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Come Undone (Ethan x Reader)

Summary: You attend Coachella with the twins and Cameron. It doesn’t go the way you had expected it to.
Word Count: 3,612
Warnings: None.
A/N: Let’s all drink (OJ of course) to Coachella and for 2 more days of delicious looking outfits. Also, I had such a hard time focusing on writing this. So many things were distracting me so I hope this turned out good. x (Title from the song Wolfie by Golden Features.)

You groaned loudly as you hopped out of the car, pushing past Ethan to get out; desperate to stretch your legs. Ethan mumbled incoherently, not too happy with being woken up from his nap and Grayson jumped out right after you, raising his arms high up in the air and letting out a moan. You couldn’t help but laugh, walking around the car to where Cameron had popped the trunk open, already lugging her bag out.

The ride to Palm Springs hadn’t been all too painful, but Cam had insisted on listening to Mike Posner while Grayson argued over wanting to listen to some “hype music” as he’d so nicely put it. They’d fought over the AUX cord for thirty whole minutes and you’d already developed a headache by the time you were out on the road; Ethan curled right beside you as he napped through the commotion.

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Business and Pleasure - Part 9

Summary:  Bucky AU. After a major deal falls through, your father’s business almost falls apart. In a desperate attempt to save his livelihood, he seeks the help of his oldest friend, George Barnes, who happens to be the CEO of one of the most influential businesses in New York. He agrees, but on one condition. You have to marry his son.

Word Count: 1,715

Warnings: Swearing

Originally posted by snowfox934

In the hours that passed, you found yourself growing more and more excited for your date with Bucky.  It was strange, you thought, that your situation had changed so quickly. Your relationship had more than its fair share of ups and downs so far. Perhaps this was going to be the turning point.

After Bucky explained the photo, you immediately texted Wanda, filling her in on everything that had happened that afternoon. You didn’t mention the fight that the article caused, though. If she had known, she would have felt extremely guilty. It wasn’t her fault, after all. Even if her text had led to your rash actions, she had only been trying to protect you, to make sure you were safe and happy. She meant well.

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Bite Down;

Originally posted by bangstrgram

Summary: Something so innocent turned into something heated

Disclaimer: All the things that are mentioned in this are words of fiction aka it’s not real. I’ve literally just made this up and as always credits to @bangstrgram for the gif

Member: Yongguk from B.A.P x female reader

Rating: Smut

Words: 2749

Note: This was a collab with @imagination-of-a-melted-bitch

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Originally posted by spiderholland

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader(female)

Summary: Reader has been in an abusive relationship for the past two years. When Steve, Bucky, and Peter find out about it, they make it their goal to get her out of there as soon as possible. Especially Peter, because nothing bothers him more than seeing the woman he loves being taken advantage of. 

Warnings: language, mentions of abuse, injury, mentions of anxiety

*not my gif* 


The lights were off in the corridors of the Avengers building. Hopefully no one was up watching a movie in the dark. I stepped out of the elevator and into the common room of my floor. I stayed on the floor with Steve, Bucky, Sam, and Peter. Peter was originally assigned to a room on the second floor with Clint, Nat, and Wanda, but he asked Tony if he could switch because he claimed that the wifi connection was better on this floor. I think otherwise. 

I stayed quiet and tried my best to tip toe to my bedroom. That’s when I noticed the dim light of the TV flashing. I stopped in my tracks. I pulled my hood over my head so that if one of them saw me, they couldn’t see the black eye I had. 

My eyes adjusted the longer I stood there and I noticed that it was all of them sitting watching The Matrix. Why did they choose tonight to do this? I can’t let them see me like this. 

It looked like Sam and Peter had fallen asleep, and Bucky and Steve were very engrossed with the TV screen. So I just took a shot and walked straight for my room. But of course, one of the soldiers saw me. 

“(y/n), where have you been? It’s nearly one o’clock in the morning,” Steve said, announcing my presence to Bucky, and the two sleeping who were now waking up. 

“I… uhh… I was just out with some friends. We got some dinner and then I went to the gym.” I lied. 

“We have a gym here. And an entire training room,” Sam said after he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. “Did you forget that?” He asked it suspiciously. 

“No, but sometimes I’d prefer to work out where there isn’t anybody that I know.” I snapped quietly. “I need to go shower.” I walked away, making a bee line to my room, but someone’s hand grabbed mine. I recognized the gentle touch as Peter’s. The light switched on and he turned me around, making me face him. I kept my head down, but he put his finger under my chin and tilted my head up. He pulled my hood back and gasped softly when he saw my right eye.  

“Who the hell did this to you,” Bucky asked as he approached me. 

“No one,” I said defensively. 

“Then what happened,” Bucky demanded. 

“It was Jason again, wasn’t it,” Peter said, his brown eyes staring into mine. 

“Jason? Your boyfriend?” Steve asked. 

I looked down, afraid to answer. 

“This isn’t the first time it’s happened,” Peter mentioned. “Last month she came home with a cut on her head.” 

“Why didn’t we know about this,” Sam asked. 

“Because I begged Peter not to tell.” 

“How long has this been going on,” Steve asked. 

“A while,” I said. “I’m sorry. I can’t… I can’t do this right now. I’ll talk to you guys later.” I said and bolted off to my room. 

I turned my shower on and started to sob quietly. Once the bathroom was steamy, I stepped into the hot water and let it soak my body. The heat of the water soothed my aching muscles. I actually tried to fight back today. Somehow my skill set didn’t work out for me. Hence the black eye. It doesn’t matter if I’m part of the Avengers. Jason always seems to figure out my moves. 

Once I was out and in my pajamas, I laid down on my bed, a book in my hand. I thought I’d try to do something to occupy my mind. But I felt empty inside. Like I was just a shell of myself. A ghost. Jason had taken away all substance.

 There was a light knock on my door. I didn’t respond, and just decided to let whoever it was just walk in. 

The door creaked open and shut. I turned my head to find Peter walking towards my bed with an ice pack in hand. I looked away. He sat down on the side of my bed, facing me. 

“Sit up,” he said gently. I didn’t want to argue, so I did as I was told. I crossed my legs and once I was situated, Peter placed the ice pack gently on my eye. “I really do not want this to become a habit.” 


“Me tending to your cuts and bruises. You need to get out there, (y/n).” 

“I can’t, Peter. I just…  I can’t okay.” I said, holding the ice pack myself now.

“Why?” I ignored his question, but he pressed on. “Why, (y/n)? Because you love him?” I shook my head. “Because you depend on him?” I shook my head again. “Because you think you don’t deserve better?” I didn’t say anything. Peter took the ice pack from me. “(y/n)…” I looked away. He was spot on. “Hey, look at me.” He tilted my head towards him again. “You deserve way more than he can ever give you. You are worth more than he can ever treat you. I know you may feel like you don’t have anyone, but you do. You have us. This entire team. You have me.” He said softly. 

I looked at Peter’s face, his brown eyes -that I adore- staring at me with concern. He was the one I loved. I knew that something would develop the moment Tony signed him on to the Avengers. When I was with him, I felt whole again. That void inside me vanished. But the reason I never broke up with Jason was because I was afraid of what he would do. Jason never liked it when he didn’t get his way. 

“I’m scared Peter,” I said, my voice cracking. 

“I know you are, sweetheart.” There it was. That nickname that only he ever called me. Jason never called me anything cute like that. “But we are going to get you out of there. I promise.” I just nodded lightly. I was exhausted and I think Peter could tell. “You tried to fight back, didn’t you?”

“Yeah. Despite being on this team, I can’t seem to win,” I sighed. 

He set the ice pack down on the table next to my bed. “Scoot over,” he said. 

I did as told and he laid down next to me. He pulled my body into his and I rested my head gently on his chest, careful not to put too much pressure on my eye. 

This happened more often than I’d like to admit. I was never one to cheat, but to be honest, being with Jason has felt more like a dictatorship than a relationship. And in that moment, I couldn’t care less about the morals of being in a relationship because I needed comfort, and that is exactly what Peter was giving me. 

No other words were said. We just laid there, listening to the soft sounds of each other’s breathing. I took in a deep breath, taking in his scent in the process. Eventually, I was able to fall asleep. 


The next morning I was silent. I had woken up with Peter next to me. He was still asleep when I woke, but I didn’t have the heart to disturb him from his slumber so I just let him sleep as I wandered the complex aimlessly. 

I wasn’t hungry, and I knew that someone would try and make me eat. But until then, I was enjoying the solitude of the weapons room. It was nice and quiet until I heard the door open. I wasn’t going to try and hide or anything. I assumed it was Tony and he wouldn’t ask very many questions. But, apparently, I assumed wrong. Peter appeared around the corner. It looked like he let out a sigh of relief when he saw me. I rolled my eyes. I shouldn’t be complaining though. He was worried about me. That was all I ever wanted was for someone to care. 

Peter sat down next to me. 

“How did you find me,” I asked. 

“Well,” he started. I looked over at him. He had changed out of his previous clothes and was wearing a red Star Wars shirt and a pair of blue denim jeans. “When I realized that you weren’t on the floor, I thought I’d find you here.” 


