his tattoo is so beautiful

The Real Drug War

Drug Wars - You should probably read this first

mafia!Jungkook x Reader

Clever as the devil and twice as pretty.
-Holly Black

Warnings: There will be very explicit sexual content, violence, drugs,…

A/N: For people who read my J JK fic, I’m sorry, you’ll recognize one part - I just really wanted it here. None of these pictures are mine - credits to the owners.

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Lick Me ‘Til Ice Cream

A/N: God, forgive me, for I have sinned. Literally, don’t read this if you don’t have the intention to go to hell because I’ll be right there with you for writing this. This is my first ever smut so I hope you enjoy it as much as you can. My imagination went somewhere else in order to write this so make sure there’s some water near you, because you’ll need it.

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Warning(s): Just filth. Pure filth, daddy kink, inappropriate use of ice-cream

Word count: 2,975

Pairing(s): Joker x Reader / Joker x OC (Original Character)

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          She thought that she’d never get tired of being intimate with her boyfriend. That they’d always keep it new and playful in the bedroom. Never once thinking that her lover would one day fail to make her feel like their relationship was something extraordinary, as it was. However, no matter how hard he pounded or how deep he filled her, it never felt more than a quick fuck in her mind. The same old tricks of the trade when she knew he had something more up his sleeve.

The man was the Clown Prince of Crime.

The King of Gotham.

The Joker.

He wasn’t a boring man, nor an uninteresting man. In fact, early on in their relationship, he had used toys. He had used foreplay. He even tried his hand at dirty talking. But low and behold, their sex-life had dwindled away to the point where she had no more excitement left in her. It was like their spark had died out and they now had to settle for… simple sex.

She refused to believe that there was nothing they could try to spice things up. But every time she tried to advance on him, he would just shrug her off and slide into bed. Playing it off with a cold,

“The heist took it out of me. We can do it in the morning.”

He was gone before she woke up every morning.

Come to think of it, she hardly saw him anymore, even if he was in the house with her. He was always either out on a heist or in his office all day trying to plan for the next one. She wasn’t allowed in his secret sanctuary of high security safes with stolen money and top secret files only he had the right to just look at.

She missed him.

She missed her lover with his never-out-of-place vibrant green hair she could spot from a mile away. His wild cackle he calls a “laugh” that he only softened for her. His o-so-kissable bright red lips that he always used to steal her lipstick to paint over. His dark, meaningful tattoos that contrasted so well with his beautiful bleached body. The way he moved, the way he expressed himself that made grown men shake in his presence.

She just wanted him back.

She wanted to kiss her boyfriend.

She wanted to hold her boyfriend.

She feared that she might actually go just as insane as he was if she didn’t find a way to attract him again.

Of course, she had the pleasure of making him feel good and that made her happy. But what kind of girl doesn’t want to show herself off for her man? Who doesn’t want that special attention from the one she loves?

Deciding that it was time to take immediate action, she knew that her plan would go one of two ways. Either it would end up with her being sprawled out on the huge mahogany desk in his private office being “taken care of”, or, end up with her being screamed at for thinking she could enter his untouched room without permission and injure their intimacy further.

“Fuck it,” she thought aloud, “Ride or die type, right? Let’s give him the choice of whether or not he actually wants me to ride or die.”


          Coming home with bags upon bags filled with tubs of ice-cream, she now started to wonder if their freezer was big enough to fit all of them inside.

Subconsciously, she shrugged her shoulders as she literally stopped in the middle of their living area to think about it before continuing to haul the bags to the kitchen.

“Oh, Mister J, you’re gonna love me.” She muttered to herself as she giggled at the thought of her plan.

Beginning to put all of the tubs in the freezer, she heard a door slam and footsteps padding along the floor.

Was that him?

He’s out of the office for once in his abnormal life?

Rushing to where the footsteps could be heard, she spotted his signature fluorescent hair and practically sprinted to the man she had grown to love. He was wearing, as usual, no shirt but she didn’t complain. Who would? The man was practically crafted by the Gods. His tight-fitting trousers hung low on his hips, exposing his prominent V-line which made her mouth water. She enveloped him in a giant bear hug as she jumped and swung her legs around his torso while snuggling her face into his neck.

“Doll, you’re killing me here.” His deep, gravelly voice sounded as he wrapped his arms around the girl that had attached herself to him to ensure she wouldn’t fall.

She loosened her grip, only slightly, and lifted her head up to look him in his blue, icy eyes. Another thing she missed about him.

“You’re out! I feel like I haven’t seen you for 53 years!” Her excitement was bubbling as she had no intention of suppressing it.

“But… You’re only 21.”

“You can shut up.”

“I’m offended.”

“Just kiss me.”

And so he did. Their lips crashed together and moulded perfectly, as if they were missing puzzle pieces and were only made for one another. The smiles both of them had on their faces during that rare moment were ones of pure dedication and trust between two people.

