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Angel in the Darkness pt.5

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

Summary: After a patient urgently pleads you to go and help a friend of his, you naively agree to it. Little did you know, that you would get more than what you agreed to, when he leads you to a brothel, to help a dangerous prostitute named Jeon Jungkook.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft. Jin, but not romantically)

Genre: Smut (M), angst, mafia!au, prostitution!au

A/N:This is a dark and filthy story! Graphic descriptions of sex (masturbating, etc), heavy dom/sub undertones, drug use, vulgar language use……(alot of smut comes in later) This is a mature read! You have been warned!

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 

The bright sunlight behind the curtains, stirs you awake from your deep sleep. There’s a faint smile stretched upon your lips, as you feel as if you’ve had one of the best naps in the longest of times. Your eyes are still closed shut as you try to flex your stiff muscles; only you can’t.

As soon as you tried to lift your arms, you hit something very hard and muscular. Huh? That’s weird. You can also feel that your legs are entangled, and something wrapped around your waist.

You didn’t mind the feeling, as you were still too tired to process things, and because it brought great warmth, but then you heard it; a faint grunt. Your eyes instantly shoot open, and you blush hard when you realize you’re wrapped up into Jungkook.

His face is mere centimeters away from yours, and his eyes are still closed shut, indicating he’s still asleep. You can feel his hot breath, gently tickling your red face, as his hair is all over. You peer downwards and see that his left arm is securely wrapped around your waist, as both of you were laying down on your sides. His long, thick legs were clumsily tangled with yours, and you were finding it hard to breathe since you were so close to him.


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“What say you?”

For @hysterekial, who asked me to post this separately, but I wasn’t really happy with that one, so I made a new set, including one with the same crop. 

Sex Bomb (Smut)


Request:  Yo can you make an imagine about buying the sex bathbomb and taking a bath with shawn that leads to some slow passionate sex ?

Word Count: 2,217

Sex Bomb

“Are you done yet, please?” Shawn whined at me.

I was holding another dress up in front of me, looking at myself in the mirror.

“Soon babe, I promise” I assured him.

He stuck his tongue out at me, obviously very annoyed with me. It just made me laugh, though. He was cute when he got frustrated. Shawn leaned against the wall in the store, doing his very best to let me know, he surely wasn’t happy with me.

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Steve Rogers x Reader

SMUT 🔥 [ Red (My muse kisses your muse in the middle of a heated argument) ]  

I didn’t read the final form so if you see an error or something stupid, let me know and I’ll fix it. :)

Gifs are not mine. 

And sorry for looong wait. 

Tags: @isaidtobehave  @captainamericasbeautifulbutt  @morgan5113 @panic-angel3314 @kkshawty6 @imboredrn

After the Ultron fiasco, Tony Stark decided he needed to retrieve from the whole avenging thing. Thus the new avengers moved out from the tower and settled a base in their new facility in upstate New York.
As much as you respected Steve and his leading skills, he got on your nerves a little too much. Since you both joined the avengers all those years ago, there has been a thick tension between you two. No one could be sure if you wanted to murder each other or rip each other’s’ clothes off. Honestly, it was both sometimes.

You were tolerating each other just fine until one day he assigned you to train with him.

You were a spectacular fighter and an assassin but he was an enhanced soldier! What the hell is he thinking? Is he going to kill me and cover it by ‘self-defense’ or something? Your mind raced with these irrational questions as you stormed into the gym where you knew Steve would be punching the life out of a sandbag.

His head turned your way when he heard you slam the doors open and prepared himself for the shitstorm you were about to give him.

“Are you out of your fucking mind?!” you fumed.

“(Y/N) calm down.”

“Oh I’m calm Rogers!” snapped right back.

“Are you aware that I’m a human?

Why in the hell would you assign me with you? So you can crush my bones?

Why can’t I keep training with Natasha?”

You quickly and loudly exclaimed, your hands on your hips and your face red with anger.

