he will never add me back

every year around christmas me and my grandma play this fun family game called “maybe you want to put jesus in your room instead, sweetie? :)”. now, it’s important to note that the jesus referred to in our game is not actually the real jesus christ, but instead a wooden figure i made in 2011 that has an uncanny resemblance to the lord and savior himself

so what happens is that i place jesus in our living room, and my grandma smiles and asks me if i don’t want to decorate my room with him instead. i ask her in return if she thinks my jesus figure is ugly (which he is), but she reassures me that this is not the case. however, a couple of days later jesus mysteriously disappears from our living room, and appear in my room instead

now, the real jesus christ might have been able to perform a miracle like this, but please remember that the jesus in our story is only a figure made out of wood. he can not move on his own, so i think we can safely say that my grandma is the prime suspect here

the first year i would often confront my grandma about this, but she would always make up an excuse and never straight up tell me she moved him because he’s so ugly it’s an embarrassment to the family

eventually i grew tired of her lies, so now we only move jesus around in silence. one second he’s in the living room, the next he’s back in my room. in a way i think this adds an extra element of excitement to the holiday season, because you never know for sure when jesus is going to be moved again

The relationship is a subject he’s famously avoided discussing. “I gotta pee first. This might be a long one,” he says. He rises to head to the bathroom, then adds, “Actually, you can say, ‘He went for a pee and never came back.' ”
—  in which Harry about haylor is literally me about haylor
Praise Kink

In which Harry is incredibly nervous and y/n knows just how to calm him down.

A/N: WELL I did it. Barely.  I managed to get this finished before Harry’s single dropped so that I’ll be able to freak out in peace tonight.  I hope you enjoy because this is… kinda filthy.  LOVE YA BUY SIGN OF THE TIMES ON ITUNES!

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Fave trauma things

•rocking back and forth

•itching because i can still feel their hands

•never trusting where I stand with people

•constantly feeling like a liar or a burden

•being terrified of messing up with my partner because He told me I was always wrong

•fetishes because of abuse

Feel free to add more

Edit: He (capital H) is my abuser, not my partner.

#scorbus #soulmates #angst

Prompts: @lostandmessedup
Author: @queenofthyme

“Our sons are dating.”

Hearing Draco’s whispered voice in his ear brings Harry back to an earlier time. It’s both vivid and distant all at once. Harry allows the memory to fade as quickly as it comes to him - clinging onto to such things never helped in the past.

“You sound surprised,” Harry replies, not bothering to whisper back. Albus and Scorpius are too far away to hear them, already making their way onto the Hogwarts Express, holding hands as they had been all Summer.

“You don’t think they’re soulmates, do you?”

Harry’s jaw tightens at the word. Draco makes it sound like a bad thing. A terrible burden. “So what if they are?”

“I suppose it doesn’t matter to someone who doesn’t believe.”

A short humourless laugh escapes from Harry’s mouth. Draco was always good at picking fights where there was none. “I believe.”

“Ah,” Draco draws out the word. “I just wasn’t good enough, was I?” He asks, his cold humour cutting as always. “Thought you could pick again?”

Harry resists the urge to roll his eyes. He is determined to be a mature adult even if Draco isn’t. “Malfoy, don’t be dramatic.”

“I see, was I too dramatic? Did you prefer someone who wouldn’t steal your spotlight? Who would stand behind you like an obedient little house-elf?”

“Clearly not, otherwise I wouldn’t have married Ginny,” Harry bites back. Ginny. Holyhead Harpies Team Captain. World Renowned Quidditch Player. Earns more than Harry’s fortune in a single year. More raw magical power in her pinky finger than most wizards have in their entire body. Obedient house-elf? Not so much. If she were here, she would have decked Draco for suggesting it.

“Why did you marry her?” Draco’s voice has lost some of its edge now, the hurt clear behind his words.

“Why didn’t I just wait around for you, you mean?” Harry counters, bitterness leaking into his tone. He’s mad and he wants Draco to know it. It’s not fair for Draco to play the scorned lover. Not when the part is rightfully Harry’s. “Why didn’t I follow you halfway across the world, or wherever the hell you went, like an obedient little house-elf, you mean?”

“All you had to do was - “

“You left.” Harry interrupts. “You. So don’t you dare turn this around on me.”

Harry knows his face must be red with his anger. He can’t remember the last time he’d been so worked up like this. Not since Draco left. Draco Malfoy always had a way of drawing the uglier emotions out of him.

When too much silence has passed, Harry finally looks over to Draco and stares into the eyes of his soulmate.

“I had to,” Draco whispers. It’s not much of an excuse and Harry doesn’t know why he expected anything more.

He turns back to the train, watching the last trickles of students hurry in. “Well, I had to move on.”

Harry hears Draco clear his throat beside him. “I saw your divorce in The Daily Prophet. Did the Weas - did she find her soulmate?”

“She doesn’t have one,” Harry says stiffly. He’d sometimes been jealous of that. Not having a soulmate might have been easier. Anything would have been easier than having Draco Malfoy as his. “We both wanted children.” He adds by way of explanation. That had been the whole basis of their marriage. Harry had lied to Draco of course. He’d never really moved on.

“Do you think…” Draco trails off.

Harry looks up. “What?”

Draco shakes his head, eyes straight ahead. “Never mind.”

What, Malfoy?”

“You used to call me Draco.”

Harry shrugs as casually as he can manage. “That was years ago,” he says. What he doesn’t want to say is how much it hurts to say that name. How it brings back memories of everything he had and lost. How it means so much more to him than just a name.

“Do you think that maybe we just had the timing wrong?” Draco finally continues his earlier thought, still not looking at Harry. “That we weren’t supposed to be together until…until now.”

Harry feels his breath leave him. “Now?” He chokes out.

Draco nods, his gaze fixed on the train. “If soulmates are real, so is destiny, or fate, or whatever you want to call it. I know I was meant to have Scorpius. He’s changed me, Harry, he really has. I’m a different person.” He turns to Harry as the train horn sounds. “I think now I could be who you wanted me to be. Who I want to be.”

Harry stares back at Draco while the sound of the train’s departure roars in their ears. As the train exits the station, the sound fades to a whisper and then to a silence between them. Finally, after years, there’s nothing in their way.

“You’ve kept me waiting long enough, Draco.”

more like this l @queenofthyme

Jimin asks you to be his fake girlfriend pt.2

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Originally posted by chimcheroo

After he had picked me up from my home, we drove to our favourite cafe and took our favourite spot near the back of the building. He told me I looked pretty today, something he would always tell me, but today it felt different. As if he poured his heart and soul into telling me those four words. I excused myself to use the restroom shortly after arriving and as I returned I noticed from afar, the way he smiled staring at his phone. Did I want to go through with this plan of his, just to hear the words he said he was going to tell me today? They say curiosity kills the cat, and here I am standing here waiting to pretend to be my best friend’s fake girlfriend. I didn’t mind so much, on the pure fact that Jimin’s ex wasn’t the nicest - but still he fell for her over and over again and gave her one too many chances, only to have her break his heart all over again. But this time, at least he’s taking the initiative and taking control of the situation this time and not letting her back in to ruin his life. 