The innocent kiss escalated into something more heated when he pushed her up against the wall, his hands either side of her head and her legs tightening around his abdomen to bring him closer. Hands reached up into his silky hair and tugged gently, making a groan escape from his open lips before he nibbled on her bottom lip and moving to her neck. She kept her eyes closed and focused on the man pressing into her as she felt him sucking on her sensitive skin.

She nearly lost herself in the little bubble they had created around them but she realised she still had a plan to carry out amidst all the sexual tension. She caressed his cheek, pulling him up to meet his gaze and bit her lip.

“As much as I want you to take me right here, right now, I got something planned out especially for you, Daddy.”

Unwrapping her legs, she let him go and instantly felt lost without the pressure of his body pushed against hers. Instinctively following behind her, his vision now clouded over with a sense of lust and want, her boyfriend grabbed her wrist and turned her around. She slammed into his chest with the force he exuberated on her before smirking up at him, gently rubbing their bodies together to create friction.

“Where do you think you’re going, doll face? Daddy isn’t finished with you yet.” The low growl coming from him indicating he needed her now and was not prepared to wait for a stupid plan she thought of.

“Mm, but you’ll like this surprise, J, I can guarantee you. Just be patient with me? Please?” She pecked his lips, hoping he’d understand what she was trying to do and listen to her. “Go back into the office and wait for me. I’ll be there in T-5 minutes.”

She knew talking in “heist-terms”, as she liked to call it, made him excited and that’s exactly what happened since she felt him twitch through his tight trousers. A smile and a wink was sent in his direction while she walked off. Surprised that he didn’t protest when she brought up the subject of her walking into his office, she heard him begrudgingly make his way back into the room he finally came out of and close the door.

Working quickly, she rid herself of her everyday clothing, leaving her in her black lacy undergarments. A shiver ran through her body as the cold air hit her, making goosebumps appear on her smooth skin. Forgetting the cold and remembering she had a man waiting for her, probably feeling very uncomfortable in his pants, she took the ice-cream scoop into her hand and carefully placed two scoops of the vanilla sweetness onto a cone, licking it once because she couldn’t resist.

She put the tub of fresh ice-cream back inside the freezer and walked towards the entrance of the one room in the house she had never been in before. Taking a deep breath, she knocked and cleared her voice, “Mister J?”

“Come in.” The invitation took a while to register with her before slowly turning the gold handle and opening the door.

The room was stunning with a high ceiling and marble floor, a white rug sitting in the middle of it. The walls painted to match the rug, her eyes followed up to the sparkling gold chandelier that illuminated the room. A large vault was situated at the back, behind where her man was sitting, and she assumed he had tidied up as he was expecting her arrival. Her jaw almost dropped to the floor as she examined every detail of the area. She didn’t know when she would be allowed back in so took her time to soak in every ornament and burn it into her memory.

“You having fun there, baby?” His voice broke her trance-like state and she snapped back to reality. She felt a sudden coldness running down her chest and in between her breasts before she looked down and realised the ice-cream she was holding had begun to melt and drip down her, not realising she had titled it at a weird angle when she was inspecting the place.

“Shit.” She cursed before licking at the rim of the cone to try and stop any more from running down. All the while her tongue was working it’s way around the cone, J had leapt up from his sitting position and approached his girlfriend, licking up the valley of her breasts to remove the trail of ice-cream. A gasp emitted from her lips as she felt his warm tongue make its way up her chest and push into her mouth as he enclosed her lips with his, making her taste the sweetness on it. Moaning into the kiss, he lead her to the middle of the room and sat her on top of his desk, as she predicted would be there, and ran his pale hands up and down her sides.

“Was this your surprise? Ice-cream?” He questioned, grinning up at the lingerie-clad woman.

“What, I thought I’d try something new.” Her own smile replicated his as she held the cone in front of his lips and watched him suck the some of the melted liquid off the top.

There was something oddly arousing looking at the most feared criminal in the city in the eyes and see him lick an ice-cream cone and have it drip down his chin.

“You know, doll. The ice-cream’s great and all, but I would much rather have your juice running down my chin.” As soon as those words came out of his mouth, she physically twitched and felt her pussy become even more slick, if that was even possible.

“Well what are ya waiting for? Be my guest.” She unclipped her bra and slid the straps off her arms, asking her boyfriend to hold her cone for her beforehand though because she “didn’t wanna drop it”. He shook his head at her, chuckling and pressing his lips against hers once she took the item of clothing off.

Holding the cone, he absentmindedly swirled the ice-cream around her nipple, erecting it almost instantly. A whimper came from her throat before he pulled away from the kiss and started to suck on her breast, lapping at the sweetness it was covered in.

“J…” She sighed and leant her head back as the man standing in between her legs worked her nipple. Slowly, he trailed down her stomach and pushed her body onto the hard surface, laying her down. She took the ice-cream from his grasp, allowing him to pull down her skimpy panties and expose her glistening mound as he let out a growl by just looking at it.

“Oh, baby girl, how I’ve missed your pretty pussy.” He commented before pulling his hand up and teased her by tracing his finger around her lips and inner thighs.