“I know you’re a wayward asshole but this is a little too much.”


“Your punches destroy those giant sandbags. What do you think they’re gonna do to me?”


“Don’t (Y/N) me Rogers!”

“(Y/N) listen to me for a second!” he tried to reason, as calm as he could but you were not shutting your mouth. He listened to your rants a few more moments with a clenched jaw and his arms crossed.

Finally he rolled his eyes, let out a growl out of frustration 

as he leaned forward to pull you towards him and kiss you, so he could shut you up.

You were shocked at first but you quickly returned the passionate, hard kiss. One of his hands went to the back of your head as the other went to your waist. You slammed you right hand on his chest as you took a breath and kissed him again, this time deepening the kiss.

He moaned into your mouth as your tongues battled for dominance. Your fingers curled on his shirt, holding tight like you don’t want to let him go. When his hand drifted south, to squeeze your ass, you broke the kiss with a gasp.

He looked at you with eyes so dark that you shivered. 

You could feel his hard on pressing against your thigh. You tilted your head up and smirked at him.

At an instant you were pressed against the gym wall with Steve holding your wrists above your head. You kissed harshly, all teeth and tongue as you pulled Steve closer with your legs wrapped around his waist. You could feel his painfully hard bulge against your clothed core but you bit back your moans. You weren’t going to give him the satisfaction.

You moved your hips to grind to him. He let out a whiny moan and let go off your wrists to take his shirt off. You took a long moment to appreciate the sight in front of you.

He leaned towards you again to capture your lips in a fevered kiss. You snaked your hand into his sweatpants and took his erection in your hand. His breath hitched as you pumped him slowly and he started kissing your neck. After a while you jumped off of him and dropped to your knees. Steve watched you as you pulled his pants down his legs. You wasted no time to take his fascinatingly big dick in your mouth. You took as much of him as you could, while holding eye contact with him. Then you let him out with a wet ‘pop’.

You swirled your tongue around the head as you wrapped your hand at the bottom of his shaft. You started bobbing your head while your hand pumps slowly, your other hand on his balls. Occasionally you took him deeper in your mouth and traced his veins with your tongue.

He tangled his hand in your hair started fucking your mouth, pushing deep.

Finally you felt him twitch in your mouth and his balls clenched. You took him as deep as you can and sucked.

“Fuck (Y/N)! I’m… AH!” he rambled before he shut his eyes close and spill his load down your throat.

You licked him clean and stood up. He was gasping for air. You looked him in the eye as you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand.

Steve let out a deep breath before he pulled you against him by the waist. And he kissed you. Less angry, but more passionate. The ache between your legs was unbearable by now. You moaned and rolled your hips. He got the message and walked you back until your legs hit the edge of the bench press and you sat down.

Steve dropped down to pull your pants and underwear down your legs as you discarded your shirt. He put one of your legs on his shoulder as you laid down, careful not to hit your head to the barbell.

Steve bit your inner thigh before he quickly went to lick your folds. You gasped and arched your back for the long-waited touch. Your breathing was fast and your skin was on fire. Your anger towards the soldier faded with each expert lap of his tongue on your clit.

You winded your hand in through his hair and Steve looked up at you. He locked his gaze with you as he inserted 2 fingers inside you. While curled and pumped them, he could feel his dick harden again. He sucked harder on your clit as his fingers stroked you g-spot.

You came hard and fast, screaming his name as you tilted your head back. Your mouth was open and your legs were shaking as Steve licked what you had to offer. Then he stood and hovered over you. He aligned his member with you and pushed in.

You let out a long, loud moan as Steve hissed and panted. He braced himself by holding the barbell from above. 

His muscles contracted beautifully, bringing out his well sculpted body. You wrapped your legs around his waist and started tracing his abs and chest with your nails.