But what was it, what was so intriguing about the way he dodged my question to get me to agree and act as if I wanted to kiss him willingly? Don’t get me wrong, Jimin has always been an amazing guy; he’s my best friend and there had been multiple occasions where I’ve wanted to grab his cheeks and kiss him, and when we were younger we had kissed before, but as time passed and the whole ordeal with his ex girlfriend, those feelings seem to have faded. Every time I told him that she was no good, he would cry and tell me that she made a mistake again, and that he feels bad because she’s crying over him. So he would take her back. What made him change his mind this time? Not that it’s not a good thing of course, but there must be a strong desire from him to make him not care about that crying bitch. 

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apologize

summary: You get to teach Ivar a lesson. || bucky barnes x reader x ivar the boneless || 

warnings: soooooo NSFW, poly relationship, cursing, come-eating, bdsm elements, punishment, oral, fingering, lots of sin tbh

notes: This is a little bit different form my usual sin. (Never thought my first time writing a threesome would be between these two) So some lovely anon started this thing called WinterBoneless and spammed me, as well as @persephone-is-here-omg and @captainpoopweinersoldier, with marvelous asks. It’s the ship between the beloved Murder Daddy, Bucky, and the adorable Murder Baby, Ivar. Those of you who don’t know who he is, go watch the show Vikings. You won’t be disappointed. Not one bit.

I didn’t add my usual tag list bc I don’t know who’s really into this.

MASTERLIST

“I fucking hate you!” 

Bucky peers over the back of the couch, watching curiously as you storm through the door, the shoes you wore for the evening clutched in your hands. You turn. the skirt of your dress fluttering, chucking one heel at Ivar as hard as you can, narrowly missing the side of his head. As it clunks to the floor, you hurl the second one in close succession, and if Ivar hadn’t been paying attention, it would’ve nailed him straight in the eye. He catches it with ease, holding it in his palm with a glare. 

Bucky almost expects you to lunge at him, wrap your hands around Ivar’s throat and make him pay for whatever offense he’s committed this time. Instead, you make a mad dash for the bedroom you share with both men, slamming the door shut behind you. 

The silence that follows is a bit deafening.

“You two are home early.” Bucky muses eventually. Ivar drops the shoe he’s holding to the floor with an angry huff, running a hand through his thick hair in frustration. It was out of it’s usual, messy knot, hanging freely around his shoulders. Bucky thinks it’d make him look less abrasive if it weren’t for his angry expression. “What did you do to her now?”

This was not an unusual occurrence in your household. Ivar liked to push buttons, liked to provoke you, in turn causing you to provoke him. Things would escalate, such as now, and Bucky would have to step in and try to restore peace. 

Bucky rises off the couch quietly, took in the hard set of Ivar’s jaw and the anger brewing in his eyes. He cups his face, smiling gently when Ivar’s lashes flutter. Some of the tension drops out of his shoulders and he sighs quietly. “I called her a whore.” Ivar mumbles quietly. He doesn’t meet Bucky’s gaze as he says it, listening to the way Bucky sucks in a surprised breath. “I thought she was flirting with our waiter.”

“And was she?” Bucky asks. Ivar just shakes his head, biting down on his lip with a pained look on his face.

“I fucked up.” he admits. “I fucked up bad.”

“Go fix it. I don’t like going to bed when our girl is angry.” The soldier shoves Ivar in the direction of the bedroom, following behind closely. They open the door slowly, finding you standing in front of your vanity to take down your hair. The dress you wore to dinner is strewn on the floor, leaving you in nothing but a lacy black lingerie set. 

Fuck.” Both men say in unison. Twin sets of blue eyes are as wide as they can be, eyeing you up in down like a hunter would it’s prey. 

If it were any other time, you would preen under the attention. Instead, you shoot them the meanest look you can muster, shaking your head. “There’s no way in hell.” 

Bucky is the first one to inch closer, sidling up next to you to help remove the bobby pins holding your hair up. Ivar tries to do the same but you immediately wrench away from his touch. “If you lay even just a finger on me, I will break your goddamn hand.”

Ivar sits on the bed, watching dejectedly as Bucky gets to run his hands through your hair. Bucky presses a kiss to your shoulder, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. “I think Ivar wants to apologize to you, doll. You gonna let him?” he asks. His hands grip your waist, turning you around so you can see the guilt crossing Ivar’s face. His eyes are wide, pleading.“He wants to treat you real good, show you how sorry he is.”

“No, he doesn’t.” you say, sneering. “He doesn’t want to touch a whore like me.”

“I didn’t mean it, dove.” Ivar brings out the tried and true nickname, trying to diffuse someone of your anger. The hopeful smile that crosses his face nearly cracks through your resolve. “Let me make it up to you.”

Bucky strokes down your side, hiding his own smile in your shoulder. “He’ll do anything you want, babydoll. Just say the word.”

The smirk that rises to your face can only be described as evil. Ivar feels his heart start to accelerate at the look you pass his face. “Ivar,” you say and he straightens up, ready to do whatever it is you ask of him. “You only get to watch.”

“Now that’s just cruel.” Bucky chuckles. You just shrug, not caring in the least. He was cruel to you, it’s time you do the same to him. 

Grabbing the chair from your vanity, you place at the end of the bed. “Sit, Ivar.” He rises without a word, settling down into the chair nervously. You drag Bucky to the bed by his shirt, pushing him to lay down against the mattress. 

Bucky’s immediately pulling you down into a kiss, lifting you up only to have you straddle him. Ivar’s sharp teeth sink into his bottom lip as he watches you grind your hips slowly against the soldier, nearly drawing blood when he hears you moan quietly. The two of you part with a gasp. 

“Turn around for me, baby.” Bucky instructs. He maneuvers you so your chest is to his back, his strong thighs holding yours open, both of you leaning against the headboard. Like this, Ivar can see your entire body, can see everything Bucky’s about to do to you.

“Ain’t she a beauty?” Bucky asks. He unstraps your bra, tossing it to the side with a smile aimed at Ivar. His metal hand plucks at a nipple while the other one smooths its way down your stomach. His fingers slide smoothly underneath your panties, cupping you with his palm. Your back arches, another shy moan falling from your lips, and Bucky can’t help but laugh at the desperate look on Ivar’s face. “She’s so wet, babyboy. Don’t you wish you could feel it?”

