uhhhm…but yeah should we talk about our first date? …ye- yeah there’s just not a lot a lot happened we went to a…a fairly nice restaurant here that was known for their nice desserts yeah and then I had to..get gas on the way there and I spilled gasoline like pretty much all over my pants?? and i stank sooo bad *laughing* yeah the smell was pretty intense was very overpowering. and then we were gonna go to barton springs, right? were we? and then it got-we got rained out? we got rained out..yeah…and I don’t remember what we did I think we went to Grace and Bristol’s pool. and swam in that instead…..oh yeah! Yeah it’s ver..very romantic. and then um..you knOW HAHA H A…YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS AFTER THAT A H AHAHAHAHA LITTLE BIT O THAT *grunt from home improvement* AND A SOME O THAT boINGUGUGGGUUH and a little bit o that OOOooohhNOOOooo and a little bit o that *gets real close to the mic and makes mouth sounds* and a little- a wHOLE BUNCH O THAT..C O W A B U N G A DUDE!! and some of that *borat voice* uh mY WiFE…and some of that *deep breath* MUH SWAMP *breaks out into laughter* and some o that- okay..okay please stop..I was gonna *laughing* i was gonna sit in silence until you stopped….uh but you really got me with my swamp
During his move to Washington, DC, Stiles made a number of realizations about life, the most prominent of which was that it was amazing what kind of hobbies a guy could pick up when his days weren’t packed full of running for his life from various supernatural horrors. Like trivia nights, for example. Stiles had a regular team and the entire bar groaned when they walked in because they knew they were about to get creamed.
Or the tabletop gaming club he joined, where everyone was just as competitive as he was, and punches had been thrown on more than one occasion.
Or like, Stiles jogged now.
Through the National Mall.
Like Captain America or some shit.
And with these hobbies came a sort of routine, and though most were on hold during the summer when his trivia team and gaming rivals were back home, the running stuck. It was calming and got his mind off things, gave him a chance to think about any papers he had to write, or de-stress about his FBI internship when it got a little hectic.
It was a good routine.
So every Saturday morning, Stiles got up a little earlier so he could get in his longer route, and left his dorm for his jog through the National Mall. On Saturdays, he took the path that went through the war memorials, down into West Potomac Park, and over to the Jefferson Memorial. It was his favorite place to take a breather because that early in the morning, there were rarely any tourists, and other joggers left him alone. It was nice and private, with a great view of the city across the water.
Stiles leaned back against the front steps and glanced around him casually, making sure there was no one too close before pulling out his little burner flip phone.
He had an old school drug dealer flip phone. His dad would be so proud.
There was only one number the phone ever called, so there was no need to save it under a name.
He waited for a few minutes, biding his time until the clock hit 7:15am, and then he called that number.
On the third ring, Derek picked up.
“Morning, sunshine!” Stiles greeted, already wide awake from his jog. Derek grunted back. He must’ve had a late night at the bar. “Any leads?”
Derek yawned loudly. “Still no werewolves with triskele tattoos, still wanted for murder.”
Taco’s not so fluffy anymore, and you run into quite a few unexpected faces.
Word count: 7.4 k
Genre: Comedy, smut, fluff, a touch of angst, a lot of naked Tae
A/N: Hi! I’m so sorry this took forever to come out and I really hope I did it justice. Thank you everyone who was so patient with me, I really appreciate you all and your understanding means a lot to me. I hope you enjoy this chapter and let me know what you think! Special thanks to @jiminniemouse@seoulscapes & @kittae for proofreading this trash and motivating me to complete it!
Synopsis: Stolen from Earth when you were only a teenager, what is left of your life
consists of training to become an obedient pleasure slave on Sakaar… that is, until
the Grandmaster, your slave driver, decides to gift you to King Loki, who seeks
to visit to observe one of the Grandmaster’s infamous gladiator fights. Now,
you belong to him, obliged to fulfil his every need. A truly tempting
opportunity, is it not? After all—who is the God of Mischief to miss out on all
the fun that comes with being king of Asgard?
Pairing: Loki x Reader Rating: M Chapter: 1/1 (Oneshot) Words: 6725 Warnings: (sexual) submission, kidnapping, (sexual) slavery, imprisonment,
mentions of abuse, dub-con, smut
Prompt: Fairy Tale AU for @marvelous-fvcks ‘s 3k
followers writing challenge, congratulations love!! (also I’m so so sorry that this was late!)
Summary: Working in the royal castle leaves no time to
yourself, but at the castle’s busiest time, you meet someone in the market who,
despite his charming mannerisms, hides things that you wish you could find out. Then suddenly, your worlds collide in a way you would’ve never expected.
