his threat was empty

Mock up the courage

Bucky x reader

Notes: fluff, just pure fluff. 

A/N: Bucky is tired and needy and just wants to cuddle. (who. fuckin’. wouldn’t?!)

Originally posted by sebastianobrien

If there was ever something more adorable than Bucky being tired or in any way not feeling well, you’d never seen it. Now, the serum made sure he was never not feeling well, but it didn’t help exhaustion after a week long mission with only 2 hours of sleep a day.

This is why he came stumbling into your floor, somehow overriding every security protocol with his left over spy-skills, calling out your name at two in the morning.

Actually, it was more like a drawn out whine.

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Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 5,531

Warnings: smut, oral (female receiving) fingering, this is PWP

Prompt: Sam meets up with the reader at a bar, and neither of them want to go home alone. Both their jobs require them to move around a lot, and sometimes, they get a little antsy and crave the affection of another person. That leads them to Sam’s motel room for one night of pure fun.

You didn’t want, or even need a partner to settle down with. You had grown used to being alone and working alone and doing just about everything alone. But, a girl gets antsy from time to time.

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here’s the thing: it’s just a perfectly ordinary, inconsequential tuesday when jake peralta realises he wants to spend the rest of his life with amy santiago.

there’s no grand revelation or epiphany - it’s not like someone flips a switch and suddenly he can see her walking down the aisle, a vision in white, laughing at him as he fumbles with the rings or his vows and manages to make himself look like an idiot in front of everyone they know.

she’s still amy santiago, his incredible wonderful dork of a girlfriend, still just as beautiful in her favourite pant suit as she’ll be one day in her wedding dress, and still shouting at him from their bedroom about his magnum opus, dirty laundry mountain.

but just like that, as she unceremoniously lobs his teenage mutant ninja turtles boxers at him and tells him they’re going to be late for work, he wants to marry her.

it shouldn’t be that simple. it isn’t that simple, in the end - how can he possibly know in that moment that in precious little time they’ll be torn apart again and he’ll be left with a nothing but a hole in his heart, a prison bunk and two grainy pictures of the love of his life?

but somehow, as he grins at her and she endearingly rolls her eyes, telling him to get dressed, he realises he wants this forever. he wants her, forever, even when she’s muttering empty threats about setting fire to his greatest creation.

(“you clearly don’t understand true art, ames.”) (“shut up and put some pants on, peralta.”)

(little does he know that when he draws her in for a kiss in lieu of apology, she loses all ability to care about how late they already are - and starts making a note to put “marry jake peralta” on her life calendar)

anonymous asked:

RFA members react to mc trying to find out if they are ticklish 🙈

Im low key ticklish to certain people, like some people will get a reaction from me, some people won’t ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ~Madre

•It was a beautiful day outside, birds were singing, the flowers were blooming, Yoosung was in his room playing LOLOL
•Until you got curious
•Was yoosung ticklish???? He seems like the kind of person who would?????
•you made up a small plan in your head and acted upon it
•sneaking up behind yoosung h̶e̶ h̶a̶d̶ h̶i̶s̶ h̶e̶a̶d̶p̶h̶o̶n̶e̶s̶ o̶n̶ t̶h̶a̶n̶k̶ g̶o̶d̶
•you slowly advanced a hand to his armpit and attacked
•the noise he made was that of when you accidentally step on a dogs tail. So like a high pitched whine
•After assaulting his arm pits Yoosungs face was red
•"Mc~ Why did you do that~“ He asked
•You just went back to your spot on the bed and smiled “Testing out a hypothesis.”

•You wanted to know
•Does Jaehee Kang is ticklish???
•Plan one was going to be to sneak up on her, but quickly remembering that she has a black belt and WILL flip you
•You thought otherwise
•So you went with the second best option. Asking her!
•"Hey Jaehee, are you ticklish?“ You asked it out of the blue
•She was confused where the question came from.
•"I probably am. Why did you ask?”
•"It was better than sneaking up on you.“
•You did go to tickle her sides after your statment
•Jaehee’s giggles sounds like an angel

•"Is Korea’s biggest actor ticklish? That is the question I’m going to answer.” You whispered to your phone
•You are currently recording a documentary on if Zen is ticklish or not
•It made you feel like one of those people on animal planet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
•You quietly tip toed to the living room where zen is working out
•"Here we have Zen Hyun in his natural habitat. Doing his afternoon routine.“
•You were behind the couch at this point, your voice getting quieter, currently unaware that zen can still hear you, but being nice he decided to ignore it
•"I must be quiet, for even the slightest sound can make him run away.”
•Skillfully tip toeing from behind the couch you move towards zen only for you to step on a weak spot on the carpet, causing the floor underneath it to squeak in protest
•at that moment you knew, you fucked up
•Zen turned his head to you and smirked before quickly getting up and running to you
•He quickly caught up to you and held you in his arms, kissing every piece of skin he could reach
•with you distracted he took your phone and looked at the camera
•"The wild zen has captured her princess, for disturbing his peace, he will devour her~”
•You didn’t find out if he was ticklish that day

Jumin (sorry for shortness)
•It was an odd thought
•Was Jumin ticklish?
•He’s getting better at showing emotions, even if it’s a little
•Plus you haven’t heard him laugh before
•It wouldn’t hurt to try
•You walked out to his home office, ignoring his questions on why you are in there
•you put your hands at his neck and wiggled your fingers a little
•"Hehe.“ It was a small sound. But as you got more determined you wiggled your fingers faster
•Jumin tries to stop you, but its hard when the love of his life is tickling his neck from behind
•His laugh is deep and loud
•it was hot

•Is he ticklish?
•Can he be tickled?
•Unless you come up with a plan that he won’t know about…
•Saeyoung is hard to tickle, since he is always a few steps ahead of you
•So you made a plan to tickle him when he decides to go to bed
•It took a while to figure out when he goes to bed but it was worth it
•tonite when he got into the bed to snuggle up close, you quickly wrapped your legs around his waist and flipped him onto his back
•He was confused and tired
•while he was trying to figure out what was going on, you started attacking his sides with your fingers
•it was a challenge to keep tickling him, since he tries to squirm away from your assaulting fingers
•but it was worth it to hear his cute little laughs and small empty threats~

anonymous asked:

M and S family with their child telling them they love them for the first time ?


Shu: “You love me? What other sweet words can you tell me?”

Shu is pleased by his child’s declaration of love for him, and he would affectionately pat the top of his child’s head with a warm hand. Never in a million years did he think he would have an adorable offspring that would be willing to tell him how much they love him. It’s music to his ears, so he hopes his child will never stop saying that to him.

Reiji: “You were created by me, so it’s only natural that you say that.”

Reiji chuckles when his child tells him that they love him for the first time, and it makes his heart beat at a slower rhythm. The love and attention that Beatrix did not give to him as a child made Reiji very bitter when he grew up, and he never wanted his child to feel in that way. He’s strict with his child, but that won’t stop him from expressing his love too.

Ayato: “Hehe, of course you love me! I’m the best dad out there!”

Ayato takes pride in his child adoring and respecting him greatly. He’d ruffle their hair playfully and continue to boast about himself, boosting the love his child already had for him. His child see him as their idol, and Ayato is more than happy to take that role from everyone in the world. He’s not afraid to let his kid know that he loves them too. After all, they are Ore-sama’s one and only child!

Kanato: “Don’t ever say you don’t love me because I will love you forever.”

A small and genuine smile is plastered on Kanato’s childlike face and he offers his child a piece of candy in return for their affection. Now that they were older, Kanato interacts more with his child than when they were a mere baby, after the exchange, Kanato makes his child leave him and play somewhere else. He doesn’t want his child to further delve themselves in his happiness.

Laito: “Is that true, my little dove? If so, then Papa loves you more.”

Laito gets into a little “I love you more” fight with his child all the time, and it usually ends with him admitting defeat just to make his child satisfied with the debate. When his little vampire runs off to go and play, Laito notes that he will always love his child no matter what they decide to do. He’ vows to be the father that Karlheinz couldn’t be to him as a kid.

Subaru: “W-What did you just say? I d-didn’t hear it properly…”

Subaru is slightly flustered by his child’s sudden words filled with extreme love and adoration. When his child repeats the words again in an excited way, Subaru would just pull them into a tight hug and refuse to let them go. They were being too cute for him to handle, and he doesn’t know how else to express his love for them except through physical actions. He’ll always love them as well.

Kino: “Hm? Love me? Since when did you learn about that?”

Kino pretends that he isn’t phased by his child words and it almost looks like he brushed them off. When he sees the slight frown forming on their face, Kino would drop the cool act and kneel down to his child’s level, brushing the hair out of their face. He tells them that he will always be by their side in the future, and that’s all his child will ever get from him as an “I love you too.”


Ruki: “If you say that again, I’ll have to increase your studies since you love me.”

Ruki teases his small child with the empty threat of giving them more lectures, and when his child is nearly traumatized by it, Ruki would lightly hit their head with his book and say, “Just kidding.” He likes seeing his child react to things in an interesting way, so it is not rare for him to tease them. He’d walk away with a smirk, knowing his child is staring at his back in shock and awe.

Kou: “Aww! Daddy loves you so much too! You’re so cute, you know?”

Kou is gushing over his child’s little confession, and he can’t help but pinch their cheeks with his fingers. He’s one of those parents that will never want their child to grow up. If he had it his way, Kou would want his kid to remain a sweet little kitten forever. The world is too cruel out there anyway, and Kou will always give them whatever they wanted or needed.

Yuma: “Aww shucks, yer gonna distract me from my garden now!”

Yuma lets out a warm and hefty laugh and he lifts his kid up to have them perch on his arm. He’s so overjoyed to have such a swell and loving kid, and he is grateful that they entered his life. He may not believe in God, but he won’t deny that his kid was a definite blessing to him. Nothing will ever make him change that belief.

Azusa: “Oh…I love you too…my precious…darling…”

Azusa can’t get enough of his child’s candy-coated words. He never wants to forget this moment, and a gentle smiles takes over his face as he sighs in content. He would pat his child’s head and ask them to never leave his side, to which they would reply that they would never even imagine doing such a horrible thing to their dear father. Azusa has his child wrapped around his pinky.

