they’d make it so obvious that he likes you 

 ▪ esp Jin that cheeky lil pickle

 ▪ “hey, I didn’t make enough food, you and y/n have to share, oops…”

 ▪ “Yoongi, don’t touch her! Do you want to feel the maknae’s wrath???“ 

▪ "I’m only going to the bathroom for 2 minutes, pls don’t do anything ok kookie?" 

▪ then he’d get fed up and just confess, mostly out of annoyance

 ▪ but then he’d think you’d take that the wrong way, and softly apologize and say he liked you too much to admit it to you before 

 ▪ but now that the cat’s outta the bag, you wanna hold my hand?

 ▪ would only initiate skinship if he’s known you for a while or he knows 100% ok with it 

▪ he then does it in front of the others to annoy them or get them to leave the room

 ▪ they’d just groan and throw pillows at you two, but continue with the teasing 

▪ but they’d be so so protective of you and treat you like a little sister (or a mini Jungkook) 

▪ rarely fighting with him

 ▪ bc there’s literally nothing that you can fight about with the other 

 ▪ you’re always very honest with each other, no matter how teasing and spontaneous your relationship may be

 ▪ so much showing off in front of you, he’s so dedicated to making you blush 

▪ tries to get Jin to teach him how to cook a v special meal for you 

▪ fails miserably, but you still appreciate the effort 

 ▪ jealous kookie is a scary kookie

 ▪ hates it when your attention is on someone else, or when other guys stare at you for too long or ‘accidentally’ brush themselves against you 

 ▪ he gets blinded by jealousy and rage and might end up throwing some hands 

▪ but you quickly pull him away and he’d proceed to apologize to you a million times

 ▪ but you’ll never admit how attractive he looked when he had that murderous look in his eye yikes

▪ sometimes won’t even act out on rage, he’d just cling to you or start playing with your hair to get your attention 

▪ then you’d ask him what’s wrong and he’ll just pout and play with your fingers until you two leave 

 ▪ is ready to be cuddled 24/7, beware

 ▪ you just can’t resist his pout and "please, jagi, I’m so lonely and cold and if you don’t hold me I’ll freeze to death" 

▪ takes his time to kiss you, just to make you weak in the knees

 ▪ but when he does, it’s so worth it bc it’s slow and passionate and he’s very caring 

 ▪ until Tae walks in and pretends to puke, but still somehow not completely ruining the moment

 ▪ loves it when you’re the big spoon, esp when he wakes up in your arms all cuddly and warm and happy

 ▪ aw, pls treat this happy dork well 💖

Originally posted by kook-tae

The Art of Study Breaks

You know when you’re studying non-stop, working really hard… but eventually, you start feeling less productive? I’ve come to realize that in such cases it’s good, even necessary to take a study break. So here’s how to master them!

How much time?

15-20 minutes: just enough time for you to relax a little, but not so much that you fall completely out of your game.

How frequently?

Honestly, this totally depends on what you’re studying, how hard it is etc, but normally I’ll take a study break every hour and a half.

What do you do during them?

  • Go to the bathroom. Wash your face, remove your makeup, go to the toilet if you need to.
  • Grab some food & water. Sometimes, studying can make you hungry, and water’s always good to have around. I’d tell you to opt for something healthy when it comes to food, but more often than not I’ll choose to eat Oreos, biscuits or some other sweets.
  • Take a nap. This is perhaps the most straightforward one; just lie down for a few minutes. Make sure you’ve set an alarm clock though, or else you will oversleep. Trust me; it’s happened before.
  • Clean up your study space. I have quite a big desk, but sometimes it can feel like the random items of stationery, pieces of paper, textbooks and other random crap is just taking over everything. I swear, it really helps if you clean up the things around you!
  •  Go online. I’m a little reluctant to recommend this because I know how hard it is to stop afterwards, but if you consciously limit yourself and know that you’ll stop after 15-20 minutes, then watching a few YouTube videos, going on tumblr or talking to friends of Facebook can be a great way to relax.
  • Make yourself a tea. Or coffee – but personally I’m more of a tea person during studying. I’ll make myself a nice cup of black tea with lemon and sugar, and afterwards, everything just goes better.
  • Watch an episode of a TV show/anime. These are slightly longer, but are a great way to take your mind off whatever you’re studying. I’d recommend watching something which is short (ie. not a full, hour-long episode of Game of Thrones) – like Friends, HIMYM or Family Guy. These are great because the shows are pretty episodic, you won’t feel inclined to keep watching more and more. As for anime, don’t pick one where you know you won’t be able to stop after one episode. Instead, I’d recommend something like Hetalia (hilarious; also great if you’re studying Geo or History), Gintama (pure gold), Samurai Champloo (the perfect combination of fun and deep).

And so there you have it: the art of taking a study break. Good luck, everyone!

The Greatest Gift (Alexander x Reader)

Word Count: 9,279 (when i said it was long, i meant it…)

Warnings: SMUT, angst, swears

Authors Note: JUST FUCKING READ IT PLEASE. IM SO EXCITED FOR THIS FIC. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THOUGHT, ALSO HAPPY HOLIDAYS AND ENJOY MY HOLIDAY FIC!

Request: this fulfills 2 requests but it will spoil it so i’m not gonna tell you…

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It was unfortunate. Of course you were in love with your best friend, and if that wasn’t bad enough, of course he had a girlfriend. You had met Lafayette through mutual friends, naive and young you thought you wouldn’t fall for the tall frenchman. You did eventually. At first it was denial. You couldn’t love him, he was your best friend.  You didn’t love him surely, but no. Every time you saw him, your world spun around your feet. You felt this way until he introduced Adrienne. She tagged along with everything you guys did and you had no choice but to be happy for them. For him. Because he was so in love with her it hurt you to see them together.

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Shameless Imagines 2- You Mean so fucking much to me (Lip Imagine)

Paring: Lip x reader

Request: Could you do an imagine where the gallaghers and Mickey find out you self harm.

Description: You werent like the rest of your Milkovich family, you were weak and you just needed something that made you feel alive again. Everything was fine until they found out and the look on Mickeys face was more than heart crushing.

Warning: Mentions of selfharm, please read with caution. i love you all.

Words:1992

Originally posted by mickeyandmumbles


lip looked at you, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. He didn’t understand how it got this bad, all he wanted to do was fix you, to put every fucking piece that your dad had broken back together.  

You two had been the only ones home in the Gallagher house and decide to have some fun, It had been a while. In the moment you had forgotten about the scars on your upper thigh and Lip was making his way down when he saw them. 

“Whats wrong baby?” you asked, looking at him. His eyes had become glossy and his face had gone pale, you still not realizing what he had seen. He shook his head not saying anything and told you he felt sick before running to the bathroom.

When he got to the bathroom he slid down the walls, so unsure of what he had just saw.He knew how bad things were at home and even with the love and support of Mandy and Mickey it wasn’t even to protect you from Terry and the horrible things he had done.

Lip felt horrible and useless, he couldn’t save you. Lip had protected you from so many things, people at school, creepy guys, Karen, all of it. But lip wasn’t enough to protect you from your own dad, no one was. 

After a few minutes he had returned from the bathroom making some bullshit excuse about food poisoning and how he just wanted to lay in bed with you, honestly you were perfectly okay with that. There was something about being held by Lip that made you feel like everything would be in life.