“You got really drunk one time and told me that you sometimes come down here to think because it was the only quiet place in the entire complex.” I stared at him, but not because of what he said. “What?” 

I giggled. “Your clothes. Red shirt, blue pants. You might as well be wearing your suit.” 

“Oh, you’re so funny,” he mocked. I smiled. He looked me in the eyes and rested his hand on mine. “There’s that smile,” he cooed and pinched my cheel gently. “Are you okay?” 

My smile dropped. “Not even in the slightest,” I said, my voice level. I looked away and stared in front of me. That nothingness inside me seemed to fill itself. But it was still there nonetheless.  I felt Peter squeeze my hand. He pulled me close to his body, hugging me. I smelled his familiar smell again. Immediately I felt comforted. 

He pulled away and said, “Let’s get back up stairs. I think Steve wants to talk to you.” 

“Fantastic,” I said and stood up. 

We made our way back to the common room, Peter holding my hand the entire way. Steve started the minute I walked in. 

He walked up to me and pulled me into a bear hug. He kissed the top of my head and said softly, “I thought you had left.” 

“I did leave,” I said, my face squished against his muscular chest. 

He pulled away. “You know what I mean.” He looked down at me. “I want you to get your things from his place today. I’ll come with you.” 

“Same here,” Bucky said. 

“I can’t do that…” I said. I felt my breath hitch. “I just can’t. What if he comes home.” 

“Then we will be with you when he does,” Steve said. 

I sighed. “Fine.” 

“Then I’m going too,” Peter said. 

“No way.” Steve said. “You have an identity to protect. We don’t. If something happens and we have to punch that prick into the ground, you cannot risk revealing yourself.” 

“I’ll stay here so Underoos doesn’t try to escape,” Same said. 

Peter sat down on the couch in defeat. I walked over to my room to grab my purse. When I walked back out, I approached Peter, bent over and gave him a kiss on the cheek before leaving with Steve and Bucky. 


I was almost finished gathering my things. I had maybe three boxes full. There were some clothes, some books I had left here for when I’m alone, my iHome music player, and a bunch of other random junk that I probably didn’t really need. 

My anxiety had never really left because I was so worried about being caught by Jason. But having Steve and Bucky there made it easier. They were like my big brothers. Overprotective and caring. 

Just as I finished packing up the last box, I heard the door knob jiggle and the door open. My biggest fear was about to happen. 

“(y/n)? What are you doing? Who are these people,” Jason asked as he walked into the room. 

“She’s leaving,” Steve said. “For good. She doesn’t deserve to be treated the way you treat her.” 

“And you two are…” 

“Her brothers,” Bucky said, taking a step closer. 

“Her protectors,” Steve said, taking another step closer. 

“Pretty much anything you don’t want us to be, I can guarantee we are,” Bucky said, standing inches away from Jason. 

“(y/n), are you seriously going to let these guys control what you do?” 

That’s when I snapped. I marched over to him. “Oh, you mean like you have for the past two years? Like how you tell me where to go, what to eat, what to say, and what I can and cannot do? You mean kinda like that? You know, I am so fucking done with you, Jason. You’re nothing but a low life piece of shit. Do you not see the giant bruise on my eye? Or the scars I have from other previous ‘accidents’? You did this to me. You create this entire situation. You’ve treated me like absolute garbage. I have lost a piece of myself every moment I spent with you. And now it is going to take ages to get them all back. These two are finally getting me out of her. And no. I am not letting them control me. Because this was my choice not their’s. It may have been their idea, but it. Was. My. Choice.” 

With that, I decked Jason straight in the face. He fell to the floor, his nose bleeding. I turned back around and picked up the lightest box we had, leaving the two heavier ones for the super soldiers. I walked out of the apartment, and didn’t look back. 

I was proud of myself for finally hitting him back. 


I was finally settled back in at the complex. I didn’t have too much of my stuff at Jason’s but I had enough there that I ended up spending the night there more often than at home. 

I sat quietly on my bed. I was staring up at the ceiling, thinking. I was in love with Peter. And I’m ninety-nine percent sure he was in love with me too. But was it too soon to start something new? To be honest, my relationship with Jason ended the minute he first hit me. And that was three months into the relationship. But he manipulated me into staying. And now here we are, two years later. 

Peter knocked quietly on my door. He entered my room, shutting the door behind him quietly. I noticed he changed his shirt from the reed Star Wars one he had on earlier to a black tee with the Levi’s logo on it.  He sat down next to me on my bed. “I heard you made his nose bleed,” he said. 

“Damn right, I did. He deserved it too. That bastard. I was finally able to catch him off guard,” I muttered. 

“How’s your eye?” 

“Well, I can’t really feel it so… I don’t if that’s good or not. I’m just glad I can’t feel the pain.” 

Peter looked at me with loving eyes. “I’m really glad you got yourself out of there.” 

“I am too,” I said. Peter continued to look at me. Next thing I knew, his lips landed on mine. Slow, passionate, warm, and soft. He tastes like chocolate and peppermint. 

“I’ve been waiting so long to do that,” he said. 

“You could have done it sooner. Would have been more motivation for me to get out of there sooner.” I paused. “When I was with him, he made me feel like I was nothing. I lost a bit of myself every day until I eventually became this ghost that just hovered outside my body, watching myself do these things and be treated that way. With you, all that goes away. 

Peter smiled. “I know. And I’m here now,  you’re here now. He’s done. You’re done. Everything is going to be okay..” I smiled at him. He kissed me again, and this time I smiled into the kiss. “What,” he asked when we pulled apart. 

“You had York peppermint patties again didn’t you?” 

“Why? You like it,” he smirked. 

“I love it,” I smirked back. 

“I love you.” 

“I love you, too, Spidey,” I said and he kissed me once more. 

“Let’s get out of here. We can go see a movie, or get some lunch.” 

“Either of those work for me,” I said. 

I grabbed my bag for the second time that day and Peter and I headed out to do whatever it is an actual couple does. Looks like I’m going to have to learn a bit more about that. But that is okay. Because I wouldn’t want to do it with anyone else. 

For Letting Yourself Go

You couldn’t help it, you LOVE how your fat ass body just grow and grow. The constant sweet treats and greasy food was gonna eventually show on your figure. Every step you take, your jiggly round belly move from each movement. It sloshes back and forth side to side also causing your huge belly button to jiggle from each step. You always scratch your gut after moving around because it get so itchy; that’s the most exercise you get. Your belly is the biggest thing on you; you looks to be almost 9 months pregnant and also just love food. It doesn’t matter what shirt you had on, it just wouldn’t cover that blob of fat. It was soft and always shiny, that usual glow on your gut you have from stuffing yourself with high amounts of food. Your thighs are fat, strain against any type of denim bottoms so you just decided to wear leggings. Your boobs are outrageously huge; the fat of them jiggle with each step as well. Your love handles are to die for; it’s tempting to touch the sides of your body. And your back fat, how can we forget that? It fights against your bra straps and shirts and pokes out perfectly. Plus, your fat cheeks are adorable, begging to get filled with food so it can continue to grow.
You hate how nothing really fits, how you huff and puff after doing simple things like running to the bus stop or whatever. But you’re a fat pig, and that’s the consequences for letting yourself go.
Why are you even mad?
If you don’t like it, change your diet.
Oh, but those desserts and fatty foods are delicious aren’t they?
It’s obvious you love to eat, I mean look at your fat ass, your leggings are straining for relief from those thunder thighs and your fat butt. All you do is sit and it just helps the calories spread.
Youre annoyed you can barely fit in booths at restaurants? You can piggy just try your best to suck your gut in and squeeze through. You might get stuck after eating your feast, but that’s the price you have to pay for letting yourself go.
Of course, I don’t mind that you’re a pig; shows you have a great appetite. Question is,
Don’t you love how fat you are?
Doesn’t it turns you on?
I know it does, you helpless pig. How about I help you become the pig you are? That’s just the price you have to pay now, for letting yourself go.

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Thing ride with mingyu

in which I’m too weak for lowkey college AUs and desperately hope this meant thigh riding! I’m not fully sure about how this turned out but I hope you like it ♥

Mingyu had always taken presentations seriously.

…Or at least he wanted to appear that way, but whichever the case, that was something you didn’t really take note of until you had had sex with him.

You sat in your seat, your pencil between your teeth as you watched his presentation. The topic might’ve been something as innocent and unsexy as how children develop mentally, but it wasn’t your fault that his hair was pushed back attractively, or that he was wearing a fitted white button-down and a pair of black jeans, sinfully tight in all the right places, not to mention the black-spectacled glasses that he was wearing, which only added their own effect to the masterpiece standing in front of you and a hundred other students.

Only to make matters worse, you were seated in one of the first rows and Mingyu was stealing glances at you, and whenever he did, he grinned.

“…and that’s more or less how children develop,” Mingyu finally concluded his presentation, which you were certain had been extremely informative, even though you hadn’t been able to pay attention to almost any of it. Instead of your notes having anything about the topic, you had doodles and crossed out Mingyus here and there.

You needed him, and you needed him bad.

Mingyu sat more at the back, so once he left his spot at the front of the auditorium, you didn’t really see him. You had another lecture after the psychology one, while you knew that Mingyu had absolutely nothing, and therefore you took it as your next task to find your way to his dorm while your mind continued to be plagued by his look during the presentation, and how damn tight his jeans had been. The mere thought had you shivering - you knew more than well what those jeans had (barely) hidden.