Steve was pumping in and out of you slowly because he knew you were still sensitive from your previous orgasm. But he couldn’t hold himself back any longer and his movements got harder. His knuckles were white from holding the bar tightly. Sweat covered his body, making him glisten in the light.

 You pushed yourself up slightly to kiss down his neck. You bit a mark on his collarbone. He braced himself on one hand as the other went to your back, to hold you to him. You lifted your left leg higher to take more of him. Steve pounded deep and fast and your moans filled the gym, echoing off the walls.

“Steve. OH Steve I’m gon.. Ah”

You couldn’t finish your words as your walls clenched around Steve’s shaft, an orgasm taking the both of you. Steve coated your walls with his cum as you screamed with pleasure.

After Steve pulled out, his legs gave out. He stumbled back and fell to the ground and he laid there to catch his breath.

After a while you laughed and said “If you assigned me for this kind of training, I’m in.”

He chuckled too but didn’t answer. You sat up on the edge of the bench to look at him. He was still laying on the ground, his chest heaving with each deep breath.

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“What, you getting sleepy Rogers?” you asked mockingly.

He smirked and stood up.

“Oh I can do this all day.”

Ridiculous Ladybug Theories #150

When Alya becomes Volpina everyone instantly knows, because she changes the name of the Ladyblog to the Ladyvlog and starts just live vlogging her life as Volpina and the whole team’s adventures. 

This afternoon I was talking with the lovely @brendaonao3 about how “canon” post CA:CW hasn’t been explored as much with Bucky in Cryo and I came up with the following possible story arc: Bucky finds his own triggers and actively fights for mental betterment while in Cryo.

This uses a lot of metaphor and comparison to sports injuries and healing because that hows my brain works and this is about injury and healing. More explanation and rambling and Bucky Feels under the cut.

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Too Hot To Handle: Chapter Nine

So I kinda wrote a different kind of fanfiction. It’s nothing as in depth as my other fics so I am going to post it here. ENJOY!!

      ***Actor, Real Person Fanfiction, Walking Dead RPF***

Featuring: Jeffrey Dean Morgan X Original Female Character, Norman Reedus and others.. (FYI this is total fiction, as in I know nothing about JDMs life or that of his real SO and son etc. Because of this, for this work of fiction, they don’t exist. Jeffrey’s been a typical actor playboy dating fellow stars etc. This is written for sick daydreaming pleasure.)

Aria St. James is a busy woman with a thriving restaurant. She thought she had everything she needed until a few famous faces visit her dining room. A tall, dark and handsome actor decides Aria’s just what he’s been looking for.

Rating: Mature

Slowly extracting themselves from her freshly christened sofa, Aria pulled Jeffrey towards her bedroom. He couldn’t help but smirk as she kicked clothing on the floor into her closet before shutting the door to the mess.
“Not a word.” She muttered with twitching lips.
“About what?” He asked with a grin, climbing onto her bed. 

“Good boy.” She replied, giggling as he tugged her across the mattress to straddle him. 

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Day Four: Hogwarts AU

I know the prompt was Hogwarts AU, but I wanted to explore what happens after Hogwarts.


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This was supposed to be easy.

This was supposed to be the easiest job of your career.

And here you are.

Running for your life.

Running for her life.

Heck, maybe even running for everyone’s lives.

Okay, no, that’s an exaggeration.

“Merlin’s socks!” Maggie yells ahead of you. “This will be the last time I follow you!”

“No one asked you to follow me!!!!”