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Over the next few days you had noticed that lip had been acting weird, he wanted to go where ever you were, constantly asking you whats on your mind or if you were okay, being more loving and gentile than he normally had been. You had gone home to spend some girl time with your big sister Mandy. You two had been best friends since you were little, Only being 2 years apart you both had so much in common and she was just easy to talk too. You had thought for a while about telling her how bad things had gotten. Even though Terry had once again been put in jail, things hadn’t calmed down for you yet. You had been having nightmares about him returning, about hitting you or hurting Mickey and him making you watch again. You had been so traumatized by one man and it made you feel so weak, and seeing the scars afterwords had made you feel even worse but you couldn’t stop, you needed release. 

You felt kind of numb lately, feeling like you were floating through life, feeling worthless and used. You had wanted to talk to lip about it, but you didn’t want to see the look on his face. When you cried he felt broken. When he had found you on the floor after Terry had left he left broken, whenever you weren’t okay he felt broken. You could see it in his eyes and you didnt want that. You didnt want him to worry, to cry, to feel like he wasn’t doing enough because he was doing more than enough, it was just a phase of pain and once it was over you would be okay again. Little did you know that he was already worrying, already beating himself up for not noticing earlier and he had spent an hour after you left crying.

The next day Lip had called Mickey, Ian and Mandy over to the Gallagher house, he wanted to talk about this and see what they should do. As Ian and you had been best friends since you were kids which led Mandy and Ian to be friends which led Ian and Mickey to become whatever the fuck they were and Mandy and Mickey being your older siblings, those were the people Lip called, the ones who loved you and cared about you,

The 5 of you had become really close, almost like your own little family and lip knew that they needed to help you.

“Whats going on Gallagher” Mickey said taking a seat at the dinning room table next to Ian as Mandy had sat on the other side of the two love birds and Lip had sat on end, making sure he could see the 3 of them.

“Its about y/n” Lip said but then was cut off by Mickey interrupting him.

“I swear to god if you got my sitter pregnant i will fucking kill you with my cold fucking hands” Lip laughed and nodded before explaining that him and you were always safe and you weren’t in fact pregnant which gained a “Better fucking not be” from the carrot boy.

“Me and Y/n were doing some things when I noticed marks on her thighs, both of them. Some were old and some were fresh. I don’t know what Terry has done to her as she hasn’t told me it all but he’s fucking broken her and we need to fix her before she pulls a fucking Monica and I lose the love of my life” Lip said, tears coming back in his eyes.

“You love her?” Mandy asked, a huge smiling coming onto her face.

“What the fuck are you trying to say Gallagher?” Mickey asked, hurting flashing through his voice. Ian grabbed his hand under the table and Mickey laced his fingers with the ginger boys right away.

“I think she’s self harming Mickey, I think living in that house when hes there is toxic for her. He’s ruining her. She isn’t the same. Her smile isn’t as bright and her laugh isn’t as loud. Her eyes don’t shine like they use to” He said., finally allowing tears to fall again.

Who would have though, Lip Gallagher crying, He wasn’t the crying type.He drank when sad emotions came up, but not this time. You were everything to him, his whole fucking world and he couldn’t live without you.

“Ask her to come over, we will talk to her. Tell her we are here.. Maybe she can stay with us for a little. Do everything we can for her” Ian suggested, earning a nod from both the Milkovich siblings.

“Thank you for caring about her, I believe you are the best for her” Mickey said. Mick was hurt that he never realized how much Terry had broken you, he wished he could have done more to protect you from the bastard but there wasn’t much anyone could do when it came to Terry.

You had received a text saying that Fiona had asked Lip to watch Liam and the house was empty and he wanted you to come over. You loved Liam a much as Lip did and when everything happened with Fiona and the drugs and stuff you and Lip had acted like his mom and dad until she had gotten released and you loved it. Since you were a little girl you dreamed about being a parent and being a loving supporting mom, so different than both of your parents. That was your goal in life.

You and lip had talked about it once, saying that he felt the same. He then started talking the big house on the north side that you two would have with your kids and everything you had ever wanted. Thats when you fell so fucking hard for you. He was everything you had ever wanted and nothing could ever change that. 

When you walked in the back door of the Gallagher house you were confused to see Mandy, Lip, Ian and Mickey sitting at the table.

“Whats going on? You said we were babysitting while Monica was working an extra few hours?” You asked as you slipped off your coat and shoes, sitting down on lips lap. His arms went straight to you waist pulling you as close as possible.

“Baby we need to talk to you..” Lip whispered. He didn’t want to cry but you could hear his voice break and it caused you to worry. You stood up eyeing them all. 

“About?” You asked, something was definitely going on and you were scared. Was Terry out? What the fuck was going on?

“We know Y/n” Ian said, looking at you.

“About the cutting babygirl” Lip said turning to you, his eyes extremely glossy and his voice Breaking once again. Who knew one whole fucking sentence could make your whole world crash.

‘Guys please, its not a big deal and I don’t feel the need to talk about this with you. Im fine, its fine now drop it” You said, not letting your voice show the ashamed and sad feelings you felt deep down.

“Sis, we know he was the worst to you, we know you still have the night terrors, we know how broken you feel. Ive tired so many fucking times for him to leave you alone. Watching what he does to you breaks my fucking heart. But me and Lip and Ian, we are gonna protect you. We are gonna save you from him. He hasn’t broken you yet and we wont let him. We love you so fucking much Y/n and you have to stop please” Mickey said, his eyes becoming glossy. The face he made broke your heart.

“Mick.. Please don’t look at me like that. Im fine” You said, trying to make you believe him when you didn’t even believe yourself.

“No you aren’t Y/F/n, you aren’t fine and you need to stop! Do you understand that I cant lose you? How can we get married and have a family if you are dead!? I love you so fucking much and I wont let you do this to yourself anymore. Do you understand? You are worth so much more than that fucking asshole and I refuse to stand and watch you let him win!” Lip said, raising his voice at some point. You started crying, saying sorry over and over and you walked into lips arms, wrapping his arms around your shoulder and one around your head, him placing his hand on the top of you head. He started crying a little too, kissing the top of your head.

Him saying this to you, it made you feel alive again, like when you closed your eyes you saw a future again instead on nothing. You realized that as soon as you and Lip got out you’d be okay. You made a promise to your boyfriend and the family around you that you’d do anything to try and stop and that you loved him.

After everyone had stopped feeling emotional and had calmed down, Mickey had told you that all of them thought it was best to stay at the Gallaghers, still having a room of your own in your house but none of them wanted you to be there when Terry got out. As Ian basically lived at the Milkovich house and Carl was gone to military school and Frank not allowed in the house you had Fiona room to yourself while fiona had Franks room and you couldn’t have to cram into Lips old small bed anymore. You loved the idea of waking up to the love of your life every morning and that lip would be there when you needed him even more than normal.

a month later things were slowly getting better, You hadn’t cut in 3 weeks, the night terrors didn’t come every night like they did at the beginning but when they did lip held you and kissed you and stayed up for a while after you slept to make sure they didn’t happen. You weren’t fixed, it was a slow process but you didn’t feel as broken as you did the night they had told you that they knew. You were so happy they had did what they did, they saved you that night. You couldn’t be more grateful for everything they did for you, they were all family and that would never change.