You and Mingyu weren’t an item, nor were you really friends. As nice as it would’ve been to refer to yourselves as friends with benefits, it wouldn’t really have covered what was between the two of you. No: your relationship was rather strictly physical, and on top of that it was secret.

By third year of college, you had had two years of your friends loathing Mingyu and his friends and vice versa. Neither of you had really established an opinion on one another, but peer pressure had kept and still was keeping you away from each other in public. However, as it often happened, there had been a party, at the end of which you and Mingyu had found yourselves in the host’s bedroom, and well

After mindblowing sex with someone as hot as Mingyu, who were you to avoid him, especially when he was rather keen on meeting again. And again. And again, until it was a regular thing. Some might have found the hiding a pain in the ass, but you two loved the thrill almost as much as you loved the nature of your relationship.

So, taking the secrecy of your relationship into account, it was only understandable that when his door blew open and you appeared, Mingyu’s jaw dropped.

“What are you doing here? I thought you didn’t want to get caught,” he said in surprise as you got in his room, pleased to notice that his roommate was gone, and kicked the door shut while unhooking your bra through your shirt.

“Oh, shut up,” you muttered while rolling your eyes a little with a grin spread to your lips. Mingyu was, thank God, still wearing the same outfit he did during the presentation, and you couldn’t wait to get your fingers in that neatly slicked hair of his.

He grinned, clearly sensing how frustrated you were, and shut the laptop he had had on his lap and put it aside, his eyes moving up and down on you. “I hope you remember that I’m out of condoms.”

You froze for a second, realizing that you didn’t have one on you either, and groaned. “Well… we… we won’t need one.”

“Oh?” Mingyu asked with a quirked eyebrow before smirking. “What do you have in your mind, baby doll?”

You opened some of the buttons of your loose flannel and slid our bra straps off your arms before getting them completely off yourself. Without much of a thought, you got on Mingyu’s bed and sat astride on his lap, one hand caressing his neck and one squeezing his thigh. “I get to ride your thigh and you get a blowjob, how’s that?”

A grin spread to your lips when you saw his Adam’s apple bob and felt his hands on your waist, slowly moving up. “I guess I wouldn’t complain…” The fingers of his right hand moved all the way up to your lips, and you pressed an open-mouthed kiss to his forefinger with your eyes locked with his. “Can’t wait to have these pretty lips around my cock again, stretched so wide.”

You sighed contently and began unbuttoning Mingyu’s shirt. “More like I can’t wait to have you moaning my name while I suck you off.”

“However you want to put it,” he snorted and was about to unbuckle his belt - which also had you feeling some type of way - only to frown when you placed your hand on top of his and leaned down to press a kiss to his ear.

“Did I say I wanted to ride a bare thigh?” you asked in a lustful whisper and palmed him through his jeans, moving to kiss his neck. Mingyu swallowed and closed his eyes, his breath hitching a little at your touch.

“I just assumed,” he mumbled, and managed to open the remaining buttons of your flannel. Once they were open, you could only yelp when he pulled you up close and began peppering your breasts with hungry kisses while squeezing them, one at a time. Your fingers threaded in his hair, and you sighed shakily.

“Never assume,” you whispered, your lips remaining parted with how Mingyu’s lips wrapped around your nipple was making you tingle between your legs as you grew wetter than you had already been. Slowly, Mingyu slid one of his hands down your shivering body and slipped his hand into your jeggings from the front. He snorted cockily both at how wet you were and how much you jolted at his touch.

“My assumptions are usually correct, though. Like when you came in through the door, I assumed you were horny, and I can’t say I’d be disappointed,” he said playfully and withdrew his hand from your pants, the tips of his fingers sticky with your anticipation. You bit on your lower lip while blood rushed to your cheeks. “Or am I wrong?”

You swallowed hard while Mingyu sucked his fingers clean, and shook your head, trying to appear unbothered and like you weren’t dying to have those fingers in you. “Alright, but… why would I come see you if I wasn’t horny?”

Mingyu began playing with the waistband of your jeggings and dragged them down so that your ass was out of them, after which he placed his hands on your ass and squeezed it, making you bite your lip. He leaned up to kiss you by your jaw. “As much as I’d love to think it’s because you enjoy my company, you got me there.”

Tugging at Mingyu’s hair so that his face was up, you looked down at him and caressed his cheek. “It’s not that I don’t enjoy your company, it’s just that…”

“That that’s not what you signed up for, I know.”

You were silent for a while, just staring into each other’s eyes while you ran your fingers through his hair. Eventually Mingyu let go of your ass and smacked it lightly, a grin spreading to his lips again “Anyway, how about we get down to business?”

You got up enough to get your jeggings and panties off before climbing back to Mingyu’s lap. Standing on your knees, with one on either side of Mingyu’s legs, you got your hands in his hair and leaned down to kiss him hungrily while the burning need inside of you got more and more unbearable. He teased your lips with the tip of his tongue, one of his hands on your ass and one sliding between your legs.

“Please,” you whispered against his lips, your fingers tightening in his hair when you could feel his fingers on your mound, slowly inching down. You were shivering.

Mingyu let out a low chuckle and pulled away from your kiss. His expression was playful, very different from your desperate one, when he all but gave you what you wanted as he just traced your outer lips without dipping between. “Will you be able to stick to your plan if I give you what you want?”

You bit your lip tightly at the mere thought of Mingyu’s fingers pushing in and out of you relentlessly - although you’d much rather have it be his cock - and felt your hips buck so that his fingers finally rubbed against you, which made you moan.

“P-probably, not,” you breathed, your hands now holding Mingyu’s shoulders in a tight grip. His gaze was challenging as he continued staring into your eyes, his fingers not budging a bit, not even when you continued grinding against them. It was only when you tried to move so that they’d slide inside of you that he finally pulled his hand away and smirked at your pout.

“See, I’d really like to continue with your plan, and that won’t happen if I finger you,” he said, both of his hands now on your ass. You were about to protest when he shook his head and gave you a strict look. “Now, sit down.”

The dark look in his eyes was enough to have you comply, although before sitting down you got your other knee between Mingyu’s legs, so that you only had one between yours. When your wet pussy met the rough fabric of his jeans, you shuddered; he merely grinned.


You didn’t need to be told twice, and with one hand on Mingyu’s shoulder, gripping on the white shirt he was wearing and another playing with the hair at the back of his neck, you began moving your hips. You took your time and only moved slowly, your lips parting in a quiet moan as you took in how it felt to have the denim rubbing against your clit and lower lips, giving you the kind of friction you knew would make you go mad sooner or later. It made you jolt, which in turn made Mingyu almost gasp in awe.

“Go faster,” he mumbled while sliding your flannel off your shoulders and taking one of your breasts into his hand, squeezing and massaging it and observing the effects it had on you. You closed your eyes, leaning your chest more into his touch with the nipple of your other breast hardening, too, and increased the pace at which you were moving.

“Oh, God,” you whimpered and shut your eyes, the faster pace making it almost impossible to stop anymore. Mingyu had replaced his hand on your breast with his mouth, kissing around your nipple before taking it into his mouth, and sucked on it lightly while his hands pressed you harder down against his thigh. You could feel his jeans get wetter and slicker underneath you while you grew increasingly desperate, needy for your climax.

Taking a deep breath, you somehow managed to slow down your movements and stroked Mingyu’s cheek with the back of your forefinger. “Wanna sit up on your knees?”

“Why?” Mingyu asked in a mumble while doing exactly what you wanted, and you bit your lip in excitement as you sat down on his thigh again.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and brought your lips to his, merely brushing against them. “I thought this would be even more fun.”

With your lips locked in a series of sloppy, hungry kisses, you continued riding Mingyu’s thigh, which this time felt even firmer underneath you. With him sitting on his knees, you were able to grind on it higher, and your thigh could rub into his bulge - whenever that happened, Mingyu sighed into your kiss and held your ass tighter.

You grinded against him harder, angling your hips so that your clit was getting more of the rough friction it desperately needed, and moaned against Mingyu’s lips as your hips began moving faster on their own accord. Mingyu opened his belt and jeans quickly and shifted so that he could get his pants and boxers down enough to pull his half-hard cock out.

As he began subtly bucking his hips, which meant his thigh rubbing against you in a whole new way, you shivered and broke your kiss, pressing your lips to his shoulder instead. Mingyu groaned whenever his cock came in contact with your leg, although it was rather soon that he began stroking himself with one hand while holding your ass with the other.

“Shouldn’t I be doing that?” you asked weakly, quiet whimpers leaving your lips every now and then as you moved against Mingyu’s thigh while it moved with every buck of his hips. He chuckled and kissed you by your ear.

“If you want to, you can,” he said, sounding amused, and lew you replace his hand on his cock with yours. Mingyu hissed and squeezed your ass before sliding his hand more to your front. “And in return…”

With his thumb pressing into your clit, you moaned against his shoulder and merely held his cock in your hand, unable to process much other than his finger rubbing slow circles into your clit as your hips continued grinding on his thigh unsteadily.