Ivar nods eagerly. Bucky runs two fingers up and down your slit, circling around your entrance and just barely bumping your clit. When he pulls his hand out of your underwear, those fingers are glistening. Bucky pops them into his mouth with a grin, moaning loudly when he tastes you on his tongue. “You’re missin’ out, little one.” Bucky tells him. Ivar can only whimper, hands shaking where he’s laid them on his thighs. “She tastes so fuckin’ sweet.

Bucky looks down at you, then, sees the smug, impish grin you’re sporting. He captures your mouth with his once more, tugging your lip between his teeth. His metal hand wraps around the side of your panties, ripping them down the seam. Even though you should be annoyed that he ruined them, heat rushes up your spine, making you keen as he dips two fingers into your entrance. 

“Look at him, baby.” Bucky orders. You find Ivar with his mouth hanging open, hungry little pants falling from his lips. His eyes are glued to your cunt, pupils overcoming the blue in them as he watches the metal slowly slide into you. “He’s a wreck. We’re torturing him.”

“G-good,” you stutter out, hips titling upwards. He’s languidly fucking you, palm brushing your clit gently. Your body trembles at the slow pace, wishing he’d take it up a notch or two. “He deserves to be tortured.”

“I didn’t mean what I said, dove.” Ivar tells you again. His voice is low, the tempting image in front of him crumbling his composure. “I don’t know what else to say to you.”

“Sweet talk her a little.” Bucky curls his fingers, pressing against your g-spot roughly. Ivar’s chest heaves as you cry out, moaning Bucky’s name. He doesn’t know how the soldier’s so calm. Ivar’s not even touching you and he’s a fucking wreck

“C’mon, Ivar.” Bucky says when his boy stays quiet. Their gazes lock and Ivar could just melt into the floor at how glazed over Bucky’s eyes are. He grunts when you squirm against his erection, throwing an arm around your waist to hold you still. “Make her feel like you want her.”

“You look so delectable, my love.” Ivar rushes out. He’s trying to keep his voice as steady as he can, but when Bucky starts moving his fingers harder, faster, he knows that’s going to be an impossible feat to accomplish. “Y-you’re so fucking gorgeous like this.”

“You can do better than that, sweetheart.” Bucky chides. “Tell her what you want to do to her.”

“I want to get my mouth on that pretty little cunt of yours.” he groans when Bucky spreads apart your folds, gives Ivar a good look at just how much you’re dripping. He focuses on just your clit, rubbing in tight, hard circles. “I’ll eat you out until you’re begging me to stop.”

“Is that all?” Bucky asks teasingly. Ivar shakes his head, sees the way you start to tense and knows you’re about to come.

“I’d fuck you slow, so slow until you’re slurring your words because the pleasure is that intense.” Ivar grinds out. His cock is pushing painfully against the zipper of his tight black slacks. He wants to get a hand on it, palm himself to relieve some of that pressure. But you said he couldn’t touch, so he’s gonna listen. “I’d make you come, over and over again. I wouldn’t come until you let me, until you were so euphoric that you were melting against those sheets.”

You come with a shout, nearly rolling off of Bucky as you writhed against him. Bucky fucks you through it, slowly easing the pressure until you settled down once again. You’re gasping for breath, gulping down air as he strokes your hair. 

“What now, babygirl?” Bucky questions. “You think he’s learned his lesson?” Your head tips side to side sluggishly. “No? What then?”

You grind against him, grinning when he moans into your ear. “Fuck me, soldier.”

You lift your ass, letting him shimmy his pants and boxers just enough to free his cock. It’s glistening, the head an angry pink as it drips precome. Ivar whines at the sight. “What’s wrong, babyboy?” you pout mockingly. “You want Bucky’s cock?”

“Please.” he whispers, hoarse. His eyes are watering as he watches you jerk the soldier off, whom of which has his tilted head back, eyes squeezed shut as you play with him. 

“Too bad, baby. It’s mine.”

“You can share, doll.” Bucky rumbles out. There’s a smile on his face. “There’s more than enough of me to go around.”

“Right now I’m not sharing. You’re mine until I say so.” 

“Yes ma’am.” Bucky shifts you around until his head is pressing against your entrance, hips clamping down heavily on your hips as he thrusts into you. You keen at the stretch, hands flying to your breasts as he bottoms out with a sigh. “How do you want me to fuck you, babydoll?”

Ruin me.” Your smile gets wiped away as Bucky starts drilling into you, taking no mercy as his hips slam into your ass. He’s biting down on the skin of your neck to muffle his noises, both of you watching as Ivar shifts helplessly in his seat. His face is red, shirt sticking to his skin from where he’s sweating.

It doesn’t take long before the two are are practically screaming your release. It takes a minute before Bucky’s recovered enough to slip out of you, his come dripping from your entrance and onto your thighs. 

“You think he’s had enough now, darlin’?” Bucky inquires. “You think he’s been good? You wanna let him clean you up?”

Ivar waits with baited breath, practically vibrating in his seat at the thought of getting his tongue on you. At your nod, he bounces out of his chair, lying between yours and Bucky’s legs on his stomach. “Be gentle, babyboy.” Bucky laces a hand through his hair, pulling him closer towards your cunt. “She’s sensitive.”

Ivar drags his tongue gently up your slit, making sure to avoid your clit. He slurps quietly, whimpering as he tastes both his lovers. You’re sighing softly at his ministrations, eyelids fluttering as you try to fight the exhaustion coursing through you. When your cunt’s clean, he licks over both your thighs, sucking kisses into the skin when he’s finished. 

“That’s a good boy.” Bucky praises. Ivar smiles shyly, licking the corners of his mouth.

“Have I been good enough to come?” he asks quietly, fearing your answer. Both he and Bucky look to you for an answer. “I need it. Please.”

“Let me take care of him, doll.” Bucky tells you. “I think he deserves it now. He was so, so patient, didn’t even touch himself once.”

Ivar could nearly cry in relief when you give the permission. Bucky gently slides you off of him, making sure you’re comfortable before pulling Ivar into a kiss. shushing him quietly when he mewls. “It’s alright, baby.” Bucky coos. He gets Ivar’s pants undone, sliding them down to his knees. 

The front of his grey boxers are soaked with the evidence of his arousal, his dick begging to be touched. Bucky pulls them down slowly before wrapping his flesh hand around it. Ivar hisses through his teeth. It only takes a handful of strokes before he’s coming, spilling over Bucky’s fist with a loud, startled cry. “There we go, baby.” Bucky whispers. “Feel better now?”

With a weary nod he grabs Bucky’s wrist, bringing it to his mouth to lick the come from his fingers. Ivar hesitantly turns his head to find you staring back at him. “I’m sorry.” he apologizes. “I love you.”