-Admin Yuuzuki

All for me/Peter Pan Smut

Originally posted by pan-imagines-ig

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*

Request:  Okay so what if Emma swan and rumple and everyone want leverage? So they take the reader, pans lost girl, and kidnap her. They bring her to storybrooke. Pan is in love with her and all of the lost boys are protective of her because she’s one of them. She is like the left side of Pan while Felix is his right hand you get what I mean? So anyways Pan and the lost boys decide they’re going to go to storybrooke. Since they’re creepy as fuck haha they’re going to do everything they can to get her back. Meaning they put dream shade all over their weapons and are going to massacre everyone in order to get their lost girl back. So they get to storybrooke in a creepy large group with their creepy cloaks and their weapons covered with dreamshade (arrows axes etc). Also can Pan have a crossbow like the one he had henry use on Felix?

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Headcanon that Shouto talks to himself as a child to fill the silence at home.

-Todoroki household; where most conversations are one-sided and insult-based. Shouto’s brothers are staying with a relative, Fuyumi spends most of her time in the library.

-With no friends, the only thing Shouto has to talk to is either Endeavor or himself. Clearly he knows which is the better option.

-He talks to himself all the time, mumbling meaningless chatter under his breath to fill the suffocating silence. He feels awkward at first but then it’s new noise to his ears and it’s relaxing knowing that his voice is still functioning properly.

-Endeavor notices and drags him to the doctor. Of course Shouto is completely healthy and in full possession of his faculties.

-The following week, Endeavor ups Shouto’s training regime to try beat the vagary out of him. That does nothing except makes Shouto talk even more to himself out of sluggishness.

-The man has to settle for an empty threat when his plan does not work the way he wants. Shouto is to not let anyone know about his abnormality.

-That’s how Shouto comes to love talking to himself at the Todoroki’s household. It makes him feel less lonely and annoys Endeavor to no end.

-He usually keeps his mouth shut at school lest he ends up talking to himself and makes himself even more of an outsider than he is now.

-So when Midoriya dissolves into muttering dozens of time a day and no one really minds, he is baffled beyond belief. Then again, Midoriya is in a different league when it comes to socializing and making people love him and his quirkiness.

-Midoriya’s mutter is at least useful. They are all about quirk and analysis. Shouto’s own is along the line of ‘should I have miso for lunch’ and ‘where are my bloody notebooks I know I put them in the bag’. Useless and odd.

-What comes have to come though. Especially when he lives with his own classmates in the same building. One early morning, while he is searching for his new box of rice tea, mumbling ‘where is the tea where is the tea’ repeatedly under his breath, Uraraka sweeps in in her glorious bedhead and puts his unopened box of tea in front of his face before sweeping back out, yawning all the way.

-He rarely forgets his school stuff so when he does forget, it usually sends him into a mumbling flurry. It happens on one of his provisional hero license extra class, which means the majority of his classmates are sitting in the common room when he flies in and makes a mess looking for his ID card, talking under his breath. He takes three stairs at a time and reaches his rooms in record time. He upturns everything in his room and still no signs of his ID card. The talking now becomes full blown self-cussing. A knock on the door takes his attention to a baffled Midoriya. Shoto glances at his room from his peripheral vision and hides a wince. The state of his room now can baffle everyone.

‘You need something, Midoriya?’ He asks when Midoriya is too transfixed by the upside down state of the room to start.

‘Huh? Oh what, yeah! I mean no! Yes I mean yes. And no. Yes and no?’ Midoriya mutters, blushing profuseldy.

Shouto mentally urges him to hurry up and continues.

Midoriya pulls out Shouto’s ID card and hands it to him. ‘Iida was having everyone ID card to register for a trip yesterday. He is finished so here’s yours.’

Shouto faintly remembers taking the ID from the table and giving it to someone yesterday.

’Thank you.’ He nods to Midoriya, closing the door to his room behind him. He is going to be late if he doesn’t leave now.

‘You’re welcome!’ Midoriya calls after him but he is already on the second floor.

-In hindsight, Midoriya might have been baffled at the fact that Shouo talks to himself rather than the state of his room.

-Midoriya does not say a word about his talking to himself.

-Sometimes Shouto unconciously talks to himself in the presence of someone. They usually ignores him, or in Midoriya’s case, smiles winningly as if he has found a brother in arms.

(the end seems a bit weak to me.)

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Originally posted by jayfatuasian

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AOMG Gang AU // Word Count; 1,897

AOMG x Reader - Angst // Part 2

a/n; this is part 1, idk how long this series will be but I had fun writing it! <3

“Mmm, what a delightful looking snack!” A deep voice sneered while circling your chair in the dim lit room.

“Hello!” You giggled not afraid of the current situation you were in. The male that was circling you stopped behind you and tugged at your hair, forcing you to look at him. The only thing that was visible was the smirk he held over his face, you giggled once more finding the whole situation entertaining.

“You won’t be laughing when we torture you.” The deep voice resonated through the room, causing you to shiver at how deep the voice of the male was and how close his lips were to your ear.

“Threats, empty threats!” You breathed out, your chest rose and fell as you took deep breaths. Your heartbeat quickened and your smile only grew when he growled in your ear, letting go of your hair.

“Do you know who we are?” He questioned in anger that his threats didn’t frighten you. “AOMG a very well known gang, I’ve stolen from you before” You beamed while eyeing the blonde haired man who was now standing in front of you.

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The Hades and Persephone AU no one asked for! 

Iron Flowers

The wards in the Underworld are starting to weaken and Alec has to find the reborn Persephone before it’s too late and Valentine gets out.
But when at-first-glance-mortal Magnus turns out to be the personification of spring itself who doesn’t know his true powers it gets a little more complicated than just restoring the wards in a flash.

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exo ↬ how they'd punish you

anon asked: Can you do a reaction where exo punish you for being a bad girl ( like teasing them too much or making them too jealous)?

⇴ xiumin:

i think minseok would really take to punishing you with over-stimulation with vibrators and dildos, as his very taunting reasoning would always be that “you wanted to be fucked so badly, he was going to give you exactly what you wanted.” you’d have a decided upon safeword, of course, in case he were to take it too far, but he really did like to see how far he could push you without you having to use it.

Originally posted by baozzis

⇴ suho:

since i don’t see junmyeon as a strict dom, his go-to punishment would be something more traditional, like spanking. twenty strikes would be promised. he’d want you to count aloud each time he brought his hand down onto your backside; he would give an empty threat to start over at zero if you missed any numbers.

Originally posted by ky-ngsoo

⇴ lay:

i can’t, for the life of me, see yixing as any sort of dom, let alone a harsh or unforgiving dom. i think, though, that if you were to tease him greatly (maybe somewhere public, i think that that may push his buttons just the tiniest bit), the pace he chose to take with you would be especially quick. sex on these nights wouldn’t be slow and sweet, as sex with yixing would regularly be, but rather fast paced and a little rough.

Originally posted by laynhicorn

⇴ baekhyun:

baekhyun would be really into orgasm denial whenever he wanted to punish you. you’d get to cum eventually but after a great deal of begging, and apologizing for whatever it is you’d done to deserve a punishment. i don’t think you’d be tied up; he’d simply hold down your hips, so that he was in complete control of the pleasure you did and didn’t get. in addition, everything that left his mouth would be playfully teasing, despite the situation.

Originally posted by fy-sexo-exo

⇴ chen:

jongdae would actually enjoy excessive teasing a lot, but if he were to punish you for something else, he’d definitely have fun with it. he’d want you wrists bound together and tied to the bedframe, which would leave you at his mercy alone. as he’s exo’s kinkiest member, he’d use things like menthol rubs on your nipples or pussy lips, enjoying how much you squirmed at the stinging sensation.

Originally posted by you-need-jisoos

⇴ chanyeol:

i can’t see dom!chanyeol punishing you very often, honestly, and when he did, it wouldn’t be anything more than holding a vibrator to you for as long as you could physically take. he’d enjoy it far too much, milking as many orgasms from you as possible.

Originally posted by glamourpcy

⇴ d.o:

similar to junmyeon, kyungsoo would most certainly use spanking as a regular punishment on you. however, he’d be far more unforgiving, and he would keep his promise of starting over if you failed to successfully count all thirty five strikes. afterward, he’d want you to recite exactly what you did, what a dirty girl you were, and also how apologetic you were. he’d want to ensure that you didn’t consider doing it again.

Originally posted by noutsuretho

⇴ kai:

even if you’d managed to coax jongin into a d/s relationship, he wouldn’t be fond of hurting you too much, unless you asked for it yourself. this would be why he would maybe put you on no-touch for a week or so instead, and would do things just to arouse you throughout that period.

Originally posted by jinrinstuff

⇴ sehun:

i see sehun being not only a very strict dom, who’s very easily tipped over the edge of temptation, but also a person who’s very into orgasm denial on the nights he thought you were deserving of a punishment, like baekhyun. the differing factor would be that he’s less playful and more intense. he’s also got a liking for verbally letting you know what a naughty girl you’d been, his favorite words to use being “slut” and “whore.“

Originally posted by weve-all-gone-bonkers

Sterek Recs: Bookmarked (1/?)

I’ve been lacking with my posts, specifically my sterek recs, so I decided I should post all 1,163 (and counting) fics that I have bookmarked on AO3 into a few separate posts.

WARNING: I have been bookmarking almost every sterek fic I have ever read since the summer of 2015. Some of these fics may include side pairings or briefly include Derek and/or Stiles with someone else. I tried to add some tags and warnings here but PLEASE read the tags and or warnings on the fic itself if this is something you do not like. All of these fics are completed. 

How to Win an Argument Without Really Trying by sffan (Explicit - 2.2k)

It started with a kiss.

Well, actually, it started with an argument.

— Tags and Warnings: Underage, First Time, Porn Without Plot

Blushing Pretty by the_deep_magic (Explicit - 3.2k)

Tonight’s the rare occasion when he gets to take Stiles apart, piece by piece, and Stiles – annoying, mouthy, brilliant, gorgeous Stiles – lets him. 

— Tags and Warnings: Porn Without Plot, Established Relationship, Light BDSM

🔒 The One In Which Derek’s Dick Disappears by bleep0bleep (Explicit - 3.3k)

Derek wakes up one afternoon without a particular appendage.

Stiles thinks someone left a very realistic looking dildo in his bed.

— Tags and Warnings: Mildly Dubious Consent, Public Sex, Telepathic Sex

Muffins As A Declaration Of Intent by JenNova (Explicit - 3.7k)

“Top or bottom?” Stiles asks, off to Derek’s right.

“Bottom,” Derek says automatically, not really looking at him. “Wait, what?”

— Tags and Warnings: Porn Without Plot

Stiles, why is Derek Hale passed out on our front porch? by marguerite_26, mothlights (Explicit, 4.4k)

Stiles doesn’t hear the knock on his front door, but he figures there must have been one, because now his dad’s calling out to him,

“Stiles, do you know why Derek Hale just passed out on our front porch?”