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 6128 words (woah this is the longest fic I’ve
posted oops, but it’s prob one of my cutest)
Whiteboard. Destiel, canon!verse, 1.3k. When you fail to say the words, there’s always the option to write it down.
For a while
now, there has been a whiteboard in Dean’s room.
sees Dean use it; to organize clues for cases that he and Sam can’t quite solve,
and to write down reminders, or to simply rearrange his thoughts. And, on rare
occasions, to draw silly doodles to help him get his mind off of whatever
supernatural disaster is next on the agenda.
aforementioned board is empty though, and Cas stares a hole in it, sitting on
Dean’s bed, arms wrapped around his knees, his chin resting on his hands. Dean
is there too, right beside him, lying on the other side of the bed, his back to Castiel, his
shoulders tense. There might as well be some sort of invisible wall between
them, and Cas absolutely hates it.
Hates it whenever they fight like this, and what makes it even worse is that
Dean refuses to talk. Whenever they have an argument he’ll snap at Castiel,
once maybe twice, but after that, it’s usually the silent treatment.
makes Castiel feel powerless every time, because how can you fix something when
you don’t even get a chance to plead your case?
sleeping, Cas can tell from his breathing, harsh and uneven. Which must mean
that Dean doesn’t like this either, and just like that, inspiration strikes.
Cas mutters quietly, but not unkindly.
from the other side of the bed.
you’re angry, I know you’d rather not talk, but I thought that maybe…”
Castiel pauses, trying to figure out which words to choose. “I thought
that maybe we could write it down.”
huff from Dean, and Cas doesn’t know what to make of that, but he refuses to
give up now. Slowly, he gets up from the bed, shuffling towards the whiteboard.
He picks up one of the markers, a blue one, and starts writing.
Dean move on the bed, probably getting up as well, and that’s what Cas had been
counting on; Dean’s curiosity getting the best of him.
When Cas is
done he puts down the marker, his eyes scanning the message one last time.
‘I apologize for what I did yesterday, I’m sorry
I went after those rogue angels by myself without telling you. I didn’t want
you to get dragged into my problems, and I feared it wasn’t safe for you to
come with me. Which you would have, had I told you before I left.’
He hears a
muffled sigh behind him, and he’s surprised to see Dean already standing right
there. Dean rolls his eyes as he reads the message, but his face relaxes, and
the green of his eyes is softer now. After a long moment, he theatrically picks
up a marker as well, the green one, giving Castiel that face that says 'do we
really have to do this?’
does it anyway, and writes a reply, the Dean Winchester way that Cas knows so
'I want you to drag me into your problems, you
idiot, it’s not like I don’t drag you into mine. PS: you forgot to apologize for
the part where you almost got killed. PPS: fine, apology accepted. Don’t ever
do that again.’
Summary: Reader is sick causing her not wanting to do anything. Convincing Peter to be lazy with her turns into a heated session.
Warnings: Swearing cause I love swearing IRL. Plus Tom swears too :,)
Dominant Peter is going to be a thing \^.^/
P.S: PETER IS IN HIS 20′S IN THE DEADLY SINS SERIES. BESIDES THE FIRST EPISODE OF ENVY. I DON’T WRITE SMUT ABOUT A 15 Y/O. I KNOW SOME PEOPLE DO BUT I WONT CAUSE THAT CREEPS ME OUT.. SO KNOW HE IS IN HIS 20′S
SWEET IN THE STREETS BUT A FREAK IN THE SHEETS!
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
Word Count: 1,815 (Sorry it’s short my migraine is killing me and I can’t look at a screen.. I promise the next Lust post will be 2,000 words )
A/N: BTW these are my interpretations of the sins. Of course for Gluttony I’m not going to have the eat a hella ton of food. You will see my interpretations as my pics are posted :) BTW THE OTHER LUST POST IS IN THE WORKS :,)
Comfort. That is all you’re feeling right now. It was one of your favorite feelings. Sadly you couldn’t stay in bed forever which you wished that it was possible. It was unlikely due to the responsibilities you have. This one morning you don’t want to move at all. Your body ached and was sore from training and a night with Peter.
“baby girl,you have to get up..” Peter’s voice making you stir in your peaceful slumber.Your body being shaken lightly.
“Five more minutes…” I mumbled snuggling against the warmth he body produced. He felt so warm and cozy. The warmth lulling you back to sleep.You gladly welcomed sleep till Peter opens his mouth again.
“You have been saying that every time I try and wake you up” his chest moves as he laughs.
“shhhh, just stay with me and we can make up a practice session later.. Please Peter, I’ll make it up to you if you stay with me all day today..” Your leg moving up to his waist pulling him closer. A whimper slips out as you feel how hard he is. You look up to see his eyes a shade darker. His eyes gazing at your lips, his tongue darting out quickly. His lips crash down onto yours in a passionate kiss pulling your body against his.