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anonymous asked:

Is Uncharted really good? Ive never played it because apart from the new DLC it seems like Tomb Raider but with a guy

it’s really not.. like I can see where it looks so from the gameplay and whatnot but it’s a naughty dog game (which imo is one of, if not, the best game developers out there) so the graphics and visuals are unparalleled and the characters are really well written and enjoyable as well as the amazing storytelling the puzzles really challenge you it’s just overall a goddam good time I’d hhhhhighly recommend you play uncharted (the first 3 games are available as a bundle and then there’s 4 and + lost legacy which is 👌👌)

Namjoon 7 minutes of heaven

Rating:Mature fr
“Heyy! Hurry up the party’s almost started!” Your friend was yelling at you. You guys were about to go to the biggest party of the year, the hottest boys were going to be there. Jackson Wang, Jeon Jungkook, Taehyung, and Namjoon were the only ones you cared about. Mainly Namjoon. God he was so gorgeous and smart.
“Hey are you listening?” You friend asked impatiently. You looked at her startled.
“I’m sorry what?”
She sighed. “Girl get your shit together. Here wear this dress I just heard that we’re gonna play 7 minutes of heaven/spin the bottle.” She threw a lacy black dress at you. It was gorgeous. It fit your curves perfectly. “So what do you mean, 7 minutes of heaven/spin the bottle? How the hell does that work?” She smiled.
“You’ll see girlfriend you’ll see.” She grabbed her purse and walked away.
“HURRY UP!” She yelled.
“SORRY!” You hurried out to the car.
You guys arrived at the house. God it was huge. “Who’s hosting the party?” You asked.
“Jackson Wang. He’s so hot I want him to fuck me so bad.” Your friend laughed. You playfully swatted her arm. “I want Namjoon to fuck me.” You laughed. Your friend just smiled. “You’ve had a crush on him for so damn long. I hope it happens.”
“Me too.” You guys rang the doorbell. Jungkook opened it. “Hey guys come on in we’re in Jacksons room. It’s where the real funs at.” He led you guys past all the drunk people in the living room. Dance music was blasting so loud you could barely think. The lights were all out of wack with the different colors and shit. You guys finally made it into Jacksons room. “Wow not very many people huh?” You stated. The only people in the room were a few girls you didn’t know, Tae, Jackson, Jungkook, your friend, and Namjoon. God he looked even more gorgeous. He looked you up and down and grinned. You blushed and quickly looked away.
“So uh, how you guys doin?” Your friend said awkwardly, staring at Jackson. He just smiled. “Have a seat you two.”
The only spots available were next to Jackson, and next to Namjoon. It was obvious what you both chose.
“Alright so how the game works, it starts off as normal spin the bottle, and after a few minutes of random people kissing each other, I’ll say when and it’ll become spin the bottle but whoever you spin it to has to spend 7 minutes of heaven in the closet in the next room. Got it?”
You all nodded. It all started out good, you got kissed by a couple of random girls and Tae, which Tae was an amazing kisser just to say the least. Namjoon spun the bottle finally, and it landed on you. You blushed hardcore, and he leaned in and kissed you. It was the most wonderful thing in the world, a type of kiss that made you crave more. When you both finally pulled away, a string of saliva connected you two. He was also red faced and you noticed he had a hard on. You smiled. “Ok now it’s time for 7 minutes of heaven!” Jackson yelled out. Everyone cheered, excited of what was to come. Jackson spun the bottle first, and it landed on your friend. Your friend got the biggest fucking grin and they went into the next room. It was awkward, just sitting there when you know your friend was getting fucked by someone really hot. More than 7 minutes had passed when they finally came back into the room, disheveled and grinning. “Ok next haha!”
You spun the bottle and it landed on, big surprise, Kim Namjoon. The hottest man alive on planet earth. He stood up and offered you his hand. “My lady, shall we?” You felt like you were literally melting. “We definitely shall.” You grabbed his hand and walked into the next room. He shoved you on the bed and started kissing you furiously. You kissed back with the same fiery passion. He pulled away and grabbed your face softly. “How come I never realized how goddamn gorgeous you are?” He stated. You blushed and said,“Well I’m glad you realized.” And kissed him again. You started pulling on his pants and he pulled away to pull off your dress carefully and threw it somewhere. Your bra and underwear were lacy black like the dress, and his hard on was clearly visible. You pulled off his pants and shirt, revealing his cute tummy and his hard thighs. You started palming his dick through the fabric, making him suffer for a bit. He pulled your hand away and ripped off his boxers, releasing his throbbing cock. “Daddy gets you for about five more minutes, so I better fuck you right.” Your pussy was so wet. He took off your bra and panties, and layed you on the bed. He spread your legs and carefully inserted himself once he knew you were ready. God his dick was so big. As soon as he put himself in you, you almost fucking came. He started thrusting and the pleasure was indescribable. “You like that dirty slut? You like being daddy’s slut?” He grabbed your hair. “Y-yes daddy. I like being your slut.”
“Moan my name princess.”
You were already a moaning mess at that point so it took no effort to do that. “Namjoon Daddy!” The only coherent thing you could utter was his name. His thrusts started getting faster and faster, until you both came at the same time. It felt magical. He pulled out of you and you both collapsed. After a few minutes of recovering, you guys managed to find your clothes. After making each other presentable, you headed back. The group was clapping. “Um why are you guys clapping?” Namjoon asked in his sexy deep voice. Jackson just laughed. Taehyung just said,“Dude that was so not 7 minutes. More like 20 goddam. Good job man.” They high fived. You just laughed and walked over to your friend. “How was he?” She asked. You sighed.
“You have no idea.” Namjoon walked over and shyly was like,“So if you, wanna give me your number that would be cool.” You giggled. “Sure here ya go.” He texted you and you immediately changed his name to Daddy Oppa. He looked at it and smiled.
“Damn right I’m your daddy. If you would kindly be my girlfriend, I’ll be your only daddy.” You blushed and laughed.
“Of course.” You guys kissed again.
A/N sorry if the ending was lame lmao