Stiles freezes, carton of milk half way to his mouth. He looks around the empty room, wondering if it has any answers. Derek Hale just passed out on his front porch – sounds like one of the signs of the coming apocalypse.

— Tags and Warnings: Spark Stiles, Magical Bond, Hurt/Comfort

With Warmest Regards (Affectionately Yours) by asocialfauxpas (fuzzytomato) (Mature - 5.9k)

House Hale and House Stilinski form an alliance through the betrothal of Prince Derek and Prince Stiles. Having only met once before, they write letters to get to know one another.

— Tags and Warnings: AU: Royalty, Alive Hale Family, background/side pairings. 

Intro To Art For NonMajors by otatop (N/A - 13k)

Derek has one more class to pass before he can finish his degree but he can’t bring himself to give a shit about art. He can, however, give a shit about his professor.

— Tags and Warnings: AU: University, Student!Derek/Teacher!Stiles, Artist!Stiles

an exaltation of larks by llassah (Explicit - 25k)

There are times when he feels as if they could fall into bed together, easy as breathing. If Stiles were not highborn, if he were an omega without connections, Derek would be sorely tempted. As it is, he resists. Derek wants, he yearns, but he resists. Still, the sight of Stiles in his cot is enough to test him, even now that it is familiar. At the end of each lambing season, he sleeps for a week, worn down by months of hard work, of relentless struggle. He doesn’t know how he’ll feel by the time Stiles leaves, how he’ll feel after long days and longer nights spent resisting the insistent tug of Stiles’s scent and the inclinations of his own foolish heart.

All Derek wants is to get through the lambing season with his body and spirit intact. He had thought that the blizzards would be the main danger, not a highborn omega with beautiful eyes and a stubborn streak.

— Tags and Warnings: AU: Historical, AU: Werewolves are Known, AU: Medievalesque Omega!Stiles, Alpha!Derek, Non-Graphic Torture, Mutual Pining

Nothing Short Of Perfect by GotTheSilver (Explicit, 27k)

In which Derek and Stiles are made aware of their potential and have to make a choice about what their relationship will be.

“Let me get this straight,” his dad says. “You’re telling me a witch told Derek and yourself that you could be destined to be together and now Derek will be going to college with you?”

Stiles shrugs, resting his hands on his legs to stop himself from fidgeting. “That’s about it, yep.”

— Tags and Warnings: University, Soul bonds, Getting Together.

By Any Other Name by entanglednow (Explicit - 33K)

He doesn’t know his name, he doesn’t know who he is, and neither does the werewolf he’s on the run with. But he’s pretty sure they hunt monsters, because they seem to be really good at it.

— Tags and Warnings: Angst, Amnesia, Violence

Strike Softly (Away From The Body) by qhuinn (tekla) (Explicit - 34k)

Derek is a bodyguard and Stiles his spoiled, resistant client.

— Tags and Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Build, Enemies to Lovers

The Worst Thing I Ever Did by RemainNameless (Explicit, 41k)

Stiles would say his relationship with Derek is about fifteen percent empty threats, thirty percent sass, ten percent avoiding violence together, and five percent eyebrows.
If anyone asked, he would say the remaining forty percent is mutual orgasms.

It’s a good thing no one ever asks.

— Tags and Warning: AU: Canon Divergence, post 3x03, Underage, Canon Typical Violence, Porn With Feelings, Possessive Behavior, Dubious Consent, D/s themes, Non-Negotiated Kink

 Traces by standinginanicedress (Explicit - 44k)

Derek snaps his fingers and glares into Stiles’ eyes. “You say you’re not the same, but – there you fucking go, acting just like yourself.”

Stiles bristles. “Oh, right. Because you know me so fucking well, don’t you?”

“Better than you seem to think,” he mutters under his breath in response, and Stiles gets even more incensed.

“Pushing me up against walls, shoving my head into steering wheels,” he shrugs his shoulders, glares, “some real heart to hearts we’ve had!”

“Holding me up in eight feet of water when I was paralyzed, nearly cutting my arm off for me to save my life. Doesn’t seem so fucking shallow to me, Stiles.”

— Tags and Warnings: Underage (17), Angst, Body Dysmorphia, PTSD, Kate Argent

our lives are changing lanes by grimm (Explicit - 47k)

There’s a lot of screaming going on inside the first house Stiles visits. He isn’t really worried, because it sounds like kids, but then the door opens and hi, says his dick, because the dude in front of him is gorgeous, built like a god with a face like thunder. Stiles wants to lick that solid jaw line. Hold the fuck on, says his cop brain, because the dude’s got kids hanging all over him; one’s on his back, skinny legs looped around his waist, and another two hanging off one arm, toes barely brushing the ground. There’s a tubby toddler clinging to his leg like a koala, and he’s got a baby tucked into the crook of the one arm that doesn’t have kids hanging off it. Stiles’ mouth drops open.

“How many of those kids did you kidnap?” he asks before he can wrangle his brain into submission.

The man gives him a look that says what the fuck is wrong with you and snaps, “You think I’d subject myself to this on purpose?”

“Oooh,” says one of the kids hanging off his arm. “I’m telling Mom.”

— Tags and Warnings: AU: Werewolves Are Known, Deputy!Stiles, Single Parent Derek, Past Kate/Derek

☆ Sense of Home by siny  (Explicit - 53k)

Home can be a place, but it can also be a person.

After the events with the Nemeton, Stiles starts suffering the consequences of their sacrifice. A journey he attempts to make on his own, but only becomes worse with every step he takes. In the process he seeks comfort in an unexpected place and it draws him toward an unexpected person.

— Tags and Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Hurt/Comfort, Major (Fake) Character Death, Angst, Slow Build, First Time, Happy Ending, Background/Side pairings. 

Move A Mountain by ZainClaw (Explicit - 69k)

Stiles goes camping with his friends in New Mexico after graduation where they befriend a biker gang led by Derek: a guy whom Stiles can’t decide if he will be either relieved or devastated to never see again once their week is up.

— Tags and Warnings: Smut, Angst, Biker!Derek, background/side pairings

Occam’s Razor by MissAnnThropic (Explicit - 74k)

When Stiles goes to sleep, he’s a junior in high school. He wakes up in a world where he’s twenty-four and married to Derek Hale. Stiles just can’t seem to catch a break.

— Tags and Warnings: Angst

☆ Cornerstone by Vendelin (Explicit - 83k)

Suffering from PTSD, ex-Marine Derek Hale moves back to Beacon Hills to open a bookshop and find a calmer life. That’s where he meets Stiles, completely by accident. Stiles is talkative, charming and curious. Somehow, despite the fact that he’s blind, he’s able to read Derek like no one else.

— Tags and Warnings: Blind!Stiles, Marine!Derek, PTSD

☆ No Homo by RemainNameless (Explicit - 84k)

Stiles’ sophomore year starts something like this:
3 FourLokos
+ 1 peer-pressuring cat
- 1 best bro to end all best bros
= 1 Craigslist ad headline that reads “str8 dude - m4m - strictly platonic”.
Derek is the fool who replies.

— Tags and Warnings: AU: University, Internalized Homophobia, Recreational Drug Use (Marijuana), Alcohol, Lots of Safe and Unsafe Sex

🔒 Shatterproof by pyes (Explicit - 90k)

The first time that Derek kisses Stiles, they’re in the Jeep—which is sideways—while they’re trapped in an overpass collapse.

It’s the second time when things really get scary.

— Tags and Warnings: Post 3b Pack, Hurt/Comfort, Injury Recovery, Canon Typical Violence/Gore. 

I Know Where Babies Come From, Derek by DiscontentedWinter (Explicit - 127k)

Stiles finds a baby on the porch.

It looks exactly like him.

Well, this is awkward.

— Tags and Warnings: Underage, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Domestic Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, Canonical Death, Pack Feels, Abduction, Threats of Rape/Non-Con

Little Wild Animal by DiscontentedWinter (Explicit - 131k)

Derek Hale finds a feral human on his pack’s property.
Humans are supposed to be extinct.
But then, Stiles is full of surprises.

— Tags and Warnings: Underage, Feral!Stiles, Angst with a Happy Ending, Background/Side pairings. Fics 2&3 of sterek aren’t majority about Sterek.

Second Time Around - (Taeoh’s  4th Birthday)

Synopsis: Jongin struggles to balance life as an idol and life as a father. His four year old son is growing up and beginning to notice his absence and attempts to find a fatherly figure in your boyfriend, Seunghyun. 

Word count: 5,538

Characters: Kim Jongin a.ka Kai (EXO), Oh Sehun (EXO), Choi Seunghyun (BigBang), Kim Taeoh, and other EXO members. 

Warnings: Eyebrow Shaving, Gum Stuck in Hair, Sehun’s dancing skills, and Taeoh and Kai’s cuteness. 

Part One

Originally posted by kaitty88

Originally posted by lil-duckling

The flight to Paris was horrible. It was ten hours of constant panic attacks from you, Taeoh fidgeting in his seat whining at the top of his lungs that he wanted to get off the plane, then there was Seunghyun who had lost his phone and made all the flight attendants help him look for it because he didn’t have a lock on his phone and had things in it that were not suitable for the public eye. To top it all off, you were sprawled on the bathroom floor of the plan for almost half of the trip vomiting because of altitude sickness.

When the three of you finally got off of the plane you were all half dead and beyond pissed off. You reeked of vomit and had dark circles under your eyes which contrasted your sickly green skin. Seunghyun had bags on every limb of his body and apart from having to hold Taeoh’s hand, he had to half-carry half-drag you through the airport because you were so weak your knees wobbled every time you took a step. Taeoh looked like a train wreck, his usually silk hair resembled a bird’s nest. He had snuck a piece of gum out of your purse and somehow managed to get it stuck in his hair. You were honestly too sick to care.

Seunghyun looks at you then Taeoh before chuckling to himself. “Thank god for masks.”

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Collection One


    Safe for work, yandere
    Kanato, Laito and Ayato, Subaru and Shuu

         You had caught his attention, as he found himself maddened and addicted to you. There could be no other substitute to satisfy that which he craved, as he determined he would own you.