“darling, fuck” he groans gripping onto your ass tighter. You slowly push your hips again creating a needy friction.The tight grip he had on you made you moan in his ear.
“P-Peter “ you gasp out as his lips leave a path down your neck. The feeling making your eyes flutter shut. You straddle him feeling his cock press against your clothed core. A whimper escaped your lips as you pressed your hips against his. The rocking motion earns you a slap to your ass. His hand coming down against your ass each time you moved your hips.
“god your ass is so red” he moans gripping your tingling cheek in his hand. His hot breath fans across your neck making you shiver. You begin sucking on the base of his neck. A moan slips from Peter’s lips as you turn his skin red.
“You’re so sinful it could bring a holy man to his knees… and you darling always bring me to mine” He tears your panties off causing you to frown.
Stupid Spider strength..
“Peterrrr those were my favorite” I pout rolling us over and pushing him off of the bed. A thud signalling he fell onto the floor. His head pops up from the edge of your bed making you laugh. His curls messy making him look cute and sexy.
“I’ll buy you new ones babe” he laughs standing up walking away. Sitting up on my elbows I look at him heading to the door. Is he seriously going to leave you here?
“You’re just going to wake me up, tease me then leave?” My voice coming out flustered. He closes the door locking it ,seeing that made your eyebrow raise. A smirk appears on his lips as he slips off his sweat pants. His Calvin Kleins showing a print of how hard he really was.
“Karen turn on the Don’t Bother Us Program, then you can turn back on when I say so” Peter speaks to the ceiling.
Your sleeping quarters at the Avengers HQ was styled like an apartment so you and Peter could feel at home. A fancy apartment but it still reminded you of Queens. Tony had windows project sounds and views so it was practically a home away from home.
“Turning on Don’t Bother Us Program,engaging soundproof walls, be safe you two” Karen’s voice then turns off. You hear a beep signaling she was offline.
“You think I was just going to walk out of here to practice, rock hard and leave my girl flustered?” His voice getting lower as his strides bring him to the edge of the bed.Peter’s figure radiated dominance as he looks down at you.
“I-I” You were the stuttering one now. Peter is the one to normally stutter but once in the bedroom hes completely different. It was a good different.
“I told you that you could bring a man to his knees,that only man will be me” Peter’s hands grip your thighs pulling you to the edge.My skin felt like heat and fire under his palms. Your chest rising and falling slowly. He spreads your legs lowering himself down to his knees. The eye contact between you two not breaking at all.
“P-Peter..” his name coming out as a gasp. Feeling his tongue slowly licking between your folds. His thumb starts rubbing your clit in small circles. A loud moan comes out from the sensation. His thumb is then replaced by his tongue as he inserts fingers inside of you. Your nails dig into the sheets as you look down at him pleasing you.
“C’mon babygirl, tell me what you want” His hot breath fanning across your core.
Feeling your stomach tightening as his tongue flicks faster. Arching your back as the pleasure travels in your body. He slid another finger in as your thoughts started jumbling together. Curling his fingers inside you hitting your g-spot when he makes a come hither motion.
“M-more please , I want your cock inside me Peter” you beg as your legs started to twitch. Desperation clear in your voice. The look in his eyes making you on the edge about to cum.
Flicking his free wrist his web shooter expands onto his hand. A web pinning both your hands to the headboard. His chest rose and fell quicker as he gazed at your body. You looked helpless tied up to the headboard. A groan coming from him as you spread your legs , inviting him to you. You wanted him more than ever.
“How bad do you need it” He smirks crawling onto the bed. Your eyes screwed shut while his hand slid up your legs. His hips lowering down towards where you needed him most.
“S-so bad Peter, please baby” you manage to moan out as his lips pressing kisses in between your breasts. Slowly moving back up to your neck. You gasp as he slams into you without warning. The feeling of him inside you causes you to bite our lip.
Peter’s lets out a low moan tilting his head back. All you wanted to do was to touch him but you were restrained. Peter’s hands dug into your hips as his pace started to pick up. Uncontrollable moans came out of your mouth. He filled you up just right making you pant out his name.
“Look at how your tits bounce as I fuck you” His head tilting back, his veins in his neck showing. Holy fuck. You feel his hands move as he angles your hips up. The new angle making a loud moan come out,he went even deeper hitting the right spot. Grunts coming from him as he continued to pound into your dripping pussy. Thank god for the sound proof walls, you were loud when it came to expressing the pleasure you received. Peter loved hearing you thats why he had the system installed.
“P-Peter untie me please I w-want to touch you” your voice coming out as a whisper. You felt out of breath as you looked down. Watching as he filled you up with each thrust.
