hip shots

so i’m watching 13 Reasons Why and so far it’s been pretty good (i don’t like it that they’ve made clay and hannah know each other much better than in the book like it was a POINT in the book that clay was too afraid to talk to her etc) but i’m so mad they cut that part where hannah rants about bryce grabbing her ass because it’s just so good and here it is in all its glory bc everyone should read it tbh

Okay, let’s dissect what just happened. I thought about it the entire walk home from Blue Spot, which is probably why I don’t remember which candy bar I bought that day.

First his words – then his actions.

Statement number one: “I’m only playing, Hannah.”

Translation: Your ass is my play-toy. You might think you have final say over what happens to your ass, but you don’t. At least, not as long as “I’m only playing.”

Statement number two: “Just relax.”

Translation: Come on, Hannah, all I did was touch you with no indication that you wanted me to touch you. If it’ll make you feel better, go ahead, you can touch me wherever you’d like.

Now let’s talk about his actions, shall we?

Action number one: Grabbing my ass.

Interpretation: Let me back up and say that this guy had never grabbed my ass before. So why now? My pants weren’t anything special. They weren’t overly tight. Sure, they were slung a little low and he probably got a hip shot, but he didn’t grab my hips. He grabbed my ass.

Alex, am I saying your list gave him permission to grab my ass? No. I’m saying it gave him an excuse. And an excuse was all this guy needed.

Action number two: He grabbed my wrist then put his hand on my shoulder.

You know, I’m not even going to interpret this. I’m just going to tell you why it pissed me off. I’ve had my butt grabbed before – no big deal – but this time it was grabbed because someone else wrote my name on a list. And when this guy saw me upset, did he apologize? No. Instead, he got aggressive. Then, in the most condescending way, he told me to relax. Then he put his hand on my shoulder, as if by touching me he’d somehow comfort me.

Here’s a tip. If you touch a girl, even as a joke, and she pushes you off, leave… her… alone. Don’t touch her. Anywhere! Just stop. Your touch does nothing but sicken her.

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Harry X Reader: Smut

In which Harry loves your boobs and hates when you sleep.

Request? Yes:

Omg please write something about harry and his missus boobs I’m dying for it


Harry has been in a mood since the moment he woke up, hands roaming your body under the sheets, cupping the underneath of your breasts, lips sponging over the back of your neck. He woke you up with his feely touches, much to your annoyance.

“Harry, leave me alone,” you mumbled, rolling away from him. The two of you were out late last night and had a long day ahead of you. You needed all the shut eye you could get.

“Jus’ wan’ some cuddles, love,” he complained with a tired whine, fingers snaking over your hip in an effort to pull you back to him.

“No, you don’t. Let me sleep.” You had to shove his hands away twice more before he finally relented, climbing out of bed to get ready for the day. You were thankful for the peace, but no matter how hard you tried, there was no getting back to sleep.

Now, here you are, yawning through the doorway after a busy schedule of meetings and catch-ups, toeing off your shoes in the entryway. Your feet lead you to the couch where you collapse onto your back, eyes resting closed. A wave of relieved bliss washes over you until it’s broken once more.

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Boss's Orders

Boss’s Orders (m)

Word count: 2.6k

Genre: filth, apparently I have a thing for shameless office sex ;)

I tried a different style of writing for this one… anyway, enjoy.

Originally posted by gotjimin


I was doing some faxing for Mr. Park, my boss. He was making me work late, yet again. He had made me work late a lot these past few weeks. Sometimes a couple of other people were with me but tonight I was the only one left.

He had gotten on to me because one of my reports was messed up. It wasn’t a surprise to me that one out of the twenty I was given, at the same time, was not perfect. Mr. Park always got pretty mad with me for unknown reasons. Or I just was around when he’d need to take his pent up anger out on someone. It was sad that the only reason I put up with him was because I needed this job… and that I was insanely attracted to him. Although, I felt especially attracted to him when he got on to me. There was something about his aggressive, hard voice that made my knees weak and my panties wet. He’d sometimes slam his fist on his desk and i’d have to bit my lip to keep from moaning.