         A suggestion was placed on you, his words trapped within your mind, as it played over and over, and laced itself around you. Whilst your stood frozen, his words had wound an invisible thread around your body, as it left it in a state of paralysis that frightened you. As your body felt like lead, and your words got caught in your throat.
   Kanato chuckled behind you, a soft, low and sinister sound that had a cold shiver that ran down your spine. And yet your body remained still as you shivered within and your senses grew painfully acute. As you listened to Kanato walk closer; his foot steps sounded hollowly throughout the classroom. He taunted you, has he put emphasis on your helplessness against him, as you felt his cold fingertips run just underneath the hem of your uniform skirt.
    A whimper of protest got stuck in your throat, as you wondered why, why did Kanato take this sudden and dark turn.
   "Your eyes are wide with such fear and tears, it’s a rather adorable sight.“ He took pleasure in the trapped torment contained in your eyes, which now served as a window into your emotions. Which you were unable to convey through your voice or actions,
    "It’s just so delightful isn’t it? To be my doll, so helpless and silently unable to flee from me.” He stood in front of you, his pastel violet eyes peered deep into your own, as that drank in the sight of your tears as they gathered and slowly ran down the curve of your cheeks to your chin. Where they dropped onto the floor, as he drew closer and his breath brushed up against your skin, as it gave you chills.
    Kanato’s tongue was wet and soft against your flesh as he licked up a salty tear and caused you to internally squirm and whimper. You had become a prisoner within your own body at the mercy of Kanato’s whims. And as he pulled away and your eyes met his, you pleaded as more tears rapidly ran down your cheeks for him to release you.
    “They got to close to you, everyone has, I can smell their scent lingering on your skin, in your hair and clothes.” The corners of Kanato’s lips pulled down into a frown, before they quickly turned back up, as he reached out his small and slender hand. Which he rested on your cheek, his touch unnaturally cold, as spoke, his voice held a mocked innocence whilst his words delivered something sinister,
     "I’ll dirty you, and mark you everywhere so that the only scent which remains is my own. That’s what want isn’t it? I can see the way your eyes plead for such things.“ Kanato mistook the beg for mercy in your eyes as a plead for him, as his hand ran down unhurried along your jaw to your chin, wet with fresh tears. And ran his hand back towards your throat, where his hand lingered, as he felt your quicker pulse throb beneath his fingertips.
      The thoughts of your blood as it pumped throughout your body, so warm and sweet made his mouth water, as his fangs ached and yearn to pierce your skin. As his threat grew dry and his stomach felt empty,
     "Shall I begin?” He rhetorically questioned, has his fingertips ran down to the bow of your uniform, his thimble fingers undid it with ease as he pulled it away. The silk material ran over your skin, as it taunted you, and you inwardly shuttered, as your breath hitched. As the sharp intake of air created a soft and subtle sound Kanato’s ears picked up on.
    “Your getting just as excited as I am aren’t you? Don’t fret I’ll break you, and I’ll love you, till you so hauntingly, beautiful broken.” So sickly sweet, his words were like poison honey that they seemed to drape onto you and sunk down into your core. As his hand ran down to your shirt, which he begun to unbutton.

Laito and Ayato
         "Little Bitch, Your the one to blame, tempting me with such false innocence. I yearn to see the desired stained woman which is your true nature.“ Laito’s words echoed in the empty school hallway as you bolted, as your legs became weaker with each step. And the blood rushed in your ears has you heard the own painful pound of your heart within your chest. As your breaths pasted your parted, dry lips in short, uneven raspy pants, that your lungs were already starved for. Whilst the air you were able to inhale burned, and your body became overcome by quivers, till your knees locked up and the ground rushed to meet you. As the world around you spun and shook, as images split into two and darkness danced on the edge of your vision,
    "It doesn’t matter where you run, Yours Truly will always find you, your blood calls to me.” Ayato sounded close, as his cocky and rough voice contrasted Laito’s own smooth and playful tone. As you laid on the ground, as their taunts became louder with each seconds that passed, unable to make another move.
   "Nfu, just look at our Bitch-chan, what an erotic look it is for her.“ Laito purred to his brother, his angular green eyes remained fixated on you where you lay collapsed on the floor. With your clothes ripped close to shreds as they barely hung on your frame and exposed the bite marks that decorated your breasts and thighs. As blood still trickled from it and seeped into the shreds of your uniform,
    "Oi she belongs to Yours Truly!” Ayato snapped as he drew closer, and reached down to wrap his hand around your throats so that he could left you from the ground, as he crushed your neck. As your already air starved lungs began to scream as the last bit of air within you pasted your lips in a meek whimper.
    “That’s the face, show me more of it.” Ayato commanded, as his smirk grew to expose his fangs, and your hands twitched to weak to be able to reach yo and claw at Ayato’s grasp. As your eyes began to roll back into your eyes and the darkness closed in, when two arms wrapped tightly around your waist.
     "Carful, brother otherwise our Bitch-chan can’t tell us who she prefers.“ As Ayato’s grasp on your throat loosened at Laito’s words and you gasped, as you took in gulps of air which burned your chest. As a slew of pleads and whispers poured past your lips, which caused Laito to click his tongue in disapproval, when Ayato’s snarled out,
    "What the hell do you mean hentai?!” The sight of you slumped in Laito’s arms enraged Ayato,
    “I mean let’s find out through talking to the Little Bitch’s body to see who she wants more. Nfu~ I can assure you that I can give you so much love.” Laito moaned in your ear, as Ayato pressed himself against you, as he grabbed onto your hips and smirked down at you,
    “I’m the very best so your goi to belong to me, I’ll teach your body to desire only me!” Ayato bragged against your lips which he roughly claimed with his own, and groaned against them as he forced your lips open and tasted you. As you heard Laito’s voice drop, his his hands ran lower,
    “I wouldn’t be so sure about that, now tell us who do you desire the most, Bitch-chan?”

Subaru and Shuu
         Trapped between Shuu and Subaru, drenched in blood that wasn’t your own or theirs, as the memory replayed in your mind. Of the male classmate who had stood to close, their words too suggestive, but it had all been harmless till Subaru snapped the neck of the pour classmate. As their friend walked in to witness the her horrendous act has they heard your scream from within the music room. When Shuu acted quickly and ripped out their jugular, and blood poured and sprayed onto Shuu.
     Subaru quickly snapped,
     "Keep quiet or I’ll snap your neck.“ You placed your hands over your mouth, and muffled your cries, as you took several steps away from the two brothers and tripped over your own two feet. As you stumbled backwards and felt a chair at it pressed against the backs of your knees. When Shuu turned towards you, as his long legs ate up the distance between him and you, his blue eyes fixated on you. As you feel back onto the chair behind you,
     "We warned you to stay away.” Shuu muttered tiredly as he reached out to you and grabbed your wrist. Which he used to pull your body to his, as his arm encircled your waist and kept you pinned to him. Whilst the blood that soaked Shuu’s clothes seemed into yours, as you felt Subaru press against you from behind, his hands found your hips. His grasp tight on your hips as he slipped his hands into your skirt and made it fall down to your feet.
      Shuu’s hands contrasted Subaru’s actions as his hands ran under your bloodied stop, and ripped it, the buttons popped off as the cloth gave away. And fell to the floor, useless, as you became bare, trapped between Shuu and Subaru. Whilst their hands clawed at your tender skin, as they left behind red long marks, that made you yelp and whimper out their name. As you felt them strain against their pants whilst they pressed into you.
     "Now we will destroy everyone that gets too close to you.“ Subaru growled in your ear as he ensnared the outer shell between his fangs, as you shivered and writhed against them, bare and vulnerable. As Shuu groaned has his fingers ran along and snapped down to your hips and between your legs, where he parted them and lifted them up and around his waist. Whilst Subaru pulled away, and Shuu dipped you back, as he lavishly exposed you to his younger brother.
     "You’ll never escape from us ever again.” Subaru smirked down at you as Shuu mumbled,
     "Let’s see how quickly it takes for you to learn who is who.“ As Subaru pulled out a tie from his pocket and placed it over your eyes and blinded you as he lowly growled. His voice heavy with lust as he reminded you, as Shuu lifted your body back up to his own. And you felt Subaru chest against your backside,
    "Don’t you dare utter a single sound.” As his fangs grazed your shoulder, as he taunted you before he sunk his fangs deep into your flesh. Whilst Shuu claimed your lips and muffled your yelp of pain, as he took the chance to taste the inside of your mouth. Shuu moans poured into your mouth as Subaru groaned against your skin and the battle between the two over who would properly claim you first begun.


Taste Me
    Safe for work, expect Shuu, vampire reader
    Shuu, Reiji, and Subaru

    “You mine understand slut?” Shuu growled possessively, his voice rough with pain, as he let go of your waist and reached up to grab you by your hair and pull you away as you whimpered. Whilst his blood dropped from your soft lips and onto his bare chest, as he sat up pushing you onto himself, as your eyes widen and your body quivered at the feeling of him inside of suddenly.
    “No matter where you go, who you play with, you’ll always find yourself back here, tangled up and bloodied with me.” His words echoed in your mind as he pushed you onto your back, separating himself from you just as suddenly has he had joined with you. And whilst Shuu loomed over you with a smirk that showed his bloodied fangs, with the blood that you craved ran down his neck, cover his collar bone. As it reached his toned chest and trickled down before it dripped off of him and onto you. Who was just was bloodied, bruised and bitten that decorated your whole body, as you soft panted beneath him, your eyes darkened by blood thirst and lust that had yet t be quelled as he thrusted inside.
   Shuu filled you, stretched you as his hands found your hips and his drove his fingernails deep into flesh at it set the bite marks that littered your hips aflame. As you reached up and wrapped you arms around him and dug you nails into his backside as you closed your eyes. Whilst your pushed against him meeting his ever thrust deep within, and pushed against your inner wall and making you stomach bulge slightly with each powerful thrust inside of you. As your stomach clenched and you felt yourself tightening around him as his thrusts became more and more erratic, and he tossed his head back and let out a guttural groan of you name. Before he looked down at you, his darkened and hazy eyes meeting yours when his sights wondered down to your bounding breasts.
  “Blood and body, all of it, it belongs to me now, and you will not drink from another person or allow someone else to touch you.” Shuu darkly chuckled as he leaned down, pressing his body against yours, some of his weight causing you to sink into the bed just a little more. As you wrapped your legs around his waist, and racked you nails down Shuu’s backside as he shuttered and gasp.
   "Your my little slut.“ Shuu rasped, as you felt the coil inside of you clench into a tight ball that was minutes away from unraveling into a wave that would drown you.
   "Go ahead, loose yourself only for me.” He urged you, his voice heavy whilst his breath tickled your ear, as it brushed against your skin and made you squirm and it overcame you as Shuu stilled and let out a garbled groan on you name and he fulfilled you furthering your pleasure as it filled you in ways that you could never forget. As Shuu wrapped his arms around you and pulled you up as he fell backwards, pulling you on top of him, whilst the moon had already begun its path lower in the sky and this blood thirst that had driven Shuu and you into a state of madness. Which had been quelled at least as Shuu and you parted roughly, sweat and blood coating your bodies and as you  tried to pulled away, when Shuu’s arms that had wrapped around you waist tightened.
   "I meant what I said, never before have I made these claims and they aren’t false, your my slut.“

