happy birthday @mangothatismelancholy !! i know im a few hours early but i won’t have much time to post it tomorrow morning ahaha. i hope you like this and i hope i remembered correctly that daddy kink was your favorite (?). also i hope you have a great birthday dude!!!
There were two things you
despised in your current situation. The first thing accrued to be
that your mom decided to move in with her new husband. The second one
was that playboy number one Jeon Jungkook turns out to be your new
stepbrother. As your parents spontaneously go on vacation you and
Jungkook have to deal with the building tension between the two of
you until an upcoming house party leaves you panting underneath him.
A/N: LOL SORRY I DIDNT POST THIS SOONER I WAS WATCHING SPIDERMAN HOMECOMING FOR THE FOURTH TIME. ANYWays So I kind of started this with the ending of part 2. Enjoy this smut you smut reading potatoes (you’re not potatoes, you’re all very lovely. i’m also a smut reading potato). Creds to the Periodic Table song for helping me remember the order of all the elements.
“So, is the next step studying or something else?” You asked
“I feel like the next step would be you reciting your notes to me while I went down on you,” Peter said.
“All of my notes?”
Peter moved so he was hovering over top of you.
“Fine, Y/N, I’m going to eat you out and you’re going to recite the periodic table to me,”
You weren’t sure whether you should begin reciting it in your head, knowing you would lose focus once Peter put his lips on you.
Peter placed his lips on your neck, peppering sloppy, wet kisses down towards your chest. Peter’s hand moved around to try and unclasp your bra.
He continued kiss down your neck, fumbling with your bra.
“Need some help there, lover boy?”
Peter pulled away “I-I I’ve never…”
“I know, it’s okay,” You smiled, placing a light kiss on his lips.
You leaned up, and reached around behind your back to unclasp your bra. As soon as it was unclasped, Peter peeled it off your shoulders and tossed it across the room.
Peter moved to place one hand over your breast, kneading it, while his mouth moved to the other. The ran his tongue over your nipple, causing you to let out a small moan.
You ran your hands along Peter’s bare back, knowing your scratch marks would be there tomorrow.
Peter moved his hands towards the waist band of your pants, he swiftly slipped your pants off, reaching down to get the past your ankles.
He continued down, pressing kisses along your stomach.
Peter kissed the edge of your panties, using his hands to spread your legs apart.
“I think it’s about time you started reciting those elements, Y/N,”
You took in a deep breathe as Peter ran a finger down the front of your panties,
“Damn, Y/N, you’re soaking wet,”
Peter leaned down and licked the front of your panties. You arched your back up, moaning.
Peter slid his hand under your back and lifted you just enough to slide off your underwear.
Peter lifted your leg, and placed his over his shoulder.
Peter places a light kiss against your clit, causing you to twitch.
Peter been running his tongue over your clit in long, slow strokes.
“Nitrogen,” you gasped, and reached down to grab Peter’s hair.
Your other hand was making fists around the sheets on Peter’s bed.
Peter felt your body shaking, so he teased his tongue back and forth, his tongue moving slower and slower.
You moved the leg that was over Peter’s shoulder to wrap around his neck, using it to pull him closer to you.
You began breathing harder. Peter moved his tongue to your entrance, lapping up the wetness that was spilling out.
You began panting, pushing your hips up.
Peter moved his attention back to your clit, ad he teased a finger in and out of you.
Peter slid another finger into you, and began moving them around.
You were moaning. Your leg tightened around Peter, and your grip on his hair got tighter with each lick on your clit.
You were struggling to talk, making the naming of elements difficult.
Suddenly Peter stopped. He moved his head away from you and slid his fingers out of you.
“No, Peter, please,” you begged
Peter licked his fingers, “The deal was that you name the elements, and darling, I have to say it’s been quite a while since you’ve said anything,”
“Take it as a compliment, Parker. Your lips are so good that you’ve left me speechless,”
Peter began peppering kisses on your inner thighs, “Just start where you left off, darling,”
You’d didn’t want to give in to Peter, but you needed his mouth on you badly.