Awoo~

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Fluffy Fluff, Slightly Slight Angst (nothing big), Hybrid!au

Words: 3,328

Summary: A snapshot into the life of Jung Hoseok and his cat hybrid (aka Y/N)

A/N: Always wanted to write a Hybrid!au…so, here it is! Also, I got the title from the song by Lim Kim


“You smell weird.”

Hoseok stopped and turned towards you, blinking in surprise.

About an hour ago, you were sitting right next to him with your head on his lap, eating the strawberries he put in a bowl for you. You were quiet while watching TV as Hoseok shuffled with papers he had to get through for his job’s upcoming project. The television was put on mute, so you were just watching the characters on screen walk around and talk without any words coming out of their mouths (Hoseok said he could finish his work in the bedroom so he wouldn’t bother your TV time (he knows you enjoy a certain drama that comes on at 8) but you decided spending time with him was better than some drama you could watch again—but you wouldn’t tell him that). You would occasionally rub your cheek against his leg and he would let his finger run through your hair, stopping every now and then to put a paper to the side or rub his knuckles behind your ears.

Everything was quiet. You were quiet the entire time—letting out a purr every now and then when he scratched that particular spot behind your ears—and it was nice. He enjoyed the domestic feeling that resonated throughout the apartment, bringing forth a warm sensation that filled is stomach, making it completely full. Almost like he had eaten a century’s worth of food.

It felt nice. Being with you was nice, and he wanted to stay like this forever.

That is until you slowly removed yourself from his lap. He didn’t pay much mind to it at first, simply allowing you to move so you could go to the bathroom or get a drink or do whatever it was you needed to do, as long as you came back into his lap quickly. But, you didn’t walk to the kitchen or bathroom. He could still feel your presence beside him, staring at him. Well, it felt more like glaring.

Than you spoke. And it wasn’t sweet like your strawberry stained fingers. It wasn’t sugar coated. It was blunt and straight to the point, just like most things you said (but he liked that about you). You just straight out and said what was on your mind, even if it might’ve been kind of harsh. You didn’t come right out and say it, but Hoseok knew what you meant.

Hoseok, you stink.

He put his papers down and used his finger to adjust the glasses that rested on the bridge of his nose before he spoke.

“I…I do?” he stuttered out, sounding confused and a little offended. You usually enjoyed his scent. Well, at least he thought you did.

Once his glasses were in place, he could see the way your eyes bore into his, glaring at him. You sat on your knees with your hands clinched on your lap, and your tail swayed side to side vigorously.

Were you angry?

You were wearing his oversized white t-shirt (the one that fell off your shoulder, exposing your smooth skin), and it kind of distracted him from the situation at the moment. Hoseok loved your skin. It was similar to silk with how much he wanted to constantly touch it; to feel how soft it is. You weren’t wearing any pants either. Probably just shorts that were being covered by the shirt. Or maybe you were only wearing your underwear underneath. Or…or maybe you weren’t wearing anything underneath. Nothing at all. Just the thought made a chill run down his spine.

He felt the need to touch you now, but he remembered the sharp gaze you had on him and he thought maybe now wasn’t the best time for that.

He really wanted to, though.

Hoseok brought his gaze back to your eyes and, indeed, you were still glaring at him and your tail was still moving around anxiously. You must’ve been waiting for a better response than the one he just gave you, but you broke the silence before he could say anything else.

“Yes. You smell weird,” you said as you shifted your eyes to the side for a second, only to bring them back to Hoseok’s. “You smell kind of. . .different.”

Hoseok took his glasses off and put them on the coffee table before leaning his back against the couch, never breaking eye contact with you. So, cute.

“Well, what do I smell like?”

The question made you snap your head up at him, looking into his sleepy eyes, and crawl over to him slowly. You brought your face close to his, your nose touching his, and you stared at him for a while, admiring his features, before dropping your head down to nose at his neck. You took a deep breath, and began running your nose down his neck to his shoulder. You inhaled and then rubbed your cheek against his shoulder until you’ve had enough and used your nose to trace your way to the dip in the middle of his neck.

You continued to nose at the exposed skin around his neck and shoulder, pulling down the strap to his white beater to expose more of him. Hoseok softly smiled and wrapped his arms around your waist to hoist you onto his lap. Once you were straddling him, still smelling and scenting him, Hoseok ran his hands up and down your bare thighs, sighing at the warmth of your skin. He moved his right hand up to your hips, moving the fabric of the shirt with him to feel more of you. He kept moving his hand up until his palm was on your back, his thumb gently rubbing circles into the skin.

He closed his eyes, and enjoyed the moment while it lasted. (You were wearing the baby blue underwear that had small pink hearts everywhere).

Eventually, you removed your face from his neck with your nose scrunched up. “You smell fruity. Like some perfume,” you said with a little sniff. “really strong perfume.”

Hoseok opened his eyes and looked at you. “Really?”

You nodded. God, he’s beautiful.

“That’s strange. You know I don’t where any cologne usually or body spray.” He knew you liked his natural scent more than of those artificial flavors people envelope their body in.

But he wasn’t prepared for what you said to him next.

“Were you with a woman?”

Hoseok’s head snapped up, his eyes looking directly into yours. You were expressionless. Not upset, not sad, not anything. Your face was completely blank. If he had to name one thing he didn’t personally care for about you (which was difficult because he literally loved everything about you), it would have to be this face that he could never read or decipher. It made understanding you quite difficult; especially when he first brought you home.

“A woman?” he questioned with a frown. “Y/N, you know I work with other women at my job. Maybe one of them brushed up against me while they were walking by or something like that.”

That was a lie. He was with a woman at work. Well, not in that type of context. While assisting an associate with a bug on her computer, she was leaning pretty close against him, having her chest a little too close to his shoulders. Once he was able to fix the problem, she showed her gratitude by running her hand along his bicep with a flirtatious smirk. He felt extremely uncomfortable and quickly took his leave before anything escalated. He didn’t think much of the encounter since he didn’t feel much from it—just discomfort.

You didn’t have anything to worry about, since he only saw you, but he felt the need to ease your suspicion, so he wrapped his arms around you more and place his face in the crook of your neck.

“Besides, I don’t have the time or the urge for anyone else. It’s only you. It’ll always be you.” Now it was Hoseok’s turn to run his nose along your neck, letting it run along your jawline, knowing it always made you feel good.

There was only you, and there would always only be you. Only you-

“I don’t believe you.”

Hoseok’s entire body froze and the hold on your waist loosen. He removed his face from your neck only to see your catlike eyes glaring at him once again before removing yourself from his hold and walking out of the room.

Hoseok sat on the couch for a moment, dumbfounded by your comment, until he heard the slam of a door making him jump up and shuffle towards your bedroom door. As soon as he was in front of your door he gave a slight knock, requesting your permission to enter.

Silence.

He knocked a second time.

No one answers.