         Dark crimson droplets pooled, its color contrasted the pale skin of its host, as it sparkled under the bright light of Reiji’s study. Which gave it the appearance of a glistening jewel, whilst the scent that only Reiji had filled the room and threatened to drive you to the brink of madnesses. As you took in deep quivering breaths, savoring Reiji’s scent as much as his flavor which lingered in your mouth.
    Running your tongue along your bottom lip, as you collected the drops before they could fall, whilst his hazy pink eyes followed its movements, and his breaths became shallow, rough pants. The pleasure of your fangs as they pierced his skin brought him at the edge as he felt that at any moment he would be washed away by an addicting current that coursed throughout his body. It was those fangs which appeared so delicate within your mouth as the tips pressed lightly against your bottom lip whilst you took in the sight of your husband below you, that he found himself yearning for most disgracefully; but his self control was slipping away. As pleads sat on the tip of his tongue, as Reiji no longer trusted himself to speak, but instead involuntary tilted his head back further into the pillow that rested beneath his head.
    Offering himself to you, this was his silent plead for more; that was the only conversation that pasted between him and you; desperate silent communication through ones own body language. As you leaned down over the small blood of blood, dipping your tongue into it as a shiver of delight raced down your spine to between your legs.
    Feeling the torn flesh as the source, as your cold tongue ran over the burning hot skin you felt Reiji shiver beneath you. As you pictured that face of primal pleasure, of his eyes hazed over and unfocused, his lips parted as he panted and he cheeks flushed heavily with heat. And you wondered about the look of desperate desire in his hazy eyes, as you felt his hands grip your hips harshly as he rolled his into yours. Whilst he parted your legs, bringing them high on his waist before he dug his harden length into you.
    Groans, which were both his and yours slipped past your lips as Reiji sought a release whilst your chased the end to the hunger which burned in the pit of your stomach. As you cleaned up the last drop of blood which had pool in that hallow spot just above his collar bone. Whilst every bit of blood that trickled down your throat soothed the ache as you felt Reiji tense up beneath you, his body clenched as he retained any sound and both of you found the prize you sought after. As you pulled away and stared at Reiji who laid beneath you,
    "Have you had your fill yet?” Reiji struggled to compose his voice and keep it steady against the lack of control he felt among the pleasure that filled him. As he watched the corner of your lips curl into a smile, something he would do anything to see, not that he would ever allow you to know that.
     Reiji sat up as he reached up and grabbed your chin and held it still,
     "I believe it’s my turn to devour you.“ Composed, his voice came out smooth and cool, as he watched the control you held moment ago drain as he chuckled,
     "Did you believe you withheld any control over me, I’ll have to train you better to know your place.”

     Driven into madness as the full moon rose higher into the night’s sky, where it would soon reach it’s peek. In which it would deliver Subaru and you into a truest state of vampiric being. As your throat burned and your stomach felt painfully empty, whilst the scent of Subaru’s blood beckoned you. And even though he and you lacked the warmth of human prey both had become addicted to the intoxicating and unique flavor of each other. So on this night you formed a connection with him that was formed from blood and fangs whilst hands caressed, clawed and grasped each other’s sweat covered bodies.
     Sinking your fangs into Subaru’s soft skin just beneath his collar bone and it burned him, giving him a dull ache that had him groaning as his eyelids slipped shut and he tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck. Which was already riddled with bite marks that had blood which had trickled from them creating a rather macabre sight, as the blood had soaked into his blood curls and stained the pillow beneath Subaru’s head. While you dug your nails into his sides, creating crescent moon shapes as you began to rack your nails down to his hips while in the depths of your carnal bloodlust. As Subaru’s hips arched into yours from the pain and he quivered beneath you, and his own grasp on your hips came close to bone crushing. And blood seeped through his finger from the bite marks he had given you with animistic hunger that had only be slightly slated.
  Letting go of your hips with one hand, he reached for the wrist of one of your hands that’s him grasped painfully as he growled and groaned. As he lift your hand up to his lips whilst you pulled away, running your tongue along your bottom lip collecting drops of blood. As your cheeks flamed with a soft muted heat that felt strange to you as you felt his cool blood trickle down your throat soothing it as it filled your stomach.
   Groaning his name softly as Subaru had lifted your hand to his lips, which were lush and soft as he brushed against an old and fading mark. His fangs scraping over the mark taunting you as you body tensed and your lips parted with a soft stuttered gasp as your bottom lip quivered and your eyes fluttered shut. As he sunk his fang in, ripping through the old and nearly healed wound, the sensation of your flesh giving away and breaking from the tips of his fangs as they plunged into your skin was agonizing with a sweet undercurrent of pleasure.
   You heard Subaru moan heavily as your cool blood flooded his mouth, and coated his tongue as it ran down his throat and soothed the ache. As he drove his fang in deeper growling as he did, whilst you lean down your breath fanned against his bloodied neck as you lightly breathed on his neck. Before you sunk your fang in which were already a light shade of pink from his blood, which now slowly filled your mouth as you drunk a mouthful whilst he lightly tended beneath you as he pulled away from you hand which he let go. As you reached up to run your hand through his blood matted white locks. Whilst he ran his hand down to your butt which he roughly gripped, his nails digging into your soft skin before he ran his hand down to your thigh which he lifted up to his waist, parting your legs. When you pulled away, and ran your tongue along the bite marks making them sting as Subaru grunted and you picked up the blood as you pulled on his soft locks.
    “Damn it, I want more of you.” Subaru growled


Wash Room
    Not safe for work
    Ruki, Yuma, and Azusa

         A moment spend with in the bathroom had turned naughty.

         Leaning over the sink, spatting the foamy toothpaste into the sink, the running water washing it away.
    “Livestock, your giving your Master a lovely view.” Ruki spoke from behind, his voice a low and predatory purr, perfectly design to calm his prey till it was too late and he was already devouring it, bit by bit. Stalking closer, till he stood pressing up against you, his hands finding your hips and slipping his finger into your waist band. As chills spread throughout you as your froze, unsure before hesitantly standing up. Feeling his chest pressing against your backside, his cold temperature contrasting pleasurably your warm one, which was growing increasingly hotter. As your thoughts became a slew of jumbling ideas of where Ruki was leading this too, but by the thick ad harden length of him resting against your backside, it’s becoming clear.
    “For that I’ll reward you, remember always please your Master.” Breathing into your ear, his words low and raspy, as your heart became to throb, and the heat boiling between your thighs became nearly unbearable.
   "Your becoming so warm so quickly, your body already knows and desires me so well.“ Slipping your pajama bottoms and panties slowly down over you, the material running down causing your breath to hitch. Instinctively leaning forward, whilst Ruki gave a gentle and soft moan, as your panties and bottoms resting just between your butt
    "Livestock,” Ruki ran his hands slowly up your butt, grasping it softly and watching as it spill between the parting of his fingers. “Your so soft and warm in my hands.” Teasing you, before pulling his hand away, your body growing tense waiting for the incoming slap.
   Chuckling and reaching down to the part between your thighs, his cool fingers brushing lightly against your wet warmth. Grasping in surprise, and pushing against Ruki fingers making them slip between your wet fold. Collecting your honey his fingers before moving his fingers up and ghosting gently over your bundle of nerves. Your body relaxing and melting in his hand, whilst slowly rolling your nub in circles, as the pressure became greater with each passing second.
    “Is this all it’s going to take to make you come undone?” Taunting you as the warmth of your body growing in embarrassment and lust. Light protests slipping past your lips, with a mixture of pleas for more, when a sharp and sudden stinging pain came coursing throughout your body. Riki’s hand coming in contact with you, pleasure instantly joining it with Ruki thrusting his fingers deep into you. Sending you on a crashing course making you come undone so suddenly.
    Your body locking up from the sudden onslaught, Ruki’s name falling from your lips as a loud moan. A smirk playing with Ruki’s lips,
    “Do you want more?”

           The shower wall is cold against your chest, as it’s shocking temperature teasing your nipples as the became hard. Their sensitivity growing with ever brush against the cool tile from every harsh jerk your body gave forward and against the wall. From Yuma’s rough pounds inside of your warmth, the sight of your smaller body jerking and pressing into the wall, jolting with his thrusts spurring him. Causing him to become rougher, Yuma’s hips flexing shoving himself erratically, his stomach becoming tease and taunt while coming closer. This is his greatest turn on, your body helpless and meek on his length.
    “Ya growing so tight around me, as I pound deeper into you. Do you like being my toy, huh?” Grunting and reaching out to grasp your hair, pulling you back toward him and forcing your back into an arch. Whilst wrapping an arm around your waist, before running his hand up to your bouncing breasts and grasping them, his nails digging into the soft flesh. As he let go of you hip, placing his hand on the shower wall which he was pushing you on.
    “Sow ya going to cum again on my cock.” Ordering brashly and crudely, before gasping out, “I’m going to fill ya up, but ya going to like that aren’t ya, to have my cum deep inside of you and dripping out of you. Ya a dirty sow aren’t you?” Squirming on him because of his words whilst begging for it, and light pushing against him.
    Groaning at the feeling of you clenching around him and writhing, Yuma let go of your hair, grasping your tight, which is tight enough that it is going to bruise within a short matter of time. Lifting your leg and nearly crushing you against the wall, and groaning loudly, while finding his end and triggering yours. Both and you froze, the warm shower water beating down on his and your’s body.
    Pulling away, the cum that mixed inside of you spelling out and dripping past your lips, trickling down your leg and mixing with the water.
    “I’m not nearly close to being done with ya yet, sow.” Warning you, as you worn body had already slumped in his arms, your chest expanding and contrasting with panting short breaths. The warning and lust in his voice sending a soft shiver throughout your body even under the warm water.

