he needs to get in my bed

Pushing All my Buttons

Prompt/Summary: You and Steve know all the right and wrong buttons to push

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: OMG, the cursing.  There is a lot.  So much. 

Word Count: 3668

Author’s Note: Is there a better trope than enemies to lovers?  I dare you to name it.  I wish I were better at writing sex scenes.  Maybe I need to bribe someone to write the second (smuttier) chapter to this. 


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sweetragdoll  asked:

i have a one-shot suggestion. JD falls asleep in Veronica's bed and refuses to get up because he's comfortable.

Yay!!! More requests! I’m so excited when I see people take an interest in my writing! And this blog is still new so I’m trying to gain speed. I hope you enjoy the story! I had a lot of fun writing this one, I tried to amp up the jdronica cuteness.


Veronica leaned over the bed and looked down at her boyfriend. “Hey there.” She sang. JD opened his eyes wearily and looked up at her. She was leaning over his face so her curly brown hair floated around her face. He smiled at her, she looked like a real angel. “How was your nap?” She asked in a tasing tone.

“Did I fall asleep?” He asked. Veronica nodded, earning a small laugh from the boy sleeping on her bed. “Well then, good morning, darling.” He winked at her and Veronica rolled her eyes. She reached her hand out to try and help him up.

“It’s four in the afternoon, JD.” She told him. She tried to pull JD up out of bed, but he groaned and sort of fell limp, so she dropped him back on the pillow. “Come on, JD. Get up, I need to change my sheets.” She told him. JD mumbled something and rolled over to have his face in her pillow.

“No.” He complained. Veronica laughed and jumped to sit on top of her boyfriend. He laughed and turned over, so she tumbled off of him and her climbed on top of her, so he was smiling down at the other seventeen year old.

“Come on, I need to make my bed.” She told him yet again. JD made a face and put his head down so his face was very close to hers. He yawned and shook his head.

“It’s comfortable here, I think I’ll stay.” He grinned before closing his eyes. Veronica made a face and scooted closer. She bopped his nose, earning a giggle from him and he opened one eye. “Yes, Ronnie?” He asked. Veronica scrunched her face up and pressed her nose to his, making him laugh yet again.

“I need to change my sheets, but you’re on my bed, JD.” She reminded him.

“So you’ve told me… twice.” JD reminded. Veronica put one hand on either side of his head and pulled him into a kiss. JD wrapped his hands around her waist and deepened the kiss. As soon as he got lost in the loving daze, and let his guard down, Veronica pulled away and pushed him down off of the bed. JD tumbled backwards and fell onto the rug.

“Gotcha.” She grinned, giggling. JD looked up at her. Again she was leaning over the side of the bed and looking down at him, with that same angelic look that made his heart flutter. JD sat up a  little straighter, enough to kiss her on the forehead.

“Well done, darling.” He smiled. Veronica smirked in a smug manner and got off the bed. She pulled the blankets off the bed and threw them on top of JD, so he was buried in the fluffy mound of bedding. He poked his head out and saw Veronica set a sheet out on the bed. JD smiled and crawled out of the pile of blankets and crept up behind her. Before she could notice him, he wrapped his arms around her waist and tossed her on the bed.

“JD!” Veronica exclaimed with a loud giggled. JD grinned and jumped so he was on her, giving a deep kiss. “I told you four times! I need to make my bed!” She laughed, but kept kissing him back and running her fingers through her hair.

“It’s nicer like this, can’t we just lay here for a while?” JD asked, innocently. Veronica smiled at him and brished his bang out of his face. They always hung over his one eye, no matter how many times he pushed it out of the way, tried to slick it back, which he did often. By the end of the day his bangs fell back in his face.

“We can lay here for as long as you want.” She grinned and gave him some more kisses. JD smiled again and went back to being lost in the little love-struck daze Veronica sent him into. But just as he let his guard down for the second time, Veronica pulled the sheet out from under him so he tumbled off the bed again. She then grinned at him. “We can stay here for as long as you want, AFTER I change the sheets.” She reiterated. JD smiled up at her and leaned his head back. “Now get up here and help me put the sheets on the bed.” She commanded. JD laughed and made his way to his feet, grabbing on end of the sheet.

“Anything for you, darling.”

anonymous asked:

Prompt nine Seth Rollins Imagine

Prompt: “You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”

You thought going on tour with Seth would be great, you’d get to see more of your boyfriend and what he does as well as spending some much needed alone time together. Well you thought wrong. Yes you got to see Seth perform and you did get to spend more time together but being the goofball he is Seth forgot to mention when booking the hotel that you were coming. So here you were lay in bed trying to sleep while Seth and Cesaro were sat on their respective beds watching some dumb tv show, grumbling you turn over to face Seth and scowl at him from under the duvet. Glancing to his right when he hears you move he sees the scowl on your face.

“What’s up buttercup?” brushing some hair out of your eyes he shimmies down the bed to be eye to eye with you.

“You forgot to book us a private room.” You mutter, not wanting to sound rude in front of Cesaro, you loved Cesaro like a brother but you just wanted some alone time with your man.

“I know I’m sorry. By the time I realised the hotel had ran out of rooms, I promise when we go to the next city we will have our own room.”