Peter smiled and quickly moved his mouth back towards your pussy.
Peter started sucking on your clit, causing you to moan and thrust your hips towards him.
Peter worked his tongue down, sucking on your lips and spreading you open with his fingers.
“Fuck!” You moaned
“Phosphorus,” you quickly said, remembering that Peter would stop if you stopped.
Peter worked his fingers in and out of you as he teased his tongue over your clit.
You clenched the bedsheets underneath you, and grabbed a fistful of Peter’s hair with the other hand. You brought your other leg up to wrap around Peter’s head.
“Chl-orine,” you choked out.
Peter pressed his mouth tight against you, flicking his tongue against your clit as he started thrusting his fingers into you harder.
His tongue was darting around wildly, causing you to arch your back, moaning like crazy.
Peter latched down hard on your clit, flicking his tongue around in circles. Bringing another finger up to thrust into you.
You began clenching against Peter’s fingers inside you.
“Scandium,” you breathed
You were groaning every time Peter moved his tongue, he could feel the wetness dripping out of you onto his fingers.
Peter pressed down on your clit with his tongue, you pushed your hips up, only forcing him in more.
You thrust your hips once more and suddenly you were coming. Peter began licking the cum that was dripping out of you.
Peter rubbed your clit one last time before pulling away.
“Peter,” you moaned.
You could still feel your orgasm surging through you.
You began to loosen your grip on Peter’s hair, and his bedsheets. You lied back, sinking into Peter’s pillow.
“Fuck, Peter,” you said.
Peter chuckled and came to lie down beside you.
He placed a kiss on your cheek as you continued to come down from your orgasm.
“You didn’t make it through all the elements,”
“I made it through 22. I think that’s pretty good,” you breathed.
“But you didn’t get through all 118, which just means that we’ll just have to go again,”
You turned to look at Peter.
“Are you serious?” You asked.
“Dead serious,” Peter smiled, brining his hand down to lightly swirl around your clit.
“Pick up where you left off, darling,”
T-2 HOURS UNTIL THE MIDTERM CHEM EXAM
You woke up next to Peter, wearing only his t shirt and your underwear. Peter had thrown on his boxers the night before after you had recited much more than just the Periodic Table (*cough* you recited his name over and over and over because damn).
Peter’s alarm was blaring and you leaned over to hit snooze.
“Pete,” you said, shaking him lightly.
“Noooo, I don’t want to get up,” he mumbled into his pillow, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you closer.
“Peter, we’ll be late for the midterm,”
“I mean I guess we did kinda study really hard,”
You laughed, “c’mon Parker, we’re gonna be late,”
You placed a kiss on Peter’s forehead, and then rolled out of bed.
T-1 HOUR UNTIL THE MIDTERM CHEM EXAM
You ended up walking out of Peter’s house in the same pants as the day before topped with one of Peter’s sweaters. You actually felt very prepared for the exam. Usually before exams you would spend hours on end studying but by the next morning you would forget everything. Last night was something you definitely would not forget.
T-2 HOURS AFTER THE MIDTERM CHEM EXAM
At lunch you came to sit down with Peter and Ned.
“Hey, Y/N,” Ned said.
“Hi, Y/N,” Peter smiled.
You smiled at Peter, and sat down across from him.
“Okay, what’s going on here?” Ned asked.
“OH MY GOD SOMETHING HAPPENED ON YOUR STUDY DATE!” Ned exclaimed, not letting you answer his initial question.
“I mean, we studied,” you said.
“Yeah, Y/N, spent a long time reciting the periodic table to me,”
You blushed when Peter said that, a small smile creeping up on your face.
“SOMETHING TOTALLY HAPPENED. Y/N IS EVEN WEARING PETER’S SWEATER,”
You and Peter didn’t say anything, only exchanged a small glance.