“Please. Don’t tease me.” She looked down at him and pleaded with her eyes.

“Please, what?”

“Please, Daddy.” She answered quietly.

He shifted his gaze to the cone in her hand and his eyes lit up with mischief and desire. Grabbing said cone, he titled it and waited for it to drip on her clit and run down, causing her body to jolt at the sudden coldness and shiver in pleasure.

After a few drops had melted, he decided it was enough for now and flattened his tongue on her before dragging upwards. The mixture of the ice-cream and her own pussy collected in his mouth and it tasted heavenly. He groaned as he sucked on her bundle of nerves which sent vibrations through her body before she moaned out loud and gripped the side of the desk. Her reaction only spurred him on further as he picked up the pace on his assault and run his tongue down to her hole, pushing inside and felt her tighten around the muscle. Starting to fuck her with his mouth, he brought the ice-cream back around and let it drip onto her clit again, the sweet juice running down on his tongue. Her cries could be heard from next door but neither of them cared.

She felt that she was close to her release now and pulled on his hair, bringing him further into her.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum! Don’t stop!” She begged and arched her back.

Guess what?

He stopped.

“J, I swear to god, I’m gonna fucking kill you.” Her eyes glazed over with lust, anger and desperation as she watched him innocently take a lick from the cone.

“Oh, but, baby, if you kill me, who’s gonna fuck you like you deserve to, huh? Who’s gonna make you cum when you’re a good girl? And who’s gonna punish you when you’re not?” His voice lowered into a sexy whisper as he unzipped his trousers and let them fall down his legs, palming himself through his boxers.

“… I do like it when you make me cum…” Her eyes fixated on his circular motions his hand was moving on his crotch before she reached out and pulled his underwear down for him, stroking his length.

“I know you do, doll, and that’s why you’re gonna be a good girl for Daddy right now and suck his cock.” He demanded, her jumping off the desk and onto her knees in lightening speed.

Her lips made contact with the tip and rubbed the pre-cum over it before allowing the head to be pushed into her mouth and sucked. His head fell back and grabbed her hair into a make-shift ponytail as he groaned. “That’s it, baby. Take more of Daddy’s cock.”

Wasting no time, she obliged and engulfed as much as she could into her warm mouth and swirled her tongue along the underside, beginning to suck hard. She placed her hands on his thighs to keep herself steady as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft, revelling in listening to his sounds of appreciation and tightening his grip on her hair.

She suddenly felt a cold liquid against her lips and looked up. He was rubbing the ice-cream on himself, the kinky bastard. She pulled off with a pop and grinned at him, letting him coat his dick fully. He growled at the sensation of it covering him before she ran her tongue up and down to taste him and hummed on his cock which made his hips buck into her mouth resulting in her gagging. The feeling of her throat closing up on his tip made him go wild and he pulled her off, pushing her back onto his desk and rubbing himself up and down her soaked slit.

“You want this?” He asked with his deep voice and looking her in the eyes. She smirked and grabbed the cone from his hand and licked it.

“Go ahead and fuck me, Daddy.”

He didn’t need to be told twice and slammed himself into her, letting her adjust for a moment as they both cried out in pleasure at the new feeling they hadn’t felt for a long time. Once they were ready, he didn’t hold back in pounding into the tight walls that kept clenching around him, bringing him closer and closer to his orgasm.

“I’m gonna cum, baby girl. You wanna feel it in ya?” He reached down and rubbed circles on her clit with his thumb, matching the rhythm of his thrusts and making her moan so loudly she was pretty sure the whole of Gotham could hear her.

“Yes, please, Daddy, I want your cum. I’m so close.”

He felt her pussy clench one more time around him and it sent him over the edge. Releasing himself inside his girlfriend, he stilled his movements and groaned as he felt her do the same. She screamed and gripped the desk so tightly, she could’ve sworn she broke a bone, her juices running down his cock and onto the desk.

Heavy breathing was the only sound that could be heard and the whole room smelled like sex and sweat the two of them created. They rode out their highs before he pulled out and laid next to her, pulling her close while she wrapped herself around him.

“We might need to get some more ice-cream for next time.” He joked, not knowing she bought gallons of the stuff earlier in the day.


Don’t worry about it, Mister J, I got it covered.”

anonymous asked:

Hello Ashida! I gotten to read your mafia au and wanted to draw Toshiya, showcasing his tattoo design. I love all those beautiful Yuuri's floating around, so I wanted to try him as well. Yet - there is no mention how his tattoos look like (it was not needed in the story I guess). Before I go and just design something, I want to check with you - do you have a specific design in mind? Thanks! I'm on anon, as Id feel under pressure if I actually don't draw anything ;A; *hides*

Hello anon! Aaah thank you for reading my work! This is so cool omg 😭😭😭
I’ve never even mentioned that Toshiya has tattoos I don’t think, but yeah he would have both his front, back and arms done in traditional Japanese irezumi.