“We better.” You let a small smile slip as you crossed your arms under the duvet casing Seth to smile. He wrapped one arm around you, pulling you into him, placing a soft kiss to your lips. You both sighed into kiss and you gripped the fabric of Seth’s shirt trying desperatly to feel even closer to him. You swipped your tongue along his bottom lip, Seth parted his lips slightly so your tounges could meet. Both of you moaned slightly at the contact and you moved your hand up into his hair whilst his moved down to grip the flesh of your ass.

“You could of asked me to leave guys.” pulling a part you both blush and Seth rolls over to face Cesaro.

“Hey sorry man. What else do you want me to do. She’s too hot.” Grinning cheekily at Cesaro they both let out a chuckle as you slap Seth on the back of the head.

“Ow. Hey what was that for!” Seth grummbled rubbing the back of his head slightly now turning back to face you.

“Because you’re a damn idiot thats why.” Chuckling you sit up and stretch contemplating whether these 2 idiots would let you sleep.

“I may be an idiot but I’m your idiot.” and with that he gripped you tightly, nuzzling his nose in your neck causing you to giggle.

“Oh yeah. We will see after I bansh you from the bed.” Smirking you push Seth towards the end of the bed and he props up on one arm giving you a hurt expression.

“You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!” 

“Well I just did. So bye bye.” You chuckled and playfully waved at him as you used your feet to push at his side and eventually he toppled over the edge of the bed, landing with a thud. Cesaro was looking at the two of you shaking his head in disbelief at the scene that was happening in front of him. Seth poked his head over the edge of your bed and you chuckle at his pouting face.

“Where the hell am I supposed to sleep?! “

“With Cesaro.” You smirk turning over to face away from them. “And if you try and sneak back in I will withhold sex for a whole month.” You heard Seth gasp and Cesaro chuckled, almost falling off his own bed from laughing so hard.

“Well then cuddle buddy guess it’s just you and me.” Cesaro joked patting his bed.

“Fineeeee. But I swear to God if I wake up and you’re spooning me I will end you.” Settling on the covers of Cesaro’s bed he looked across at you, seeing how your breathing had evened out he knew you’d gone to sleep. He couldn’t help but feel guilty at his mistake, him lying on Cesaro’s bed while you slept alone was not how he imagined spending his first night with you.

******

That morning Seth woke up before everyone trying to figure out a way to make it up to you. Looking at he room service menu he decided to order some food and wake you up with breakfast in bed and then take you out to explore the city together. Cesaro woke up just as Seth had finished ordering the room service.

“Hey I’m gonna head out to the gym early. Give you two some privacy .”

“You don’t have to do that man…”

“No I don’t. But I want to. I know you felt guilty last night so enjoy some time together while you can.” Smiling at his buddy Cesaro headed into the bathroom to change before grabbing his things and leaving. Looking over to you Seth smiled. He loved how you looked in the morning, no make up, peaceful and happy and your hair framing your face just right. Smiling to himself he makes his way over to you, gently crawling up the bed to hover above you, leaning down h brushes his nose against yours chuckling when you scruch it up in your sleep. Leaning down once more he starts peppering kisses all over your face. You slowly flutter your eyes open to see Seth’s deep brown ones staring back at you. “Good morning.” you mutter as Seth captures your lips in his.

“How did you sleep?” Seth asks trailing kisses down your jaw.

“Alright, was lonely without you.” you pout at him making him kiss you once more.

“Well you were the one who banished me babe.”

“I knoowwww. But you looked pretty comfy with Cesaro spooning you.” Smirking you see his face flush and you hear him mutter under his breath.

“I’m going to kill him.”

Looking around the empty room you notice the man in question is nowhere to be seen.

“Speaking of Cesaro where is he?” you gently rub Seth’s sholders admiring how the faint light in the room illuminated around him.

“He left early to go to the gym so we could have some privacy.”

“Oh really. So what did you have in mind?” Seth smirks cockily at you, damn him for knowing that was a turn on of yours.

“Well I ordered some room service which should be here any minute. Then I thought we go out and explore the city together before we leave tonight.”

“That sounds good but I have something else planned for us if that’s all right.”

“Oh yeah and what would that be?” You use all your strenght to flip the two of you over so you were now stradling Seth. Leaning down you give him a passionate kiss, the sudden change in pace causing him to gasp, allowing you to gain the upper hand and slip your tongue into his mouth. You both contuinued to make out as Seth’s hands wondered up and down your body realising how much he’d missed you when a knock at the door interupted you two making Seth grumble.

“Bloody room service why couldn’t they have been late for once.” Flinging the door open Seth takes the food, literally tossing it onto the side and slamming the door in the poor staff memebers face. Pushing you back down on the bed Seth resumes the kiss.
“That’s it no more interuptions.”


Prompt from this list.

Masterlist

softmagnusbane  asked:

Listen, in honor of my love's birthday we need to talk about those god damn arms, literally the entire human being is the epitome of perfection but his fucking arms are sculpted of gods. Imagine how strong he is, how easily he can lift ... things... ... I'm gonna go get some water now

listen you lil shit i’m trying to do nice things for the fandom and you come and attack me like this???? “lift … things” fucking hell, lift me, hoist me up, toss me over your shoulder like i’m no heavier than a feather, throw me onto the bed. yes, jay, i went there because it’s 4 am, i’ve been doing these things for more than 12 hours, and honestly? this man can bench press me anytime, any day.

warning: you might not survive this
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Some Sheithy music fluff where Keith can sing...