[text] Does me being hung over take away from how professional I can be today?
[text] The bar would not accept my money. I have reached God status here
[text] He was very considerate of my needs, he offered me pizza before and after.
[text] I asked him for something to clean up with after sex and he handed me a sham wow. A SHAM WOW
[text] So I was putting on a condom and looked to my right to not make eye contact, she said did you just look at the American flag while putting that on. I said this one’s for Team USA.
[text] He gave me the “find somebody who wants to date you for who you are” speech while I walked around the house asking people for pants.
[text] I will show up on your front porch in a wet t shirt and some mac and cheese
[text] I just got high off one hit and then Spent 20 minutes inspecting the gasket of our refrigerator and researching ways to replace it
[text] Seriously. I’m like, “Wait, we are actually talking about physics in the middle of sex and its ACTUALLY erotic because you’re so fucking intelligent I’m turned on?”
[text] Hyyypothetically, what would you do if you happened to see my boobs on the internet?
[text] He fucked me so hard my nail polish actually chipped. I’m keeping him.
[text] I’m making poor life decisions again. Tune in tomorrow to see how much I hate life.
[text] It’s a lube slip n slide down the hallway now. Details later.
[text] Just woke up with an entire pack of Oreos in my cheetah onesie. I’ve been waiting for this moment forever.
[text] Lesson learned. Don’t roleplay with a real knife.
[text] We got drunk and crashed a fifty year old woman’s birthday party for the food. Whoops.
[text] He asked me if I wanted to blow his whistle and proceeded to pull out an actual whistle.
[text] I woke up this morning with 3 phone numbers, a red Chinese New Year envelope with cash in it, and a winning scratcher all stuffed in my bra. I’d say it was a pretty successful Thursday night.
[text] I’m wearing sunglasses around my house. Douchebag status. The hangover is real.
[text] He’s like… An octopus that touches my vagina in all these diff ways at the right times. It’s almost unsettling
[text] I was orgasming and dying of laughter at the same time. I think I’ve found the One.
[text] Do me a favor I want you to reach down the front of your pants and underwear and just feel around for a while… if you happen to find your balls then join us
[text] i just walked into a room at this party and someone yelled “dibs!”…
[text] and then she said I drew a line on her forehead with my cum and whispered “Simba”
[text] so I was just driving high and I stopped to let a pinecone cross the road because I thought it was a hedgehog.
[text] Sex on bubble wrap = best decision ever.
[text] Your lack of great college experience of margaritas and foam parties scares me
[text] We get an extra hour of sleep. That means we can take an extra shot tonight. Sounds logical. Thank you daylight savings.
[text] when someone at the bar asked you a question all you knew how to say was “chug-a-lug”
[text] There’s a girl in class eating a pumpkin pie. Like a whole pie straight from the pan with a fork.
[text] Apparently I taped knives to my hands and made everyone call me wolverine
[text] My house smells like bleach. Also, I do not feel bad about all the stuff I stole from the hospital while I was there.
[text] He told me he loved me. I didn’t know what to say so i just squirted the baby oil at him
[text] Get here, there are important joints to be smoked and pies to be eaten
[text] Can I even tell you how badly I want a day that is just on and off napping and sex with intermittent snack breaks? Because I want that day very badly.
[text] He came so hard that he yelled what sounded like a spell from Harry Potter.
[text] we were both freshly single and using each other as rebounds. most intense sex I’ve ever had. i felt like a grizzly bear emerging from hibernation in a whirlwind of sexual fury
[text] I need a drink and a shade of lipstick that will put the fear of God in a man’s heart.
[text] When was the last time you wore pants?
[text] I’ve replaced you with thin mints and masturbation
[text] Tuesday Boozeday turned into What-the-fuck-were-you-thinking Wednesday real fast.