“I know you do.”



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Don’t Drop Him!

Daveed Diggs x Reader

Part One | Part Two

Note: Alright so like this photo of Daveed makes me paranoid as hell because every time I see people holding small children in one hand I worry they will drop them. @daveeddiggsit and @imaginebeinghamiltrash this is what I was telling you about.

Warnings: nothing? 

Word Count:660

Tagged: @hamiltonsquills @mehrmonga @iamgrayfox @rottwat

Originally posted by real-hamiltrash

“Hey babe look one hand!” Daveed says, holding Lin and Vanessa’s son Sebastian out towards you only on one hand. You quickly reach forward to grab Sebastian out of his grip and hold him close to your chest. 

“What are you doing? You could drop him!” You exclaim, pressing a light kiss to Sebastian’s head, who clings onto you and yawns. 

Daveed chuckles as you look around for either of Sebastian’s parents. Everyone is scattered all around Lin and Vanessa’s apartment. They’d decided to throw a party for the cast celebrating an incredibly successful first month of performances of Hamilton on Broadway. 

“Relax babe, I wasn’t going to drop him” he laughs, following along as you make your way through the apartment to find Vanessa. 

“But you could have! You weren’t even holding on to him” You tell him as you finally spot Vanessa in the corner, deep in a conversation with Pippa. “Sorry to interrupt ladies but I think someone is ready for bed” You say as you approach. 

Vanessa smiles fondly at you as she reaches out to  carefully move Sebastian’s hair from in front of his eyes. 

“Tired sweetheart?” She asks. Sebastian simply nods, his little mouth turning into a pout as his clings onto you even tighter. 

“We can put him to bed if you like?” Daveed suggests, stepping forward to stand next to you. 

“Oh no I can’t ask you guys to do that” Vanessa says but Daveed is already is shaking his head. 

“It’s fine we really don’t mind, you enjoy the party we’ve got this” he says, carefully taking Sebastian from your arms and holding him carefully in his. 

“Thank you guys” She says as you and Daveed make your way through the apartment to Sebastian’s room. 

You watch with a fond smile as Sebastian reaches up to grab a fistful of Daveed’s curls, causing Daveed to chuckle softly. 

“You like my hair huh kid?” he asks, causing Sebastian to giggle 

“Uh huh!” he says, sleepily with a tired grin on his face. Daveed smiles, and doesn’t even try to pry his hand from his hair until he reaches the bedroom. 

“I promise you can play with my hair another time, but for now it’s time for bed” He says softly. 

Sebastian pouts but let’s go of Daveed’s hair as he leans down to tuck him into bed. You stand in the doorway, watching as you notice Daveed quietly humming what sounds like Dear Theodosia as he tucks Sebastian in. 

“Night kid” He says, ruffling his hair before standing up to his full height. 

“Goodnight honey” you add softly as Daveed crosses the room to join you in the doorway. 

You hear Sebastian mumble something that sounds like goodnight as you and Daveed make your way out of the room closing the door softly behind you. 

“You never told me you’re good with kids” you point out as you both move slowly away from the door. He shrugs as he takes your hand in his and you make your way back towards the party.

“I wouldn’t really call it being good with kids… I just smile and nod a lot. They seem to like it” He explains. 

“Were you humming Dear Theodosia to him?” You ask. With a shy smile he nods, running a hand over his hair. 

“I think Lin mentioned something about Vanessa singing it to him before bed so I figured he’d like it” he explains. 

“You are going to be an excellent father one day” You point out with a grin. 

“Is that your way of telling me you’re pregnant?” He asks jokingly, chuckling softly

With a sly grin you wink at him before dropping your grip on his hand before making heading towards the kitchen and he stops in his tracks. 

“Wait Y/N, are you pregnant?!” he practically yells after you. You don’t stop to answer, instead you smirk as you join Jasmine and Anthony in the kitchen. 

Payback/Grayson Dolan Smut

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Most of these are taken from my Wattpad account! (Twtrash01)

Send me requests for the following Fandoms: Teenwolf, Vampire Diaries, Dolantwins, OUAT(Peter Pan, Robbie Kay, Supernatural, Suicide Squad, The 100. Basically I’ll write for any fandom. I’ll write non-smut as well. Be specific in what you want! *I DON’T OWN ANY GIFS* Also I’m terrible at finding matching gifs. 

Request:  Hi, can I get a Grayson Dolan smut please where he’s on the phone or editing a video or something and y/n gives him head while he’s talking/ editing, please!

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🌿🐺 Wolfsbane Potion 🐺🌿

a harry potter inspired potion for when you find yourself transforming or reverting into something that disturbs you, to aid and ease those moments and help you back to your preferred self

“Professor Snape has very kindly concocted a potion for me,” Lupin said. “I have never been much of a potion-brewer and this one is particularly complex.” He picked up the goblet and sniffed it. “Pity sugar makes it useless,” he added, taking a sip and shuddering.

🌿 this blend of tea mimics the scent of wolfsbane/aconite without using it

🐺 1 tsp lavender

🌿 1 bag earl grey

🐺 thin pear slices

🌿 ½ tsp orange zest

🐺 a few drops of vanilla extract, to taste

🌿 steep in new moon water for 3 minutes

🐺 add cream to taste, but sugar will render it ineffective

🌿 don’t even try to use wolfsbane/aconite in this, it’s poisonous

Woman

Whatever you do don’t imagine Harry’s head between your legs while Woman plays. He’s jealous and needy and you’ve been sort of playing into that. You haven’t necessarily been fighting but you’ve been bickering on and off all day. And now the lights are dim, his head is between your thighs, and he’s got your legs over his shoulders.

With one hand he reaches up to take one of your hands and place it in his hair, signaling he wants you to tug. He tilts his head to kiss your inner thigh and take a deep breath through his nose because he loves this. Loves the smell of you as much as he loves the taste.

The music plays in the background and you let out a moan when he sinks his teeth into your thigh. He ruts against the mattress when he hears that, kissing along your thigh until he reaches the place that’s still dripping for him. The drums in the song guide his pace, and he tightens his grip around your thighs. He hisses when your toes curl into his back. His tongue circles relentlessly and he nudges your hand again to tell you he wants you to tug. Hard.

He looks up at you from under his eyelashes, lips still locked around you, and the eye contact is enough to send a shiver down your spine. A shiver that does NOT go unnoticed. You can see his smug grin as he lowers his eyes back to the task at hand, shaking his head left to right a few times to further bury himself between your legs. He moans into you when you arch your back.