The spacious room in the Castle where the Paladins typically lounged about was quiet and empty, save for the Red Paladin that occupied one of the benches in the pit, a stack of sci-fi comics seated next to him.  Pidge had picked up a whole two crates of them on their last trip to the Space Mall from the Area 51 store.  She had insisted to the clerk that they did not need another Kalternecker.

Keith couldn’t remember the last time he’d even picked up a comic book, but he was done training for the day, and they all had some down time before their next mission.  Struggling to get comfortable, the Red Paladin piled his jacket into a makeshift pillow before stretching himself out on the bench.  He had headphones on, the music blasting at a nearly harmful decibel to his ears, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

I get tired of sleeping alone in my bed
I really need you now
I’ve been trying to get back the days that we had
But see, I don’t know how

He hadn’t noticed that his casual humming had steadily turned into quiet yet audible singing as he flipped to the next page, nor did he hear the loud hiss of the doors as they slid open.  Behind him, the Black Paladin strode into the room, stopping shortly after being met with a soft singing voice he’d never heard before.  He spotted his friend lounging on the bench, headphones on with a comic in his hands.

Shiro remained where he was, not wanting to disturb Keith who seemed to be wrapped up in his own world - a rare moment of peace.  Instead, he simply listened, pleasantly surprised at how well he sang and how easily it seemed to come to him; he hadn’t known that about Keith.

“It’s 6 in the morning, I’m still awake
My sleepless heart is torn up, babe
A love song’s on the radio,
But these words I hear they’re not for me, no”

A feeling of melancholy settled inside of Shiro’s chest, and he wasn’t sure why.  The lyrics were meant to be sad, sure, but it was more than that.  Maybe it was the way he sang it - gentle and sincere, straight from his heart because he thought no one was around.  Like the words rang with some truth.  Feeling slightly guilty now, like he had intruded upon a private moment, he withdrew from the room.  Keith’s voice carried itself through the threshold before the doors slid shut:

“I’m tryna keep up, tryna move on
Beyond this pain before I break”

Later that night, Shiro’s first attempts at sleep were fruitless.  He stared up at the ceiling, hearing Keith’s voice croon across his mind until it finally lulled him to slumber.  He didn’t have any nightmares that night.

~operation-firecobraclaw
Taking prompts if ya like mah style~

(Song is 6 AM by Fitz and the Tantrums, if ya’ll were curious)

anonymous asked:

As its currently the time of finals, can I ask how the US, UF, and SF skelebros would help their s/o whos freaking out?

Ahhhh I gotta answer this one. All my support for you!!!

Fell Sans:

He gets anxiety. Maybe not test anxiety, but anxiety. He might be a little grumbly about the lack of affection but he will rub your shoulders and drag you to bed in order to get you to get the solid hours of sleep you need.

Fell Papyrus:

He trains you. Literally
If you’re having a panic attack, he will roll his eyes and tell you to get over it (he’s shit at this). When he notices you literally can’t, he brings you to a small, quiet corner to relax.
But then he sets up a rigid studying schedule, with breaks that he brings food for. When it’s time to rest, it is Time to Rest.

Swap Sans:

DATEMATE, DONT FRET! THE MAGNIFICENT SANS WILL HELP! Actually he’s more of a distraction and he’s not the best to have around when you’re trying to study. When you break down however, he will be there to hug you and encourage you. It’s hard to give up with him smiling at you and bringing you hot cocoa.

Swap Papyrus:

Here for when you need him, but he trusts you to study. He will take away your phone if you start to distract yourself, but when you break down, he’ll rub your shoulders and give you lazy kisses. He’ll make sure you sleep enough too.

Swapfell Sans:

WHY ARE YOU CRYING YOU SNIVELING FOOL? He’s the cruelest out of them and doesn’t really understand why you’re upset over something so ridiculous. THEYRE PIECES OF PAPER! His attitude towards it does help you relax but you also feel bad. When he sees how tired you are, he sighs with irritation and tucks you into bed.

Swapfell Papyrus:

He will try to shamwow your stress, but seeing how he’s already anxiety incarnate it goes very bad. When that doesn’t work and you break down, he gives you snuggles and soft words of encouragement, a back rub before you go back to work. He will bring you to bed and cuddle you to heck, stroking your hair til you fall asleep.

Things that fucked me up in The Foxhole Court series (warning: spoilers):

  • Every single time Andrew did something just because Neil asked
  • “He pressed Andrew’s palm to the ugly scarring across Neil’s abdomen” 
  • Dan’s entire existence as the biggest boss in the galaxy
  • “You are a pipe dream.”
  • “I am not a pipe dream.  I’m not going anywhere.”
  • Renee saving Jean
  • Renee doing literally anything
  • Wymack hating that Neil flinches away from him and doing everything he can to prove he’s the good male role model Neil deserves???
  • RESPONSIBLE AND CARING ADULTS
  • “You hate me, remember?” “Every inch of you,” Andrew said.  “That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t blow you.” ANDREW LMAO
  • SHOWER BLOW JOB/CODDLING/ANDREW FINALLY LETTING GO ENOUGH TO LET NEIL SEE HIM FEEL PLEASURE (partly because he can’t bear to leave Neil’s side to take care of it alone FUCK)
  • “Yes or no?”
  • VIGOROUS CONSENT and Andreil knowing each other well enough to tell when the other isn’t in a good enough place to consent even when they think they are??
  • Neil calling Andrew a “drama queen” behind his back
  • Nicky getting the happiness he deserves in Erik
  • “Who’s humanizing who in that relationship, anyway?” NICKY OMFG
  • Andrew needing to map every single scar/wound on Neil’s body and Neil letting him
  • Andrew saying “I told you not to look at me like that” after Neil stares at him with fucking giant anime heart eyes when the sunlight hits his hair
  • Matt and his spikey hair (/everything)
  • Casual 3 hour bus chats where Andreil loses track of time smh
  • How fucking short Andreil is???  5 foot **nothing*** is right
  • Neil saying he wants a vacation and Andrew almost cutting Kevin’s dick off when he tries to get in the way of it
  • BED SHARING IN THE CABIN ffs
  • Honestly that whole woodland retreat with team bonding took me the fuck out
  • “The only one I’m interested in is you.”  Demi!Neil is watering every crop in my field??
  • “Thank you.  You were amazing.”  (aka me @ Nora Sakavic)
Strip Tutoring // Jeff Atkins // requested