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Humans are weird pt 4

With the humans aboard Commander Narrynite’s ship, there hadn’t been a dull moment. In fact, he quite enjoyed the bizarre behaviors and their often confusing characteristics. He was eager to see more of the human’s skills and requested a somewhat risky cargo pick up. The supplies were needed urgently and he was confident his unit could successfully transfer them.

While the crew initiated take off, Narrynite gave them a brief overview of the plan.

“We have been tasked to retrieve medical supplies from a port on the planet Alpho which are urgently needed for a disease ravaging Jythoa.”

As this assignment was for Commander Narrynite’s home planet, the humans felt a greater sense of responsibility. Without another word, the ship shot forward.

The trip to the port on Alpho was short and they docked without incident. Human Tom was speaking to the cargo attendant as he was the only crewmember that spoke Alphon.

“Human Tom, please tell the attendant that we are almost done loading the supplies and shall be departing within the hour.”

After relaying the message, Human Tom approached Narrynite with an uncharacteristic expression on his face. “Is there something amiss, Human Tom?”

“Commander, something about the attendant doesn’t sit right with me,” Human Tom responded as he ran his fingers through the fur on the top of his head.

Narrynite had heard that the human’s instincts were unparalleled and knew this could not be ignored. “Human Tom, tell the crew to load the cargo as quickly as they can. We need to depart immediately.”

With the unit informed, the supplies were placed on the ship somewhat haphazardly, but they took off within a matter of minutes.

Once they were off of Alpho, Narrynite eased and he instructed the crew to set a course to Jythoa. Around an hour later, Human Ann gasped. Knowing that behavior was generally not a positive one, Narrynite said “Human Ann, is there a problem?”

“Commander, the radar indicates that there is a ship following us. They seem a little close.”

Human Chris went over to the status panel. His face scrunched together in what Narrynite had determined to be concentration. “Sir,” Human Chris muttered, “I think we’re being followed.”

Before Narrynite could respond, the ship was hit and the Jythoans and humans were thrown around the cabin. The alarms were sounding and the panel indicated a cargo breach.

“What in the Gods good graces was that?” Narrynite sputtered.

With their unnerving speed, the humans were on their feet and checking the ships status. “Shit!” yelled Human Ann. If Narrynite knew anything, he knew when the humans began cursing, he should abandon all hope.

“Commander Narrynite, we’ve been boarded by a foreign ship. They appear to be pirates,” Human Ann sighed.

Though he was a military commander, he wasn’t trained to confront a force that was on a ship. As Human Chris was trying to notify the crew, a loud bang made them all freeze. This was all happening so fast, Narrynite was quickly losing confidence.

Another bang sent them all rushing to the back of the cabin. Narrynite took note of who was here with him. He was responsible for all of them, and he let them down. It dawned on him that not only these humans and Jythoans were doomed, but also those afflicted with the disease on Jythoa as they were never to receive the lifesaving medication.

The four pirates broke into the cockpit and Narrynite lost the sliver of hope he was clinging to. He had heard of this species, they were notoriously ruthless. They were known as the Mlith. Slender, oily gray skinned, and bipedal like the humans, they had one optical opening which was small and cloudy. Their ruthlessness was usually attributed to their poor vision, as they shot at anything that moved before it could attack.

“Where is the commander?” it said with a chilling hiss.

As Narrynite began to step forward, Human Chris stepped out in front of him.

“If you want the commander, you’re going to have to go through me,” Human Chris growled at the Mlith.

“You stupid, filthy human. Give me the commander, or I’ll shoot you and take him anyway,” the leader of the Mlith said as it raised a gun and pointed it at Human Chris.


Narrynite was horrified. He had become rather fond of the humans and the thought of losing one of them was unbearable. “Please, I am-”


“I said,” Human Chris snarled “if you want the commander, you’ll have to go through me first.”


“I didn’t come here to kill you, but it makes no difference,” it spit.


“Do it,” Human Chris said flatly.


“NO! Please, just take me and -”


“Shoot me!” Human Chris yelled.


It was if time slowed as the Mlith pulled the trigger and a bullet struck Human Chris in the shoulder. Before he could hit the ground, Human Ann had launched herself onto the back of the nearest Mlith and stabbed it in the head, using her weight to slam it down and rip its upper limb off. Human Tom had seemingly came out of nowhere and swept a Mlith off its feet and as it’s body hit the floor, he drew a gun from his hip and swiftly shot it in the head.