I’m not sure how much detail you want? But I’d imagine Toshiya to have a samurai in full traditional armour on his back, with the hachiman crest on his helmet.
On his front I’d give him a dragon (red like Yuuri’s since it would run in the family)

On both arms(and over the rest of the tattoos) I think he’d just have tsubaki flowers scattered up and down. Kinda like they’re falling since that symbolism is strong for Japanese warriors where the sound of the tsubaki flower bud falling into grass is said to represent the same sound a severed head makes when it hits the ground.

Not sure if that’s what you meant by design, but yeah it would be %100 traditional with only the one type of flower and that’s about all I’d be strict on 😂 and no pressure at all it was fun for me to even think about it. Now I want more tattoos though haha.

Self Restraint (Jay Park Smut)

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POV: First (female x male)

Genre: Smut (soft and passionate)

I stole a glance at Jay, who was diligently working. I wasn’t sure what he was doing, but it was most likely the same thing he had been doing for the past few hours. Occasionally his phone rang and he would answer it and speak in a slightly frustrated voice. He didn’t like being interrupted while he was working, it slowed him down.

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One of the best things about living with your person is that his wardrobe becomes yours. There’s nothing better than wearing his clothes when you’re feeling like shit and in a lot of pain.

I was at the doctors with my brother today and they were playing reruns of Teen Mom and I started thinking about teen parents Taehyung and Yoongi. For some reason, all I thought about was my bad boy Taehyung Au and like just him waiting outside of Yoongi’s school with all his tattoos on display and his bright red hair tied back by his usual bandanna getting tons of stares from other students who walk outside as the bell rings.

He has a smile on his face, that famous boxed grin that makes literally everyone swoon, and one of the cheerleaders thinks he’s smiling at them. Taehyung actually scoffs when he comes up to him and touches his arm gently.

“Can I help you?”

Taehyung raises an eyebrow as he leans away so the girl’s hand falls off of him and the cheerleader, poor girl, thinks he’s playing hard to get.

“I noticed you were staring and smiling.”

Taehyung actually tosses his head back in laughter, showing off his beautiful neck tattoos, wow, and the girl looks so fucking confused. Taehyung nods his head in the direction behind the girl.

“I was actually staring at my boyfriend.”

When everyone turns around the cheerleader gasp. A heavily pregnant Yoongi frowns as he walks out the doors. He just looks so pissed off and tired carrying his bag Taehyung can’t help himself from walking away from the cheerleader to take the bag off his boy’s shoulders. Yoongi instantly smiles when he sees it’s his boyfriend.

“Thank you, your son loves making my life horrible and my back has been killing me.”

Taehyung kisses Yoongi and chuckles while everyone watches.

“C’mon when we get to your house I’ll give you a massage and ask your mom for some of that lotion you like, Baby.”

(literally everyone swoons at Taehyung’s heart eyes for yoongi tbh)

my first imagine: cute, lazy day♡

cute, lazy day- josh dun imagine

a/n: enjoy my first imagine, there’s another note at the end of this! i’m posting this at 12:45am lmao

josh dun x reader fluff
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you wake up in bed with your back towards josh. he had one arm around your waist and the other supporting his pillow. you start to rub his arm around your waist and decided to turn your body over so you could see josh. you looked at him with your eyes barely open. you couldn’t help but to smile when you saw him, he looked cute even when he’s sleeping. you cuddle into his chest and start to fall back asleep for a few hours.

you wake up to someone kissing your forehead… it was josh. “morning beautiful.” he said in a raspy voice. you couldn’t help but smile even more, you thought josh’s raspy voice was cute this morning. you peck a kiss on his lips and tried to cuddle into his chest. “can you hold me, i love it when you hold me tight. it makes me safe.” josh chuckled because he thought that was cute the way you asked him to hold you. he lays on his back then you cuddle into his side and wrap your leg over his waist so that you can be on him more. josh puts his arm around your shoulder and puts the other one on your leg and starts to rub it slowly. you look at the clock and realize that it’s 12pm. “it’s 12 already?? ugh, i’m kinda hungry but i don’t want to get up.” josh looks at you and says, “how about i get us a pizza and we can just be lazy today. it’s your day today pumpkin, so what ever you do today i’ll follow.” you were in awe after what josh said… you always knew he was such a sweetheart. “ok, i like that.” you said then josh kisses your lips before he calls the pizza place and orders the food. after josh got off the phone, he threw his phone somewhere in the bed and holds you tight. you giggled because of how tight he was holding you, he looked at you with a puzzled look on his face. “what’s funny?” he asked. “you squeezed me really tight and it was kinda cute.” josh blushed at what you said. “well the pizza should be here in about 30 minutes and then we can be lazy.”