[text] Have you ever had chicken nuggets while high? Because it tastes like hearing the Beatles for the first time
[text] Being able to fart in my own house is like 90% of why I pay rent
[text] We played Rock Paper Scissors to see who would have to go down on the other person.
[text] I just accidentally showed an old lady a pic of my penis while showing her cat pics. So how’s your day going?
[text] I found a door knob in my purse this morning, I hope whoever it belonged to doesn’t need it today.
[text] We go out, we get drunk, we watch Star Wars, we pass out. What’s wrong with this tradition?
[text] all i’ve had to eat today is leftover bday cake and a shot of tequila.
[text] Pretty sure the guy I hooked up with Saturday gave me a buy one get one free coupon for chipotle. Who said nice guys don’t exist?
[text] Apparently nothing brings out sympathy in a barista like asking if they have a hangover special
[text] And when I feel bad about myself I go to the library and suck my pen over an open book, counting the seconds until a guy sits across from me and tries to get my attention
[text] This is a mass text to all my friends. Whoever gets this first, please find me and confiscate my phone immediately. I am far too high to have it. Even if you have to punch me in my face to get it. Otherwise, let the “High While Analyzing Disney Movies” texts begin.
[text] Seriously insulted!! You can not share my dick pick with your gay brother. He won’t quit poking me on fb
[text] I am trying to think of a way to make alcohol cupcakes
[text] One of us needs to be functional tomorrow and it won’t be me. I’m drinking liquor out of a fishbowl.
[text] You pulled the fire alarm because you had to shit and there was someone in the bathroom. you said you needed privacy
[text] im guessing your the one that tried to make bacon in the toaster
[text] just smoked a blunt while listening to nsync. i now know what my childhood was missing.
[text] I just made out with a girl with a life jacket on wtf is going on
[text] Let’s play a little game called “Chill the Fuck Out” - you’re our first contestant
[text] Didn’t get laid. But got a free pie from a waitress. A whole pie.
[text] I am swimming in semen. He must have been holding it in for a special occasion.
[text] you should buy a sheep. A) you get an awesome pet. B) free coat
[text] tonight is going to be epic. can you pre-book an ambulance?
[text] We thought you were crowd-surfing until we realized it was the bouncers throwing you out
[text] maybe tonight we can turn coloring into a drinking game
[text] i think its awesome that according to your mom i’m your friend that caught on fire.
[text] So fucked up. Can’t tell if I’m starving or about to puke. Playing it safe and eating froot loops. Tasty in, colorful out.
[text] I just saw a hobo ride by on a unicycle. Good day.
[text] Vodka is such a love hate relationship.
[text] you traded sex for a burrito?
[text] I made a game called come to class high and eat nachos.
[text] You decided to make a porno with gummy bears and things went downhill from there.
[text] it’s not a party till someone uses the fire extinguisher.
[text] You’re always adorable, but when you’re drunk, you’re like Chia Pet adorable.
[text] this kid just offered me adderall in exchange for my meal points. college at its finest
[text] I was cleaning up my drunken mess and I found my ID in a cereal box
[text] I am now the proud owner of a 10-12 year old’s Optimus Prime costume from Walmart. Tomorrow is going to be a good day.
[text] It’s like eating cereal and milk but instead of cereal it’s gummy bears and instead of milk it’s vodka.
[text] You leave a trail of fuck everywhere you go
[text] Scott woke me up by cracking a beer open in my face. Best friends are awesome.
[text] we woke up to him feeding us cheetos at 3am. and by feeding i mean shoving them in our mouths and saying “i mean who doesn’t like cheetos”
[text] quit making up holidays to get me to go drinking with you
[text] I left a cheeto on everyone’s car trailing to the house i’m at, hanzel and gretel style.
[text] Just got a event reminder on my phone to never party with you again.
[text] nobody understood you. You kept speaking french and hiding shit in your boobs
[text] When I came home you were using a glowstick to eat peanut butter from the jar.