He’s devouring you. Devouring you like he’s starving and you’re the only food on earth. He’s always been good at eating you. Never had any issues making you cum. But today? Today is different. With his music playing in the background, it adds an element you’d never expected. You tug at his hair and dig your nails into his scalp and he hums in response, sucking on you so hard his cheeks hollow out.

When he pulls off, it’s with a sucking noise. A loud one. “Gonna cum for me?” He asks, and you can barely hear him over the music. His music.

You nod, tugging at his hair impatiently to bring his lips back against your skin. “Please.”

He smiles, kissing the inside of your thigh once again. “Good girl.”

7 minutes of heaven

Originally posted by nctaetrash

member: kang daniel
genre: fluffy
warnings: a slightly sexual makeout at the end
summary: you’ve liked daniel for ages, when your best friend seongwoo joins the basketball team and becomes best friends with daniel, your feelings just become stronger. everything gets revealed when you end up playing 7 minutes of heaven at the basketball final afterparty
requested: yes but i am so sorry this was supposed to be a daniel basketball scenario but there was like barely any daniel & basketball i hope you still like it tho anon!


  • you and daniel already knew each other 
  • you guys became close when he dated your best friend
  • unfortunately for you, you fell for him hard when he was dating your friend, but you were never more than friends with him because you were a good friend and didn’t want to be a home wrecker 
  • but they broke up and the breakup was super messy 
  • though the whole reason why they broke up they kept it to themselves and you had no idea but you didn’t want to invade their personal space
  • so you didn’t pester them about it 
  • you guys automatically stopped talking
  • you missed him so much though
  • you missed his adorable bunny smile
  • and the way his eyes crinkled when he laughed
  • how you would guys have the best time just joking around about the most random stuff 
  • you wanted to text him, hang out and joke around with him
  • whenever he smiled your heart warmed and whenever he looked upset you felt terrible because you couldn’t comfort him
  • because even though you two were really close your best friend would be so upset if you were on “his side” which you found ridiculous but you didn’t want to upset her
  • a few months later you stopped talking to your best friend as well since you guys just grew apart because of her becoming more and more wild
  • you and daniel never properly talked to each other again
  • there were a few awkward sorrys and thank yous
  • and a few heart fluttering smiles exchanged
  • but nothing more than that
  • and it always broke your heart because you still had after all that time a massive crush on him
  • you also end up being best friends with seongwoo when you two were paired up for a science project
  • basically it was a huge fiasco since you guys were supposed to demonstrate a chemical reaction
  • you decided to do fireworks after seongwoo’s constant nagging and begging plus tbh you wanted to do them as well
  • but like you ended up buying illegal fireworks and stuff but like surprisingly you didn’t get in trouble cause your science teacher was super chill and hella lit
  • and totally dismissed the fact that fireworks without like special permission are illegal
  • anyways you guys got an A for that project
  • and ended up becoming best friends
  • there was so much teasing and joking around but like also sincere encouragements and like serious deep chats at like 2am
  • so when cocky seongwoo was actually nervous for tryouts for the basketball team you couldn’t help but think it’s adorable
  • “seongwoo i’ve never seen you sooo nervous it’s hilairious but actually though i’ve seen you play and you’re surprisingly good so don’t fret too much okay?” you say teasingly but also sincerely
  • he smiles back nervously “thanks y/n i think that’s the nicest thing you said to me all week” he says jokingly
  • “HEY! i complimented your hair the other day, wait no that was last week, whoopsie” you end with a light tone and a cute smile
  • he laughs and ruffles your hair and you frown fixing your hair up 
  • but internally you feel proud of yourself for making him laugh
  • seongwoo of course ends up getting into the team without no problem
  • the next two months past by and the basketball season was nearly coming to an end
  • you attended every single game there was and always screamed and cheered for seongwoo
  • but internally you always cheered daniel on as well
  • admiring how focused he looked while playing and how good he looked in his basketball uniform showcasing his muscular arms
  • and you always found it cute the way his face lit up and let out a sigh of relief when he scored a goal
  • he really was one of the best players on the team
  • whenever the game finishes you go to hug and congratulate seongwoo and one time you end up hugging daniel you didn’t even know how it happened
  • you felt warm arms wrap around you and strong chest, you hugged him tightly back 
  • his muscular frame making you feel so protected and safe 
  • and at that very moment you knew the place where you loved the most was in his arms
  • but then both of you realised who you were hugging
  • you quickly part and awkwardly smile at each other with your cheeks turning bright red, you quickly dash off and try to calm yourself
  • while daniel was also blushing but blamed it on the fact he just finished the game and was puffed out
  • but other than that small incident nothing really happened in between you two
  • but during those 2 months seongwoo and daniel became best friends 
  • it was always so awkward between the two of you and seongwoo picking up on the tension asked both of you what had happened
  • you explained in your point of view and daniel explained in his
  • seongwoo also figured out you two had some sort of feelings for each other but both of you never said to what extent
  • so he basically decided to play matchmaker
  • it was the final game and your school’s team won 
  • and of course daniel scored the winning goal
  • you couldn’t help but be proud of him even though you guys weren’t even friend
  • you screamed so loud when they won and sprinted to seongwoo
  • he saw you and his face was in a broad grin and when you came close enough he spun you around in a hug guys a friendly one okay i’m not creating a love triangle here
  • you were so happy for him but you didn’t notice the small frown daniel was wearing when he saw you two 
  • he thought to himself
  • of course seongwoo and y/n like each other, they’re basically perfect for each other but i wish she liked me but that wouldn’t be possible because i’m too scared to talk to her
  • he tried to be happy for seongwoo but he just couldn’t stop thinking about how sweet you were and how gorgeous you looked
  • and how he wished you were the person congratulating him and that it was him hugging you than seongwoo 
  • but he knew that after months and months of liking you that he really couldn’t get over you even if he wanted to but he’ll try anyways
  • you completely oblivious of these thoughts also wanted to congratulate him
  • but you saw him with a wide smile and surrounded by girls gushing over how amazing he was
  • him smiling brightly and flirting with them 
  • your mood dropped and your smile disappeared and you tried to ignore the ache in your heart but you still felt it
  • it was the huge winning party after their final game and everyone was playing spin the bottle for 7 minutes of heaven or kissing the person it landed on
  • you were dragged into play by seongwoo
  • “come onnnn y/n live a little!” he’d whine 
  • “no, absolutely not, i don’t want to get stuck in a small closet with a revolting guy who then tries to make a move on me, hell to the no.”
  • you state firmly but also a tiny bit of you wanted to do it
  • “if i told you daniel was also playing would you agree? you know 7 minutes in a closet with daniel who knows what will happen.” he says teasingly with a wink
  • “DUDE! SHUT UP” you shout while whacking him multiple times on the arm