while you two were watching tv, you look up at josh and just noticed all of your favorite features on his face. you started with his bright, colorful hair. you loved how he likes dying his hair and how you would help him so the bathroom doesn’t look like a disaster. then his eyes, some of the most beautiful eyes you’ve ever seen. his eyes were a beautiful brown and when he would stare into your eyes, you would just melt and be nervous around him when he would stare in your eyes. the nose ring caught your attention next, there was something about it that made it compliment his “edgy” look with his hair. your eyes make it down to his mouth. his lips… probably one of the best features about him. every time he would kiss you, you can tell that he really meant it and that he truly loves you. behind those lips, was his smile… you could talk about his smile for hours and what joy it brought you. behind his lips was his voice, that voice that has helped you and made you smile, laugh, and cry. his voice was so soothing when ever he talked, but when he would try to sing it would be so cute and to watch him try to find the notes to songs. but what came along with his voice, was his laugh. you could talk for days about his cute laugh. the way his tongue would slip between his top and bottom teeth when he would laugh made you smile so big, you loved when he did that. his mouth was the thing you loved about him the most, that one feature on his face and what came along with it would make you smile in a heartbeat.

you continued to do this process with the rest of his body until josh got up to get dressed. you watched him get dressed and started looking at him and his figure. luckily he couldn’t find a shirt to wear so you could look at his body a little bit more. he noticed that you were giving heart eyes and started to chuckle. “why are you looking at me that way?” he said with a smile on his face. “i don’t know. i just love looking at you… oh god i hope that didn’t sound creepy.” “no it didn’t baby, i just think it was cute how you stared at me like that.” you smile a little and josh noticed. he leans over the bed and puts his hand on your cheek and try’s to tilt your face up so he can look at you. “i love it when you smile baby, it makes me feel like i’m the luckiest person in the world and that i’m making you happy.” you smiled a little bigger after that and almost started crying. josh treated you so well and has always tried to keep you happy. josh has helped you a lot with your battles and he always knows how to make you happy. you’ve done the same with him and it made your relationship with him even stronger. “well let me put a shirt on so when i answer door i won’t scare anyone.” josh let’s go of your cheek and puts a tank on. you stared at his arms and noticed how good they look… then you started staring at his tattoos. you absolutely loved his tattoos. they were so beautiful and when you would get nervous when he was around, you would touch his tattoos and rub or trace them. you really didn’t have a “favorite tattoo” on him because all of them were your favorite and have a special meaning with each one.

josh left the room so he could get the pizza when it arrived, you missed his touch even though it’s been 5 minutes. you decided to get up and go to the bathroom and fix your hair. the doorbell rang and you got excited because the pizza was finally here and you were starving. you hear josh talk to the delivery man at the door, when josh was done paying for the pizza he closed the door and came back upstairs. “did someone order a pizza??” josh said with an italian accent. “why yes i did, and apparently i ordered a cute boy too.” you both laughed and josh put the box on the bed while he went to get drinks. for the rest of the day you two watched netflix, ate pizza, and cuddled.

you wake up to someone shaking your body. “hey sleepyhead, wake up.” you open your eyes to see josh leaning over you and attacking you with kisses. you giggle and playfully try to push him off of you so you could sit up. “how long was i asleep for?” “about 4 hours.” when he told you how long you slept for, you frowned. you wanted to talk to josh and cuddle with him, but of course you wanted to shut your eyes and next thing you know you’re asleep for 4 hours. “what’s wrong princess?” josh asked with a sad tone. “i… i’m mad at myself for sleeping for so long. i’m sorry.” you started rubbing your arm and looked down at your lap. “don’t be mad at yourself, i liked watching you sleep.” josh said with a smile. “ok… i’m gonna take a bath.” you said. “do you want me to come in with you?” josh said while he went to grab your hand. “sure. i love you josh.” “i love you too princess.” josh kisses your forehead and you get out of bed to take a bath. “while you were sleeping, i got you something.” josh hands you a bag and you look inside to see that there were bath bombs. “oh my gosh, thank you josh.” you hugged him for what seemed like forever but then he started to help make your way towards the bathroom. you put the bag of bath bombs on the counter and started to get undressed. you looked over and saw josh look at you with lusty eyes, you immediately started to blush while your eyes looked like they were in panic and stop what you’re doing. josh looked at you with a worried face, “did i do something wrong? i just wanted to look at your beautiful body, sorry if i made you uncomfortable.” “josh, you didn’t do anything wrong. i’m sorry that i looked all panicked, i shouldn’t have done that.” “it’s ok princess, is there anyway i can make up for it?” you thought about it for a few seconds and quickly responded. “you can hangout with me while i relax in the bath, how does that sound?” “that sounds sweet. i’ll let you get undressed and just yell for me when you want me to come in ok?”

after taking a few minutes to undress and get the bath water to the temperature you wanted, you called for josh to come in. he opened the door and smiled really big when he saw you. “so what kinda of bath bomb do you want?” he said. “i want one with roses inside of it! those are my favorite.” josh pulled one out of the bag and got it out of the package. you take it from his hands and put it in the bath. as the bomb slowly fizzed away, you looked at it dissolving. you looked up at josh and saw him staring at you while you started at the bath bomb. you started giggling because he looked so cute looking at you. you could tell he wanted to be in the bath with you. “do you want to join me?” you said in a very soft voice. “ok, are you sure.” josh said with a worried tone. “of course i’m sure, get on in here big boy.” both of you laughed after what you said. josh got undressed and gave him enough room in the tub, you got situated by laying on your chest against his. he put his arms around your waist while you put your hands around his neck and listened to his heartbeat, this was perfect. you two layed like that for about 30 minutes and had a conversation about random things. then you two got out of the bath, dried off, put some pajamas on, and layed back down in bed. the rest of the night was peaceful and lovely, then you two drifted off to sleep while in each other’s arms.