He gives a third knock and, with another no answer, he knows you were going to be ignoring him for a while. You only did that when you weren’t in the mood to argue. Ignoring him meant you weren’t angry, but far from happy as well. He let out a defeated sigh before reaching for the doorknob and gripping it. Hoseok could easily walk into your room and make you give him your attention, but he knew that would just be invading your privacy. You never locked your door. You didn’t, because you never had a reason to. He respected you. You were of value. His equal. So, if you wanted time to yourself, he would grant that to you. You didn’t have to lock the door to get away from him because he would already know what mood you’re in to know what you want. And, if that so happens to be away from him, then he would make himself give you some time until you’re ready.

So, Hoseok releases his grip from your doorknob and slowly walks away from your bedroom door, settling back on the couch to finish his work; hoping you would feel generous enough to see him before he has to go to bed.


Sometimes you wished Hoseok would just storm into your room, and make you listen to him. He had every right to ask for an explanation from you. And you knew there was no reason for you to be upset. It wasn’t that big of a deal. He comes home smelling of other people most of the time since he works at an office with like 15 other people. It was understandable that one of them (even if it was a woman) might bump against him or get close to him.

It’s just…why did it have to be a woman? Why did it have to be someone with such a strong smell? Why did she have to get so close that you could smell her all over his body?

Bitch.

Hoseok was too nice for his own good. He always saw the good in people and didn’t really like confrontation. That’s why whenever you both did so happen to get into an argument, he would always give you time to calm down whenever you stormed out. Afterwards, you would come out of your room and he would be waiting for you, ready to cuddle with you and run his hands along your tail. The issue is never really solved and it doesn’t get brought up again. It’s not the best way to resolve a problem, of course, but it worked for the both of you.

Well, except this time.

You didn’t feel like going back into the room and ignoring the issue just so he could pet you and rub his hands along your body. Though that did sound nice, you wanted to let him know that this isn’t going to be solved with just a few gentle strokes. Hoseok needed to know that…

Hell. You didn’t even know what you wanted him to know, honestly. You weren’t particular upset about the way he smelled. You just. . .just wanted him to-

Shit. What the hell is wrong with me?


You waited about two hours before deciding it was time to leave your room. You tip toed to your door and leaned your ear against it, wondering if Hoseok was still around.

You didn’t hear anything, so you quietly opened the door and peeked your head out. Looking both ways and seeing that the close was clear, you quietly walked towards the living room. The television was off and the room was dark. Good. You weren’t really in the mood to talk to him right now. You made your way to the kitchen and opened the fridge, seeing if there was anything to snacks on before going back to your room. You settled some more fruit—blackberries, blueberries, and more strawberries—grabbing a bowl and pour them in together. You plucked a blackberry out the bowl and started putting the containers back in the fridge.

Once you were done, all the food back in its place and about to grab the bowl to head to your room, you felt two strong arms wrap around your waist and hoisting you into the air. You let out a weak yelp and tried to get out of the hold, but stopped once you heard a familiar voice.

“I’ve finally got you.” the voice chuckled against your ear before placing a light peck behind the lobe. You immediately stopped moving and allowed yourself to be carried bridal style in Hoseok’s arms as he made his way to the living room. He sat on the couch, placing the bowl of fruit on the coffee table and wrapping his warm arms around your waist so you won’t try to run away.

(Even though you didn’t plan on leaving.)

You just sigh in frustration and cross your arms over your chest, looking anywhere but at him.

“Hey,” Hoseok hums, kissing behind your ear again. “Hey, come one. Look at me, Y/N. Please?”

You didn’t respond. Just kept your attention on the blank television screen. Your tail swayed side to side, agitated.

Hoseok sighs. “Y/N, come one,” he buries his face into your neck. “I…I’m sorry. I took a shower for you. Do I still smell like them?”

At that moment, you felt like complete shit. Hoseok apologized, and he had no right to. It really, really wasn’t his fault, yet you made him feel as if it was. I really don’t deserve him.

Your ears began to flatten at the thought. Slowly, you turned your body around to straddle him, and buried your face into his neck. You took a deep, deep breath of his scent, and, the smell flowed through your nose. His smell. The smell of citrus and honey, but also the distinct smell of a man. You know, that musky smell. You couldn’t get enough of it. It was so addicting. Hoseok, he was so addicting. You could stay cooped up in his arms forever.

But, as you basked in the scent that is Hoseok, you could still, very faintly, smell the fruit scent of some woman.

“Do I smell any better?” Hoseok broke the silence making you snap out of your thoughts. You took another whiff before nodding your head. That made him sigh in relief, pulling you more into his arms. He could place his hands on your cheeks and lifted your head to meet his so he can place his forehead on yours. “Good. Do you love me again?”

That made you frown. Love again? What was he talking about? You’ll always love him. What kind of question is that? Why would he even think about you not loving him? That’s ridiculous. It should be a crime to ask such a question like that. Your ears straightened up and your tail began to move around again. You pressed the palms of your hands on his cheeks as well and lightly pressed your lips on his. When you pulled back, you could see the soft smile and happiness that shone in his eyes.

“I never stopped, Hobi.”

Hoseok let out another sigh before burying his face in your neck, tightening his arms around your waist again. “That’s good. I’m glad,” he peppered light kisses along your neck and jawline. “So, glad.”

You began running your hands through his hair, burying your nose in the strands. He washed it, and it smelled like the rose shampoo you really liked. Your stopped moving your tail and laid it over his knee. You both stayed like that for a little while, simply basking in each other’s scent. Hoseok would continue to nudge your neck with his nose and leave random pecks throughout the skin, while you buried your nose further into his hair and occasionally rubbing your cheek and forehead against him. There was no sounds this time. No papers rustling around; just the sound of you and Hoseok breathing and the deep breaths you both took. It was perfect. He was perfect. You both were perfect together.

You both finally broke apart once Hoseok yawned against your (his) t-shirt, causing you to move back to look at him. His eyes were drooping and he looked exhausted, yet he still managed to keep that lovely smile on his face just for you.

“You should go to bed, Hobi.” You said as you began removing yourself from his lap, but Hoseok gripped your waist to make you stay in place.

“No, not yet. Stay with me,” he leaned his back against the couch, keeping eye contact with you. “Right here.” He gently lifts you and lays you across his lap, grabbing the bowl of fruit afterwards. He picks up a blackberry and holds it up against your mouth. You let the blackberry hit your lips a bit before opening your mouth and eating the fruit from Hoseok’s hand. He smiles and continues to place more fruit in front of your mouth for you to eat.

“Hobi, you have to go to sleep. You have work in the morning and I don’t want you to be late or tired when you get up.” You say even though you’re still eating the fruit he holds in front of you.

“It’s fine. I want to spend more time with you before I go to sleep.” He response and licks some of the juice on his thumb before grabbing a strawberry from the bowl.

You pout. “But you’ll be tired in the morning.”

Hoseok chuckles. “But I want to be with you a little more.”

You feel your heart speed up and your tail start to find its rhythm again. “But you could be late for work and Namjoon will be mad at you!”

“But I love you.”

And that’s it. Those three words cause you to forget how speak and simply eat the strawberry from his fingers with your face the color of the fruit. He won this round, I guess.

But, honestly, he somehow wins every round.

(You both eventually fall asleep on the couch, with you lying on the couch and Hoseok on top of you, resting his head on your chest and holding your intertwined fingers against his lips.