Request : please do a jeff atkins imagine but please dont let him die there iM BEGGIN U

This imagine doesn’t mention his death or the party or anything! Just a regular ‘dating Jeff Atkins’ imagine. Lol

Requests are closed. xx

Warnings : not really smut but… stripping ?…. cheeky!Jeff

Pairings : Jeff x Fem.Reader

Originally posted by jeffreysatkins

Originally posted by ardevaas88


Walking into the library, my eyes scanned over everyone’s faces until I saw my boyfriend sitting with Clay. He looked irritated and pinched the bridge of his nose. Taking a seat at the table, Jeff’s eyes lit up.

“Hey babe.” He smiled. 

I grinned, “How’s he doing, Clay?”

“Depends. Did Abraham Jefferson write the Declaration of Independence?” Clay responded smartly. 

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What I Read This Week

(22/4/17)

I probably the best reading week I’ve ever had, thanks to my incredibly wonderful friends who wrote fics for me for my birthday (they made a collection which you can find here! I am so, so thankful for them all 💙) as well as some other great updates!

Easy Now with My Heart by braveten, Teen, 12k (WIP)
“Fast, Yuuri. Pow pow.”
“Pow pow?”
He giggles—Victor Nikiforov, figure skating champion, Olympic athlete, Yuuri’s idol, who is currently sick and delusional, giggles—and puts his hand on Yuuri’s chest, pillowing his head there, too. “Pow pow,” he repeats as he feels his heartbeat. “Pow pow, pow pow. Fast, see?”
Oh. I LOVE THIS SO SO MUCH <3

Batter Up! by Shadow_sensei, Teen, 2.9k
Victor and Yuuri are celebrating their birthdays together and decide to bake their own cakes, competing against each other to see which of their cakes will be the one to win over the party. Neither have baked a cake in years. SO cute!

Look How We’ve Grown by maydei, Teen, 7k
Victor’s been alive for thirty years, but every day with Yuuri brings new surprises. Life. Love. Fun. Family. Yuuri’s presence in his life has brought them all, and Victor wouldn’t trade it for the world. LOVE!

they say its your birthday by ebenroot, Teen, 3.6k
“Clowns are creepy. We’re not having a clown, Victor.”
“What if I dressed up as a clown?”
Yuuri is pensive for a moment, then he pushes his glasses further up his nose in a disapproving manner. “Then I’m afraid I won’t be able to have sex with you until that mental image of you in clown makeup is purged from my mind,” Yuuri says with a shrug. BABIES AND CAKE OMG 

Duckling by missmichellebelle, Teen, 3.6k
The ballet classes are, inevitably, Victor’s idea. THE MOMS IN THIS OMG I love the end, so adorable!

The Best Kind of Present by Reiya, Teen, 2.4k
Yuuri is having a crisis over what to get Viktor for his birthday. Thankfully, Viktor already has a pretty good idea of what he wants… This is SOO AMAZING!!!

(Only By You) My Heart Always Moves by lily_winterwood, Teen, 6k
This is their first birthday together, and he’s already screwing it up by not having a present for Yuuri. Yuuri, who had fought tooth and nail for them, who had traversed the seven seas to return to him, who had taken the words they had shared in the early months of their intimacy and turned them into something beautiful, something perfect. A-M-A-Z-I-N-G

To Loving Tension by whalefairyfandom12, Mature, 
“Hey, Yuuri?” / “Yes?” / “Did you know people write fanfiction about us?”
Yuuri froze, any traces of sleepiness vanishing with his previous tranquility. / “What?” / “Mm. Phichit sent me a link. It’s tagged with endurance, hair pulling, blowjobs, possessive behavior, and they are in love.,” Viktor mused. “It sounds realistic so far.” OMFG… just… you have to read this omg!