  • “okay okay okay okayyyy i’m sorryyyy, don’t hit me anymore, i’m too handsome to hit” seongwoo said while raising his hands up
  • you can’t help but groan at his antics and knew that he would insist you play and you’ll end up playing
  • plus a bit of you wanted to get stuck in a closet with daniel even though you knew nothing would happen except there would be awkward silence
  • “but pleaseee join meee” seongwoo said cutely while doing aegyo for you
  • “for fuck’s sake seongwoo, you look like a messed up deformed over grown puppy dog stop” you said bluntly
  • but then you continued “fine i’ll join” 
  • “YESSS!! YO PEOPLE Y/N’S GONNA JOIN THE GAME!!”
  • you quickly sit down and your eyes instantly meet daniel’s
  • he gives you a quick quirk of the eyebrow
  • and even from that your heartbeat quickens
  • you just shrug at him and give him a shy smile
  • he smiles his adorable bunny smile back and you can’t help but blush
  • anyways minhyun spun the bottle and everyone was chanting including you “JAEHWAN JAEHWAN JAEHWAN”
  • and of course it landed on jaehwan
  • jaehwan screamed with his famous vocal cords “OH HELL NOOO I DON’T WANT TO BE KISSED BY MINHYUN I AIN’T GAY!!”
  • “you totally are” sungwoon quipped teasingly
  • “don’t lieee jaehwan you totally want to get kissed by minhyun” you add with a smirk
  • then ongniel basically did kissy faces at jaehwan
  • minhyun who was tipsy, you didn’t know how though he never drank said
  • “come onnn jaehwan i know you want me” he said seductively jokingly of course not 
  • just imagine minhyun doing this tho i would die
  • jaehwan just scrunches up his face as minhyun pecks him on the lips
  • minhyun finally realised what he’s done and cringes so much while jaehwan is screaming 
  • while all the guys are either cringing or whooping super loudly
  • “daniel it’s you next! a kiss or seven minutes of heaven?” jisung says cheerfully
  • you’re already blushing and you don’t know why but you had a gut feeling that it was going to land on you
  • daniel says with a slight blush “7 minutes of heaven”
  • he spins the bottle and seongwoo being the cheeky little shit he is
  • tugs the rugs so it stops exactly in front of you this is skills y’all
  • announces super loudly and quickly before anyone says anything about him tugging the rug
  • “Y/N AND DANIEL INTO THE CLOSET” 
  • you and daniel look at each other with a mixture of mortification, embarrassment and just complete nervousness
  • you both enter the closet and you hear sungwoon loudly say
  • “7 MINUTES STARTS NOW!!”
  • you both entered the closet and you realise there was no space
  • you literally were leaning against daniel, you could feel his warm body next to yours and your cheeks couldn’t help but heat up
  • daniel was super nervous but also super happy since he hasn’t been this close to you for a long time 
  • you two face each other and you admire his chocolate brown eyes and his soft pink lips which you hate to admit but you wanted to kiss so bad
  • you saw his gaze flutter down to your lips and back up to your eyes
  • your heart beats super quickly knowing he was thinking about kissing you
  • there was an awkward silence for a few moments until he says softly to you
  • “hey how are you? we haven’t talked in a while”
  • “i’m okay i guess and yeah we haven’t really talked since the breakup” you say gently and without stuttering, you felt proud of yourself for not stuttering but you knew you were bright red
  • “oh right, i’m really sorry for kinda just stop talking to you after that but i’m sure (ex best friend’s name) explained to you why” he said sheepishly and he was also unconsciously biting his lip
  • making you think things you really shouldn’t and just shooting up your desire of kissing him right up the roof
  • you focus back to the topic and stop 
  • “no she never did” you say confused
  • “wait actually???” daniel said shocked
  • “nope, i get if it’s too personal and it’s all over now but could you tell me why?” you say shyly
  • “uh-uh-uh umm” he stuttered looking anywhere but at you
  • he then continues “well i broke up with (ex best friend’s name) because i liked you, y/n, and i guess i still do now but like i know you and seongwoo are a thing so it really doesn’t matter anymore and like i know this might be super awkward for you so i’m really sorry”
  • he said super disappointed 
  • your eyes widen and your mouth drops as you hear that you completely freeze up trying to process the fact that daniel actually LIKES YOU??!!
  • then you feel like you’re bursting with happiness and you don’t realise what you do but you basically jump into daniel’s arms
  • he’s so surprised but also confused because he’s not sure whether this means you like him or not but a bit of hope ignites in him
  • you lay your head on his shoulder taking his comforting scent in and snuggle into the crook of his neck
  • and you sweetly say in a giddy tone “daniel i like you too i have for months and months and months. I never said anything but i fell for you when you were dating (ex best friend’s name). i’ve liked you ever since then. plus me and seongwoo aren’t a thing we never were he’s my best friend and that’s it. you know that seongwoo knows that i like you?”
  • he faces you with a look of pure happiness and exclaims 
  • “actually?! he knows i like you too! that prat he should of just told me, he just had to make things complicated.” he says sweetly at first 
  • but i’m so happy do you know how much i’ve wanted to hear those words.” he says in a low raspy tone slightly seductive 
  • with your noses touching now and you don’t even know what came over you but you whisper in his ear seductively “i have an idea”
  • suddenly daniel captures your lips with his and you wrap your arms around his neck 
  • his kisses were lustful, passionate but also sweet
  • it was the perfect mixture of sexy and sweet just like him
  • his hands instead of holding your hips to hold you up goes down to your ass and he lightly squeezes it
  • you run your hands through his messy brown hair enjoying every single sensation of you kissing him
  • he lightly nibbles your neck giving you tiny hickeys making you moan a little and before you know it he passionately makes out with you again 
  • you hear someone shout “TIME’S UP!!”
  • the closet door opens and you automatically break apart and daniel sets you down lightly
  • with your top a bit astray showing a bit of your bra, his hair messed up and one of his buttons undone, everyone could tell something went on
  • everyone basically said “ooooooo did you guys get it onnnnnnn??” 
  • you both are blushing profusely trying to fix up your appearance  
  • not saying anything because everyone is just smirking at you two
  • you feel so embarrassed but at the same time delighted that daniel reciprocates your feelings 
  • you’re also so surprised with yourself because you’re never like that and definitely not the one to initiate stuff like it
  • and of course your embarrassment worsens when seongwoo basically screams so the whole party can hear
  • “HOLY SHIT Y/N YOU HAVE HICKEYS!!!????? DAMN DANIEL YOU GOT SOME MOVES MY BOY!” 
  • you blush so hard and you quickly try to cover them up and when you fail you just have your head in your hands
  • while seongwoo puts his arm around daniel winking while daniel just groans and shoves him off 
  • jisung looking at you two and deciding to take pity on you two announces “EVERYONE CHOP CHOP WE DON’T HAVE A LOT OF TIME IT’S SEONGWOO’S TURN!!”
  • seongwoo automatically focuses on himself lol same tho and says cockily “ladiesss be prepared to be swept off your feet”
  • then he actually ends up landing on jihoon and kisses him while doing sexy aegyo
  • you smile at jisung gratefully and you thank him as he gives you a quick hug and he just says no problem and goes back to the game
  • jisung is such a sweetheart and so underrated i love him sm
  • you feel an arm gently wrap around your shoulders and you see daniel smiling at you
  • your heart flutters and you smile shyly back at him and he gently whispers in your ear which makes you blush beetroot red but you end up giving him a small kiss in return for him saying
  • “that really was my 7 minutes in heaven”