author’s note: thank you guys for reading my first josh imagine! i’m sorry it took so long, i’m starting school in a few days and have been busy! if you guys have any ideas, topics, or drafts please send them to my inbox or message me! see y'all next time💗

idoobeg  asked:

What if the real reason Derek got the triskele tattoo on his back was because up until the night she died, his mother would trace the pattern between his shoulder blades when he needed comfort. And then after the first anniversary of the fire when Derek and Laura were in New York, Derek decided to get the tattoo to remind him of his mothers comfort.

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(This is so beautiful my frail little heart can’t handle it! Thank you!)

Cuddle Session

“Babe!” Justin yells from the room, so that I can hear him downstairs.
“Coming Daddy”, I say back to him as I jog up the stairs.
“Yeah, J?” I say out of breath.
“I want some lovin’”, Justin says with a little pout.
“I love it when you are clingy, Justin.” I walk towards our bed and climb in with him.
“Y/N, I’m so glad that we get a chance to hangout today. You know with my busy schedule?” He says while gazing at me with his hazel eyes. I swear when he does that he sure gets my juices flowing. I lay closer to him.
“I’m happy, too. Justin I miss you when you are away. It feels good to be in your arms.” I smile while snuggling up near him.
“Y/N, I’m gonna write a song about you girl. You’re gonna love it. It’s gonna be about your little nose and your pink toes. Boy, I love everything about you.” He sighs while looking up at the ceiling.
“ I wonder what it’s going to be like in 10 years. Maybe we will have some children, and we can move to a different state and it will just be about you and I, Y/N” I love when Justin talks to me about the future he makes our relationship feel even more secure and hopeful.
“Wait, we aren’t gonna have a dog? Haha I want a dog, Justin.” I say looking up at him while laughing.
He snickers, “Oh, I forgot and we will have a dog. Maybe we can have a little farm, also. Name one of the horse, Y/N”
“You play too much, Justin. You are so silly.”, I say while tracing his tattoos.
“And you are beautiful. I hope we do get to have that farm, though. The kids will love it. ” Justin says while poking my dimple and smelling my hair.
“You’re beautiful, too. My sweet hazeled eye boy. ” I say while cheesing and getting in his face.
“ Oh stop it.” He says while playfully acting bashful. Then he leans in and licks my face. I swear he is too much.

A/N for more just send me an ask requesting what you want. I’m always here ✨💕

A COURT OF LOST THINGS

FIFTH PART I stand before the golden doors of the ballroom. My palms sweat as my knees shake beneath my gown. I exhale loudly through my mouth and run my palms over the crimson fabric that hugged my body, I let the doors open before me. I walk up slowly to a descending staircase and find all eyes on me. Cheeks red, I hold up my dress and quickly descend to the dance floor. A tall male with mischievously blue eyes walks up to me but another figure dressed in elegant black and green cuts him off. Calev grins at me looking like he just saved me from something life threatening. Which he probably did but I won’t give him the satisfaction. I raise my eyebrow at him as he holds his hand out to me. 

 “May I have this dance?” I swallow and accept his hand. Anya had told me to just try, there was no harm in trying. And as we walk up to the dance floor, fear still curls in the pit of my stomach. He took hold of my waist and as we slowly dance I look over his shoulder, trying not to look at his face. “Little bat, why will you not look at me?” I could feel his breath on my face and feel his eyes on me. “Its just very overwhelming,” I say. 

 “My eyes might hold a reprieve.” he says. I turn to face him. A wry smile was forming his lips and as our eyes meet, I feel a familiar heat fill me at the tension between us. Taking my hand off his shoulder, I run my thumb over his bottom lip. He seems to stop breathing at the movement. 

“I remember when you did that while we rode in to Terrasen the first time.” 

 “Yes I remember.” I whisper. I settle my hand on the side of his neck. Forefinger trailing along the tattoos on his neck.

 “You are so beautiful, Seren.” I look at him with wide eyes. 

 "You called me Seren.”

 “That is your name is it not?”