A Hitman’s Guide to Emergency Gift-Giving by exile_wrath, Not Rated, 1.9k
1) In case of emergencies and not know what to give your husband for his birthday in twenty-four hours, the decapitated head of one of his lifelong enemies always works. REALLY awesome one-shot!!

let me be your lover by Tianetti, Teen, 2.7k
A terrible case of the sniffles. I LOVE SICKFICS SO MUCH HECK

Laundry Day by cryingoverspilledvodka, lucycamui, Explicit, 7.3k
The Katsuki-Nikiforov household takes a morning off to do laundry. Living together, it’s not just the bed that needs breaking in. THIS IS SO 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Can’t Take My Eyes Off of You by flowercrownyuri (elevensong), Teen, 2.5k
When Yakov gets bronchitis and can’t go with Yuri to Skate America, Victor fills in as a last minute backup coach. The problem? Skate America falls right before Yuuri’s birthday, and Victor won’t make it back in time to celebrate. Yuuri knows this, accepts it even, but he should know that nothing stands between Victor and what he wants. This is SO CUTE OMFG and Victor is so extra I love him <3

The Greatest Birthday of All by paxton1976, Mature, 3.2k
When Yuuri and Viktor decide to have a belated birthday celebration, their gifts change their future for the better. I LOVE this fic, thank you Pax!!

Frozenheart & Hiddenfire by Thehobbem, Not Rated, 9.7k
Being the youngest child in a family means you get to leave home and find Riches and Adventures your older siblings could only dream of - but Yuuri Katsuki wants nothing more than stay home and hide from Destiny. Which will be much harder to do once a certain ice wizard comes into town. SO good I love Victor in this!!

Perfect Collision, We Call it Art by LittleLostStar, Gen, 884 words
Here’s the thing about Yuuri Katsuki: everyone underestimates him.
It’s not really their fault, and in his healthier moments he’s able to acknowledge that it isn’t his fault either; it’s just how anxiety warps the world around him, like a miniature black hole or the world’s shittiest invisibility cloak. It coats him in a shimmering mirage of shyness and insecurity, and more often than not it’s basically impossible to remove. It’s hard to shine your brightest when you’re dragging all of that around. So the masquerade is kind of a no-brainer. I can’t wait for more!

Accidental Crush by Ashida, Mature, 4k (WIP)
A university AU in which Yuuri’s phone is plagued with spam text messages and the one time he decides to text back results in the best thing ever. Omgomgomg 

dear true love by cityboys, Teen, 63k (WIP)
Victor is a writer pretending to be on a break; Yuuri is a pianist pretending to not be on a break.They meet, somehow, in the backwaters of Saga Prefecture, Japan. That update… my heart! </3

Butt Stuff by Plumpie, Explicit, 13k (WIP)
AU in which top Japanese male figure skater Katsuki Yuuri is recovering from an invasive (and frankly, quite embarrassing) surgical procedure, and his visitation nurse turns out to be terribly, terribly attractive. If only they had met under less humiliating circumstances.

our doubts are traitors by astoryaboutwar, Explicit, 20k (WIP)
the powered assassins AU in which betrayal comes first, forgiveness second, and love was always somewhere in the equation. WOW… that update!!

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Here’s to another week of great fic reading! Be sure to give the authors some love!

La Dolce Vita.

Genre: Smut. And some fluff too. 

Summary: When your best friend decides to screw you over with the werewolf boy you absolutely hate during your heat~ 

Pairing: Reader [Werewolf AU!] x Jeon fucking Jungkook [Werewolf AU!]

Word Count: 6.9k-ish

Dedicated to my sweet strawberry jelly, @nomoreghostie-anon, Happy Birthday, sunshine!! I hope you like this trash writing of mine ahahah :) 

Also tagging @writeiolite who read this like a billion months ago and loved it, your encouragement always makes me beyond happy!!

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

“Unnie,” you whined, tugging on the end of Jiyoon’s dress, “Don’t go!”

Your heat was supposed to start in a few days and initially you had planned to chain yourself in your room and let her take care of you through it. However her unexpected business trip ruined all your plans. She sighed, turning around to look at you in a mix of understanding and seriousness as she sat you by the edge of the bed.

“Look, ___ I don’t have a choice. If I don’t attend this meeting, they’ll fire me.” She groaned, rubbing the sides of your arm, “But it’ll be okay, you’ve been through this before.”

“Yeah, but I had a boyfriend to help me out then,” you whined, looking at her with pleading eyes. “This is the first time I’ll have to go through it alone.”

“Well, you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” your eyebrows quirked up at her words and you looked at her in curiosity, urging her to go on. “Look, there are other werewolves in my boyfriend’s pack, you know they can help you.”

You groaned in annoyance, knowing full well about Hoseok’s pack and the members, not forgetting to mention their weird habits, but there was no way you were going to let any of them get close to you, especially not Jungkook. Not when you were in heat.

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Suga Daddy: Part 7

Suga Daddy: Part 7

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Words: 9.6k

Genre: Smut, angst, dirty talk, dom!Yoongi

There is another gif in the story that describes the moment I was portraying. Ignore Namjoon’s name on it, lol. Anyway, enjoy :) 

Parts:  one | two | three | four | five | six 

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A Babysitting Love Affair | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Romance, Fluff
POV: Reader’s/First Person

A/N: This was requested by anon! I hope you guys will like this as much as my first one. I kind of ramble on but please bear with me lol.
Request: could i request a zach dempsey x reader where the reader is babysitting zach’s sister, and zach haven’t met the babysitter yet and one day he goes home early and falls in love with her?

—–

“I’ll be there tomorrow morning Mrs. Dempsey.”

“Alright love, thank you so much!”

I smile as I close the door after Zach’s mom who asked me to babysit Zach’s little sister, May. She mentioned that she will have to go to Chicago for the weekend to take care of something and I was assigned to be May’s companion overnight since her brother is an extremely busy guy. The Dempseys are a close family friend, too bad I’m not really that close with Zach or May. It’s probably because we go to different high schools and it doesn’t really help that I can be anti-social at times. I know nothing about them, and they know nothing about me in return so it’s all good.