“I love seeing you like this “ he whispers running his finger down your chest and down your body. Your breath hitching in your throat.
“Under my control, only I can give you pleasure like this..” he whispers as his thrust becoming slower. Panting you try to rip his webs apart with your nails. All you want to do is touch him and run your fingers through his soft curls.
“You can’t get away from me,you wanna know why?” he grins cockily. Bastard knows his new web formula is tougher. His body gets closer to you if that’s even possible. Feeling your hands become free your hand grips onto his curls. The other scratching down his back. He hisses from the pain as your nails dig into his skin.
“Cause you’re my girl” his hand cups your cheek as he thrusts into you harder causing your head to hit the headboard.
“You’re mine, you got that princess?” His hips slam into you harder and harder. Nodding as a reply you keep eye contact with him. The pleasure feeling so intense you felt like you were going to burst.
Peter tugs on your hair letting out a low growl. “Let me hear that pretty voice, answer me” he demands kissing your jaw in fiery kisses.
“I’m y-yours Peter, please let me cum” your moans and whimpers filled the air as he reached between you rubbing your clit in fast circles.
“C’mon darling, cum for me cum all over my cock” Moans come out of his mouth as his thrusts start to get sloppy. The stamina he had in him had you breathless. Your orgasm causes you to hold tightly onto Peter. Your legs trembling as it coursed through you. Him filling you with his load shortly after, collapsing on top of your body.
Peter rolls over pulling your body next to his. Your chest was falling up and down. Both of you were panting trying to catch your breath. Your body could just melt into the mattress,exhaustion taking over you.
“Karen, please start the shower and play some AC/DC for me” Peter speaks up a bit due to his voice being shaky from his breathing.
“Turning on the shower, Peter you lasted a lot longer than you did the last time should we mark it as your new record?” Karen asks waiting for a response.
He was keeping track of how long he could last?
“Peter Benjamin Parker” you sit up looking at your boyfriend. His cheeks turning pink as he sits up.
“You’re seriously keeping track?” You laugh placing your head in your hands. He is such a dork.
“Y-You’re not mad?” He questions tilting your chin up.
“Now I want to see how fast I can make you cum and start my own record” you grin sitting up heading toward the bathroom.
“I already have a record for how fast I can” Peter stands crossing his arms over his chest with a grin.
“Looks like I have to beat you, next time who ever loses has to clean the training rooms next week” you challenge looking back at him.
“Oh it’s so on, you’re going to cum and beg for me like always” he lifts you over his shoulder towards the shower.
“PETER!” You scream out as he starts to tickle your sides. From serious to childish, what a catch.
anon requested: Heyo could I request some step brother chanyeol smut where they don’t get along and are constantly teasing each other (in a sexy way?). One day chanyeol is going through the girls Phone and finds her daddy kink bdsm Tumblr and decides to punish her ;) in turn some kinky sex with spanking and bondage. (Lol sorry this is so detailed chanyeol has been fucking me up lately)
Description: After showing off to his friends what he could do more push-ups than them, you felt like he was going overboard with his competitive side. Ignoring him for a couple weeks, made a new side of him come out.
A/N: I made a bet in a group chat that I wouldn’t say anything sexual about Jungkook for a month. I won but during that month, I would type out how a felt about this “unnamed guy” aka Jungkook. So, after the month was up, I decided to change all the ‘He’s to Jungkook. The beginning is kind of based on Episode 12 of Run BTS. I can’t believe I wrote all of this filth. Well, looks like I’m going to hell after this. Also, I didn’t edit it. So, if there’s any mistakes. I’m sorry
Whenever he walked over to you, there would be a huge smile on his face. It would have seemed as if he won the lottery or if he found out something interesting that he was ready to tell you about. Jungkook’s smile made you feel like you were stuck in a trance and everything around you was moving slowly. Whenever you looked into his considerably large eyes, it would feel as if it was only you and him in the world. He had that effect on you and you never knew it. He had his days where he would annoy you to the point where you would ignore him for days on end. Especially on this particular day, he was showing off way too much and you were not having it.
Warnings: Smut - NSFW – Sexual themes, inappropriate language, nudity, handjob,
fingering, squirting, unprotected sex - please guys if you’re going to be intimate with someone, please use protection. Also if you’re underage, please don’t read this.
Author’s Note: Hi guys, I don’t even know what to say about this. I think this
is the most smuty thing I’ve ever wrote ahah so all I can say is I hope you
enjoy it. This is also for @marvelous-fvcks writing
challenge. I hope you like it! I did my best. And please guys, tell me what you think of it. I’m so nervous for some reason ahaha.
Prompt Word: Hickey