[text] kinda considering buying a life alert for sophomore year
[text] My phone auto-corrects smirnoff to poisoned. I think it is trying to tell me something.
[text] Anywhere you can eat green eggs and ham, you can have sex.
[text] you were running down the aisles of wal mart singing ‘follow the yellowbrick road’. i’m pretty sure you thought the night shift workers were the munchkins & started crying when they wouldnt help u find the wizard. needless to say u were pretty stoned/wasted
[text] It’s like the only way I know how to apologize is by giving a blow job.
[text] did you by any chance leave me that 7 minute long voicemail of you running and constantly tripping into bushes?
[text] The world would be so much better with thought bubbles.
[text] I love taking my adderall while im in class! As soon as I take the pill out everyone around me just stares in envy!
[text] You handed some guy a spoon you found, he yelled SPOON GAME, and then the two of you spent the next 20 minutes throwing spoons all over the kitchen.
[text] I just told a dude I hooked up with last night he was the pick of the litter.
[text] So I woke up today with someone’s door knob in my pocket. I hope everybody else got out of the house ok.
[text] So we successfully lit our bathtub on fire. Thought you should know.
[text] Because when I say 'You shouldn’t drink anymore’, she hears, 'I personally challenge you to chug 3 more mixed drinks’
[text] okay, this game isn’t funny anymore. tell us where all the forks are.
[text] The lack of pants and amount of productivity in my life right now is amazing.
[text] when i start to cry when i lose at mario kart is when you should put me to bed
[text] so apparently the car got towed with me passed out in the back seat.
[text] You closed the sidewalk off to pedestrians last night. With a glitter covered safety cone
[text] never. drinking. again.
[text] I’m gonna get drunk and through up on the first happy couple I see.
[text] got some bad news about ur virginity. she didnt make it thru the night
[text] I need a good reason NOT to eat this entire jar of nutella right now
[text] i’m out of smokes so i just had an after sex popsicle. this might become an addiction.
[text] Yeah I think we tried to use the shower curtain as a parachute because its tied to my backpack with some string. Dont know if anyone actually attempted it though.
Aaron Tveit singing “Castle on the Hill” (Ed Sheeran) double feature. First up was at House of Blues: San Diego on 5/13/17
And secondly, Aaron singing it at The Belasco in Los Angeles on 5/14/17
I absolutely love this song, love Ed’s version but I am obsessed with Aaron’s version. Can’t decide which night’s I like better, both have their merits both vocally and in the form of adorkable dance moves. Try to ignore the obviously superior sound quality from the HOB and just focus on his performance. Which one do you all prefer?
Imagine being very full and walking around the house with your pants button undone and your shirt up, exposing your round belly and your partner constantly hugging you from behind. Jiggling and rubbing your squishy gut. 💖
Helllo I was wondering I ur not too busy if u could do a bill x reader where he gets mad at her for wanting to leave before it is dead and he gets really mad and just kisses her if front of everyone bc he likes her and he gets too into it and Richie just yells something like “get a room you too”
You bolted out of the Neibolt house, panting heavily. You’d all just faced a close call with IT; way too close for anyone’s slight comfort. Eddie broke his arm, and was nearly eaten alive by IT. At this point, Eddie was practically in tears, Richie trying to comfort him, Bill and Beverly looked determined (which couldn’t be a good sign), Mike and Ben were pale and quiet (more so than usual), and Stan looked about ready to pass out. You were somewhere between Stan and Mike/Ben’s states.
Eddie’s mother came, picking him up and tossing him in the car. She yelled at the group, telling you all to stay away from her son. He didn’t argue, merely avoided all your gazes. You knew Eddie didn’t mean anything by it; he nearly died, and you didn’t blame him for wanting to stay away from the group for awhile. To be honest, you weren’t feeling much different, the thought seeming quite appealing at the moment.