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The next morning

“I’ll be leaving now or else I’ll miss my flight! Thank you so much again Y/N for babysitting. I’ll see you girls tomorrow morning alright? Feel at home love, my number’s on the fridge if you need me and I left money for any emergency. Zach won’t be here until dinner tonight. He has basketball practice.” Mrs. Dempsey says as she bids goodbye to Zach’s little sister and I.

“Got it Mrs. Dempsey! We’ll see you tomorrow.” I finally say with a smile.

“Bye mom! I’ll be good, I promise!” May puts her right thumb out to her mom and waves goodbye.

“So, what do you want to do today, May?” I ask her as we’re left alone inside the house.

“Hmm, I don’t really have anything in mind. Oh wait I know! Let’s style each other’s hair.” She suggests with a gleam in her eyes; she looked so excited.

“Sure kiddo.” I reply with a smile and we proceed to the living room to watch TV. May got all of her hair accessories from her room for us to use. She decided that it’d be fun to start with my hair first and put them in pigtails and so she did. She chose these pink puffy hair bands to tie my hair. May had long, black and shiny hair which reminded me of Katniss Everdeen so naturally, I chose to put her hair in a fish tail braid.

“Wow Y/N, you’re really good at this!” she beams after her make over.

“Why thank you, Miss Everdeen.” I reply with a bow and she giggles in response.

A couple of hours later and it was almost lunch time. May wanted to order pizza and so we did. She didn’t like vegetables so we opted for a classic cheese pizza instead. A few minutes later and the doorbell rang, I ran to the door to open it, with the money in my left hand.

“Thank you so–” I begin to greet the pizza man but a ginormous, muscular guy hovered above me instead.

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Kissing, Interrupted.

Originally posted by perfectfeelings

Peter Parker x Reader

Request: Yes

Summary: Peter and the reader are getting pretty steamy and someone decides it’s the perfect time to interrupt. Talk about cockblock, amiright?

Warnings: language, kissing, fluff, Star Wars, makeout sesh (holla). (Let me know if I missed any).

Word Count: 1,479

A/N: For the amazing @literallyrozie812, thanks for the request! I hope this fic gives you guys all the Peter feels. Also, I apologize if it sucks ass lol. I’m not experienced in this part of writing, so bear with me as I slowly dig my way into it! Let’s hope I did at least a 4/10. Thanks for all the never ending support, guys! As always, feedback and constructive criticism is appreciated.


Being raised as a Stark definitely has its perks, but let’s not forget about the downsides.

For instance, not being able to try out the Iron Man suit because of one accidental mistake of you blowing one up. 

Hey, it happens… right?

Or not being able to join the team on missions because it’s “too intense” or “not safe.”

Like, hello? I’m an Avenger? I deserve to participate, Dad.

And don’t even get started on boys.

Oh, lord. If he knew about Peter and you, well, let’s just say Tony’s suit isn’t the only thing that would be blown up.

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BTS’s reaction to their s/o having a PDA addiction:

💌 requested by @pastelxxwitch (your English isn’t bad at all, sweetie!)

A/N: As I mentioned before, I don’t write NSFW, but hopefully I was able to do this request justice. I made it super fluffy. Hope you enjoy it, loves~ 💖


Jin: You have a problem, you know you do. It’s too much - you always go too far. But when you get the urge to cuddle your boyfriend over a respectable family dinner, it’s not something you can easily dismiss. He’s looking so handsome, serving stew to his mother, sleeves rolled up, shirt damp with sweat and kitchen steam - less like a boyfriend, more like a husband. A husband that needs a barrage of hugging and kissing as punishment for being so drop-dead gorgeous.

As he sits down opposite, you give him a look – the look – to let him know what’s up. He doesn’t get the hint at first, so you inch your toes across the wooden flood until you find his shape under the table, and give his leg a nudge with your foot.

His eyes flicker to yours, brows raised in amusement. You’ve been together long enough to understand what his silent signals mean. Translation: “So, playing footsie is a thing we do now?”

You rub your foot up and down the inside of his calf, smiling at him through half-lidded eyes. Translation: “Yes, it’s a thing we do. Starting now.”

Jin looks you up and down, totally distracted now. You’re winning. Just a little more, and he’ll bend to your will. With one last brush of your toe against his trouser leg he stands up, displacing his glass of water, so that a few drops spot the table. “I just remembered that there’s a bottle of wine I forgot to open. Y/N, come and help me get the wine glasses.”

That’s your cue to leave, following him to the kitchen for an emergency make-out session:

“Was there a reason you desperately needed to disrupt our family dinner?”

“You were looking unfairly handsome,” you reply, “You needed to be punished.”

“With kisses?”

“The worst type of punishment.” You kiss him to prove you mean it.

Originally posted by jinmini


Yoongi: Well, this is new.

Normally, you have to beg Yoongi for hugs in public – pulling on his sweater sleeves, pulling on his hair, pulling on his ragged ends with pleas of “Please, Yoongi. Please.” Then he’d roll his eyes, shuffle closer and drape you in his warmth, with an arm around your shoulder while he mumbled about how embarrassing you are.

But today - today is different. And you certainly aren’t complaining.