Hoseok’s alarm goes off at 7am, but neither of you hear it since its charging in his bedroom, causing you both to wake up at 8am—thirty minutes before he has to be at the office. You try to get him to hurry, but he refuses, saying something about, “I don’t feel good!” and “You have to take care of me today!”

You try to make him leave, but he gives that really annoying (annoyingly cute) puppy dog face causing you to give in and let Hoseok call Namjoon about not being able to make it into work today.

From the other line, you could practically hear Namjoon rolling his eyes as he tells Hoseok to ‘get better’ before hanging up the phone.)  


 …The End?

(Part 2? Possible series? Let me know what you guys think with likes/comments please! ^^

See ya around!)

AFTERCARE WITH DOM VIXX

Hakyeon :

★such a gentleman
★he’ll run you a bath
★has special bubble bath that he only uses for this occasion
★lavender to relax your muscles and calm you
★he’ll sit with you in the bath, holding you to his chest and kissing all over your shoulders
★won’t actually talk about what happened until the morning after
★he wants all of his focus on making you feel loved and happy
★let’s just say you’d be rich if you got paid for every ‘i love you’ he said to you
★washes your hair
★if you’ve long hair, he’ll dry it for you and put it out of the way so you can sleep well
★you’d normally drift off into dreamland after this sort of activity
★but on the rare occasion you two still have energy
★he’ll put on your favourite movie, get snackies and you’ll just have a real cozy time in eachother’s arms


Taekwoon:

★not much gets done after he’s pounded into you at a million miles an hour
★if you’ve got energy left he gets offended
★and takes you again to make sure you’re properly fucked out
★if you’re gonna do it, do it right right~
★for real, he can’t just leave you with one orgasm
★he needs to see you destroyed
★only then will he know he’s done good
★he’ll rap you in the bed covers and push any hair out of your face
★his eyes will stay on your face
★he’s so confused with your sexed out look
★you glow???
★how???
★doesn’t verbally tell you he loves you
★he’ll stroke your skin
★your hair
★your lips
★and whisper about how he’ll always be there for you
★and that he’ll protect you from everything


Jaehwan:

he’s my bias so don’t mind while i go ham
★this bub has your aftercare routine down
★he’ll have everything already prepared and ready to go
★imo he goes hard or goes home
★so you’re going to be s o r e
★your lower region is numb in the most incredible way
★he’ll rub cream all over you
★and smother each area in 'healing kisses’
★don’t laugh at him for doing this
★it’ll make him go into the 20 minute talk on how his kisses actually help you heal
★he’s memorized your face cleaning routine
★he’ll sit you on the bathroom sink and clean you
★then he’ll bust out our favourite shirt of his and lets you wear it
★once back in bed and he knows you’re comfy
★he’ll go get food
★10/10 it’s fruit
★'it’s healthy and it’ll get your energy back’
★you can’t complain
★because he lays you in his lap and feeds you
★while his other hand plays with your hair
★this is the time when you discuss the most important things
★and by that i mean he’ll tell you ever little detail of their comeback plans
★most of the time you fall asleep half way through him talking
★who wouldn’t
★his voice is beautiful
★like he could read the phonebook and i’d listen


Wonsik:

★aYE PAPI
★another member that goes hard or goes home
★so after he’s done you’re kinda just a shaking, moaning mess
★he won’t move from atop of you until your breathing has returned to normal
★i think it’ll take him a while to get out of his dom mode
★meaning even though you were sore as fuck, his praise got you aroused all over again
★devil man
★'your hole always makes daddy feel so good’
★'you look so delicious when you’ve been destroyed by my cock’
★w o n s i k s t o p
★ you teasing little fuck
★once he’s out of his dom mode prepare for nuzzles
★his deep voice will just send you right off to sleep


Hongbin:

★fucking you into the sheets makes this guy hungry
★'you have to eat lots for energy after such aggressive exercise’
★so while you’re in the bathroom cleaning yourself up
★he’ll order so much food for the two of you
★seriously, it’s like a banquet
★he’ll lay it out on the bed and he’ll feed you
★this precious bean
★he’ll try to be sexy to turn you on again so you can go another round
★but he looks like an idiot
★he’ll be weird with his praise to you
★with a mouthful of noodles he’ll tell you that you’ve made Daddy proud
★which causes you to laugh
★after you’ve eaten all you can
★you’ll both settle down in bed and cuddle
★he’ll hum your favourite song to you to help you get off to sleep


Sanghyuk:

★like wonsik he’ll stay over you as your body spasms in pleasure
★won’t pull out
★he fucking loves cock warming
★his cock buried in you and his face pressed to your neck is his fave position to sleep in
★he’ll lock your fingers together and rub his thumb over your skin
★the softest 'i love yous’ will be spoken
★pls don’t try move because he needs to stay close to you
★if you do need to move for the toilet or to swap your position he’ll just whine until he can get close to you again

Just One (M) ~ Jungkook

Originally posted by nnochu


Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 765 Words

SMUT WARNING

Jungkook loved doing down on you more than anything. Whenever he was around, he would find somewhere to eat you out. Bed, couch, bathroom, kitchen counter, closet and wherever he could think of. 

You had been dating for almost a year but didn’t start having sex until a couple months ago. There was once a time where you were both watching a movie with Jimin and Seokjin. They had left for 15 minutes to go down the street and get food, Jungkook quickly had your pants off and his tongue on your clit. Not that you ever had a problem with it, his mouth worked wonders. 

Tonight was different though, Jungkook planned to eat you out and make you cum until you cried. You were laying in bed with Jungkook, it was already dark out. You went out on a date earlier and came home and showered together. Jungkook was on his phone scrolling through Twitter comments and you were watching tv. Your head was resting on his chest and he set his phone down and sighed. 

“You still awake?” He asked, looking down at your seemingly still figure. 

“Mhm…” You hummed, meeting his gaze. 

He smirked and ran his hands down your back, “You know baby, it’s been a while since I’ve eaten you out. I want to taste you.” You pouted and bit your lip, 

“But it’s only been like three days.“ 

"Three days too long.” It wasn’t that you didn’t want him to, you really did. But you were so comfortable on his chest, he was so warm and you could feel his toned muscles pressed against you. He smelled fresh and clean from the shower and you were just too lazy to move. But knowing that you couldn’t reject him, you rolled off of him and got into your usual position. 

“Undress for me,” he orders, walking to the dresser and grabs a pair of handcuffs. Quickly taking off your (it was actually Jungkook’s) shirt, you let him handcuff each hand to the headboard. You were left in just black lace panties and he groaned. 

“Fuck (Y/N), you look amazing.” Your cheeks flushed and you spread your legs open for him, showing that you were ready. 

“But Jungkook, you know I’m gonna want to touch you,” you whined while pulling on the restraints. 

“Just one orgasm and then I’ll let you touch me.” You pouted but agreed, 

“Fine.” He leaned down and slowly pulled off your panties, revealing yourself to him. Just by him cuffing you to the headboard got you hot and frustrated. He started from your inner thighs and kissed all the way up to your folds. He planted a kiss on your clit but then quickly moved back to your thighs. He bit and sucked, leaving a trail of hickeys behind. 

“Jungkook please…” You whimpered, pulling on your restraints. You wanted to touch him so badly, to pull on his hair. 

“Please what?” He asked innocently like he didn’t know what you wanted. He raised his eyebrows and looked at you while slowly blowing on your clit. 