The two remaining Mlith were dazed, but regained their composure quickly. The one facing Human Ann brought its gun up and shot her in the leg. Human Ann raised her face with a terrifying “smile” that Narrynite knew wasn’t friendly. She then picked the Mlith limb up off the floor and swung it so hard that when it connected with the head of the Mlith it gave a sickening crunch.


Human Tom’s gun had somehow been knocked from his hand, and as he frantically tried to grab his knife, the Mlith was using the advantage to corner him. A shot rang out and with a start, Narrynite realized that it had come from Human Chris. He was leaning on one shoulder, a gun in hand. The Mlith hit the floor and Human Tom gave a deep sigh.


“Holy shit, I was nervous for a second there,” Human Tom said wiping gray sludge from his shirt.


“Chris, are you okay?” Human Ann asked.


“I’ve been worse. Are you hit?”


Human Ann “smiled” again and stuck her finger in the bullet hole “good thing it shot my prosthetic. It would really suck to have two bum legs.”


Complete and utter shock was the only feeling Narrynite was currently capable of. They were so casual in their conversation that it was hard to believe what just happened.


“Human Chris, you need to go to the infirmary immediately!” Narrynite said as reality began to set in.


“Yes, sir,” grunted Human Chris as he was helped to his feet.


“Wait,” called Narrynite, “Human Chris, why did you mean to sacrifice yourself for me?”


“Because you’re the best commander I’ve ever had. And you’re bringing medicine you the sick. I couldn’t just stand by and watch you get killed for trying to help people. We sacrifice ourselves for the greater good, it’s what we do.”


The words of Human Chris washed over Narrynite and when they settled in his arterial sac, he felt something he’d never heard of before. It was similar to gratitude and fondness, but it was something deeper. “I will do anything and everything to ensure you do not perish, Human Chris.”


“Don’t worry, I think I’ll be fine. Bullet wounds to the shoulder are usually not fatal, but I appreciate it all the same.”


With that Human Chris was rushed to the infirmary. As Narrynite stood in the cockpit alone, he took in all that had just happened. Out of every species he’d ever come across, humans were by far the craziest, most unpredictable and most honorable species there ever was.

Little Jealous There, Sarge? {Part Two}

{Part One}

Summary: There’s nothing wrong with not being the most experienced person in the bedroom. In fact, some people find it rather attractive, particularly James Buchanan Barnes. Although you express how much you want him, Bucky remains distant; he doesn’t want to do anything to hurt you. So what do you do? You elicit Sam’s help.

Warnings: jealous!Bucky x inexperienced!Reader, fluff, smut, biting kink, light bondage, metal arm kink, Winter Soldier kink (mentioned only), forced orgasm, toys

A/N: Inspired after spending some quality time with @mermanbuckybarnes and learning just how jealous Bucky can get.

Originally posted by stuckwithbuck

“You’ve been naughty, (Y/N),” Bucky whispered in your ear as he slid his hands around your waist. “And you’re going to get punished.”

“Y-Yes, sir.” You arched your back off the bed to allow Bucky more access to your zipper. “You’re in charge, Sarge.”

“Good girl.” He chuckled in your ear as he stripped you of your dress. “Oh, so beautiful, kitten.” He stood and admired your unique undergarments. 

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  • Me: Okay, so we are /not/ going to helplessly cling to any of the announced Andromeda squad-mates because it would be extremely depressing if they are announced as a non-compatible LI.
  • Me: *Sees Vetra*
  • Me:
  • Me: So this is my new wife--
the moment he knew [svt vernon x reader]

genre: sort of angst?/fluff

word count: 418

summary: Maybe you shouldn’t let your emotions carry you away… Or should you?

A/N: It is pretty short and I’m so so so sorry, but I hope you like it, nonetheless.

To be honest, no name is mentioned so you are free to imagine the idol you wish. However, @voldythesunbae was one hundred per cent sure it was about Vernon, so here it is ♥

If you catch any grammar/whatever mistake, please let me know! ♥

Originally posted by carol12lopes-blog

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