Pressing his nose into your neck, pulling you closer, his hands fall around your waist, reaching down until they find leverage in the back pockets of your jeans. Without you asking; without him kicking and screaming and making a fuss about it.

You have to pull back a fraction to check his cheeks, which burn pink, just to make sure this is definitely your boyfriend and not some weird, alien replacement.

“What?” he demands.

You shake your head, and curl your arms around his neck. “Nothing… I just though you didn’t like cuddling in public.”

“I don’t.”

“Then what do you call this?”

He burrows deeper, pressing his face into the fabric of your shirt. “I call this an emergency.”

“Emergency?”

He nods. “I was running low on hugs.”

Originally posted by leojuseyo


Hoseok: You fidget anxiously. It’s been three hours, fifteen minutes and nine seconds since your last cuddle with Hoseok, and you’re beginning to feel cold already – what you need right now is a hug, or a hand in your hand, anything really, you’re not picky. But in the middle of the supermarket, mid weekly shop, isn’t the best place or time to tackle your boyfriend. Still, his back is looking exceptionally inviting underneath that tight-fitting t-shirt, just asking for you to snatch him up as he stretches up to reach a cereal box on the highest shelf.

As he turns back to toss the box in the shopping trolley, he pauses, eyeing you up and down, and that’s when you realise you’ve been biting your lip all this time, making heart-eyes his way. Not so subtle.

“What?” he asks, although he knows exactly ‘what’.

You press your palms onto the trolley’s handle and push it in his direction so the metal frame bumps against him. “Don’t ‘what?’ me.”

His response is a chuckle. “Is it that bad? You need me that much?”

You nod, and he licks his lips, before glancing up and down the aisle. There’s no one about. A motion of his hand is all the invitation you need to dive into his arms, and drown him in kisses, hidden by the shelves of biscuits and crisps.

Originally posted by itsrapmonster


Namjoon: “Namjoon, I need a hug.” You hold your arms out to your boyfriend.

“What why? Are you feeling okay?” As usual, Namjoon’s brain is spinning with possible reasons for this sudden request. Are you down? Depressed? Feeling lonely or anxious? Whatever it is, Namjoon’s ready to hug it away, even if you are in the middle of the main street.

You just shake your head at his concern, your smile stretching fondly. “Nothing’s wrong. I just love you. And I want a hug.”

That’s all you need to say. Namjoon’s face relaxes, his shoulders sag, and he breathes a sigh of relief. A hug for love’s sake. Of course. In one step, he’s by your side, wrapping his arms around your waist – not because it’s raining in your heart, or the sky above you is crumbling down, or the very fabric of the Earth is fraying. But just because you wanted it.

And you also – “Was that the first time you said that you love me?” he asks.

“I think it was.”

“Well. I love you too.”

“Good.”

“Good.”

Originally posted by bangthebae


Jimin: You have a new hobby: embarrassing your boyfriend in front of his friends.

Jimin, who’s normally more snuggly than your bed on a rainy Monday morning, forgets all about your habitual cuddling when he’s with his group, keeping his distance instead, and getting jumpy when you brush against him.

Now that you’ve figured out how much power you possess – with him pleading “please – not so much PDA while I’m around my friends, I need to keep some semblance of my masculinity”, and you cooing back “sure thing, my squishy mochi” – it’s time to wreak some havoc.

The next time you’re at Taehyung’s house, you decide to put your plan in motion, pouncing on Jimin and tackling him to the couch. This should be fun.

“What are you doing?” His cheeks rise a couple of shades of red.

“Just cuddling like we normally do, mochi-wochi,” you purr, settling yourself in his lap.

The other boys burst out laughing at your actions, while Jimin squirms underneath you, trying to wriggle free. But it’s no use. Cuddling is serious business to you, and there’s no way you’re letting him go.

Sighing, he surrenders, and with his masculinity in shreds, he kisses your cheek as a form of peace-keeping. “Alright you win,” he mumbles, “Just, please, no more ‘mochi-wochi’.”

Originally posted by minblush


Taehyung: You and Taehyung are tied together by the heartstrings. You have a connection that you can’t quite explain, and somehow, you both seem to know exactly when the other’s craving touch - feelings so in sync, Taehyung needs you exactly when you need him.

Today is no exception. You’re sitting in a café with Taehyung, smiling stupidly-in-love over ice-cream sundaes, when all of a sudden you need – need – to cuddle with him, or your heart might seize up.

Without a word, without warning, you slip out of your seat, and rounding the table to Taehyung’s side, wrap your arms around his shoulders.

He twists his neck to gaze up at you, brown eyes blinking. “You alright?”

“Yeah. I just really needed a hug, all of a sudden.”

“Good, me too.” He grins, and you duck your head down for a kiss on his unsuspecting lips.

With a smooth motion, he slides his chair back, making room for you to sit on his lap, which you’re more than happy to accept, and from this perch you have easy access to his triple-chocolate knickerbocker glory.

“Oh, I see how it is,” Taehyung scoffs, as you lick chocolate sauce off his spoon, “You only like me for my desserts?”

“Opps. Exposed,” you laugh, and Taehyung leans in to peck a stray speck of chocolate from your chin.

When you kiss back again, he shivers below you, body responding before he can control it. Forgetting the café around you, the hustle and bustle of baristas and customers, you and Taehyung melt into each other like the ice-cream in your bowl.