chubbyfacepanda049  asked:

ok sooo what if the companions found a video holotape of sole's wedding day plus love this

Aww that’s so cute (: Like a video of Nate and Nora from pre-war? Aww of them in their wedding outfits looking all beautiful after pulling out all their hair from the stress of planning it all? D’awwwwwww. I feel like Shaun should see that.

Ada: “Fascinating. According to my collections about standards of pre-war aesthetics, you are indeed a beautiful/handsome human ma’am/sir. I do not think you have ever seen a robot in a wedding dress have you? Jokes,” she chided drily but maybe deep down inside kind of wanted to try one on.

Cait: “What? Shut up. I’m not crying. You’re crying.” She aggressively wiped her eyes with her shoulder to hide the fact that they were getting quite misty. She’s never seen Sole look so damn good before. In fact, she hadn’t seen anything that damn beautiful in her whole life.

Codsworth: *sniffle* “Ohhhhh mum/sir!!! I remember that day. I recorded this holotape, oh you were so lovely and your better half was simply gleaming with love. Oh look at their face, and how much they love you.” Codsworth wailed as he let all the feels grip his emotions. He receipts the wedding vows verbatim along with the tape.

Curie: She puts a hand over her heart and sighs dreamily when she sees Sole come out in their wedding attire. “Oh my love, I never even thought zat I could get married one day but I can think of nothing else but you in your dress/suit again because today my heart has been stolen!”

Danse: He felt a warm tingly feeling in his stomach and felt his face heating up under the collar. So he grabbed Sole and put them in his lap and wrapped his arms around their tummy, squeezing so they couldn’t see his warm face as he spoke. “Sentinel… we are not trained to acknowledge things like… beauty in the the Brotherhood. Simply saying it feels strange on my tongue. But seeing you… if this isn’t beauty then I don’t know what is.”

Deacon: He smiled and looked off to the side. For someone who talks so much, he certainly was silent now. When pressed, he took off his glasses and looked to the side (Sole could never see his face!). Seeing Sole all dressed up reminded him of Brenda briefly and their wedding (although less pre-war). But Agent Whisper should definitely wear that again. For the mission… yeah.. not for him, no definitely not.