“Fuck… Your mouth Jungkook! Please!” You begged, bucking your hips up. He smirked as he leaned down and ran his tongue from your entrance to your clit, and circled it around the small bud of nerves. You let out a moan as he pushed his tongue into your entrance, getting a taste of your sweet wetness. He groaned also, his cock was getting close to being rock hard and those tight jeans made him feel like he was suffocating. 

“Oh… Don’t stop,” You cried as he sucked on your clit. His head shook from side to side while he planted his tongue flat on your clit. The warmth and the wetness from you and his spit was all getting close to becoming too much for you. His hands held your legs open wide and his tongue kept quickly gliding over your small little clit. 

“Ah! J-Jungkook!” You moaned as your hips moved with his mouth, allowing you to chase your orgasm. Your legs shook as you felt the warm bliss spread throughout your body. Your walls clenched around nothing and as he pulled away after licking up your cum, your pussy throbbed. 

“You taste so good, baby. So fucking good.” Jungkook groans, licking his lips. His hands went to his belt and he unbuckled it quickly. 

“But I bet you’ll feel really good around my cock. You think so?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at you. 

“Yes, Jungkook!” You quickly nodded, “I think you’ll feel really good inside me.”

Side Chick (Part 2)

* credit to gif owner

Part 1

A/N: @iknowyoufeelme because you gotta be the first to know this is up

“Mind if we join you?” he questioned. You could see the look in Calum’s eyes and knew what was happening. He was jealous. The type of jealous that made you question just exactly where the two of you stood in your “relationship.”

     Before either you or Eric could respond Calum was sliding into the booth along with his friends. As a result, you were smushed between Eric and Calum while Calum was between you and Ria. “What are you doing here?” you asked Calum. To everyone else your words sounded like an innocent question, but to Calum he could clearly hear the waver in your voice and a hint of annoyance. You could see the smirk on Calum’s face begin to grow. 

“We just stopped by to grab some food. You know I think I saw you at the party, Y/N I could have sworn I overheard you saying you weren’t coming tonight,” Calum said. For a split second you could see Calum glower at you. His jaw had clenched and he looked down at you with raised eyebrows. 

“Y/N decided last minute that she wanted to come,” Eric answered for you. He looked at Calum with the same expression the Maori boy was giving and you could feel his hand pull you into him even more. Calum had noticed the action too and his clenched jaw grew even more. 

“Hi I’m Ria. I don’t think we’ve properly met,” Calum’s girlfriend interjected, breaking the tension that was in the air. She had peered over Calum’s shoulder and sent you a beaming smile. You studied the girl curiously taking in her dyed blue hair and piercing brown eyes. “I’m guessing you all have class together?” she commented, resting her chin on Calum’s shoulder. You were stunned. Ria’s friendliness taking you aback for a minute. The two of you had crossed paths before, but had never actually spoken to one another. From looking at her now you could tell Ria had not the slightest clue what was going on. She only assumed what Calum must have told her that they were going to grab something to eat. 

“I’m Eric,” the boy beside you spoke up, reaching the hand that wasn’t wrapped around you to shake Ria’s hand. 

“Y/N,” you smiled, feeling guilty at the fact that you were fucking this girl’s boyfriend and she had no idea. You had always wondered what it would be like to meet Ria; thinking she would be the nastiest person ever or some stuck up bitch. Instead you were met with the opposite. This girl seemed sweet and from the looks of it she was so in love with Calum. It made you sick to your stomach at the fact that you were hurting her. 

“You two look like a couple. Am I right?” she asked. You could feel Calum stiffen up beside you and broken sentences began to leave your lips as Calum stared at you curiously.

“Uh no-we’re-uh,” you muttered not sure what to say.

“We haven’t gotten that far yet,” Eric laughed making an uneasy smile come across your face. Calum was scowling now and you swallowed hard. This must have been what Eric wanted to admit. That he had feelings for you and wanted to take you out on a date. 

“Are we going to eat or what!?!” one of Calum’s friends whined. Michael, you mentally reminded yourself. Calum’s group nodded in agreement and before you knew it they had gone off to grab food. 

“Excuse me I have to use the restroom,” you muttered, slipping past Eric quickly and making a dash for the bathroom. You felt terrible and your fingers tightly gripped onto the porcelain sink as you dry heaved into it. You felt tears prick at the corner of your eyes and your breath became ragged. “What are you doing?” you muttered to yourself. Your head lifted and you stared at your reflection in the mirror. Your eyes closed and you sucked in a deep breath before slowly exhaling. You then turned on the faucet and began to dab cold water on your face to cool your skin. Ria didn’t deserve any of this. She didn’t deserve to have Calum cheating on her. After finally meeting the girl you realized all of this was wrong. Your feelings for Calum went beyond sexual intimacy which made you feel even more guilty. After a few minutes you left the bathroom only to run into Calum.

“So you and Eric huh?” Calum questioned, leaning against the opposite wall and staring at your with dark eyes. You rolled your eyes at his words and crossed your arms over your chest.

“So you’re all of a sudden jealous?” you scoffed, “Go back to your girlfriend, Cal and let me enjoy my night.”  You tried to walk past him, but Calum was quick to grab your arm and pulled you back into him. 

“I thought I made it clear that you weren’t coming to the party tonight and yet when I look across the room what do I see? You grinding up against pretty boy back there,” Calum hissed. You bit onto your bottom lip and your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. You weren’t sure if Calum was angry that you had gone to the party, or that you were flirting with Eric, or both. “I’m telling you now that I’m not one to share, so whatever the fuck you have going on with him you need to end it,” Calum demanded. You looked at him in surprise and you could feel your anger boiling. 

“You’re not one to share!” you exclaimed, immediately being shushed by Calum. You accusingly pointed your finger at him. “You’re such a hypocrite. You’re not one to share, but I’m the one sharing you, Calum!” You pushed at his chest in anger the minute he took a step towards you. “How could you? How can cheat on Ria? Sit there next to her all while you’re secretly screwing me in the backseat of your car?” you questioned. Calum stared at you in shock. “You wanted me to stay in my lane and so I did. Not once did I approach you at the party, but all of a sudden you get jealous and follow me out just to ruin things.” You caught your breath, chest heaving up and down at your small rant. 

“You done?” Calum questioned, looking at you with a bored expression. Your mouth clamped shut and you could feel your skin become hot. Calum peered out the hall and his eyes landed to where the group was. Everyone had gotten back to the table with their respective food. They were all to engrossed in conversation to notice that you and Calum were gone. “I’m not the only one in the wrong here, Y/N. You knew from the jump that I had a girlfriend. You enjoyed sleeping with me as much as I enjoyed sleeping with you, so don’t go around pointing the blame at me when you’re the one at fault too,” he said in a low menacing voice. Calum licked his lips and he inched closer to you until he was towering over you, but also looking down at you. You swallowed hard and just like earlier that day your breath was sucked out of you. “Just because you went against what I said I’ll be stopping by your place at three to remind you who’s in charge. This is the last time I’m telling you…I don’t share, so end things with Eric.” With that said he left to head back to the group and seconds later you rejoined them. Your happy mood deflated as everyone sat eating and Calum spent the rest of the time making out with Ria.