         Running your hand up and down Azusa’s length, his pre-cum washing away with the shower water cascading over him and you.
   "Eve….faster please.“ Begging, his voice trembling, your fingers lightly grazing his balls, causing Azusa’s cock to twitch in your hand. A tremor running through his body, and a moan filling the air along with a whimpering plea.
   Running your hand up to his tip and squeezing him lightly, forcing a white pearl of cum forming on Azusa’s tip. Tempting, your mouth watering eager for his flavor; getting down on your knees, just outside the spray of the water. His body shielding your his eyes focusing on you, peering up and meeting his eyes from under your eyelashes. The sight before him inviting, reaching out and tangling his fingers in your hair.
    "Please.” Whimpering whilst remaining at your mercy, your hot tongue running over his tip and sending another tremor through his body. Causing him to toss his head back, as another brazen groan of pleasure of,
    “More…take more of me into…your mouth.” Sliding Azusa in slowly, taking him bit by bit and enveloping how cool length inside of you as he writhed at how hot it is in your that.
     "I’m burning…inside your mouth.“ Pulling at your hair and thrusting himself deeper into your mouth, feeling you choke and gag on him. And staring down at you, as he was deep within down to his balls, the sight becoming overwhelming.
     Pulling out and thrusting back inside of you, slowly and gentle going down to the very hilt. Groaning at the feeling of your throat clenching in a gag around his tip; his thrusts remaining slow, lavishly pleasuring himself with your mouth. One of your hands resting on his hips, feeling it flex and tightening beneath him, while cupping and softly squeezing his sensitive balls, bringing him closer to his release.
     "I’m going…to cum inside…of your mouth.” Warning you moments before he tensing up, and tossing his head back once more, whilst burying himself in your mouth. Thick cum shooting down your throat, as soft gasps filling the air, his gasp on your hair growing loose.
     "Thank you…eve.“


Innocence Lost
  Angst, warning: the brother’s pasts
  {Child} Shuu, Reiji, Ayato and Kou

         There were times when the nights became too long, their black expands stretching on into forever; never ending. And thoughts which have been hidden behind barriers within his mind came crumbling down as a trickle became an out pour flooding his mind. Seizing and consuming him, as it spread throughout his body like poison; bringing with it all his demons that he could no longer outrun.
    Everything came crashing down.

         The blazing fire surrounds him, their flames arching towards the pitch black and starless sky, blocking it out and creating a roof of fire which threatens to come crashing down at any giving moment. As the heat builds and Shuu’s skin begins to bead with droplets of sweat the slowly trickle down his forehead and into his wide blue eyes. Which reflect the dancing flames before him, as the sweat stings his eyes. While blinking against it, his body tensing with the fear coiling in his belly like a cool heavy stone, as every part of him grew immobile and heavy. When every came crashing down, the fire taking a plunging drive towards him. Cause his frail small body to collapse onto the charred and blackened earth below.
  Curling into a shivering ball, his small thin arms wrapping around his legs, his slender fingers clutching at his pants in await of the steering agony of the fire. As it would eat away at him till he gave away to death; trickling tears became blinding till Shuu could no longer bare it, closing his eyes against the sight before himself. Then everything grew cold, the roaring of the flames fading away, the grass beneath him becoming soft and lush. And the scent of smoke filling his nose became nothing as Shuu breathe clear crisp air.
  "Shuu!” The voice calling out to him filled with panic and agony, seeping down into Shuu’s core and bringing with it a dreadful cold. Which is as frightening as the searing hot flames licking at him from all round.
  Opening his eyes, his breath catching and knotting in his throat painfully, his attempt to swallow it down futile. As the sight the before his large, rough, deep blue eyes burning into his young mind of Edgar’s charred blacken corpse. Of just bits of meat clinging to red and black bones, Edgar’s head facing Shuu, his empty sockets accusing him. The words dancing in his mind in a vicious and mocking chat.
  “You didn’t save me.” The first chat, “You are too weak, too worthless.” These words following sharply on the first chat’s trail, “You watched me suffer.” These words jumbling up with “You watched me die.” The words becoming interchangeable with one another, as the chats grew in volume and speed, tripping over one another turning into a pounding scream within Shuu’s skull. While driving deeper with a sharp stab of pain to his chest.
  Sitting up panting, Shuu’s face sticky with tears, his blonde curls damp and clinging to his neck, forehead and the side of his face. Lifting up a hand to his aching throat, while his scream echoed in his mind, the words from his nightmare a whisper at the back. Ones that will forever haunt him, lingering waiting for the chance to attack him once more with an even greater vengeance than before.
  No one is coming to comfort him, because no one cared. The dawning realization carving deep within Shuu, that he is truly all alone. But that it is better this way, to distance himself and stop caring this way he could never feel the pain of their absent, or the gnawing guilt that it’s his fault their gone.

         The hallway is dark and cold, seeming to stretch on forever in front of him as his light footsteps softly echoing throughout the corridor. Reiji’s breath hanging in the air as a tangible fog in the air lingering before fading away, only to return with his next breath. As the looming walls breathed with him, their mass expanding and contrasting around him. With their eyes fixed into the elaborate pattern looking down at him, with their soft whispered taunting and teasing him with words he couldn’t decipher.
    Reiji’s feet shuffling unwillingly with a strong compulsion from fear propelling him forward. The darkness cascading behind him, consuming everything. Threatening to consume him if he didn’t keep moving forward. As the hallway finally came to a stop, with a door that was cracked open, light pouring out from it. Giving a soft and light glow, as laughter, musical and warm, came drifting out with the light.
     A chill reaching out towards towards Reiji, breathing down his neck and slipping under his nightwear shirt. Chills spreading down his backside, creating goosebumps along his back making Reiji shiver. Wrapping his arms around himself, an attempt to fend against the pressing heavy chill consuming him whole. As black goo came dripping from the ceiling, it’s touch sending an sharp, ice cold pain throughout his body. While Reiji’s chest grew tight from the pain, as the black goo welled up around his feet becoming a thick and sticky pool that only growing higher and higher on his legs. Causing the panic and fear to bubble up within a Reiji mixing in with a choking desperation. Bring stinging tears to his eyes, welling up and spilling over in despite of his rapid blinking to clear them away.
  ‘I shouldn’t break, I must not break.’ Think desperately to himself, his chest expanding and contrasting with short gasping pants. As the goo around him grew even higher and the rapid dribble of the goo from the roof became an heavy outpour.
   Swinging open at the end of the hallway, the door is open wide before Reiji whose eyes grew wide at the sight of his Mother cuddling Shuu to her chest. Her hand running through his blonde hair which was like her own, with her bright blue eyes which she shared with Shuu staring down at her her treasure. As the whispering around Reiji became a harsh, thunderous cackle.
     "They don’t want you, they don’t need you.“ Singing among the rasp of laughter, adding as a cruel punchline, "Your nothing more than a mistake.” The words clean and crisp, throbbing inside his head; opening his mouth to call out to his Mother and Shuu his cries falling on deaf ears.
    Clawing wildly at the blankets surround him and smothering Reiji, kicking them off himself and sitting up. His vision blurry without his glasses, but he could still see an image suiting of himself in the vanity on his dress across from his bed. The blurry image of himself reflecting to his large eyes the imperfections keeping him from not only his Mother’s but everyone’s attention. From everyone’s affection and love, he is fading into the back ground soon to be forgotten if he makes one mistake, he knows he is going to slip into worthlessness.
   "I’ll prove my worth, becoming someone perfect who never makes a single mistake.“ Whispering to himself softly, his words hanging in the air of his room. This way he will always have worth.

         Sinking deeper under the water’s surface, the eyes of his Mother and two younger brothers staring down at him. Then eyes cold and unfeeling as the corner of their lips pull into a scowl of disappointment in Ayato. Before they turn around and walk away leaving Ayato behind drifting, falling to the bottom of the lake. Whose cold water sends a sharp and agonizing needle point pain piercing his entire body. With his Mother’s words echoing in his mind, twisting and fizzling out into one repeating word,
    'Useless, useless, useless…useless.’ Ayato’s body growing heavy as the horror sinking down heavy in the pit of his stomach. Whilst he began trashing, his limbs displacing and splashing the water around him as he breaks the surface for only a moment. His mouth opening up for a greedy and gasping breath of air, his cries rushing out garbled as his green eyes growing at the sight of his family’s backside, walking away from him. Leaving him to the mercy of the murky and muddy water’s whose arms grasping at his ankles pulling him down and under. The water crashing down on him filling up his mouth and rushing into his nose into his throats and lungs. His small body convulsing in his suffering, as the dawning realization that this is now his grave.
    Filling up with water, the murky darkness surrounding him as his trashing came to a stop and his body became paralyzed. As the growing darkness around him began to press closer and closer, wrapping cold fingers around him. His body finding it’s place at the bottom among all the other boys and girls who are as useless just like he is.
    Panting and gasping out pleas for help as while laying immobile under the thick covers of the blanket. Two wide purple eyes peering curiously down at him, Kanato clutch in his Teddy growing tighter. And upon sitting up, his eyes scanning the bed behind Kanato, taking note of Laito’s absence just as is has been most nights, tonight was no exception.
     His brothers they have value according to their Mother, while he is worthless, failing at every task she has given him. It is not enough, he needs to be better, to prove himself, to be number one and perhaps even earn the his place to live. So everything he did from this day forth will be the best, and no one will be able to deny his worth, and he would not find himself at the bottom of the lake cold and unloved.
    "I will be number one.” Declaring aloud, his words falling deaf on Kanato’s ears who was tending to his bear. Causing anger to bubble within Ayato, “Do you hear that Kanato I will become the best!” Snapping, and thinking to himself of ever way he could come out on top forever more, as a small sense of pride swelled within his chest, but even right then Ayato knew it was false. But it wouldn’t matter if he became the very best.