 “Yes but…” I trail off as he pulls me tight to him. Something intense ignites between us and my mouth goes dry. “Calev…” 

 “Calev! You need to come say hi to Dorian!” I let out a breath and Calev grumbles something before leaning in and brushes his lips against my ear as he say, 

 “I’ll be right back.” Letting go of my waist, he walks away to where that voice came from. It takes a moment for me to catch my breath as I place my hand on my abdomen. By the cauldron, this dress is tight. Walking to the food table, I shove a sandwich in my mouth. I was never one for decorum. The evening was grating on me. It would have been fun if I had known one single person here. At least someone I know well. I saw males glancing my way but I always gave them the cold shoulder so no one was ever brave enough to come near and it came to my attention that Calev wasn’t coming back anytime soon. The music is loud and the dancers spin around me. The motions make my head ache and I slip out of the ballroom. I take off the heels Lysandra forced on my feet and discard them on a table. My bare feet were silent on the granite floor as I trail away from the loud crashing of the music. The music here was harsh and fast unlike the slow beautiful rhythms of Velaris. Oh Velaris, my heart ached at the thought of my home as I walked to the balcony that overlooked the gardens. I ran my hands over the railing as I think about Velaris and leaning over the balcony, I rest my head on my arms as the light dances over the flowers in the gardens. The soft bubble of water in the fountain below is the only thing that brings me back to Velaris. I look up at the stars wondering if anyone was still out there waiting for me, or if the time was different and they were all gone. No one to wonder where I was, no one to save me. A soft whimper falls from my lips as a light rush of wind blows through my hair.

 “Seren,” a soft voice comes from behind me and I turn to see Calev sauntering towards me. Neither of us say a word as he comes close enough to touch. Then he reaches up and wipes a tear from my cheek. “I wish I could do more for you. I wish I could carry you back to Velaris, back to your family.” He steps a little closer, his hand now cradling my cheek. Despite myself, I lean into his touch. Covering his hand with my own, I look up at him. His beauty was prominent during the day but radiant in the night. As if he was meant to be beneath the stars, much like Velaris. Something panged in me as I realize that maybe the fountain wasn’t the only thing that was like home. That’s when his lips pressed against mine. My eyes go wide and I pull back. 

 “I am sorry, I…” he is cut off as I kiss him back. My arms wrapping around his neck and his around my waist. His tongue runs along my lower lip and my lips part for him. I was his and he was mine. Wait, no. I couldn’t hurt him like this. Not when I leave, it would just be more painful. So I hurriedly back away from him then take off towards my room. I slam the door closed as my chest heaves. Hot tears roll down my cheeks as hard sobs wrack through my body. Pressing my palms to my eyes, I walk over to the closet and slip off the dress before I don a simple shirt and shorts. I then walk over to my bed and lay on it before crying myself to sleep.

 Knock, Knock. My eyes are crusted from sleep as I sit up only to find darkness filling my room. Groaning and rubbing my eyes, the knocks come again. Blearily, I walk to the door and nudge it open. Light floods my room causing me to blink rapidly and Calev stands before me, leaning against the threshold. 

 “So what was all that about?” His tone is abrasive. I frown. 

“Pardon me?”

 “All that on the balcony.” he clarifies.

 “Calev…” I sigh before smelling a trace of alcohol in the air. “Are you drunk?” “Me? No…maybe a little.” he says sheepishly. With a growl, I slam the door shut on his face. “Please little bat, I am sorry. Please just talk to me.” his voice was muffled. I lean against the door and slip down to the floor. Head leaning back against the wood, I let out a breath. I cannot go after him. By the cauldron, I wish my mother was here. She would know what to do. This is my first interaction with a male, shouldn’t I have my mother guiding me? There for me so I can ask questions. I wonder if she would like Calev. She probably would, Calev would fit in well with the males of my family. He was cocky and sweet. A great mixture for a male, I thought. But I was alone in this. But…maybe I didn’t have to be. There was a male somewhere in this castle that would listen to me. That would comfort me. But when we had to part…I don’t know if I could bear that. Yet I didn’t know if I could bear being alone in my head for much longer. Eventually, when I believe he has gone, I open the door only to find Calev sitting there. I pause before I crouch down beside him; and he looks at me over his shoulder. I raise my hand and squeezes his shoulder.

 “Come in.” I murmur. Standing, I hold out my hand and he takes it with a smile. It takes more strength than it should to help him up. I close the door behind us then plop down on my bed, drawing my knees up and tucking my wings in close. Calev stands awkwardly in the middle of the room. “Please sit, you’re making me nervous.” 

 “I’M making you nervous? By the gods, you are always making me nervous,” he says running his hand through his snowy locks. 

 “Just sit, drama queen.” I say, rolling my eyes. He chuckles before sitting down and I feel the bed sink beneath his weight. “Can you just listen to me? I just need someone to listen.”

 “Of course.” Calev says softly.

 “I miss my home, as you know. I feel like my mother should be here giving me advice on how to handle a male. My father should be here growling at you. I should not have to suppress myself around you. I want you to meet my family. I want to swim with you off the coast of Velaris. I want to walk through the streets with you. But I cannot because you belong here. We cannot be together because you belong here and I belong there.” I’m quiet as he digests the words.  

“Wait…you have feelings for me?” His voice is hesitant, as if he can’t quite believe what I am saying. 

 “I thought that was obvious.” I giggle. 

 “Not to me! Here I am preening like a fool for you to notice me but you already have feelings for me.” his eyes wide. 

 “Is that all you heard from what I said?” 