     “You and Calum are what!?!” Eric questioned, mouth parting in surprise. His mouth quickly closed when he felt the food almost fall out. You quickly glanced at your surrounding to make sure no one was eavesdropping on your conversation. Talking in the dining hall resulted in everyone knowing your business whether you wanted them to know or not. 

“We’re sleeping with each other,” you repeated, nose scrunching up in fear of what Eric might say. You flicked your fork about in the pasta you had been eating and avoided Eric’s gaze. He swallowed the food in his mouth and then cleared his throat.

“Why are you telling me this?” he asked, shifting in his spot at how awkward the air between you two had become. Eric’s feelings for you was clearly known by now and hearing that the girl he was currently seeing was also having sex with someone else wasn’t something he wanted to know. He wasn’t expecting your lunch date to turn into this discussion at all.

“Because I really like you and I thought you should know because I’m such a terrible person for sleeping with a guy that has a girlfriend,” you explained. It was true, in your mind you were the worst person ever for possibly ruining a relationship. Ever since the party you and Eric had been spending a lot of time together. You had even gone on a few dates to Calum’s dismay and throughout the whole thing you were still seeing Calum.

“You’re not a terrible person, Y/N,” Eric reassured, grabbing your hand and giving it a small squeeze. He let out a deep sigh and asked the question that was nagging at the back of his brain. “So what you’re telling me is that you’re a side chick?” Eric hesitantly asked in shock, he slumped back into his spot. When you said you had something to tell him, well Eric wasn’t expecting to hear this. You quietly nodded and was suddenly aware at how much he was staring at you. 

“It’s not something I’m proud of okay? I feel bad because after meeting Ria and seeing how nice she is…god I’m so stupid for getting myself into this mess,” you sighed, chewing frantically at your bottom lip. This wasn’t fair to Eric or Ria.

“Then why not end it? Clearly you feel second to Ria, so you shouldn’t feel like that with someone you’re dating,” Eric explained. He somehow caught on to the fact that you must have had some type of feelings for Calum. Otherwise you would have ended things sooner.

“Calum told me to end things with you. He doesn’t like to share,” you said. Erick blinked back in surprise. You eyebrows rose in a ‘yeah I know’ type of way and you continued to poke at your food. Eric rolled his eyes.

“What does he mean “he doesn’t want to share” that’s a bunch of bullshit. Y/N you should be with someone that doesn’t hide you away from the world. Someone that wouldn’t cheat on their girlfriend,” Eric said, he squeezed your hand again. You could already tell what Eric’s next words were going to be, but Eric wasn’t the one to say it.

“Someone like you I’m guessing?” the all too familiar voice butted in. Eric’s face contorted into a scowl and he turned in his spot to face Calum. 

“Always a pleasure, Hood,” Eric said. You could hear the sarcasm in his voice. “But yeah now that you mention it Y/N should be with someone like me,” Eric stated. You could see Calum’s hand ball up into a fist and the vein on his neck only seemed to pulsate as his anger grew. “At least she would know she was number one in my life. Unlike you,” Eric said, staring Calum down. You were lost for words. Even if you and Calum weren’t in a relationship you knew just how possessive he became. In Calum’s mind you were his even if you were just his side piece. You could feel the tension get thick and it must have been felt around the area too. Almost everyone that was close by was staring at the three of you. Overhearing everything that was being said. 

“What makes you think she would want to be yours?” Calum taunted, raising an eyebrow in challenge. “You don’t know Y/N like I do, so I suggest you back up off my girl before we have a problem,” he said. Eric smirked at Calum’s words and scratched at his cheek in amusement. Eric looked at you then back to Calum and then back to you again. To both yours and Calum’s surprise Eric’s head dipped down to give you a quick, but passionate kiss. 

Calum so far hadn’t made a move, but Eric decided to take things one step further. Getting up from his spot and getting in Calum’s personal space. “I don’t think she’s yours, but you know I wonder what Ria would think about your little affair with Y/N?” Eric’s words came out as a threat. “You know I think I see her coming into the cafeteria now,” Eric stated. Calum didn’t even hear Eric’s last words. Eric had already pushed Calum’s buttons enough by kissing you and he tipped the scale even more by threatening to expose him as a cheater. Calum’s fist flew up and collided with Eric’s jaw. You let out a small yelp and reared back as Eric stumbled for a second then took a swing at Calum too. Not too long after the two were fighting right there in front of everyone. Eric sent a punch to Calum’s stomach making him double over in pain for a minute before he sucker punched Eric in the eye. 

“STOP IT!” you yelled, not wanting to jump between the two in fear of getting caught in the crossfire of their punches. They were on the ground now and you watched in horror as Eric tackled Calum down into a chokehold. “Holy fuck,” you gasped, your hands flying up to grip at your hair. Calum jabbed his elbow into Eric’s stomach and Eric grunted, hiis hold on Calum releasing. Calum gasped for air, but was quick to get back to fighting.

“CALUM!” Ria shouted now joining you to watch the two boys go at it. Calum’s attention was taken off of the other guy at the sound of his girlfriend’s voice. Ria was looking at him in surprise not sure why he was fighting Eric. At that moment Eric pinned Calum down to the ground and overpowered him. You had remembered Eric telling you he was on the wrestling team for the college. 

“Tell her!” Eric demanded making Calum face Ria. You shook your head no. This was the opposite of what you wanted. Calum spat out blood and glared at Eric’s words. “If you don’t I will,” Eric threatened. Though he didn’t have a chance to fulfill his threat, Calum’s group of friends pushing through the crowd and pulling Eric off their friend. 

“Break it up!” Luke yelled, pushing Eric in your direction and flinging Calum towards Ashton and Michael. “You don’t do this shit on school grounds man!” Luke yelled, slapping Calum upside the head. Calum wiped blood from his mouth and glanced towards you. You were too busy trying to make sure if Eric was okay to notice his longing look. But Ria noticed it, her attention shifting between you and Calum. Out of everyone in the group she didn’t know her boyfriend was cheating on her with you.

“Look I have feelings for you too Y/N and I won’t be second to that asshole, so whatever you have with Calum you need to figure it out and when you do then give me a call when you’ve sorted it out,” Eric said, grabbing the napkins you had given him to wipe his bloody nose. He gave you one last kiss before grabbing his things and leaving. Pushing past Calum and exiting the cafeteria before campus police could show up. You let out a huff and looked at Calum in worry. Your attention was taken off of him when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned to see Ria eyeing you nervously. 

“I couldn’t help but overhear what Eric had said to you, but answer my question honestly,” she slowly said. Her words had reached Calum’s ears, who wasn’t standing that far away from the two of you, and his eyes widened in horror. Clearly Ria had put two and two together, though she had some suspicion about Calum cheating this fight only seemed to heighten it. Now she was going to the source wanting to hear from your mouth that you were in fact having sex with her boyfriend. “Are you sleeping with my boyfriend?” she questioned.