ahhh shit this was super rushed so apologies i also made this like more sexual than usual but not too far so i’m sorry for people who did not like it, please tell me if you want me to or not include these sort of scenes for my future scenarios. this was a lot of fun to write though sorry it took so long i had a bit of a writers block ALSO TONS OF ASSESSMENTS AND TESTS cri i hate school. anyways as always PLEASE SEND ME A MESSAGE OR AN ANON MESSAGE to just chat, feedback but apologies no requests :((

THANK YOU FOR READING!!!

p.s. there was a lot of seongwoo cause he’s my bias wrecker and i love him sm 

Split - Kai Scenario. Part 3.

Summary: You have a perfect life. A perfect little house, perfect little son who just went to Kindergarten for the first time and finally your more than perfect husband, whom you love more than your life. Of course that was three weeks ago. Before your husband decided to leave the family. 

Word Count: 3564

A/n: Oooh, the drama in this chapter, hohohoho

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Originally posted by kairamelo

It’s 6pm and you’re still sitting in the kitchen. Ever since you woke up you’ve been running around the house with a broom and a map, listening to your mother-in-law’s instructions on where to clean next. You’re exhausted by now, but you can’t really disappoint a woman when the family dinners mean everything to her.

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Keith’s Stupid Mullet

This is dedicated to Grace, my love, @floofykeith, because she’s amazing and she deserves it

In which Keith gets to the bottom of why his boyfriend apparently hates his mullet so much.

“Just admit it!”

“No! Never!”

“Oh, c’mon–”

“If I did it would be a lie, Keith. And lying is bad. Didn’t Shiro teach you anything?”

“Hey!” Shiro squawked from across the room, looking up from his tablet. “Keep me out of your ridiculous arguments, Lance. And besides,” he turned back to the tablet with the air of a man who was just about to betray the trust of everyone who loves him, “we both know Keith never listens anyway.”

Keith gaped, affronted.

Lance crossed his arms, a smirk slipping onto his face.

Ignoring them, Shiro stood from the couch and left the lounge, his eyes never looking up from the tablet.

“Anyway,” Keith continued, putting his forehead to the palm of his hand, “that has nothing to do with the topic at hand.”

“Which is completely pointless, I may add.”

“Lance, can you please tell me why you can’t just leave my hair alone?”

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anonymous asked:

Oh my god im so dead after bellamy's scream. What do you think he thought/felt in the moment and what do you think he's going to do next?

short answer: he’s going to be dead inside my dude

long answer: oh man, i wasn’t even gonna publish this, i just quickly wrote it for @wellamyblake, but it holds all my Feelings about what bellamy is experiencing. SO, HERE, HAVE CLARKE COMFORTING BELLAMY.


Clarke finds him in the same room they made the list in. He’s sitting on the couch, bent over with his elbows on his knees, his hands over his face.

Every part of her is instantly relieved to have found him. “Bellamy,” she says quietly. He doesn’t lift his head. “I heard what happened.” Her voice breaks a little. She can’t believe it herself– Octavia, gone.

She expects him to tell her to go away. To shout at her, to do something. but he doesn’t. He just sits on that couch. He doesn’t look up. It’s like she’s not even here.

Heart-rate quickening, Clarke approaches him, sinking onto the couch next to him and putting her hand on his shoulder, squeezing it. “Bellamy?”

He still doesn’t respond.

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Lab Partners Pt.1 (M) | Yoongi

Part 1Part 2 | Part 3

Genre: Smut + High School AU 

Word Count: 2,240

Description: What happens when your dreams get taken over by your newly assigned lab partner Min Yoongi?

Originally posted by sayjjanhae


You could feel the sweat pooling at your forehead, because of the intensity at which your bodies were connecting. You felt his teeth rake down your thighs, causing you to moan in desperation. Your fingers find his hair, and start pulling, to try and relieve some of the pressure building up inside of you.

He pulls your underwear off, and positions his face between your legs. You look down at his animalistic eyes, and you see him about to bring his smirking lips to your wetness, when you suddenly hear a beeping.

Oh god please not again.

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Starving - HS Smut

In which Harry’s finally home from LA and he’s absolutely starving and Y/N squirts for the first time. Featuring some pillow talk.

Warnings: Smut!!! 

My requests are OPEN! Pls send me some requests smut or fluff :)


“Baby?” He called setting his suitcase beside the door. You came running the second you’d heard the door unlock now you were jumping into his open arms tears already welling in your eyes. You held him tight as he spun the two of you in the entry way.  

“Missed you,” you whispered into his neck pressing kisses there after you spoke. Your hands running through his hair and over his broad back. He kisses you hard, tongue tangling with yours before he pulls back and kisses you again this time sweet and soft. 

“Missed you so much angel,” he spoke into your hair. Setting you down he pushed you so he was holding you at arms length, he looked you up and down pulling his lip between his teeth dirty thought already filling his head.

“How was the flight?” You asked blushing as he gazed at you. He looked up now, green eyes meeting your own a smirk overtaking his features.

“Was fine, long. I’m absolutely starvin’ though.” He mumbles. You start listing off things you could make him before he chuckles and steps closer to you, large hands running down your back and over your ass squeezing lightly making you gasp a little. It’d been a month since he’d been home, you’d missed him in many ways, there was only so much your fingers could do. 

“Was thinking of something sweeter,” he whispers nibbling on your ear.  

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Good Boys Like Bad Girls (Part 2)

Word Count: 7k

Summary:  Most teachers had a pet student but not many students had one. Except you.

Kinks included in this chapter: Skype sex- overstimulation- choking- grinding (pillow fucking- is that a thing?- it should be a thing)

Warnings: mentions of domestic abuse

NSFW links:  These are the videos that inspired the first, second, and third smut parts. (this is porn guys ok)

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Part 1, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Final Part

                 The bruises on your body ached dully as you adjusted your position on the bed. Once again you were at the receiving end of one of his alcohol induced rages. He being the man that some called your father but that you no longer did. Not since your mother left him for someone else and he started directing all his feelings of anger and inadequacy at you. Never mind that you were abandoned too, all he saw in you was a scapegoat to place all the blame on so he wouldn’t have to face himself.