Dogmeat: BARK!BARK!BARK! (I better be the ring bearer next time)

Hancock: “Aw shit, I almost forgot you used to be someone else’s before me.” He tipped his hat down over his eyes to mask the confusing melange of jealousy and admiration on his face. Sole was just so goddam good looking, he didn’t wanna see them next to someone else. No way in hell. He grabbed Sole by the waist and pointed to the holotape. “You an’ me… we’re gonna recite vows that are 10 times better than that ya dig? That’s because we’re the two hottest folks in the Commonwealth so we gotta make everyone jealous.”

Longfellow: “Well damn little lass/lassie, I haven’t seen someone in wedding attire since… actually I’ve never seen anyone in wedding attire, haha!“ He kept the holotape even though pretending like he had lost interest because deep down, he did like keeping that little bit to himself.

MacCready: A little confused since he’d never knew what pre-war weddings entailed. All he saw was Sole looking so damn fine in that dress/tux that he could not tear his eyes away from the holotape. “Ohhh boss… Wow.. you- wow. My thoughts are definitely going to be plagued by thoughts of you like this knockout.”

Nick Valentine: *chuckles* “Am I gonna get to see you like this in my arms or are you just yanking my chain, showing me this holotape?” He says suavely as he pulls Sole into him by their waist. Nick had the unique advantage over the others in that he did remember what pre-war weddings were like. Nick jokingly started planning out where they would get catering from, and the perfect napkin color for everything.

Piper: The holotape clicked on and she watched Sole stride out to the alter in their wedding gown/suit. The grainy quality of the holotape didn’t do it justice but the emotion of the event was getting to her. When she heard Sole (in the tape) start reciting their vows, she looked deep into Sole’s eyes instead of at the holotape. She imagined Sole saying those words to her on an alter and she had to wipe a tear from her eyes just thinking about how happy that would make her.

Preston: “You are the most remarkably beautiful/handsome person I’ve ever met, and I’ve met quite a lot of them.” He thought the pre-war wedding was beautiful and got swept away with the emotion. Vowing to recreate as much of it as he physically could, he confiscated the holotape and watched it every night. He tried to teach himself ballroom dancing just from the video and restlessly practiced every night in order to one day take Sole in his arms like so.

Strong: *grumble* “HUMAN CAN’T FIGHT IN TIGHT CLOTHING. HUMAN WILL TEAR SUIT/DRESS IF YOU TRY TO FIGHT IN IT. WEDDING LOOKS BETTER WITH GUNS.” Sole tried to imagine reciting their vows with an AK-47 in their hands and it was awesome.

X6-88: “There are many things about pre-war customs that still elude me. For instance, why was it customary to wear white even though it is the most impractical color? Everyone should wear black.” It kind of annoyed Sole how he was focusing on the benign details rather than the meaning of it. When Sole asked him what he would think if they wore white right in front of him and he grew silent. All Sole got was a sly smirk and an unreadable expression beneath the glasses.


Maxson: He typically tried to repress thoughts about family and relationships simply because they would make him feel emotional and emotionality is  not something soldiers want to see in a leader. So when he felt his face betraying his steely front, he quickly stalked back to his room where no one could see. He pulled out a ring that had been passed down through the Maxson family for generations. He thought it would end with him. But now he knew… it was time.

Glory: Felt a weird pang of jealousy spring up. She knew they were dead but dang she couldn’t help herself. She was watching her Sole tell another wo/man that they loved them! It was hard stuff to bear. So she started teasing. “Y’know I think that dress would look better all ripped up at the bottom. That way you could like like 9 guns. 2 right here…” *points* “and 3 right here.”

Deegan: He didn’t say anything because he didn’t need to. He was a servant and shouldn’t be expressing any desires that could compromise the situation but he couldn’t help himself from twisting the ring Sole gave him around his fingers. This world was too ugly for something so beautiful. He was going to protect them until the day he died. This he was sure of.