 “No…I am sorry. I want to walk through Velaris with you. I want to swim in the ocean with you. By the gods, I even want your father to give me the speech. But…maybe we could be together…” I shake my head at him. 

“No, stop. I do not want any hope.”

 “What can I give you?” he ask and there was a suggestive tone to his voice. 

“Just stay with me. Just hold me.” I whisper. Slowly, his arms go around my waist. I press my head into his chest as he presses his lips to my head. Curling into him, he gently pulls me to lay on the bed with him and we fall asleep comfortably in each other’s embrace. The only night where we can have like this. Though I wish silently to his gods for a thousand more nights with him. 


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Josh Dun x reader. Age Difference

Word count: 952

a/g= age gap

How can a man be such a cute dork and be incredibly hot at the same time?!
I’m standing with a glass of water in my hand at the side of the stage as I watch Tyler and Josh doing sound check.
Oh my gosh. Just look at him, his just so PERFECT. He has a colorful hair, tattoos, piercings, a beautiful body and he is the most kind, cute, dorky person I have ever met!

Damnit Y/n stopping thinking about him that way! He is older than you!

I sigh and keep staring at him until he looked my way and I awkwardly try and turn around as I crash with one of the crew members dropping the glass.
“Holy shit! I’m so so sorry!” I said crouching down trying to get all the pieces of broken glass.
“It’s okay,” he said “You were a bit distracted, weren’t you?” He said looking over to Josh.
“What? What do you mean? What are you talking about?” I responded turning red probably like a tomato.
The dude just shook his head laughing.

So yeah I probably have a tiny little crush on Josh… well Probably a bit bigger than crush… OKAY I properly like the dude, but he is a/g older than me and I don’t know, people tend to be mean and judgmental over things like these.
Tyler and Josh finished sound check and walked over to where I was standing.

“Um y/n?” Tyler said.

“Yeah?” I responded.

“Why is your hand bleeding?” He asked pointing at my hand.

“Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god.” I ran to the bathroom.

While I was washing my hands in the sink, Josh came in the bathroom.

“Hey. How you doing?” He asked looking at me. “Great just great. What about you?” I responded.

“Oh, I’m cool.” He said and I looked up from staring at my hands to stare at his eyes.

He smiled an innocent smile, he sighed.

“Don’t look at me like that.” He said. I tilted my head to the side and asked

“Which way?”

“Like that. With those eyes.”

“What eyes Josh? Sorry but I won’t stick a spoon in my eyes and pop them out just for you.”

“I didn’t mean it that way.” He took a step closer to me “Y/n. Look I-”

“You?” I questioned.

“You know what is happening between us.” He said.

“No. I don’t.” I lied. Of course, I know. It is impossible to not notice how he stares at me, or how I stare at him. Oh, yeah, we have also slept in the same bed, same couch and same bunk bed once or twice… or more.

“Don’t lie to me. I know you more than you think.” He said.

“Josh. We can’t.”

“Why?”

“Is it not obvious?” I asked and he shook his head, “Josh you’re a/g older than me. I’m just an immature kid and you’re, not the most mature adult, but you’re an adult thinking about important things. I don’t even know what I’ll do with my life after the tour. I’m just a photographer who doesn’t even know what to eat for dinner. Basically, I’m still looking for myself, I’m still trying to understand myself while you’re already sure about your whole life, why would you want to be with a hormonal kid like me? Oh, and what would your fans think about this?” I spoked.

He just stared at me.

“I- I don’t, I don’t know.” He responded.
Josh placed both his hands in my hips. He pulled me closer to him colliding both our lips. I placed my hands in his neck.

This feels so real and perfect and just right.

We separated our lips and he looked at me and said, “I don’t know, and I don’t care. I just want you Y/n. I want your immature comments, your immature actions and I want to be with you and help you find yourself. I just want all of you.”

I took a step back.

“Josh I-” I tried speaking but nothing came out of my mind.
I ran out of the bathroom.
I got out of the venue and called a taxi.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
I asked the taxi to take me to the hotel.
I was laying down in the floor of my hotel room with a soda to my right and chips to my left.
I stared at the fan in the ceiling.
I should be in the concert right now, taking photos, but I couldn’t get up from the floor.
XXXXX 3 hours later XXXXXXXX

“Y/n” I heard from outside my door.

“I know you’re in there” The voice said.

It was Josh.

I sighed.

“Doors open.” I yelled.

I heard the door open and close. Footsteps were getting closer to me.

Josh laid down on the floor with me. I turned to my side and looked at him.

“I’m sorry. Is that I’m just scared.” I whispered.

“I know. You shouldn’t.” He turned to my side and grabbed my hand.

“Y/n I like you. I know you’re younger than me. I know people will talk. The thing is that I don’t care as long as we’re happy. Wouldn’t you be happy being with me? Because I would.” He said.

I closed my eyes and nodded.

I heard Josh giggle. He got closer to me and placed a kiss to my nose.

“Look at me.” He whispered.

I opened my eyes and looked at him.

“Y/n, be mine.”

“I’m yours Josh. I’m yours.”