He constantly compared you to other people ever since you were an innocent and faultless little child. He yelled at you and beat you up for not being good enough, for not being smart enough, for not being pretty enough, and who should be the shining example that you were supposed to live up to? The one person you got the most grief for not being more like? It was Taehyung himself.

You went through hell because of him, because he couldn’t just be a normal guy who liked drinking and fucking around. No, he had to be Mr. Perfect, and the more perfect he got, the harsher your abuse became.

You’ve hated him for so long. Every day you fantasized about getting your revenge on him. You daydreamed about bringing the golden boy to his knees and ruining his life, but these remained just fantasies, mental devices designed to get you through the day, until the golden boy started showing an interest in you. He played himself right into your hands and you couldn’t be blamed for seizing the opportunity.

Moans wafted towards you from your phone. One the screen you could see a guy lying down on a bed with his shirt pulled up and his pants around his thighs. His hand was moving almost imperceptibly over his dick.  

“___, please, I need to cum, please.” Taehyung’s voice was strained. You glanced at the time and saw that the video call was closing in on an hour already.

“You’ll cum when I say you can. Remember, stop touching yourself when you get too close. You better not pull any tricks.” You said sternly. It was 3:27 in the morning. You had called him an hour ago knowing that you had a very important test tomorrow, but also knowing that he wouldn’t dare ignore your call.

You watched the hands of the top student, the same hands that he used to ace tests and accept academic awards, move to the chorus of his moans that ended in a mewl as he pulled his hand off of himself, his stomach convulsing as he tried to fight off the orgasm he craved. You could see how close he was, his cock that rested on his stomach left a clear fluid where the tip touched the skin. This must be torture for him, and yet the second he took his hand off his cock, he pulled up his shirt that had inched down from all his thrashing and played with the exposed nipples for you.

“You’re such a good boy.” You cooed. He really was. He always did everything you asked of him and more, and that would be his downfall.

You ran your eyes over the part of Taehyung’s body that was exposed to your eyes and captured by the camera. You could almost feel the warmth radiating to you from his pretty sun-kissed skin, the skin you had kissed and caressed more devoutly than a pagan kisses his stone idol. He was pretty all over. If you weren’t doing this for revenge, you would probably still have had him as your pet. He was too pretty to pass up.  

“Where is your pussy, puppy?” You chirped and he sucked in a breath. His ‘pussy’ is the name you gave to the transparent silicone stroker you gave him. It was a cheap toy and you rarely allowed him to use it, but he loved it so much. It was the only tight thing, besides the times you felt charitable enough to deepthroat him, that he got to feel around his cock. The camera jumped around as Taehyung moved to go get the toy. When he was back, he showed it to you and waited impatiently for your next instruction.

“Well, what are you waiting around for? Lube it up and use it.”

The moment the toy slipped around his cock, his body eased up completely like an ex-smoker who was taking his first drag in decades, before he started moving it over himself and tensed up again, the muscles in his arm flexing as he went for it.

“No, don’t do it like that. It’s a pussy, you have to thrust up into it.” You had specifically chosen a transparent toy for these purposes, you wanted to still be able to see Taehyung’s dick even while he used it.  He obeyed, ass lifting off the bed to welcome the toy’s tight and wet embrace. His bed squeaked under him but he was too far gone to worry about anyone hearing him.

Seeing him fuck the toy like that made you envious. When you had first took him in, his moves were shy and sloppy, but you’ve since put him through enough for him to know exactly what he liked and how he wanted it, and your hungry eyes watching him sent signals to your pussy to contract around the phantom cock you were imagining pounding into it to the pace of Taehyung’s thrusts.

This little session was intended as torture for him, so why were you getting affected as well?

“Stop,” You ordered the squirming boy.

“But I’m not that close yet. I can control it.” Oh, he definitely was close. He just wanted a few more moments of pleasure even if he wasn’t going to disobey you and cum without your permission.

“I don’t remember asking for your input. Move the camera closer to your cock, I wanna see all the precum you have for me.”  

He moved the camera downwards until all you could was the engorged head of his cock bulging out from the open end of the toy, another quality you have carefully chosen, loving the sight of his perfectly shaped head. The amount of precum that had spilled out didn’t disappoint you, and Taehyung touched it with his finger then pulled them back, showing you the sticky strings it made.

“Good boy,” You praised. “That’s enough for today, put the toy away and go to sleep.”

“G-go to sleep? But I didn’t cum yet.”

“And?”

“I can’t go to sleep like this!” He protested hotly but then remembered who he was talking to and said much more meekly, “We have a test tomorrow, I won’t be able to concentrate like this.”

“Are you questioning my judgement?”

“No, god, no!”

“Are you saying I don’t know how to take care of my pet?”

“No, you always treat me so well.”  The way he said that, the sincerity in his voice, had you almost believing him. If only you didn’t know how untrue that was.

“I may be your dom but that doesn’t mean I’m forcing you to stay with me. If you think I affect your studies negatively, you’re more than welcome to leave.” That wasn’t true as well. You only said that because you knew he would never do it.

And just like you had predicted…“No, it’s fine. It’s more than fine. After all, you know best.” He backed down.

You had to add something in; if you kept on being this aggressive he might start suspecting your intentions. “You’re smart, puppy, everyone knows that, but I want to know just how focused you can be. If you can refrain from touching yourself tonight and still go on tomorrow and ace that test, I will give you something you really, really want.”

What was the thing that Taehyung wanted so bad he was willing to jeopardize his perfect academic record? Sex with you. You’d never allowed it to him before… and you weren’t going to allow it to him ever, but he didn’t need to know that. You let him believe that if he obeyed you, he’d finally have you completely, so he wouldn’t think about your real intentions of undermining him. It didn’t matter what he thought you’d give him, he would fail anyway. Taehyung always had to get a full night of sleep before any exam he took, and you disturbed that. Additionally, you made him painfully hard and left him high and dry, and that ought to really mess him up.

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You are Worthy (Thorin X Reader)

Originally posted by captain-flint

Word Count:1269

Warnings: Insecure reader, Brotherly Bofur and Fluff


“Y/N could we please have a word?” Kili asks, Fili standing by his side. Before you can respond, they pull you away from the rest of the company.

“What is it Fili? Kili? Where are we going?” You ask, only to ignored as they drag you further out into the wooded area outside of your camp.

You let this continue for a while longer, until the camp fire grows distantly dim. You finally yank your arm free, getting fed up with lead around like a puppy. “That’s enough boys. What did you drag me all the way out here for?”

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