“Faster,” you whimpered, feeling the knot at the pit of your stomach tightening and your pussy becoming even more soaked. Mingyu did as you wanted and rubbed your clit faster, his other hand now on top of yours on his cock so that he could get you to move it on him.

“I swear to god, Y/N, as soon as I’m able to get my hands on condoms, I’m fucking you senseless,” Mingyu grunted by your ear while reveling in the feeling of your soft hand moving up and down his shaft, somewhat slick with his pre-cum. You whined and held onto his shirt tightly with your free hand.

“You better remember that,” you gasped only a few seconds before you were thrown over the edge, your teeth digging into Mingyu’s shoulder as your orgasm washed over you in one intense wave after another. He didn’t stop rubbing your clit - instead he just grinned cockily to himself when you began twitching a little on his lap.

“Mm, did you cum? What a good girl.”

You smacked his back at his teasing words, too weak to even laugh, and pulled back while Mingyu giggled, which made the corners of your mouth tug into a smile.

“I need more,” you said with a pout as you sat on your knees between Mingyu’s legs, your flannel now only covering your arms down from your elbows and resting on your ass. Mingyu caressed your hip and gave you a lopsided, toothy grin that had you feeling many things at once.

“Get your pretty little mouth busy and I’ll surprise you,” he suggested and leaned down enough to kiss you, his tongue sliding into your mouth with ease. You spent a moment making out, during which you slid your flannel fully off and dragged Mingyu’s pants further down before stroking his cock.

Some time later, you bent down and slid your tongue along his shaft, tracing every vein and teasing the head. Right as you were wrapping your lips around the tip, you felt Mingyu’s hand sliding down your back and over your ass, until he could slide two fingers into your soaked pussy that immediately clenched around them.

It felt so good to have something inside of you that at that point you were contemplating on knocking on the door of the next room and asking for a condom, but it was too much for your pride.

Mingyu’s quiet, appreciative grunts and husky “Just like that”s filled your ears in no time, and it didn’t take long for the two of you to find the perfect sync of you bobbing your head and stroking whatever of his cock that you couldn’t fit into your mouth and his fingers thrusting inside of you.

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College!AU Jungkook
  • major: computer science 
  • minor: digital art 
  • sports: on-campus dance crew, track & field 
  • clubs: e-sports club LOL 
  • is basically considered the “computed genius” of his year and all the professors in the computer science major just adore him 
  • halfway through his freshman year he was offered an internship at TWELVE different companies that had all heard about him because of the software projects he had perfected and also the fact that he apparently holds the record on campus for writing a code up in approximately 3.5 minutes
  • he thinks algorithms are fun and didn’t have to take the core for Calc 1 because when he was in High School he was past Calc 3
  • can take apart and rebuild a computer faster than most of the professors themselves
  • the cute thing is that as much as he knows about the inner workings of computers and all that, he’s also crazy about computer games and is super competitive. plays everything from World of Warcraft & League of Legends to Minecraft and Garry’s Mod.
  • is part of the universities e-sports club and plays in local tournaments for like cash and he has been scouted to join pro LOL or Starcraft teams but he’s like meh not interested but thanks
  • digital art is his minor and it kind of confuses the computer science department heads because they’re like!!! jungkook!!! you could do so much better how about?? mathematics oR economics as a minor and he’s like sketching his favorite playable character from mortal kombat like “nope. drawing is fun. drawing on the computer is even better.”
  • he kinda has this secret dream of being able to be a game software designer but he keeps it quiet from most people because everyones always on his case about the gREat things he can do with his mind like write software for the government or huge corporations and he’s like yeah yeah but in his head he’s got all these cool designs and plots for characters and adventures 
  • and the fact that he’s so good at like ?? everything kind of makes him the target for mean jealous peoples hatred and so his only real friends are like this small group of people that he meet through jimin, a friend of his on the dance team
  • other than them jungkook doesn’t really warm up to people the way jimin and taehyung do,,,,he kinda tends to be shy and closed up
  • oh and he does track & field because the coach like begged him to join after he saw jungkook doing a dash across the campus to get away from jimin who just wanted to give his best buddy a kiss on the cheek
  • and actually you meet jungkook because see you’re sitting in study hall with your laptop and you’re finishing up this essay. it took you like 10 hours to write and you’ve got like one billion sources and you’re on your last sentence when BAM your computer just freezes and dies on the spot
  • and you’re sitting there looking at your screen like what. the. fuck.
  • and jungkook is like two seats away with his headphones in watching some walk-through on his phone and laughing at all the mistakes of the streamer when he hears you let out the tiniest little yell and like almost slip onto the floor of your chair
  • and usually jungkook isn’t the type to put his nose into other peoples business but seeing as though you look like you’re about to start sobbing and the fact that your laptop is threatening to fall of your lap and break he’s like
  • “excuse me- your laptop-”
  • and you’re like” itS DEAD B ro  IT JUSt D I E D it RIPPED On me I wanNA sCream THAT PAPER is DUE BY 3 o’clock tHIS is the bittersweet end”
  • and jungkook is like 
  • well firstly he bursts into laughter because ‘the bittersweet end’ thats funny but also he’s like “hand me your laptop”
  • and you’re like what no how do i know you’re not gonna take it and run and jungkook’s like “because i have a macbook at home i don’t need your little pc notebook laptop” and you’re like Excuse me don’t trash talk my laptop and jungkooks like “fine fine but i can fix it hand it over”
  • and you’re a little suspicious because jungkook doesn’t look like he can fix it not when he’s wearing ripped up denim jeans, a white t-shirt three sizes too big and timberlands that look like they’ve seen hell and back but you’re like well…….it’s worth a shot
  • so you hand it over to him and jungkook like flips it over, checks the bottom of your laptop touches some stuff presses some buttons listen im not a computer science major jungkook is here
  • and when he presses the power button WALLA the screen turns on and there’s your saved word document with your essay and you’re like
  • staring at it and then looking back at jungkook with your mouth open and he’s like “told you” and you’re like 
  • “dude. dude you are GOD” and jungkook’s like “maybe not god but like yes im really really good.” and you’re like “i owe you one!!” and jungkook’s like nah forget about it bUT THEN
  • he hears it
  • the voice
  • that voice
  • and jungkook’s like oh nO and you’re like??? what oh look it’s jimin i know him he’s nice-
  • and jungkook is like hide me. please don’t tell him im here let me get behind yo-
  • and he like tries to get over you to the seat that’s like beside you but jimin is like jUNGKOOK!!! ive been looking for you - oh well hello there
  • jimin like smiles and waves to you and you like awkwardly wave back and jimin’s like “i didn’t know you knew jungkook, am i……….interrupting something (——:” 
  • and you’re about to be like “what?? no!” but jungkook sits up and is like “yes. jimin this is my significant other. we were just talking about where we were going to go on our DATE so if you could give us some time…..”
  • and jimin (being a sucker for all things romantic) gets a little red in the ears and is like OH OH I SEE WELL I WILL BE ON MY WAY 
  • and like winks and does a little finger gun @ jungkook
  • and you’re sitting there in stunned silence and jungkook is like umm uhhh umm 
  • and his face is getting redder by the minute and his eyes are wide like a lost bunny and he’s like “REmember how you said you owed me, yeah that was the favor I’m sorry-”
  • and you put your hands up like it’s fine it’s fine but why are you avoiding jimin?
  • and jungkook kind of sighs and he’s like dont get me wrong i love my hyung but he’s always saying i should go out and do things like date or whatever and im just like,,,,,,,id rather stay home and stream overwatch or something
  • and you’re like i know that Feel but you’re also like jimin is kinda right like isn’t that what college is about having fun and doing stuff but you shrug because it’s not your business and jungkook did fix your laptop and he is pretty cute you wouldn’t mind actually going on a date w/ him but since he’s obviously not interested you two like part ways and you thank him again for fixing your laptop and you’re like that’s that
  • ok im being dramatic but yeah you notice jimin at smoothie place near campus and you’re like oh no i better hide so he doesn’t ask me about jungkook
  • but jimin sees and he’s like HEY and you’re like fRICK but you smile and wave and he like jogs over to you and he’s like “listen this is going to sound so imposing and what not but im so happy you’re dating jungkook because he needs to get out of his shell and i never thought he’d find someone that he’d willing let do that and im just so thankful for taking care of him” 
  • jimin like grabs both your hands and does a little bow and you’re like oh my god what did i get myself into
  • and you have to search the whole campus until you find jungkook in one of the empty computer labs of the lab buildings and you’re like hEY WE HAVE A PROBLEM 
  • and jungkook takes his headphones off and he’s like ???? what problem wait one sec let me finish this -
  • and you’re like jungkook stop playing your online game and listen to me-
  • and he’s like one SEC i promise it’s for a good cause and you’re like what good cause it’s some online battle but then you see the screen flash the word ‘victory’ and you’re like jungkook this is serious-
  • and he’s like yeah yeah i know i just needed to beat that game it’s like a charity thing im doing that if i beat like twenty straight rounds this company will donate 20,000,000 won to a childrens hospital so
  • and you’re like hold up back it up you’re playing games for,,,,,,charity
  • and he kinda scratches his neck like well yeah i mean im good at it so i might as well put my skills toward helping people
  • and you’re @ you’re own heart don’t you dare skip a beat
  • but then jungkook also adds in the info that he fixes up old computers at poor schools so kids will be able to use the internet even if schools can’t afford newer models of computers and you’re like
  • well damn there my heart goes skipping TEN beats
  • and jungkook’s like so what’s up is it your laptop- but you’re like no no it’s park jimin he basically thanked me for being your significant other and was very genuine and passionate about this “relationship” of ours jungkook how are you ever going to tell him you lied
  • and jungkook’s like oh no,,,,,and you two are like standing there looking at each other like we done messed up until jungkook like clears his throat and he’s like
  • “wELL there is a way we could get away with it”
  • and you perk up like how??? tell me!!! and jungkooks like “well-ah-um-ah d-d–da-date–w-w- we could g-go on a date and see- see if mayb-maybe….”
  • and you’re like date? see? and you’re like oh he means see where it goes and you like instantly feel your own cheeks heat up and you’re like 
  • “actually,,,,id love to but,,,but,,,wait jungkook-”
  • and he’s like swallowing like yes??? 
  • and you’re like “did you think i was cute when you saw me in study hall with my laptop?” and he looks like he’s been caught red handed and he’s like wHAT No and you’re like oh my god you did 
  • and jungkook admits it (after you two bicker cutely about it for like half an hour) that yes he actually did think you were cute and honestly he would never have asked you out if it weren’t for this Twist of Events
  • and you two like laugh a little at each other because honestly you two were too scared to see if the other person would actually go on a date that when you pretended to date in front of jimin you both were like but this could never be real!!!?!!?!?!?
  • until you two are finally at a movie together, probably a movie based of a comic or something or like a kids animated movie lol, and you’re laughing sharing popcorn and then jungkook is like there’s a ferris wheel near here!! and you’re like fRICK yES take me and you two literally are like five year olds laughing and joking with each other on that date
  • and jungkook finally sees why the hell jimin is so into romance and love and all that jazz
  • because as much as he’s having fun and doing things he likes he’s doing them with someone as stunning and breathtaking as you
  • and sure when jimin comes around you guys have to amp up skinship or whatever but the second he leaves jungkook is like 10 feet away apologizing and you’re like jungkook it’s ok,,,because tbh his arms around your shoulder is so nice and warm
  • and you guys go on a couple more dates on the DL and it’s so cute and finally jungkook walks you to your dorm and is like hey,,,,,,hey,,,,,,,,and you’re like hmmm and he’s looking at your lips but he can’t bring himself to do it so you like roll your eyes and lean up to kiss him and he’s like !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
  • and you’re like also !!!! but you like cover your mouth and look down and this would be so innocent and soft if it weren’t like the next second jungkooks like 
  • “you wanted to kiss me for a long time right? you were holding back RIGHT?” 
  • and you’re like JUNGKOOK SHUT IT 
  • and you’re chasing him down the street and his laughter is loud
  • and jungkook would totally call you up just so you two can sit in the park near the campus at night and push each other on the swings and it’s like
  • childish but you kids are so pure and so excited about everything
  • jungkook like rants a lot about all the games he’s played and his favorite characters and he like tries to help you get better at the games you’re interested in
  • and also he’s always there to fix anything that goes wrong with your laptop or phone
  • and like jimin thinks you two have been together for a super long time and you and jungkook are like actually jimin,,,,,,,,,,,
  • and when you finally tell him how you actually got together you expect jimin to like be super mad but no it’s the opposite jimin is like 
  • and you’re like well kinda and jungkook is burying his face in his hands like oh my god jimin … the reason i was able to fall in love….and jimin is like YES IM CUPID I KnEW IT
  • you going to jungkook’s dance competitions and like jimin is always pointing you out and jungkook waves shyly and you’re like he’s so adorable how and jimin’s like JunGKOOK lOVES YOU and the entire bleacher of girls is like casting glances at you and you’re like ,,,,,,oh god and jungkook’s like covering jimin’s mouth his hand like hYUng CHill
  • jungkook showing off his math skills by calculating tip and total prices when you go out to eat or shopping and you’re like “im dating a human calculator”
  • jungkook purposely ignoring you to play on his nintendo 3ds and you’re like jungkook kiss me and he’s like wait im playing fire emblem - and you’re like jungkook i will turn off your 3ds right now and he’s like ok ok ok 
  • (but in reality he was playing on purpose to see if you’d get pouty w him)
  • you meet the rest of his friends and they’re all equally as surprised to see jungkook dating and being so happy especially taehyung and yoongi who’re like “is this really jungkook? the jungkook who only knows romance through side plots in games?” 
  • it’s jungkooks birthday when you’re all over at his dorm together because jin baked a cake and jungkook was forced into a silly party hat by hoseok and jimin and like
  • everyone’s slowly leaving and jungkook is like “hey, can you stay?” and you’re like sure and idk it’s romantic the only light in the whole dorm is the candles still on the cake and jungkook asks you to close your eyes as he kisses down your neck
  • and like,,,,,you know he leads you toward his bed and like ,,,,, you mumble his name against his neck,,,,,and then-
  • and you and jungkook are like two flustered messes coming out of the bedroom and jin is like 
  • oh…….OH YOU TWO CHILDREn- and basically you get lectured by him and it’s hilarious jungkook is like jin please and you’re like so embarrassed you can barely speak up
  • jungkook creates a code so that every time you open up your laptop a little bubble with his face in it appears and there’s a message like “you’re lucky you have such a cute boyfriend” and you always like do a little ‘pfft’ but it’s adorable and you keep it 
  • you love watching jungkook sketch instead of just do digital art like sometimes you’ll see him sitting on the windowsill in one of the campus building looking out of the window and just drawing and he looks so serene with the light hugging him
  • and also jungkook in his big oversized clothes waiting for you after class so you two can literally just go to his dorm and cuddle 
  • jin: “take them out on a nice date jungkook, hear ill give you some money-” you and jungkook: “is buying 5 bags of cheetos with this money you’re gonna give us count as ‘doing something nice’?” jin: “………you are both children. Children.” 