Originally posted by buisually-appealing


Jungkook: Jungkook doesn’t like cuddling in public. It’s something you learnt about him a long time ago, on your first date in fact, sharing secrets with a game of ’20 questions’ - when he said ‘I’m embarrassed to touch in public’ you had almost ended the relationship then and there. How were you – one of the clingiest, touchy-feeliest people on the planet – going to cope with a guy who melted into a blushing pile of mush any time you so much as brushed fingers in public. Even when you got him to hold your hand, murmuring ‘Look, see? No one minds, no one’s looking,’ he’d still stay as stiff as steel, and snap your fingers apart when anyone so much as glanced in your general direction.

Thankfully, you had discovered a way to combat the problem, crafting the perfect date for you and your boyfriend – a public place where you could touch to your heart’s content, without Jungkook shying away from the eyes of disapproving grannies and curious children: a magical place called the cinema.

Seated in the back row, you can share a bag of popcorn and as many kisses as you want, without fear of being watched. With everyone else transfixed on the film, you and Jungkook can devote yourselves to each other. As the movie heroes strike out on quests to discover new lands, you explore new parts of Jungkook, acquainting yourself with every centimetre of exposed skin: cheeks, neck, knuckles, the inside of his wrists, any part he gives. He relaxes in your arms, and watching him unfurl for you is better than any film – he is your masterpiece, better directed that Steven Spielberg. In the dark of the cinema, you fall in love.

Originally posted by aestheticvbts


! I did not make the gifs !

The Signs As Gay Things From the Sherlock Holmes Books
  • Aries: “If you had killed Watson, you would not have got out of this room alive.”
  • Taurus: Walking arm-in-arm
  • Gemini: The constant reminders that Watson is not a completely reliable narrator
  • Cancer: The single missing page from Watson's letters to Holmes in Hound of the Baskervilles
  • Leo: The connecting door between Holmes and Watson's bedrooms in Baker Street
  • Virgo: Watson literally straight-up saying multiple times that Holmes isn't interested in women
  • Libra: Holmes playing Watson's favorite music while he falls asleep
  • Scorpio: Holmes getting Watson oysters to demonstrate his skill as a homemaker
  • Sagittarius: "I give you my word of honour-and I never broke it in my life -- that I will take a cab straight to the police-station and give you away, unless you let me share this adventure with you."
  • Capricorn: "double beds"
  • Pisces: Watson fainting when he finds out Holmes is alive
Vow

*swamped with homework and feelings and managed to shell this out a month late…I’m a mess™*

Request:  Hii can i have a drabble thingy game with jimin?TY😙😉 12,23 by  rebelliousjvmin

Word Count: 8.6k

Originally posted by bwipsul

He’s a literal angel


You were immersed in a deep sleep, tired from working on a large project that was worth half your grade. In you attempt to disconnect from the world around and sleep peacefully, you blocked out the sounds and all touch with reality. The sudden dip in your bed didn’t bother you, the presence of another body and an arm haphazardly wrapping around you, these were things you were blocking out. Until you felt a finger on your cheek.

“Hey, roomie.”

“I hate you.”

“You know you love me.”

“Kiss my ass, Jimin.” You used to think you were lucky to be paired up with your best friend in the dorms of your university. Until you realized he was a clingy, sassy and messy guy that never failed to annoy you. His leisure attitude towards school was opposite to your dedication to reading every word of your textbook. He was a jock, baseball being the reason he was here in your room and cheekily smiling at you.  

“I wouldn’t mind doing that.” You whacked him in the face with your pillow, wanting him to leave your room but he instead pulled you closer against his chest.

“Let go of me, you pervert.”

“You told me to kiss your ass, now…”

“I swear to god, Jimin, I’ll suffocate you in your sleep.”

“Kinky. I always wanted to test out breath play.”

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Dreams - Dylan O’Brien

Author- @maddie110201

Pairing- Dylan x Reader

Words- 4,944 (not sure how this happened ;) )

Warnings- alot of fluff and smut

AN: Ok so this is my first fic and i’m super nervous to post this. I just wanna thank @ninja-stiles for helping keep me motivated and helping edit.


Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Best friends are supposed to be with you no matter what, they’re supposed to be there for you through everything, always be happy for you and support you.

Dylan was exactly that. We have been friends since we were little, neither of us can actually remember a time when we didn’t know each other, but our moms tell us we’ve been friends since the womb. Dylan has been there for me through everything crappy that life has decided to throw my way, and I have done the same for him. But not once did I ever think that being happy for him would kill me inside.

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Just Friends

Summary: Bucky finds you trying on some lingerie for your upcoming blind date.

Warnings: smut

A/N: Inspired by this post but with my own take on it.


You smiled at your appearance in the mirror. You looked utterly spectacular in the lingerie you had picked out. A red bra and panty set with a matching garter belt that connected to thigh high sheer stockings. You had a black dress laid out on your bed that you planned to wear with burgundy heels. 

You twirled, admiring every angle of your body. You hoped that your blind date would enjoy the lacy undergarments, that is if they earned it. You hadn’t gotten laid in months and you craved the feeling of someone else between your legs, not just your hands or your toys. 

You sighed satisfyingly and reached around for your dress. You held it up by its hanger, questioning your choice in attire. Your attention was pulled away by a knock on your door. Thinking it was Natasha you went ahead and gave them the okay to enter.

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