         Screams ripping his throat only to turn into a pitiful gargle at the rising bile filling his threat and spilling past his lips, splashing onto the floor. His chest heaving and convulsing, his body giving into trembles and cold sweat tickling down his back, seeping into his shirt. Which is composed of rags stitched together, with rips and tears reveling cuts and bruises that marked his flesh.
   Laughter from the shadows arose around Kou, their voices a vicious mockery in the delight at his torment. The urge to run compelling his fragile body to move and rip out of the surrounding mass of darkness composing of shadows and jabbing laughter. With its hand reaching out at him ripping at the clothes and exposing skin, their nails skin and ripping. Sending another spasm of agony racking his already withering body.
     Ripping away, taking another step sharpened needles which blanketed the floor piercing into the soles of his feet, tearing the flesh to shreds. His knees locking at the new type of pain crashing into him like a wrathful wave of the ocean, sweeping him away and down into it’s depths.
      Falling to the ground, the needles piercing through his clothing, and spears throughout him. As the darkness came crashing down on him, wet and slimy wrapping around him. It’s fingers poking prodding, ripping and degrading, plunging into his stomach; meet ripping away from meet, his body offering little resistance.
    Kou could feel it wrapping around his heart, soul, and his very will crushing it, their laughter growing in volume, threatening to bust his ear drums. While worming and imprinting itself into his mind, which he could feel breaking apart at the seams. With only one thought remaining before he broke away,
   'Nightmare, or reality?’ He could no longer tell, the two fusing into a never ending mass of terror, always remaining like rocks inside his stomach, and dancing inside his mind, with a pointless wondering of what new horrors are waiting. With every day bringing a new fear and pain, piling into the day before, promising to crush Kou under its weight. With eyes peering out at him, watching, waiting, enjoying the life fading from the one eyes he had left. It’s a never ending dance closer and closer to death, with the rules being giving and receiving, and giving the only thing he could ever keep, his body.
    “Kou, Kou.” Over and over a voice calling his name out to him, the gentle shaking stirring and taking him away from the plaguing nightmare of sleep and into the nightmare of reality. With light grey, stormy eyes, peering down at him, Ruki and behind him standing are Yuma and Azura. Their eyes on him, their lips set in a firm line, and their body tense with worry. As tears came rushing to his one eyes, trickling down his cheek.
     Bolting out of bed and wrapping his arms around all three of them, who have become his brothers, a family he never thought he would have. This is what the world gave to him for the pain he is paying in, because that is how this world around everyone works, giving and receiving.


who would win: junkrat, spongebob, or tigerstar


  • is the tallest, standing at 6′5
  • knows explosives and can build / place bombs with ease
  • is VERY erratic and unpredictable
  • will fight anything
  • is australian
  • probably has eaten trash before
  • wears tattered up shorts w/ no shirt even in snowy settings so he clearly doesnt give a fuck about life


  • is a karate master
  • can regenerate limbs w/ ease
  • is a professional fry cook whose constantly dealt w/ a shitty boss for years and years
  • was sold for 62 cents so his life has been hardened and he knows pain
  • is always optimistic and believes in the power of friendship
  • can create fire underwater so he clearly can do just about anything he fucking wants to


  • ALWAYS is coming back 2 fuck w/ everyone, even after hes long dead and gone
  • a trained thunderclan warrior
  • has received nine lives from starclan
  • has ‘unusually long’ front claws so he obviously has a useful weapon
  • can walk through dreams so he can haunt his opponents w/ empty threats for as long as he wants to
  • is british
  • will fight anyone

CONCLUSION: junkrat lays down explosives. spongebob skips through them, regrowing any limbs he loses bc hes a sponge. tigerstar dies immediately nine times over but comes back later after spongebob has successfully delivered an intense karate chop to junkrats neck. tigerstar haunts spongebobs dreams which raises the question…..who really won

Im Yours | Part 6

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader

Rating: Drama, Angst, Smut, Fluff

WARNINGS: Language, Eventual Violence, Lots of Smut Later on

‘What do you mean Pavliukov is in town. Tell me you did not interrupt my night with y/n to play a stupid trick.’ Jaebum yelled at the men who already sat around the table in his home conference room.

All the boys looked at one another and pressed their lips together, wishing they were joking about the notorious Russian leader of the Bratva mob snooping around their city. He was ruthless and just as ugly on the inside as he was on the out. There was always talk about him randomly showing his face in Seoul since Jaebum had taken over for his father but they started years ago. They thought the threat was empty at this point.

“We were given a tip that he was at Park’s club uptown. We’ve found out he’s pushing drugs, trying to expand his business.’

‘On my turf?’ Jeabum said softly, eyes exploding with anger. 'On my fucking turf!’ He then screamed, slamming his fist on the table and making everyone jump at his sudden outburst.

'We’ve become aware that he finds you weak since he knows nothing about you. His father was scared of yours but he knows nothing about you. Nothing to make him stop.’ Mark said after a few minutes.

'The good news is Park respects us enough not to go through with the offer Pavliukov gave him. He had one of his men assure us that he wouldn’t break the trust he had with you in hope that you would help protect him if the Bratva clan came for him. Jaebum rolled his shoulders and relaxed a little.

'Send him my word, and thank him for staying true. It won’t go unnoticed.’ He said nodding.

'What do we do about the Bratva, Boss?’ Jackson asked, leaning forward onto his elbows.

'Keep an eye on him. Every time he does something I want to know about it. I want to know when he blinks. I want to know when he breaths, when he shits. Jinyoung, send a message to Choi and Howan, make it very clear they are either with us or against us. Nothing in between. I don’t know if Bratva are going to be reaching out to anyone else but we can’t let them even consider it.’ Jaebum said. He looked around at all the boys and hit the desk with his fist one more time before storming out of the conference room.

You hadn’t been able to sleep all night, Jaebum having to up and leave your couch at midnight due to a frantic phone call left you worried. As BamBam came to pick you up the next morning you couldn’t help but think something was wrong. His normally goofy smile was replaced by a pressed grimace and he seemed to look at you a little longer than usual. You tried making conversation with him but it wasn’t worth it, he just kept ignoring you. Thankfully as you walked in the house, no one else seemed to be in the same piss poor attitude.

The only thing missing was Jaebum. Jackson let it slip that he was working upstairs but every time you tried to make you way up to see him you were stopped either by a slight shake of Jinyoung’s head or Jackson’s hand wrapping around your arm to bring you back. You didn’t like that you weren’t able to go see him, but something told you that as bad as you wanted to see him, today was just not the day.

“I tried something new today. Cured kingfish with bok choy and dashi dressing.’ You said with a sad smile as you placed the dish on the long table surrounded by all the boys. Except for Jaebum that is.

You wanted to sit and enjoy the meal with them but it was just to weird. You didn’t feel comfortable anymore eating without Jaebum sitting next to you. You made your way back into the kitchen and began to clean, might as well get everything you could done before BamBam came to take you home. You couldn’t help but huff as you washed out the pots you used. You were getting jittery and even though it had only been two weeks you craved to hear Jaebum’s laugh and feel his arms around you again.

You huffed once more and dropped the pot, the loud bang startling you out of your thoughts. Even though no one was around your cheeks still reddened in embarrassment, but after a few minutes when no one came running you picked it back up and continued to scrub. You jumped again when a pair of arms wrapped around your waist and a head pressed against your shoulder. You didn’t have to look down to know who the arms belong to, the smell of his cologne alone was enough confirmation for you to know.

"Ive missed you.” He said deeply, squeezing around your waist tighter.

“You’ve been busy. I understand.” You said turning and wrapping your arms around his neck. “Im just glad I got to see you at least once today.”

He smiled and brought his hands up to cup your cheeks, squeezing slightly before dipping his head down to kiss you. But before your kiss could deepen the sounds of chairs scrapping and footsteps coming towards the kitchen. You groaned and pulled out of his kiss, turning to the boys who all filed into the kitchen.

“I have to go back to work, but ill try and come see you tonight, alright?” He said kissing your cheek. You nodded and BamBam caught your eye.

“Leave in 10?” He asked handing his plate to Yugyeom.

You nodded and turned back to Jaebum, placing a kiss on his lips and making him smile slightly before you turned to start packing your things up, your knives now cleaned and your apron already wrapped up. All BamBam did when you turned to him was nod and start to walk out the kitchen. You looked back to Jaebum with eyebrows pressed together.

“Were all just a little uptight today.” He said as the two of you walked out of the kitchen. He held onto your hand until you found the door and your eyebrows pressed again.

“Are you sure nothing else is wrong with BamBam?” You said as you watched him walked around to the other side of the car and get in.

“I got after him right before he went to get you, he might still be mad at me.” He shrugged, stopping in front of the door.

“Ill se you later tonight?” You asked softly turning to him.

“Ill call you I still have some things to do.” He said kissing your cheek and opening the door for you.

The ride back was just as awkward and although the feeling of Jaebum’s lips on your cheek lingered you couldn’t stop thinking about BamBam. Your eyes looked over to him more than once, his eyes were cold and looking straight head. Clearing your voice you rubbed your hands together and looked from him to the driver and then back to him.

“Okay seriously, what is wrong with you. Did I do something wrong?” You asked turning your body towards him. His lips pressed together and he turned to look out the window, still ignoring you. “BamBam I’m serious. What is wrong?” You asked reaching for his hand.

He looked at you and his eyes were burning. Something covered his face for half a second but it was gone long before you could read what it was. His head shook but to your surprise his eyes met yours again and he sighed.

“Im sorry I didn’t mean to-”


There was a ringing in your ear and you had no control over your body. Eyes blinking your heart began to race as they weren’t getting any clearer. You tried to rub your eyes but something around your wrists pulled and you groaned as the pressure tightened. Thats when you realized there was something holding your hands together and something covering your eyes. Your heart began to race, panic setting in so fast your head began to spin.

Struggling you began to cry, not sure if you should scream or keep quiet. You pulled your wrists away again but the ropes just tightened even more. Tears streamed faster as you tried to turn your head to the side to see if you could get the bag off of your head but the feeling of something tightening around your neck made you gasp in surprise and stop. You turned your head the other way and let out a sob as there was another tightening feeling. The only thing that wasn’t tied together were your ankles but you weren’t dumb enough to try and move them.

As hard as you tried to calm  yourself down you couldn’t contain the panic that was rising in your chest. The fact that you couldn’t do anything about it made the panic even worse. If you moved, you strangled yourself and if you didn’t… well you didn’t even know what would happen. You had no idea what was going on.

Thats when the sound of a parade of footsteps echoed. Your ears perked, they seemed to be on the other side of a wall which meant you were in a room, and by the fact that you were now half laying on the flood, the room was all concrete. The sound of a door opening made you jump again and the ropes tightened around your neck even more causing a sharp gasp to leave your throat as you tried to move in a way to cause a slight slack.

You jumped and yelped out of fear when something kicked your feet to the side.

'You said she love for Im?’ A husky voice said in english. There was a pause and then a slow, deep, hair curling laugh was admitted. 'Ah, she very cute? Maybe be my love.’ The voice made you whimper and then grunt slightly when a strong hand gripped your chin as the bag was ripped off of your head.

'I bet you sound very pretty in bed.’

Your eyes darted back and fourth as a fat scruffy man chuckled again slowly, his alcohol coated breath making you need to throw up. Tears ran down your face, you still had no idea what was going on but all that you did know was it wasn’t good. You tried to look to the side but the strong hand on your chin tightened, shaking your head vigorously to make you look back at him. Your bottom lip trembled but you tried your hardest not to let out a sob. Finally, when a man to your left whispered something in Russian his hand let your chin go. You head fell forward harshly making the ropes tighten faster than you realized they would. Your breath became staggered, hard and rapid as you choked for air, the feeling of the oxygen leaving your head causing your throat to burn.