find namjoon’s ver (here)  // jimin’s ver (here) // taehyung’s ver (here
college!au vixx (here)

please look forward to the rest of college!bts coming soon~

One of the things I love about Axl is how his don’t-give-a-fuck attitude translates into his fashion choices. Like one minute he’s dressed to the nines in the whole rock-star outfit, with all the leather and denim and torn cool shirts - next he’s wearing freaking fishnet tops, and booty shorts, and kilts, and leggings…and then he’s just on stage in nothing but his fucking underwear because he’s Axl fucking Rose and he does what he wants. 

such great heights — part four

She knew Max wasn’t perfect — hell, nobody was — but she still didn’t understand why Harry couldn’t just respect her and her relationship. “And he has a lot of redeeming qualities, might I add. He makes me laugh, he knows when I’m upset and just what makes me feel better, he is loyal and honest, he doesn’t—”

“Respect you?” Harry cut in, raising a brow.

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Cherry blood

Originally posted by taeyongitslow

// C O M I N G  S O O N //

genre: au, mafia, romance, angst, smut

pairing: oc x unknown member of nct 

warning: mention of depression, abuse, sex and death, swearing

chap 1

She was beautiful. Everyone could see that. The way her long dirty blond hair cascaded down her worn out jean jacket, made her stand out from everyone else. People felt almost bland standing next her. Like a cardboard box standing next to a statue made out of the purest gold. 

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The House Mate Chapter 1 :: Mr. Leto ::

Author’s Note; Hey you guys, this is just another hit or miss fanfic i’m throwing out there. If you guys like it, please request another chapter of it. No requests = no chapters. 

Nimble fingers slide slowly over the neatly patterned dish glistening under the running water of the sink. The task seemed so trivial compared to all the other work you needed to complete in the over sized home. You’d think that after living there for over a year you’d be used to its size and overall spacious appeal of it by now, but that wasn’t the case. 

Initially, when you took the job of a house sitter for an unknown home owner; you assumed it would be part time for the home of a business man who frequently traveled or maybe even a talk show host. However, you found yourself nearly overwhelmed to learn that you would be overseeing the house of well known actor and lead singer of 30 seconds to Mars, Jared Leto. Things seemed easy enough after a contract was written up and discussed with you about the rules and regulations of the home orders. 

According to his contract, Jared wanted nothing more than a live in maid that over saw his estate. Her / his duties included checking the mail, assuring the bills were paid with money provided under a regulated budget, keeping the kitchen stocked with a list of foods which could include things the maid indulged in, and cleaning maintenance kept up.

The use of the home and appliances were allowed however allowing other people to live or squat there was unacceptable. Company was allowed but not for long periods of time. The sitter has their own room in which they are expected to keep as clean as the rest of the house. However, something that was made clear was the fact that Jared was not expected to often be in the home, and when he was, it was usually because he was either on vacation or in between work. When interacting with him it was to be brief as well as casual; GAWKING WAS NOT ALLOWED. You wrinkled your nose slightly at that last remark. Regardless of who he was, you’d never catch yourself gawking at anyone. Besides, you barely even knew of Jared Leto’s work, and you never listened to his band which was a key detail that you decided to keep to yourself. 