The group was silent, everyone unmoving, standing on the street outside of the creepy, haunting Neibolt house. Waiting for someone to speak. No one did, so you took initiative, and said what everyone was thinking. Or what most of you were, anyways. “I can’t do this anymore.” You spoke, your voice cracking. You crossed your arms over your chest, rubbing your arm gently to attempt to calm yourself from the horrors you’d just witnessed.
“W-w-what are you t-t-talking a-about, Y/N?” Bill asked, confused. The entire group, besides Beverly, who was equally confused, looking at him like he was insane. “Are you kidding, Bill? What do you think?! Eddie nearly died; no, we all nearly died! Do you know how many close calls we’ve had? More than we should, with the amount of times we almost did, we should be dead!” You said, astonished he wasn’t being even a little rational about this.
“What are you saying..?” Beverly asked, slowly. “Fucks sake, you guys! Are you stupid? Why would I stay somewhere where I have to face my biggest fears to fight a fucking demon clown?! I’m sorry, but I’m not staying in a town where our lives are constantly at risk.” You said, and spun on your heel, walking over to your bike.
“Y/N..” Stan said, his tone hinting his warning and concern. “Wow, Stan. Of all people, I’d think you understand. Why do you want to stay here? Any of you? We can leave, live a life far away from here, and have fun. Have a good summer, hang out with your friends, with each other, when we’re not fighting a demon!” You said, smiling, but the smile wasn’t one of happiness. It was more so bittersweet.
“N-No! Y-you don’t g-g-get t-to leave just like t-that!” Bill said, following you sharply. “What the hell do you want me to do Bill, just wait until I die? Or worse, until I have to watch one of you die? I’m not waiting around to lose one of you, or all of you! We’re kids, we can’t fight this stupid thing!” You screamed, not turning around, picking up your bike and leaning it on the pedal stand.
The rest of the losers followed suit, not sure of what to comment. You and Bill were quite a close pair; some of the losers, (before all of this IT shit began), thought you two would become an item, if you weren’t secretly one already. It was obvious this was tearing you two apart, but it wasn’t just the relationship between you two breaking, it was the relationship between the entire group that was diminishing quickly.
With one swift movement, Bill grabbed your arm, taking you by surprise, spinning you around and smashing his lips on yours. Your eyes blew wide, but you melted into the kiss quickly and kissed back. “Ugh, get a room you two!” Richie called, but you both ignored him. (As per usual). Bill had surprised not only you, but himself. He’d liked you for so long; longer than he could remember. He couldn’t pinpoint exactly when he realized it, but it didn’t matter. He was going to enjoy this moment while it lasted.
Your anger slowly vanished, your thoughts slipped away as Bill wrapped his arms around your small frame and your arms wrapped around his neck, deepening the kiss. “Woah, there! Slow down, we don’t need any babies to add to our list of problems!” Richie screamed, and you and Bill, hesitantly, pulled away. “Please don’t go. We need you. I need you.” Bill whispered, only so you could hear. “I’m scared.” You replied quietly.
The other losers came around upon hearing your statement, forming a circle. They all looked at you, and each other, with sad glances. “We all are, Y/N.” Beverly said, calmly, offering a small reassuring smile. “But we’ll get through it, together.” She said, putting a hand on your shoulder and pulling you into a side hug. The others were quick to join in, forming a big group hug.
“Okay, I’ll stay.. but only because I hate you idiots and you can’t do this without me.” You said, smirking at your group of friends. “H-Hey!” Bill cried, while Beverly stepped back, throwing a hand over her heart overdramatically. Richie ran and jumped on your back, making you stumble in surprise. “Can I change my mind and leave? I think Richie is enough to make anyone leave this town.” You joked, earning an offended sound from Richie, and laughs from the rest of the group.
You were going to stay. Not just because you realized the feelings you had for Bill were reciprocated, (not that it wasn’t a bonus, because um yes please), you weren’t staying for IT, but for your friends, because they needed you. Together, you truly believed you could defeat this demon, and you were determined to do it, no matter what it took.