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Requested by Annon:

I would like a oneshot in which the reader is pregnant for 5 months of Roman and one day people invade his house at night trying to kill her and when Roman deals with them she gets scared and with desire to drink blood and roman give his blood to her.Angst/fuff         

A/N:  sorry for the big delay! I’ve been busy with college and that stuff, but here it is!  Sorry for my super horrible english…

Pairing: Roman Godfrey x Reader

Title: Weird pregnancy’ cravings

It was another night in Hemlock Grove, this was my first winter living with Roman; after spending the whole afternoon cuddling on the couch, drinking hot chocolate and watching movies along with Peter – not to mention the countless times I had them out to satisfy my cravings – Peter had returned to Destiny’s apartment and Roman and I had decided to go to sleep. It was two o’clock in the morning and I could feel Roman’s warm breath crashing against my ear, sleeping peacefully beside me, I began to envy him because I was in my fifth month of pregnancy and there were nights when little JR didn’t stop kicking and wouldn’t let me sleep.

I cuddled into the sheets and turned to face him, he was sleeping on his left side, his lips slightly opened and his light brown hair falling on his forehead; he was so warm and calm that I stare at him for a while, trying to appreciate him completely; I loved Roman sleeping, it makes me wish that he was always this quiet. But with him everything was an adventure.  I stretched out one of my arms, pulling it from the blankets and rubbing his jawline with my fingertips, then I put behind his ear the hair that fell on his forehead, suddenly I felt his strong arm through my big belly to wrap around my waist, pulling me closer to him and I noticed his smile.

“Are you awake, Cheekbones?” I asked, raising my head a little to see him better

“I wasn’t, why don’t you sleep, Nipples?” he replied whispering without opening his eyes

“HEY!” I laughed “Stop calling me like that, Godfrey!”

“You call me ‘Cheekbones’ all the time, Y/N , and I have to deal with it”

“Yes, but it’s because your cheekbones are perfect and I LOOOOVE them” I confessed while brushing my fingers against his cheekbones, I felt his cheeks twitch with a smile

“Like you nipples, my love” he answered

“I know they’re not very symmetric, Roman, but you don’t have to make fun about it”

“Oh, no no no, don’t say that darling, for me they’re perfect, and more now, I love your pregnancy’ breasts” I laughed out loud “You didn’t answer me, Y/N, why didn’t you sleep yet?”

“It looks like your son will be a very good football player when he’s older” He was giggling slightly and I felt his hand caress my belly

“JR, you should let mommy sleep, today was a very tired day for both of us” he joked, we had done absolutely nothing, he hugged me and I felt his breathing in my neck “we should sleep now” He started giving me small kisses on my neck and jaw as he fell asleep again

I was playing with his hair for a while, checked my cellphone, sent messages to Peter and Destiny in hope that they were awake but none replied; I turned on the bed facing Roman again, I kept  watching him for a few minutes until a noise coming from the first floor got me out of my thoughts, I sat on the bed and waited to hear something more before I woke up Roman, I thought it had only been my imagination when I hear a louder noise “Roman…”I whispered to him, moving his arm “Hey…”

“mmmhn” he stammered without opening his eyes  

“I heard something downstairs” I whispered again

“Maybe it’s your imagination, babe” he said turning on the bed

“No Roman, I heard it twice”

“It’s nothing” we both heard a glass breaking” “Shee-it” he exclaimed getting up quickly from the bed and putting on a shirt, he took the ax that hung from the back of the bed and walked towards the door “I’ll go and check out what’s going on”

“No Roman, wait!” I said desperately from the bed  “Let’s call the police”

“No, there’s no time, listen…. No matter what, lock yourself here and don’t open the door” He kissed me on the lips “If I don’t come back soon, call Peter” I took his hand, didn’t want to let him go “Y/N” He looked at me, I felt the tears in my eyes and I released his hand. He left the room and I lock the door, then I looked for the gun that Roman kept in the drawers, I took it and I walked away from the door, sitting in the corner of the room.

I don’t know how much time had passed but I could hear the punches and the fight outside, I took my cell phone and called Peter several times until he answered

“what’s up girl?”  I heard, Peter’s hoarse voice from the other side, I had awakened him

“P-Peter… someone came into the house, R-Roman is…is fighting them, I don’t know what the fuck but….” The room window broke and a man dressed all in black appeared in front of me, he had a machine gun in his hands and was stared at me; the phone falls out of my hands and I slowly stand up pointing him with my gun

“Drop it…” he demanded as he pointed me with his gun “DROP THE DAMN GUN” I shake my head in deny and take the gun tighter in my hands, I fired the gun but I missed it, the guy pushes me and hits me in the hands making me to drop the gun. He started to pull me, I fought to release myself and I ran to the door, I opened it and tried to leave the room but the guy took me from my waist throwing me on the bed

“ROMAN” I screamed desperately and the guys pointed me with his gun

“SHUT UP” He hit me with his gun on the head, I felt the blood drain through my temple and someone hitting the door desperately

“Y/N!!” I heard Roman on the other side and then the door began to break, the guy gets distracted and I managed to run and hide in the bathroom. I tried to find a way out but it was useless because I was on the second floor and my tummy would make me get stuck by any window I tried to escape. I heard shots on the bathroom’s door and the guy walked into the bathroom

“You’re dead” the guy said mockingly while pointing his gun at me, I covered my tummy and closed my eyes waiting for the shot, but it never came, instead the guy falls to the floor with the ax on his head, I felt Roman’s arms wrap me in a hug

“ ARE YOU OKAY?” He asked me desperately, tucking my disheveled hair behind my ears and looking me in the eyes, I nodded feeling the tears in my eyes and he hugged me again. I sobbed a little while sinking my head into his chest and running my arms around his waist.  I watched the pool of blood form under the dead guy’s head and a strange desire grows in my stomach “Y/N?” He asked strangely, I didn’t stop watching the blood and soon he realized “What happens?”

“I’m hungry” I replied

“Let’s go out to get you something…”

“Not food…”I felt my heart racing

“Shee-it” I heard him whispering and he took me by the hand, walked me to the bed and made me sit there. I saw him go to the bathroom and coming back with a razor, he makes a wide cut on his arm and I look at him in shock, the blood began to flow, he put his arm in front of me and I looked at him in disbelief “Drink it”

“What’s happening to me?”

“It’s okay, you’re not going to kill me, drink it, Y/N” I grabbed his arms hesitantly, but finally I drink it and I could tell it was the best feeling in my life.

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Unknown Territory // Jughead

Summary: Reader is Riverdale’s mysterious teenager. Jughead and the reader share a lot of firsts and she’s going to be his first time until feelings are said and plans change. How will everyone react when sophomore starts with a new couple.

Characters: Jughead x Reader, Archie Andrews, Kevin Keller, and Archie Andrews

Words: 1212

Disclaimer: I do not own Riverdale or the characters that appear in this story.

Warnings: Allusion to sex, swearing, and fluff

Author: Caitsy

Requested: No.

Tagging: At the bottom.

A/N Popped into my head. This is set in the summer before sophomore and Jason is not mentioned what so ever in this.

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Jughead Jones, little was known when it came to the strange but real teen that was almost always alone. Everybody knew that Jughead and Archie Andrews were best friends; after a short period no one knew why they didn’t hang together anymore.

There was one person that was the true mysterious teen. You were the girl with the trademark dark eyeliner and computer. It wasn’t known what you did on it but the hint was the large studio headphones that more than likely covered your ears.

Last year was when you caught the attention of Jughead more than any other year. He craved mystery but he craved you more.

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