Your fingers were like small plagues as you graced the contract’s space with your signature. It had been a full year since that day and you had yet to so much as have a conversation with Jared when he was stationed at home. Eventually you had begun to enjoy the quiet and not even be alert to when he was home.  

Your phone played a familiar tune and you were so lost in the lyrics that you hadn’t realized how quickly you had already finished the dishes. 

“Are you deranged like me, are you strange like me, lightenin’ matches just to swallow up the flame like me. Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me? Pointin’ fingers cause’ you never take the blame like me.” You sang the words softly as you scanned over your to do list for the day. 

“Now, that’s a talent.” a voice spoke from behind you. Delicate strands of your hair flipped as you turned to meet the face of your employer. He sat casually behind the bar of the kitchen counter wearing a soft blue and navy plaid shirt that he folded at the forearm.       

“I’d charge for it, but it turns out you have to actually be good at it. How long ya’ been sittin’ there?” You questioned while slipping your hands into the front pockets of your dark denim jeans. 

“How long is long enough for you to be embarrassed?” 

You felt your bottom lip poke out slightly as you allowed yourself to glance off to the side in an expression that resembled being deep in thought. 

“More than 2 seconds.” You chuckled before giving off a slight shrug. A smile painted your lips and you turned away from him to make sure the sink was cleaned out. 

“So it’s ( y / n )?” His question was confident. 

You chucked. 

“That’s what they tell me. You’re Jared?” You asked peeking over your shoulder. He smiled. 

“That’s what they tell me.” he quoted. He sat back in his chair and folded his arms over his chest, and for a moment you thought he was appraising you. His eyes slid from the base of your frame and then back to your face. it didn’t seem to be a sexual gesture, but there was nothing about him that spoke of innocence. 

“Where did you sleep?” you asked curiously while turning to him.

“In my room….” He answered in an as-a-matter-a-fact tone. You tilted your head to the side unable to hide your confusion. 

“Why?” He asked. You folded your arms over your chest.

“Because you don’t have any sheets. That must’ve been awkward. Your PUB said you wouldn’t be home until next week so I had your sheets taken to the cleaners.” You admitted. You didn’t want to laugh so you bit at your bottom lip to keep your face casual. 

“That would explain a few things.” He shrugged allowing his eyes to wander. They were so blue and the alluring details of them nearly entranced you. You finally began to understand it now; no gawking. You took a deep breath to level yourself and fought the urge to nearly laugh at your realization. You slowly realized that all the while you were looking into his eyes, you had forgotten how to breathe. Did he always have this affect on people or was it something new he had just discovered about himself? 

“Why didn’t you come get me, I would’ve pointed you to the spares. You weren’t cold were you?” You questioned slightly concerned due to the tinge of guilt you had began to feel over the “kind” gesture. He shrugs.

“I like it cold when I sleep.” He answered looking away from you.

“Well, now I don’t feel so bad for leaving the air on 70 throughout the night.” You admit drying off the counter. 

“You always make it smell so good in here. What is that?” He questioned. 

“Dish soap…..” You answered absently while raising a brow. Had he not smelled the simple qualities of DAWN before? 

“You put it all over the house?” he questioned with a hint of slight concern. 

“Oh you mean ….in here like the whole house?” you grasped holding back a laugh at your own misunderstanding. 

“There’s a scentsy pot in every room. I can’t take all the credit. I tend to get the really fruity ones and dilute them with some form of vanilla or so. Always works.” You shrug as if this is common knowledge and place the towel you were using back on the rim of the sink. it was strange, you’d never spoken to him, but it was like catching up with an old friend. 

“I guess. I’m stayin in tonight; might get a movie. You should check it out with me.” He declared. You furrowed your eyebrows before glancing off to the side slightly.  it’s not a date. The thought blared at the forefront of your mind as if it wanted to stop you from getting your hopes up. You approached the edge of the counter and sighed. 

“It’s not a God awful romance movie is it? “You question scrunching up your nose ever so slightly to add an emphasis to your dislike for them. He pressed his lips together in a hard line before glancing off to the side. 

“Not unless you prefer to be tortured.” 

There was a sly smile plastered to his lips as if there was an alternative meaning behind his words, but you ignored it. 

“Not preferably, but if you’re keen on doing so, I guess I could deal with it.” you joked turning to place the last plate into the cabinet behind you. You heard him make a noise that resembled a “hmm.” but you weren’t listening hard enough to truly grasp it. 

“So?” You question placing your elbows on the table top in front of you. He placed a finger on his chin in an expression that mocked deep though and smiled.

“Action then?” he questioned. You shrugged. You honestly didn’t too much care. The idea of being alone with him amused you enough.

Hot air blasted from your cheeks as you mindlessly went throughout the day. You couldn’t get your mind off of it; the idea of casually watching a movie with him. What movie would he pick? Where were you guys going to watch it? Why now? 

Deadly Secrets

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Part Two

Master List

Pairing: Jared x Reader
Word Count: 1,427
Warnings: language, death, homicide
A/N: Part two is here! Italics are flashbacks. If you’d like to be tagged let me know, in an ask (it’s the best way for me to keep track)! Hope you guys like it! Anyway, feedback for this is crucial! :)

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anonymous asked:

I don't know if you have noticed, but they have some serious clothing issues in season 12. Seasons 1-11 we just had Sam and Dean. But now that there's Mary, they can't all wear plaid. Because there would be too much flannel with three Winchesters. I'm being serious. I've rewatched season 12, and there's no episode where all three Winchesters wear plaid. One of them always has to sacrifice the hunter look.

Yeah, they don’t all wear it all the time anyway - Dean’s always had a bunch of stock shirts which are so boring he can wear them all the times he’s going to get killed or whatever gets him covered in blood to the point that he can’t use it any more :P Sam has slightly more variety, I think, because he doesn’t wear as many block colours in general, wears his shirts buttoned up so Dean can get away with wearing a block colour shirt and t-shirt, and Sam’s on the wrong side of the self-imposed class divide so doesn’t wear henleys either, all adding up to him needing at least subtle stripes on his shirts a lot of the time… Sam wearing boring grey in 11x22 should have been a warning something pretty horrific was going to happen to him because that’s Dean’s choice of colour for “I’m about to have a bad day and I don’t know it yet” which he at least also mixes into his regular wardrobe to add the element of surprise :P

Buuut yeah I bet there was at least 1 time they had a moment where they did all wear plaid and looked at each other and had to work out who had to go change immediately.

Anyway since we have a whole season now, let’s look at Mary because I like looking at Mary :D

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Covered in Lace (PT 1)

Sebastian Stan X Fanfiction
Warnings: Language,smut

A poem begins with a lump in the throat,
a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a
love sickness. It is a reaching-out towards
expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A
complete poem is one where an emotion
has found its thought and the thought has
found words. -Robert Frost

Sebastian’s POV

It was eleven o’ clock in the afternoon the moment she entered my office. I closed the door behind me and guided her further into the room. She took a seat on the couch whereas I sat across from her in a chair beside my desk. From underneath I pulled out my notebook and reached in the cup behind me to grab a pen. Pushing down on top of it, the pen made a loud clicking noise that took up the room. Opening up my notebook I carefully wrote in cursive the time, date and her name, Lace Lockwood.

In front of us was a long oval coffee table that was made of glass. It was so transparent that the objects on top of it made it looked like it was floating. Lace leaned down and grabbed the glass of water I had placed out. I couldn’t help but notice the way her hair moved with her. After taking a few sips she leaned backwards again on the light blue sofa, pushing her glasses with her index finger.

Lace crossed her legs exactly three times before she finally found a comfortable seating position. As I patiently waited for her to begin our session I tried not to focus in on every exact detail. Though, I couldn’t help myself to see that she was wearing a white oxford shirt that was neatly tucked inside of her dark blue denim jeans. I especially didn’t notice that she purposely left three buttons undone with a long gold necklace buried in her chest. “How are feeling today?” I asked her.

“Are you asking as my therapist or…”

“Who else would I be?” I interjected. Lace pushed her glasses closer to her face fixating her sight on the top of her knee. This time around I had to be the one to initiate our dialogue. Today she appeared quiet and reticent with what was on her mind.

“Tell me about your weekend.” I urged her. I didn’t give her any eye contact, I carefully waited and listened to what she might say and I wanted to write it all down the moment it happened. I heard nothing at first except for a elongated sigh.

“ I mostly stayed in and studied.” Lace’s voice was low and subdued. I wrote in my notes that she was dejecting from our conversation.

“What did you study?” I asked her, continuing looking down.

“If social Darwinism was influential in the development of imperialism.” She took another sip of the water.

“Sounds complicated.” I answered. “Was that the only thing you did Lace?” I added.

“I took a walk down by the water. You know spot where we usually go.” I heard her say. Not writing anything else down I threw the pen between the pages and closed it. Finally looking at her.

“Was that necessary to bring up in here?” I asked Lace, struck with paranoia looking up at the small two way window on my door. Sinking back down in my chair, I rocked forwards deciding I needed to stand instead. I walked over to the doubled panned window pulling the cord so the blinds would rise. There wasn’t any light in the room, though there was enough light cascading in. Outside of the window, high up from this level I saw nothing. Though from someone else’s perspective this view perhaps might have been hypnotic. In the distance you could see the crystal blue ocean water forming waves then dissipate back into the water.