'Take off so poor girl can breath.’ The man said and instantly the feeling of the ropes loosening around your neck. You gasped for breath as you fell forward, your body heaving as you tried you slow your body down, you’re face all but pressed to the floor at your hands still tied behind your back made it impossible to prop yourself up.

“Whats happen-” Your question was cut off by a sharp blow to your stomach, sending you across the floor with a loud groan.

'You speak when spoken to, bitch.’

You couldn’t help the body curling sobs that were leaving out of your body, the pain that now struck your side making it even harder to breath. Your eyes opened slowly, trying to blink away the mascara that had seeped down into your eyes when something caught your attention. Right in front of you were a set of shoes, a set of shoes that were far to familiar. Painfully you rose your head taking in the red suit. You didn’t even have to get past the knees to know who it was, but your head continued to raise until you were looking at him in the eyes. There was so much hate in his eyes it seemed like and your heart broke. How could he hate you. How after all the time you two had spent together, all the advice and the love he made you feel, how could he do this to you.

“BamBam.” You cried earning you another blow to the ribs. You endured this blow, your eyes not leaving his as he watched you hissed in more pain.

“Now what.” He spat, his eyes not leaving yours either.

“Now we wait. Let Im come to us. Then? I Kill him. Take over his reign.” Your eyes widened and you tried to move but the pain in your side made you grunt.

“I think, princess, That its time to tell who is your boyfriend.” The man said squatting in front of you, taking your chin once again. “Who you think is Im Jaebum? Hmm? Business man?” He said with a deep chuckle.

“Im Jaebum is bad, bad man.”

“Fuck you.” You spat, how could he say that. You groaned again as he let go of your chin to slap your face.

“You know nothing stupid girl!” He scram, spit flying out of his mouth.

“You think he just sit in tower all day? Talking on phone and signing paper?” His voice rose before dipping into a scary chuckle again. “No, Im Jaebum kills. He kills everyone who say no to him. If you make him mad, you die too.”

“How you not know Im Jaebum is big mafia boss, little little girl.” He smiled meanly. “But me? Im much, much more mean.”

Your eyes moved back to BamBam and you could have sworn his eyes softened for half a second, but the moment it registered that you were looking at him he stiffened. Your eyes watered again, anything that being said to you about Jaebum didn’t matter. It wasn’t registering. All that was, was the fact that you were laying there, hands tied behind your back while a Russian man punched you around with the person you had been the closest with watched.

“I have to get back before Jaebum finds out I’m gone.” BamBam said suddenly, his voice making you jump.

“BamBam please.” You whispered, your body shaking now in fear of being alone with this man. “BamBam don’t leave me here, BamBam. BamBam!” You screamed as he walked away without looking back, the door slamming behind him.

The feeling of your hair being pulled back to force you to sit back made you scream, your side bursting in pain, your eyes zoning in on the pool of blood that started to stain the concrete.

“I come to have fun with you later. Just wait.” He growled in your ear before letting your head go so you fell onto the ground, this time the impact a bit to much as you lost the strength to fight back as he stepped over you and out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

I Just Called To Say

Wonho | Fluff | WC: 1.7k

Originally posted by wonhontology

But what it is, is something true
Made up of these three words that I must say to you

“I love you.”

You blink slowly, trying to process the words you just heard. Moving the phone away from your ear, you squint your eyes to look at the screen, reading the name and time at the top of it.

“Hoseok,” you yawn, rubbing an eye and rolling onto your back. “Do you know what time it is?”

Your eyes widen a bit and blink a little faster to adjust to the pitch black surrounding you, and you wait for him to check and see that it’s four in the morning.

“Yes, I know I probably shouldn’t have called you because you have to wake up in a few hours for work but I—”

“Baby, slow down.” He’s talking way too fast, his words blending into each other and your brain is still in its waking up stages so you need him to talk a little slower.

He takes a deep breath before continuing.

“I can’t sleep, and when I can’t sleep I think about a lot of shit,” when he pauses, you hum. “And we’ve been together for a while now. Next week it’ll be six months, right?”

You hum again, switching back to your original position on your side, snuggling further into you comforter. “On Wednesday.” The smallest of smiles stretch your lips because you know he’s downplaying how he feels about this halfway mark in your relationship.

“I know you said you don’t want to do anything for month-anniversaries—”

You snort. “Because they’re pointless.”

Hoseok sighs. He’s always been such a hopeless romantic and you can be one too, but you grew out of celebrating each month of being with someone and prefer to go all out for milestone dates. But you know how excited he is for each month that you’ve officially been together and you feel kind of bad you let that slip out. You blame it on your brain still not completely functioning and not being able to filter your thoughts as fast.

“I’m regretting waking you up,” he deadpans and you snort again.

“So I can go back to sleep?” And when he sighs again, you roll your eyes. Your attempt to lighten the mood clearly isn’t working. “Baby, I’m kidding. Tell me what’s on your mind, I won’t joke around anymore.”

Hoseok hesitates for too long and you call his name, trying to prompt him to let everything on his mind and chest out on the table.

“I don’t know… I was just thinking about how happy you make me. Even when we were just friends and I didn’t even know I wanted to be with you… you’ve always made me happy and I knew I always wanted you to be in my future.”

You don’t think you’ll ever get used to how open he is with his feelings. Not that you’re incapable of expressing yourself, it just takes a little push for you to let it all out like he can.

“We don’t always see eye-to-eye but you balance me out so well and you’ve ruined my expectations for everyone else. I don’t even want to think about the possibility of having to find someone else.”

He’s barely getting started and you have a feeling your cheeks will be wet because you’re a softy for romantic confessions—especially when it comes from the man on the phone—and aching from smiling so hard because he always seems to know the right things to say, even when he’s unsure of his words.

“Ah, I’m getting off topic.” You almost tell him it’s okay and to stay on the mistaken topic, but you just bite your lip and let him get back on track. “Since you promised we could do something on Wednesday, I already have everything put together… but I’m second guessing it all.”

You aren’t hard to please. A simple dinner and movie are enough to make you the happiest girl in the world. Some cuddling and kisses added is the perfect date. Not saying going all out wouldn’t have the same effect, but you’re sure that anything he puts together will be just fine. Knowing he took the time and energy to do something for you is enough to have you okay with anything. He knows what you don’t like, so you’re not worried in the slightest. But Hoseok is such a caring and loving person who always wants to make sure others are pleased and he second guesses himself up until he realizes they’re more than content and he was worried for nothing.

But, you’re not going to tell him he’s over analyzing it. After years of knowing how he works, you know he hates it the most when people tell him something isn’t that deep and to stop thinking so hard.

“I just don’t want it to be a total flop because I’m really excited about it,” he sighs.

“If you’re so excited about it, I love it already,” you speak softly.

“Like I was saying before, you always make me so happy and I want to have the same effect on you, you know? I know you say I do but I can’t help but doubt—”

“Hoseok. I will hang up on you if you continue that sentence.”

Hoseok isn’t clingy. He doesn’t crave your attention every second of the day. He doesn’t have an exaggerated need for validation, but every once in a while it’s good for him to hear how much he means to you, how much you love him.

“As cheesy as it sounds, from the day we became friends you’ve made me the happiest I’ve been since I was a kid. When I realized I had feelings for you I didn’t get scared like I always had in the past. Do you think I’ve ever confessed to a guy first?” you chuckle, remembering how abrupt and unprepared your confession was. The look on his face was priceless and you wish you would’ve caught his reaction on camera. “Just hearing your name makes me smile and makes my stomach feel weird, and you have the audacity to doubt if you make me happy?”

You’re wide awake by now, his uncertainty alerting your brain. It’s not even like you did something to make him feel this way, but you feel like you have to let him know he has no reason to feel that way without telling him he’s over analyzing things because his nerves are getting to him.

It’s quiet for too long after you open your heart up to him a little. “Did you fall asleep on me?”

The sniffle you get in response has a wide smile slowly making its way on your face.

“Are you crying?” You try to sound worried but the amusement can’t be shielded. Maybe you aren’t the one meant to cry tonight.

“Shut up.”

You openly laugh, apologizing when he starts mumbling under his breath that he can’t stand you and an empty threat of hanging up on you.

“Seriously, though. I know I don’t say it as often as you do but I love you so so so much and I’m so happy I snatched you before Jihyun did.”

He chuckles, followed by a long inhale.

“Thank you.”

His voice is the softest you’ve ever heard and it makes your tummy do a little flip.

“For what?”

“For putting up with me. I know I’m a mess sometimes and I really try to control my emotions but sometimes…” he struggles to finish his sentence, so you jump in.

“Hush. You’re perfectly fine and I wouldn’t trade you for the world.”

You know he’s smiling on the other side of the phone and keeps your smile in place. You don’t mind getting woken up at the asscrack of dawn when it comes to Hoseok, and you love your sleep. So if that isn’t enough proof of how whipped you are for the kid, you don’t know what else could be.

“If these are your thoughts on a restless night, I can only imagine what your vows will be.”

Shrugging the cover off, you swing your legs off the bed and slip your slippers on. You make your way out of your room and into the kitchen, turning on the hallway light as you pass it for some guidance because you just moved and you don’t have the place memorized yet.

“I guess you’ll just have to wait and see,” Hoseok chuckles, voice a little deeper than before and his words and tone have you biting back another smile as you grab a water bottle and take a few sips. All this talking after being asleep for hours has your throat as dry as a desert.

Months in and it still feels like you’re in your honeymoon phase because you’re always smiling when you speak to him, or even when he simply gets brought up by a friend or a parent.

“Mm, can’t wait.”

Leaning against the counter, you look up at the clock on the stove and the time reads a quarter past five. You can’t see yourself falling back asleep anytime soon and all you can think of is cuddling with your boyfriend while the sun rises in an hour or so, watching a movie or continuing your heart to heart.

“Do you have work tomorrow? Or today, whatever.”

“I don’t go in until two-thirty, why?”

“You should pack a bag and come over,” you propose, twisting and untwisting the bottle’s cap with your forefinger and thumb.

“Don’t you have work at—”

“No one said I work tomorrow,” you laugh.

There’s rustling on the other side and a grunt, followed by a clicking noise you’re assuming was his light switch illuminating his room.

“Say no more, I’ll be there in twenty.”

This is so fluffy and sweet my tooth hurts omg idk how I’m managing to write all this fluff bc I suck at expressing my feelings asjukldlk; enjoy