For some it was nothing more than a beach. To me it was a crossroad where paradise and hell met. Lace, was the only daughter produced by the Lockwood’s. Built from the foundation of money and secrecy it was no surprise our paths forged almost two months ago. “Striking gorgeous is it?” I must’ve been staring out into the open for sometime, because I hadn’t realized she was beside me talking.

“I waited for you.” Lace said, holding her arms behind her.

“Don’t you think we have become predictably boring?” I asked her, walking away from the glass window. She turned around and faced me as I took a seat on the couch.

“I’m glad you said that actually.” She whispered, ashen. Watching her expressions and body language I could tell she was having a conflict in her head. “This will be our last session.” Lace finally said.

My eyes slowly went from being on the floor to a long quizzical stare. “You’re not ready. I-I’m not ready.” I swallowed.

“You didn’t think my crippling emotional distress would be a long term thing? Besides I think I met someone.” She cradled her hands near her chest with a faint smile across her enamored face. When she saw my unamused stare she retracted.

“How nice.” I said speaking only sarcastically.

“Well I guess this is goodbye.” Lace unexpectedly to my surprise extended out her hand giving it to me to presumably handshake farewell. Her arm was outstretched and for seconds I just looked at her. I placed the palm of my hand to hers then our hands softly merged.

Still holding onto her hand I rose up from where I was sitting. Taking a step from around the coffee table our hands were still tangled. I placed my free hand on her forearm with the intent of pulling her closer to me. When she breathed, gasping just about. I held my breath.

Still keeping my hands on her I eyed her as I moved around her body. Lace stood still, turning her gaze to watch what I was doing like a curious creature. My lips brushed the back of her neck. Keeping my mouth placed on her I moved my head down to traced the outer lining of her shoulder. I did that back and forth till Lace’s balance was faltering. In a stoic and in one flat sentence I said my last line into her ear.

“It’s not that easy to just leave me.”

Before I knew it a loud ringing sound went off on set. Followed by someone yelling cut. The set lights brightened back up and let go of my co-star Emma. She smiled at me and I did the same before she walked off of set.

“That was one hell of a job everyone and that’s a wrap!” The director chirped.

{1 out of 1}

Originally posted by andantegrazioso

Little Witch

(requested by anon)
Kai Parker x Reader
word count
: 3 011
summary : Reader (a witch) and Kai work together on a spell and Kai is in love with the reader but he doesn’t understand his feelings.
*gif by christopherwooddaily

The sun was shining brightly , sun rays dancing between the trees in the woods and the sky was blue with white fluffy clouds here and there. Birds were chirping and a couple of times Y/N saw a rabbit hop by. She was headed for the Quary to meet with Kai to work on a spell and they had agreed to meet out of the way so none of her friends would find out they were working together and also so no one gets hurt. At least thats what Kai had told her. The truth was a little different.
Kai had wanted to have a private moment to talk with her without any chance of them getting interrupted. He wanted to spend the day alone with her and maybe figure out for sure what those emotions he got around her meant.
As he neared the woods , he saw her car parked at the far end of the small clearing and listened to figure out where she was. Then he heard it - Y/N was humming some song as she walked towards the Quary , crunching dried leafs as she did. Kai ran in vampire speed for a few seconds , stopping and slowing down when he saw her a few hundred meters ahead of him , semi dancing instead of walking as she continued humming the same song.
“Hey. Wait for me.” he called out after her.
Y/N turned around seeing Kai running towards her.  How hadn’t she heard the footsteps before ?  She couldn’t help but smile seeing Kai. He was wearing a blue denim jacket , jeans and dark blue t-shirt. His blue eyes had a mischievous spark in them and his smile took her breath away for the millionth time since they had met.
“Run faster.” she teased until Kai flashed right in front of her.
“Y/N , I am a vampire. You do know I am running slower so I don’t scare you right ?” he laughed. Kai reached his hands towards her messenger back. “Here , give me this. I’ll carry it for you. It looks heavy.”
Y/N blinked a few times confused all of the sudden. Not because she didn’t trust Kai or anything , but because he was being extra nice. Never before he had offered to carry her bag for her.
“Don’t you trust me ?”
“If I didn’t trust you , we wouldn’t be here. All alone in the woods.” she smiled , handing him the bag. “Careful tho .. There is vervain in there.”
“Vervain ? Why ? You are a witch.” said Kai , swinging her bag across his shoulders and continued walking with Y/N by his side. “A very powerful one I might add. You can easily drop a vampire with one look. What do you need vervain for ?”
Y/N laughed nervously , tucking in a strand of hair behind her ear. Kai was always curious about everything she does. Sometimes it was a little annoying but it was also one of the many things she loved about him. He was like a little kid around her , far from the dangerous sociopath her friends saw him as.
“I know , but it works as a surprise. Also I don’t like vampires knowing I am a witch.” she explained. “They always go looking for favours later…  Making threats if they don’t get what they want.”
Kai laughed under his breath. He hadn’t had many dealings with vampires as a witch before he had turned into a hybrid but from what he had - he knew Y/N had a point.  
“Look at you , thinking ahead and being all smart.” he teased seeing the corners of her mouth twitch at his comment.
They walked in silence for a few minutes , the only sounds coming from the leafs crunching under their feet as they made their way to the Quary. Kai kept stealing glances at  her -  looking at her curls dance around her shoulders as she walked , the sunshine reflecting off them. Y/N was wearing ripped in the knees black skinny jeans , a black and white plaid shirt and a white top. The corners of his mouth twitched thinking how without even realising she somehow always took his breath away. If they had met before he had been sent to the Prison World , he probably would’ve spent 18 years thinking about her. Wishing he had done something.
“Wait.” she said quietly , stretching her hand in front of him , making him stop. “Shhh…”
Kai was confused as to what had happened , what she could’ve possibly heard or seen that he had missed with his vampire senses. Y/N pulled out her phone , opening the camera app. Kai followed her gaze seeing a deer less than a hundred meters away. She took a few pictures before the wild animal noticed them and ran away. Kai noticed the disappointed look on her face before her gaze dropped to the ground.
“I can chase after it if you want to see it up close.” he offered.
“No. Don’t want to scare it any more than we already had with our presence.” she smiled. “I still took a few nice pictures. Wanna see ?”
“Um yeah sure.” Kai leaned in to look at Y/N’s phone screen from behind her shoulder , not really looking at the pictures but thinking about how nice it feels to have her this close to him. Her hair smelled like wild strawberries.
Probably her shampoo. he thought.
Kai cleared his throat and a small smile spread on his face seeing the pictures. “Wow those came out really good.”
“You think ?”
Y/N felt her heart racing , having Kai stand this close to her.  It made her feel both excited and nervous at the same time. She could feel his breath on her cheek and his chest pressing lightly against her back. She wished he’d wrap his strong arms around her and never let her go. “Hmm…”
“Smiillee..!” she said leaning in closer to him and taking a selfie of them together - Y/N sticking out her tongue while Kai was looking at her. There was something different about his eyes.
Kai was a little surprised at first. Somehow he had missed Y/N open  the camera app and switching to front. He had been too distracted by her leaning closer towards him.
“No , no , no … that’s not how you do that sweetheart.” he snatched her phone smiling , moving her hair away from her neck , his fingers glazing across her skin sending waves of electricity through her body.  Kai snapped a picture of them together with her looking shocked as if he is about to bite her, purple black veins showing under his eyes and his fangs hovering over her neck. “Now that’s a nice selfie.” he laughed.
“Love it.” she laughed too. “Alright , break over. We have to keep going. There are like 5 miles until the Quary and -”
Kai wrapped his hands around her and in vampire speed ran towards the Quary. Y/N felt every fibre in her body waking up the moment Kai’s arms had wrapped around her , pulling her towards him so tightly. It felt so nice being in his arms , even if it was for a few seconds.
“Or .. you can do that.” she laughed turning around to face him. “Wow. That was amazing !”
Kai took a step away from her clearing his throat. A moment ago he hadn’t been thinking , wrapping his hands around her and now the feeling of holding her tight was drowning his thoughts. Kai wanted to hold her in his arms every day and never ever spend a second away from her. Y/N’s eyes sparkled a little differently in that moment and he wondered why. She ran her fingers roughly through her hair , looking around , taking a step towards the edge and glancing down.
“Whoa we are so high up…” she gulped starting to slip off the edge.
Kai was fast enough to catch her. He felt his heart stop at the though of her falling to her death and him not being able to do anything to stop it. He held her close to him , one hand around her waist the other on her back. Their eyes met and Y/N felt her heart racing faster than ever , not because she had almost fallen but because of the way Kai was holding her and gazing into her eyes. He was leaning in towards her and she could feel his breath on her face intoxicating her , turning her legs into jelly. If Kai let go off her in that moment , she’d definitely slip again and fall to her death. Her eyes darted between his smoky blue eyes and his rosey lips. Kai took a few steps away from the edge before letting go of her.
“Careful sweetheart.” he said clearing his throat. “If you wanted me to hold you in my arms you should’ve just asked. No need to almost-fall to your death for that to happen.”
Kai winked at her and Y/N laughed nervously at his comment. Heights made her feel dizzy and that had been the real reason she had slipped. Tho Kai catching her and holding her in his arms , almost kissing her had made her head spin way more.
“Thank you .. for not letting me fall to my death.” she said still feeling a little out of breath.
What is happening to me? wondered Kai. A second ago he had almost kissed her and now he couldn’t stop thinking about it , wishing he had. Being around her while having all those emotions running through him was driving him nuts , specially the part where he wanted to be with her , kiss her and hold her in his arms forever.
Y/N reached for her bag , pulling out her family’s grimoar. She opened it in her hands while Kai left her bag on the ground and leaned in behind her looking at the spell. It wasn’t the most complex one but they had to be careful.
“Where is our test subject?” he asked curious. “I hope you are not planing on practicing  on yourself like a mad scientist .. That’s not why I am here right ? To keep you from dying?”
“Isn’t it ?” she teased.
“That’s not funny.”
“Don’t worry. Our test subject is …” she looked up noticing a starling in the sky. “… just flying by.”
Y/N winked at Kai who stared at her in confusion before following her gaze. She stretched her hand , caging the bird in the air.
“Cool.” said Kai amazed , watching her pull her hand back bringing the bird to them. “Now what ?”
“Open your hands.”
In a moment the bird landed in Kai’s palms and he held onto it , preventing it from flying away. The little starling chirped nervously , trying to find a way out of his hands. Y/N closed her eyes hovering her palm over the bird , muttering a spell to stop the bird’s heart.
“We will bring you back little one. Promise.” she said softly , touching the birds head with her finger.
Kai watched her in amazement - the way she closed her eyes in concentration , her hand hovering barely an centimetre over his. There it was again that strange desire to kiss her. Less than a minute later , the bird stopped fighting and he let it down on the ground.
“OK , so if we do the resuscitation spell right , this little bird here will wake up.”
“That’s pretty advanced you know.” said Kai amazed. Y/N was still very young to do spells like that. “Even older witches had trouble with resuscitation spells. Are you sure you want to do this ? If things go awry ,you might end up dead …”
“No. I won’t.” said Y/N with a note of confidence in her voice , looking up at him. “You won’t let that happen.”
Kai smiled. “That’s true little witch.” he teased.
“HEY !  I am only half a year younger than you … sort of.” she said punching him playfully in the shoulder , making him laugh.
Y/N held out her hands waiting for Kai to take them. He felt a little nervous , realising his palms had gotten a little sweaty just like every time he was around her.
“You have really nice palms.”
“Um t-thanks.”
Kai took her hands feeling a spark of electricity flow between them as he did. Y/N looked up from their hands held together to his eyes. He looked nervous and kept starring at her , studying her face.
They began the spell and Kai couldn’t stop thinking about what he’d do if something bad happened to her and he is unable to stop it. He didn’t think he’d survive that. All those emotions he felt towards Y/N had gotten magnified and confused the hell out of him. Specially the ones he had felt the past hour around her.
Y/N let go off his hands kneeling down next to the little bird on the ground. “Wake up pretty feathers.” she said softly. “Come on…”
Kai knelt down next to her patting her on the back. “He’s gone.”
“We can bring him back.” she said smiling , getting up. “Lets try again.”
“Oh-kay.” said Kai taking her hands again. Both of them were powerful witches but he still didn’t think they could bring the bird back. Those kinds of spells required a lot, specially concentration which he seemed to lack severely at the moment. They tried and tried again and again with no result. Y/N wasn’t giving up , she wasn’t even frustrated  , all she radiated was hope and confidence. Kai found himself drawn to her even more because of it. Usually being around someone so positive would annoy him but instead of being annoyed he felt even more confused as to why he wanted to be around her even more. Kai had to tell her , maybe this way all the confusion and frustration would go away.
“Y/N?” said Kai , suddenly making her look up. “Can I tell you something ?”
“Yeah , of course.”
Kai laughed nervously.
“Um .. I don’t know how to say this.” he said rubbing his forehead with his thumb and index finger. “There are all these emotions I feel .. and I never even knew there were so many emotions to be had in the first place… Around you I get this warm and fuzzy feeling in my stomach which spreads through my body …  and back there , when you almost fell - I felt as if I might die if something happens to you. Then when I caught you , my heart … did this weird flip , I don’t even know how to explain it.”
Kai’s eyes were fixed on her , he took a step to the left then a few to the right , walking around but his eyes never moving away from her as he talked. Y/N could barely catch up with everything he was saying.
“And I can’t stop thinking about you. It’s annoying really but in a way I like how you are in my head constantly. I am thinking about you even when I don’t want to be thinking about you. Dreaming about you every night… and my palms get all sweaty when you are around me.” he said smiling nervously. “I can’t concentrate on anything else besides wanting to hold you in my arms forever and -”
Kai stopped talking seeing Y/N’s eyes had widened to the point where they were about to jump out of their sockets. Her mouth opened and closed as she struggled to find the words to say. Kai’s confession had taken her by surprise , a surprise so big she forgot completely how to function. Her heart was racing , threatening to leap out of her chest at any moment and her breathing had turned so shallow it wasn’t even there.
“Y/N ? Are you - are you okay ?”
He waved his hand in front of her face trying to get her attention. At first nothing happened then she blinked fast a couple of times returning to reality.
“Yeah… yeah I’m fine.” she cleared her throat. “Wh-what were you g-going to say before I -”
“I … ahh … Feelings are .. hard.”
Feelings .. ? Kai has feelings for me ? thought Y/N , her mind spinning like crazy and she smiled nervously at him. Kai was looking at her with a mix of confusion , hope and desire in his eyes. He was waiting for her to say something but she seemed to have forgotten the entire english language. Not that words would do her any good. Y/N was much better at doing than saying things so she jumped into his arms , her hands cupping his face as she kissed him. Kai was taken by surprise and for a second he didn’t know what to do. Her hands moved towards his neck , burring her fingers in his hair feeling Kai’s arms pulling her closer to him at the same time. Kai kissed her back , not letting her pull away from his lips. The warm fuzzy feeling he always got around her , spreading through his body with a force like never before. He scooped her up as she hooked her hands around his neck. Kai slowly backed her against one of the trees near by ,his lips hungrily attacking hers the entire time. Kai didn’t want to pull away but he was worried he might suffocate her.
“Now I know for sure.” he whispered smiling , his fingers brushing against her cheek. Her eyes sparkled and Y/N was out of breath , her eyes darting between his lips and his eyes. All this time everything had been right in front of his eyes and somehow he had missed it. Kai could hear her heart beating so fast all beats blurred into one , her cheeks were flushed and she was smiling ear to ear.
“I love you.” he said softly pressing his lips against hers again.
“I love you too.” she smiled , looking behind Kai’s back seeing the bird fly away. He followed her gaze , laughing nervously. “Weird… It appears we are getting the entire day to ourselves now.“ 
MASTERLIST March / April 2017

anonymous asked:

Istg Brenda I hate how Jeon looks so good in every??? damned??? thing??? he wears??? Like wtf??? RUDE AF I HATE HIM SO MUCH

i experience a lot of pain everyday because of this problem i mean like…

when he tucks his shirt in 👏
when he wears denim jackets 👏
when he wears oversized sweaters 👏
when he wears ripped jeans with laced boots 👏
when he wears an expensive rolex on his wrist 👏
when he wears that oversized semi-transparent button up 👏
when he wears oversized tees 👏
when he wears turtlenecks 👏
when he wears long coats/jackets 👏
when he wears a uniform 👏
when he wears a bomber jacket 👏
when he wears stussy shirts 👏
when he wears beanies 👏
when he wears round glasses 👏
when he looks good in every single fucking colour 👏

moral of the story,,, i can go on for fucking forever )))): he’s not real i’m telling you,,, i’m waiting for god to come and take him back to where he belongs 


Okay so I’ve been doing a bit of detective work in the new teaser and I’m pretty sure that malec is wearing the same things they were when they first met.

Okay Magnus I’m pretty certain about. It’s the same shiny collar the same dark material and the pattern seems the same to me.

Alec might be different but I saw a post earlier saying that it was probably the classic Alec denim shirt. If I find the post I’ll come back and tag it but I can’t find it atm. They believed that it was it under the jacket and because he wears it earlier in the teaser that it is completely possible.


Just Friends (M)

REQUEST: namjoon smut scenario where you two have been best friends for years and one day you end up play fighting/wrestling and things just go uphill from there 🌚 (sorry I just really don’t know how to request scenarios 😬 )

AUTHOR’S NOTE: its slightly longer than i planned it to be but enjoy and leave feedback!! Admin M


Your bedroom door swings open and a schoolbag hits your lower back.

“You could of told me you weren’t coming to school.” Namjoon says frustrated.

“And you could have told me you were coming over?” You respond as you sit up on your bed.

He’s wearing black jeans, a oversized band t shirt and a denim jacket. His hair messy and one of his converse shoelaces untied.

“Why aren’t you wearing pants?” He questions looking at your lack of bottoms under your oversized t-shirt that was actually his.

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